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After that, Sero felt an ungodly amount of nerves around Shouto. Well, he was /always/ nervous around him, but even more so now! Not only did he see his crush /naked/ on /top of him/ no less, but now they were registered as a hero duo! Shouto wanted the paperwork taken-

-care of as soon as possible, and Sero wasn’t about to break his promise! So, now they were supposed to go on /every/ patrol together, and Sero certainly wasn’t looking forward to breaking the news to Endeavor.

“You look nervous,” Shouto said as they made their way to the agency.

“Really now, you don’t say,” Sero gulped, clutching his briefcase tightly.

“Don’t be nervous,” Shouto said, putting a hand over his, making Sero jump.

“T-Todoroki! Y-you—“

“I like it better when you-

-call me Shouto,” the bi haired man said, stopping them in their tracks as he looked Sero dead in the eyes. “Okay, Hanta-kun?”

“R-right!” Sero squeaked as his face turned red, trying to look anywhere but at the male before him. “A-anyways! L-let’s get g-going! Hah?”

“Mm, right,” Shouto said as they resumed walking, but he /didn’t let go of his hAND OH MY GOD WE’RE HOLDING HANDS/

He couldn’t think straight (hah) as they made their way closer to the agency. Fuck, it was just going to be the two of them and Endeavor today, he was going to-

-pass the /fuck out./ WHAT WAS HAPPENING!?

“There you two are,” Endeavor said, standing outside the entrance of the agency. “You’re tardy.”

“S-sorry sir!” Sero choked out, gulping nervously.

“Don’t apologize, we’re still not late,” Shouto dismissed, tightening his grip-

-on his hand as he led him into the building, /still holding his hand RIGHT IN FRONT OF ENDEAVOR/... he felt so fucking small, like a child.

“Come on, Hanta-kun,” Shouto said as he dragged Sero behind him. He got dressed in a daze, trying to stop his legs from shaking as-

-they prepared to head back out. God, could Endeavor’s gaze get any colder!?

“it’s about time,” the older man grunted. Sero was very glad he was wearing a helmet.

“Good to see you too,” Shouto grumbled, obviously rolling his eyes at the man. /did he have a death wish!?/

Endeavor kept glancing between the two of them, making Sero gulp nervously. How was this /beast/ the parent of Shouto?

“Are we going now?” Shouto asked as he tugged on Sero’s arm.

“Why is it just you two today?” Endeavor asked as they walked.

“He’s my hero partner,” Shouto-

-said easily, making Sero balk as Endeavor’s brows rose.

“Him? Your hero partner?” he asked, filling Sero with dread.

“Yes, my hero partner,” Shouto insisted, tugging Sero closer as he glared at his father. Oh god, he was going to die, wasn’t he? Sero was going to either be-

-murdered by Endeavor or die of embarrassment.

“Shouto,” he scoffed, “you don’t need a hero partner,” Endeavor sneered, looking Sero up and down. “You’ll be a great hero all on your own. A hero /partner,/” he drawled, giving Sero a glare, “will only slow you down.”

“I /want/ a hero partner,” Shouto said, practically hugging Sero’sarm to his chest. “I don’t /need/ your permission, or your approval.”

“I-“ Endeavor said as Shouto turned, pulling Sero along with him.

“To-er, Shouto,” Sero stammered, making the heterochromatic male smile.

“Should we really be talking to your dad like that?”

“I don’t care how he feels about this, about /us,/” the other insisted, making Sero’s heart leap. “I just care about what /you/ think.”

“Ah, I, okay,” he nodded, not trusting himself to say anything else.

Patrol that day started out stiff and awkward. At least for Sero it did. Endeavor looked like he was going to pop a blood vessel, and Shouto was just, normal. He didn’t hold his hand during patrol, which made sense, but it was still disappointing. He liked holding hands with-

-Shouto, even if he felt like his heart was going to give out from excitement.Any time he made a move, he felt like he was going to be set on fire just from Endeavor’s gaze. But, Shouto kept giving him little smiles throughout the day, and it made him feel better.

Well, actually, it made his face hot, his knees weak, gave him butterflies in his stomach that he couldn’t ignore, and he felt sick, but it was a good sick, he liked it.

However, for the first time ever, he wanted this patrol with Shouto to be over. He needed to be focused-

-while on patrol! And he couldn’t focus when his mind was racing with everything was happening! Shouto said he wanted to be hero partners, but they hadn’t told anyone, and they had only talked about it for a few moments! Sero hadn’t even allowed himself to /hope/ that Shouto-

-was being serious. Sure, they did the paperwork and everything, but, he was still processing it!

He finally relaxed a little bit when they finished up their patrol. It hadn’t been particularly strenuous, but it was still emotionally exhausting. Now at least he could escape-

-Endeavor’s glare.

“You did well today, Hanta-kun,” Shouto said as he walked beside him, his left shoulder slightly bumping Sero’s.

“Y-yeah! You too,” he laughed. “I mean, you do well every day, but that’s to be expected, you know?” He mentally kicked himself for his-

-sounding so stupid. He needed to get it together! He was going to be a pro soon! Curse his teenage hormones!

“Do you really think that, Hanta-kun?” he asked, looking up at him with a slightly bashful expression.

“Of course I do!” he assured him, giving him a smile.

Shouto gave him a small smiled in return, and the sight made his heart skip a beat. It jumped again when he felt Shouto’s hand wrap around his own, his touch so warm against him.

“Would you like to grab some food?” he asked, a gentle smile still on his face.

“Huh? Oh, sure, yeah,” he nodded. “Uh, did you have a place in mind?”

And that’s how they found themselves at the food stand in the park Sero had taken him to when he was a toddler.

“I didn’t know you liked this place so much,” Sero joked as they ate.

“It’s good,” the bi-coloured male responded with a shrug. “But, I just like spending time with you, this was the only place I could think of.”

“I-I see,” he laughed nervously, looking down at his bowl of udon as his face heated up.

God, why was this boy so good at making him flustered!? It wasn’t fair.

TBC

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