Seaside
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Bakugo Katsuki.
A big shot that left town one summer and never came back. And man, what a summer that was. Bonfires and late-night drinking.
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Bakugo Katsuki.
A big shot that left town one summer and never came back. And man, what a summer that was. Bonfires and late-night drinking.
Friendly jokes and touching that went too far too fast and flipped everything upside down. Just tipsy enough for boundaries to be crossed and turn that summer into a daydream.
A dream.
That’s what it felt like when Izuku remembered the way those red eyes had looked at him.
A dream.
That’s what it felt like when Izuku remembered the way those red eyes had looked at him.
All the promises whispered when they were alone. Sometimes, the smell of fire or the salt in the air would remind him. Leave him stunned for a second. Remembering. When Katsuki left town and never came back.
Those nights. Those perfect nights. Had they meant nothing?
Those nights. Those perfect nights. Had they meant nothing?
When Katsuki left permanent marks. Ones that Izuku loved and hated. Izuku couldn’t forget. He wasn’t allowed to drive out of town.
It hurt. So fucking bad. When he saw Katsuki on TV saving people, wearing the same smirk he used to flash at Izuku.
Claimed and left behind.
It hurt. So fucking bad. When he saw Katsuki on TV saving people, wearing the same smirk he used to flash at Izuku.
Claimed and left behind.
Once a deku, always a deku.
The other townsfolk never said it to his face, but Izuku heard them whisper. After so many years, word got around. Especially after Kaito was born. All their assumptions settled in as true. Left behind by an alpha.
The other townsfolk never said it to his face, but Izuku heard them whisper. After so many years, word got around. Especially after Kaito was born. All their assumptions settled in as true. Left behind by an alpha.
There must be something wrong with him—something wrong with the pup.
At least they were quiet with their pity.
After that summer, life kept on moving and Izuku had to learn how to live it.
At least they were quiet with their pity.
After that summer, life kept on moving and Izuku had to learn how to live it.
But every summer brought torments of memories as wealthy families descended on the small seaside town for local delicacies and beautiful beaches.
The Bakugo’s house sold after that summer and a new family moved in and sold it again. Repainted it and put a new roof on.
The Bakugo’s house sold after that summer and a new family moved in and sold it again. Repainted it and put a new roof on.
Added an addition. It didn’t look like the same house he’d made pillow forts with Katsuki in.
A few years later, a hurricane shifted the shoreline and wiped away the sand dunes that they hid Izuku’s trunk in when they snuck away from parties. Like they never existed at all.
A few years later, a hurricane shifted the shoreline and wiped away the sand dunes that they hid Izuku’s trunk in when they snuck away from parties. Like they never existed at all.
And maybe it was on him for thinking something like that could last.
As if an amazing Pro Hero like Dynamight would choose to stay with a small town, quirkless omega.
That was the story people ran with and Izuku accepted it after a while.
As if an amazing Pro Hero like Dynamight would choose to stay with a small town, quirkless omega.
That was the story people ran with and Izuku accepted it after a while.
He waited that next summer with his new pup, willing Katsuki to roll into town like he always did.
Then he didn’t.
He didn’t come the next year either. Or the year after that.
Eventually, Izuku stopped writing letters, stopped trying to get in contact, and stopped waiting.
Then he didn’t.
He didn’t come the next year either. Or the year after that.
Eventually, Izuku stopped writing letters, stopped trying to get in contact, and stopped waiting.
He had Kaito at least. One of the only blessings from that fateful summer. With fluffy blonde hair and curious red eyes, the resemblance was almost uncanny.
It made the pain a little easier.
It made the pain a little easier.
When his mating mark stung or the gland flared up all together, he’d hold his baby close and pressure would be bearable.
Kaito took his first steps, started to babble, got his quirk much to Izuku’s joy, and brought so much happiness.
Kaito took his first steps, started to babble, got his quirk much to Izuku’s joy, and brought so much happiness.
But he was young, only five years old and Izuku worked hard to keep the truth away from him.
Sometimes he wondered if Katsuki would’ve stayed if he’d found out about the baby. Or if he would’ve been accused of tying down a potential Hero.
Kaito didn’t need to know any of that.
Sometimes he wondered if Katsuki would’ve stayed if he’d found out about the baby. Or if he would’ve been accused of tying down a potential Hero.
Kaito didn’t need to know any of that.
And the toddler didn’t seem to care or notice the way their neighbors whispered among themselves.
/’He looks just like his father, doesn’t he?’/
/’Didn’t you hear? His quirk’s the same too.’/
/’He looks just like his father, doesn’t he?’/
/’Didn’t you hear? His quirk’s the same too.’/
Though Izuku ever confirmed that Katsuki was the father and outright denied it at times, he didn’t need to confirm it.
Another first would be starting, and it had Izuku worried. He wouldn’t be able to protect his baby forever.
Another first would be starting, and it had Izuku worried. He wouldn’t be able to protect his baby forever.
Kaito was starting school in the fall. It was only a matter of time before the questions started.
“They grow up faster than you want,” Inko said. She had a way of always knowing what he was thinking.
Izuku watched Kaito run along the beach picking up shells.
“They grow up faster than you want,” Inko said. She had a way of always knowing what he was thinking.
Izuku watched Kaito run along the beach picking up shells.
The tide was low leaving new treasures to be found. “I just don’t want him getting hurt,” Izuku said and ignored the urge to rub his mating mark.
“He’s going to find out sooner or later,” Inko said pointedly. “It would be better if he heard it from you.”
“He’s going to find out sooner or later,” Inko said pointedly. “It would be better if he heard it from you.”
He knew his mother was right. She’d done the same for him when his father skipped town. So he helped Kaito wash the new shells off and arrange them on the shelf and tucked both of them into his nest.
Kaito squirmed to turn around, his little nose twitching at the scent shift with the most adorable frown. Already taking after his sire and showing alpha tendencies. He fussed and huffed, not sure how to make it better but wanting to.
“Kaito,” Izuku said softly to get his attention, “do you remember last week when we were at the store?”
He frowned harder. “I think so?”
Izuku brushed back his hair and kissed his forehead.
He frowned harder. “I think so?”
Izuku brushed back his hair and kissed his forehead.
“And remember when we saw that little girl your age and you asked me about her parents?”
Recognition dawned in his eyes along with confusion. “You said pups don’t need two parents.”
Recognition dawned in his eyes along with confusion. “You said pups don’t need two parents.”
“No, I said that wasn’t always the case,” Izuku explained gently, capturing little hands in his. “I’m your mother. Like how grandma is my mother.”
Kaito frowned again and drew back a little.
Kaito frowned again and drew back a little.
Izuku waited for him to say something, but he just tucked up against Izuku’s chest and snuggled closer. “I don’t have a papa,” he said quietly.
“That’s right,” Izuku whispered, trying not to let the heartbreak seep into his voice. “But you do. You do have a papa.
“That’s right,” Izuku whispered, trying not to let the heartbreak seep into his voice. “But you do. You do have a papa.
He’s brave and strong and—” Izuku stopped himself, silent tears sliding down his cheeks. “I just. . .wanted to tell you.”
“But how can I have a papa?” Kaito asked, wiggling again to look at Izuku. He reached up and tried to wipe the tears away.
“But how can I have a papa?” Kaito asked, wiggling again to look at Izuku. He reached up and tried to wipe the tears away.
“Lucy’s papa takes her to get ice cream.” He narrowed his eyes to a suspicious squint. “I don’t have a papa who got me ice cream.”
“Because you’ve never met him, Kaito,” Izuku said, tucking his nose into his baby’s hair. “You know those Heroes we watch on TV sometimes?”
“Because you’ve never met him, Kaito,” Izuku said, tucking his nose into his baby’s hair. “You know those Heroes we watch on TV sometimes?”
Kaito squirmed back again with a huff. “Is papa a Hero?”
“That’s right,” Izuku said tightly, trying not to choke. “You’re handsome and smart and strong just like he is.”
His eyes widened and he settled back down.
“That’s right,” Izuku said tightly, trying not to choke. “You’re handsome and smart and strong just like he is.”
His eyes widened and he settled back down.
“I am?” The breath of wonder rattled in Izuku’s heart that never quite healed.
“You are. I actually met him when I was about your age.”
Maybe it was a mistake telling Kaito so much, but Izuku couldn’t stop himself. Despite everything he still loved Katsuki.
“You are. I actually met him when I was about your age.”
Maybe it was a mistake telling Kaito so much, but Izuku couldn’t stop himself. Despite everything he still loved Katsuki.
But the little toddler squirmed and twisted and frowned until fat tears welled up in his eyes and pops went off in his hands.
“Ka-Kaito, what’s wrong?” Izuku tried to soothe his son, but Kaito ripped out of his hands and pushed away.
“Ka-Kaito, what’s wrong?” Izuku tried to soothe his son, but Kaito ripped out of his hands and pushed away.
“Th-Th-Then why’s papa not here?” he cried, little body trembling with more emotions than he could handle. “I don’t want a papa! I don’t need him!”
Izuku tried to grab him, but Kaito stepped out of arms reach. “Kaito, honey, just let me explain—”
Izuku tried to grab him, but Kaito stepped out of arms reach. “Kaito, honey, just let me explain—”
“Papa hurt you!” he whimpered, falling back into the nest with dry sobs.
“Kaito—”
“I don’t understand,” he sniffed and rubbed at his eyes. “Do all other kids have papas?”
“Kaito—”
“I don’t understand,” he sniffed and rubbed at his eyes. “Do all other kids have papas?”
Izuku pulled Kaito into his lap and curled around him, gently combing his fingers through the back of Kaito’s hair. “No, honey. Not always.”
“Why?” He turned his face up to look at Izuku. His sticky cheeks ruddy with color.
“That’s just how it is sometimes.”
“Why?” He turned his face up to look at Izuku. His sticky cheeks ruddy with color.
“That’s just how it is sometimes.”
Afterward, Kaito seemed to forget about not having a papa, but Izuku worried that the reality of it just hadn’t settled in yet. No, that moment came a few months later.
Izuku tried to keep Kaito away from the news.
Izuku tried to keep Kaito away from the news.
But the TV had been left on while he and Inko were preparing dinner. At first, Izuku didn’t recognize the news anchor's voice. By the time he did, Kaito was already watching the story unfold as Dynamight fought a villain at the center of town.
Bloody and bruised and spouting off orders.
The remote was in Kaito’s hands as he watched the screen with a contemplative stare. He stopped the feed on a close-up of Katsuki and Izuku felt his lungs cinch.
The remote was in Kaito’s hands as he watched the screen with a contemplative stare. He stopped the feed on a close-up of Katsuki and Izuku felt his lungs cinch.
“That’s him,” Kaito said, still staring up at the screen. “That’s papa.”
It was Inko who got the remote away from him and turned the TV off while Izuku struggled to get control of himself. He wanted to claw the mating mark out.
It was Inko who got the remote away from him and turned the TV off while Izuku struggled to get control of himself. He wanted to claw the mating mark out.
He wanted to scream from the pain but couldn’t with Kaito watching.
Kaito was watching. Eyes widening with fear and tears as Inko tried to soothe Izuku and lead him out of the living room. Izuku couldn’t do anything, feeling nearly feral and the intense need to /fix/.
Kaito was watching. Eyes widening with fear and tears as Inko tried to soothe Izuku and lead him out of the living room. Izuku couldn’t do anything, feeling nearly feral and the intense need to /fix/.
His pup was hurt and left behind.
“Shhh,” Inko soothed, scenting him and holding him close. “Breathe, Izuku, it’s ok. Kaito’s safe.”
Izuku trembled as he clung to his mother like a lifeline. She essentially was. He knew he and Kaito wouldn’t be stable without her.
“Shhh,” Inko soothed, scenting him and holding him close. “Breathe, Izuku, it’s ok. Kaito’s safe.”
Izuku trembled as he clung to his mother like a lifeline. She essentially was. He knew he and Kaito wouldn’t be stable without her.
“Why do I have to miss him?” he said against her shoulder, gritting his teeth to keep from sobbing.
“I’m so sorry, Izuku,” she said, voice breaking, “I’m so sorry.”
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“I’m so sorry, Izuku,” she said, voice breaking, “I’m so sorry.”
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Another year, another summer.
Izuku was nearly at his wit's end. He’d lost count of how many times the school called him or how many times Kaito came home with a bruised cheek.
The little boy sniffed in the chair outside the principal’s office.
“Kaito—”
Izuku was nearly at his wit's end. He’d lost count of how many times the school called him or how many times Kaito came home with a bruised cheek.
The little boy sniffed in the chair outside the principal’s office.
“Kaito—”
“Mr. Midoriya,” the principal said with a pinched smile, “why don’t we talk first?”
Izuku hesitated but Kaito wouldn’t look at him. “I’ll be just a minute,” he said, hating the way Kaito stiffened at his touch.
The familiar office only brought dread.
Izuku hesitated but Kaito wouldn’t look at him. “I’ll be just a minute,” he said, hating the way Kaito stiffened at his touch.
The familiar office only brought dread.
Izuku already knew what lecture was coming. “Principal Takada, I’m so sorry—”
He waved his hand in dismissal, cutting Izuku off. “Let’s just cut to the chase, Mr. Midoriya.” He laced his hands, thick glasses catching the sun's glare.
He waved his hand in dismissal, cutting Izuku off. “Let’s just cut to the chase, Mr. Midoriya.” He laced his hands, thick glasses catching the sun's glare.
“Your son, Kaito, hit another student after recess.”
Izuku deflated, at a loss for words. “Why would he do that?”
“Mr. Midoriya, Kaito has had more than a dozen infractions this semester alone.” He sat back with a sigh. “Usually, problems like these begin at home.”
Izuku deflated, at a loss for words. “Why would he do that?”
“Mr. Midoriya, Kaito has had more than a dozen infractions this semester alone.” He sat back with a sigh. “Usually, problems like these begin at home.”
It was pretty clear what he meant. Still, it made Izuku bristle and fight the bile rising in his throat. “I will talk to him,” he said and went to stand.
“Boy needs a father,” the principal said. He smiled gently when Izuku blanched.
“Boy needs a father,” the principal said. He smiled gently when Izuku blanched.
“Listen, Mr. Midoriya, everyone knows you’re doing your best here, but the fact of the matter is that your son is uncontrollable.”
“Uncontrollable?” Izuku scoffed, struggling to stay calm. “There isn’t anything wrong with him!”
“Uncontrollable?” Izuku scoffed, struggling to stay calm. “There isn’t anything wrong with him!”
“Now, Mr. Midoriya, there’s no reason to get upset—”
“I’m not /upset/,” Izuku bit out through gritted teeth. “I am taking my son and leaving. I apologize for his behavior.”
He walked out and took Kaito by the hand, thankful that the principal kept quiet.
“I’m not /upset/,” Izuku bit out through gritted teeth. “I am taking my son and leaving. I apologize for his behavior.”
He walked out and took Kaito by the hand, thankful that the principal kept quiet.
Kaito stumbled after Izuku, struggling with the fast pace but Izuku couldn’t slow down.
“Mama?” Kaito whimpered, tripping and dragged back up by Izuku’s hold.
“I’m sorry,” Izuku said, scooping Kaito into his arms and tucked his nose into soft blonde hair while he walked.
“Mama?” Kaito whimpered, tripping and dragged back up by Izuku’s hold.
“I’m sorry,” Izuku said, scooping Kaito into his arms and tucked his nose into soft blonde hair while he walked.
“I’m sorry.”
After a minute, Kaito leaned back, his little hands cupping Izuku’s face while his red eyes searched for something. “They said papa didn’t want me,” he whispered, blinking as fresh tears glazed his eyes. “They said papa left because I’m bad.”
After a minute, Kaito leaned back, his little hands cupping Izuku’s face while his red eyes searched for something. “They said papa didn’t want me,” he whispered, blinking as fresh tears glazed his eyes. “They said papa left because I’m bad.”
“No, no,” Izuku said quickly, “no, he didn’t—You’re not bad. Who said you were bad?”
Kaito hiccupped and fought to get out of Izuku’s hold.
“Kaito, talk to me.”
“No!”
“Kaito, please—”
“Papa’s not here!” Kaito yelled, smoke curling out of his clenched fists.
Kaito hiccupped and fought to get out of Izuku’s hold.
“Kaito, talk to me.”
“No!”
“Kaito, please—”
“Papa’s not here!” Kaito yelled, smoke curling out of his clenched fists.
“Because I’m bad!”
“You’re not bad!” Izuku said, struggling not to yell back. He carried Kaito down to the docks where they could get a little peace and quiet.
Water lapped at the weathered wood and boats, but other than that it was peaceful, familiar.
“You’re not bad!” Izuku said, struggling not to yell back. He carried Kaito down to the docks where they could get a little peace and quiet.
Water lapped at the weathered wood and boats, but other than that it was peaceful, familiar.
“You’re not bad,” Izuku said again. “Papa’s not here because of me. It’s my fault. Not yours.”
Kaito turned into his chest with a sniffle. “Why?”
“That’s a hard question,” Izuku said breathlessly, staring out across the water like he’d done countless times.
Kaito turned into his chest with a sniffle. “Why?”
“That’s a hard question,” Izuku said breathlessly, staring out across the water like he’d done countless times.
Asking the same question. “It’s just sometimes, people aren’t mean to last.” He smiled a little at Kaito’s angry grumbles. “But you know what?”
Kaito looked up at him with a frown. “What?”
Kaito looked up at him with a frown. “What?”
“I have you,” Izuku said and nuzzled his cheek, “and you are the best thing that ever happened to me.”
“I am?” He squealed when Izuku pinched his sides.
“Yep! You’ve got these adorable cheeks and the most amazing quirk, and you’re kind, and you always offer to help grandma.”
“I am?” He squealed when Izuku pinched his sides.
“Yep! You’ve got these adorable cheeks and the most amazing quirk, and you’re kind, and you always offer to help grandma.”
Izuku hugged him tight while he giggled. “How about some ice cream?”
“Ice cream sounds good.”
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“Hurry! We’ll be late!” Kaito yelled from the living room, stomping his foot.
“Ice cream sounds good.”
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“Hurry! We’ll be late!” Kaito yelled from the living room, stomping his foot.
“So impatient,” Izuku teased and shoved his too-big bucket hat down over his eyes. “It’s grandma we’re waiting for.”
Inko shot him a playful glare before ushering them out of the house.
Inko shot him a playful glare before ushering them out of the house.
Izuku started up his old truck and dropped his mother off at work first and then started towards the school. Kaito shifted with nervousness. “You can’t hit people, Kaito. We’ve talked about that. You’re supposed—”
“To walk away,” he huffed and turned towards the window.
“To walk away,” he huffed and turned towards the window.
“I know.”
“Then you have to do it next time,” Izuku said sternly. “You can’t keep getting into fights.”
“Then they need to shut up.”
“Kaito!” Izuku hit the breaks and turned to his son who still refused to look at him.
“Then you have to do it next time,” Izuku said sternly. “You can’t keep getting into fights.”
“Then they need to shut up.”
“Kaito!” Izuku hit the breaks and turned to his son who still refused to look at him.
He pinched the bridge of his nose.“Kaito, you can’t tell people to shut up. That’s a bad word.”
The little boy crossed his arms over his chest. “Then they shouldn’t stupid tell lies.”
The little boy crossed his arms over his chest. “Then they shouldn’t stupid tell lies.”
Izuku took a deliberate deep breath. “Stupid is a bad word too. What they say doesn’t matter. It’s not true. You know that.” He wished Kaito would look at him. “Promise me you’ll be good today. Please, Kaito?”
His nose twitched as Izuku began scenting him, hoping it’d help keep him calm through the day. Kaito soften and finally looked up at him with a timid nod. “I’ll be good,” he said quietly and got out of the truck.
Izuku waited until he was inside the school before he left.
Izuku waited until he was inside the school before he left.
He worked at a small relator company. The only one in town. Handled the multimillion-dollar houses and the shabby apartments.
“Izuku!” Rai said as soon as he walked in. “Is Kaito feeling better?”
“I think so,” Izuku said and set his bag down at his desk.
“Izuku!” Rai said as soon as he walked in. “Is Kaito feeling better?”
“I think so,” Izuku said and set his bag down at his desk.
“What’s the plan for today?”
She handed him a folder. “Another rental over on the south bank.”
“Nice place,” Izuku muttered as he flipped through the pictures. “Have you talked to the buyers?”
She handed him a folder. “Another rental over on the south bank.”
“Nice place,” Izuku muttered as he flipped through the pictures. “Have you talked to the buyers?”
“Nope. They won’t be down until the weekend, but they want to get an inspection done.”
“Alright. I’ll call Yuri and get it scheduled,” Izuku said and sat the file down.
Rai smiled and went back to the receptionist's desk at the front.
“Alright. I’ll call Yuri and get it scheduled,” Izuku said and sat the file down.
Rai smiled and went back to the receptionist's desk at the front.
It wasn’t until lunch that Izuku looked away from the spreadsheets and took a break. Rai was still at the desk mindlessly eating trail mix while watching the TV.
“Damn shame,” she sighed, eyes hook on the news anchor talking about the number one Hero.
“Damn shame,” she sighed, eyes hook on the news anchor talking about the number one Hero.
The old bite mark started burning like an irritated itch. Izuku rubbed at it, acting like he had a sore neck. “Wh-What are they talking about?”
He always liked Rai. Only moved to town a few years ago and didn’t hold onto the town's suspicions. Or didn’t care for the gossip.
He always liked Rai. Only moved to town a few years ago and didn’t hold onto the town's suspicions. Or didn’t care for the gossip.
Still, he saw a flash of remorse in her eyes. She cleared her throat and picked the remote up.
“I guess someone’s finally snatching him up,” she said. “Guess it was only a matter of time.”
Izuku blinked, sure that he was miss hearing.
“I guess someone’s finally snatching him up,” she said. “Guess it was only a matter of time.”
Izuku blinked, sure that he was miss hearing.
“What?” he asked, feeling his hands shake and heart pound. “What did you say?”
She turned the volume up.
“In a press release today, Pro Hero Dynamight’s spoke person announced that he’s begun the courting process,” the news anchor said cheerily.
She turned the volume up.
“In a press release today, Pro Hero Dynamight’s spoke person announced that he’s begun the courting process,” the news anchor said cheerily.
“It’s unclear if the number one Hero has an omega in mind or if he’s simply ready for love.”
Rai shrugged and turned the volume down. “I heard rumors that he’s going to announce an engagement soon.” She looked over at Izuku and her eyes shot open. “Izuku!”
He stumbled.
Rai shrugged and turned the volume down. “I heard rumors that he’s going to announce an engagement soon.” She looked over at Izuku and her eyes shot open. “Izuku!”
He stumbled.
A vase shattered, sending water and flowers across the tile floors.
“You’re bleeding!”
He could see Rai but she felt and sounded so far away.
Kacchan. . .
“I’m going to call an ambulance. Hold on!”
KacchanKacchanKacchan
“Somebody help!”
“You’re bleeding!”
He could see Rai but she felt and sounded so far away.
Kacchan. . .
“I’m going to call an ambulance. Hold on!”
KacchanKacchanKacchan
“Somebody help!”
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“Mr. Midoriya, can you hear me?”
A bright light flickered in Izuku's eyes as he came to with a massive headache and heavy body.
“Easy now, we had to sedate you,” the doctor said. “How do you feel?”
It took a minute to process what he’d asked before Izuku could answer.
A bright light flickered in Izuku's eyes as he came to with a massive headache and heavy body.
“Easy now, we had to sedate you,” the doctor said. “How do you feel?”
It took a minute to process what he’d asked before Izuku could answer.
“What happened?”
“Well,” the doctor started with a heavy breath, “you had a rejection episode.”
Izuku reached up and felt the thick bandage on his neck, the memories from earlier slowly coming back to him.
“How long ago did you receive that mating mark?”
“Well,” the doctor started with a heavy breath, “you had a rejection episode.”
Izuku reached up and felt the thick bandage on his neck, the memories from earlier slowly coming back to him.
“How long ago did you receive that mating mark?”
The doctor’s voice was gentle but even Inko recoiled.
“Here, this will help.”
Izuku pressed the cloth to his nose and took a shaky breath. The overwhelming pain dissipated almost as quickly as it had come over him.
“Here, this will help.”
Izuku pressed the cloth to his nose and took a shaky breath. The overwhelming pain dissipated almost as quickly as it had come over him.
“Almost seven years,” he answered, unable to believe it’d been so long. Inko reached over and quickly wiped away the tears that slid down his cheeks.
The doctor pressed his lips into a thin smile like he figured that was the answer. “And the alpha? Where are they?”
The doctor pressed his lips into a thin smile like he figured that was the answer. “And the alpha? Where are they?”
“Not here,” Inko answered. She combed a hand through Izuku’s hair. “They were just teenagers.”
“I see.” The doctor picked up the clipboard, tapping the pen against it while he thought. “Unfortunately, there’s no cure for a broken heart.” He paused with a thick swallow.
“I see.” The doctor picked up the clipboard, tapping the pen against it while he thought. “Unfortunately, there’s no cure for a broken heart.” He paused with a thick swallow.
“Or a rejection. But there have been omegas who were able to recover dramatically after being with a different alpha. There are also some scent therapies that can make adverse reactions easier to handle.”
Izuku closed his eyes. Realistically he knew the doctor was right.
Izuku closed his eyes. Realistically he knew the doctor was right.
He should move on. Find a nice alpha who wouldn’t mind damaged goods and give Kaito a father.
But the thought broke his heart. Shattered it.
He wanted his Kacchan.
But the thought broke his heart. Shattered it.
He wanted his Kacchan.
“Mr. Midoriya,” the doctor said catching his attention, “it’s a miracle that you’ve managed this well for so long, however, without some resolution you’ll continue to experience these rejection episodes. I know you have a son. You could accidentally injure him.”
“Kaito,” Izuku breathed, not even wanting to imagine that. “Where is he?”
Inko set her hand on top of his with a small smile. “With Rai. She’s watching him in the waiting room.” She turned to the doctor. “You mentioned scent therapy.”
Inko set her hand on top of his with a small smile. “With Rai. She’s watching him in the waiting room.” She turned to the doctor. “You mentioned scent therapy.”
“Right, yes,” the doctor motioned to the cloth Izuku was holding. “Similar to over-the-counter scent patches, these are stronger and have a counter scent that helps to soothe hormonal shifts. They’re not 100% effective but many patients report significant improvements.”
“We’ll do that,” she said and gave Izuku a reassuring pat.
“I’ll get you checked out then.”
“I hate seeing you like this,” Inko said after the doctor left.
The mating mark burned under the bandages. Izuku laid back, breathing through the familiar pain.
“I’ll get you checked out then.”
“I hate seeing you like this,” Inko said after the doctor left.
The mating mark burned under the bandages. Izuku laid back, breathing through the familiar pain.
“He’s moving on,” he whispered. He blinked, feeling tears run down his cheeks. “I guess I should too.”
Inko sniffled and held his hand. “Oh, Izuku. All I’ve ever wanted is for you to be happy.”
Inko sniffled and held his hand. “Oh, Izuku. All I’ve ever wanted is for you to be happy.”
After getting the new scent patches and discharge paperwork, Izuku went to get Kaito. He was sitting in the waiting room with Rai half asleep in the chair. She smiled at him and picked Kaito up.
“I hope you’re feeling better,” Rai said before handing Kaito over to Izuku.
“I hope you’re feeling better,” Rai said before handing Kaito over to Izuku.
“I am.” Izuku tucked his nose into Kaito’s hair and felt the burning fade. “I’m sorry for worrying you.”
Rai stepped back; hands shoved into her pockets. “I didn’t realize—”
“It’s fine,” Izuku cut off with a hard swallow.
Her eyes widened but she nodded.
Rai stepped back; hands shoved into her pockets. “I didn’t realize—”
“It’s fine,” Izuku cut off with a hard swallow.
Her eyes widened but she nodded.
“I’ll see you in a few days, Izuku.”
As she walked away, Izuku felt guilty and embarrassed. He wanted to go home. But the car ride was long and slow—so much traffic from weekenders coming down to party.
As she walked away, Izuku felt guilty and embarrassed. He wanted to go home. But the car ride was long and slow—so much traffic from weekenders coming down to party.
Izuku watched a group of out-of-town teenagers descend on the beach and splash into the water.
“Maybe we should move,” Inko said, shocking Izuku out of his daze.
“What?” The thought of moving made him sick.
But Inko ignored him, knuckles white around the steering wheel.
“Maybe we should move,” Inko said, shocking Izuku out of his daze.
“What?” The thought of moving made him sick.
But Inko ignored him, knuckles white around the steering wheel.
“I moved after your father,” she said steadily. “I think it would be best.”
The mating mark burned and made Izuku’s hand flinch to itch it, but he held back.
“I can’t—” Inko cut off when her voice broke. “I can’t keep watching you like this, Izuku.
The mating mark burned and made Izuku’s hand flinch to itch it, but he held back.
“I can’t—” Inko cut off when her voice broke. “I can’t keep watching you like this, Izuku.
/You/ can’t keep pretending that nothing is wrong.”
“I’m not pretending anything,” Izuku defended, wincing at the edge in his voice. “I’m fine.”
“You are not fine,” Inko snapped and looked at him hard. “You are not fine, Izuku.”
But he had to be fine.
“I’m not pretending anything,” Izuku defended, wincing at the edge in his voice. “I’m fine.”
“You are not fine,” Inko snapped and looked at him hard. “You are not fine, Izuku.”
But he had to be fine.
There wasn’t another option.
“You loved him.”
He still did.
“And I thought he loved you, too. But Katsuki left.”
Stop.
“You have to deal with that, Izuku.”
Tears were sliding down his cheeks, but he couldn’t move.
“You loved him.”
He still did.
“And I thought he loved you, too. But Katsuki left.”
Stop.
“You have to deal with that, Izuku.”
Tears were sliding down his cheeks, but he couldn’t move.
Like his arms and heart were suddenly made of lead as his mother continued.
“I want you to be happy and healthy. I want you to find someone that loves you.” The sternness in her eyes faded away to remorse. “Someone who will stay with you.”
Stay.
Such a simple word. A request.
“I want you to be happy and healthy. I want you to find someone that loves you.” The sternness in her eyes faded away to remorse. “Someone who will stay with you.”
Stay.
Such a simple word. A request.
It felt meaningless and hollow in Izuku’s chest. Maybe that night was blurry, but the summer wasn’t. Izuku remembered every late-night conversation. All the time they’d spent together during the few weeks of freedom Katsuki had between internships and classes starting.
Somewhere in the back of his mind, he wondered what would happen when Katsuki became a Pro Hero, but he never let himself ponder. Too afraid of the answer.
This was his answer.
Left behind with a pup chasing memories.
“We’re not moving,” Izuku said with a shaky breath.
This was his answer.
Left behind with a pup chasing memories.
“We’re not moving,” Izuku said with a shaky breath.
“We can’t afford it.”
Inko huffed through her nose. “Then I hope this scent therapy helps.”
It did.
Izuku improved significantly and he wished he’d started the therapy sooner. Even the mark was fading. Which he had mixed feelings about.
Inko huffed through her nose. “Then I hope this scent therapy helps.”
It did.
Izuku improved significantly and he wished he’d started the therapy sooner. Even the mark was fading. Which he had mixed feelings about.
His doctor was pleased with the results, but it didn’t heal anything important.
He could watch Katsuki on TV and not feel the need to scratch his skin raw. He could smell fire and not think of crimson eyes.
Katsuki had faded from a ghost to a memory.
He could watch Katsuki on TV and not feel the need to scratch his skin raw. He could smell fire and not think of crimson eyes.
Katsuki had faded from a ghost to a memory.
The ache in his chest eased to a dull throb every once in a while.
But it didn’t matter. He had to get better for Kaito and his mother. Living in the past wasn’t an option.
So Izuku picked up his tattered heart and focused on moving forward.
But it didn’t matter. He had to get better for Kaito and his mother. Living in the past wasn’t an option.
So Izuku picked up his tattered heart and focused on moving forward.
He had hoped that Kaito’s behavior would improve as well, but that didn’t seem to be the case. The fights at school stopped for the most part. Though sometimes he’d still come home with dirty clothes and scuffed hands. But his quirk started popping off more.
Almost uncontrollably.
Happy, angry, sad, it didn’t matter. Smoke and small explosions followed. They couldn’t afford a quirk tutor and though Izuku tried, referring back to when Katsuki first got his quirk, the mention of his father would only upset Kaito more.
Happy, angry, sad, it didn’t matter. Smoke and small explosions followed. They couldn’t afford a quirk tutor and though Izuku tried, referring back to when Katsuki first got his quirk, the mention of his father would only upset Kaito more.
It wasn’t what Izuku wanted, and he felt defeated.
“Listen,” Rai said after he’d vented to her, “he’s a dick for ignoring you and all, but maybe it’s time he finally faced the music?”
“Like, go to his agency?” The thought alone made Izuku’s skin itch.
“Listen,” Rai said after he’d vented to her, “he’s a dick for ignoring you and all, but maybe it’s time he finally faced the music?”
“Like, go to his agency?” The thought alone made Izuku’s skin itch.
It’d been years since he’d last seen Katsuki.
Rai shrugged, chewing through a bite of her sandwich. “Who better to give you tips on Kaito’s quirk than the man he got it from?”
“I don’t know if that would be such a good idea,” Izuku muttered.
Rai shrugged, chewing through a bite of her sandwich. “Who better to give you tips on Kaito’s quirk than the man he got it from?”
“I don’t know if that would be such a good idea,” Izuku muttered.
“Kaito doesn’t like him very much.”
“Kid’s a firecracker for sure,” she said and laughed. “Does he have to go with you, though? Couldn’t your mom watch him for a weekend?”
“She could,” he considered, and maybe it wasn’t such a bad idea.
“Kid’s a firecracker for sure,” she said and laughed. “Does he have to go with you, though? Couldn’t your mom watch him for a weekend?”
“She could,” he considered, and maybe it wasn’t such a bad idea.
He was sure he could be civil with Katsuki now that the mark had faded. If it was what was best for Kaito then he’d push through anything. “Thanks, Rai. I’ll see you next week.”
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“Are you sure about this?”
Izuku finished zipping up his travel bag before he turned to his mother. He didn’t answer. “I don’t know what else to do,” Izuku said. “But I can’t keep seeing him struggle like this.”
Inko sighed, the kitchen towel in her hands twisted tight.
Izuku finished zipping up his travel bag before he turned to his mother. He didn’t answer. “I don’t know what else to do,” Izuku said. “But I can’t keep seeing him struggle like this.”
Inko sighed, the kitchen towel in her hands twisted tight.
“I know how you’re feeling, Izuku. Please don’t forget that.”
“I know,” Izuku said and pulled her into a hug. “I’ll be ok, I promise.”
He took one last look at Kaito asleep in his room before picking up his bag and heading out to his car.
“I know,” Izuku said and pulled her into a hug. “I’ll be ok, I promise.”
He took one last look at Kaito asleep in his room before picking up his bag and heading out to his car.
It was the first time he’d been away from his baby for longer than a few hours. Izuku kept reminding himself that it was for Kaito. To help him. That was all.
Still, Izuku triple-checked that he’d packed enough scent blockers for the weekend.
Still, Izuku triple-checked that he’d packed enough scent blockers for the weekend.
It was probably overkill but he’d rather be safe than sorry. He closed the door to the truck and sat there, hands flexing on the steering wheel while he struggled to find the will to turn the key.
Izuku glanced at his reflection. Fighting.
Izuku glanced at his reflection. Fighting.
Glancing back and forth a few times until he gave in and pulled down the collar of his shirt. The bite was faded. In a few years, it might disappear completely.
He started the truck and pulled out of the driveway.
The same truck Katsuki had kissed him in so many times.
He started the truck and pulled out of the driveway.
The same truck Katsuki had kissed him in so many times.
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It’d been a long time since Izuku had been to the city. The seaside fell away to subdivisions and skyscrapers. The closer he got, the harder his heartbeat.
It’d been a long time since Izuku had been to the city. The seaside fell away to subdivisions and skyscrapers. The closer he got, the harder his heartbeat.
The entire drive he tried to think of what he would say to Katsuki when he saw him. A part of his brain questioning if he’d done something to make Katsuki leave. Maybe he was angry. Izuku told himself that didn’t make sense. It’d been years anyway.
He hoped for at least a civil conversation. But the entire problem revolved around Kaito. If they’d just been meeting as old lovers, everything would be different. In a way, it would be easier. But Izuku had no idea how Katsuki would react to the news.
Maybe he knew and didn’t care, or maybe the letter and messages never reached him.
Both left a pit in Izuku’s stomach.
His old truck stuck out in the city. He was happy to leave it in the hotel parking lot when he checked in.
Both left a pit in Izuku’s stomach.
His old truck stuck out in the city. He was happy to leave it in the hotel parking lot when he checked in.
From his room, he could see heroes walking the streets. Somewhere in the city, Katsuki was patrolling too.
But he’d deal with that later. For the time being, Izuku decided to let himself rest and adjust. The drive was long, and he was tired. Not to mention it was late.
But he’d deal with that later. For the time being, Izuku decided to let himself rest and adjust. The drive was long, and he was tired. Not to mention it was late.
He sat on the edge of his bed and called his mother.
He smiled at Kaito’s voice.
“Mama, when are you coming home?”
“In a few days,” Izuku said. He laid back on the bed and stared up at the ceiling as Kaito told him about his day at the beach with grandma.
He smiled at Kaito’s voice.
“Mama, when are you coming home?”
“In a few days,” Izuku said. He laid back on the bed and stared up at the ceiling as Kaito told him about his day at the beach with grandma.
After a while, Inko took the phone. “How are you feeling?” she asked.
“I haven’t done any of the hard stuff yet,” Izuku said, turning his head to look out the window. “I’ll let you know.”
“Alright,” she said with a heavy sigh.
“I haven’t done any of the hard stuff yet,” Izuku said, turning his head to look out the window. “I’ll let you know.”
“Alright,” she said with a heavy sigh.
“Don’t push yourself too hard. We can always figure something else out. There are better programs in other cities.”
The thought of moving still left a bitter taste in his mouth. “I know,” he said. “I'll call you tomorrow.”
“Good night, Izuku. I love you.”
“Love you, too.”
The thought of moving still left a bitter taste in his mouth. “I know,” he said. “I'll call you tomorrow.”
“Good night, Izuku. I love you.”
“Love you, too.”
He tossed the phone to the side and rubbed his face.
He didn’t sleep that night. His anxiety was too high. All that played in his mind were possible scenarios. Anger. Joy. Some mixture of the two. Gentle understanding. An angry fight. Izuku didn’t know which he’d prefer.
He didn’t sleep that night. His anxiety was too high. All that played in his mind were possible scenarios. Anger. Joy. Some mixture of the two. Gentle understanding. An angry fight. Izuku didn’t know which he’d prefer.
Despite all the prepping, his mind drew blank as he approached Dynamight Agency.
He didn’t expect it to be so busy with phones ringing and so people lingering in the lobby. Slowly he worked his wait to one of the receptionists.
He didn’t expect it to be so busy with phones ringing and so people lingering in the lobby. Slowly he worked his wait to one of the receptionists.
She looked stung out, a smile plastered to her face as she answered calls, put them on hold, and directed people with questions. She finally looked at Izuku and set a clipboard on the counter. “Fill this out and I’ll have an adjuster be right with you.”
“I’m not here to file a report,” Izuku said but she’d already picked up a ringing phone. “I need to speak with, um, Dyna—Dynamight.”
She leaned away from the phone and covered the receiver with her hand. “Do you have an appointment?”
“No, I—”
She leaned away from the phone and covered the receiver with her hand. “Do you have an appointment?”
“No, I—”
“Look, sir, I’m sorry but Mr. Dynamight is very busy and doesn’t speak with pedestrians.”
Izuku bristled. “It’s important.” His annoyance grew as she turned to help someone else. “I’m an old friend.”
She paused and came back to him.
Izuku bristled. “It’s important.” His annoyance grew as she turned to help someone else. “I’m an old friend.”
She paused and came back to him.
“Your best chance of getting in contact with Mr. Dynamight would be sending him a text. He’s out on patrol today, so no point in waiting around for him. Have a nice day.”
Izuku stepped back and people filled in his place.
Izuku stepped back and people filled in his place.
He was walking out of the agency before he processed that his feet were moving, or the implication in her voice that he /should/ have Katsuki’s number.
He /should/ know where he is.
They weren’t old friends. They were more than that and nothing at the same time.
He /should/ know where he is.
They weren’t old friends. They were more than that and nothing at the same time.
Something hollow that held an echo.
It rang in Izuku’s ears. The pressure closing up his throat as he stumbled down the sidewalk, barely keeping himself together.
Somehow, he got to a park and sat down on a bench, hands clasped over his mouth to keep from sobbing.
It rang in Izuku’s ears. The pressure closing up his throat as he stumbled down the sidewalk, barely keeping himself together.
Somehow, he got to a park and sat down on a bench, hands clasped over his mouth to keep from sobbing.
There was a time when Katsuki had said he loved him.
A time when those words became ingrained in Izuku’s body and euphoria filled his veins.
It wasn’t even the mating mark making his life hard anymore, Izuku realized. He was just still in love with Katsuki.
A time when those words became ingrained in Izuku’s body and euphoria filled his veins.
It wasn’t even the mating mark making his life hard anymore, Izuku realized. He was just still in love with Katsuki.
He wondered if it was even possible to love someone else, to settle for second best. That didn’t seem fair.
Nothing was fair.
Izuku stood and wiped his cheeks. There would be a time for all that. But this weekend was meant for Kaito and his future. It was for Kaito.
Nothing was fair.
Izuku stood and wiped his cheeks. There would be a time for all that. But this weekend was meant for Kaito and his future. It was for Kaito.
Izuku would do anything for his pup.
Including finding Katsuki, even if he had to search the entire city on foot.
Luckily that wasn’t the case and there were several social media accounts that followed the Hero’s every move. There was a villain being pursued a few blocks away.
Including finding Katsuki, even if he had to search the entire city on foot.
Luckily that wasn’t the case and there were several social media accounts that followed the Hero’s every move. There was a villain being pursued a few blocks away.
Izuku got an alert on his phone to evacuate the area and saw people turning around. No one seemed to be in a hurry though. The city and traffic shifted with the closure and continued on about their day, fully trusting the Heroes to keep them safe.
A barricade was set up by police and Izuku managed to get through the crowd. He watched in awe as Heroes put out fires and reinforced a damaged building.
But he didn’t see Katsuki.
The social media account pinged that the villain was apprehended.
But he didn’t see Katsuki.
The social media account pinged that the villain was apprehended.
The crowd at the barricade thinned out when the support heroes moved further down the street and out of sight. Just as Izuku was about to leave there was a crash and a scream.
Whistles broke through the chatter of the crowd.
Whistles broke through the chatter of the crowd.
Shouts from the police telling them to move further back but Izuku caught the smell of distress and froze.
An immature scent. A child. He shoved against the officers, trying to spot the child and yelling at the cops that there was a kid out there.
An immature scent. A child. He shoved against the officers, trying to spot the child and yelling at the cops that there was a kid out there.
“The heroes will deal with it!” one yelled as he forced Izuku back. “It’s not safe here!”
But Izuku barely heard him. He caught a glimpse of movement from behind one of the parked cars on the street. “There’s a child,” he said, panic making his voice shake.
But Izuku barely heard him. He caught a glimpse of movement from behind one of the parked cars on the street. “There’s a child,” he said, panic making his voice shake.
Everyone froze when there was a louder, closer crash and something barreling down the street at them. People screamed and the officers rushed forward.
Izuku pushed past them and the barricade, sprinting towards the car.
Izuku pushed past them and the barricade, sprinting towards the car.
He ducked behind it just as the villain crashed into another building and debris rained down.
“Hi,” Izuku gasped, grabbing hold of the sobbing child. A toddler in complete hysterics. He tucked them under his chin and held them close. “It’s ok, I’ve got you.”
“Hi,” Izuku gasped, grabbing hold of the sobbing child. A toddler in complete hysterics. He tucked them under his chin and held them close. “It’s ok, I’ve got you.”
He held tighter at another crash. The car rocked, glass shattering. The toddler’s scream was muffled against Izuku’s chest. “I’ve got you,” he whispered before leaning around the car.
The villain was bleeding and stumbling but didn’t look ready to give up the fight.
The villain was bleeding and stumbling but didn’t look ready to give up the fight.
The barricade was pushed back further. So far that people looked indistinguishable, and they were still moving.
“Let’s make this quick,” someone said. “I’m ready for my lunch break.”
Izuku tried to crawl away as the fighting picked up and the heroes shouted at each other.
“Let’s make this quick,” someone said. “I’m ready for my lunch break.”
Izuku tried to crawl away as the fighting picked up and the heroes shouted at each other.
The toddler had calmed down to sniffles and hiccups, her eyes screwed shut. “I’ve got you,” Izuku continued to whisper even as he was scared to death.
The villain was thrown into the car that was their original hiding spot. Izuku froze as his eyes locked with the villain.
The villain was thrown into the car that was their original hiding spot. Izuku froze as his eyes locked with the villain.
“Run,” he said, legs following the order a second later as the villain started getting up. The little girl cried, clinging to Izuku as he tore down the littered sidewalk, not daring to look behind him.
“Civilians!”
“Someone get over there now!”
“Civilians!”
“Someone get over there now!”
“Kaito. . .” Izuku whispered, tears blurring his vision. “I’m sorry.” He tossed the toddler to the Hero who appeared in front of him, her brown eyes wide and arms stretched out.
Izuku didn’t hear what she screamed.
Izuku didn’t hear what she screamed.
The air was knocked from his lungs and his vision spotted, the sensation of flying through the air following.
The sky was so blue. Like the ocean on a clear day.
Whatever was wrapped around his waist pulled him down and towards the ground.
The sky was so blue. Like the ocean on a clear day.
Whatever was wrapped around his waist pulled him down and towards the ground.
A shadow fell over him, blocked out by the afternoon sun. Izuku reached forward. Hoping and praying.
The light shifted and Izuku caught a glimpse of blond hair and familiar red eyes just before an explosion went off and they were propelled back into the air.
The light shifted and Izuku caught a glimpse of blond hair and familiar red eyes just before an explosion went off and they were propelled back into the air.
Izuku felt weightless for a moment before he was drawn in.
Even in the chaos, he’d know that scent anywhere.
They landed hard, but Katsuki’s eyes were looked on the villain as he handed Izuku off to another Hero.
“Come with me,” she said. “Let’s get you to an ambulance.”
Even in the chaos, he’d know that scent anywhere.
They landed hard, but Katsuki’s eyes were looked on the villain as he handed Izuku off to another Hero.
“Come with me,” she said. “Let’s get you to an ambulance.”
“The kid—” Izuku said, whipping his head around to find the little girl.
The Hero, Uravity, smiled. “She’s ok. But you’re pretty shaken up. Come on.”
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The Hero, Uravity, smiled. “She’s ok. But you’re pretty shaken up. Come on.”
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Izuku sat in the ambulance while the EMT patched up the glass cuts on his hands and face. He watched from afar as the little girl was reunited with her mother and they left.
He wanted nothing more than to go back to his hotel room and sleep but knew that wasn’t happening when the police approached him.
They wanted a statement, so Izuku reluctantly went with them. He was surprised when they drove to Dynamight Agency instead of the police station.
They wanted a statement, so Izuku reluctantly went with them. He was surprised when they drove to Dynamight Agency instead of the police station.
“We just need a statement,” the officer said when Izuku asked. “It shouldn’t be long. No reason to take you to the station.”
They took him through the lobby to one of the back rooms and told him to take a seat. Izuku pulled out his phone and texted Inko.
They took him through the lobby to one of the back rooms and told him to take a seat. Izuku pulled out his phone and texted Inko.
With how late it was getting, he doubted he’d be able to call like he’d promised. He smiled when Inko sent a picture of Kaito smiling with ice cream smeared across his cheeks.
Izuku set the phone down when the office door opened.
He didn’t expect to see Katsuki.
Izuku set the phone down when the office door opened.
He didn’t expect to see Katsuki.
All the words he’d prepared earlier vanished, but that summer and all the others came back to him in waves. He wondered if Katsuki was feeling the same as his face went through a range of emotions and he blinked a few times like he couldn’t believe what he was seeing.
“Deku,” he breathed. The old nickname was so familiar, said with such fondness that Izuku nearly broke right there.
But that summer. . .
Izuku swallowed and took a deep breath. “Hey, Kac. . .Katsuki.”
. . .was in the past.
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But that summer. . .
Izuku swallowed and took a deep breath. “Hey, Kac. . .Katsuki.”
. . .was in the past.
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The thing about the past is it never really leaves. It lingers in scars and the ghost of touches. So many summers Izuku spent chasing Katsuki down the beaches at low tide and splashing into the water.
Izuku rubbed at the mating mark. There was a dull pain.
Izuku rubbed at the mating mark. There was a dull pain.
Buried deep under his skin. He wondered if it would ever fade or if Katsuki was permanently etched into his bones.
Katsuki’s face softened, a pensive frown taking over. “What were you thinking?”
“There was a child,” Izuku said slowly.
Katsuki’s face softened, a pensive frown taking over. “What were you thinking?”
“There was a child,” Izuku said slowly.
He pulled out a chair to sit and avoided looking at the Hero before him. “They would’ve been hurt.”
“You’re lucky you didn’t get yourself killed,” Katsuki said. He let out a breath, the noise loud in the quiet office. “It’s been a while.”
“You’re lucky you didn’t get yourself killed,” Katsuki said. He let out a breath, the noise loud in the quiet office. “It’s been a while.”
Izuku bit the inside of his lip, fingers curling into his dirty jeans. “Yeah,” he choked out. “A couple years.”
The chair across the table creaked as Katsuki sat down. “Did you move?”
“No,” Izuku said, shaking his head. “I’m just. . .visiting for the weekend.”
The chair across the table creaked as Katsuki sat down. “Did you move?”
“No,” Izuku said, shaking his head. “I’m just. . .visiting for the weekend.”
Katsuki fell quiet. The heavy silence made Izuku want to claw at his skin. Words were burning in his throat, but he didn’t know how to get them out.
“It’s good to see you again, Katsuki,” he said, deciding to start slow.
“It’s good to see you again, Katsuki,” he said, deciding to start slow.
He dared a glance at the blond but looked away, blood running cold at the twisted look on Katsuki’s face.
“Yeah,” he replied stiffly, shifting around in his chair. “Why, uh, why are you visiting?” The tail end of his words became muffled behind his hand.
“Yeah,” he replied stiffly, shifting around in his chair. “Why, uh, why are you visiting?” The tail end of his words became muffled behind his hand.
Izuku straightened, sweat running down his temple. “To see the city,” he lied before he could stop himself. He shook with how slowly he was forcing himself to breathe.
Katsuki nodded; his jaw clenched tight as he looked away. “Hell of a first day,” he said.
Katsuki nodded; his jaw clenched tight as he looked away. “Hell of a first day,” he said.
It sounded like it was meant to be a joke, but there wasn’t a hint of humor in his voice.
“It was,” Izuku said, all air. “Thank you for saving me, Katsuki.”
“It’s my job,” he said, his gaze shifting over to Izuku. He sat up abruptly.
“It was,” Izuku said, all air. “Thank you for saving me, Katsuki.”
“It’s my job,” he said, his gaze shifting over to Izuku. He sat up abruptly.
His lips parted and then shut, repeated the motion for a few seconds before he let out an irritated groan. “I know it’s been a while, but it’s weird hearing you say my name.”
Izuku swallowed hard.
Izuku swallowed hard.
Kacchan sat on the tip of his tongue, but he was determined to keep a civil distance between them. “I—I came to see you, too, Katsuki.” He made himself meet Katsuki’s eyes, even as they narrowed.
“Why?” he asked softly, treading on hope.
“I have questions.”
“Why?” he asked softly, treading on hope.
“I have questions.”
The words were coming easier now much to Izuku’s relief.
Katsuki grimaced and shifted again. “Listen, Deku—”
“Not about that,” Izuku cut off. “A-About your quirk.”
“My quirk?” Katsuki questioned, relaxing but still looking at Izuku hesitantly.
Katsuki grimaced and shifted again. “Listen, Deku—”
“Not about that,” Izuku cut off. “A-About your quirk.”
“My quirk?” Katsuki questioned, relaxing but still looking at Izuku hesitantly.
“Thought you had everything written down in those notebooks.”
“Well”—Izuku winced, remembering Kaito’s tantrums—“they’re not helping much.”
He frowned. “What’s that supposed to mean?”
Izuku took a deep breath, bracing his elbows on the table and rubbing at his eyes.
“Well”—Izuku winced, remembering Kaito’s tantrums—“they’re not helping much.”
He frowned. “What’s that supposed to mean?”
Izuku took a deep breath, bracing his elbows on the table and rubbing at his eyes.
He needed to backtrack as much as he wasn’t looking forward to it. “The summer after you left,” he paused, swallowing hard as his heart rattled in his chest, “did you get my letters, or—or voicemails, or anything?”
“No,” Katsuki said, his tone turning sharp.
“No,” Katsuki said, his tone turning sharp.
He sat up, a flush crawling across his chest. “What the hell are you talking about, Deku?”
Izuku looked down at the middle of the table, biting his knuckles in an attempt to get control of his emotions.
Across from him, Katsuki was breathing just as hard.
Izuku looked down at the middle of the table, biting his knuckles in an attempt to get control of his emotions.
Across from him, Katsuki was breathing just as hard.
“Why the fuck can’t you look at him?” he asked, voice stern but strained, fraying at the edges. “Why fuck do you need to know more about my quirk?”
Izuku heard Katsuki’s breath hitch, but he shut his eyes.
Izuku heard Katsuki’s breath hitch, but he shut his eyes.
Squeezed till he saw colors, praying that when he opened them, the nightmare would be over.
“Deku, what do you mean that what you know isn’t helping?”
He was begging, struggling to keep his voice down.
“I mean,” Izuku said, taking a shaking gulp of air.
“Deku, what do you mean that what you know isn’t helping?”
He was begging, struggling to keep his voice down.
“I mean,” Izuku said, taking a shaking gulp of air.
He bit his lip, not quite ready to say it. “Do you remember that last night before—before you left?”
At some point, Katsuki had moved from the chair. He stood a few feet off, leaning against the wall and staring at the ground. He shook his head.
At some point, Katsuki had moved from the chair. He stood a few feet off, leaning against the wall and staring at the ground. He shook his head.
Izuku had spent so many years being sad, being heartbroken. Mourning and rejected.
He gritted his teeth, not sure what to do with the sudden wash of anger making his hands shake. “You don’t remember,” he said, dragging the words out.
The mark was burning.
He gritted his teeth, not sure what to do with the sudden wash of anger making his hands shake. “You don’t remember,” he said, dragging the words out.
The mark was burning.
Subtler than it used it, but it was burning. Izuku still remembered the feeling of Katsuki’s teeth sinking in as the knot took place.
He looked at Katsuki, eyes stinging. “You don’t remember how you marked me?”
Katsuki flinched, a hand flying to cover his mouth.
He looked at Katsuki, eyes stinging. “You don’t remember how you marked me?”
Katsuki flinched, a hand flying to cover his mouth.
“You don’t remember how you mated me and then /left/?” he yelled, barely able to care if anyone else in the building heard.
Tears welled in his eyes when Katsuki didn’t answer. He didn’t know what he expected. But it wasn’t stunned, sheet white silence.
Tears welled in his eyes when Katsuki didn’t answer. He didn’t know what he expected. But it wasn’t stunned, sheet white silence.
“I—” Katsuki choked, his throat bobbing as he swallowed. “I mated you.” It was barely a whisper.
Izuku pulled down the collar of his shift, exposing the faded teeth marks with a trembling lip.
Izuku pulled down the collar of his shift, exposing the faded teeth marks with a trembling lip.
“I’m not here about that,” he said as he released the fabric. “His name is Kaito. He’s six.”
Katsuki turned, his jaw hanging open, but he didn’t say anything.
“He looks like you,” Izuku whispered, silently begging Katsuki to turn around and look at him.
Katsuki turned, his jaw hanging open, but he didn’t say anything.
“He looks like you,” Izuku whispered, silently begging Katsuki to turn around and look at him.
“I don’t care what happened before, but I need your help now.” He was proud of how stern he kept his voice.
When Katsuki turned back to look at him, his eyes were wide. “This whole time,” he said, a frown digging in, “I’ve had a kid?” He took a step forward.
When Katsuki turned back to look at him, his eyes were wide. “This whole time,” he said, a frown digging in, “I’ve had a kid?” He took a step forward.
“And you didn’t think to tell me?”
“I tried!” Izuku snapped, hands balling into fists as he shot up from his chair. “I called you, I wrote to you, I waited for you to come back every worthless summer!” He blinked through his tears, needing to keep Katsuki in his sights.
“I tried!” Izuku snapped, hands balling into fists as he shot up from his chair. “I called you, I wrote to you, I waited for you to come back every worthless summer!” He blinked through his tears, needing to keep Katsuki in his sights.
“What was I supposed to do?”
“Show up!” Katsuki yelled back, flinging an arm out at the dim office. “Like you did today!”
“I couldn’t,” Izuku said through his teeth.
“Show up!” Katsuki yelled back, flinging an arm out at the dim office. “Like you did today!”
“I couldn’t,” Izuku said through his teeth.
“You /rejected/ me. I could barely stand the thought of you, and you think I’d be able to talk to you like I am now?” He scoffed, an empty laugh following. “You told me you loved me.”
Katsuki took a half step back, mouth pressed into a thin line as he looked at Izuku.
Katsuki took a half step back, mouth pressed into a thin line as he looked at Izuku.
“I didn’t know that I—”
Izuku nodded. “Yeah, it’s blurry for me too.” He glanced at the windows. No one was in the halls, but he wondered how soundproof the rooms were. “The only reason I am able to be there is because I got it removed.”
Katsuki’s eyes shot to Izuku’s neck.
Izuku nodded. “Yeah, it’s blurry for me too.” He glanced at the windows. No one was in the halls, but he wondered how soundproof the rooms were. “The only reason I am able to be there is because I got it removed.”
Katsuki’s eyes shot to Izuku’s neck.
He rested against the wall, his body stiff and tight. “Kaito?”
“He has your quirk,” Izuku said, his heart aching when red eyes turned to him. “But he can’t control it and I don’t know what to do. He keeps hurting himself and things—”
“He has your quirk,” Izuku said, his heart aching when red eyes turned to him. “But he can’t control it and I don’t know what to do. He keeps hurting himself and things—”
“Is he here?” Katsuki asked, pushing off the wall.
“No,” Izuku said, “I left him at home with my mom.” He gestured to the space between them. “I didn’t want him here for this.”
Katsuki tore the black mask off his face and tossed it on the table.
“No,” Izuku said, “I left him at home with my mom.” He gestured to the space between them. “I didn’t want him here for this.”
Katsuki tore the black mask off his face and tossed it on the table.
He rubbed at the bridge of his nose. “Seven years,” he muttered almost too low for Izuku to hear.
“I don’t want to cause you problems,” Izuku said, roughly clearing his throat, “with your courting. I just want to help Kaito somehow.”
“Fuck,” Katsuki hissed.
“I don’t want to cause you problems,” Izuku said, roughly clearing his throat, “with your courting. I just want to help Kaito somehow.”
“Fuck,” Katsuki hissed.
“I’m not courting anyone.”
“But the news—”
“Is bullshit,” Katsuki cut off. He crossed his arms over his chest, but he wouldn’t look at Izuku. “It’s complicated.”
That was probably the best Izuku would get.
“But the news—”
“Is bullshit,” Katsuki cut off. He crossed his arms over his chest, but he wouldn’t look at Izuku. “It’s complicated.”
That was probably the best Izuku would get.
He picked up a pen and wrote down his number on the paper pad then collected his things and turned to Katsuki. “I just need to help Kaito regulate his quirk. Please let me know if you have any ideas.”
Katsuki looked at him for a long moment, studying him, before he looked away with a stiff and forced nod. “It’s late, I’ll have someone escort you back to your hotel.”
Izuku walked past him, planning to walk out of the room, but he hesitated after he opened the door.
Izuku walked past him, planning to walk out of the room, but he hesitated after he opened the door.
“Thank you,” he said over his shoulder and let the door close behind him.
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Izuku pressed the scented cloth over his nose and mouth, gasping for breath as he sunk down beside his hotel bed.
He sat there and cried, choking on sobs, curled up on the floor. He laid there till his energy drained and the smell of Katsuki faded.
He sat there and cried, choking on sobs, curled up on the floor. He laid there till his energy drained and the smell of Katsuki faded.
It was the middle of the night, but despite his sore eyes, sleep evaded him. Sometime after three in the morning, Izuku pushed himself off the floor and took a hot shower, turning the nob up till his skin stung and his head hurt a little less.
He thought about Kaito and if it was even possible for Katsuki to be around and be helpful. Maybe moving had been a better option.
Izuku groaned with his head resting against the shower tiles. His lip trembled at the thought of Katsuki.
But he was a busy Pro Hero.
Izuku groaned with his head resting against the shower tiles. His lip trembled at the thought of Katsuki.
But he was a busy Pro Hero.
The best Izuku was hoping for was some training methods but he wounder if that was enough for enduring this pain. It didn’t feel like it. He’d gotten used to the feeling of his heart being hollow, but now he was reminded exactly of what was missing from it.
His phone was somewhere in his room. Izuku had thrown along with most of his other belongings the moment he’d gotten back to his room.
He kept waiting for it to buzz with a message, the anxiety making him itch so he turned it off before chucking it across the room.
He kept waiting for it to buzz with a message, the anxiety making him itch so he turned it off before chucking it across the room.
It was a couple hours later that Izuku passed out. He woke with a towel still wrapped around his waist and sprawled across his bed.
The sun coming through the windows told him that it was noon, maybe later. He pushed himself up, wincing at the ache in his muscle.
The sun coming through the windows told him that it was noon, maybe later. He pushed himself up, wincing at the ache in his muscle.
Izuku stood in front of the mirror, running his fingers over the mating mark. It was red and sore, probably from rubbing at it.
He looked away and pulled a shirt on. As he was getting dressed, he caught sight of his phone halfway under the desk.
He looked away and pulled a shirt on. As he was getting dressed, he caught sight of his phone halfway under the desk.
It took some courage, but he turned it on and set it aside to finish getting dressed.
Izuku took his time packing his thing back into his suitcase. The thought of seeing Katsuki again hurt too much. He’d figure something else out. For himself and Kaito.
Izuku took his time packing his thing back into his suitcase. The thought of seeing Katsuki again hurt too much. He’d figure something else out. For himself and Kaito.
That sentiment settled in as he turned on the phone. The only messages were from Inko worried and asking if he was ok. He felt relieved and overcome with disappointment as he typed out a reply to his mother.
He put the suitcase in the backseat of his truck and pulled out of the parking lot. He couldn’t get home fast enough, only stopping when he had to for gas.
He felt so relieved when he finally pulled into the driveway of his home and got out of the truck, slamming the door loud on purpose.
He counted under his breath, grinning when the front door was thrown open and Kaito came stumbling down the stairs, practically jumping into Izuku’s arms.
Izuku buried his nose in Kaito’s hair, finally relaxing, and squeezed until Kaito complained.
Izuku buried his nose in Kaito’s hair, finally relaxing, and squeezed until Kaito complained.
The little boy pushed back with a toothy grin. “Grandma said you would’ve been home till tomorrow.”
“I missed you too much,” Izuku said, blowing a raspberry into his cheek. “Did you have fun with grandma?”
Kaito nodded, his blond hair bouncing.
“I missed you too much,” Izuku said, blowing a raspberry into his cheek. “Did you have fun with grandma?”
Kaito nodded, his blond hair bouncing.
“Uh-huh, we went fishing and watched movies and we went to the tide pools!”
“Oh really?” Izuku asked, carrying Kaito up the stairs and back into the house. He’d go get his luggage later. “Did you find anything cool?”
“I scared grandma with a crab,” Kaito said with a snicker.
“Oh really?” Izuku asked, carrying Kaito up the stairs and back into the house. He’d go get his luggage later. “Did you find anything cool?”
“I scared grandma with a crab,” Kaito said with a snicker.
He continued to babble on, not catching the way Izuku’s face fell or the way his smile turned small and sad.
Izuku realized that there was no escaping the past. Not when his son was a patchwork of himself and Katsuki. Good and bad.
Izuku realized that there was no escaping the past. Not when his son was a patchwork of himself and Katsuki. Good and bad.
The little tells in his actions lean toward Katsuki. Izuku wondered what Katsuki would think. Of a kid that looked like him but could talk forever like Izuku.
Deep down, Izuku knew that Katsuki would be a great father. He just wondered if Katsuki would take that chance.
Deep down, Izuku knew that Katsuki would be a great father. He just wondered if Katsuki would take that chance.
He set Kaito down and wrapped his arms around Inko, needing the comfort of his mother.
“Izuku?” she asked quietly. “Are you ok?”
“Yeah,” he said. “I’m ok.”
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“Izuku?” she asked quietly. “Are you ok?”
“Yeah,” he said. “I’m ok.”
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Izuku’s pencil tapped against the table as his eyes darted between the computer screen and his phone sitting off to the side. He tried to focus on paperwork he needed to process but his curiosity won out.
He scrolled through the messages from Katsuki.
He scrolled through the messages from Katsuki.
Curt conversations, usually late at night because of Katsuki’s hours. Sometimes Izuku didn’t see them till morning. Pictures of training regimens written on napkin paper and then a message below explaining exactly what he needed to do with Kaito.
Though it took some convincing and bargaining, he’d gotten Kaito to successfully complete some of the tasks. He only wished that Kaito was actually excited about the progress.
But if anything, he seemed indifferent, or if he was especially irritated, he’d mutter under his breath that he wished he didn’t have a quirk at all.
And each time Izuku’s heart sank further. Something he thought about telling Katsuki, but he always deleted the message.
And each time Izuku’s heart sank further. Something he thought about telling Katsuki, but he always deleted the message.
Rai poked her head into his office and at his questioning look, she raised a to-go back from one of their favorite restaurants. “You’ve been in here all day,” she said, “figured you were hungry.”
“Starving,” Izuku huffed and tossed the phone aside. “Thanks.”
“No problem.”
“Starving,” Izuku huffed and tossed the phone aside. “Thanks.”
“No problem.”
She sat and started pulling out their orders.
Izuku looked up when his phone buzzed, the screen lighting up with a new message. He swallowed hard, ignoring the strange look Rai gave him. Instead of looking he sunk his teeth into the food and tried to ignore it.
Izuku looked up when his phone buzzed, the screen lighting up with a new message. He swallowed hard, ignoring the strange look Rai gave him. Instead of looking he sunk his teeth into the food and tried to ignore it.
“You doin’ alright?” Rai asked gently, keeping her voice quiet despite them two being the only ones in the office.
Izuku wasn’t really sure how to answer that. “It’s just a lot to process right now.”
“I bet,” she said with a heavy sigh and then winced.
Izuku wasn’t really sure how to answer that. “It’s just a lot to process right now.”
“I bet,” she said with a heavy sigh and then winced.
“Might want to stay away from the PTA group.”
“Are they gossiping again?”
“Do they ever stop?” Rai gave a half heart chuckle before waving her hand dismissively. “You know how they are. Always have to talk about someone.”
“Are they gossiping again?”
“Do they ever stop?” Rai gave a half heart chuckle before waving her hand dismissively. “You know how they are. Always have to talk about someone.”
Izuku stared at his half-eaten meal struggling to find the appetite to finish it. “I can handle them talking about me, it’s when they talk about Kaito that I get upset.”
Rai pursed her lips. “Well, their new theory is that you lied and Dynamight isn’t Kaito’s father.”
Rai pursed her lips. “Well, their new theory is that you lied and Dynamight isn’t Kaito’s father.”
She leaned in with a shifty grin. “You were just in it for the fame.”
“I’ve never told anyone who Kaito’s father is,” Izuku scoffed.
Her eyebrows rose, another glance sent to his phone.
“I’ve never told anyone who Kaito’s father is,” Izuku scoffed.
Her eyebrows rose, another glance sent to his phone.
“They also said that Kyo down at the docs has a mistress over in Takoto so that tells you how credible their sources are.”
Izuku snorted. He rolled in his chair to pick up his buzzing phone. “Crap,” he said, shooting up from his chair and grabbing his bag.
“What? What is it?”
Izuku snorted. He rolled in his chair to pick up his buzzing phone. “Crap,” he said, shooting up from his chair and grabbing his bag.
“What? What is it?”
“That was Hotaru,” Izuku said, fumbling to grab the right papers. “He’s with an important client and those messages were from him.”
She winced. “Drive safe!”
Izuku gave her a wave before pushing out of the office and getting into his truck.
She winced. “Drive safe!”
Izuku gave her a wave before pushing out of the office and getting into his truck.
He drove along the beach expecting to go into the newer developments before he reread the address and took a right instead.
He wasn’t sure why an important client would want one of the rundown houses further down the beach into a more rocky area.
He wasn’t sure why an important client would want one of the rundown houses further down the beach into a more rocky area.
Izuku parked his truck outside of a seafoam, one-story house with chipping paint and a lopsided deck. He figured that it was an investor looking for new prospects.
So, he bound up the salt-worn steps when a smile and walked through the open front door.
So, he bound up the salt-worn steps when a smile and walked through the open front door.
“Izuku,” Hotaru said, visibly relaxing at the sight of him. “Thank you.”
“Sorry,” Izuku whisper and handed over the bundle of paperwork. He looked up when he heard heavy footsteps coming down the hall.
“Sorry,” Izuku whisper and handed over the bundle of paperwork. He looked up when he heard heavy footsteps coming down the hall.
Hotaru turned, guiding Izuku with him. “Mr. Bakugo, this is Izuku. He grew up here and is quite familiar with the area if you have any questions.”
Izuku froze, staring in shock at Katsuki before him.
The blond swallowed hard; his face slightly flushed as he looked away.
Izuku froze, staring in shock at Katsuki before him.
The blond swallowed hard; his face slightly flushed as he looked away.
“I’m familiar with the area,” he said, taking another look around.
Hotaru was talking. But Izuku’s heart was beating too loud to hear anything.
“I’ll take it,” Katsuki said, staring hard at Hotaru, hands shoved deep in his pockets.
“Great!” Hotaru said.
Hotaru was talking. But Izuku’s heart was beating too loud to hear anything.
“I’ll take it,” Katsuki said, staring hard at Hotaru, hands shoved deep in his pockets.
“Great!” Hotaru said.
“Swing by the office in a couple hours and I’ll have the paperwork ready.” Hotaru went to leave but stopped after a few steps. “Izuku?”
Izuku snapped out of his daze and smiled at his boss. “I’ll be just a minute.”
Izuku snapped out of his daze and smiled at his boss. “I’ll be just a minute.”
“Always a fan,” Hotaru teased quietly, clapping Izuku on the shoulder before leaving the house.
Izuku waited till he heard the car roll down the road. He looked at Katsuki, his throat tight and burning. “What are you doing here?”
Izuku waited till he heard the car roll down the road. He looked at Katsuki, his throat tight and burning. “What are you doing here?”
Katsuki shifted his weight, fumbling for words like Izuku had never seen him do. “I don’t know,” he answered with a heavy breath. “Th-The texting, it felt like bullshit.”
“Ok,” Izuku breathed, still trying to process. “I just don’t understand why you’re here.”
“Ok,” Izuku breathed, still trying to process. “I just don’t understand why you’re here.”
He clutched the stack of extra paperwork to his chest. “You’re a hero, you can’t be here.”
“I can be wherever the hell I want to be,” Katsuki said. He sighed after a moment and rubbed his face. “I haven’t taken a day off since I started working as a Pro.
“I can be wherever the hell I want to be,” Katsuki said. He sighed after a moment and rubbed his face. “I haven’t taken a day off since I started working as a Pro.
So, I figured I had so time built up.”
Izuku looked around at the house. Damaged floorboards and missing chunks of drywall. “You’re staying here?” he asked, still not believing it.
“Figured I’d need to stay busy,” Katsuki said with a slight grimace.
Izuku looked around at the house. Damaged floorboards and missing chunks of drywall. “You’re staying here?” he asked, still not believing it.
“Figured I’d need to stay busy,” Katsuki said with a slight grimace.
He turned back to Izuku, staring at him like it hurt to do so. “I know I can’t fix us any time soon, but I think I can help Kaito.” He pressed his lips together into a tight line and crossed his arms over his chest, eyes locked on the floor. “If you want me to leave, I will.”
Izuku wanted to cry and drew in a shaky breath to stop himself. “No, it’s just—I’ve been trying to help Kaito but it’s hard.”
Katsuki frowned, taking a step forward but stopped himself. “Why?” He frowned harder. “You were always coming up with ways to use my quirk.”
Katsuki frowned, taking a step forward but stopped himself. “Why?” He frowned harder. “You were always coming up with ways to use my quirk.”
“I know!” Izuku said, voice full of frustration. “But he hates you.”
Katsuki’s face fell.
It hurt Izuku to keep talking. “And he hates the quirk he got from you, so every time I bring up using it or training, he doesn’t want to.”
Katsuki’s face fell.
It hurt Izuku to keep talking. “And he hates the quirk he got from you, so every time I bring up using it or training, he doesn’t want to.”
His lip wobbled when Katsuki turned away from him. He could tell Katsuki’s breathing had quickened. “I’ve never thought you were a villain, but he’s so much like /you/ it doesn't matter what I say.” Izuku pressed a hand to his mouth, stopping the sob that broke his voice.
“Fuck,” Katsuki cursed under his breath. He leaned back against the wall with his face turned towards the ceiling. “I can help him. I’ll figure it out.”
Izuku twisted his fingers together. “So how long are you staying?”
“A couple months,” Katsuki said.
Izuku twisted his fingers together. “So how long are you staying?”
“A couple months,” Katsuki said.
“You’re taking that much time off?” Izuku asked, shocked.
Katsuki shrugged; his eyes fixated on the floor. “This felt more important.”
“Ok,” Izuku said, not really sure how to feel about it.
Katsuki shrugged; his eyes fixated on the floor. “This felt more important.”
“Ok,” Izuku said, not really sure how to feel about it.
“Kaito gets out of school for the summer in about a week. I’ll be honest with you; I don’t know how he’ll take this.”
“He’s six, right?”
“Yes,” Izuku said with a small smile. “He’s smart even if he has trouble in school.”
Katsuki’s frowned. “Trouble?”
“He’s six, right?”
“Yes,” Izuku said with a small smile. “He’s smart even if he has trouble in school.”
Katsuki’s frowned. “Trouble?”
Izuku’s gut twisted, and he worried his lip between his teeth. “The other kids pick on him a lot. He gets into fights. We’ve been working on it, but then his quirk gets out of his control,” he rambled. “His emotions just get the best of him sometimes.”
“Can I buy you dinner?” Katsuki asked, his head tilting as he looked at Izuku. “And we can talk about it more?”
Izuku nodded. "Sure."
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The restaurant was old and busy. A popular spot for tourists and a place most locals avoided. Izuku hoped it would stay that way. He sat in an open booth and picked up the menu, heart still in his throat.
The ride over had been quiet. Suffocatingly awkward.
The ride over had been quiet. Suffocatingly awkward.
The radio playing mostly static. As soon as the car had parked, Izuku opened the door.
He skimmed the menu, glancing over it to look at Katsuki sitting across from him. He knew that at some point they’d have to talk like they’d planned.
He skimmed the menu, glancing over it to look at Katsuki sitting across from him. He knew that at some point they’d have to talk like they’d planned.
But Izuku hadn’t really prepared for a conversation. Let alone, see Katsuki in person.
“I didn’t mean to surprise you like that,” Katsuki said, face half-hidden behind his menu. He cleared his throat and set it down.
“I kind of figured.”
“I didn’t mean to surprise you like that,” Katsuki said, face half-hidden behind his menu. He cleared his throat and set it down.
“I kind of figured.”
Izuku pushed his menu aside and braced his arms on the table. “Why didn’t you tell me you were coming?”
Katsuki shifted, a hard breath coming through his nose. “Thought about,” he said. His red eyes stared through the tabletop.
Katsuki shifted, a hard breath coming through his nose. “Thought about,” he said. His red eyes stared through the tabletop.
“But it all sounded shitty in my head. Figured I’d tell you after I got here and could think straighter.”
Izuku’s heart squeezed, picking out the dark circles under Katsuki’s eyes. It was in his nature to worry but he pushed it aside for the time being.
Izuku’s heart squeezed, picking out the dark circles under Katsuki’s eyes. It was in his nature to worry but he pushed it aside for the time being.
“I’m surprised,” Izuku started, struggling to get his words together, “that you’re staying so long.” He bit the inside of his lip, nervous and twisting his fingers. “I mean, won’t your ranking drop?”
He glanced up at Izuku, jaw ticking for a moment before he looked away again.
He glanced up at Izuku, jaw ticking for a moment before he looked away again.
“If I lose it, I’ll just get it back.” Katsuki waved the waiter over, careful to keep his head down as he ordered.
Izuku shifted, the old leather seats squeaking under him. “Thank you,” he said, tensing when Katsuki looked at him. “For doing this. I know it was sudden.”
Izuku shifted, the old leather seats squeaking under him. “Thank you,” he said, tensing when Katsuki looked at him. “For doing this. I know it was sudden.”
“Kaito,” Katsuki muttered like he was testing the feel of the name on his lips. “The sea.”
Izuku looked away, his throat growing tight. “It felt right.”
“I like it,” Katsuki said with a small nod. “He’s got my quirk?”
“Yes,” Izuku said trying not to groan.
Izuku looked away, his throat growing tight. “It felt right.”
“I like it,” Katsuki said with a small nod. “He’s got my quirk?”
“Yes,” Izuku said trying not to groan.
“I remember you taking to it so easily.” Izuku laced his fingers on the table, watching as a waitress carried a tray of food to a table. “But he fights it or doesn’t want to use it.”
“Lots of kids don’t like their quirks,” Katsuki said. “Or struggle with them at first.”
“Lots of kids don’t like their quirks,” Katsuki said. “Or struggle with them at first.”
“Yeah, but—” Izuku cut off with a frustrated huff. He glanced around the busy restaurant really not wanting to get into the thick of it with so many people in earshot. “Let me talk to him first. I’ll ease him into the idea.”
Katsuki winced. “That bad, huh?”
Katsuki winced. “That bad, huh?”
“Well,” Izuku breathed, his shoulders slumping.
Their food was set down, but Izuku didn’t really feel like eating. He decided to try and switch the conversation.
“He’s seven,” Izuku said. “Started second grade this year. He’s blond, freckles with your eyes.”
Their food was set down, but Izuku didn’t really feel like eating. He decided to try and switch the conversation.
“He’s seven,” Izuku said. “Started second grade this year. He’s blond, freckles with your eyes.”
He knew he was rambling, but Katsuki was quiet, and he couldn’t seem to stop. “He loves going down to the beach to look for new shells. When his quirk first manifested, he scared himself and cried.”
The corner of Katsuki’s mouth ticked up.
The corner of Katsuki’s mouth ticked up.
But it disappeared almost as quickly as it came. “You really think he hates me?”
“No,” Izuku said, “not you. Just the idea of you.” He looked down at his half-eaten plate and pushed the rice around.
“No,” Izuku said, “not you. Just the idea of you.” He looked down at his half-eaten plate and pushed the rice around.
“I’ve never really been able to give him answers. So, I think he’s made some of his own.”
“I’ll fix this,” Katsuki said to himself, almost too quietly for Izuku to hear.
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“I’ll fix this,” Katsuki said to himself, almost too quietly for Izuku to hear.
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Izuku walked up the steps to his home and turned to wave as Katsuki drove away. He watched until the car was completely out of view before he went inside.
He got a few moments of peace. Take care to set his bag down and change his shoes to slippers.
He got a few moments of peace. Take care to set his bag down and change his shoes to slippers.
The day hung heavy on him, but he smiled when he heard Kaito running down the hall. Izuku scooped him up and kissed his cheek.
“I missed you today,” Izuku said, nuzzling his baby. “How was school?”
“Boring,” Kaito huffed.
“I missed you today,” Izuku said, nuzzling his baby. “How was school?”
“Boring,” Kaito huffed.
His arms were wrapped loosely around Izuku’s neck, and he stayed there when Izuku sat on the couch. “I’m ready for summer break.”
Izuku let out a heavy breath and sink into the couch cushions. “Where’s grandma?”
“In the garden,” Kaito said.
Izuku let out a heavy breath and sink into the couch cushions. “Where’s grandma?”
“In the garden,” Kaito said.
He sat up with a frown and gave Izuku a tentative sniff. “You smell funny.”
“Funny how?” Izuku watched Kaito carefully, trying to gauge his reaction.
Kaito’s frown softened, and he rested on Izuku’s chest.
“Funny how?” Izuku watched Kaito carefully, trying to gauge his reaction.
Kaito’s frown softened, and he rested on Izuku’s chest.
“Like how you did before the doctor,” he said, curling into Izuku’s arms with a yawn.
“Oh,” Izuku said, struggling to breathe through the way his heart stuttered. “Your papa.” The words fell from his lips.
“Papa?” Kaito sat up with a squint.
“Oh,” Izuku said, struggling to breathe through the way his heart stuttered. “Your papa.” The words fell from his lips.
“Papa?” Kaito sat up with a squint.
Izuku brushed back his wild hair with a small smile. “Do you want to meet him?”
It took a second, but Kaito’s eyes widened with understanding, and he sat back. He stared at Izuku, his breaths coming in short puffs as he got worked up. “Papa. . .” He shook his head.
It took a second, but Kaito’s eyes widened with understanding, and he sat back. He stared at Izuku, his breaths coming in short puffs as he got worked up. “Papa. . .” He shook his head.
“Kaito,” Izuku said, taking his son's small hands in his and let out a calming scent. “He’s nice, I promise.”
Kaito whined, trying to tug out of Izuku’s hands. “N-No,” he whimpered. “He can leave.”
“Please,” Izuku said, tugging Kaito closer. “He can help you with your quirk.”
Kaito whined, trying to tug out of Izuku’s hands. “N-No,” he whimpered. “He can leave.”
“Please,” Izuku said, tugging Kaito closer. “He can help you with your quirk.”
“I don’t want that either!” He tried to pull away again, one of his hands slipping from Izuku’s grip.
“You have an amazing quirk, Kaito.” Izuku tried to get ahold of him again but Kaito twisted and squirmed. “He just wants to help. He wants to meet you.”
“You have an amazing quirk, Kaito.” Izuku tried to get ahold of him again but Kaito twisted and squirmed. “He just wants to help. He wants to meet you.”
Izuku reeled back, biting down a yelp of pain. Kaito landed on the floor with a hard thump, his eyes filled with tears as he pushed himself further way.
“K-Kaito,” Izuku said, reaching out to him with his unburned hand, but Kaito turned and ran.
“K-Kaito,” Izuku said, reaching out to him with his unburned hand, but Kaito turned and ran.
Izuku hung his head as Kaito’s footsteps faded up the stairs. He sobbed, tears sliding through his fingers, his burned hand shaking.
He turned into Inko’s arms and buried his face in her shoulder.
“Katsuki’s here?” she asked, running her fingers through Izuku’s hair.
He turned into Inko’s arms and buried his face in her shoulder.
“Katsuki’s here?” she asked, running her fingers through Izuku’s hair.
“Yes,” Izuku said and forced himself to sit up. “He’s here.”
Inko’s eyes widened. She reached forward, cupping Izuku’s tear-stained cheek gently. “Oh, honey. . .”
His lip wobbled, the strong facade crumbling.
Inko’s eyes widened. She reached forward, cupping Izuku’s tear-stained cheek gently. “Oh, honey. . .”
His lip wobbled, the strong facade crumbling.
“I just want to help him,” Izuku said, his voice tight and strained, verging on another sob. He looked down at the burn spanning three fingers. “I can’t keep letting this happen.”
“Kaito’s just scared,” Inko said, pulling her sleeve over her palm to dry Izuku’s tears.
“Kaito’s just scared,” Inko said, pulling her sleeve over her palm to dry Izuku’s tears.
“He just doesn’t understand.” She sat back. “He’ll come around.”
Izuku knew she was right. He stood and went upstairs in search of his child. He had a feeling he knew where Kaito was hiding.
Just as he thought, the door to the closet was cracked open.
Izuku knew she was right. He stood and went upstairs in search of his child. He had a feeling he knew where Kaito was hiding.
Just as he thought, the door to the closet was cracked open.
Careful to not put pressure on his hand, Izuku opened the door and crawled into the small space.
Kaito glanced up at him but didn’t say anything. The cheap fairy lights lit the hideaway in soft, warm lighting.
“Thought I’d find you here,” Izuku said.
Kaito glanced up at him but didn’t say anything. The cheap fairy lights lit the hideaway in soft, warm lighting.
“Thought I’d find you here,” Izuku said.
He sat beside Kaito; his feet pinched against the wall with Kaito curled beside him. “I know you don’t like this either. If you can learn to control your quirk, then you won’t lose control anymore.” He wrapped his arm around Kaito and kissed the top of his head.
“And Papa is very good at using his quirk.”
Kaito sniffed and wiped his nose with the back of his hand. But his eyes welled with more tears anyway. “I hurt you.”
“I’m ok,” Izuku urged, squeezing Kaito with his arm. “I’m more worried about you.”
Kaito sniffed and wiped his nose with the back of his hand. But his eyes welled with more tears anyway. “I hurt you.”
“I’m ok,” Izuku urged, squeezing Kaito with his arm. “I’m more worried about you.”
“I don’t like Papa,” Kaito grumbled, turning into Izuku’s side.
Izuku tried not to smile. He pulled Kaito into his lap and held him tight. “Well, you don’t have to like him. You just have to listen to him.” He opened Kaito’s hands, brushing his thumbs over the open palms.
Izuku tried not to smile. He pulled Kaito into his lap and held him tight. “Well, you don’t have to like him. You just have to listen to him.” He opened Kaito’s hands, brushing his thumbs over the open palms.
Kaito twisted his head to look up at Izuku.
“He can help you with your quirk,” Izuku said. “So, you don’t hurt yourself or anyone else anymore. I'll be with you the entire time, too.”
Kaito turned back around and sunk into Izuku’s arms.
“He can help you with your quirk,” Izuku said. “So, you don’t hurt yourself or anyone else anymore. I'll be with you the entire time, too.”
Kaito turned back around and sunk into Izuku’s arms.
“Ok,” he mumbled and Izuku took that as a win.
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The beach was always Kaito’s favorite spot. Ever since he was a little baby. On the nights when he cried and cried, Izuku would carry him out of the sand bar or the docks and sit. The crash of waves soothing Kaito’s cries till he was sound asleep.
The sea.
The sea.
Izuku stared at the shimmering water. There was a riptide not too far out. Every summer it caught a few tourists and Katsuki had fallen victim once when they were younger. Izuku remembered diving into the surf after him, clinging to Katsuki as they were pulled out to sea.
That was the summer before Katsuki came back as a presented alpha. And their touches got more cautious. And the secret glances started lasting longer.
The first time they kissed in waist deep water, water droplets catching moonlight.
The first time they kissed in waist deep water, water droplets catching moonlight.
The summer after when Katsuki kissed him too hard, too fast, held him too close, too long. Like he might not be able to do it again.
And he didn’t.
Izuku felt his mark ache under his clothes as he looked at Katsuki’s back.
And he didn’t.
Izuku felt his mark ache under his clothes as he looked at Katsuki’s back.
Kaito clung to his side, holding his hand in a death grip. He smiled reassuringly down at Kaito, but unease stirred in his stomach. “Come on,” he whispered, pulling Kaito gently forward.
Katsuki must’ve heard their footsteps because he straightened but he didn’t turn immediately.
Kaito ducked behind Izuku’s legs when Katsuki looked over his shoulder. Izuku smiled and set his hand on top of Kaito’s hair.
Hesitantly, Izuku look up and met Katsuki’s eyes.
Kaito ducked behind Izuku’s legs when Katsuki looked over his shoulder. Izuku smiled and set his hand on top of Kaito’s hair.
Hesitantly, Izuku look up and met Katsuki’s eyes.
He was stiff, strained, breath cutting short. He glanced between Izuku and the child hiding behind his legs. But he didn’t move.
“Kaito,” Izuku said and tried to step out of the way, but Kaito clung tighter. “You can’t hide the entire time.”
“I don’t bite,” Katsuki said.
“Kaito,” Izuku said and tried to step out of the way, but Kaito clung tighter. “You can’t hide the entire time.”
“I don’t bite,” Katsuki said.
He knelt down, trying to get eye level with Kaito.
That coaxed Kaito to look at Katsuki, peeking one eye around Izuku’s leg. He frowned, shooting Katsuki a scowl and ducked back. “I don’t like him,” he grumbled.
That coaxed Kaito to look at Katsuki, peeking one eye around Izuku’s leg. He frowned, shooting Katsuki a scowl and ducked back. “I don’t like him,” he grumbled.
Izuku pinched the bridge of his nose, barely suppressing a groan. He knelt down, taking away Kaito’s hiding spot, and turned to the little boy. “You just have to try today, ok? Just like we talk about.”
Kaito huffed, his eyes sliding over to glare at Katsuki.
Kaito huffed, his eyes sliding over to glare at Katsuki.
He scuffed the ground with his shoe. “And I get ice cream?”
“And you get ice cream,” Izuku said.
With a nod, Kaito turned on his foot and marched up to Katsuki.
“And you get ice cream,” Izuku said.
With a nod, Kaito turned on his foot and marched up to Katsuki.
For years, Izuku had compared the two in his head, but seeing them together made his heart swell with what could have been.
“You’re papa?” Kaito asked, looking at Katsuki with a suspicious squint.
Katsuki huffed out a laugh, fumbling for words as he looked at Kaito.
“You’re papa?” Kaito asked, looking at Katsuki with a suspicious squint.
Katsuki huffed out a laugh, fumbling for words as he looked at Kaito.
Something like awe and pride on his face. “Yeah,” he breathed. “I am.” He held out his hand, almost hesitating. A spark popped in his palm, startling Kaito. Katsuki smiled. “See? Just like you.”
Kaito looked at Katsuki’s open palm for a long moment before looking over his shoulder at Izuku, his lip trembling. He turned back to Katsuki with his shoulders curled. “I hurt mama last night,” he said, staring at the ground between his feet.
“It’s ok,” Katsuki said, the gentleness in his voice hurting Izuku. His eyes flickered to Izuku, just a fleeting glance. A moment. “I’ve hurt people too.”
Kaito again looked back at Izuku who gave him an encouraging nod.
Kaito again looked back at Izuku who gave him an encouraging nod.
He lifted his shaky hands, leaning his face away and squeezing his eyes shut.
The blast rocked Kaito off his feet. He landed on the ground and sat there, shoulders shaking, and sniffling.
Izuku took a step, planning to go to Kaito but stopped himself.
The blast rocked Kaito off his feet. He landed on the ground and sat there, shoulders shaking, and sniffling.
Izuku took a step, planning to go to Kaito but stopped himself.
“That wasn’t so bad,” Katsuki said and helped Kaito get back on his feet. After Kaito stood, Katsuki looked at his hands. Pushing open his little fingers with a small frown.
Izuku knew that look. Katsuki was thinking. Working up a plan.
“Do you want to try again?”
Izuku knew that look. Katsuki was thinking. Working up a plan.
“Do you want to try again?”
Kaito hesitated but pulled his hands away. The second explosion was smaller than the first, but it still made him stumbled and Izuku’s heart sunk when Kaito’s eyes widened and he fisted his hands. Before Izuku could get to him, another explosion was set off.
Kaito looked at Izuku, tears brimming in his eyes before he got to his feet and ran off towards the beach.
“Shit,” Katsuki cursed under his breath as he brushed the scorch marks from his arm.
“Shit,” Katsuki cursed under his breath as he brushed the scorch marks from his arm.
He stood, watching Kaito as he sat just outside of the wave's reach and buried his hands in the sand. “Worse than I thought.”
Izuku shoved his hands through his hair. “He’s fine,” Izuku said and took a deep breath. “He just needs to calm down.”
Izuku shoved his hands through his hair. “He’s fine,” Izuku said and took a deep breath. “He just needs to calm down.”
Katsuki caught his wrist, pulling his hand forward. Izuku tried to get away, but Katsuki’s grip was strong. “Kaito did this?”
“It was an accident,” Izuku said, pulling his arm close to his chest when Katsuki let go. “He got worked up last night about this.”
“It was an accident,” Izuku said, pulling his arm close to his chest when Katsuki let go. “He got worked up last night about this.”
“You should’ve come to me sooner, Deku.”
Izuku turned on him. “Why do you keep saying that?” Izuku asked, his voice rising. “You think this is easy for me?” He was shaking, the mark burning from the touch. “I am failing I know that. I don’t need you to keep telling me!”
Izuku turned on him. “Why do you keep saying that?” Izuku asked, his voice rising. “You think this is easy for me?” He was shaking, the mark burning from the touch. “I am failing I know that. I don’t need you to keep telling me!”
Katsuki stepped back, his mouth opening to say something, but pressed into a thin line. “That’s not what I meant—”
“Can you help Kaito or not?” Izuku cut off.
“I can,” Katsuki said with a slow nod. He looked over at Kaito still sitting by the water.
“Can you help Kaito or not?” Izuku cut off.
“I can,” Katsuki said with a slow nod. He looked over at Kaito still sitting by the water.
Izuku watched as he walked down the beach and sat next to Kaito. From so far away, Izuku couldn’t tell if they were talking, but they sat there for a long time.
The sound of their voices carried up the shore as Kaito’s voice rose.
The sound of their voices carried up the shore as Kaito’s voice rose.
Izuku frowned with worry as Katsuki turned, seemingly trying to reason. But Kaito wasn’t having it. He stood and took off down the beach.
“What happened?” Izuku asked, stopping Katsuki before he could chase after Kaito. “Katsuki, what happened?”
“What happened?” Izuku asked, stopping Katsuki before he could chase after Kaito. “Katsuki, what happened?”
Katsuki flinched and turned to look at Izuku. He couldn’t answer, disjointed sounds taking the place of words.
Izuku cursed as Kaito kept running and showed no signs of stopping. He ran after his son, leaving Katsuki behind.
The sand turned to rock and slabs of stone.
Izuku cursed as Kaito kept running and showed no signs of stopping. He ran after his son, leaving Katsuki behind.
The sand turned to rock and slabs of stone.
Izuku slowed his steps, spotting a blond head just past a boulder. He sat down beside Kaito and looked into the shallow pool. Seaweed and tiny fish stuck from low tide.
“Why did you run?” Izuku asked.
“Why did you run?” Izuku asked.
Kaito sniffed and wiped his red nose with the back of his hand, salty tears making his cheeks shine. He went to say something but cut short and tucked into his knees with another hiccup.
Izuku pulled him into his arms, trying not to cry himself.
Izuku pulled him into his arms, trying not to cry himself.
“Talk to me, honey. I need to know.”
“I-I don’t want them to be right,” Kaito said.
“Who?” Izuku asked, petting a hand down Kaito’s hair.
“The other kids.” He pulled away from Izuku’s touch and turned away. “I’m bad. I can’t do it. I just hurt people.”
“I-I don’t want them to be right,” Kaito said.
“Who?” Izuku asked, petting a hand down Kaito’s hair.
“The other kids.” He pulled away from Izuku’s touch and turned away. “I’m bad. I can’t do it. I just hurt people.”
“That’s not true,” Izuku said, pulling Kaito back into his arms. “You’re strong and brave and you’ve done nothing wrong. You’re still learning.”
Kaito ripped out his Izuku’s arms, more tears sliding down his cheeks. “Papa’s wrong. I can’t. I can’t!”
Izuku sunk back.
Kaito ripped out his Izuku’s arms, more tears sliding down his cheeks. “Papa’s wrong. I can’t. I can’t!”
Izuku sunk back.
“Kaito, please—”
“He hurt you!” Kaito shouted, smoke rising from his clutched fists. “I hurt you! They’re right!”
“No,” Izuku said, getting to his feet. “You didn’t hurt me.”
“I burned you,” Kaito said, trying to pull away and run off again but Izuku held tight.
“He hurt you!” Kaito shouted, smoke rising from his clutched fists. “I hurt you! They’re right!”
“No,” Izuku said, getting to his feet. “You didn’t hurt me.”
“I burned you,” Kaito said, trying to pull away and run off again but Izuku held tight.
Izuku gathered Kaito in his arms. “It was an accident. I’ll never be upset with you."
Kaito sniffled against his shoulder.
Izuku held him till he stopped fighting and relaxed. He stood, carrying Kaito in his arms. “How about that ice cream?”
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Kaito sniffled against his shoulder.
Izuku held him till he stopped fighting and relaxed. He stood, carrying Kaito in his arms. “How about that ice cream?”
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Izuku and Katsuki had gone their separate ways at the beach, both agreeing that Kaito needed space, but Izuku’s mind kept drifting back.
He waited till after he tucked Kaito into bed before he felt the house.
The truck started up with an old rumble.
He waited till after he tucked Kaito into bed before he felt the house.
The truck started up with an old rumble.
Reluctantly, Izuku looked at the passenger side seat where Katsuki had sat countless times.
He swallowed hard and put the gear in reverse.
The town was filled with nightlife. Bonfires on the beach and lights strung up everywhere.
He swallowed hard and put the gear in reverse.
The town was filled with nightlife. Bonfires on the beach and lights strung up everywhere.
The distant bump of base drifting through his rolled down windows, accompanied by the crash of waves. The scene set in his rearview mirror as he drove to the house Katsuki had bought.
Rocky beaches, undesirable location for vacationers, few close neighbors.
Rocky beaches, undesirable location for vacationers, few close neighbors.
The perfect spot for a Hero to hide for a few months.
Izuku pulled into the drive away and parked, his yellow headlights bathing the chipping green paint. He took a deep breath, summoning up his tired courage before opening the door and stepping out of his truck.
Izuku pulled into the drive away and parked, his yellow headlights bathing the chipping green paint. He took a deep breath, summoning up his tired courage before opening the door and stepping out of his truck.
To his surprise, Katsuki was standing in the doorway. “You still have that piece of junk?”
Izuku shrugged, forcing his feet to move. “It still works.”
“Kaito?”
“He’s ok,” Izuku said. “Or as ok as he can be right now.”
Izuku shrugged, forcing his feet to move. “It still works.”
“Kaito?”
“He’s ok,” Izuku said. “Or as ok as he can be right now.”
Katsuki nodded and stepped back into the house, leaving the door open for Izuku.
The lights were on, most of the windows open to let in the breeze, and a broom leaned up again the wall with a pile of dust near it.
Katsuki rubbed the back of his neck. “I think I upset him.”
The lights were on, most of the windows open to let in the breeze, and a broom leaned up again the wall with a pile of dust near it.
Katsuki rubbed the back of his neck. “I think I upset him.”
“Kaito?” Izuku frowned when he nodded. “The kids at school don’t really help him and his quirk.”
“You said they bully him?”
“Their parents put two and two together,” Izuku said, toying with the hem of his shirt. His face saddened.
“You said they bully him?”
“Their parents put two and two together,” Izuku said, toying with the hem of his shirt. His face saddened.
“But Kaito’s not much like the Hero they see on TV. So, they tease him and push him around till his quirk goes off and he fights them back.”
Katsuki sighed and leaned back against the wall; arms crossed over his broad chest.
Katsuki sighed and leaned back against the wall; arms crossed over his broad chest.
Izuku’s nose twitched at the faint smell of distress under salt and ash.
“I told him that I’d hurt people with my quirk, too,” Katsuki said, his gaze far off. “When I was around his age and still learning control, and then older just to be an ass.”
“I told him that I’d hurt people with my quirk, too,” Katsuki said, his gaze far off. “When I was around his age and still learning control, and then older just to be an ass.”
“You never burned me,” Izuku said.
“No,” Katsuki said, the corner of his mouth turning up, “but I scared you into jumping off that cliff.”
Izuku rolled his eyes. “It was like 6 feet off the water. Barely a cliff.”
“No,” Katsuki said, the corner of his mouth turning up, “but I scared you into jumping off that cliff.”
Izuku rolled his eyes. “It was like 6 feet off the water. Barely a cliff.”
Those red eyes shifted over to him with a grin that flipped his stomach. “You still cried like a baby.”
“My point,” Izuku drawled, taking a few steps forward, “is that he doesn’t need just control.” He looked up, meeting Katsuki’s eyes. “Kaito needs a father.”
“My point,” Izuku drawled, taking a few steps forward, “is that he doesn’t need just control.” He looked up, meeting Katsuki’s eyes. “Kaito needs a father.”
Izuku choked up on the word, his eyes watering. “He needs to trust you and know that having your quirk doesn’t make him bad or—or—” he stopped, a tear sliding down his cheek “—or destined to hurt me.”
Katsuki’s throat bobbed with a thick swallowed, his knuckles turning white as he gripped his arms tighter.
“Why did you leave?” Izuku asked, needing to know the answer.
“I didn’t mean for any of this to happen,” Katsuki said. He looked away, arms dropping to his side.
“Why did you leave?” Izuku asked, needing to know the answer.
“I didn’t mean for any of this to happen,” Katsuki said. He looked away, arms dropping to his side.
“You should’ve moved one. You should’ve—”
Izuku drew in a staggered, angry breath, his vision blurring. “I couldn’t,” he said, a tremble to his voice. “You /mated/ me!” He turned away, struggling to keep his emotions in control.
Izuku drew in a staggered, angry breath, his vision blurring. “I couldn’t,” he said, a tremble to his voice. “You /mated/ me!” He turned away, struggling to keep his emotions in control.
“I was pregnant.” Izuku spun around, pointing an accusing finger at Katsuki. “With your pup! And you weren’t there!”
He’d never seen tears in Katsuki’s eyes. “I didn’t know,” he said. “You’ve always deserved better than me, Izuku.”
He’d never seen tears in Katsuki’s eyes. “I didn’t know,” he said. “You’ve always deserved better than me, Izuku.”
“I wanted you!” Izuku cried, tears dripping off his chin. “I /waited/ for you! Every summer! Praying that you’d come back, tell me that it was a mistake, tell me that you wanted me too!”
“I did!” Katsuki said.
“I did!” Katsuki said.
“Then why didn’t you come back?” Izuku sobbed, fighting the urge to claw at his neck.
Katsuki shook his head, pacing with his hands twisted in his hair. “You were in the city for one day and were nearly killed.” He turned back to Izuku.
Katsuki shook his head, pacing with his hands twisted in his hair. “You were in the city for one day and were nearly killed.” He turned back to Izuku.
“I had to leave you,” he said, breath quickening to almost a panic. “I had to. I’ve fought some of the nastiest villains, shit you can’t even imagine, and I couldn’t—I couldn’t risk you getting hurt.”
Katsuki covered his mouth, face red from the strain of trying not to cry.
Katsuki covered his mouth, face red from the strain of trying not to cry.
“When I realized that was you that the villain grabbed, I couldn’t fucking believe it. That I still knew your scent after all this time.” Katsuki stepped away. “I am so fucking terrified right now. I never wanted this life for you.”
“Well, you gave it to me,” Izuku shot back, throwing his arms out. “You gave it to me and then you left! Without saying another word. I woke up alone on that damn beach with a mating mark I barely remember getting!”
Izuku took another deep breath, his entire body shaking.
Izuku took another deep breath, his entire body shaking.
“You wanna talk about terrified, how about when I was pregnant with your pup while realizing I was being rejected.”
“I would’ve never rejected you—”
“That’s what happened!” Izuku snapped. “What was I supposed to think? That I was just supposed to stay for your summer fling?
“I would’ve never rejected you—”
“That’s what happened!” Izuku snapped. “What was I supposed to think? That I was just supposed to stay for your summer fling?
Your dirty little quirkless secret? Except you didn’t come back the summer after either.” He forced himself to look at Katsuki, anger burning in his throat. “I didn’t have the option to just move on when you are a part of me! I didn’t get to move on.
I didn’t get to become a hero! I had to sit here, wondering what the hell I did wrong while you lived the life you always dreamed of!”
“I fucked up,” Katsuki said. “I never wanted this.”
Izuku gasped at the pain, his knees nearly giving out.
“I fucked up,” Katsuki said. “I never wanted this.”
Izuku gasped at the pain, his knees nearly giving out.
“You never wanted me,” he breathed too quiet for Katsuki to hear. Anger burned in the mating mark, pulling the air from Izuku’s lungs. “Then why did you do it in the first place? Why did you mate me?” Izuku's voice cracked.
“I didn’t know I did,” Katsuki said, stressing the words. “I should’ve told you, I should’ve explained, but I was 18 and fucking stupid. I was selfish and thought it would be better if you just hated me.”
“I don’t understand,” Izuku said frustratedly.
“I don’t understand,” Izuku said frustratedly.
“If you didn’t want to be with me then why did you do it?”
Katsuki looked at him with years of longing. It made something raw and brittle crawl under Izuku's skin.
Katsuki looked at him with years of longing. It made something raw and brittle crawl under Izuku's skin.
“I wanted nothing more than to be mated with you. I dreamed about having pups with you, a whole goddamn litter of little shits that look like us,” Katsuki said.
“You meant so much to me. Everything. I thought it would be easier to live knowing you were safe here in this town than constantly in danger because of my hero work. So, I left, and it was the worst thing I ever did.”
Izuku wrapped his arms around himself, drawing in shaky breaths. Confused and hurt and angry. A mess of thoughts and past moments suddenly in a new light. Tormenting in his frantic heart. “So, what now?” He looked up at Katsuki through tear filled eyes.
“When your leave is up, what happens to us?”
“I’m still figuring that out,” Katsuki said, his voice hoarse. “I’m not going to leave again, if that’s what you’re asking.”
“I’m still figuring that out,” Katsuki said, his voice hoarse. “I’m not going to leave again, if that’s what you’re asking.”
The mark burned to the point that Izuku gritted his teeth and his nails bit through the fabric of his shirt. Air. He needed air. He turned to go stand closer to one of the open windows.
But he stopped in his tracks.
But he stopped in his tracks.
There was a rickety table pushed up against the far wall, it probably came with the house judging by the age. But the shoe box on top was new. The lid sitting off to the side.
Izuku’s heart skipped and dropped, his balance feeling off kilter.
Izuku’s heart skipped and dropped, his balance feeling off kilter.
Fresh tears pouring from his eyes as he registered the letters, the envelopes. The one open in front of a chair.
“Shit,” Katsuki cursed from somewhere behind him. “Izuku w-wait—”
The paper crunched when Izuku snatched it up, praying that his eyes were lying to him.
“Shit,” Katsuki cursed from somewhere behind him. “Izuku w-wait—”
The paper crunched when Izuku snatched it up, praying that his eyes were lying to him.
He pulled the letters from the box, the address in his handwriting.
All of them open.
He dropped the letters, stumbling back from the table.
“Let me explain—” Katsuki reached out to Izuku but yanked his hand back.
All of them open.
He dropped the letters, stumbling back from the table.
“Let me explain—” Katsuki reached out to Izuku but yanked his hand back.
Izuku was out the door, feet pounding down the porch steps, gasping for breath as he fumbled for his keys.
“Izuku wait!” Katsuki yelled from the door. “Let me explain damn it!”
“You knew!” Izuku screamed, whipping around to look at him. “You knew this entire fucking time!”
“Izuku wait!” Katsuki yelled from the door. “Let me explain damn it!”
“You knew!” Izuku screamed, whipping around to look at him. “You knew this entire fucking time!”
“I didn’t! I couldn’t!” Katsuki argued, taking a couple steps down. “I swear I didn’t. Just let me explain! Izuku!”
Izuku pulled open the door to his truck and shoved the key into the ignition, every bone in his body begging him to stay.
Izuku pulled open the door to his truck and shoved the key into the ignition, every bone in his body begging him to stay.
He locked eyes with Katsuki through the dirty windshield, his heart breaking.
“Izuku, wait!” Katsuki yelled as he pulled out of the driveway. “Don’t—”
Whatever he said was drowned out.
“Izuku, wait!” Katsuki yelled as he pulled out of the driveway. “Don’t—”
Whatever he said was drowned out.
Izuku hit the gas, ripping out of the gravel driveway and taking off in the opposite direction of home. Clinging to the steering wheel as he realized that Katsuki had them.
He’d had the letters the whole time.
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Izuku wasn’t sure how long he’d driven for, but he ended up in a spot he knew well. He left his truck just off the side of the road and trekked through the wild brush till he got to the secluded beach. There was a little alcove in the face of a rock wall.
When the tide was high, water would pool and splash.
Izuku sat beside it on the cool stones. Listening to the crash of the surf in the dark. The nearly full moon lit everything just enough that Izuku could see the water sparkle for miles out.
Izuku sat beside it on the cool stones. Listening to the crash of the surf in the dark. The nearly full moon lit everything just enough that Izuku could see the water sparkle for miles out.
It’d been years since he’d come to that spot.
The names and figures he carved into the rock with Katsuki when they were younger were nearly worn completely away by the water. He traced the deep groove of a K and the chipped slope of D near it.
The names and figures he carved into the rock with Katsuki when they were younger were nearly worn completely away by the water. He traced the deep groove of a K and the chipped slope of D near it.
His fingers trembled and tears stung his tired eyes as he pulled his hand back and looked up at the sky.
“I can’t do this,” he whispered, before sobbing.
It shocked him how hard he cried. The mating mark was swollen and irritated, begging for relief.
“I can’t do this,” he whispered, before sobbing.
It shocked him how hard he cried. The mating mark was swollen and irritated, begging for relief.
Maybe it would’ve been smarter to go somewhere else, a place that wasn’t so familiar. But the salty breeze felt good. There was no escaping something he’d known nearly his entire life.
He breathed through his hiccups, till his heart stopped racing and settled in his chest.
He breathed through his hiccups, till his heart stopped racing and settled in his chest.
The anger melted away leaving only questions.
Katsuki was courting someone or planning to. It wouldn’t be fair to hold them both back for something that happened years ago with no thought. It was just an accident.
It never really meant anything.
Katsuki was courting someone or planning to. It wouldn’t be fair to hold them both back for something that happened years ago with no thought. It was just an accident.
It never really meant anything.
A few tears squeezed out of Izuku’s eyes. He blinked. Letting them run down his cheeks and didn’t bother to wipe them away. Mourning Katsuki. Mourning the life he’d always dreamed of.
One with Katsuki where they were together. And happy.
Maybe Katsuki was right.
One with Katsuki where they were together. And happy.
Maybe Katsuki was right.
They were never meant to last. Let it be the dangers of his work or the type of people they were. They were always an odd fit. Izuku knew that much but that was part of what he loved. That they could make each other better. Filling in the gaps where the other fell short.
But when it came to them and their relationship, there were gaps they just couldn’t fill.
Maybe in another life, they would’ve worked out.
Izuku got to his feet and brushed the sand from his pants.
Maybe in another life, they would’ve worked out.
Izuku got to his feet and brushed the sand from his pants.
He took one last look out at the dark ocean before turning and walking back up the bank.
He rolled into Katsuki’s driveway not long after and parked. But he sat there, staring at the open door till his headlights shut off.
He rolled into Katsuki’s driveway not long after and parked. But he sat there, staring at the open door till his headlights shut off.
He half expected Katsuki to come to the door like he did before. But it remained empty.
Izuku went up the steps slowly, peering through the screen door at the empty living room. The lights were all still on, but it didn’t look like Katsuki was around.
Izuku went up the steps slowly, peering through the screen door at the empty living room. The lights were all still on, but it didn’t look like Katsuki was around.
He pushed opened the door and stepped inside, old floorboards creaking under his weight.
The table where the letters had been sitting was empty. It lay on the ground with a broken leg and smashed chair, scorch marks on the wall.
Izuku passed it and went into the kitchen.
The table where the letters had been sitting was empty. It lay on the ground with a broken leg and smashed chair, scorch marks on the wall.
Izuku passed it and went into the kitchen.
The counters were bare except for a small coffee pot that was half empty. There was a stack of styrofoam cups beside a half-empty can of coffee grounds. Izuku debated for a second before pouring himself a cup.
It wasn’t fresh or particularly hot, but it was better than nothing and Izuku was tired. The clock on the microwave showed nearly five in the morning. He groaned at the thought of going in to work in a few hours.
He pulled the cup of coffee away from his lips when he saw Katsuki sitting outside on the steps.
He sat with his back to Izuku, clearly unaware of his presence.
He sat with his back to Izuku, clearly unaware of his presence.
Light poured from the back door and washed over Katsuki, illuminating the box of letters and the one he was reading, shoulders hunched and elbows braced on his thighs.
Izuku sat his coffee down and walked over to the back door.
Izuku sat his coffee down and walked over to the back door.
His shadow cut through the light and Katsuki’s straighten a few inches. He didn’t look up when Izuku sat down beside him on the step, but his eyes narrowed, staring through the paper in his hands.
“I need to understand,” Izuku said, breaking the silence.
“I need to understand,” Izuku said, breaking the silence.
He watched Katsuki’s profile as his cheek ticked. “I need you to explain this to me.”
Katsuki folded up the letter and held it in his hands.
“I promise you,” he started, sounding just as tired as Izuku felt.
Katsuki folded up the letter and held it in his hands.
“I promise you,” he started, sounding just as tired as Izuku felt.
“I didn’t know. I had no idea about any of this until you showed up the other day.”
Izuku’s throat tightened as he glanced at the box of letters.
Katsuki’s eyes shifted higher, looking at the tree line and the ocean peeking through the leaves.
Izuku’s throat tightened as he glanced at the box of letters.
Katsuki’s eyes shifted higher, looking at the tree line and the ocean peeking through the leaves.
“I left you thinking it was the right thing to do. It fucking hurt,” he said, the last word forced through his teeth. “Made myself focus on fighting to deal with it.”
He tilted his head to look at Izuku.
He tilted his head to look at Izuku.
“Brushed off the migraines and weeks I would go without sleeping as just stress from work. I didn’t think anything of it,” he said. “No one else thought anything of it either. I’ve always been loud and pissed off. Stress could explain not being able to sleep.
I was medicated for the migraines.”
He ran a hand through his hair. “Medicated for ruts too so I only have one once a year and they’re known to be hell to go through so that didn’t trigger any red flags either.”
Katsuki’s shoulders softened.
He ran a hand through his hair. “Medicated for ruts too so I only have one once a year and they’re known to be hell to go through so that didn’t trigger any red flags either.”
Katsuki’s shoulders softened.
“Till a couple months ago,” he said. “Sometimes I’d have days or weeks where I felt like shit. Like the wind got knocked out of me sometimes. The migraines would spike and nothing would make it better till it eventually passed.”
He looked at Izuku, remorse gathering in the corners of his eyes. “Till a few months ago,” he repeated softly and looked away. “I was already pissed off and then I just collapsed. Doctor said I had a heart attack.”
“What?” Izuku said, shaking his head. “You had a what?”
“What?” Izuku said, shaking his head. “You had a what?”
Katsuki’s eyes were distant as he rubbed at his jaw. “Doc told me it was mate related and I told him he was fucking crazy.” He snorted, half rolling his eyes. “Then I started feeling great. The migraines stopped.” He looked over at Izuku.
“That’s when you started the scent therapy, isn’t it?”
“It is,” Izuku said. He sat up and took a deep breath. “When I saw that you were starting the courting process, it. . .” he trailed off with a hard swallow.
“It is,” Izuku said. He sat up and took a deep breath. “When I saw that you were starting the courting process, it. . .” he trailed off with a hard swallow.
“It triggered the mark and I tried to claw it out. Had to go to the hospital. But I’d been having episodes leading up to that, too.”
“Right. That bullshit,” Katsuki said with a groan.
“Are you?” Izuku asked, not sure if he really wanted to know the answer.
“Right. That bullshit,” Katsuki said with a groan.
“Are you?” Izuku asked, not sure if he really wanted to know the answer.
“Are you courting someone?”
Katsuki leaned from Izuku and looked at him earnestly. “No,” he said. “My temper had been getting worse these past six months. PR was tanking so they wanted me to get a mate and settle down like fucking Endeavor.”
Katsuki leaned from Izuku and looked at him earnestly. “No,” he said. “My temper had been getting worse these past six months. PR was tanking so they wanted me to get a mate and settle down like fucking Endeavor.”
Izuku winced and let out a breathy chuckle, but Katsuki didn’t laugh.
“Just the idea of mating someone else pissed me off,” Katsuki said. “I lost control and wrecked the office. Would’ve been worse if Eijiro didn’t restrain me.
“Just the idea of mating someone else pissed me off,” Katsuki said. “I lost control and wrecked the office. Would’ve been worse if Eijiro didn’t restrain me.
They basically told me to find a mate, or they would find one for me.”
“I see,” Izuku said. He glanced at the box of letters again. “Sorry for getting in between all that.”
Katsuki frowned. “Why are you sorry?”
Izuku fidgeted, trying to find the right words to say.
“I see,” Izuku said. He glanced at the box of letters again. “Sorry for getting in between all that.”
Katsuki frowned. “Why are you sorry?”
Izuku fidgeted, trying to find the right words to say.
“You deserve to be happy too is all.” He flushed as Katsuki just stared at him and didn’t say anything.
“I haven’t been this happy in a long, long time, Izuku,” Katsuki said softly, leaning in towards him. “When I saw you in the office, it was like everything made sense again.”
“I haven’t been this happy in a long, long time, Izuku,” Katsuki said softly, leaning in towards him. “When I saw you in the office, it was like everything made sense again.”
A frown worked isn’t way into Izuku’s forehead as he listened. He drew up his knees and rested forward on them.
Katsuki sat back, the corners of his mouth set in a deep frown, tired and upset.
“The letters?” Izuku asked, struggling to keep the shake out of his voice.
Katsuki sat back, the corners of his mouth set in a deep frown, tired and upset.
“The letters?” Izuku asked, struggling to keep the shake out of his voice.
“You told me you didn’t know about them. So how?” He gestured to the box, something thick and anxious in the back of his throat.
“I’d forgotten but when you mentioned letters back in the office, I remembered something my dad said a long time ago.”
“I’d forgotten but when you mentioned letters back in the office, I remembered something my dad said a long time ago.”
Katsuki set the letter he’d been holding aside and picked up a different one, pulling it from the envelope and unfolding it. “I told him to get rid of it.” His tone was curt, choppy, eyes glassing over.
Tears wet Izuku’s eyelashes. “Did you not want to read it?”
Tears wet Izuku’s eyelashes. “Did you not want to read it?”
Katsuki groaned and shifted, kicking his feet out. “More like I knew I couldn’t,” he said. “I knew that if I read that letter or the messages or listened to the voicemails that I’d come back. I wouldn’t be able to leave you.
So, I chucked the phone that morning I left and told him to throw the letter away.”
Izuku tucked his nose into his knees. Taking it all in.
“I didn’t know that you kept writing.” Katsuki dragged the box over a couple inches.
Izuku tucked his nose into his knees. Taking it all in.
“I didn’t know that you kept writing.” Katsuki dragged the box over a couple inches.
“For a year,” he said with disbelief, “and then off and on for a few years after that.” He rubbed at his face, the letter in his hand hanging off his knee.
“He kept them all,” Katsuki said. “When I showed up at their house a few days he had to go into the attic to get them.
“He kept them all,” Katsuki said. “When I showed up at their house a few days he had to go into the attic to get them.
I didn’t expect a whole box. I thought I was going to be sick.” He reached over and dragged the box of letters onto his lap, running his thumb across the edges. “He said he thought I might want them one day.”
Katsuki reached into the box and pulled out a photo tucked in between the papers. One of when Kaito was a baby swaddled in a bright yellow blanket. Izuku remembered tucking it into the envelope before sealing it.
“You read them?” Izuku asked, trying not to fidget.
“You read them?” Izuku asked, trying not to fidget.
“A-All of them?”
Katsuki nodded. “I read every word. A couple times.”
Izuku didn’t remember everything that he’d written but he knew he’d been honest and vulnerable, letting words pour out of him and hoping Katsuki would listen.
Katsuki nodded. “I read every word. A couple times.”
Izuku didn’t remember everything that he’d written but he knew he’d been honest and vulnerable, letting words pour out of him and hoping Katsuki would listen.
“I asked him why he didn’t tell me there were more,” Katsuki said with a dry laugh. “He said he was worried I’d come over and burn them.” He folded up the letter and put it back in its envelope. “He was probably right.”
“But you’re here now,” Izuku pointed out.
“But you’re here now,” Izuku pointed out.
“What changed your mind?”
Katsuki was quiet for a while till Izuku began to wonder if he’d tell him. “When they brought up getting a mate I got angry,” he said, staring down at his calloused hands. “I got pissed off and angry and I kept thinking of you.”
Katsuki was quiet for a while till Izuku began to wonder if he’d tell him. “When they brought up getting a mate I got angry,” he said, staring down at his calloused hands. “I got pissed off and angry and I kept thinking of you.”
He glanced at Izuku. “Now it makes sense, but at the time it just confused me and made the symptoms worse.”
Before he could think better of it, Izuku reached up and pressed his hand to Katsuki’s cheek. The alpha immediately turned into the touch.
Before he could think better of it, Izuku reached up and pressed his hand to Katsuki’s cheek. The alpha immediately turned into the touch.
He breathed deeply, taking in Izuku’s scent.
“You’re feeling better now, right?” Izuku asked, gently drawing his hand away. “I mean after the heart attack?” He huffed when Katsuki merely nodded. “When did that even happen?”
“You’re feeling better now, right?” Izuku asked, gently drawing his hand away. “I mean after the heart attack?” He huffed when Katsuki merely nodded. “When did that even happen?”
Katsuki scratched the back of his head as he thought. “I think the cover story they used was an undisclosed mission in a different city. I was out for a couple days.” He inclined his head towards Izuku but didn’t quite meet his eyes.
“What changed my mind was realizing I nearly died and left things the way they were between us.”
He let out a shaky breath. “I woke up in the hospital feeling like I needed you and that something was wrong, but I couldn’t get my mind to wrap around it.”
He let out a shaky breath. “I woke up in the hospital feeling like I needed you and that something was wrong, but I couldn’t get my mind to wrap around it.”
Katsuki put the lid back on the shoe box and set it to the side. “All my symptoms began to go away but I just felt like I was missing something,” he said. “Just numb and confused and like I lost something I couldn’t place.”
Izuku touched the mating mark, tracing the divots in his skin with a shaky finger.
The sky had shifted from indigo to a light pink on the horizon. Dawn was coming and Izuku realized it wouldn’t be long till his mother and Kaito were awake.
The sky had shifted from indigo to a light pink on the horizon. Dawn was coming and Izuku realized it wouldn’t be long till his mother and Kaito were awake.
He’d have to leave soon, even if he didn’t really want to yet.
“I have a kid,” Katsuki said to himself like he couldn’t believe it. “I didn’t tell anyone why I took the time off. I just needed to be here.”
Izuku stared up at him through a tired squint.
“I have a kid,” Katsuki said to himself like he couldn’t believe it. “I didn’t tell anyone why I took the time off. I just needed to be here.”
Izuku stared up at him through a tired squint.
“I’m sorry I didn’t come to you sooner,” he said.
“Don’t—”
“But I am,” Izuku argued back. “I was too scared to deal with the mating mark. I could’ve tried to get in touch with your agency. I could’ve sent my mom.”
“Don’t—”
“But I am,” Izuku argued back. “I was too scared to deal with the mating mark. I could’ve tried to get in touch with your agency. I could’ve sent my mom.”
He shrugged, biting back words and admissions he wasn’t ready to say. “But we're here now, together, and I think we can figure this out. For Kaito.”
Katsuki looked at him, meeting his gaze.
Katsuki looked at him, meeting his gaze.
“Speaking of that,” he said, “I have an idea and I think it will help a lot, but I’ll be gone for a couple days.”
It made Izuku nervous to think about Katsuki leaving again, but he believed he’d come back. “What’s your idea?”
“An old friend,” Katsuki said.
It made Izuku nervous to think about Katsuki leaving again, but he believed he’d come back. “What’s your idea?”
“An old friend,” Katsuki said.
“I think he’ll be able to help get Kaito over his fear.” He lifted a hand, setting off a small explosion. “I’ve never feared my quirk, but Kaito does.”
“Two days?” Izuku asked, too tired to hide his anxious look.
“Two days?” Izuku asked, too tired to hide his anxious look.
“Two days,” Katsuki said. “I might be back before then.”
"Ok." Izuku stood and leaned against the rail when his muscles ached from sitting for so long. Katsuki followed.
“I need to get home,” Izuku said as he went inside. “Kaito’s probably already awake.”
"Ok." Izuku stood and leaned against the rail when his muscles ached from sitting for so long. Katsuki followed.
“I need to get home,” Izuku said as he went inside. “Kaito’s probably already awake.”
He swiped his keys off the counter where he left them by the coffee pot and bid Katsuki goodbye.
He drove home slowly with a pounding headache and nearly tripped going up the stairs.
He drove home slowly with a pounding headache and nearly tripped going up the stairs.
Inko was in the kitchen, washing up dishes from that morning’s breakfast. She looked over her shoulder and set the pan down.
“Izuku,” she said, coming over to him and gently holding his face in her hands. She frowned with a motherly pout.
“Izuku,” she said, coming over to him and gently holding his face in her hands. She frowned with a motherly pout.
“You were out all night, what happened?”
He was too tired to try and explain everything. Instead, he dropped his head against her chest and turned into her familiar scent. “We talked,” he said. “A lot.”
“And?” Inko asked as he ran her fingers through his hair.
He was too tired to try and explain everything. Instead, he dropped his head against her chest and turned into her familiar scent. “We talked,” he said. “A lot.”
“And?” Inko asked as he ran her fingers through his hair.
Izuku shrugged, not sure if there was one answer to give. “It’s like you said,” he settled on, “we were just teenagers.”
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Izuku decided to call into work that day. He sat in the shower under the spray of steaming water till his skin was pink. He leaned against the side of the tub, swallowing against his sore throat.
The mating bite wasn’t so swollen anymore. It wasn’t irritated.
The mating bite wasn’t so swollen anymore. It wasn’t irritated.
But Izuku could feel a distance coming back. One that he’d know much of his life.
He imagined Katsuki driving out of town.
Izuku let out a shaky breath, eyes burning with unsheathe tears. He rubbed his eyes and shut the water off.
He imagined Katsuki driving out of town.
Izuku let out a shaky breath, eyes burning with unsheathe tears. He rubbed his eyes and shut the water off.
The silence that followed rang in his ears.
Kaito was at school and his mother had gone to work. It wasn’t even noon yet.
He swiped his phone off the counter and debated a few seconds before responding to Katsuki’s message that he had left and would be back soon.
Kaito was at school and his mother had gone to work. It wasn’t even noon yet.
He swiped his phone off the counter and debated a few seconds before responding to Katsuki’s message that he had left and would be back soon.
Izuku told him to drive safe and then shoved the phone in the pocket of his sweatpants.
He crawled into his nest and sighed, surrounded by so many familiar scents. It calmed his racing heart.
He crawled into his nest and sighed, surrounded by so many familiar scents. It calmed his racing heart.
The last couple days caught up with him as he relaxed, and sleep took him faster than he realized.
It wasn’t until he heard his door creak open and light footsteps that Izuku began to rouse. He smiled when a small body wormed its way under his arm and tucked into his chest.
It wasn’t until he heard his door creak open and light footsteps that Izuku began to rouse. He smiled when a small body wormed its way under his arm and tucked into his chest.
“Why are you sleeping?” Kaito asked in a whisper.
Izuku leaned forward, his nose against Kaito’s forehead. “Just taking a nap.”
Kaito nuzzled him again and Izuku tightened his grip. “Can we go swimming?”
“Swimming?” Izuku frowned, his eyes still closed.
Izuku leaned forward, his nose against Kaito’s forehead. “Just taking a nap.”
Kaito nuzzled him again and Izuku tightened his grip. “Can we go swimming?”
“Swimming?” Izuku frowned, his eyes still closed.
“What if I just cuddle you all day? I like that idea.”
“No,” Kaito whined, leaning back with a dramatic flop. “Please, mama, I’ll help grandma with dinner.”
Izuku couldn’t help but smile. He could hear the pout in Kaito’s voice.
“No,” Kaito whined, leaning back with a dramatic flop. “Please, mama, I’ll help grandma with dinner.”
Izuku couldn’t help but smile. He could hear the pout in Kaito’s voice.
He also heard when Kaito grumbled and let out a huff.
“Or is papa still here?” He squirmed and muttered something Izuku couldn’t understand. “Papa can’t come swimming with us.”
A smile cracked across Izuku's face.
“Or is papa still here?” He squirmed and muttered something Izuku couldn’t understand. “Papa can’t come swimming with us.”
A smile cracked across Izuku's face.
He pulled Kaito against his chest and tickled his sides till he was nearly in tears from laughing. The sound was a breath of fresh air and made Izuku feel lighter.
He finally opened his eyes and looked at Kaito.
He finally opened his eyes and looked at Kaito.
His room was dim, but he could see fine and traced the slope of Kaito’s nose with his finger. Izuku sighed at the familiar pout. Almost a mirror of Katsuki at that age. He brushed his thumb over the dusting of freckles on Kaito’s cheek with a small smile.
“Alright, we can go swimming.”
Kaito grinned and fumbled to get out of the nest.
Izuku sat up and watched him run out of his room.
“Hurry, mama!”
“Yeah, yeah,” Izuku grumbled and rubbed the sleep from his eyes.
Kaito grinned and fumbled to get out of the nest.
Izuku sat up and watched him run out of his room.
“Hurry, mama!”
“Yeah, yeah,” Izuku grumbled and rubbed the sleep from his eyes.
He grabbed one of his many pairs of swim trunks and pulled them on. He took a bag from the closet and stuffed it with towels and sunscreen.
Kaito came back in, bouncing on the balls on his feet, and completely unaware that his hands were smoking from the excitement.
Kaito came back in, bouncing on the balls on his feet, and completely unaware that his hands were smoking from the excitement.
Izuku bent down and gently grabbed his wrists. Kaito’s eyes widened in panic, but Izuku turned his face up and took a deep breath. “It’s ok,” Izuku said, taking another and making sure Kaito followed. “See? All ok.”
Kaito stretched his hands out and look at his palms nervously.
Kaito stretched his hands out and look at his palms nervously.
“Good job,” Izuku said and tucked a tuft of blond hair behind his ear. “You ready?”
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The water was nice and cool. Kaito ran past him and splashed into the waves with a squeal.
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The water was nice and cool. Kaito ran past him and splashed into the waves with a squeal.
As Izuku was setting up their towels, he snapped a picture of Kaito. He sent the picture to Katsuki.
Kaito came back up the sandy beach, panting with a grin. He grabbed Izuku and struggled to get him to stand, feet digging into the sand as he backpedaled. “Come on!”
Kaito came back up the sandy beach, panting with a grin. He grabbed Izuku and struggled to get him to stand, feet digging into the sand as he backpedaled. “Come on!”
The beach was empty except for another family further down the beach. The water was calm and shallow.
Izuku sat in the water and pulled Kaito into his lap. He sighed happily as water gently rushed by them. He could tell Kaito was happy, his scent turning sweet.
Izuku sat in the water and pulled Kaito into his lap. He sighed happily as water gently rushed by them. He could tell Kaito was happy, his scent turning sweet.
“I love you,” Izuku said against his hair.
Kaito looked up at him, his eyes wide and searching. He breathed in deep. He relaxed. “You smell different, mama.”
“Well, I took a bath earlier—”
“No,” Kaito said thoughtfully. “You smell kinda like papa.”
Kaito looked up at him, his eyes wide and searching. He breathed in deep. He relaxed. “You smell different, mama.”
“Well, I took a bath earlier—”
“No,” Kaito said thoughtfully. “You smell kinda like papa.”
He frowned and nuzzled Izuku’s wrist. “But more. It’s weird.”
Something in Izuku’s chest warmed. “Bad weird?”
Kaito frowned harder like he really wasn’t happy about it. “Not bad.”
Izuku smiled against his shoulder. “You know, he’s really happy to meet you.”
Something in Izuku’s chest warmed. “Bad weird?”
Kaito frowned harder like he really wasn’t happy about it. “Not bad.”
Izuku smiled against his shoulder. “You know, he’s really happy to meet you.”
He smiled wider at Kaito’s suspicious glare.
“Is he here?”
“No, he went to meet a friend who might be able to help you,” Izuku explained.
Kaito’s glare softened, and he looked down at his hands just under the surface of the water. “If he’s Dynamight, why is he here?”
“Is he here?”
“No, he went to meet a friend who might be able to help you,” Izuku explained.
Kaito’s glare softened, and he looked down at his hands just under the surface of the water. “If he’s Dynamight, why is he here?”
“Why don’t you ask him when he gets back?”
Kaito slumped against Izuku with a grumble, arms crossed over his chest. “He’s a Hero, isn’t he? What if there are villains?”
Izuku kissed his cheek. “He’ll be here the whole summer, honey.”
Kaito slumped against Izuku with a grumble, arms crossed over his chest. “He’s a Hero, isn’t he? What if there are villains?”
Izuku kissed his cheek. “He’ll be here the whole summer, honey.”
“That long?” Kaito scoffed in disgust and Izuku couldn’t help but laugh. “He can’t stay that long!”
“Oh, but he is,” Izuku said and pinched Kaito’s sides, making him giggle. They were nearly knocked over by a bigger wave and Kaito laughed harder.
“Oh, but he is,” Izuku said and pinched Kaito’s sides, making him giggle. They were nearly knocked over by a bigger wave and Kaito laughed harder.
“I can make him leave,” Kaito said very seriously, the ends of his hair dripping with water.
“You think so?” Izuku asked with a grin. “I don’t know, Kacchan’s stubborn.”
Kaito blinked up at him. “Kacchan?”
Izuku blushed and let out a nervous laugh.
“You think so?” Izuku asked with a grin. “I don’t know, Kacchan’s stubborn.”
Kaito blinked up at him. “Kacchan?”
Izuku blushed and let out a nervous laugh.
“That’s what I called your papa when we were kids.”
“You knew papa that long?”
“A long time,” Izuku said softly. He combed his fingers through Kaito’s hair. “We were friends and then not friends and then friends again.”
“You knew papa that long?”
“A long time,” Izuku said softly. He combed his fingers through Kaito’s hair. “We were friends and then not friends and then friends again.”
“And then you had me?” Kaito asked, that curious expression back in his eyes.
Izuku nodded. “And then we were in love. Then I had you.”
“And then papa left,” Kaito said, his voice just a whisper.
Izuku's heart made a heavy thud in his chest.
Izuku nodded. “And then we were in love. Then I had you.”
“And then papa left,” Kaito said, his voice just a whisper.
Izuku's heart made a heavy thud in his chest.
“Sometimes people do what they think is the right,” Izuku explained slowly. “Papa left because he thought it was the right thing to do.”
Kaito turned and looked at the ocean. “When’s he getting back?”
Kaito turned and looked at the ocean. “When’s he getting back?”
“Tomorrow, I think.”
“. . .does he have to?”
“Yes, Kaito.”
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“Yes, Kaito.”
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Izuku frowned at the sound of a rumble coming down the road. He dried his hands and set the half-made sandwich aside to see who was pulling into their driveway. He suspected it was Katsuki. Kaito was upstairs in his room taking a nap.
Izuku opened the front door just as the car came to a stop and swallowed hard.
The engine cut off with a sudden silence. Katsuki stepped out, mid-conversation with the other person in the car, hair windblown and pushed back out of his face with a pair of sunglasses.
The engine cut off with a sudden silence. Katsuki stepped out, mid-conversation with the other person in the car, hair windblown and pushed back out of his face with a pair of sunglasses.
He trailed off as he met Izuku’s gaze, staring for a few moments before snapping out of the daze.
“Izuku,” he said softly as he shut the door.
“I didn’t expect you so early,” Izuku said carefully. He glanced at the other man who got out of the car.
“Izuku,” he said softly as he shut the door.
“I didn’t expect you so early,” Izuku said carefully. He glanced at the other man who got out of the car.
He was older with dark, greying hair, looking between Izuku and Katsuki with muted curiosity. Izuku’s eyes shifted back to Katsuki with a squint of worry.
“Traffic was good,” Katsuki said. He folded the seat forward and grabbed a bag from the back.
“Traffic was good,” Katsuki said. He folded the seat forward and grabbed a bag from the back.
Izuku hid a smile behind a hand as Katsuki shifted uncomfortably, clearly holding a gift. “Who’s this?”
“Old teacher of mind from UA,” Katsuki said, shrugging a shoulder in the direction of the other man, a beta by the smell of him. “Aizawa.”
“Old teacher of mind from UA,” Katsuki said, shrugging a shoulder in the direction of the other man, a beta by the smell of him. “Aizawa.”
“Watch the ‘old’, brat,” Aizawa said with a glare. He turned to look at Izuku, his expression softening and then dropping to the door. A smile pulled at his frown lines as the door creaked open. “You weren’t kidding.”
Kaito squinted at him as he darted across the porch and hid behind Izuku’s legs. “Who’s that?”
“I think he’s here to help with your training,” Izuku said, ruffling his hair. “No need to be shy. Go say hello.”
“I think he’s here to help with your training,” Izuku said, ruffling his hair. “No need to be shy. Go say hello.”
He looked up at Izuku with a pout, but Izuku gave him a gentle nudge. Kaito looked Aizawa up and down. “Are you a Hero?”
“Retired,” Aizawa answered with a note of amusement. “What’s your name?”
“Kaito Midoriya.” His eyes narrowed further. “What’s your name, mister?”
“Retired,” Aizawa answered with a note of amusement. “What’s your name?”
“Kaito Midoriya.” His eyes narrowed further. “What’s your name, mister?”
“You can call me Aizawa.”
Izuku crouched down beside Kaito and got his attention. He looked back at Izuku until Izuku nodded towards Katsuki and his eyes shifted off with a glare. “Kaito,” Izuku drawled quietly. “I think he brought you something from the city.”
Izuku crouched down beside Kaito and got his attention. He looked back at Izuku until Izuku nodded towards Katsuki and his eyes shifted off with a glare. “Kaito,” Izuku drawled quietly. “I think he brought you something from the city.”
Kaito’s curiosity won over his impertinence. He approached Katsuki with all the grace of a skittish cat, careful to keep his distance.
Aizawa leaned against the car, watching the interaction while Izuku sat down on the top step.
Katsuki crouched and set the bag forward.
Aizawa leaned against the car, watching the interaction while Izuku sat down on the top step.
Katsuki crouched and set the bag forward.
“Do you want to open it?”
Kaito snagged the handles of the bag and dragged it over to himself. Izuku could only see a quarter of his face from the angle, but he could tell something had caught Kaito’s attention as his rummaging slowed.
Kaito snagged the handles of the bag and dragged it over to himself. Izuku could only see a quarter of his face from the angle, but he could tell something had caught Kaito’s attention as his rummaging slowed.
He pulled out two action figures, tucked them into the side of his arm, and pulled out more. “There’s so many,” he gasped, carefully setting aside the Heroes to get the others.
“Wasn’t sure who your favorite was so I figured the whole Top 10 set wouldn’t hurt,” Katsuki said.
“Wasn’t sure who your favorite was so I figured the whole Top 10 set wouldn’t hurt,” Katsuki said.
Kaito held the toys in his arm and muttered a thank you before running back inside the house.
Izuku stood after the door shut and approached Katsuki. “That was sweet of you,” Izuku said, smiling more when Katsuki’s cheeks tinted pink. “But I noticed one Hero not there.”
Izuku stood after the door shut and approached Katsuki. “That was sweet of you,” Izuku said, smiling more when Katsuki’s cheeks tinted pink. “But I noticed one Hero not there.”
He shrugged. “Figured he wouldn’t really want that one.”
Though Izuku wanted to talk more about that, he didn’t want to neglect their guest. “It’s nice to meet you, Aizawa. Do you want to come inside?”
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Though Izuku wanted to talk more about that, he didn’t want to neglect their guest. “It’s nice to meet you, Aizawa. Do you want to come inside?”
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After a long discussion over tea and sandwiches, they went back out to the beach. Izuku was happy to see Kaito more willing to work with Katsuki. He wasn’t sure if that was because of the gift or because of Aizawa, but he was relived with the progress, nonetheless.
“Aizawa’s quirk lets him take quirks away,” Katsuki explained. He took Kaito’s hands and spread open his fingers. “If it gets out of control, he’ll stop it. Ok?”
Kaito didn’t look completely convinced but he set off a pop anyway.
Kaito didn’t look completely convinced but he set off a pop anyway.
“You don’t have anything to be afraid of,” Katsuki said and stepped back with a nod of encouragement. He made a small explosion and motioned for Kaito to do the same.
Izuku sat up when Aizawa’s eyes flared red, and no explosion came from his hands.
Izuku sat up when Aizawa’s eyes flared red, and no explosion came from his hands.
Kaito blinked in surprise and looked at Aizawa.
“Breathe,” Aizawa said, the red fading. “Your breath is important. That’s where your control and power come from. Breathe before your make an explosion.”
“You’re sure?”
“Positive.”
Kaito took a deep breath.
“Breathe,” Aizawa said, the red fading. “Your breath is important. That’s where your control and power come from. Breathe before your make an explosion.”
“You’re sure?”
“Positive.”
Kaito took a deep breath.
The explosion still made him stumble but Aizawa caught him with a hand against his back.
“Not bad,” he said to Kaito. “It just takes practice. You’ll get it.”
He tried again. And again. And again. Till he was sitting in the sand sweating.
“Not bad,” he said to Kaito. “It just takes practice. You’ll get it.”
He tried again. And again. And again. Till he was sitting in the sand sweating.
He flopped back, fully giving up, and rolled over to look at Izuku.
“Mama, I want ice cream.”
Izuku dropped his head with a smile. “It’s always ice cream with you,” he teased even as he went to scoop up his child. “Would you like to come with us?” He smiled at Aizawa.
“Mama, I want ice cream.”
Izuku dropped his head with a smile. “It’s always ice cream with you,” he teased even as he went to scoop up his child. “Would you like to come with us?” He smiled at Aizawa.
“The least I can so for your kindness.”
Aizawa thought for a moment before he nodded. “Ice cream would be great.”
Izuku grinned and turned to walk to the car but stopped when Kaito let out a grumble. He turned to see Katsuki still on the beach. “Kacchan, are you coming?”
Aizawa thought for a moment before he nodded. “Ice cream would be great.”
Izuku grinned and turned to walk to the car but stopped when Kaito let out a grumble. He turned to see Katsuki still on the beach. “Kacchan, are you coming?”
Katsuki’s head snapped up and Izuku heard Kaito giggle against his shoulder.
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Izuku caught Aizawa before he left. “Thank you again.”
He stopped and looked at Izuku, almost studying him like something had just occurred to him.
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Izuku caught Aizawa before he left. “Thank you again.”
He stopped and looked at Izuku, almost studying him like something had just occurred to him.
He looked over at Kaito and Katsuki still sitting at the table and chatting civilly, much to Izuku’s relief.
“I’ve known him since he was 15,” Aizawa said with a heavy sigh. “He’s made more mistakes than I can count.”
“I’ve known him since he was 15,” Aizawa said with a heavy sigh. “He’s made more mistakes than I can count.”
His eyes shifted back to Izuku, cutting Izuku off before he could say anything. “But I can also tell when he’s trying really hard.” He set a hand on Izuku’s shoulder. “He’s trying.”
Izuku’s tense shoulders softened under his touch. “I know. I know he is.”
Izuku’s tense shoulders softened under his touch. “I know. I know he is.”
He took a deep breath and shook off the feelings. “Are you staying nearby?”
“I got a rental just down the road. I’ll be here for the weekend,” he said before leaving.
Kaito looked up as Izuku came back to the table, vanilla smeared across his cheek.
“I got a rental just down the road. I’ll be here for the weekend,” he said before leaving.
Kaito looked up as Izuku came back to the table, vanilla smeared across his cheek.
“I leave for two minutes, how are you already a mess?” Izuku asked. He pulled a couple napkins from the dispenser and wiped Kaito's face. “Do you want to come over for dinner?"
Katsuki tossed his empty cup into the trash and shook his head.
Katsuki tossed his empty cup into the trash and shook his head.
“I think this one might try to blow my face off if I’m around any longer,” Katsuki said, looking at Kaito with a teasing glare.
“Do you say that?” Izuku asked, pulling Kaito back around when he tried to hide.
“Maybe,” Kaito mumbled.
“Do you say that?” Izuku asked, pulling Kaito back around when he tried to hide.
“Maybe,” Kaito mumbled.
Izuku shook his head with an exasperated sigh. “We’ll see you tomorrow?”
“You’re sure you want to walk?”
“It’s ok,” Izuku said, yanked back a step when Kaito tried to pull him off. “I’ll let him work off that sugar before dinner.”
“You’re sure you want to walk?”
“It’s ok,” Izuku said, yanked back a step when Kaito tried to pull him off. “I’ll let him work off that sugar before dinner.”
Kaito pulled him harder and Izuku gave up fighting him. Izuku regretted not taking Katsuki’s offer when Kaito got tired halfway home and begged to be carried.
“You did good today,” Izuku said.
“I’m tired,” Kaito said, turning into the crook of Izuku’s neck.
“You did good today,” Izuku said.
“I’m tired,” Kaito said, turning into the crook of Izuku’s neck.
“I’m sure grandma has dinner ready,” Izuku said. He pulled open the front door with one hand and kicked it shut with his foot. “Food and then bed.”
“M’kay.”
After they ate and Kaito was ready for bed, Izuku went up to tuck him in. He held one of the new toys in his hand.
“M’kay.”
After they ate and Kaito was ready for bed, Izuku went up to tuck him in. He held one of the new toys in his hand.
Izuku sat on the edge of the bed and took the action figure from Kaito. “Red Riot,” he said and set it on the nightstand. “Good choice.”
Kaito looked at the Red Riot doll and then the others he arranged on his desk across the room.
Izuku frowned at the blank look.
Kaito looked at the Red Riot doll and then the others he arranged on his desk across the room.
Izuku frowned at the blank look.
He tried to tell himself that Kaito was just tired, but the subtle change in his scent told Izuku otherwise. “What’s wrong, honey?”
“It’s missing one,” he mumbled as he turned over.
“It’s missing one,” he mumbled as he turned over.
Izuku pulled his hand back and looked again at the action figure. He bit back his questions and confusion, instead pressing a kiss to Kaito’s hair. “Goodnight.”
He went downstairs and pulled on a jacket.
“Izuku?” Inko asked, coming into the hall. “Where are you going?”
“For a walk,” Izuku said and closed the door.
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“For a walk,” Izuku said and closed the door.
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It was late and quiet as Izuku walked along the beach. He held a phone to his ear, listening to it ring while he carried his shoes in his other hand.
“Hello?”
“Hey,” Izuku said, slowing his steps. Water rushed by his feet as his heart stammered with a sudden loss of words.
“Hello?”
“Hey,” Izuku said, slowing his steps. Water rushed by his feet as his heart stammered with a sudden loss of words.
“I-I think today went pretty well.” He nodded to himself. That wasn’t too bad. “I was wondering what you were thinking about it.”
Katsuki hummed. “Promising,” he said after a while. “But Aizawa’s only able to stay for the weekend.”
Katsuki hummed. “Promising,” he said after a while. “But Aizawa’s only able to stay for the weekend.”
“Being able to turn a quirk off is pretty amazing,” Izuku mused, treading higher up the beach after a larger wave. “Kaito likes him.”
“Remember when I told you about that mission my first year?” Katsuki asked, the sound of a faucet turning on behind him.
Izuku smiled softly.
“Remember when I told you about that mission my first year?” Katsuki asked, the sound of a faucet turning on behind him.
Izuku smiled softly.
“You had a lot of missions, Kacchan.”
A short sound came through the speaker. “Right, sorry. The one with the yukuza and the little girl we rescued.”
“Oh, that one,” Izuku said, somewhat remembering the news articles about it. “They were using her right?”
A short sound came through the speaker. “Right, sorry. The one with the yukuza and the little girl we rescued.”
“Oh, that one,” Izuku said, somewhat remembering the news articles about it. “They were using her right?”
“Yeah. Really nasty shit. Anyway,” Katsuki said, clearing his throat and turning the water off, “she had a quirk that was pretty powerful. Aizawa took her in and raised her. She’s good with her quirk now.”
“Was he really your teacher?”
“Yes,” Katsuki answered with a groan.
“Was he really your teacher?”
“Yes,” Katsuki answered with a groan.
“Don’t let him fool you, he’s a hard ass.”
Izuku chuckled. A cool breeze pushed through his hair and made him shiver.
“Are you outside?” Katsuki asked, confusion evident in his voice.
“Just going for a walk,” Izuku explained and wrapped his jacket around himself tighter.
Izuku chuckled. A cool breeze pushed through his hair and made him shiver.
“Are you outside?” Katsuki asked, confusion evident in his voice.
“Just going for a walk,” Izuku explained and wrapped his jacket around himself tighter.
“The beach is empty this late.”
Katsuki was quiet for a few moments, but Izuku could hear the sound of a cabinet door closing. “You sure that’s safe?”
“I know you’re from the big city where there’s a new villain every minute,” Izuku teased, “but nothing happens here.
Katsuki was quiet for a few moments, but Izuku could hear the sound of a cabinet door closing. “You sure that’s safe?”
“I know you’re from the big city where there’s a new villain every minute,” Izuku teased, “but nothing happens here.
I’m perfectly safe.”
Katsuki scoffed. “Famous last words, Deku.”
He shrugged, feeling silly knowing Katsuki couldn’t see it. “I do this a lot.”
“What are you thinking about?” he asked, softly with hesitation, like maybe he shouldn’t have.
Katsuki scoffed. “Famous last words, Deku.”
He shrugged, feeling silly knowing Katsuki couldn’t see it. “I do this a lot.”
“What are you thinking about?” he asked, softly with hesitation, like maybe he shouldn’t have.
Izuku chewed on his lip, trying to come up with a way to vocalize his thoughts.
Talking with Katsuki wasn’t always easy, but there was a time when it was like breathing. Constant and unthought about.
But now he was second-guessing himself.
Talking with Katsuki wasn’t always easy, but there was a time when it was like breathing. Constant and unthought about.
But now he was second-guessing himself.
Trying to figure out where the boundary between them was.
“Just. . .a lot of things, I guess. Like when the last time you slept was,” Izuku said and then smiled when Katsuki trailed off.
“I’m sleeping fine, nerd,” he said, almost a grumble.
“Just. . .a lot of things, I guess. Like when the last time you slept was,” Izuku said and then smiled when Katsuki trailed off.
“I’m sleeping fine, nerd,” he said, almost a grumble.
“I know that’s not true,” Izuku said. “I still know you, Kacchan. I can tell when you aren’t sleeping.”
Izuku stopped walking and stared down at his feet as water went up to his ankles and sand buried his toes. He reached up and touched the mating mark.
Izuku stopped walking and stared down at his feet as water went up to his ankles and sand buried his toes. He reached up and touched the mating mark.
“Don’t worry about me, nerd,” Katsuki said.
“So, you’re not drinking more coffee right now?” Izuku smirked when Katsuki sighed. But a thought occurred to him, and he stopped walking. “Is it the insomnia again?”
“Maybe,” Katsuki said.
“So, you’re not drinking more coffee right now?” Izuku smirked when Katsuki sighed. But a thought occurred to him, and he stopped walking. “Is it the insomnia again?”
“Maybe,” Katsuki said.
“Don’t know if it’s caused by /that/ though.”
“Right,” Izuku said and rubbed at the mark, trying to brush off thoughts of wanting Katsuki there with him on the beach. Like they’d done so many times as teenagers.
“Right,” Izuku said and rubbed at the mark, trying to brush off thoughts of wanting Katsuki there with him on the beach. Like they’d done so many times as teenagers.
Though their walks usually turned into hookups and the memories made Izuku’s skin burn. He pulled the phone from his ear and sucked in a couple deep breaths. He bent down and scooped up a handful of seawater to splash his cheeks with.
“Deku, you good?”
“Deku, you good?”
Izuku brought the phone back to his ear with a pained smile. “Yeah! There was—There was a. . .crab.”
“A crab?”
“Yes,” Izuku said. “It’s fine.” He stopped and made himself take another deep breath and looked up at the stars, praying for divine help.
“A crab?”
“Yes,” Izuku said. “It’s fine.” He stopped and made himself take another deep breath and looked up at the stars, praying for divine help.
“Getting Kaito those toys was really sweet of you.”
Katsuki let out a breathy laugh. “He got that same dreamy look in his eye you get,” he said, a smile in his voice, and Izuku blushed.
“You had just as many action figures as me, Kacchan.” He huffed when Katsuki laughed harder.
Katsuki let out a breathy laugh. “He got that same dreamy look in his eye you get,” he said, a smile in his voice, and Izuku blushed.
“You had just as many action figures as me, Kacchan.” He huffed when Katsuki laughed harder.
“Kid didn’t stand a chance between the both of us.”
“He loves them,” Izuku said fondly. “Already had them set up when I put him to bed.”
“Good,” Katsuki said. He must’ve stepped outside because Izuku could hear the sound of crickets singing in the background.
“He loves them,” Izuku said fondly. “Already had them set up when I put him to bed.”
“Good,” Katsuki said. He must’ve stepped outside because Izuku could hear the sound of crickets singing in the background.
Izuku looked up at the half moon. “But. . .he noticed the one missing.”
Katsuki got quiet again, his boots heavy on the porch steps. “I didn’t want to push anything or overstep,” he said after a moment, and then, a little more hopeful, he added, “Do you think he wanted it?”
Katsuki got quiet again, his boots heavy on the porch steps. “I didn’t want to push anything or overstep,” he said after a moment, and then, a little more hopeful, he added, “Do you think he wanted it?”
Izuku really wasn’t sure either. “I think he does,” he said softly. "Kaito seemed pretty sad about it.”
“Can I ask you something?”
“Of course.”
“When did Kaito start being afraid of his quirk?”
A small smile turned Izuku’s lips. “From the start,” he said.
“Can I ask you something?”
“Of course.”
“When did Kaito start being afraid of his quirk?”
A small smile turned Izuku’s lips. “From the start,” he said.
“The first time it went off when he was four, it knocked him off his feet and he cried.”
Katsuki snorted and muttered under his breath, “Shit.”
“But when he was about 5, I think, I told him about you,” Izuku said, listening to the line get quiet again.
Katsuki snorted and muttered under his breath, “Shit.”
“But when he was about 5, I think, I told him about you,” Izuku said, listening to the line get quiet again.
“Then he started school and other kids hear rumors.” He shrugged a shoulder and ran a hand through his hair. “It just got out of hand.”
“I’m sorry,” Katsuki said and Izuku stopped walking.
He drew in a shaky breath. “You’re here now. That’s all I care about, Kacchan.”
“I’m sorry,” Katsuki said and Izuku stopped walking.
He drew in a shaky breath. “You’re here now. That’s all I care about, Kacchan.”
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Izuku woke up on the couch having fallen asleep while watching TV. Someone, probably his mother, had turned it off and draped a blanket over him. The light coming through the open windows was grey, just barely past sunrise.
Izuku woke up on the couch having fallen asleep while watching TV. Someone, probably his mother, had turned it off and draped a blanket over him. The light coming through the open windows was grey, just barely past sunrise.
He stumbled to his feet and followed the sound of pops.
Kaito was in the backyard, face screwed up in determination with his hands splayed open, setting off controlled pops of his quirk.
Izuku watched from the window.
Kaito was in the backyard, face screwed up in determination with his hands splayed open, setting off controlled pops of his quirk.
Izuku watched from the window.
He pressed his fingers to his lips when one explosion knocked Kaito off his feet. But he wiped the tears and soot off his cheeks and got up. Ready to go again.
Pride swelled through Izuku at the sight.
He turned from the window and set about making a big breakfast.
Pride swelled through Izuku at the sight.
He turned from the window and set about making a big breakfast.
Eventually, Kaito came through the back door, dirty, sweaty, and sniffing the air.
“Bath,” Izuku said, directing him with a spatula. “Then you can eat.”
Kaito sunk into his shoulder and shuffled down the hall.
“Bath,” Izuku said, directing him with a spatula. “Then you can eat.”
Kaito sunk into his shoulder and shuffled down the hall.
Izuku listened for the shower to turn on before he turned back to the skillet.
He straightened after a few minutes, a new scent catching his attention.
He straightened after a few minutes, a new scent catching his attention.
The window in the living room was open to let in a cross breeze and it brought in the smell of someone coming toward the porch.
Izuku didn’t recognize the scent and shut the stove off. He got to the door just as someone knocked loud and hard.
Izuku didn’t recognize the scent and shut the stove off. He got to the door just as someone knocked loud and hard.
The force of it rattled the hinges and made Izuku jump.
“Who do you—” Izuku was saying till he yanked open the door. He blinked at a broad chest and had to look up the hulking frame, his senses shooting off with danger warnings.
“Who do you—” Izuku was saying till he yanked open the door. He blinked at a broad chest and had to look up the hulking frame, his senses shooting off with danger warnings.
Izuku gulped at the confused but agitated look he was getting from the stranger. “How can I help you?”
The man glanced around, leaning forward to look into the house. “Is Katsuki here?”
Izuku looked at the man again and his jaw dropped open.
The man glanced around, leaning forward to look into the house. “Is Katsuki here?”
Izuku looked at the man again and his jaw dropped open.
Even in civilian clothes, it was hard to not recognize Red Riot with his blazing hair and hulking size. Izuku swallowed again and let out a very eloquent, “Uh. . .”
Red Riot stepped back with an apologetic look. “Sorry. I’m just looking for him.
Red Riot stepped back with an apologetic look. “Sorry. I’m just looking for him.
His phone pinged near here, but the location is spotty.” He looked at Izuku, a quick up and down. “He’s got a faint scent here.”
“Katsuki,” Izuku repeated, trying to buy time to think of an answer.
“Katsuki,” Izuku repeated, trying to buy time to think of an answer.
“Yeah, Katsuki Bakugo, Dynamight, Japan’s Number One Hero,” Kiri said with a bashful smile. “He took off a couple weeks ago and I haven’t heard a word. Just a little worried, ya know. I’m Kirishima, by the way. Or Red Riot.”
Izuku pinched his eyes closed and sighed.
Izuku pinched his eyes closed and sighed.
“Me and my buddies are out looking for him,” Kirishima said, jutting a thumb back towards the beach. “So, have you seen him?”
“Why don’t you come inside?” Izuku asked.
Kirishima made his house look small as he followed him to the kitchen.
“Why don’t you come inside?” Izuku asked.
Kirishima made his house look small as he followed him to the kitchen.
He sat at one of the chairs at Izuku's direction.
“Are you hungry?” Izuku asked, scooping rice and eggs onto a plate. He set it on the table before Kirishima could deny.
Kirishima ate, his eyes tracking Izuku as he walked around the kitchen.
“Are you hungry?” Izuku asked, scooping rice and eggs onto a plate. He set it on the table before Kirishima could deny.
Kirishima ate, his eyes tracking Izuku as he walked around the kitchen.
He perked up when Izuku pulled out his phone.
He sent a rapid fire of texts to Katsuki about his friends showing up. Maybe it was the presence of another alpha in his home, but Izuku felt like his skin was crawling and wanted nothing more than to shove Kirishima out.
He sent a rapid fire of texts to Katsuki about his friends showing up. Maybe it was the presence of another alpha in his home, but Izuku felt like his skin was crawling and wanted nothing more than to shove Kirishima out.
But he pushed back his instincts and turned back to the Hero.
“Katsuki,” Izuku said again.
Kirishima nodded; half done with his plate. “He’s been here. Have you seen him?”
“You seem really worried about him,” Izuku said. “Can I ask why you’re looking for him?”
“Katsuki,” Izuku said again.
Kirishima nodded; half done with his plate. “He’s been here. Have you seen him?”
“You seem really worried about him,” Izuku said. “Can I ask why you’re looking for him?”
“He doesn’t just disappear like this,” Kirishima said. “He started acting weird and then took a ton of time off. It’s not like him. At all.”
The Hero stood, an empty plate in hand as he approached Izuku.
The Hero stood, an empty plate in hand as he approached Izuku.
“I’m worried about my bro,” he said, eyes narrowing and Izuku’s back hit the counter, but Kirishima was still coming towards him.
For a second, Izuku was scared. Frozen as Kirishima towered over him and took a deep inhale.
For a second, Izuku was scared. Frozen as Kirishima towered over him and took a deep inhale.
“You smell kinda like him,” Kirishima said in an accusatory tone. He frowned and took another sniff, head tilting. “Why do you—”
“Mama?”
Izuku whipped his head over to look at Kaito.
“Mama?”
Izuku whipped his head over to look at Kaito.
He was dressed in clean clothes, hair wet from the shower, and staring up at Kirishima with wide eyes. “Kaito,” Izuku gasped and moved away from Kirishima.
He pulled Kaito into his arms, watching with bated breath as Kirishima’s eyes danced between him and Kaito.
He pulled Kaito into his arms, watching with bated breath as Kirishima’s eyes danced between him and Kaito.
Back and forth with disjointed words. His eyes widened. “Oh, shit.”
“I-I can explain,” Izuku said, but he wasn’t really sure how he could.
Kaito picked up on Izuku’s stressed scent and struggled out of Izuku’s arms.
“I-I can explain,” Izuku said, but he wasn’t really sure how he could.
Kaito picked up on Izuku’s stressed scent and struggled out of Izuku’s arms.
He stood between the two adults; lip curled back over his baby canines with a growl.
Kirishima’s jaw dropped open. “That was adorable.”
A soothing scent started to fill the kitchen and Izuku relaxed slightly.
Kirishima’s jaw dropped open. “That was adorable.”
A soothing scent started to fill the kitchen and Izuku relaxed slightly.
Kirishima picked Kaito up in a hug, turning into his cheek to scent him till an explosion went off and he reeled back.
Kaito landed on the floor, a little dazed before he scootched back towards Izuku. Kirishima laughed, his skin hardened and unharmed. “I know that quirk.”
Kaito landed on the floor, a little dazed before he scootched back towards Izuku. Kirishima laughed, his skin hardened and unharmed. “I know that quirk.”
Undeterred, he pulled Izuku and Kaito into a hug. He leaned away after a minute. “I don’t understand,” Kirishima said, looking between stressed Izuku and scowling Kaito. “How have a never met you before?”
“It’s a little complicated,” Izuku said and leaned back when Kirishima sniffed him again.
A pained look entered Kirishima’s eyes with a soft frown. “You’re Kat’s mate,” he said. “I can tell.”
The validation caught in the back of Izuku’s throat and made the mark burn.
A pained look entered Kirishima’s eyes with a soft frown. “You’re Kat’s mate,” he said. “I can tell.”
The validation caught in the back of Izuku’s throat and made the mark burn.
“I know where he is,” Izuku said, and Kirishima sat back with a grim nod.
“Yeah, I need to talk to him.”
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Much to Izuku’s surprise, all three managed to fit into the cab of his truck. Kirishima’s shoulders were hunched and Kaito sat pressed to Izuku’s side, but Izuku was too nervous to really notice. He drove over to Katsuki’s house trying to think of something to say.
It had to be strange. To find out your best friend had a mate and a child only after said best friend disappeared without word.
Izuku wanted to know what was going through Katsuki’s head.
Izuku wanted to know what was going through Katsuki’s head.
He was worried that maybe the effects of their strained bond had caused more lasting effects than either of them realized.
He pulled to a stop in the driveway and looked over at Kirishima. “This is the place.”
The front door was open. So were the windows.
He pulled to a stop in the driveway and looked over at Kirishima. “This is the place.”
The front door was open. So were the windows.
It was still relatively early, but Izuku had a feeling that Katsuki didn’t sleep much. He expected Kirishima to get out of the truck, march up to the front door, and demand answers, but the redhead’s hand wrapped around the door handle and didn’t move another inch.
“Is everything alright?” Izuku asked, catching a hint of distress.
Kirishima continued to look at the house, but his throat bobbed as he took a hard swallow. “I just didn’t think we had any secrets,” he said and opened the truck door.
Kirishima continued to look at the house, but his throat bobbed as he took a hard swallow. “I just didn’t think we had any secrets,” he said and opened the truck door.
Izuku watched him walk up the porch steps and knock his knuckles against the siding before entering.
“That Red Riot, right?” Kaito asked, ungluing himself from Izuku’s side. “He’s Papa’s friend?”
Izuku nodded as he smoothed a hand down Kaito’s hair.
“That Red Riot, right?” Kaito asked, ungluing himself from Izuku’s side. “He’s Papa’s friend?”
Izuku nodded as he smoothed a hand down Kaito’s hair.
“Don’t worry, honey,” Izuku said gently, “he’s Papa’s best friend.”
“Does Papa have lots of friends?”
“I’m not sure,” Izuku said, “you’ll have to ask him.”
Kaito frowned at that. He looked back at the house as voices inside began to raise.
“Does Papa have lots of friends?”
“I’m not sure,” Izuku said, “you’ll have to ask him.”
Kaito frowned at that. He looked back at the house as voices inside began to raise.
The sounds of arguing made Izuku nervous. There’d already been so much arguing in that poor, worn down beach house. He took Kaito’s hand, and they got out of the truck.
Instead of going inside, Izuku walked around the side of the house to the backyard.
Instead of going inside, Izuku walked around the side of the house to the backyard.
Izuku couldn’t make out what they were saying but it sounded like Kirishima was talking the most.
It was a short slope and then a windbreak of trees till they were on the rocky shore.
Kaito gasped, letting go of Izuku’s hand to explore the tidepools left by the receding tide.
It was a short slope and then a windbreak of trees till they were on the rocky shore.
Kaito gasped, letting go of Izuku’s hand to explore the tidepools left by the receding tide.
Izuku sat down on a rock and watched him, watched the waves roll in and rush out. The smooth crash and salt in the air made it easier to breathe. He couldn’t hear the arguing or any signs of other people.
It was just him and Kaito on a beach no one cared to go to.
It was just him and Kaito on a beach no one cared to go to.
That was until sometime later that Kirishima sat down beside him, his face twisted into a pensive, drawn-out expression.
He looked tired, the kind only made by weeks of stress and worry, all dark lines and grey under eyes. It was hard seeing an alpha in such distress.
He looked tired, the kind only made by weeks of stress and worry, all dark lines and grey under eyes. It was hard seeing an alpha in such distress.
Maybe it was instinct or just kindness that Izuku set a hand on Kirishima’s shoulder.
The redhead tensed under the touch then softened, bone by bone, muscle by muscle, till tears welled in his eyes and a sob broke through.
Izuku didn’t know what to say.
The redhead tensed under the touch then softened, bone by bone, muscle by muscle, till tears welled in his eyes and a sob broke through.
Izuku didn’t know what to say.
He smoothed his hand up and down the sides of Kirishima’s ruddy face, scenting him and trying to get him to calm down.
He was gasping for breath, angry and hurt. He tried to pull away from Izuku but didn’t have the will for it, letting the omega turn his cheek back each time.
He was gasping for breath, angry and hurt. He tried to pull away from Izuku but didn’t have the will for it, letting the omega turn his cheek back each time.
Kirishima placed his hands over Izuku’s holding them to his temple and cheeks. He didn’t look at Izuku, he stared at some point through him and beyond.
“I thought he was dead,” he said, more tears spilling from his watery eyes.
“I thought he was dead,” he said, more tears spilling from his watery eyes.
This was such a change from the strong, always smiling, /unbreakable/ Red Riot he was used to seeing on TV. It made Izuku’s heartache. He pulled Kirishima into a tight hug and didn’t let go.
Kirishima shuttered as he exhaled, his shoulder trembling with shaky breaths.
Kirishima shuttered as he exhaled, his shoulder trembling with shaky breaths.
He turned into Izuku’s neck for a second, taking a breath in with a whimper.
Izuku always found it endearing how alphas softened and relaxed when being scented. He was glad that Kirishima was allowing him to.
Izuku always found it endearing how alphas softened and relaxed when being scented. He was glad that Kirishima was allowing him to.
“What happened?” he asked when Kirishima’s breath finally returned to an almost normal pace.
Kirishima pulled away and rubbed the tear streaks from his face. “I was just so worried about him,” he started, glancing over at Izuku, “and I’m glad he’s ok but shit—”
Kirishima pulled away and rubbed the tear streaks from his face. “I was just so worried about him,” he started, glancing over at Izuku, “and I’m glad he’s ok but shit—”
“I didn’t realize he’d disappeared like that,” Izuku said.
“When did that even happen?” Kirishima asked. He gestured to Izuku’s neck, the mating bite.
Kaito yelled from down the shore that he’d found a crab.
“When did that even happen?” Kirishima asked. He gestured to Izuku’s neck, the mating bite.
Kaito yelled from down the shore that he’d found a crab.
He waved the poor thing around for Izuku and Kirishima to see before he dropped it back into the water. Izuku’s throat felt tight as he brushed his fingers over the scared bite.
“We were 17,” Izuku answered, trying not to choke when Kirishima’s face fell, but his eyes still watered. “It was the last night of that summer, and he was leaving in the morning, so we went to this party and drank—” He shrugged, quickly wiping the tear that got away.
“I remember bits and pieces of it but Kacchan doesn’t. I went to Tokyo a few weeks ago and told him.”
Kirishima looked over at Kaito. His eyes pinched closed and he dropped his head. “Fuck,” he breathed out.
Izuku looked up the hill with worry.
Kirishima looked over at Kaito. His eyes pinched closed and he dropped his head. “Fuck,” he breathed out.
Izuku looked up the hill with worry.
He couldn’t see the house, but he hoped that Katsuki was ok.
“17,” Kirishima repeated in disbelief. “This whole time.”
“We’re working through it,” Izuku said, “for Kaito’s sake.”
“What about your sake?” Kirishima asked, the sternness in his voice surprising Izuku.
“17,” Kirishima repeated in disbelief. “This whole time.”
“We’re working through it,” Izuku said, “for Kaito’s sake.”
“What about your sake?” Kirishima asked, the sternness in his voice surprising Izuku.
The question brought forth a flood of emotions Izuku wasn’t ready to confront. What he really wanted was too far out of reach. It always was and always would be. “That doesn’t matter—”
“Bull shit,” Kirishima cut off, shocking Izuku into silence.
“Bull shit,” Kirishima cut off, shocking Izuku into silence.
The hero looked at Izuku hard, unwavering as hot tears lined his eyes. “I watched my best friend die a couple months ago. I couldn’t do anything to help him, and we all laughed it off when the doctor said it was mate related. So don’t act like your sake doesn’t matter.
You are both seriously hurting right now.”
Kirishima was almost panicked as the words slipped out of him like he was begging Izuku to listen.
“He what?” Izuku asked, his voice nothing but air, sure that he’d misheard.
Kirishima was almost panicked as the words slipped out of him like he was begging Izuku to listen.
“He what?” Izuku asked, his voice nothing but air, sure that he’d misheard.
Kirishima’s expression withdrew. “He coded twice, Izuku. We didn’t think he was going to make it after the second.” He turned from Izuku and took a deep breath. “He stopped breathing. I’ve never been so scared in my life.”
Izuku blinked, shocked as tears ran down his face.
Izuku blinked, shocked as tears ran down his face.
He tried to wipe them off, but his hands were shaking too hard to be coordinated. “I didn’t realize it was that bad.”
“Bad,” Kirishima said softly, “doesn’t even cover it.” He turned to Izuku.
“Bad,” Kirishima said softly, “doesn’t even cover it.” He turned to Izuku.
“He’s better now. I can tell. Maybe it’s being closer to you, but it’s nice to see him like this.”
Izuku wanted to go back to the house. He wanted to check on Katsuki. He needed to. He needed to never let the blond out of his sight again.
Izuku wanted to go back to the house. He wanted to check on Katsuki. He needed to. He needed to never let the blond out of his sight again.
While those thoughts tore at him, Izuku remained sitting. “H-He said he had a heart attack,” Izuku said, staring at his hands wet from tears and trying to get his feet to move.
Kirishima snorted softly.
Kirishima snorted softly.
“Is that what he told you?” He wrapped an arm around Izuku’s shoulder and pulled him close.
The warmth and pressure brought Izuku back. He got control of his body again and shuffled his feet in the sand. He wished Katsuki would come down the hill.
The warmth and pressure brought Izuku back. He got control of his body again and shuffled his feet in the sand. He wished Katsuki would come down the hill.
“Please don’t be too mad at him,” Izuku said, feeling exhausted and dreading that the day had just begun. “I already yelled at him.”
“You’re sure?” Kirishima asked with a smile, it was small and tired but genuine. “I would love to punch him for you.”
“You’re sure?” Kirishima asked with a smile, it was small and tired but genuine. “I would love to punch him for you.”
A laugh bubbled out of Izuku. He dropped his head on Kirishima’s shoulder and watched as Kaito sat at the edge of a pool. “I know he’s not doing ok right now, but I don’t know how to help without hurting myself.”
It was hard to admit out loud, but they felt like two magnets just outside the realm of crashing together.
“Kat’s not the only one that can take time off,” Kirishima said. He leaned forward off the rock and pulled out his phone. “Got a couple friends to come with me too.”
“Kat’s not the only one that can take time off,” Kirishima said. He leaned forward off the rock and pulled out his phone. “Got a couple friends to come with me too.”
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“Do you want to take my truck?” Izuku asked. He held Kaito’s hand in his as he spoke to Kirishima in the driveway.
The redhead’s eyes were sore and puffy even from a distance. He shook his head. “Nah, I think I’ll walk down the road. They should be headed this way.”
The redhead’s eyes were sore and puffy even from a distance. He shook his head. “Nah, I think I’ll walk down the road. They should be headed this way.”
He glanced behind Izuku, eyes catching on the front door before he turned and walked away.
Izuku listened to the crunch of gravel under his boots till he disappeared around the bend. Taking a deep breath, he led Kaito up to the front door.
Izuku listened to the crunch of gravel under his boots till he disappeared around the bend. Taking a deep breath, he led Kaito up to the front door.
It was cracked open and Izuku tentatively sniffed the air as he stepped inside.
“Kacchan?”
He heard shuffling down the hall and a few moments later the blond appeared. Katsuki looked at Izuku and then Kaito. His shoulders slumped. “Didn’t think I’d see you this early.”
“Kacchan?”
He heard shuffling down the hall and a few moments later the blond appeared. Katsuki looked at Izuku and then Kaito. His shoulders slumped. “Didn’t think I’d see you this early.”
There were a lot of things Izuku wanted to ask him. But he really didn’t want Kaito to hear. “Honey, why don’t you go play in the backyard for a little bit?”
Kaito hesitated. But after a nod of encouragement from Izuku, he went out the back door.
Kaito hesitated. But after a nod of encouragement from Izuku, he went out the back door.
He left it open, allowing Izuku to keep an eye on him.
“Kiri talk to you?” Katsuki asked gruffly, shuffling his feet with his hands in his pockets.
“He did.” Izuku waited for Katsuki to say it himself, but he was staring at the ground between them.
“Kiri talk to you?” Katsuki asked gruffly, shuffling his feet with his hands in his pockets.
“He did.” Izuku waited for Katsuki to say it himself, but he was staring at the ground between them.
“Why didn’t you tell me it was that bad, Kacchan?”
The distant crash of waves, the brush of wind across the crumbling drywall—it was loud, swallowing up his voice in the echo. The old house rattled and creaked, the air turning damp. The first storm of the season on the horizon.
The distant crash of waves, the brush of wind across the crumbling drywall—it was loud, swallowing up his voice in the echo. The old house rattled and creaked, the air turning damp. The first storm of the season on the horizon.
It sent a shiver up Izuku’s spine. He watched Katsuki’s face pinch, just for a second, in pain. It made Izuku’s heartache. He jolted forward, not meaning to take a step but consciously took another, and another, till his hand was settled on Katsuki’s cheek.
It’d been almost seven years.
Katsuki had grown taller, filled out more, more scars that Izuku didn’t know the stories behind. His scent had matured, drifting more towards fire but it was still there, the hints of salt and something sweeter just underneath.
Katsuki had grown taller, filled out more, more scars that Izuku didn’t know the stories behind. His scent had matured, drifting more towards fire but it was still there, the hints of salt and something sweeter just underneath.
Something in Izuku rattled. Bits and pieces of /his/ Kacchan still existed—god, he could touch him, could remember the first morning he woke up covered in Katsuki’s scent. It was all there. Just under his fingertips.
It could’ve been miles. A breath of air escaped.
It could’ve been miles. A breath of air escaped.
The heat of the sun on his skin. Tangible but unable to hold it.
“It doesn’t matter,” Katsuki said, his chin tipped down, lips parted as he breathed in Izuku’s scent.
“It does,” Izuku said. “I’m worried about you.
“It doesn’t matter,” Katsuki said, his chin tipped down, lips parted as he breathed in Izuku’s scent.
“It does,” Izuku said. “I’m worried about you.
Shouldn’t you be going to doctors or—” He stopped when Katsuki grabbed his arm. The hold was gentle, but his touch burned, sparked Izuku’s skin to life so suddenly this breath caught.
Katsuki turned into his hand, lips against his palm, and sighed like he wanted to do nothing else. “I want to be here, 'Zuku,” he said with hazy eyes. For a moment they lifted. “Even if Kaito wasn’t here I would’ve come back.”
The mating bite felt warm.
The mating bite felt warm.
All of Izuku’s hopes and wishes suddenly alive in the air. Another gust of rain-scented wind rattled the house and Katsuki let his hand go.
Kaito was halfway into the living room before Izuku heard his footsteps on the hardwood. He looked up at Izuku with wild and excited eyes.
Kaito was halfway into the living room before Izuku heard his footsteps on the hardwood. He looked up at Izuku with wild and excited eyes.
He grinned ear to ear. “It’s starting to rain,” he said.
“Oh,” Izuku said, snapping back into his sense. He looked up at Katsuki. “Kirishima went to find his other friends that came with him.”
Katsuki’s eyes flickered to the front door with a tired look. “He walk?”
“Yes.”
“Oh,” Izuku said, snapping back into his sense. He looked up at Katsuki. “Kirishima went to find his other friends that came with him.”
Katsuki’s eyes flickered to the front door with a tired look. “He walk?”
“Yes.”
“That idiot.” Katsuki stepped around Izuku and went out on the porch.
Kaito stuck to Izuku’s side as he followed. Rain pitter-pattered on the ground and the air was thick with humidity. But he could hear voices coming up the road in a hurry.
Kaito stuck to Izuku’s side as he followed. Rain pitter-pattered on the ground and the air was thick with humidity. But he could hear voices coming up the road in a hurry.
Izuku picked up Kaito as Hero’s he recognized rounded the bend and started sprinting at the sight of the house.
Izuku tucked his smile into Kaito’s hair when Katsuki muttered angrily under his breath.
Izuku tucked his smile into Kaito’s hair when Katsuki muttered angrily under his breath.
“Is that Pinky?” Kaito asked in a whisper, his eyes locked on the three drenched and nearly to the porch. Kaito turned to look at Izuku. “And Charge Bolt?”
“I think so,” Izuku said.
“Kat! We were so worried!”
“I think so,” Izuku said.
“Kat! We were so worried!”
Though Katsuki put on a face of annoyance, he didn’t push them off or even get very angry. Izuku had a feeling he was happy to see them too.
But then Pinky’s eyes shifted over to Izuku, and she let go of Katsuki. “Wow,” she breathed and approached Izuku.
But then Pinky’s eyes shifted over to Izuku, and she let go of Katsuki. “Wow,” she breathed and approached Izuku.
She blinked back tears with a watery smile. “It’s nice to meet you. I’m Mina and that’s Denki.”
Izuku realized that these people were Katsuki’s family. It made him happy to know that Katsuki found people he trusted.
Izuku realized that these people were Katsuki’s family. It made him happy to know that Katsuki found people he trusted.
He remembered hearing stories about them when Katsuki filled him in on life at UA.
“I can’t believe you’re mated, dude,” Denki said.
Izuku caught the pained look on Katsuki’s face as he abruptly looked away. He forced a smile for Mina. “You’re all soaked. Let’s go inside.”
“I can’t believe you’re mated, dude,” Denki said.
Izuku caught the pained look on Katsuki’s face as he abruptly looked away. He forced a smile for Mina. “You’re all soaked. Let’s go inside.”
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The sun came out later and they all made their way down to one of the nicer beaches. Izuku sat down in a shaded spot and watched the others race to the water. A tragic fall by Kirishima led to Kaito winning.
The sun came out later and they all made their way down to one of the nicer beaches. Izuku sat down in a shaded spot and watched the others race to the water. A tragic fall by Kirishima led to Kaito winning.
Izuku watched as Katsuki followed them. He watched, every bone in his body locking up as Katsuki took his shirt off. If it wasn’t for someone sitting down beside him, Izuku wasn’t sure what he would’ve done.
He looked over at Mina and uncurled his fingers from his arm.
He looked over at Mina and uncurled his fingers from his arm.
“Everything alright?” she asked, a small, knowing smile on her lips.
Izuku swallowed past his tight throat and nodded. “I’m fine.”
Mina squinted and then looked at the group of off-duty Pro Heroes running from a 6-year-old with seaweed. “I’m glad he’s ok.
Izuku swallowed past his tight throat and nodded. “I’m fine.”
Mina squinted and then looked at the group of off-duty Pro Heroes running from a 6-year-old with seaweed. “I’m glad he’s ok.
We were really worried—I was really worried.”
“I didn’t know—”
“It’s not your fault at all,” Mina quickly corrected. She shifted in the sand, lips parting and closing like she meant to ask something and thought better of it. After a moment she looked at Izuku.
“I didn’t know—”
“It’s not your fault at all,” Mina quickly corrected. She shifted in the sand, lips parting and closing like she meant to ask something and thought better of it. After a moment she looked at Izuku.
“Can I ask you something kinda personal?”
Izuku nodded. “Sure.”
“When did you two. . .” she trailed off, circling a finger over her neck.
“About 7 years ago,” Izuku said. He pointedly looked at Kaito.
Mina frowned hard with a heavy breath. “Thought so.”
“Why?”
Izuku nodded. “Sure.”
“When did you two. . .” she trailed off, circling a finger over her neck.
“About 7 years ago,” Izuku said. He pointedly looked at Kaito.
Mina frowned hard with a heavy breath. “Thought so.”
“Why?”
She didn’t answer immediately. She pulled her knees up and tucked her chin between them. “It’s just. . .the timing.” Mina smiled but her eyes were watery. “Sure is a cute kid. Looks just like him.”
Whatever was bothering her, it didn’t seem like she wanted to talk about it, so Izuku decided to let it go. “Kaito’s everything to me.”
“The sea,” Mina whispered, her black eyes watering and looking like pools of obsidian.
“The sea,” Mina whispered, her black eyes watering and looking like pools of obsidian.
A tear slipped down her cheek and she swiped it away and sat up, shaking herself.
Again she hesitated like she was torn about saying something. “There was this girl in our class. Jirou.” Mina nodded, mouth set in a hard line. “I think you should ask Kat about Jirou.”
Again she hesitated like she was torn about saying something. “There was this girl in our class. Jirou.” Mina nodded, mouth set in a hard line. “I think you should ask Kat about Jirou.”
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Jirou.
There was something familiar about that name.
Izuku turned Mina’s words over in his head as the day wound down. Later that night he walked down to the beach. The small alcove he’d been to countless times before.
There was something familiar about that name.
Izuku turned Mina’s words over in his head as the day wound down. Later that night he walked down to the beach. The small alcove he’d been to countless times before.
Their faded initials carved into the rock caught the light of the full moon. Izuku smiled, tracing his fingers over the grooves.
He wanted to ask Katsuki about Jirou. Maybe there were answers there. Mina seemed to think so. A classmate. Maybe a friend. Maybe something more.
He wanted to ask Katsuki about Jirou. Maybe there were answers there. Mina seemed to think so. A classmate. Maybe a friend. Maybe something more.
Jirou.
Something happened to her. Izuku remembered hearing about it many years ago. But the details were lost to him. Something to do with Katsuki. He’d been upset that summer but wouldn’t talk about it.
Kissing too hard, too fast. Like they didn’t have enough time.
Something happened to her. Izuku remembered hearing about it many years ago. But the details were lost to him. Something to do with Katsuki. He’d been upset that summer but wouldn’t talk about it.
Kissing too hard, too fast. Like they didn’t have enough time.
Izuku’s heart squeezed painfully in his chest. He touched the mark made in a desperate moment. A forgotten moment.
The ache beneath the skin was tolerable. He’d gotten used to it and couldn’t decide if that was a good thing or a bad thing.
The ache beneath the skin was tolerable. He’d gotten used to it and couldn’t decide if that was a good thing or a bad thing.
Even with the pain and heartache, he didn’t want to forget the warmth that came from just touching Katsuki.
He sat up at the scent of fire and salt, startling Katsuki who stood about ten feet away. The crash of the waves swallowed up his footsteps as he got closer to Izuku.
He sat up at the scent of fire and salt, startling Katsuki who stood about ten feet away. The crash of the waves swallowed up his footsteps as he got closer to Izuku.
“Your mom said you might be here.”
Izuku moved over so Katsuki could sit on the rock beside him, carved initials between their shoulders.
“I like it here,” Izuku said. “It’s quiet.”
“I remember,” Katsuki said quietly with a smile and it made Izuku’s heart skip a beat.
Izuku moved over so Katsuki could sit on the rock beside him, carved initials between their shoulders.
“I like it here,” Izuku said. “It’s quiet.”
“I remember,” Katsuki said quietly with a smile and it made Izuku’s heart skip a beat.
“I’d find you down here on nights I couldn’t sleep.” He looked over at Izuku, a little worried. “When your mind was racing too much to write it down.”
Izuku swallowed hard.
“What are you thinking about?”
“You,” Izuku said before meaning to. It just slipped out.
Izuku swallowed hard.
“What are you thinking about?”
“You,” Izuku said before meaning to. It just slipped out.
As easy as breathing.
“I should’ve told you,” Katsuki started after a moment. “I just don’t know where to start.”
Izuku reached over and wrapped his fingers around Katsuki’s hand. “I’m thinking about how I’m glad you’re here.”
Katsuki looked over at him, searching his face.
“I should’ve told you,” Katsuki started after a moment. “I just don’t know where to start.”
Izuku reached over and wrapped his fingers around Katsuki’s hand. “I’m thinking about how I’m glad you’re here.”
Katsuki looked over at him, searching his face.
“No, you’re not.”
“So you can read my mind now?” Izuku asked teasingly as he pulled his hand away.
“It still shows on your face,” Katsuki said. He stared at Izuku, head resting on his folded arms. “Always has.”
“So you can read my mind now?” Izuku asked teasingly as he pulled his hand away.
“It still shows on your face,” Katsuki said. He stared at Izuku, head resting on his folded arms. “Always has.”
A slightly larger wave splashed into the alcove, making the water surge. Izuku fussed with the hem of his shirt. “Why’d you come over tonight?”
Katsuki shrugged. “I wanted to talk to you. Make sure you were ok after today.”
Katsuki shrugged. “I wanted to talk to you. Make sure you were ok after today.”
“Who’s Jirou?” Izuku’s nails bit into his arms, clenching his teeth and wishing he could suck the question back in.
Katsuki flinched a little, his eyes locked on the ocean. “Where’d you hear that name?” His voice was soft but gravelly, something layered underneath.
Katsuki flinched a little, his eyes locked on the ocean. “Where’d you hear that name?” His voice was soft but gravelly, something layered underneath.
“She was a girl in your class, right?” Izuku asked, watching Katsuki closely. “A-Are you friends?”
Katsuki’s eyes narrowed, lips pressing into a thin line. “No,” he finally answered and Izuku’s stomach dropped as his eyes glazed over. “She died a long time ago.”
Katsuki’s eyes narrowed, lips pressing into a thin line. “No,” he finally answered and Izuku’s stomach dropped as his eyes glazed over. “She died a long time ago.”
Izuku sunk back, breath leaving his lungs. “I’m sorry, Kacchan.” But details were coming back to him.
That last summer Katsuki came to visit. It’d been on the news for a week, but Katsuki never answered his texts, so he thought he’d ask in person.
That last summer Katsuki came to visit. It’d been on the news for a week, but Katsuki never answered his texts, so he thought he’d ask in person.
Didn’t get an answer then either. He figured that Katsuki just didn’t want to talk about it.
The semester before summer break. Izuku sat up, his heart sinking as he looked at Katsuki. He hesitated but they weren’t kids anymore. There was no more running or hiding.
The semester before summer break. Izuku sat up, his heart sinking as he looked at Katsuki. He hesitated but they weren’t kids anymore. There was no more running or hiding.
He reached out to Katsuki, setting his hand on his shoulder, and sliding it up the side of his neck.
“Please talk to me,” Izuku said, more of a whisper.
“It was my fault,” Katsuki said. “We were interning at the same place, and she died. Because I didn’t get to her in time.”
“Please talk to me,” Izuku said, more of a whisper.
“It was my fault,” Katsuki said. “We were interning at the same place, and she died. Because I didn’t get to her in time.”
Izuku ran his fingers through the hair at Katsuki’s nap, satisfied when the alpha’s head bent. “What happened?”
“We were cornered,” Katsuki said. “She told me to go. They needed me at the main fight. I trusted her.” His voice broke at the end. “I fucking trusted her.”
“We were cornered,” Katsuki said. “She told me to go. They needed me at the main fight. I trusted her.” His voice broke at the end. “I fucking trusted her.”
Izuku pressed his nose against Katsuki's shoulder, shaking as he fought back the urge to comfort like he wanted to, like a mate should.
“By the time I got back she was on her last breath. All bloody and broken but still fighting.”
“By the time I got back she was on her last breath. All bloody and broken but still fighting.”
Katsuki lifted his head, cheeks silver in the moonlight. “She was shot through the back right before I got to her. We were about to graduate. We were basically Pro’s.”
Izuku pulled away to look at him. He had a feeling he knew where Katsuki was going. “Kacchan. . .”
Izuku pulled away to look at him. He had a feeling he knew where Katsuki was going. “Kacchan. . .”
“I’d been counting down the days till coming back here. But the moment I saw you”—Katsuki shook his head like that’d get rid of the bad memory—“all I could think about was you dying like she did or worse because I wouldn’t get to you in time.
I wasn’t good enough or strong enough. So, I ran. Like a fucking coward. A goddamn coward.”
“I was too scared of the truth,” Izuku said softly. “You were gone but I could just pretend you weren’t back yet. I didn’t want to hear that you left because you didn’t want me.”
“I was too scared of the truth,” Izuku said softly. “You were gone but I could just pretend you weren’t back yet. I didn’t want to hear that you left because you didn’t want me.”
“That’s not true—” Katsuki tried to cut off.
But Izuku continued, “I was too scared to deal with the mark, to face reality. It felt like accepting that you were really gone. I couldn’t do that. I was a coward too. We hurt each other in so many ways, Kacchan.”
But Izuku continued, “I was too scared to deal with the mark, to face reality. It felt like accepting that you were really gone. I couldn’t do that. I was a coward too. We hurt each other in so many ways, Kacchan.”
He reached up and brushed the tear from Katsuki’s cheek. “But I get it. Your job is dangerous, and we have Kaito but it’s not impossible. We can figure it out. Together.”
Katsuki’s expression fractured for a second, fear and hope colliding.
Katsuki’s expression fractured for a second, fear and hope colliding.
“You sure you want to deal with all of this?”
“My entire life I’ve been left behind,” Izuku said, watching as Katsuki’s face fell. “I won’t let that happen again. Not to me or Kaito.” He trailed his fingers over a scar on Katsuki’s jaw he didn’t remember.
“My entire life I’ve been left behind,” Izuku said, watching as Katsuki’s face fell. “I won’t let that happen again. Not to me or Kaito.” He trailed his fingers over a scar on Katsuki’s jaw he didn’t remember.
“But I need you. I know this is a weird situation but. . .we’ve always been better together. We can do this.”
The waves crashed and the moon hung high in the sky.
The waves crashed and the moon hung high in the sky.
Izuku remembered sitting just as close once, many years ago, counting the seconds between breaths because he was so nervous. The familiar spark radiated in the air between them, alive and unfinished.
“I’m not going anywhere,” Katsuki promised, breathing deeply as he looked at Izuku. “I’d do anything to go back and never leave that morning.”
But the past was gone. There was no changing what happened. They had a history, but Izuku felt like their story was just beginning.
But the past was gone. There was no changing what happened. They had a history, but Izuku felt like their story was just beginning.
“It’s a nice night,” Izuku said, looking out at the ocean as he stood. He brushed the sand from his clothes, suppressing a smile. He reached out a hand to Katsuki. “For old time's sake?”
A smile split across Katsuki’s face as he took Izuku’s hand.
A smile split across Katsuki’s face as he took Izuku’s hand.
Izuku tossed most of his clothes to the side and waded into the warm water. He sunk up to his ears and watched Katsuki follow.
“I’ve missed this,” Katsuki sighed, a look of bliss on his face. “Are you usually up this late?”
“I should be asking you that,” Izuku teased.
“I’ve missed this,” Katsuki sighed, a look of bliss on his face. “Are you usually up this late?”
“I should be asking you that,” Izuku teased.
“You used to be in bed by 9. Even during vacation.”
Katsuki snorted, head leaned back into the water. “That’s bullshit. I was always chasing after you.”
“Maybe when you were older,” Izuku said, sinking into the water as his cheeks heated.
Katsuki snorted, head leaned back into the water. “That’s bullshit. I was always chasing after you.”
“Maybe when you were older,” Izuku said, sinking into the water as his cheeks heated.
A softer smile spread across Katsuki’s face with a short laugh. “Summers got cut short because of internships. Had to make the most of them.”
“I do come out here a lot, or walk along the beach,” Izuku said, his heart racing.
“I do come out here a lot, or walk along the beach,” Izuku said, his heart racing.
His emotions did always get away from him when it came to Katsuki. The mark was content and warm, yet Izuku felt like he was slipping, every fiber of his body begging to be closer to Katsuki.
He couldn’t stop himself. Rocked forward by the waves and years of yearning.
He couldn’t stop himself. Rocked forward by the waves and years of yearning.
Katsuki didn’t move. He watched Izuku with held breath.
There was a scar that crossed over his collar bone and onto his shoulder. Izuku traced it gently, leaving barely any space between them.
There was a scar that crossed over his collar bone and onto his shoulder. Izuku traced it gently, leaving barely any space between them.
Izuku’s breath choked up in his throat as Katsuki’s scent abruptly turned sweeter, enticing, and he was thrust back into the moments as teenagers when hormones got away from them.
“W-Where’d you get this one?” Izuku focused on the scar, shifting with Katsuki’s deep breaths.
“W-Where’d you get this one?” Izuku focused on the scar, shifting with Katsuki’s deep breaths.
“A couple years ago. It wasn’t very deep.”
Izuku shifted, ignoring the way Katsuki was looking at him. “And this one?”
“I was hit by a car.”
“What?” Izuku gaped, snapping up to look at Katsuki.
Izuku shifted, ignoring the way Katsuki was looking at him. “And this one?”
“I was hit by a car.”
“What?” Izuku gaped, snapping up to look at Katsuki.
The alpha smirked at his concern. “It was just a scratch. Promise. I’ve been hit by worse.”
“That’s not something to brag about, Kacchan,” Izuku chastised, trying to move away but an arm wrapped around his waist and hauled him back. “Wait!”
“That’s not something to brag about, Kacchan,” Izuku chastised, trying to move away but an arm wrapped around his waist and hauled him back. “Wait!”
Water swallowed them up and Izuku broke the surface with a laugh that was mostly wheezing. Salt water stung his eyes as he slapped his hand and caught Katsuki across the face with a splash.
Katsuki reached for him, but Izuku slipped just out of reach, a giggle bubbling out of him at the shocked look on Katsuki's face.
“Water never was your strong suit, Kacchan.” He grinned at Katsuki's glare, slowly backing up towards the beach.
“Water never was your strong suit, Kacchan.” He grinned at Katsuki's glare, slowly backing up towards the beach.
He saw a flash and couple loud pops before something hit him, and his shoulder dug into the sand.
“Gonna take more than water, nerd,” Katsuki said with a chuckle.
Izuku pushed himself up, a wave rolling past them and receding.
“Gonna take more than water, nerd,” Katsuki said with a chuckle.
Izuku pushed himself up, a wave rolling past them and receding.
Katsuki crowded over him, tucking a wet curl behind his ear. Izuku wanted to lay there and just look at him. Soak it all in. The way Katsuki was looking at him made his skin burn and the air in his lungs feel scorched.
It took a few seconds to gather the strength to pull away.
It took a few seconds to gather the strength to pull away.
He got up and looked at their strewn clothes remembering why he stopped impromptu midnight swims.
He flinched at the feeling of Katsuki touching the mark. It was usually hidden by his shirt. He waited for a reaction. A comment. Something.
He flinched at the feeling of Katsuki touching the mark. It was usually hidden by his shirt. He waited for a reaction. A comment. Something.
“This is the place I first kissed you,” Katsuki whispered.
“Right,” Izuku said, reaching down to grab his shirt. “We were fifteen.”
He turned around, happy to see Katsuki dressed.
“I can give you a ride home?”
“That’d be great.”
“Right,” Izuku said, reaching down to grab his shirt. “We were fifteen.”
He turned around, happy to see Katsuki dressed.
“I can give you a ride home?”
“That’d be great.”
They walked up the beach and Izuku got into the passenger side. Katsuki reached into the backseat and grabbed a sweater. He shoved into Izuku’s arms as he started the car.
Izuku squeezed the soft material before unfolding the sweater. Plush and green.
Izuku squeezed the soft material before unfolding the sweater. Plush and green.
“You’re shivering,” Katsuki said.
Izuku was pretty sure he wasn’t shivering but he put it on anyway. It was big and hung on him. Very warm. Perfect.
When he saw his house, the exhaustion of the day caught up to him. “I’ll see you tomorrow, ok?”
Izuku was pretty sure he wasn’t shivering but he put it on anyway. It was big and hung on him. Very warm. Perfect.
When he saw his house, the exhaustion of the day caught up to him. “I’ll see you tomorrow, ok?”
Katsuki nodded almost reluctantly. His eyes skirted over Izuku before he snapped forward and roughly put the car into gear. Izuku was inside and halfway up the stairs before he realized he was still wearing the sweater.
He pulled out his phone and called Katsuki.
He pulled out his phone and called Katsuki.
While it rang, he struggled to get toothpaste onto the brush with one hand.
“Hello?” Katsuki answered.
“I forgot to give you the sweater back,” Izuku said through a yawn. “Can I give it back tomorrow?”
“Hello?” Katsuki answered.
“I forgot to give you the sweater back,” Izuku said through a yawn. “Can I give it back tomorrow?”
Katsuki was silent for a minute. “Keep it. It’s yours. If you want it, I mean.”
Izuku straightened and blinked at his reflection. “What?” he asked as he pressed his nose to the sleeve and inhaled Katsuki’s scent.
Izuku straightened and blinked at his reflection. “What?” he asked as he pressed his nose to the sleeve and inhaled Katsuki’s scent.
Being near him, being in his car, Izuku hadn’t noticed how strongly the sweater smelled of him. But it permeated the bathroom. Suddenly fully aware that the sweater wasn’t just Katsuki, but it was purposely scented.
“I figured I should finally do this right, ya know?”
“I figured I should finally do this right, ya know?”
The nervousness in his voice only made the flustered beating of Izuku’s heart worse. He stumbled out of the bathroom and into his bedroom, struggling to not slam the door.
He laid down in his nest, phone pressed to his ear, nose tucked into the sleeve to breathe in as much of Katsuki’s scent as possible.
“Do—Do you like it?”
Izuku could cry he was so happy. “I love it. Thank you, Kacchan.”
“Do—Do you like it?”
Izuku could cry he was so happy. “I love it. Thank you, Kacchan.”
Izuku fell asleep harder and faster than he had in a long time.
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Morning came quietly. A cool breeze blew through the cracked window and made the curtain's flutter. Izuku stretched, his eyes still closed. He was warm and content, so relaxed. A bundle in his arms squirmed and sighed.
Izuku smiled and wrapped himself around Kaito.
Izuku smiled and wrapped himself around Kaito.
“When did you get here?”
Kaito’s voice was muffled against his chest. “Long time ago.”
“Where’s grandma?”
“Dunno.” Kaito pushed back and looked up at Izuku with a tired squint. “Papa,” he said with a hard frown. “Smells like papa.”
It did.
Kaito’s voice was muffled against his chest. “Long time ago.”
“Where’s grandma?”
“Dunno.” Kaito pushed back and looked up at Izuku with a tired squint. “Papa,” he said with a hard frown. “Smells like papa.”
It did.
Izuku tucked into the collar of the sweater and breathed deep, humming on the exhale. “We’ll see him later.” He stroked Kaito’s hair, a quiet /don’t worry/.
“Is papa staying?” he asked against Izuku’s chest, shoulders curled in.
“Is papa staying?” he asked against Izuku’s chest, shoulders curled in.
Katsuki said he was, but Izuku hadn’t heard a plan yet either. They wouldn’t be able to stay in the small town forever. Summer would come to an end once again and something would have to give.
Maybe Katsuki would ask him to move to the city.
Maybe Katsuki would ask him to move to the city.
But Izuku had only known living by the sea. He’d follow Katsuki anywhere. He tried not to let his heart hope, but it was hard when he was feeling whole for the first time in years.
He wanted Katsuki to stay. He wanted to turn over in bed and Katsuki be there.
He wanted Katsuki to stay. He wanted to turn over in bed and Katsuki be there.
He wanted his alpha, his mate, and everything that came with it.
He wore the sweater down to the beach, skin flushed under Katsuki’s heated gaze.
Kirishima slung an arm around his shoulder with an awkward laugh. Both Izuku and Katsuki blinked in a slight daze.
He wore the sweater down to the beach, skin flushed under Katsuki’s heated gaze.
Kirishima slung an arm around his shoulder with an awkward laugh. Both Izuku and Katsuki blinked in a slight daze.
Izuku sat down and watched as Aizawa and Katsuki worked with Kaito. He smiled at Kaito’s growing confidence. He was sure that in time, Kaito would overcome his fear and get a better grasp of control.
Kaito laughed after letting off a good size blast and making Katsuki reel backward. It turned to squeals when Katsuki grabbed him and threw him up in the air.
It felt like a kick to the lungs.
It felt like a kick to the lungs.
Suddenly, all Izuku had ever dreamed of for years, right in front of him, within his grasp.
It terrified him.
That Kaito was happy. That Katsuki was here. That he was wearing a courting gift.
He should be happy, thrilled even. But he wasn’t.
It terrified him.
That Kaito was happy. That Katsuki was here. That he was wearing a courting gift.
He should be happy, thrilled even. But he wasn’t.
Izuku was scared in every sense of the word.
Like maybe it was all a dream and he’d wake up the next morning to find that none of it was real. Or that Katsuki would leave again, and never come back. Find someone else and move on. Because he wasn’t good enough.
Like maybe it was all a dream and he’d wake up the next morning to find that none of it was real. Or that Katsuki would leave again, and never come back. Find someone else and move on. Because he wasn’t good enough.
He didn’t even know if Katsuki wanted something more or if he was just trying to mend their friendship. Was that even an option? The thought of being stuck in some mangled form of friendship made Izuku feel sick.
The sweater was real. The way Katsuki looked at him was real.
The sweater was real. The way Katsuki looked at him was real.
It all had to be real.
But the morning he woke up alone and in body aching pain snuck through his mind. Festering with his worries.
That had all been real too.
All too real.
His fingers pressed into a deeper divot when Katsuki smiled. Hot breath and promises.
But the morning he woke up alone and in body aching pain snuck through his mind. Festering with his worries.
That had all been real too.
All too real.
His fingers pressed into a deeper divot when Katsuki smiled. Hot breath and promises.
“Hey,” Mina said gently, sitting beside him and wrapping an arm around his shoulders. She pulled Izuku till he turned towards her. “Can you look at me?”
Izuku did, he stared into yellow eyes squinted with concern.
Izuku did, he stared into yellow eyes squinted with concern.
Her hands settled on either side of his face, a calming scent followed.
“Breathe with me, ok?”
In and out. Over and over, the scent of honeysuckle around him.
“This has to be hard,” she muttered, brushing back Izuku’s hair as she scented him.
“Breathe with me, ok?”
In and out. Over and over, the scent of honeysuckle around him.
“This has to be hard,” she muttered, brushing back Izuku’s hair as she scented him.
“You’re both so twisted up and confused right now.”
Izuku snapped up, mouth falling open, but his mind drew a blank as Mina released more pheromones and he relaxed again. “Kacchan. . .is he alright?”
Mina frowned, the corners of her mouth digging in deep.
Izuku snapped up, mouth falling open, but his mind drew a blank as Mina released more pheromones and he relaxed again. “Kacchan. . .is he alright?”
Mina frowned, the corners of her mouth digging in deep.
“You’re mates, separated for years and trying to fix a rejection. That’s not easy.”
“Do you have a mate?”
She smiled. “No. Not yet. Not sure if I ever will.” Then she frowned, eyes shifting over Izuku’s face. “You’re scared, aren’t you?”
“Do you have a mate?”
She smiled. “No. Not yet. Not sure if I ever will.” Then she frowned, eyes shifting over Izuku’s face. “You’re scared, aren’t you?”
Izuku swallowed hard and made himself nod. “Hard not to be.”
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“Do you like it?”
He was nervous and asking about the sweater, throat tight and hand gripping the counter.
Izuku took a breath and held onto Katsuki’s scent.
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“Do you like it?”
He was nervous and asking about the sweater, throat tight and hand gripping the counter.
Izuku took a breath and held onto Katsuki’s scent.
Turning every note over till he had it memorized.
There was fresh paint on the walls. All the damaged drywall patched. New trim along the floors.
“I do,” Izuku said, toying with the end of the sleeves. “I really like it, Kacchan. So does Kaito.” He smiled with a short laugh.
There was fresh paint on the walls. All the damaged drywall patched. New trim along the floors.
“I do,” Izuku said, toying with the end of the sleeves. “I really like it, Kacchan. So does Kaito.” He smiled with a short laugh.
“But it’s a little silly, isn’t it? To try and court me?”
Katsuki’s face softened as he looked at Izuku. He reached forward, fixing the folded collar. “You only barely smell like my mate.” His eyes shifted down the column of Izuku’s neck.
Katsuki’s face softened as he looked at Izuku. He reached forward, fixing the folded collar. “You only barely smell like my mate.” His eyes shifted down the column of Izuku’s neck.
Izuku’s breath caught at how close the heat of his hand was. It sent a surge through Izuku’s blood. Katsuki was so close to touching him. God Izuku wanted him to touch him. If he turned his head, he’d brush Katsuki’s fingers.
He could get his teeth on the scent gland on Katsuki’s wrist. Izuku’s gums ached at the thought.
“I want to make you mine, Izuku,” Katsuki said, his hand clenched into a fist and trembling as he drew away. His eyelids were low, nostrils flaring with each heavy breath.
“I want to make you mine, Izuku,” Katsuki said, his hand clenched into a fist and trembling as he drew away. His eyelids were low, nostrils flaring with each heavy breath.
“My mate. Mine.”
His lips curled over his teeth, longer canines on display.
The mark burned. Hot and needy.
Fix. Fix. Fix. Fix.
One bite and it’d be fixed.
Izuku looked up as Aizawa entered the kitchen, a coffee mug in hand.
His lips curled over his teeth, longer canines on display.
The mark burned. Hot and needy.
Fix. Fix. Fix. Fix.
One bite and it’d be fixed.
Izuku looked up as Aizawa entered the kitchen, a coffee mug in hand.
The older man sucked in a sharp, tense breath and sighed.
“Not in the kitchen,” he said, brushing Katsuki to the side so he could reach the half-full coffee pot on the counter. “You can only stretch a rubber band so far before it snaps back.”
Katsuki groaned and glared at him.
“Not in the kitchen,” he said, brushing Katsuki to the side so he could reach the half-full coffee pot on the counter. “You can only stretch a rubber band so far before it snaps back.”
Katsuki groaned and glared at him.
“Don’t need any of your metaphors, damn it.”
Aizawa’s brows rose as he slurped his coffee. He glanced between Izuku and Katsuki. “You should scent each other,” he said, turning to leave. “It’d help. Go on, I’ll watch the kid.”
Aizawa’s brows rose as he slurped his coffee. He glanced between Izuku and Katsuki. “You should scent each other,” he said, turning to leave. “It’d help. Go on, I’ll watch the kid.”
Izuku flushed as Aizawa walked away, knowing they must be obvious.
“Hate to say it, but he’s probably right.”
Izuku’s instincts were telling him the same. His fingers twitched and ached to hold Katsuki near him. To make sure he didn’t leave.
“Hate to say it, but he’s probably right.”
Izuku’s instincts were telling him the same. His fingers twitched and ached to hold Katsuki near him. To make sure he didn’t leave.
Katsuki offered out a hand, his cheeks pink as his eyes flitted away. “Let’s go outside.”
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Salt and smoke.
It was intoxicating.
Strung him up for weeks after Katsuki left. He needed it. Izuku needed it.
It’d been a while since the mating mark hurt but it burned as his back hit the rough wood railing. Salt was on him. The char of a burned-out fire.
It was intoxicating.
Strung him up for weeks after Katsuki left. He needed it. Izuku needed it.
It’d been a while since the mating mark hurt but it burned as his back hit the rough wood railing. Salt was on him. The char of a burned-out fire.
Heat of summer. On a beach. Hitting in the back of his truck where no one could see.
The memories flooded Izuku’s veins. Dreams he’d forgotten. The way Katsuki’s hands felt on his hips, squeezing into his thighs. The thrill when it was new and scary.
The memories flooded Izuku’s veins. Dreams he’d forgotten. The way Katsuki’s hands felt on his hips, squeezing into his thighs. The thrill when it was new and scary.
Izuku smiled as Katsuki’s hand tentatively ran up his side.
Familiar.
Warm.
Katsuki was home. Katsuki was his.
“I want you,” Katsuki whispered, standing between Izuku’s legs. He smiled as he pressed in closer. “Do you remember the summer we were fifteen?”
Familiar.
Warm.
Katsuki was home. Katsuki was his.
“I want you,” Katsuki whispered, standing between Izuku’s legs. He smiled as he pressed in closer. “Do you remember the summer we were fifteen?”
Izuku swallowed hard. He raised his arms, letting them fall on Katsuki’s shoulders with a nod. “Hard to forget. That was the year I presented.”
Katsuki hummed low and deep in his throat, nose dipping down to Izuku’s throat. “The day I got back.”
Katsuki hummed low and deep in his throat, nose dipping down to Izuku’s throat. “The day I got back.”
The reminder sent a blush over Izuku’s skin. He bit down on his lip, fighting back whines and whimpers. “What did you expect to happen when you came back from your first year of Hero training and an alpha?”
Katsuki’s grip tightened; tongue laid flat against Izuku’s scent gland as he licked. “I didn’t think it was possible for you to drive me crazier than you did then," he said, his breath hot on Izuku’s neck.
“We were just teenagers,” Izuku said with a small smile.
“We were just teenagers,” Izuku said with a small smile.
He curled against Katsuki’s chest and pushed his fingers through blond hair. The ache in his neck was fading, replaced with the needy warmth he was growing used to.
“Stupid, horny teenagers,” Katsuki amended with a grumble.
“Stupid, horny teenagers,” Katsuki amended with a grumble.
“I remember it being you who dragged us away from all those parties,” Izuku said, pulling away to look at him. His heart caught; rugged features highlighted by the light from the kitchen. Izuku wondered how he got so lucky.
Katsuki grinned. “Didn’t hear you complaining.”
Katsuki grinned. “Didn’t hear you complaining.”
Izuku’s eyes dropped to his lips for a moment before looking away. “No, I guess I wasn’t.”
“I got something for you.”
Izuku straightened, blood rushing in his ears. He stared at the small box as he struggled to process that it was another courting gift.
“I got something for you.”
Izuku straightened, blood rushing in his ears. He stared at the small box as he struggled to process that it was another courting gift.
Inside sat a thin metal bracelet. As Katsuki fastened it around his wrist, Izuku could smell Katsuki’s scent on it.
“Thank you,” Izuku said, knowing he’d have the scent for a couple months at least before it faded from the metal.
“Thank you,” Izuku said, knowing he’d have the scent for a couple months at least before it faded from the metal.
“I thought it might help with all this,” Katsuki said with a note of guilt. He fussed with the bracelet clasps for a few seconds more before finally pulling his hands away.
Izuku held it to his chest, right above his pounding heart. “How are you feeling?”
Izuku held it to his chest, right above his pounding heart. “How are you feeling?”
Katsuki leaned forward with a smile. “Worried about me, nerd?”
“Yes,” Izuku drawled. “Of course I am.” He closed his eyes with a sigh as Katsuki pressed their cheeks together, nuzzling close.
“What are you doing tomorrow?"
“Yes,” Izuku drawled. “Of course I am.” He closed his eyes with a sigh as Katsuki pressed their cheeks together, nuzzling close.
“What are you doing tomorrow?"
“I have work,” Izuku said, nails digging into the wood railing when Katsuki pulled away. “Why don’t you watch Kaito while I’m gone?”
Katsuki leaned back and glanced at the back door. “Are you sure that’s a good idea?”
Izuku smiled. “He’s stubborn like you. That’s all.”
Katsuki leaned back and glanced at the back door. “Are you sure that’s a good idea?”
Izuku smiled. “He’s stubborn like you. That’s all.”
“He doesn’t get stubbornness from just me,” Katsuki shot back. “I think you’re the more stubborn one.”
“I think it’d be great for both of you,” Izuku said with an eye roll.
He ran his wrists up and down Katsuki’s neck, making sure the alpha smelled equally of him.
“I think it’d be great for both of you,” Izuku said with an eye roll.
He ran his wrists up and down Katsuki’s neck, making sure the alpha smelled equally of him.
Katsuki’s eyes shut with a soft hum, and he leaned into Izuku’s touch. Izuku smiled at the familiar head tilt.
“Just come by in the morning,” Izuku said when he pulled his hands away. “Kaito will be happy.”
“Just come by in the morning,” Izuku said when he pulled his hands away. “Kaito will be happy.”
Katsuki looked a little doubtful and nervous, but he nodded and stepped back to help Izuku off the railing.
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The next morning, Izuku kissed Kaito’s cheek and left him with Inko. Katsuki would come by later.
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The next morning, Izuku kissed Kaito’s cheek and left him with Inko. Katsuki would come by later.
He drove to work, drumming his fingers on the steering wheel and trying not to worry. The bracelet hung on his wrist.
The smell of Katsuki was so strong. Comforting but distracting too. All his thoughts drifted back to Katsuki. Want to know how things were going.
The smell of Katsuki was so strong. Comforting but distracting too. All his thoughts drifted back to Katsuki. Want to know how things were going.
Making excuses to find out. They’d gone to the beach for more training.
Izuku smiled down at the selfie of Katsuki with Kaito under his arm. His heart caught in the back of his throat.
“Hey, are you ok?”
Izuku was shocked out of his daze.
Izuku smiled down at the selfie of Katsuki with Kaito under his arm. His heart caught in the back of his throat.
“Hey, are you ok?”
Izuku was shocked out of his daze.
He swallowed hard and looked up at Rai. She stood a few feet away, clearly worried. She took Izuku’s hand into hers and looked at the bracelet.
“Is that from him?” she asked with a knowing smile.
“Y-Yes,” Izuku said, sliding his phone into his pocket.
“Is that from him?” she asked with a knowing smile.
“Y-Yes,” Izuku said, sliding his phone into his pocket.
“He’s been giving me courting gifts.”
Rai squealed, bouncing on her toes. “I knew it! He’s head over heels for you.”
“He’s with Kaito today.” His heart stammered again thinking about how Kaito would come home smelling like his father.
A home with the three of them.
Rai squealed, bouncing on her toes. “I knew it! He’s head over heels for you.”
“He’s with Kaito today.” His heart stammered again thinking about how Kaito would come home smelling like his father.
A home with the three of them.
Maybe more in the future. Katsuki all to him. Finally.
“Are you sure you’re feeling alright?” Rai asked, head cocked to the side as she looked him over. “You seem a little out of it. More than normal.”
“I think the old mating bite is messing with my head.”
“Are you sure you’re feeling alright?” Rai asked, head cocked to the side as she looked him over. “You seem a little out of it. More than normal.”
“I think the old mating bite is messing with my head.”
She nodded with a hum of understanding. “You’re probably right. It's gotta be weird to have your mate courting you. No wonder your brain’s on the fritz.”
Izuku tried to laugh it off but he was tired. He wanted to curl up in his nest with all the gifts Katsuki had given him.
Izuku tried to laugh it off but he was tired. He wanted to curl up in his nest with all the gifts Katsuki had given him.
He wondered if he could sneak one of Katsuki’s shirts away without him noticing. The thought was enticing. He wanted more of Katsuki’s things. His only option since he couldn’t have the alpha completely yet.
He’d make do.
He’d make do.
Izuku counted the minutes till he could leave work and then drove to Katsuki’s little house on the beach. Two steps at a time and then threw open the front door.
The living room was empty, and the house sounded quiet.
The living room was empty, and the house sounded quiet.
There were cars parked outside and Izuku heard muffled voices coming from outside. It was a nice night, perfect to sit outside.
Izuku took a step to the side, his heart racing with adrenaline. He went down the hall. One of the bedrooms was empty and half painted.
Izuku took a step to the side, his heart racing with adrenaline. He went down the hall. One of the bedrooms was empty and half painted.
The other held Katsuki’s things.
Izuku hesitated at the threshold, heart in his watering mouth at the rumpled bed sheets. But he wouldn’t be able to take those, so he moved to the pile of dirty laundry in the corner.
Izuku hesitated at the threshold, heart in his watering mouth at the rumpled bed sheets. But he wouldn’t be able to take those, so he moved to the pile of dirty laundry in the corner.
He dropped to his knees and picked up a shirt, burying his nose in the fabric and inhaling, gasping for as much as possible.
He pulled back after a moment and shook his head.
He pulled back after a moment and shook his head.
“What’s wrong with me?” he wondered aloud, contemplating for a moment before shoving the shirt and a second into his back and standing.
Quickly, Izuku straightened his clothes and took a deep breath, fighting the urge to lie down in Katsuki’s bed and sleep.
Quickly, Izuku straightened his clothes and took a deep breath, fighting the urge to lie down in Katsuki’s bed and sleep.
He was already crossing a line. Katsuki was giving him sweet courting gifts and here he was stealing t-shirts. Izuku’s face burned at the realization, but he couldn’t bring himself to take the shirts out of his bag either.
Just as he went to leave, the box of letters caught his eye. They sat near the edge of the bed. A couple were open and sitting on top.
Izuku picked one of them up. They were his letters, but he still felt like he was snooping.
The familiar writing tugged at his chest.
Izuku picked one of them up. They were his letters, but he still felt like he was snooping.
The familiar writing tugged at his chest.
He smiled sadly, not sure what to make of the nostalgic feeling. Kaito had been about six months old when he wrote the letter. The creases of the paper were worn and Izuku wondered how many times Katsuki had reread it.
He went to pick up another, but a pen fell from the pages and paper was different. Newer. Izuku’s heart beat with new anticipation. He unfolded it slowly with shaky fingers.
//Dear Izuku,//
The ink was smudged, words crossed out, rambling of thoughts with no direction.
//Dear Izuku,//
The ink was smudged, words crossed out, rambling of thoughts with no direction.
Apologies and promises. Tears gathered in his eyes as he read through the lines. Memories he barely remembered, moments they shared. Love and regret.
Tears dripped off his chin and onto the bottom of the letter.
Tears dripped off his chin and onto the bottom of the letter.
Izuku folded it up and put it back just as he found it, roughly rubbing his cheeks dry as he hurried out of the room.
The room swayed and he leaned against the wall to catch his breath. The backdoor opened and he straightened in panic. It sounded like everyone was coming inside.
The room swayed and he leaned against the wall to catch his breath. The backdoor opened and he straightened in panic. It sounded like everyone was coming inside.
Izuku stayed in the hall, watching as Kaito ran across the living room and Katsuki trailed behind with a tired smile.
“Why’s mama so slow?” He giggled as Katsuki picked him up.
“Mama’s busy working,” Katsuki said with a grin and Izuku felt it in the pit of his stomach.
“Why’s mama so slow?” He giggled as Katsuki picked him up.
“Mama’s busy working,” Katsuki said with a grin and Izuku felt it in the pit of his stomach.
“He’ll be here soon. Probably on his way.”
Kaito looked up at him with a pout but collapsed against him after a second. “Fine,” he sighed.
Izuku stumbled back when Katsuki nuzzled Kaito’s cheek.
“Stop it,” Kaito said, trying to shove Katsuki away but to no avail.
Kaito looked up at him with a pout but collapsed against him after a second. “Fine,” he sighed.
Izuku stumbled back when Katsuki nuzzled Kaito’s cheek.
“Stop it,” Kaito said, trying to shove Katsuki away but to no avail.
“Mama scented me this morning!”
“Oh really?” Katsuki asked and nudged at Kaito’s other cheek.
“You stink.”
“Do I?” Katsuki asked with a chuckle that trailed off.
Izuku took another couple steps back, painfully aware that his jeans were wet. He was wet.
“Oh really?” Katsuki asked and nudged at Kaito’s other cheek.
“You stink.”
“Do I?” Katsuki asked with a chuckle that trailed off.
Izuku took another couple steps back, painfully aware that his jeans were wet. He was wet.
He stumbled against a door and twisted into it, struggling to breathe as he panicked. “No, no, no,” he muttered, feeling between his legs like magically the wetness wouldn’t be there.
A cramp knocked the air out of him with a wheeze.
A cramp knocked the air out of him with a wheeze.
Izuku braced himself on the vanity and dug around for his phone. He struggled to pull up his mom’s number as he trembled, everything in him screaming to go find Katsuki.
Someone knocked on the door and Izuku dropped the phone in the sink.
Someone knocked on the door and Izuku dropped the phone in the sink.
He stared wide-eyed at the phone screen and the SOS message he’d almost pressed send on.
Smoke and salt.
Katsuki was on the other side.
“Izuku?”
Izuku covered his mouth with his hand, struggling to control himself.
Smoke and salt.
Katsuki was on the other side.
“Izuku?”
Izuku covered his mouth with his hand, struggling to control himself.
“Are you alright?” Katsuki’s voice was deep, hesitant, and controlled. He knew what was happening.
Izuku pulled out the two shirts and buried his face in them, sunk his teeth into the fabric, as he leaned his forehead against the door.
Izuku pulled out the two shirts and buried his face in them, sunk his teeth into the fabric, as he leaned his forehead against the door.
“Kacchan,” he muttered with tears in his eyes.
“I’m going to call your mom, ok?”
Izuku yanked the door open, barely turning the knob and splintering the wood.
Katsuki stiffened, nostrils flaring. “Izuku,” he said in warning, “you’re in heat.”
“I’m going to call your mom, ok?”
Izuku yanked the door open, barely turning the knob and splintering the wood.
Katsuki stiffened, nostrils flaring. “Izuku,” he said in warning, “you’re in heat.”
“I need you,” Izuku whispered, tears blurring his vision and spilling over his cheeks. He knew the answer and still asked. “I need you, Kacchan.”
Katsuki’s eyes strained, heartbroken and torn. He shook his head, one foot sliding back. “Izuku, no. . .we can’t. You’re not—”
Katsuki’s eyes strained, heartbroken and torn. He shook his head, one foot sliding back. “Izuku, no. . .we can’t. You’re not—”
“Tell them to leave,” Izuku said, reaching for him but Katsuki stepped out of his grasp. “Kacchan, please. Stay with me.”
Izuku began to panic as Katsuki continued to back away.
“J-Just wait here, I’ll get Mina. She’s an omega. Izuku, please—”
Izuku began to panic as Katsuki continued to back away.
“J-Just wait here, I’ll get Mina. She’s an omega. Izuku, please—”
“Don’t leave me,” Izuku whispered, not hearing Katsuki.
“We haven’t even talked about this—we can’t, Izuku. I’m not—I won’t do that again—”
“You’re leaving me,” Izuku said a little louder. He felt the mark and flinched at the pain. “You’re leaving me. . . Again.”
“We haven’t even talked about this—we can’t, Izuku. I’m not—I won’t do that again—”
“You’re leaving me,” Izuku said a little louder. He felt the mark and flinched at the pain. “You’re leaving me. . . Again.”
“No,” Katsuki said sternly. “Damn it, listen to me. Shit. Mina!”
Izuku put a hand on his neck over the throbbing mark. He grabbed Katsuki’s arm, digging his fingers into skin. “You can’t leave me!” he cried. “I need you!”
Izuku put a hand on his neck over the throbbing mark. He grabbed Katsuki’s arm, digging his fingers into skin. “You can’t leave me!” he cried. “I need you!”
Katsuki didn’t answer but he looked like he wanted to fight Kirishima off when he pulled him away.
“Kacchan!” Izuku cried, fighting against Mina’s grip on his waist. He sobbed, voice straining as he screamed, “Don’t leave again! Don’t fucking leave! You promised!
“Kacchan!” Izuku cried, fighting against Mina’s grip on his waist. He sobbed, voice straining as he screamed, “Don’t leave again! Don’t fucking leave! You promised!
You promised you wouldn't leave me again!”
“Izuku, look at me,” Mina ordered. “Let go of the mark. Someone take Kaito outside right now!”
Izuku thought being rejected the first time hurt, but the second time was worse.
“Izuku, look at me,” Mina ordered. “Let go of the mark. Someone take Kaito outside right now!”
Izuku thought being rejected the first time hurt, but the second time was worse.
He felt it under his skin like a chunk of his heart got ripped out. No beating. No struggle to survive. No anger or fear. Just stillness. Nothing. The silence was deafening. He wanted to scream and cry and call Katsuki back, but he couldn’t.
He looked up at the ceiling.
He looked up at the ceiling.
Someone was crying beside him.
He couldn’t breathe.
Someone was screaming.
Someone was begging.
All he ever wanted was Kacchan. His Kacchan.
Izuku began to realize that hopes and wishes didn’t belong on second chances. He was dying.
That was the only real thing here.
He couldn’t breathe.
Someone was screaming.
Someone was begging.
All he ever wanted was Kacchan. His Kacchan.
Izuku began to realize that hopes and wishes didn’t belong on second chances. He was dying.
That was the only real thing here.
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It’d been. . .so many summers. Izuku had forgotten how many. He clung to them. Every memory with Katsuki grasped tightly.
But he felt them go.
One by one. As he drifted in and out of sleep. Voices and memories. They swam in the fog.
But he felt them go.
One by one. As he drifted in and out of sleep. Voices and memories. They swam in the fog.
An ugly mix of oil and water as parts of him were separated.
The moment the bond fizzle out completely Izuku gasped, all the air stolen from his lungs with no warning. Whether it was on purpose or a result of their situation, it didn’t matter. Not in the end.
The moment the bond fizzle out completely Izuku gasped, all the air stolen from his lungs with no warning. Whether it was on purpose or a result of their situation, it didn’t matter. Not in the end.
What was left of the bond snapped away like a blown-out fuse leaving cold darkness behind.
Izuku wondered if he’d been that cold before Katsuki mated him. It was all fuzzy in his head.
It took a few minutes to register that he was staring at the ceiling.
Izuku wondered if he’d been that cold before Katsuki mated him. It was all fuzzy in his head.
It took a few minutes to register that he was staring at the ceiling.
The beeping came to his sense next, then the distinct smell of a hospital.
He reached up hesitantly to his shoulder, letting out a shaky breath when he brushed the bandage. He didn’t have to feel his skin to know the mark was completely gone.
He reached up hesitantly to his shoulder, letting out a shaky breath when he brushed the bandage. He didn’t have to feel his skin to know the mark was completely gone.
The room was empty with the door cracked open. Izuku pushed himself into a sitting position and watched as a couple nurses walked by.
Part of him wanted to wait for his mother and Kaito to assure them that he was alright.
Part of him wanted to wait for his mother and Kaito to assure them that he was alright.
Another part of him wanted to get away to somewhere private.
He wasn’t sure how long he’d been asleep. Breaking heats wasn’t easy. But it was dark out and the moon was full.
He just needed a little time.
He wasn’t sure how long he’d been asleep. Breaking heats wasn’t easy. But it was dark out and the moon was full.
He just needed a little time.
The last thing he wanted was for Kaito to see him in even more distress.
Izuku put on some clothes and pulled the monitor patches off. The hallways were mostly empty and before he knew it, he was walking toward the docks.
The weathered wood creaked under his footsteps.
Izuku put on some clothes and pulled the monitor patches off. The hallways were mostly empty and before he knew it, he was walking toward the docks.
The weathered wood creaked under his footsteps.
Water lapped at the side of the boats as they rocked.
Izuku dropped down and let his feet dangle into the water. He could see the shadow of himself on the water's surface. The shadow touched the bandage. Picked at the edges.
The skin was scabbed over.
Izuku dropped down and let his feet dangle into the water. He could see the shadow of himself on the water's surface. The shadow touched the bandage. Picked at the edges.
The skin was scabbed over.
But other than four shallow divots, the bite was gone. Nothing, Izuku realized as he touched it. He felt nothing. No pain. No comfort. No burn.
The realization of nothing hurt more.
Tears stung his eyes as he desperately tried to blink them away, but it was no use.
The realization of nothing hurt more.
Tears stung his eyes as he desperately tried to blink them away, but it was no use.
They ran down his cheeks.
“This isn’t what I wanted,” he said, head hung.
Izuku knew he should get back. Someone would notice him gone and get worried, but he found it hard to care. He knew Kaito was in his mother’s care, and he trusted her most.
“This isn’t what I wanted,” he said, head hung.
Izuku knew he should get back. Someone would notice him gone and get worried, but he found it hard to care. He knew Kaito was in his mother’s care, and he trusted her most.
With the mating mark gone, there wasn’t any danger in seeing Katsuki. If he was still around. Izuku wouldn’t blame him for leaving again. The bond breaking completely would’ve affected him too.
They were friends first before mates. Regardless, Izuku would always care about him.
They were friends first before mates. Regardless, Izuku would always care about him.
He started walking through the dark town to the even darker, rocky beach houses. It was a long walk, but it gave him time to adjust to the new feeling of his body. Not a single car passed him so he knew it must be late.
Katsuki might not even be awake.
Katsuki might not even be awake.
Izuku let out a small whimper of relief when he saw Katsuki’s car parked in the driveway. He took the steps up to the porch slowly so they wouldn’t creak too loud and raised his fist to knock but couldn’t bring himself to do it.
He wanted Katsuki. In every sense of the phrase.
He wanted Katsuki. In every sense of the phrase.
But he couldn’t knock.
With a bitter, frustrated sigh, Izuku sat down and leaned against the railing. He decided on waiting till morning and pointedly ignored the pathetic feeling building in his gut.
The stars blinked and the air was humid.
With a bitter, frustrated sigh, Izuku sat down and leaned against the railing. He decided on waiting till morning and pointedly ignored the pathetic feeling building in his gut.
The stars blinked and the air was humid.
It couldn’t be more than a couple hours till morning.
Izuku wasn’t sure when he fell asleep, but he was jolted awake by the front door slamming open.
The sky was grey with fog and held the dim glow of sunrise. The smell of fire and salt and distress hit Izuku.
Izuku wasn’t sure when he fell asleep, but he was jolted awake by the front door slamming open.
The sky was grey with fog and held the dim glow of sunrise. The smell of fire and salt and distress hit Izuku.
More smoke than he remembered. He wondered how his sent had changed.
The subtle change shuttered through him as he turned to look at Katsuki.
He was breathing hard, eyes wide as he took in Izuku and slowly relaxed.
The subtle change shuttered through him as he turned to look at Katsuki.
He was breathing hard, eyes wide as he took in Izuku and slowly relaxed.
After a minute of stretched silence, his shoulders slumped, stress visibly falling away. He looked sad and relieved.
“Izuku,” he said, his voice horse.
“I’m sorry.” Izuku pressed his lips shut. He hadn’t meant to say it.
“Izuku,” he said, his voice horse.
“I’m sorry.” Izuku pressed his lips shut. He hadn’t meant to say it.
His eyes stung when Katsuki took a deep breath and sighed.
The front door snapped shut behind Katsuki and he sat down beside Izuku. “Don’t say that,” he said.
“Can’t help it.”
“You haven’t changed a bit,” Katsuki muttered.
The front door snapped shut behind Katsuki and he sat down beside Izuku. “Don’t say that,” he said.
“Can’t help it.”
“You haven’t changed a bit,” Katsuki muttered.
Izuku turned to argue but stopped when he saw the small curve to Katsuki’s lips.
“You really left the hospital without telling anyone, didn’t you?” Katsuki shook his head when Izuku didn’t answer and pulled out his phone. “Hungry?”
Izuku stood to follow him inside.
“You really left the hospital without telling anyone, didn’t you?” Katsuki shook his head when Izuku didn’t answer and pulled out his phone. “Hungry?”
Izuku stood to follow him inside.
“Starving,” he said, not even sure when the last time he’d eaten was. He stopped in the living room and looked at the hallway where he’d collapsed.
An arm snaked around his shoulder and forced him to walk away. “Don’t worry about it,” Katsuki said, guiding him into the kitchen.
An arm snaked around his shoulder and forced him to walk away. “Don’t worry about it,” Katsuki said, guiding him into the kitchen.
He watched as Katsuki went about the kitchen getting pans and mixing bowls out.
“I felt it go,” Izuku said. His hands knotted together in his lap when Katsuki stilled. “The bond. It’s gone.”
He managed to stop himself from saying the last part but just barely.
“I felt it go,” Izuku said. His hands knotted together in his lap when Katsuki stilled. “The bond. It’s gone.”
He managed to stop himself from saying the last part but just barely.
It caught in his throat painfully.
Without the bond, Katsuki was free. Free to go.
“I don’t care,” Katsuki said lowly. He set a pan down and it echoed off the half-painted walls. “You’re still my mate. You always will be.”
He was beautiful when he made promises.
Without the bond, Katsuki was free. Free to go.
“I don’t care,” Katsuki said lowly. He set a pan down and it echoed off the half-painted walls. “You’re still my mate. You always will be.”
He was beautiful when he made promises.
“My only regret is not putting that bite in the right spot.” Katsuki’s eyes trailed down the side of Izuku's neck with a pinch of annoyance. “Wouldn’t have faded so easily if it was.”
Izuku’s hand flew to his neck defensively. “I loved it.”
“It was sloppy,” Katsuki argued.
Izuku’s hand flew to his neck defensively. “I loved it.”
“It was sloppy,” Katsuki argued.
“You think you can do better?” Izuku asked as he let his scent get stronger.
He wanted Katsuki.
Across the kitchen, Katsuki shifted and licked his lips. He reached behind him and turned the stove off. “I know I can.”
He wanted Katsuki.
Across the kitchen, Katsuki shifted and licked his lips. He reached behind him and turned the stove off. “I know I can.”
Izuku pulled the collar of his shirt down and bared his neck. “Then prove it, Alpha.”
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“A little soon for that, isn’t it, Izuku?” Katsuki said.
Izuku dropped his grip on his shirt with a dubious look. “We have a child.”
“I know that,” Katsuki said, pinching the bridge of his nose. “I meant, you just got out of the hospital.
Izuku dropped his grip on his shirt with a dubious look. “We have a child.”
“I know that,” Katsuki said, pinching the bridge of his nose. “I meant, you just got out of the hospital.
We shouldn’t—” he cut off, taking in a sharp breath, and looked away. “Shouldn’t we take this slower?”
“We’ve been taking things slow,” Izuku said, dragging out the words. He shook his head, tears in his eyes. “I can’t let Kaito see me like this. I’m not right.”
“We’ve been taking things slow,” Izuku said, dragging out the words. He shook his head, tears in his eyes. “I can’t let Kaito see me like this. I’m not right.”
Katsuki’s face was tight. Jaw ticking as he swallowed hard.
“I never should’ve gone to Tokyo,” Izuku whispered. It was all air from the back of his throat. Barely even words. A lifetime of pain would have been better than /nothing/.
“I never should’ve gone to Tokyo,” Izuku whispered. It was all air from the back of his throat. Barely even words. A lifetime of pain would have been better than /nothing/.
From across the kitchen, Katsuki paused, lips parting in disbelief as his brow furrowed. “What did you say?”
Izuku stared at the outdated linoleum flooring, wishing he could sink into it.
Izuku stared at the outdated linoleum flooring, wishing he could sink into it.
“What did you just say?” Katsuki asked louder, the quiver in his voice making Izuku flinch.
“I never should’ve gone to Tokyo,” Izuku said through bitter, gritted teeth.
Katsuki straightened, shoulders drawing back, eyes strained. “Don’t lie to me.”
“I’m not lying.”
“I never should’ve gone to Tokyo,” Izuku said through bitter, gritted teeth.
Katsuki straightened, shoulders drawing back, eyes strained. “Don’t lie to me.”
“I’m not lying.”
“Bullshit!”
The stove rattled at Katsuki brought his fist down on it. Silence followed that could’ve burned the house down. Sparking with anger and years of hurt feelings.
Izuku’s hands shook.
The stove rattled at Katsuki brought his fist down on it. Silence followed that could’ve burned the house down. Sparking with anger and years of hurt feelings.
Izuku’s hands shook.
He pulled them into fists to try and hide it, but his lip quivered, and more tears filled his eyes. He knew that everything he was feeling showed on his face.
But he looked Katsuki in the eye knowing he was just hurting. It hurt too much. Something had to give.
But he looked Katsuki in the eye knowing he was just hurting. It hurt too much. Something had to give.
“I never should’ve gone to Tokyo!” Izuku yelled. A sob caught in his throat.
He expected Katsuki to yell back, to argue, to give something that Izuku could hold on to.
Something.
“Why?” Katsuki asked quietly.
He expected Katsuki to yell back, to argue, to give something that Izuku could hold on to.
Something.
“Why?” Katsuki asked quietly.
He stared at the ground at his feet, shielding most of his face from Izuku’s view. When Izuku didn’t answer he lifted his head, red, tear-filled eyes meeting Izuku’s. “Tell me why.”
“We were never meant to work out,” Izuku said, wrapping his arms around himself.
“We were never meant to work out,” Izuku said, wrapping his arms around himself.
“I’m just—” he paused, struggling to fit the words in his mouth, “I’m just a deku and you’re /Dynamight/. We don’t work.”
“You’re still sick,” Katsuki said but he was shaking.
“You shouldn’t have come back here,” Izuku said, his voice getting steadier.
“You’re still sick,” Katsuki said but he was shaking.
“You shouldn’t have come back here,” Izuku said, his voice getting steadier.
Katsuki’s head snapped up; lips pressed into a hard, thin line. “I should’ve been here sooner. I fucked up! I know that!”
“It’s gone!” Izuku cried, the chair toppling over behind him. “There’s no bond. It doesn’t matter anymore!”
“It’s gone!” Izuku cried, the chair toppling over behind him. “There’s no bond. It doesn’t matter anymore!”
“I don’t need a fucking bond to tell me I love you!” He repeated softer after a moment, “I love you.”
Part of Izuku wanted to turn and walk away, but he couldn’t get his feet to move. Katsuki’s arms wrapped around him and there was no escaping. Nose tucked against his cheek.
Part of Izuku wanted to turn and walk away, but he couldn’t get his feet to move. Katsuki’s arms wrapped around him and there was no escaping. Nose tucked against his cheek.
Breathing in the smoke of a fire. Like finally finding rest. Izuku’s body sagged. If Katsuki let go, he’d drop to the floor.
“I love you,” Katsuki said against his hair. “Mate or not, I don’t want anyone else.”
Izuku hiccupped. “You can’t mean that.”
“I love you,” Katsuki said against his hair. “Mate or not, I don’t want anyone else.”
Izuku hiccupped. “You can’t mean that.”
There were dark spots on Katsuki’s shirt. He could barely see through the tears.
Katsuki shifted his heavy limbs up and Izuku tightened his grip when he was lifted.
The bedroom was just as Izuku remembered it. Katsuki sat him down on the mattress and grabbed a blanket.
Katsuki shifted his heavy limbs up and Izuku tightened his grip when he was lifted.
The bedroom was just as Izuku remembered it. Katsuki sat him down on the mattress and grabbed a blanket.
Izuku sunk into the sheets, heart skipping beats as Katsuki laid down beside him and threw the blanket over their bodies.
He sighed softly, but it was content. He smiled as he wove a hand through Izuku’s hair and brushed a thumb over a freckled cheek. “Right where you belong.”
He sighed softly, but it was content. He smiled as he wove a hand through Izuku’s hair and brushed a thumb over a freckled cheek. “Right where you belong.”
He moved closer, arm slipping around to pull Izuku closer.
Like the tide coming in. He was swallowed.
“I used to write those letters when it was late,” Izuku started. “We had this fire pit and I’d sit there till it burned itself out.”
He could hear Katsuki’s heart beating.
Like the tide coming in. He was swallowed.
“I used to write those letters when it was late,” Izuku started. “We had this fire pit and I’d sit there till it burned itself out.”
He could hear Katsuki’s heart beating.
Could feel it against his forehead. The yearning he felt for years caught up in his throat.
Countless nights sitting in the glow of softly crackling embers with a hand on his stomach, just for fleeting seconds of what it might be to have Katsuki beside him.
Countless nights sitting in the glow of softly crackling embers with a hand on his stomach, just for fleeting seconds of what it might be to have Katsuki beside him.
“Because it smelled like you.” A silent sob curled against his spine. He didn’t think it was possible for Katsuki to bring him closer. “And I missed you so much.”
Katsuki took in a shaky breath. It rattled against Izuku. Tucking his nose further into green hair.
Katsuki took in a shaky breath. It rattled against Izuku. Tucking his nose further into green hair.
“I’m never leaving you again.”
Izuku tried to lean back to look at Katsuki, but he couldn’t and stopped fighting the tight embrace. The pressure made him tired, loose joints and broken heart all pushed back into place.
Izuku tried to lean back to look at Katsuki, but he couldn’t and stopped fighting the tight embrace. The pressure made him tired, loose joints and broken heart all pushed back into place.
“You’re leaving in a couple weeks,” Izuku breathed with a tired smile.
“Come with me,” Katsuki said after a moment.
The shoebox of letters was pushed against the wall. Izuku could see it over Katsuki’s shoulder. A picture of Kaito in a yellow blanket sitting beside it.
“Come with me,” Katsuki said after a moment.
The shoebox of letters was pushed against the wall. Izuku could see it over Katsuki’s shoulder. A picture of Kaito in a yellow blanket sitting beside it.
He relaxed against Katsuki, taking a deep breath that met his core.
“Ok,” he whispered, knowing those long nights finally meant something.
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There were seven scars on Katsuki’s face.
They were nearly invisible unless they caught the light just right. With the way the sunlight was streaming through the window and over Katsuki’s cheek, Izuku could see the slight divot in his jaw.
They were nine.
They were nearly invisible unless they caught the light just right. With the way the sunlight was streaming through the window and over Katsuki’s cheek, Izuku could see the slight divot in his jaw.
They were nine.
Begging him not to climb so high. The branch snapped and a lower limb caught him on the jaw.
Scrapped all the way up his cheek.
Only that small divot was left.
Scrapped all the way up his cheek.
Only that small divot was left.
But he remembered dragging Katsuki home and making him sit on the porch steps while he went and got his mom's first aid kit. Remembered all the whining Katsuki did as he cleared the scratch.
There was a thin white line over his nose.
There was a thin white line over his nose.
Izuku wondered if it’d been broken at some point.
A couple on his cheeks. Barely visible.
Katsuki shifted, settling his arms across Izuku’s side, and pulled him closer.
It sucked the air right from Izuku’s lungs.
A couple on his cheeks. Barely visible.
Katsuki shifted, settling his arms across Izuku’s side, and pulled him closer.
It sucked the air right from Izuku’s lungs.
“What are you staring at?” he asked against Izuku’s forehead, lips brushing skin.
Izuku touched that divot in his skin, whispering, “Let’s go swimming.”
“Swimming?” Katsuki said with a crooked smile. “Yeah. . .we can do that.” He wrapped a lock of green hair around his finger.
Izuku touched that divot in his skin, whispering, “Let’s go swimming.”
“Swimming?” Katsuki said with a crooked smile. “Yeah. . .we can do that.” He wrapped a lock of green hair around his finger.
Izuku rolled out of his grasp and got up first, darting out of the bedroom while Katsuki was still twisted up in the blankets.
“Damn it—! Izuku! You little shit!” he yelled, cursing sweet threats as he chased Izuku down to the beach.
“Damn it—! Izuku! You little shit!” he yelled, cursing sweet threats as he chased Izuku down to the beach.
Izuku ran as fast as he could, too afraid to look behind him but imagining Katsuki right on his heels. The rocky shore forced him to slow down and wade carefully into the water. It was warm and calm.
That serenity was annihilated when Katsuki splashed in after him, moving faster than Izuku thought he could. He couldn’t remember the last time he’d laughed so hard.
Felt so alive.
He clung to Katsuki when the ground dropped off and they sunk to their shoulders.
Felt so alive.
He clung to Katsuki when the ground dropped off and they sunk to their shoulders.
His lungs struggled to function with Katsuki’s arms wrapped around his waist. He remembered the same gut twisting feeling from when he was fifteen.
Realizing that he was in love with his best friend.
“You’re thinking again,” Katsuki muttered in tease. “Tell me.”
Realizing that he was in love with his best friend.
“You’re thinking again,” Katsuki muttered in tease. “Tell me.”
“I was,” Izuku started, sounding out of breath. He swallowed and tried again. “I was thinking about how you kissed me for the first time in the water.”
Katsuki took a deep breath and tightened his grip.
Katsuki took a deep breath and tightened his grip.
“I did”—his breath brushed Izuku’s cheek as he leaned in—“It was a shitty first kiss.”
“No, it wasn’t!” Izuku scoffed, shoving at Katsuki's chest but his grip didn’t give. He glared up at Katsuki’s smug expression. “I mean, we were young. It wasn’t like we’d done it before.”
“No, it wasn’t!” Izuku scoffed, shoving at Katsuki's chest but his grip didn’t give. He glared up at Katsuki’s smug expression. “I mean, we were young. It wasn’t like we’d done it before.”
His defense tumbled out of his mouth, fumbled over his words as one of Katsuki’s hands moved down his side.
He hoped that somehow the water would hide his racing heartbeat.
“You bit my lip.”
“That was an accident!”
“We tripped over that piece of driftwood.”
He hoped that somehow the water would hide his racing heartbeat.
“You bit my lip.”
“That was an accident!”
“We tripped over that piece of driftwood.”
“Well, if you hadn’t grabbed me so hard—” Izuku’s cheeks simmered under Katsuki’s grin. He wrapped his arms around the blond’s shoulders and scowled at him. “Fine. Since you think you can do so much better, kiss me. Right now.”
Katsuki released a breath and dipped in closer.
Katsuki released a breath and dipped in closer.
“Finally,” he said before kissing Izuku.
There was nothing simple or sweet about the way Katsuki touched him. It felt raw. Made his heart beat hard against his rips. Every fiber of his body aware of the spots their skin pressed together. Begging for more contact.
There was nothing simple or sweet about the way Katsuki touched him. It felt raw. Made his heart beat hard against his rips. Every fiber of his body aware of the spots their skin pressed together. Begging for more contact.
He couldn’t grab enough blond hair. Couldn’t get enough of how desperately Katsuki was grabbing at his thighs.
Loving Katsuki was never simple. More like being strapped to a freight train. Reckless. Dangerous. Waiting to be caught.
God, he loved it.
Just like he remembered.
Loving Katsuki was never simple. More like being strapped to a freight train. Reckless. Dangerous. Waiting to be caught.
God, he loved it.
Just like he remembered.
Rough and heated Katsuki’s lips trailed down his jaw and neck, but he stopped short of the scent gland, breathing heavily against Izuku’s skin.
He slumped against Katsuki, resting his head on a broad shoulder.
He slumped against Katsuki, resting his head on a broad shoulder.
“That was—That was good,” Katsuki said breathlessly. “Better.”
“Better,” Izuku agreed softly.
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“We were worried.”
“I know. I’m sorry,” Izuku said when his fingers against his lips. He could still taste Katsuki.
“Better,” Izuku agreed softly.
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“We were worried.”
“I know. I’m sorry,” Izuku said when his fingers against his lips. He could still taste Katsuki.
“Are you ok?”
The shower down the hall was running. The sound echoed off the mostly empty walls of the small house.
“I’m fine,” Izuku finally answered. He walked outside so he could focus.
The shower down the hall was running. The sound echoed off the mostly empty walls of the small house.
“I’m fine,” Izuku finally answered. He walked outside so he could focus.
“I think I feel better than I have in years. But I don’t want Kaito to see me like this.”
Inko let out a low, concerned hum. “He’s worried about you too.”
“Mom, I—” He hated how foreign his skin felt. All the sudden changes.
Inko let out a low, concerned hum. “He’s worried about you too.”
“Mom, I—” He hated how foreign his skin felt. All the sudden changes.
“He doesn’t need to see me like this, ok? I’m unstable. I’m a mess. He’s better off with you.”
Tears hit the grey wood of the porch like inky drops.
Tears hit the grey wood of the porch like inky drops.
Izuku didn’t bother to wipe them away as his mother lamented the way that everything would be ok and he’d start feeling better soon. She asked questions about Katsuki that he couldn’t bring himself to answer and eventually, the ringing in his ear took over.
“Mama?” a small voice asked that snapped him out of his daze.
“Kaito,” Izuku breathed. “Hi, baby.”
“Where are you? I miss you.”
The waver in his voice tore at Izuku’s heart. “I’m trying to get better. I’ll be home soon. I promise.”
“You promise?”
“Kaito,” Izuku breathed. “Hi, baby.”
“Where are you? I miss you.”
The waver in his voice tore at Izuku’s heart. “I’m trying to get better. I’ll be home soon. I promise.”
“You promise?”
“We’ll go out for ice cream,” Izuku said. “You and me.”
Kaito fell quiet for a few seconds. “And Papa?”
“And Papa,” Izuku agreed with a soft smile. “I’ll talk to you soon, ok?”
He waited till Kaito hung up before he pulled the phone from his ear and went back inside.
Kaito fell quiet for a few seconds. “And Papa?”
“And Papa,” Izuku agreed with a soft smile. “I’ll talk to you soon, ok?”
He waited till Kaito hung up before he pulled the phone from his ear and went back inside.
The shower was off, but Katsuki wasn’t in any of the main rooms. It was the middle of the afternoon, but he poured himself a cup of coffee anyway.
It was half a cup later that he heard footsteps behind him.
It was half a cup later that he heard footsteps behind him.
He gasped when hands were suddenly on his sides, pulling him close as he nearly dropped his coffee mug. “Kacchan!”
Katsuki snickered, pressing a kiss to his cheek. “Did I scare you?”
“When did you get so fast?” Izuku grumbled.
“Kinda part of my job,” Katsuki said.
Katsuki snickered, pressing a kiss to his cheek. “Did I scare you?”
“When did you get so fast?” Izuku grumbled.
“Kinda part of my job,” Katsuki said.
His grip loosened as he pulled away slightly. “Were you serious last night? About coming to Tokyo?”
“Yes,” Izuku said. He set the mug down and turned to face Katsuki. “But are you sure?”
Katsuki frowned. “It was my idea. Why wouldn’t I be?”
“Yes,” Izuku said. He set the mug down and turned to face Katsuki. “But are you sure?”
Katsuki frowned. “It was my idea. Why wouldn’t I be?”
“The city is different,” Izuku said. “People will have questions and what if—”
“Well figure it out,” Katsuki cut off. “I’ll be able to work with Kaito more. A better school for him. We’ll be together.” He tilted Izuku’s chin up, making their eyes meet.
“Well figure it out,” Katsuki cut off. “I’ll be able to work with Kaito more. A better school for him. We’ll be together.” He tilted Izuku’s chin up, making their eyes meet.
“It doesn’t matter. I just want us together.”
It felt like a dream. Everything Izuku had wished for right under his fingertips. He looked out the window. The tree line blocked most of the view of the ocean but there were flickers of waves through the branches.
It felt like a dream. Everything Izuku had wished for right under his fingertips. He looked out the window. The tree line blocked most of the view of the ocean but there were flickers of waves through the branches.
“Leaving,” he started, “would be a big change.”
“We can always come back in the summers,” Katsuki said with a hint of teasing. Or whenever you want. I’ll keep the house.”
They still had a couple weeks. Time to get things figured out and settled.
Time to figure out each other.
“We can always come back in the summers,” Katsuki said with a hint of teasing. Or whenever you want. I’ll keep the house.”
They still had a couple weeks. Time to get things figured out and settled.
Time to figure out each other.
“Damn it, Izuku,” Katsuki said, tugging him closer, clawing at his clothes.
Izuku let his head fall to the side, body tightening up when Katsuki pressed against his scent gland. “I can’t help it,” he whined. It was throbbing, begging and needy. “I need you.”
Izuku let his head fall to the side, body tightening up when Katsuki pressed against his scent gland. “I can’t help it,” he whined. It was throbbing, begging and needy. “I need you.”
Katsuki pulled away and took Izuku’s hand. He pressed his lips to the skin of Izuku’s wrist.
Izuku watched stunned as Katsuki licked and stimulated the smaller gland on his wrist. He held tight, looking over at Izuku from the corner of his eyes as he bit in.
Izuku watched stunned as Katsuki licked and stimulated the smaller gland on his wrist. He held tight, looking over at Izuku from the corner of his eyes as he bit in.
The rush of burning blood. Katsuki’s scent got stronger, intoxicating. Izuku’s mind slowed as venom and saliva rewired him, giving him a taste of what he had before.
“The first time you did that, we ended up having sex,” Izuku said, trembling.
“The first time you did that, we ended up having sex,” Izuku said, trembling.
Katsuki braced himself on either side of Izuku and licked the blood from his lips.
Izuku had to close his eyes and take a deep breath.
Katsuki tapped his cheek. “Your turn,” he whispered with his wrist offered out.
Izuku had to close his eyes and take a deep breath.
Katsuki tapped his cheek. “Your turn,” he whispered with his wrist offered out.
The immediate ache in Izuku’s gums made him nervous and a burn in his gut that Katsuki trusted him so much.
“It will help.”
Izuku didn’t let himself think too much. He pressed his teeth to skin, tasting salt and smoke.
“It will help.”
Izuku didn’t let himself think too much. He pressed his teeth to skin, tasting salt and smoke.
Katsuki groaned as he bit down, his breath coming fast and quick.
Izuku clung to the possessive feeling. Katsuki was his alpha. His flushed and panting alpha.
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Izuku couldn’t remember the last time Inko had held him so tightly. They sat outside, wiping tears and listening to the ocean. His chest ached as he looked at the glimmering horizon.
“I love him,” he said, nearly a whisper.
“I know,” Inko said with a watery smile.
“I love him,” he said, nearly a whisper.
“I know,” Inko said with a watery smile.
She reached over and took his hand in hers. “I’m just sorry it was so hard.”
They look behind them when the front door opened. Katsuki eased out with Kaito fast asleep in his arms. He sat down beside Inko on the steps with a bit of a nervous shift. “He tuckered himself out.”
They look behind them when the front door opened. Katsuki eased out with Kaito fast asleep in his arms. He sat down beside Inko on the steps with a bit of a nervous shift. “He tuckered himself out.”
He pressed Kaito’s curled hands open with a thumb and smiled. “His hands are getting stronger.”
“He wouldn’t stop practicing,” Inko said, sighing as she petted a hand through Kaito’s hair. She caught Katsuki’s wrist and looked at the teeth marks. “These are quite deep, Izuku.”
“He wouldn’t stop practicing,” Inko said, sighing as she petted a hand through Kaito’s hair. She caught Katsuki’s wrist and looked at the teeth marks. “These are quite deep, Izuku.”
“You’re telling me,” Katsuki grumbled and gently pulled his hand away.
Inko smiled, her eyes falling closed. “You always have been possessive of him Izuku.”
“M-Mom!” Izuku choked, struggling to keep his voice down.
“It’s true,” she argued.
Inko smiled, her eyes falling closed. “You always have been possessive of him Izuku.”
“M-Mom!” Izuku choked, struggling to keep his voice down.
“It’s true,” she argued.
“Mitsuki and I were sure you’d become mates.” A curious look crossed her face and she turned to Katsuki. “Does she know?”
Katsuki nodded with a sigh. “They know. I told them when I went to get Aizawa. But we all thought it might be too much for Kaito to meet them.”
Katsuki nodded with a sigh. “They know. I told them when I went to get Aizawa. But we all thought it might be too much for Kaito to meet them.”
He looked up when Inko set a hand on his shoulder.
“You should invite them down.”
He smiled softly. “I’ll talk to them.”
“Good,” Inko said with a smile. “It’s time you make a proper omega out of Izuku.”
Izuku flushed bright red and squirmed under Katsuki’s wolfish grin.
“You should invite them down.”
He smiled softly. “I’ll talk to them.”
“Good,” Inko said with a smile. “It’s time you make a proper omega out of Izuku.”
Izuku flushed bright red and squirmed under Katsuki’s wolfish grin.
“I’m working on it,” he said, eyes locked with Izuku’s.
“I’ll take him,” Inko said, gently shifting Kaito into her arms. “You two have a good night.”
Izuku glared lightly at his mother as she went inside.
“I’ll take him,” Inko said, gently shifting Kaito into her arms. “You two have a good night.”
Izuku glared lightly at his mother as she went inside.
He jumped when Katsuki was suddenly beside him, and his sense filled with smoke and salt. His mouth watered and he readily accepted the heated kiss Katsuki put on him.
“So, you love me, huh?”
The rosiness never left Izuku’s cheeks. “You heard that?”
“So, you love me, huh?”
The rosiness never left Izuku’s cheeks. “You heard that?”
Katsuki held his face softly and smiled. “I want to hear you say it again.”
“I love you,” Izuku said, chasing another kiss.
He stood, dragging Izuku with him down the driveway.
“Where are we going?”
Katsuki only smiled and put the key in the ignition.
“I love you,” Izuku said, chasing another kiss.
He stood, dragging Izuku with him down the driveway.
“Where are we going?”
Katsuki only smiled and put the key in the ignition.
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Izuku stared up at Katsuki's little house with a suspicious squint. “Why are we here?” Usually, their late-night escapades landed them on a beach. Katsuki’s unusual silence wasn’t helping the nervous jitter in his stomach either.
Izuku stared up at Katsuki's little house with a suspicious squint. “Why are we here?” Usually, their late-night escapades landed them on a beach. Katsuki’s unusual silence wasn’t helping the nervous jitter in his stomach either.
“Kacchan?”
“Come on.”
He followed a few steps behind Katsuki but lingered in the living room. His confusion only grew when Katsuki went to the kitchen, absolutely no hurry to his step.
Izuku toed off his shoes and went to the bathroom.
“Come on.”
He followed a few steps behind Katsuki but lingered in the living room. His confusion only grew when Katsuki went to the kitchen, absolutely no hurry to his step.
Izuku toed off his shoes and went to the bathroom.
There was nothing wrong with a quiet night in. He looked at his flushed face in the mirror. His lips were still puffy, and his neck ached.
He hadn’t had to wear scent patches in years.
He hadn’t had to wear scent patches in years.
But his mother got one sniff of him when he got home and took a hard left for the bathroom before even greeting them.
They were nearly soaked through and probably wouldn’t last much longer.
He turned on the faucet and tried to push the hormones aside.
They were nearly soaked through and probably wouldn’t last much longer.
He turned on the faucet and tried to push the hormones aside.
It seemed like the harder he tried not to think about Katsuki mating him, the more his body reacted to the idea.
Cold water didn’t seem to be helping either.
He cursed under his breath.
He hadn’t needed to track his heat cycles so closely in years either.
Cold water didn’t seem to be helping either.
He cursed under his breath.
He hadn’t needed to track his heat cycles so closely in years either.
The calendar on his phone said he still had another week before pre-heat set in. He worried at his lips, debating its accuracy.
Izuku groaned, throwing curses at his traitorous body.
He gave his cheeks one last splash of water and grabbed the hand towel.
Izuku groaned, throwing curses at his traitorous body.
He gave his cheeks one last splash of water and grabbed the hand towel.
He gasped, pulling the towel away when hands settled on his waist. Izuku locked eyes with Katsuki through the mirror, heart stammering at the dark and hungry look.
“K-Kacchan,” he breathed, daring to see what the alpha would do.
“K-Kacchan,” he breathed, daring to see what the alpha would do.
Katsuki's grip was tight on his waist, fingers flexing like he couldn’t decide if he wanted to pull Izuku closer or not. “What are you—” he abruptly yelped when Katsuki pressed against him.
Izuku slapped a hand over his mouth as he felt a big and very hard knot against his ass.
Izuku slapped a hand over his mouth as he felt a big and very hard knot against his ass.
He nearly doubled over when Katsuki’s hands slid under his shirt, braced only on the sink.
Katsuki groaned against Izuku’s neck, rolling his hips and grinning like a cat when Izuku moaned.
Katsuki groaned against Izuku’s neck, rolling his hips and grinning like a cat when Izuku moaned.
He peeled off the useless scent patches and dropped them in the waste basket, nipping at Izuku’s cheek.
“Do you want to do this?” he asked, panting just as hard as Izuku. “Make it permanent?”
Izuku swallowed hard. Fear and thrill rushing through him.
“Do you want to do this?” he asked, panting just as hard as Izuku. “Make it permanent?”
Izuku swallowed hard. Fear and thrill rushing through him.
He nodded, breathing out a ragged, “Yes.”
The cup holding toothbrushes toppled over and clattered on the ground when Katsuki spun Izuku around.
Izuku fumbled with the button of his jeans while Katsuki kissed him and threatened to tear his shirt off.
The cup holding toothbrushes toppled over and clattered on the ground when Katsuki spun Izuku around.
Izuku fumbled with the button of his jeans while Katsuki kissed him and threatened to tear his shirt off.
They tripped over each other. Struggling to get undressed in the small bathroom and to keep as many hands on each other as possible.
Izuku wrapped his legs around Katsuki's waist when he was picked up. He paid no mind to where they were going until he was dropped on a bed.
Izuku wrapped his legs around Katsuki's waist when he was picked up. He paid no mind to where they were going until he was dropped on a bed.
He curled at the thick scent around him. His lower abdomen ached and more slick wet his thighs.
He was gasping, knowing that Katsuki must’ve scented his bedding in preparation.
He was gasping, knowing that Katsuki must’ve scented his bedding in preparation.
“You’re so beautiful,” Katsuki said, nearly all air as he looked down at Izuku who arched in response.
He reached up toward Katsuki, beginning to get desperate. “I need you,” he said, slipping a hand into his boxers. He was so hard it hurt and his hand wasn’t helping much.
He reached up toward Katsuki, beginning to get desperate. “I need you,” he said, slipping a hand into his boxers. He was so hard it hurt and his hand wasn’t helping much.
He didn’t have a heat aid. He had Katsuki.
That thought alone sent another agonizing twist through his body.
He relaxed as Katsuki touched him. “Easy,” he whispered, “I’ve got you.”
Izuku grabbed hold of his broad shoulders, jaw falling open as Katsuki stroked him.
That thought alone sent another agonizing twist through his body.
He relaxed as Katsuki touched him. “Easy,” he whispered, “I’ve got you.”
Izuku grabbed hold of his broad shoulders, jaw falling open as Katsuki stroked him.
He withered and whimpered, sitting right at the edge of an orgasm but never getting here. “I-I need you inside,” Izuku said through gritted teeth.
“Yeah?” Katsuki asked, letting go and moving his hand further down. He smirked as he pushed two fingers into Izuku’s hole.
“Yeah?” Katsuki asked, letting go and moving his hand further down. He smirked as he pushed two fingers into Izuku’s hole.
Izuku arched off the bed, his eyes rolling back. “You’re so mean,” Izuku gasped as he finally got air back in his lungs. The ache subsided and he was able to relax.
He focused on the feeling of Katsuki’s fingers moving in and out of him, circling his hole, plunging back in, and the pure bliss that it brought.
He sighed softly as Katsuki kissed his neck and paused against his ear. “I still know your body,” he whispered, curling his fingers.
He sighed softly as Katsuki kissed his neck and paused against his ear. “I still know your body,” he whispered, curling his fingers.
“I know how much you like this.”
Izuku flushed, growing frustrated again when Katsuki’s fingers slowed.
“Here,” he said, pressing hard as he drew out. The action made Izuku shiver, a startled moan choking out of him. “I used to get you screaming from that alone.”
Izuku flushed, growing frustrated again when Katsuki’s fingers slowed.
“Here,” he said, pressing hard as he drew out. The action made Izuku shiver, a startled moan choking out of him. “I used to get you screaming from that alone.”
He grinned as Izuku started moaning in tandem with his thrusts. “I remember the first time I used my tongue; you nearly ripped my hair out.”
Izuku let go of the sheets clutched in his white-knuckle grip.
Katsuki sat up and pulled his fingers out.
Izuku let go of the sheets clutched in his white-knuckle grip.
Katsuki sat up and pulled his fingers out.
The whine in Izuku’s throat died out when Katsuki shoved his slick-covered fingers into his mouth. His eyes trailed down to the tent in Katsuki’s underwear.
He laid back as Katsuki climbed over him. Those beautiful red eyes looked down at him as he pulled the underwear off.
He laid back as Katsuki climbed over him. Those beautiful red eyes looked down at him as he pulled the underwear off.
Izuku gulped at the size.
“That’s a little bigger than the last time I had it,” he said, wrapping his arms around Katsuki’s neck.
Katsuki smiled into a kiss. “I’m a little bigger than I was at 17.”
Izuku gasped into the kiss as Katsuki’s cock pressed against him.
“That’s a little bigger than the last time I had it,” he said, wrapping his arms around Katsuki’s neck.
Katsuki smiled into a kiss. “I’m a little bigger than I was at 17.”
Izuku gasped into the kiss as Katsuki’s cock pressed against him.
He moaned as Katsuki pushed in, slow and steady. The stretch was deep and achingly familiar. His body clamped down, contorting with pleasure.
Katsuki’s forehead rested against his. Both of them breathing hard and ragged.
Katsuki’s forehead rested against his. Both of them breathing hard and ragged.
A warm hum stretched under Izuku’s skin as he rested back. He took a deep breath before tilting his head to the side. His neck throbbed in anticipation.
The first time they’d done this, Katsuki had sunk his teeth in the moment Izuku’s chin tipped to the side.
The first time they’d done this, Katsuki had sunk his teeth in the moment Izuku’s chin tipped to the side.
Hungry and desperate.
He didn’t expect Katsuki’s hand to curl to the hair at the nape of his neck or for him to lick the gland, encouraging it to produce more scent.
Izuku panted, mind torn as Katsuki fucked him and teased his scent gland.
He didn’t expect Katsuki’s hand to curl to the hair at the nape of his neck or for him to lick the gland, encouraging it to produce more scent.
Izuku panted, mind torn as Katsuki fucked him and teased his scent gland.
He came hard the moment Katsuki’s teeth grazed his skin. Katsuki’s grip on his hair tightened as he angled his head down.
Izuku's eyes widened as he felt the knot beginning to form, stretching him wider with each quickening thrust. He clung to Katsuki.
Izuku's eyes widened as he felt the knot beginning to form, stretching him wider with each quickening thrust. He clung to Katsuki.
His body felt like it was on fire. Gasoline thrown on him as Katsuki’s teeth sunk in and the knot caught. He clamped down, crying out Katsuki’s name as he came.
Izuku melted into the mattress as he felt hot cum fill him and the venom course through his veins, rewriting his chemistry.
His mind felt slow as Katsuki pulled off and wiped his lips.
“I love you,” Katsuki said and pushed his sweaty hair back to kiss his forehead.
His mind felt slow as Katsuki pulled off and wiped his lips.
“I love you,” Katsuki said and pushed his sweaty hair back to kiss his forehead.
“But you’re not sleeping tonight.”
Izuku opened his eyes, not sure when he’d closed them.
Katsuki grinned and pulled Izuku’s hips back with him. “We’ve got 6 years to make up for.”
“I-I think we can spread it out,” Izuku said, his skin flushed and eager.
Izuku opened his eyes, not sure when he’d closed them.
Katsuki grinned and pulled Izuku’s hips back with him. “We’ve got 6 years to make up for.”
“I-I think we can spread it out,” Izuku said, his skin flushed and eager.
Katsuki rolled his hips. The knot was deflating and gave a little. “Call it a head start.”
Izuku swallowed down a groan at the action. “You’re going to kill me, Kacchan.”
“I think this ass of yours can handle me just fine, baby.”
Izuku wasn’t sure what he blushed harder at.
Izuku swallowed down a groan at the action. “You’re going to kill me, Kacchan.”
“I think this ass of yours can handle me just fine, baby.”
Izuku wasn’t sure what he blushed harder at.
The smack Katsuki laid on his ass or being called baby.
He didn’t get much time to pounder.
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Izuku sat next to the fire pit with Kaito tucked in his arms. It crackled and burned, fighting off the chill blowing in from the ocean.
He leaned into the hand that threaded through his hair. Katsuki’s hand softened with a smile, sliding down to Izuku’s cheek.
He leaned into the hand that threaded through his hair. Katsuki’s hand softened with a smile, sliding down to Izuku’s cheek.
A nervous stutter hit his heart as he looked up at Katsuki. “Are they here yet?”
“Almost.”
Kaito squirmed and turned to look at Katsuki. He blinked with wide eyes and lifted his arms.
“Nothin’ to be worried about,” Katsuki said as he pulled Kaito to his chest.
“Almost.”
Kaito squirmed and turned to look at Katsuki. He blinked with wide eyes and lifted his arms.
“Nothin’ to be worried about,” Katsuki said as he pulled Kaito to his chest.
“They’re excited to meet you.”
One of the logs in the fire shifted, sending sparks flying into the air. From the front of the house came the sound of car door’s closing. Izuku stood from his chair, sure that he’d be sick.
One of the logs in the fire shifted, sending sparks flying into the air. From the front of the house came the sound of car door’s closing. Izuku stood from his chair, sure that he’d be sick.
A firm hand splayed against his lower back, but Izuku could see the nervous draw to Katsuki’s jaw.
Inko opened the back door, stepping onto the porch and leaving room for two others to follow.
It had been years since Izuku had seen Mitsuki and Masaru.
Inko opened the back door, stepping onto the porch and leaving room for two others to follow.
It had been years since Izuku had seen Mitsuki and Masaru.
There was grey at his temples, but Mitsuki looked as young and sharp as ever. She trailed off mid-laugh as clutched her hands to her chest.
The two of them hurried down the steps and Izuku felt Katsuki’s arm around his shoulder tighten just before his parents reached them.
The two of them hurried down the steps and Izuku felt Katsuki’s arm around his shoulder tighten just before his parents reached them.
Kaito tucked into his shoulder right before they were wrapped in a tight hug.
“Don’t smother them,” Katsuki grumbled after a minute passed.
Mitsuki glared back at him. “We’ve been waiting patiently for this, Katsuki.” She took a step back and shifted her attention to Kaito.
“Don’t smother them,” Katsuki grumbled after a minute passed.
Mitsuki glared back at him. “We’ve been waiting patiently for this, Katsuki.” She took a step back and shifted her attention to Kaito.
“We’re excited to meet you.”
“Hi,” Kaito said, knuckles pressed to his mouth.
“You want to show them your trick?” Izuku smiled as he reached his hand out and let off a couple pops.
“Papa, showed me how.”
Katsuki wrapped an arm around him and kissed the top of his head.
“Hi,” Kaito said, knuckles pressed to his mouth.
“You want to show them your trick?” Izuku smiled as he reached his hand out and let off a couple pops.
“Papa, showed me how.”
Katsuki wrapped an arm around him and kissed the top of his head.
“Got a lot more to show you too.”
Izuku saw the nervous look on Kaito's face and gently smoothed back his hair, scenting him in the process.
Moving to the city had made Kaito more than a little nervous, so Izuku let him play longer in the tide pools while they still could.
Izuku saw the nervous look on Kaito's face and gently smoothed back his hair, scenting him in the process.
Moving to the city had made Kaito more than a little nervous, so Izuku let him play longer in the tide pools while they still could.
The transition wouldn’t be easy, but it would be for the best.
He wanted his mother to come with them but she politely declined. She’d left the city a long time ago. Their little house by the sea was their home. It’d been the only home Izuku knew too.
He wanted his mother to come with them but she politely declined. She’d left the city a long time ago. Their little house by the sea was their home. It’d been the only home Izuku knew too.
When he thought about moving with Katsuki, he thought about that weekend so many weeks ago. Getting caught up in a villain attack. All the valid reasons for Katsuki to worry.
His mate nuzzled his neck, sending warmth through his body and softening his tense bones.
His mate nuzzled his neck, sending warmth through his body and softening his tense bones.
Katsuki hummed deep in the back of his throat.
Water crashed onto the shore, dragging back under itself and leaving behind foam on the sand.
“I’ll miss this,” Izuku said as he leaned back against Katsuki's chest. He smiled as strong arms draped around him.
Water crashed onto the shore, dragging back under itself and leaving behind foam on the sand.
“I’ll miss this,” Izuku said as he leaned back against Katsuki's chest. He smiled as strong arms draped around him.
“Lots of memories here,” Katsuki said softly. His hands smoothed down Izuku's arms as he kissed the mating mark. Izuku shivered as Katsuki whispered against his ear, “I remember falling in love with you. The first time I kissed you.” He smiled, curling against Izuku as he did.
“Doing those two things again.”
A blush rose to Izuku’s cheeks. He turned around, pulling Katsuki down till their lips met hard and fast.
Katsuki grinned into the kiss. He dipped down, gripping Izuku but the thighs and pulling him up.
A blush rose to Izuku’s cheeks. He turned around, pulling Katsuki down till their lips met hard and fast.
Katsuki grinned into the kiss. He dipped down, gripping Izuku but the thighs and pulling him up.
Izuku took a breath as his back met the porch column, taking a moment to apricate who was holding him up. Smug and beautiful. Feelings he’d dreamed of, alive and beating in his chest. “I love you, Kacchan.”
Katsuki’s face softened and he leaned in.
Katsuki’s face softened and he leaned in.
“I can’t wait to make new memories with you and Kaito.”
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The night wound down and their belongings were packed away, ready to go when they left in the morning.
Across the firepit, Kaito and Katsuki were asleep on the hammock.
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The night wound down and their belongings were packed away, ready to go when they left in the morning.
Across the firepit, Kaito and Katsuki were asleep on the hammock.
It swung gently in the breeze.
The box on Izuku’s lap felt heavy. He’d already gone through the papers and pulled out any pictures he’d sent.
He read through each of the letters before dropping them in the hot coals. Years of turmoil turned to ash in a matter of seconds.
The box on Izuku’s lap felt heavy. He’d already gone through the papers and pulled out any pictures he’d sent.
He read through each of the letters before dropping them in the hot coals. Years of turmoil turned to ash in a matter of seconds.
It felt kind of freeing.
He held the last one in his hands. The last letter he’d written. After trailing off for months, he finally decided to stop.
But Katsuki did come back to him. Maybe not in the way he thought or the way he wanted.
He held the last one in his hands. The last letter he’d written. After trailing off for months, he finally decided to stop.
But Katsuki did come back to him. Maybe not in the way he thought or the way he wanted.
But seeing him asleep with their son—he couldn’t imagine their life any other way.
Summers would always be theirs.
He shook Katsuki away and picked up Kaito, ushering the two inside. Tucking their three bodies into his nest like it was always meant to be.
Summers would always be theirs.
He shook Katsuki away and picked up Kaito, ushering the two inside. Tucking their three bodies into his nest like it was always meant to be.
Katsuki Bakugo rolled into town every summer like a hurricane meant directly for Izuku’s heart, except for the summer he didn’t. As constant as the tides, they’d find each other again.
It didn’t matter the time or the people they would become.
It didn’t matter the time or the people they would become.
A part of them would always just be teenagers by the seaside.
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