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#enjideku, young and possessive! Endeavour, self-indulgent tbh

It's been a week since Izuku was quirked back in time.

He watches in horror as the towering redhead put more pressure to his left foot, earning a pained grunt from the male on the floor.

"Don't fucking touch him"

The young hero was so excited when Hatsume told him that she had a new baby to test out. Of course Izuku was skeptical at first. Nothing ever good comes out of being the guinea pig to the support student's inventions.

"You'll be able to meet young All Might!"

And he was sold.

Not even a minute later, he was already wired up and ready to go. Practically bouncing on his seat at the notion of seeing his idol in his prime years. The image of the young blond had him salivating.

To his defense, Izuku has always been an objective person. And objectively

and with utmost respect, might he add, the young Toshinori was very handsome and /built/.

And Izuku recently discovered that he himself was, in fact, very gay. And he had Katsuki's wonderful biceps to thank for that.

But right now, his ultimate goal was to definitely breathe

the same air as the young All Might. And hopefully shake his hand and maybe get a hug and get nestled between his very impressive pecs.

The very image had Izuku vibrating in his seat, smiling wildly at Hatsume as she flipped the switch.

"See you in a month!"

"Wait, what?!"

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It really was a trippy feeling.

One minute he was sat on a contraption created by the brilliant support student, the next he was engulfed by a warmth that he couldn't explain.

The young male couldn't help but move closer to the heat, letting out a satisfied sigh and inhaling

the strangely addictive sent of his chair before slowly fluttering his eyes open.

It felt like an introvert's nightmare.

Imagine waking to a room full of widened eyes, staring at you in shock, envy and just plain horror.

/Oh god am I naked or something?/

The greenette

looked down, frantically patting himself up and sighing in relief once he realized that he was, in fact, clothed.

"You are," came a dangerously close voice and suddenly, his world was shifted. He held on to the sturdy neck for dear life as his "chair" rose to his full height.

It must have been a strange sight, even for a peculiar place like UA.

Their most promising classmate, top of the batch and resident heart breaker (though he was terribly oblivious to it), had a pretty greenette, who came out of nowhere, hanging off of him like a baby koala.

"Please don't drop me!" he squealed, hands still finding purchase on the strong neck and strengthening his hold. He was afraid to look up, opting to bury his face in the familiar UA uniform in embarrassment.

"I won't," a velvety voice replied, amused. This prompts Izuku to look

up.

A small sound of surprise escapes him when he stares straight into turquoise eyes. In a daze, he began to take in more of the sharp features. The high bridge of his nose, a jaw that could cut diamonds, hair the same shade as a rose in full bloom.

/This man is beautiful/

When those eyes settled into his, it suddenly clicked.

/Oh god/

To his absolute horror (delight), he realized that the warm seat that he had his ass perched on a while ago was Todoriki Enji. Endeavour. Number one hero. His bestfriend's dad!

/God I sniffed him up like a creep/

The feelings and sensations were too overwhelming.

One, he was being bridal carried by the young and /single/ version of the current number one hero.

Two, it was infront of an audience of pro-heroes he knew and respected. Toshinori was there.

No wonder why he blacked out.

When Izuku woke up a familiar face welcomed him. But there was something...weird.

"You're finally awake, Midoriya," their principal says, arms folded infront of his mahogany desk. He looks the exact same, except for the tiny tuft of brown hair on the top of his head.

"Mei has

kept me updated with the parameters of this... experiment but I must say, she could have given me an earlier heads up," the dignified mouse says with a sigh before standing up and approaching the confused student.

"Follow me."

Izuku was quick on his feet, eyes roaming around

the room, taking in the classy interior of the vicinity before focusing his attention on Nezu.

"Aren't you...surprised?" the greenette inquired, still so confounded that he really was in the past. He didn't even /exist/ yet.

Nezu waves his hand around dismissively and laughs,

"Hardly. I know that genius comes with a little crazy. Isn't that why we always find a way to make things better?"

Izuku gave a silent nod, still taking in the sight. The urge to take down every single detail made his hand itch. He wish he had a notebook.

"There was a slight

miscalculation, it seems," Nezu says contemplatively before directing an apologetic smile at Izuku.

"What do you mean?" he replied, nervous.

"Mei told me that she wanted you to land on...Toshinori. She said that it would probably make you pass out of happiness," the principal

confessed, wrinkling his nose as he did. He could only imagine how humiliating it was.

And it was true. Nezu could only look as Izuku's face turned a shade of red that had the older thinking the student would faint again.

The greenette let out awkward laugh. Damn Mei and her

considerate ass. He should probably give his scheming friend a lecture (and a thank you) once he gets back.

Speaking of which.

"You'll be here for a month-"

"But-"

"Which is an hour tops in the current realm. So no need to worry. Although," there was a shift in Nezu's voice.

"Try not to cause too much trouble. If you do anything too drastic, it could leave behind residual effects to the future. Got it?" the principal looked at him pointedly, to which Izuku replied with a wordless nod.

"Unfortunately, I am unable to look after you for the whole

duration of your stay, so I have made an arrangement that would undoubtedly delight you!" the greenette had a bad feeling about that.

"You'll be staying with Toshinori!" the man says while clapping his hands, gleefully, before adapting a pensive look.

The quick switch had

Izuku worried.

"That is, if he's not busy with his...activities," Nezu says before speeding up his pace towards the "special dorms". Izuku has heard of those. Only the most worthy and promising students were granted such a lodging.

They were unfortunately shut down by the time

the greenette entered UA though. Something about inequality and unheroic acts being the root of the shutdown issue. Briefly, Izuku wondered if he'd be able to witness that in action.

Well, it didn't take too long before he got his answer.

He could hear the distinct sound of

creaking, followed by the consistent banging of something hard against the wall that had the tips of Izuku's ears turning red.

He could hear the faint moan of a woman, that had Nezu palming his face.

"Jesus, you'd think that soundproofing his room two times would do the trick

this time," the principal let out a defeated sigh before running his little hand through his small clump of hair.

Would have been comical if Izuku isn't in the process of hearing his lifetime idol rail someone to death. He both jealous and sorry at the same time.

"Well, let's

make you stay more exciting!"

Somehow, Izuku already knew tha things were only going to get worse from there.

"You'll be staying with our model student, Enji!"

/Hatsume Mei, what have you done?/ was the last thing in Izuku's head before Nezu knocks on the adjacent door.

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Izuku didn't realize that he was holding his breathe while the door creaked open.

He had to crane his neck to meet those turquoise eyes once again before they quickly flitted right beside him where Nezu stood.

The greenette had absentmindedly bit his lip, following the drop

of sweat that had been trailing down the young hero's temples before disappearing down his sinfully tight tank top.

The principal beamed a proud smile up at Enji, silently praising him for working so hard before gently pushing Izuku towards his direction. As if he was

expecting him, the redhead shuffled to the side, motioning for Izuku to get in.

"Sorry about the sudden change of plans," Nezu said. The young Todoriki rolled his eyes when a string of profanities was heard next door.

Guess Toshinori wasn't teased "All Night" for nothing.

"No worries," was all the redhead said before turning his back on the pair and busying himself with picking up his training equipment from the surprisingly spacious living room area.

The poor greenette just stood there quietly after Nezu hurriedly bid his goodbye.

After his

workout gear were all cleared up, the young Todoriki raised a brow at the tiny greenette who was busy fidling his thumbs, staring hard at the ground.

"Sit."

The commanding voice made Izuku shake before glancing up at Enji, looking left and right, and then back at him, silently

asking where.

The redhead stared down at him and sighed, before gesturing to the couch.

"Or would you prefer to sit on my lap again?" the young hero had said it with such a deadpan expression, Izuku questioned if he was starting to hear things.

When the greenette didn't

move, Enji took it upon himself to take up half of the couch with his sheer size and patted the top of his left thigh while looking straight into Izuku's widened eyes.

The redhead eyes the sputtering male curiously, following him with his gaze until Izuku finally made his way

towards him and, to the redhead's amusement, hesitantly set himself on Enji's lap.

There was an awkward silence before the taller male cleared his throat, red tinge high on his cheeks.

"I was actually joking, Midoriya."

Upon hearing that, the smaller male let out an

embarrassed squeak, scrambling to get off of the strong thighs and embarrassing himself more by stumbling ass first into the carpeted floors.

Enji worriedly gets up, ready to offer his hand, when Izuku looks up. Eyes glistening and lips bit like he was stopping himself from

crying out of humiliation.

/Pretty/ was all Enji could think.

The young hero must have said it out loud, if the warmth spreading on those freckled cheeks was anything to go by.

Shit. He has to keep it together. He knew that their principal entrusted him with looking after

the boy because he didn't think with his dick. Truth be told, he barely even felt attraction towards anything in his seventeen years of life.

Apparently, green eyes and freckles are his kryptonite, considering how much he weakens at the knees in the presence of this tiny male.

Clearing his throat once again, he finally extended his hand towards Izuku, pulling him up in a single motion and placing him beside himself on the couch.

"So...what brings you here?" Enji asked, attempting to start a decent conversation to clear out the uneasy atmosphere.

Being a trained hero who had honed his skills since young, Enji was able to catch the panic that crossed those viridian eyes.

Izuku wishes he had asked Nezu for more details.

To what extent did the young Endeavour know? Was he allowed to disclose anything about the experiment

at all?

The greenette thanks the heavens when he finally thought of an acceptable reason in their field of business.

The quiet "It's confidential" uttered by Izuku perked the redhead's interest. He must be quite a special individual then, if that's the case. Only a select few

students were already involved in undercover missions.

Before the young Todoriki knows it, he had started trailing his eyes down the small male, wondering what this flustered male was capable of.

"You could probably take me then," Enji says as a matter of factly, already

excited at the notion of having a sparring buddy.

"I-in a fight, right?" Izuku asked, which earned a confused look from the Hulk of a man.

"Of course, what did you-"

As if on cue, Toshinori's carnal conquest for the night chose to scream "Harder! I can take it, harder!"

And /oh/.

You'd think that being a top student makes Enji a smartass, but he apparently lacks a brain to mouth filter.

He feels his first wave of arousal when the boy beside him visibly flushed at the misunderstanding. The growing tent in his pants made him think if it was

a Freudian slip. Maybe he really was curious if that tiny compact body could take him in more ways than one.

Or maybe he just needed some fucking sleep.

So he quickly stood up, causing the greenette to shift on the couch with the sudden lost of weight beside him.

"Water is

in the fridge, you can use the extra room down on the end of hallway to the left. And uh, the bathroom is adjacent to your room. I gotta go and rest."

With that, Enji walks off while willing the surprising hardness between his legs and cursing under his breath when he heard his

guest tell him "Goodnight, Enji-san."

He has never let anyone address him so casually, but he figures he can let it go, afraid that he might make a bigger fool of himself if he chose to utter another word.

And that was how, at the healthy age of 17, Enji had his first boner.

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The next few days were a little awkward but were fairly manageable.

They barely had the time to sit down and talk, considering that the stellar Todoriki was busy with his classes and hero internship for his last year. Bulldozing his way to a brighter tomorrow.

The OFA user

watched in awe as Enji diligently did his homework in the middle of the low table in his room. Surprisingly, he welcomed Izuku to his personal space, even asking the shorter male to sit beside him and challenging him with some hero analysis questions when the greenette mentioned

that he was quite fond of problem solving.

"You're good at this, tiny," Enji said casually while finishing up his essay. Izuku's feels his ears heat up at that, muttering a silent "thank you."

Never in a million years did he think he'd get praised by someone he had admired

so much. Guess that's why his heart skipped a beat.

Within the first week of his stay, Izuku realized with fondness that Enji and Shouto were alike.

Some days, the redhead would say the most embarrassing things without even realising it. Sometimes, it would click and most

of the times it won't. Either way, Izuku was left flustered.

Like on the third day of his stay, Enji irritatedly remarked that Toshinori had too much time in his hands upon being subjected to the noises of pleasure all over again.

"I just don't get it...does it feel that good?"

he asked seriously, looking expectantly at Izuku. The greenette felt something in him die when he had to explain that he wouldn't know for himself since he was a virgin too.

"Oh," was Enji's intelligible response. He faked a cough before redirecting his attention to his math

homework.

"Kinda thought you'd know since you're so pretty," Enji tried to play if off as a natural comment. All the while, he refused to look up from his paper.

To his surprise, Izuku had a response that stirred something wildly in him.

"Y-you're very handsome, I think I'm

more surprised than you, Enji-san," Izuku admitted with a shy smile. The redhead paused his writing at that. He never really considered himself to be good looking, but the compliment had him feeling giddy.

"Thank you," was the last thing said between them for that day.

On the fifth day of Izuku's stay was when he confirmed that Enji, does in fact, share his best friend's DNA.

The scene was strangely domestic, with the tall male silently preparing their dinner while Izuku was writing down his findings for the last couple of days in a notebook

that the redhead surprised him with yesterday.

He had a lot of notes to catch up on, furiously scribbling down the pages.

He had been so busy, that he didn't notice the eyes that were carefully studying how his expressions would change from time to time.

Enji had never seen

someone so ethereal. He feels an unfamiliar thumping in his chest when he appraised the focused viridian eyes that were framed by long lashes. Couldn't help but smile at the pink tongue that peeked out of even pinker lips. And let's not get started with the smatter of freckles

that adorned those chubby cheeks. God knows how many times he had resisted the urge to trace them with his thumb.

When the greenette's button nose scrunched up, Enji couldn't help but be curious and approached with the bowl of cold soba.

The redhead couldn't help but laugh

when he saw the last finding Izuku had jotted down.

/All Might is kind of a man...whore?/

"I agree."

Izuku quickly shut the notebook, eyes widening, feeling like a kid caught red handed with his hands down the cookie jar.

Enji just smirked. /Smirked/. It was a first and

it looked so good on his handsome features. During his stay, Izuku had noticed that Enji didn't pass the opportunity to talk shit about his idol next door but he never smirked playfully. It was absolutely criminal.

"Always noticed how your imaginary tail would wag when that guy

is around. Glad you're seeing the light," the redhead said while slurping on his noodles, looking away when he added, "I'm better anyways."

Izuku almost felt betrayed by his own brain when he subconsciously agreed. But rather than voicing it out, he opted to eat his dinner, mind

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By the end of the first week was when Izuku observed the first difference between Enji and Shouto. That being the older Todoriki was strangely protective over his friends.

Friend? Should he really call himself that? I mean, sure the young hero

had been tolerating his presence, and sometimes even actively seeking him out for the most trivial matters like helping him reach for one of the finer chinas on top of his cupboard which thoroughly confounded the smaller male.

When the towering male gripped him by the waist and

raised him nearly to the ceiling, he wordlessly grabbed the plates, mind going haywire at the tightened hold on his body. At that moment, Izuku convinced himself that maybe the older male just wanted to make him feel involved in whatever mundane activity they have.

So maybe he

was a friend to Enji. Or maybe kind of like...a pet?

For some reason, the redhead had started referring to him as a "kitten."

"You're tiny and you make small noises," was all the explanation he got when he asked out of curiosity one day.

So, yes. He's now either a friend or

a pet to the usually stoic star student. He didn't really know where he stood with him at the moment or if the other really paid him any mind at all.

So imagine his surprise when, on the seventh day of his stay, having gotten the approval of Nezu to go out and explore, Enji had

silently put his shoes on as well and trailed behind him like a giant puppy himself.

The greenette felt bad that the taller male chose to spend his Saturday like that. Constantly hot on his trail and nudging Izuku along when the greenette becomes too excited or entranced by

something.

The smaller male even noticed how a lot of girls and sometimes even boys, would look at him with burning envy being accompanied by the unsurprisingly popular redhead. However, he did remain oblivious to the curious glances and lingering stares he got from some

students. Glances and lingers that the towering male was quick to shut down by pulling the younger male closer by the waist, using excuses ranging from "you'd stray away again" or "you're so small I might lose you."

The whole day went on like that and Izuku had a huge smile by

the end of it while Enji had a relaxed air about him. Everything was peaceful and enjoyable until they bumped into the young Toshinori.

Izuku was animatedly telling Enji about how amazing their day was when a solid wall of muscle hit him from behind and caused him to lurch

forward.

"Oh, so sorry about that," came a chirpy voice, barely apologetic. He heard Enji click his tongue, visibly annoyed before Izuku looked back and /oh my god/.

It was young All Might in the flesh. The greenette was honestly surprised he didn't faint then and there. This

was his first interaction with his idol after all! For some reason, he didn't feel as excited as he thought he would, maybe the hero's nightly activities disenchanted him.

Despite that, Izuku had bowed repeatedly, muttering apologies and praises at an impressive rate before a

booming voice interrupted him.

"Apologize properly," was all Enji said, his eyes swirling with something Izuku couldn't quite place. He feels a protective arm snake around his shoulders and the gentle squeeze that Enji unconsciously gave to ground himself.

The canary blond

merely gave a playful smile, more of his pearly white teeth showing upon seeing Izuku face him.

To Izuku's absolute surprise, the handsome blond let out an appreciative whistle. Okay, fuck. He couldn't believe he was being cat called by his lifetime idol of all people. Someone

kill him now.

"You know how to pick, Enji, let me--"

Everything was just happened so fast.

Next thing Izuku knew, Toshinori had let out a pained grunt as a fuming Enji stood over his idol who was writhing on the floor. Izuku felt himself panic when he heard the discernable

crack from the heavy foot pressing against one of Toshinori's hand.

"Don't fucking touch him," was what he last heard before he was hauled over a solid shoulder like a sack of potatoes and lead back to the furious redhead's room.

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The second week was spent in silence.

It seems like something shifted after that little scene with Toshinori.

Somehow, Izuku didn't feel too bad when he accidentally crossed paths with his idol, only for the other male to hightail it out the immediate vicinity.

No, Izuku

was completely fine with that. What frustrated him to no end was his temporary roommate.

The taller male has become skittish around him after the ordeal.

Only getting one word replies or affirmative or dismissive grunts felt like a stab to the chest. After seven consecutive

days of Enji saying that he'd eat out for dinner, Izuku was surprised when he saw a tear drop blot the ink on his hero analysis page.

He wiped at his frustrated tears, feeling dumb for crying for no apparent reason.

The greenette still attempted to continue but he had to

stop mid sentence when he was only able to see blurred colours from the amount of tears that had come pouring out of his eyes.

He felt like an idiot for even thinking that Enji cared about him at all. Maybe the hero had decided that he had more important things to attend to.

Maybe he thought that he shouldn't be wasting his time on a nuisance like Izuku.

Izuku felt like such an idiot for even feeling like he deserved Enji's time. Like he's entitled to his surprisingly enjoyable company.

Dumb. Dumb. /Dumb/

He had been so busy wallowing over the

pain in his chest that he hadn't noticed the very man that he's crying about return from his nightly run.

It had become a habit for the redhead to go on these midnight runs. That way, he'd be hitting two birds with one stone by strengthening his stamina and avoiding Izuku.

He frowned at the latter reason, feeling disappointed at himself for doing so.

It was just that Enji was scared of the inexplicable pull that he felt towards the greenette. He has never been subjected to that kind of feeling and the vulnerability that came with it was something

foreign to the fire user.

No one was more shocked than himself with what he'd done to that stupid Yagi.

The redhead wanted to reason out that it was just him taking his duty of keeping an eye on the smaller male seriously, but the cloud of anger that had taken over him at

that time was certainly not a natural response.

Something pushed him to almost crush his classmate's hand and he had a suspicion that it started with an "L" and ends with an "-IKING MIDORIYA IZUKU."

He knows steering clear of the sweet greenette wasn't exactly the most mature

response.

Izuku must be confused by his sudden absence. After all, they kind of developed a system to their days. With Enji cooking their meals and Izuku washing the dishes in turn.

The greenette even took the role of nurse when Enji came home with a busted lip or a scratch

from his intense hero training.

The young Todoriki could still feel the ghost of those scarred hands' touches on his bruised skin. How the greenette gently smiled at him when he flinched when the disinfectant stung a little bit too much. And how he heard the most entrancing

giggle when he happened to let out an involuntary whine when the smaller male had applied ointment on the burns that had been caused by his own quirk.

Enji had blushed when Izuku had said his reason.

"It's kinda cute to hear that from such a scary person."

He missed Izuku.

So, with a resolute sigh, he decides that he should probably check on the smaller male who was most likely asleep at this time like he usually was.

However, his ears immediately perked up when he heard sniffles from the dark living room.

Alarm bells start ringing in his head

at the thought of the greenette being hurt in any way so he didn't even bother to chuck off his shoes before sprinting to where he knew Izuku was.

He flipped the switch on, his heart immediately breaking when he saw the smaller male silently sobbing over his notebook. He didn't

even wait to pull the smaller male into him, growing more concerned when the usually shy male simply climbed into his arms and started crying louder.

Enji wasn't really the comforting type. Hell, he hasn't even tried to do that in his entire lifetime, but seeing his

little roommate in tears had his heart clenching painfully. So he tried his best.

"What's wrong, Izuku?" he inquired gently while fully supporting the greenette with one arm and carding through his luscious curls with the other. It took a minute or two for the crying male to

calm down enough to answer.

"Did I do something wrong, Enji-san?" the tiny male said in between hiccups and the redhead never wanted to bash his own head on the closest solid surface so bad. Fuck, he really messed up.

"No you didn't, Izuku. Why would you think that?" the tall

male asked while lightly patting at Izuku's back, all the while silently cursing himself under his breathe.

"Then why would you avoid me?" Enji couldn't help but frown when he heard the greenette's voice break at the end. This was his fault for being so insensitive. He had

always been told that he could be an asshole from time to time, and he had been so unaware of what he may have done to garner such a reputation but now he couldn't help but agree.

"I'm sorry, kitten," he said in lieu of an answer and patiently held the greenette in his arms the

entire night before placing the other down on his bed once Izuku fell asleep from exhaustion.

Enji spent hours awake, trying to come to terms with the strange feeling messing with his head and chest.

When he shifted to his side and stared at the peaceful sight of Izuku's

sleeping face, he let a small smile slip from his lips before moving a stray curl from the greenette's forehead and finally running his thumb across the constellation on his cheeks.

Enji smiles as exhaustion slowly crept in.

/Maybe it's not so bad liking someone after all/

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Bleary eyed and dehydrated, Izuku woke up with a quiet groan, half expecting to be on some uncomfortable surface.

He probably passed out last night. If his memory serves him right, he's most likely slumped over the kitchen counter.

With that in mind, he willed himself to sit

up, only to go back down again with an "umph" when strong arms kept his waist in a death grip.

That's when he realized that he was in an unfamiliar room. Black sheets, mute colored furniture, and walls adorned with monochromatic paintings with splashes of red that left Izuku in

awe. He already had an inkling about where he was. The strong arms and the heady musk enveloping him just proves him right. This is Enji's room and it's every bit of elegant Izuku expected it to be.

When Izuku feels Enji nuzzle his face into his nape, the greenette let out a

shaky exhale, trying his best to keep himself calm. The young hero was probably still asleep. Right?

But then those rough hands found their way into the sliver of skin that had become exposed by his minute movements, drawing lazy circles at the freckled skin that became warmer

to the touch with every stroke.

The smaller male still wanted to believe that it was just some strange sleeping habit that Enji had. But how could he still convince himself when he gets pulled into the redhead impossibly closer, his tiny body completely eclipsed by Enji's.

His face heats up when the cleft of his ass settles snuggly against an alarmingly hardening length.

/Oh god he has morning wood/

Was his first thought and upon feeling the sensation on his back better.

/He's fucking huge/

The freckle male had to refrain from looking

back, just to see if a snake didn't actually slither its way between them during the night, but he shook away the silly thought and made to pull away again. He just had to do it carefully.

Slowly, he cranes his neck up to see if Enji was still sleeping (and maybe to

ogle the handsome face a little) but he was met with piercing turquoise eyes that had him swallowing an imaginary lump.

"Good morning, kitten," greets a gravely low voice that had the greenette melting into a puddle. This was bad for his heart.

"Good morning, Enji-san,"

Izuku manages while stuttering. He stayed stock still, afraid that if he moved even an inch then he would cause a friction between their bodies that would make things infinitely more awkward.

When he felt the towering male move back on his own accord, Izuku felt relieved and

partly disappointed before something soft grazed the back of his neck.

"I'm making breakfast, kitten," Enji starts with a dangerously low voice. The smaller male could practically hear the smirk plastered on that usually stoic face, "And you're coming with me."

Was what Izuku

heard before he was hauled over those strong shoulders once again. He's beginning to suspect that this was becoming a habit.

Enji gently sets him down on the kitchen counter, leaving Izuku to observe the redhead as he gathered the tools and ingredients for a simple breakfast.

There was a strange warmth in his chest that spread throughout his body at an alarming rate while taking in the domestic view.

Mesmerized, he couldn't help but stare at the relaxed smile that had settled on those gorgeous features. He wonders who or what put it there. Although

he already had a hunch.

"Taste this," Enji said as he scooped a spoonful of the soup that he had been working on to Izuku's lips. The greenette was pliant, letting out an involuntary moan at the delicious warmth that made its way down his throat.

"That good, huh?" Enji smirks.

To which the younger male responded, more like squeaked, a bashful "yes."

Soon enough, the pair were settled in the dining area, comfortably talking about their plans for today.

But throughout their time together, Izuku can't help but be conflicted about the constant smiles and

the surprising playfulness that the tall Todoriki was displaying.

On the one hand, it makes his heart flutter. Happy and still a little starstruck that he is able to see such an intimate side to a usually private and, not to mention, hard to reach hero.

On the other hand, he

felt like he was intruding. Granted, he didn't really plan on becoming unnecessarily involved with anyone here. Heck, he didn't even know that his stay was going to be this long. But, he just couldn't shake the feeling that he might mess things up with one wrong move. What if one

simple action triggers a domino effect to events that could cause irreparable damage to the future?

As if to appease his worries, he surprisingly hears the shrill ringtone of his phone. He probably should not have set it to All Might saying his signature hero line of "I'm here!"

because the next thing he knew, Enji was pushing his seat back and looking around frantically.

"What the hell was that?!" came his obviously spooked question. Before Enji set the building on fire in his search for a spying villain, Izuku felt for his phone from his back pocket

and showed it to the taller male.

"It's just my smartphone, Enji-san!"

Said man looks at him, perplexed.

"Smart...phone?" Izuku thinks he looks hot when he's confused, brows furrowed and jaw slacked. He gave himself a little pinch.

/Focus, Izuku./

"Yeah!"

Izuku explained

that, yes, this tiny thing can be used to communicate with heroes and civilians across the globe. He even showed him a couple of games and social media apps that the older stared at in awe.

"Who's that?" the redhead had asked with a slight frown. They're on Instagram and he

happen to scroll by a picture of him and another person that made Izuku sweat bullets.

/Shit./

"That's a friend of mine," Izuku explained while the young Enji continued to scrutinize the image. It was of him being piggybacked by Shouto. He can see the how the redhead's frown

deepened the longer he stared at the photo.

"I don't like him," he says with a slight huff. And the greenette's eyes widened in surprise at the statement before he let out a genuine laugh.

"Why not?" he managed to ask, still chuckling a little.

"I just don't," Enji says with

finality before pulling Izuku onto his sturdy lap. The smaller male let out a surprised yelp, steadying himself by holding on to the side of the table infront of him.

He feels the warmth radiating from the body that's flushed against his back.

"I just don't," the redhead repeats, burying his face between the crook of Izuku's neck and shoulder, inhaling the calming scent and brewing in silence after.

Enji never really thought of it. It doesn't matter if he has accepted these foolish feelings if Izuku already had

someone in his life. How did he not think of that?!

The greenette only blinks his eyes repeatedly, still trying to process how he ended up in this situation. It felt like deja vu. Only this time, it felt strangely more intimate without the audience and all. Not to mention, the

hot breathe he feels at the back of his neck and the persistent arms that made its way around his midsection were... different. Possessive?

"Enji-san?" the greenette asked softly, raising a shaky hand before slowly carding his fingers through those fiery locks. They're soft.

He hears a grunt as a response and then the slight pressure from the redhead burying his face deeper.

"Are you feeling okay?" Izuku asks, still gently petting the taller male.

"You have me now..." Enji rumbles, arms tightening around Izuku.

"Whoever he is, it doesn't matter.

You have me now," the young hero declares with silent but strong conviction.

This left Izuku at a loss for words.

It doesn't matter if he was top of the class. His analysis skills and his last brain cells have left the building the moment Enji's intoxicating scent flooded

his senses.

So instead of speaking, he did the next best thing and stayed quiet. Humming a little while patiently waiting for the sulking redhead to move.

For now, he just basks in the feeling of being snuggled up in such strong and capable arms. Consequences be damned.

But fate had impeccable timing, as always.

The screen of his phone lights up.

[ 1 New Message from Hatsume Mei ]

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TBC

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That's it for today! I really thought I'd be ending it today already but apparently not. Again, this is self indulgent so sjkdkdkfj. I'm literally writing this beaded on how I feel today. Like I do with all my threads.

Anyway, see you next time!

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ALSO!

Sharing this again because this is definitely the perfect image of Enji in this thread. 🥵🥵🥵

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