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The fresh breeze flows through the jade locks atop Izuku's head, his gaze focused on the house in front of him, he hadn't even seen it in many years, the glass windows at the front stare down from the three-story building. He takes a deep breath and looks down at the small bouquet of flowers in his hands, his mother's favorite, green chrysanthemums. The omega mother of the boy always had a pot growing on the windowsill of their apartment growing up, it was a pleasant and familiar smell to the green-haired omega. 

He strides up to the building, the faint voices inside yelling at one another, he definitely had the right house, unfortunately. Ringing the doorbell, Izuku waits patiently, he knows this is a mistake, he shouldn't be here, he messed up too badly and had to make it right. But there was no way in hell he would be doing this alone, it's just going to be the five of them. Five adults having lunch on a normal weekend, nothing will go wrong. 

Nothing will go wrong should be the title of Izuku's autobiography, because right off the bat something went wrong.

Katsuki opens up the door to his old childhood home, his eyes barely opening as the sunlight pierces his soft skin. Taking long breathes, Izuku smiles at the blond, mustering up as much fake courage as he could. "Hello, Bakugou." He simply states as he walks past the blond and into the familiar household. A few of the furniture pieces had changed over the years, but the layout was still familiar to the jade man, as he easily found his way to the kitchen to find whom he was looking for. 

"Auntie Mitsuki, I brought flowers for you. Thank you for inviting me to lunch." He bows slightly and offers the flowers to Mitsuki as she dries off her hands. 

"You're so sweet Izuku, why don't you go out back and say hello to Inko and Masura, I'm sure they'll both love to see you." She grabs a vase and fills it a bit with water before placing the flowers in it. Izuku makes his way to the back as he hears Mitsuki yell at Katsuki for something or another. Dismissing all reason, Izuku decides to not listen at all and simply walks to the backyard where they would all be having lunch. 

The neatly trimmed lawn resided just on the edge of the clean and shaded patio. The tree in the corner provided just enough shade over the grass to leave a few chairs out there to get some sunlight soaked in without burning up. The two omegas chatting away under the tree looked over at Izuku as he closes the sliding door, it doesn't take long for Inko to get up quickly and rush over to her son. Izuku welcomely embraces his mother, it had been so long since the two were together since Inko couldn't make the trip to Tokyo very often. The jade woman tears up as she squeezes the life out of her heroic son, he had accomplished so much in his life, achieved his dream, saved people, met All Might, and most importantly he came home finally. This was his first time back in Musutafu since graduation, 7 long years of being away. 

Inko finally lets go of her son and wipes the tears from her face as they continue to cascade down her cheeks in a waterfall of salty liquid. "Izuku I missed you so much," she starts and more tears fall, her voice catching in her throat preventing her from speaking. 

"I know mom, I missed you too." He kisses her cheek and holds her hand walking over to the table the families would be dining at for lunch. While in the shaded area on the patio, Izuku and his mother begin to talk about how his life is in Tokyo, he mostly immerses himself into his hero work, but he has made quite a few friends in Tokyo that take care of him and he loves their company. 

The blonde-haired woman walks out of the house holding a tray of multiple plates and dishes, a few sandwiches, some noodles, and a large bowl of fried rice. Izuku quickly gets up and helps her with setting the table, and that's when he realized there were 7 table settings, but there were only 5 people eating. He brings his finger to his chin and begins mumbling under his breath, "Inko and I are two people, Masura and Mitsuki are two people, Kacchan is one person, two plus two plus one is five, but if there are two more people they could be-" 

He's cut off from his mumbling as the door opens for more people to come through, Katsuki walks out of the house, leading an indigo insomniac and a small child with blond hair and purple eyes. Izuku looks up at the three and freezes, it was hard enough having to be near his soulmate but this was going to be too much. Izuku quickly moves over to a seat between Inko and Mitsuki, but Mitsuki stops him before he sits down. "Go sit by Katsuki, he could probably learn how to be a less chaotic hero from you." She pushes him slightly to another seat next to where Katsuki is sitting down. 

"Hey, Nerd. It's been a while. How's Tokyo been?" Helping Demako into his seat rather than looking at Izuku, Katsuki asks him. His voice got a bit deeper than it was in their school years, but then again it has been 7 years, he could have grown a full beard by now. 

Izuku tries not to look past him at the little boy in the chair, but can't help it. He looks at the fluffy blond hair residing on the small alpha's head. A tiny smile creeping onto his face, but then the blond moves to grab a sandwich, blocking his view and removing the smile. "It's been alright. Crime is a bit low, but it just means work is easier. But I swear, those guys who kidnapped you back in our first year are in Tokyo now, and it's been making work a lot more fun. I'll occasionally get to fight some of them." 

Hitoshi noticed Izuku's gaze at the child and protectively holds his son's hand, sparing a short glare at the small omega. "I wonder why they're there, seems strange that they left at the same time you did, doesn't it?" 

"Yeah," Izuku chuckles a bit before looking away from the three. "So, are you two married yet?" He grabs a hold of his water and sips a bit down his throat. 

Katsuki stops, almost choking on the food he was swallowing. He clears his throat and glances at his mate. "No, not yet. We've been really busy with being heroes and stuff. Not to mention all the bills I have to pay constantly for damages." He looks down, slightly flustered. 

"We would be married if you just gave me the ring I saw in your dresser." Hitoshi states.

"I want it to be special, now can we stop talking about this?" The temperamental alpha raises his voice slightly, accidentally causing Izuku to whimper and keep his head down. "Sorry, Deku." He breathes out and stares at the tablecloth, the small patterns shimmering through the fabric. His gaze transfixed, a glaze coating his vision. 

Mitsuki looks between the three young adults and to the child at the table. Demako had crawled under the table and started messing with his dad's shoes, Katsuki didn't mind, just trying not to accidentally kick his kid. "So, Izuku honey, do you have a mate?" 

The water Izuku had been sipping carefully all came spurting up and out of his mouth in a mist, almost like a scene from a movie. He shakes his head and opens his mouth to speak, but before he can talk his little kid Demako pokes his head up from between Izuku's legs and hugs him, "Mommy!" The small blond didn't care about his previous encounter with his mother, he just wanted to be next to him. To be held and cared for by his mommy. 

"Hisuki, Deku's not your mom." He pries Demako off of Izuku. "Sorry, Deku." He apologizes once again, spending time with Hitoshi definitely had an impact on this unforgiving blond. 

"It's fine, I don't mind if Demako wants to hug me." He stands up and starts walking to the house, "I need to use the restroom, I'll be right back." And he disappears inside. 

Katsuki furrows his eyebrows, "Demako?" He looks over at his indigo mate with questioning eyes. 

Hitoshi shrugs and pets his little boy on the head, "He probably learned from Denki, and maybe he wanted to be a different uncle." He reaches his arm out and rubs Katsuki's upper arm and leans over and kisses his cheek. "Relax, please." 

He nods in agreement and leans his head back, the three parents all exchange confused looks between each other before looking back at their grown-up children and grandchild.

Long chapter? my 'friend' is over rn and almost caught me reading bl so that was fun. this arc is like 1-2 chapters away from ending? I don't really know...

do you prefer these 1.5K word chapters or just the 1K?

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