"Who invited Ashido?" Izuku hissed in Kacchan's ear, his arm linked with Kacchan's, Izuku's chin knocking against Kacchan's broad shoulder as they strode down the sidewalk. "What did you do?"
Izuku stared at Ashido, whose arm was slung around Ochako's neck as they led the way. Ashido threw her head back in a bawdy laugh.
"Hah?" Kacchan said, in an equally conspiratorial whisper, glancing over his shoulder to where Shinsou strolled beside Todoroki, both of them with their hands in their pockets, Shinsou drawling low and slow with a half-grin. "Who the fuck invited troll hair?"
"Shinsou is fine," Izuku said, his eyes flashing stubbornly. "Even if he did invite himself. We probably owe him dinner for all the time's he's heard us having s-"
"I don't owe him shit," Kacchan said, equally stubborn. "Anyway, I didn't invite Ashido. Kirishima did in place of himself. He's got work or something."
"By the end of the night, we're probably going to end up at a weird BDSM club because of her," Izuku said, with all the love in his heart for that woman. The truth still remained.
"Who would let her go near them with a strap-on, anyway," Kacchan muttered, earning a harsh shush from Izuku.
"Well," Izuku said, his tone cheering up as it ever did. "I'm sure it'll all end well. It'll be nice to have dinner and catch up. Two weeks of slogging through certifications and mortgages and building codes is two weeks too much for me."
"I can't feel my eyes anymore from all those fucking documents," Kacchan said, scowling as they rounded the corner toward the group's new favorite local barbeque place.
"Did you get a hold of that one construction company to –"
"Whaddaya think I am, useless? I did everything I -"
"Okay, okay," Izuku said, chuckling as he slid a fond look toward Kacchan's gruff profile.
Surprisingly for everyone involved in the restoration and construction of All Might Agency, Izuku and Kacchan worked well as actual business partners. On the field – well, that would remain a work in progress. They had time.
"Hey," Izuku said as he leaned into Kacchan, grinning when Kacchan aimed a begrudging look to the side. "No business talk tonight, yeah? Let's give ourselves a break."
"I don't care either way. Who needs a break? I'm great."
Izuku snorted a laugh as they idled up to the restaurant.
"You sure are."
Many – many – beers in, and a lot of meat, too, Izuku was groaning as he followed Ashido exactly where he didn't want to go.
Some weird mystery spot.
"I feel like I know where we're going," Shinsou said, walking with a lanky swagger between Ashido and Todoroki. "But if it is, I don't wanna ruin the surprise."
"There's no way you know where I'm going," Ashido said, already laughing with her own personal glee.
"Excuse me," Shinsou drawled lazily, throwing an arm over her shoulders. "If there's one thing I know, its seedy shit. And in the direction we're going, there's only –"
"Tssschh!" Ashido dragged her hand sloppily over Shinsou's mouth, multiple beers having loosened her movements long ago.
"Should I be worried?" Todoroki said, frowning.
"Nah," Shinsou said with a crooked grin. "You're with me, after all."
"So, I should be worried," Todoroki said, nodding quietly to himself as they kept on their journey.
