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49. Three Pairs of Shorts

Over the next month, You and Geten became closer and closer. Unlike Tomura with his many moods and distractions, Geten only had one thing on his mind when he was with you. That thing being: fucking you like there was no tomorrow. Planned dates with him were more like some sort of elaborate foreplay, just something to lead up to the main event. This would have been a problem, if not for one fact, he was good at it, really good. There was not anything to complain about there. Physical touch was his forte, whether it be kissing, cuddling, or... ya know.

Even though Geten often wanted to keep you to himself, he joined you and your friends once in a while, even went out on a double date with Natsuo and his new girlfriend.

"Snowflake, I want to talk to you about something." Geten's voice brought you back to reality. The pet name made you fidget, you weren't quite sure if you liked being nicknamed that. You felt like it meant something delicate, pretty, and in the realm of his control. But he said it so sweetly it was impossible to resist him.

"What is it?" You rolled over to look up at his frost colored eyes.

"Have you ever thought about what our kids would be like?" His fingers toyed with your hair while he smiled mischievously at your startled face.

You shifted your body against him, feeling your cheek brush against his soft shirt. "Do you mean like their quirks?"

"Yes and no. Just little things like would they have your eye color or mine. Things like that."

"You've been thinking about this a lot haven't you?"

"Just a little..." He sighed. "Okay, you caught me... I think about it quite often." Geten grinned to himself.

"Isn't it just a bit early to even be thinking about that?" You questioned.

"Does it matter? I already know I'm serious about you."

"Geten..."

"What?"

"It's been like only a month."

"So?"

You snuggled closer into his chest and sighed. All the things you had avoided telling him drifted to the forefront of your mind. How long could you keep that from him?

"Hey." He said quietly, lifting your chin so you had to look at him. "I don't want to force you into anything. I can wait as long as you need me to. But when you're ready for something serious, let me know immediately, okay?"

"Okay." You said before kissing him and laying back against his chest.

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Thanks to Aizawa and his connections, another new addition was made to your life. You were allowed to visit Hari once a month. As long as the visits were closely monitored, you were able to talk freely.

"Are you okay? What am I saying of course you're not okay, you're in prison..."

"It could be a lot worse, ya know."

"How so? This seems like a worst case scenario to me."

You eyed the orange jumpsuit he was forced to wear, along with his cuffed hands. It made your heart ache just to look at him.

"Well I can still see you once in a while can't I?" Hari cocked his head to the side teasingly. "So, anything new with you in the beautiful outside world?"

"Well... I met a guy. He asked me out last month and we've started seeing each other."

"Oh." You thought you noticed a flicker of annoyance or disappointment cross his face. "Is he treating you right? No red flags?"