Just for those who do not know,
gilipollas = douchebag in English!
Either way, enjoy the story!
This wasn't what Izuku had expected.
Honestly, the boy didn't know what it was that he expected.
But this wasn't it.
The boy of course had to go shopping with Hizashi to get new clothes, his old ones either no longer fitting or just being plainly uncomfortable with the boy's scars. Recovery Girl had suggested a softer fabric so as to not agitate his scars to allow them to fully settle.
Of course, Eri wanted to join, which Izuku was actually grateful for, the little girl radiating a sense of calm to him while she also helped keep Hizashi's attention off of him.
Hitoshi and Aizawa both had to go to UA, seeing as there were two and a half months of school before Class A's second year. And while it had been offered, Izuku truly didn't want to take a step anywhere near the school.
Though when agreeing to go shopping with his father, he hadn't once dared expect that he would be doing a semi-fashion show. The Alpha had grabbed clothes that he deemed fashionable while also soft enough so as to not irritate Izuku's scars. And now Izuku was Hizashi's and Eri's personal model.
"Zu, I don't like that one!" Eri shook her head as Izuku walked out of the dressing room for the 50th time, sighing as both Eri and Hizashi shook their heads.
"I think I have enough clothes; I don't need that much!" Izuku whined as he slumped against the wall, desperately praying to the Gods that they would take mercy on him and send some kind of angel to save him from this.
"Oh hush, we got you everyday comfy clothes, but now we need nice dress casual clothes. We still need to get some actual fancy clothes. Speaking of which, do you want a pantsuit, a regular suit, or a dress?" Hizashi asked as he waved his hand, though Izuku only groaned at the implication of more shopping.
"Father, the kind gracious man that has raised me. I beg of you please. Let me die in peace and end my suffering!!" Izuku whined as he fell face-first onto the floor, the carpet underneath him somewhat breaking his fall while Eri giggled at her brother's theatrics, though Hizashi merely chuckled as he rolled his eyes.
"We might as well get it done now Izuku. It'll save us the time and pain." Hizashi stated while Izuku groaned.
"I expect this cruelty from papa, but from you? You have reached a new low father." Izuku mumbled as he rolled over onto his back and inclined his head to look up at the Alpha.
"You're being overdramatic, come on. We'll get this over with and then we can go home!" Hizashi cheered while Izuku sighed as he pushed himself up and walked back into the dressing room.
"Mr. Present Mic?" Hizashi jumped slightly at the sound of one of his student's voices, quickly turning as he came face-to-face with Denki.
"Kaminari! Hey kid! What's up? What are you doing here? Are you skipping school?" Hizashi questioned while Denki chuckled at his teacher.
"Sir, school ended like three hours ago. I'm here with my friends, but I had to come in here for a minute to grab some shoes. Sero's with me too. But I kind of ditched him when he went to go look at some ties." Denki chuckled while Hizashi laughed alongside him before quickly checking his phone, only to see that school had indeed ended three hours ago.
"I see! Well, have fun then!" Hizashi stated while Denki looked over to Eri for a moment before raising his eyebrow at the sight of multiple pairs of clothes thrown on one of the chairs.
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