The Toddler That Saved The World

Ch 4. Uncle?

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Sokka's POV

When Sokka woke up he had been surprised, not having expected to ever wake due to the injury he was sure he had received. However he was both grateful and surprised to learn that Izuku had awakened their Meta-Ability to save his life, it warmed his heart knowing the kid cared about him that much.

The thing that surprised Sokka the most however was the fact that Izuku had decided to make Moeta, Yoichi, and himself their father figures. It had filled Sokka with warmth he hadn't felt in a while, he had a family again.

Sure Moeta was his family, but that was more like a close friendship.

Izuku wanted to be his family, in everything but blood and that made him nearly choke back tears. However he never let them get out, he couldn't afford to be weak in these dark times of the Meta-war. So he simply held in the warmth of the idea he was Izuku's Pops, as the kid had called him.

"How are you feeling?" Yoichi asked concerned and Sokka smiled in response, suppressing a blush that threatened to escape.

"I am alright." Sokka admitted softly." Izuku has a powerful healing Meta-ability, so far there hasn't been any negative side-effects on either of us....not including Izuku being tired after manifesting the ability."

Yoichi nodded in agreement, a hint of pride inside their green eyes and that made Sokka hesitate. Moeta's words from earlier echoing in his mind, did...Yoichi really like both of them and had Izuku really thought they were together? Sokka's mouth went dry at the thought, did...did he ask them.

"Do you...like me?" Sokka asked curiously." I mean, romantically?"

Yoichi's eyes widened and the white haired man blushed heavily, avoiding Sokka's gaze and that was more then enough answer. However he wanted to hear it from the other man, so he waited for them to stumble over their sentences.

"I...well, maybe...just, um...a little..." Yoichi stammered, a hint of pink on their ears.

"I like you too, Yoichi." Sokka confessed and that caused the white haired man to stare, their blush spreading from the ears to their cheeks.

He had to admit the man was beautiful when they blushed, he gave them a kind smile. One that was reserved for the people he was closest with, still marvelling at how quickly he had trusted and cared for Yoichi. It had only been about a week since they rescued them, but for some reason he felt drawn to them like it was fate.

Sokka knew that Moeta felt the same and he had a feeling Yoichi liked them too, but he was alright with that. He knew that Moeta was open with their relationships, willing to share if the other partner was as well. He just wasn't sure if Yoichi was like that, or if they would want to choose between him and Moeta.

He took a deep breath.

"Do you want to pursue a relationship with me and Moeta?" Sokka asked carefully." If not, then I won't force you to choose between us...I will take a step back."

Yoichi stared at him, making Sokka's heart clench with worry and hope.

"I...I mean, it's not that I don't want too....it's just, I'm not that lovable." Yoichi murmured softly, with tears in their eyes." Why would you two want me of all people?"

Sokka chuckled, he'd have to build up the white-haired man's self esteem.

"You are beautiful, kind, brave, and selfless...the real question is how could we both not love you?" Sokka said, relishing the blush that spread across Yoichi's face and turned to the door as it opened revealing Moeta and Izuku.