𝐖𝐡𝐚𝐭'𝐬 𝐚 𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐨? (𝐁𝐚𝐤𝐮𝐝𝐞𝐤𝐮)

-the hard part-

Izuku woke up on a bed. It wasn't his own familiar bed he was used too but he could quickly adjust to this bed. It was softer, and bigger in size and Izuku practically melted as he covered himself and soft fluffy blankets, the nice bubbly feeling he felt as he nuzzled his head in the small pillows. He then flinched and his eyes widened as he remembered.

' THAT OLD MAN' Izuku sat up quickly, sadly getting backlash (literally) Izuku groaned as he got out of bed looked at his oversized shirt and shorts he then looked towards his door. The room was warm and made Izuku just want to stay in this domain forever tho he'd have to face the cold look of the man eventually.
Izuku walked to the door as he hesitated before opening it revealing a warmer household and Izuku felt himself sigh in relief as he looked down the hall.

He walked down the hall slowly looking at all the picture of people on the hallway walls. Soon a familiar smell of coffee ran past his nose and Izuku breathed it in having a warm feeling make him feel all happy and jittery for a weird reason.
Sizzling sounds came from the kitchen as he got a waft of the smell on bacon on the stove.

Izuku practically felt himself get drawn to the smell as he soon ended up on the kitchen to see someone other then the old man.

"Who are you!?" Izuku yelped and the look alike person looked at him and his eyes widened slightly.
"Who are you?!" The other teenager replied and as Izuku stood in the doorway and the purple haired guy stayed by the stove, they where frozen in place confused and concerned.
"I live here!" The purple hair teenager said and Izuku gulped. "WELL I DO TO NOW and I don't remember the old man saying purple guy lives here too!" And the person jolted at the sound of a loud bang behind Izuku.
Izuku flinched and immediately jumped back to see Aizawa with his dead and dark eye as he glared at the two of them.

"Why is there a commotion here." Aizawa said as he sighed and leaned on the door way of the kitchen.
"Who's this stranger!" The purple haired cursed and Izuku cringed and crossed his arms looking away, 'damn doms..' he thought in his head as Aizawa sighed and looked at Izuku.
"His name is Izuku, shinsou. He'll be staying with us until we can find him a proper home." He said calmly and Izuku averted his gaze as he felt a sense a warmth and coldness from that small speech.
"Dad. You can't just be picking up random people from the str-" the purple haired, supposedly named shinsou said before being interrupted.

"Did you forget what my job is? He's not just a random person, he's in hiding and came from a difficult backstory, I'm willing to help him until sub services gets off his trail." Aizawa then said making shinsou's eyes widened and he then they narrowed. "Sub services are after him? Why are they after him!" And Izuku looked at him and scoffed looking away. Shinsou growled as he turned to the stove and turned it off in time almost burning the bacon.

Aizawa just shrugged and walked to the diner table and took a seat.
"Well?" Aizawa said breaking the tension between the two teenagers.

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"S— so tell me. Why are you being tracked down my sub services why would they want anything with you?" Shinsou said with a mouth full of food as the "family" of three sat at the table.
Izuku picked at the bacon and sighed. "I'm a sub, and I commited some..stuff, and sub services punished me for it but now they decided to take me in to "Rehabilitate" me..but I escaped..with the help- of someone." Izuku said as he took a bite of his sausage.
"Does that have to do something with the muzzle Izuku?" Aizawa said as he ate his pancakes, looking at Izuku.

Izuku looked down and sighed nodding.
"Hm..what "stuff" did you do hm?" Shinsou said suspiciously and Izuku pressed his lips together in a line as he averted his gaze.
"DonT listen to him Izuku you don-" "-it's fine, I'm willing to say.." Izuku said not really trusting himself to even get them out.
Concerned to what will happen once he spills the story.