Left out | KiriKamiDeku

🪴Chapter 8🪴

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Sorry for the late chapter ~Terry
Word count: 3071
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No Person's Pov:

Eijirou had decided against saying anything to Izuku about his long sleeves and the way he hides his body, wanting to wait a bit longer before jumping to conclusions. Surely the greenette would wear short sleeves soon, right? He wouldn't just continue to change into long sleeves and hide his body. Well, that's what the red head was hoping for. He was hoping that his suspicions were proved wrong and that his amazing boyfriend wasn't... He wasn't going to jump to conclusions.

Denki didn't really piece together anything because, well, he's not really the brightest.

After getting dressed in the appropriate clothes, the trio went out into the gym and trained for an hour, before deciding to start showering for class.  They used the locker room showers, despite the generic shampoo and body wash scents, and then got dressed in the standard U.A uniforms.

When the boys left the gym to start heading to school, both Denki and Eijirou noticed Izuku being more fidgety than usual. "Hey, 'Zuku, what's wrong? You seem kinda nervous?", Denki questioned. Eijirou nodded, showing that he agreed with his electric boyfriend. Izuku let out a little sigh, before telling his boyfriends what had been on his mind. "Well, I know that nobody knew about me, Bakugo, and Todoroki's relationship, and no one knew about you two's relationship either, so I was just wondering what you guys are okay with. I'm totally fine with keeping us a secret, but if you guys are okay with people knowing I don't want you guys to think that i'm using you both to make Bakugo and Todoroki jealous or something. I just want to know what you guys are okay with, and i'm nervous about facing my two ex boyfriends basically."

Eijirou and Denki shared a look. This was the same kind of push over, almost slave-like, mindset that Izuku had when he first came to them. This was what they didn't want. They didn't want him to be scared to ask them questions, or to feel like less than them, or feel uncared for.  They looked back at their green boyfriend, who was looking almost scared, and felt their hearts crack. Eijirou cupped Izuku's cheek, gently tilting his head so that they were making eye contact, and said, "Izu, love, we don't care if people know. We know that you aren't shallow enough to use us for making people jealous, but to be honest it would be nice to let Bakugo and Todoroki see just what they're missing out on. I really don't know how they couldn't see what a perfect angel you are, but what we don't want is for you to be scared of us, think that you aren't worth attention, or anything like that, right Denks?" Eijirou looked to his blond boyfriend for confirmation, to which he replied, "Exactly 'Zuku! And don't worry about Bakugo and Todoroki, we'll be by your side the whole day. If they try anything, me and Eiji will take them out like the trash they are!"

Izuku gave both of his boyfriend's pecks on the mouth, before blushing and taking both of their hands. Eijirou and Denki also felt their faces heat up, but because of how adorable their boyfriend looked at that moment. Suddenly, the rocky boyfriend realized something about the green boy's choice of words. "Hey Izu, did you actually call Bakugo, Bakugo? As in, not 'Kacchan'? And you also called Todoroki by his last name instead of his first name too."

Izuku shrugged at the red head's question, before simply saying, "They pretty much screwed up any relationship between me and them, so I don't feel close enough to call them by any nickname or their first names. I expect the same from them, except maybe Bakugo. Since he wasn't the one hurt, he probably still thinks he can call me Deku, but he better at least bump it down to Izuku. Midoriya would probably be weird for the both of us, but he definitely can't call me Deku anymore." Eijirou smiled down at his little green bean, proud of the small mental progress he was making. Even if it was something as simple as names, he was starting to build up some self respect.