Nomu of a Friend (EraserCloudMic)

Chapter 2

PoV: Third-Person Hizashi
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It's been about two months since the trio graduated high school, they've only had their agency open for about two weeks.
"Are you making sure to pack everything?" Hizashi's mother asked, she wanted to make sure her baby boy would be okay without her.
"Yes mom, for the last time, I packed everything," he laughed while saying.
"I just want to make sure you'll be okay," she responded. Hizashi's mother only spoke when her hearing aids are in, she wanted to be able to speak to her son while packing, after all, she wanted to be able to make sure she could help her son while he would probably still need her, which after this would probably be never again. She wanted to treasure the last moments of him living in the same house as her, even if it was to pack.
"Don't worry mom," the blond hair boy told his mother. "I'll be okay." His mother smiled sadly.
"Of course you will."

Hizashi, with the help of his mother, put the boxes and bags containing his belonging into the back of his car. His boyfriends and him had already found a lovely little apartment to stay in together. It was small, but it was cozy. As Hizashi's belongings were all placed into the car, he gave his mother a hug. She made sure to hug him extra tightly this time.
"Bye sweetie, please stay safe," she said goodbye to her son. Though, it was not a goodbye, more of a sorrowful 'see you later'. The aging lady didn't quite know how to feel about her only child moving away.
"Bye mom, I will be." Hizashi backed away from the clutches of his mother. He entered the driver's seat of his car, and drove down to his new apartment.

Once Hizashi pulled into his apartment's parking lot, he saw that his boyfriends were already there, as Oboro's car was parked there too. Shouta didn't have a car, so Oboro said he'd pick him and his stuff up. Hizashi pulled out his phone, texting in the group chat that he was there and asked for some help moving his belongings inside the apartment.

After about five minutes, he saw the two men exit the apartment, Oboro cheerfully waving to him, while Shouta just did an awkward smile. The two quickly bolted over to where Hizashi was.
"Zashi!" Oboro grabbed him into a tight hug, lifting him off of the ground.
"Boro!" Hizashi returned the excitement, hugging Oboro tightly too. Shouta stayed away from the hug.
"Now comes the big test. Will we be able to live together and not hate each other? Only time will tell," Shouta said in a seemingly joking voice.
"We will," Oboro responded to Shouta, setting Hizashi down and opening his trunk. The three of them were all able to grab Hizashi's stuff, making it so they wouldn't need to travel back downstairs. They used the elevator to get to their apartment, which was on the seventh floor of this apartment building.

"This one here," Shouta mumbled, using his hip to open the door, since his hands were full. As soon as he entered he set down the boxes he was carrying, so did Hizashi and Oboro with their bags.
The apartment was a small, kind of like a studio, apartment. There was a living room attached to the kitchen, then there was the bedroom, and next to it was the bathroom. There was also a fireplace and a balcony. It was small, but it was cozy as well. The balcony had glass doors, which allowed Hizashi to see outside. The area they would now live was near the city so Hizashi could see the other buildings.
"I think this will be nice," Oboro said, taking his shoes and jacket off, tossing them on the ground. Shouta looked at up in making a face of disgust.
"Dude, hang your jacket up. We're civilized people here," he scolded Oboro, who groaned and hung his jacket up on the hooks near the front door. Hizashi set his keys down on the table near the front door, to the right, the across from the hooks on the wall.
"So the bedroom is that room, right?" Hizashi asked, clarifying. He pointed to the left of the entrance, where the two rooms were.
"Yep," Oboro responded to him. Hizashi grabbed a box and headed towards it. It was the room on the right, the bathroom being to the left of it. He opened the door and there was already Oboro and Shouta's belonging in the room, including a small black cat. Luckily for Shouta, they were allowed to have pets in the apartment, which meant he got to bring his three-year-old cat, Pumpkin, to the apartment with them. His other cat, who was twelve-years-old and named Taabi, stayed with his mother.
"Excuse me Pumpkin," Hizashi said to the sleepy cat, who didn't move, so Hizashi set the box next to her on the bed. "Rude much."
     "Hey, don't insult my daughter," Shouta said as he entered the room. "She deserves respect." Ever since he got Pumpkin he would refer to her as his daughter, even calling his own mother a grandma to the tiny cat.
     "Sorry, sorry," Hizashi apologized. Despite the black haired man being considerably shorter than him, he was intimidating, and could punch real hard, though he would never punch his boyfriends. Although, he did once punch Hizashi, but this was before they started dating and Shouta still feels horrible about it to this day.
Shouta sets the bag he was holding, the reason he entered the room, down. He went over to his sleepy daughter and picked her up, her meowing in protest. Shouta copied her meows, causing Hizashi to laugh a little.
"Catboy," he called Shouta, who looked at him in disbelief.
"You did not just call me a 'catboy'!" The shorter one gasped. "My ears must be deceiving me." Hizashi laughed at Shouta, he thought the tone of voice he did was hilarious.
"What's going on?" Oboro asked as he walked in the room.
"Hizashi's spewing nonsense," Shouta replied, still holding his sleepy cat, swaying back and forth with her.
"I called him a 'catboy'," Hizashi informed Oboro.
"How is that nonsense, it's the truth." Shouta turned to face Oboro, who looked like he regretted saying that. "I would like to apologize."
"I don't like you anymore," Shouta said, obviously joking.
"Noooo!" Oboro cried out, also obviously joking. "I'm sorry catboy." Shouta rolled his eyes at the dramatic cloud.
"Sure."

The chaotic trio somehow managed to successfully unpack all of their belongings, officially being moved into their new apartment.
     "Guys, we have no furniture," Oboro mentions.
     "We have a bed," Shouta responds.
     "That came with the apartment," Oboro adds in. "We don't have a couch, or desks, or tables, or chairs, or-"
     "Okay we get it," Shouta cuts Oboro off from his ramblings. "We're broke what do you expect from us."
     "Honestly. We need to find more villains or something, or we won't be able to pay rent," Hizashi jokes to his friends. They're in the living room, sitting in a circle, along with Pumpkin who is asleep on Shouta's lap.
     "True that," Oboro replies. "We go back to the agency tomorrow. Same schedule, right?" He asks for clarification.
     "Yep, you in the day, Hizashi in the afternoon, me at night," Shouta responds. "That way we all work sometime throughout the day."
     "We can just show up and work whenever though," Hizashi includes.
     "Yeah, but that way there's always someone working," Oboro chimes in. "You guys better be safe without me, or I swear to god I will rip your eyes out."
     "If you rip my eyes out I can't work, would be blind, and couldn't use my quirk. So please don't do that," Shouta responds monotonously. After all, Oboro says things like this all the time, so they stopped phasing both Hizashi and Shouta at this point.
     "Then stay safe," Oboro sarcastically said to the shorter boy. Shouta rolls his eyes, something which he does a lot, most of the time just to do it.
     "Alright then," he stands up, picking Pumpkin up with him, "I'm heading to bed, I'm tired. You guys coming with?" He asks the other two.
     "Of course." Hizashi jumps up with Oboro, the three of them heading off to bed for the night.