First few chapters are slow but it gets better I promise!! New chapter every Friday!!
Y/n L/n is a 29 year old transgender (ftm) stealth hero who has taken the job of the new A-rate hero course combat teacher at UA High. This leads him to meet 2-A...
~Time Skip To Christmas Break~ this was meant to be posted back during Christmas but I messed up the upload schedule so you get a very late Christmas chapter 😂.
⚠️Allusion to sexy time and mentions of adult ... toys⚠️ Y/n's POV:
Shōta and I ended up going on a couple more dates before we made it official. He asked me on the third date when we woke naked in Shoto's bed after a night out. Me resting on his chest, our skin warming each other as the sun shined through an open bit of his curtains.
——————-——————————————————— Nemuri, Zashi, Toshi, Shōta and I all sit around a table in Nemuri's apartment. Christmas music softly plays in the background as we all lazily lounge around her living room with our drinks of choice in our hands. Zashi all of a sudden jumps up with a clap of his hands disturbing the quiet calm atmosphere.
"Okay secret Santa time!" The eager blonde runs over to the pile of random gifts and starts passing them out to everyone. Once everyone had their designated gift we began to take turns unwrapping them. Starting with Toshi who got a massive Dad joke book from Zashi. Zashi opened his gift from me next. He grins from ear to ear when he sees the CD of some of the best 80's music and large box full of a couple of framed and signed posters of his favorite 80's bands.
"How did you get these?! Most of these people have been dead for years!" Zashi jumps up to give me a bone crushing hug, however being careful not to damage the posters. (Mha is supposedly set in the 2148's doubt any of todays 80's stars would survive that long lol)
"I have my ways." I laugh patting his back before he returns to his seat waiting eager for me to open my gift. Carefully I peel the tape off the haphazardly wrapped present revealing a black leather box with a note taped to the top. After neatly folding the wrapping paper and putting it off to the side I open up the folded paper to read the script inside.
Opening the box, I'm met with a beautiful Damascus steel blade with a stage horn handle.
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I smile to myself as I lift the blade from the silk lining of the box, feeling the cool antler and slight weight of the blade.
"It's beautiful Sho." I say admiring the craftsmanship and balance of the razor sharp blade.
"Wow that is a beauty, Shōta." Nemuri compliments as she sees the blade.
"I love it hun." I smile up at him from my spot beside him before leaning up placing a soft peck on his lips which he returns with a soft smile. "Your turn." I nod towards the wrapped present sitting in front of him from Nemuri. I glance over at her seeing a mischievous look sparkle in her eyes, knowing that one or both of us were fixing to be embarrassed. Looking back to Shōta I see a hesitant look cross his face, letting me know that he was thinking the same thing.
"Come on its not that bad. It is technically for the both of you though." Nemuri smirks as she takes a sip from her wine. Shōta rolls his eyes before finally relenting and opening up the box. I lean over and start chuckling to myself seeing what's inside.
"I guessed y'all were the kinky types but didn't know exactly what to get y'all so I figured a gift certificate would be the best option so you can discuss what's best for y'all." Shōta has a soft blush covering his cheeks, he says a quite thanks before closing the box and handing to me to set off to the side. I lean over to whisper in Shōta's ear as I take the box from him.
"At least it wasn't a fake dick like we both thought it would be." He chuckles giving me a 'yeah that's for sure' look.
"Anyways, Nemuri you're the last one. Open your gift." Toshi says obviously uncomfortable about the shift in topic while Zashi gave Shōta a knowing grin.
"Okay old man I'm working on it." Nemuri laughs before opening the present she got from Toshi. Inside the neatly folded paper was a thick book bound in old green dyed leather.
"This is so cool, Toshi! This is one of the books I don't have. Where did you find it?" Nemuri excitedly squirms in her seat as she lifts the book to let me see the title. Across the leather in gold leafing was 'Women of the war: their heroism and self-sacrifice by frank moore'
"An old friend of mine was cleaning out his attic and found it. It's a first edition. 1867. I know you're a history buff, figured that if anyone deserved to have such a book it would be you, young Nemuri."
"Well thanks old man, I love it." Nemuri is grinning from ear to ear visibly pleased by the gift she received as she gently flips through the old pages.
We all sit around chatting and snacking until I realized the time.
"Okay well me and Shōta need to head out. I need to prepare for my top surgery tomorrow and it's getting late now." I say sluggishly getting up, Shōta following suit. I had come out to Zashi and Nemuri over dinner one night when the topic of a trans student came up and I offered some ideas and resources to help them. I unintentionally let it slip about my transition in the process. luckily they both excepted me and it didn't change anything between us.
"Okay, well remember that we are all ready to jump in and help you when you need it. Well when Shōta can't be there. I know the man worships the ground you walk on." Nemuri laughs giving me a hug goodbye. Zashi and Toshi both get up and give us both their goodbyes. Shōta and I gather our things and take the walk back to my apartment together.
As we walk in the door I place my stuff down on the counter as did Shōta. He wraps his arms around my waist resting his head on my shoulder.
"You ready for tomorrow?" Shōta whispers in my ear.
"Yes and no. Yes because I'll finally be free of one of the things that make me not like myself. No, because it's surgery meaning I'll have to be in a hospital."
"I know you don't like hospitals but I'll be there when you go in and there when you get out. Today is the last day you will have had to wear a binder love." Shōta kisses my neck before releasing me and grabbing my hand, leading me to the bedroom to get ready for bed.
I lay next to Shōta, his steady breathing and Misty's purring being the only sounds in the apartment. My brain is running a mile a minute as I think about the hospital I'll have to be in tomorrow. I never really liked hospitals. Even before me spending weeks in one healing from my father almost stabbing me to death. And a second time healing after the underground fighting ring I was forced to fight in as a child. Or all the other hero work incidences that required me to go the hospital. The list is quite long. i just alway felt on edge in environments similar to hospitals even before the endeavors of my childhood and teen years. One thing I knew for sure though is that Shōta will be there for me. What did I do to deserve such a man? Absolutely nothing. Am I worth it? Probably not, but I'm going to hold on to him for dear life whether I deserve him or not.
