Not Yet ~ Completed

The morning after

Izuku rubs his eyes sleepily as he slowly wakes up. He feels warmth against his body, instinctively he leans into it.

The warmth chuckles deeply as he wakes up. "Morning bunny." Hitoshi says, pulling Izuku closer.

Izuku nods, yawning softly. "M- morning T- Toshi-" He cuddles into his lavender haired lover a little more.

Hitoshi chuckles softly. "Izu, you gotta get up. I have school."

Izuku shakes his head. "Nu uh. N- not get - ting up-" He pouts slightly, burrowing his face into Hitoshi's warm fuzzy sweater.

Izuku's toxic green eyes peer up into Hitoshi's deep purple ones. "Y- you d- do real - ize i- it's Saturday?" He questions, laughing softly at the others expression.

Hitoshi's eyes widen. "Dammit!" He laughs softly. "I guess I didn't, come on." He slowly sits up, Izuku still latching onto him like a koala. "Let's get some breakfast yeah?"

Izuku pouts. "N- no... Don't f- feel l- like putting my c- contacts back in."

Hitoshi laughs again, shaking his head softly. "I can't believe you." He smiles. "Fine, I don't think my dad's are up yet anyway."

He holds Izuku right as they stand up. He kisses the younger's forehead before walking out of his room.

"Th- they better n- not be a- wake or I- I'll kill you-" Izuku pouts, nuzzling his face into the crook of Hitoshi's neck.

Hitoshi chuckles. "They aren't, relax bunny." He walks into the kitchen, rummaging around in the cabinets for breakfast. "Have a preference?"

Izuku's eyes light up. "Waffles!!!" He exclaims, launching backwards a little so he could look into Hitoshi's eyes.

Hitoshi chuckles at his lovers cuteness. "If you want waffles you'll have to let me go babe. I can't make waffles with you attached."

Izuku frowns. "Fineee..." He groans playfully, gently placing his feet onto the floor before letting Hitoshi go. "I'm g- gonna go get dr- essed- incase y- your dad's w- wake up-"

Hitoshi nods, kissing Izuku's head. "Good idea bunny. I'm guessing we're keeping us a secret for awhile?"

Izuku nods. "I kn- know it's not i- ideal... I j- just don't w- want th- them finding out.." He frowns slightly. "Sp- specially af- after what they said.."

Hitoshi's eyes flash with curiosity for a second before being replaced with concern. "What did they say?"

Izuku shakes his head. "D- don't worry b- bout it!" He puts on a smile, kissing Hitoshi's cheek before leaving to go get changed.

Hitoshi sighs. "I shouldn't pry, I don't want a repeat of last night." He thinks, getting everything together to make waffles. He hears footsteps walking back into the kitchen. "Hey I-" He starts before he turns around, when he turns around he sees it was Aizawa and immediately freezes. "Hey dad.. I didn't think you were up this early-" He chuckles weakly.

Aizawa sighs. "I'm not even. I'm too tired to find out whatever you're hiding." He grumbles as he goes over to the coffee pot.

Hitoshi laughs. "Whatever. I'm making waffles by the way if you want any." He says, mixing up the batter.

Aizawa nods. "Yeah sure I'll take some. I think Hizashi wants some too whenever he gets his lazy ass out of bed."

Hitoshi nods, chuckling softly. "I still don't understand how pops is more difficult than you to get to bed."

Aizawa scoffs. "He is. He is horrible in the mornings."

Hizashi rolls his eyes from behind his husband. "I heard you talking shit about me?" He questions, whispering softly into Aizawa's ear.

"What the fuck!?" Aizawa screams, jumping slightly.

Hitoshi bursts out laughing. In his fit of laughter he didn't notice a pale scarred hand slipping pink food dye into the waffles.

Izuku giggles from behind Hitoshi, his red contacts now in. He hadn't changed into his vigilante gear yet. He was wearing a turtle neck sweater and some jeans, nothing fancy.

Hitoshi scoffs as he looks back to the batter. "Alright. Who's the wise guy." He says, showing his father's the bright pink waffle batter.

Hizashi immediately bursts out laughing. Aizawa stifles a chuckle as he points behind Hitoshi.

Hitoshi gets a little tick mark above his forehead as he turns around. "Nequam."

Izuku squeaks, giggle softly. "I d- did nothing."

Hitoshi growls quietly. "Oh you asshole-" He immediately runs towards the smaller.

Hizashi laughs as he watches the kids chase each other around the house. Izuku had snuck a small glitter bomb with him and was now threatening Hitoshi with it.

Aizawa raises his eyebrow slightly. "Those two seem oddly close. Do you think Nequam is someone Hitoshi knows?"

Hizashi nods. "Could be. I've never seen Hitoshi act this away around someone before."

Aizawa groans. "That means my class are all suspects."

Hizashi giggles. "You'll figure it out baby."

Hizashi took over making the waffles as the kids horsed around for awhile. Soon they were all sat at the table eating happily. 

Hizashi is the first to speak up besides some random banter. "So, Nequam, do you know Hitoshi personally?"

Hitoshi freezes in his seat.

Izuku was busy eating so he just signed. "Ah ah ah, you're not using Hitoshi here in our little game Zashi. That would be cheating. Also I didn't give you permission to ask questions did I?"

Aizawa chuckles. "You didn't. However you didn't say we couldn't. And I think both of your reactions tell us everything we need to know."

Izuku shoots Hitoshi a quick glare, silently saying, you tell them anything and I murder you in your sleep

Hitoshi groans upon seeing the others glare. "Fine fine fine! I won't tell them!"

Izuku nods, smiling faintly.

Hizashi laughs. "So is your civilian self the person Hitoshi was talking about when he said he has a friend with tourettes?"

Izuku shakes his head. "Nope. But I have a feeling I know who that friend of his is."

Hitoshi sighs. "Of course you would. Fucking stalker."

Izuku gasps, he looks very offended by the comment. "Excuse you? I am not a stalker! I saw during the USJ is all. I'm not blind Hitoshi." He frowns slightly, shaking his head.

Hizashi laughs at the kids banter whereas Aizawa is very confused by it.