The Pen is The Artist's: Swo- Quirk? [DISCONTINUED]

6

Startled by the voice, Izuku whips his head around to look at the hero.

Hawks was flying a bit to his left, beside him. His staring was full of nothing but curiosity.

"What?" Izuku asked.

"Who're you? I've never seen you in the skies before! You a new hero?" The winged hero asked, shifting to fly below the ravenette.

"I'm Present Mic's son, Izuku. I was given permission to use my quirk to manifest wings to get out of a tough spot. Got a problem?" Izuku replied, not too trusting of the hero. Especially after finding out the HPSC's connection to him.

"Oh! I didnt know he had a son! Nice to meet you! And of course not, but if you don't mind, what's your quirk? Is it just your wings?"

"No." Izuku stated, "And yes I do mind. I dont want the HPSC on my back, so you can find out about my quirk when I become a pro. And I have to be somewhere now, so goodbye." Izuki said, confusing the red winged hero before touching his pen and disappearing.

He quickly created a sphere that would change shape to look like him to lead the number three hero away before returning and zipping off, letting the sentient being take his place.

A few minutes later, the winged ravenette landed on the roof of his home and slides through the window his father does after late night patrols.

"Hey 'Zuku." Hizashi greeted as Izuku snapped his fingers, erasing his wings from existence.

"Hi pops!" Izuku exclaimed, jumping at his brightly coloured father figure, engulfing the man in  bear hug, receiving a chuckle for his antics.

"I was just about to make some lunch, want some? You didnt grab some food on your way back did you?" The hero questioned his son.

"Yeah I want some! And I came straight here."

At that, they both walked towards the kitchen. Once there, Izuku tried to pick a knife up, only for his other father to carefully snatch the tool, muttering about no experience while grabbing the ingredients and helping the two make lunch.

"WHAT THE!?" The yellow man screeched, previously unaware of his husbands presence. He accidently activated a small part of his quirk, shocking Izuku and making the boy flinch at the sudden noise.

"'Zashi, no quirk in the house." Shota said while cutting up some ingredients.

"Sorry." The other apologised, his head low as he sat at the table, knowing his cat of a husband wouldnt let him help much.

It wasnt his fault that he got soo excited about the food he started stimming with the knife in his hands! And if Shota didnt want a small cut on his forearm, he shouldnt have given the yellow ball of energy a sharp object!

A while later, the three sat at the table enjoying their lunch as they talked about anything and everything that came up.

"Oh yeah, who did you need your quirk to get away from?" Shota asked, looking at Izuku.

Izuku grimaced at the memory. "I- It was my good childhood best friend, Kac- Katsuki Bakugou. He turned into my bully after my quirk didnt arrive as soon as his did, thinking I was quirkless. I still wanted to be a hero and apparently that warrants point-blank range explosions to bare skin." Izuku mumbled, his voice reaching his dad's ears easily.

"What!?" Yamada asked, alarmed at what he had just heard.

"Why didn't you tell us?" Shota asked, keeping his voice calm.

"I- I didnt want to be a... a b- burden.." Izuku mumbled, tearing up.

Izuku tried to get up and go to his room only to be crushed by his fathers in a hug.

"You never were and never will be a burden. Dont ever think that." Shota said sternly into his untamed black hair.

Izuku just continued quietly crying until he fell asleep in his father's embrace, only to wake in his cat-themed bed.

He noticed a note on on his desk, getting up slowly to grab it. He wasnt too energetic anytime he first wakes up so he could hardly read it.

He put it down after reading his dad's message about them being at work and to eat. He just grumbled to himself as he pulled on his crimson headphones and playing his playlist. He noticed his pops on the couch, stumbling over to the man and slumping next to him.

"Hey bud. You doin okay?" Hizashi asked the tired ravenette.

"Mhm~," izuku mumbled, curling into his fathers side. Gaining a chuckle from above and an arm around his shoulders.

"Not feeling great?"

"Headacheee~" Izuku grumbled, rubbing his temples.

Hizashi laughed, "That's what happens when you cry Zuku, sorry."

They just sat there, Izuku sipping on some coffee Hizashi got him whilst grumbling about him becoming too much like Shota. Izuku just chuckled at that and took the steaming mug with a hum of appreciation.

Later at night, around 3AM, Shota climbed through the window, back from his patrol, and saw his family up discussing something around the possibility of quirk fusion.

"Why are you two up?" He asked.

"I woke up at like eight, and had some coffee." Izuku said offhandedly, about to go back to to his discussion.

"SOME!?!" Hizashi screeched without his quirk, "You had at LEAST 12 cups!"

Shota stared at his husband, "That's normal though." He stated. "Right, Izuku?"

Izuku nodded as he sipped on a cup that Hizashi didnt even know he had.

"No it's not- WHERE DID YOU GET THAT!?!"

"Pops no yelling. Making headache worse." Izuku snapped, holding his head with his non occupied hand.

Hizashi just apologised and went to take Shota's capture weapon from him.

Shots bent down to make it easier for his husband whilst untying his boots whilst he was down and sliding them into the shoe rack by the door.

While they had done this, they hadn't noticed Izuku moving about until he appeared walking through the doorway of the kitchen with a little cat looking thing walking beside him, holding a tray on its head with two mugs on it. Whilst walking through, Izuku poured two cans of monster energy into the mugs not missing a drop and grabbed the two mugs before erasing his creation.

"Here dad, I know you need it." He said whilst handing Shota the mug and sipping his own.

"You already had one!" Hizasbi whined, flopping onto the couch.

"We have infinite coffee. Literally. And I finished that cup pops." Izuku said, his dad laughing his ass off around his coffee.

"I knew my coffee like was normal!" He yelled, pointing at his loud cockatoo.

"Neither of you are normal... Shou, get a shower and come to bed. Izuku you do the same."  Hizashi grumbled, going to bed himself.

The rest of the night was just spent by Izuku and Shota finishing their coffees and somehow going to sleep a few minutes after.

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