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

16: Hunt for Peace

3rd POV

Shoto was sitting with Mei on her bed whilst Izuku and Hitoshi napped, like the sleep-deprived kittens they are, on her giant beanbag she made.

It was the softest thing she owned and she often used it as a bed, using the actual bed as a large chair for research and studying.

"So what are we looking for, exactly?" Mei asked softly, careful not to disturb the two sleeping.

"Any healthy coping methods we can find. These two arent going to last until graduation at this rate. Zu just brushes everything off whilst he bottles everything up, but Toshi... he doesnt even show any obvious signs that he is struggling." Shoto responds, the same level as Mei with too much worry in his voice.

Mei hummed, tapping away at her laptop whilst Shoto played with her hair as she laid her head in his lap.

"There's journaling, but Zu already does that a bit too much. We dont really need two people constantly writing notebooks." Mei mumbled as she clicked off of a site.

Shoto hummed, "'would be quite a funny sight to." He chuckled a bit.

Around five minutes later, a few more ideas, a peculiar one caught Mei's eye.

"Age play?" She mumbled, not sure if her ice and fire boyfriend could hear her.

Shoto did, "Age play? What is it?"

"'A person dealing with a traumatic event, causing PTSD, or some other form of stress and mental distress, can revert, or regress, to a younger mind-state. This helps the regressed individual, or Little, handle their emotions and to relieve stress.'" Mei read off. "Sounds quirky." She hummed.

"Might just work for us then." Shoto laughed quietly.

They both decided to introduce their boyfriends to the idea when they woke up, stashing away Mei's laptop.

They then began an intense make-out session silently, loving the way their bodies felt against each other.

Though that's as far as they went, not yet ready to go all the way.

A tomato faced Shoto, grinning Mei, and a few hours later, Hitoshi and Izuku started to stir.

Izuku groaned, his words indecipherable, and he sat up, seeing Mei and Shoto and immediately sipping on his coffee that he had in his pocket.

Without looking, he passed one to Hitoshi, who took it immediately and sipped on it.

"WHERE THE HELL DID YOU GET THAT!?" Mei screeched, utterly confused.

"First loud blondes and now loud pink-haired-teddybears. Shhh." Izuku complained, vaguely gesturing with his hand to keep her voice down. "I can make anything. That includes infinite and insulated pockets." He explained, materislising a bowl of cold Soba and handing it off to a cat-butler he also pulled out and it walked over to Shoto and handing him the noodles.

It took an actor's bow before disappearing in a cloud of purple smoke.

"Y'know, you dont have to keep giving me reasons to love you. I have enough. But thank you, darling." Shoto said, slurping on his noodles.

Mei was just looking like she was getting an aneurysm, causing Izuku to stand and walk over to her. He sat on her lap, facing her so his chest was against her's, and he placed his coffee back into his pocket before hugging the pinkette around her chest, his head to her collarbone.

"You okay, Mei?" He asked in a worried tone.

Snapping out of her little shock, she looked down and blushed a tiny bit before sliding her cold hands a little into the back of his shirt, feeling Izuku sigh at the feeling.

"I'm okay, baby. Just amazed by you, again." She whispered, pulling Izuku closer and falling back.

They landed with Izuku's face inbetween Mei's breasts, but she didn't care. Neither did he, just wanting to make sure she was okay, also wanting cuddles.

Shoto set his food down, done, and went to pick up Hitoshi, sitting down with the purplenette in his lap on the beanbag, cuddling into him.

Hitoshi blushed tremendously at this, but giving in and leaning into Shoto, relishing in the split temperatures.

About 10 minutes later, Izuku's phone started to ring with the sound of meowing cats, and he slid off of Mei to grab it.

"It's my dad." He said before answering. "Hey, Dad. What'd you call for?"

"Start walking home now. And put this on speaker for a minute."

Izuku complied, sad that he would have to leave.

"Hitoshi, Shoto, please walk him home if you dont mind." Aizawa said to the room, making Izuku groan.

"I don't need escorts, dad!" He groaned into the phone, hearing chuckles from his partners.

"Your quirk may be strong and all, but you arent licensed to use it, aswell as you already cutting your power in half last month. If they are willing to, they are walking you home. Be safe." He said back sternly, making Izuku frown.

He hung up after that, prompting Izuku to be pulled back on top of Mei, her giving him a firm cuddle for a few seconds.

"I'll see you tommorow, baby.~" Mei whispered go him, lightly kissing his nose. Causing him to blush but hum with happiness.

"'Dont gotta be home for a while, I'll walk you." Hitoshi said, shrugging on his jacket from the other side of the room.

Shoto did the same before walking over to Izuki when he stood, handing over the soft blue hoodie.

Mei gave both of her other partners hugs before letting them leave, her parents teasing her about kissing them all goodbye as she closed the door.

"What was that about your power?" Shoto said a few minutes into their walk.

"Oh, nothing. I just made a fully sentient thing, and it permanently took some of my power. It didnt do much, I can do everything I did. 'Just might be a little more tired." Izuku shrugged it off.

"Yeah, because you dont sleep enough." Hitoshi mumbled with a laugh from beside him. Izuku shoved him playfully.

"Hey! If I get sleep at home, I wake up like 7 times at night! I have to use the school day and free time to recharge! Or do you want me to faint all the time?" He asked, sounding bossy.

"If you did, I'd kick your ass for not taking care of yourself, then wrap you in my arms and never let you go." Shoto said sternly, tightening his hold on Izuku's waist.

Hitoshi grabbed his arm, holding it with his, and starting up the stairs into the apartment building.

"Welcome home!" Hizashi greeted from the couch, playing with Izuku's kitten who was just watching his hands.

"Hello." Hitoshi and Shoto called out, slipping their shoes off.

"Hey boys. Want something to drink?" Shota asked, walking over.

"No thank you."
"I'm okay, thank you though." They declined.

Shota just nodded, seeing Izuku pull on his headphones after coming back into the living room in pyjamas.

"I swear to kami, how do you change so fast?" He sighed.

Izuku just mumbled something about skills and slid onto the couch, catching his cat who jumped at him and snuggling it close to himself.

They all chuckled. Shoto and Hitoshi stayed for a bit, before leaving with the promise to return the following day, and the Yama-Zawa's had some dinner and went to bed.

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