Author's note: Hello! Please feel free to leave comments and constructive criticism. :-) I'm a writing teacher, so I'm always trying to improve my craft. I want to do one shots with a food theme that ties characters together. Some works that I have coming involve:Yaoyorozi x Todoroki - Lemon chiffon
Bakugo x Ururaka - Pop rock candy
Todoroki x Midoriya - Cinnamon bunns
However, feel free to leave requests or ideas. I feel like this story may start slow, but gets HOT in the last half, especially if you have as much of boner for Toshinori Yagi as I do. ;-) Please enjoy!
Toshinori hums as he slices green onion and puts sliced vegetables into containers for the day to come. He leaves the door open to allow Izuku and crew to let themselves in. When a small bell chimes by the entrance to his ramen shop, Toshinori excitedly came out to greet them. First, Izuku pushes his way in with bags that fill his arms.
"Hey dad!" Izuku says as he sets the groceries down on a nearby table. He hugs Toshinori, who laughs heartedly. 'Dad' was an endearing title Izuku and most of his friends in class 1-A gave him. It was a term used to express their unwavering love and admiration for the previous number one hero.
"Hey Midoriya's dad!" Todoroki says as he walks in, carrying even more groceries and setting them down next to the rest. Todoroki, though usually reserved and not one for jokes, had been opening up more to Toshinori. He received a loving hug from Toshinori.
"Where's your mom?" Toshinori asks Izuku, who has already decided to see what the sweet smell from the kitchen is.
"She's right behind us." Izuku says." She just found a kitten on the sidewalk, and is trying to decide what to do for it."
The bell above the door chimes as Toshinori opens it to let himself out. Toshinori is caught off-guard and his heart drops low, skipping a beat as he takes Inko's figure in. She is bending down low in the lacy white dress that he'd gotten her for Christmas last year. Concern paints Inko's face as the tiniest black kitten mews for its mom. Inko puts her finger in front of its mouth and lets it suckle from her finger.
"Hey!" Toshinori says in a lively voice. Inko's body jerks up at the sound. "I'm sorry I surprised you." Toshinori says, smiling brightly.
"Toshinori, look at this kitten. She's too young to be away from her mother." Inko's face wrinkles with worry and Toshinori thinks she looks lovely this way.
"Bring her inside and we can find a box for her to lay in upstairs. There's probably something for her to eat in the kitchen." Toshinori says.
"Okay." Inko smiles for the first time at him. She takes the fragile ball of black fuzz into her hand. Inko stands and Toshinori notices how the white dress is just sheer enough below her hips that he can make out the outline of her thighs and legs, and his body responds in arousal. He turns quickly, holding the door open for her and places a kind hand on her shoulder as she enters his shop.
"You know, you didn't have to bring all that food, but I appreciate how you thought of me," Toshinori says. He continues more quietly, "by the way, I like when you wear this dress." He feels the lacy pattern of the thin strap that holds it on her, also feeling Inko's soft, bare shoulder before dropping his hand back to his side.
Toshinori isn't sure, but he thinks Inko's cheeks darken into a rosier pink.
"Oh! Toshi, you know I just love taking care of my boys." She continues, "This dress is my favorite dress. Thank you." Inko smiles. It is Toshinori's turn to blush.
"Izuku!" Toshinori calls out. "Can you please go find a box and some blankets upstairs? I'd look in one of the closets."
"Sure!" Izuku comes out from behind the kitchen bar with Todoroki in tow. "All this food looks amazing in here mom, you've got to come look at it!" Izuku says.
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Hotcakes
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