I Found What I Was Missing

Chapter 86: Mission

Mission

Izuku woke up suddenly with a start, blinking blearily up at the ceiling as he attempted to sort through his thoughts and memories of the dream he had had. After a minute or two, he sat up with a sigh, raking a hand through his hair, he glanced around the room. It was still dark, a glance at his phone’s screen told him it was three am, everyone in the house was likely still fast asleep.

Izuku turned to sit on the edge of the bed, dragging a hand down his face with another heavy sigh, turning to glance behind him at his sleeping lovers. Katsuki, fast asleep on his stomach, breathed slightly heavier with both Shoto and Eijirou’s heads resting on his back, the two cuddled up to his sides.

Izuku quietly stood from the bed, silently slipping from the room, ensuring that he closed the door as quietly as he possibly so as not wake his mates from their deep slumber. He made a quick stop at the bathroom to relieve himself before he climbed the stairs up to the third floor, chewing on his lower lip as he hovered outside of his parents’ bedroom door, suddenly feeling very shy.

The door srood ajar, the muffled sound of deep breathing barely reaching his ears, so he knew he didn’t have to worry about walking in on them doing anything, but he felt like he was intruding on their privacy. Izuku’s hand hovered over the door as he hesitated, sighing softly as he took a step back to retreat to his own room.

“Izuku, baby, come here,” Killua called softly, keeping his voice low.
Izuku couldn’t stop the smile from pulling at his lips before he pushed the door open, poking his head inside before he entered the room fully. Killua was sitting up, leaning back on one hand as he smiled softly, gesturing Izuku towards him with his free hand.

Gon was fast asleep, breathing deeply with one arm thrown around Killua’s waist.
“Did I wake you, mom?” Izuku whispered as he walked to the bed, watching as Killua pulled the blankets back for him.
Killua shook his head as Izuku crawled in beside him. “No, I had trouble sleeping,” he confessed as he wrapped both arms around Izuku, pulling him closer and laying down, briefly releasing one arm to cover his son with the blankets.

“Is everything okay?” Izuku asked as Killua pulled him into his chest, chest vibrating with purrs as he started to comb his pale fingers through Izuku’s soft curls.
Killua hummed. “Everything’s better now,” he assured as Izuku nuzzled his face into his shoulder, breathing in his mother’s comforting scent as his eyelids started to droop and sleep tugged at his mind.

“Hmn, love sleeping in here with you and dad,” Izuku mumbled sleepily. “Feels like we haven’t been spending so much time together lately,” he expressed, words broken by a wide yawn.
“I’m sorry baby,” Killua whispered, nuzzling his son’s hair as his purring gained volume.
“ ‘s okay, mom, I understand,” Izuku slurred, squeezing his mother in a lazy a hug as he started to fall asleep. “Love you,”

“I love you too, baby,” Killua uttered into his hair as Izuku’s breathing deepened and evened out, the young adult safe and sound in his mother’s arms, comforting purrs lulling him into a deep sleep, surrounded by warmth and comfort.
Killua smiled as he continued to run his fingers through Izuku’s hair, hugging him tightly to his chest as he listened to his boys’ breathing deeply and syncing together.

Gon mumbled Killua’s name as he shuffled closer, pressing his entire front to Killua’s back as he nuzzled impossibly close. Killua hummed as he was sandwiched between the two, warmth surrounding him entirely and he felt his body relaxing as safety washed over him. His purring tapered off as he joined his boys in sleep.

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“Is this really necessary?” Dabi asked with a sigh as he weaved through bustling people, rushing on their way to work or school or wherever the hell people went to at seven thirty in the morning.
Alluka glanced over her shoulder, flashing one of her heart stopping, beautiful smiles at him. “Of course, it is!” She exclaimed, reaching out and taking hold of his left wrist, tugging his hand out of his pants pocket so she could intertwine their fingers. “Brother always craves something sweet and chocolatey, so it’s our duty to find him the most delicious, sweetest, chocolatey thing possible!”