Midoriya Clan

Uninvited & Bet

Shintaro sighs, take off his gloves before throw it in the trash bin. He managed to clean the apartment and replaced the broken items with newest one.

After he decided to slap Toshinori's head and scolded him harshly, he dragged him to the apartment and throw all the trash to the bigger trash bin outside.

He unfortunately has to get rid of the sticky gum from his hair and went to the hair salon.

His hair is now flat, reaches to his neck and long bangs over his face.

His mother squealed at the sight of his new look and his father is smirking.

Check at my Fallfeather's Drawings with Shintaro's new look.

He looked around before nodded, satisfied that everything's clean and sparkle then went to the living room where Toshinori arranged the new small pillows on the couch.

It's been a day since he hesitantly let Izuku go with Kirishima to Gran Torino's agency.

Takeshi is with Shouto at Endeavour's agency, Hein is on a date with Misaki while Shinsou studying in UA school and he surprised to himself that he managed to keep his head straight.

Between his mission, temporarily teacher at UA and work in his office, it's exhausted him.

But who was he complained about? He went to the missions and continued to do his paperworks before. He's the next head leader and heir to his clan.

Sighing, he take a sit on the single chair and shutted his eyes to rest.

He drifted off to sleep an-

Knock! Knock!

"Shintaro! Are you in there?"

His eyes snapped open and straightened up, recognized the voice.

"Shiro!" Another voice hissed. "Stop yelling!"

"Oh brother," another voice muttered aloud. The agent stand up, walked toward the door and peek at the small hole.

Hiroshi is arguing quietly with Shiro while Takuya carrying some brown bags in his arms, rolling his eyes.

Shintaro unlocked the door and open the door. "What are you guys doing here?" He asked with slightly confused. "I thought you three went to Germany!"

"Yeah well," Shiro went inside the apartment with his brothers along. "We just finish up earlier than expected so we went back to check on you."

"How did you know where I am?"

"GPS," Hiroshi said sheepishly, lifting the device in his hand.

"Does it even work on people?!"

"Well no but hey!" Shiro dumped on the couch, resting his hands behind his head. "At least it's work!"

Shintaro rolled his eyes.

Takuya carefully placed the heavy brown bags on the table. "Sorry about Shiro," he said with small smile. "He doesn't want to admit but he want to see if you need any help."

"I did not!" Shiro's voice shouts from the living room. "See what I mean?" He shrugged.

Shintaro let out a slight smirk. "I see what you mean," he said before turn around to pull out stuffs from the bag. "How's the Germany?"

"Fine," answered Takuya, lean his upper body on the wooden chair. "There's beautiful views, delicious foods and so on."

"Mission?"

"Completed as usual."

Shintaro hummed and rolled his eyes when he felt the strong arms wrapped around him. "Really?"

"I'm tired," Takuya said through the cloth. "Don't blame me!"

"All right," the agent rolled his eyes again. "Thank for the groceries by the way."

"Your welcome."

Hiroshi and Shiro watched from their place silently. Their eyes directly at them.

"... Do you think they will end up together?"

"No. Maybe? Probably."

"... Five dollars they would ended up together."

"Twelve dollars they would ended up being friends."

"Deal."

"I can hear you!" Shintaro snarled and Takuya chuckles weakly, resting his chin one of the shoulders.

Toshinori can be seem pressing his ear against the wall, coughing out blood after hearing them.

"Do you guys really make a bet about me and Takuya?!"

"Why not?"

"We're bored okay? Beside you need some company after being alone with the number one hero."

"Guys... come on.. quit it."