Working for The Devil (ShinDeku)

Chapter 10

Izuku decided to push his luck. He knew the worst that could happen is Hitoshi turns him down. But he was gonna try really hard.

"Hey Hito?" Izuku said, using his best puppy dog eyes to match the name he was given. He was really gonna lay it on thick.

Hitoshi lazily looked up at him, knowing that he wanted something, and having a good idea of what it was. "Yes puppy?" He asked.

"Can I please see Kacchan?" He asked, batting his eyelashes.

"No."

Izuku pouted at how quickly he was shot down. He thought Hitoshi would at least think about it. "Please? I just got him back after all these years. Don't take him away again." Izuku said, tears brimming in his eyes. He knew that tears probably wouldn't affect Hitoshi, but it was worth a try.

To Izuku's surprise, Hitoshi actually seemed conflicted. "Fine, but you're coming to work with me. No complaints." He bargained with a cocked brow.

Izuku's face lit up like Christmas. He really was going to work for him anyway, so this was just extra incentive. "Deal!" He said cheerily.

Hitoshi made a 'tch' noise and looked away. "You're lucky you're cute, or else that night in the coffee chop would have went a whole lot different." He stated.

Izuku moved so he was kneeling near the end of his bed, closer to Hitoshi. He had a habit of talking quiet so he wanted to hear better. "I thought I got away with it because I was feisty?" Izuku teased. He was starting to see more and more of Hitoshi's true colors, and he couldn't say he hated all of them. Just ya know, the murderous ones.

Hitoshi's face softened as he let himself relax and joke around with the smaller boy. "So I guess you have a few things going for you." He admitted, sparing Izuku a heated look.

Izuku noticed that he had relaxed and took the opportunity to keep the banter going. "Are you admitting that I have more redeeming qualities than you?" He questions, becoming more confident around Hitoshi as he realized that he wouldn't snap his neck for the jokes.

No matter how hard he tried, Hitoshi could help but admire the way Izuku's confidence grew. He liked that side of him, it was the reason he had become to infatuated with him in the first place. "Guess I am." Hitoshi said with a shrug. He didn't have a problem with telling Izuku thought he thought higher of him than himself. He wouldn't have a problem telling anyone that. It was just the truth. Izuku was so... good. In every sense of the word. Something Hitoshi could never even hope for.

"Whoa, didn't take you as a softy." Izuku said, a little stunned by the defeat.

Hitoshi rolled his eyes, but not with malice. He gently grabbed Izuku's jaw and moved him so they were once again, nearly nose to nose. "I'm not soft, puppy. I'm just not a liar." He said, shifting his gaze from Izuku's bright green eyes, to his soft pink lips.

Izuku's breath hitched at the proximity and the Hitoshi's gaze. He couldn't stop his own eyes from flicking down to the insomniac's mouth. He could feel Hitoshi's breath on his face, warm and smelling of coffee and cigarettes. Not a combination he thought he'd find attractive, but then again, he had never thought he'd find a leader of the mafia attractive either. His life was just full of surprises.

Before either of them even had time to think their actions through, Hitoshi was slowly leaning in and Izuku was doing nothing to discourage him. Izuku swore he felt just the lightest brush of Hitoshi's lips, before there was a loud crash from downstairs, making Izuku jump back in fear. Hitoshi hadn't moved his body, but he was now looking at the door.

They exchanged a look before deciding to head downstairs and see what the commotion was about. They were half way down the stairs when the heard the first yell.