Don't Judge a Book

for I was my father's son, tender and only beloved in the sight of my mother.

"I don't think there is really much of a choice in the matter," Izuku shook his head and walked towards Shouto. "It has to be you."

"Me?" he laughed. "You have to be kidding. That's impossible. I'm not fully an angel there is no way they'd listen to me."

"I wouldn't be so sure," Hawks gestured to the crowd. "Both angels and demons supported you over her. I believe you would be a great new God."

"But, that would mean I'm leading Hell too and I can't...I'm not even in the bloodline..." Shouto shook his head. "Hell already has a king." Shouto turned to face Dabi but it was his turn to laugh.

"Don't be silly, I'm not ever going to do that job as well as you could. I know it'll increase your territory a bit but you should be able to handle it. You've got Izuku, after all," Dabi gestured to the former angel. "Besides, I can help you when you really need it," he winked. 

"Yeah, and you can finally go back to that shitty bookstore, merge it with the bar across the street and have a perfect hangout for demons and angels alike," Bakugo crossed his arms. "But most importantly, I won't have to fucking watch that shitty place anymore. Damned, Deku, just come back already."

"He misses you," Eijirou not-so-subtly-whispered in Izuku's general direction. Bakugo slapped him on the back of his head.

"I don't miss no one, asshole."

"Sure you don't," Eijirou grinned.

"All in favor of my little bro becoming the new God and reigning over Heaven and Hell equally from the neutral ground of Earth," Dabi raised his hand. "Raising your hand will end the fued between us angels and demons and also provide us with a lot more potential..." he eyed Eijirou and Bakugo before cackling a bit and finishing his sentence, "friendships."

"Why did he look at us?" Eijirou glanced at Bakugo before turning his attention back to Dabi.

"Because it's painfully obvious you two are going to end up fucking at some point," Tomura shook his head.

"What the hell?" Bakugo crossed his arms but didn't exactly refuse the idea. 

Tomura smirked. "Wait until the day comes, I suppose, but it's the truth. You two are definitely going to fuck. I foresee it. I foresaw it. Now get to it," he clapped his hands. 

Toga nodded in approval. "We demons know a thing or two about this, trust us."

"Is it even legal for angels to be in such carnal relationships?" Overhaul provided his two cents.

"I don't know, God, is it?" Tomura looked towards Shouto.

"No one has made any votes yet, I'm no-" every angel and demon in the vicinity raised his, her, and their hands. Shouto sighed. The box in his hands began to glow, moving towards his chest and entering his body where his heart was. Shouto didn't know what was going on, but he was somehow fused with the box now. Guess that settled it. Congratulations, you have a new lord and savior: Shouto Todoroki. 

"Guess you really are the chosen one," Dabi slapped Shouto on the back.

"You're still officially the King of Hell," Shouto looked up at him, finding it difficult to stare him in the eyes when he was still butt naked. Not that he had a thing for his brother, but like, they were only half-brothers...so...he might have had a thing for his brother at some point. "You can't transfer the powers of the bloodline so simply."

"Minor details," he shrugged. "Have fun with your new job title and everyone else get the fuck out of here," Dabi shooed everyone away. The angels and demons didn't need to be told twice before taking their leave.

"I guess we really should be going back to my store," Izuku scratched the back of his neck. "Thank you for looking after it for so long, Kacchan."

"Yeah, whatever, don't mention it," Bakugo grumbled, picking up Eijirou and sprouting his wings.

"See you all later!" Eijirou waved as the two flew off into the distance.

"They are so going to fuck, damnit," Tomura muttered, willing it to happen. 

"Please tell me we aren't going to write another fanfiction..." Overhaul placed his hand on his temple and rubbed it lightly. He couldn't manage another all-nighter arguing about who was the top in the relationship. Not again. Never again.

"I have a feeling I'm missing something," Dabi frowned.

"Nothing of importance, I assure you," Tomura grinned, a not-so-reassuring grin.  

"I'm totally missing something, tell me what happened with the better version of me," Dabi whined and hugged Tomura, rubbing his face in his hair. "Your hair is still fucking soft. I hate you." 

"Yeah, thanks," Tomura rolled his eyes. 

"Well, you see," Overhaul scratched his arm. 

"Don't worry, we didn't fuck, if that's what you're worried about. I promise both of your boyfriends are still Dabisexual," Toga grinned. 

"Fuck? Wait, what?" Dabi blinked a few times, completely confused. 

"There might've been some intimate cuddling though," Toga snickered. 

"I thought we agreed to keep that between ourselves," Tomura muttered, crossing his arms. Toga stuck her tongue out and hugged Overhaul from behind, running her hands down his torso. 

"The woman is hugging me again," Overhaul lifted his arms above his head. "Someone please tell me the secret to removing her." 

"There is some serious explaining that needs to happen," Dabi frowned.