What Gives You The Right? ~ ShinDeku

Chapter: 5

3rd POV

That boy..

Shinsou continued humming to himself while cleaning up the dish Midoriya had used. As usually, after washing the two bowls they owned by the little tide pool and thoroughly drying them, he put them in the box until next meal.

He felt like a wife, staying after dinner to do the chores.

With Izu? I wouldn't mind that..

Wait! WHAT!?

He didn't just say that.. or think that.. no the thought did not come to his head!

Shinsou was pretty sure he had gotten friend zoned a long time ago, they were nothing more. Midoriya was like a brother to him, he supposed.

The scene from a few nights ago instantly replayed in his head.

"Just another little tid bit about me... I haven't had a first kiss yet."

Shinsou's fingers brushed against the spot Midoriya had kissed his cheek.

He didn't know what this feeling was, but if he had to guess it would be love, something he only ever heard his mother talking about over the years.

Granted it was while he was locked up in the basement.

He had never felt love, whether it be giving the emotion or receiving. No one had ever cared about him.

Not where it didn't involve money.

But this was different. This was.. special?

That just wasn't the right word, he couldn't figure it out.

Love? In love with Izuku? ...That doesn't sound so bad..

Shinsou continued humming, thinking of the future he knew would likely never happen before he suddenly became aware of the time.

Well past dark, where was Midoriya? He would've told Shinsou if he were patrolling tonight, and he would've needed his supplies and mask. He was supposed to be going on a walk..

He left a good 2 hours ago..

Then 2 hours turned to 3, then 4, soon 5, then 6 and 7.

It was very very well into the night and still nothing. Nothing nothing nothing.

Damnit Izuku!

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Aizawa had finally made it back to his and his husbands house, immediately opening the door.

The boy in his arms had been shivering for the past 4 minutes and it didn't seem to stop when he was inside, but the warmth did seem to help significantly.

"Shouta, honey, is that you?" Yamada yelled from the kitchen.

Aizawa frowned when the middle schooler didn't even stir.

"Quiet down a little Zashi." Aizawa said anyways.

He carried the boy to the kitchen, Yamada immediately taking notice to him.

"Shouta."

"Hizashi, let me explain!" Aizawa quickly said.

He could practically hear the panic and worry in his husbands voice.

"Shouta." Yamada warned again.

"Just listen!"

(A/N: Here me out here, I feel like this is a regular encounter they have. Of course, not with Izuku, or people in general for that matter, but I think Aizawa would always be the one to constantly bring home stray cats and this is how the conversation would go..)