ShinDeku Drabbles

Ch 13: Just a Little Addiction

Inspired by Symbiotic Quirks by Ravennest (AO3)
https://archiveofourown.org/works/28852461

Many thanks to the lovely Ravennest over at AO3 for inspiring Izuku's quirk in this one. If you have the time, please check them out, because they've got a little bit of shindeku there themself ;). But also jusr a lovely author all around.

Summary: Izuku shivers under him, eyes fixed on Hitoshi, all but looking up at Hitoshi like he's looking up at some impossible mythical being instead of a plain old human. It's intoxicating, having this sort of attention from Izuku, like Hitoshi is something so beautiful that Izuku can't take his eyes off of him. Their classmates like to joke that you're not really a member of class 1-A until you've had your quirk analyzed by Midoriya, and Shinsou had never felt that more viscerally until he'd had a taste of Izuku's attention himself the first time. Until it had been him, under the gaze of Izuku's quirk, made powerful by Izuku's words as the boy couldn't stop gushing about his quirk.

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Hitoshi hears the door to his room open somewhere outside the bathroom. He only pauses for a second, before turning back to the mirror and continuing to comb his hair after having just blown dried it. A second later he sees his boyfriend, one Izuku Midoriya, poke his head in to catch his eye in the mirror. He looks relieved, as if he hadn't expected to find Hitoshi here.

"Hitoshi."

"'Zuku." Hitoshi hums and continues, but not before he notices the look in Izuku's eye and files it away for later, "I could have been taking a shower."

Izuku rolls his eyes and steps inside. It takes another step forward for him to be standing right behind Hitoshi, from where he wraps two strong arms around Hitoshi's waist and presses his face against the back of Hitoshi's neck, "Don't be a smartass, the door was open. I'd be more concerned about you not locking the door while showering."

Hitoshi sighs and gives up on the brush in his hands when there's not much he can do now with a warm body pressed against him. And besides that, it's easy to feel the line of tension threaded in Izuku's frame, tension unnoticeable except to the keenest eyes. He points it out in the next moment, bracing a hand against Izuku's own around his waist. "You're tense."

Izuku hums non-committedly, and Hitoshi has an inkling to what the problem might be, has been dating Izuku long enough for this to become a fairly common occurrence, "Sometimes," Hitoshi teases as he turns around in Izuku's grip, until they're facing each other, "I wonder if you only ever started dating me for my quirk."

"'S not true." Izuku's already dipping forward to nestle his face in the curve of Hitoshi's neck, head tilted to mouth clumsily against Hitoshi's jaw, "I date you because I like you."

"And my quirk."

"And your quirk."

Hitoshi chuckles before he lets out a heavy breath at Izuku pressing a kiss on his neck, trailing down with a whole bunch of butterfly kisses right from the underside of his jaw to his collarbone. He leans heavily against the counter, hands braced against it to keep him standing. "I'm surprised you're still using your words."

"Haven't activated it yet."

This makes Hitoshi pause, "You haven't activated your quirk yet?"

"No." Izuku mumbles into his collarbone, arms slowly tightening around his waist, "I'll... slip. I wanted you to get comfortable first."

And oh, Hitoshi knows very well how Izuku can get when he's feeling that particular withdrawal aspect of his quirk, knows that Izuku feels that keen instinct of, 'want-need-crave-need-want something­' so strongly he can get a little... rabid, at times. It's endearing, how he's holding on just for Hitoshi, because he wants Hitoshi to feel comfortable too.