Izuku Midoriya.
A Kind,
Lovable,
Friendly soul.
He is the only person who can bring this class together for who everyone is, he is the class mom. Let us see how far this goes.
P.S.
There is no mommy kink, the nicknames 'mom', 'mama', etc. are class...
I didn't research much about transgender people. So, if I offend you in any way, shape, or form, I'm sorry. Please tell me about my mistakes so I may correct them. Anyway, I hope you enjoy the story! ꋖꌅꁲꋊꌚ (Trans!) Kyoka, here we come!
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3rd Person POV
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It was around six in the morning. The seven teenagers were still cuddling on Izuku's bed. The cuddle session was only supposed to be an hour-long, but everyone had fallen asleep. However, two were awake. One of them called to the other, "Jirou," The purple-haired teen looked at Izuku, "Yea?"
"Are you okay, sweetie?" Kyoka hummed as a reply. Izuku didn't like this answer. Gently, he removed his arm from underneath Katsuki, the blonde boy grunted as the warmth of Izuku's arm had been removed, but otherwise, he was asleep. After his arm was free, Izuku sat up and reached over the sleeping bodies of the Bakusquad. He grabbed Kyoka's waist and legs, picking her up and pulling her over to rest on his chest. He inquired, "Can you please tell me what's wrong, sweetie? Is it about coming out to your parents? If it is, you don't have to worry. I'll be there with you to help you through it. Even if you're too scared of telling them about yourself, I can adopt you. The forms would be the same as Katsuki's so, you would still have your last name. I would only have custody over you."
While this had eased some of Kyoka's nerves, she was still nervous and saddened, so she decided to speak up, "I-I'm nervous about telling them. Just taking the hormone shots had made me look so. Different. I'm a girl now, not a boy. What if they don't recognize me?"
Izuku now understood the problem. Kyoka wasn't afraid of telling her parents. She was scared and worried about the aftermath, about what they would think of her. Izuku had to comfort his child. It was practically his nature to do so.
Izuku quietly whispered, "Jirou, sweetheart, as I said, you don't have to worry about coming out to them. If they don't accept, I'll take you in as my own. I promise, okay?" As he said this, Izuku was rubbing soothing circles into Kyoka's back, comforting her.
"Okay, mom," was said before the two had drifted into a deep slumber, Kyoka's head buried into Izuku's chest.
In the Morning
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In the morning, Izuku was wide awake. He was comfortable but buried. It seems like the other kids had closed in on Izuku and Kyoka in the middle of the night. Once Izuku had assessed the situation, he had heard some breathing pick up a bit, meaning that someone was awake. He carefully turned his head and saw two of his kids sitting up. Katsuki and Hanta.
"Kacchan, Hanta, can you pick up the kids?"
Surprised that Izuku was up, both Hanta and Katsuki quickly turned around and looked at their 'mom.'
