For You, With Love
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  • Time 11m
Complete, First published Jan 11, 2020
"We don't know what you mean." Izuku says, mirthful beyond Shouto's curious eyes. Katsuki giggles again and Shouto can't help the way his lips twitch into a fond smile. He rolls his eyes, arms folded over his chest as he obediently stands just outside of the curtain. 

"Really? You make it fairly hard to believe you when you use that tone, you know." 

"What tone?" 

"That one---the one you're using right this second." 
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Todoroki Shouto isn't too keen on birthdays. 

Or, he wasn't, until Katsuki and Izuku came along.
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