The Future is Emerald Green - PleaseSendMeds - 僕のヒーローアカデミア | Boku no Hero Academia (2024)

None of us moved, none of us could even talk. The three of us had managed to knock out the villain now, but not before he placed a hand on my face with a bright red light flashing first. Now, I stood in shock as Kirishima and Deku stared between me and an older-looking version of me.

He - I mean me - No, he turned to face us in a hero suit that looked the same as mine now but with altered details. He looked at me in shock and maybe anger, then at the villain. His face, scared and with stubble, relaxed now that he put the pieces together. "You little shit ask him how to put me back before knocking his ass out?"

He crossed his arms and shifted his weight to one foot. I took in how much buffer and taller I got before crossing my arms back at him. "No, you appeared before we got the fucking chance."

"Right, and what is your plan now?" He smirked, knocking I didn't have one. I was about to say something when he looked around. His eyes narrowed at the redhead before he rolled them and looked back at me. "Kirishima is still here I see. What year is it anyway?"

"What do you mean still here?" I grunted back, not giving a fuck about his other question.

"You'll figure that out one day I guess. Now, what fucking year is it?"

"Explain what you meant first you walking sack of shit." Sparks lighted in my hands, then his.

Seeing we were getting ready to fight, Deku stepped in between us and avoided my gaze. He was still trying to ignore me from the other night. I could tell he was hurt, I just didn't know how to comfort him right now to make it all better between us.

"Kacchan, stop. He's probably just as confused as us." The greenette turned to the older me, "The year is-"

"Izu!" He didn't finish before the older me wrapped his arms around the small guy and lifted him off his feet in a crushing hug. Kiri and I both dropped our jaws. He even gave the very confused greenetee a couple of spins before putting him down. He cupped Deku's cheeks in both hands, smiling down at him as his thumbs ran gently caressed freckled cheeks that were now a bright red. "Izu, wow. You know in the future, you still have such a baby face."

"Izu?" I asked him with a low voice, gaining his attention again and earning a scowl for interrupting.

Instead of giving me any sort of explanation of why I, of all people, would be close enough with Deku in the future to call him Izu like when we were kids, he just looked around. He took in the sights and placement of buildings before throwing the villain over his shoulder and putting his free arm around Deku's waist who was almost two feet shorter than the modified hero. I wanted to pretend I didn't notice the smile on my older face as he looked down at the flustered nerd trying to keep his cool as they walked so close.

"Man, do I have so much I could tell you. Although, I think we should meet with Aizawa and All Might first to let them know what the hell is going on. Now, catch me up baby, what year is this?"

"Baby?" Kiri and I both yelled at the same time.

The redhead looked angry at me now. His eyes shifted to me and the older me. I was just as confused though. Here I was, standing next to my boyfriend of a couple of months who we just announced to our friends as dating, now an older version of myself showed up and started calling my childhood friend and current rival 'baby.' As much as I wished I could give my upset boyfriend an answer on what was going on, I knew as much information as he did.

The older me smirked as he looked back at us. His smile only got wider when he looked down at the nerd at his side as Deku's brain had stopped functioning at this point. "Aw, it's okay. I'll help you feel better when we get to the dorms. You're so cute when you're caught off guard."

"Kacchan, wait, Dynamight, um, you, stop saying stuff like that, p-please." The nerd stumbled over his words as he pushed on the older chest. He stepped away and took Deku's hand instead, interlocking their fingers.

"Okay, I'm sorry. Let's get to Aizawa and I'll explain more. Okay?" He kissed the greenette's knuckles. Deku was a mumbling mess as older me continued to guide him down the side of the street toward the dorms.

I stayed put where I was. My jaw was still dropped and my hands were tightly holding my hair as if making sure I still felt pain because there was no way this was happening. I wanted to know more about the older me, but everything he just did with Deku was causing me to stop breathing almost. I was getting dizzy as Kiri stormed off ahead of me. He was angry but knew now I didn't have a clue either to anything he and I had questions about. We walked in silence as we watched older me and Deku continue to hold hands all the way to the dorms.

***********

We waited only thirty minutes for Aizawa and All Might to show up and in that time, older me made tea for him and Deku only. He kept smiling at him and reaching over to rub a thumb along his freckles. He wore this goofy look on his face as he stared at the nerd and I couldn't help but notice he looked, happy. He was satisfied to make the nerd's favorite tea, delighted to add honey when he asked, and glad to answer any questions he had for him. Watching them as I sat next to Kiri who kept looking between us, I wondered if I had ever been that happy yet. What happened to make me like this? Was I like this with everyone or just Deku?

"Wow, so you're the third top hero of Japan right now?" Deku asked, his hero questions getting annoying as they were distracting older me from the questions my boyfriend and I had for him.

Older me chuckled, smiling wider at the nerd. "As of last month at the hero banquet. I won't tell you the other ranks though, don't wanna spoil it for ya." For the hundredth time, he reached out and rubbed a soothing thumb along his cheek and for the hundredth time, Deku was frozen in place as he had no idea what to do. He stared into my older eyes with shock and. . . lust?

"Oi, stop fucking touching him like that, and tell me why you called Deku 'baby' earlier?" My words were harsh and cold.

Matching crimson eyes found mine as he snapped his head at me. My older self nearly growled with the glare he was throwing at me. "Don't, fucking call him that."

"What? Deku?"

"Yes. Say it again and I'll break your fucking hand."

"Kacchan, it's okay. I'm used to it and it doesn't bother me." De-Izuku leaned in to get my older self's attention back. I watched his eyes immediately soften as they looked at the greenette.

"No baby, I won't let anyone be mean to you. Whether you're used to it or not." He smiled at the nerd and then glared back at me. "I call him 'baby' because-"

"You three better have a good reason for calling me on a weekend." Aizawa entered the room with a gruff voice and sigh. He looked up at us as we were still sitting at the dining table. The moment he saw the older me and the tied up, still knocked out, villain on the floor, he groaned. He pointed to both the Bakugos in the room and motioned us to follow him. He wrapped white rags around the villain and dragged him with us as we went to my room to talk. He pointed to Kiri and Izuku who tried to follow. "Stay in the common room. We will have a chat in a few minutes."

"Yes, sensei." They both nodded and headed to the infamous green couch.

As we walked away I noticed Kiri give the back of Izuku's head a confused and nervous expression. To be honest, I felt a little anxious leaving the two of them in the same room right now. They hadn't been alone together since we announced we were dating and now this whole incident. That room was going to be so awkward to be in right now.

I pushed past that and I opened the door to my dorm room for the other two. The older me looked around, likely taking in what the room used to look like since it was clear he was old enough to have graduated now. Aizawa sat in my desk chair as we sat on my bed. Now I could take in how much taller and bigger he was compared to, well me. I liked the new look and admitted I looked cool but refused to say that out loud.

"Alright, you first." We took turns telling our side of things. I explained being on patrol with Izuku while Kiri came to have lunch with us as my boyfriend and because I thought he didn't want us alone. While eating a villain attacked the people and while fighting in an alley, touched me and the older me appeared. Older me explained he was in the middle of patrol himself when sucked into a red wormhole of some kind and brought here, ten years into the past. "Okay, has he told you how to send you back yet?"

"No. The shitheads knocked him out before they noticed me."

"Shitheads? We took him out didn't we?" I argued back.

"In the worst fucking way possible since we have no idea what the hell is going on and how to put me back. Trust me, I want to go back and get the fuck away from this goddamn place. I graduated and swore to never return."

"Doesn't look like you're in a hurry." I gritted my teeth, still seething about how upset Kiri was earlier.

"What the fuck does that mean?" He barked back.

"I see you all over Izuku. You don't seem like you want to leave his side, you fucking pervert."

"Because you dipshit-"

"Enough!" Aizawa interpreted again not letting him tell me why he was so obsessed with the nerd. The teacher pinched the bridge of the good nose in frustration. "Never did I think of ever having to deal with two Bakugos but here we are, living a nightmare."

"Ouch." Older me smirked at the teacher while crossing his arms.

"I'll take your villain in to be woken up and questioned so we can get our answers. Do Midoriya or Kirishima know more on the subject or can I skip talking to them?"

"They know as much as I do."

"Perfect, less work." He goes to walk out but turns to face us. "Stay here for now and refrain from telling people about the future. Just in case it causes more trouble than we are already in."

My older self nodded while the teacher again dragged the villain away. The door was shut leaving us alone. I had so many questions, all of them he couldn't answer now that he was told not to say anything about the future.

"Don't trust Kirishima."

My eyes narrowed, taking in what was just said.

"What?"

"I apparently can't give you details, but I can warn you to stay away from him. He's not good for you." I had never heard myself sound so serious and so sad at the same time.

"Oh, and Izuku is?"

"Yes actually. Most likely the best thing to ever walk into your life." Crimson eyes me down as mine did the same, trying to read how the other was feeling. "Don't take him for granted."

******

Since my older self took cover from the other classmates in my room as they all returned from going out to karaoke together, I stumbled into Kiri's room to get away from him. The redhead sat practically in my lap as I flipped through social media on my phone and he watched over my shoulder. It was awkward and still between us. Questions floated in both our heads that we couldn't get the courage to ask aloud.

Suddenly Kiri shot up and sat forward. He turned to face me with his legs crossed as mine were. "Okay, talk to me, man. What the hell is going on? What did you guys discuss with Aizawa?"

"I already told you." I didn't tell him everything. I left out what he told me personally because, how do you tell someone that your future self warned you about them?

You don't.

"Yeah, but something else had to be said because you two were alone for a while before you came in here."

I shrugged without looking up. He hesitated, waiting to hear me say more and when I didn't he pushed my phone down and out of my face. "Why did you call Midoriya 'baby?'"

"I didn't, he did." I was getting upset now.

"Why?"

"I don't know, Aizawa made him stop talking about the future before I could figure it out." That wasn't what either of us wanted to hear. I watched several emotions roll through the redhead's face before he settled on playing on flipping through channels on the TV with a pout.

Again the air was thick and suffocating. I groaned, my head hurting from it all. "I'm gonna go check on him. I need to make sure he stayed fucking put. I swear if Dunce finds him then he might ruin everything."

"Okay. I think I'm gonna go for a walk." I stopped outside his door and turned back to Kiri who was throwing on a jacket. He has never taken a walk before or looked as defeated as he does right now.

"Where?" He doesn't meet my eyes.

"I don't know yet. I just need some air."

"Okay." I leave it at that.

Usually, he gives my forehead or cheek a gentle kiss when he leaves the room or we say goodnight. This time, he looks up at me and keeps walking down the hall. It hurt and I felt betrayed he'd blame me for something I (the current I at least), technically didn't do, but I couldn't be too mad. In a way, it was me, I just had no explanation.

Hesitantly, and slowly, I walked back to my room to find my older self sitting on the edge of my bed playing video games, a huge smile on his face. My mind was confused for a split second because I didn't have a gaming console of any kind in my room. When green curls leaned forward from sitting on the floor, it clicked. I knew he had brought something to entertain my older self to be nice, something Izuku would be nice enough to do. What I didn't know was why he was seated on the floor between my older legs. The greenette's back against my bed was way too close for comfort to my older self.

"What the fuck?"

"Hi, Kacchan. I hope you don't mind I brought this in here. I figured the future you would try to avoid the others, more importantly, Kaminari, as much as possible. I can go and leave this here for a source of entertainment if you want me to?" He sounds cheery and nervous all at once.

Before I could say anything, older me wrapped his large arms around the greenette's much smaller shoulders. "You're perfect, right where you are."

Izuku looked up at older me and blushed madly before nodding and returning to the game. I watched my older face smile with a light chuckle, almost pleased to make the nerd all flustered. It annoyed me a lot, but I sat in my desk chair anyway, watching the game and listening in on the nice things he told Izuku. Normally I'd be trash-talking him, telling him he sucks at the game. Instead, there was nothing but hardcore flirting. 'You almost got me,' 'You gotta be a little bit better on those reflexes to reach me.' 'I know you got better skills than that, give me a challenge!'

I wanted to puke.

***********

As much as Izuku kept looking over at me and making an excuse to leave. Each time the much larger version of myself would hug his shoulders and ask him to stay. Each time those freckled cheeks would become deeper and deeper red. I will admit, every time Izuku blushed and made the goofy smile he failed trying to hide, it was cute. There were a lot of things he did that were cute.

My future self took my phone and ordered food for all three of us. We sat on the floor to eat while a movie played, again the greenette sat in my older lap, against his will. For some reason, unknown to the rest of us, in the future, I'm pretty obsessed with Izuku. When he got up to go to the bathroom, he'd grab the small and scared hand to ask where he was going. When he readjusted he'd ask if he was comfortable. When the nerd checked his phone or opened it to view social media, crimson eyes would peek over and smile. They were a couple without the oblivious greenette even knowing it. It was becoming more and more clear to me why the older me liked Izuku so much.

In the future, I'll be with Izuku, romantically.

The things he says out loud are the thoughts I keep in my head. Everything he does so freely I wish I could do in reality. All these things scared me. How was I supposed to have feelings for my childhood friend? How was I supposed to be so open about feelings that were so unnatural to me?

As we were cleaning, there was a knock on my door. I opened it and found Aizawa and All Might there. They walked in and looked at Izuku sitting between older me's legs. It was clear they weren't comfortable with it, but the glare the older hero was giving them was challenging, daring them to take the smaller boy away. Aizawa sighed, not caring anymore. "We have some information on the villain keeping you here."

"How long am I stuck here?" Large arms hugged Izuku's shoulders, putting his chin on top of his green curls. I blushed as All Might looked between the two of me. I rolled my eyes and looked away, hating the stares I was getting. Also, I was jealous and didn't want it to show. I wanted to hold him like that, I wanted to put my chin on top of his curls, and I wanted to be that close. Izuku was going along with it to please the older me, but by the look on his face was clear to tell he was enjoying this as well.

"Three days. That's how long it last." We both groaned, not wanting to put up with the older or younger version of ourselves.

All Might cleared his throat. "In the meantime, where would you like to reside? We have a spare dorm room at the end of the hall if you'd like?"

"Sounds great. I'll stay, right, here." He said while hugging the greenette tighter.

"Uh, is there a reason you're so, um, attached, to young Midoriya?"

"Makes me feel better. Someone I know won't treat me like a futuristic idiot, unlike the rest of these extras." He leaned back into the bed, stretching his arms out as they reached nearly the entire length of the bed.

"Alright. And Midoriya, you're okay with this?" The retired hero checked in on him.

Izuku fumbled with his thumbs in his lap, getting anxious as we all stared, waiting for an answer. He looked down at his hands in his lap. "I mean, I've been with Kacchan my whole life. It's no different to me that the older Kacchan wouldn't mind being around me either. And since I know he's here, I can help bring him food and supplies so the others don't find him either."

The mentors nodded, agreeing it would be a good idea. Aizawa sighed again. "Kirishima also knows and might be willing to help as well."

"Alright, then I will make a distraction for the others. Midoriya, please gather bed supplies for young- uh - older Bakugo, and young Bakugo, please check with young Kirishima if he's willing to help with this as well. At least ask him to stay quiet about the whole thing." I nodded to the blonde with piercing blue eyes.

I was nervous to tell Kiri the plan. I knew he'd hate it. I knew he'd hate that older me was sticking around, he'd hate Izuku helping so much, and he'd hate the fact I still had no answer to tell him.

"Young Bakugo, please take him to his room at the end of the hall when I say the words 'I am here' as your keywords to move without the others seeing." I nodded again, not too excited about this all. At the end of the hall was an empty room, yes, but right next door to it was Izuku's room. Them being so close only meant disaster or, maybe showing some more affection like before that told my boyfriend what our future looked like, which wasn't together.

**********

Aizawa managed to find some clothes that fit my much larger body so he wasn't in hero clothes the entire time. The rest of us had changed into normal clothes too, meeting up in my room when we were done.

Kiri and I were sitting on the floor watching a movie while Izuku brushed and branded the rat tails I'd eventually have. "Kacchan, I am no good at this. Sorry but, I don't know how to braid."

"You gotta learn somehow." I didn't need to turn around to know there was a grin on his face. "I don't mind you playing with my hair, it feels nice. So, you can keep trying, however long it takes."

"O-okay. Let me watch one more tutorial."

Izuku pulled his knees to his chest, resting his phone on top as he watched the video. Older me leaned his arm against the greenettes, their shoulders at different heights. Kiri looked over at me. His eyes scanned my face, trying to figure out what I was thinking. I didn't even know what I was thinking.

My feelings and thoughts were all over the place. I knew, I always knew I had a thing for Izuku but, I hid that because it was scary. It was scary to have such a strong feeling towards someone and give in to those. When Kiri and I met, it was clear from the start we got along. It felt okay to let him be my friend and when he told me he liked me, I went along with it because I thought maybe I liked him too. I didn't mind him hugging me, I didn't mind him sitting so close, and I didn't mind a month ago when he kissed me. I kissed back of course, and it was nice to have someone close.

Although, I don't crave to have Kiri close to me. I don't dream about his eyes, his laugh, his freckles, and kissing his scars. I didn't crave red hair, I craved those green curls that bounced as he looked at the video and back at the hair in his hands, trying to learn to braid. My older self smirked down at me as if telling me he was relishing this way too much. From the looks of it, he was also training Izuku to braid his hair, knowing he'd be doing it later on.

Izuku held his tongue out, focusing on what his fingers were doing. I pressed my lips together to hold in a snicker. "He sticking his tongue out?"

"Yeah," I replied to myself. Kiri sighed and stood up. "Where are you going?"

"It's getting late, I'm going to my room."

"I'll walk you." Kiri didn't look at me, he just walked on.

Before we left the room, I looked back at them. Izuku showed him his latest braid, and I saw myself smile a genuine and sunny smile. "There you go looks much better! Told you so. Now, I got two of them baby."

Izuku blushed and nodded, grabbing the other side of his hair and starting over.

I walked on with my boyfriend. It was slow and way too quiet. I could tell there was a lot he wanted to say, to yell at me and fight. I couldn't blame him, I sort of had it coming. I wasn't letting him in on everything that I knew, I was allowing older me to flirt so openly with Izuku, and just pretending not to notice this.

When we reached his room, he kept the door open for me. I stepped in, closing the door behind me softly.

"Kiri, I-" He cut me off, kissing me as my back hit the door. My eyes widened, not expecting this. Kiri ran his hands up my stomach, feeling my abs as he had done before. I hummed, trying to break free but he pushed harder, sticking his tongue out against my lips. He continued to kiss me, moving so he was attacking my neck now. "Kiri, hey, wait!"

He didn't. Kiri kept kissing my neck and collarbone, sucking and leaving marks. His hands kept wandering over me, up my shirt, my back, pulling my hair to come closer to him. I had never seen him like this or had him act like this. I looked down at his closed eyes and saw he had a few tears down his cheek. I was about to gently hold his face and talk when he started pulling on my pants, unbuttoning and pulling on them.

"Hey. Hey! HEY!" I pushed on his shoulder, pulling him off of me. "Kiri, what the fuck are you doing?"

"I want you to prove you like me. I need to know you still want to be with me." A couple more tears fell down his face.

"What the fuck are you talking about?"

"You! You keep staring at the two of them like you want to trade places. Like you want to be him now." The redhead was a mess, crying into my chest now.

I sighed, not sure how to handle this. I understood his concern but this was too much. I held his hand, moving him to his bed to sit down. I sat next to him. He refused to let go of me. Now that he had calmed down and was no longer crying, we sat in awkward silence, not sure where to start.

"This is weird to me too. I don't know how to think about it all or what the hell I am even seeing. I mean, not even just him drooling over Izuku, but how he looks and what I've changed over the years. How he treats everyone is different and I wish I could get more answers, but Aizawa told him to not say anything in case it affects things later on. It's annoying, super fucking annoying really. I see now how overly cocky I am, and it doesn't look good. I want to kick my own ass." His hand tightened around mine.

I looked over, but he stared at the floor.

"Izuku, huh?"

"Eh?"

"You're back to calling him Izuku instead of Deku. Is that because he told you to, or because you changed how you feel about it too?"

It was a fair question, another one I had no answer to. I was getting tired of not knowing. I was getting more frustrated with the fact I didn't know about myself. How I feel now, how I feel about myself in the future, and how I feel about Izuku, I knew nothing.

"I guess I just realized how mean to him I was."

"Since when do you care?" Kiri looked up at me now, more confused than upset. "Since when do you care about anyone other than yourself and it's not me?"

"Kiri, that's not what's happening here."

"Really? I see how you look at him, even before this. You have feelings for Midoriya and I always thought that since you guys weren't together he didn't feel the same way or you just liked me more. Now I see neither of those is true. So tell me Kats, how do you feel about Midoriya?" He stood now, directly in front of me with his arms crossed.

I looked at him, I stared at him really as I thought about it all. "I don't know. A lot is going on in my head right now to focus on just one thing. Please, let me worry about the others finding a future me for now, and we can talk about this later okay? I really don't have time for feelings and stuff right now."

It was harsh, I knew that as the words came out of my mouth. I stood now, hands in my pockets as I looked at Kiri who didn't know what to say to me. He just shrugged and nodded anyway. "Fine, I get it. But this talk isn't over."

"That makes sense. I'll see you tomorrow."

Kiri looked between my eyes and then reached his hands out to hold my face while he gave me another deep kiss. I did hug him this time, feeling like maybe this was the last time. I took it in, not thinking I'd be able to kiss anyone for a while. Not that I deserved it for sure.

When he let go, I stepped out into the hall and groaned. It was late, really late. I was tired and confused and my head hurt from overthinking everything. I rubbed my hands over my face as I heard a shuffle next to me. Older me was carrying a sleeping Izuku bridal style into his room, three doors down. I whisper shouted, not wanting to wake anyone up. "What the fuck are you doing?"

"Kidnapping him. What does it look like, jackass? He fell asleep so I am putting him to bed!" He whisper screamed back at me. The door creaked open, stirring Izuku slightly but was shushed back to sleep. Slowly, older me put him in his bed and covered him up. My entire body stopped functioning as I watched him lean down and kiss green locks. He smiled, then looked up at me and glared. "Get out before you wake him up."

I was in awe, having no idea what I was witnessing. Older me walked out into the hall and to his temporary room nearby. I followed, shutting the door behind us as I glared at him.

"Alight, that's it. What the fuck are you doing around Izuku and why are you so fucking close to him?" I watched the larger me fall back into the bed with his hands under his head. He was relaxing during the most stressful point in my life. "What are we to him in the future?"

"What are we?" He chuckled as he repeated the question like it was a joke. He moved to sit up on the edge of the bed as I stood on the other side of the room. He smirked at me. "You caught me wearing my hero suit so I don't have any proof for you. When I fight bad guys and blast their faces into the ground, I don't usually like wearing my ring."

He wiggled his fingers at me on his left hand. My eyes widened. "Why?"

"Because I used to wear it and then one time I punched a guy and it nearly broke my finger. So now I don't wear it."

"No, I mean, why are we married to him?"

My older face narrowed his eyes at me with a raised brow. "Because usually when you date someone, getting married is pretty common after a while. Do I need to have the birds and the bees talk with you too? I mean I guess I could tell you what he likes."

"Stop!" I ran my hands through my hair, processing all of this. "In ten years, I am the number three hero and married to Izuku."

"With kids."

"Kids? Plural? I don't fucking want kids!"

"That changes. Damn those beautiful eyes, they get me to do whatever the fuck he wants every time." He chuckled some more, looking at the ceiling like he was picturing them. "You'll learn that soon enough though."

"What are you talking about? I - no I am - we are dating Kirishima!"

"We were dating him until he cheated on us. I don't know with who, never bothered to ask. I just walked into his room one day, saw him under the covers with someone, and walked out. We work together now, it is a mutual agreement to work together but nothing more. Izu knows, and he's so goddamn understanding and trusting, he doesn't even care when we get paired together on projects knowing we use to date. Another reason he is the fucking best. God! I miss my baby. Sorry for hogging yours so much, I am a little homesick. More Izuku-sick."

"Enough. Holy shit, please let me think for a fucking minute. I am just now finding out that my current boyfriend who just made out with me and tried to get in my pants because he was afraid I was leaving, ends up cheating on me but that doesn't matter because I end up with my childhood best friend who turns into my husband and co-father of my children who I didn't even fucking want? How am I supposed to remain calm knowing all this while he's sleeping peacefully in the next room with no idea we end up - "

"Fucking his brains out one of these days?" He cut me off.

"I wasn't gonna say that!" A knock on the door had us both frozen.

"Hey, it's me." His soft voice made me even more nervous.

Older me raced to open the door for Izuku. "Hey, baby. Miss me already?"

Izuku moved past him, blushing, and looked over at me. "I came in 'cause I woke up to you two shouting at each other. Figured if you want to stay hidden, you should keep it down."

"Did you, uh, hear anything we said?" I asked, worried I ruined his image of me in his head.

"No, it was all muffled but, loud enough to wake me. What's wrong?" Worried and beautiful emerald eyes glanced between us, checking in as he shuffled in the room.

"Katsuki here was just leaving." I groaned, at myself. His attention turned back to the greenette. "Did you want to stay? We can watch another movie until you fall asleep again."

"No, I'm okay. Assuming you were the one to carry to my room, thank you. Otherwise, I'll see you two in the morning. I can bring you breakfast and a mug of black coffee." Izuku smiled now, looking between us, checking to see if we were okay before leaving the room.

"Thank you, baby, you know me, I guess us, so well." Izuku gulped and scurried out. I watched myself smirk before walking back to the bed. "Are you done, can I get some fucking sleep now?"

"No. You and how you're acting around Izuku is pissing Kiri off and making him pissed off with me. Just, chill out. Please? I can see you're making Izuku uncomfortable too."

"Did you not hear me say that asshole cheats? He never even apologizes for it. He said we led him to do it. What a dick. Plus, don't worry about Izu, he secretly loves me giving him attention and affection. Did you know he's been in love with us since-"

"We were kids, yeah." My older brows lifted in half shock, half amusement. "A couple of weeks ago, Kiri and I gathered our classmates to tell them we were dating. Before they all got there, Izuku found me in the common room and told me he had something to tell me, to get off his chest. Turns out he was confessing to me, to tell me he has liked me since we were kids, even when I bullied him in middle school he had hoped one day I'd change, and I did. We got closer, and friendlier, and right before I could say anything to him after he confessed all that, everyone else came into the room to celebrate Kiri and me. He looked so hurt, so sad and I haven't had the time yet to talk to him about it."

"Oh my god, I remember that! He ignored us for weeks, no, more like months because he was so embarrassed and hurt. When he heard about what Kiri did, he asked if I was okay and I actually cried, I missed his fucking voice so much. And I felt like an idiot for not going to him sooner. I thought he'd run off and call me all sorts of names for crying like that in front of him but, Izuku, being the sweet little cinnamon roll he is, stood right next to me and hugged me. Hugged me! After months of avoiding me. It only took a few more days for me to confess back to him, then a month before our first kiss, and another two months and other stuff before, well, birds and bees." He chuckled.

I was again stunned. Izuku and I, in a matter of days, get together in more than one way. I again ran my fingers through my hair. This was a lot, all too much really. I looked at the stupid and smug look on his face before walking out of his room and storming to mine.

I hated myself, I hated that the thought of Izuku and I together made me happy, made me excited, and made me more horny than I had ever felt in my entire life. The entire time I jerked off in my bed to the thought of those pink freckled cheeks above me, riding me with those emerald eyes half open, I hated myself more.

***********

This sucked, everything in my life sucked. I couldn't look my boyfriend in the eye because he was mad at me and I had jerked off to someone who wasn't him last night. Kiri and I hadn't done anything more than kissing and I was thinking about fucking someone else. I also couldn't look Izuku in the eye because I knew how he felt and I had just ignored him about it, but I also kept thinking about him with no clothes on. Seeing him in person was only making it worse for me. I also avoided Aizawa's gaze because he knew what was going on, and had seen the older me around Izuku, likely putting it together himself.

By the time class ended, and I worked out to get some anger out of my system, I was still dreading going back to my dorm building, knowing he would be there, knowing all three would be there waiting for me. Kiri walked to talk, the older me wanted something to entertain himself, and Izuku, I didn't know what he wanted from me but I knew it was something.

I walked to my room to shower and calm down before walking to the end of the hall where giggling and chuckles could be heard just before opening it. I let out a heavy sigh before knocking and opening the door. Older me was on the floor, leaning against the bed while holding a stack of Uno cards while Izuku was smiling on the other side of him.

"Hi, Kacchan. We can start over if you'd like us to deal you in?" That beaming smile was blinding. I nodded, looking away before I had a problem for the fifth time today.

"Sure."

I sat in the circle. Izuku looked behind me at the door. "Is Kirishima joining you?"

Dammit, I had forgotten about my boyfriend. I was starting to think I was fucking bad at dating. I liked him and I was treating him like shit. Did I even like him, like that anymore?

"No." That's all I said, and I was pretty blunt about it so he wouldn't say more. He understood, nodding as he shuffled. Of course, he understood, he always understood me.

During cards, my phone went off over and over again. I knew it was Kiri. I was ignoring him, not sure what the hell to say to him. I knew I didn't like him as a boyfriend anymore, I knew we weren't fit to date, and I now know I ended up with Izuku like I always knew I would. Deep down, since we were kids, I knew Izuku was the one for me. Those big feelings were what I was so scared of. I knew that since I was such a small kid and that terrified me.

No, it was all I wanted.

After a few hours of cards, watching them flirt, and moving Izuku's console into here to play, we got hungry. I stood, not wanting to be alone with either of them just yet. "I'll grab Kiri and get some pizza. Anything specific?"

"Oh, I-"

"I know you want supreme Izuku, you always have. I was asking shit bag here in case our taste buds changed." Izuku flushed a the fact I knew his order already.

"Nah, you know what I want."

Older me smirked, likely loving this scene unfolding in front of him as those perfect emerald eyes watched me walk away. If Izuku and I had a number one supporter, it was him, runnerup being our moms. This was getting confusing between the two of us.

When I reached Kiri's room, there was some muffled talking on the other side. I assumed he brought someone over to shit-talk me during our non-talking fight. I knocked lightly, but nothing changed as the mumbling continued. A groan escaped me, hating this petty treatment.

"Kiri, I know you might still be mad but -" I walked in anyway, only to be greeted with the scene I was warned about. I watched my boyfriend and someone else fight to hide under the blanket. As soon as his eyes found mine, realizing he had been caught, I walked out, slamming the door behind me.

Was I hurt? Of course. Was I expecting this? Yes. Was I going to dwell on this when I knew this opened the door for me and Izuku? Nope.

"Wait! Katsuki!" I didn't. "It's not what it looks like, let me explain!"

I walked through the common room and out the door, again slamming the door behind me.

**********

I got the pizza as promised and the three of us ate together as my phone was blown up with messages from Kiri and the others trying to figure out what happened. The older me knew, it was written on my face. Izuku, he had no clue as he had been in here the whole time, spending time with future me so I wasn't lonely. Because Izuku was kind, loving, and way too caring about other's feelings. Emerald eyes kept looking up at me, checking on me, knowing something was wrong.

Finally, he spoke up. "Kacchan, are you okay? You're been quiet and that's not like you. You can talk about it if you want. I mean it's just me and, uh, you."

Older me nodded as if he didn't already fucking know. It was going to come out one way or another and I'd rather he hear it from me. "Uh, when I went to get Kiri earlier, he was-"

I stopped, not knowing how to tell him. Luckily, a bigger and more of a blunt-dick version of myself was in the room. "Kiri fucked someone."

Izuku gasped, looking at me for confirmation. I nodded. "Oh, Kacchan, are you okay?"

He put a scared hand over mine, making me feel grounded. My face burned as I itched the back of my neck nervously and looked away. Older me snickered. "Yeah, I - I am good."

"Can we do anything to help?"

"Not while I am in the room please." Older me mumbled to only me. "Well, actually-"

"No!" I stared into matching crimson eyes. "I am fine. I had a heads up."

Izuku gasped again and smacked older me's thigh. "I didn't fucking do it!"

"You knew it was going to happen and didn't say anything to me? I have spent all my free time with you and you didn't tell me? I brought you nasty black coffee, I brought you All Might comics, and I even brought you my All Might towels to use in the shower! You know those are collectibles and didn't tell me something so important!" I watched as Izuku continued to smack older me over and over. We both chuckled at the mad greenette, finding him much more cute and angry as we were supposed to be. "I could have had hot cocoa, blankets, and his favorite movie on stand-by if I knew but no! Instead you keep that to yourself like some jerk!"

"Alright, I give in!" Older me laughed as he was berated still, the smacks doing nothing. He was so much smaller and weaker than the older and much more buff version of myself. "That's it, you had it coming!"

Older me grabbed Izuku's sides and put him on his back on the floor between us. He tickled the nerd's sides in all the places that he knew would make him laugh the loudest. The adorable laughs and cutest smile on his face took all my attention, making me realize I didn't care about Kiri anymore, or what happened. If I had Izuku, and had his laugh in my life like this, if one day I ended up like the happy older me in front of me, then I needed nothing else.

**********

Today was the last day the future me was here. Izuku and I were excused from school to make sure he left today as I told them Kiri didn't want to participate anymore. If he didn't leave around noon when he was spawned into this time period, we had to call Aizawa right away and tell him. While he had the dorms to ourselves, we gathered in the common room for some more leg space and a bigger TV. Per usual, we watched a movie that Izuku ended up falling asleep to. If he was still longer than five minutes, he'd be knocked out like a light. He rested his head on my shoulder, falling over without knowing it was on me. Older me noticed and picked his legs up to cross over his lap, letting him lay down in a much more comfortable position.

His adorable freckled face was so soft-featured, and I couldn't help but smile as he leaned against me. Older me snickered. "Like looking at your reason for living, isn't it?"

My older face was so calm as he reached over to run the back side of his fingers across a freckled cheek. "What is he like, in ten years?"

"Not much different. He still loves Katsudon, oh start putting chives in it, he loves those. He collects our merch now as badly as he did with All Might. We collect his merch too and he gets so excited to see us wearing it. I got slippers with his little bunny emblem on it and he cried, telling me he was honored to keep my feet off the hardwood floor. Oh, we got an apartment together after we graduated and to save you some time, let him buy the stupid comforter for the bed. It's huge, a pain in the ass to clean, and takes forever to dry. On the other hand, he fucking loves it, and seeing wrapped up it makes it all worth it." I smiled, seeing it in my head already. "Oh, and he gets really clingy after a few months of dating. He wants nothing more than to hold our hand, sit in our lap, or just be next to us. It's fucking cute as hell so we don't mind but also, he is cold all the damn time and we, as you know, are walking space heaters. If you catch it, might say something to him about liking it so he is less anxious about doing it, you know how he fucking gets."

I laughed with him. "Sounds like you live a happy life."

"We do, we very much do."

"What about the kids?"

"I won't spoil that for you, what they look like or their names, but I will tell you one thing." The older me leaned forward with a huge smile. "The family we have, the life we build with Izuku, it is everything you could have ever dreamed for and so much more."

There were tears in his eyes as he looked down at Izuku who was still asleep and oblivious to the conversation we were having about him. His soft snores were adorable and his chest lifting and falling was so subtle. Izuku was cute, was caring, was understanding, and loved everything. I hoped one day, seeing as happy as he makes me, I could make him feel as loved and happy too.

"Welp looks like my time is about up." Older me stood, in his hero suit from before. He kissed green curls as much as I wanted to stop him, I allowed it. "Promise me something? When he wakes up, you won't waste any time? If there was one thing I could wish for, one thing compared to everything else in the world, it would be more time spent with Izuku. He is the love of my life and I want nothing more than to spend more time with him. Every second of every day. Make me proud, make him happy."

I nodded. Right then, a portal opens and grabs the older me, pulling him into his time period. The sound woke Izuku up, letting him see the last few seconds of him leaving. The portal closed and emerald eyes found mine. "Kacchan, is he gone?"

"Yeah, that was him. I am texting Aizawa now." I messaged the teacher who didn't give me a reply. He was likely just happy the guy was gone.

"So, what do we do now?" Izuku stretched, waking up fully. His shirt rises to reveal his abs. It always surprised me how fit and toned he was under those baggy clothes. His big shirt and sweats hung off his body, hiding what was underneath. "I guess we should clean up his room so it looks like no one was in there. It's only his bedding now. I can do that."

"Let me help." Truthfully, I wanted to spend more time with him. I also wanted to keep my promise and be with him as much as possible as soon as possible. We walked upstairs in silence. He reached over the bed to pull the sheets off as I shamelessly checked out his ass. I bit my lip and groaned. "I wanted to talk to you."

Izuku paused, looking a little worried. "O-okay. Um, is e-everything alright?"

"No. Not at all."

Emerald eyes widened as I sat on the naked bed and he stood in front of me. "Kacchan?"

"You told me how you felt, and I never got to tell you my feelings in return."

"Kacchan, I'm sorry. You don't have to-"

"Izuku, please, just listen?" The greenette nodded, shuffling in place now as he waited to hear what I had to say. "I never got to tell you, that I feel the same way. Hell, I probably feel stronger about you than anybody has ever felt about anyone else, ever."

"But, Kirishima and you-"

"Was a mistake. I dated him because we got along but any time I thought about being with someone, dating someone, you are the only one to ever come to mind. I was a fucking coward to admit to you that I had such strong feelings about you. It scarred me to feel such big feelings and I'm sorry I didn't tell you sooner." Izuku looked at me, he was confused then deep in thought, then confused all over again. "Can you say something so it isn't so fucking weird?"

"It's just - uh - y-you like me?"

"Yes."

"Since when?"

I thought about it, I thought about it a lot because I wanted to know too. "I guess, also since we were kids. I did propose to you when we were like six."

Izuku giggled, as he sat down next to me. There was a pause as I slowly looked over at him. He also looked up at me, those emerald eyes were glossy. I was about to ask what was wrong as I turned my body to face him but he held a hand up. "I'm fine. I'm just, taking this all in. I mean, I-I-I have liked you for what feels like my entire life and when I finally get the courage to tell you, I find out you're dating Kirishima. When I first saw you two were such close friends so quickly, I was so, I don't even know. I tried to be your friend for so long and you kept pushing me away and you spent less than a week with him and you're best friends. It hurt a little. Then you were dating, and now your older self shows up and treats me, the way he did, and then Kirishima cheated on you. Now, you're telling me you've always liked me? What happened in the three days he was here?"

I looked at him, seeing the hurt, confusion, and mix of emotions on his face and flashing in his eyes. "He told me a lot. I promised him I wouldn't tell you, and I'm sorry for that. The reality of it all is, he told me to stop fucking around with my feelings and get with it. He said it all would have happened on its own eventually but, he - I gave myself a nudge in the right direction so I could spend more time and more of my life with you. I don't wanna waste any time without you by my side. We agreed to that a long time ago, that we would always be there."

Izuku was crying now, his body was still facing the edge of the bed while I remained locked on him. It took some time to let him process it all, but I eventually reached out to hold his hand. He didn't fight it, didn't flinch, just accepted it. I smiled at it, him being so gentle and sweet as usual. He did turn to face me now.

"You like me?"

"Yes."

"You're not kidding?"

"Dead serious."

"This isn't a prank."

"Not at all."

"You have a crush on me?"

"A big one."

"You want to be with me?"

"Alright, that's enough of that." I grabbed Izuku's knees and pulled them on either side of my waist so he was in my lap, legs around me now. Before he could run away, I hugged his body and reached my hand around to hold his head. "Push me away if you hate it."

We were so close now, his face a bright red as he looked at my eyes, lips, and everything else. Finally, I leaned in, connecting our lips. Right away he tasted so sweet. His mouth moved with mine like we were meant to be like this all this time. I was about to pull away, as much as I didn't want to, when he wrapped his arms around my shoulders and deepened the kiss.

My hand on the back of his head grabbed a handful of his green locks, making him moan into my mouth. When his lips were parted, I took my chance and let my tongue explore the inside of his mouth. I wanted to know every bump, smooth spot, and cranny there was to him. My hands wondered too, taking in every inch of his body as they traveled up his shirt to hold his hip and back of his neck. Without thinking, we were grinding on each other as well, caught up in the emotions of it all. When we pulled back, our eyes seemed to be asking and replying the same thing.

Suddenly, we were ripping away clothes in a hurried past. We both pulled our shirts over our heads, our hands stumbling over themselves to undo our pants. Soon we were in nothing but underwear. We were on our knees on the bed, staring at each other in all our almost naked glory. We had seen the other naked so many times. Growing up we shared baths, a bathroom at UA, and locker rooms. This though, this was crossing a line we were never going to uncross. In my head, I knew that, in his head, he knew that too. But as soon as he showed me that goofy smile of his, excitement all over his face, the line disappeared.

I pushed Izuku's back into the mattress, kissing him like before as if picking up where we left off. I situated myself between his legs, grinding on him like before. We both moaned, needing the friction. I kissed his neck, loving the taste of him. His hands gripped my hair as he continued to moan and moved himself against me. It was hot, really hot and I couldn't get enough. I leaned myself up on my elbow next to his head while my free hand reached around to cup his perfectly round ass I have admired for years. His grip tightened on my hair, telling me he liked it as he bucked his hips forward too. "Mm, Kacchan, please."

"Alright baby, alright."

I needed more too. This was hot and the room was hot too. This was all so much better than I had imagined.

I pulled mine and his underwear down, throwing them across the room without looking or caring where they landed. Izuku was thick, but I was bigger. Once we were both exposed, Izuku covered his reddened face with his knuckles. I pinned his hands above his head with intertwined fingers, smiling down at him. "Don't hide. Don't ever hide your gorgeous face, and beautiful body from me. Your smile, your tears, your snort when you laugh too hard. Don't ever hide yourself from me, because I love it all."

Izuku smiled, his eyes glossy again as he wrapped his arms back around my neck and pulled me closer. There was so much happening and I was so ready for it all. I wanted Izuku and everything that came with him.

I moved down, my face close to his entrance. I put my fingers in my mouth and lapped my tongue around quickly to wet them before placing one at his entrance. Emerald eyes found mine as he looked down then at my eyes. He nodded, letting me know I could go on as I pushed a finger in. He dropped his head back and gripped the sheets. "Relax baby, you gotta relax so I don't hurt you. Hurting you is the last thing I want to do."

"Okay. Sorry Kacchan, this is my first-"

"Mine too Izu, just bear with me."

He smiled at me, nodding as I entered a second. I entered my fingers, pushing them together, and pulled out in a scissor motion. Izuku let out a half moan and groan at the feeling. I could tell this was testing him, becoming too much, so I gave him some pleasure to keep his mind off it. My tongue flicked his nipple before licking around it completely. Now he moaned in the best way, music to my ears as his back arched as well. "Kacchan, that feels weird."

"Good or bad weird?"

I smirked, repeating the action and then pulling at it slightly with my teeth.

"Ah! Good weird, good. Very good."

"Tell me as soon as anything turns bad weird."

He nodded and I entered a third. His jaw dropped in a moan and I hoped that meant he was enjoying more than discomfort. I kept working, he kept making those noises that I loved so much. When I thought he was ready, I pulled my fingers out, hearing a small whimper as I did. I lined myself up between his legs and held his hip. I didn't make any movements until those emeralds looked up at me and he bit his lip.

"Fuck me, Kacchan."

"Naughty mouth, baby."

I didn't need to be told anything else. Slowly and steadily I pumped in and out, adding more of myself each time. Izuku was letting out moans and whimpering as tears sprung to his eyes. When I was fully in him, I paused, letting him adjust as I kept my mouth on his neck. His nails dug into my back in the most pleasing way possible I let out a grunt myself. Glancing down at his love-drunk face, I nearly came just from the look of him. Goddamn Izuku was so fucking sexy. How had I been holding back for so long?

"I'm gonna move now, is that okay?" He nodded furiously at me.

I moved out, pumping myself back in just as quickly. Nails dug deeper and pulled on my back as his legs tightened around me and his mouth hung open. I kept a slow pace, both of us getting used to the feeling for now. When I did pick up the speed, his head fell back into the pillow.

Both of us were losing our minds. The room was filled with nothing but our moans and Izuku's soft whimpers. His hips were shaking as they pushed up to meet my thrust and I knew he was close. So was I. I quickened the pace, thighs slapping together, and Izuku and I got louder. "Izu, I'm gonna, ah, im-"

"It's okay, oh god, Kacchan, I want you to come in me. Holy shit." Those perfect eyes were half-slanted as he looked up at me. His red face and perfect freckles driving me insane all over again.

"Fuck, Izuku. Izuku!"

Another few sloppy thrusts and we both spilled over, letting out soft noises as we did. Izuku painted our chest and I filled him up.

I fell onto the bare mattress next to him, both of us covered in sweat and panting. I managed to roll on my side and run a thumb over his cheek. "Are you okay?"

"I am, the best, I have ever been in my life." He spoke through pants and I couldn't help but chuckle at his cuteness. He looked up at both my eyes before turning on his side as well and leaning into me to plant a sweet and gentle kiss on my lips. I soaked it up and could die from it a happy man.

"So much for taking things slow." Izuku laughed and pushed my face away as he climbed over me to gather his clothes.

"You can choose to not say stuff sometimes."

"Where is the fun in that?"

*********

"Today, we have some of the best students I've been able to teach. Lots of them will be great heroes, all of them great examples."

I ignored the rest of Aizawa's speech as I looked over at Izuku. The graduation cap and gown hid his red and black striped suit underneath. I had retied his tie when he arrived, his mom not able to catch him as excited as he was to get here. I took his hand in mine and smiled at him. Those emerald eyes took my breath away so easily, every time. "You ready for all this?"

"You mean moving into our apartment and starting at All Might's agency next week? I couldn't be happier. More so since we are doing it all together Kacchan." He kissed my knuckle and I kissed his knuckles at the same time. We sat through all the speeches. Iida did give a great motivational presentation as class president. I was nice and didn't blow anyone up when my name was called as I promised my boyfriend I wouldn't. When they called his name, I waited on the other side of the stage. Once he received his diploma and spotted me waiting, he ran at me and jumped in my arms. I of course caught him and hugged his body as he raised his scroll high. "We did it Kacchan!"

"Yes we did but, the celebrations aren't over yet baby. Come on, we still have the hardest part to do."

"Was focusing on not tripping on my gown while on stage not the hard part?"

"No. Not even close." I sighed as I spotted the three of them in the crowd. "Now, we have to face. . . the parents."

As I assumed, our parents were a total nightmare that night at my house. Auntie Inko cried as she clung to Izuku and his childhood photo album that had so many pictures of the two of us. My dad kept bringing up the two of us growing up and the hag kept hugging me randomly throughout the day. I managed to slip away to walk Auntie and Izuku home. Auntie kissed my cheek at the door with a final good job before walking inside. Now that we were finally alone, I tugged on his hand and leaned the greenette's back against the concrete fence outside his house.

"I've been waiting to give you this present all day." I hugged his torso, taking his lips in a quick yet satisfying kiss. Izuku hummed into it, needing it as well as he rested his forearms on my shoulders.

"I have one for you too."

"Okay, you first while I think about what to say."

Izuku giggled and brought out a small box with a red bow on top. I opened it up to reveal a keychain of the photo we took on our first date. Izuku took the selfie as I hugged him from behind and kissed his cheek. Mostly I didn't want to have to smile for the photo so I just kissed him but also he wore the most perfect goofy smile I loved when I kissed him. Catching that in a picture meant a lot to me. "It's not much or too flashy but-"

"It's perfect. I love this so much." Izuku smiled, proud and delighted to know I liked it so much as he breathed in. A weight had been lifted off his shoulders as I immediately put it on my key ring consisting of only my house key and motorcycle key. I jingled it around before putting it in my pocket. "Now, let me tell you about his first okay? I wanted to get you something to say I'm serious about you and that I think about a future with you all the time. I mean, hell Izu, we're moving together in a few days and starting hero jobs at the same time, officially with our childhood idol. Things couldn't get any better. I wanted to tell you, that. . .I love you."

Emerald eyes widened at my words. We had been dating for about five months now and had yet to say those words, but they were there, and I meant every word. Loving Izuku was easily the best and most beautiful choice I had ever made. Even as he cried now, I knew it was flawless.

"Kacchan, I love you too, so much." He hugged my shoulders, pulling me as he hid his face against my neck.

"Want your gift?"

"Right, sorry, I forgot." He stood up straight, fixing himself and wiping his cheeks.

"I got you these because I promise to be there for every moment, together," I revealed a small black velvet box in my pocket and opened it. Izuku gasped at the contents immediately. Inside were two silver rings, promise rings, and couple's rings. They weren't flashy or impressive, but it was something for now. "Do you like it?"

"Like it? Kacchan I love this so much. Will you put it on me?" He asked sheepishly, crying harder now than before. I nodded and slipped it on his left ring finger, the bigger one on my own. He looked at it and smiled wider. "It's perfect Kacchan, just like you."

"The perfect ring, for my perfect nerd." I planted a fat kiss on his cheek as he giggled. "You just wait because I plan on going all out for when I propose. Although, I refuse to buy the All Might collection for our wedding rings."

"There you go again, opening your mouth to ruin the mood." I couldn't help the chuckle that escaped me before lifting Izuku off his feet and twirling him around.

"You know, that's a promise to make you Izuku Bakugo one day."

"Hmm, Katsuki Midoriya sounds better." He had tease in his voice but he looked like he was considering it.

I dropped him to his feet and stared down at him. "We'll talk about this later."

Izuku laughed and pulled me back into a hug before I could walk away. We shared another sweet kiss that I let linger this time, happy one day he'll say yes to being my husband. Knowing for a fact that he would become Izuku Midoriya-Bakugo but, I promised not to spoil the details for him.

***********

My hand shook violently as I tried to get the tape off but it wouldn't budge. Sparks went off in my hand before my boyfriend, ever so calmly removed the tape and threw it away for me. I emptied the box of books, placing it on the shelf before breaking the cardboard down and adding it to the pile.

"Ta-da! Last box!" I looked around our apartment now that we were officially settled in. It only took a whole month to unpack and put everything together, and it wasn't perfect, but it was ours. We started in a decently sized one-bedroom with nearly bare walls and the essentials we needed. I found Izuku at the stove as he heated water for tea and turned him around. "We are all done now. So, how should we celebrate?"

Izuku's gorgeous eyes looked between mine before reaching over and turning the stove off. An evil grin appeared on his adorable face as he pulled on my hand. "I have an idea."

"Oh, I do love your ideas."

I let him lead me to our bedroom, the bed a queen-sized mattress with a small side table for each of us. Izuku kissed me as soon as we entered and quickly removed my shirt, then pushed me onto the bed. He tore his shirt as well, his toned body more muscular since working out more for the hero job. I had also gained more muscle and was enjoying the view of my boyfriend scanning over my chest and abs like his own personal jewel. I smirked as I worked to take my pants off, him working on stripping himself before climbing on top of me. My hands squeezed his thighs as my eyes widened. We had always had to be sneaky and quick with our fuck sessions up until this moment so Izuku had never been on top.

Seeing the excitement on my face, Izuku beamed a wide smile before reaching to the side table and pulling out a bottle of lube. He poured a good amount onto his hand before reaching back and messaging it over my hard erection. I moaned into the feeling, loving having him work me like this. "Wait, do you want me to prep you?"

"Kacchan, I'm still prepped from this morning."

"I'm not hearing any complaints."

"And you won't."

I smirked as he put a hand to steady himself on my abs and guided me to his entrance. He slowly sat down, working my dick into his ass inch by inch. My hands gripped his thigh and hip, my head falling back from the pleasure of being so deep inside of his guts. Once he took me in fully, I noticed a bulge right under his belly button. I placed my hand on it and he gasped.

"Feel that baby, that's how fucking deep I am in your perfect little, tight ass."

"Oh my god, oh my god! Kacchan, fuck."

"What a dirty mouth on such a pretty face."

We both smirked as the greenette continued to bounce with strong thighs holding him up. He looked so fucking good. His mouth hung open, his eyes opening and closing as his head couldn't seem to remain focused on me or fall back onto his shoulder. I was getting a little impatient at the speed after a while.

My hands took hold of his hips.

"You're doing so fucking good baby. You look fucking perfect riding me like this." I bucked my hips up, pushing more of me into him as his body fell forward, grabbing my shoulders as I sat up. I continued to roll and push into him further then back out just to slam his hips down to plunge myself into him. I was taking control as his nails dug into my shoulders. "So fucking good baby, god I love you so fucking much."

"I love - ah, ah! Love you too. Love - fucking - love this." He spoke between pants and moans as we rocked harder, sloppier, messier. Finally, I pushed myself as deep as I could, my hips jolting as I filled him. A few pumps of his cock in my hand and Izuku also spilled over the edge.

We panted and rolled off our highs as we fell into the bed. I was still on my back as Izuku was sprawled over me in a starfish position. My eyes found his as we smiled. "That's one way to break in a new bed. Next, the new kitchen counter!"

Izuku laughed, slapping my arm playfully. I smirked at him, letting him calm down before I showed him know I was not kidding.

***********

It only took four years of dating, five months of being engaged, and one very stressful night away from each other to come to this moment right here. I stood in a fitted black suit and orange tie at the end of the aisle at our outdoor ceremony. Shoto squeezed my shoulders from behind me as my best man as the music stopped and played a different melody. Everyone stood as Izuku came to light. His fitted suit was a perfect white with a green tie. He held a small bouquet in his hands.

I thought I was tacky to make him the bride. We were both grooms, both men, and both put a lot into this. Our mothers however have planned our wedding since the day we met and had this image in their heads all these years. I protested, but Izuku being himself allowed them to take what we wanted for colors, locations, and food, and ran with it. However, as much complaining as I did and thought this was below him, Izuku looked more than amazing as we walked towards me.

He handed the flowers to Uraraka, his best woman, and took my hands. "You look more handsome than ever, Kacchan."

"You look -" I didn't have the words as I scanned over him, the day, the event, everything leading up to this moment. "You look like the love of my life."

I leaned in, kissing him gently. We both peeked at each other's eyes before smiling. Someone cleared their throat next to us, getting our attention. Aizawa, our previous teacher, mentor, and someone we welcomed wholeheartedly into our adult lives, stood before us in a suit as well. "According to my script, it's not time for that yet."

The audience chuckled as we carried on.

Aizawa moved on, the ceremony being just as great as our mothers had planned it to be. At the reception, I looked around at everything. My new husband leaned forward, grabbing my attention while we sat at the front table. He had a raised brow at me and a wide beaming smile as always. "What's wrong?"

"Did we have any say in planning our own wedding?" He took a look too and giggled.

"A small amount." He took my hand on the table. "But it looks great either way. Right, Husband?"

Hearing him call me that made me smile. We interlocked our fingers as I raised them to my lips to kiss his knuckles. "Looks perfect from here."

"I think so too." His slight blush was one I'd never get used to.

My husband would always make me feel those little butterflies. No matter how old we get, how much time I spend with him, or the amount of times I see those looks, I'll never get used to it. "I am the luckiest man alive."

**********

The news was shocking, to say the least. I knew already that Izuku and I would have kids but, I was not expecting it to happen this way. I assumed we'd adopt or have a surrogate like most same-sex couples do. Instead, we were sitting in a doctor's office, listening to a doctor tell us there's a way we can have an actual biological child. There was a girl who had a quirk that if she touched two people at the same time, she could manifest a baby between them.

"So, Kacchan and I could have a baby? Together?"

"This brat would be our actual kid? No other DNA from some other chick and only one of us?"

"No. She has had her quirk for a few years now and has perfected it over time so now, she's ready to use it for couples like yourselves. She has already given a few couples children of their own." The doctor beamed. Izuku held my hand tighter at the news. "I'm sure she'd be more than willing to do the same for Japan's heroes."

I looked over at teary emerald eyes who stared at the man on the other side of the desk with shock, happiness, and maybe even a little hope. I knew Izuku always wanted kids, and he was good with them. Like so many years now, I was shocked to learn I had them at all, let alone with Izuku. Looking at him right now, I knew that's what he wanted. Seeing how he thought about it in his head right now, I needed to give that to him.

"Shall I set up a meeting between the three of you to meet and discuss details with her?"

"Yes."

Izuku looked even more shocked at my answer.

"Kacchan, are you sure?"

"Of course," I smirked at his reaction as he smiled with a worried brow. I took the card from the doctor and helped my husband out of the room. On our drive home, I took his hand in mine. "I know you always wanted brats and we have a chance to have one of our own blood so, why pass on the opportunity? If he's right, we even get a little gremlin made of the two of us without going through the trouble of all the other ways or waiting. As much as adoption is still a great option, no one would or should blame us for this being our choice."

"But - but you - but do you want this?"

I let out a heavy sigh as we pulled up to a red light. When we were stopped I looked over at him. "I want to make you happy. Plus, I don't mind the idea of us having a little family of our own. Especially if that little thing looks anything like you."

Izuku broke into a full sobbing fit now. He leaned onto my shoulder and when we got to our apartment, I opened his car door and helped my little crybaby out of the car. I picked his legs up so they wrapped around my waist and carried him to our place up the elevator. Once we were seated on the couch, we talked more, going over it all. The next day we took turns calling our mothers to tell them the news of possibly getting grand-babies but also the process of it all.

We were given some good advice over the next few days leading up to our meeting. As we stood in the lobby, Izuku kept mumbling and bouncing his leg nervously. I heard a few words come out like 'What if she doesn't like us,' What if this goes wrong,' and 'We didn't even discuss names.'

The suspense was killing us both and making it harder to focus or calm down about this whole thing. We were only waiting maybe twenty minutes but it felt like years. Now we were being led to an office to determine whether or not we get a baby. Again, I knew I had kids in this life, I knew we would have some of our own but I wasn't sure how or if this was it. Seeing Izuku, watching him walk ahead like he had full hope in this working, it started to feel like we were meant to be here.

The doctor sat behind a desk as the nurse opened the door for us. She stood up and greeted us with handshakes. "Hi, I'm Doctor Iduonto. I think it's best for me to explain things and then you can ask any questions you may have."

"Fair enough," I told her while helping Izuku sit in the chair next to her. I stayed standing, waiting to hear her out.

"Okay. First off, it's nice to meet you both. I have never worked with heroes before so I'm even more happy to help. How it works is I place a hand on both your shoulders and using my quirk, it creates a baby right in front of us. Somehow my quirk takes your DNA sample from your skin and intertwines it with whoever else I am touching and it combines those samples. I don't have the specifics as I am still looking into the research myself but, that's the just of it all. Here is the contract of it all. The next step, if you guys still want to do this, you call me and I make a house call and we start. The process only takes a few minutes but your hearts have to be fully in it in order for it to work. If one of you doesn't want this with full commitment, then it won't work."

I read over the agreement. There was a price for all this as expected, some classes for new parents were listed, and her explanation was written in more in-depth medical terms. I didn't care for any of it. I knew I wanted to try this. I knew already how much Izuku wanted this. Whatever he decided to do, I'd support it no matter what.

As if he could hear me, those emerald eyes looked up at me to wait for my answer. "I want this."

"I do too." He smiled, tears falling down his face.

The doctor clapped for us. "Yay! Let me look at the calendar. Any questions?"

"Do you control what the brat looks like?"

"No. It's random like all other pregnancies."

"Can you tell if it'll be a boy or a girl?" Izuku stood now, fingers holding his chin.

"Also no, just as random." We nodded, agreeing to do this. "Alright, my next time slot, is. . .Friday."

"Friday?" Izuku and I both shouted.

"Yes."

"Like, in two days Friday?"

"Yes. Is there a problem?"

"Sort of!"

"Kacchan! We need to go to the baby store right away. We need a crib, diapers, bottles, formula, and -"

"Izu, we will get it all!" I hugged my greenette tight, calming him down. "We can go home right now, redecorate, and tomorrow we'll go get everything we need."

And that's what we did. Our mothers came over of course, gifts in their arms overflowing as they brought over baby books to compare what our kids would look like, to decorate the room we moved the guest bed out of, and a lot more into. Everyone was excited. Our friends also sending us congratulations and happy wishes.

When the day finally arrived, we couldn't hold still. The doorbell finally rang, and green lightning danced across the room. He was there so fast to open it up. The doctor greeted us and put her things down. "It's nice to see you guys again. Are you ready?"

Izuku took my hand in his, giving me a bright smile as he nodded to her.

We took our shirts off so she had the skin-to-skin on her hands and because, once the baby is here, skin-to-skin is healthy for bonding. She smiled at us both before putting her full palm on each shoulder. A white mist surrounded us as her eyes glowed a bright white as well. The mist came to gather between the three of us in the middle. Slowly, the shape of a baby was seen. It slowly descended until the baby lay in the crib. As she said, it was only a few minutes before the mist was gone and the baby began to cry. She took a deep breath and sat down. Izuku looked between me and the crying child.

"Go ahead. You have a baby now." She encouraged us to see them.

Looking down, I knew once again what love at first sight was like. Our son had blonde, spiky hair, freckles across his nose, and the fattest little body all squished up. Izuku picked the boy up, quickly getting him a diaper and a blanket to wrap around him. As my sweet husband held the kid, he cried. The baby cooed as he calmed down, slowly, his eyelids opened to reveal deep emeralds like Izuku.

The original emeralds looked up at me as he leaned into my chest. "Kacchan, we're dads!"

I couldn't help myself anymore as tears fell on my face as well. "That's right Izu, we're a family."

**********

He was sleeping so peacefully as I leaned over. I kissed his perfect freckled cheeks and ran a hand through his thick green curls. Izuku stirred a little but was still sleeping. I smirked to myself as I kissed his cheek again, then his jaw, then his neck. I kept littering his body with his kisses and small licks. Occasionally I'd nip at his skin. Each time he'd stir a little more.

When I reached his midsection, I pulled his pajama pants down. Once he was exposed, I flattened my tongue and licked up his shaft. He sucked in a breath and let out a cute noise but still didn't wake up. I held in a chuckle as I kept this up until he was fully erect. When I put my whole mouth around his tip, his eyes shot open as he looked down at me. "Kacchan! What are you-"

"Shh baby, keep your voice down."

I smirked as he made eye contact with me. Keeping that look, I made sure he watched me lick his shaft again. Izuku's mouth hung open but he quickly bit his finger to keep from another sound escaping. I circled my mouth around him again, sucking ever so slightly. My eyes stayed on his face as I bobbed my head on him now. His face scrunched, relaxed, and tensed over and over as his usual adorable and sexy noises were muffled behind his hand.

Every time my tongue twirled around his head, or I managed to suck in as much as him as I could, his head would fall back and his grip tighten on the pillowcase next to his head. His free hand managed to find my hair, gripping at it too as he guided me up and down. I held his thighs apart, feeling him shake more.

"Kacchan - oh f-fuck - Kacchan!" He whisper shouted at me. I knew he was close.

Knowing this, I picked up the speed and moved my tongue under him some more. He tried to wiggle out of it or pull me off but I took him in more. Both hands now gripped my hair as he let out a silent moan, arching his perfectly toned body in the air for me. I took him in, swallowing what I could and quickly grabbing a tissue for the rest.

He was panting as I fixed his pants and crawled up between his legs so I could hug his torso and rest my chin on his chest. He was much smaller than me as I had buffed up in my hero age, my body practically crushing him. He was too tired to care though. As he came down from his high, I went back to kissing his cheek and neck. I hummed into his collarbone. "Happy birthday, baby."

He huffed out a small chuckle. "Is that my present?"

"One of many I have prepared for the day." I winked at him. He blushed and leaned down to kiss me. "I'm just glad that went faster in my head."

"Why?"

The sound of rumbling feet gave it away as he leaned down to glare at me. A minute or two sooner, they would have caught us in the act.

There was a loud thud as two little boys broke down the door and spotted us in bed. "Papa! We told you we were going to wake Dad up for his birthday!"

Kenji shouted at me, his emerald eyes holding the same glare Izuku had just given me moments before. I smirked and leaned my head back down on his chest. "Maybe I wanted some alone time with my husband, you know, who he was before he was your dad."

"D-Daddy!"

Hitsaro lifted his little arms to Izuku who happily leaned over and picked up the barely walking toddler. His green hair had just as thick curls as his dad's. The freckles he had littered his body like his dad too. His red crimson eyes looked at me as he almost pouted, sad to have not woke him up either. I stuck my tongue out to him and Kenji as the three-year-old struggled to climb into our bed.

Kenji jumped on my back, throwing little punches on my back. He grunted between hits. "You, were, supposed, to wait, for us!"

"Bad Papa."

"Alright, I'm fucking sorry, you can do it next year!" I groaned, my boys were ganging up on me.

"We better!"

I reached around, hooking my forearm around Kenji's waist, pulling him off of me, and pushing him up into Izuku's other side as he giggled. The greenette wrapped the little boys in both his arms right away.

"What would you like to do today, baby." Hitsaro cooed at me, thinking I was talking to him. "Not you baby, that baby."

I nodded to Izuku. My husband hummed in thought as we had the whole day off for this purpose. "I say, we stop to get breakfast at the diner, and we go to the aquarium!"

"Fishies!" Hitsaro giggled, hands in the air with excitement.

"Can we get churros while we're there?" Kenji looked between us.

"It's my birthday and I could use a churro. Right, Kacchan?"

"Whatever birthday boy wants." I smiled at the love of my life as I leaned up to kiss him. Before I made it to his lips, two small hands put themselves on my lips. Kenji narrowed his eyes at me while Hitsaro used himself as a human shield against Izuku's face. He shook his pudgy little face at me. "Oh, come on! I just wanna kiss him."

Izuku was giggling. "It's okay boys, I like your Papa's kisses."

"No, he has brainwashed you! Papa is mean and trying to control you into kissing him all day." Kenji shouted.

"Why am I a bad guy here?" I chuckled now. Being pro-heroes, both our boys were obsessed with playing heroes and bad guys. Usually during playtime, Izuku and I were bad and they were the brave heroes to take us down. Most of the time we flopped on the ground and let them stand or sit on us. They were both too young to figure out if they had inherited either of our quirks, but they pretended to have one anyway. Sometimes it was ours, or some other heroes. More often than not they were their Uncle All Might. "That's it, I'm keeping him to myself today."

I shot up, quickly grabbing my husband and bolting out of the room. Izuku held my neck as he was in my arms bridal style. He giggled into my neck, making me smile and tickle a bit. Behind us, Keni helped his brother off the bed.

"Hurry up Hitsaro, we have to save Dad from Papa!"

"Save Daddy! Bad Papa!"

**********

"I won't spoil that for you, what they look like or their names, but I will tell you one thing." I looked at the younger and smaller version of me, a heavy scowl on his face as I smiled at him. I leaned down on my knee to lean over the sleep greenette on the couch. It was so surreal to see my husband, still wearing his baby face, but in a much smaller body. "The family we have, the life we build with Izuku, it is everything you could have ever dreamed for and so much more."

The clock on the wall showed it was almost noon, my time to go home.

"Welp looks like my time is about up." Younger me looked down at me as I kissed a freckled temple. I knew I was about to see him, by him, but I would never get the chance to kiss him like this ever again. I didn't miss how we used to be, and I wouldn't trade what we had now for the world. I loved Izuku, my husband, and the boys we had together. Our family, as small as it was, was ours. I loved everything about it, and I missed it. I missed my family. "Promise me something? When he wakes up, you won't waste any time? If there was one thing I could wish for, one thing compared to everything else in the world, it would be more time spent with Izuku. He is the love of my life and I want nothing more than to spend more time with him. Every second of every day. Make me proud, make him happy."

Younger me nodded as I stepped into the portal, letting it take me home. I ended up right where I was taken. The top of the building was not empty like I had left it though. Kaminari sat there now, looking down while on patrol.

"Bakugo? Oh my god man! We have been looking for you for-"

"Three days?"

"Yeah, where the hell were you? Midoriya is losing his mind right now."

"I'll explain everything later. Where is my family?"

"Aizawa finally showed up and made him go home to be with the kiddos. Your moms have been taking turns watching them while we look high and low for your ass."

"Okay. See you soon."

I didn't say anything else. I blasted off the roof, quickly making it to my apartment where there on the balcony, sat my husband in a blanket. He looked out at the city as if he hated it. I knew he was deep in thought and when I landed with a heavy thud, he jumped. Emerald eyes widened before filling with tears immediately.

"Kacchan, thank God!" His voice was horse and broken as I let him crash into me. I held him tight, both of us crying for different reasons. He thought I was dead or captured, but I had a newfound, deeper appreciation for my life as it was. He looked up and I kissed him, deeply. We melted into it, loving to be back together. When we pulled away for air, Izuku smiled at me before scrunching his face and started punching my chest over and over. "Where the hell have you been?"

I chuckled when I shouldn't have, Izuku only cussed when he was really upset. His hits were not doing much as he either took it easy on me or was too weak to throw a real one. "I will explain everything, I swear. Just know, I wasn't taken, or hurt in any way. It was, weird. Now, where are the boys?"

"Inside eating."

I quickly opened the sliding door and found them sitting at the table. Their worried and sad faces broke my heart. I whistled at them to get their attention. Now they were back to smiling and beaming like their dad. "Papa!"

They ran at me and I took them into my chest. Soon I looked up at my husband and reached an arm out for him too. For a moment, while we settled into the fact I was back, I held my family. My small, happy, beautifully created family. For the first time in a while, since Hitsaro came into the world almost three years ago, I let the tears roll down my face.

"I missed you all, so damn much."

"Where did you go, Papa?" Hitsaro looked up at me.

I smiled, pulling my smaller boy into my lap as I sat on the couch. Izuku sat next to me, Kenji on his lap. "Let me tell you where. I went on a little trip to make sure your dad and I ended up together."

Izuku scrunched his brows. He opened his mouth to ask something but instead gasped. "You were gone three days."

"For three days, I was stuck back in time with the younger version of your dad and me. Before we weren't even dating." Both boys oohed at me, taking it in like a bedtime story.

"Were you scared?" Kenji asked while leaning in closer to me. I put an arm around the back of the couch to hold Izuku's shoulders as both my boys now leaned into my sides.

"A little, but I knew no matter what, I was going to find my way back to you three. I will always promise to come back to you." I kissed their foreheads, all three before telling them the story of my time back at UA, for the second time.