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They have been suffering from tremendous pressure when they’ve gotten a message from Endeavour to stay the night. It’s a party of the sort in celebration since they are legitimately a Hero. It’s amusing that his father has invited Katsuki too, probably because Katsuki has gotten the top score in the pro-hero licences exams. Shouto is rather proud of his boyfriend.
The idea has come to Shouto so suddenly when they have agreed to visit The Todoroki Enji household—his old home. He knows every nook and cranny in his home. He has often hidden from his father when he was a child. So maybe, they could hide instead or maybe exploit some places.
Katsuki has objected vehemently; being the Bakugou Katsuki who will always confront the enemy dead-on, which he supposes his father is an enemy in a way. But still. He would rather cuddle in the darkness of garret, or obliviously ignore the invitation where he could stay at Katsuki’s small flat (it is cramped because he puts his belongings in there because he has not gotten the approval to live by himself yet), and tidying up some more.
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So it would be the first time Katsuki has to come to his house. Hence he should have been excited to show his childhood home. Yet he’s restless. Katsuki doesn’t stop bouncing his leg on their way to his house isn’t helping his anxious either.
Shouto sighs and puts his hand on Katsuki’s thigh to stop the motions, “it’s going to be okay.”
“He knows that we’re dating.”
“I suppose so. I kissed you in front of him.”
Katsuki clicks his tongue, “not that you knew he was there. Sneaky prick.”
“We’re coming out to my family today.”
“Do we have another choice?”
“We do actually... By not going.”
Katsuki growls and slaps his hand away, “not a chance.”
“We can have sex in my childhood room.”
“We’re in the train Shouto, stop being a pervert.”
Shouto smiles and opts to stop teasing his blushing boyfriend.
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He doesn’t expect that his fugitive brother would also be home Dabi, or Rekka-niisan that the name he’s known before, is present, and opening the door for them. It surprises him that his father has invited the ex-villain Dabi to the Todoroki abode. Katsuki is definitely having a hard time to process the whole thing.
“You haven’t told him, Shouto,” Dabi says flatly.
“No, I get it. The Todoroki have this weird unsettling aura, so I get the gist that you two are somehow related, but seeing you in a formal wear is fucking...” Katsuki has stopped talking as he blushed and looked away from either of them.
Shouto gets annoyed and holds Katsuki’s hip closer, “if you’ll excuse us, brother.”
“Your father is waiting,” Dabi says in an irritating mocking voice.
“He is also your father,” he hisses angrily and walks away with Katsuki beside him.
“You have daddy issues, huh?” Katsuki sneers and stops to tilt his head back at Dabi.
“Katsuki, come on, we need to get ready.” He reasons as he softly pushes Katsuki back.
“See ya ‘round, Dabi,” says Katsuki rather jeeringly.
Shouto exhales the breath that he’s been holding in. It’ll be such a suffering day ahead. He prays that Dabi won’t do anything too dramatic.
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He jolts when Katsuki shoves him hard into the wall right after they enter his room. Hands on either side of his head. This is how kabedon feels like then, a mere surprise for him, not even a heartbeat drum. Katsuki is imposing even though he’s smaller.
“So, why you never told me about Dabi?”
“He left home since he was twelve. I don’t really know about him as much as you do.”
“Really? It wasn’t because I was kidnapped once so that you never tell me about him,” Katsuki narrows his eyes accusingly.
“Why would I? Dabi is harmless. He only hates father.”
“Okay then. Let me suck you off,” Katsuki kneels, fingers already undoing his jeans swiftly.
He grabs Katsuki’s hair, pulls before Katsuki tugs down his boxer briefs, “we can’t. Why are you horny? Cos’ Dabi is hot?”
“Exactly,” his boyfriend smirks. Is it count as cheating? Infidelity? Shouto feels like he wants to freeze Dabi to death.
“You think I’d ever get hard after you said that,” he irately pulls back his jeans and walks onto their travel bag, crouches down to grab out the outfits they’re going to wear later.
“I was kidding, okay! He isn’t that hot,” says Katsuki behind him.
“Well his fire is hotter than mine if you want to know,” he retorts childishly.
“Are you jealous of your brother’s quirk? That’s just lame,” there is a hint of mock in his voice and Shouto really hates that Katsuki thinks this matter merely jest.
“Of course I am not. What if I think your nonexistence ex-villain brother were hot?” he cranes his neck to glower at Katsuki.
“Don’t have brother can’t really relate,” Katsuki shrugs carelessly.
“I think Izuku is hot but not that hot,” he doesn’t call Midoriya by his first name but he needs to rile his boyfriend. Midoriya is the closest one. He’s petty.
“Fuck you, bastard! Go fuck Deku!” Katsuki growls menacingly ready to pounce on him at any moment.
He snorts instead calming the tension building upon the room, “I won’t. I’m not horny thinking about Izu—”
Katsuki growls and springs ferociously at him. Three years ago he might not have reflexivity to shield Katsuki’s AP Shot using his ice glacier at a close distance. Katsuki is that close to blast his damn face. He puts the force on his feet to freeze Katsuki’s whole body completely, in his defence: Katsuki hasn’t stopped detonate explosively at him.
Katsuki is wrenching his body exasperatedly, cursing at him with spit. He ignores it and looks pensively at Katsuki’s completely restrained body. Now he feels bad to treat Katsuki like that. Katsuki looks sexy in ice though.
He exhales dejectedly at the mess they’ve done, “I’m sorry. I lied. I would never see Midoriya like that.”
“Just fucking melt this off.” Katsuki grits his teeth.
He puts his hand to the ice and the glacier starts to vaporise. “I’m really sorry, Katsuki.”
His shouji door is suddenly slid open where Dabi and Fuyumi-neesan stand, completely ashen bewildered and amused; faces are completely contrasted with each others’.
Dabi hurtles blue fireballs at his glacier and it completely melts, albeit sloppily. He hates Dabi’s flames.
“Are you okay, Katsuki?” his sister walks closer, worry in her voice.
“M’ fine. I might need a bath before dinner,” Katsuki says to Fuyumi-nee with a restrained smile. “I’m soaked.”
“Okay. Rekka prepare the bath for our guest, would you?” she orders without looking back.
Dabi smirks, possibly taunting at him, then goes away without saying anything.
“I could make a bath for Katsuki, nee-san,” he seems offended somehow. What’s this feeling, jealousy is not one. Irritate. Anger. Envious is he?
“Father wants to talk with you.”
“Can’t he wait? We’ll be eating in two hours.”
“Don’t you worry, Shouto. Rekka won’t do anything stupid. He’s in a restraining order,” she smiles reassuringly at him, that doesn’t wind up his uneasiness; he can’t leave Katsuki alone.
Katsuki’s still glaring at him; eyes are telling him to fuck off and die. He can read Katsuki pretty easily now.
“I’m sorry Katsuki. I was out of the line. Tell me; do you forgive me?” he says pleadingly.
Katsuki looks at him and his sister then says with a slight flush dusting on his beautiful face, “yes.”
“Okay, later then,” he stands up while giving a once over at his boyfriend, still sulking apparently, and nods at Fuyumi-nee before he walks out of his room to find his father.
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His father discourses about pro-hero agency; he should choose it wisely because it’s a lifetime commitment. Then after it comes: a public figure that people will look upon. It gets on his nerves like lightning struck.
“So I can’t date Katsuki is what you mean?” he glowers angrily.
“Rather you should reveal before your name is bigger than you already are. Only UA students and teachers who are familiar with your relationship with Bakugou Katsuki, but now you are a pro-hero. Things would get different. Your path might be harder than others.”
“Oh.” That’s unexpected, he’s thought there would be bloodshed in the Todoroki abode. “how?”
“It depends on where Bakugou Katsuki’s agency is, son. If he’ll be going to us, I assure you we’re doing a public statement the first thing he joins.”
Shouto doesn’t know if his father actually has concerned about their relationship or it’s the fact Katsuki is currently the top UA graduated pro-hero piques his interest. Whatever his father’s planning it’ll be in his gain anyway. At least his father has approved them as a couple.
“We shall see which agency Katsuki favours.”
His father seems to have no other words for him so that he leaves to check on Katsuki. Twenty minutes with his father feels like years.
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Shouto has found Katsuki lying on their futons while the focus is on his phone, fresh out from the bath still wearing nothing but boxer briefs. He gulps before he speaks as calm as he can, “Katsuki?”
He gets hummed and a slight glance in reply.
“Are you still mad?” he asks as he takes a seat next to Katsuki, on the other futon.
“I am disappointed not mad, notice the difference for once. How could you bring Deku up? That was just so shallow.”
“I deeply truly apologise for that. It was my uncontrollable anger came out of me. Are we okay now? I promise I won’t bring Midoriya to spite on you again.”
“Good. There would be no second chance. So how was daddy?”
“...” he raises his brows at Katsuki, really? Endeavour a daddy. He doesn’t even call his father as dad.
“I can’t call him daddy? Oops, how’s Endeavour? You seem well, not terrified,” Katsuki smirks jeeringly at him.
“He wants you to join his agency. He approves of us, I think.”
“He’s the #1 Hero; I suppose that’s only logical for me to join him. I’ll get to be big 10 this year then beat your father’s arse,” Katsuki grins triumphantly, so adorable and excited.
“He wants us to come out to the media though,” he says dropping the bomb.
Katsuki’s expression is pure shocked, mouth agape and even his phone now drops down. “The fuck?”
Shouto rephrases what his father has told him earlier, and Katsuki seems to contemplate about it.
“Yeah sure, that means we can fuck around in front those media.”
To put it simply his head is starting to imagine all sort of sexual escapade that soon would be a reality. His face heats up.
“Now?”
“Still not giving you my arse for like a week.”
“Ugh.”
“Two,” Katsuki smirks and moves to lie on his sides.
“Why?”
“Cuz’ I just have to chastise you for denying and doubting me. Two week is rather easy.”
“You’re so petty.”
“I fucking am.”
“...”
“We can still cuddle though.”
“Deal,” he lay down and embraces Katsuki’s warm body. “we have 30 minutes.”
Katsuki hums and snuggles closer to his neck.
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Enji is still awkward around his children, but he does what he can to support them, after all he has done to his children in the past. Probably the reason why his children choose not to get married was because of his atrocious bad parenting heretofore. He won’t be seeing any grandchild soonest.
He can only imagine.
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Years have passed by as it gives him perceptual experiences about Katsuki and his son are still in their honeymoon phase: a lot of rumour going about their odyssey even in their heroes costumes; he witnesses some that he makes him proud of his son and in-law. Mass media are still pretty harsh in a way that contradicted his feasibility before. He wonders if it was wrong-move to put them together under his agency. Though the good side is a lot of heroes have come out with their orientations.
Oppression toward those who had undeterred being fearlessly come out never ceases, but Katsuki and Shouto are stronger now. He is old now, and Shouto would inheritance his agency or inevitably make a new one. Either way, he will accept any decision Shouto makes.
Enji truly wishes one of his children just adopt or marry. He is desperate for a babe running around the house. He wants to atone his guilt about the past sin he’s purposefully done. Enji is repenting.
One day, may his children absolve him.
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NEWS! HERO GROUND ZERO HAS TURNED INTO A FINE LADY! A GENDERBENT VILLAIN QUIRK!
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