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Shouta was confused. He didn’t really remember how he got to the table, let alone how he became a kid again. He looked to Mic worried; did something happen on his patrol last night..?
Shouta then noticed that breakfast was strawberry toast, his favorite… The gaps in memory was getting him confused and hopefully Hizashi could fill him in.
“I’m gonna guess that you got hit by a quick last night while you were on patrol. Do you remember anything that could help?” Hizashi sat down and started to eat, talking with his mouth full.
Shouta frowned as he picked at his food. He didn’t remember going on patrol at all. The last thing he could remember was going to bed with a headache, but even then, his memory of that was hazy.
“I dunno know,” he mumbled; not wanting to meet Mic’s eyes. Feeling somewhat embarrassed, he began to eat to avoid talking.
“Well, we have the day off so let’s get you some clothes that fit first, then we can decide what to do from there.” Mic stood up to rinse his plate off before returning to the table with a cup of coffee, mostly creamer, as Nemuri liked to joke.
“We have the day off from what?”
“Work ya’know. Today’s Thursday.”
“Oh yeah… I forgot. Do you know who’s subbing for you and me?”
“Hmm, probably Toshinori or Nemuri.”
“Ughh. I hope not Toshinori . He sucks.” Shouta done with his food began to lick off the leftover sugar and fruit juice from his plate.
“Don’t be rude babe. He does his best.”
“Tch. His best sucks, always getting blood everywhere and his weird relationship with Midoya… I mean Mido-Midoriya. Blehh I can’t say his name good,” Shouta pouted.
Hizashi laughed and went to clear the table. “Oh, I kinda forgot to mention, but you were acting like a kid when you first woke up. But then you went to normal grumpy Shouchan. You said you were three, but I’m not sure how accurate baby you is.”
“Why didn’t you tell me this sooner… I think I am three though, I can’t feel my quirk and I got it a couple days after I turned four.”
Hizashi glanced over to Shouta who was struggling to get down from the chair. “ You can feel your quirk? Huh, what's it feel like?”
“Ummm, I don't know how to say. Itchy I guess?” Shouta finally managed to get down from the chair where he was met with Mochi who was begging to be pet.
“Do you feel any urges? Like you want to do things kids would do?”
“I just wanna sleep.”
Mic sighed, he couldn’t blame Shouta since it was barely past seven, but still all his husband did was sleep. He looked over to see an empty chair where Shouta had last been. Panic setting in, Hizashi scrambled to look for the now turned toddler, only to find him already asleep under the table.
“Geez, that was fast.” Hizashi began to make plans for the day. An idea formed in his head and he rushed for his phone.
“Yo! Tensei! Are you up? Wanna do me and Shou a favor?”
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About forty five minutes later, Tensei is at the door, smile on his face.
“Where’s the kid? I’ve never seen what Shouta looked like as a baby.” Tensei wheeled himself in, their house already having the accommodations needed to help him move around in his wheelchair.
“I don’t think anyone besides his shitty parents ever saw him as a kid. Y’know how he grew up.” Hizashi’s eyebrows drew together. He will make things right for Shouta. A second chance for a happy childhood.
“Then let’s take lots of pictures to make up for it!” Tensei’s smile shined.
Moving into the living room, the pair sat down on the couch opposite from Shouta who was still fast asleep. The two had already made plans for the day; Tensei would watch over Shouta, while Hizashi would go out to buy clothes and any other necessities the hero turned toddler needed.
“I’m kinda worried for Shouta, I hope this doesn’t affect him too badly. At the very least he doesn’t have his quirk yet.” Hizashi muttered into his tea, face clearly expressing his concerns.
“I’m sure he’ll be fine. You just go out and do some shopping. I’ll take care of the sleeping prince of relaxation.” The nickname brought a grin to both faces. Chugging down the rest of his tea, Hizashi gave Shouta a quick kiss on the forehead before heading out the door.
Tensei, within minutes of Hizashi being gone, was bored. Flipping through the random books on the table and the channels on the tv, nothing seemed to catch his attention. The blue haired man-child spared a glance at the literal man-child. Moving towards him, Tensei grabbed his phone to take pictures of Shouta who was in a cuddle pile with all three cats.
However, before he got the chance to take any, Shouta’s eyes shot open as he sat up proceeding to scare away the cats.
“Yo, are you ok little man?” Shouta nodded before looking around the room.
“Where’s Hizashi?” Shouta pouted, upset that his husband wasn’t with him.
“He went to the store to buy you some stuff. He didn’t want to wake you up so he called me to come babysit you.” Tensei let out a laugh, amused by the fact that Shouta obviously missed his significant other.
Shouta sighed, he honestly didn’t want Tensei here seeing him like this, but there was nothing he could actually do about it while he’s stuck as a baby. Still feeling sleepy, Shouta decided to close his eyes and ignore his friend. Hopefully, the other would get the idea that he wanted to be left alone.
Minutes later, Shouta felt his cheeks being poked. He tried playing dead and continued to close his eyes, but Tensei was persistent. The fingers stopped and Shouta froze. He kept still, pleading that Tensei would just leave him alone. Shouta held his breath when suddenly he was bombarded by Tensei tickling him.
Screaming bloody murder, Shouta tried to get away, but he was no match for Tensei’s strength.
“STOP! STOP! HAHAHA TENSEI!” Tensei feeling like Shouta had enough, stopped tickling to let him catch his breath. He looked over and to see the glare Shouta was trying to give, although it looked more like a pout if anything.
“C’mon Shouta. Play with me,” the blue haired man begged. He thought babies were supposed to be fun. At least Tenya was a fun baby, always running around, crashing into things.
Not receiving an answer, Tensei went to ask again, but before he could Shouta asked, “Who are you?” Tensei blinked.
“Eh? You don’t know who I am?” The boy shook his head, Big gray eyes staring at him. Tensei frowned. Mic had told him that Shouta still had some memories of being an adult, so why didn’t he remember him? His best friend? “Shoutaaaaa! Why don’t you love me?”
“I don’t know you.”
“I’m your best friend Tensei, but you can just call me Oniichan! Please call me Oniichan!”
“Oniichan? I don’t have an older brother. I have an older sister though. I guess I can call you Oniichan then.” Shouta gave a shy smile, happy to have someone who wants to be with him.
Tensei frowned, older sister? He never knew Shouta had one. Tensei was determined to learn everything about Shouta’s older sister.
“What’s your sister’s name?”
“Inko.”
“Inko huh? What’s her quirk? Anything cool?”
“She can make things fly. Kinda slow though.” Shouta made a hand motion Tensei assumed the older sister used.
“You like your Neesan? She nice to ya?”
“Hn! She’s super nice. Oneechan helps me with stuff and plays with me.”
“Ahh that’s good! What do you play? We can play together!”
“Ok. We can play draw. Me and Neechan play that all the time.”
“I’ll go get the stuff you wait here okay Shouta?” With that Tensei left the room eager to finally do something fun.