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Shinsou was in the process of packing up their apartment, when he found an old photo album that denki had started when they all first started dating.

Curious, he figured a break wouldn’t hurt and he buckled down and took his time looking over every photo.

some he remembered being taken, like the one of sero and kami kissing him under the mistletoe their first year dating.

Momo had given it to them as a early Christmas present and Denki had instantly fell in love with it.

Others he couldn’t recall for the life of him when or how it was taken.

(How did somebody get a picture of their first date was the real question).

But as much as it made him smile, none of them were the reason he started tearing up.

When he turned the final page, a photo hidden underneath another had slipped out and what he saw nearly choked him with grief.

It was the last photo they had taken of denki when he was admitted to the hospital.

Sero and Shinsou was wrapped around the sleeping blonde and all three looked peaceful.

Denki couldn’t sleep unless his boyfriends were beside him, so they climbed in to stop his whining and Mina had took the photo when she stopped by.

The next morning he was taken for surgery and was pronounced dead by cardiac arrest.

Mina had given them the photo after the funeral hoping to ease some of the pain.

Shinsou couldn’t stop the tears that escaped or  the wail that climbed its way up from the depths of his broken heart.

He didn’t stop crying when sero came running out to comfort him or even try and take the photo from him.

Nothing was going to ease this pain of losing one of his soulmates, not moving apartments, not visiting his grave, nothing was ever going to be okay again.

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“ Look at all the couples using the cold as an excuse to cuddle. It’s gross, do they not have any shame?” Denki scoffed.

The common room was being used as a lovers winter retreat apparently, since every couple in class 3-A seem to have taken it over.

“I know dude I’m getting sick just looking at them, I think I even threw up a little in my mouth.” Sero agreed.

The tape hero tightened his arm around denki and shifted the blanket when he saw it was slipping off their legs.

“What are you idiots complaining about now?” Shinsou asked as he passed his boyfriends the cup of hot chocolate they begged him to make for them and sat down in his previous seat next to sero.

They both perked up and kissed his cheek in thanks before taking a sip humming contentedly.

“Just how the couples here at UA are pathetic. We don’t need no stupid excuse to snuggle with our boyfriend, we’ll do it just because. Isn’t that right Hanta?” Denki said smugly and laughed when sero nodded with a serious look on his face.

Shinsou just rolled his eyes and took a sip of his tea, he was in love with two idiots.

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Sero was in the middle of an amazing dream that involved a can of whip cream and his two mates.

But sadly, he would never find out the ending because he felt the annoying feeling of his subconscious waking up and somebody shaking him.

The alpha slapped the hand away, hoping to get just a few more minutes and to see what toshi had planned on doing with the chocolate syrup when he felt the shaking get even more persistent and with a growl he opened his eyes ready to give somebody a piece of his mind.

All annoyance vanished when he was met with the teary eyes of his little omega.

Without prompt, he quickly sat up and let denki fall into his arms, using his hands to check for injuries.

“Kami? What’s wrong? is it the baby?” Sero rubbed his mate belly hidden beneath the large cat shirt he was 99 percent sure belonged to their other mate.

When he didn’t find nothing wrong, only the usual kicks from their active little one he turned tired curious eyes to his unusually silent mate.

“Kami?”

“No, nothing is wrong I just.. I just miss Toshi.” He mumbled into Sero chest.

Sero heart ached because he missed their mate too.

The other alpha had been sent on a mission out of town for the last three days, and wouldn’t be back for three more.

The underground hero called and texted when he could, but he had to go radio silent a lot of times and his mates were missing him something fierce.

“I know babe, but you know he wouldn’t want us to be sad and he’ll call us idiots for even moping around.” Sero joked.

But the blonde didn’t even budge, so when that didn’t get a reaction he went to plan b.

“Don’t be sad babe, I’ll make you one of Those peanut butter and marshmallow fluff sandwiches you love so much.”

 The brunette cooed and knew he won when he saw one golden eye peek out from his shoulder.

“With Lay chips to go on top?” Denki inquired.

“I won’t even gag this time when you eat it.” Sero solemnly promised.

The alpha laughed when denki quickly perked up and waddled his way to the kitchen.

God Sero loved his life.

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Shinsou was a heartbeat away from killing the blockheads he unfortunately called his boyfriends.

They were just making it to their apartment from the Christmas party their agency threw.

While there the idiots had decided to issue a drinking contest against deku and Bakugou, knowing that they were lightweights and didn’t have a chance in hell of beating them.

 But of course they egged each other on and now Shinsou was dealing with the misfortune of dragging them home and getting them in bed.

It was like dealing with two toddlers: annoying and frustrating.

“Take your clothes off and get in bed.” He growled and was just waiting for them to talk so he could just command their ass in the bed and get some sleep.

“Damn Toshi you a freak, you really want some of the charge bolt and cellophane right now?” Denki leered at him.

The blonde was lying on the floor of their bedroom with sero sprawled across his stomach.

“His a super freak, super freakyyyyy. Sero slurred and clumsily high fived his other boyfriend before they both collapsed into a fit of drunk giggles.

Shinsou just sighed, but couldn’t even bring himself to ruin their fun and command them to bed.

Ge hid a smile and just went to shower knowing they would eventually follow.

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Mina and eijirou has been just relaxing in the living room, enjoying a rare moment of freedom.

It was quiet and they both had decided to spent it just playing cards and enjoying each other’s presence.

When all of a sudden, they heard hurried footsteps heading their way from the stairs and looked up to see denki running in with a upset look on his face.

Before they could ask him what was wrong, sero was running in after him looking distressed.

“ I really just need you to go right now, I can’t even look at you.” Denki growled.

The blonde’s  eyes were wide and anybody who looked close enough would see the tears threatening to fall.

“Kami please, I made a mistake!” Sero pleaded.

The tape hero was holding denki’s hand and looked close to tears himself.

“A mistake?!” Denki shrieked.

He had snatched his hand away and turned on the brunette fury in his eyes. 

 Mina winced at the increase in volume and eijirou looked close to going over there in solving whatever they were going through, always the peacemaker.

“You don’t fucking mistakenly eat somebody’s last bag of Swedish fish!

You knew I was saving that and you still ate it!

You know I really thought you were bae, but it turns out you were just fam.”

Denki shook his head in disappointment before going to his room and you would have thought he had broken up with sero by the devastated look on his face.

He quickly ran after the blonde trying to convince the hero to be forgive him and take it back.

“Those fucking idiots I don’t know how Shinsou put up with them.”Mina growled and eijirou just shook his head.

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Shinsou was leaving from the final class of the day when he heard his name being called.

He didn’t have to turn around to know it was the blonde who has latched himself to him when he first was transferred to class 1-A.

Not that he was complaining, it was nice to know that somebody genuinely wanted to hang with him and wasn’t scared to speak freely without fear of his quirk.

“Hey man, what are you doing tonight? Sero and I was planning on trying to get the class to play manhunt and wanted to know if you wanted to join our team! you’ll be so awesome and kick ass!”

 Denki rambled on once he caught up to the mind controller.

Shinsou nodded and hummed at the appropriate times, but he was more so distracted by the shorter man besides him.

The blonde was pretty, no doubt about it. He had one of the brightest smiles he ever seen and the way that his honey colored eyes would sparkle when he told one of his lame jokes or delivered an awful pick up line made it hard not to fall for him.

“ I like seeing you smile, you should smile more dude.”

Denki had said before delivering one of those heart stopping smiles of his and waving as he walked into his room.

Shinsou has been so distracted and caught up in his thoughts, he didn’t even notice that they had made it back to the dorms or that he was smiling.

The mind controller could feel his face heat up and knew that he was probably redder than a tomato.

Damn the things that boy did to him.

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Hanta had never felt this tired before.

At thirty two, he could see why so many pros retire by the time they hit their 50s.

Being a hero took a lot out of you mentally, and physically.

Right now, sero felt pushed to his limits and was more than grateful to make it home.

The warm glow of their porch lights was a beacon he gladly allowed himself to follow, and when he stepped into the house he allowed himself to enjoy the feel of the door on his back.

The pro let the sound of the tv that denki always played at a stupidly loud volume wash over him and let the smell of something delicious finally get his feet moving to where he knew he’ll find one of his husbands.

Shinsou looked relaxed and every part the househusband denki and him called the mind controller, since he cooked the most out of the three.

Sero could cook but stuck to most basic things, while denki could burn cereal if you let him.

“Hey you, how was work?”

Shinsou turned from the stove and leaned up to meet the taller of the two when he heard the footsteps coming from the front door.

“Long, I’ve missed you, I missed you both so much.” Sero muttered against his lips and wrapped his arms around the other man when he turned his back to watch the food.

“We missed you too baby.”

Sero just smiled and kissed wild purple locks and enjoyed the way his home covered all his senses and relaxed him better than any thing can.

It was good to finally be home.

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Some things are hard to unlearn and even harder to keep applying and using.

When you make a choice, it’s easy to choose the safest choice in life.

The one that rarely lead you off the path that everybody around you have placed for you to take, but we must branch out and not resist change.

It’s neither good nor bad, it’s what we make it and very rarely do most people choose the ones that impact them in a huge way.

Sometimes people will never adjust to change,  but that’s okay.

It was never meant for us to get comfortable with.

Shinsou thought on the advice that Aizawa-sensei had given him a while back, when he broke down after one to many nights of his anxiety eating at him.

He cried to the older man about his fear of failing the people around him who gave him a chance to show that he had more than a villain quirk.  

He told him about his fears of disappointing him, about letting down his classmates and proving those old voices right.

He had been terrified when he applied for the hero course, getting into class A would have changed everything, and he didn’t know at the time if he was ready for such a change to happen.  

But as he laid there squished in the middle of his boys, He felt complete.

The both of them fast asleep and cuddled as close as possible, all three laying on denki’s tiny bed in the U.A dorms, sero’s favorite playlist playing as background music to their little picturesque moment.

Shinsou realized he would never adjust to the changes that came his way, but that was okay.

Some things you never wanna lose that awe and fear that it inspired in you.

Some things were worth not getting adjusted too.

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“Bro you have idea what you’re talking about! it smelled like licorice, oranges, lavender and coffee!” Denki argued, his hands waving for emphasis.

“And dude I’m telling you that I smelled leather, coffee, coconut and lavender!” Sero said before he quickly leaned over and stole a sausage off the Hufflepuff’s plate ignoring his sputtering.

“Whatever dude, I know I did that potion right, so what does it matter if we smelled some things different? At Least we both got the lavender and coffee smell right.” the gryffindor concluded.

Denki sighed and grudgingly agreed, before digging into his food with a pout.

The blonde swatted at the brunette when he teasingly tried to steal more food just because he liked seeing the blonde smile at his attempts.

“I still don’t understand what was the point of us making that potion amor- whatever it’s called.”

Denki grumbled still stumped over the different  smells that in his mind had no connection whatsoever.

“It’s called Amortentia dumbass, and I think it’s suppose to be some kinda love potion.

I couldn’t hear the explanation professor snape gave on it’s purpose because somebody thought it was cool to talk my ear off the whole time.“

Sero rolled his eyes as he got up and grabbed the blonde’s wrist.

”Let’s go see what toshi is doing, I remembered he had to make that same potion yesterday.”

“Yea! I remember he said his smelled like leather, licorice, oranges and coconut too! Maybe it has to do with our favorite scents?”

As they walked out of the great hall chattering away, they didn’t see the looks on their classmates faces or the snickering that was going around the table.

“Should we tell them?” Mina smirked.

The gryffindor had been in the same potion’s class as the Slytherin and had seen the look of realization on his face when he smelled his potion.

They all knew that he was going to have a heart attack when he got to hear what denki and sero’s potion smelled like.  

“Nah, I want to see how it all unfolds when they realize they all love each other.” Uraraka snickered.  

“Teenage love affairs are so adorable.” Momo sighed lovingly before they all burst out laughing.

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“Shinsou please don’t Shut us out.” sero pleaded through the door.

Theu could see the shadow of Shinsou leaning against the door and knew the mind controller could hear them.

Just like they could hear the quiet sniffling the purple haired man was trying so hard to stifle.

“You don’t have to talk babe, we could just sit together and when you’re ready, we’ll be ready to listen.”

Denki was leaning against the door in a mirror pose to the one they knew for a fact Shinsou was in.

The blonde grabbed hanta’s hand needing the contact to ground and comfort him.

He was close to tears himself and was truly lost.

Shinsou had been tossing and turning, waking the other two up and they quickly concluded it must have been a nightmare.

When they finally had got him up, he looked so small and shaken, it had broke their hearts.

They all got nightmares,  it was a side effect that unfortunately came with the job of being a pro hero.

But this one did a real number on Shinsou, the haunted look in those beautiful eyes that they both loved so much, shook them to the core.

They hadn’t seen that look on their husband face in years.

 They desperately needed to know what rattled him that deeply that he felt the need to shut himself off in the bathroom, ignoring the pleads and cries from his husbands.

“What if I’m broken? I’ve done things I have never told you guys, things I had to do to survive before Aizawa adopted me.

I’m so so scared that if you guys knew, you would be disgusted.”

Was the anguished answer that was said so softly they had to strain their ears to even hear their lover.

“You’re not broken honey, you never were. We’ll still love you no matter what you have done in the past, we would never judge you for it. We love you toshi please never forget that.” Denki said back soothingly.  

“The things we’ve done to survive doesn’t define us babe, they are just little and big parts that shape us, but doesn’t complete us.” Sero added on.

They didn’t receive an answer back but the sobbing they heard was an answer enough.

They spent the next two hours filling the silence with anecdotes, stories and jokes, Anything to distract their husband from his demons.

It wasn’t until the sun was almost up, did they finally heard the loud click of an door being unlocked.

They didn’t hesitate to go inside.

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“Kami i’m fine, let me see your face.”

Sero was exhausted, but his body was still coming down from its adrenaline rush it was put through.

Now his focus was on making sure the blonde before him was okay.

He had took a pretty hard hit to the face and now his cheek was turning a horrible shade of purple and he knew that Shinsou wasn’t going to be happy to see them so banged up.

Although Sero winced, the blonde had taken the most damage against the villain of the week and was now propped up on the hospital bed trying to convince his overzealous boyfriend that he was okay.

“Stop being so fucking stubborn dude!”

Sero was getting borderline frustrated and was close to throttling the other man.

“Babe I’m okay I’ll put some ice on it and sleep it off.” denki dismissed.

Sero wanted to argue but he could see how tired the blonde really was and how he was desperately trying to hide it.

So with a sigh, the brunette just gathered the blonde off the bed and into his lap and just thanked whoever was listening that they had another day to fight and kiss and argue.

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Shinsou thought nothing could compare to how nervous he felt when he was applying for the heroes course all those years ago, but that was a piece of cake compared to now.

Hitoshi managed to trip over his feet, spill his wine on the table cloth and nearly rip his buttons trying to hastily button them.

But he was determined to push through and do what he set out to do.

Propose to the two best men in the world.

Hanta and denki was a sight for sore eyes and Hitoshi couldn’t wait to get them home.

Sero looked so handsome in his rose covered button up and his face alight with joy and laughter.

Hitoshi was stumped on how people could ever think this amazing man was ever plain?

Denki of course, looked gorgeous as well.

His hair was pinned back to show off the amazing details he put into his makeup, and the off shoulder bodysuit with high waisted jeans was enough to make Shinsou growl at several people who gawked at the blonde’s beauty.

Clearing his throat Hitoshi waited till two pairs of brown and gold eyes was fully focused on him before he started his speech.

“ You both know that I love you right?”

The underground hero got two nods and gentle confused smiles his way that gave him the strength to forge on.

“When I first joined class 1-A I had no intentions of making friends.

I had been alone for so long I was afraid I didn’t know what it was like not to be, so I threw myself into my studies and told myself I was fine with being alone.

But before I knew it, two idiots were determined to make friends with me and wouldn’t leave me alone till I agreed to hang out and ever since then, it’s always been us three and I hope it’s always like that.”

He took a look up to determine their reactions and was met with a pair of wide pair of gold eyes shiny with tears and grey eyes that look surprisingly misty.

“I’ve spent far too long doing this makeup to start crying right now.” denki complained but otherwise kept quiet sensing that this was a serious moment.

“Well doll you might wanna run to the bathroom after this.” Shinsou joked, before he finally reach into both his pockets and kneeled in front of his soulmates.

“You both are my better parts and I would appreciate it if you both agreed to being husbands with me and each other, the details could get ironed out later but my point is will you both marry me?”

Sero was glad that he was already on the ground because they both tackled him, practically screaming their answer and covering his face with kisses.

He exhaled shakily and held his fiancées close.

He was no longer alone.

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Denki should have realized something was up when he heard giggling as he walked into the classroom, but he was too tired to think it over or to even notice how intently everybody was watching for his reaction.

It wasn’t until he came onto a pikachu stuffed animal and a folded fleece blanket, (one that he had just been drooling over with deku last weekend) did he realize why everybody had gotten quiet.

His face was flaming hot, but he couldn’t stop the smile from spreading on his face.

This was a courting gift.

Somebody wanted to court him!

He picked up both items and brought them up to his nose and inhaled the musk.

It smelled like two different scents that complimented each other.

It smelled like black coffee and mint, like home and warmth and it was addicting.

He tucked them into his bag and put his face in his hands hoping to hide how happy he felt and how hopelessly he was already in love with the alphas who left the gift.

(He knew for a fact it was two different alphas, the scents were too different.)

He didn’t know who they were but he was excited to see how the rest of his courting went.

He never saw two faces peering into the little window or them high fiving at the success of their intended accepting their courtship.

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Please..don’t stop.

Denki couldn’t remember getting this drunk.

He didn’t remember dragging a equally drunk Shinsou to his room, didn’t remember kissing him and telling him that come morning he’ll probably be too hung over to remember this, but it wasn’t his concern.

That was future kami’s problem. Now he was being swept off his feet, kissed and loved on like he always wanted.

God, he wish he didn’t had to rely on alcohol to be brave, to confess, to act on the crush his harbored forever.

Oh god I love you I always loved you.

He ran his hands through wild purple locks and giggled drunkenly when he felt kisses being laid against flushed cheeks.

He wished he could stay in this moment forever, but eventually morning would come and with it regrets and broken hearts.

For now as he took off the mind controller shirt and pulled the sheet over them both, he let himself enjoy the heat they shared and the hot kisses being exchanged.

Just in case it was the first and last time they ever did this.

Please, please don’t stop.

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Sero was caressing the man before him, trying to pour his devotion and love into every burning kiss and sear his love across tan skin.

The blonde was gasping his name like a prayer and his back was arched trying to get closer to the man who was dragging him under, only to pull him back from the brink.

Sero took his time thrusting into the tight and wet heat, wanting to enjoy every squeak and cut off moan escaping red lips.

Here in the dark, they worshipped each other, made temples and shrines out of their broken pieces and love.

They loved like two people who have never found God until tonight.

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“Hanta keep your eyes open, you hear me?”

Shinsou was struggling to keep the panic and pain out of his voice, knew If Sero heard it he would panic too.

“I’m so tired babe, are we going to die here?” Sero whimpered.

The brunette could barely see through the haze, but he could make out the blood drenching his hands and chest.

The pro hero knew that Shinsou was trying to keep a brave face but he was suffering too.

Sero wasn’t too far gone that he didn’t see Hitoshi wincing whenever he adjusted Sero in his lap so he could turn from their hiding spot to see if help was coming anytime soon.

“I love you Toshi so much..”

“Listen to me Hanta there’s no dying. there is no you or me or them.

There’s just us, just keep your hand in mine and look to me okay? You are not leaving me yet, okay? I love you too, so much.”

Sero closed his eyes and prayed that if he didn’t make it, at least let his love live on.

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“Come on babe, come here to daddy.”  Sero sat down at the table and coaxed his babyboy into his lap, his smirk was dangerous and enticing.

Denki happily climbed into his favorite spot. He crossed long legs over the arm of the chair they shared and blissfully wrapped his arms around that long neck.

The blonde’s bangles tinkering as he got comfortable and hummed in contentment.

Denki loved the way big hands rubbed at the strip of skin that wasn’t covered by his boots or shorts,  reciprocated that same gentle love with the way he scratched sero’s fresh undercut with a fresh manicure.

Once the room was filled with his business partners, Sero sat up a little straighter and kissed denki on the head

“Gentlemen should we begin?”

Watching Sero take control always drove Denki wild with want.

Denki was more than happy with the life he was living, but many others would disagree.

Denki gave up everything for this man.

When he told denki that he wasn’t planning on being legit, that his family was deeply entwined with the yakuza and he had no intentions of cutting ties with that side, denki didn’t hesitant to step in the darkness with him.

The golden eyed beauty  didn’t waver when he had to pick up a gun and learn how to kill, lie and cheat, did it all with a smile and a hand held in his lover’s.  

Denki snapped out of his thoughts when Sero slapped his ass in warning for spacing off.

“I need you in these meetings so they know not to fuck with either of us, that you aren’t just my wife I keep in the house. You’re my partner in all aspects of my life.”

“Yes daddy.”

The slap had him biting his lip as heat flushed through him, it made him want to get on his knees right then and there.

He didn’t care that they were in a meeting with that most important men in Japan.

The whole world could be watching and he still wouldn’t give a fuck.

He’ll rob, kill and do anything for his husband.

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Sero tried to stifle the sobs threatening to leave her chest but it was so hard when denki was eating her out like a fucking snack.

Hanta had both hands tangled in her girlfriend’s long hair.

She didn’t know if she wanted to pull her closer or push her away.

The blonde looked up and made eye contact with her girlfriend just so she could see the look of pleasure on her face when she wrapped her lips around her clit and sucked hard.

“Oh fuck, denki!” Sero almost screamed she was practically riding her girlfriends face at this point.

The blonde was no better, she was two fingers deep, trying to chase her own pleasure as her girlfriend fell apart above her.

Denki chin was covered in her girlfriend slick and she was loving it.

She wanted the brunette to scream and shout, let the whole fucking school know how good her girlfriend satisfied her.

“Babe can we please go back to the dorms please, I want to ride you on the bed.”

Sero was trying her hardest to talk through her pleasure but her mind was jumbled.

Words weren’t forming right on her heavy tongue and her eyes were threatening to roll to the back of her head.

Denki got on her knees properly and threw one of her girlfriend long legs over her shoulder so she had a better angle.

“But Hana why would we go back to the dorms when we are in a perfectly good spot? Everybody’s in class.”

Denki whispered back up to her girlfriend her gold eyes flashing with lust and trouble.

She kissed the taller girls clit before diving back in, intent on making the brunette cum.

Hanta arched her back and threw her head back so it banged against the bathroom stall, but the pain hardly registered when she felt her girlfriend add two fingers  along side her tongue.

Sero sobbed.

They were going to be here a while. 

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Shinsou cursed when he realized he couldn’t find his favorite jacket.

He had been ruffling through his closet for 10 minutes and tore apart his room for 20 trying to find it.

He sighed and ran his hands through his Mohawk,

He doubt his boyfriends would know, but it wouldn’t hurt to ask.

Making his way to the third floor to Denki’s room first? he knocked and called out.

”Hey babe have you seen my teal jacket? The one that Sero brought me for my birthday?”

When he received no answer the alpha frowned and jiggled the doorknob and  he was surprised to see it unlocked.

Shrugging he let himself in.

“Hey babe?”

Taking a look around he didn’t see the blonde omega.

Confused, he was going to make his way to his other omega room when he heard soft noises from the closest.

The alpha was curious and decided it couldn’t hurt to see what the sound was, he  opened it only to see both of his omega’s fast asleep curled into each other with what looked like a nest.

He knew that Sero heat was coming up so he's not even surprised to see them already nesting, Teenage omegas tend to nest in closets because it’s more secluded and is harder to find.

Smiling and jacket forgotten, Shinsou leaves to go get them snacks and some drinks.

There are more important things for him to attend too.

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“You know kitten we could fly your family out here, it’ll be perfect Place to say our vows.”

Shinsou turned his head to gauge his fiancé reaction to his suggestion.

He grabbed Hanta hand and kissed it lightly, his heart beating fast as he took in the way caramel colored skin glowed in the sun.

Hanta bit his lip and looked back at the beach house they were staying in before turning back to lightly grab his face and caressed it.

“Do you think they would be mad that we are not having a big wedding?”

Sero got up when Hitoshi tugged on his hand and allows himself to be sat on the shorter man lap and automatically curled around him.

“I doubt they would care about that babe as long as we were happy with our choice.”

Shinsou kissed the brunette softly and hummed his pleasure with the man deepened the kiss.

After lazily trading sloppy and teasing licks and bites Sero broke apart to beam a smile at his fiancé.

“Let’s get married here then!”

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Denki was bored, a bored Denki wasn’t a happy one.

He was bored enough to start bordering on being pissed off.

He inspected his nails and clicked his tongue when he saw that he had chipped one of them.

That wouldn’t do, that would cost hanta another 200, 100 for his set and another 100 as an inconvenience fee.

Rolling out of bed he carelessly threw the silk sheets off of him and walked out of the master bedroom with only a sheer robe on. 

Denki lazily looking around the marble halls, his blonde hair stood out among the shades of black and white.

One of his hands swung by his side as the other fiddled with the ring on his finger. 

He could see the maids whispering furiously as he strutted past and his robe trailed behind him like water.

He didn't care much for what they said, it probably was the same thing.

They whispered about how he was a whore, how the boss could do so much better, but there wasn't shit they could do.

Denki sero was here to stay and it didn't matter about his past, because hanta didn't care. 

He smirked and adjusted his favorite collar, it was a heavy thing that sparkled and gleamed, filled with yellow diamonds based on his eyes.

His daddy liked to pamper him, spoil him with riches and anything his heart desired, whether that was a new Porsche, designer bags or a trip to any part of the world, it was all at the tips of his fingers. 

He shivered as he remembered the day he met the man, how captivated he was by the money first and then beautiful gray eyes, second.

Denki was always looking for his next come up.

He had been at his favorite hunting grounds, Yuuei where he had met several of his past sugar daddies, and Hanta Sero had been the perfect target. 

Denki had slid up to where the other man was relaxing and smiled his megawatt smile.  

“You looked lonely, thought I’ll come to give you some company. I’m Denki kaminari but all my friends call me Kami.” 

Hanta raised an eyebrow at the pretty little thing.

He was gorgeous, his dark skin was flawless and cat-like eyes that shined like melted gold had his attention in seconds. 

He raised his hand for another glass and slid it over to Denki who hummed in pleasure. 

“ Hanta Sero.” 

Denki leaned forward and peered at the man under his lashes. 

“Take me home Hanta Sero.” 

It had been love at first spend.

It didn’t take long for Denki to rope the older man under him, he had the businessman wrapped around his manicured fingers and before they knew it, he was married and living in wealth.

 He was knocked out of his daydream when he realized that he reached his destination: hanta’s office.

He could hear hanta’s smooth husky voice talking business and all other boring shit he couldn’t give two shits about. 

Without knocking he sauntered in, and once he saw that his husband was on the phone, he immediately made his way to his desk where he perched right on the edge, letting his robe fall gracefully open exposing a slim body and panties that hugged him in all the right places.  

Hanta raised an eyebrow at his husband's sudden appearance but wasted no time hanging up the phone. 

Leaning back in his chair, he held out a hand to pull the younger man in his lap smiling softly as he laid a loving kiss on his baby boy’s curls. 

“And what did I do to deserve a visit from the Ice princess himself.” Hanta purred with a shit-eating grin on his face.

Denki rolled his eyes before tucking himself under the taller man’s chin and turning his pout to his husband. 

Denki could admit he was pretty lucky, hanta was only a good 12 years older than his age of 25, 23 when they met.

He was very handsome and caring, but most importantly generous with his money.

“I’m bored daddy.” 

He fiddled with the businessman’s tie and didn’t have to wait for long till hanta adjusted him so he was straddling him.

Denki sighed happily when hanta hummed against his throat and started nibbling and laying sensual kisses on his neck. 

“Oh? That usually means either one of two things, you are about to cost me some money, or my baby is feeling neglected and wants his daddy's attention.”

Hanta grabbed Denki’s ass and pulled him closer to their erections rubbed together. 

His baby was so cute, always pouting and demanding his love and attention.

He’ll give the world to the blonde, all he had to do was ask and he shall receive.

Denki giggled and threaded his fingers through hanta’s soft locks and kissed him all over his handsome face.

“How about both?”

Chapter Text

“ Reveal yourself! Show the heroes who you really are!”

Nobody had seen it coming when the truth finally came out.

Nobody could quit stifle the cries that tore out their throats and the absolute disbelief that brought them to their knees as they watched their beloved classmate, friend, lover push himself on skinned knees and unsteady feet.

They weren’t ready for the way fingers outstretched themselves to the open palm so graciously and faithfully. 

“ No..No de..Denki what are you doing? Get back!” Shinsou had yelled.

All around him, their classmates' voices raised in confusion and fear. 

This was their pikachu, their go to friend, their happy go lucky classmate who always had a smile and laugh ready at the drop of a dime, walking with the saddest look on his face into the group of villains waiting for him. 

Tomura chuckled once Denki took his hand and stood behind him. 

“For a bunch of heroes to be at the top hero school you’re fucking idiots. Your little classmate isn’t who he said is, or rather who he was.”

Tomura’s raspy voice was low but every word was heard. 

Shinsou heart felt like it shattered on the next words uttered:

“Meet the U.A traitor!” 

Chapter Text

Denki choked on a sob as Mina slowly rubbed his back.

God how could he have been so stupid? He should have known it was too good to be true. 

“I..I felt sparks Mina. I really thought he  was the one.” 

The pink haired girl felt her own eyes water with sympathetic tears.

God Denki of all people did not deserve being toyed with. 

“I know you did honey.” 

Both thought back on what happened hours ago.

Bakugou roared at Shinsou and tried to get another punch in before Kirishima and Mina pulled him away from the battered boy. 

Shinsou was laid out on the floor with a hand pressed against a bruised cheek. 

Confusion swirled in denki’s chest. 

What was going on?

But before he could step forward and make his way to his boyfriend, the next words through the air had him frozen in shock. 

“So was it fucking funny to you? Did you get your shits and giggles knowing that you made a fucking hero to be from 1-a fall in love with you over a dare? Was it fucking worth it?” 

Denki's feet had carried him to the middle of the gym before he even realized he moved. 

“A dare?” 

Purple eyes shot up to him and widened. 

Shinsou scrambled to get up and reach out for Denki's hand, only to feel a flash of hurt and panic when Denki quickly pulled it away. 

“Wha..what’s he talking about toshi?” Denki's voice wobbled and he sounded dangerously close to tears. 

“I..kitt.. Denki.. I was going to tell you the truth!” 

“You lying piece of shit! Stop lying and tell him how you were stringing him along! How your whole relationship was based off a fucking lie!”

Bakugou broke free and growled in shinsou’s face: “You don’t fucking deserve Denki!”

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This is not a love story. 

Or atleast, not a happy one. 

They say a good love story has a meet cute, a comedic middle and a happy ending. 

For Denki and I, we got the beginning, the middle but somewhere in between the first and last kiss, we never quite made it to the ending we deserved. 

But I’m getting ahead of myself, let’s start at the beginning to the end, shall we? 

But I warn you, it doesn’t end well. 

Depression.

147 days. 

That’s how long it’s been since Kaminari Denki has been gone.

I don’t want to count the days anymore, but I can’t stop because it’s the only thing that’s grounding me. 

If I let myself stop counting, stop reaching out for the other side of our bed which has long gone cold in his absence, I would forget. 

And I’m not quite ready to let go of the only man I have ever loved. 

28 months.

That’s how long it took for Denki to succumb to the disease that slowly took, and took until he had nothing else to give.

He didn’t tell a soul about his diagnosis, hid it until it was much too late for anything to be done. 

“Shinsou please, we know you're in there.” 

How many times did I lay in this very bed with the man I supposedly claimed to love and not notice something was wrong?

How did I miss the signs of fatigue, smiles that seemed too wide and bags under once bright gold eyes? Was I too selfish? 

Was I too wrapped up in my own life that I couldn’t spare a few minutes of my precious time to notice that the love of my life was hiding a double life  right before my eyes?

No.

It wasn’t that I was too self absorbed to notice, it was that Denki had been better at hiding it.  

Did he realize that in trying to lessen the pain by hiding them behind bright smiles and the sweetest kisses, that it had only hurt me more?

Now I’m left with the pieces and I’m still scrambling to put them back together again. 

10 knocks each. 

That’s how many I hear throughout my days, cooped up in our apartment.

Our place still had traces of Denki all over it.

The laundry he always forgot to put away, our engagement photos, the various Knick knacks they had brought and refused to throw away was scattered around, collecting dust. 

“Please Toshi, Denki wouldn’t want this for you!” 

I tug the sheets over my head, hoping to block out the pleas of my friends.

Hitoshi didn’t want to move or think. He wanted the world to stop.

Allow him his moment to grieve.

He wanted Denki back, wanted to wake up to a mouth full of blonde hair again, wanted to hear loud laughter and terrible singing from the showers again.

So let his friends and family keep banging and screaming until their faces turn blue.

I guess neither of us would get what we wanted huh Denki? 

Guilt.

The last video Denki left him played on repeat.

He looked so sick yet he still made sure to record and leave something behind for hos heartbroken lover. 

You could be angry at a lot of things Hitoshi, but please don’t be angry with yourself.

I wanted to live, to enjoy my time with you without you thinking about how much time we had left. 

And all Hitoshi could do was sob, as he realized that this would be the first time in a while that he has heard the voice of his lover. 

Bargaining.

“It isn’t fair! Why him huh? Why him? Take me too, please.. I can’t live without him!” 

I have so many questions Denki.

But what’s the point of asking them when you aren’t here to give me the answers I need. 

Depression.

“How do I get over him? How do I move on?” 

Aizawa looked at me with the softest eyes. 

“You don’t. You just learn to live with the pain until it is nothing but a dull ache.”

Desperation/Anger.

You have ruined me Denki kaminari.

No other person would fit the spot in my heart that was made by you and only for you. 

Anger.

“I still love you.” I croak out.

My hands wouldn’t stop shaking as I traced the kanji for lover over and over again. “But I don’t want too.” 

Silence was my companion, me and it have become well acquainted with each other over the past year.

Acceptance.

Shinsou didn’t hear the cries of his friends, didn’t hear the paramedics break the door down, just felt the cool feeling of freeness and saw a bright light.

Denki’s bright face was the first thing he saw. 

And just like he used to, he smiled like sunshine and said: welcome home. 

And Hitoshi could do was sob out:

“It feels good to be home.”

As I said before, it’s not a love story. 

Or at least, not a happy one.