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Shoto had a plan. A very devious, very cruel plan. But he was bored, and he not only wanted, but he needed attention. More specifically, attention from his fiancé, Izuku, who had been on his laptop all day, joining zoom meeting after zoom meeting. He hadn’t spared Shoto a single glance since that morning. It was currently twelve in the afternoon, and Shoto was absolutely fed up.
Maybe it was childish, but quite frankly, he didn’t care. And so he stripped. Yes, stripped. Got rid of all the clothes he was wearing, making sure to do it in the bathroom where he wasn’t at risk of being caught in the middle of his evil plot. Though, he did think about leaving on his boxers, just to show Izuku an ounce of mercy, but then threw that idea right out the window when he heard his fiancé laugh forcefully at a god-awful joke told by one of his managers. He deserved nothing.
Shoto sucked in a giddy breath, his chest hitching with the action. Even though this was supposed to be a funny prank, he couldn’t help but wonder if it would lead to something more. The anticipation rested at the pit of his stomach as he gave himself a once over in the bathroom mirror, appreciating himself before grabbing the doorknob and stepping out of the bathroom. Instantly, goosebumps shot up his arms and legs. He’d forgotten the air conditioner was on.
No matter. He was still doing this. He’d already gone through the effort of getting naked, it was too late to back down now.
Shoto followed the sound of Izuku’s voice chatting away with Toshinori-san, Izuku’s mentor and manager. From what he picked up from the conversation, they were discussing new merchandise ideas. Shoto might’ve sat down beside him and listened in if he weren’t absolutely butt-naked at the moment.
Sacrifices had to be made for times like these.
Shoto quietly stepped into their bedroom, Izuku’s eyes still focused on his laptop screen. God, Shoto was starting to feel a little self conscious. Maybe this wasn’t such a good idea. Technically, this was sexual harassment.
Though before he could run out of the room, put all his clothes back on, and forget anything ever happened, by a stroke of bad luck, Izuku’s eyes wandered right over to him. His first reaction was to smile, though it lasted for all of two seconds before his eyes traveled south and bulged right out of his head, his face instantly turning a violent shade of red.
“Sho—?! A-Ahh—! Yeah, that’s a— really— um, I—“ Izuku floundered, his eyes going back and forth from the screen to Shoto’s very naked body.
“Izuku, my boy, are you alright?” Toshinori-san asked through the screen, definitely noticing the change in Izuku’s demeanor.
Shoto, devilishly satisfied with the results of his plan, stepped a little closer to his fiancé, moving so that he was looming right over the computer screen, watching Izuku writhe and squirm, trying to come up with a valid excuse as to why he was so red.
“It-It just got h-hot all of a sudden! Haha ! Maybe— maybe I should ah— g-go check the air conditioner!” Izuku laughed, strained and pitchy. Just how Shoto liked it.
He was enjoying this way too much. Feeling just a tad sadistic, Shoto put both of his hands on either side of the computer's keyboard, and leaned forward so that he was mere inches away from Izuku’s face.
“You’re a very bad boy, Izuku. Focus on your meeting.” He barely whispered, definitely not loud enough so that Toshinori-san would be able to hear, but loud enough so that Izuku could.
And the reaction was just… astounding.
“A-All Might, I’m going to have to call you back! Mykitchenjustexploded— okaybye !” And with that shrilly departure, the laptop screen was slammed shut, and Izuku fell backwards, his hands covering his face as he let out numerous whines and groans.
Shoto smirked, toying with the idea of teasing him just a bit more. But he thinks he’s done enough of that already. Any more and Izuku might actually explode.
“Tsk, tsk, tsk, Midoriya-san, where are your manners?”
Okay, so maybe he wasn’t opposed to a little more teasing.
Izuku glared at him from the mattress. “ Shoto. Are you crazy—?! He could’ve seen you— you— you’re naked ! Not that I— I’m not enjoying this— but— I was in a meeting !”
Shoto rolled his eyes. “I’m fully aware you were in a meeting, beloved. I was trying to surprise you.” He lied. He’d done this for the sole purpose of getting laid. Watching Izuku squirm was definitely a bonus.
“I’m not upset with you, or anything. You just— really surprised me.” Izuku had calmed down a fraction, though his face was still significantly red. “A good surprise! I— enjoyed it! Actually, um, I might be enjoying it a little too much.”
He adjusted the front of his sweatpants, and Shoto’s eyes widened. He expected it, but somehow he didn’t think it would actually happen. Not that he was opposed to fixing Izuku’s problem.
“When’s your next meeting?” Shoto asked instead, grabbing the laptop and tossing it off to the side, crawling over Izuku’s body and watching him grow a little redder than before.
“U-Uh,” Izuku gulped, checking the time on his watch. “In about twenty minutes, why—!”
Shoto silenced him with a slick pressed kiss, pulling an inch away just to mutter, “that’s enough time.”
And it most definitely was.