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it was around 12:47am when shouta heard a knock at the door to his one-bedroom dorm. at first, he thought that he may have been imagining it considering how sleep-deprived he was and how late it was, but he figured he’d get up and check anyway. prying his husband’s arms from around his waist, he heaved himself up from the bed and turned on the bedside lamp.
a half-asleep hizashi mumbled a quiet "hmm?" and squinted at shouta, completely dead to the world without his hearing aids or glasses. shouta signed, someone’s at the door, which only confused him more, ruffling a hand through his sleep-tousled blonde hair and rubbing his tired eyes.
shouta shuffled to the door, wondering who would even be awake at this hour. he cautiously opened it and found a distressed toshinori waiting on the other side.
“hey, i- uh, i hope i didn’t wake you?” he smiled bashfully, placing a hand on his neck.
shouta blinked slowly at him, grizzled face boring into his soul. “no, you didn’t. can’t sleep. what’s going on?”
the older man paced nervously, unable to hold his gaze. “well, i- this is stupid, i shouldn’t have- uhm-“
from behind shouta, hizashi(now Fully Equipped with a hearing aid and glasses) called out, “toshi! what brings you here this time of night?”
toshinori couldn’t backpedal at that point, with hizashi’s bright, benevolent eyes and toothy smile greeting him with such excitement.
“goodness, this is kind of embarrassing, but i, um,” he paused, looking at his feet. “i had a panic attack, i think that’s what it’s called, and i- well, i was wondering if i could join you both for the night? maybe just hang out or… something?”
the two other men looked at toshinori, then at each other, then back at toshinori.
“if not that’s okay, i know we haven’t really discussed-“
“toshi, we’d love to have you,” shouta jumped in.
“r-really?”
“yeah! and hey, tosh? there’s nothing wrong with asking for a little extra lovin’ when you need it. no reason to be embarrassed about it hun! i’m glad you’re here!”
shouta nodded pensively. “yeah, what hizashi said, minus all the weird ass slang.”
toshi chuckled at their antics, then shuffled his feet for a moment as he thought it all over. “s’long as you’re okay with it.”
hizashi began bouncing around, as he does, chanting, “sleepover! sleepover! sleepover!”
shouta leant in towards toshinori. “i think you’d be doing more harm than good if you took this away from him,” he fake-whispered.
“hey, i heard that!” hizashi countered, gesturing towards his hearing aid.
shouta and hizashi made way for toshi to come inside, hizashi holding one of his hands and dragging him along.
they had gone on a handful of dates with toshi, some of them ending in hand-holding and goodbye-kisses as they parted ways, but none of them going as far as cuddling or sleeping in the same bed. it wasn’t a crazy jump, but it was still a jump in their relationship. the husbands had made it very clear to toshi that he could come to them for anything, which included late-night panic attacks, especially considering his track record with mental health issues.
“tosh! are you comfortable with cuddling, my dear?” hizashi inquired, rubbing toshi’s arm. they were standing at the edge of the bed(save for shouta who was already under the covers), trying to map out their night.
“oh, uh, yeah!” he laughed nervously. “it’s been a while, though.”
“well lucky for you we’ve got some grade-a cuddlers here! right shou-chan?”
“something like that.”
toshi sat on the edge of the bed while hizashi climbed on, getting comfortable. they left room for him in the middle and patted that space on the bed.
“are you sure you don’t want me to lay on one of the sides?” he ran a hand through his hair, a surefire tell that he was nervous. he didn’t want to get in between the two, literally and metaphorically.
aizawa smiled softly, a very rare occurrence that made toshi’s heart flutter. “we’re here to dote on you if you’ll let us. of course we want you in the middle.” he opened up his arms for a hug, waiting for toshinori to join them on the bed.
and so, he did. he cuddled up to shouta’s chest and held him tightly as hizashi moved to hold him from behind, careful of his scar. toshinori almost jumped out of his skin when he felt hizashi place gentle kisses on his neck.
it was weird being held between his two co-workers, in an unfamiliar but exciting sort of way. shouta’s body was inviting, warmth radiating from him like a heater. his belly was soft and it pressed against him with every exhale, which toshi found extremely comforting. his strong arms circled around him, and one hand scratched gently at his scalp. he never imagined that shouta would be so loving, especially with the way he pressed gentle kisses to toshi’s nose and forehead. it was a tenderness that nobody would ever expect from such a stony man.
hizashi, on the other hand, was loving in every way that toshi had expected him to be. arms around his waist, chest pressed tightly against toshi’s back, legs tangled together, kisses placed on his neck and shoulders and jaw and anywhere he could reach, really. he whispered kind, mushy words to him, like “sweet, sweet boy tosh,” or “so pretty, bunny,” making his cheeks turn bright pink.
what really did him in was a moment when hizashi nuzzled into the side of his neck and said, “we’ve got you, love, you’re safe here,” or, “you don’t have to worry anymore, we’ve got you.” toshinori almost never felt like he could let his guard down, being the primary target of most of the country’s villains and all. while his boyfriends were heroes, they weren’t the center of so many people’s frustration, but they still sympathized. toshi lost his power, he lost what made him such a threat, but the anxiety he felt never seemed to leave him. such simple words meant so much to him, and so tears began to fall from his eyes before he had time to stop them.
aizawa was the first to notice since they were lying face to face. he untangled a calloused hand from toshi’s hair and swiped a couple tears away with his thumb. “hey, shhh, it’s okay. you alright?”
toshi sniffled a little and hizashi leant over him in alarm. “i’m okay, don’t- don’t worry about it. i just feel… i dunno,” he huffed. “i feel like i don’t need to be on high alert for the first time in a while.”
“oh, toshi my love!” hizashi gushed. “of course, you’re super safe with us!”
shouta leant in and kissed his teary eyelids. “we’ll protect you, okay? you can let your guard down when it’s just us. we don’t need all might, we don’t need anything from you, we just want toshi.”
he smiled, eyes crinkled at the corners. “you don’t know how much that means to me, truly.”
while aizawa was keeping his composure, hizashi began to cry with toshi, cupping his cheeks and smothering his face in kisses. “my poor toshi! sweet baby, you’re- ugh-“ he sobbed dramatically into toshi’s shoulder, earning a chuckle from the other two. “you deserve so much love, sweetheart.”
shouta nuzzled his nose into toshi’s cheek and said, “good thing he has two partners to smother the hell outta him.”
toshi hid his face in his hands. “you guys are too kind to me.”
“or just kind enough?” shouta pulled his hands away. “i’m glad you came here tonight, love.”
“we would do this for you every night if you asked, we adore you.” hizashi smiled softly, watery eyes crinkling up at the corners. “i hope you’re glad you came over too.”
toshi’s eyes widened, brows drawing together. in what world would he regret getting loved on by the two men he’s been pining after forever? “o-of course i am! i haven’t felt this sort of way in… gosh, i don’t know how long.” he blushed a little harder and looked away. “you two give me butterflies, like i’m a damn teenager.”
“n’aw, bunny!” hizashi cooed. “you’re too cute, especially when you get all shy~” he kissed toshi on the forehead, letting his lips linger for a couple moments and smiling into his skin.
toshinori continued to look down, muttering, “that nickname- it’s um,” he paused. “you don’t call shouta, uh, ‘bunny’ as well, do you?”
shouta huffed. “i don’t think i’m cute enough for that.”
“nope! it’s a special pet name for my toshi and my toshi only, unless shouta decides to cut his hair like yours!” he joked. hizashi grabbed both sides of toshi’s bangs and flopped them around a little, getting a chuckle out of everyone. “my pretty honey bunny~”
“ah- um- okay. i,” he paused, clearing his throat, “goodness this is embarrassing, but i really like it.”
“nothing embarrassing about liking pet names, babe! shou-shou over here is a sucker for-“
shouta covered his mouth quickly. “that’s enough out of you.” toshi noticed the way his cheeks turned a little pink. adorable.
hizashi pulled away from his hand. “SHOUTA LOOOVES PET NAMES!”
“shut up.”
“we’re literally dating toshi, dearest, he should know these things!”
toshinori smiled to himself, their petty arguments reigniting his affection for them. it was cute to see hizashi get excited about the little things, and even cuter to see an embarrassed shouta on the receiving end of that excitement.
while toshi was zoned out thinking of shouta and hizashi, said men had sat up to continue their fake argument.
“you two are getting… very into it,” toshi observed.
“what can i say? i love embarrassing my shouta~” hizashi scratched at one of shouta’s stubbly cheeks, and toshi didn’t miss the way he leant into the touch.
“what pet names do you like, shouta?” toshi asked, re-situating himself to have his head on shouta’s pillowy thighs since the younger man was now sitting upright.
shouta looked down at the comforter, picking a piece of fuzz from the fabric of it. “i’m not answering that-“
“OKAY then i will!” hizashi smiled widely and tucked one of toshi’s bangs behind his ear. “shouta likes cheesey little names like ‘my love’ and ‘darling’. unexpected but pretty cute honestly! he likes to be called a sweet boy, a lot. maybe ‘my honey’? you like that one, right shouta?”
shouta was in another dimension at this point, trying not to explode from all of the attention on him. hizashi grinned in self-satisfaction and felt… a little evil honestly. “…s’okay, i guess.”
toshi looked up from his place on shouta’s thighs and hugged his waist, nuzzling into his belly a bit. “those are all very nice names, love.” shouta’s hand cupped the back of toshi’s head and he smiled softly at him.
hizashi eagerly cut their moment short and asked, “what about you, tosh? you like any pet names, you wanna be touched any kinda way, anything like that? whatever it is, let us know hun!”
toshi buried his face in shouta’s thigh and grumbled. “i, uhm- well, see, i like how touchy you are, hizashi. like the kisses and stuff? and i like being called most pet names, i don’t really mind. it makes me feel… special. and i like, erm- well, i quite like shouta’s stomach?” he looked up at shouta. “s’real soft, would probably be nice to lay on. cute to… look at,” he said, as if to explain himself, cheeks burning.
shouta looked awestruck, big eyes staring down at toshi. “o-oh. um, thank you.”
“isn’t he just the cutest?” hizashi reached for shouta’s hand, kissing him gently on the knuckles. “shou’s pretty insecure about it, admittedly, and for a while he only had me to remind him how gorgeous he is, but now you’re here too!”
toshinori felt a pang in his heart, all too familiar with body insecurities and the toll it has on someone. he didn’t want that for shouta, a man who’s nothing but kind to those he loves. “ah, well for what it’s worth, i think you’re a work of art, shouta,” toshi said, barely above a whisper. he gingerly placed a kiss on shouta’s tummy.
“thanks…” his eyes were wider than toshi had ever seen them, and he refused to look at either of his lovers. “oh- er, while we’re talking about body image stuff-“ shouta conveniently changed the subject, turning his head to hide his furious blush. “there’s, um, something you should know. about me.”
“something about us, darling.” hizashi squeezed shouta’s hand and kissed him on the cheek.
“if you’re sure?” shouta inquired and hizashi nodded with a shy smile. “i, uh, we are. um,” he hesitated, “trans?”
toshinori nodded his head and hugged tighter around shouta’s waist. “okay.”
“okay?!” the others said in unison.
“you’re being… really cool about this, hun,” hizashi noted.
toshi turned over so he could look at them and shrugged. “i mean, yeah. we’re in a gay, polyamorous relationship. i don’t think being trans is the craziest thing i could imagine.”
shouta and hizashi shared a brief, knowing look.
“you could feel our tits when we were holding you, huh?” hizashi asked, raising an eyebrow.
a pause.
“…yeah.”
they all laughed a little, shouta ruffling toshi’s hair. toshi pressed into the touch and said, “just so you both know, this doesn’t change a thing for me. and, um, i think…” he stopped, swallowing nervously. “i think you’re both really handsome.”
“oh, bunny!” hizashi croons. “you’re the sweetest, isn’t he the sweetest, shou? and just so you know, tosh, you have unlimited access to the tiddie pillows anytime you want! well, mine at least, can’t speak for shouta-boy.”
shouta shrugged. “if you want. mine are bigger than hizashi’s anyway.”
hizashi scoffed, feigning offense. “shouta! i can’t believe you’d-“ he stopped to think for a second. “-i can’t tell if i’m offended or not. it’s true though.”
toshinori cleared his throat to get their attention. “i might take you up on that offer if you stop arguing. i’m pretty tired.”
“it’s not arguing, my sweet, it’s banter,” hizashi insisted.
“pshh, whatever,” shouta mumbled, patting toshi on the shoulder and signaling for him to get up. “let’s get some rest, hun. sit back and let us take care of you, you’ve had a rough night.”
toshinori sat up, bones cracking a concerning about as he moved. hizashi was laying near the headboard already, giddy as can be.
“can i hold him this time? pleeeease?” he pleaded, arms wide open.
shouta huffed and gestured towards their boyfriend. “you’re asking the wrong person.”
as confirmation, toshi situated himself between hizashi’s arms, head pressed into his small-but-still-plush chest. hizashi slung an arm around him and smiled smugly at shouta. “i’ve got two tits, my love.” he lifted his other arm in invitation for shouta to join them.
“you’re so crude,” shouta grumbled.
“you love it.”
“i mean, yeah, i’m still gonna lay with you, but damn you’re crude. you’re gonna scare toshi off.”
a sleepy toshi mumbled, “hmm, never. m’too happy here.”
hizashi grinned. “ha! y’see that, shou? toshi wouldn’t leave me for anything.”
shouta scoffed and said, “pretty dumb on your part, tosh. take it from me, i’ve known him longer.”
“would you shut up and go to bed?” hizashi chastised as the other two men giggled.
toshi gave hizashi a squeeze around the waist. “alright then, goodnight loves. and thank you both for… everything.” he nuzzled his head into hizashi’s chest.
“oh, of course, dear. anytime.” hizashi’s tone was sincere and soft in a way that toshinori had only heard a few times. he kissed them both on the head. “goodnight, my love. and shouta too, i guess.”
“rude. goodnight to you both.” shouta gave them both a kiss, toshinori blushing a little bit when he pulled away.
the sound of his lovers’ breathing and the soothing rise and fall of hizashi’s chest put toshinori to sleep almost instantly. and for the first time in a long time, he felt at peace.