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Ever since that day in the training center's alley with Todoroki, a seed of doubt and curiosity had taken root in Izuku Midoriya's mind. What if Shoto was onto something? What if All Might was his father? The pieces seemed to fit together in a way that left Izuku both anxious and hopeful.
His mother's silence about his father had always left a void in his understanding. All he knew was that the man had been significant, with a fleeting presence in his life before disappearing due to the demands of an important job. The fact that they were both born quirkless - and the unspoken connection he felt with All Might only fueled his speculation.
On a regular day, when All Might invited him into his office for lunch, Izuku couldn't ignore the nagging uncertainty any longer. The atmosphere in the room was tense, and All Might sensed the weight on Izuku's shoulders, though he chose not to press until the boy was ready to share.
"All Might," Izuku began, his voice laced with hesitation. He took a moment to gather his courage, his gaze fixed on the floor. "I've been thinking, and there's something I've been meaning to ask you."
"All ears, my boy!" All Might responded, attempting to keep the worry from his expression.
"Do you... do you think there's any chance that you are my father?" Izuku finally looked up, tears welling in his eyes.
All Might's eyes widened in surprise, a mix of emotions flashing across his face. He took a deep breath, his heart aching for the young hero.
"Oh, young Midoriya," he sighed, speaking with a gentle tone. "No, I'm not."
The weight of those words crashed upon Izuku, and tears streamed down his cheeks. His body trembled with sobs, and All Might couldn't bear to see the pain in his protege's eyes.
Toshinori knelt before Izuku, placing a comforting hand on the boy's shoulder. "But," he continued softly, "that doesn't mean I don't wish every day that I were."
Izuku looked up, his eyes widening in surprise amidst the tears. "You... wish you were?" All Might nodded, a trace of sadness lingering in his gaze.
"I've seen the incredible person you're becoming, and I can't help but wish I had the privilege of being your father."
Overwhelmed with emotion, Izuku lunged forward, wrapping his arms tightly around All Might. Toshinori, momentarily surprised, quickly reciprocated, pulling the boy close to his chest.
"I love you, All Might," Izuku whispered, his voice filled with gratitude and relief.
"I love you too, kid," Toshinori replied, savoring the precious connection they shared.