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Touya doesn’t know why he agreed to go to this stupid cabin, but Shouto gave him a fucking look. That ridiculous, big eyed, pouty look that should only work on his dumbass boyfriends, and yet, it continues to work on him too.
He needs to learn how to say no to his brother before it really ends up biting him in the ass.
Touya stares at the cabin and wants to scream.
It’s really nice, woodsy, and definitely covered in snow. The good thing? He has a fire quirk. The bad thing? He doesn’t know who Shouto is making him room with. It’s a two-bedroom cabin, and the thing that had Shouto pouting like an idiot was needing someone to bunk with this hero friend of his.
Touya doesn’t pay attention to the hero bullshit, not since he started working at the bookshop by the police station after bussing tables at a diner three hours away from home when he and his father got into that huge fight. His buddy Tomura is pretty well known in the underground scene and has made sure that his bookshop is protected as well as involving some of the cops that he knows too. So, he had no reason to worry about the bullshit because his place is a quirk free, villain free spot. He just hopes his new place can get the same treatment.
Any problems go down, and people got banned, fined, and the media got to hear all about it. There’s only been one incident in the last six years that he’s been working at the bookshop, and it included–
“Oh, Touya! Here is your roommate! Meet Keigo Takami, or–” Shouto’s voice is excited and hopeful, but the moment Touya sees those red wings, he scowls.
“Hawks,” Touya spits the hero’s name out like it burned him because this winged prick brought a fight to his bookshop while he was on duty and ruined the place. He was out of work for six months during the reconstruction. “I’m not sharing a room with this asshole!”
“You already agreed!” whines Shouto seriously as he stomps his foot and crosses his arms with that damn pout.
“Yeah, but that was before I knew it was the asshole that destroyed my bookshop in a fight, that wasn’t even near the shop when it started, while I was at work!” exclaims Touya angrily, flames flickering to life along his fingertips as he throws his hands in the air. “I’m not fucking rooming with him!”
“Come on, Touya! There’re two rooms, and you don’t even have to interact with each other outside of sharing the cabin! Please!” Shouto clasps his hands together and holds them under his chin as he sticks out his lower lip in a pout while pleading for Touya to give in.
“Shouto, there’s not a fucking chance in hell–” Touya starts to talk before Keigo flutters his way over to Touya and takes up his eyesight while tilting his head to the side and furrowing his brows. “Get your gigantic wing ass out of my damn face birdbrain!”
“Touya? As in– As in baby blue loving, flame hating, ice sculpture making Touya?” asks Keigo curiously as he looks at him like he’s trying to see something that isn’t obvious. “As in, the guy that bussed tables and helped me patch up the hole in my leg when I took off from the HPSC ages ago and got into a scuffle with the asshole that ran the place who was trying to force a girl to go upstairs with him?”
Touya flinches back at that image because he remembers that day. It was also the day he got fired and met Eraserhead and Tomura, which was not something he had planned on dealing with.
“Pretty Bird,” mutters Touya as he realizes that he knows the idiot hero in front of him. “Oh, for fucks sake, seriously? You fucked up my bookshop ,and now I wanna be nice to you! This is some bullshit!”
“Hey, hold on! Speaking of that bookshop, that wasn’t even my fight! I had just left there with the newest copy of To Kill a Mockingbird that I specifically requested from that shop when I was thrown through the window!” Keigo gets louder, wings fluttering and lifting him until he’s hovering above Touya and looking down as he speaks.
What makes Touya snort is the way those hands fall onto his hips as he looks annoyed.
“You still ended up destroying the bookshop,” huffs Touya amusedly as he shakes his head and rolls his eyes. “What the hell ever. I’ll play nice with your dumbass, but I don’t like it.”
Touya turns and stomps his way inside and tries to ignore the rush of feelings that he’d long forgotten.
Keigo had come around several times after that, somehow always managing to find Touya at the new diners until he finally settled into his job at the bookstore. He was flirty and adorable, and so sweet that Touya couldn’t help but feel flutters in his belly, but he was also working to become a Pro Hero and an Endeavor fan. It was a silly crush, but now, now he has a weird feeling that it might become more because Keigo is sexy and still very fucking adorable.
Touya’s heading towards one of the bedrooms, ready to shut himself in for the weekend and just rest because this is as much of a vacation as he’s going to get since he’s moving soon to take over as the owner of a bookshop that was run by his boss’ wife. A passing left the boss looking to get rid of the extra bookshop, offered it to Touya and has helped him with the paperwork as he’s prepared to take it over.
“Hey, do you still like soba? I’m hungry and was thinking of making it for lunch before I go check out the waterfalls with Tokoyami!” calls Keigo just as Touya opens the door to one of the bedrooms and gets a foot over the threshold.
Touya grins to himself as he calls, “Yeah, it’s still my favorite! Do you want help making it?”
“Nah, I got it! Your brother brought extra for me to use after I mentioned it to him! I’ll let you know when it’s done though!” replies Keigo loudly, sounding like he’s smiling.
Touya grins like an idiot to himself as butterflies flutter around in his stomach. Maybe that crush can grow into something more over the weekend, but his smile disappears as he remembers that they’ll return to real life come Monday.
Touya falls face first onto the bed with a quiet groan.
His words are muffled by the bed, “What am I going to do?”
He doesn’t think there’s a good answer to that question.