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The screaming of children drowned his thought process. Their high pitched shrieks of joy mixed with the cries of others, under that was a mixture of adult voices either scolding or happily joining in.
This was chaos.
The large, purple haired man stood by the light blue colored wall, balloon in hand, as he continued to watch what seemed like an apocalyptic war zone of tiny people.
It was adorable, he thought.
“Hoshi!”
The high pitched and rasped voice of a smaller calling out the odd nickname given to him, pulled him from his thoughts.
It had been a little over three years now since he married the love of his life, he was finally teetering into his 30s and enjoying his career of being a pro hero. He was still quite large and muscular but the once wild mane on his head now slightly shorter and more tamed, the undercut he bore before still present. His curls still had a mind of their own and it caused him to style his hair regularly with product, he had found a couple of grey strands the other day mixed into the purple locks. Panicked since his father never seemed to have to deal with this issue at this age, his oh so loving husband not helping any further by commenting on how he was just becoming more refined, like aging cheese. Seriously? The facial hair on his chin a little unkept and scruffy, he really needed to get it cleaned up but it was often forgotten when he left for work in the morning. His eyes still possessed the same tired look as they always have, he most likely developed a new winkle or two under the always seemingly heavy bags.
A crying plum haired, two year old clung to his leg as big wet droplets fell down his face. The texture of his hair fine, the length resting a little above his jawline as the hair laid flat on his head. A bang running across his face and it seemed to dawn a lighter shade of purple forming what looked to be a lightning bolt. The tiny ear jacks dangling from his ear lobes shook slightly as he stood in the dark grey overalls with a lavender tee underneath. The little boy looking up as his golden eyes glistened from the warm liquid. Clearly distraught from something.
“Ah,” Hitoshi lowered himself to the smaller, “What’s wrong Hibiki?”
“Crybaby!!”
Both him and the toddler glanced over at another very small child. A little girl, she was three, her hair wild and long as it spiked out in all directions, it’s color an ashen blonde. Her piercing red eyes still looking over at the two with a hard glare, a small red horn protruded from the left side of her forehead. Her small pout then forming to a scowl as it revealed the tiny sharp teeth in her mouth. Her fist clenched and buried in the bright red princess dress she wore, the lower half poofed dramatically with its lace and frills. Barely noticeable, on her head sat a tiny silver tiara. She suddenly stuck out her tongue, clearly meant for the smaller.
The boy in front of Hitoshi was angered more by the silly gesture, puffing up suddenly. The cords on his lobes extended quickly as the ear jacks connected to the tiny hole sockets on the side of his wrist, he turned as he aimed his hands toward the other. Hitoshi quickly recognizing the stance, blocked the clap with the balloon in hand. The loud pop that followed caused both children to jump in a mixture of fear and surprise.
“Hibiki, no.” Hitoshi scolded the smaller for his misuse of his quirk. The boy’s eyes quickly glistening again as the other child puffed up in anger and annoyance.
“I’m telling!!” She pointed, before running off in her gaudy red princess dress.
“Dangit, did he just try using his quirk again!?” The golden haired man ran over kneeling to the child’s level. “Listen little dude, we’ve talked about this! Your quirk can leave big ouchies, you can’t use it on people! It’s not nice!” Denki’s hair was now slightly longer, the golden locks sat just past his shoulders, the tips sat perfectly straight across his back, his signature bang and it’s black bolt still sat on his forehead while the other half of his bang was clipped back.
Hitoshi rose as he continued to look down at the pair. Believe it or not his best friend was actually a father now, not just to one child but was expecting another as well. It was odd watching the once, well more like still, child like man scolding his son.
This was Hitoshi’s life now, more or less. He was currently attending the birthday party of three year old, Aya Bakugou. Obviously the child of Katsuki and Eijiro, the child resembled the man immensely. Many joked it might have been karma for the way he was when he was her age, if not for Eijiro everyone was sure the girl would have probably turned out to be a bigger brat than what she currently was.
“I swear the only thing that sucks about kid parties is that there’s never any liquor!” Mina joked aloud as she made her way over to the pair and child. She grinned, the pink skinned woman had decided to grow her hair out again, the length and style resembling the way it once looked when she was back at U.A.
“There’s a lot of candy though so that’s a plus.” Sero added as he followed the woman over to the trio. He offered them his triangular smile. His hair was now extremely short, the long jet black locks replaced with shorter black spikes.
Just like Hitoshi, both were the very few adults left in their little group who didn’t have any children.
“So our lovable giant, did you talk to Momo yet?” Mina started.
“Oh yeah!” Denki rose with the now silenced child in his arms. “You said you were gonna talk to him about the whole adopting thing right?”
“That’s right! So you guys officially signing your lives away yet?” Sero chuckled.
Hitoshi jumped at the remarks, that’s right. Just like a couple of his friends, he too wished to experience the joys of parenthood and because he and Neito were both men the only options for them was either a surrogate or adoption. The option of adopting appealed to him more because it was going to give a child a chance to grow up with parents. Unfortunately he never realized how much his significant other was terrified with the thought of being a parent. He understood his reasons but he would be lying if he didn’t say he was slightly disappointed. “Well, yeah we did.”
“And!?” The trio beamed at the taller.
“We’re getting a kitten.”
Denki placed his child down before covering his tiny ears. “You fucking panicked again didn’t you!?” He sneered.
“Are you fucking kidding me Shinshin!” Mina added.
“Yeah seriously, what the fuck big guy.” Sero sighed.
Denki motioned his child to run along and to go back to playing with the others. He rose once more pointing dramatically at the taller. “How the fuck did you go from talking about children to getting a kitten dude!?”
“Well,” Hitoshi grabbed the back of his neck. “We were talking about responsibilities and it sorta came up and I noticed how nervous he was getting so I quickly u-turned and yeah…” he sighed.
“What’s going on over here? Why the serious faces?” Eijiro walked over as he looked amongst his friends. The man’s once long flowing hair was now cut shorter up to his shoulders. He still styled it wildly but today he had it flat, the bright red locks flowing around his face.
“Shinshin fucked up and now he’s getting another damn cat.” Mina sighed as she placed her hands on her hips.
“What? I thought you were going to talk about adopting?” Eijiro frowned, his tone laced with concern.
“We’ll get to it eventually alright.” Hitoshi frowned.
“Yeah? When? Like twenty damn cats later?” Denki pressed.
Hitoshi sighed dramatically as he looked away from the group. “No, it’s whatever. Alright?”
“It’s not whatever man, we all know how badly you’ve been wanting to be a dad.” Eijiro said cautiously.
“That’s right, you’ve got to seriously sit with Neito and talk about it. It’s going to keep bugging you and you know what happens when you bottle things up for too long.” Mina warned, her tone was concerned.
Hitoshi frowned at the thought.
The small group jumped at the sudden boom.
“Fuck you you piece of shit balloon house!!” The curses sounded as though they came from the ashen blonde man.
“Excuse me guys.” Eijiro ran off as he grabbed a fire extinguisher along the way, making his way over to the small blaze.
Panicked, Denki followed soon after.
“I don’t remember being this destructive as a kid.” Hitoshi said aloud.
“I can’t really agree with you there, I was always accidentally melting stuff after all.” Mina smirked as she lightly scratched her cheek.
—-
Neito sat at a desk, paperwork piled before him as he shuffled through the stack. Separating files from one another here and there. The one thing Neito had to compliment on himself over the years was that age at least graced him with the ability to look younger than what he was. In all honesty nothing had changed over the years, his hair and body was still very much the same as before, fit and tone, and not a grey hair in sight. The thought always making him laugh since his husband of three years was dealing with the whole ordeal quite differently.
“Excuse me.”
Pulled from his thoughts, Neito peered up from his work station as he removed his glasses. A young woman stood at the doorway of his office.
Just as he had mentioned years ago, Neito had decided to pursue a teaching career. He currently worked as a professor at one of the top leading universities in Tokyo that trained in medical practice. Helping those who wished to use their quirks in the medical field, Neito was often tasked with the job of ensuring those individuals perfected their skill and helping those discover the true use behind their quirk.
“Hello Ms. Hano, it’s been a while hasn’t it?” He swiveled away from his desk as he motioned for her to come in and take a seat across from him. The woman looked to be the age of 20 or so, her pale almost porcelain skin made her jet black hair stand out even more.
She quickly made her way in, taking a seat before him. She frowned as her gaze lowered. “I’m still having difficulties with those of the opposite sex.”
“Really? Alright let’s see.” He reached out his hands as she carefully grasped them. Suddenly a pheromone was released, at first the scent felt calming but it soon turned putrid. The overwhelming smell suddenly making him feel sick as he let go of her quickly, covering his mouth as if trying to stop himself from gagging.
The reaction quickly causes the woman to frown.
“Yup, still bad.” Neito rasped. “Alright let’s try and get to the root of this, shall we?”
“Right...” She starts. “Well my body releases a type of chemical or pheromone if you will. I can help someone feel content, angered, excited, saddened or even.” She pauses looking away. “Aroused...and my body will even adjust to that. It’ll make me warmer, feel softer, or grow certain body parts…” she lowered her voice again at the mention of it. “But for some odd reason it seems to have the polar opposite effect on the opposite sex…”
“I wonder if it’s just with men or the opposite gender in general.” Neito pondered. “Would you mind?” She held up her hands allowing the blonde to grab them and use her quirk on herself. “Let’s try happy.” He mumbled as he concentrated, just as before the smell released begins as a happy one but quickly turns into one that causes the girl despair. She tries to pull away as she cries but he stops her, as if still searching for something, he concentrates. “I wonder,” he mumbled. The scent around them changes as her crying comes to a halt.
She starts to feel slightly elated, “how did you?”
“You might have to readjust this type of chemical or pheromone as you call it when you activate your quirk. This is probably why your causing the opposite gender to react negatively, maybe what you’re sending out is something you would react to but it not the same for everyone.” He leaned back slightly into his chair as he released her.
“I-I see, is it alright if we try this again once I’ve practiced some more?”
“Of course.” He says simply.
“Thank you Sensei!” She rises quickly, offering a small bow before she leaves.
Neito stares at the door a while longer before quickly getting up himself and rushing into a nearby bathroom. The empty room echoed with the slam of the door as he quickly made his way into the stall. He lowered his khakis and boxer briefs quickly as a type of warm, slick dripped onto the cloth. “What in the?” He starts as he lowered his hand in between his legs to investigate this odd feeling. As he goes to reach under his cock and ball sack he notices that both had shrunk slightly in size, his face contorts into confusion as he continued to reach further back. The space between his genitals and ass seemed to be the location of the mysterious liquid, he carefully presses the space as his fingers seem to slip in between a slit. It was warm and moist inside, he shivered as a small gasp escaped his lips.
Just what in the world had he just copied? Now if this was any other individual they probably would have been either overwhelmed if not panicking over this odd dilemma their body was going through, but no. This was Neito and instead the man used these odd quirks that he would pick up every now and then and bring them home to test out on his unsuspecting husband. He smirked mischievous at the thought, “I need to hurry home.” He rasped as he collected himself.
—-
It was late evening and Hitoshi entered the apartment. He sighed as he brushed off the leftover confetti from his jacket. How the hell did a children’s party manage to tire him out way more than an adult’s? He was quickly greeted by a rasping meow, it’s culprit being the ever so loving Siamese cat. “Jalapeño~” he cooed as he smooshed the feline’s cheeks. The affection being rewarded with a purr.
“Hitoshi?”
The larger quickly froze as he heard his name being called from the blonde. He rose as he turned toward the source of the voice, it sounded like it came from the bedroom. “Hey, didn’t think you’d be home yet.” He said blankly.
“I got off early.”
“Ah.”
“How was the party?”
“Chaotic, you know. Kids.” He grabbed the back of his neck. He groaned lowly as he tried to gather all the courage he could to start talking with the smaller. “Hey I actually wanted to-“ he quickly pursed his lips as he looked over at the man, wide eyed.
“So what did you want me to make for dinner today? Or did you fill up on ice cream and cake?” Neito walked out of their bedroom in nothing but a plum colored apron. The rest of him completely nude.
The taller stared quietly, no emotion or reaction on his face besides the simple flare of his nostrils. He walked over as he lifted the man, hoisting him over his shoulder and making his way back into the bedroom. Fuck it, the talk could wait.
“Oh? I guess you’re having me then?” Neito said coyly. His body suddenly grew warm, the quirk he had copied earlier quickly taking affect of the other’s senses.
Hitoshi toppled slightly, trying his best not to drop the other as he dropped both the man and himself onto the bed. Heaving, he quickly pulled off his white cotton tee as he loomed over the blonde. His large fingers shaking as they traced his sides. “What” he breathed, “did you copy?”
“Wonderful isn’t it?” Neito smirked. He sat up slightly as he breathed lightly over the other’s ear lobe. The action causing the man to shiver, “I wonder just how worked up can you get?” He whispered, his neck brushing slightly against the man’s nose, causing him to drown in the intoxicating scent.
“Fuck, Neito.” Hitoshi pulled away slightly from the overwhelming feeling. He wiped his own mouth as he felt a liquid drip from his chin. He confusingly looked at his palm, was he drooling? And why was it so much? He felt himself being pushed back on to the bed by the other. He didn’t know why but he felt heated, frightened, angered but aroused all at the same time.
Neito climbed on top of him, quickly capturing the man’s lips against his own. Their tongues pushed roughly against one another, fighting for dominance whilst desperately lapping at the other’s taste. He pulled back and off of him causing the taller to grit his teeth from the action. “You that desperate for me?” He cooed as he undid Hitoshi’s belt, quickly pulling down his jeans and boxers.
The large and swollen length sprung up quickly, the studs on its underside and ring on its head glistening from the precum that dripped from its slit.
“Always so excited for me.” Neito said slyly as he ran his tongue along its underside, moving upward, he stopped just over its head. The man’s cock twitching from the anticipation as more precum pooled from its tip. “What a good boy,” he breathed out before taking the length fully into his mouth.
Hitoshi grunted as his head flew back, the feeling more intense than usual. His palm hovered over the blonde’s bobbing head before grabbing a fist full of the pale locks. He bucked into the other’s mouth causing the man to gag. ”Shit” he rasped out, the feeling overwhelmed his judgement as he continued to thrust roughly into the man’s mouth.
It wasn’t enough.
Neito managed to pry the larger’s hand off his scalp as he pulled off the length. Gagging and gasping for air, he coughed as he looked over at the purple haired man.
Hitoshi’s face contorted as if aching for the need of release, his usual lifeless and tired eyes glossed over with lust.
“You need me that badly?” Neito asked lowly, the man desperately nodded as he reached back to finger the smaller’s entry. Neito grabbed onto the other’s wrist quickly. “Not there.” He said simply, the man under him frowned. “Try putting it in here,” he lifted himself over his cock as he sat slowly onto the length, it entering the slit Neito had discovered before. He gasped loudly as the man entered him.
Hitoshi grunted as he felt the warm, tight and moist space envelop his cock. Seriously what the fuck had Neito copied this time. Quickly he lost himself in the warm space, raw friction driving him mad as his hand dug into the smaller’s hip. He sat up as he started to thrust roughly into him, biting the man’s neck in the process.
Neito winced at the action, he moaned loudly from the friction he felt in the unknown space. The feeling was intense, but it wasn't enough. He reached over to the nightstand grabbing a small pink remote. Pushing the small switch on it forward, a small pulse emitted from inside him.
Before the other had arrived home he was selfishly playing with himself, the quirk he had copied intensified his arousal as well and since he wasn’t sure what time the larger had planned to be home from his little event he decided to indulge in the pleasure the small vibrator, that was currently shoved up inside him, offered against his prostate.
He arched his back, the jumble of nerves rocked against the vibrations as Hitoshi continued to move in and out of him.
Hitoshi’s grip tightened around the man as he felt the vibrations as well. He moaned lowly from the feeling, “I need to move in deeper..” he rasped as he removed the apron from the smaller completely. Hitoshi ceased his movement completely as he rose, lifting the smaller with ease as he stood inside him. He pressed the man’s back against the wall, near the window of their room, his hands resting on the blonde’s waist as he started to thrust again.
Neito gasped, “H-Hitoshi, we’re near.” He breathed. “The window.”
“So?”
“What if someone.” He moaned loudly again. “Sees us?”
“Do you really care?” He croaked as he picked up the pace of his thrusting, he moved in deeper as the head of his cock hit an entirely different nerve.
“Holy fuck!!” Neito yelled out as his body became overwhelmed with the intense pleasure. His toes curled as the space around the man’s cock tightened. Both holes oozed in pleasure from the feeling against his prostate and this other unknown source. His eyes rolling backwards as tears and spit rolled down the side of his face, he was close so close. “H-Hitoshi, please!”
The larger moved more chaotically as he knew the other was at his limit. He was suddenly overwhelmed, this intense feeling suddenly washed over him, he had to fill the other, he needed too. He needed to plant his seed deep within his partner. He felt his ball sack tighten and the feeling started to build, his thrusting picked up once more and his vision blurred. He shook as he released the thick white liquid deep into the unknown hole of the other.
Neito cummed just seconds after, the white liquid from his cock coating both his and the taller’s stomach. His legs and arms wrapped tightly around the man as he gasped for air, his body tingled and shivered from the vibrator still in him. He pointed back at the bed, his face was currently buried in the other’s neck. He needed to turn this damn device off, he was much too sensitive from the climax at the moment.
Hitoshi heaved as he looked over at the device, too far, he thought. He reached behind the smaller as he felt the rubber like string protruding from his ass. Hitoshi pulled it out quickly, the blonde gasping from the motion, then tossing said vibrator onto the bed.
Neito groaned at the action, lifting his head. “I swear, if one of the cats grab that thing, they’ll be hell to pay.” He sneered as he warned him.
The thought causes Hitoshi to chuckle lowly, “Sorry, I just want to stay like this for a bit.” He buried his face into the other’s neck as he envelops himself with his smell.
—-
Hitoshi sat on the couch of Denki’s apartment as the golden blonde man excitedly handed his son a handheld game.
Denki made his way over to the taller and sat beside him, both watching as the toddler looked at the device unimpressed before tossing it aside and picking up his little toy guitar. “I swear if the other kid doesn’t end up at least liking video games I’ma be a failure as a dad!”
Hitoshi chuckled at the statement. “Maybe it’s best they never do, it’ll keep em from going into a financial hole like you did with all of those stupid limited edition bundles you’ve purchased over the years.”
“Hey man! Some of the resale value for those are insane.” Denkis sneered.
“Yeah but it doesn’t do you no good if you never actually sell em.”
Denki tsked at the remark, he picked up the discarded device. “You’ve been super quiet about you know what lately.”
“Can we just drop it?”
“You seriously haven’t brought it up again? It’s been over a month now since Aya’s party! Momo seriously thinks you still want a damn kitten!?” Denki frowned at the man.
“I was ready to talk about it and then when I got home that day I sorta got distracted and Neito kinda had like a vagina? And yeah I just forgot.” He started as he grabbed the back of his neck.
“Wait wait, he had a what now?” Denki looked at him wide eyed.
“Nothing, I honestly didn’t know what it was but whatever. The point is there’s just never a good time to talk about it, he’s also been pretty sick lately. He keeps puking and can barely keep anything down, he’s been fatigued, and plus his quirk has been acting up.” He frowned as he leaned forward, resting his arms on his own lap.
“Holy shit dude, you don’t think there’s something seriously wrong with him right?” The statement only causes the larger to worry more. “Uh! I mean I’m sure it’s nothing! Maybe it's just the flu!”
“I finally got him to go see a damn doctor today, he thinks just cause he’s studied medical crap too he apparently knows everything and anything about it.” He rubbed his face roughly as the other pats him on his back.
“It’ll be alright man, don’t worry!” Denki smiled and offered the other a thumbs up before both men jumped from the sudden appearance of the other.
“Someone wanna tell me how there’s two grown men here and my kid still managed to redecorate our wall with marker?” Kyouka says sarcastically, her dark purple hair was now an extremely short bob, the underside of it shaven. She held onto the scribbled on and teary toddler, balancing him in one arm as her hand rested on her growing belly.
“What!?” Both yelled, Denki more dramatic than the other.
“He was here like three seconds ago!” Denki shouted as he rose from his seat, running off to investigate the mess.
“The cleaning products are in the closet near the kitchen.” She said blankly toward Hitoshi as she made her way to the bathroom to clean the small boy up. “Have fun you two.”
The larger grimaced as he heard an incoherent shout from his friend.
—-
“So you’re experiencing nausea, fatigue and some difficulties with your quirk?” The female doctor standing before him asked as she typed away on the computer in the small room.
“Yes.” Neito said simply as he fiddled with the pen between his fingers. When had he grabbed a pen?
“I see,” she rubbed her chin lightly, “would it be alright if I performed a couple more tests on you?”
“Sure? I mean if this is just a cold or something I’m fine with taking some antibiotics.” He shrugged.
“I appreciate you trying to make my job easier but,” she turned as she readied a needle. “Antibiotics don’t treat things like the flu and colds, now let me do my job Mr. Shinsou.” She smiled insincerely at the smaller.
Blood work and test later she checked her charts and nodded at the results.
“You have your results already? Surprisedly fast for blood work wouldn’t you say?” Neito said dryly toward the other.
“I can sense your doubt but its thanks to my quirk that I can fasten the process and have my results sooner then not.” She offered him another ingenuine smile.
“Right.” He countered doubtfully.
“Well you’ll be happy to know your symptoms aren’t being caused by some illness but instead your showing common symptoms associated with pregnancy.”
He closed his eyes. “Ah? Pregnancy? I see.” He smiled momentarily before his eyes snap open. “Wait, what!? Excuse me!?” He gawked at the woman.
“I said you’re pregnant, congratulations Mr. Shinsou.”
“No no no! You’re mistaken! I’m a man after all! It’s impossible!” His hands shook as he continued to speak to the other.
“I wouldn’t be surprised if you happened to have picked up a quirk that allowed fertility. You are married correct?” He nodded. “You preform sexual acts with your partner regularly?” He nodded again. “Do you conceive with your partner unprotected?” He nodded once more. “You regularly copy quirks right? Was there one in particular that you can think of that maybe resulted in this?” She asked as the man continued to panic.
No no this wasn’t right. Yeah sure he would pick up some odd quirks every now and then and go down on his husband but there was just no way, no way at all-
Unless…
“Oh my god, was that a vagina I gave myself!?” He whispered loudly to himself.
“Excuse me?” The doctor asked as she peered over at the other.
“Nothing! Anyway! Are you a hundred percent sure that I’m pregnant.”
“I ran the test over a couple of times just to be sure and the results are all coming back the same.”
He sat there solemnly as he looked down at the floor. He honestly couldn’t remember what the doctor had said after that, everything sounded muffled as the whole ordeal continue to feel surreal. He didn’t remember making the next appointment, nor the train ride home, or entering the cafe near his home to get his usual smoothie drink, or the doorman welcoming him home or the cats greeting him by his door. He blinked rapidly as he noticed himself on his bed, sitting on its edge and looking out his window at some point or another.
The door to the apartment opened as the taller made his way inside greeting the bigger cat as he always did. “Neito? You home?” He opened the bedroom door when he saw the smaller sitting on the bed. “Hey, saw your smoothie in the kitchen barely touched. Still feeling sick?” He took a seat by him.
“A little, but turns out I’m fine.” Neito said in monotone.
“Oh, that’s great.” Hitoshi paused as he looked away, he grabbed the back of his neck as he sighed. “Hey listen, I’ve been meaning to talk to you about something.”
“Hmm?” Neito answered simply.
“Listen I know we've had this talk before and it’s freaked you out many times but I really really want to adopt a kid.” The statement causes the smaller to look at him wide eyed. Hitoshi frowns from the reaction, “I think you're really being rough on yourself because I think you’d make a great parent ya know? This is also something I’ve kinda wanted for a really long time too, I love you Neito, I do, but I want to raise a family with you...and-“ he’s cut off suddenly by the other.
“We can’t Hitoshi.” The simple reply caused the man’s frown to deepen.
“I don’t understand why not?”
“Because we just can’t ok?”
“You’re not making any sense!” His voice rose, the hurt in his tone recognizable.
“We can’t adopt a kid Hitoshi!”
“Why the fuck can’t we!?”
“Because I’m pregnant goddammit!”
“Wh-what?” Hitoshi looked at him wide eyed and shocked. Confusion plastered all over his face by the confession.
“We can’t adopt because,” he paused before releasing a shuddering sigh. “I’m pregnant ok?” He croaked, his tone sounding weak and filled with fear.
Hitoshi continued to look at the smaller in shock, his thoughts trying to process what the man had just said. He honestly didn’t know what to say or do. “That’s not a kitten.” He stupidly replied in his usual blank tone.