Fuck it, Shinsou has those. https://twitter.com/titsucker13/status/1258175788538626051

He was always told 'Wow, you hit your puberty early!' and similar embarrassing stuff when he started stretching to the sky but truth is his growth spurts in middle school and first year of high school only really affected his height. Real puberty hit him late.

His first thought was just 'God, FINALLY.' he was starting to get worried, but then he notices his chest growing, and he's mortified. Isn't that stuff reserved for girls? Has he somehow changed gender during night? Was he hit by a quirk?

(He had to check if his dick is still in place because paranoia was eating at him.)

(Fun.)

Suddenly his dressing up and changing time became longer because he couldn't keep himself from poking at new installments whenever it was possible. Sorta 'is this real?' thing. Sadly for him it was very real.

Changing into his hero costume among his classmates became a terrifying prospect. What if someone sees? Will they laugh? Will they call him weird? Will they think he's trans? Oh god, IS he trans? Does this qualify? He's so confused. Maybe that's a sign from heavens he's a girl???

Re-finding his identity takes a miserable while, but he manages to get those thoughts away from himself for a while—'I'm male. This doesn't change it. It DOESN'T–'

But then another wave hits, and he just sadly watches as his chest becomes bigger day by day. Also it HURTS.

Fuck.

By the end of the year he's just so tired of constantly doubting himself and hiding and being uncomfortable in his own skin waiting for the day someone calls him out on the way he looks–

He's just so fucking tired.

He contemplated wearing a binder, but he doesn't have enough money from his laughable group home allowance to buy one that he'll be able to wear during training and the thought of someone seeing it and asking is ten times more mortifying than not wearing one.

By the time third year starts he somehow made peace with himself.

And then Midoriya asks him out.

For past year he was kinda too occupied with trying not to break down because of how he looks to notice anyone romantically but now that he looks into those green honest eyes and hears those quiet shy words–

Fuck it, he might at least try. The world won't end if it doesn't work out, right?

//I doubt anyone will see this but if someone does- Imma continue this later.

//I'm back bitches.

When Shinsou says yes to a date Midoriya's eyes shine like diamonds and that might be precisely the moment he realized that fuck, maybe, just MAYBE, this has been a bad idea. He has no experience with dating, he has never quite explored his sexuality either.
He's a mess.

The first date goes about as good as you would expect when not one but two awkward teens-almost-adults are involved but it's pleasant. (Cat cafe certainly improves Shinsou's mood.) They go on another soon after.
Shinsou feels happy, comfortable even.
Life is great.

But Midoriya starts getting more and more intimate with him, at first just hugs, then innocent kisses that change into heated ones but it's all going faster and faster and Shinsou knows they'll end up in bed sooner or later if he doesn't say a word, and he's mortified.

Mortified of what? Is he just scared of what Midoriya will say when he sees how he looks shirtless? Is he scared of sex?
Wait, is he actually asexual???

Self exploration round 2876437 GO!

The answer is "most probably not but who knows and probably SOMEWHERE on asexual spectrum".
This doesn't really give him peace of mind or an answer to his problems.
But it's a step forward. And that's all he needs right now, a step after step forward.

Midoriya notices something is wrong. Of course he does, his best quality is his intelligence.
He tries questioning Shinsou and the insomniac is very close to snapping at him, just ending it all because he feels like he can't say it, it just won't go through his throat.

He breaks down instead.

He tells Midoriya about his fears, his paranoia, his inner turmoil, everything.
Midoriya rubs his back gently as he cries and cries, repressed emotions breaking the dam and overflowing him.
He's embarrassed at the end but also feels lighter than he did in a while.

Now he's just waiting for Midoriya's judgment.

And boi does he not disappoint.

"Can I see..?"

Shinsou is kinda too stunned to answer for a while but Midoriya is patient. He just sits there smiling warmly, waiting until eggplant finally snaps out of it and nods shyly.

Shinsou feels VERY awkward undressing in front of his boyfriend's watchful gaze and stresses that the moment he sees he'll leave, but at the same time kinda relieved that the secret is out to someone.

The shirt gets thrown on the floor finally and Shinsou doesn't know what do to with his hands so he kinda just crosses them below his boobs and turns his eyes away from Midoriya.

That's why he's startled when the boy is suddenly in his lap, kissing him all over his face.

One of Midoriya's hands settles on his shoulder, the other travels down to his boobs and squeezes one lightly, making him shudder. It feels nice. It feels freeing.

Shinsou allows himself to get lost in kisses and touches, letting Midoriya explore his body and mapping his own in exchange. At some point most of their clothing gets lost in the heap near the bed, and they're just clinging to each other, closer and more intimate than ever.

To say that Midoriya liked Shinsou's chest would be an understatement of the century, the broccoli squeezed, kissed and sucked on his boobs relentlessly, until Shinsou had to push him away because his dingaroo was starting to stir awake and sex was the furthest thing on his mind.

Not that Midoriya wasn't content on going back to making out in more classic way.

//I guess that's the end of this thread.