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“High Expectations”
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Latin!Sero
Background BkDk
Latin!Bakugou
Background KiriKami
Drug use
High sex
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*Emphasis*
‘Thoughts’
“High Expectations”
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‘Thoughts’
Shouto sighed as he stared out the window. ‘Finally landed thank goodness. I can’t wait to get off. I need to stretch my legs.’
“Good afternoon this is your captain speaking. We have just landed in Tokyo where the weather...”
“Good afternoon this is your captain speaking. We have just landed in Tokyo where the weather...”
Shouto ignored the rest of the spiel, collected his things, and as soon as the flight attendants stood, he stepped around the person still seated in the aisle seat and rushed up the aisle and off the plane.
He sighed in relief when he stepped into the airport, out of the tunnel from the plane.‘I hate planes.’
Shouto took a moment to adjust his laptop bag across his chest and set his backpack properly onto his back before he pulled his phone out and dialed.
“Shouto!
Shouto took a moment to adjust his laptop bag across his chest and set his backpack properly onto his back before he pulled his phone out and dialed.
“Shouto!
I figure if you’re calling me that means you landed right?”
“Hello Izuku. Yes, I just got off of the plane. Just need to get my suitcases from the baggage claim and order an Oober.”
Izuku laughed lightly on the other end of the phone.
“Hello Izuku. Yes, I just got off of the plane. Just need to get my suitcases from the baggage claim and order an Oober.”
Izuku laughed lightly on the other end of the phone.
“Shou, did you really think I was going to let you Oober from the airport.”
Shouto snorted. “Don’t tell me-“
“I’m here. I think this is the baggage claim from your flight.” A low murmur came from Izuku’s end. “Yeah, this is it.”
“Of course you are. I think I see you.”
Shouto snorted. “Don’t tell me-“
“I’m here. I think this is the baggage claim from your flight.” A low murmur came from Izuku’s end. “Yeah, this is it.”
“Of course you are. I think I see you.”
But that wasn't exactly true. Shouto didn’t see Izuku (his friend was too short to see) but he did see Momo & Tenya and he knew Izuku had to be with them.
“Ah we see you!”
“You’re such a sneaky little shit Izuku.”
“You love me.” He laughed.
Momo ran up and hugged him tightly.
“Ah we see you!”
“You’re such a sneaky little shit Izuku.”
“You love me.” He laughed.
Momo ran up and hugged him tightly.
“It’s so good to see you!”
“You too.” Shouto turned and had to take a step back to brace himself against the tiny brick house that damn near tackled him around the waist.
“Shou! You’ve been gone too long.” Izuku beamed up at him.
“You too.” Shouto turned and had to take a step back to brace himself against the tiny brick house that damn near tackled him around the waist.
“Shou! You’ve been gone too long.” Izuku beamed up at him.
Then he stepped aside for Tsu, who Shouto had missed in the midst of his louder friends.
“You didn’t all have to pick me up…” Shouto pulled his hair back with a clip and tugged on a strand of his hair.
“We’re going for food. I bet you’re starving.”
“You didn’t all have to pick me up…” Shouto pulled his hair back with a clip and tugged on a strand of his hair.
“We’re going for food. I bet you’re starving.”
On cue, Shouto’s stomach growls. He chuckles along with his friends and nods. “Yeah. Let me just grab my stuff.”
“So how’s New York been treating you?”
“It’s very loud. And the people are very rude.”
“So how’s New York been treating you?”
“It’s very loud. And the people are very rude.”
“You’re always so *busy*.” Izuku whined as the taxi pulled up to the hotel.
Shouto nudged him with a smile and paid the driver.
By the time he’d climbed out of the car, Izuku had already lifted both suitcases from the trunk and was on his way to the doors, +
Shouto nudged him with a smile and paid the driver.
By the time he’d climbed out of the car, Izuku had already lifted both suitcases from the trunk and was on his way to the doors, +
-one held over his shoulder and pulling the other by the handle.
“I can get those.” Shouto frowned and grabbed the heavy suitcase Izuku had thrown over his shoulder like it was a coat.
It was easy to forget, looking at Izuku’s short stature and baggy sweater, +
“I can get those.” Shouto frowned and grabbed the heavy suitcase Izuku had thrown over his shoulder like it was a coat.
It was easy to forget, looking at Izuku’s short stature and baggy sweater, +
-that he was a powerhouse, even without using his quirk.
“I know.” Izuku grinned, shoved Shouto lightly & crossed his arms. “It’s so ridiculous how you still can’t accept help for even the smallest things.” He watched Shouto out of the corner of his eyes when he spoke next.
“I know.” Izuku grinned, shoved Shouto lightly & crossed his arms. “It’s so ridiculous how you still can’t accept help for even the smallest things.” He watched Shouto out of the corner of his eyes when he spoke next.
“You and Kacchan are *very* similar that way.”
“Oh fuck off.” Shouto laughed.
‘It’s easy to stay busy so I don’t have to think about how much I’ve missed my friends.’
As though reading his mind, Izuku opened his mouth.
“Oh fuck off.” Shouto laughed.
‘It’s easy to stay busy so I don’t have to think about how much I’ve missed my friends.’
As though reading his mind, Izuku opened his mouth.
“You know you can always come back.” He didn’t look at Shouto when he spoke.
“Kacchan & I would love to have you at our agency.”
Shouto smirked. “You & I both know that Bakugou would hire me with *begrudging acceptance* at best.”
“Kacchan & I would love to have you at our agency.”
Shouto smirked. “You & I both know that Bakugou would hire me with *begrudging acceptance* at best.”
Izuku smiled and hip checked him, almost knocking him off balance as he grabbed the handles of his suitcases and pulled them after Izuku.
“Maybe to your face.” Izuku shrugged. “But you know how he is.”
“I do.”
“Maybe to your face.” Izuku shrugged. “But you know how he is.”
“I do.”
They stepped through the doors of the hotel and Shouto looked around.
It was a nice place. Not too over the top of course, Kaminari and Kirishima were many things, but lavish wasn’t one of them.
‘I guess I should start thinking of them as the Kirishimas now.’
It was a nice place. Not too over the top of course, Kaminari and Kirishima were many things, but lavish wasn’t one of them.
‘I guess I should start thinking of them as the Kirishimas now.’
Shouto spotted Bakugou easily, as tall and blonde as he still was, but he came to an abrupt halt when he saw who Bakugou was talking to.
Sero was taller than even Bakugou, who stood at 6’4 last time he’d talked to Izuku, with his black hair pulled up into a high ponytail.
Sero was taller than even Bakugou, who stood at 6’4 last time he’d talked to Izuku, with his black hair pulled up into a high ponytail.
The bottom half was shaved down into an undercut that Shouto wanted to rub his hands over and he could see the edges of a tattoo peeking out from his hoodie.
“Is that…”
“Hmm?” Izuku turned to look at where Shouto stared and covered his smile with a hand.
“Is that…”
“Hmm?” Izuku turned to look at where Shouto stared and covered his smile with a hand.
“*Oh*. Yes, California has been *very* good to Sero hasn’t it?”
Shouto hadn’t known Sero went to the US too. He’d really only kept in touch with Izuku, Momo and Tenya after graduation… and Tsu of course by default, but maybe he should have reached out more.
Shouto hadn’t known Sero went to the US too. He’d really only kept in touch with Izuku, Momo and Tenya after graduation… and Tsu of course by default, but maybe he should have reached out more.
Izuku was right, California had done Sero *good*. He was broader than he’d been when they’d graduated, and his small ponytail was longer than it had been.
There was a tattoo on his calf, visible below his basketball shorts, of a spider. The design looked familiar.
There was a tattoo on his calf, visible below his basketball shorts, of a spider. The design looked familiar.
‘Where have I seen it before?’ And of course there was the other tattoo Shouto could see the hint of on the back of his neck.
Shouto really, really, wanted to see what it was.
“Shou, you coming?”
Shouto really, really, wanted to see what it was.
“Shou, you coming?”
Izuku caught his attention again with a knowing grin on his face that Shouto pointedly ignored.
“Yeah, lead the way.”
~*tbc*~
“Yeah, lead the way.”
~*tbc*~
“Uh huh.” Izuku snorted.
“Kacchan!” Izuku ran over and jumped. He wrapped both arms around Bakugou’s neck and both legs around his waist, laughing as his boyfriend stumbled back a step under his sudden assault.
“What the fuck, space cadet?!”
“Kacchan!” Izuku ran over and jumped. He wrapped both arms around Bakugou’s neck and both legs around his waist, laughing as his boyfriend stumbled back a step under his sudden assault.
“What the fuck, space cadet?!”
Shouto sighed and followed more sedately. “Bakugou, Sero.”
“Yo, Icy hot.”
“Hey there Todoroki. Long time no see.”
Sero’s grin was as infectious as ever, and Shouto smiled back almost without realizing it.
“Yeah, it’s been a bit.”
“Yo, Icy hot.”
“Hey there Todoroki. Long time no see.”
Sero’s grin was as infectious as ever, and Shouto smiled back almost without realizing it.
“Yeah, it’s been a bit.”
Bakugou snorted as Izuku unwrapped his legs from his boyfriend’s waist and slid down to put his feet back on the floor.
“That’s a fucking understatement, you haven’t been back practically since we graduated.”
“Can you blame me?” Shouto raised an eyebrow.
“That’s a fucking understatement, you haven’t been back practically since we graduated.”
“Can you blame me?” Shouto raised an eyebrow.
He found that he still appreciated Bakugou’s straight forwardness and candor, even when it was about things he’d rather not bring up.
“I sure the fuck can. It’s been six years.” He turned to Sero and gestured pointedly to Shouto. “Escuchas a este pendejo?”
“I sure the fuck can. It’s been six years.” He turned to Sero and gestured pointedly to Shouto. “Escuchas a este pendejo?”
Sero threw his head back when he laughed. “Se amable.”
“Hey!” Izuku laughed and shoved at Bakugou’s shoulder. It was for show of course, Bakugou’s shoulder barely moved.
“Speak Japanese. Shouto doesn’t understand Spanish.”
“Hey!” Izuku laughed and shoved at Bakugou’s shoulder. It was for show of course, Bakugou’s shoulder barely moved.
“Speak Japanese. Shouto doesn’t understand Spanish.”
Bakugou responded with a wolfish grin and wrapped his arms tightly around Izuku’s waist. “Te voy a devorar cuando-”
“Oi, oi, oi, cabron!” Sero’s face was red and he’d reached up to cover his ears. “Callate la boca! Aye chingado. Pinché pervertido!”
“Wow.” Shouto chuckled.
“Oi, oi, oi, cabron!” Sero’s face was red and he’d reached up to cover his ears. “Callate la boca! Aye chingado. Pinché pervertido!”
“Wow.” Shouto chuckled.
He turned to Izuku, whose face was redder than Sero’s. He turned to Bakugou, who was laughing silently, still with that shit eating grin on his face. “What did you say?”
“None of your business.” Bakugou said at the same time as Sero said, “You really don’t want to know.”
“None of your business.” Bakugou said at the same time as Sero said, “You really don’t want to know.”
Shouto raised an eyebrow. “Well ok then. I’m gonna check in now.”
“Yeah, me too.” Sero shot Bakugou and Izuku a disgusted look and stepped pointedly away from them to follow Shouto to the reception desk.
“Yeah, me too.” Sero shot Bakugou and Izuku a disgusted look and stepped pointedly away from them to follow Shouto to the reception desk.
It turned out Shouto’s room and Sero’s were on the same floor, just a few doors apart so they rode up the elevator together. “So where’ve you been?”
“New York City.”
Sero looked surprised. “No shit? I’m in Los Angeles!”
“New York City.”
Sero looked surprised. “No shit? I’m in Los Angeles!”
Shouto laughed. “Yeah, Izuku said something about you being in California when we walked in. Pretty crazy that we wound up in the same country. Why California?”
“I’ve got cousins there.” Sero grinned. “Why New York?”
Shouto shrugged.
“I’ve got cousins there.” Sero grinned. “Why New York?”
Shouto shrugged.
“All Might recommended the city when he overheard Izuku and I talking about where I should go.”
Sero nodded. “Hard to turn down a suggestion from All Might. Do you like it there?”
“Sometimes,” Shouto spoke slowly.
Sero nodded. “Hard to turn down a suggestion from All Might. Do you like it there?”
“Sometimes,” Shouto spoke slowly.
“On one hand, it’s nice that it’s considered socially acceptable to tell reporters and overly familiar fans to fuck off…”
Sero snorted as the elevator dinged on their floor and followed Shouto off of it and towards their rooms.
Sero snorted as the elevator dinged on their floor and followed Shouto off of it and towards their rooms.
“But on the other hand, there are *far* too many overly familiar fans… and people are so rude for no reason…” Shouto sighed dramatically. “And the food sucks.”
Sero threw his head back and laughed heartily just before he came to a stop by room 314. “This is me.”
Sero threw his head back and laughed heartily just before he came to a stop by room 314. “This is me.”
Shouto nodded and pointed. “I’m over here.”
Sero nodded with a grin. “We should catch up while we’re both here. Get dinner or something before things get too busy.”
Shouto shuffled from foot to foot with a small smile. “That sounds nice. Or breakfast?”
Sero nodded with a grin. “We should catch up while we’re both here. Get dinner or something before things get too busy.”
Shouto shuffled from foot to foot with a small smile. “That sounds nice. Or breakfast?”
“Breakfast sounds great.” Sero held his phone out for Shouto with a raise of his eyebrow. “I don’t think I have your contact?”
Shouto took the phone and put his first name in and after a moment of hesitation he added a little snowflake next to it and saved the contact.
“Night.”
Shouto took the phone and put his first name in and after a moment of hesitation he added a little snowflake next to it and saved the contact.
“Night.”
Sero waved his phone at Shouto before he unlocked the hotel room and slipped inside. Shouto’s stomach swooped and he turned on his heel towards his own room.
If he smiled when he felt his phone vibrate, there was nobody around to see it.
If he smiled when he felt his phone vibrate, there was nobody around to see it.
Shouto woke the next morning to someone banging on his door.
With a frustrated huff, he rolled out of bed and drug his feet to the door.
“Wha-”
A styrofoam cup was shoved under his nose and the smell of cinnamon, vanilla and coffee pulled his ire right from underneath him.
With a frustrated huff, he rolled out of bed and drug his feet to the door.
“Wha-”
A styrofoam cup was shoved under his nose and the smell of cinnamon, vanilla and coffee pulled his ire right from underneath him.
“Good morning Shou!”
“Izuku,” he grumbled. Shouto took the coffee from his overly chipper friend and meandered back to the bed.
“Get dressed! We’re going to breakfast.”
“Who’s ‘we’?”
“Izuku,” he grumbled. Shouto took the coffee from his overly chipper friend and meandered back to the bed.
“Get dressed! We’re going to breakfast.”
“Who’s ‘we’?”
Izuku ticked names off of his fingers as he listed them off. “Denki, Eijirou, Hanta, Mina, Kyouka, Tetsu, Momo, Awase, and I think Cammie is meeting us there too.”
Shouto snorted and sipped at his coffee. “I’m too jet lagged for this.”
Shouto snorted and sipped at his coffee. “I’m too jet lagged for this.”
But sure enough, ten minutes later Shouto was dressed and ready to go. He stepped out of his room and came face to face with Hanta, who stood across from his doorway. He looked up from his phone with a grin when he saw Shouto.
“Mido asked me to wait for you. I think he went to wrangle Bakugou.”
Shouto snorted a laugh. “A full time job, I’m sure.”
Hanta’s grin widened. “Yeah. Those two never change. It’s refreshing.”
“It is. Where are we eating?”
“Mido didn’t tell you?” Hanta laughed.
Shouto snorted a laugh. “A full time job, I’m sure.”
Hanta’s grin widened. “Yeah. Those two never change. It’s refreshing.”
“It is. Where are we eating?”
“Mido didn’t tell you?” Hanta laughed.
Shouto shook his head. “No. he just barged into my room with coffee and demanded I get dressed for breakfast.”
“To be fair, we haven’t gotten the whole squad together since graduation.”
Shouto huffed.
“To be fair, we haven’t gotten the whole squad together since graduation.”
Shouto huffed.
“Hard to do when half the squad is out of the country.”
“You’re not wrong. We’re just eating at one of the hotel’s restaurants.”
They got into the elevator together and the doors had just started to close when Bakugou and Izuku squeezed through, breathless and disheveled.
“You’re not wrong. We’re just eating at one of the hotel’s restaurants.”
They got into the elevator together and the doors had just started to close when Bakugou and Izuku squeezed through, breathless and disheveled.
“Asqueroso.” Hanta’s lip curled in amusement and Shouto scrunched his nose.
“I did *not* think this is what you meant when you said you had to wrangle your boyfriend, Izuku.”
Hanta’s laughter echoed in the small space.
~*tbc*~
“I did *not* think this is what you meant when you said you had to wrangle your boyfriend, Izuku.”
Hanta’s laughter echoed in the small space.
~*tbc*~
Bakugou and Izuku got them back quickly enough.
Shouto hadn’t forgotten that his friends were all pro heroes, but he had forgotten how *tiny* Mina, Denki and Kyouka all were, and he was wholly unprepared for the greeting they gave.
Shouto hadn’t forgotten that his friends were all pro heroes, but he had forgotten how *tiny* Mina, Denki and Kyouka all were, and he was wholly unprepared for the greeting they gave.
He and Hanta were buried under tackle hugs and screaming as soon as they got off of the elevator and were spotted by Awase, who was staring at the elevators when the doors opened.
Shouto had no proof, but he knew it was Izuku’s doing. But he didn’t mind.
It…
Shouto had no proof, but he knew it was Izuku’s doing. But he didn’t mind.
It…
It was *really* good to be home.
“So there I was, barbeque sauce on my titties-”
“Callate la boca pendejo,” Hanta cackled, head thrown back.
“Come on bro, that meme never gets old.” Denki shoved his shoulder with a grin.
“So there I was, barbeque sauce on my titties-”
“Callate la boca pendejo,” Hanta cackled, head thrown back.
“Come on bro, that meme never gets old.” Denki shoved his shoulder with a grin.
“I haven’t heard it from anyone except for you in like eight years Denks.” Izuku patted his shoulder, failing to hide a smile by shoving food into his mouth.
“That means I’m keeping it alive all by myself!”
“Babe no.”
“Babe *yes*.”
“That means I’m keeping it alive all by myself!”
“Babe no.”
“Babe *yes*.”
Shouto couldn’t contain his laughter any longer and he leaned forward with a snort.
“HA!” Denki shouted. “I made Shouto laugh. Screw you guys, I’m hilarious.”
“HA!” Denki shouted. “I made Shouto laugh. Screw you guys, I’m hilarious.”
Shouto laughed harder & brought a hand up to cover his mouth.
A big, warm hand patted between his shoulder blades & when Shouto looked up, he saw Hanta grinning down at him. He felt his face flush at the affection in Hanta’s gaze but hoped he could blame it on the laughing fit.
A big, warm hand patted between his shoulder blades & when Shouto looked up, he saw Hanta grinning down at him. He felt his face flush at the affection in Hanta’s gaze but hoped he could blame it on the laughing fit.
Shouto bit his lip and he saw Hanta’s gaze drop to his mouth.
His breath hitched and he started to lift his hand to… he didn’t know what he’d planned to do when a voice shattered the intensity.
“Hey Hanta, Shou, I’ve got a favor to ask.”
His breath hitched and he started to lift his hand to… he didn’t know what he’d planned to do when a voice shattered the intensity.
“Hey Hanta, Shou, I’ve got a favor to ask.”
Shouto flinched and looked over at Izuku, who had a knowing look in his eyes, but didn’t comment.
“Kacchan and I ordered cupcakes for the rehearsal dinner tonight but Ei needs us for something regarding the ceremony so we can’t go pick them up. Can you guys go?
“Kacchan and I ordered cupcakes for the rehearsal dinner tonight but Ei needs us for something regarding the ceremony so we can’t go pick them up. Can you guys go?
If I give you the address? I’ll call the bakery and let them know you’re coming instead of us.”
“Why did Eiji ask you guys if you ordered-”
“The cupcakes are a surprise. They’re strawberry & chocolate marble-”
“Kami’s favorite.” Hanta muttered at Shouto’s confused expression.
“Why did Eiji ask you guys if you ordered-”
“The cupcakes are a surprise. They’re strawberry & chocolate marble-”
“Kami’s favorite.” Hanta muttered at Shouto’s confused expression.
“-and they couldn’t find a bakery that made that flavor in wedding cakes.”
“...really?” Shouto was surprised. His father had always gotten whatever he’d wanted by-
“You know Denki and Eijirou. They didn’t even tell the bakeries that they were pro heroes, +
“...really?” Shouto was surprised. His father had always gotten whatever he’d wanted by-
“You know Denki and Eijirou. They didn’t even tell the bakeries that they were pro heroes, +
let alone *Red Riot and Chargebolt*.”
Shouto nodded. That was true. Denki might enjoy the fame that came from his side gigs and endorsements, but neither of them were the type to throw their names around to get what they wanted.
They were better than that.
Shouto nodded. That was true. Denki might enjoy the fame that came from his side gigs and endorsements, but neither of them were the type to throw their names around to get what they wanted.
They were better than that.
“I don’t mind.” Hanta looked at Shouto and nudged him with an elbow. “What do you say, wanna take a field trip?”
Shouto shrugged. “Sure. We can go.”
Izuku clapped softly and smiled. “Thank you, thank you, thank you!
Shouto shrugged. “Sure. We can go.”
Izuku clapped softly and smiled. “Thank you, thank you, thank you!
I’ll call the bakery right after breakfast and you guys can go this afternoon. As long as they’re here in time for dinner.”
“What are you guys whispering about over there?” Mina asked with a smirk on her face. She continued when she saw she had their attention.
“What are you guys whispering about over there?” Mina asked with a smirk on her face. She continued when she saw she had their attention.
“Shouto I love your hair! Have you decided how you’re doing it for the wedding?”
Shouto shook his head. “No, actually. I hadn’t planned to do anything special.”
Mina scoffed. “That’s criminal. Let me at it. I’ve got some ideas already.”
Shouto shook his head. “No, actually. I hadn’t planned to do anything special.”
Mina scoffed. “That’s criminal. Let me at it. I’ve got some ideas already.”
With a small smile, Shouto took a bite without answering. Mina leaned forward in her seat, pointedly waiting for an actual answer.
“I want to see pictures before you do anything.”
With a squeal of happiness Mina nodded.
“I want to see pictures before you do anything.”
With a squeal of happiness Mina nodded.
“Of course, of course! After the dinner tonight I can come by your room and show you some of my ideas.”
“Sounds good.”
They got lost in discussions about villains they’d captured, civilians they’d saved, and some of their dealings with the press and +
“Sounds good.”
They got lost in discussions about villains they’d captured, civilians they’d saved, and some of their dealings with the press and +
-before they knew it, the bill was paid and they were headed back to the elevators.
“Just grab your swimming suits and towels, Tetsu and Setsuna and I will handle drinks and snacks and stuff.”
“Is Setsuna here?” Hanta asked. “I haven't seen her.”
“Just grab your swimming suits and towels, Tetsu and Setsuna and I will handle drinks and snacks and stuff.”
“Is Setsuna here?” Hanta asked. “I haven't seen her.”
“Yeah, she got in really late last night.” Tetsu sighed. He had a to-go food box in one hand. “So we let her sleep in this morning.”
“She earned it.” Mina poked her boyfriend in the ribs & laughed when he flinched.
“She did, she did.” His eyes were soft when they looked at her.
“She earned it.” Mina poked her boyfriend in the ribs & laughed when he flinched.
“She did, she did.” His eyes were soft when they looked at her.
“But now she’s gotta get up and eat so we can go down to the beach.”
“Duh. No way am I missing her in a bikini.”
Hanta coughed to cover his laugh and Shouto smirked at him. “It’ll be nice to see her too.”
Mina pointed a sharp nail at him and glared playfully.
“Duh. No way am I missing her in a bikini.”
Hanta coughed to cover his laugh and Shouto smirked at him. “It’ll be nice to see her too.”
Mina pointed a sharp nail at him and glared playfully.
“I meant it mister. Just your bathing suit and a towel. And your phone, I *guess*.”
Shouto held his hands up in surrender. “I heard you Mina.”
She smirked and pushed him onto the elevator with Hanta. “We’ll all meet down here in like twenty.
Shouto held his hands up in surrender. “I heard you Mina.”
She smirked and pushed him onto the elevator with Hanta. “We’ll all meet down here in like twenty.
Give my girl some time to eat.” She turned to Tetsu. “Did you grab her some tea?”
“Glad Izuku reminded me to bring swim trunks.” Shouto sighed.
When he looked over at Hanta, the man had a mischievous look on his face. “Do you still smoke?”
“Glad Izuku reminded me to bring swim trunks.” Shouto sighed.
When he looked over at Hanta, the man had a mischievous look on his face. “Do you still smoke?”
Shouto couldn’t help the involuntary grin that crawled across his face everytime Hanta smiled at him. “Occasionally. It’s been a while.”
Hanta steepled his fingers together like a villain in a bad movie. “Come by my room after you change.
Hanta steepled his fingers together like a villain in a bad movie. “Come by my room after you change.
They gave us twenty minutes, that’s plenty of time.”
“You want to get high before we go to the beach?” Shouto raised an eyebrow as the elevator dinged at their floor and they got off.
“You want to get high before we go to the beach?” Shouto raised an eyebrow as the elevator dinged at their floor and they got off.
He wasn't going to miss an opportunity for one on one time with the man he’s secretly had a thing for since high school, but Hatna didn’t know that.
‘And I definitely have to give him shit for this.
‘And I definitely have to give him shit for this.
“Oh come on. It’s been a while for me too with work and all. This is practically a vacation.”
Shouto pretended to mull it over for a moment before he sighed with overexaggerated theatrics. “Alright, I’ll come by.”
~*tbc*~
Shouto pretended to mull it over for a moment before he sighed with overexaggerated theatrics. “Alright, I’ll come by.”
~*tbc*~
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Hanta’s smile almost blinded him as he punched Shouto’s shoulder gently. “Don’t act like you don’t want to, man.”
The elevator opened and Shouto followed Hanta with a smile. “If I didn’t want to, I wouldn’t be bothered.”
The elevator opened and Shouto followed Hanta with a smile. “If I didn’t want to, I wouldn’t be bothered.”
As he passed Hanta’s room and the other man stopped to go inside, Shouto shamelessly checked him out and bit his lip. ‘I’ll have to be quick.
“That was fast. Eager?” Hanta’s eyes dropped to Shouto’s mouth when he pouted.
“That was fast. Eager?” Hanta’s eyes dropped to Shouto’s mouth when he pouted.
They were somewhat red and there was a lit joint between his teeth.
“Maybe. You started without me.”
“I did.” Hanta puffed on the joint as he stepped aside to let Shouto in. “I hope you’ll forgive me.” He breathed out of his nose in a puff of smoke.
“Maybe. You started without me.”
“I did.” Hanta puffed on the joint as he stepped aside to let Shouto in. “I hope you’ll forgive me.” He breathed out of his nose in a puff of smoke.
Feeling bold, Shouto pressed him back against the closed door.
“Share and I’ll think about it.”
Hanta grabbed his hip with a sharp inhale. He smelled like weed and sandalwood and Shouto would never admit out loud how much the scent aroused him.
“Share and I’ll think about it.”
Hanta grabbed his hip with a sharp inhale. He smelled like weed and sandalwood and Shouto would never admit out loud how much the scent aroused him.
His voice was husky when he responded. “Anything you want.”
“Good.” Shouto maintained eye contact as he pulled the joint from Hanta’s mouth and placed it between his own lips with a trembling hand.
“Good.” Shouto maintained eye contact as he pulled the joint from Hanta’s mouth and placed it between his own lips with a trembling hand.
He sucked, lips puckered and slightly damp, cheeks hollowed, and swallowed as he held the smoke in his lungs for a moment.
Then he let his eyes slide closed and groaned, tilted his head back, dropped his mouth open and let the smoke leave his mouth on a slow exhale.
Then he let his eyes slide closed and groaned, tilted his head back, dropped his mouth open and let the smoke leave his mouth on a slow exhale.
Shouto felt the high wash over him and a smile crept across his face as the tension left him.
When he opened his eyes he trailed his gaze up from Hanta’s loose swim trunks to the tank top that clung to a muscled abdomen and chest, +
When he opened his eyes he trailed his gaze up from Hanta’s loose swim trunks to the tank top that clung to a muscled abdomen and chest, +
-balled up fists that made the veins in his forearms stand out wasn’t surprised to see Hanta’s eyes locked on his face.
He thought the man’s eyes were dilated but it was somewhat hard to tell with how dark they already were.
He thought the man’s eyes were dilated but it was somewhat hard to tell with how dark they already were.
Shouto took another hit, less theatrical this time, and let the smoke out as he spoke. “You brought a bong right?”
Hanta cleared his throat and shook his head sharply. “Y-yeah. I’ll go pack it.”
Shouto grinned. “Kay.”
Hanta cleared his throat and shook his head sharply. “Y-yeah. I’ll go pack it.”
Shouto grinned. “Kay.”
The joint was pretty much done for at that point so he engulfed it in flame and shook the ashes away before turning towards the bed.
“*Fuck*.”
Shouto threw a grin over his shoulder and licked his lips.
“*Fuck*.”
Shouto threw a grin over his shoulder and licked his lips.
He felt confidence in his veins like it was his lifesblood and he loved it.
Shouto had always liked being high. Smoking made his anxiety slip away with every exhale and it was easy to ride the feeling as much as he rode the high itself.
Shouto had always liked being high. Smoking made his anxiety slip away with every exhale and it was easy to ride the feeling as much as he rode the high itself.
He crawled onto the bed on his forearms and knees, making sure to keep his ass in the air and his stomach swooped at the sound of Hanta swearing up a storm in Spanish behind him.
Shouto rolled onto his back and crooked a finger.
Shouto rolled onto his back and crooked a finger.
Hanta was at his side in an instant, eyes blown & red from the high &, hopefully, desire.
“Pack the bong Hanta.” Hanta started moving almost before Shouto had finished speaking & he felt his stomach swoop again.
This kind of power over someone usually so collected was heady.
“Pack the bong Hanta.” Hanta started moving almost before Shouto had finished speaking & he felt his stomach swoop again.
This kind of power over someone usually so collected was heady.
Shouto’s eyes slid closed and he ran a hand up and down his stomach underneath his shirt.
The feeling of skin on skin, even if it was his own, was electric and soothing at the same time and he sighed as he waited for Hanta to tell him he was ready.
The feeling of skin on skin, even if it was his own, was electric and soothing at the same time and he sighed as he waited for Hanta to tell him he was ready.
Hanta couldn't tell if he was in heaven or hell at the moment.
When Shouto had first shown up at his door, all cool indifference unless you knew where to look, he’d been sure he was in heaven.
When Shouto had first shown up at his door, all cool indifference unless you knew where to look, he’d been sure he was in heaven.
But between the hot as sin display of powerful control & the erotic sway of Shouto’s ass as he’d crawled onto the bed, hell was starting to look more likely.
No way would heaven feel this sinfully electric.
No way would heaven feel this sinfully electric.
Hanta intentionally avoided watching as Shouto stroked up and down his abdomen.
He ignored it as his shirt rode up, revealing defined abs that he wanted to run his tongue over and nibble.
He ignored it as his shirt rode up, revealing defined abs that he wanted to run his tongue over and nibble.
The smell of the weed couldn’t completely cover up Shouto’s natrual smell and it clung to Hanta’s shirt from where Shouto had pressed up against him in the doorway.
He forcefully pushed the memory of Shouto’s hip in his hand and their chests flush together and +
He forcefully pushed the memory of Shouto’s hip in his hand and their chests flush together and +
hoped Shouto wouldn’t notice that his hands shook when he nudged him. “Pretty boy gets the green.”
Grey and blue eyes opened slowly and locked with his own. And then Shouto smiled, slow and teasing. “You think I’m pretty?”
Grey and blue eyes opened slowly and locked with his own. And then Shouto smiled, slow and teasing. “You think I’m pretty?”
Fuck, Hanta was gonna die.
“¿Te miras en un espejo?”
Shouto pouted, bottom lip jutted out the smallest bit and Hanta had to stifle the urge to sink his teeth into it. “What’d you say?” He grinned.
“That would be telling.”
Shouto scoffed. “Tease.”
“¿Te miras en un espejo?”
Shouto pouted, bottom lip jutted out the smallest bit and Hanta had to stifle the urge to sink his teeth into it. “What’d you say?” He grinned.
“That would be telling.”
Shouto scoffed. “Tease.”
“Te mostraré lo bromista que soy.”
“I should say random things in Russian. See how you like it.”
Heat pooled in Hanta’s belly at the thought of Shouto’s smooth voice in a Russian accent.
“You speak Russian?”
“I should say random things in Russian. See how you like it.”
Heat pooled in Hanta’s belly at the thought of Shouto’s smooth voice in a Russian accent.
“You speak Russian?”
That was news to him, though it was hard to care about that fact aside from the arousal it brought him. Shouto pursed his lips ever so slightly and looked away.
“I know a bit. Mainly swear words.”
Hanta laughed. Fucking hell he was so damn cute.
“I know a bit. Mainly swear words.”
Hanta laughed. Fucking hell he was so damn cute.
“There was this Russian family that lived next door for a while. They were nice… kind of reminded me of Katsuki’s family.”
“How so?” Hanta finished up packing the bong and sat cross legged next to Shouto.
“How so?” Hanta finished up packing the bong and sat cross legged next to Shouto.
“Loud kids that were always cursing and one loud parent. I got called out there for a domestic disturbance before I ever met them. That’s how I found my apartment.”
There was a small smile on Shouto’s face that made Hanta’s heart swell.
There was a small smile on Shouto’s face that made Hanta’s heart swell.
“The wife’s name was Natalia. She was very soft spoken and offered me borscht when I came to check on the disturbance. Ivan, her husband, was loud and swore more than Katsuki, but whenever Natalia spoke he made sure everyone else around was quiet so he could hear her speak.
I liked them. Their kids taught me swear words and insults in Russian.”
Hanta tilted his head and offered Shouto the bong. “What happened to them?”
Shouto shrugged and sat up. “They moved.”
“That’s pretty cool. You still talk to them?”
“They write sometimes.”
Hanta tilted his head and offered Shouto the bong. “What happened to them?”
Shouto shrugged and sat up. “They moved.”
“That’s pretty cool. You still talk to them?”
“They write sometimes.”
Shouto shrugged again and lit the bong. He sucked hard and Hanta watched the way long, delicate looking fingers pulled the bowl and the white cloud of smoke shot up between Shouto’s parted lips. He spoke through a mouthful of smoke.
“The kids have HandBook and Pictogram, so they keep in touch through that. I kind of want to send them some stuff from here, since I’m visiting.”
Hanta took the bong when Shouto passed it and took a hit of his own.
~*tbc*~
Hanta took the bong when Shouto passed it and took a hit of his own.
~*tbc*~
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“That’s pretty fucking cool Shou. I live with my Tia and my cousins. It’s fun, and it definitely keeps me from getting a big head, but it’s-”
“Great.” Shouto interrupted. “Being able to live with family who supports you and doesn’t judge or bring up bad memories sounds great.”
“Great.” Shouto interrupted. “Being able to live with family who supports you and doesn’t judge or bring up bad memories sounds great.”
Hanta winced, an errant thought of blue flames and stapled skin crossing his mind. He passed the bong back and leaned back on one hand. “Have you spoken to your family since you’ve been here?”
Shouto snorted before he took his hit.
Shouto snorted before he took his hit.
“No, and hopefully they won’t know I was here until after I’ve already left. Last I heard, Touya’s therapy was going well and he wants to talk to me, but the sentiment isn’t mutual.”
“I mean, that’s fair. He tried to kill you. More than once.
“I mean, that’s fair. He tried to kill you. More than once.
Just because he may not be like that anymore doesn’t mean the damage he caused is just magically gone.”
Hanta took a hit and then laughed as a thought struck him.
“I should introduce you to my Tia. I can hear her now.” He passed the bong to Shouto and shook his finger.
Hanta took a hit and then laughed as a thought struck him.
“I should introduce you to my Tia. I can hear her now.” He passed the bong to Shouto and shook his finger.
“¡A la mierda el cabron! ¡Tratas bien las cosas si quieres quedàrtelas! No te sorprendas cuando te traten de la misma forma!”
When Hanta looked up at Shouto, his mouth dropped at the heated look on Shouto’s face.
When Hanta looked up at Shouto, his mouth dropped at the heated look on Shouto’s face.
Shouto leaned forward, passed Hanta, and placed the bong on the nightstand.
Then he put a hand on Hanta’s chest & shoved him flat on the bed. All air left Hanta’s lungs and his skin tingled under his shirt where Shouto’s hand pressed against his chest as he swung one leg over +
Then he put a hand on Hanta’s chest & shoved him flat on the bed. All air left Hanta’s lungs and his skin tingled under his shirt where Shouto’s hand pressed against his chest as he swung one leg over +
-Hanta’s waist and sat directly over his dick.
“*Fuck*.”
“Do you know-” Shouto pressed his other hand to Hanta’s chest and rolled his hips. “How sexy it is to hear you speak Spanish?”
“*Shouto*.” Hanta’s hands flew to Shouto’s hips and squeezed. He couldn’t decide what to do.
“*Fuck*.”
“Do you know-” Shouto pressed his other hand to Hanta’s chest and rolled his hips. “How sexy it is to hear you speak Spanish?”
“*Shouto*.” Hanta’s hands flew to Shouto’s hips and squeezed. He couldn’t decide what to do.
He knew he should probably push him off. Shouto was high, he wasn’t thinking straight.
‘He was flirting when he first came in…’ but flirting and… *this* were not the same.
This hip rolling & grinding was a far cry from flirting & Hanta had to at least fucking say something.
‘He was flirting when he first came in…’ but flirting and… *this* were not the same.
This hip rolling & grinding was a far cry from flirting & Hanta had to at least fucking say something.
“You shouldn’t start something like this while you’re high.”
Shouto rolled his hips on Hanta’s dick again. “I’ve wanted to start something like this since I saw you in the hotel lobby yesterday.”
Hanta gripped Shouto’s hips to still his movements. “Then why didn’t you?”
Shouto rolled his hips on Hanta’s dick again. “I’ve wanted to start something like this since I saw you in the hotel lobby yesterday.”
Hanta gripped Shouto’s hips to still his movements. “Then why didn’t you?”
Shouto pouted and lifted his hands from Hanta’s chest. He was undeterred by the hands gripping his hips and lifted enough to slide his own hands down Hanta’s pants to grab his now hard cock. “I wasn’t sure if you wanted me.”
“¿Te miras en un espejo?”
“*Hanta*.”
“¿Te miras en un espejo?”
“*Hanta*.”
Hanta reached out and grabbed Shouto around the back of his neck.
“I always want you.” He pulled Shouto down to brush their lips together. Shotuo tilted his head and thrust his tongue between Hanta’s lips.
“I always want you.” He pulled Shouto down to brush their lips together. Shotuo tilted his head and thrust his tongue between Hanta’s lips.
It was wetter than Hanta had been expecting and he moaned, sucking the taste of peppermint directly from Shouto’s mouth. Hanta gasped as Shouto squeezed his length and began to stroke it.
“Do you have lube?” Shouto asked, never stopping the movement of his hand. Hanta nodded.
“Do you have lube?” Shouto asked, never stopping the movement of his hand. Hanta nodded.
“In my suitcase. Front pocket.”
Shouto squeezed his dick once more and then he pushed himself off of Hanta’s lap to grab the lube.
Shouto squeezed his dick once more and then he pushed himself off of Hanta’s lap to grab the lube.
Shouto undressed swiftly, yanking his shirt over his head and dropping his swim trunks to his ankles between one step and the next before he bent over to dig through Hatna’s bag.
Hanta’s jaw dropped at the sight of Shouto’s bare, perky ass bent over in his fucking hotel room and for a second everything about this moment felt surreal.
Then Shouto climbed back into his lap, grabbed his hand, and slapped the bottle of lube into it.
Then Shouto climbed back into his lap, grabbed his hand, and slapped the bottle of lube into it.
He leaned forward and kissed him, wet and messy before reaching for the bong. “Prep me? I want one more hit. It’s been so damn long…”
“Anything you want. Te bajo la luna si quieres, solo pídela.”
Hanta coated his fingers in lube and watched, entranced, +
“Anything you want. Te bajo la luna si quieres, solo pídela.”
Hanta coated his fingers in lube and watched, entranced, +
-as Shouto lit the bong with a finger from his left hand and he pressed a finger to Shouto’s puckered hole just as he inhaled.
Shouto jolted in surprise and probably sucked harder than he’d meant to, making Hanta smirk as he glared down at him.
Shouto jolted in surprise and probably sucked harder than he’d meant to, making Hanta smirk as he glared down at him.
He rubbed there for a moment, and right when Shouto relaxed and pulled the bong from his mouth, Hanta pushed a slick finger into him all the way to the knuckle.
Shouto moaned, smoke billowing from between plump red lips and Hanta’s dick throbbed.
Shouto moaned, smoke billowing from between plump red lips and Hanta’s dick throbbed.
Hanta made quick work of opening Shouto up after that. He thrusted his fingers hard into Shouto’s wet hole until the noise they made was sloppy and loud. Then he curled his fingers.
Shouto cried out, exhaling the smell of weed straight into Hanta’s face.
Shouto cried out, exhaling the smell of weed straight into Hanta’s face.
Hanta pulled his fingers from Shouto and slid his hands around slick skin to snatch the bong from Shouto’s hands.
He sat up, careful to keep the bong from spilling water all over them, and put it on the nightstand.
He sat up, careful to keep the bong from spilling water all over them, and put it on the nightstand.
He grabbed a condom, they still had to meet the others after all, slid it on, and slicked up his dick.
Shouto braced his hands on Hanta’s shoulders and sank down onto him, gazes locked the whole time. It felt…
Shouto braced his hands on Hanta’s shoulders and sank down onto him, gazes locked the whole time. It felt…
-intimate in a way that sex never had for Hanta, and it kept him from just thrusting mindlessly into Shouto.
Hanta liked this man. Had always liked him and hadn’t realized how the feelings lingered like smoke until they were literally about to fuck. ‘How stupid can I be?’
Hanta liked this man. Had always liked him and hadn’t realized how the feelings lingered like smoke until they were literally about to fuck. ‘How stupid can I be?’
“Shouto.” Hanta gripped slim hips in suddenly shaky hands and leaned up to kiss him. He slid his tongue between plump lips and tangled it with Shouto’s. Shouto broke the kiss and bit down on Hanta’s bottom lip.
Then he rolled his hips.
Then he rolled his hips.
Hanta groaned into Shouto’s mouth and gripped him tighter as he bucked his own hips up.
They found a rhythm quickly, Shouto bounced on his cock while Hanta gripped his hips and bucked up into his tight wet hole. “Hanta,” Shouto moaned into the kiss and moved to kiss and +
They found a rhythm quickly, Shouto bounced on his cock while Hanta gripped his hips and bucked up into his tight wet hole. “Hanta,” Shouto moaned into the kiss and moved to kiss and +
lick his neck instead. There’d probably be bruises, but Shouto clearly didn’t care. Hanta loved the idea of marks for him to find later.
The thought of Shouto leaving marks on Hanta on purpose sent a pillar of heat straight to his dick and he pushed Shouto off, onto his back, +
The thought of Shouto leaving marks on Hanta on purpose sent a pillar of heat straight to his dick and he pushed Shouto off, onto his back, +
-pushed his knees up so they were by his shoulders, and shoved his aching cock back into that tight heat.
Shouto’s moans rose in pitch at the change in angle and it sent Hanta into a frenzy, so he didn’t hold back.
Shouto’s moans rose in pitch at the change in angle and it sent Hanta into a frenzy, so he didn’t hold back.
Every thrust was aimed just so that his dick punched and slid along Shouto’s prostate and the sting in his shoulders along with Shouto’s ceaseless moans told Hanta he was doing his job fucking right.
The heat in his lower belly was growing tighter and tighter and fuck he was so fucking close already.
“H-Hanta, *fuck*! Feels so good!”
Hanta looked down into teary eyes, tangled one hand into silky hair to hold him still, licked along his free palm wetly and +
“H-Hanta, *fuck*! Feels so good!”
Hanta looked down into teary eyes, tangled one hand into silky hair to hold him still, licked along his free palm wetly and +
-brought the it between them to wrap around Shouto’s bouncing, leaning cock. Shouto’s cry was loud and wanton and his nails scraped down Hanta’s shoulders as he bucked.
“Fuck, *fuck*! Hanta I’m go-gonna-“
“Sí, ven por Papí.
“Fuck, *fuck*! Hanta I’m go-gonna-“
“Sí, ven por Papí.
Come for Daddy baby.”
Shouto cried out again and tried to throw his head back, but Hanta’s hand in his hair held him firm. So he got to watch Shotuo pant and moan faster and louder and he got to see as Shouto’s eyes rolled as he came, painting Hanta’s hand and stomach in come.
Shouto cried out again and tried to throw his head back, but Hanta’s hand in his hair held him firm. So he got to watch Shotuo pant and moan faster and louder and he got to see as Shouto’s eyes rolled as he came, painting Hanta’s hand and stomach in come.
The sight alone was enough to make Hanta follow him swiftly into climax, to say nothing about the pride that built in his chest at the knowledge that he, Hanta Sero, made Todoroki fucking Shouto come hard enough to make his toes curl.
Hanta slumped over Shouto for a moment before he forced himself to get up and clean them both up. When he came back from the bathroom the second time, he laughed at the sight of Shouto seated with the bong back in his hands.
“Damn baby, you’re insatiable.”
“Damn baby, you’re insatiable.”
Shouto shivered and opened his eyes a bit at Hanta’s words.
“No need for this to go to waste.” He crooked a finger and Hanta moved without conscious thought, like a dog who’s leash had been yanked.
“No need for this to go to waste.” He crooked a finger and Hanta moved without conscious thought, like a dog who’s leash had been yanked.
He was still naked, but Shouto didn’t mind so Hanta didn’t let it phase him as he moved behind Shouto and wrapped himself around him.
Shouto held the bong up so Hanta could take his own hit, and Hanta smiled wide before complying.
Shouto held the bong up so Hanta could take his own hit, and Hanta smiled wide before complying.
“We should talk.” Hanta pointed out after they finished smoking.
“We should.” Shouto agreed. “After the beach. We should be sober.”
Hanta shrugged, jostling Shouto’s head on his shoulder. “My words won’t change either way. Whenever you’re comfortable.”
“We should.” Shouto agreed. “After the beach. We should be sober.”
Hanta shrugged, jostling Shouto’s head on his shoulder. “My words won’t change either way. Whenever you’re comfortable.”
Shouto tilted his head further back to look Hanta in the face. “Do you think I’d like California?”
Hanta’s heart felt like it was going to burst from his chest and he fought to keep his face and voice neutral. He didn’t want Shouto to feel pressured… but fuck did he want that.
Hanta’s heart felt like it was going to burst from his chest and he fought to keep his face and voice neutral. He didn’t want Shouto to feel pressured… but fuck did he want that.
“I think you’d love it.”
“Hmm.” Shouto curled closer to Hanta and pressed a kiss to his neck before he climbed out of bed. “We’ll talk later.”
This time, those words didn’t sound like a brushoff. Hanta couldn’t wait.
~*End*~
“Hmm.” Shouto curled closer to Hanta and pressed a kiss to his neck before he climbed out of bed. “We’ll talk later.”
This time, those words didn’t sound like a brushoff. Hanta couldn’t wait.
~*End*~
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