Todoroki met Midoriya at the animal shelter. The front room seemed deserted, but when Todoroki approached the desk he noticed a yellow sleeping bag sticking out from underneath. He peered over. There was a man in there. Sleeping. Todoroki cleared his throat uncertainly. This was- not a situation he was prepared for.

The greasy-haired man cracked one bloodshot eye. "Do you want to adopt a pet?"

"Uh, no." Todoroki shifted uncomfortably. Was the man going to stay on the floor?

"Then go away." The man pulled the top of the sleeping bag over his head and wiggled farther under the desk.

Todoroki stepped back uncertainly. Could he just walk in the back? Or maybe he should wait out here? But Midoriya had said to tell whoever was at the desk that he was here. Should he risk another approach?

Todoroki was weighing his desire to see Midoriya's smile against his desire to not be murdered by a man in a sleeping bag, when Midoriya and a skeletal looking blond man came through the back door. Midoriya looked torn between wanting to push the man back through the door and the knowledge that he'd probably break the man's femur if he tried. "Dad!" he hissed, "This is our second date. You can meet him later. In a few weeks. At a time that is not now."

Midoriya's father did not pause. He shuffled gamely over to Todoroki and shook his hand with an energy that was frankly frightening. What if his arm came off? What if Todoroki was left holding his hopefully-almost-boyfriend's father's bloody hand and then Midoriya never talked to him again?

Midoriya's dad's words cut through his terror. "It's so nice to meet you! Young Midoriya has hardly talked about anything else."

Todoroki could see Midoriya doing his best to melt into the floor behind him.

"It's, uh, nice to meet you, too, sir."

"Such manners young man!" The frail man pumped Todoroki's hand harder. "My name is Yagi!"

Yagi dragged Todoroki on a whirlwind tour of the shelter. Midoriya trailed behind, too busy avoiding Todoroki's eyes and blushing to notice his date's desperate pleas for rescue.

They poked their heads into a room full of cat towers and toy mice. A purple haired young man in the middle of the mess had eye circles so dark they looked bruised. He stared at Todoroki for a moment, "Hurt him and you're dead," then went back to coaxing a white paw out from under a box.

"Of course, of course," Yagi agreed, "Goes without saying. No need to be rude, Shinsou." Yagi patted Todoroki on the shoulder in what was probably meant to be a reassuring manner.

At the end of the hall, Yagi waved his hand at a beat up wood door. If Todoroki didn't know better, he would say the pock marks looked like they were from explosions.

Yagi scratched his head. "Best to not go in there." He turned back to Midoriya. "You want to tell him dinner's at 6?"

There was a crash from behind the door. "I can hear you old man! And I know when dinner is cause I'm fucking cooking tonight."

Yagi retreated. When they were out of earshot he pulled Midoriya aside. "Bring me something back would you?"

Finally, Midoriya and Todoroki were outside and alone. "Is he, uh, not a good cook?" Todoroki asked awkwardly. Midoriya smiled, "No, Kacchan is a great cook. He just can only make really spicy things and they make Dad cough too much."
"Can't he just wait to add the spice?" Todoroki frowned. Despite the cutesy name, Kacchan sounded like a piece of work.

"Oh he'll make him something special. He always does. Dad's just hoping he can get something less healthy out of me." Midoriya wrinkled his nose. "We confiscated his chip stash last weekend."

Todoroki was still confused, but the face Midoriya was making thinking about his father's diet was adorable, so he smiled. "Oh. Well then. You all seem very close."

"We've made our own little family." Midoriya smiled fondly and pushed Todoroki in the direction of the restaurant. "I wouldn't trade them for anything."

"Does it not get difficult to work with your dad?" Todoroki tried to keep the question casual. He couldn't really imagine voluntarily seeing his own father.

Midoriya took Todoroki's hand and he nearly missed his reply.

"Oh we're not actually related. I never knew my real dad."

Still somewhat lightheaded from the shock of holding hands, Todoroki didn't think before he started speaking.

"I know that was probably hard growing up, but well, sometimes I wish I didn't know mine." Todoroki gripped Midoriya's hand and looked straight ahead. "I'm happy you had the chance to pick your own father." He still didn't look down at Midoriya.
"You can too silly." Midoriya squeezed his hand. "The family you're born into is like your starter set. You're not stuck with it."

Todoroki knew it wasn't as easy as Midoriya made it sound. Still, he squeezed his hand back and asked about the sleeping bag man.

Okie. Done with introduction. Time to break Todoroki's heart :(