Midoriya kept staring out the window as the group drove to the apartment. He kept stretching the seat belt to see better, pressing his nose to the glass of the window.
All Might was afraid that the boy would get sick but didn't have the heart to tell him to stop. Izuku's eyes sparkled as he watched the scenery pass by. They were going so fast.
It was obvious that he hadn't been in a car in ages if ever. He had actually flinched at first when the vehicle had begun to move, squeezing All Might's hand in panic. Soon though, he relaxed and seemed to even almost fall asleep to the steady hum and vibrations of the huge car.
"I like my bike better", Aizawa mumbled from the front seat.
He owned a motorcycle he used when working. It was a black Harley-Davidson. He looked like a gang member when he wore a leather jacket when driving it. The bike was much more agile and could get into tight alleyways no car could.
"Come on. My baby is a beauty", All Might laughed, "Just don't damage her or I'll do the same to you."
"You really are a weirdo", Aizawa huffed, focusing his attention back on driving the car. It would still be around ten minutes or so before they were at their target. Aizawa was driving carefully, slightly slower than what he would've been allowed to. He really didn't like cars at all.
Aizawa thanked the gods that he didn't need to perform a parallel parking. The apartment's parking space didn't have such spaces.
"And now, hamburgers!" All Might cheered, hopping out of the car, taking Midoriya's stuff with him. He was fast like lightning on his feet.
The boy seemed to agree, following the large man as he half walked half skipped into the apartment complex.
Aizawa sighed, locking the car before following the two. The neighbors would complain again of the smoke and smell. The blond muscle head would surely want to take out the grill to prepare the food. They had had a written note in their mailbox the following morning the last time.
Aizawa didn't want to think about that now. He just hoped that Izuku would like the room he had prepared for him. It was the first time he had ever done something like that. He wasn't an interior designer and would never be. He was sure that the boy wouldn't mind that detail though.
Midoriya was already sitting by the kitchen table by the time Aizawa entered the apartment. He kept kicking his feet up and down, humming something to himself.
"Go on. Have a look around", All Might was coaxing the boy to explore the apartment, get used to his surroundings.
As the two had arrived, the boy right on All Might's heels, Izuku had just sat onto the chair, staring around in the kitchen. He was clearly curious of the new surroundings but stayed glued to the spot. He kept glancing towards the living room and especially the large TV there.
All Might shrugged. The boy could help him make the dinner then, he decided. They'd have a good look around later. He took out the ingredients from the freezer and fridge, placing them all neatly onto the kitchen counter.
Izuku seemed to like the idea, jumping down from the chair and pushing it to the counter to help him reach the surface. He was too short to even see what was on there without the chair.
"Could you wash the vegetables?" All Might asked. He handed Izuku the plate those were on and the boy took it, carrying the rather heavy thing with both hands.
They had tomatoes, cucumber and some salad to stick between the buns alongside the steak and such. Hey, they were keeping it healthy, keeping in mind the food circle.
The boy did as told, moving the chair again so that he could reach the sink. He turned on the water and felt to see if the temperature was good.
All Might had dressed him in an apron to protect the clothes. The man had also given him plastic gloves. To protect the hands as well. Both of the items were hopelessly too big for the boy. The apron hung off of the chair. The hands hardly filled half of the gloves, leaving them looking very funny.
Aizawa had returned to his couch. His sleeping bag fresh from the dryer, he snuggled in and burrowed among the sofa pillows. He had missed the piece of fabric, thinking of it every night he had spent on the hard hospital bed wrapped in those thin white blankets.
Light snoring could be heard in only a few minutes.
"Then you hold the knife. Good, just like that", All Might kept a close eye on Midoriya, who had insisted on not only washing the veggies but cutting them as well.
All Might was afraid that the boy's fingers were in danger. He had only agreed to give the boy the dullest veggie knife they had. It could still cut a finger all the same.
The worry proved to be unnecessary though as Izuku effortlessly chopped up the tomatoes and everything else. Seeing the boy's history and where he came from, of course he'd have a clue as to how to hold and use a knife. All Might had completely forgotten about that.
Izuku seemed pleased with himself, taking the praise he got from All Might with a smile on his face. He found that he quite liked to be praised. He hadn't gotten much of those in his previous life.
"Now, let's get the gill out!" All Might went to the balcony. He had the grill there, covered in a blanket to protect it from the elements. It was an electric grill. Coal just wouldn't be that practical with neighbors so close to you. All Might did miss the smoky taste only a coal grill could provide but it couldn't be helped.
Izuku helped carry the ingredients to the grill, watching All Might prepare everything. It was mesmerizing. All Might really put up a show.
"Aizawa! Get up and come here! It's time to build your burger and enjoy!" All Might roared, trying to wake up his roommate sleeping on the sofa. His booming voice could be heard just fine inside and through the plugs Aizawa had on.
The raven head tried to get back to sleep, just turning sides and pulling a pillow over his head. It didn't help. All Might had sent troops to attack him.
A small hand poked his cheek. It was a very careful, light touch. A stubble was left over from the long stay in the hospital and it must've felt funny as the hand quickly retreated.
"Hmm. Stop it", Aizawa groaned, swatting the thing away.
It came again, two pokes this time and a nudge. Aizawa could feel the pillow being pulled from over his face.
"Hamburgers", Izuku told him, determination in his voice. The green eyes came to view as Aizawa turned his face, the pillow dropping onto the floor.
"I'm sleeping."
"Hamburgers!" Ixuku repeated, continuing the poke attack. All Might had definitely told the boy to do that.
"Alright, alright! I'm coming. Just let me get up", Aizawa had to give up and unravel himself from his cocoon of a sleeping bag.
Izku smiled, following behind him as Aizawa walked to the kitchen table.
"Great job! You woke up the bear!" All Might clapped his hands as he came from the grill, a plateful of meat and grilled veggies with him. The smell was mouth-watering, even Aizawa had to admit that.
The raven head huffed, shooting a glare towards the man, "Who is the bear around here?"
All Might shrugged with a playful smirk, sitting down with the two.
All Might burped. It was loud, like the whole apartment had shook with the sound waves.
Aizawa sighed. Guess he'd have to be the one teaching the manners in this household. He wouldn't trust the blond after a show like that.
At least it got Izuku to laugh. In the middle of a drink that is. All Might had to help him as the boy swallowed the liquid the wrong way, causing a coughing fit. The chubby cheeks were rosy red when Izuku finally got a break.
"Calm down, little man!" All Might laughed, wiping Izuku's face with a napkin.
The boy had a healthy appetite. The hospital had had quite a job trying to keep the boy from over eating and making himself sick because of that. Coming from a home where food was a thing you had to scavenge for and even then was hard to get your hands on, when there was a chance to eat, the boy would eat his stomach full.
Tonight, Izuku had settled with one burger with a mountain of toppings. Some of everything and maybe a double serving of some. He had skipped the pickles though, as well as the mustard.
The men were happy. The boy was willing to try everything. It was also a relief to see that the boy didn't force himself to eat the things he didn't like. He knew that he didn't have to.
All Might had eaten most of the burgers. The man had always had a huge appetite. Especially when it came to anything American. It was a miracle that he hadn't turned into a blob of lard by now.
Aizawa was finishing his drink, trying to hold back a yawn.
Apparently, yawns were contagious even when you held them in. Izuku yawned, his eyes blinking slower than usual. The boy was ready to drop.
"It's getting late. Maybe we should do the dishes and hit the hay?" All Might had to agree with the two. He too was getting quite tired. The day had been busy, full of things to do and places to go.
The two nodded, yawning once more.
"Just put the plates into the sink. I'll do the rest", All Might offered, "You look like you'll drop at any minute. Take the boy to wash and get ready."
Aizawa nodded, taking Midoriya's hand and guiding him to the bathroom.
Good thing that they had remembered to buy a toothbrush and a towel before.
All Might finished with the dishes, which consisted of just sticking everything into the dishwasher and throwing in the detergent tablet. God bless technology. It made everything so much easier.
"I'll hop into the shower", All Might whispered to Aizawa sitting on the living room sofa. He hadn't had one in a long time and he really longed for a long hot one right now. He was sure he stank like garbage by now.
"Sure. I'll have one the next morning", Aizawa nodded, his mind focused elsewhere. Now it was his turn to try and comb Izuku's hair.
The boy had already changed into his new pajamas. They were designed after one of All Might's many uniform designs, topped with a small red cape sewn onto the back of the shirt's neckline.
Needless to say, the boy had been all sparkles, inspecting the outfit for a good while before even thinking of putting it on. He had had to be helped to pull his head through, putting everything else on by himself.
He ran a couple circles around the living room before sitting down on the sofa, giggling to himself. It was amazing how happy a piece of clothing could make someone.
Aizawa wished more people were as appreciating as that. It made him happy as well, seeing that his pick had been spot on. If getting pajamas had earned such a reaction, he couldn't wait until the boy saw his new room.
The raven head had gotten a good dose of random hero facts in rapid fire as well. It still amazed him how much the boy actually knew. He was like a walking hero encyclopedia. Speed setting, super-fast. It seemed to be the only one as well or the two adults just hadn't found the rest.
In the end, the man had turned to simply nodding to the boy's flow of words. He'd hum every minute or two, not to give the impression that he wasn't listening. He really was.
"Huh? Did you put Izuku to bed already?" All Might came from the shower, a towel draped around his body. He was using another one to dry his hair.
He hadn't done that good of a job. Water was dripping on the floor at a steady pace. Aizawa would make the man dry that off later before the floor could be damaged.
"I would've wanted to be there when he saw his room!" All Might continued with a long whine, pouting a bit as he did.
Aizawa was lying in his favorite spot on the sofa, wrapped in his favorite sleeping bag. He had even changed into his pajamas, which were just a T-shirt and boxers. All Might had bought him a set of silk pajamas for his birthday at some point. Those were deep in some corner of his wardrobe, still in the plastic they had came in. Aizawa was a man of simple things. Their bright color also didn't appeal to him.
Aizawa snaked his right hand out of the bag and went to the zipper.
The room was dead quiet safe for a quiet white noise coming from the TV which was on. The news were on, the man on the screen explaining something about a traffic jam or such.
The two men were staring right at each other.
Then Aizawa opened the zipper enough to show what the obvious bump in there was.
It was Izuku, sleeping on the raven head's chest. The boy had drool dripping down onto the fabric of Aizawa's shirt. He sounded like a small animal, snoring quietly.
All Might took a minute, or two.
"Damn you", he then whispered and ran to get his phone. He had to get photos.
The two did put Izuku to sleep on his own bed but only after a little photo session. They'd need to get a bigger memory card. They had never thought that that would be one of their first problems as new parents.
They couldn't wait until tomorrow when the boy woke up and saw his very own room for the first time. There was sure to be some confusion at first but they were sure that he'd be just thrilled.
Before leaving the room, All Might made sure to connect the nightlight to the wall. It was unclear to the two if Izuku was afraid of the dark or not. It wouldn't be nice to wake up in an unfamiliar and dark room whether you were or not.
He also took out Izuku's backpack, taking out the superhero figures and placing them carefully on the foot end of the bed. All four of them in a neat line. They'd watch over the boy's sleep, hopefully making sure no nightmare could get to him.