"Are you sure you want to do this?" Izuku asked seeing how tense his boyfriend was.
Shouto didn't even hear him. He was busy thinking about how he never wanted to go back home. He had been away almost six weeks from that house and now... He was going to take his boyfriend to meet his family and that is if they're even there.
"Shouto, why are you chewing your nails?"
He jumped seeing the look on Izuku's face.
"I'm sorry."
"Is it... Is this something I should worry about?"
"What do you mean?" Shouto asked.
"You look like you're sick to your stomach."
He laughed nervously making Izuku feel weirded out.
"Even that laugh isn't natural. Were they horrible to you?"
Shouto leaned back into the seat of his boyfriend's truck. They hadn't even made it out of the driveway of his house yet.
I almost feel sick to my stomach.
"If you don't feel up to it, we can cuddle and watch movies."
"My family isn't like yours. I'm... almost afraid you'll be disappointed."
"Well, no matter what we are doing this together... Right?"
Shouto nodded.
"I did want to ask you something."
"Alright."
Izuku's face turned bright red.
"What is it?"
"I mean... I know you're dating me and everything but are you... are you going to tell them you're gay?"
Shouto blinked.
"I don't know... Is this a big deal?"
Izuku started playing with the bottom of his shirt nervously.
"Well, I suppose you wouldn't know about that but it is. I um... had other kids refuse to talk to me. This is a really small town so a lot of people are... more for traditional relationships. In bigger cities couples like us are more common. I just didn't know what you were going to say to them."
"I don't why it's a big deal. All I can say is it doesn't matter. I love you, isn't that what matters?"
Izuku grinned and wiped his eyes.
"You're more logical than most adults."
"I mean... You need a male and female to breed and reproduce but sex isn't everything. Besides there's lots of kids who need a home and loving parents."
He turned bright red as Shouto put a hand on his shoulder trying to reassure everything would be ok.
"You're a lot smarter than most adults. It's kind of a turn on," Izuku muttered.
"Common sense?"
"You'd be surprised how rare it is now days."
Izuku turned on his truck looking at Shouto.
"Are you ready?"
"Can we go to the store first?"
"Sure, of course!"
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An hour later, they were on their way to the Todoroki household. Shouto didn't tell his boyfriend but he had vomited in the bathroom at the store. It wasn't like his parents were horrible people that should be thrown in prison. They really were... the type that didn't like anything to inconvenience them.
I don't know if Shouto is going to be ok. He's actually pretty pale to begin with it and he looks like a ghost now. He's making me all nervous but I can't let him know I am otherwise it's going to worse for him.
"So, do they stay at home often or they stay other places?"
Shouto looked out the window.
"I'm not sure. I don't think they even sleep in the same room anymore. Father falls asleep on the couch and Mother at her desk."
"Oh... That's kind of sad."
"It is."
"It's nice to know someone isbeside of you. It makes you feel very safe and calm. I know you may not know this but... You move a lot in your sleep like something is bothering you. Whenever I hold you or hold your hand you calm down."
Shouto said nothing as they continued down the long, empty road.
"I'm sorry if that bothers you I said that."
"It's ok. It's true though."
They remained silent for another eight minutes."
"My house is on a hill. There's iron gates."
"Oh, ok."
Izuku's mouth dropped open when he saw the house. It wasn't exactly a house... It was a mansion.
I cannot freaking believe this. I never questioned him on why he didn't have a job but I guess I have an answer as to why. I mean... I go to school on a scholarship and Mom helps me out. Then I get paid during school for my tutoring but...
"I think I should've told you my parents had money."
"Well, it's ok and it doesn't bother me. Do I just drive up to it or do you have to press a button for it to open?"
Shouto smiled and pulled out a set of keys. There was a little remote with a red button. He pressed it and the gates opened up as Izuku pulled up.
God, I don't even want to do this now. I don't want to be called a gold digger or anything. I had no idea...
"You can park by the water fountain once we get up there. Mother and Father park in the garage."
"Alright."
They parked. Shouto had a grip on the handle but he didn't dare move. He had left on... kind of bad terms. He packed all his stuff loaded it up and paid the mover to take him to the new apartment. His mother was there and she was pretty upset. He hadn't even told Izuku about the look on her face. The look of betrayal.
"Let's go."
Izuku took his boyfriend's hand, giving it a gentle squeeze.
"I know you're hungry so let's get inside!"
Shouto pushed open the door and let his boyfriend in first. Izuku did he best not to stare at how grand Shouto's home was. The kitchen was just as impressive as the living room. The two of them got together and started preparing everything for dinner together.
Shouto had been learning a lot from Izuku when it came to cooking. He didn't tease him about anything for not knowing. He was great teacher and he constantly gave him tips.
"Bacon wrapped meatloaf?" he asked.
Izuku snickered, "I picked it up from a video I saw. There's even cheese in the middle."
"You grabbed ten pounds of meat altogether... Don't you think this is a little bit too much?"
He shook his head.
"You said there was four of you then your parents right?"
He nodded.
"Then everyone can eat and if there's some leftover, they can have it."
Shouto smiled.
"I love you."
Izuku grabbed his boyfriend's hand, pulling him close. He kissed him swiftly making him blush.
"I care about you a lot and I feel it... I just need time to say it."
Shouto smiled and nodded, "I know but I'm going to keep saying it because I mean it."
Everything finished. Izuku forced his boyfriend to sit down and gave him his plate. The two of them sat down and started eating together not noticing that they were no longer alone. A tall man with spiky white and black peeked in at them with curious blue eyes. Shouto looked up from his plate to his older brother staring at them.
"Yea Toya?"
Izuku looked up to see the man standing there.
"Um... It smells good in here... I'm also wondering why you're here and who he is..."
"If you're hungry," Izuku said with a smile, "You can have some!"
Toya's face lit up and ran for the stove.
"Give it a minute and you'll probably see the other two."
The mossy haired boy chuckled and continued eating.
"Shoutoooooooooo!"
A woman with white hair with red streaks in it came running in. She hugged Shouto giving him a kiss on the cheek. She fixed her glasses and gave Izuku a smile.
"I'm Fuyumi!" she said with a big contagious smile, "I wasn't aware he had friends! He always said other people were too stupid to hang out with!"
Shouto hid his face. Cumming in his own shorts was a lot less embarrassing than his boyfriend finding out how much of an ass he really was.
"Fu! Did you make food?"
This man wasn't as tall as Toya and he had all white hair. His eyes were a steel gray color but they looked so happy and lively.
"This is Natsuo."
"Who's that? Did you hire someone to pretend to be your friend?"
An annoyed look overcame Shouto's calm face making Izuku smile.
"He's not paid to do anything."
"That's surprising since you hate everyone."
Izuku looked at Shouto.
I wondering why they keep saying that.
"Who made this?" Fuyumi asked looking at Shouto.
"We did together."
The three older siblings fell quiet.
Man... This is crazy. I guess maybe I really don't know Shouto that well... I wonder what he's really like or is it I bring out a different side of him?
"Are you even the same person that lived here or is it because Dad is that much of an ass he made you act like one too?" Natsuo asked.
"I don't need to answer that."
"Awww, were you always a softie?" Fuyumi asked patting her brother's shoulder.
Shouto didn't answer her as he got from his seat.
"What's going on in here?"
Everyone froze in their spots hearing the angry, deep voice.
