As the bell rang to signal the end of the school day Hitoshi made a detour to the support workshop.
"Oooooh a new person!" An excited voice spoke up before a blur of pink appeared out of nowhere in front of him. "Nice to meet you I'm Mei Hatsume!"
"I'm uhh Hitoshi."
"What brings you to our lair?" She teased with a giggle.
"Apparently this is where you get support item forms?"
"Oh!" Mei rushed away before returning with a few sheets of paper. "Normally you would fill it out and send it back to us but we've been light on orders recently so we can probably start on it straight away. What are you looking for?"
"Well it's two things actually, one isn't really a support item though it's just sorta' costuming."
"Not a problem."
One Week Later
Hizashi was in the process of putting his hearing aids in as there was a knock at the door. He turned to see Hitoshi.
"Uhh Hizashi?"
"What d'you need, little listener?"
The shirt Hitoshi was wearing looked as if it had shrunk, the material reaching just below his belly button with the too-short sleeves restricting his arms.
Hizashi smirked.
"I think you had a growth spurt, either that or that muscle building routine Shou gave you is doing its job." He stood up from the bed and walked over to the wardrobe, rifling through it until he came to a plain black t-shirt. "Here, you can wear this, it might be a little long but it'll do for now."
Hitoshi pulled off the other shirt and replaced it.
"Thanks."
"You free to go shopping?"
"You don't have to."
"You need clothes, Hitoshi." Hizashi stated firmly. "Come on."
"Have a look around and pick out some things you wanna' try on." He instructed as they reached the clothing department.
Hitoshi seemed amazed by the scale of it all as he began to walk down an aisle looking at the racks. Soon a particular section caught his eye.
'The Pro Collection'
All Might merchandise was EVERYWHERE, including a hoodie that he was ninety-percent sure he'd seen Zuku wearing at some point. As well as the number one there was also Best Jeanist's jeans line, Wild Wild Pussycats dresses, one in each of their colours, Ms. Joke bandanas and smiley face pin badges, Mirko dress-up ears, Mount Lady and Midnight swimsuits.
There was also an Endeavour t-shirt which was aptly on the floor which made Hitoshi smirk.
Good, it's what you deserve.
To the side of the main display was a rack full of singular style hero t-shirts carrying their logos. With a quick flick through he found: Fat Gum, Kamui Woods, Ryukyu, and Edgeshot as well a few he'd never heard of.
Turning round he jumped as he came face to face with a Present Mic standee, knocking into it.
His cheeks went beetroot red in embarrassment as he quickly looked around to make sure no one had seen, which luckily they hadn't before he righted the cardboard prop noticing what it was standing in front of.
A smile came to his face as he reached up picking a hanger from the rack and holding it in front of himself in the mirror.
Hitoshi mentally recounted the shopping list Hizashi had given him as he sat on the stool in the dressing room flicking through the clothes he'd picked.
'Two hoodies, at least seven t-shirts, and three pairs of jeans'
The shirts had been the easiest with aside from his first choice, the rest just being various shades of purple with the rest being black. He'd picked a purple zip up hoodie with grey sleeves and a hood alongside an insanely cool Hawks hoodie with the pro's signature red wings sewn onto the back. The jeans were just… jeans, he didn't really care what he wore as long as they were comfy.
Traipsing out with his arms full it didn't take long to find the voice hero.
"Ooh I like this." He picked up the Hawks hoodie. "That is so cool."
"If it's too expensive I can put it back, I don't mind."
Hizashi pulled a face.
"Nah, you're good, kiddo. You finished?"
He nodded.
The pro helped lighten the load by taking half of the pile as they headed to the checkout. The woman scanned them through one by one as Hitoshi carefully folded them into a carrier bag. As she lifted the last t-shirt he saw Hizashi's eyes widen a little before a quick smile came to his face.
After paying they loaded the car up and headed home.
Shouta was on the couch in the living room when they got back.
"Tedious isn't it, Hitoshi?" He teased.
"I enjoyed it. Thanks for taking me." Hitoshi admitted truthfully. "And uhh for buying it all, obviously." He nervously rubbed the back of his knew. "I really appreciate it."
"Hey I told you before, that's our job." The voice hero smiled.
The teen walked off upstairs armed with his new wardrobe.
"You seem very chipper." Shouta noticed as his husband walked round the couch and took a seat next to him.
"He got a really awesome Hawks hoodie, some purple t-shirts, and a uh… a Present Mic shirt." Hizashi explained.
He smiled softly.
"Aww, you've got a fan."
"I'm serious, Shou, it really got to me, I nearly broke down crying right there and then in the store, it just took me by surprise."
"He mentioned your radio show to me a couple of weeks ago; he probably listens to it, or at least did at some point because this was years ago that he was referring to."
"Do you still have your shirt?" Hizashi asked.
"Of course I do." He retorted. "I'm offended that you think I wouldn't. I was so proud of you when you first ranked, having the very first Present Mic shirt ever produced is pretty special, especially when I got to take the hero home with me too." Shouta kissed him on the cheek.
Hizashi blushed as he giggled.
"Shouta…"
He smiled.