It had been almost a week since the Sports Festival, and Eijirou had somehow managed to skirt around his coming out. Every time he thought about it, his stomach would roll and he would come to the brink of a panic attack before he realized that it was probably unmanly to be feeling this scared. He took in a deep breath as he walked into the kitchen, the early Saturday morning light poured through the window and spilled down onto the counter and floor.
"Hey Mama," he greeted as he smiled at his soon-to-be adoptive mother. She turned around, a bright smile on her face as she held out her arms for her foster son to give her a hug. He eagerly complied, hugging her tightly.
"Hey baby," she purred, giving him a tight squeeze before letting him go. "How are you this morning, sweet girl?"
"Uh, I kinda have something to tell you," Eijirou began, rubbing his neck awkwardly as he tried to calm down the anxiety that was pushing its way from his gut.
"Oh? Nothing bad I hope," she chuckled as she turned back to the breakfast, but made sure that she knew she was listening to him.
"Has Mom already left for work?" he asked, trying to put it off a little bit because of how nervous he was.
"Nope," Aiko answered for herself as she walked into the kitchen from the dining room. "You two can't get rid of me that easily."
"Like we would want to," Chihiro stuck her tongue out at her wife before walking over to her and giving her a chaste kiss. "Eiko said that she had something to tell us."
"Okay, hit us with your best shot, kiddo," Aiko said, leaning against the counter and waiting for her foster son to tell them the news. "You're not pregnant are you?" she chuckled after a moment of awkward silence.
"No!" Eijirou shrieked, shivering a bit. "I like to think I'm a bit more responsible than that!"
"Okay, okay," Aiko laughed, running a hand through her hair to get it out of her face. "Now tell us what the real news is!"
He could tell that she was using her Quirk to help him calm down a little bit and was super grateful for it before he took a deep breath and blurted, "I'm a boy."
Both of his mothers stopped for a moment before Chihiro turned around with a bright smile on her face. "Oh, sweetie! I'm so happy you felt safe enough to come out to us!"
"Yeah! Way to go, kid," Aiko said after a moment, trying to process the information through her sleep riddled brain. "You FtM or MtF?" she asked, walking over to her foster son to hug him.
"FtM," he answered, wrapping his arms around her and giving his mother a tight hug. "Could you call me Eijirou?"
"Oh, of course," Chihiro gushed as she hugged her son from the other side. Once they had all pulled back from the hug, she finally spoke up again. "Do you have a binder already or would you like us to buy you one?"
"I already have one, and yeah I am binding safely," he grinned at both of his mothers.
"Good, I wouldn't want you hurting yourself," Aiko smiled. "And you are washing it today cause I can't imagine the last time you actually washed it."
"Yeah," he rubbed the back of his head a bit sheepishly. Chihiro just chuckled as she turned around and grabbed the food that she was cooking off the stove, serving it while she continued to talk to her foster son.
"Have you come out at school?" she asked, handing each other them a plate of food.
"Well, no one knows that I'm trans, but everyone thinks that I'm a boy," Eijirou explained, taking the food with a happy smile. The three of them moved to sit down at the table, their conversation not stopping for a moment.
"I was kind of wondering why the name they called out at the Sports Festival sounded a bit off," the red-haired woman chuckled.
Eijirou bowed his head, pushing his food around his plate as he tried to fight off a blush. "Yeah, I was going to come out to you guys that morning but then I chickened out."
"It wasn't really that scary thinking about coming out to us, is it?" Aiko frowned as she began to dig into her breakfast. "After all, we're part of the LGBT+ community and pretty open about it."
"I've heard that some people can be gay and transphobic at the same time," he explained, beginning to eat silently.
"The fact that there are still people in this world that can't accept other people for who they completely baffle me," Aiko shook her head with a small sigh.
"Some people are just taught the wrong way while they are growing up," Chihiro responded, reaching over the table and taking her lover's hand within her own. "Luckily, our Eijirou has been raised right despite his awful previous foster parents."
"Speaking of which, was that the reason that your previous set of foster parents decided to switch?" Aiko asked, looking over to her foster son.
"Uh, yeah," he nodded, pressing his lips together tightly as he thought about the awful coming out experience that he had had with them.
"Would you mind talking to us about it?" Aiko asked, always the person to try and get him to talk about the things that were upsetting him.
"Well, there's not really a lot to talk about," Eijirou shrugged. He glanced up, seeing that both of his foster mothers were waiting for him to continue. "They got the draft for my hero uniform and it was a male uniform and they freaked out."
Aiko wrinkled her nose in disgust, dropping her fork down on her plate. "Well, I'm glad we managed to save you from them. They sound absolutely awful," she paused for a moment. "I think that they have become a massive problem as of late. A lot of the kids they get to foster have been giving complaints about abuse. Did they abuse you?"
The air in the room became scarily still for a moment before Eijirou answered, "Yeah. They never really paid any attention to me so I guess it was more neglect than it was abuse."
Aiko frowned deeply, standing up from the table and taking her hand from Chihiro's. "I have to go make a phone call, but I'll be back in a moment," she said, walking away from the table quickly, her body language, unlike Eijirou, had ever seen it even on the worse days that she ever had with the worst of the worst foster parents.
"Is Mom okay?" he asked, putting his fork down on his plate as well, looking at the doorway that she had left through.
"She should be," Chihiro sighed, finishing up her food. "The only thing that can really get her angry is abuse and neglect, which is why she became a social worker in the first place. And I'm sure that hearing that her son, even if we haven't adopted you yet, has been through both of those things have made the anger all the worse. But she's doing whatever she is doing with a rational mind and for the better of her family and the ones she loves."
"It's kinda nuts to hear how well you know her and how unafraid you are to talk about how much you love her," Eijirou said, thinking for a moment. "None of my other foster parents ever talked about anything like that. Love was not a very talked about topic…"
"Well in this house, we talk about it a lot," Chihiro responded, standing up from her chair and walking over to her foster son, kissing his forehead. "And we need to talk about something else as well."
"What is it?" the red-haired boy asked curiously, his heart no longer doing the terrified skipping of beats that it had done in the times previous when she had said that they needed to talk.
"So it will cost us 2,000,00 yen for us to adopt you, and it will cost approximately 400,000 to 1,000,000 yen for you to get top surgery, and 55,000 for you change your name. So, we will have to do this over time. I would like you to choose which one you want to do first," she explained, rambling off all the numbers from memory thanks to her Quirk.
Eijirou thought for a moment before answering, "I would like to become your child legally before anything else."
She sat down at the table with a bright smile on her face. "Are you sure? I mean, I am so happy that you want to become our child but I do not want you to suffer because you are trying to be kind to us," she rambled, reaching out and holding one of his oh-too-feminine hands.
"No, I'd rather you be my Moms first than get top surgery or change my name," he said firmly as he had decided. "I don't want to risk having someone else adopt me because you guys are technically just fostering me."
"That is literally the most adorable thing that you have ever said, kiddo," Aiko said as she walked back into the kitchen/dining room.
Eijirou felt his entire face turn bright red, and he put his elbows on the table, burying his face in his hands as he tried to hide his embarrassment. He put his head up quickly, and then said, "I'm meeting with my friend Mina so I have to go, bye!" He stood up and walked out of the kitchen, almost running to his bedroom.
When was in there, he closed the door and collapsed down onto his bed, throwing his arms over his eyes as he tried to fight the embarrassment. Eventually, he felt a smile take over his lips and he removed his arm from his face. He rolled over, looking for his phone which he almost instantly found. Just as he grabbed the small device, another text got sent to the group chat.
Kaminari to Bakusquad
Good morning everyone!
Bakugou to Bakusquad
It's too early for this shit
Mina to Bakusquad
It's almost nine o'clock!
Sero has turned off notifications for Bakusquad
Kaminari to Bakusquad
Why does he hate me now?
What did I do
Ashido to Bakusquad
Kami imma message you privately, m'kay sweetie?
Kirishima to Bakusquad
Is everything okay, you guys?
Eijirou dropped his phone for a moment, thinking about the disaster that had just happened in their group chat through only two messages. H sighed and then picked his phone back up, selecting the newest number that had been put into his phone despite it having been a week ago.
Kirishima to Tetsutetsu
Hey bro, this is Kirishima Eijirou.
Sorry, it took me so long to finally message you.
Tetsutetsu to Kirishima
Hey bro! It's fine! Glad to hear from you at all :D
Kirishima to Tetsutetsu
Yeah man
I just thought I'd talk to you since I'm kinda bored
Tetsutetsu to Kirishima
Oh, I see how it is! I'm just here when you're bored
:P
Kirishima to Tetsutetsu
No man, I didn't mean it like that!
Tetsutetsu to Kirishima
I know XD
Kirishima to Tetsutetsu
Oh XD
I get it now
Anyway
I have something super manly to tell you!
Tetsutetsu to Kirishima
Well, don't just leave me hanging :D
Kirishima and Tetsutetsu
I came out to my moms!
Tetsutetsu to Kirishima
How did it go bro?
Kirishima and Tetsutetsu
Really super well
They offered to pay for my top surgery and my name change before they even adopted me and it almost made me want to cry
Tetsutetsu to Kirishima
That is super manly, bro!
Wait a second
You have two moms?
Kirishima to Tetsutetsu
Yeah
Is there anything wrong with that?
Tetsutetsu to Kirishima
Naw man
I just didn't know and it kinda took me by surprise
Ah
I gotta go
Bye bro
Eijirou texted his friend goodbye before dropping his phone down onto his chest and then blowing a breath out of his lips. He glanced over at the clock and then almost jumped out of his skin, realizing that it was almost time for him and Mina to hang out. He quickly jumped out of his bed rushing to his closet and grabbing some clothes before he nearly sprinted into the bathroom.
Almost five minutes later, he was clean and more masculine looking than he had ever dared to be in front of his foster mothers, and he definitely had to admit that it felt nice to finally be himself in front of his parents. He made his way down the hall, his phone in hand.
"Hey Eijirou, your friend is in the front hall," Aiko called to him as she walked down the hall with her phone pressed to her ear.
"Thanks, Mom," he smiled, giving her a brief smile before he made his way quickly to his friend. "Hey, Mina!"
"Hey, Ei-chan! Which mom is that?" she asked, almost bouncing up and down with how excited she was.
"That was my mom, mama is currently baking things in the kitchen," Eijirou quickly replied, taking her hand in her own. "Do you want to go to my room or do you want to meet her?"
"I want to meet her, duh!" Mina giggled, throwing her arms around his shoulders as they walked further into the house.
He turned to her, sticking his tongue out playfully as he guided her into the kitchen. "Hey Mama, this is my friend Mina!"
Chihiro spun around, almost covered in flour as she looked at the other teenager. "Oh hello!"
"Hi Mrs. Kirishima," Mina greeted, completely unaware that Eijirou had a different last name than both of his mothers.
"Oh, it's actually Ito," Chihiro laughed.
"Oops, sorry," she apologized, placing her hand over her mouth with a bit of a laugh. "I should've guessed because I have a different last name then my dads too."
"You have two dads?" she asked, placing her hands on her hips. "Eiji didn't tell me about that," she huffed, giving her son a bit of a look.
The red-haired boy just smiled sheepishly at her, rubbing the back of his head with his hand. Chihiro just chuckled as she turned back to her baking, making small talk with Mina. Eijirou moved over to a part of the counter that wasn't being used and hopped up onto it, just watching as his close friend and foster mother talked with one another.