Preparing It Well

A portal opens in the spare classroom, Shinsou stares at it and jumps back when out pops Izuku, landing on his face. "Oooh!" Shinsou cringes. Izuku shakes off his minor injuries and heads to the desk. He rummages through the pile of documents Aizawa provided and reads them with a pen and paper at hand. Occasionally, writing things down. Shinsou stares at Izuku, but blinks and blinks again and slowly drifts to sleep.

"Shinsou-kun?"

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"Shinsou-kun?"

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"Shinsou-kun!"

"AGH!" Shinsou falls from the chair and hits the ground. He blinks twice and inhales. He drags the chair turning upright and sits back down, "Yes?" He says calming with a red mark on his forehead.

"Are you-" Shinsou raises his and shakes his head. Izuku nods, "Uhh... So I finished my draft. Do you mind reading it?"

He extends his hand and Izuku hands him the paper. He reads it. Izuku sits in the seat beside him waiting patiently.

"Hmm... This phrase... You said several times already," Shinsou holds up the page pointing to the line.

"Uh, it's a good phrase! People should say it more!" Izuku fires back defensively.

Shinsou raises his eyebrows, but continues. He makes little circles all through the pages, "Okay, so you used these words... Like a lot. Why not use a thesaurus to shake things up. And you know, make it more interesting."

Izuku slams his face into the desk, "Why is writing so hard?!" He mumbles, voice breaking.

The tired purple haired student rubbed the back of his neck and pats Izuku's fluffy hair, "Hey. You know what makes a writer?"

Izuku peeks and shakes his head left to right.

"They write," he responds.

Izuku slams his head back on the desk and cries.

Shinsou sighs with pity, "Oof, just keep at it." Izuku nods and keeps on writing and rewriting his speech.

Once again silence fills the room.

Izuku looks over, "Hey, Shinsou-kun?"

"Yes?"

"Well, I-uh ...nevermind..." He forced his head back down.

Shinsou glances at Izuku, but shrugs.

Izuku turns his head back towards Shinsou, "Say, Shinsou-kun?"

"...Yes?"

"Do you know how- Um! Wait, nevermind!" He snaps his head away from him.

"...okay..." Shinsou replies, starting to get annoyed.

Izuku's eyes look at the ceiling and he shifts it over to Shinsou, "Shinsou-kun-"

Shinsou sighs, "Hey Midoriya, do you like grapefruit?"

"Eh? Grapefruit? I guess they're alr-" Izuku eyes become dull and lifeless. Shinsou's quirk in full effect.

He smiles and stretches his arms, "Okay. Now, Midoriya. What was it you wanted to ask me?"

Izuku's mouth opens and his words just pour out, "How does intercourse between two guys work?"

Pause.

Shinsou deeply inhales, "I was not ready for today," he places his head into his hands, "Why did I ever leave bed?"

He turns back to a brainwashed Izuku, who is slowly getting redder and redder. He sighs. Again. "Okay, so..." Shinsou then explains the birds and the bees of Adam and Steve.

Several minutes passed, he discusses everything in detail and hits Izuku's hand releasing his quirk. Izuku blinks and blushes shuffling in his seat, "Y-you sure know a lot..."

Shinsou blushes too, "Well! That's because-"

The knock on the door interrupts them, Izuku rushes to open the door. He sees both Mirio and Eri.

"Izuku-nii!" She smiles brightly.

"Eri-chan!" Izuku kneels down and gives her a hug.

Mirio laughs, "We are so glad you are okay, she was so sad not seeing you yesterday. Hello, Shinsou-kun."

Shinsou nods in reply.

Izuku gives a slight smile, "Oh, sorry Eri-chan. But I guess I won't be seeing you as often as I liked." He pats her on the head.

Eri gazes shifts to her shoes, "...Was it something I did?"

Izuku's eyes widen and he shakes his head, "No, no, it's just I have something I have to finish. But I will always have time for you."

She smiles and nods, both giving each other another hug.

"So what were you two doing?" Mirio asks.

Shinsou looks away as Izuku blushes, "We were talking about... bentos!"

Mirio claps his hands together, "Oh we know how to make those! Right Eri?" She looks up and nods.

Izuku stares at Eri, "You do?"

Mirio picks her up and smiles brightly, "Yes! We have been practicing together!"

"Izu-nii... Do you want help?" Eri nervously asks.

Izuku can't help, but grin, "That'll be great Eri-chan"

Mirio and Eri explain their process and some recipes, Izuku listens intensely and writes down some notes. Shinsou can't help, but to smile at the scene.

Tomura flops to the floor tired of all, 'I thought these were supposed to be situational scenarios. Why is there so much running?!' An image of Izuku smiling beside him crosses his mind. Tomura stands back up wiping away the sweat from his forehead.

"You got up," Aizawa says slightly amused. Tomura ignores his comment walking past him. "Shigaraki, if this proves to be too difficult, there is no need for you to stay."

He rolls his eyes, "I don't remember the great Eraser being so petty."

Aizawa shrugs, "What exactly is your plan after all this? You can't just cling to Midoriya."

"I didn't realize I needed your permission. Get over the fact that your 'precious student' is mine," He shoots back.

Aizawa scoff, "He's not yours."

Tomura growls and clenches his hand, "Take that back!" He lunges at him.

Sighing, he activates his quirk and binds Tomura once again, "You need to learn to control your anger."

Tomura flails on the ground, "My anger?! I've seen that explosive disaster you let into the Hero's program!"

"What the fuck did you say you flaky bastard!" Bakugo yells and sets off explosions.

Aizawa looks at Bakugo, "Point taken," he releases Tomura. Bakugo sneers and hands Aizawa a leather bag. He sorts through it and nods, "Good."

Bakugo and Tomura make eye contact glaring at each other, "I can't believe you are actually helping these fuckers." Tomura's eyes narrow.

"I am doing most I can and Midoriya will do the rest," he adds eye drops into his eye.

"Of course, shitty Deku comes up with some stupid plan," Bakugo kicks a nearby rock in Tomura's direction.

A memory of Izuku plays in Tomura's mind, "You were planning to leave because... I am useless and quirkless. Kacchan says no one cares about quirkless Deku."

His eyes darken and he lowly chuckles, "Apparently, they'll let anyone be a hero. Even pathetic, mindless, NPCs, like you."

"I am no extra, you crusty bastard! I'll fucking kill you!" Bakugo yells back.

"That's enough," Aizawa stands between the both of them. An idea wiggles its way into his cranium, a grin plaster on his face. "Shigaraki." Tomura head shifts to Aizawa, "You honestly think any imbecile can become a hero?"

Tomura clicks his tongue, "Yeah, so what?"

Aizawa claps his hands, "Then congratulations, you will now be trained just like a student in the Hero Course."

"What?!" They yell.

"If it's so easy, then even you should be able to do it with flying colors," Aizawa leans down to Tomura and his grin grows bigger.

Bakugo sarcastically laughs, "You really can't let this fucker-"

Tomura locks eyes with Aizawa's, "I'll do it."

In the store Izuku glances at his list and looks around for the matching product. He grabs the sauce, places in his cart checking off another item from the list. "Hmm, good only a few more to go!" He hums lightly turning down another aisle.

He walks past the shelf, but pauses and slowly makes his way backwards. Izuku stares at the bottle of lube. '...Well, Shinsou-kun said it would hurt so I do need this... What bout condoms? Wait what size is he? How do I even ask him that?! So embarrassing maybe I-'

"Izuku?" A voice from behind breaks his mumbling,

He quickly puts the lube in his basket and turns around with God-Speed. There stood a middle aged man, wearing business clothing. "Um...Hello sir. Is there something I can do for you?"

The man looks at Izuku blankly and tugs on his shirt, "Izuku, what are you doing here?"

He squints and looks at the man. Something about his voice and his mannerism seemed familiar. Izuku's eyes widen, "Toga?" The man nods. Izuku smiles, "Oh, I am picking out what to make Mura for lunch. What are you doing here?"

"Shiggy told me to pick some stuff for him while he was doing the training," Toga lifts up the bag in her hand.

Izuku nods, "I'm glad you're here. I am not too sure what Mura likes to eat, I picked out a classic dish for him tomorrow, but I think I could make something better. What does the League usually eat?"

Toga puts her hand on her chin and snaps, "McDonald's!"

"Ehh?" Izuku exclaims.

Toga looks at the items in his shopping cart, not noticing the covered up lube, she tilts her head, "Can you... make us dinner too?"

Izuku smiles and nods, "Sure! Any requests?"

Toga's face lights up and she jumps up and down, "I want hamburgers!"

"Burgers? I think I can do that. Let's get the ingredients!" Izuku grins matching Togo's energy.

Toga, as a middle aged man, jumps up and runs to the bread aisle yelling, "Imma get those buns!"

Izuku bows to apologize to the nearby patrons. He grabs his cart and follows her. The green haired hero snaps his head backwards looking behind him, there is no one there. 'Huh... Felt like I was being watched...' he thinks, but shrugs.

The two make their rounds around the store picking fresh ingredients to make for dinner.

Dabi flips through the channels bored out of his mind. He pauses on one channel to see a creature on the screen. Probably from some old horror flick. The music tenses up as the lead actress gets caught and mutilated. Dabi cringes at the sight, "Oof, brutal."

The portal opens and Spinner, Mr. Compress, Kurogiri, and Tomura walk through. Dabi clicks off the TV and scoffs, "So how was your so called train-"

Spinner runs over and places his fingers on his mouth, "Shh!"

Mr. Compress shakes his head towards Dabi with the same urgency.

Dabi squints his eyes looking over at his boss, "Oh man, you look like shit."

Tomura screams.

Izuku and Toga make their way back to the League, she opens the door. Izuku smiles at her, "Huh, I didn't think it'll be here." They place all of the grocery bags on the table. Toga melts away her disguise and walks past Dabi to the refrigerator. Izuku turns his head to see Tomura on the couch.

Tomura rips out notebook paper and balls them up. He lifts his arms to throw the paper into the trash can, but he decays it into ashes in the palm of his hands. He pauses and starts the whole process over again.

Izuku runs over to him, "Mura? What's wrong?"

Kurogiri pulls Izuku aside, "He got into a bit of a fight with Bakugo. And Aizawa had a different- "

"I won a fight," Tomura shoots back.

Izuku nervously lets out a laugh and looks around, "Where are Spinner and Mr. Compress?"

"They are in the showers as we speak," He answers.

Tomura grabs Izuku pushing him onto the couch. "Ah!" Izuku falls unceremoniously on the cushions. Tomura plops on top of him. One of his arms wiggle their way underneath his waist. Izuku tries to squirm his way out of the grip.

Tomura nuzzles is head in, "No moving. We are staying like this."

Izuku pouts, "But I have to make dinner."

"Dinner?" He looks down at Izuku.

"Oh! And your lunch for tomorrow," Izuku adds.

Tomura plays with the curls of Izuku's hair, "You're staying over for dinner?"

"Yep, so shower, then we can eat," Izuku eyes silently pleads.

Tomura smirks, "Why don't you take one with-" the whale noises from Tomura's stomach interrupt his sentence. Dabi snickers in the background. "...Fine."

He scoots back to let Izuku sit up. When he does he leans down by biting Izuku's ear, "See you later." Izuku's whole body shivers and he nods. With a red face daze, he watches Tomura walk away.

Dabi makes his way to Izuku waving his hand in his face, "Hey, green bean. Green bean!" Izuku snaps out and blushes at Dabi.

Toga wraps her arms around Izuku's neck from behind, "Izuku, teach me how to make burgers!"

"Oh right!" Izuku stands up and makes his way towards the kitchen. Togo happily hops along with Kurogiri following. Dabi makes his way to the counter and takes a seat watching them.

Izuku rummages through the shelves and pantry looking for a mixing bowl, pots, and pans. Kurogiri eventually lends his assistant handing Izuku the items he needs. Toga picks up and swings the knife. Dabi amusement raises as Izuku panics.

Lining up all the ingredients, Izuku reads the recipe from his phone. He nods, "So first we put the ground beef in the bowl," Izuku washes his hands and places the ground beef in the mixing bowl crippling it with his hands.

"Now we add in the seasoning and the bread crumbs," he places the pre-measured spices and bread crumbs into the bowl. "And now the eggs!" Izuku combines the mixture by hand.

Toga watches intensely as the beef becomes one uniformed color with specs of spices and bread crumbs all throughout. Izuku grabs a bit of the mixture and balls it up in his hands pressing it down lightly, "Then shape the patties!"

The patties are a bit lop sided, almost like a child's drawing of the world map. Toga stares at the pieces, "They look funny."

Izuku blushes, "Oh well, I umm..."

Dabi sighs and washes his hands. He grabs the beef and forms nicely rounded patties.

Izuku's eyes widen and his smile grows, "Dabi! That's amazing! You're really good at that!"

Toga pouts, "I didn't know you could cook!"

Dabi scoffs still making more patties, "I can cook, but I just don't want to."

Toga, Izuku, and Kurogiri copy Dabi's movement, finishing up all the ground beef mixture. Kurogiri makes an indent lightly in the middle of each patty. Izuku leans over and asks, "Kurogiri-san, why are you doing that?"

"While cooking the meat likes to expand in the middle, this makes the cooked patties swollen on the buns. So when you do this it'll be uniformed," He explains.

"Oh! I didn't know that!" Izuku smiles at the newly gained fact.

With all the patties formed, Izuku places a mixture of butter and oil into the pan heating it up. Once satisfied with the temperature, he places in two patties. They sizzle once they hit the pan.

Izuku waits for about four minutes, or five before flipping it to the other side and waiting again. He then places onions to be caramelized and sliced cheese. Letting it sit Izuku toasted the buns, adding sauces to them, and puts the lettuce and tomatoes to one side. He lifts up the meat, cooked onions, and melted cheese onto the bun and closes it. A nice looking burger.

Toga mouth waters as she takes the first bite squealing of the flavor and juicy-ness of the burger, "Sooo good!"

Izuku blushes, "Okay, now let's grill up the rest."

Tomura grabs a towel drying off his body, then he gets a smaller one fluffing up his hair. He puts on his boxers, some pants, and a nice hoodie walking out at the same time as Spinner, "Boss, do you smell that? It smells so good!" Tomura inhales and nods in agreement.

They make their way into the living room and Izuku waves to them from the kitchen, "Mura! Spinner! You came right on time, we're almost done!" Dabi puts the toppings on the burgers while Toga cleans and sets the table placing everyone's plate down.

Kurogiri walks to Tomura, "It's just like a family dinner, isn't it?" He whispers into his ears.

Tomura's eyes widen and he looks over to Izuku, bringing out the tray of burgers to the table, "I guess it does..."

Another person enters the living room, he uses the towel to shake out the dampness in his hair. Izuku stares at the man as he takes a seat at the table, "Eh, who are you?"

The room goes silent and Tomura muffles his laughter, the man looks at Izuku, "...Midoriya, it's me." He holds up his mask.

"Oh! Mr. Compress! Sorry, I didn't recognize you without the mask!" The League laughs out loud and Tomura sits next to Izuku patting him on the head.

Mr. Compress grabs a burger and almost takes a bite, but he stops. Izuku is still staring at him, "Uh, yes?"

Izuku snaps out of his daze, "Oh sorry! I think this is the first time really seeing your face. You're very attractive."

Mr. Compress blushes, "Thanks..."

Tomura puts two burgers on his up plates and grabs Izuku leading him to the couch, "We're sitting over here."

"God, how insecure are you?" Dabi yells.

Tomura sits with Izuku next to him. From the table, Mr. Compress enjoys his meal. Dabi licks his fingers and grabs another one from the pile. Toga on her fifth burger and Spinner takes his first bite, "It's good!"

"Really? Thank goodness!" Izuku yells from the couch.

Tomura glares at all of them. He takes a bite and pouts, "It's good... But it's not fair! I thought only I got to eat your cooking!"

"Well, I made you a bento with a different dish tomorrow," Izuku munches on his burger silently watching Tomura eat his. He shallows, "Kurogiri-san said... that Aizawa-sensei is training you like a hero... I know it's hard, but I also know you can do it. That's why I'd already planned something special."

Tomura ears perk up and he turns to Izuku, "Like what?"

Izuku blushes, "It's a surprise..."

The League exchanges stories about their day as they finish eating. Tomura puts his arm around Izuku and he leans into his shoulder, "Thanks for the meal." The others join in with praises and graduates for the free food. Izuku blushes and scratches his chin.

Mr. Compress stands up and puts back on his mask, "Midoriya, let's play poker again. I request a rematch."

"Let's make it strip poker then," Dabi winks at Izuku.

"Uh..." Tomura grabs Izuku closer snarling at Dabi.

Toga leans on the table, "Nooo, I want to play something else."

"Like what?" Spinner asks while cleaning up the table.

Kurogiri raises his hand, "How about Mario Party?"

Tomura blinks twice, surprised Kurogiri asked to play that. He smiles and grabs the game plugging it into the TV. That evening the room was filled with cursing, screaming, rage, tears, and laughter.

Hours pass and the League enjoy their fun.

Kurogiri opens a portal to Izuku's dorm. Izuku and Tomura walk through, "I can't believe Dabi won," Izuku groans.

Tomura pokes his cheek, "See? I told you he was a cheater. Don't talk to him anymore."

Izuku laughs, "Thanks for leading me a toothbrush."

"It'll be better if you leave some clothes over there too," Tomura smirks wiggling his eyebrows.

"Mura... Aizawa-sensei said-" Tomura kisses Izuku's forehead.

"Yeah, yeah I know. Oh, wait!" he takes out a bag and pulls out a small cylinder container.

Izuku squints at the item, "Is that lip balm? When did you get that?"

"I told Toga to pick me up some. I didn't want to hurt you when we kiss," Tomura unscrews the cap and sniffs the scent, cinnamon.

"It doesn't hurt! Well... not that much," Izuku trails off.

Tomura stares at Izuku and he exhales lightly. Izuku scoops up a small amount on his finger and applies it on Tomura's lips. He rubs the lip balm gently from left to right. Tomura grabs his hand and licks it. Izuku turns bright red. Satisfied, Tomura sits on the bed and grins, "Well, let's test it out."

Izuku crawls next to him and leans his head on Tomura's shoulder. Tomura lifts Izuku's chin and caresses his bottom with his thumb. A glint in Izuku's eyes forms. He maintains eye-contact with Tomura and sucks on his finger, applying pressure, twirling his tongue around it. The white haired male lets out a sharp breath. He glances up at Tomura smugly.

"Oh? Bold," Tomura purrs and grabs the back of Izuku's head and yanks him into a forceful kiss. He pushes his tongue into Izuku's mouth. The green-haired hero tilts his head deepening the kiss. Their tongues fight for dominance, up, down, in, out. Tomura's mind short-circuits, getting more aggressive.

A red faced Izuku pulls away panting, "Wait, let me catch-" Tomura pushes Izuku down and continues French kissing, pulling Izuku tongue, and biting his soft lips. He presses his body against Izuku, grinding him. "Ngh..." Izuku whimpers with his eyes clouding up.

Tomura draws back hearing the whimper. He looks at his boyfriend beneath him. Izuku laying there panting as hard as he is. A trail of saliva dropping down his chin, not sure if it was his or Izuku's. Cheeks blushing red, tears threatening to fall from his eyes. Tomura gulps and lays his head in Izuku's chest, "God, Izu."

A hand ruffles through Tomura's white locks, "No, no it's not- Mura... It was good," Izuku blushes. Tomura reaches over and clicks off the lights. Snuggling back next to Izuku. They lay side by side staring at each other. Izuku smiles and boops Tomura's nose, "Today was fun."

Tomura hugs Izuku, "No, this was fun. Today was stressful."

Izuku yawns, "Let's just take it a day at a time. Good night Mura," he drifts off to sleep.

"Good night Izu," he responds kissing the top of Izuku's head. Moments pass and Tomura watches his adorable boyfriend sleep in his arms. Izuku breathing lightly chest going up and down. His fluffy hair spilled onto his freckled face. He's eyelashes are longer than he expected.

"Mura..." Izuku mumbles in his sleep cuddling closer. Tomura's eye twitches, annnd he's hard. Fuck.

In Aizawa's office he gathers news clipping from the attack of Higawase and Endeavor's missing report of Overhaul. 'Best if Eri isn't alone for a while,' he thinks.

He takes out his notes from the rehabilitation and sighs. The tired teacher writes out a regime for his "new" student, but is interrupted by knocks on at the door.

The teacher places down the files and opens the door, "Good evening sir. Here is Izuku's draft and the evaluation so far," Shinsou greets.

Aizawa takes the papers and glances through them, "Thank you, Shinsou."

Shinsou stands in the doorway and stares at Aizawa.

He looks back towards Shinsou, "...?"

They stare at each other, "Is there anything else?"

He bows, "I would like to apologize in advance."

Aizawa squints and asks, "Apologize? For what?" Genuinely confused at his student's behavior.

"I won't be accepting any questions. Good night, Sensei," Shinsou quickly leaves down the hall. Aizawa raises his eyebrow in suspicion.