CONTENT WARNING: SEXUAL CONTENT.
Right, so the explicit version with AI generated artwork of Chiharu for those interested is on ao3, my user name is sunny_dey and story name is still Scars.
Shota never really considered himself unobservant before. Much like Chiharu, he'd trained in battle awareness. He'd honed that skill as an underground, solo pro hero who actively patrolled, worked with the police in raids and large-scale villain takedowns, and regularly teamed up with some of the most skilled and renowned pro heroes in Japan. His quirk was rare and endlessly useful in many ways. Awareness was practically a prerequisite to his quirk. Even villains with stealth or speed quirks couldn't gain an advantage over him. Supervillains feared him. Villains, thugs, and nameless criminals actively avoided his turf…
So how come he didn't know how attractive his husband was until someone else was suddenly holding Hizashi's hand?
Their second date with Chiharu was a gym/workout date because that's all they could get the bratty elf to agree to. It wasn't a date, but Hizashi was doing his best to make it one and Chiharu was oblivious at best. Easily falling back into their usual routine and antics. It was clear she really wanted things to stay the same, and it was clear Hizashi didn't.
It started on the street. They were jogging around the block the gym was on because it was a chilly, early morning, and that was better than warming up in the gym. That was when he first noticed that other people noticed. Shota was running behind his chattering teammates who had already given up on dragging him into their conversation. It was too damn early to talk about how cute and wrinkly Kan's dog was.
Random people. Men and women out walking their dogs or jogging as well. Hizashi was wearing a tight, sweat absorbing black t-shirt and track pants, and Chiharu was wearing a tight black tank top and dark blue, stretchy gym pants. One woman stopped and stared like they were running around in their hero costumes or something. By the fourth person staring, Shota was starting to get annoyed.
Then they were in the gym and there was a group of three men watching Chiharu do GHD sit-ups like they'd never seen a woman before, and no amount of glaring could get them to buzz off… Five different women and two men talked to Hizashi. There were more but those seven were just blatantly trying to get his number. And how could Chiharu even comfortably workout with the staring and the… Hey, can you spot me? … Oh hi, do you know how this works? … Can you show me how to use this? … You seem really nice, can I get your number? I'd love to hangout sometime…
It was… Insane. Was it always like this for these two? And when they teamed up it was even worse. People were practically drooling as Chiharu and Hizashi went head-to-head on one of the high pullup bars. Hearts in their eyes when Hizashi hung from one hand and reached over to tickle Chiharu's ribs and mess up her longest unbroken set. The gawkers stood around giggling like school girls when Chiharu screamed and tried to kick him, like they were watching a personal fantasy play out.
Shota felt a spike of something later when Chiharu disappeared into the women's locker room to shower and change. What went on in there? Were the showers private stalls or was every woman in there feasting their eyes on Chiharu's wet, naked, and soapy—?! Basically, his mind envisioned Chiharu naked in the middle of a room full of Kayamas.
"Sho… You okay?" Hizashi's concerned tone was the only thing that made him realize he was burning a hole into the wall that the women's locker room was on the other side of with his glare.
"Fine," he grumbled, ignoring Hizashi's frown and proceeded to get showered and changed at lightning speed before leaving to wait for Chiharu outside the women's change room. Naturally every woman that came out scattered like scared mice till Chiharu finally emerged smelling all fresh and clean, like she used unscented products. Just the faintest hint of lavender.
Shota froze, eyes widening at her surprised expression. Then Chiharu grinned enough to show those little pointy fangs as her pretty eyes locked on his. Her hair was wet, hanging around her face and a little way down the back of her neck, a couple shades darker than usual, the elfin points of her ears just a tad more noticeable … He just felt stuck. No, he felt struck. By just how striking she really was. How cute… No, it was her natural beauty. Her foolishness was what made her cute, her glares and grinning fox eyes were pretty, but when she smiled and laughed for real, she was beautiful.
Chiharu was probably around 5'10", plenty tall enough for them to be nearly eye-to-eye with a little tilt of her head when she moved closer, whispering, "Shota…" As she poked his chest and then slowly walked two fingers up to his neck. He almost shivered. The only thing that stopped it was how tense he was because she, not him, touched first. She waggled her eyebrows while asking, "are you out here trying to peep?" Oh… Well, that was just… "Want me to sneak you in?" Her voice was soft and silky, then she pulled back a little bit. All he could do was watch as her pink tongue slipped from between her fangs and slid over her bottom lip before lolling down in front of her chin a little while snickering. She had a long tongue and little shame in showing it off. Sometimes she even licked Hizashi, and the poor man would freeze up like he'd just been struck by lightning. It was definitely a quirk thing. He'd seen her slide her tongue along Hizashi's skin before, seemingly without thought, much to Hizashi's total devastation. Then they'd awkwardly apologize back and forth till she made excuses and disappeared. She was really playing with fire with Hizashi now. Still acting like they were just friends and flirting, playing, and teasing as if nothing had changed.
But it had. She could pretend all day long, but they'd already stated their intentions with her. And it was all winding Hizashi up. Fuck. It was crazy, but it was winding Shota up too. It didn't seem to matter how hard he tried to brush it off as nothing. And Hizashi spent half his time with her trying not to touch her whenever she was in range.
But Shota wasn't Hizashi. One hand clapped around Chiharu's left upper arm with a bit of force and his other flashed out, catching the side of her face, fingers curling around her jaw as he pressed his thumb against her tongue. She made some kind of startled noise as her tongue disappeared and then her teeth closed around his thumb that was suddenly in her mouth. A little pinch just past his nail but there was no denying the way her tongue swirled over the pad of his thumb.
Shota was surprised there were any muscles still loose enough in his body to tense up, but when their eyes locked and Chiharu's hand splayed over his chest, probably to shove him off—
Hizashi gasped. Chiharu jerked her head away, dislodging Shota's thumb and probably the only reason she didn't disappear was because his eyes were glowing red. Without him even realizing…? Shota blinked.
Chiharu pulled back and he let her go. She didn't take her eyes off Hizashi, "I wasn't—
"Wanna come over for lunch? I made curry for supper last night, so we have lots of leftovers," Hizashi really did know how to play Chiharu like a finely tuned instrument. Crisis averted as Chiharu excitedly started raving about Hizashi's curry. They gathered their stuff and instantly appeared on their doorstep at home…
They at least let her finish eating, knowing what came next might ruin her appetite.
Surprisingly… Or maybe not surprising at all, Chiharu beat them to it with a sigh into her bamboo, jasmine, and honey tea that Hizashi had picked up just for her. "Does it really matter so much?" She asked almost sadly. They were all sitting around the table, stuffed full of curry and drinking different teas.
"Aa, yeah, it really does, sweetheart," Hizashi immediately chirped back. Shota said nothing.
"It's like an addiction. I like it," Chiharu stared down into her tea like it held all the answers she sought. "Blood." She elaborated without prompting. Both men were extremely careful to not react to that. "It's fine normally. I can see it, even spill it without feeling a thing… But if I link with someone, it happens. It's like I get addicted and once the link starts to fade… I want more."
"More from anyone?" Shota asked and Chiharu shook her head. "So, you feel an urge to stay linked with the same person?" She nodded before excusing herself to disappear to the washroom. Hizashi sighed. At least she was still in the house.
They moved to the living room, and Chiharu returned to a fresh tea on the coffee table. The only spot for her to sit was beside Hizashi on the sofa. She didn't seem bothered, settling in beside him, curled up and uttered a small thanks after sipping some more tea.
"Can we talk about your quirk some more?" Hizashi asked gently.
"If we have to…" She sighed. Then said, "I miss Deejay." The black tomcat had been adopted just a few days before.
"Awwwe! A really nice couple adopted him, Chiharu-chan," Hizashi informed the woman, but she only continued frowning sadly down at her tea. She eventually nodded, but still didn't look up.
"We have to." Shota cut in before they got off topic but kept his tone soft too. And insistent. "Does the person you link with feel anything?"
Chiharu sighed, "yeah. They like it too." At that, both Hizashi and Shota tensed.
"In what way?" Shota asked.
"I'm not really sure. It just feels good. It doesn't hurt…" Chiharu explained.
"Wha-what feels good?" Hizashi sounded a little flustered as he faced Chiharu on the sofa. Chiharu moved so she was facing him too.
"My teeth, I guess… When I bite... Um... In," Chiharu explained, cheeks a little dark as she rolled her eyes and sighed again to try and diffuse her own embarrassment.
"Chiharu… That doesn't sound bad at all," at Hizashi's words she shook her head in quiet denial, eyes widening. "I mean, it's sounds intimate. Kinda like sex. You know sex can sometimes create a link too, for people who are really close and want to make each other feel good… It can be pretty intense. Like me and Sho." Chiharu listened with interest, clearly hanging onto his words. "I'm a lot more into sex than Sho is. It's a lot like an addiction for me. I don't like to go very long without it. Shota could go a long time, and it wouldn't change a thing for him. But not me. I need that bond, that closeness. I crave it, and if I don't get it for a long time, then I start to want it really, really bad and if I get it, I feel better. Happier. Closer to him. If I don't, at first, I might be upset and cranky, but eventually that will fade, and I'll be okay for a while. Kind of sounds a little bit like an addiction, doesn't it?" She nodded slowly. "Even though I like sex a lot, it's still really special to me, especially with Sho because I know he does it for me, more than himself."
Shota scoffed at that, "don't try to make me sound so noble, Hizashi. I like sex plenty." Chiharu's eyes flashed to him, and she grinned a little. "What about you, Chiharu? Is Blood Link comparable to sex for you?"
"Its better than the sex I've had… With another person," at her answer Shota blinked and forced himself to contain a sharp reaction. He wanted to look at Hizashi, but he held her eyes till she looked away. "But I've never had an orgasm during sex with a partner." Oh. "It's not better than how I can make myself feel though."
"So… Blood Link feels good? Like hot and tingly?" Hizashi asked and Chiharu gave a little laugh.
"Heh, yeah… Not exactly sexual though, unless during sex or with someone I'm attracted too, maybe..." She explained but fell silent.
"How come you hate it so much?" Hizashi asked. "I'm gonna be honest, Chiharu… Blood Link sounds really good."
"Hizashi! You're crazy!" She cried with an incredulous, high-pitched laugh. "I could find you anywhere. I could feel you. I could bring you to me from anywhere and I could come to you anywhere. How is that in anyway okay? It-it's invasive. It's wrong! It's sick!"
Suddenly Hizashi had her face in his hands, leaning across the space between them. "Baby, who told you those awful things?" She didn't answer, just tried to shake her head. "Let's just do it. Me and you, and you and Shota. Its the only way you're ever going to understand that we trust and care for you plenty more than enough to do this."
"I can't!" She protested hotly.
"You don't want to?" Hizashi's question sounded a little sad.
"I-I do… I want to, so bad…" She went quiet, eyes dropping but she still hadn't pulled away from Hizashi's hold. Shota had already guessed her so-called 'episodes' has something to do with her quirk. He had Hizashi had talked about it already and researched it.
"Sometimes you really crave it, right? Is that what you meant by episodes?" Hizashi asked, stroking her cheeks as she nodded. "It hurts?" She nodded again, "that's because you fight it. Repressing a quirk can have bad side effects."
Chiharu sighed again, "I know… Iruka-san tells me all the time…" She was talking about her therapist.
"I'm not scared or worried. I love the idea of being linked to you like that. Just the thought of it makes me feel safe and special… So fucking special," at Hizashi's words, Chiharu stared in disbelief. "I can't even imagine being so lucky to be a part of something like that… To be part of you."
"I… Just… Don't understand, Hizashi…" She really didn't. Chiharu couldn't understand why Hizashi would want this. It was all there in her sweet, confused expression.
"I think you'll understand… But first you have to try. And take a risk… Okay? I promise everything will be just fine," Hizashi's voice was soft and smooth and a little bit strange, almost hypnotic. Did he realize he was doing that? Shota knew he wasn't likely to try and manipulate Chiharu knowingly or blatantly…
But then again, Hizashi was nothing if not smart. Silly, and just as foolish and clueless as Chiharu in some ways, sure… But stupid? Never. Hizashi had a genius level intellect. He was very quick thinking, with an incredible memory. The man was fluent in Japanese of course, but also English. He excelled at a few of the more common Japanese dialects, could speak Korean, Mandarin and was currently learning French for fun. He knew JSL and a lot of ASL. Hizashi could learn to play pretty much any instrument he picked up in a ridiculously short time… Sometimes Shota just forgot all that. It would be foolish of him to assume Hizashi didn't know how he affected Chiharu.
For nearly a full minute, Chiharu just watched Hizashi, eyes moving over his smiling face, and then finally she moved closer. Hizashi did the same so they were fully facing each other, and their knees touched. She slowly lifted her hand and placed it over his where he was still holding her face, never breaking eye contact, like she was looking for something? Some little hesitation or uncertainty maybe. She turned her face into Hizashi's left hand, her bright eyes closing a little as she rubbed her cheek into his palm. Her other hand came up to carefully clasp his elbow. The fingers of his other hand sank into her hair, and they both shuddered at the first touch of her lips on his palm before she moved her face lower, eyes lifting to watch Hizashi again as her lips parted and she dragged her tongue across the inside of his wrist.
They both moaned so quietly at that, that Shota clenched the arms of the chair, not sure he'd ever seen anything so simply erotic in his entire life… Yet still so sweetly innocent that it made his chest feel tight. Two pretty shades of green stayed locked as her tongue disappeared and she pressed her lips against his wrist in a soft kiss, suddenly looking a little sad, like she didn't want to hurt him. Chiharu's lips pulled back a little bit, her fingers tightened against Hizashi's skin, and then she pressed down with her teeth.
The moans that followed were much louder, broken, and muffled. Hizashi tensed, lips parted in shock, his eyes widening behind his glasses, and then they lit up in bright, glowing red! Chiharu's did too, the pale green disappeared behind the exact same red glow. It looked just like Erasure except captivatingly beautiful instead of strained and burning. Hizashi moved his hand from Chiharu's hair and gripped the back of the sofa tight instead, panting softly when Chiharu started to pull back and the glow faded from their eyes.
Chiharu's eyes dropped first, and she visibly shivered before licking Hizashi's wrist again. Then she kissed the bite as if she hoped that would heal it. By this point Hizashi was covering his mouth with his free hand, and trembling faintly.
"I shouldn't have…" She lowered Hizashi's hand to her lap, head down. Oddly enough, the bite wasn't bleeding at all. "I guess I'm going to link with Shota now…"
"Only if you want to, Chiharu…" Shota said when she appeared standing before his chair, hugging herself around the middle. She gave a little nod…
Then she was right on top of him! There was nothing soft or snuggly and sweet, and Shota wasn't sure why he'd ever expected that. Insistent fingers pulled aside the collar of his shirt, she leaned close and bit into his left trap, keeping off him as much as possible. It was quick and there was a warm and wet pressure, but it didn't hurt…
Shota's whole world turned into warm, pulsing, pumping red as his every sense seemed to focus in on Chiharu's fangs buried in his skin. It didn't just feel good… It felt like the edge of an orgasm after hours of teasing as warm tingling spread out from the point of contact before rushing all the way to the top of his head then to the tips of his fingers and toes. He jerked as his vision turned blinding red, biting back a moan. He'd die! He'd surely die of warm, bubbling pleasure if it went on any longer… As soon as the thought occurred it eased up, leaving him a trembling, panting, sweaty mess as Chiharu's weight left him.
Shota just sat there, holding the arms of the chair in a white-knuckled grip. If he moved… If he moved, he'd touch her. And if he touched her, it would be to rip off her clothes, and bury himself so far inside her… And he'd stay there. Forever.
"It's okay, Ch-Chiharu…" Hizashi… Had Hizashi ever sounded so good before this moment?! Just the sound of his partner's voice made Shota fight a groan.
"It doesn't look okay…" And then Chiharu. Fuck… Chiharu… Shota closed his eyes and focused on his breathing. "You both look like… Like maybe I need to go home now. Text me later." Then she was gone with a soft pop. She just left.
Shota rose to his feet like a puppet on strings before nearly falling on his husband. Hizashi didn't utter a word of protest, meeting him in rain of hungry kisses as Shota pushed him back on the sofa, rubbing, and feeling through their clothes before the clothes were yanked out of the way.
Shota couldn't even fault his husband for moaning Chiharu's name because he'd been thinking the same thing… Imagining Chiharu squished between them, writhing, crying out along with them… Fuck… ...
When the moaning and trembling eased, Hizashi spoke up as he caught his breath, "baby… Do you think Chiharu's okay?" Hizashi was stroking Shota's hair and back and clearly had no intention of letting him up. Shota relaxed as much as he could while laying right of top of Hizashi on the sofa that was at least a foot too short to get comfortable.
"No… I don't think she is…" Shota only confirmed what Hizashi likely expected. "Let's go shower and try to get her to come back."
"Oh baby… I don't know… I just want to… To—
"Fucking devour her?" Shota supplied, voice deep and rough in Hizashi's ear as the man made a pained sound before grabbing Shota's ass and moving under him while groaning like he was closer to dying than to orgasmic bliss.
"She-she said it wouldn't be that sexual… But it felt soo good... I went blind! All I could see was red and it was so hot, and I just wanted her so bad, I was scared she was gonna be underneath me when my vision came back…" The whole time he spoke Hizashi was moving under him while moaning softly and shaking again. Shota couldn't help but close his eyes, fingers tangling in Hizashi's soft hair as he pictured what his husband was saying to near perfection. Shota licked Hizashi's ear before taking the lobe between his lips, tongue toying with the small silver hoops and studs that lined his ear, easily drawing a strangled groan out of the blond. "I wanna feel every inch of her… And taste every inch and fucking… Sh-shove my face between her legs… And taste her there too… Have you ever done that to a woman, Sho?" Hizashi spoke between pants, squeezing his ass and panting softly in his ear.
"No… But I…" Shota shuttered, squeezing the arm rest above Hizashi's head, "I want to do it too…"
"I haven't… Either… I just wanna… " Hizashi moaned the words and Shota would be lying if he said it wasn't one of the best things he'd ever heard. Hizashi's voice was just… Too much sometimes. Smooth and husky and he suspected there really was no limit to what Hizashi could do with his voice quirk. "I wanna… I bet it's so hot… Cause her skin is so warm… She's probably so hot on the in—
Shota cut him off with another tingling, mind-numbing kiss, and there there was just no more room for words... Uh… Chiharu…
"Sho…" Hizashi called out a soft warning, and at first he wasn't really sure why he was suddenly feeling on edge. Sometimes it was something he could hear and not, or not yet, see.
He was just watching Shota and Chiharu work through their usual sparring sessions and feeling a little more bothered by the whole thing than usual. Not in that way though. Sparring, exercising, working out were not usually times when he'd find himself turned on by either his partner or Chiharu. Probably because he took it really seriously despite Chiharu's silliness. Shota was one thing, but Chiharu offered her precious time, skill, and experience to him on a regular basis, and he'd improved his stamina, hand-to-hand, and battle awareness more than ever in his entire life.
Hizashi loved her for it! And did his best to respond in kind. Offering to teach her too. She liked music, had sensitive hearing, but was kinda tone-deaf and uninterested in learning an instrument. So sad! He was still working on that with her, but languages were also his thing and he adored how eagerly she wanted to learn from him too. She made him feel special and so wanted and appreciated, and now with Blood Link those feelings seemed to increase tenfold.
Sho wasn't like that exactly. He'd always been willing to train Hizashi, but they'd kept that aspect of their lives separate for the most part. Hizashi and Shota were both very independent of each other.
So, it was surprising, the sudden change and redirection when a more dependent type person was thrust between them. Two husbands suddenly found themselves with a wife. Or rather, a girlfriend. Well, at least from their perspective. Chiharu was still not ready to cross that line. The most she willingly did was hold his hand or hang off Sho's shoulders. It didn't change his growing feelings for her. And it wasn't just him.
The change in Shota was like night and day. The man had gone from zero interest friendship to near full on husband-mode with dizzying speed. And not like he was with Hizashi. Yeah, the man was overprotective, but Hizashi was a man too. There was just a natural level of trust there that Hizashi could take care of himself.
It was not so for Chiharu. Poor Shota was doing his best, but this was all new territory for him…
"Shota…" Hizashi got to his feet where he'd been sitting in the grass watching them spar. Tired and sore from getting his butt kicked by Shota already. He was the only one that seemed to notice the change.
Lately they'd been sparring with Blood Link to give Chiharu a slight advantage over Shota. Mostly so Shota could benefit from their training too. And he had. It was disturbing how quickly Shota could hone a new skill. The man was a fucking prodigy to say the least. But this was… Incredible.
Somehow Shota was beginning to predict where Chiharu was going to appear! It wasn't possible… It shouldn't be possible… But as Chiharu popped all around him like a teleporting humming bird to try and get through Shota's defence, literally only appearing long enough to throw a punch or less… Hizashi started to notice. They were picking up into speeds that were hard to see and little more than a blur, but he could hear the change. Hear the brush of Shota's fist or foot or knee against Chiharu's hero costume as his attacks came dangerously close to unprotected parts of her. She had no time to block.
"Stop!" Hizashi barked out the command, but it was already too late.
Chiharu appeared and Shota was already throwing the lightning-fast punch where he knew she was going to appear! Some fucking how?!
Shota pulled his punch, probably in response to Hizashi's shout, but it still connected with Chiharu's face, full on! Her startled cry was cut short as the force of the hit sent her flying backward, no hope of stopping herself from skidding through the dirt and rolling limply across the ground cause she'd been instantly knocked out. And no wonder, Shota could probably knock out All Might. He didn't have an enhancement quirk, the man just knew how to throw a deadly punch. He even held back when facing villains, so of course he always held back in spars which was why Chiharu was unconscious, and not on the ground with a broken neck.
"Chiharu!?" Shota had Chiharu in his arms before Hizashi even had a chance to make it over there, and Hizashi was sure he'd only ever heard Shota sound like that in the most dire situations. Worried. His husband sounded scared. He held her draped over his arm carefully as Hizashi dropped to his knees beside them. Shota knew better than to move her around but he did anyway, proving how upset he was just then, and further proved what Hizashi was starting to notice. The fingers that gently tapped Chiharu's cheek were trembling ever so slightly before Shota searched her head and neck quickly for blood or wounds. Her bottom lip was split and bleeding. Hizashi checked her hands, arms, shoulders, and ribs. Rag-dolling across the ground wasn't as harmless as people liked to think, and people often ended up with a dislocated shoulder or fingers along with bumps and bruises. He carefully felt around her jaw and nose before relaxing.
"She's fine, Sho…" Hizashi rubbed his fingers through Chiharu's hair, brushing away some grass and dirt. "Chiharu, come on… Wake up, sweetheart." As if on cue, her eyes snapped open and she drew in a ragged breath, tensing and shivering in Shota's hold. He could see when she came back all the way, catching her shoulder and squeezing before she could jerk upright. Shota gripped her too, holding her close. "You okay, Chiharu?"
"Chiharu?" Shota echoed, stroking her cheek.
"Yeah, I'm… Fine," she gave a little cough before licking the blood off her bottom lip. She didn't even wince, but that had to sting. Then she looked up at Shota and Hizashi could see the wheels turning in her head as she tried to figure out exactly what happened. "You knew where I was… Gonna be…?" The words were almost hesitant as she stared at Shota, and he stared down at her, the two of them locked in some moment before Chiharu's hand came up, her fingers curling gently around Shota's hand still on her cheek. "Shota… You're so… Amazing…"
Sho's eyes widened in shock. At the clear, unabashed awe in her tone, her eyes a little wide too like she really didn't know what to think. He wasn't the kind of man to accept compliments normally. Shota worked so hard to get to this level. Truly Sho's entire raison d'être was his pro hero work. His marriage, UA, all of this came second. A compliment from Chiharu though… A fellow fighter, a warrior at heart, and a skilled martial artist, who despite her silliness had true respect for fighting, extremely high self discipline, and held herself to ridiculously high standards was not something Shota could just brush off as typical fan bullshit, or even the words of someone inexperienced.
Link's regard meant something to him. Ever since that first spar, as Chiharu turned and offered him a formal bow. Shota hadn't returned it, he wasn't trained in the way she was, but it still meant a lot to him, and she often gave him that same respect. Her face would change from goofy grins to completely serious when she thanked him as a superior fighter who took the time and effort to train her.
It didn't matter to her that Shota didn't return the gesture but she still showed him that respect after every sparring session as if something inside her would not allow her to do otherwise. She didn't gush over Shota like some kind of fangirl, no, she often sat down afterwards and closed her eyes with a little sigh. Contemplating the spar was what she called it, and Shota and Hizashi had begun joining her in it before discussing the results and key moments. They would both ask Shota questions about his thought process and reasons for some killer move and pick his brain and he would delve into it, picking their fights apart with disturbing skill and ease, and Chiharu ate it up. Eager for the lecture like it was the best part of the spar.
It was fucking adorable, especially the way he could tell Shota liked it too. Hell, he would never presume to know his husband's mind, but he might venture to say it was something the man secretly loved about Chiharu.
Now, Sho's fingers tightened on Chiharu's face, curling around her jaw and…
He dipped his head… And Shota kissed her! Not only did his husband kiss Chiharu, but he licked up the blood that was dribbling down her chin, slid his tongue hotly over that cut, and sucked her slightly swollen lip between his. Wow… Shota really was falling in love with Chiharu! Did Hizashi even need anymore proof than this? He should probably be jealous or something, but he was kinda just happy he got to see it happening.
Chiharu jerked in Shota's arms, eyes going wide, as a shocked, muffled gasp escaped her, and then her hand moved up to grip Shota's hair tight, eyes slipping closed as she kissed him back.
They both lit up like two neon red lights! Both of them suddenly moaning, gripping each other tight and kissing almost frantically. They split apart almost as quickly as it had begun, staring into each other's glowing red eyes.
They'd done something!? With Blood Link-?!
Hizashi barely hesitated, he grabbed Chiharu where she was still hanging in his husband's arms and kissed her too. Swallowing down her cry of, "Hiza!?" And oh… OH?! Was that Chiharu's blood?! There was the sharp taste of iron tang like you'd expect, except it changed to something hot and sweet! Her blood tasted fucking sweet?! Hizashi licked it up just like Shota had, eagerly swallowing the tiny bit he got down, and everything went warm and red behind his eyes.
It wasn't the same as the erotic shock of her bite… It was more like coming home. Inviting. Soft and vulnerable. Chiharu echoed his moan, her tongue sliding against his, and he shook. Chiharu… He was kissing Chiharu… After all this time, and suddenly something snapped into place. The feeling was almost sharp after the softness, and they jerked apart too, gasping as Hizashi bumped into Shota who was still right there.
Chiharu was still glowing faintly red, but the brilliant crimson of her eyes was beginning to fade back to light green. The glow like a strange red aura around them seemed to pulse before disappearing.
"What just happened?" Shota's rough voice right there startled them both as they panted. Hizashi sat back and then…
Disappeared with a soft pop.
There were a few seconds of total confusion as he reappeared a few feet back. The three of them just stared at each other in shock. That had felt weird. The faint tingle and brush of air when Chiharu teleported him around but much stronger. Almost like a push. A rush. Hizashi looked back at Sho and Chiharu and wanted to be there and then he just was. There was that faint push, almost in the middle of his chest and then he was back kneeling where he had been.
Chiharu scrambled to her feet, almost ripping out of Shota's arms, eyes wide as she stepped back on shaky knees, "I'm not doing that!" She cried, holding her head with one hand.
Shota stood, looked down at himself with a slight frown… And then, he disappeared too! Hizashi jumped up, twisting around, only to find his husband so far across the field he looked small. With a simple thought, that he wanted to go there too, he suddenly just was.
"Are we… Teleporting?" Hizashi asked in barely more than a whisper as he reached out, hands shaking the tiniest bit. Shota instantly took his hands in his.
"Take a breath," Shota ordered gently and Hizashi's head dropped with a nod as he obeyed, focusing on his breathing for a moment. "Let's take care of Chiharu first."
Except they couldn't, cause she was already gone.
The journey home had been a novel experience of teleporting as far as they could see over and over again, on their own… Well, honestly totally fucking exhilarating. They'd showered and thrown on some house clothes, and now…
Hizashi was pacing. Which this time meant he was teleporting from one side of the living room to the other as he walked, and possibly didn't even realize he was doing it, rubbing his hands together, running his fingers through his hair, sighing, mumbling to himself... Chiharu wasn't answering texts, and calls when straight to voicemail.
Shota wanted to say they just needed to give her time, but even he was struggling to stay still in his chair. Three hours had past already. What if she didn't show up to UA tomorrow? What if she didn't come back. That was totally unacceptable.
They could teleport as far as they could see, same as Chiharu could, but they couldn't seem to teleport to any of her charge marks or anything like that. Somehow Chiharu had given them part of the teleporting aspect of Blood Link… And she obviously hadn't even known she could. It was like ingesting her blood had done something to the link through the blood that she already had from them. Like… A circle… Like holding hands… And then reaching back for the other hand like he had with Hizashi earlier. Creating a complete circle… A return link…?!
Chiharu. With Chiharu. With Blood Link she could come to them anywhere. She could find them anywhere. She could feel them, she said. How did she do that? How did she feel them?
Shota closed his eyes, breathing in slow and picturing Chiharu in his mind. Grinning at him with those fox eyes, all teeth and snickering. His heart thumped hard in his chest, and he lifted a hand to rub at the spot.
Shota froze. He felt something. Like a weird, fuzzy little flutter right there in his chest. When he focused on it, the feeling intensified. The faintest pulling sensation.
"I feel it," Shota announced as he jumped to his feet, clutching his chest. Hizashi froze before appearing right beside him. "Just… Just picture Chiharu in your head and try to feel it." Shota faced him and then poked the middle of Hizashi's chest. "Close your eyes." His husband obeyed, shaking the tiniest bit as Shota pressed his hand into the middle of Hizashi's chest.
It was only seconds before Hizashi's hand was clutching his and squeezing. "What is it?!" Hizashi's quirk blew his hair back but Shota barely noticed.
"I think it's Chiharu… I think we can teleport to her…" Shota explained. He couldn't help but sound a little unsure.
"How?!" Hizashi cried, voice stinging Shota's ears a little and Shota reached up, pulling Hizashi in against his chest. His partner immediately grappled onto him like a drowning man, burying his face in Shota's hair.
"Calm down, Hizashi…" He felt Hizashi nod as Shota rubbed his back, though Hizashi only squeezed him tighter. "Feel it again. Feel that pull…" It was more like a feather tickling something inside his chest and if he focused on it, it became a soft breeze drawing him forward somehow. The more he focused on it—
Somehow… They went together, as if they were meant to, still clinging to each other and only losing contact for a millisecond before they appeared somewhere else, holding each other tight as the world just lit up.
It was so hot and blinding bright! Shota's vision returned quickly as he blinked, pulling away from Hizashi except the man squeezed him tight, holding him still. Shota gripped his shoulder, twisted his head around, and froze.
Not only were they in some kind of completely fantastical looking oasis totally surrounded by crystal blue water and forest beyond, but Chiharu was right there on the large flat rock they were poised on still wearing their house slippers and clothes.
Naked. She was totally naked and looked like some kind of sex god out for a tan. One arm was up to pillow her head, and the other was slung over her face, hiding her eyes in the crook of her elbow.
It wasn't as if they hadn't seen Chiharu naked before… They'd been to onsens together loads of times, but they'd never seen this. Everything, right there on full display. Chiharu had that same cute light green hair between her legs too. Fuck. This was different. Everything was different now. She looked like the statue of a bronzed goddess laying there, all toned perfection.
The scars on her skin were by no means imperfections, and that one that always drew Shota's eye traced the inside of her hip all the way down to that enticing patch of pale hair, and dipped into it, leaving a little part where the hair didn't grow back on the scar.
Someone had truly tried to gut the little rat-elf. As much as the thought made his own stomach twist up, he wanted to trace that scar with his tongue again… All the way down...
Chiharu's hair was still damp from a swim, lips downturned in a tight frown and trembling a little, head turned slightly away from them. So… Was this why she had no tan lines?
It was wrong… They should look away from that precious sight but after everything… Spending hours waiting for Chiharu to come back. Worried and upset, it was asking the impossible. Hizashi was literally shaking in his arms.
Chiharu drew a shuddering breath, then she went still before she instantly appeared on the edge of the rock, facing them in all her nude glory. Her unease at finding them suddenly there with her quickly melted into shock and uncertainty. She rubbed damp cheeks and sniffled, eyes a little red from crying.
"What the fuck is this!?" She cried as he and Hizashi finally split apart to face her. "You really do have my quirk… Some-somehow!? Do you even know where you are right now!?" She flung her arms out as if she meant for them to look around, but how were they supposed to look away from those glorious breasts on full display!? "We're on the Galápagos Islands! On-on the other side of the world... It's the afternoon here! It's dangerous! What if something happened… What if you appeared over the water or-or—
Shota stepped forward, unable to temper the spike of anger at her words. "You should have stayed then! Instead of leaving us to figure this out on our own somehow… You're here, what!? Getting a fucking tan?!" Shota snapped, he couldn't help it, even though he knew it wasn't true as soon as the words left his lips. He knew this wasn't her fault… But this was too much! Chiharu visibly reacted to his outburst, hunkering down a little and hugging herself as her eyes dropped. Of course… He succeeded in hurting her. He wanted to hurt her for leaving them. For running away. She just couldn't do that ever again. He'd make damn sure of it!
"Fuck!" She snarled the word, turned around and sprang off the rock like a damn dolphin, cutting into the water and quickly swam down.
"Shota, calm down…" Hizashi's voice was quiet, and Shota almost wanted to throw off the hand that closed over his shoulder. "You know that's not what's going on. She was crying… And Chiharu probably came here cause she was freaking out, to try and calm down." Shota nodded his head after a few seconds, breathing out some tension. "I don't think she understands this much better than we do, and she's probably worried too… And… And scared." Damn Hizashi and his soothing voice. "I'm not upset with her at all. We did this, not her… Fuck… I shouldn't have done that! Not after seeing what happened to you… I just… I just wanted to feel it too," Hizashi drew in a shuddering breath and hugged himself. "That was so selfish. I didn't think… I just wanted to kiss her too! Like some fucking selfish asshole!" Shota deflated completely as Hizashi's anguished expression turned to worry when he looked out over the water. "She still hasn't come up…"
Shota sighed before he reached down to pull off his shirt and dropped his track pants. "Come on… Let's just swim. This place is fucking amazing."
The water was warm and clear. It was hard to tell how deep because they could see almost all the way to the bottom in some areas, but it was salt water. Hizashi dove in after stripping down to his underwear too, going right for the flashes of pale green. They found Chiharu at the bottom of a shallower area, holding onto the edge of some rock to stay down. Just floating and watching the bottom.
The bottom was alive. There were schools of colourful fish, small reef sharks twisting around and cutting through the water just above the sandy bottom, but that wasn't what caught her attention.
It was a big, spotted sea turtle drifting along, sunlight glinting off it's brown and yellow shell as it chomped at vegetation, swaying with the current.
Chiharu's head jerked up as Hizashi's shadow fell over her and she watched him like a hawk as he swam closer. Then she reached up, snatched his hand and dragged him down with her, heading for the turtle. It didn't seem at all bothered by their presence. She brought Hizashi's hand down with hers and together they touched it's big shell, Hizashi's eyes wide with wonder.
Shota swam down, admittedly more interested in the sight of Hizashi and Chiharu, looking like two curious merpeople, than he was the turtle. A beautiful thing yes, but he wasn't the kind of person with the urge to touch everything he found awe inspiring. Somethings should remain untouched… And… How the hell long could Chiharu hold her breath for!? It was going on 5 minutes now, at least.
Hizashi was soon tugging on her hand and pointing insistently up. Chiharu immediately shot upward, taking Hizashi with her, clearly the more experienced swimmer of the two, and they hit the surface in only a few seconds.
Shota surfaced to the sounds of Hizashi drawing in some deep breaths. Him and Chiharu were clasping hands. "I'm not a great swimmer," Hizashi admitted, struggling to tread water a little bit.
Chiharu nodded with an understanding smile, "sure, that's okay… Let's go to the shallows…" They headed toward the shore, but Shota stayed behind. When Chiharu noticed she paused, letting Hizashi swim past her. "Shota…" Their eyes met. "Watch out for sharks and don't get too close to sting rays… And you can't teleport fully submerged in water or into water. Once your head is out you can, though… So, be careful… Okay?" Shota nodded after a few seconds. "And I wasn't… Getting a tan…"
"I know," he said, but they didn't move any closer to each other. "I shouldn't have yelled at you… I'll be in soon." With that they parted and swam in different directions. It wasn't okay. He knew that…
But free-diving in the Galápagos Islands apparently did wonders for a person's body, mind, and soul.
By the time he came to the shoreline it was to the sound and sight of Chiharu guiding Hizashi with his swimming and treading water. Chiharu had her grey sports bra and blue panties on now, and was sitting waist deep at the shoreline while Hizashi was still far enough out to swim.
"Do you come here a lot?" Shota asked as he sat down beside her, pushing his hair back and rubbing the water out of his eyes.
"Yeah… I do. It's 15 hours ahead here," she explained without looking at him and was quiet for a minute as Hizashi waded over and plopped down with a splash in front of them, the sun at his back.
It was… Shota, most certainly along with Chiharu, took a long few seconds to admire his partner's physique. Hizashi really had improved. For the first time since knowing the man, Hizashi was just as cut as Shota was. All long, lean muscles on display, water running down his lightly tanned skin, corded muscles flexing as he lifted his hand to slick back his long hair. Shota hated and loved that scar that looked like a skinny tree with roots going down the right side of Hizashi's torso.
"You could be a model, Hiza-chan…" Thinking Chiharu could ever quietly take in an awe-inspiring moment was just stupid.
"Baby, you could really be a model," Hizashi replied with a grin. "Thanks," he added softly after Chiharu disappeared and then reappeared to hand him his glasses that he'd left on the rock with their clothes.
"You need those. You're clearly blind," she replied smartly as she settled back into the shallow water, and Hizashi scoffed. Shota wanted to roll his eyes. Here we go.
"I'm not blind! You're fucking gorgeous, Chiharu!" Hizashi was also at his wits end with this.
"Have you ever looked in a mirror, Chiharu?" Shota chimed in and she sent him a glare before rolling her eyes too.
"People don't like muscles and scars on women… Hell, even other pros don't like it…" She looked down at herself. "Nice tits don't make up for… All this." There wasn't any self-disgust in her tone. It wasn't that, more like she'd just accepted that nonsense about herself. "Still… I got these scars saving lives, so I don't care what anybody else thinks." Shota wanted to sigh. The unexpected things she sometimes says never ceased to surprise… And amaze him.
"Nice tits?!" Hizashi practically screamed, fingers digging into his knees as his voice echoed all around them. "You have the most amazing tits known to humankind! I wanna eat them for breakfast, lunch, and supper!" Chiharu burst out laughing, face already flushed from the sun got a little redder. "And your muscles are so fucking sexy, and your scars are beautiful too!" The man proclaimed like he thought everyone in the world needed to know. "Shota thinks so too!"
Chiharu tensed at that and didn't look over at him before crossing her arms over her chest and glaring straight ahead. "No, he doesn't!"
"Yes, I do," he ascertained shamelessly. It was all true.
"Shut-up, Shota!" She snapped, finally looking at him. Their eyes locked.
Hizashi chuckled at the display. "And… What do you think of Shota, Chiharu?"
"No-none a your business!" She practically hissed like a cornered feral cat.
"Come on… You think he's handsome?" Hizashi pressed, and her glare softened before she nodded and then simply said-
"Untouchable," quietly and she didn't let her eyes drop to Shota's own cut, scarred, and wet torso on display. Ah. That explained a lot.
"What do you mean?" Hizashi asked.
"I'm not good enough," she replied before turning away to loop her arms over her bent knees with a shrug which further confirmed Shota's thoughts. Chiharu had a different mindset. She saw Shota in a different light, and they'd never really breached that divide.
"I've got plenty of scars too…" Shota began. You've seen me at my lowest, woman… "and each one is proof that I'm anything but untouchable." Shota smirked, wanting to close that untouchable distance between them while he had this chance. "Are you saying you're not attracted to me, Chiharu?" Her eyes widened, and he didn't even need to look over to know Hizashi was probably gaping at him too.
"Why-why do you even care?" She managed despite looking like she wanted to be anywhere else in the entire world right then.
Shota wanted to sigh, "Chiharu… This isn't just friendship, and we can't go on pretending that it is."
"I'm not pretending anything!" At her sudden outburst Shota wanted to take back his wording, but stayed calm.
"Are you attracted to me?" He asked again.
"What the hell?! Have you looked in the mirror?!" She threw that back at him. "Everyone in the fucking world is attracted to you, Shota!" She spat that like it was supposed to be an insult, and Hizashi laughed a little nervously as the warm, shallow waves lapped up around them. The tide was going out.
"So, is that a yes?" He pressed on, unbothered by her inability to express herself to him. Her being all flustered was really just making it easier for him to plow through this.
"Ugh! Yes! You're handsome and brave, and so crazy strong and skilled… And... And you're the best pro hero I've ever even known," at her exasperated words Shota's eyes widened. "And you're a great teacher, even if you're mean and cranky all the time and kinda terrifying, you really care about the kids… And you have Hizashi… So, at the very least everyone in the world is jealous of you for that." She looked out at the water with a huff. Hizashi made some kind of shocked sound, but Shota was still just staring at this damn little rat-elf.
Shota… Who'd had a purpose for this entire conversation, lost it for a long minute. What was he supposed to say to that? His chest felt tight. Him? Overwhelmed by just a few words from this ridiculously, frustrating woman. Fuck… How could Hizashi even bear Chiharu's shameless, sincere compliments all the time?! She turned it on him this one time, and he felt like his heart was going to explode. It felt good. Which made him feel stupid and weak for putting so much regard into how someone else felt about him, but it didn't lessen it any. His heart didn't shrink back down like he wanted it to. Not at all.
He'd done this. He'd done this to himself… And fuck, if he didn't just want to grab her and kiss her again. Right then. How did Hizashi even exist like this?! Shota's eyes finally found his partner who was biting his bottom lip and watching Chiharu while clenching his knees in his hands. Those eyes immediately flicked to his, and the desperation he saw in those neon green depths immediately brought Shota back. Hizashi needed him to fix this. Somehow.
So, Shota took a page from Chiharu's favourite book: ignore it. No, not all this love bullshit, as Chiharu would put it. They were going to ignore what Blood Link had done to them. Not the fact that they could teleport, but all the other implications that would be derived from this. What the future was going to hold for them as a team, as UA teachers, as pro heroes, the fucking Commission, all the dark feelings probably rolling around inside their little vampire-elf. That's what they were going to ignore. At least for a little while. First things first.
"This is frustrating for me, and for Hizashi," Shota began, pulling her attention back to him. "We want more than friendship from you, Chiharu… You know that."
"I know…" She sighed and it was full of sad, released denial. "I know. You kissed me." She accused, but the glare was tired and squinty from the sun at best. Shota had to suppress a grin and Hizashi just looked guilty.
"Can we try to meet in the middle?" Shota asked.
"How?" She immediately asked in turn.
Shota drew in a breath, wondering how he got here. As the voice of reason, apparently. Then again, he always took the lead, didn't he? "Nothing is going to change, Chiharu, except for intimacy. Mental, emotional, and physical intimacy. We want to be able to talk things out, express our feelings with you, and express how we feel about you… We both want to be able to touch you and kiss you… At the very least. And for us all to be… Exclusive…" Shota hadn't discussed this with Hizashi, but enough was enough. Things weren't working if it was easier for Chiharu to flee across the world at the first hiccup. "You don't have to, Chiharu…" Except you do… "We've been trying to just be friends, but it's not working… Can we try being a little more than friends?"
"I've never really done this… I don't even know how… And what do you mean by exclusive exactly?" Perhaps no one had ever sounded more reluctant as Chiharu did just then. Hizashi looked like he was, for once, content to stay quiet.
Shota relaxed, letting a calm smile drift over his face as the tension eased out of his shoulders and arms, and watched as Chiharu responded ridiculously fast, relaxing a little in turn just naturally. It calmed Hizashi down too, the death grip he had on his knees easing up. "I mean, I don't want you to date anyone else, or see anyone else, just me and Hizashi…" To Shota, this was already in motion, Chiharu just had yet to catch up. Despite there being three of them, this wasn't in anyway going to be some kind of open relationship with her, at least not yet. He didn't know when, or if he'd ever be okay with her pursuing a relationship with someone other than him or Hizashi. He just wasn't there yet.
All of this was uncharted territory for him too. The whole thing with Chiharu… The new feelings. The attraction, desire, and attention changed that thing inside him that had always been calm, open, and willing to let Hizashi pursue others had kind of just closed up. Slammed shut and disappeared. Chiharu had done that. Made him realize how precious and rare the relationship he already had actually was.
"Right… Um… That's fine," Chiharu reasoned out and tensed, almost flinching when Hizashi's fingers curled around her knee just below the water as another small wave rolled up and around them. "I don't actually want to be with anybody so that's okay, I guess…"
"Chiharu," Hizashi's soft, insistent voice drew her attention. "So… You're going to try? Being with me and Shota, I mean… In a relationship?" Hizashi wasn't the type to let something like this remain unsaid, or subject to interpretation.
Chiharu watched Hizashi for a few seconds, then lifted her hand and said, "okay." Hizashi instantly interlaced their fingers and squeezed. Shota naturally struck like a snake, grabbing and holding her other hand. She squeezed back but flung her head back and stared up mournfully at the cloudless sky as she proclaimed, "this is so fucking weird."
"Chiharuuuuu!" Hizashi's cry nearly blow dried their wet hair before the man tackled her into the wet sand behind them left by the receding tide and had her laughing in an instant. She had no chance of fighting him off since Shota refused to relinquish her other hand. Hizashi kissed her cheeks and Chiharu groaned in exasperation before she planted her hand over his lips to try and stop him. He only kissed her palm instead and Shota smirked, watching before laying back beside them on his side in the warm sand.
"You're making it even more weird, Hiza!" She complained, face burning, but Hizashi didn't care as he settled on her other side, still half on top of her. "What… What are we gonna do?"
"It'll be fine," Shota immediately replied before laying down on his back and looking up at the sky. He pulled their still joined hands up to his chest.
"So… When I joked about you two double teaming me…?" Chiharu began and Hizashi snickered… "You guys took it right to heart, huh?"
Hizashi laughed and jokingly agreed, "yeah baby, this is all because you said that…"
"Should have kept your mouth shut like I told you," Shota added, and they all laughed again, but it faded fast.
It wasn't as easy as just ignoring it for Chiharu and her fingers tightened around his, "I… Want you both to use my quirk. I don't wanna have to hide it."
Shota's head snapped over from sky-gazing, brows furrowed, "Chiharu—
"No, Shota," her head turned to face him. Hizashi was up on one elbow, his free hand holding Chiharu's other hand against her stomach. "There's no hiding this. And if you're worried about keeping it secret all the time it won't be as useful. Figure it out. Master it. Use it, Shota… You can do a lot of good with it… Especially you." He blinked. Fuck. This was such… An incredible gift. Her head turned, "you too, Hiza-chan."
Hizashi's eyes met his before he too shifted to lay on this back. This was a lot. Shota looked away to think, then they were all just looking up at the sky, thinking. Warm waves rolling up their legs with the soft soothing sound of the ocean. On an island in the middle of nowhere, distant calls of animals and birds were the only other sounds. It was insane actually. The Galápagos Islands!? What other crazy places did Chiharu have secret bases at!? No… Back to the matter at hand.
His mind rolled over the worst case scenario. The Commission finds out about this new aspect of Chiharu's quirk and puts the pressure on even harder to try and get her back. Such a fate would only end in even more twisted experimentation for Chiharu, no matter what those assholes claimed, or who was locked up in Tartarus. But that… Wouldn't happen. Not with UA backing her. Not with Shota and Hizashi capable of teleporting right to her.
And Hizashi… Poor Hizashi was tired of it. Shota knew he'd never say, but he was tired of the secrets. Of lying when people asked or covering up when anyone got a hint. Their marriage was a weight on a painfully honest man's shoulders. Shota had dragged Hizashi down, and nearly buried him over the years. Because he refused to change, and made Hizashi conform to his wants and needs. Instead of meeting in the middle. Just like he wanted to do with Chiharu.
"Okay," he finally said, and Chiharu's hand squeezed his tight. "We'll talk to Nezu about Blood Link, and let him explain it to the rest of the staff to try and stave off some of the burning questions that are bound to arise when me and Hizashi start teleporting all over the school," he didn't look over, just continued but Chiharu pulled her hand away from his, sitting up. "We'll say it's something intimate that you can only share with someone you're extremely close to. Basically, this part of Blood Link is only shared between lovers. We won't tell anyone how, they can come up with their own ideas, but like this, most people will be too reserved to ask for more details."
Suddenly two sandy heads were leaning over him. "Sho, what are you saying?" Hizashi asked, sounding worried.
"I thought we were going to keep our relationship a secret!?" Chiharu was nearing panic that quick.
Shota sat up and turned to face them. They were both sitting on their knees and Chiharu was leaning into Hizashi's side. His arm was around her shoulders, and they both looked like he'd just told them the world was ending.
Damn. He'd never been this attracted to anyone before. It was like with the addition of Chiharu, his feelings had shifted into something really very possessive. Of both of them. He'd felt it before. Whenever he got to see them close or comforting each other. This near suffocating urge to lock them both up somewhere safe, so no one could ever hurt, frighten, or even look at them ever again. Only him. Normally, Shota kept this shit in check but with Chiharu having just finally agreed to something more, it reared its ugly head.
"It's the best way. We need UA's support in this…"
Hizashi looked even more distressed, "Sho—
"Hizashi, it's fine," Shota cut him off as he came to his feet, looking down at them. "And it's fine if people find out about us. You can tell anyone you want about us. I don't want you to have to hide it anymore. Things have changed. I'm not going to be anymore open about my personal life with anyone, and I'm not suddenly going to be okay with public shows of affection, but I want you to feel like you can express yourself however you want, whenever you want. If I can be myself, then you can be yourself… I'm sorry I ever made you feel like you couldn't. I'm just… Sorry."
Hizashi was stunned. If Shota had slapped him suddenly, he'd have looked less stunned than this.
If Shota were a lesser man, his husband teleporting right into him would have knocked him over, but Shota caught him easily, repressing a shudder at the feel of all that sun-warmed skin against his.
"Don't I have a say in this?" Chiharu grumbled from behind Hizashi and Shota got a couple kisses on the cheek before Hizashi pulled away from him.
Shota wanted to cross his arms over his chest like she was, standing there in her damp bra and panties and looking like an upset goddess of the sea that just stepped out of her domain.
"Go on then, have your say," Shota looped an arm around Hizashi's back as the man practically draped himself across his shoulders and nuzzled his face into Shota's cheek. Just like that, Chiharu lost all her upset and clamped a hand over her mouth, hearts in her eyes. "Well?"
"I can't when you two act all fuckin' cute in just your underwear!" She accused, pointing at them. "I-I'm gonna have wet dreams about this later!" Hizashi laughed and Shota rolled his eyes, and was actually tempted to try giving the little perve a nosebleed, but unfortunately, they had more important things to see to. "Why do we have to tell UA anything? I don't need anybody's support. Not UA's or the Commission or anyone. I'm only at UA cause I wanna be. I can go anywhere I want. I don't need anybody."
Shota teleported to right in front of her, shivering at that little rush. She didn't even startle, just met his eyes with a frown. Chiharu tensed when he set his hands on her shoulders and then, "of course not. But I want to support you and Hizashi does too, the same way you support us… So much. So, we can keep spending time together. You trust me, don't you?" She nodded, searching his face. "And I trust UA." She sighed, dropping her gaze. He got it. She had endless reasons not to trust UA, or anybody. The trust of this woman was truly a precious thing. A teleporter who could share her ability… A dangerous thing too.
Hizashi appeared behind her and immediately squished Chiharu between them. Having Chiharu's bra clad breasts all smooshed up on his bare chest was admittedly nice, and he allowed himself a glance down cause he could. He could look all he wanted now, technically. Hopefully touch and taste soon too. He was turning into a perve too, apparently… At least where Hizashi and Chiharu were concerned.
She disappeared after like 2.5 seconds and Hizashi thumped against his chest with a little laugh. "Awe, come on, Haru-chan!" His partner whined, "one little group hug?"
"We don't have time for group hugs!" She growled. "We're starting class 1, day 1, 'teleporting for babies.'"
"Hai, Link-sensei!" Hizashi immediately called before laughing and Shota grinned. He wasn't even bothered by her nonsense. This! This was going to be fun.