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While we've done our best to make the core functionality of this site accessible without JavaScript, it will work better with it enabled. Please consider turning it on! Izuku has a hybrid in his household, as do most people he knows. His hybrid loves videogames, so as usual Izuku let's his play during the night while he sleeps.
Usually the hybrid runs away his frustrations, but tonight a simple run just won't enough. The relationship between the father and son, Enji and Natsuo, have always been strained to say the least. Everyone with eyes could clearly see that. But who could have thought that the two would grew closer and bond over something, or rather, someone. Oh no! Katsuki isn't feeling so good about the upcoming exams! Will Izuku be able to help him feel better?
A deep voice resonated through the warehouse, ending the bickering. Mina dragged Izuku in front of the couple while he gaped at them. They were ruthless and ruled the underground with an iron fist. They were simply gorgeous, and Izuku could see how deadly they were. His instincts went haywire, and the desire to flee and to stay and let these two men abuse him battled inside him.
Bakugou smirked at Izuku, his eyes roving over him as he licked his lips. Kirishima now stood behind him. His eyes had a hungry glint. His sharp teeth gleamed, and Izuku swallowed as he imagined how they would bite into his skin while Bakugou bounced on his coβ.
I never drank that shit anyways. Izuku shoves a few Yen into the machine and it eats his money happily as he hums. In all his jittery joy he seems to forget where he is and who he's talking too. He doesn't even look up as he continues the conversation, pressing in the number of the slot the drink sat waiting into the keypad. Didn't we always used to sit on these steps right next to the vending machine and drink something from it after-". Katsuki stares down at the boy crouching to the side of him, taken back to memories of those green curls brushing against the V of his lower stomach.