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Meme Carryovers

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[The soft touch is nice, and Shouto's smiling, too, despite the sticky discomfort of the fluids drying on his chest and stomach. It's definitely not a smile that's going anywhere anytime soon, either, especially as he hears Izuku start to do that thing.

The chatter isn't less soothing, exactly, but there is a warm rush he gets when he catches some of those words. He wants Shouto to take him, to leave his mark, and then...

Holding out the washcloth to Izuku, he tilts his head slightly to one side, smile still lingering on his face.]

You're right. There are so many options, I'm not sure how to choose which one we should do first. I'd like to taste you, though.

[Izuku takes the washcloth with a quiet thank you, cleaning up his hand first and foremost. Then he steps forward to start washing Shouto, sticking his tongue out a little in concentration as he starts making gentle and small circular motions over the sticky spots on his stomach, gradually working his way up his chest.

He makes a soft sputtering noise and his cheeks color in slight embarrassment at being overhead - he must have been mumbling again - but he doesn't make too much of a fuss about it besides that noise, because he knows Shouto doesn't mind his mumbling and he's only talking about things along the lines of things they've already done, right? So there's no reason for him to feel embarrassment about it.

... Shouto's next suggestion still makes him flustered though.] I... I'd really like that. I want to do the same to you. [He thinks about it, wondering what it will feel like to have Shouto come in his mouth, for him to come in Shouto's mouth... Would Shouto swallow it? Should he swallow it? Would it be rude to spit it out? He doesn't think so, but maybe Shouto thinks differently? He's gotten curious before and tasted his own cum, finding it wasn't horrible but wasn't the most pleasant thing either. Maybe Shouto will taste better...? He won't mind it if Shouto doesn't want to swallow if they...

And then a thought suddenly occurs to Izuku that has him freezing in place, eyes widening as something hits him hard. Cum is DNA, isn't it? And if Shouto ingests it... If he's coming in his mouth willingly, then... What if he...? But if he just explains then...

Izuku just about starts hyperventilating as it hits him - he's now dating Shouto and he's holding a huge secret from him. He's been holding a huge secret from him for months. What if... What if when he finds out, he gets so mad that he... that he...

Izuku drops the washcloth and presses his hand to his chest, taking in deep breaths as he tries to keep himself together, even as he feels his eyes starting to tear up. No no no, don't lose it in front of Shouto, you can't lose it in front of Shouto; he can't know, it's a secret! he tells himself firmly. But it feels so wrong not to be able to be 100 percent honest with his boyfriend.]

[His concentration face is so cute, Shouto thinks, watching with a tiny warm smile on his face as Izuku begins to wipe his chest off, that tiny tip of pink tongue sticking out. It's so endearing he thinks his heart might actually crack his ribs, and as Izuku sputters and blushes, Shouto reaches up again, unable to keep his hands from the other teen for even a few moments. His fingers card again through those delightful curls, brushing along the hollow behind his ear, the side of his neck, stroking over a shoulder.

He's never gone down on anyone before, guy or girl, but with Izuku, he wants to do it all. Maybe it won't taste great; he hasn't even gotten as far as swallowing or not, or even if he wants Izuku to finish in his mouth, but he knows he wants to taste him. If he's interested. He'd said he was--

--And then like a switch is being flipped, Izuku freezes, dropping the tag and looking as though he's just been slapped. Shouto freezes too, his hand immediately stilling on Izuku's bicep, resisting the urge to either grab tighter or pull away. He's done something wrong. He's done something wrong, or said something wrong, and now his heart is pounding for a different reason entirely.

Please don't say you've changed your mind. Please don't say you don't want to be with me after all. Please...]

Izuku...? What is it, what's wrong? If you don't want to do that, or if I shouldn't, it's okay, we don't have to. We don't have to do anything you don't want to, I'm happy just being around you--

[It's his turn to have too many words now, but he can't help it. He doesn't want to lose this new, fragile, beautiful thing he's just found.]

No! [Izuku all but shouts it, reaching out to grab onto Shouto's arms frantically, eyes still wide with panic.]

No, no, no, it's not you, I promise, I want to do all that, I want to do everything, it's just... [Oh god, he's going to start blubbering now - wait, too late, he already has. Those are definitely tracks of tears starting to slip down his face, Shouto not the only one at being terrified at losing this new, fragile, beautiful thing.]

I just... I want to be honest with you about everything, Shouto, and there's... There's a secret I've been having to keep for a long time, but it's not my secret to tell, and if it got out to other people, it could put them in danger, it's... It's that big... but I know I'd be able to trust you with it, and I know you're strong enough to protect yourself if you ever got put in danger because you knew it, so... [And here Izuku lowers his gaze to stare at the floor because he can't look Shouto in the face right now, not sure he could take seeing rejection in it, even though his desperate grip doesn't loosen on the other's arms.] So if you're not... too mad at me for keeping a big secret from you... and you want to know the truth because I really really do want to tell you, knowing there's a risk involved in just knowing... then if you just... wait here, all it will take is a single phone call to get permission to tell you...

[Taking in a long, shuddering breath and releasing it, Izuku squeezes his eyes shut and takes the risk of leaning his head forward to rest it against Shouto's shoulder, pleading softly.] Please. Please don't go anywhere and don't make me leave. It's okay if you're mad at me, I completely understand if you are, but... please, Shouto. Don't make me go.

Edited 2020-02-24 05:26 (UTC)

[He shouldn't be relieved when Izuku grabs him like that, especially since he's crying, but Shouto can't help it. If he's grabbing him, he doesn't want to go, and if he doesn't want to go, then maybe this thing won't be ruined after all.

It's hard to focus on what Izuku's actually saying aside from that realization, though, and so it takes Shouto a long second to process, let alone reply. A big secret, he says. One that could get other people hurt. One that isn't his to tell.

All Might, he thinks. Maybe Izuku lied to him back in the tunnel at the sportsfes, maybe he is actually All Might's kid. Or maybe it's something else.

Either way, he knows what his answer is going to be. He knows, and he's always known, and even though it starts with him gently shaking off Izuku's grip, less than a second later his arms are around the smaller boy's shoulders, holding him tightly in a fierce grip that would almost be suffocating, if it weren't for the faint trembling Izuku can probably feel in his arms, the pounding of his heart in his chest.]

Never. I'd never make you go. I don't want you to go. I'm not mad. I couldn't be mad at you, not unless you hurt yourself for a really stupid reason again. Okay? I love you, Izuku. I'm not mad.

[He repeats those words another few times, breathing in the scent of Izuku and not caring at all about any residual stickiness on the other's chest. It's not important, not nearly as important as this reassurance. After a long moment, when he's sure he can talk again, he continues, his grip on Izuku easing slightly.]

You don't have to tell me, and I'm not mad. I know if you're keeping a secret, it's because it's really important, and you want to keep people safe. You should know you can tell me, but don't do it just because you think I'll hate you if you don't. Because I won't. I wouldn't ever. Okay?

Edited (Autocorrect typo) 2020-02-24 05:44 (UTC)

[Ah, this is a prime of example of knowing someone loves you. Having drying cum on you and someone holding you close anyways because they want to comfort you. Izuku tries really really hard not to start full out crying in relief, but he can't hold back some sobs and hiccups, and Shouto isn't the only one trembling slightly.

His gut feeling told him that Shouto would understand, that he'd be accepting, but there was that little tiny wiggle of doubt that wouldn't let him completely relax before.]

Thank you. Thank you so much for understanding, Shouto; I love you too, so much, and I was afraid you might... if you found out I hadn't been honest with you... [His words trail off as he finally starts to calm down again.]

But I want to tell you, not because I think you'll hate me if I don't, I promise. I want to be honest with you about everything. [Also having someone he can talk to about the stress that having One For All brings... Bakugou... kind of tries in his own way??? And All Might is like a father figure to him he knows he can go talk to about anything, but there's just... something about having someone his own age to talk to that... feels good thinking about.

And now that he's thinking about it more now that he's no longer panicking so much, this is really something he should ask All Might in person, he feels. Maybe he can bring Shouto along and All Might can fill in any questions Shouto might have. He's reasonably sure that All Might would feel the same way that he does, that the pros of Shouto knowing the truth will outweigh the cons. Shouto is strong, he can protect himself, and Izuku knows he can keep it a secret too.

Also, Izuku is still wired on the emotions and feelings from earlier and he really really doesn't want to leave Shouto's arms or move more than two spaces away from him.]

I... I'll tell you, once I get permission. [He says it with resolution, looking up at Shouto and giving what he hopes is an encouraging smile.] I'm sure it'll be okay to tell you but... I still want to ask first. And it would be better not to ask over the phone but in person.

[He lifts a hand up to thumb the tears away from his eyes, letting out a slightly shaky laugh.] I'm such a mess right now, aren't I... We don't have to continue anything tonight if you don't want to now... I'll understand.

[All Might's gonna have to deal with it one way or the other, eventually. Anyone with a pair of half-decent eyes could see that Shouto's been at least half in love with Izuku since the sports festival, and completely in love since...honestly not that long after that.

That smile Izuku offers him is watery, but it's definitely a reassurance. And Shouto himself is equally reluctant to let Izuku go anywhere. Lifting one hand, Shouto gently wipes away the remainder of the tears from Izuku's cheeks, pressing his lips softly to the other boy's forehead.]

I don't care if you're a mess. You're my mess.

[And he's not about to let him go. Stooping briefly, Shouto picks up the discarded washcloth, running it under warm water again. His turn to wipe Izuku down, hands steady and efficient.]

I mean... I'd be lying if I said I didn't want to. But I think maybe... let's get cleaned up, first. And then we can just...lay down together, and just take a second. You've been really upset.

[And he just wants to hold Izuku, really. He wants to make him feel like everything is gonna be okay.]

[Ah, there's the return of feeling like he could melt in happiness. You're my mess. It makes his heart feel so full like it might just burst. And Shouto saying he doesn't really want to stop, even after Izuku confessed that, if you looked at it from a certain way, he'd been lying to him for who knew how long? Doesn't make that happy feeling any less.

He nods in agreement at getting cleaned up and lying down though. Aaaah, cuddling with Shouto. Even if they don't do anything more than that, it sounds perfect.

But Izuku would be lying if he denied he got a tingle under his skin as Shouto gently cleaned him, shivering a little not from the cold, but from the way it felt having the cloth brushing against his body with the knowledge it was Shouto's hands controlling it, like it was an extension of his boyfriend.]

Thank you, Shouto... I feel much better already but lying down would be really nice. [Because he really does want to at the very least cuddle.]

[It is a strangely intimate action, isn't it? In some ways, even more intimate than the things they'd been doing just a little while ago. Shouto's not about to rush through it, either, taking his time with the warm, damp cloth to thoroughly clean Izuku's body. Not just his chest, but his hands, his stomach, and also...well, he's just very thorough. Surely Izuku won't mind.

Once they're both all cleaned up, Shouto wraps his arms around Izuku's shoulders, leaning in and pressing his lips against his neck, breathing in the scent of him deeply.]

Mhm. We've got all night. We don't need to rush. Or--do you need to go? Or tell someone where you are? I don't want your mom to worry...

[Listen, it's a concern. He knows how much Izuku loves his mom, how close they are. He might envy that bond just a little, but he doesn't begrudge him that in the slightest.]

[By the time Shouto is done, Izuku is just watching him with this derpy and fond expression, eyes alight and practically sparkling with utter contentment, like if he was lying down he would probably be able to easily fall asleep due to feeling so relaxed and pleasant. He doesn't try to suppress another shiver that runs through him whenever Shouto brings the cloth nearer to certain areas either.

Izuku gives a very happy sigh of pleasure when Shouto hugs him close, and he slips his arms around Shouto's torso to hold on securely too, nuzzling his cheek against his warm skin for a moment.] I feel like I owe you a full body massage after that... That was wonderful, Shouto.

[Getting an idea, Izuku perks up and lifts his head up to look at his boyfriend with a bright grin.] I know! I'll make it up to you when we take a bath later. [He still hopes that's on the plan somewhere tonight.

When Shouto asks if he needs to go, Izuku shakes his head so fast he almost gets whiplash.] No! I don't need to go. Unless you want me to go? But I'd really really like to stay the night... We might not get very many chances to be this alone for a while... I definitely don't want to waste the opportunity. I should definitely text my mom though and let her know I'm staying here... if it's okay with you, of course! Th-that I stay the night, I mean. [He probably would have called in other circumstances but it would feel really weird talking to his mom when he's standing completely naked next to someone else who is also completely naked. Even just the thought of texting her like that has him blushing a bit.]

I'd also like to tell her about us... but I'd rather do that in person too. You could come to dinner some time and we could tell her then? If you're okay with her knowing? I'm positive she'd be nothing but supportive. [As much as he wants her to know, he'll also respect Shouto's choice if he prefers to keep it private between them for a longer amount of time, and there's some slight concern in his eyes hoping Shouto doesn't feel like he's pressuring him into it.] She really likes you already, I swear, given how much I talk about you. [He's... pretty sure his mom has already guessed he at least has a crush on Shouto based on what Izuku has said about the other young man alone.]

Mm, wouldn't say no to that. Either part.

[A massage sounds nice. He holds so much tension in his shoulders, in his lower back, and Izuku is strong enough that he's sure the other teen could get all the knots and kinks worked out. Then again, the thought of having Izuku's hands on him in the bath, water hot and bare skin sliding against bare skin, that's also a very nice thought. Maybe both. Both is good, right?

He's relieved when Izuku gives him such a violent answer to his question, despite the fact that that rapidly shaking head almost clocks him in the jaw. He's smiling a small, almost shy smile as he pulls back, a hand sliding over the smaller hero's neck and cupping his jaw.]

I don't want you to go. I want you to stay the night. More than one, but that's probably greedy of me.

[But who could blame him? Especially now. Especially when Izuku says that next thing, and it's impossible to keep the surprise off his face, or the faint tremor of uncertainty. He wants to tell his mom, about them. It's still so new, and what if he changes his mind? What if Izuku decides he wants to be with someone else, with Uraraka, or...or Bakugou, or that girl in Inasa's class?

He has to say something. He should say something, before Izuku jumps to a conclusion he shouldn't, or has another freakout.]

Are you sure? I mean--I'm not ashamed. My dad's gonna hate it but I don't give a damn about his opinion. Fuyumi and Natsuo like you, and I know Mom would--will--like you, just...I just want you to be sure. I'm not always...good at this.

[He is very frequently shitty at expressing himself and sharing his emotions and letting other people in and a whole host of other things. He doesn't feel any sort of hesitation, has wanted this for years, but he doesn't want Izuku to regret this.]

[It's a good thing he doesn't actually clock him in the jaw because he'd be apologizing profusely and flailing even more if he did; alas, he can't help that he gets a little flaily when he gets flustered.

Izuku would also be more than happy to combine both a massage and a hot bath together, and if he can use his hands to help release some tension in Shouto's shoulders and back - or anywhere else, really - then he'll be thrilled he can help Shouto relax.

He's about to say as much, but his words die off when Shouto cups his face like that, and oh look, there's that feeling like he's melting into a happy puddle again. He smiles brightly in return and lifts a hand up to cup Shouto's against his face, closing his eyes and rubbing his cheek into the gentle touch while soaking in the warm feelings of affection it causes.] I'd really like that... I'll stay for as long as you want me to.

[He opens his eyes to look at Shouto with firm devotion, his gaze carrying the double implication that while he does mean simply staying the night here, he also means staying with Shouto for as long as he wants him to stay, and even after. Even if, god forbid, this doesn't work out between them in the longer run - although Izuku will fight with everything that he has to ensure that it will - he's never going to stop at the very least being Shouto's friend.

Which carries him into his next answer to Shouto's words, nodding firmly with a reassuring grin. He feels concern for that surprised look and the little tremor he feels, but instead of questioning if he's okay, Izuku focuses on putting Shouto's mind a little more at rest. Uraraka? Sure, he might have had a crush on her once upon a time, but he'd never felt as intensely about her as he did about Shouto. Bakugou? There was way too much complicated history between them even if the idea of him dating Bakugou didn't make him want to laugh incredulously. And Camie? He hardly even knew her.] I'm sure, Shouto. Do you have any idea how long it's been since I first wanted to ask you on a date? I'm not going to change my mind, not after how long I've been wanting you. If it makes you feel uncomfortable, we don't have to tell my mom. But if you're just worried about what she might think, I promise you don't have anything to be concerned about.

[Izuku lowers his gaze, fidgeting a little in a twinge of nervousness.] Honestly, I'm a little worried about meeting your mom too... and I'd really like it if Endeavor thought I was worthy enough to stand beside you since he's the number one hero... but even if he doesn't... [And Izuku looks back up at him with an almost cheeky grin.] then that's okay because one day, I'm going to be the greatest hero and he'll have to acknowledge me then, right? I'll make him see I'm worthy.

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