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[numbertwohero]

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[numbertwohero]

[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.]

[nomatterthecost]

[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.]

[numbertwohero]

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.]

[nomatterthecost]

[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.