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Hawks cleared his throat as he fluffed out his wings, the movement was eye catching enough that everyone in the room turned, conversations stuttering to a halt.
“I’ve just got word that two people won’t be able to make the meeting, I’ll catch up with them once they finish their other urgent duties.” The blond smiled brightly and gestured for everyone to sit down “Lets get into it.”
Izuku sat between Kacchan and Hitoshi, pulling his chair in close to the table. This was their first big mission since graduating. Taking a calming breath, he wiped his sweaty hands down his palms. He also promptly ignored Kacchan harshly whispering at him to “calm the fuck down” and Hitoshi’s muttered rebuke, that swearing at someone, does in fact do little to calm said person down.
In all honesty, having two of his closest friends with him on the mission, was the biggest calming influence he could ask for. Aside from the fact they were both massively talented, he trusted them with his life and his secrets.
While Hitoshi and Katsuki went to UA, Izuku studied and trained at both Ketsubutsu and Shiketsu in a special joint program run by the hero commission. The HPSC had learnt from the training of Hawks and approached All Might with an offer that gave Izuku a normal school experience, while training with a wide variety of Pro-Heroes.
Shortly after entering his third year, Izuku was invited to attend UA for a week, while the usual class A teacher was on an away mission. The HPSC member who ran his program, keenly volunteered to act as substitute teacher for the week, under the agreement that Izuku received 1-on-1 tutoring for two hours a day with Nezu.
Of course, Izuku had LOVED it. He even got to stay in the dorms with the other students in one of the spare rooms! He made a bunch of new friends and to his absolute astonishment, rekindled his friendship with Kacchan.
While there, he became close with another blond, Denki Kaminari. He’d found the teen on his first night, sulking in the kitchen with a tub of ice cream at 1am. After sitting down and debating the merits of adding nuts to all and every kind of dessert, he found out that Denki was missing his soulmate Hitoshi (who was on the mission with their teacher).
Izuku been stunned. Soulmates were rare. With the rise of quirks, soulmate numbers had dwindled to the point that in his 19 years of life, Denki was only the second person he’d met who had found their other half. Even with all his travelling and work experiences.
As Denki tried not to weep into his triple chocolate fudge ice cream, he told the story of how the two met at UA, when Hitoshi confronted his class shortly after the sports festival was announced to be happening.
(Flashback)
“Well-“ Denki grinned, staring off towards the dark common room as he prodded his half melted snack “-you know when soulmates get within a specific distance of each other, they’re drawn together?”
“Oh yeah!” Izuku grinned wildly “I’d always wondered if that was an urban myth until I met one of the WaterHose duo last year!”
Denki nodded, laughing in reminiscence “Some people say its because your souls become magnetised and are pulled together to help snap some mystical bond into place… we ended up like bowling balls, scattering the pins of students. And there were so many-“ the blond cackled “He and a bunch of guys from Gen Ed had been blocking the door, Bakugo and some of our class were squaring up to him and we just wiped them all out!”
“And once you were together, you really couldn’t get apart?!”
“Nope” the teen popped his P and reached forward to scoop more chopped hazelnuts into his dessert “Almost half of our body HAD to be touching, so we were fully pressed -front to front- it was crazy. I panicked, said I needed to pee and tried to run haha, I mean, there was this gorgeous boy, literally stuck to me, I had no idea what was happening, I thought it was a quirk, I didn’t even connect to the concept of soulmates because its so rare!”
“Thanks for coming everyone” Izuku snapped out of his memories, his eyes drifting down when a glint of light reflected off Hitoshi’s wedding ring. He subtly shook his head and looked up at Hawks, who continued “I’d like to first up like to congratulate hero’s Deku and Hypnos for the break in this case. It wasn’t just their quirks but their ingenuity blah blah blah, lots of praise-gah!” The winged hero jerked to the side after an elbow to the ribs from Best Jeanist.
The other hero took over the briefing with a much more formal approach and by the end of the hour, the three were changing into the stealth versions of their costumes, ready to head out as one of three groups monitoring and entering the compound.
“Eraserhead is on his way there to meet you” Jeanist pocketed his phone “He will approach your roof top position from the south.”
The ground made the tiniest crunch as Izuku landed on the rooftop. Hitoshi and Katsuki followed immediately after. It was a small but tall building, with a little wall around the edge of the roof, an air conditioning vent and an electrical box. As described in the briefing, it was the perfect location. To his left, the docks, perfectly visible, to the right, the multi-lane freeway and dead ahead, the large fenced in compound.
Finally they had the chance to take out this foul human trafficking ring. He clenched his fist, nodding at his two team mates. “Team Alpha in position.”
“I still can’t believe we have the lamest ass name in this whole operation.” Hitoshi mumbled grumpily as he unzipped the bag to access their equipment. “Could have had team ghost, team viper, team-“
“See-All Might” Izuku added as he grabbed the binoculars.
“No, also lame, but I suppose its 10% better than team alpha”
“Fuck you both” Katsuki hissed, snatching the binoculars and crawling across the roof to remain concealed “Alpha means top dog, the best, number one… not that you two clowns would know anything about that.”
“Denki told me all about alphas… and betas and omegas” Izuku chuckled, scooting over to look at the freeway.
They needed to watch for a specific boat coming into dock and a specific vehicle being spotted coming across the freeway as the signal to the start of the mission. The group would then fire zip-lines to the roof of the faux silo in the compound.
“I love my husband with all my heart-“ Hitoshi silently pieced together the hook-shots as he spoke “- but sometimes I feel like your intelligence decreases a little every time you have a night in together.”
“Quit flaunting your loving relationship with us pathetic single folk- OW- Kacchan!“ He turned and hissed, rubbing the sore spot on the back of his head where the pebble had hit.
“Team Alpha, status update” Hawk’s voice crackled through their headsets.
“Bay Sands is waiting for tourists” The blond responded with the code, glancing over to Izuku who shook his head. “Spaghetti junction is quiet outside of rush-hour and-“ Hitoshi patted the pile of readied equipment by his feet “and-“ he sighed “-Toy Story 2 is the best.”
The purple haired teen snickered, then paused to look back behind him and whisper “Raser is here.”
Izuku turned, excitement buzzing in his guts. He’d never gotten to meet the Pro-Hero before. Something always seemed to get in the way, sure he’d seen pictures, he’d even spotted him from across the arena for the licensing exam but the man was just a dark blob from several hundreds of meters away. Izuku always pretended it was nothing more than just mild idolisation though, sure the amazing fighting style, how he fought quirkless often, how he’d manage to tame Class A were amongst the things he would publicly praise… but damn he was hot. So hot. Izuku had literally had a crush on the tall, raven haired man for years.
And now they got to work together! He just hoped that he didn’t make a damn fool out of himself… or at least if he did, hopefully it would be in a cute way.
He watched in fascination as the man leapt up onto the roof, landing gracefully in a crouch, his scarf curling back around his shoulders in-
“GAhk!” Suddenly he felt himself skidding forward, gravel beneath his ass scattering as he was dragged by an unseen force across the ground. He looked up to the hero he was rapidly closing in on and found the older man experiencing the same issue.
“No way” he heard Hitoshi gasp behind him, just as he collided with Eraserhead with a grunt.
“Deku!” Kacchan harshly whispered from the other side of the roof “Are you fucking kidding me right now!?”
He ignored the pair in favour of using every bit of his strength to pull apart from-
“Aghh no, stop that-“ the other man twisted under him, they were tangled in the most unconventional way
“-Ack sorry!”
“Just turn, slide and turn.”
After some manoeuvring, a bit of sweating and lots of embarrassed panicking, he found himself chest to chest, thighs straddling hips, on top of the fully laid out Eraserhead.
“Hah… uh… Hero Deku… Izuku Midoriya, pleasure to meet you.”
Given the height difference between the two, he couldn’t even make eye contact with the man because he was tucked neatly under his chin. He heard a deep chuckle, rumble in the chest against his ear.
“Eraserhead, Shouta Aizawa… umm if you line your legs up along mine and slide your forearms up the underside of my shoulders you should have enough contact and leverage to lift your head so we can talk face to face.”
Izuku shifted, slipping his limbs into place, feeling guilty as the position put 100% of his weight on the man for a moment. With a rustle of the gravel, he shoved his arms under and finally, he was able to tilt his head up with minimal strain.
Oh.
Thats right, Shouta Aizawa was hot. And currently, barely an inch away from his face. And he is his soulmate. Oh shit and he’s got amazing dark eyes, a scruffy stubble that lines his sharp jaw in a really delicious way and the way his hair is being tousled by the breeze is kind of magical. And his cock feels huge against Izuku’s upper thigh.
The two instantly began passionately kissing, moaning quietly into each others lips.
“Get off the fucking roof you horny pieces of shit!”
He could barely hear Kacchan’s pissy whispering over the thundering beat of his heart and throbbing pleasure in his groin as he ground down on Shouta.
“WE. HAVE. A. MISSION”
He paused the kiss to turn towards the blond “Exactly. We need to achieve a level of intimacy so we can separate and carry on!”
Katsuki’s face contorted in horror “Get off the roof, go fuck in a bed like normal people!”
“SHHH!!”
“Exactly how do you expect us to get off the roof, while attached, without being noticed or compromised Bakugo” Aizawa had a dark tone in his voice that definitely didn’t turn Izuku on even more. His dick twitched against his soulmate’s stomach.
“I think this is the most logical solution” Izuku added before looking back down and practically seeing love hearts in Shouta’s eyes.
They resumed kissing immediately, hands flying to open clothing while still pressed firmly together.
From what Izuku could hear over the rustling of costumes, the whimpering slipping free from his lips and Shouta’s breathy grunts, Hitoshi sounded pained “This can’t be happening, Dynamight, please can you explode my face… and my ears.”
“You’re not fucking bailing on me troll doll, if I have to be scarred for life, you’re gonna be there with me - take up the slut’s position and look out for that van”
“Ugh I don’t want to get closer t-“
“Can it eyebags! You two need to be fucking quieter-“
Izuku ignored them and spoke to Shouta, fighting to keep with a whine out of his voice “There’s lube in my left belt pocket”
“I hate you Deku, I take that apology back, you’re dead to me.”
Thirty seven minutes later, the four shot off on their respective zip lines towards the Silo. Izuku was buzzing. Finally time to take down this trafficking ring. Everything was going perfectly. The cum trickling out of his ass was slightly distracting but getting to work side by side with his soulmate AND his best friends on his first big mission was thrilling.
“This is amazing” he said with an excited pant as they detached and began to swarm the compound.
“Yeah it is” Shouta replied warmly, drowning out the sound of the other two spitting insults at them.