It had been a few days since the incident, meaning that it was currently Friday. Shoto and Katsuki were going close to crazy, seeing as Izuku hadn't been out of his dorm since Monday and the pair weren't allowed to go see him.

He was on a sort of mental health break. Only his 'family' and Aizawa were supposed to go into his room and he really wasn't supposed to leave, at least not without someone with him.

The two boys had no clue if he just didn't want to leave or if the League was keeping him in place. No one would tell them anything, so they were completely in the dark.

They were both getting so desperate to just know if he was okay or not, that Katsuki suggested sneaking into his room from the balcony. Unfortunately as Shoto pointed out, he's never alone so they'd be caught immediately. Other than that, the taller boy wasn't so opposed.

"He has to be alone at some point." Katsuki complained. They were currently sitting in Katsuki's dorm, pretending like they were just keeping up with the English practice, but in reality they were trying to figure out how to see Izuku.

"He tried to jump off the roof of the gym, he's never alone." Shoto said, shuffling through some papers on the bed. He was trying to do actual English homework while they talked, but it wasn't easy to concentrate.

With a groan, Katsuki threw himself back on his bed. His head was laying next to Shoto, so when he looked straight up, he could easily see the duel haired boy. "Can't we just get an extra to distract them or something?" He suggested.

Shoto dragged his eyes away from the homework and over to the boy laying beside him. "Hypothetically yes, but I doubt they'd ever leave him alone, no matter what we try." He said, not entirely shooting the idea down, but not wanting the blond to get his hopes up.

"Let's just get the pervert to grab psycho's ass again. Worked last time." Katsuki pointed out, resting a hand behind his head as he watched Shoto trying to focus on the homework in front of him.

Keeping his eyes trained on the papers, Shoto mumbled a response. He wasn't paying that much attention anymore. "Last time it was Izuku and he was actually there when it happened. If Mineta touches Toga again, she'd probably kill her himself and have no need to run and get her big brothers."

Shoto had to admit, saying that his big brother was someone else's, was still weird to him. It hurt a little bit too. What was so great about the villains that made Touya want to be their sibling but not his own? What had he done to mess up that relationship?

From the look Shoto made while saying 'big brothers', Katsuki had a pretty good idea what was going through his head. Shoto wasn't easy to read in the slightest, and Katsuki had never been as good at people reading as Izuku, but over the past few weeks he had picked up on a few things.

Like the flight furrow of his eyes brows and scrunch of his nose, meaning he was confused by something. Or how he'd purposefully school his features, more so than usual, when he was bickering with Katsuki. Or his faint smile that Katsuki only ever saw around Izuku, or when he was lucky enough to make a joke that the duel haired boy actually found funny. It didn't happen often, but when it did, Katsuki can't help the warm feeling in his chest that made him want to make Shoto smile over and over.

It was fucking weird.

"Have you... talked to him at all?" Katsuki asked, hinting at Dabi.

Shoto still wasn't paying him too much attention, lost in his own thoughts. "Hm?" He hummed softly.

"Have you talked to your brother at all?" He clarified, expecting the sight of Shoto in return.

He cautiously cleared his throat, not so sure he liked where their conversation was heading. "No." He said lowly. The only time he even got close to his brother is when he would hang out with Izuku. Even then, they didn't strike up conversations casually.

Katsuki turned his attention to the ceiling, finding it easier to look at then the other person in the room. "Why not?" He pressed. He could clearly see that the whole 'brother' thing was getting to Shoto.

"What would I even say? Remember me? Yeah, the actual brother you abandoned when I was five. The one that went through all the abuse you ran from. The one you promised you were gonna protect from all of that. Then you up and left one day without so much as a goodbye, only to end up finding a better family that was worth it apparently. I'm sure that'd go great, Katsuki." Shoto said, letting out a breath. He wasn't about to start crying in front of the blond. No way in hell.

That seemed to shut Katsuki up, at least for a few seconds. He had to try and think of what to say next. "Maybe... that wouldn't be the worst thing to say?" He started cautiously.

"Look, I know you might not get how normal family dynamics work, but that's-"

Katsuki quickly cut off Shoto's retort. "Just listen to me, okay?" He said, sitting up and leaning back on his hands. "You've obviously been building up a lot of hurt and anger over him for the past few years. You need to get that out of your system before you two can even think about reconnecting, or else it'll always be there, threatening to destroy whatever you guys manage to salvage."

"What if he doesn't even want anything to do with me? He hasn't exactly been warm and friendly these past three weeks." Shoto pointed out, wrapping his arms around himself. Talking about his feelings like this, it made him feel self conscious and vulnerable. Not to mention it was with Katsuki of all people.

"Then you get to call him out for being a total asshat and walk away with no guilt." Katsuki said with a shrug and a sly smile.

Despite himself, Shoto found that he was lightly smiling at the advice. "When the hell did you get good with feelings?" He asked the blond in a teasing manner.

"Hey, I'm great with feelings... just... not my own." He answered truthfully.

Shoto nodded his head in understanding and the two fell into a small span of silence.

"You know, we still don't know how we're gonna see Izuku." Shoto brought up.

Katsuki groaned, laying back down. "This is stupid. Why can't we just go and see him?" He complained.

Shoto shrugged, looking down at the blond again. "I mean, we could. I don't know how far we'd get, but we can try."

Katsuki sat straight up. "Why didn't you say this before? Why waste time sitting her and coming up with stupid fucking plans?" He asked.

"I figured we should wait until most of them go get dinner. Then we just have to deal with Toga." Shoto explained.

Katsuki shook his head in disbelief at the boy. "Whatever, let's just go half and half."

All week Katsuki had been calling him that. He had steered clear of 'Icyhot', and he wasn't sure why. He knew it was because of how much Shoto seemed to hate it, but why did he care? Why would he ever care enough to stop calling him a nickname?

Of course Shoto had noticed, but for the sake of Katsuki's pride, he stayed quite and didn't comment on it.

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Shoto lightly knocked on Izuku's door. He honestly wasn't even sure if anyone would answer.

Katsuki was leaning against the wall next to his dorm, waiting as patiently as the possibly could, which wasn't much. He had his arms crossed, tapping his index finger against his bicep as they waited for the door to open.

A few seconds later, Toga was glaring both of them down. She had opened the door, but only wide enough to stick her head out. "What the hell are you two doing here?" She asked in a whisper.

"We just want to see him." Shoto answered. While the two boy were in the elevator, they had agreeably come to the conclusion that Shoto should probably handle the interaction with Toga. She didn't seem very fond of either of them, but at least she didn't hold a seething hatred for Shoto.

"No." She said simply, going to close the door.

Before she could shut it, Katsuki placed a hand out and kept it from fully closing. "Why the hell not?" He asked. He kept his voice down, but he wasn't sure why. Toga had been whispering and Shoto whispered when he answered her, so it just seemed like what he should do.

"He's sleeping." She said quickly.

"Toga, I'm not deaf and I highly doubt I'm sleeping. Just let them in." Izuku's raspy voice called from in the room, making Shoto and Katsuki perk up a little bit.

"No." She said again, this time looking back into the room.

"Toga just let them in. Seriously, this isn't your call to make." Izuku argued more.

"No, you can't actually- Hey!" Katsuki cut her off by pushing the door open and walking past her into the room. He had finally ran out of the little amount of patience he had, especially since Izuku didn't seem to have a problem with seeing them.

"Kacchan, you're so aggressive." Izuku pointed out with a small smile as he caught sight of the blond and duel haired boys.

"We did things half and half's way and they didn't work, so I did it my own way." He said, walking over to Izuku's bed.

Izuku was sitting on top of his covers, criss cross, flipping through his phone. He had been trapped in the small room for a week and he was starting to lose it, more so than before.

He moved his head so he could see past Katsuki. "Hi Shoto." He said with a small wave.

"Hey." Shoto breathed out.

"God, you're all so gay." Toga said with an eye roll as she laid down on the bed in front of Izuku.

"How's Uraraka, Toga?" Izuku shot back.

"Hey, at least I have a girlfriend." She said with a shrug.

"I don't want a girlfriend!" Izuku argued with her, throwing his hands up in the air.

"Yeah, yeah, I know Izu." She said with a teasing smile. "Remember, you have to wait until you're thirty."

"Like I'm gonna follow that dumb rule. I don't understand why it only applies to me." He said, crossing his arms and pouting.

"Because you're the baby brother with depression, we're protective over you." She said casually.

"I'm not depressed!" Izuku exclaimed. It was one moment of weakness, that did not mean he had depression.

"Wow, you sound like Katsuki." Shoto piped up, sitting down at Izuku's desk chair.

"Kacchan's actually depressed, there's a difference." Izuku shot back, not in the mood to argue about his mental health again.

"Okay, we're getting off topic." Katsuki interjected.

"What was the topic before?" Toga asked him.

"I have no clue, but it wasn't me." Katsuki growled back.

"Heh, yes it was." She mumbled.

Izuku threw a pillow at her. "Toga! Get out!" He yelled.

"No, you know I can't." She said back with a laugh as he started to hit her repeatedly.

"I'm with Kacchan and Shoto, I'll be fine." He insisted, purposefully hitting the buns on the side of her head to make them messy and fall apart.

"You little asshole! You did that on purpose!" She exclaimed as one of them finally fell out.

"Leave now, please." He said.

She got up with her hands up in surrender. "Fine, but you should let the angry one know he was the reason you were on that roof for the second time." She said before disappearing out the door.

"What?"