(Warning! Slight Manga spoilers!)

Getting inside the bus and practically feeling everyone's eyes. Y/n tried to hurry to the back where she saw a mop of crimson and snow mesh of hair. She always liked to sit next to him because of how warm he ran. Well with Katsuki too, but he was currently avoiding eye contact with her and was yelling at Eijirou about something he did again. She also noticed that Katsuki had a tight grip on Izuku's back, not letting the poor young man leave, even though he was trying with all his might to not get his hero suit ripped.

Shouto had his eyes closed during the whole ordeal, he hadn't felt like this since he was little. He didn't know if it was a good or bad thing.

When he saw her, his throat went completely dry like a desert, it felt as though he's never tasted water in his life. He didn't know what to do with himself, and when he felt his fire quirk ignite, a few flames leaving his fingers he knew he had to get away. Now though, he was regretting it. His eyes hadn't left her figure and with each stride she took when he watched her from inside the bus while she was outside gracing everyone with her presence, he somehow felt deprived.

She looked so confident and graceful, gliding like the water he so desperately needed. She was his princess after all, everything about Y/n was gentle, loving, and delicate – though fire burned behind those e/c eyes of hers. When she talked people would eagerly listen. Wherever Y/n went she always brought light with her. Just by being in the room everyone's mood always brightened up a little, especially for him.

He felt as though he could see clearly for the first time in his life, calm and alive. Two contradicting feelings that had him question his sanity. What was she doing to him?

"Hey handsome, is this seat taken?"

Y/n asked Shouto who looked towards her with a growing smile, interrupting his frenzied thoughts. Like sunlight appearing in the dark sky right after a storm, and gently calming everything back into serenity.

"Not at all." Shouto made room to let his girlfriend sit next to him.

Y/n sleep deprived laid her head on his shoulder already closing her eyes to take a quick nap. She felt a small peck on her forehead and smiled from the gesture. Feeling Shouto take a deep breath and exhale. Opening her lids half-way, she watched him from the corner of her eyes as he looked outside the window of the school bus. Wondering why Shouto felt so melancholy right now, wanting to ease his worries a little. Snuggling closer to him, Y/N pecked his neck, breathing in the lavender cedarwood scent she became so familiar with.

Shouto with small smile, felt at ease from the gesture.

He was thankful to have taken those extra minutes to calm down. Yes, he lusted for her, but that's not all she was to him, Y/n is his hope. Hope that even though someone can go through hell, they will always make it out at the end of the unforgiving flames from life. Seeing her smile brightly like she was right now, it reminded him of his brother Touya's smile when he was younger.

If Y/n could endure the pain and prevail, he was sure Touya would be able to, too. He just needed a reminder that he was not alone. The difference between Touya and Y/n was that Y/n was willing to sacrifice everything to keep her family alive. Her family was there for her and in turn she gave everything for them. If only Shouto could have been older instead of five and getting controlled by his father. He could have helped prevent Touya from losing himself, he could have stopped him from getting to the point of where he is now.

Meeting Y/n gave him hope that it was not too late. He would do everything in his power to bring his brother back home.

Hearing a pained whimper and feeling a bit of anxiety poke at his chest, Shouto was interrupted from his thoughts. Worried it was coming from Y/n, however, it wasn't this time. Him and Y/n turned towards the shadow of a figure standing next to the empty space on their left side. They were met with a fidgeting Izuku who was biting nervously on his bottom lip.

"Can I sit with you guys, I'm scared Kacchan's going to explode if I sit anywhere near him. And I know he won't do anything if I'm with Y/n." Izuku asked with a frightened quiver in his voice. Katsuki was still throwing daggers at him from the front of the bus for making fun of him.

Y/n chuckling lightly closed her eyes and went back to her safe space in Shouto's arms, scooching closer to him, and Shouto leaning more towards the window. Both made room for Izuku. It was going to be a tight fit, but both didn't seem to mind in making room for him. If anything, having Izuku around, always made the duo feel relieved.

"Of course, Izu, you know I don't mind being sandwiched between you two." Y/n grabbed Izuku's hand with her eyes still closed and brought him down to their seat before he could escape after making that comment. "It actually excites me..." she mumbled into Shouto's neck.

Shouto felt a shiver go down his spine, feeling the whisper of her words on his neck. Already imagining Y/n in between him and Izuku. His mind wondered to what the two of them could do to her. Take her to places she's never felt before. He could see Y/n with her head relaxed on his shoulder staring into his soul while he had his way with her from behind while Izuku ravished her from the front, marking her with bruising love bites. Both lost in the pleasure her body could give them, while they made it their mission to make their queen satisfied.

He wondered who she would scream for first...

"Y/n!? You can't say things like that so bluntly!" Izuku patted his cheeks with his free hand, still holding on to Y/n with the other. Shouto only chuckled while looking towards the outside scenery, trying to dispel his raging hormones from the dirty thoughts he just had.

Izuku looked around the bus to make sure no one heard her, meeting the glare of Aizawa from the front looking at them suspiciously. Him, Shouto and Katsuki already made plans to have dinner with him to formally tell him of their intentions with his daughter. They were extremely nervous of how it would go down. What if he forbade them from ever getting close to her, or worse expel them to get them out of her life. Of course, the explosive blond and the aloof young man sent Izuku to speak to their older sensei because they knew Aizawa had a softer spot for the fatherless man.

Surprisingly, Aizawa agreed instantly, he even told them to come over tonight with the rest of the Aizawa family.

Whispering softly into her ear Shouto kissed the top of her head. "I should have said this sooner. You're so beautiful in your hero suit princess." He let the sweet words invade his mind other than the dirty images that kept trying to overtake him.

"You really do angel." Izuku added while kissing the palm of her hand he was holding and ignoring the glare he was still getting from his teacher. Shouto also saw it, but he wasn't going to shy away from his daughter, no matter how much he respected his teacher, who he saw as a father. "Why did you change it though?" Izuku tilted his head cutely to the side and poked her cheek, grinning when she smiled and saw a single dimple form on her face.

When Izuku found out she had a dimple he was so elated. He couldn't control himself when he peppered her cheek with sweet kisses. What made it so special, was her dimple was on the side he did not have one. He only had one adorning his freckled cheek and growing up he felt as though he'd been robbed. He loved dimples. He always thought they were cute. Eri has two and he always loved to poke both when he made her laugh. His mother also has two, which made him feel just a tad bit jealous.

However, when he saw Y/n's, and that she only had one just like him, he made it his mission to make her laugh as much as he could to admire how it made her face that much more lovely. Admiring her features, Izuku understood why he only had one instead of two and he was okay with it. His other half had it on her. They truly were a perfect match for each other, even if it sounded corny, he did feel his soul complete whenever she was around.

"I didn't..." Y/n mumbled, sighing tiredly, yawning before answering. "It was Midnight sensei."

Izuku nodded with a grimace, he could see how she would do something like this. He was a little upset because of the emotional trauma she had to go through, and now it made sense why the girls were taking a long time in the locker room. He wished he could have been there to talk with her and make her feel better. He loved to always be one of her sources of relief and ease. However, Izuku was a heavy believer of personal growth and she needed to take some steps on her own. Still, whenever she'll call to him, in a heartbeat, he will be there.

"Are you sure you will be comfortable?" Shouto asked her gently.

"It's a little weird, but it's not the first time I wear something like this. For performances at the club, I would wear much less than what I'm wearing now. Besides being around you all, doesn't make me feel gross like I did over there. So, we'll see how it goes. I haven't felt any anxiety after having a pep talk with the girls, and the reactions I got from you three surely helped." Her eyes glinted with a teasing glimmer.

Shouto closed his eyes ashamed. "I apologize, I didn't mean to stare."

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry...." Izuku jumped in apologizing rapidly.

Laughing softly, Y/n looked at Izuku first then towards Shouto. "Relax you two, I didn't mean it in a bad way. I'm glad you're not disgusted by this..." She pointed towards her legs that were visible and littered with scars. They weren't fully out in the open, the crystals and sheer material did cover all her body making it hard to notice, unless you knew they were there.

However, she still did feel very insecure of her body, it would take more than just the pep talk and encouraging words from everyone for her to fully accept herself.

Shouto's finger trailed each scar on her thigh. It pained him to think of the excruciating pain she must have gone through to have her skin this cracked. It looked like she was hit by lighting for how each scar ran. Almost like broken branches going in different directions. The cuts must have been deep for them to scar that badly.

He met Y/n's curious gaze. "Do they hurt?" With a soft tenor tone, he made sure to keep eye contact with her. Afraid she might break if he rose his words higher than a whisper.

This reminded Y/n of her panic attack in the hallway, when her and Shouto talked about his scar. Now it was time to speak a little bit about hers. Nudging his shoulder with hers, she gave him a sweet smile. "Not anymore."

"Y/n?" Izuku called her name in a small voice.

Turning towards him and seeing his eyes on the brink of tears. With tenderness she leaned forward and kissed his freckled cheek. Knowing he was probably blaming himself for not being there to stop her torture. Even if it made no sense, because they were the same age and there was no way he could have saved her back then. Izuku was a natural hero through and through. He always wondered if he could have saved her sooner, or if All-Might encountered her first than him if he could have saved her from the trauma and all the scaring she had to go through.

Y/n tracing the freckles, she so dearly loved, tried to bring him back from his darkest thoughts, silently counting his freckles with her eyes.

With a bright grin, Izuku continued. "You're the strongest person I know, and these scars don't diminish that. You are beautiful inside and out, they're your own obstacles in life you conquered. Like your own unique physical quirks..." Y/n's eyes shown with adoration towards him, "The way we feel for you doesn't change that. The day you are ready, to fully show your skin and tell us your story, we won't ever judge you for it. We are with you every step of the way angel."

Y/n biting the inside of her cheek, to try and not cry from his kind words nodded at him, squeezing his ungloved hand. He took it off to hold her hand, hating to have anything in between them. Wanting to feel her soft skin and having the material in the way frustrated him.

"Izuku's right Y/n. We care so much for you, we're not with you because of your looks or body. Even though art first we were connected to you by your quirk, what we feel for you now has nothing to do with that. We like you for who you are as a person. Though I have no doubt your body is beautiful regardless of the battles it has endured, we are not with you for that sole reason." Shouto added to Izuku's warmhearted words.

Hearing them speak so lovingly to her made her want to get into a ball and scream from the euphoric feeling she was getting in her tummy.

Is this what it felt like to be with someone who cared for you deeply? Always cherished and cared for? She never wanted this feeling to end, she wanted to experience this forever. Heart swelling with love and gratitude, Y/n kissed each of their cheeks, earning a boyish grin from each one.

Sighing contently Y/n smiled at them, "I know you both want to have sex with me already, so you don't need to butter me up for it."

Blushing madly, Shouto avoided her eyes and turned towards the window. "That's not what I meant..." he mumbled quietly.

Izuku felt his heart almost jump out of his ribcage, "Y/n..." he groaned.

Cackling Y/n winked at them. She loved their caring words, but she didn't want to be a Debbie-Downer all the time, all her life she was engulfed in a world of sadness. She was free now and she was not going to waste another minute of her life sulking. She was rather blunt, but they did like that part of her personality. They were glad she felt comfortable enough to be her true self with them.

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The students of class 3-A and 3-B stood side by side, as Aizawa and Vlad-King went over the rules of the training exercise. There were being split up in teams of four or three per group. Of course, since they got both classes for this exercise it would be sort of a friendly competition to see which hero course class was better. Obviously one student felt stronger than the rest, Neito Monoma.

Ever since their first year, Neito's had a vendetta against class A. His other peers from class B were more relaxed, only joining in on his craziness when it came down to these types of exercises. Class 3-B already knew of Y/n, and they got along with her very well, especially Yosetsu and Itsuka Kendo. Some of the students were a little salty when they first met her. Upset because Fatgum didn't chose some students from 3-B to join in on her rescue as well.

However, they quickly got over that when they spoke with her more, getting to know her and said pro-hero recently reached out to Vlad-King for an upcoming mission for only class 3-B. The hero didn't forget them, he was only taking turns with the classes. It seemed first he wanted to assess them as they are now, and then in the future do a separate mission with a mix of their classes.

Neito, however, was still very upset, so whenever he had a chance to make a jab at the rescued girl, he would take it. Of course, it never bothered Y/n, she always laughed off his attempts. Thinking it was funny how hard he tried to get everyone upset with him. Today however, he became quiet after he saw her come out of the bus in her hero suit. To say the class was opened mouthed throughout her greeting them was an understatement.

The teachers completely ignored their reactions getting straight into the rules of the exercise.

Neito, though crazy, has always been somewhat respectable towards women. Today, he could not keep his grey eyes off her. Getting threatening glances from Katsuki to not say anything stupid, because he knew Y/n was already having a tough time adjusting to her suit, let alone be okay with her own body. However, that's not why class 3-B's eccentric student kept looking towards the girl's direction. He wasn't coming up with something cruel to say, he was literally star struck. Most of class 3-B was as well.

The girls from seeing Y/n gushed to her side and kept commenting on her natural beauty. While the guys had no words. Mainly because, Y/n was being protected by her boyfriends, brother, and best friends. Whenever someone tried to get close to her, Izuku would politely step in front of her to block her in case something unfriendly was said, and Shouto held on to her hand the whole time. Katsuki would growl without a care in the world and yell at people to step back when he saw Y/n flinch.

Making it obvious that she was uncomfortable, and they should not overstep any unspoken boundary. Whether to compliment her or make fun of her, the three of them did not give anyone any chance to get close. They were still a little iffy when some of the girls kept getting closer to her. Thankfully all of this was cut off when Aizawa took charge and scolded all of them for acting childish, letting his daughter breathe easily.

Hitoshi and Hanta laughing at Y/ns expense, received a deadly glare from her.

For the class exercise, they were going to be groups of villains and heroes. Of course, the students weren't allowed to choose who to be with. No, that would be too easy, and everyone would end up choosing their friends. The point of this exercise was to learn how to work with different quirks, because when out in the real world, one does not get to pick and choose who they work with. They get help from whoever is around.

All of them got in line after being instructed by Vlad-King and were handed a piece of paper with a number for the team they were in and either a V or H, for villain or hero. The part they would play in this exercise.

Y/n reaching into the box to grab her slip of paper buzzed with excitement. This was the first time she would be able to participate other than only watch. She was also nervous, because she wanted to get Aizawa's approval, and this would be the first time he would see her in a simulated battle. He would sometimes go into the training room when she was training with either of her boyfriends, and comment on some of her techniques. However, never voiced how she'd been progressing since she started training.

This was different, she did not want to disappoint him. She also did not want to make him doubt the hard work Shouto, Katsuki and Izuku put into her. They were in charge of her training, and she didn't want Aizawa to question them because she was not good enough, believing they only fooled around, when that was not the case.

Truthfully, she didn't want to disappoint any of them.

"You ready kid?" Aizawa asked her as she unfolded her paper in front of him to see what she would be portraying as today.

Heart thumping and ears ringing, Y/n nodded. Smiling at the big 'H' and number '5' on her piece of paper. "I'll try not to disappoint you dad."

Aizawa nodding motioned with his chin to join her group, earning a small smile from the nervous girl. Y/n turning around smiled wide when she saw, who she was paired with. It would've been a dream if she was paired with all three of them, but still she considered herself extremely lucky to be with at least one of them. Practically running towards him and jumping on him like a koala, she heard him chuckle from her enthusiasm.