"-ould you?! Do you not realize how much trouble you're in? Unbelievable..." Hizashi's voice rung out of the living room. Shota sat up and scratched his head, he got up and slipped into some pajama pants and walked into the living room.

"What's wrong, loudmouth." He yawned, his voice was rough. The aftermath of Hizashi's fun, Hizashi looked at him.

"Did I wake you up? Sorry Sho but," he looked back at Hitoshi. "He's been screwing that Midoriya kid again."

"Really now," Shota rubbed his forehead in aggravation. "How do you now this time?"

"Because I admitted it." Hitoshi spoke up. "But how can I get in trouble for it? You two bang almost every night!"

Both Shota and Hizashi went pink and looked away.

"Hitoshi." Shota sighed, he looked back at the teen, his purple hair was astray and messy it wasn't spiked up like he normally has it. "Tell me, what will you do if you get sick? Or get Midoriya sick? You know this stuff might feel nice but in the end someone pays for it, or you get lucky and never worry about it."

"But it's just unfair, I should yell at you guys for doing it i-"

"You're 14!" Hizashi finally speaks up, his voice was strained and breaking. He was crying.

"So?" Hitoshi snapped back "How old were you guys? Hmm? You all want to get all personally with me."

"Because we are your fathers." Shota was red with anger, his blood boiled.

"Like that means shit-" Hitoshi's eyes wided.

Shota was about to blow but Hizashi beat him to it.

"I'm done with your games Hitoshi! Go to your room and don't come out till dinner, and give me your phone too. You might get this back." Hitoshi was scared, hell even Shota was scared, Hizashi never went off like this. It was always Shota or they just slapped Hitoshi on the wrist and let him go. Hitoshi handed him the phone and he went to his room with no back talk.

"Hey, Zashi... are you okay?"

That's a stupid question. Shota thought

"Just peachy. Was I too harsh?" Hizashi sulked, Shota pulled him into a hug.

"Well, you did scare me." He stroked the blond's hair, he felt tears fall onto his exposed shoulder. "Now I know not to mess with you.." he laughed lightly. Hizashi looked at him with a small smirk.

"Do I need to take your phone too mister?" He kissed Shota's cheek.

"No sir." Shota laughed, Hizashi cupped his cheeks and laughed too.

"God I love making you laugh, it's music to my ears."

"Everything is music to your ears Hizashi." Shota said sheepishly.

"True." Hizashi pecked his lips.

A few hours later Hizashi and Shota are going through Hitoshi's phone. His gallery was full with kitten pictures and of him and Izuku. Shota's heart grew warm after seeing all the little kittens and how dumb they were being.

"Look Hizashi, that one is in a sock!" Shota was fangirling (fanboying...?), Hizashi just rolled his eyes. He knew that Shota missed having a little fur baby running around, but they've already lost 2 over the years and it would be best to stop there. Hizashi clicked on the messages and saw the messages between Hitoshi and Izuku.

"Look Sho, they were planning this, no doubt they planned the first time." Before Shota could look his phone began to ring. He pulled it out and looked at the caller ID.

Shit... Toshinori...

"I need to answer this Zashi." Shota got up.

"Who is it?" Hizashi cocked an eyebrow.

"The college, I'll be outside." He stepped out of the screen door in the kitchen, he closed the door and made sure it was closed.

"Hello?" He whispered "What is it Toshinori? Wait.. how do you have my number?.

"Well what do you want?"

"Excuse me?"

"Okay, so.. wait you're married.." he held his forehead, too many things are going on at once..

the phone clicked and the call was over.

It is tempting, but Hizashi... hmm..

Shota went back inside to see Hizashi still reading the phone.

"Hey baby, I have to head to the college. They called telling me I left my bag there." Shota went into their bedroom and changed into a pair of jeans and one of Hizashi's shirt.

"Well be back soon." Hizashi was glued to the phone, he didn't noticed Shota kissed his forehead and told him bye.

Shota started the car and headed towards the complex. He was cussing himself out in his head for doing this.

"This better be good." He told himself as he pulled into the complex. He walked up the stairs and found Toshinori's room. Shota knocked and Toshinori opened the door, it was like he was on the other side just waiting.

"Only because you tempted-" before Shota could finish, Toshinori pulled him into the room and closed the door. He pushed Shota up against the door, he kissed Shota lightly and tried to pry off his shirt. Shota broke the kiss "Hold your horses!" He pushed Toshinori away.

He looked into Shota's dark orbs, he was putting his hair into a messy bun. He took his phone out of his pocket and sat it on the coffee table.

"If you would wait and let me get comfortable, this can go by faster." Shota sighed "Well? You just gonna stand there or you going undress?" Shota unbuttoned his jeans, he heard Toshinori shuffling in his clothes. It was awkward but who cares.

((⚠️sin⚠️ OwO))

When Shota was bare, he felt soft kisses on his shoulders, he didn't realize Toshinori was behind him. He purred lightly, feeling Toshinori explore his body.

This is wrong! What would Hizashi think. He might leave me for this..

He was turned around so he was facing him, and Toshinori locked lips with Shota.

He picked up Shota and took him into the cramped bedroom, it smelled like expensive perfume and faint stale beer. Toshinori laid him on his back softly, he broke the kiss and looked at Shota. His eyes seemed like they were screaming for more.

"I-I can't.. I'm sorry Toshinori." He sighed and sat up "You got some cigarettes? Place smells like smoke and other fumes.." Toshinori sighed and scratched the back of his neck. He left and came back with a pack, a lighter, a beer and Shota's clothes.

Shota put on his boxers and jeans. He sighed and looked at the pack. He put one in his mouth and lit the cigarette. He took a puff and coughed a little, but a few more puffs made it go down easier. He was going to pay for this in the future. When Toshinori came back from getting food, the pack of cigarettes were empty. Shota huffed the last one. His lungs were burning, he knows he shouldn't be smoking but he didn't care. Not anymore.

(OwO, Shota is doing something bad...)