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The Face Of Concentration

After the sludge villain incident, All Might waited a second too long and missed Izuku. Izuku never got trained by his hero. Izuku never got into U.A. High. Izuku never became a hero. Shinso was in class 1-A, replacing the spot Izuku should’ve been. Mirio ended up obtaining the One for All quirk and as a result, died shortly after the war.

Katsuki had matured during his time at U.A. High and was riddled with guilt. He wasn’t proud of his past self and the mistakes he made. He knew he was responsible for Izuku giving up on his dream. He knew what he had done was unforgivable, but he wanted to apologize.

Little did Katsuki know, Izuku was a famous hero support gear inventor. He worked for the best of the best and was a hero's favorite.

One day Katsuki, Shoto, and Eijiro were out eating lunch. It was the one day all three were off and they wanted to enjoy having a nice meal in town.

Eijiro had recently returned back from his honeymoon with Mina so he was happy to spend some time with his pals. He wanted to brag about his time with his wife.

Katsuki and Shoto were still single. They hadn’t anticipated hero life would get in the way of having a love life. They knew it would get in the way due to the scheduling conflicts, but there was a list of issues that would arise. The extent of it could them off guard.

Izuku was strolling down the street. He had grabbed some lunch and bought Inko a birthday gift. Now he was on his way back to his studio to wrap up some hero costumes. He spotted the hero trio and got a little excited. Pulling out his phone, Izuku pulled up the contacts app and pulled up the phone number option.

Izuku approached the three with a pokerface. The three had been talking so it took a moment for Izuku’s presence to be noticed. Eijiro was the one to first see Izuku and brightly smiled.

“Oh! Hey Midoriya,” greeted the hero. Mina had been the one to introduce Eijiro to Midoriya.

Izuku turned his phone around to show Shoto his screen, remaining silent. His screen had the number pad on display. Katsuki was staring at Izuku in shock. Izuku was stunning.

Izuku was wearing a white button-up. The sleeves were rolled up to his elbows to reveal his muscular arms. The top two buttons were left undone to reveal his fair, freckled skin. He was sporting a long skirt that rested at his ankles. The skirt was recognized as a very pricy piece from one of the most expensive clothing brands. His ears were littered with piercings. He also had a nose piercing. His skin glowed and his lips were a beautiful rosy pink. His eyes were still wide and beautiful, full of emotion despite his poker face. If it wasn’t for his natural beauty, the enchanting jewelry that glimmered in the sunlight would’ve made Katsuki evaporate.

Shoto slowly took the phone, his cheeks heating up and his eyes ever so slightly widening. “Are you asking me for my number?”

Midoriya responded with a single nod and pointed towards the phone.

Eijiro was loving this, covering his mouth to hide his huge smile. The Izuku Midoriya was asking the number two hero Shoto for his number. What an insane couple they’d make. He was so excited for his bro. Katsuki finally let reality settle in his stomach, Izuku was here for one thing and one thing only: Shoto Todoroki.

Shoto put in his number with a small smile. He was clearly flattered and flustered that someone so beautiful would approach him. He typed in his name quickly before handing the phone back to Izuku.

Izuku took the phone, took a good look at the contact information, and then looked directly at Shoto. “Thanks, Shoto-kun,” chirped Izuku, flashing a bashful smile after holding a poker face through the whole interaction.

“Kay, bye guys,” said Izuku sweetly, before pocketing his phone and adjusting his bags. Turning on his heel, Izuku walked off, flawlessly slipping on sunglasses. The three watched him leave, still in a state of disbelief at what they just saw.

Shoto glowed bright red, covering his face as he melted into his seat. Eijiro clapped his hands, laughing. “No way man! You have Midoriya chasing after you! Imagine being the one to give him the hots!”

Katsuki raised a brow, shaking his head. “Wait. Back up. How the hell do you know who he is?”

Eijiro paused momentarily before waving his hand. “Hold up! How do you not know about him? Midoriya is a well-established hero support gear engineer. Mina actually told me to start having my gear made by him. He’s super popular. All the top heroes go to him.”

Katsuki smiled a bit, happy to hear Midoriya didn’t completely give up on the hero world. “Well, that’s good to hear. I guess I should switch to him as well.”

“Totally! You’ll immediately notice a difference in the quality of your costume,” laughed Eijiro, loving how even Katsuki was infatuated with Izuku.

Shoto was still in disbelief. He couldn't comprehend he was approached, remaining happily quiet for a bit.

Shoto spent a lot of time with Izuku. Katsuki tagged along occasionally, trying to rebuild his broken relationship with Izuku. Izuku was apprehensive in the beginning, giving the blond a cold shoulder. Despite his shortness, Izuku accepted Katsuki’s request and would manufacture his costumes.

Eventually, Shoto and Izuku started dating. The two became a popular couple.

Shoto was a serious and mysterious hero, but genuinely a sweetheart. Izuku was smart and known for his sassy attitude, but was also a sweetheart. They were like putty in each other's hands, in love with being in love.

When they eventually did tie the knot, Eijiro revealed he had taken a video of Izuku asking Shoto for his number. Katsuki had displayed it during his speech at their wedding reception. Izuku was bright red, embarrassed that was how he acted.

Izuku hadn't realized Katsuki had been there. He felt a bit stupid for acting so indifferent. After all, that was the first time Katsuki had seen him in years. Still, even if he hadn’t become a hero, he had a wonderful husband and his childhood best friend. He couldn’t have been more grateful.

The end!

I’m Good At Being Fake

Midoriya was given an undercover mission. Midoriya disappeared one week in, somewhere in the mess. Todoroki and Bakugo were sent in to try and find Midoriya. While it was clear sending them in was a bad idea, the hero commission pushed it anyways.

Bakugo didn’t want to go simply because it was Midoriya’s mission and if he was undercover of course he’d cut contact. Todoroki on the other hand didn’t want to go in case this messed up the mission on Midoriya’s side. If they made one wrong move, it could be the death of Midoriya.

It’s takes them a week to find Midoriya. It was exceptionally hard because of his disguise as a white-haired woman in her late twenties. Midoriya had a quirk physically change his body composition as well. His scars, freckles, and other notable feature’s were changed. The most important part was Midoriya was given a female reproductive system, breasts and all. While the goal was to slim down the body to hide muscle, Midoriya retained all the strength he currently possessed. Midoriya was a walking grim reaper in disguise.

They managed to infiltrate the building they tracked Midoriya down to. Their goal was to locate him and report his progress back to the hero commission. When they got into the security systems, they spotted Midoriya on the screen.

Midoriya sat stone-faced in his desk chair, no ounce of kindness present in his features. Todoroki and Bakugo shivered at the sight. Sitting in a chair before the desk was an attractive man around Midoriya’s scripted age. The man was a stepping stone for Midoriya, a gateway to the main target.

It seemed as if they missed a chunk of the conversation, but they managed to come in at a good time.

“How about you just tell me what you want?” grunted the man, leaning back in his seat.

Midoriya’s posture remained steady. His legs crossed and his hands were clasped, resting on his knee. His expression did not falter as he said what he wanted. “Fifty-fifty.”

Bakugo and Todoroki were momentarily taken aback by the clear change in voice. It was oddly fitting. Not to high, not too low. It was strong, but the tone of his voice was bored.

The man chuckled, rubbing his eyes. Midoriya didn’t like that reaction, his eyes darkening as he glared at the man. “As I am assuming you’re buying the shitty stuff… with your typical drug dealer markup. The margin of your profits should be about five times as much as I make drugging people under the pretense I’m a slutty prostitute.”

Todoroki paused, his gaze snapping to Bakugo’s. Neither were filled in on what Midoriya’s backstory was to his fake persona. They did not know Midoriya was a “prostitute” and “drugging people” to make money. In a way, neither could believe Midoriya was capable of playing such a difficult role. Midoriya never once seemed like the type of person to take up a gig such as the one he was currently participating in.

“If it’s not… something’s wrong. I’d be more than happy to offer my services to fix it,” offered Midoriya. His tone was strict and demanding. His gaze was sharp and piercing and he knew how to use his tongue to his advantage.

The man smirked slightly, staring at Midoriya. Todoroki and Bakugo weren’t blind, they could see the fool undressing Midoriya with his eyes. Midoriya didn’t flash an eye, not giving any attention to the mans advances. Midoriya had a goal and no drug-lord was getting into his pants.

“You know… Ruma. You look good behind that desk,” complimented the man, revealing Midoriya’s fake name.

Midoriya gaze remained the same, not feeding into his fantasies by showing interest. “Thank you.”

Giving Midoriya a look up and down, the man smirked slightly as he spoke. “Damn… you’d look so much better on top of it.”

Bakugo and Todoroki’s breaths hitched. This fucker was horny and wanted to fuck Midoriya on that desk at that very moment. There was no denying he had intentions of screwing around with Midoriya. In a way, Todoroki and Bakugo couldn’t blame him. They’d never pass up a chance to fuck their crush.

Midoriya’s eyes were like a predator’s, remaining focused on it’s prey. “We have a deal?”

The man bit his lip slowly as he looked at Midoriya and then back to the top of the desk. He subtly nodded, seeming too eager to get laid.

“Yeah. Yeah. We are good… precious,” flirted the man, his voice deep and husky.

As much as Midoriya wanted to ignore it, the seduction was working a bit. There was something so arousing about knowing someone wanted to wreck him like a beast. Despite the urge to gain friction between his legs, Midoriya knew he needed to continue playing hard to get. If he gave himself up to this man, the chase would be over and Midoriya would find himself in cold water.

Midoriya’s poker face worked like a charm. The man looked increasingly more aroused with every time his advances got rejected. Getting up from the seat, Midoriya smiled softly.

“Pleasure doing business with you,” finalized Midoriya, ending the conversation swiftly. Midoriya fixed the skirt of his dress before readjusting his hold on his purse.

Todoroki’s eyes slowly opened and closed, staring at Midoriya with an expressionless face. Bakugo’s eyes widened, giving Midoriya a double take. His hand reached up to cover his mouth as he continued to look Midoriya up and down.

Midoriya was in a skin-tight black dress. It was a square-neck with spaghetti-straps. The side of the dress had a slit going all the up to Midoriya’s hip. Once Midoriya stepped towards the door, his bright red stilettos were as clear as day.

Todoroki and Bakugo didn’t have much to report back to the hero commission after they stealthily escaped. All they could say was that Midoriya was alive and nailing his undercover roll. Midoriya even got them feeling intimidated and excited simultaneously. Midoriya would be back in no time.

Capa para a fanfic “Livros, Flores e Você” escrito por Lemondev e postado pelo projeto Deku-kun, um projeto com foco em fanfics que tenham como protagonista o Midoriya Izuku.

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