He coughs with his teeth clenched shut, blood seeping out but petals held in. Well, he thinks, at least this way he dies on his own terms.

All Might runs into a strange hero in his younger years. Or, maybe, this hero runs into him. At high velocity. In the face. Oops.

Quiet, easygoing Yagi who prods his fingertips together when he’s nervous and afraid of saying the wrong thing. He has a cheerful little bit of praise for every student, and makes a point of complimenting his coworkers; Nedzu’s lustrous fur, Nemuri’s manicured nails, Hizashi’s latest show. He’s the gentle structural support of All Might left bare, who he knows and has started to begrudgingly respect as a teacher. He's the last person Shouta would expect to see here. But fuck, he's hot.

In which Aizawa brings an extra kid to mountain training camp, leaves his sleeping bag at school, and ends up sharing a futon with Yagi Toshinori for three agonizing nights before everything folds.

Aizawa Shouta is a part-time college student and, more recently, an EMT in training. He doesn't have the funds to call Tokyo home and never did, but how he ends up renting a room from nationally acclaimed author Yagi Toshinori is anybody's guess. Yagi is kind, and rich, travels a lot for conferences and has a very fat cat named Dumpling. Shouta loves Dumpling. He also loves leaving the door open when he's dressing, because he knows Yagi-san is looking.

It's dangerous to owe Nemuri things. Especially when she needs to catfish a gay guy villain with saucy photos, said villain likes hairless twinks and Hizashi's not in town. If only his boyfriend hadn't come home before he could get rid of the evidence.

It’s quiet above the spray of water, hushed and constant. Steam saturates the room like an otherworldly mist, beading on the dark blue tiles and rolling over the lights in glowing, shifting clouds. It's a little hard to breathe, but that’s why he’s here. To watch, and listen. If there was ever a question as to how they came to be here, Shouta would say it was because Yagi was mildly obsessed with his dick.

Toshinori's an omega, but he didn't choose it. He focuses on what he did choose - All Might - and endures the rest. A heat accidentally spent with Aizawa results in an embryo, some hard truths about the things he's been ignoring, and new hope.

"You'll get yourself hurt," Aizawa says flatly, "or worse. I won't let you leave." "You can't stop me," All Might says, and turns to leave. Watch me, Aizawa thinks, and flicks his wrist toward him.