Feral

Icarus

Shouta sighed down at the shattered bed frame.

Getting ready for bed, Izuku had shifted and took a running start to flop himself roughly down, and being as heavy as he was, the frame's legs gave itself underneath and snapped, sending the mattress crashing to the floor.

Izuku lowered his head, abashed, and pawed at the blankets.

Really, Shouta should have seen this coming. The kid weighed a near half ton and the fact his shitty bed frame lasted this long after months of misuse was a damn miracle.

I'll have to look into reinforced frames...

Shouta's lips thinned. This wasn't the first thing Izuku had broken just by being in his other form.

Over the past week, the boy had been hitting a growth spurt of sorts.

He says 'of sorts' because the kid himself has only grown an inch or two at most.

His other form, however...

When Izuku first came to live with Shouta, his rabbit body was as tall as himself. Just enough for the boy to comfortably lay his chin atop of the older man's head. Now, within this week alone, that height has shot up to at least a foot and stretched out length-wise to match.

Simply put, Shouta's tiny apartment was not cutting it.

Damn it.

They are going to need to move, aren't they?

And move they did.

With the help of Nemuri and Hizashi (and along with some input from Nezu) Shouta was able to narrow down his options to a small-looking house.

At first due to its size, Shouta had almost passed it off in favor of larger options. But upon taking a look inside the building, he had to admit it was one of the better choices.

Hallways were minimal and wide. Rooms were more open-spaced and designed to prevent crowding. Doorways were larger and the kitchen space wasn't clustered. The house came with a basement divided into two rooms.

The house looked like it used to belong to a family of quirk users who need more space than modern housing would allow for.

Shouta was more partial of a small area like his cozy apartment, but with Izuku he knew that would not work out.

The kid was energetic, playful, and very large. For both of their sanities, this was for the better.

But there was another reason why Shouta leaned towards this particular house.

The home was fitted snugly near the very edge of the forest Shouta had found Izuku in, and came with a large fenced-in backyard that included about a dozen or so trees. A personal little scoop of the outdoors right at their doorstep.

The fencing is in bad shape and will need to be redone. Making it a bit taller wouldn't hurt, either, Shouta observed, taking in the scene. Maybe an inground pool to cool him off during the hotter weather. Izuku seemed fond of the river for that reason. Better digging up a spot for some water than Izuku sneaking out and running into the forest for a dip.

"So, what are your thoughts, sir?" The lean voice of the real estate agent asked him.

Sweeping his eyes over the backyard one more time, Shouta knew his decision had been made.

"What are you doing?"

"Packing."

"Why?"

Shouta gives Izuku a patient look. "Remember when I told you we are moving to a new house?"