/Title/
Bunny
|Disclaimer|
N/A
\Requested By\
Maddy_the_weeb
|POV|
Hitoshi Shinso
The soft feeling of his skin, his hair, and even his soft smile gave Hitoshi a special fire in his chest. A whole new determination, in a way. At first he despised him, wanting nothing but to beat him. Though, that changed almost within weeks.
The permanently silent boy was his savior, in a way. Helped him find a new goal, a new perspective. Not only was his goal to prove everyone wrong of his power, but how he had a goal of making sure Izuku's voice was heard.
Though, Izuku was mute, he doesn't have a voice! Maybe not a physical, audible voice, but Izuku's voice was more powerful than anything else in the world. He could convince anyone, persuade anyone, light up anyone's day, with just his words.
And Shinso wanted to be his voice.
The smaller boy beside him shifted in his sleep, causing the purple haired boy to be pulled from his thoughts. He studied the boy, his little bunny, making sure he was awake or asleep. Though the quick inhale audible breath through his nose and soft exhale through his mouth signaled he was sleep, probably dreaming.
The boy could only make small squeaks, chirps if he tried hard enough. Though no words would ever be formed, even if he was able to move his lips. Though even his small noises were softer than whispers, barely catching anyone's attention unless Izuku tried harder, which always resulted in a sore throat.
The boy was not always voiceless, no. The fight with the yakuza was what caused his eternity of silence. When Kai shattered his vocal cords to beyond repair, his last audible words were a cry to protect the girl he swore to protect. To save.
Hitoshi would do so many things if it meant he could hear his voice again. Though at least he could still hum, the second best thing. His humming calmed Hitoshi down every time. Sometimes he was just content with his humming, loving to listen, loving to feel the rumbling of his chest.
Though, with a mute boyfriend, and with Hitoshi's quirk, sometimes Hitoshi got frustrated. Izuku wasn't the stubborn type, but when he was stubborn Izuku won't say what's on his mind. Hitoshi would control Izuku, make him spit it out, before he lost his voice. Though now that was out the window.
Hitoshi wouldn't admit it, but he was scared of what Izuku could be hiding, not telling him. His thoughts could be life saving, and Hitoshi treated them all like they were. But, he knew he couldn't control him forever.
Hitoshi slowly buried his face into the boy's hair, humming softly. He loved to hold his little bunny, he favorite bunny. He was small, the perfect size for him.
Hitoshi called Izuku 'bunny' in private, though in public he couldn't bring himself to say it. Bunny was something he felt only the two of them should know about, no one else. Kind of like a comfort word, in a way.
Hitoshi was brought back to reality when he felt a tug on his shirt. He looked down to see his little bunny's eyes half lidded from tiredness, though looking up at him. Hitoshi gave him a tired smile, kissing his head softly.
"Mornin' bunny boy," Hitoshi greeted quietly, taking a finger and carefully moving the hair from his lover's eyes. "Sleep good?"
Replying with a nod, Izuku let out a tired, and awe fully adorable, yawn. He then smiled and buried his face into Hitoshi's chest, a small whine-ish hum escaping his lips. Hitoshi chuckled and ran his hands through his hair, sighing softly.
"Good thing it's a Saturday," he said calmly. "We can stay here together for a while, or I can make breakfast?" He tilted his head once Izuku lifted his head. He nodded and Hitoshi softened a little.
Hitoshi stretched for a minute, soon sitting up. He carefully tossed the sheets to the side, getting up and slipping on his slippers. Izuku continued to lay there for a moment before getting up too, stretching and making quiet squeaking noises.
Hitoshi made is way to the kitchen, breathing in the smell. He hummed, looking around. They had stayed the night at Izuku's place, and his mother had found herself a job. The poor woman left early in the morning and returned mid afternoon. Hitoshi tried to help, like Izuku, though she always insisted he didn't have to.
Hitoshi made his way to the kitchen and began to look around for some pans. He then got some items to make for breakfast, stuff he knew Izuku liked. When he put it in the pan, he felt arms wrap around his waist and someone lean against his back.
Hitoshi leaned into his arms, smiling softly. "Bunny boy," he called, earning a hum. "What do you want to drink?"
Izuku was quiet for a moment, then squeaked. He let the boy go and bounded to the fridge, taking some orange juice and showing him. Shinso smiled and nodded, gesturing to grab himself a glass.
Izuku lit up, immediately doing so. Shinso knee how to make some fast slushees from most drinks, something he did often to help himself since he got headaches. Izuku loved his special slushees, always asking for them.
Once the food was a point to where Hitoshi could step away, Hitoshi took the cup of orange juice. He took some ice, then looked for the blender. Izuku stayed close, bouncing a bit from excitement.
Shinso poured ice into the blender, then the orange juice, then a bit more ice. After a moment he started the blender, it's noise blaring throughout the entire apartment. Izuku went to check on the breakfast in the pan, letting the boy do his magic.
As soon as the concoction was finished, Shinso yawned as he poured the boy a glass. Then then gave himself the remains, not minding that he had less.
The coldness often helped Izuku's throat, since it was constantly throbbing and in pain. Sometimes warmth would do the same, but it was t very good for his neck with his condition.
Shinso finished up breakfast as Izuku gleefully sipped the drink, bouncing up and almost literally lighting up. He let out a satisfied hum and watched Shinso make the plates.
"Here you are, bunny boy," Hitoshi spoke, looking at his lover. "Eat up, I want to take you to the park later." He kissed his head then patted his back. Izuku chirped and obeyed, sitting down to eat the meal.
Hitoshi drank his juice concoction then went to use the bathroom. When he saw himself in the mirror he couldn't help hit grunt. The bags under his eyes were still there, if not more noticeable. His hair was messier than usual, though his skin wasn't as pale.
When he made it back, his bunny was outside of the door. He chirped then reached up to peck his nose, then thought a little with his tongue out of the corner of his mouth.
He slowly, and very carefully, moved his hands around. He was trying to learn sign language, though since he'd only started a few months ago it was slow progress. He messed up some words, often resulting in hilarious mistakes. Though Hitoshi had been ahead in the learning, since sign language always intrigued him. Hitoshi had a good year on Izuku.
'I will take a bath,' Izuku started, trying not to mess up. 'You go eat!'
Hitoshi nodded and kissed his head. "Go wild, bunny boy. If you need me just throw something." He smirked a little and ruffled his hair before walking passed him.
Izuku smiled and started his bath, then went to get his clothes.
Hitoshi went to eat, his mind vanishing into his thoughts. He cared for Izuku, hell he loved him, but in some ways he was afraid. He wanted so many people to hear his words, though he would be the one to say it. Though, it was shown that Hitoshi wouldn't give the same message as Izuku would.
He hummed, looking towards the blender. Then his eyes widened a little, a thought entering his mind.
Maybe laying the pink haired inventor a visit would be eventful?
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Word Count:
1387
Artist Credit:
Ân súp ló di :3 on Pinterest.Com
Music Credit:
N/A
Published On:
January 14, 2021
Four left then a special info chapter. 😔🤚