#shinso

as soon as you are on the front porch of hitoshi’s household, aizawa greets you with a rare smile and messy hair pulled up into a ponytail. he opens the door for you, and once you pass by him, he frowns. he’s a bit disappointed hitoshi didn’t open the door for you himself, he’s sure he taught him better than that.

so he announces, “hitoshi, come down! y/n’s here!”

not even a few seconds later, two pairs of feet are running down the stairs, and once hitoshi sees you, he gives you a grin before slowing down, now just walking to you when a flash of light blue hair jumps up at you, and into your arms. quickly, you catch eri and hold her on your hip, and she’s already giggling and hugging you like she hasn’t seen you in forever, when in fact, she saw you a few hours ago when she was visiting your school.

“hitoshi didn’t tell me you were coming today!”

you grin, “well good thing i’m here now, right?”

“yeah, yeah!” she replies, pumping her fists in the air.

you walk over to hitoshi, who has a big old grin stretched across his face. he guides you to his room, but as soon as you’re next to him, he covers eri’s eyes, and she giggles, trying to pry his fingers off, but to no avail. when she isn’t able to see, he places a kiss on your soft lips.

eventually, you, eri, and hitoshi are drawing animals with crayons when eri randomly runs out of the room, bringing already cut-up apples from aizawa. you and hitoshi sit across each other on his bed, going through photos of him and his family. small steps run into the room, and eri sits on the bed behind you, gently grabbing your wrist and putting a colorful bracelet on you, one she made a few days ago but forgot to give you. you quietly thank her, brushing your hand through her long hair as she smiles.

“hey, don’t hog my girlfriend—“ hitoshi jokingly starts, but he’s softly interrupted by eri.

she says, with a wobbly and shaky voice, with tears springing in her eyes, “but— but i want to spend time with her…” and she looks up at him with big, sad eyes as she hides behind you, fiddling with her fingers.

you pat her head comfortingly and assure her, “eri, honey, he was just joking, but we can all spend time together, don’t you think?”

she nods, glassy eyes looking up at you sadly, before you burst out laughing once you look at hitoshi’s hand-drawn giraffe, which was weirdly off colored. you point, and eri starts laughing too, throwing insults at his poorly made and lazy drawing. hitoshi begins laughing as well, relishing the scene of his two favorite girls getting along so well, though at his expense.

but soon, in the middle of a movie, eri’s passed out and lying on your chest, as you’re cuddled up to hitoshi, with blankets covering all three of you. it’s then, when he sees that you’re amazing with children and his whole family, that he decides he wants to marry you.

Its definitely not based on an irl exp (uωu*)

she'll grow into it too

bonus:

✮ Boyfriend!Hitoshi!, fem!reader, timeskip!, fluff, men who yearn, physical affection, lingerie, light 18+ content

✮ synopsis: shinsou ruins the surprise.

Hitoshi's smirk slowly grew as he pulled back from the kiss. His eyes squinted as you batted your eyes innocently at him with a small hum of "Is something wrong?" as you reached into your purse for your key to his apartment.

"Nothing." He murmured, though he smacked his lips together, quickly darting his tongue out to taste the remnants of your lip gloss on his lips. "That's just... new." His hands snapped to your waist, leaving a teasing squeeze in their wake.

"What's new?" You glanced over your shoulder as he pulled your back against his chest with a soft huff.

"Don't act stupid; it's not cute on you." He whispered, rubbing his lips together again, before leaning down to leave a chaste kiss on the side of your throat as you opened the door, both of you ignoring the flush on your cheeks as he guided you inside effortlessly.

His hands were snug on the tight dress you'd worn on your date out, though they were rubbing your hips gently, almost searching for something in the dark.

"Toshi, quit it—we just got home."

"Mmm. I don't think so, my love." He mumbled into your skin, holding you steady as you kicked your heels off. "Three & a half years together, Y/N. Three years, and you've only ever used one lip gloss. That 'cotton candy gummy' gloss. What you're wearing is not cotton candy gummy."

He paused for a moment, letting you get comfortable with your heels flat on the floor before he pulled your hips back into his again. "Toshi, you're stalking my lip glosses now?" You teased, glancing over your shoulder, and he wrapped his arms around you.

The thick fabric of his blazer rubbed your arms as he ducked his face into the crook of your neck. "Not stalking when you kiss me so much." He whispered. "That's not cotton candy; it's vanilla... You smell like it, too."

"You're obsessive." You cooed, leaning into him as his lavender locks rubbed the side of your face.

"You're mine." He huffed, arms slipping tighter around you. "Of course I know what lip gloss & perfume you wear, so... what else did you buy?"

"Ah. That's what this is." You let out a sigh as his sleepy gaze met yours. "You cheeky, cheeky man, you think since I bought new perfume and lip gloss, I got something special?"

"Didn't you?" He rubbed the dress where it caught at your hips, softly plucking at the waistband of your panties. "Because these? They definitely feel new."

"You're a pervert." You hissed, gently swatting at his hands, face flushing as you smoothed out your dress again.

"Of course I am. Have you seen yourself?" He mumbled, carefully resting his hands on your shoulders as he guided you to the bedroom. "You're the most beautiful sight I've ever seen."

"Toshi—" You hushed before he placed a palm over your mouth, shutting you up instantly before kissing the crown of your head.

"Don't start, pretty girl. I'm sorry I ruined the surprise, but I promise I'll take care of you the same way I would have if I had been blindsided." He assured, resting his head atop yours. "Besides, I haven't seen the lingerie; the surprise is still there."

You curled your lips into the ghost of a smile before kissing his palm gently. "Ok, ok. Let me go." You mumbled into his skin as he slowly pulled back, brushing his thumb over your lips.

"Yes, ma'am." He teased, slipping his hands into the pockets of his slacks as you motioned for him to sit on the bed. "Oh? Do I get a show too?"

"Don't be a smartass, Hitoshi." You grumbled, carefully unlacing the side of your dress, before letting the black fabric pile at your feet. Revealing the lavender set that'd been perfectly hidden from him the entire night.

He couldn't hide the genuine smile that hit him as he saw the color. "You matched it to my hair?" He whispered, sitting on the edge of the bed, carefully reaching forward and ghosting his fingers over the lace.

He admired the sight before hooking his arm around your waist, tugging you forward, and kissing the thin layer separating him from your skin. "You don't know how much that means to me... or how pretty you look like this."

"Oh... hush, Toshi." You mumbled, covering your face with your hands as he leaned into your stomach.

"Don't start hiding from me now." He grinned, pulling you into his lap quickly. "I've got to get you out of this." He tugged on the lingerie before capturing your lips in a feverish kiss. "But just know... I do think you look perfect right now."

"You're being embarrassing. Quit it." You hissed, blinking twice as he rested his forehead against yours. "Mm-hmm." He hummed.

"What're you going to do about it? Not my fault, you're addictive." He whispered, brushing one hand through your hair softly.

"Toshi—"

"No." He shushed you quickly. "Let me admire you for a minute."

"Only you would see a girl in lingerie and want to admire instead of ravage." You huffed, though softened as his gaze stayed unwavered.

"It's called self-control and being in love." He mused before leaning down and kissing your shoulder. "But be warned, the moment my self-control wavers? We're not leaving this bed for a whiiile."

Even as he has your legs spread, your back against his solid chest as his hand guides your hand through your folds. You can feel his intense gaze on your pussy— but that's only so that he can make sure you're doing it properly. Not because he's enjoying it, because it's weird to stare and drool at your sisters pussy. It's weird and wrong, and Shinso's just helping you out. The boner pressing against your back? Well, it's just a natural reaction. Any guy would get hard in this situation.

It's not incest, either... Shinso isn't actually touching your wet cunt, he's just guiding your hand along, moving your fingers the way he any guy with experience would! It's just to help you! He's being a good brother isn't he? Making sure you don't have to whine in your pillows at night, trying to reach a peak but never being able to. He's just being sweet on you, is all.

"Shh.. You're being too loud, dad might hear." You can feel Shinso's grin at the back of your neck, and you try to bite down the pitiful sound that tries to escape from your lips.

Shinso seems to take mercy on you this time, not too keen on being walked in with his hand draped over your own (pushing your fingers in and out of your wet pussy, your juices coating his own hands as he subtly grinds against your back). He can't help himself.

"Here, pooor baby, put my fingers in your mouth, yeah? Clean it up for me?" Shinso brings his soiled hand away from your cunt and to your lips, not waiting for a response before he pushes the digits inside of your mouth.