Monoma x Tetsutetsu Bday One-shot
I missed his birthday! FUCK!!! Ok. Happy late birthday Monoma!
Also some line breaks are off bc Tumblr is being a shithead.
Also, Tetsutetsu is trans bc I headcanon him as that and is mid transition so...
I love this ship so fucking much and itâs great.
Warning for: A bunch of fluff! Little bit of angst Monoma, a mention of abuse,
Also, these two will be dating throughout High School and are now adults, takes place one year after graduation.
Tetsutetsu let out a sigh. He stared at his beautiful boyfriend lying on his chest. He held him tighter with a hum.
The two spent the night together in Neitoâs apartment. The blond said he had been feeling lonelier than normal lately. So, of course Tetsutetsu had to come. It was the manliest thing to do!
The sun outside was beginning to peak its yellow face out from behind the blinds. Tetsutetsu grabbed his phone, he saw a text from Kendo.
Big Fist: Did you forget Monomaâs birthday?
Tetsutetsu felt a rush of panic. It completely slipped his mind! He didnât even have a gift! Usually, Neito would love being spoiled and would remind him every year so Tetsutetsu could do it. Strangely, he didnât this year.
Big Fist: You did. Oh lord. Tetsu, you better find something to please him. You know how he gets.
Iron Hide: I know... I promise! Iâll make it the best ever.
Big Fist: You better. Heâs a lilâ shit buts heâs out lilâ shit.
Big Fist: Heâs been kinda off recently. Has he told you anything?
Iron Hide: No. He told me yesterday to come over. Heâs been really distant lately.
Tetsutetsu heard Neito shift with a sigh. Tetsutetsu quickly texted Kendo goodbye before smiling down at the blond on top of him. Neitoâs blue eyes fluttered open, being greeted to a toothy grin from a silver-haired iron shark.
âMorning, Neito!â Tetsutetsu greeted cheerily. Neito hummed in response, snuggling closer to Tetsutetsuâs face and kissing his cheek. Tetsutetsu felt his face warm up. He heard the blond chuckle.âMorning.â He smiled sleepily.
Tetsutetsu loved mornings like this. It was the one time Monoma was Neito, instead of just Monoma. He would smile easier and was so much more relaxed. And then they had to go out into public, and Monoma changed. His shell came back.
Now, Monoma had become less of an egotistical, slightly unhinged maniac. But, the facade of âIâm better than youâ never truly dropped away fully unless Monoma was comfortable being Neito around you.
And Neito trusted no one more than iron boy. And Tetsutetsu knew that, and promised himself he would never betray it.
Tetsutetsu kissed Neitoâs forehead with a smile.âI love you. So much.â He mumbled. Neitoâs face went beat red at his words. He pouted.âUnfair...â He protested. Tetsutetsu giggled. He always did that whenever the silver-haired boy said those magic words.
Neito sighed contently.âI love you too.â Tetsutetsu beamed at him. He wrapped his arms around Neitoâs smaller frame and cuddled him. Neito felt his face redden as he was buried deeper into his boyfriendâs chest.
Everything was quiet for a moment, Tetsutetsu softly stroking the blondâs soft hair and Neito refusing to show his face. Until, the blondâs hold on his boyfriendâs shirt tightened. Tetsutetsuâs gaze immediately shot to the blond in worry. âWhatâs wrong?â Tetsutetsu asked.
Neito mumbled something that was muffled by the shirt. Tetsutetsu repeated the question.âI said nothing!â He snapped.
Tetsutetsu went quiet. He looked at Neito with sad puppy-dog eyes.âIâm sorry... Iâve just been worried. Youâve been... off the past couple of days.â
Neito looked away from Tetsutetsu, biting his thumb. Something he usually did when he was overthinking. Tetsutetsu sat up and cradled Neito.âYouâve been weird the past couple of days, baby... It scares me when you donât tell me whatâs bother you. You know Iâm always here for you and-â
Tears burst out of Neito eyes. Tetsutetsu instinctively burst forward and trapped Neito in a tight, protective hug.
Neito sobbed for what felt like forever. And all Tetsutetsu could do was rock back and forth gently and run his fingers through the blondâs hair comfortingly.
After a while, Neitoâs shoulders stopped heaving and his breathing became steadier. A few tears still slipped down his face, but Tetsutetsu kissed them away.
Neito held onto Tetsutetsu tightly.âMy dad...â Was all he mumbled out. Tetsutetsu felt a familiar spark of anger at the mention. He looked at Neito worriedly, inspecting him.âHe didnât lay a hand on you did he? What happened? Are you ok?â Tetsutetsu stopped at the last question. He clicked his tongue.âWell... obviously not. But thatâs not the point!â Tetsutetsu grabbed Neitoâs chin so he would look at him. The blondâs red, tear-stained face and puffy eyes made his chest ache. And his own dad did this. Though Tetsutetsu himself was all to familiar with parents like Monomaâs.
Neito shook his head. He wiped his eyes furiously. Tetsutetsu knew how much Monoma hated crying. He thought he looked ugly when he did.
Tetsutetsu moved the blondâs hands, taking them in his and rubbing his boyfriends palms with his thumbs. Neito didnât look at him. He was quietly sobbing at this point. Tetsutetsu laid a kiss on Monomaâs lips.
âHey. Youâre with me today, ok? Itâs just me and you. All day.â Tetsutetsu reassured, wrapping his arms gently around Neito in a hug. Neito gripped onto the silver-haired boyâs shirt as if Tetsutetsu would float away if he didnât.
âSo, what happened?â Tetsutetsu asked. Neito felt tears threaten to overflow again. Tetsutetsu rested a hand on his blond hair, shushing him quietly. Neito quieted down to a whimper. He refused to look at his boyfriend, burying his trash face in his shirt.
âMy dad... he...â Neito trailed off, his voice went from a sob to pure rage.âWhen I told him I wouldnât spend dinner with him for my birthday instead of you, he started yelling at me. Going on about how filthy I was for being a queer and how stupid I was for thinking I was with a man over a women.â His eyes darted to Tetsutetsu, full of desperation.âYou are a man! Youâre my prince! And I tried to tell him that you are a boy, no matter what a damn peace of paper says, and he kept going on and on about how stupid I was. And how you were fucking pathetic. I couldnât take it anymore! I couldnât deal with it.â Neitoâs voice became like ice.âI donât care anymore if he insults me or hits me. But if he brings you into it...â Neito gritted his teeth, looking down, gripping onto Tetsutetsu until his knuckles were white.âI get so mad... I get so fucking angry. And I couldnât... I couldnât deal with it anymore. I had to walk away. Like you guys always tell me to do. But he kept following me and insisting I was an issue, and calling you all this fucked up bullshit. The bastard... I tried defending you, Tetsu! I really did! But it was to much. He cut me... even when I tried to walk away. I tried to run. And I did... and I felt like such a fucking coward...â Neito trailed off, looking away in shame from his boyfriend.
âNeito...â Tetsutetsu pulled the smaller boy into a tight hug, catching the blond off guard.âDonâf listen to that bastard! Youâre amazing! And beautiful! And incredible! And the fucking manliest man ever and I love you so much! Iâm so sorry youâre dad doesnât see that!â Tetsutetsu nuzzled into Neitoâs neck. He heard Monoma let out a faint chuckle, he felt a hand on his silver hair. Neito sniffed.âThank you, Tetsu.â
The silver-haired boy kissed Monomaâs forehead.âOf course!â Neito smiled softly to himself. Tetsutetsu chuckled, nuzzling Neitoâs face with his own. Neitoâs face was beet red.
Tetsutetsu chuckled, laying his forehead against the blondâs.âYouâre so cute.â He mumbled. Neito ruffled Tetsutetsuâs hair.âI feel like youâre addressing the wrong person.â He replied smoothly. Tetsutetsu laughed, blushing.âHey, Neito. Why didnât you tell me it was your birthday today? You always do. You know how much of an airhead I am.â Tetsutetsu muttered.
Neito eyes widened.âWhy? Itâs my birthday? I completely forgot...â Neito breathed. Tetsutetsu eyes widened in alarm. He tackled Neito in a hug.âYou forgot youâre own birthday... Thatâs how much this was bothering you, huh?â Neito nodded. Tetsutetsu kissed Monoma on the cheek.âYâknow, Imma spoil you today! Even more than I did last year! This is gonna be the best birthday ever for you!â He stated determinedly.
Neito looked at Tetsutetsu shyly with a small smile.âYou better.â He mumbled. He kissed his cheek and wrapped his arms around Tetsutetsuâs neck.âThough I donât know how you can top this.â Neito commented.
Tetsutetsu puffed out his chest.âI am gonna try. A man conquers any challenge full force!â He announced proudly. Neito ruffled his hair and kissed him.âYeah... just donât rush in head first this time.â He joked. Tetsutetsu hugged Neito tightly.âI thought you liked that about me...â he pouted. Neito sighed, rolling his eyes.âI do. But I also need to reign in your worst habits.â
Tetsutetsu narrowed his eyes at him. Neito booped his nose.âCome on. Get ready.â Neito walked out of the room, Tetsutetsu watching him go with a blush. Neito often wore booty shorts to bed and... well...
Neito leaned out of the door to see Tetsutetsu staring off into space. He sighed.âLovely. You need to get ready and stop staring at my ass.â Neito left before his voice came out from the hall.âAnd remember to brush your hair.â
Tetsutetsu took a couple minutes to get ready. Throw on a binder, a baggy shirt, and sweats. And some basic hygiene. While Neito, took twenty minutes.
But, Tetsutetsu was a patient soul. And he knew Monoma liked putting on make-up in the morning. At least he didnât take an hour like during pride.
Neito came out, hair done and face pretty. He wore a casual shirt with a black jacket and pants. Tetsutetsu felt himself blush. Frankly, Neito looked great in anything. And this was no exception.
âAlright, where too then? Since youâre spoiling me.â Neito asked innocently. Tetsutetsu thought for a moment. He would say the arcade, because then he could win Monoma a plushie. As it is a tradition for Tetsutetsu to get him one every once in a while. And by that, that means about every few months.
But he needed to go above and beyond. He hit his hand into his fist at an idea. He grabbed Neito by the hand and dragged him out of his apartment and down the road. Tetsutetsu was a hero. And his paycheck had come in for the month.
âW-where are we going?â Neito asked.âYouâll see!â Was all his boyfriend replied, smiling to himself.
Neito followed quietly when the two arrived at a fancy looking restaurant. It was a high tower, glass walls at the top of the building. Normally, you would have to book a reservation. But heroes had special access as long as they paid a little extra.
Neito looked at Tetsutetsu in surprise. Tetsutetsu was probably the polar opposite of Monoma when it came to what they prefer to dates. A date to Tetsutetsu was the gym or just cuddling at home watching a movie. To Neito, it was a fancy dinner and also cuddling at home.
So, for them to come to a place like this, took Neito off guard. Tetsutetsu seemed to realize something.âOh... I nearly forgot.â He looked at Neito thoughtfully.âYou want me to call Aoyama, Kendo, Ojiro, and Shinso over?â
Neito thought for a moment. He hugged Tetsutetsu from behind.âNo. I just want you today.â He mumbled. Tetsutetsu hummed. He patted Monoma on the head.âAlright.â He replied warmly.
The two walked in, Tetsutetsu getting a table after a bit of begging. Although neither of them were dressed to fit the scene, maybe Monoma, Tetsutetsu on the other hand...
Although, Monoma didnât really cared about the stares of the waiters or the customers. Neither were popular heroes. Not yet anyway. But it was only year 1. They had plenty of time.
Tetsutetsu however, was shrinking back underneath the intense, judgemental gaze. Neito never knew why it was judgement that Tetsutetsu was afraid of. He was so laid back and sociable all the time, it was a stark contrast.
Monoma started leading Tetsutetsu around the restaurant. He squeezed his boyfriends hand gently. Tetsutetsu seemed to snap out of his gaze. He walked closer to Monoma who led them to the elevator to the top floor. It was more private up there, and Tetsutetsu paid even more than he wouldâve to sit up there.
Because there, you could see the entire city. Even if it was just midday, it was still a pretty sight. And it was Monomaâs favorite spot anywhere. Well... almost. It was a close third. There were two more.
Tetsutetsu and him sat in a booth far away from the few people that were already there. Neito looked at Tetsutetsu gratefully. Under the table, he took Tetsuâs hand and intertwined their fingers. He rested his head on the taller boys shoulders. Tetsutetsu felt himself blush profusely.
The waiter come over and seemed to stare at the two. Neito shot up, but kept his hand on Tetsutetsuâs. The two quickly ordered their food. Tetsutetsu of course, trying to order anything with spinach in it. Monoma getting his own french cuisine.
The two ate, and ended up talking, mostly Tetsutetsu going on about work and other things while Neito ended up complaining about 1A or a comic he read that day.
It was almost dusk by the time they finished. Neito sighed to himself.âTime truly does fly.â He commented, looking as the sky was just beginning to turn pink. Tetsutetsu was stuffing cake in his face. Neito gave him a sideways glance and he paused, fork in mouth. He smiled at Neito and Neito felt himself blush.
âWe should get going. Itâs getting late.â He mumbled. Tetsutetsu nodded in response.
The two got out to the street, the sun dipping down into the horizon. Tetsutetsu looked at it, than at Neito. The blondâs eyes were fixed to the sky, the colors reflecting in those already beautiful blue orbs.
Tetsutetsu thought again for a moment. Since they took so long eating, well... dinner would probably be skipped. At least for Monoma. He was always so picky when it comes to overeating.
âSo, what now?â Neito asked. Tetsutetsu hummed cheerily, leading Neito to the docks. Neito followed quietly and curiously, unknowing of Tetsutetsuâs brilliant plan.
It was a bit of a walk, Neitoâs feet started hurting by this point, when they approached a warehouse. Neito looked at it in suspicion.
Tetsutetsu hummed to himself as he opened the door. The two climbed to the roof, where Neito felt his stomach churn.
Neitoâs second favorite spot was a double-edged sword. At one hand, he got to watch the sunset. On the other hand...
Monoma looked the ground. It was at least 2 stories below him. He gripped Tetsutetsuâs arm, feeling himself get sick. Tetsutetsu held him tight.âHey. Itâs ok. I wonât let ya fall.â Tetsutetsu soothed. Monoma nodded.
He glanced out from between Tetsutetsuâs arms as he was sat on the taller boyâs lap. He felt his boyfriendâs warmth against his own, soothed by the tight arms. He let out a shaky breath as he leaned back and stared at the sunset.
The sun was peaking its head, dipping it into the sea, lighting the sky aflame with oranges, reds, and yellows all blending together as if a painter took a brush to it themself. Neito closed his eyes, listening to the sound of the sea mixed with Tetsutetsuâs breathing. He snuggled into Tetsuâs chest. He felt Tetsuâs arms wrapped around him tighter, nuzzling into the blondâs hair with a happy sigh.âI love you.â He mumbled.
Monoma suddenly remembered the feelings he had for the past month. The guilt he had for not defending Tetsu like he shouldâve.âTetsu... I love you too but...â He looked away from the iron-quirked boy.
Tetsutetsu felt a tug of fear in his heart.âWhatâs the matter?â He asked, eyesbrows furrowed. Neito sighed.âI still... Iâm guilty I didnât defend you... from my dad. It pisses me off. He pisses me off. I donât...â Neito felt tears well up.
Tetsutetsu hugged Neito tightly.âItâs ok, Neito. And hey... you walked away like youâve been told too. Iâm proud of you for that. I know stuff like that is hard. But Iâm so damn proud of you. And we donât have to listen to that damn bastard and his dumbass opinions. Weâre happy and thatâs all that matters, alright Neito?â Tetsutetsu looked at the blond with a glance full of all his love, passion, and affection he had for him and then some. Neito felt his heart flutter at the gaze. Tears streamed down his face at his words. He smiled as he hugged Tetsutetsu.
This was his favorite place anywhere. In the arms of the one he loves most, and the one who loves him most.
Tetsutetsu looked at him in alarm.âAre you ok? Youâre crying again.â Neito kissed Tetsutetsu on the lips, in a brief but sweet kiss. Neito wiped his eyes.âYeah, Iâm fine.â His make-up was probably messed up at this point, but he didnât care.
âTetsu... My Prince. Love of my life. Thank you.â Monoma whispered earnestly. Tetsutetsu smiled at him softly. He planted a gentle kiss on his forehead. âOf course.â Tetsutetsu hugged him.âIâm so proud of you. How strong you are. How brave. How incredibly beautiful. Everything.â Tetsutetsu felt his breath caught in his throat as the sun reflect off of Monomaâs face like a perfect picture painted by a skillful hand. His make-up was messed up and eyes red. But he was beautiful nonetheless.
Neito out his forehead against Tetsuâs as the silver-haired boy kept mumbling his praises. Neito shushed him by putting a finger to his lips.âHush and look at me.â Tetsutetsuâs face was red as he did so. âSo close.â He thought.
Neito kissed his lips.âIâm proud of you too, lovely.â He whispered. Tetsutetsu beamed at the praise.
Neito laughed again at him. And the two stayed there for the rest of the time, watching stars for the sky.
Neito was in his favorite place on earth now.
Home, for him, was Tetsutetsu, and he would always appreciate that.