authors pov

12:00 PM MUSTAFA, JAPAN

"everyone, meet the pro hero, angel," eijiro says as him and y/n walk through the doors of the office.

everyone turns around to see y/n in all her glory. she nods, feeling awkward that she hasn't spoke to her class in years.

'damn...'

"hey, it's nice to see you all again," she smiles. everyone smiles and nods back at her easing the tension in the room. "don't mind the green haired boy," she points to the corner of the room with her wing. aimilios is there on her phone, lollipop in his mouth. 

"oh yeah," mina says, tugging at her pink curls. "eiji told us you were coming with a kid,"

"yeah. i don't know why he decided to tell everyone though," y/n says, through gritted teeth. eijiro laughs, scratching his cheek. 

"is he yours?" momo inquires. 

"yep. he's mine," y/n breathes out. "milios, say hi to everyone," aimilios looks up, waving at the heroes then looks back down at the phone to watch shera, princess of power. 

"he's so cute!"

"he has your quirk,"

"he's precious, y/n,"

'doesn't he kinda look like...?'

"and his name's milios?" y/n shakes her head.

"his name is aimilios," she says. "but i and some other close friends call him milios. you know for short," the rest of the heroes nod, understanding. "anyway. lets start with this meeting, shall we?"

~

"sorry, we're late," katsuki says, barging into the conference room, where momo was presenting before she got interrupted. "there was sludge villains in the middle of town. me and the nerd had to take of them,"

y/n looks up from playing with aimilios' hair. aimilios' pouts, opening his green eyes. he tugs on the sleeves of his mother's hero costume, trying to get her attention. 

"yeah. sorry, we're late," izuku says, walking in and sliding the door shut behind him. "it's nice to see everyone-y/n?"

izuku's eyes land on y/n, her doing the same with everyone watching. 

"bakugo's outside," she says, picking up aimilios. "you too, todoroki," 

"fuck," eijiro mumbles to katsuki and shoto. "she only calls us by our last names is she's really, really mad,"

"and who do you think made her 'really, really' mad, shitty hair?" katsuki says as he walks out the room. 

"to be honest, eijiro," shoto starts. "you were the one that told everyone. i thought a secret like that would be kept secret unless she gave permission,"

"but kat told me!"

"yeah. because y/n knows i would tell you,"

"oh," the close the door behind them, letting the remainder of class talk.

'was that y/n..?' 

~

"milios?" y/n says, making him look up at her.

"yes, mama?" he asks. 

"ears," he nods at y/n's word as she gives him the air pods. aimilios knows when his mother gets angry, it's never a good sign. and he knows whenever she says 'ears' and she's around someone, that someone or somebodies are gonna be folded. but aimilios doesn't always listen; oh i wonder we he gets it from. 

"so no one was gonna tell me that the fucking father of my child was gonna be here?" she whisper shouts, knowing that people in class a would want to listen in. "no one?" shoto, katsuki and eijiro look down. "and people wonder why i stop talking to the class,"

"mama?" y/n looks down to aimilios without the air pods. "is the man in there with green hair my daddy?"