First time

It all started with Midoriya, and that shouldn't have surprised Shouta.

-Thanks, Dad!

He said with that huge, radiant smile of his and Shouta just blinked dazedly. Some students around, after a few surprised seconds, began to giggle.

When Midoriya realized what he had said he thought the child was going to faint in front of him, his face bright red, stuttering so much he didn't understand a word that came out of his mouth.

-Okay, okay. Let's continue the lesson, problem child.

The others kept laughing until he threw them 'that look', and Midoriya spent a long time without having the courage to look at him without being mortified.

Shouta tried to ignore the strange feeling in his chest of satisfaction at that word.

No one needed to know that.

Second time

Surprisingly the second was Iida. They were getting on the bus for an off-campus training, and the kid was like always trying to organize the mess of his classmates, his hands moving so hard that he wondered curiously if he had not already displaced some bone from his first ever doing that.

-Aizawa-Sensei! - And here he comes, his spine erect, his face serious. - All students are in their proper places and ready to go!

-Aye aye. Now go to your place.

-Okay, father!

This time no one was there to listen, and the two stared at each other for a few seconds, until his exaggerated apologies began, his hands flying so fast that Shouta had to divert from the movements or he would've been punched in the face.

- Okay, right. That's alright. Let's go.

He didn't have to speak twice, he was sure the kid had used his quirk to escape.

-I don't earn enough for this shit.

No one saw his small smile, so it didn't happen.

Third time

-Dad, the dormitory's heater is broken.

Todoroki, unlike the others, didn't apologize, even though it was clear that he had realized what he had said. Aizawa stared at him intensely and received the same intense stare back.

In the end, he just sighed.

-Alright, let's go.

Fourth time

Shinso had trained until he collapsed. This was something common for the boy to do. Even without the training, he ended up sleeping in unusual places, but who was Shouta to talk about that, anyway?

It was already a ritual to end up having to take the boy from the training area on his back, so he adjusted him and started walking, hoping to find some corner to sleep in peace for the rest of the afternoon.

-Thanks, Dad.

He looked back surprised and found his face still asleep.

-Tsc.

He hid his smile in his scarf and continued on his way.

Fifth time

It was common for Eri to have nightmares, so he was already accustomed to checking on the little girl at night since she never woke him up. She just stood there in the dark paralyzed and crying silently.

That night, for the first time she was sleeping in peace. Her face relaxed among the many stuffed animals that Mic and some students had given to her. He stood there for a few minutes just staring at her, and when he was about to turn around he heard the sleepy little voice.

-Daddy?

He looked up, feeling his heart racing, and found her red eyes open and still blurred by sleep staring back at him.

He didn't know what to answer for a while.

-Daddy? - She repeated rubbing her eyes. - Can you ... can you stay a little longer?

His shoulders relaxed and he gave a resigned sigh.

-Of course, Eri.

And the sixth

-Why does young Midoriya look so nervous around you in the last few days?

He sighed in exasperation at the tone of the other, a curious and somewhat protective tone that perhaps he didn't realize that he was making.

He ignored the blue eyes on the emaciated face as he fumbled for his wallet to pay for the groceries.

It was the day of shopping for the dorms, and even if he limited the number of students in a rotation to 3 at the most, it was still too much when it included Uraraka and Bakugou. Never Midoriya or Bakugou, this had been an experience he preferred not to repeat.

He did not earn enough for that.

-He called me a father unintentionally and he's embarrassed now.

He said without interest, keeping his eyes on the brats near the van with Mic, that never helps that much.

-Oh. - The other relaxed at his side and he almost rolled his eyes at that. - You too, huh?

- What do you mean?

- Well ... it happened a few times, some of them sometimes slip. - The man looked slightly embarrassed and amused, but there was a satisfied smile on his face. -Young Midoriya more often than anyone, I'll admit.

Of course, this would be the case. Those two had father and son written on the forehead. The man was terrible to disguise the favoritism when he was always talking to everybody whenever that problem child did anything exceptional.

-Even though young Todoroki didn't seem to do it by accident.

Of course, he didn't.

-And young Bakugou always gives a little ... hn, a scandal when it happens.

-Bakugou called you dad?

Now that he wanted to see.

-Sometimes. Let me pay for this.

He accepted without a fuss. When All Might opened his wallet - All Might's theme 'young Midoriya gave it to me, haha' - he saw it.

He blinked in disbelief, and the man closed it quickly with a red face, but it was too late.

-Do you have pictures of them in your wallet too?

-Of course not, I'm just keeping it for a while and ... too?

-What?

-You said too.

-No, I didn't.

- Sure you did.

-I didn't, you're senile.

The other stared at him for a few seconds and then started to laugh.

-Shoutaaa, your children are hungry.

Mic's scream saved him for the first time and he hurried out of the market ignoring the laughter of the stupid blond behind him and the curious looks of the people around them.

-Tell them to wait.

He grunted when he was close enough.

Just inside the van, he realized what he had said.

"Your children."

He looks at the 'other' stupid blonde and just knew that he had done it on purpose.

-Fuck you.

- Now now, don't give a bad example for your children, Shouta,

-Die, Mic. Kirishima put the belt on.

-Yes, Da...I mean, Aizawa-sensei.

That was his life now.

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