A/N: Filler ✨

"Touya." 

The tattooed alpha grunts, eyes still closed and heavy with drowsiness. The voice is so distant to his ears, easily forgotten as he rolls over onto his side with the decision to ignore it altogether. If he's lucky, maybe it's just a dream and he's not actually being woken up at God knows what hour. 

He startles awake at the foot being shoved into his back, cursing loudly as he shoots upright to glare at his attacker. He's not even the slightest bit surprised to see Izuku standing over him with that fucking smug ass look on his face. If Touya wasn't worried he'd break all of Inko's nice furniture, he'd take Izuku right the the fucking staircase. 

"I'm gonna take that foot and I'm gonna fucking break it, you little shit. I know your mother taught you not to put your feet on people." 

"Quit whining and get up, you lazy shit. It's already almost noon and dad says you're supposed to be helping me with the yard. The longer we wait, the hotter it's gonna get and I'm not tryna die of a fuckin' heat stroke." 

"I hope you trip on the porch steps and swallow your front teeth." Touya hisses, tugging a hand through his hellacious hair with a sigh. He can smell something heinously greasy being cooked up in the kitchen and his stomach growls, to which he decides to relent and throw the blankets off in favor of dragging himself to the kitchen table for some of Inko's cooking. He goes to stand when a white piece of fabric is thrown onto his head. 

"Put a shirt on." 

"Why?" 

"Because Kacchan is here and you need to at least be halfway decent, you goddamn dumpster fire." 

"I'm wearing pants; that is halfway decent." 

"Put the fucking shirt on."

"You put the fuckin' shirt on. What, you worried that Katsuki's gonna fall in love with me after he gets a look at these guns?" Touya teases, flexing his muscles. Izuku just stands there glaring at him, unmoving and obviously not going to leave Touya alone until he agrees to wear the shirt so Touya hisses at him and pulls the shirt over his head but not without flipping Izuku off first. Satisfied, the freckled alpha turns and leaves for the kitchen. Touya bristles and rolls his eyes. "Fuckin' dramatic bitch." 

"Heard that." 

"Yeah, yeah, whatever." Touya grumbles, dragging his feet and scratching at his abs as he makes his way to the kitchen. 

He's a little surprised to see Shouto standing at the stove and not Inko. He's got his hair tied back, yellow apron over his clothes as he makes what Touya assumes to be hash browns. Izuku is practically glued to his back, hands at his waist and lips kissing at his neck. Shouto giggles, craning his neck and squeaking when Izuku's lips graze against his mating gland. 

Touya wants to vomit. 

"Get a fucking room, would you? People eat in here." 

Shouto promptly flips him off with a laugh, shrugging Izuku off of him and asking him to get some drinking glasses down to set the table with. 

He slants his body just enough to watch Touya come staggering into the kitchen like a drunkard. "Brother. You look like shit." He greets the alpha, gesturing for him to sit down at the table. Touya huffs haughtily, plopping down into the chair at the end of the table. "Gotta love those good Todoroki genes." 

"I was talking about that bruise that got bitch slapped onto your jaw last night." 

"Don't start, Sho." 

"I'm just sayin'. You know mom was really upset last night; I've never seen him cry before." 

"Full of shit." 

"I'm not. He thinks that you hate him and blames himself for everything that's happened. Says he wishes he could get you to see how much he loves you and just wants for us to be happy. Asked me what he could do to be a better mom. It was really fuckin' sad, actually." 

And now Touya feels guilty. 

It's not his mother's fault that Touya fucking hates his mom's new husband. And contrary to popular belief, Touya isn't angry with his mother about separating from their sire. He understood why it was necessary. He's happy that they're both doing things that make them happier people after being miserable for so long. Admittedly, it's selfish for Touya to be so angry about who his mother loves. He knows. 

He just wishes that his mother would have married someone who actually gives a shit about Enji. 

Everyone thinks Keigo is a good guy. That he's good for their mom. But Touya thinks he's an arrogant, selfish and immature asshole and that Enji could do so much better than him. 

But…

Well, fuck. He shouldn't be taking his anger out on his mom. He's had enough heartache. 

"If you're tryna guilt trip me, it's fuckin' working. I'm gonna call him, alright? I'm still not going home right now cause Keigo's dumb face pisses me off but I can at least apologize to mom." 

"Good on you." Shouto says, patting Touya on the back as he slides a plate in front of him. It's piled high with loaded hash browns and sausage; almost like Shouto is rewarding him. Touya's not even mad at that. 

He looks up from the plate at the sound of little feet padding down the stairs, smile stretching across his lips as he sees Katsuki come pittering into the kitchen. He's dressed a little differently today---donned in a pleated white mini skirt and a pastel pink halter top, white, thigh high socks hugging at his slim little legs. It's cute…

But it's also showing a lot more skin than Katsuki usually shows---a lot more of his curves. 

Touya has to clear his throat, almost feels himself sweating as he tears his eyes away to focus on his meal instead, taking the glass of apple juice that Izuku sets in front of him and downing it all at once to quench his dry, parched throat. 

"Kacchan~! You're so cute in your little stockings, honey." Izuku greets him, leaning down to hug and squeeze the little blonde tightly. The omega smiles, cute little flush along his cheeks. "Thank you, Izu-nii!" 

Touya chokes on his apple juice. 

"Izu-nii?" Shouto parrots with a curious smile and Katsuki confirms with a nod. "I wanted to give Izuku a nice nickname since he had gifted one to me, so he told me to just call him Izu-nii from now on." He explains and Izuku beams proudly next to him, gently pinching at Katsuki's cheeks. "Isn't it the cutest? Not cuter than our little Kacchan, of course~" 

Shouto giggles, reaching out to pet Katsuki on the head. "It's super cute. You're outfit is very pretty today, Katsuki. Did you pick it out yourself?" He asks and Katsuki shakes his head. "Mrs. Inko picked my clothes out for me before she left for the morning. Izu-nii had to help with the zipper on the back of my skirt. My arms are not very long." He says, sitting down at the table across from Touya. It occurs to Touya that they're not just coddling Katsuki at this point but they're making sure that Katsuki feels validated. Constant reassurances are probably going to help keep those nasty doubts away. 

Katsuki flashes that beaming smile at Touya and the alpha thinks he might die of a heart attack. Katsuki wasn't this cute before. Or was he always that cute and Touya just hadn't noticed? Maybe it's just his brain working overtime, still foggy from being abruptly jarred from his sleep. 

"Good morning, Touya!" 

"H-Hey, angel." And an angel, he is. 

"Does everyone have cute nicknames for Katsuki except for me? I feel so left out!" Shouto whines and Izuku narrows his eyes at Touya. Honestly, where does he get off by giving his Kacchan a pet name? "How about we steal Touya's and make it yours?" 

Touya pulls a wry smile. Does Izuku really wanna go at this all damn day? 

"Fine, you can have it. Got a new one for him." 

"You do?" Katsuki chimes in curiously, oblivious to the toxic amount of testosterone swirling about in the air between the two alphas. Touya's smile softens as he turns his attention back to the tiny blonde. "I sure do, kiddo. Since Shouto wants to call you angel, you're my little kitty cat. How does that sound, kitten?" 

Izuku looks like he's about to jump right out of his skin and tear Touya a new asshole but giggles shyly and tries to hide his ruddy cheeks away by tucking his face against his shoulder. Something about watching him get all flustered makes Touya's skin burn hot to the touch---makes him decide that he rather likes it. 

Kitten it is. 

#

Touya isn't any stranger to getting his hands dirty; not at all. Before his grandfather died and his grandmother sold it off to move away, Touya spent his summers at their ranch tending to the horses and the lawns. He did not, however, have any experience in gardening. He's expressed this to Izuku, of course, along with his desire to not royally fuck up the nice flowers in his mother's flowerbeds but the other alpha simply gave him a smug glance and told him to 'quit bitching about it' and get to work. 

Touya is convinced that Izuku only lives to see him fail. 

He's sweating like a pig, incredibly focused on pulling only the weeds from the garden lest he incur upon Inko's wrath as Izuku finishes bagging the leaves up on the lawn. He seems to be finding joy in Touya's struggling. 

"Hurry it up, dickbag, we still have to mow the lawn and clean the gutters." 

"I hate you so much." 

"I know, and it fills me with indescribable joy." 

The screen door being kicked open and slamming closed grabs their attention, both alphas grinning from ear to ear when their favorite tiny blonde comes into view. He's barefoot once again, shuffling forward with tiny steps as he concentrates all of his energy into balancing a tray of drinks in his hands. Lemonade. 

"Izu-nii! Touya!" He exclaims, a little out of breath from the strain of carrying the tray but he's beaming his bright and triumphant smile right into their eyes. "I---I made lemonade for you! You look very thirsty and since I am incapable of helping with the yard work, I wanted to be able to contribute in this way, at least. Please enjoy it! Sho-chan helped me cut the lemons." 

"He looks so proud of himself, look at his little dimples~" Izuku coos, dropping the rake and honing in on Katsuki to take the tray from him and sit it on the porch railing. He takes a glass and drinks from it in heaping gulps, sighing his satisfaction as he sets the now empty glass onto the tray. "That was tasty, babe, thanks so much." He praises and Katsuki shifts back and forth from heel to toe excitedly. Touya will never get tired of the way that Katsuki nearly implodes on himself whenever he receives praise for doing well---it's single-handedly the most wholesome thing he's ever laid his eyes on. 

He raises up from the garden and pulls off his gloves, reaching over Katsuki to grab the second glass and drinking it slowly in comparison to Izuku quite literally just inhaling it. It's just the right amount of sweet, dripping from the corners of Touya's mouth and down the column of his throat to mingle with the sweat already dripping down his abs but it's incredibly refreshing in the early summer heat. He licks the liquid off of his lips as he pulls the glass away, flashing Katsuki a toothy grin. 

"You did an amazing job, Kitty. You'll have to make some more for me soon, yeah?" He says, watching Katsuki shyly hide his face behind his hands. 

"T-Thank you. U-Um...I could go and get you some more if you're still thirsty." 

"No, that's okay, kiddo. Gonna go ahead and get this yard finished so I can come in and get a shower." Touya politely declines, lightly scratching under Katsuki's chin and watching the boy nearly melts under his fingertips. 

An ice cube collides with the side of Touya's head. 

"Alright, slacker, get back to work." Izuku borderline growls at him and Touya, more amused than he is annoyed, just shrugs and goes back to tending to the garden. 

It's a little easier with Katsuki around, content with sitting in the shade of the porch and watching them from the swing.  

#

"FUCK!" 

It startles the entire house, Shouto nearly dropping the pan of hot cookies onto the floor as Katsuki's tiny voice shrieks out a string of curse words. He's hunched over himself on the floor, seemingly nursing an aching foot. It doesn't take much for Touya to piece together that the poor thing has accidentally kicked the kitchen table and it takes every single bit of his restraint to not burst into laughter right then and there at the look of both Izuku and Shouto's faces. The shade of red plastered onto their faces is enough to rival the ripest of tomatoes; Shouto even looks like he might cry. Touya smacks the table with the palm of his hand several times, free hand clapped over his mouth and tears in his eyes as he holds in his own howling laughter until it's enough to make his chest hurt.

"K-Katsuki! That's a bad word; where did you hear that?!" Shouto fusses, sitting the cookies down onto the counter and taking off the over mitts to go and check on him. Katsuki whines, allowing Shouto to look over his aching foot and massage his swelling toes in his hand. 

"I-It isn't a bad word, Sho-chan. I am expressing myself." He pouts and Shouto smacks his lips. "Oh, honey. Those are very rude words---" 

"But...Izu-nii says curse words all of the time." 

Shouto doesn't have an argument for that. 

"Christ, Shouto, call down. Katsuki isn't a child; it's not the end of the world if he says a curse word or two." Touya tries to reason, coughing into his hand to silence the rest of his bubbling laughter. Shouto glares at him. "You don't understand! He's so pure-hearted and sweet! It's so easy to say one little curse word won't hurt and then the next thing you know he hates everyone and everything just like the rest of us and then he's not our sweetheart anymore!" He objects, throwing his hands up in the air. 

"What I'm hearing is that you're not ready for him to grow up. I can understand that. But consider Katsuki for a moment. He's gone his entire life without experiencing any of the things that we did. Yes, it means that he wasn't exposed to as much grief or heartache. Means that he wasn't forced to grow up too fast. But Katsuki hasn't ever felt what it was like to be alive. To deprive him of that because you aren't ready is just selfish." 

Izuku is pissed that he can't think of a valid argument for that. 

And even more pissed that Touya is still going on about it. 

"Think about it. He supposed to spend all of his heats alone and miserable? What about when he wants kids or when he finds an alpha that he likes?"

"Okay, curse words are one thing and masturbating is understandable but dating is a no-no." Izuku chides and Touya rolls his eyes. "What, are you his dad now? You can't just hide him away from the world forever---" 

"I'm not gonna let any alpha take advantage of him, either! I don't trust any single one of them and whether Kacchan is a kid or not, he's way too trusting when it comes to people! He even trusts someone like you, how could I not be worried?!" 

"Izuku, that was mean!" Katsuki scolds the alpha, brows furrowed as his cute little face scrunches angrily. It's a little difficult to take him seriously this way but it's clear that he means business. He stands up from the floor, arms folding over his chest. "Touya has been very kind to me and has come to save me numerous times without ever having taken advantage of me! He is one of the very first people to ever be kind and honest to me without obligation! He is my first real friend! Why do you insist on treating him so horribly?" 

Izuku sighs, a stern look on his face.

"Katsuki, you don't understand." 

"Why would you assume that I do not understand? I am not---" 

"Katsuki, you don't know anything! You're naive and you're impressionable and you're gullible, baby, do you get that? I know you wanna make friends and be normal or whatever but you don't know what's best for you." 

Katsuki's frown deepens into a sorrowful scowl and Izuku can tell that he's hurt Katsuki's feelings. 

"You...think that I am dumb." 

"That's not what I---" 

"You just said that I do not know anything!" 

Shit, he's going to cry. Of course he's going to cry. 

"...Katsuki." 

The omega shakes his head, trying and failing to blink his tears away. 

"I do not wish to speak to you anymore." He sniffles, turning on his heels to leave a sense of finality behind in favor of going back up to his room instead. Touya thinks it's a wise decision that they let him be. Pestering him about it without giving him any time to calm down is begging for an emotional breakdown. 

Shouto breaks the silence with a punch to Izuku's arm, annoyed that his alpha had barely even budged at the force of the strike. 

"Look what you did, you asshole!"

"Shouto, baby, I'm---" 

"I don't wanna hear it! You know how sensitive he is about this and it's not his fucking fault that he is the way that he is. Your problem is that you don't know how to keep your opinions to your fucking self." 

Izuku sighs---has the decency to look sheepish about it, at least. 

"I'll...I'll talk to him."

"You've done enough. Leave him alone." Shouto huffs, leaving Izuku in the kitchen to reflect on what he's done and following Katsuki up the stairs. Izuku sinks down into his chair with an agonizing groan. 

"You know, you suck pretty fuckin' bad at this." 

"...Touya." 

"What?"

"Shut up."