~ Third Person P.O.V ~

A/N SEE, I'm not that much of a dick. . .

Everything seemed to be moving in slow motion, Katsuki quickly pulled the trigger- shooting Hanji as he and Shoto ran past them to get to Izuku. Everyone else stood still, as if they were trying to process what the hell just happened.

Just as it looked like Izuku was about to slip from everyone's grasp and fall, Shoto and Katsuki's hands shot out- latching on to him.

"Damn it!" Izuku yelled out in pain as blood dripped from his stomach.

Since the two boy's were holding onto him his abdomen was being stretched out, adding onto the pain he already felt from his wound. Cautiously, Shoto and Katsuki reeled him back up- trying to be mindful of the gunshot he had.

Once he was successfully back on the roof, it seemed like everyone snapped back from their little daze.

"Levi we need one your medics here now!" Shoto yelled, taking off his shirt and applying it to the injury with pressure. "One of you go get a car and bring it around! Kat I need you to get him."

Katsuki nodded, gently scooping his green haired boyfriend into his arms. "It's going to be okay baby," He whispered, pushing his curls out of his face. "Just hang on."

"Damn. . . I've really been through it, huh?" Izuku jested, grimacing as he coughed up splatters of blood. "I just can't catch a break."

The bond shot Izuku a soft, bittersweet smile- marveling over how he was able to crack a joke even with a bullet lodged in him. Katsuki, along with everyone else, briskly ran down the stairs- while Shoto and Levi reluctantly stayed behind to take care of everything.

"Am I gonna die?" Izuku asked in a labored voice, eyes welling up with tears.

Shaking his head vehemently Katsuki shushes him soothingly, by then they were at the car- he climbed in carefully, with Izuku resting on his lap. "You're not gonna die Izu, me and Shoto are going to make sure of it. . . I promise." Katsuki cooed.

"How are you sure?" He shot back, Izuku's eye lids getting heavier by the second.

"Because I've been shot before too," Katsuki said softly, he was trying to get the boy to keep talking- and he knew Izuku's curiosity was probably eating away at him from his statement.

Green eyes widened for a fraction of a second, Izuku moved Katsuki's hands from Shoto's bloodied shirt- applying pressure himself now. "Really. . . Where at?" Izuku asked, eyes darting around as if he were trying to find the old wound.

Katsuki shook his head in an amused yet somber manner, pulling the front of his shirt down and revealing a circular scar on his shoulder- the skin slightly raised there. 

"See? And I'm still alive and breathing, plus when it's all over you get a cool battle scar." Katsuki chuckled quietly, impatiently tapping his foot as Mikasa drove the car around like a mad man. "Easy crazy, he's bleeding out back here!"

"Would you rather I drive like an old lady?" Mikasa shot back, her eyes wild with fear as she looked at Izuku in the rearview mirror.

Sure, she was bitch to him but. . . he was one of the only interesting people around. Izuku was the only one who had the balls to go after her with everything he's got, and she admired that. Mikasa had found herself respecting him. She didn't want him to do die.

"You worried about me?" Izuku asked her weakly, a smug smirk lightly toying with his lips. When Mikasa let out a huff and blushed a light pink he chuckled. "Awe, so the bitch does have a heart."

"Just- shut up and save your breath."

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*Two month time skip because I can*

A lot had happened since that day in America. The bullet was successfully extracted from Izuku, it had just barely missed one of his main arteries- and he made a somewhat speedy recovery. Soon after, Levi as well as the others flew back out to Japan and took Shigaraki and his crew down for good.

As of right now, Shoto and Katsuki had appointed temporary leadership to Hitoshi while they took a mini break from the gang to spend time with Izuku and their mother's. Which Izuku couldn't be happier about.

Speaking of Izuku, Rei had taken legal guardianship of the green haired boy after Inko's funeral- and he is currently staying with her and Shoto. As for Mitsuki and Katsuki. . . they were just fine by themselves with the occasional exception of Masaru trying to live their peacefully.

Which never happens but hey, a man can dream.

The three boys were at the Todoroki residence, Shoto and Katsuki lounging on the duel haired male's bed while Izuku was just barely getting out of the shower.

Quickly throwing one of Katsuki's hoodie's over his head and slipping on a pair of basketball shorts. "Shoto we ran out of shampoo!" Izuku called out, walking back into the room and nestling in between both boys.

"Why must you insist on using my shampoo?" Shoto whined playfully, pecking him on the temple.

"Because then I get to smell like a peppermint too!" Izuku chirped, "Besides don't put all the blame on me. . . Kacchan uses it too."

"Damn ZuZu just throw me under the bus why don't you," The blond muttered, running his fingers through Izuku's jade curls.

Shoto raised a frosty white eyebrow, his heterochromatic eyes burning with smugness. "Does he now? I didn't know this- I guess I'll just have to return the favor and use your shampoo won't I baby?" He smirked, never breaking eye contact with Katsuki.

Izuku beamed from ear to ear, joining his duel haired boyfriend in teasing their blond. "Ooh, maybe I will too- seeing as though we ran out of Sho's." 

"I hate you both," Katsuki groaned, throwing his head back in mock irritation. Surprisingly, both Katsuki and Izuku had somehow managed to get better in control of their 'anger issues'.

"No you don't." Shoto bit back, a coy smile gracing his pink lips. "If that were true you wouldn't be dating us."

"Facts!" The freckled teen chimed in.

"No, no- I do, in fact, hate you both. Especially you Half and Half." The blond growled, playfully punching Shoto in the arm.

"Half and Half? I haven't heard that one in a while." He mused, waggling his eyebrows sardonically. "Is there a reason for bringing back my old nickname?"

Izuku sat up, stretching out his arms to separate the two. "Before you send Kacchan over the edge let me just say. . ."

The two looked at him expectantly, waiting to see what the boy was going to say. Only for it to never come as he begins giggling like a mad man. "Nevermind, I don't have anything to say- I just wanted to stop you guys before a fight broke out." Izuku giggled.

"A fight I would easily win." Shoto smirked.

"What? No way in hell, Izu who would win in a fight?" Katsuki asked, he and the duel haired male turning their full attention onto Izuku.

"Me, if you two keep testing my patience." Izuku glared, quickly pecking them both on the lips. "I love you guys." He said, trying to draw attention away from the previous topic.

"I love you too nerd."

"I love him more." 

"No fucking way I do-"

"Boys! Don't make me kick your asses!"

Hello Cricket Cultists!! 

Soooo last chapter? I'm sorry guys, but it took so much energy out of me to continue this book. But I kind of liked how I ended it soooo that's good! I completely forgot about the Q and A so Idk if that'll be posted or not.

And that's all for now!!!