I spent most of that evening in Katsuki bed, cuddled up in between my two boys. Our fight may have only been two days, but it felt like a lifetime. Especially since I thought it was the end of our relationship entirely. We were in our own little bubble, just enjoying the peace and quiet with each other.

Until our bubble was popped by the vibration of my phone.

I felt as both of them tensed in sync with me. "He hadn't texted all day. Was it stupid I had hoped the messages were over?" I asked them, not even bothering to reach for my back pocket. I had no curiosity to see how Shigaraki was threatening me after our little squabble.

I felt a hand reach into my back pocket and slip my phone out. "Morbidly curious?" I asked Eijirou with as much humor as I could muster.

"It's not Shigaraki," the redhead said, making me melt against Katsuki from the physical wave of relaxation that swept through me. "It's Uraraka. I think you should probably look at this," he finished, his voice firm as he shifted my phone towards me.

I groaned, but rolled onto my back and snatched the device. My eyes widened slightly as I read the message.

Tilt-A-Hurl-

Ash just texted me and you need to call me NOW

"That fucking snitch," I hissed at my phone. Of course Ashido had to go and fill my overprotective best friend in on my plans. I watched as another text appeared.

Tilt-A-Hurl-

You have your read receipts on dumbass

I had to take a deep breath as my phone started ringing. I didn't have much of a choice, she'd just keep calling if I didn't pick up. Worse case scenario, she gets so desperate that she calls my mom.

"Izuku Midoriya," Uraraka's bone chilling voice filled the room as soon as I hit accept, the only other sound being vicious shuffling from her end, like she was repeatedly throwing things around. "You sit your little ass down and you do not move until I am at your door, got it?"

I blinked and flashed each of my boyfriends a look to see if that also just heard what she said. "What?" I asked stupidly, but I just couldn't wrap my mind around her words.

"What part of do not move are you confused about?" she all but growled over the line. She was pissed, like terrifyingly pissed. I was so fucked.

I swallowed hard, starting to feel a little warm from anxiety. "Um, Ura, what do you mean until you're at my door?" I asked, my voice wavering.

My normally sweet, caring, and kind best friend let out a harsh laugh that did anything but put me at ease. "Todoroki already gave his dad a bullshit excuse to use the jet. We'll be there by three a.m."

Suddenly the shuffling on her end made sense. She was packing angrily. Oh fuck, I'm so fucked.

"Ura," I said with a nervous chuckle as my eyes darted towards both of my boyfriends in panic. "Let's not be too hasty, it's not that big of a deal. I don't think you guys need to come all the way-"

I was cut off by startled noise from the other end of the call. "Not that big of a deal?" she asked, her voice the calm before the storm. "Not that big of a deal?!" She screamed into her mic, causing me to try and cover my ears from the volume. "You dumb ass is plotting to murder Shigaraki and you don't think that's a big deal? Are you fucking kidding me right now?"

I went quiet, the only noise coming from her labored breathing on the other end. "See you at three," I mumbled.

"You better be in your fucking PJs and tucked into your god damn bed when we get there," she seethed as another thunk was heard from her side. I knew in just a few hours that sound would be coming from my skull as she bashed it in. Figuratively, of course. Okay, maybe just a little physical bashing...

I looked down at the arm currently wrapped around my waist belonging to a very possessive blond. "You'd have to get Kacchan to let go of me first," I said, my voice just above a whisper.

"They're there?" she screeched. "Am I on speaker right now?" Her voice had flipped back to lethal calm, and that scared me more than the yelling.

"Yes," I squeaked out.

"You two motherfuckers better not let him out of your sight, got it?" I watched as Eijirou nodded, even though she couldn't see him. I guess she scared everyone when she was pissed off. "If I show up and he's gone or there's a single fucking hair out of place on his head, I will cut your dicks off, send them through a blender, force feed them to you, and then brutally murder you."

Eijirou looked queasy at her words and even Katsuki was smart enough to be disturbed.

"Am I understood?"

My mom should have taken notes from Uraraka. If that girl had been the one threatening boarding school, maybe I would have actually listened.

Two quiet voices rang out in acknowledgement. Somehow Uraraka had scared two of the scariest people I knew. Gods help us if she ever decided she wanted to rule the world.

"Izuku?" Uraraka spoke again, making a violent shudder pass through me.

"Yeah?" My voice was still quiet, scared that she wasn't done with her tirade.

"I love you, please don't go anywhere. I really don't want to chop off your boyfriends' dicks." Her voice was laced with disgust and I couldn't help but laugh.

"Not going anywhere, I also really don't want you to chop off their dicks," I replied. I wasn't planning on going anywhere before her threats, I would just be an absolute idiot to try something after.

Katsuki shifted behind me, his mouth dangerously close to my ear. "Wouldn't be much fun for you then, huh?"

I turned bright red at the comment, genuinely caught off guard. Eijirou was smirking at the two of us, he had to have known the nature of Katsuki's words even without hearing them. It wasn't hard to guess, especially with my overheated face.

"Shut up," I grumbled in embarrassment. Uraraka was still on the phone, it wasn't a good time for dick comments.

"Good," Uraraka said, completely oblivious to the situation. "See you soon!"

"Mhm," I hummed in reply right before the call disconnected.

"So, your friends are coming to visit," Eijirou said, leaving the comment open ended. He sat back on his hands, eyeing me and the blond.

Katsuki let his head rest on my shoulder. He let his nose lightly trace from my neck to my jaw, causing me to involuntarily tilt my head to the side, giving him better access. "Tell the insomniac to stay home," he complained in a deep voice.

"Can't," I responded, a little breathless.

He gently nipped my ear, resulting in a full body shiver from me. "Why the hell not?" His breath fanned the side of my face and was not helping me concentrate.

Realizing his little game, I pushed his face away and shook my head. I smiled at his antics and the fact they almost worked. "Because Shinou's really good with a gun," I said truthfully.

Eijirou chuckled at my answer. "That bodes really well for us, Kats," he said, his voice laced with sarcasm.

I strained my neck so I could look at the blond. He had a calculating look in his eye. "How good?"

Of course that was his initial response. I shrugged, pushing myself up so I was leaning against the headboard. "His dad was on the force, so he pretty much learned to walk at a gun range."

"His dad's a cop?" Katsuki asked in complete and utter disbelief.

"Was," I clarified. "He died when Shinsou was like thirteen, right before he met me." I remembered because his dad's death was the reason he moved to my town back then. He'd been riddled with mourning, totally fucked in the head at that point, and my suicidal preteen brain had been like a moth to a flame. We were best friends after the first week.

"So, he's out of practice?" Katsuki asked, a little more relaxed.

I looked at him in accusation. "I tell you one of my best friend's dads is dead and that's all you care about?"

"No," Katsuki said, brushing it off. "You just told me your ex's dad is dead and that's all I care about."

Eijirou decided then would be a good time to join in. "An ex who admitted to being in love with you and is actively trying to steal you from us," he shrugged to punctuate his statement.

"You're both awful," I said with a shake of my head.

Eijirou grabbed my chin in a firm grasp, forcing me to look at him and his dopey ass grin (he knew that shit made me melt every time, there was no way he didn't). "But you love us anyway."

I pushed his hand down while leaning in to give him a quick peck on the lips. "Don't remind me," I sassed, a smug smile on my lips.

"Oh," Eijirou said with his own sly smile. He looked down at his phone for a second before looking back at me. "But I have five hours to remind you before Uraraka kills all of us."

"Hm." I wrapped my arms around his neck, one hand combing through the hair at the back of his neck. "And how are you planning to spend those five hours?" I asked, tilting my head to the side in an act of innocence, as if I didn't know what was going through his mind.

His crimson eyes flashed behind me, just as another set of hands landed on my hips. "I think we can come up with a few ideas," he said knowingly, as if they had talked about it. I realized then that I might be into that idea.

ofc ofc i couldn't end this book without a little more shinsou drama. also no smut for you, i'm horrible at writing it and that shits so embarrassing when you're bad at writing it. you get slutty scenes, not smutty scenes, deal with it.