REQUESTED BY: Avocado_BestBoi

A/N: Get ready for a Twins AU! Enjoy! This is gonna be a lengthy one ^w^

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"Do... do you really have to go?" The little girl sniffled, wiping her eyes with her sleeve.

"I'm sorry (n/n)-chan, but Papa says we have to!" The brunet consoled, hugging her with a frown.

His older twin stood there beside her, hand tightly clasping hers, an identical frown on his own face.

"Izuru, Hajime, it's time to go!" The boys' mother called from inside.

"I'll miss you," the girl whimpered.

"We'll miss you too! So much!"

Hajime awoke with a start, Izuru's hand firmly landing on his chest.

"Get up, it's time for school," the older boy said in monotone.

"Y- you know you don't have to wake me up like we're still in middle school, right?" Hajime gave his brother a glare, flipping the covers over so that he could sit up.

Izuru just walked away, his long black hair trailing behind him.

A lot had changed in the past ten years for them. Their family had moved to Japan to live closer to their sick maternal grandparents, and along the way the boys discovered and honed their talents: Izuru as the Ultimate Analyst, and Hajime as the Ultimate Counselor. They were accepted into Hope's Peak and had been looking forward to meeting their new classmates.

Now enrolled into Class 77-A, the two began their day together. Despite having separate rooms, neither of them had really minded staying with one another; it was part of a special bond they shared (that, and Hajime used to be scared of sleeping alone).

They both got dressed and walked to the cafeteria together to eat breakfast. They could see a few others milling about; older students walked quickly to get simple snacks like muffins or fruit, and others sat together with trays, laughing and talking together.

They both got their food and found an empty table in the corner to sit at. As they ate, Izuru spotted a girl in a hurry, nearly tripping over her own shoes. She looked... vaguely familiar, and as his narrowed eyes remained on her she met his gaze for a second before rushing on.

(e/c) eyes, so close in his memory...

He hummed, finally recognizing her. "Ah, it's (y/n)."

"Who?" Hajime murmured distractedly, still eating his banana.

Izuru sighed. "(y/n). Don't you remember, that girl with the (h/c) hair that used to follow you around all the time when we were kids?"

Hajime paused, narrowing his eyes in thought. Then they lit up, and he nodded. "Oh, I remember! ... wait, (y/n) is here-?"

He turned in his seat, trying to spot her.

"She's already left," Izuru pointed out blandly. "You'll look idiotic trying so hard to find her now."

The brunet gave him a frown, turning back to his banana. "Do you think she'll be in our class?"

"Why else would she be here?"

You were so, so late.

You'd planned to get up earlier than you had and try to meet your classmates, but unfortunately you slept through your first alarm and ended up waking at your usual time. You were already cursing your lack of time, so you threw on your uniform and decided to grab a muffin and a fruit from the cafeteria to try and get to your classroom early.

You were tripping over every other step, cursing yourself all the way, when you stepped into the cafeteria and your wandering eyes caught someone else's.

Familiar red eyes met yours, and your own widened for a second before you looked away, searching for your favorite flavor of muffin.

Maybe that was one of my new classmates, you thought to yourself as you picked up the last (flavor) muffin and a (fruit).

Later that day, and you were sitting at lunch with some of your new classmates. They seemed friendly enough, though you couldn't help but be taken aback when you noticed that a certain pair were in your class with you. You recalled that Izuru was the one you must have locked eyes with that morning, and all of your nervousness came rushing back to you.

Hajime and Izuru, boys you hadn't seen since you were five or six, were sitting in class with you, both in the middle rows. You were in front, so you couldn't exactly twist and look back at them when you heard their names called.

Oh gosh, it's been years, you thought as you ate your food. What do I do? What do I say? Do they even remember me?

You recalled how you used to play with them and your cheeks pinkened. I hope they don't remember the huge crush I had on Hajime... geez, that'd be embarrassing.

Footsteps made you look up, and speak of the devil, Hajime was standing near your table with Izuru, a friendly look on his face.

"Hi, can we sit with you?" He asked.

"Sure," one of your classmates said.

He looked to you, and you nodded hesitantly, your cheeks going pink again.

He and Izuru sat down, Hajime at your right and Izuru at your left, and once they were situated, Hajime turned to you.

"My name is Hajime Hinata," he greeted, offering his hand. "Do you remember me?"

How could I not, you wanted to say, when you were the whole reason I chose to start cultivating my talent? How could I forget my first love?

Instead, you smiled and said, "Yeah, I remember you. And your brother Izuru, right?"

"Yes," Izuru spoke up from your other side. You turned to see him studying you with his intense crimson eyes. "I believe we briefly saw each other this morning."

You laughed nervously. "So we did."

"Well now that we've found each other again, we should keep in touch!" Hajime took your attention again as he pulled out his phone. "What's your number?"

The days turned to weeks, and slowly the trio's friendship was cultivated to about the same level that it had when they were younger. The three talked all the time, and slowly (y/n) found herself falling in love with Hajime again -- although jarringly, she found herself gaining a crush on his stoic twin as well.

Hajime found himself with a similar problem; as time passed and he got to know her again, he began to fall in love with the girl. But one night, he snuck a glance at Izuru's phone and realized that he also had a crush on her.

He was torn between his twin and his childhood friend. What do I do? Do I make a move? Do I let him make a move? Do we make her choose?

Izuru had fallen first, surprisingly.

It all started when you were discussing your talents. He had claimed himself an analyst, and you had said yours was the Ultimate Escapologist. Interestingly, you'd fidgeted when you said it. (y/n) always used to fiddle with her hands when she lied as children, he'd noted to himself.

When you noticed his calculating look, you'd caved. With a sigh, you explained that you were hiding your true talent -- and only the staff knew of it. You were supposed to be the Ultimate Pseudologist, but you'd always been treated differently by others because of it. People either found you weird or constantly wanted you to test it out, so along the way you began to lie about it. "At least here people don't look at me strangely if I flat-out tell them I know when they're lying," you'd explained, and he'd felt it so much that it took him aback for a moment.

All his life, Izuru had been treated differently from other kids because of his uncanny ability. Other children either looked at him in fear of him knowing all their secrets, or they demanded proof of it (and ultimately distanced themselves anyway). The adults still spoke to him as if he were a child and not the prodigy that he was, though if he used his talent on them it made them fearful and reproachful toward him as a result. He'd never had any real friends (and his twin didn't count), and with your admission he felt a spark of something ignite in his chest.

All at once he felt emotions that he never really had before; he felt something drawing him to you and your sunny smile. It was confusing for a while, but after confiding in Hajime, he learnt that these feelings were called 'love', something that he'd only ever analyzed in others before.

It was new, it was confusing, and it was... thrilling.

Hajime fell next. For the longest time, he swore off his latent feelings as friendship towards you and an eagerness to rekindle what you'd had before he left for Japan. He still felt some guilt for leaving you there without even managing to keep in touch (his letters stopped arriving in (home country) after three whole weeks between you two), so he threw himself into the friendship with everything he had in order to catch up.

But one day, while you were hanging out alone at the mall (Izuru had gone off in search of a birthday gift for a classmate), he looked at you and he realized that he loved your laugh. He loved your smile, he loved your personality, he loved everything that made you you. And it startled him.

For a while, he felt guilty about it. He'd already seen how Izuru looked at you, differently from all the others (with a softness usually only reserved for him), and he knew that his twin had feelings for you. So he tried to stamp it down, tried to excuse it as protectiveness for his best friend. But on the night you came to him after a nightmare and you fell asleep in his arms, he was forced to confront the fact that what he felt for you went way past friendship.

He'd already apologized to Izuru (with his analytical skill, he knew that he already knew), but he still had to confront you about it, and that was the scariest part. What would you say if you knew? Who would you choose, if either of them?

After yet another sleepless night wrestling with these questions, he sat up, texted his twin, and planned to have a talk with you about it the next day.

The next afternoon rolled around, and you sat with the two outside by the fountain. You'd already had lunch together, but when they asked to sit with you alone, you eagerly accepted. After all, you didn't want to waste a single moment away if they wanted it.

"So what did you want to talk to me about?" You asked with a smile.

Hajime and Izuru exchanged glances before turning to you.

"(y/n), this is gonna be really hard to ask," Hajime started, taking your right hand.

"But if this doesn't get addressed sooner rather than later, you may get hurt more than we'd ever want," Izuru added, taking your left.

"What is it? You aren't gonna stop being my friends, are you?" You asked worriedly, your smile dropping at the seriousness in both of their faces.

"No, no! We'd never do that!" Hajime defended. "No, it's about... us."

"We both have romantic feelings for you," Izuru finally cut in impatiently.

You blinked incredulously. "... What."

"We've both kinda had crushes on you for a while now, and, um," Hajime's cheeks burned red, and he scratched the back of his neck, "w- we'd really like to date you!"

"As in... a poly relationship?" You questioned. "With you?"

"With us." Izuru confirmed with a nod.

You took a moment to process this. "And... you both don't mind...?"

"Sharing you? Never," the black-haired boy shook his head. "We've already talked it over, and we both agree that this would be the best arrangement."

You let out a shaky breath, looking between them.

"Don't feel pressured to say yes, we just needed you to know." Hajime, always so worried for you, consoled with a frown.

"No, no, it's not that," you shook your head dizzily, closing your eyes. "I just... need a moment. I never would have dreamed in a million years that this would be happening."

The two sat there with you as you caught your breath. When your eyes opened, they were shiny.

"I feel so selfish saying yes," you laughed, squeezing both of their hands. "But... but I love you both so much."

"Then you can have us," Izuru's voice was uncharacteristically gentle as he squeezed your hand back.

"We wouldn't have it any other way," Hajime reassured with a smile, squeezing too.

You looked at both of them with a grin. "Then of course, yes, I'd love to date you."

Izuru leaned in to nestle his face in your neck while Hajime planted a kiss on your cheek.

The three of you sat there, basking in the rosy glow of relief from finally getting out your feelings. You truly felt safe being embraced by both of them, Izuru's hair tickling the back of your neck and cologne filling your senses.

You felt safe and loved, and you wouldn't have it any other way.

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A/N: Yah yeet, I love them >A<

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