There are certain things that make a man feel less like a man. While yes, the standards for what exactly is manly and what isn't is completely subjective. But, there are just some things that feel a little weird. It all depends on the situation.

Like cuddling, for instance.

Cuddling could be like a dance. There are male roles and female roles. Men commonly lead a dance unless the female actually knows how to dance, and the guy doesn't. And in cuddling, men are usually the "Holder" instead of the "Holdie." Both participants in cuddling both hold the other, but men are usually what blankets around their smaller partner. Their chest or shoulder acts as a pillow of sorts while they wrap their arms around their companion.

Or in bed, the guy is usually big spoon with the female the little spoon. All of this was how Izuku's cuddling times with his girlfriend usually went.

...Usually.

But, Izuku also had to remember that his girlfriend was Momo.

Momo Yaoyorozu. The girl that was taller than he was. So, sometimes Izuku turned into the letter instead of the envelope. 

Izuku could've sworn that he fell asleep as big spoon. But, lo and behold, here he was at one in the morning in his girlfriend's room with Momo wrapped around his body with her front pressed against his back and her face in his hair. 

It wasn't that men couldn't be little spoon. He was sure plenty liked it. It was just that one: 90% of the time, he was big spoon. So this made it odd.

And two: Izuku already had confidence issues due to his past, and being a man was something he never felt like he did. 

At least it wasn't like the time he had to sit in Momo's lap. 

.....

(1 Month Ago)

"I am not sitting there."

"Me neither."

"Nope."

Class 1-A piled into their bus for a special field trip, only to discover that one of the seats was...off. Apparently, the last class to use the bus had someone with a slime related quirk. And now the seat was covered in an unknown goop. But, that meant there were only 19 seats left on the bus. 

"Alright! I have a solution!" Kaminari walked ahead if the class down the bus isle and turned back to gaze upon his classmates. They all awaited his answer. "...Every man for himself!" He shoved Mina down and caused her to topple into others. Denki jumped over chairs to land a window seat. 

Izuku did his best to help those who had fallen down up, while the rest rushed for a seat. He finally helped up the last person, which turned out to be Mina herself. "Hey, thanks, Midori. Now, this is going to make me feel really bad."

"Hm? What wi-" Mina suddenly rushed to the last remaining seat and took it. "...Oh." Izuku slowly turned his head to look at the slime chair.
'...Yeah, no.'

Izuku scanned the bus and found his girlfriend Momo. He walked back there to see Kyouka sitting next to her. "I'm not sitting in that chair, dude. Sorry."

"Oh no, I wasn't going to ask that of you. I was actually going to ask Momo, uh...w-would you mind i-if you just uh...i-if I-"

"If I just sat in your lap?" She said, saving him the embarrassment. "Oh course, that's alright. Here, let me just-"

Aizawa suddenly burst through the bus doors and shoved the keys into the ignition. "Come on! Come on!"

"ERASER!~" Outside the bus, Ms. Joke was knocking on the door. "Oh, it wouldn't be all that bad! Just one date!"

"NEVER!" Shouta slammed on the gas and sped off. The jolt forward caused Izuku to fall back into his girlfriend's lap.

"O-Oh, sorry. Let me-"

"Stay in your seats!" 

"But, Mr. Aizawa I-"

"Problem Child, if you don't stay seated you'll get hurt. This won't stop her and if you're still standing whenever she returns, you'll hurt yourself when I speed up."

*Honk!* *Honk!*

Behind the bus was a vehicle reminiscent of a clown car, Emi at the wheel.

Aizawa's eyes widened. "Road safety laws prepared to be ignored!"

At that point, Izuku had no choice. Momo wrapped her arms around his waist and he was stuck there. He could hear Mineta, Sero, and Denki snickering at him the entire time.

.....

(Present)

What the real worst part of it however, was the fact that he had absolutely nothing to complain about. He had an absolutely gorgeous girlfriend who he loved and she loved him back. She loved cuddling just as much as he did. And, being little spoon...actually felt nice. 

Something just felt off. Maybe it was the lack of something to hold. Being held was great, but holding something was even better in his opinion. His favorite cuddling method was when they both faced one another just held to the other while burying their faces in their partner's hair or the crook of their neck.

But, Momo held on tight when she slept. There was no turning around unless he wanted to disturb her sleep. 

If he could just get something to hold onto.

*Creeeaak*

Izuku lifted his head and looked at the door to the room. Standing in the doorway was a very small silhouette with a tiny little horn sticking out the right side.

"Eri?" Izuku whispered.

The door closed and Izuku heard the padding of small feet come towards the bed. The mattress suddenly dipped as Izuku's eyes readjusted to the darkness, Eri appeared in front of him on her knees with tears in her eyes.

"Papa?"

That was all he needed. No explanation required. Nightmares still and probably would continue to plague Eri's mind for a long time. But now she had her parents to save her. Izuku lifted up his right hand and pressed it to Eri's arms. His rough and scarred hands alongside her tortured arms.

"We're here, Eri. He's never going to hurt you again. Now, come here."

This was a win-win. He got to save Eri from her nightmares, and he got something to hold. It was all coming together. Izuku opened his arms for Eri to enter…

...Only for her to crawl over him, wedge herself between him and Momo, and then wrap her little arms around his torso.

'Oh, you've gotta be kidding me.'

"Nightlight, please." Izuku pursed his lips and accepted his fate. He ever so slightly pulled the smallest drop of One For All he could, causing his body to dimly glow. Eri snuggled her face into Izuku's back. Momo tightened her grip around her little family and nestled her face into the top of Eri's head in her sleep. 

Izuku grabbed his phone off of the bedside table and activated the camera. He turned the view around to have the camera look back at him, and he viewed the sight of the two most important women in his life holding him. 

"You know...I should be little spoon more often."