The business man parked his car in the basement before stepping in the main lobby. Oddly, he didn't spot a speck of green on the crowd, that means Izuku's not here.

A smirk played on his lips when he remembered what happened last night.

He entered the empty elevator, tapping his foot as the music played from the speaker.

Shouto walked towards the silent hallway, he tried to open the door but it was locked. 'Such a paranoid' he thought before fishing out his keys from his pocket.

The door swung open slowly, the lights are on, but the television is closed...normally, Izuku would watch his favorite anime: Boku No Hero Academia.

Then he noticed, a green robe sprawled on the floor. "Izuku?" He called out, walking around until he noticed two bodies lying together on their couch. Almost naked and hands wrapped around each other only covered by a thin red blanket.

A blonde guy, he knew as Katsuki, was snuggling with  the man he loved, Izuku.

The writer is asleep on the actor's chest, a small smile on his face and a baggy black shirt hung lowly on his legs.

"Now we're even" the blonde said, a playful smirk dancing on his lips as he played with Izuku's green hair. (Note: Katsuki has some pants and underwear on...if you're wondering)

Shouto's eyes were wide in shock and knuckles are white because of anger. His emotions were mixed; feelings he didn't understand.

He marched towards the couch and scooped the writer away from the nerve wrecking actor. He glared at the blonde and gritted his teeth. "Out...now" he ordered, voice coated in anger. But Katsuki can't let this go just like that. He too, loved Izuku and he can't lose the nerd to some bastard.

"Fuck off Shouto, you can't just own the nerd..." He growled, jabbing a finger on the business man's chest. "I can own Izuku whenever I want" he said as neutral as he can.

Katsuki grabbed his collar, pulling him closer. "Look bastard, can we just talk before I started punching you?" He asked as gentle as he can but his anger issues didn't seem to help.

The business man thought for it for a while before answering, he closed his eyes and sighed; trying his best to calm down. "I can't talk here and not now..." He mumbled while looking down at the sleeping man on his arms. "Change your clothes... we'll be going out"

Izuku woke up, feeling rather light. After rubbing his eyes, he stared up ahead and saw the beautiful (XD) face of Shouto. "Where are we going?" He asked as he made a yawn. "Changing, we are going out"

For five years, the writer only heard this tone of voice from the business man today; anger. Then the truth hit him... Katsuki and him... together on the couch. A blush crept it's way to his face and guilt settled like a stone in his stomach.

"Shouto I'm ...s-" but before he could continue, Shouto caught his lips, shutting him up. "Not now Izuku..."

The three changed into some semi formal clothes and awkwardly got into the actor's car. Izuku felt extreme pain on his lower body but for the sake of the two men he loved, he will try his best to tolerate it.

But how can he choose between the two? How can he explain his feelings? What if they will turn their back on him? What if they were disgusted of him?

The thoughts swirled inside his head like a tornado. Too late when he noticed​ tears started to fall off his eyes.

Shouto, who is sitting next to him, pulled him closer. "Whatever you're thinking...stop" he whispered gently. He wiped the pathetic drolets of water from his cheeks. "I'm sorry" he mumbled weakly.

Katsuki watched them from the car mirror. For some reason, the view had warned his heart.

Soon, they reached a five star restaurant. Shouto lead them inside and asked for a table for three. "A triple date, I assume" the woman in waiter's outfit said. The three blushed in unison...even Shouto has a slight blush on his cheeks. "This way please" the woman motioned them towards the restaurant.

"Can we have a private table?" The business man asked, getting a weird giggle from the woman. "Of course!"

Upon riding the elevator, Katsuki held the writer's hand; causing Izuku to look at him but the actor didn't say a word.

They reached the top floor where private dining is found. "Ring the bell when your order is decided..." With a bow, the woman left them.

They sat on the chairs around the table, comfortable silence coated the air.

That's when Shouto decided to talk. "What was it that you wanted to talk about?" He said, straight to the point while staring at the actor.

Katsuki sneered, "Ask Izuku not me" he spat.

The writer is kind of nervous, fidgeting his sleeves. "Where should I start?" He asked, almost stuttering. "Straight to the point" the blonde said.

He don't know what to do, his heart is hammering on his chest really fast and his mind is swimming into unwanted situations. But he knew he has to tell the truth, a truth that seemed to stuck in his throat like a thorn.

He took a deep breath..

"I love the both of you-- and I can't just choose between you two without me breaking down..." Izuku explained, tears ready to escape his eyes. But he has to be strong for the two men he loved the most.

"Please..." his lips trembled as he looked at the shocked expression of the business man. "I understand if, you are disgusted and I might seem selfish..." He can't continue, he wanted to cry and run away but that would look pathetic.

"Izuku" Shouto​ said weakly.

The writer stood up and closed his eyes, he didn't want to look the anger on the business man's face, nor the disgusted face of Katsuki. He didn't want to see them walking away from him...

But he thought wrong.

Four strong arms slowly wrapped around his frail body, warming him up. "Stupid Izuku, don't be stupid, your thinking aloud nerd!" The actor exclaimed from behind, arms tight around his upper torso.

"Don't even think that I will ever gonna leave you Izuku" Shouto said, arms wrapped around his hips. He leaned on the business man's chest, tears of happiness started to flow and a smile appeared on his face.

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