Shouto let out a big, obnoxious yawn, as he came into the living room. Katsuki was already in there, with Machiko and- Izuku? When did he get there?

At the loud yawn, and the sock-muffled sound of footsteps, Katsuki turned to see his husband. He chuckled at his bedhead and wrinkly sweater.

"Good morning, half'n'half." He greeted. Shouto grunted in response, lifting his sweater up enough to scratch his tummy. "Coffee?" The blonde held his mug out to Shouto, and the latter took it gratefully.

Izuku finally looked up from the three-year-old in his arms. "Good morning, Todoroki." He greeted, ignoring the fact that everyone but himself was also a Todoroki now.

"G'Morning." Shouto finally spoke, before taking a drink of his coffee. "When did you get here?"

"Too early," Katsuki answered at the same time Izuku said, "Two hours ago." The blonde squinted at the greenette, who smirked slightly, before looking back to the boy in his arms.

"I saw that your lights were on, and saw Kacchan walking around-"

"Wait for the creepy part-"

Izuku looked back up when Machiko hugged him as tightly as his little self could. "And figured I'd drop by and say hi."

"See? Creep. You shouldn't be around my child." He said with a shake of his head, taking Machi from Izuku, who snorted softly,

Machiko had wanted his Mom anyway, so when Katsuki turned to Shouto, Machiko finally spoke.

"Momma!" He made grabby hands at Shouto, who chuckled as he watched his son squirm in his Father's arms.

"Kiddo-" Katsuki huffed, trying to keep the boy under control. "Your Mom has hot coffee, relax. Here," He held his hand out for the mug, and Shouto held his free arm out to take his son.

It was an amusing, entirely too complicated exchange, and Izuku laughed.

"I could have taken it, you know." Izuku said after his bout of laughter.

"Shut up." Katsuki replied, taking a sip of coffee as he watched his husband and son.

"Momma," Machiko mumbled again as he hugged Shouto to the best of his three-year-old ability.

"Hey, kiddo." Shouto hummed, before kissing all over his son's face, making the child giggle and squirm.

Izuku smiled at the scene, as did Katsuki.

It was cute.

Shouto holding his child, attacking him with love and affection and making him giggle like no tomorrow, as Katsuki watched them both with so much love and adoration it was almost.. odd, coming from Bakugou Katsuki.

Izuku smiled again, hitting Katsuki's bicep lightly to get his attention. When the blonde turned to him, he spoke,

"I'm gonna head out so you can be with your family."

"Alright." Katsuki said. "You'll have to ask Machiko if that's okay, though." He said, tone serious. "He loves his 'favorite uncle'." The blonde rolled his eyes dramatically, feigning irritation. "Though I don't know why stupid Deku is his favorite."

Izuku snickered. "Can't believe I'm above Kirishima."

"Me either."

"Rude."

"Shut up."

~

They visited for a little longer, before Izuku left- with Machiko's permission of course.

"Babe?"

Shouto looked up from Machiko, who had fallen asleep at this point. "Hm?"

"You look stupid as fuck with that bedhead." He said quietly so Machiko couldn't possibly hear the F-bomb.

"If you take your kid, I could go make myself look presentable."

"Our kid is sleeping," Katsuki said, before smirking. "Maybe we could mess your hair up a little more before you fix it."

Shouto's eyes widened slightly, "You think he's gonna stay asleep long enough? Normally he-"

"He's tired from being up so much last night and this morning," Katsuki said with an eye roll, before walking passed his lover, putting the now empty mug in the kitchen, and heading to their bedroom. "Now quit wasting time and get in here."

Shouto didn't have to be told twice.