Hizashi’s hand paused mid-motion. “Of course they are,” he said softly. “But they’re safe now. With us.”
Shouta’s grip tightened around a glass for a fraction of a second before he set it down. “We need to make sure they know that.”
Hizashi’s hand paused mid-motion. “Of course they are,” he said softly. “But they’re safe now. With us.”
Shouta’s grip tightened around a glass for a fraction of a second before he set it down. “We need to make sure they know that.”
Hizashi huffed a small laugh, the sound brief but warm. "I meant, help me set the table," he said, moving to gather plates and utensils.
Hizashi huffed a small laugh, the sound brief but warm. "I meant, help me set the table," he said, moving to gather plates and utensils.
“They hadn’t come out of the room,” Shouta said after a long moment of silence.
“They hadn’t come out of the room,” Shouta said after a long moment of silence.
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Izuku flinched at the word. He had only known it for a few hours. He didn’t know what it exactly meant, only that it brought them out of the lab, out of the ‘hurt’, and out of ‘Papa’.
Izuku flinched at the word. He had only known it for a few hours. He didn’t know what it exactly meant, only that it brought them out of the lab, out of the ‘hurt’, and out of ‘Papa’.
‘What’s that?’ Izuku signed.
‘What’s that?’ Izuku signed.
Hitoshi watched as Izuku signed again. ‘Bed?’
Hitoshi watched as Izuku signed again. ‘Bed?’
Izuku looked back down on the bed, hand smoothing over the mattress before his fingertips touched the folded blanket that was placed in the middle of the bed.
Izuku looked back down on the bed, hand smoothing over the mattress before his fingertips touched the folded blanket that was placed in the middle of the bed.
Izuku looked down at the sign as Hitoshi repeated the motion before following with his own shaky hands. ‘Bed’.
Izuku looked down at the sign as Hitoshi repeated the motion before following with his own shaky hands. ‘Bed’.
Shouta didn’t argue. Instead, he began gathering the splinters of wood littering the floor, his expression unreadable.
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Shouta didn’t argue. Instead, he began gathering the splinters of wood littering the floor, his expression unreadable.
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