"You have to work tonight, right?" Shoto asked.

All three of them had spent the day lounging around Shoto and Katsuki's place. Currently they were on the couch in a mess of a cuddle pile.

Izuku strained to lift his head up so he could see the dual haired male. Katsuki was laying on his back, which did not make it easy for the smaller man. "Me? Oh yeah, I do." He answered, letting out a huff of air as he finally let his head rest against Shoto again.

"We play again tonight." Katsuki reminded him, burying his head into Izuku's back. The green haired male was pretty sure he was trying to take a nap on him, but he couldn't exactly look and check.

"Great, that means Kirishima isn't working." Izuku said, letting out deep breath of relief.

Shoto lightly shook his head at the other. "No, but he'll still be there and everyone will probably end up coming back here afterwards, like last night." He pointed out.

"We just tell them they fucking can't." Katsuki mumbled, not bothering to raise his head so his words were slightly muffled. He was definitely not a fan of late nights, plus he hadn't really slept much the previous night because of the fight.

Izuku shot Shoto a look, to which the taller easily lifted his hand and lightly smacked Katsuki's head. "Thank you." Izuku said to Shoto. He couldn't exactly reach his arm back and hit the blond without hurting himself.

"Kacchan, don't be mean to your friends and bandmates. I may not want me or you two to be alone with the guy anytime soon, but you can't just take that out on everyone." Izuku reasoned before letting out a yawn.

"See? They can't hang out after because you'll need to sleep. There, problem solved." Katsuki said smugly, his arms tightening around Izuku's waist.

Izuku rolled his eyes, not that Katsuki could see it. "No Kacchan, that's not how this works. If I pass out, then I pass out and you two can still hang out with your friends." He instructed, emphasizing 'friends'.

"I don't have friends." Katsuki mumbled.

Shoto just patted his head, not having to try to hard to get around Izuku seeing as all three of them were squished pretty close. "Sure you don't."

Katsuki lifted his head and shot a glare at the red and white haired boy. "What the hell is that supposed to mean?"

The taller of the three rolled his eyes tiredly at his stubborn boyfriend. "Well, whether I like the guy or not, Kirishima is your best friend. He's one of the few people you actually put up with, which is probably why he thought it was a good idea to make a move on you." Shoto said, albeit angrily. "Even if you keep saying that Shinsou is just my friend, you get along with him a bit to well when you aren't fighting over something stupid."

"Fair." Izuku said with a nod. He hadn't really seen them get along before, but he knew both of them really well and knew they'd probably be good friends. Even if it was to just make fun of Kaminari.

"With Kaminari, you may be a complete asshole to the guy, but you make sure no one else is. Remember that guy that was pushing him around last year and you knocked his front tooth out?" Shoto asked with a raised brow.

Izuku was instantly trying to turn around so he could see the blond. It was a bit difficult, but eventually he flipped so now Katsuki was looking down at him. "Awe, that's so sweet, Kacchan!" He cooed.

"Oi, shut the hell up. The guy was an annoying bastard that wouldn't leave the whole group alone. I was just annoyed." Katsuki said with a scowl as he glared at the ground next to them.

But his ears were a light pink, showing his embarrassment at being caught caring about someone else.

"Oh my gosh, you're so precious." Izuku whispered in slight awe, only to let out a squeak and quickly fall of the couch. He hit the ground and was on his feet running, his laughter trailing him as Katsuki gave chase.

"Fucking say that to my face you stupid nerd!" Katsuki yelled after him as he jumped the kitchen counter to try and cut Izuku off.

"I already did, I'll do it again, you're precious, and stupid nerd is an oxymoron, moron." Izuku said back, sticking his tongue out at the end like a petty child.

Within seconds Katsuki had picked him up on his shoulder like a sack of potatoes.

"Ah! Shoto help me!" Izuku cried as he was carried away from the living room.

"You got yourself into that mess, get yourself out." Shoto said from the couch, not seeming bothered by the fact his boyfriend was carrying his other boyfriend to the front door.

Katsuki opened the door and placed Izuku down outside of it. He quickly ruffled his green curls, "Go get ready for work, you stupid nerd." He said with a small smile before shutting the door and leaving a slightly stunned Izuku on the other side.

"I.... have no clue what just happened." Izuku mumbled to himself.

"Whoa dude, and you were kicked out by Bakugou why?" A voice said behind him, causing Izuku to jump and quickly turned around.

To his dismay, Kirishima was standing in the driveway, making his way over to the greenette.

"Well I didn't pin him against a wall, if that's what you were wondering." Izuku said casually, but slapped a hand over his mouth, his eyes wide, once he realized that he had said it out loud.

Kirishima nervously chuckled, scratching the back of his neck. "Yeah, I guess I deserve that." The redhead mumbled. "But seriously, what'd you do? He rarely throws anyone out, unless their Kaminari."

"Called him precious?" Izuku told him, but it was said as more of a question. "Twice?"

Kirishima eyed him weirdly, not sure how to take that news. "You did... what?" He asked.

Izuku instantly went into explaining, starting to mumble a little bit. "Well we were all in the living room, Shoto, Kacchan, and I, and he said that he didn't have any friends. Shoto then start to refute the claim and told him all the reasons he should consider you guys as friends. He brought up the fact Kacchan knocked some guys tooth out because he was being a jerk to Kaminari and Kacchan got all embarrassed. He was scowling and trying to act all tough, but his ears were pink and I kind of just let it slip that he was precious and then he chased me around the house and I said it again. He called me a stupid nerd, and I told him that it was an oxymoron and called him a moron. Then he threw me over his shoulder and put me out here." He finished, taking big gulps of air.

"Okay then..." Kirishima said, even more weirded out now that he knew the story.

"But why're you here?" Izuku asked, changing the subject.

Kirishima kicked at a rock on the ground, looking pretty uncomfortable now. "I came to talk to Bakugou about last night." He answered truthfully.

Izuku narrowed his eyes at him. "To apologize right?" He prodded, not knowing if he could trust the redhead's intentions.

Kirishima dragged a hand through his hair, which was down today. "Not exactly. I just want to talk to him about it, we didn't really get a chance to last night." He was purposefully trying to avoid all eye contact.

Izuku nodded, but even that looked like it was done with sarcasm. "Okay, you do that. Tell me how the black eye feels tonight." He said, turning to go up to his apartment.

"Black eye? What?" Kirishima asked, stopping Izuku from going anywhere.

"Well, if you try to go in there, Shoto will throw punches. Even if you get past him, Kacchan's not just gonna want to sit down and talk about your feelings. They're both really upset with you, so if you want to even stay friends with them, I suggest you apologize and just go home." Izuku explained, crossing his arms over his chest.

Kirishima was quick to respond, sounding pretty desperate. "Look, I didn't even know they were together until last night. They can't seriously be upset I tried to get with someone I thought was single! Besides, it's not like Bakugou tried that hard to stop me." He pointed out, his own glare matching Izuku's.

Izuku let out a cold laugh at his words, confusing the redhead. He didn't get an answer, but Izuku opened up Katsuki and Shoto's front door, sticking his head in and yelling, "Katsuki, get your ass out here!"

"Whoa, when did your mom get here?" He heard Shoto tease as they both made their way down the hall and towards the door.

When they got to the front entrance and their eyes landed on Kirishima, both of them looked less than happy to see him.

Izuku patted the redhead's chest with a sly smile. "There you go, talk to him and tell me how the black eye's doing tonight. I gotta go get ready for work." He said, turning on his heels and walking through his own front door and leaving the three guys to 'talk' it out.

As he walked up his stairs, he couldn't help but ask himself out loud, "I'm going to have to break up a fight, aren't I?"