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”That was really great. Thank you for the meal, Ms. Midoriya!” You grin and bow your head in thanks. Though you were originally quite nervous to meet her over dinner tonight, things quickly fell into place. Izuku couldn’t stop smiling the entire night as he watched the two of you get along as well as he knew you would.

Inko chuckles, waving her hand dismissively. “I was nothing, (L/N). I’m glad you were finally able to come over!” You quickly agree with her. Before you two can fall into an easy conversation again, she motions to Izuku. “Could you clear the table while (L/N) and I chat?” Izuku nods excitedly, quickly getting up and retrieving the plates. As he leaves to wash the dishes, a mischievous grin cuts across Inko’s face. She rises from her seat and gestures for you to follow her. “I want to show you something.”

You can’t help but find her giddiness infectious as you quickly get up and follow her out of the room. She leads you to an office down the hall, shuffling over to a large shelf. You watch curiously as she pulls a large album from the shelf. She motions for you to come closer as she opens it. “I think it’s tradition for a mother to embarrass her son when he brings a girl over, don’t you?” She stifles a laugh.

You gasp at what covers the pages. A blush rises to your cheeks as your eyes seem to sparkle with glee. You quickly place a hand over your mouth as you suppress a quiet squeal. “Oh my God... That’s adorable,” you gush. Inko nods in agreement, a certain nostalgia crossing her features.

There’s a whole array of adorable moments in just a few pages: Izuku at the hospital, Izuku eating baby food, some of his first steps, him with his mother at the zoo. You and Inko flip through the pages as quietly as possible. Together, you coo over the photos without alerting Izuku of the ordeal. This was top secret business, after all. You didn’t need him stopping the moment as he implodes from embarrassment just yet. Eventually, you’d let him know, though, because seeing his mortification was half the fun.

You point of one of the pictures, giggling. “I think that one is my favorite,” you admit. Izuku poses like All Might in his favorite onesie while standing on the couch. Inko lightly traces her finger over it, expression softening.

”He always wanted to be a hero...” she whispered. You can see tears prick the corners of her eyes. Gently, you place a hand on her shoulder and allow yourself to lean comfortably into her side.

“He hasn’t changed a bit.”

”Mom? (Y/N)?” Izuku calls from the kitchen. Inko blinks away the tears quickly, clearing her throat.

”In here, Izuku.” You both exchange mischevious grins as you wait for him to find you. He peeks his head into the room, eyebrows furrowing.

”Why are you guys in here?” He enters the room fully as he eyes you inquisitively. You shrug, trying to hide the smirk rising on your face.

”Oh, nothing much. We’re just looking at a book of all the things I love.” You explain. Inko stifles a giggle behind her hand, nodding along with you. You seem to have piqued his interest, seeing as he crosses the room to look over your shoulder at the album.

You watch as a bright, crimson blush flushes his face. “But... that’s just my old photo album...” he mumbles, trying to hide his face in his hands. You force a confused look on your face as you bite back a smile. God, this was just too much fun. Your boyfriend was too cute.

You turn the photo album over in your hands as if you were just noticing what it was. “Oh. What a coincidence.” Your voice cracks as you speak, finally breaking into a quiet laugh. You set the album down before pulling Izuku into your arms. He presses his face further into his hands, groaning about how embarrassing you and Inko are. You teasingly sway as you hold him, poking fun at him. He tries not to laugh at his own expense as you continue to talk about how cute the photos were, pressing his burning face into your neck.

Inko watches you two, a wide smile on her face as tears mark her visage once again. As much as she wanted the moment to last forever, to watch you two act mushy long into the night, she realized the time. “Oh! (L/N), don’t you have to be home soon? I wouldn’t want you to get in trouble!”

You quickly pull away from Izuku and check the time on your phone. “Ah! I have to be home in six minutes!” You cry. Though you knew your parents would be understanding of you arriving late, you knew you had to go. “I’m sorry, but I gotta go.” You bow to Inko, thanking her for letting you stay for a while as well as feeding you and showing you your now favorite book.

Izuku gently takes your hand. “I’ll walk you home,” he offers, smiling up at you. You thank him as he leads you out of the house. The two of you are about to walk out the door when Inko calls out to you from down the hall.

”(L/N)! You forgot your purse!” She quickly rounds the corner, your purse in hand.

“Oh, thanks! I wouldn’t have even noticed.” You laugh. After some more ‘thank you’s and final goodbyes, Inko waves you two off from the front door. What you didn’t notice until you got home, though, was the photo of a smiling, All Might onesie wearing Izuku tucked delicately into your purse.

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”That was really great. Thank you for the meal, Ms. Midoriya!” You grin and bow your head in thanks. Though you were originally quite nervous to meet her over dinner tonight, things quickly fell into place. Izuku couldn’t stop smiling the entire night as he watched the two of you get along as well as he knew you would.

Inko chuckles, waving her hand dismissively. “I was nothing, (L/N). I’m glad you were finally able to come over!” You quickly agree with her. Before you two can fall into an easy conversation again, she motions to Izuku. “Could you clear the table while (L/N) and I chat?” Izuku nods excitedly, quickly getting up and retrieving the plates. As he leaves to wash the dishes, a mischievous grin cuts across Inko’s face. She rises from her seat and gestures for you to follow her. “I want to show you something.”

You can’t help but find her giddiness infectious as you quickly get up and follow her out of the room. She leads you to an office down the hall, shuffling over to a large shelf. You watch curiously as she pulls a large album from the shelf. She motions for you to come closer as she opens it. “I think it’s tradition for a mother to embarrass her son when he brings a girl over, don’t you?” She stifles a laugh.

You gasp at what covers the pages. A blush rises to your cheeks as your eyes seem to sparkle with glee. You quickly place a hand over your mouth as you suppress a quiet squeal. “Oh my God... That’s adorable,” you gush. Inko nods in agreement, a certain nostalgia crossing her features.

There’s a whole array of adorable moments in just a few pages: Izuku at the hospital, Izuku eating baby food, some of his first steps, him with his mother at the zoo. You and Inko flip through the pages as quietly as possible. Together, you coo over the photos without alerting Izuku of the ordeal. This was top secret business, after all. You didn’t need him stopping the moment as he implodes from embarrassment just yet. Eventually, you’d let him know, though, because seeing his mortification was half the fun.

You point of one of the pictures, giggling. “I think that one is my favorite,” you admit. Izuku poses like All Might in his favorite onesie while standing on the couch. Inko lightly traces her finger over it, expression softening.

”He always wanted to be a hero...” she whispered. You can see tears prick the corners of her eyes. Gently, you place a hand on her shoulder and allow yourself to lean comfortably into her side.

“He hasn’t changed a bit.”

”Mom? (Y/N)?” Izuku calls from the kitchen. Inko blinks away the tears quickly, clearing her throat.

”In here, Izuku.” You both exchange mischevious grins as you wait for him to find you. He peeks his head into the room, eyebrows furrowing.

”Why are you guys in here?” He enters the room fully as he eyes you inquisitively. You shrug, trying to hide the smirk rising on your face.

”Oh, nothing much. We’re just looking at a book of all the things I love.” You explain. Inko stifles a giggle behind her hand, nodding along with you. You seem to have piqued his interest, seeing as he crosses the room to look over your shoulder at the album.

You watch as a bright, crimson blush flushes his face. “But... that’s just my old photo album...” he mumbles, trying to hide his face in his hands. You force a confused look on your face as you bite back a smile. God, this was just too much fun. Your boyfriend was too cute.

You turn the photo album over in your hands as if you were just noticing what it was. “Oh. What a coincidence.” Your voice cracks as you speak, finally breaking into a quiet laugh. You set the album down before pulling Izuku into your arms. He presses his face further into his hands, groaning about how embarrassing you and Inko are. You teasingly sway as you hold him, poking fun at him. He tries not to laugh at his own expense as you continue to talk about how cute the photos were, pressing his burning face into your neck.

Inko watches you two, a wide smile on her face as tears mark her visage once again. As much as she wanted the moment to last forever, to watch you two act mushy long into the night, she realized the time. “Oh! (L/N), don’t you have to be home soon? I wouldn’t want you to get in trouble!”

You quickly pull away from Izuku and check the time on your phone. “Ah! I have to be home in six minutes!” You cry. Though you knew your parents would be understanding of you arriving late, you knew you had to go. “I’m sorry, but I gotta go.” You bow to Inko, thanking her for letting you stay for a while as well as feeding you and showing you your now favorite book.

Izuku gently takes your hand. “I’ll walk you home,” he offers, smiling up at you. You thank him as he leads you out of the house. The two of you are about to walk out the door when Inko calls out to you from down the hall.

”(L/N)! You forgot your purse!” She quickly rounds the corner, your purse in hand.

“Oh, thanks! I wouldn’t have even noticed.” You laugh. After some more ‘thank you’s and final goodbyes, Inko waves you two off from the front door. What you didn’t notice until you got home, though, was the photo of a smiling, All Might onesie wearing Izuku tucked delicately into your purse.