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Hitoshi sighs, pushing open the door to class 1-A.
Present Mic had sent him to inform Eraserhead that he was still setting up his class's training for the afternoon. So here Hitoshi is, staring at the most obnoxious class on campus. He's content to stand in the corner, silently observing his hero counterparts. The self-proclaimed Bakusquad is gathered around Kirishima's desk, arguing with Bakugo while he screams from atop the table. Kirishima's trying to pull him down, staring at him longingly while Mina and Sero steadily increase the volume of their arguments. Denki glances towards the door, but does a double take when he sees Hitoshi standing there. His face breaks into a huge grin, and he wiggles his eyebrows at the other student. Hitoshi smirks back but quickly averts his eyes, attempting to hide his blush. His gaze moves towards Dekusquad chatting by Midoriya's desk, animatedly discussing something in his notebook. Midoriya sees him, and begins to call out, before being interrupted by Aizawa's entrance.
The pro looks at him and sighs. "Why are you here, brat?"
He's conveying his message to the Erasure hero when from a shout erupts from the back of the class. "Say that again piss-ant, I fucking dare you!" Bakugo shoots to his feet, fists cracking in anger. Surprisingly, everyone else seems focused on Mineta, who looked terrified but determined.
"I'm just saying that if they," he points an accusatory finger at Midoriya who is currently hugging Todoroki from behind, arms around the other boy's neck, "are going to be fags—"
"Dude!" Kaminari protests. The rest of the class tenses, staring in shock at the grape.
"—they shouldn't do it in the hero course." Tears are gathering in Midoriya's eyes, and he buries his head in Todoroki's neck. Todoroki starts smoking, eyes livid, before he remembers the other boy is attached to him. Their classmates all begin to voice their disagreement when a voice cuts through, cold as ice.
"Mineta," their teacher growls. "That kind of language is unacceptable. Show some respect to your classmates."
To Hitoshi's surprise, laughter begins to bubble from Aoyama's mouth. "Mon cherie, the fact that you're saying this when most of our class is gay is laughable."
"Wha—" Mineta starts.
"And when most of us are in relationships?" Tokoyami interrupts. "On top of being unobservant, you're clearly the outlier here."
Mineta looks like he's about to short circuit, looking around suspiciously at all of his classmates. "Wait a minute, are you all f—"
Aizawa's capture weapon shoots out, wrapping around the short teen's mouth and cutting him off. "Mineta," he all but whispers, voice intense, eyes boring into his soul. Mineta shivers. "Principle Nezu would like to see you, now." Hound dog appears at the door and grabs the grape, dragging him into the hallway as tears stream down his face. The door slams shut, and after a moment of silence, the entire class erupts into cheering. Aizawa leans back in his chair, trying to act like he's not also pleased the little shit is gone. Hitoshi catches his eye, and he smirks at the boy, before returning his attention to his class.
"Okay, settle down. You all still have hero training this afternoon." Hitoshi's trying to figure out how to subtly sneak out of the room when Aizawa narrows his eyes at his class. "But I would like to know, how many of you are dating each other?" Kirishima's hand shoots straight up, causing Bakugo to begrudgingly follow suit. Yayorozu's hand goes up next, followed by Jirou's—whose face is bright red. Others in their class follow suit until the majority of 1-A has a hand in the air. Todoroki is too busy consoling Midoriya, but his protective stance makes their relationship status clear.
Kaminari looks like he’s deep in thought, and Hitoshi has one second to think please don't before the blonde is speaking up. "Sensei, are you just asking about people in our class, or in the room?"
Hitoshi groans and buries his head in his hands. Out of the corner of his eye, he can see Aizawa raise an eyebrow at him, then survey his class. He sighs.
"Just don't let it interfere with your training."
...
Later, when he’s curled up on the couch in the 1-A common room, Denki's head in his lap, Hitoshi finally finds the entire experience kind of hilarious.
"C'mon babe it wasn't that bad," Denki protests.
Bakugo erupts into laughter, pointing his finger at the electric hero. "Are you kidding? You totally exposed Eye Bags to his mentor. Way to go Dunce Face." From his place in the blonde's lap, Kirishima tries to silence his boyfriend.
"C'mon Bakugo, it's not like they're all that subtle." Hitoshi opens his mouth to protest, but closes it when he considers the evidence against him. "Aizawa-sensei probably already knew." He thinks Aizawa had his suspicions, but now he's definitely aware. He knows next time he sees Hizashi he'll cry about how Hitoshi doesn't trust them enough to tell them about his boyfriend. But honestly, how do you tell your dads mentors that you're dating one of their students?
"Guys! Oh my god!" Mina and Sero rush in. Mina's literally bouncing. "Mineta is totally packing up his room right now!"
"Thank god," Tsu croaks from the corner. "We won't have to worry about him sneaking into the girls bathroom anymore."
"Or trying to watch us make out," Uraraka adds, kissing the frog hero on the cheek.
There's a loud strum from upstairs, and screaming, and suddenly Mineta is flying down the stairs, clothes falling from the suitcases tumbling after him. "That's for looking at my girlfriend, you perv!" Shouts Jirou.
Mineta's on the floor, crying when he exclaims "I don't know why you homos are all being so rude, it's not like I'm the abomination." Bakugo looks like he's about to get up and beat the shit out of the grape when Todoroki and Midoriya exit the elevator. Todoroki pauses, takes one look at the asshole, turns to Midoriya, and kisses him with more passion than Hitoshi knew he possessed. Midoriya flails for a second when he's caught off guard, but deepens the kiss once he catches the drift. There are a few cat calls from around the common room, but everyone has to avert their eyes when they won't stop sucking each other's faces.
Mineta shrieks, pulling himself off the floor and bolting out of the building, belongings forgotten. The entire class cheers, jumping on couches and throwing pillows around. Kaminari pulls Hitoshi off of the couch and dances him around (despite his protests).
"Oh my god, let's have a celebratory movie night!" Mina exclaims. They summon the rest of the class and they all cozy up in the common room.
Well, Hitoshi thinks, I guess there's an open spot in the class now...
...
Shouta's standing by the window, sipping coffee while watching his former student flee in horror from the 1-A dorm. He smirks into the mug. Good riddance. Arms encircle him and he leans back and sighs. "Did you know Hitoshi's dating Kaminari?"
"What!" Hizashi screams into his ear. He grimaces. "Sorry," Hizashi apologizes sheepishly. "I can't believe he didn't tell us!" He's basically crying. Shouta rolls his eyes.
"He's a brat, so he probably was waiting for us to figure it out." Shouta replies. Hizashi bemoans their son student for a few more minutes while he finishes his cup.
"So," Hizashi questions, face by Shouta's ear, "when are you gonna tell the little listeners you're a little fruity?"
He shoves Hizashi's face away.