Mha: Being Better

Part 7: Can't Catch a Break

(Early Morning)

Inside a certain high rise hotel room were the sleeping forms of one Izuku Midoriya, and one Rumi Usagaiyama who laid under the red silk sheets of a queen sized bed, the light of the sun beamed through the small cracks of the drawn curtain lighting the room in a soft glow.

The pair were clearly naked from the fact their hero costumes were strewn about on the floor, and of course the fact Izuku's chest which Rumi was laid on was bare to the open air.

And from smelling the air inside the room, anyone familiar with the stench of intercourse could deduce that the two had quite the long night of love making. Add in the bite and small bruises ok Izuku's neck and shoulders, it seemed Rumi had thoroughly enjoyed herself.

And since the sheets were stuck to their forms and stained, along with the bedside trash can was empty, it wasn't a stretch to figure out that they didn't use any protection in their night of passion.

The warm and comfortable scene was a sight for sore eyes, yet it wasn't meant to last long, in this case it was due to their phones ringing and dinging with notifications as they slept.

With groans and whines the two awoke, neither were happy to be woken up by the ringing of their phones, and especially with how early it was after a long night like the one they had.

Groaning lowly and reaching for his phone Izuku's blinked the tiredness from his eyes and looked at who was calling him.

It took a moment but his brain finally registered that it was his mother Inko Midoriya, and being the good son he was Izuku answered in a kind yet husky voice "Hello?"

<Izuku Midoriya, why is Mitsuki calling me squealing and gossiping about you and Mirko going on a date?>
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"Fuck me." Was Izuku's eloquent response.

Inko hearing what he said reprimanded him on the other side of the phone, but Izuku was a little busy as he turned over to glance at his rabbit quirked lover.

The wide eyed expression was a foreign sight on her tanned face, but more importantly Izuku noticed the article she was looking at on her phone that had apparently been sent to her by Ryukyu.

This was bad, really, really bad.

So apparently some reporter from who had been transferred from America had gotten a few pictures of them last night and heard most of their conversation with each other.

"Uh, mom. As much as I'd like to answer your questions right now I sorta have to deal with....all of this. So I'll just say that, yes Mirko and I got together and I'm also, sort of in a polyamorous relationship where it's me, Mirko and the Mei Hatsume, the pink haired girl I told you about."

<Oh I remember her, the nice girl with big breast that was on your team during the sports festival. I'm honestly more full of pride than anything so just promise to explain everything when you can and I'll say it's fine with me. Talk to you later sweetie.>

Izuku blushed but nodded to himself "Yeah that works for me mom, talk to you when I can."

He hung up and looked to see he had a 'Lot' of texts and phone calls from his friends, and a few from aunt Mitsuki and even All Might of all people.

Letting out an exasperated sigh Izuku put his phone down and brought the still shellshocked Rumi into a comforting hug, after a few moments the gesture seemed to work in calming her down.

Her ears became less rigid as she scrolled through the article, Izuku read over her shoulder as they read it together to see everything that was written there.