NOTAKING
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Chapter 50(MHA)
🕑 Added 2025-08-14 20:27:59 +0000 UTCShe sat quietly on the edge of his bed, her posture composed but her eyes carrying a weight she clearly didn’t know how to put into words. With a small pat of her hand, she tapped the space beside her.
“Come here.”
Izuku hesitated for only a moment before walking over and sinking onto the mattress. The faint dip of the bed brought them a few inches closer, close enough for him to catch the soft trace of her perfume mixed with the warm scent of her skin. Gladice smiled faintly, but there was a shadow behind it.
“How was school? Anything fun happen there?” Inko asked, her tone light, but her fingers nervously twisted a strand of her hair.
“I guess so,” he said with a shrug. “Today’s training was a bit more exciting than usual.”
“That’s nice…” Her voice trailed for a beat before softening. “Listen… about yesterday. I—” She swallowed, her gaze dropping to her lap. “I don’t even know how to say this. I didn’t mean to make you feel bad. It’s just… son, it’s not normal. And I don’t think I could forgive myself if I ever used you to… relieve myself.”
Her hand rested gently on his thigh, the warmth of her palm seeping through the fabric of his pants.
He met her eyes steadily. “Yeah, but I don’t really mind. The last thing I want is to see you getting eaten up by these emotions. I’d rather break our boundary than watch you get consumed by lust.”
His voice was steady, but there was an undercurrent of honesty that made her chest tighten.
“I mean… you might not know this, but I hear you, every night, Mom,” he said quietly. “You really need help.”
Inko froze, her cheeks burning at the admission. Embarrassment pricked her skin, but the sadness in his voice cut deeper than the shame.
She blinked rapidly as her vision blurred, then she leaned forward, wrapping her arms around him. He embraced her back, his steady hold grounding her in the middle of her turmoil.
“Then… if you’re interested,” Izuku said softly against her ear, “I can help you with these urges. Mom, I’ve been studying… and I mean, if I’m going to practice for the future—why not with you?”
Inko’s breath hitched. Slowly, she pulled back just enough for their eyes to lock. Something unspoken passed between them—a question, an answer, and a dangerous agreement all at once.
Then it happened.
They leaned in, almost at the same time, and their lips met in a deep, desperate kiss. It wasn’t tentative or shy—it was the kiss of lovers who had been separated for far too long, pouring all the unspent feelings and forbidden thoughts they’d tried to bury into one explosive moment. Her fingers curled into his shirt, pulling him closer, while his hand cupped the side of her face, thumb brushing her warm cheek.
The room seemed to fade until there was only the heat between them.
[A/N: Man this was hard to write. Wanted to make it feel natural as possible. Oh well let's continue. ]
After they slowly pulled away from their kiss, their eyes locked in a moment thick with unspoken words. Sparks practically danced between them—clear, undeniable love radiating from both. The air felt electric yet tender, like the calm after a storm.
Gladice bit her lower lip softly, a shy smile playing on her lips. “I think… we should take things slow. I’m not really ready yet, you know?” Her voice was quiet but steady, filled with honesty and a hint of vulnerability.
Travis smiled warmly, reaching out to tuck a loose strand of hair behind her ear. “I get it. Take all the time you need. As long as I’m here to help you through it, whenever you’re ready.” His tone was patient, kind, and full of quiet promise.
She glanced down at her hands for a second before looking back up, a teasing glint flickering in her eyes. “So… do I have to throw away all my stuff now?”
He chuckled, the sound soft but playful. “They say a blind man will throw away his stick when his vision returns, or something like that.”
That made her laugh—a warm, genuine sound that filled the room. “No wonder all these little girls fall for you. You’re such a silly,” she teased, nudging him gently.
“Well, I guess you’re a little girl too then,” he fired back with a grin, eyes twinkling.
Their laughter melted seamlessly into another kiss, soft and sweet. This time, Travis gently pushed her back onto the bed, straddling her hips as their mouths met again in a beautiful, lingering makeout session. Every touch, every brush of lips was electric—full of longing but careful, as if savoring the moment rather than rushing it.
Eventually, they pulled apart, breathless and smiling. Hand in hand, they made their way downstairs for lunch, the afternoon sun casting a warm glow through the windows.
Gladice slid onto the bench beside him, her fingers brushing his arm whenever she could. Between bites, she leaned in to press soft kisses on his cheek and jawline—tiny reminders of how much she loved him and didn’t want to let go.
“So… what are we doing tonight? Another movie night?” Travis asked, eyes sparkling with anticipation.
She smiled, nestling closer. “Yeah, but this time in your room. The couches don’t really feel that comfortable.”
He nodded thoughtfully. “What time?”
She bit her lip, shy but excited. “Umm… how about midnight? If you can make it.”
His grin was unstoppable, spreading wide like he couldn’t help himself. “Of course. I mean, what else would I be doing at midnight?”
“In case you forgot…” she teased, arching an eyebrow, “saving people?”
“Oh yeah, I totally forgot about that,” Izuku said with a mock serious nod, which made her shake her head, a soft laugh escaping her lips.
Their eyes met, and without another word, they leaned in, sharing a sweet kiss—gentle, full of unspoken promises. The quiet warmth of the moment lingered between them, wrapping the night in possibility.
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Later, after they had finished lunch together, Izuku rose from the table and headed back upstairs to his room. The afternoon sunlight filtered through the blinds, casting thin stripes of light across his floor. He dropped onto his bed and pulled out his phone. The screen lit up with a call notification—it was Jiro.
‘Huh, didn’t expect her to just call me,’ he thought, slightly surprised.
Deciding to keep it casual, he quickly typed out a message.
Izuku: Hey, what’s up?
Seconds later, her reply popped up.
Jiro: Nothing much. Are you free on Sunday?
Izuku: Sure, why?
Jiro: Momo didn’t tell you this, but we’re planning to hang out together. I lost a bet, so I was assigned to be the one to tell you.
Izuku chuckled quietly. ‘Classic Momo and her schemes.’
Izuku: Okay, Sunday it is. What time?
Jiro: Earliest is 11, but officially 12.
Izuku: Cool, I’ll see you guys there.
He sighed, running a hand through his hair. ‘Let me guess… individual dates with all the girls. Smart move, honestly. But damn, I’m going to be tired.’
His mind immediately jumped to the project with Yu. ‘I should call her about the shelter. Or maybe just barge in at her place…’ He smirked to himself, feeling the thrill of his growing connections.
TO BE CONTINUED
