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There had been a rise in crime in the Matsutafu region, citizens had been advised to keep their doors locked, stick to pairs when walking home, and to be inside before dark. This was all because of one person, a new up and coming villain that is giving the Hero Public Safety Commission a run for their money; Eraserhead.
Along with the villain, Erasurehead, was Soundwave, who was able to use his voice at different pitches and volumes. Erasurehead and Soundwave were often seen together. People often speculated that they were either dating or married, but no one knows if they are or not.
Recently, Erasurehead, whose name is Aizawa Shouta, and Soundwave, whose name is Yamada Hizashi, had been looking for a child; they had no qualms about age, and they knew that they most likely were not going to end up being able to find an actual baby, but that wasn’t a problem for them; they’d be their baby no matter what. They couldn’t care less about quirks. If they were strong, weak, or even quirkless, it wasn't like their baby would ever be using it again.
It was around nine o’clock at night when they found their son; the streets had been deserted because of the cold air, not to mention the fact that it was dark outside. Erasurehead and Soundwave were patrolling their territory when a child no older than fourteen ran into the alleyway. The boy’s forest-green eyes had tears welling in them. His cherub face had a large bruise on the right side, as if someone had backhanded the boy.
“Help please!” The boy whimpered while periodically looking over his shoulder, Soundwave nodded, grabbed the boy from under his armpits, and set him on his hip, both Soundwave and Erasurehead began to walk deeper into the alley they were in. “H-hey I just w-wanted h-help you don't have to take me a-anywhere,” Izuku stuttered out, beginning to squirm in Soundwaves’s arms.
“Don’t worry, baby, Daddy and Papa are here.” The blonde said this and began patting Izuku’s back.
“You are not my dad! Let me go!” Izuku yelled, squirming even harder, but he froze the moment he met Soundwaves’s eyes, his already pale skin turning a deathly pale color, and his breath began to speed up. “Y-your S-Soundwave and t-that means y-your-” he cut himself off with a whimper, trying even harder to get out of Soundwave’s arms.
“You're a smart boy baby, but we’re not going to hurt you, we promise." This time, it was Erasurehead who spoke, and as Izuku went to scream, there was suddenly a cloth covering his mouth. The cloth was soaked in some kind of liquid, and it made Izuku feel woozy and tired.
“That's it, baby, just close those eyes.” Someone said Izuku’s not sure who said it, but he was out before he could think about it more.
When Izuku woke up, it took him a second to actually look around him. He was warm and comfortable in his spot, but the memories of what had happened came flooding in, and Izuku began to squirm. He was trapped in some kind of blanket. His breathing began to speed up, and he felt the telltale signs of tears coming to his eyes. The room was dark, with the only source of light being a small nightlight on the other side of the room.
Izuku was able to free one arm, which made it easier to get out of the whole blanket. He huffed once he was out of it, wiping at his eyes to get rid of the tears, he stood on shaky legs hand coming up to grasp at the side of the crib. Once he steadied himself he began to climb out, it was a little tall but Izuku had jumped from higher before, he was able to get out and he opened the door carefully stepping out, listening as he carefully walked down the hall, he made a mad dash for the front door once he saw it only to squeak when he was scooped up, one thing that Izuku noticed at that moment was that there was a pacifier in his mouth the only reason he realized was because it had just fallen out and landed on the floor with a quiet clink.
He had been picked up by the blonde man from earlier; Soundwave. Izuku whined squirming in the arms that were holding him. “Let me go!” Izuku yelled red blotches and began to stain his cheeks from the embarrassment of knowing he had been sucking on a pacifier and from the work of struggling in the blonde's arms, he wasn't strong by any means but he couldn't be this weak!
The blonde man just hushed him, ignoring his struggles. “You were looking for Daddy and Papa weren't you?” He asked rhetorically, cooing at the boy and walking towards the only room in the hallway that had a soft yellow light spilling out from the crack in the door. As the blonde pushed open the door he began speaking to the other occupant in the room, “Shou, guess who missed their Daddy and Papa!” Hizashi gushed holding Izuku close to his chest, the man in bed cracked one of his eyes open squinting in the dim light to look at the man and boy, Shouta rolled onto his side and held the bedcovers up so that the two could join him under the blanket, Hizashi settled Izuku down in the middle of the bed and before izuku could attempt to get up he slid in behind him. Shouta pulled Izuku close to his chest, voice gruff when he gently reprimanded Izuku’s squirming, “Settle down.”
“No! Let me go! I Wanna go home!” Izuku struggled against the man's chest more, using his hands to press against the bare chest, tears streaming down his face. Izuku tried to swallow down the lump in his throat. He may be crying but he was not going to outright sob around these men.
“You are home, this will always be your home even if we have to chain you up and lock you away to get you to stay, this will always be your home,” Hizashi chimed in from behind him, voice taking on some bit of manic glee. Izuku tried to cower away from the two men, a soft whimper leaving his lips, he couldn't go far with Shouta’s arms around him. Izuku had traded one hell for another, he could feel a sob bubbling up ready to escape at a moment's notice. Shouta just hushed him softly running his fingers gently through his hair, Hizashi’s hand came and began rubbing up and down Izuku's back. “I think he might be hungry Sho,” Izuku didn't seem like he was going to calm down any time soon. Shouta didn't respond, shifting Izuku down the bed, sliding a pillow under his arm so Izuku’s head was propped up and at eye level with Shouta's nipple. “Izuku open your mouth,” Shouta spoke, his hand cradling the back of Izuku's head.
Izuku’s eyes widened. No way in hell was he doing that! Izuku tried to push his head back but Shouta’s hand was unrelenting and firm in all of Izuku’s struggles. “Izuku open your mouth, we don't want to have to force you,” Shouta spoke firmly, hand nudging Izuku closer, Izuku only shook his head keeping his mouth shut tight, Shouta sighed and looked at Hizashi. “It would be a shame if something happened to your mother because you don’t want to be a good boy,” Hizashi whispered in his ear. Izuku’s eyes widened and he hiccuped, new tears replacing the old ones, he may not like his mother but he could let her be killed! Izuku opened his mouth a little bit. “Good boy.” Shouta praised pulling Izuku’s head closer so his lips were wrapped around his nipple. Izuku had an idea cross his mind to get out of this but it seemed that Shouta caught on before he could even try, “Try it and you’ll find yourself over my knee.” Shouta spoke his gaze stern.
Izuku froze his eyes watering once again, he knew it was foolish to even think that they wouldn't hurt him, he knew they had kidnapped him but they wanted him as a son of some kind, he thought at least that they wouldn't hurt him. Shouta just sighed hand beginning to card through his curls again, “We don't want to hurt you, we just want you to be good, if you misbehave you will be punished when you do, maybe not a spanking seeing your reaction to just a threat to one. But, it's late, you need to sleep, we don't want a fussy baby, now start sucking baby.” Izuku gave the man a dubious look and gave a huff but did as the man said, he did it more out of fear than want. He let out a startled squeak when all of a sudden a warm liquid began to fill his mouth. It didn't taste bad. Izuku was still hesitant for a few moments before he slowly relaxed into the man's chest, he might not have liked the situation he had been placed in but he couldn't deny that this gave him an immense amount of comfort, there was only the soft sounds of izuku's suckles in the quiet of the room.
Izuku was startled when he felt a hand on his back and someone sliding closer behind him, he would have no choice to stay pressed against Shouta’s chest or back into Hizashi’s chest. Izuku Unlatched and curled up between the two men, making sure his knees dug into Shouta’s stomach just to be petty.