Summary : I’m not good at summaries. Just, All Might tells humiliating things about Izuku’s training at his class, as a father would do with his son, and Izuku points it out to him.
Before you read : It’s a tickle fic / It’s a SFW fic / English isn’t my native language, I’m sorry if make mistakes / You can tell me if I make mistakes, it will help me a lot! / Please have a great day!
Izuku’s face changed when he saw the members of class 1-A on the training field. Since he was in his new school, he’s been training daily after school with his mentor, All Might, looking more like a father than a teacher with him.
In his hero form, All Might was holding the boy upside down, making him think in a new situation. Izuku tried to escape, blushing. He didn’t want to be seen like that by his friends. The hero put him down and greet his students.
“Hello kids, you came to train too ?”
“In fact, we were wondering what you were doing with Midoriya, All Might sensei.” Said Tsuyu, the others behind her nodded.
The hero made another heroic laugh, leaned over and wrapped an arm around the shoulders of his successor. Izuku jumped and blushed.
“We are training!” Said All Might happily.
“You are training? But we do it every day!” Ochaco said, tired.
“Yes indeed. But Young Midoriya needs more advice. After all, he doesn’t control his quirk yet.” The teacher explained.
“All Might…” Izuku blushed with shame. It’s like a father talking about his son’s problems with his friends. And it was going to get worse.
“You know, when I met him, he was very weak, so we had a lot of work to do.”
“But he worked well, and today he has made a lot of progress.” He ran his huge hand through the boy’s hair, which hid his face in his hands.
“Tell us please!” Kirishima seemed interested in seeing how Izuku had become a man.
“Initially, he could barely move a tire. He collapsed after each training, swearing that he would become like me. It was very brave.”
Izuku said nothing, his red face ready to explode, hidden in his hands. Why did All Might tell all of this? To humiliate him? Maybe he was wrong when he saw him as a dad…
“But you know, I’m very proud of him, he’s done more than I could imagine. He will become a great hero, like all of you!”
The boy came out of his hiding place and cast a surprised look at his mentor. He replied with a heroic smile and a wink.
“Well, now, go home! Tomorrow is a busy day, the exercises will be hard and I will not give you any gifts! ”
The class answered with a tired sigh, before greeting their teacher and leaving. Once they were all gone, All Might resumed its normal form and sat next to Izuku. He was still blushing. The hero said nothing, wondering if he had not gone too far. After all, he no longer saw Midoriya as a student or successor, but as a son, and he was incredibly proud.
“At least you didn’t tell them about…that.” Izuku said, avoiding his mentor’s gaze.
“Oh… You mean this!” he replied, planting his ten fingers in the boy’s ribs.
He uttered a cry of surprise and tried to get away from the big hands that were attacking him. But he was gripped by the arm and lying on the hero’s lap. He took the opportunity to scribble the belly of the poor boy, already lost in a stream of laughter.
“All Might! Stohohop! Please! ”
“Only if you tell me why you blushed so much earlier. Are you in love? ”
He went down on the boy’s hips, making him jump and double his cries. Although he was no longer in his hero form, he still had enough strength to keep the boy in place.
“So tell me, what happened?” He asked curiously. He suspected the answer, but any excuse was good to tickle him.
“Answer my question first.” He was using his teasing voice.
All Might returned to the boy’s ribs, playing separately with each of them. He knew it was one of the things that could make Izuku crack. And indeed, a few minutes later, he cracked.
“Okay okay! I will tell you! Stohohop!”
The hero stopped, ready to listen. Picking up his breath, Izuku gathered his thoughts. How would he confess to his mentor, his idol, that he saw in him the father he never had? Impossible.
“I… Uh… I have fever?” He was a bad liar. And All Might knew it.
“If you don’t tell me the truth, you know what’s waiting for you…” He raised his hands above the boy’s belly, approaching them dangerously.
“So?” He stopped a few inches from the boy.
“I see you as a father!” Izuku unpacked everything without thinking, then hid again.
All Might didn’t say anything. So it was reciprocal? So the boy did not think he was too close? It was a relief. He wanted above all the well-being of the boy, even if it meant not being too close. But in the end, it was the opposite, he saw him as a father. He couldn’t be happier.
“But that does not explain why you were blushing.” He smiled, running his hand through the boy’s hair.
“You… You were acting like a dad telling humiliating things about his son’s childhood…” he whispered, hoping he did not hear.
Of course he did, and his smile grew stronger. This boy was too adorable not to smile. Izuku looked up at him and waited for an answer.
“You’re not saying anything… I… I should go…” He got up, but was stopped and caught in a hug.
“Usually, I’m not very cuddly. But I make an exception for my son. ”
It took Izuku a few seconds to understand. When it hit him, he hid his face in his mentor’s chest. He couldn’t stop crying.
All Might smiled, hugging him tight.
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