Midoriya woke up to Todoroki making noises, and he panicked before realizing Todoroki was gurgling and waving his arms at the All Might poster on the ceiling.

“Hey baby, you having fun?” Midoriya said, sitting up and rubbing his eyes. Todoroki turned and grinned, babbling softly.

“You’re talkative this morning.” Midoriya climbed out of bed and picked Todoroki up. “What’s going on baby?”

Todoroki didn’t respond, only buried his face into Midoriya’s bare chest. The Caregiver smiled and carried Todoroki into the bathroom, setting the Little down and staring at him.

“Bear with me Shouto, I’m not Bakugou.” He said. Todoroki waved his arms and blinked sleepily.

Midoriya picked up one of the clean diapers Momo had left him. As soon as it was in his hands, he let himself fall back on instinct. Somehow, he didn’t mess up too bad. The tabs were a bit crooked and he may or may not have put too much baby powder on, but he had technically succeeded.

Todoroki was picked up, again with One for All, and Midoriya navigated the elevator and the stairs with the Little in his arms.

The kitchen was loud, as it usually was on Saturday mornings. But Midoriya didn’t get to take any of it in before a bouncing head of blonde hair came up to him and stared.

“Is ‘at the baby?” Kaminari asked, his hands clasped behind his back. “Cause my Daddy said we had a baby and I have to be real quiet else I’ll wake him up.”

Midoriya smiled. So Kaminari had dropped. He was cute, if a bit talkative. But that was too be expected. He was 5, after all. And his lisp was fairly cute.

“Yep. This is the baby.” Midoriya said. “And who’s your Daddy?”

“‘Shima and ‘Suki.”

Thank god. “Can you take me to see your Daddy?”

Kaminari nodded. “Sure,” He said cheerfully, before racing towards the kitchen. “Daddy! ‘Zuku wants to talk to you!”

“Coming!” Kirishima called, picking Denki up and spinning him around. “Good morning Midoriya!” He said, propping Denki on his hip. “Katsuki has a bottle ready for you in the kitchen.”

So Midoriya followed Kirishima back into the kitchen, where most of 1-A was gathered. Tokoyami was being fed by Shoji, Kaminari had run off to play with Sero and Mina, Sato was helping Momo and Uraraka with pancakes, and Iida was checking his phone. Bakugou passed Midoriya a coffee cup and a bottle, his eyes still half closed.

“Thanks Kacchan.” Midoriya said, picking up the bottle. Feeding Todoroki was easier the second time around, and he wasn’t tired or irritated now. Bakugou rolled his eyes, but didn’t make a smart comment.

“So, Kaminari,” Midoriya glanced over to where Sero was showing Kaminari his Pokémon. “You’re his Caregiver?”

“Eijirou convinced me. He adopted Kaminari, and I was added on due to my boyfriend status.” Bakugou grumbled, his hands moving automatically to sign before he rolled his eyes and dropped them. He hadn’t needed to sign in the mornings since he’d gotten hearing aids from the UA medical department.

Todoroki finished his bottle, and Midoriya passed the Little off to a fully awake Momo so that he could drink his, admittedly oversized, cup of coffee.

Sometime in between Midoriya finishing off three cups of coffee and Kaminari asking seven times when Paw Patrol came on, Aizawa came to visit them.

“I see the children have dropped,” he grumbled, setting down on the couch. “That’s good. Where’s the small one?”

Midoriya raised an eyebrow. “The Little one, or Mineta?” He asked.

“The purple one.”

“Left the dorms as soon as he got his results,” Mina said, looking up from her game with Denki. “Said something about the filthy regressors or all that. It wasn’t pretty, whatever he happened to be saying.”

Aizawa stiffened. “When he gets back, tell him to see me.”

They all nodded and Aizawa looked over at Tokoyami, who was falling asleep on the couch, and Kaminari, who was watching Mina play Pokémon with more energy than he needed. “Should I show you the playroom now?” He said.

All four Caregivers present looked up and unanimously said “Yes.”

Aizawa stood and stretched. Midoriya picked Shouto up and led the students to a pair of creamy wooden doors that definitely hadn’t been there a month ago.

“The playroom and nursery were built a week or so ago,” Aizawa explained. “They were designed specifically for your class, no other dorm building has a Little’s room like this. Everything here is custom built and should anything need replacing, just find a teacher and tell them.”

He pushed the doors open, and everyone looked into the room.

The carpet was warm brown and super soft, surrounded by cream colored walls with brown dinosaurs and green grass designs. The lights were soft, definitely something that wouldn’t hurt anyone’s eyes. There were two couches against the left wall, both dark wood with pale green cushions. Against the right wall was a TV, a few animal themed chairs, and a bookshelf. A tie-dyed pastel couch sat in front of the TV, and there was a yellow and purple toy box set under the TV. Kaminari immediately squirmed out of Kirishima’s grip and began rummaging through the toys. Aizawa didn’t say anything, just pointed to the doors.

“Those doors,” he gestured to the double cream doors on the left. “Lead to a bedroom for older Littles, like Kaminari.”

The room was dimmer than the playroom, with only one light and less furnishings. Five dark wooden beds with blue blankets and pillows were lined against the walls opposite the doors. Each bed had is own shelf for personal storage, and the shelves were shaped like little airplanes. There were a few dressers of the same dark wood and a bookshelf in the corner. A softly glowing night light sat next to the door, projecting stars against the walls, which had the same grass pattern as the playroom, only in dark periwinkle. The rest of the wall was a few shades lighter, with lightning bugs patterned across the paint.

Kaminari flopped onto a bed and sighed. “The blankets are so soft!” He said happily. “Daddy, come feel!”

Kirishima stayed with Kaminari while the others continued the tour. The doors opposite the playroom entrance, also double doors, led to the nursery.

The nursery was, by far, Midoriya’s favorite part. Maybe because he took care of a baby Little. But no matter what, he loved the room. It was dark, just like other bedroom, but the source of light was a space themed mobile that spun lazily on the ceiling. The walls were a deep blue, speckled with stars and the occasional swirling solar system. The floor was the same carpet as the playroom and bedroom. There were four cribs off to the left, dark wood like the rest of the furniture in the room. Each one had pale blue blankets and white pillows, and the bars were clearly lowerable for convenience.

In the right corner was the changing tables and dressers. One, as Aizawa told them, had clothes, and one had diapers and other various supplies. Each crib had a shelf, like the bedroom, but these shelves were just a plain dark shelf. In between a bookshelf and the wall to the immediate right were two black rocking chairs, both decorated with space patterns.

Aizawa showed them the bathrooms, all identical. Two were in the nursery, and two were in the playroom. White tile floors, white walls with a colorful stripe across the top. The stripe was a vibrant turquoise with orange and yellow dinosaur shapes. A big bathtub sat in the right corner, with towels and soaps hanging around it. Countertop space, a sink, a toilet, and proper storage rounded out the bathroom, and Aizawa sighed as he led his little group out into the playroom.

“Go ahead and use it. Just don’t wreck it,” he warned. And just like that, he left.

Midoriya raided the nursery dressers first. Todoroki has gotten attached to his pacifier, so Midoriya didn’t try and give him a new one. He did, however, change Todoroki into an All Might onesie. The Little looked up at the space mobile and cooed, reaching his hands out as Midoriya picked him up and settled into a rocking chair.

Shouto was half asleep when Momo, came in, a black bundle in her arms.

“How is he?” She asked, perching on the other chair.

“Good. A bit sleepy, but good,” Midoriya said. “Thanks for holding him this morning.”

Momo shook her head. “It was my pleasure,” she murmured. “I brought something for him. It was originally going to be a birthday present, but I figured he could use it now.”

She held out a stuffed animal, a How to Train Your Dragon Toothless stuffie to be exact. Todoroki saw the glimmering pattern on the dragon and squealed, holding his hands out and accepting the toy. As soon as it was tucked into his arms, Momo smiled.

“He’s always loves those movies,” she explained. “So I figured a Toothless stuffed animal would be appreciated. I got Kaminari a Pikachu plushie and I think I’m his favorite Aunt now.”

Midoriya laughed. “Well, I’m sure Shouto will thank you as soon as he pulls out. But now,” he looked down at his Little. “I think it’s nap time”

Once Todoroki was safely tucked into one of the cradles, Midoriya sat down in the common room for some peace and quiet.

He didn’t get what he wanted.