You can haunt my dreams tonight

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“I don’t know how to play poker.”
Izuku felt the smile creep across his face. “Don’t worry I’ll teach you. How much cash did you bring?”

“Excellent, I will bring you all fresh salads and your meals shortly after.” The waiter rushed off,

“If you are going to travel with us, we need to work on your poker face.” Izuku said as he took a sip of water.

“Fine, My brother will have the scallop risotto, I will have the lobster and our friend–” Denki trailed off looking at Shoto expectantly. The poor alpha looked shellshocked but snapped to attention as Denki kicked him. Steak, medium rare and the potatoes please.”

“Sir please keep your voice down.”

“Keep my voice down? You want me to keep my voice down?”

“Yes, please. Give us another chance to prove that our kitchen is clean, you and your table ordering anything on the menu today free of charge.”

“I am so sorry sir, I have no idea how that happened or where that came from! I assure you our kitchen is spotless. It must have been a prank by some passerby!”

“You expect me to believe that? There is a bug in my salad!” The waiter winced.

pocket and dumped it in his salad. “Oh my god how disgusting!” He screamed, attracting the attention of the waiter. “What is this? I expected more from–”

“Ok, but the second you make trouble for us I’m leaving you on the side of the road.” Shoto nodded and Denki smiled.

“Good we are all friends now! Let me take care of dinner and we can eat.” Shoto looked confused as Denki pulled a small glass bottle with a cockroach in it out of his

“Well my father was rich, and much less so now. I need help. I think my oldest brother is in trouble and I need to find him.” Izuku didn’t know much about the mysterious Touya, only that there was an accident when the kids were young leaving the former scarred horribly and Shoto much less so.

“He’s coming with us! Like to help! Think of what we can do if we have an alpha! And lets face it, soon neither of us will be able to pass for eighteen anymore and the barely legal bride won’t work anymore.”

“Why would you want to? You are rich and have everything–” He was cut off again.

“Then what did–” Izuku paled as the alpha approached their table.

“Hello stepmother.” Shoto said in his usual deadpan voice. “I am glad to see you have recovered from your injuries.”

“Denki what the fuck–”

was a good thing and Izuku had pretended to agree. But he packed Denki and emptied his father’s accounts that night. It was hard to make it on their own with no formal education and no skills other than the ones they had.

He had hoped that it was just an elaborate scam at first, but when confronted, Hisashi admitted it. That the money he could get from them working one night would be more than he could get scamming lonely old omegas one at a time. He acted like it

everything they knew, dragging them from town to town, never letting them have friends or a proper education. Izuku had still loved him up until he found out that the man was auctioning off his and Denki’s first times for when they turned eighteen.

“Please don’t be mad at me.” Oh god. That phrase. It was always followed by a mess he was supposed to clean up.
“If you broke down and called–”

“No! God no I wouldn’t do that to you. I would never.” The person Izuku wanted to talk to the least was their father. He had been the one to teach them

with a smile. I didn’t think the man would give that up, he loved it more than his children.”
“It drives like a dream.” Suspicion pooled in Izuku’s stomach as the waiter came and placed three salads on the table.

“Denki–”