Ken stepped into the grand hall, the air heavy with the subtle tension of a warrior's return. His father, Bakugo, with his trademark scowl and piercing eyes, nodded curtly in greeting. Camie, ever the bright and supportive presence, flashed a warm smile at her son. But before Ken could speak, Shinwa, the Queen of Korea and his wife, stepped forward, her eyes sharp and unwavering.
Shinwa: with a commanding tone
"Ken, you're not leaving this room until you've received medical attention. No arguments."
Ken's eyes widened slightly, the weight of her gaze pinning him like an arrow. The Dragon King, who commanded respect and fear in the demon world, felt a chill run down his spine at her words. This was the power of love and authority wrapped into one formidable force—Shinwa's voice was gentle, but there was no room for defiance in it.
Ken: with a hint of nervousness
"Yes, Your Majesty... I mean, Shinwa. I will, just... give me a moment."
Bakugo raised an eyebrow at Ken, a smirk tugging at the corner of his lips. He knew his son well; Ken was fierce and unyielding in battle, but Shinwa's fierce protectiveness had always been a challenge for him to navigate.
Bakugo: with a chuckle
"Look at you, Ken. Never thought I'd see the day you'd hesitate in front of your own wife."
Ken shot his father an exasperated glare before turning back to Shinwa, who was now holding a set of medical supplies, her eyes softening slightly as she approached him.
Shinwa: with a gentler tone
"You've pushed yourself too hard, Ken. I can't have my husband getting hurt without care. Let me help you."
Ken's expression softened, a small, sheepish smile forming on his lips as he nodded, realizing the truth in her words. With a sigh, he lowered his guard, feeling an unfamiliar vulnerability as she gently took his arm.
Ken: softly, with a small chuckle
"Alright, my Queen. No more resistance."
As Shinwa led him to a chair, Bakugo exchanged a knowing look with Camie. Ken had faced monsters, armies, and unthinkable challenges, but in the presence of his wife, he was simply Ken—the man who couldn't say no to Shinwa. And that, they both knew, was what made him strong.
Toshinori and Izana sat side by side in the living room, their heads bowed as Ellen and Eva stood in front of them, their expressions a mix of exasperation and concern. The room was filled with a tense silence, only broken by the occasional sigh or muttered complaint from the two men.
Ellen: crossing her arms, eyes narrowed
"You two really thought it was a good idea to engage in reckless sparring in the demon world without telling us? Do you have any idea how worried we were?"
Eva: her voice steady but laced with annoyance
"You're both supposed to be responsible, especially with everything that's at stake. We're not just dealing with your lives anymore; we're dealing with the future of our families, our sons."
Toshinori winced, glancing up at Ellen's stern face. Her eyes, sharp as ever, softened slightly when she saw the regret in his expression.
Toshinori: mumbling
"We didn't want to worry you, Ellen. We were just… trying to prepare, to protect you all."
Izana, usually calm and composed, rubbed the back of his neck nervously as he met Eva's gaze.
Izana: defensively
"We knew you'd be upset, but we were trying to get stronger. It's not like we don't understand how dangerous everything is."
Deku and Ochaco watched the scene from the doorway, a mix of amusement and awe on their faces. Their son and his brother-in-law, the mighty Titans and warriors, were now humbled, being scolded by their fierce wives like teenagers caught sneaking out of the house.
Deku: chuckling, whispering to Ochaco
"I never thought I'd see the day Toshinori got this look on his face."
Ochaco: smiling warmly
"Eva and Ellen are fierce, but they're right. Toshinori and Izana need to be more careful. And it looks like they've finally realized that."
Ellen's voice cut through the room, snapping everyone's attention back to the conversation.
Ellen: raising her finger for emphasis
"Next time, you tell us what you're planning. No secrets. No surprises."
Eva: smirking at Izana
"And if I catch you ignoring that rule again, you'll be doing chores for the next month. Understood?"
Toshinori and Izana exchanged a look, both finally breaking into small smiles at their wives' fierce resolve.
Toshinori: with a sheepish grin
"Understood, my queen."
Izana: sighing dramatically, but with a hint of amusement
"Yes, Your Highness. We promise."
The room seemed to shift with the electricity in the air, the teasing banter creating a playful yet heated atmosphere.
Ellen was trying to maintain her composure, but the heat creeping up her neck told a different story.
Toshinori leaned in, his voice a low whisper that brushed against her ear.
Toshinori: *in Russian, his voice smooth and teasing*
"Пожалуйста, не делай этого, я люблю, когда ты балуешь меня в постели. Подумай о своём муже."
*(Please don't do this, I love when you pamper me in bed. Think about your husband.)*
Ellen stiffened, a mix of exasperation and amusement sparking in her eyes.
She took a deep breath, trying to hold back a smile.
Ellen: *in Russian, her voice firm but amused* "Прекрати, Тошинори, ты сумасшедший."
*(Stop it, Toshinori, you're insane.)*
Toshinori smirked, pulling back just enough to meet her eyes, eyes filled with mischief and love.
Toshinori: *smirking, in Russian*
"Именно поэтому ты меня любишь."
*(That's why you love me.)*
Before Ellen could respond, Eva's voice cut through the banter, her eyes flicking toward Izana with a mix of annoyance and amusement.
Eva:
"Izana, your little brother is ridiculous. What is he saying to my older sister?"
Izana leaned closer to Eva, his eyes glinting with playful intent as he spoke in Russian, his voice low and sultry.
Izana: *in Russian*
"О, давай, Ева, у мужа только одна слабость — когда его жены сердятся. Позволь мне служить тебе ночью, а не заниматься этими домашними делами."
*(Oh, come on, Eva, a husband only has one weakness — when his wives are angry. Let me serve you at night instead of doing these house chores.)*
Eva's face flushed, and she quickly looked away, pretending not to be affected. But the slight quirk of her lips said otherwise.
Ellen: *chuckling as she glanced at Eva*
"Seems like our husbands think they can get out of anything with words."
Eva: *smirking, eyes softening as she looked back at Izana*
"And they just might be right."
Ochaco's eyes narrowed slightly, her patience thinning as she watched the playful exchanges between her daughters-in-law and their husbands. The room, once filled with laughter, felt charged with an energy that was both endearing and overwhelming.
Ochaco: *in Russian, with a mix of irritation and amusement*
"Хватит говорить такие глупости с моими невестками."
*(Stop saying such ridiculous things to my daughters-in-law.)*
Deku, who had been silently observing, leaned forward with a grin that held both pride and mischief. His voice, as calm as ever, reached Ochaco's ears in their shared language.
Deku: *in Russian, chuckling*
"Пожалуйста, Охако, не вмешивайся в это. Ты же знаешь, что они унаследовали свои флиртующие навыки от меня, верно?"
*(Please, Ochaco, don't get involved in this. You know they inherited their flirting skills from me, right?)*
Ochaco's eyes widened, and she shot him an incredulous look. For a moment, the tension in the room was replaced by the warmth of shared memories and the unspoken bond they both carried.
Ochaco: *with a sly smile, in Russian*
"Это ты виноват, что теперь мои дочери вечно сбивают с толку своих мужей."
*(It's your fault that now my daughters are always bewildering their husbands.)*
Deku's smile softened, and he reached out, brushing a strand of hair behind her ear.
Deku: *with a playful wink, in Russian*
"Тогда, может, мне стоит научить их, как использовать это на пользу?"
*(Then maybe I should teach them how to use it to their advantage?)*
Ochaco let out a soft laugh, the warm sound filling the room as everyone exchanged knowing looks. Even Eva and Ellen, now more relaxed, couldn't help but chuckle at the scene before them. The playfulness was a reminder of how, despite everything, their family held on to joy and love, even in the most unexpected moments.