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sunshiinepower · 4 years

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@fatgumtm asked :: 🌱 - go to a pumpkin patch

Toshinori loved autumn. The way the air changed with the temperature and leaves around them. The ease at which the mild weather left his injury alone (for the most part). He used to love the winter seasons, summer even more, but aging alongside a crippling injury made the man grow sour toward the extreme changes in seasons. Now, there was nothing he loved more than slipping out into the crisp air, hearing the leaves crunch beneath his feet, and finding himself at the biggest attraction of the season; a pumpkin patch.

Wading through the rows of orange, blue orbs never leaving the rounded bodies, the man smiles. Feels the warmth deep in his chest and finds comfort in knowing he isn’t here alone. That so soon as he lift his head, as he does, he’ll find the man accompanying him.

Taishiro (or FatGum as the public knew him) was a longtime friend who, long ago, haphazardly caught All Might shifting into his weaker form. It was shortly after the capture of a villain; the two men working together to accomplish this small feat. All Might’s side wailing with an agony that he’d done his best to conceal. Pushed through it in an effort to wrap things up and keep the people safe for another day. To avoid any suspicion of his weakened state.

Scurrying away under the guise of getting to another emergency had backfired when Taishiro offered his assistance. Scurried after the man in a diligent effort to provide aid when needed, and All Might could hardly feel any anger toward him. Could hardly feel any surprise as he dipped into a nearby alleyway, set a bony hand on the nearby wall, coughing blood between his teeth, wheezing around his injury, smoke hissing off his body, and approached by a very worried companion. A hero; and nothing less than that.

He’d been forced to accept the help that night. Struggled with the anxiety that rattled his mind about having his true form discovered. Waited, every passing day, for the news to suddenly blow up in his face. For the public to turn on him and demand answers.

It was silly. Absolutely ridiculous to have ever assumed that the man beside him, a man with a heart twice as big as Toshinori’s, would ever do anything but respect his privacy.

Now, here they were. Years down their line of history together, one retired and one still very much active, stuck between choosing what pumpkin they’d like to bring home.

“Mm...I’m hoping for something big.” He shapes a circle in the air with his hands, looking at the taller man with a wide grin. “I want to try and set it up in the common area at the dorms. Maybe even bring back some donuts for the students...?”

#this--#i appreciate this SO MUCH #i am ALWAYS ready for some fatgum and all might interaction #like #they is PRECIOUS #thank you so so much for this!!#and i hope this was okay!#if not lemme know and i'll fix it up!!#i also forgot i made these fancy headers so like :'DDDDDDDDD #a bimbo.#a bimbo has arrived.#fatgumtm

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