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A complete week had passed since Keijo's arrival, and things were gradually falling into place for the couple. Aside from Keijo's occasional crying, everything was going smoothly. They had managed to find an apartment that conveniently accommodated both of them and moved in just yesterday. Although they were still in the process of settling in, they had successfully transported the majority of their belongings to the spacious apartment. With four bedrooms, two bathrooms, a generous kitchen, a medium-sized living area, and a balcony, the apartment provided ample space for their needs. Bakugou, in particular, developed a fondness for the kitchen, relishing the opportunity to showcase his culinary skills in such a well-appointed environment. Meanwhile, Kirishima's favorite room was the gym they had set up in one of the spare bedrooms. They had even transformed the fourth bedroom into a shared office, creating a versatile space for both of them to utilize. Overall, life had proven to be less stressful than anticipated, with a decent level of comfort and ease.

Presently, Kirishima found himself seated on the couch, cradling Keijo in his arms while they both watched an episode of the children's program "Octonauts" on Disney Jr. Keijo was particularly captivated by the show, his excitement evident as he clapped his hands and attempted to pronounce the names of the various sea creatures, albeit in an endearing manner that came out as "Goo goo ga ga." Bakugou, occupied in the kitchen, prepared a bottle for Keijo, responding to the baby's restlessness. Carrying the bottle, he made his way into the living area and handed it to Kirishima.

"Thanks, he was just about to fuss again," Kirishima expressed his gratitude with a smile. Bakugou nodded, settling down beside Kirishima. Keijo happily accepted the bottle and began drinking from it. "By the way, Deku said he would be coming over," Bakugou mentioned, his voice somewhat muted. Kirishima lifted his gaze from Keijo, his curiosity piqued. "Midoriya is coming? What's the purpose of his visit?" Kirishima tilted his head inquisitively.

"I have no idea. He mentioned he would be here in a few moments," Bakugou replied, his tone nonchalant.

Kirishima hummed, shifting his attention back to Keijo. As he held the tiny bundle of joy in his arms, Kirishima couldn't help but reflect on the uniqueness of their situation. It was surreal to think that he and Bakugou had embarked on this journey together, becoming parents despite the unexpectedness of it all. Kirishima cherished the bond they had formed and felt an overwhelming love for their child. However, a concern nagged at him—Keijo seemed to be growing up in isolation, lacking siblings or friends. Kirishima couldn't shake off the feeling that he didn't want Keijo to face the challenges of solitude. Just as he began contemplating these thoughts, a knock on the door disrupted his musings. Bakugou rose to open the door, muttering, "Here we go," before revealing a smiling Midoriya, holding a baby in his arms.

"Hey, Kacchan!" Midoriya greeted with a cheerful smile. "How are you?"

"I'm fine," Bakugou responded, eyeing the bag hanging from Midoriya's shoulder. "What's with the bag?"

Midoriya's smile remained unwavering as he stepped inside. Glancing around the spacious apartment, he remarked, "It feels so cozy. You must have received Kirishima's assistance in making this place look presentable."

Kirishima chuckled, rising from the couch with Keijo in his arms. "Hey, Deku! And who is this little one?" Kirishima asked, looking down at the baby in Midoriya's arms.

Midoriya beamed with pride. "This is Tizumi, my son. Say hello, Tizumi," he coaxed, eliciting a shy giggle from the baby.

Bakugou raised an eyebrow, observing the interaction. "Why did you bring him here, Deku?"

Midoriya maintained his composure, responding calmly, "I brought him here to give him an opportunity to make a new friend. Tizumi hasn't quite connected with Yaoyorozu and Jirou's child or Ashido and Uraraka's child, so I thought Keijo might be a good match."

Kirishima interjected, offering a supportive perspective. "That sounds reasonable. Let's see how they get along."

Midoriya gently placed Tizumi on the floor, observing the interaction between the two babies. They gazed at each other intently, creating a momentary pause. Kirishima expressed concern, "It seems like Tizumi isn't interested in Keijo."

Midoriya explained, "Tizumi has a habit of observing others to determine if they are trustworthy enough to be his friend. Although it might seem unusual, it's not a negative trait. This is the longest I've seen him engage in this process."

Bakugou let out a sigh, reclining on the couch. Kirishima, seizing the moment, playfully grabbed the remote control and held it like a microphone. "Ladies and gentlemen, welcome to the ultimate stare-down! Who will make the first move? Opponent A or Opponent B?" he exclaimed, mimicking Present Mic's enthusiastic voice. Midoriya chuckled, and Bakugou playfully nudged him. Meanwhile, Tizumi and Keijo continued their locked gaze. Minutes ticked by, prompting Kirishima to whisper, "Any day now..."

Midoriya interrupted the suspense, pointing excitedly at Tizumi. "Look!" he exclaimed, as Tizumi began crawling towards Keijo. Kirishima's face lit up, resuming his announcer-like voice, "Opponent A is on the move!"

Keijo observed Tizumi's approach with curiosity, eventually responding with giggles and clapping. Tizumi reciprocated, leading to a harmonious exchange of babbling sounds. It was as if they had developed their own unique language.

"And they have connected!" Kirishima cheered. Midoriya, brimming with joy, exclaimed, "I'm so happy! Tizumi has found a friend!"

Kirishima noted the resemblance between the babies' bond and Midoriya's friendship with Bakugou. "This reminds me of your friendship with Bakugou," he remarked.

Curious, Midoriya inquired, "What do you mean?"

"You two were childhood friends, right?" Kirishima elaborated. "It's only fitting for our children to become friends too."

Midoriya's face brightened with realization. "Oh, yes! It would be wonderful if they could grow up as friends." Kirishima nodded in agreement.

Bakugou interjected firmly, "No."

Surprised, both Kirishima and Midoriya exclaimed, "No?!" The sudden outburst startled the babies, causing them to cry. Kirishima and Midoriya swiftly picked up their children, soothing them in their arms.

Kirishima whispered gently to Keijo, "It's okay, little buddy. Don't worry, we'll figure this out."

Midoriya echoed the sentiment, soothing Tizumi. "Shh, it's alright, Tizumi. We'll find a way for you to make friends."

Bakugou sighed, his expression softening. "Look, I'm not saying they can't be friends. I just don't want them to have the same messed-up friendship we had growing up. They deserve better."

Kirishima and Midoriya exchanged understanding glances. "You're right, Kacchan," Midoriya admitted. "They deserve a healthier and happier friendship than we had. Let's make sure we guide them in the right direction."

Kirishima nodded in agreement. "Absolutely. We'll create an environment where they can grow and learn together, free from the burdens we carried."

With newfound determination, the trio set out to foster an environment of friendship and positivity for their children. As the babies gradually calmed down, they resumed their playful babbling, completely unaware of the heartfelt conversation taking place among their parents.

Together, Kirishima, Bakugou, and Midoriya were determined to give their children the best opportunities for friendship and happiness. And as their babies continued to giggle and play, the three friends looked forward to the bright future that awaited their little ones.

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