Midoriya would be lying if he said he knew what he was doing. Eye contact was held for maybe ten seconds before Todoroki began to sob, fat tears rolling down his face. He reached out, instinctively, and Midoriya rushed forward. He scooped the crying Little up and cradled him, murmuring words of comfort.

“Shhhhh. Shhhhhhh Shouto, it’s ok. It’s ok darling. I’ve got you. You’re safe here.” He said. “What do you want baby, you have to use your words.”

Shouto just cried harder, his whines growing louder, almost like a hungry baby.

Oh, he was hungry. He hadn’t eaten dinner, and had slipped into littlespace hungry. Now, he was upset and couldn’t just say it, or go get his own food.

Midoriya got up, Todoroki set on his hip. He needed One for All to lift the boy, but he made it work. He headed down the stairs, trying to soothe Shouto. Nothing he did helped, and Midoriya could only hope that Bakugou was still awake.

Thankfully, the explosive boy was still up and rummaging in the kitchen for a cup. He looked around with a grouchy expression at the crying, but his gaze softened when he saw the sobbing Little.

“Hungry?” He asked, rubbing his eyes.

“I think,” Midoriya mumbled, rocking himself side to side. “He slipped and I don’t know what to do.”

“Fuckin feed him, dumbass.” Bakugou dropped his cup and shoved his hand back into the cabinet. “There’s a bottle in here somewhere.”

The wailing grew in volume until Kirishima and Momo had come down, both of them roused from the early stages of sleep. Momo yawned and rubbed her eyes.

“I guess we found the last Little,” Kirishima said, joining Bakugou in the kitchen. “Hungry? You should warm it up first, and add that nutrition stuff Sato bought. Pedia-something.”

Bakugou nodded, grabbing the tub and dropping a spoonful of the protein packed powder into the warmed bottle. He shook the bottle and held it out to Midoriya.

“Unless you want me to do it.” He said.

Midoriya shook his head. “I got it.” He took the bottle and positioned the bottle’s nipple on Todoroki’s lips. Immediately, the Little stopped crying and latched on, drinking the contents of the bottle.

A heavy silence fell upon the three Caregivers and one Babysitter. The space that had been filled with Shouto’s crying was empty now, making the humming AC unit seem louder. No one spoke, but they were all sure they were thinking the same thing. What now?

Bakugou was the first to speak up. “So, Half and Half ended up Little?” He was leaning against the counter, watching Midoriya feed Todoroki.

“I guess,” Momo said. “I never pegged him as the type though.”

“I don’t think any of us did,” Kirishima mumbled. “He always seemed so serious. So grounded.”

Midoriya looked down at the bundle propped on his hip. “I almost. I almost expected this,” he breathed. “His childhood was basically nonexistent, and he never had the best emotional control. All signs of being a Little.”

Todoroki finished the bottle and stared, sleepily, up at Midoriya, who smiled at him. “Hey baby, you sleepy?”

The Little didn’t respond, only yawned and curled into Midoriya’s chest, burying his face into the warmth of the Caregiver’s shoulder. Midoriya felt his heart swell at the feeling of a warm face pressing into his skin.

“Hey, nerd,” Bakugou called. “Where’s IcyHot gonna sleep?”

“My room,” Midoriya said the words before he even thought about it. “But. What if he messes up the bed? I don’t want him to feel bad about it.” He added, instinct wearing off into worry.

Bakugou rolled his eyes. “First, he won’t remember this. Second, diapers exist.”

“But we don’t have any diapers,” Kirishima pointed out. “Unless,” he turned to Momo. “Can you make one?”

Momo shrugged. “I don’t see why not. I memorized the formula, all I have to do is size up from a baby size, yes?”

“Yeah,” Bakugou said. “And make a few. Todoroki’s gonna need a new one in the morning.”

They waited as Momo popped three diapers out of her arm and accepted the chocolate bar Kirishima passed her. Bakugou picked them up and looked at Midoriya with raised eyebrows.

“Unless you know what to do, hand me the baby.”

Reluctantly, Midoriya passed Todoroki over, much to the Little’s fussing. He clearly didn’t like being out of Midoriya’s arms. But Bakugou was warmer, and murmured reassurances as he carried Todoroki to the bathroom.

Minutes ticked by, marked by a clock set up on the kitchen wall. Momo ate her chocolate and Kirishima fiddled with his phone as they waited.

“Damn Deku, you had to pick the quiet one, didn’t you?” Bakugou said, coming out of the bathroom with a sleeping Todoroki in his arms. “I think most people would kill for a baby this calm.”

Midoriya smiled and held his arms out. “You know just as well as me that Todoroki is just quiet in general,” he said, taking the Little and cradling him. “How old do you think he is?”

“What’s his age range?” Momo asked, coming over and smiling at the sleeping bundle.

“6 months to 3 years.”

Bakugou snorted. “They usually drop to their lowest first and ease out over a week. I’d say we’ve got a baby on our hands.”

At that, everyone went quiet. It was rare that people even got an age range that dropped all the way to infant.

Midoriya was the first to speak. “We should probably go to bed. If Sho dropped, then Denki is bound to wake up small tomorrow morning. And he’s gonna need help.”

They all agreed and headed back up to their respective dorm rooms. Momo followed Midoriya to his, stopping him before he opened the door.

“Take this,” She said, holding out a pacifier. It wasn’t fancy, just white with red spots, but Midoriya smiled as he took it.

“He’ll probably need it at night,” Momo explained. “Most babies do.” She shuffled her feet. “And if you ever need a break, I’d be happy to take him and care for him for a day or so.”

Midoriya smiled. “Thank you for offering. I’ll definitely take you up on that offer soon.” He promised, before saying goodnight and walking into his room.

He shut his door with his foot and let out a breath. Shouto was still asleep, and Midoriya set him down on the bed before crawling in behind the Little.

Despite the fact that Todoroki was bigger, Midoriya remained the big spoon almost all night, only waking up at 2 am, when Todoroki began fussing and Midoriya passed over the pacifier. Silence fell across the room once more as the couple drifted into sleep once more.