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hockey player/figure skater AU - FANFIC (?)
🕑 Added 2022-07-18 09:42:15 +0000 UTCinatodo + endhawks hockey player/figure skater AU
More shenanigans about this AU, mostly endhawks because I have a one-track mind like that. Aira, don’t turn everything into endhawks challenge: failed
CW: mentions of injury. The rest is pretty much crack, a sassy Shoto, and a dash of angst.
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Enji, former hockey pro that wanted his son to follow his path, but who has now resigned to figure skating and meanwhile kinda maybe started to love the sport: SHOTO! WHY ARE YOU SO STIFF IN YOUR LANDINGS!
Coach Keigo: Oh Enji-san, I think he might have just.. trained too hard 💀
Coach Keigo, glaring and mouting to Shouto from outside the rink as soon as Enji gets distracted: YOU. OWE. ME.
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Keigo who has taken to the side Shoto after practice: Listen kiddo, I know big buff hockey players can be fucking hot, but you need to–
Shoto, blatantly nosy: Wait, how would you know that
Keigo, spluttering: T-THAT'S BESIDE THE POINT
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Keigo: Your son is a BRAT. I have no idea why I accepted to coach him.
Enji, crossing his arms and huffing: I thought that between brats you'd understand each other.
Keigo in his mind, zeroing on Enji's squished pecs: Oh fuck fuck fuck, alright, I lied, I know exactly why I accepted
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Enji, months before: SHOTO! I found you a coach
Shoto, still wary of the fact that his father decided to be supportive: You what?
Enji: He's supposed to be the best. I remember you talking at length about him when you started skating.
Shoto, scoffing: Yeah? And who would that be?
Enji: He's called Takami. *he retrieves his business card* Takami Keigo.
Shoto, choking on his soba: H-HAWKS?!
Enji, frowning at the business card: That's not how he introduced himself.
Shoto, still wheezing: Yeah, yeah, fuck, it's a nickname.
Enji: Language. Anyway, he agreed to coach you starting next week.
Shoto, baffled: He’s coming here all the way from Fukuoka? Wait, does he have a place to stay? Shouldn’t we, I don’t know, house him??
Enji: Why are you making such a fuss? He can take care of himself just fine.
Shoto: Old man... You have no idea who he actually is, do you?
Enji, puffing his chest: I know you think he's the best. That's all I need.
Shoto, pinching the bridge of his nose: He's not– He's not the best just to me.
Enji: What is that supposed to mean?
Shoto: *proceeds to show his father the video of one of Keigo's best programs, Death of the Red Phoenix, in which he broke the nth world record and looked absolutely breathtaking in his winged, flaming costume
Enji, eyes bugging out: *kinda maybe falls in love (WITH THE SPORT)
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Shoto: How did you even manage to convince him, anyway? I thought that after his back injury he didn't want to have anything to do with skating anymore
Enji: Well... I asked.
Shoto: You asked.
Enji: And he accepted.
Shoto: Just like that.
Enji: I don't know what to tell you, son. I thought it would make you happy.
Self-conscious Shoto, clearing his voice: It does. Make me happy, I guess. *long ass pause, and then* Thank you, Dad.
Enji: *suddenly feels like planting a big sloppy kiss on the forehead of this 'Hawks' for making his son say the D word
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Enji, before Shoto's first big competition: Let's make one thing clear. I'm not letting Shoto put on anything like the skimpy costumes you used to wear.
Keigo: Aww, so you looked at my old performances!
Enji the liar, who searched for all of them on his own: Shoto showed me a couple.
Keigo, wiggling his eyebrows: And ya liked what you saw?
Enji: You were– really talented. But too gaudy and scantily dressed.
Keigo, laughing: What can I say? Anything for the show!
Enji, snorting: Yeah, I'm sure all the ladies were happy about it.
Keigo, winking: Never cared much about what the ladies think of me, actually.
ACTUALLY, Enji: *might be close to getting a gay-panic kind of stroke
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Keigo, throwing a pensive glance toward Inasa, who’s waving at Shoto from the rink while he practices with his team: Mh, he’s big.
Shoto, blinking: What’s your point?
Keigo: He’s tall, big, plays hockey, and calls you SHOTO with all his might.
Shoto, swearing under his breath: Thanks, you might have killed my boners for the next year or so.
Keigo, happily: You’re welcome! At least you won't snap your spine on cock before the next competition. Besides, I have no moral ground to lecture you about daddy issues!
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Later, while Shoto is warming up as the hockey team wraps up practice: *trips on an ice cut and falls, cursing hockey
Inasa, immediately skating by his side: SHOTO! Did you hurt your head?
Shoto: Only my pride. And my butt.
Inasa, laughing shamelessly: That’s precious, too!
Shoto: *groans and hides his face in his gloved hands
Inasa, sitting next to him on the ice floor: Why are you so grumpy?
Shoto: My coach is an asshole. And we should not fuck until I’m done with this tournament. *he glares at Inasa through his fingers* You ruin me every time.
Inasa, grinning: You like that!
Shoto, muttering: Yeah, well, not anymore.
Inasa: You’re friend-zoning me?
Shoto: We’ve never been friends, to begin with.
Inasa: Okay. What about a milkshake, then.
Shoto: Huh?
Inasa: A milkshake! After you’re done with practice.
Shoto, flustered: We… don’t do that. Dates.
Inasa, shrugging: We should!
Shoto, blushing and thinking he might have actually hit his head, after all: … Alright.
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Shoto: What was that?
Enji: What was what?
Shoto: That… hug. At the kiss and cry. Between you and Hawks. My coach.
Enji, clearing his suddenly dry throat: We were just happy for your score.
Shoto, suspiciously: You aren’t banging my coach, right Dad?
Enji, who hasn’t missed the scorn in the way he said Dad: I promise I’m not.
Shoto, bitterly: Good. Because I don’t want to have to give up on him when it turns out you messed up. And we both know that's what you'd do.
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Shoto, after mulling about it for days: Let me give you a warning.
Keigo, cringing: If it’s about the hot wings at the cafeteria, it’s too late already. Had an interesting tête-à-tête with my WC, yesterday.
Shoto, ignoring his antics: It’s about my old man. Listen, don’t… put your faith into him. The only thing he’s good at is burning bridges.
Keigo: Damn, I’ve actually been putting my hopes for a decent salary on him! He better not run away with it!
Shoto, rolling his eyes: You know exactly what I’m talking about. It's been public news for ages.
Keigo, stroking his chin: Hmm, ya talking about how much of a shitty husband he was? Or a shittier father? Or about how the dork is still not able to tell a flip from a lutz? No clue.
Shoto, offended to have been taken so lightly: Don’t say I didn’t warn you.
Keigo, leveling him with a rare flat stare: Lemme break this down for you, kiddo: I wasn’t born yesterday. And I’ve already had my fair share of shitty old men. I know how to take care of myself.
Shoto, baffled and a bit mortified: I didn’t mean–
Keigo, sighing and ruffling his hair: It’s okay, I know you meant well. Now go warm up, before Daddy really decides to cut down my wage!
(Me: *slides in casual reminder that Hawks is shorter than Shoto)
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Keigo, sitting at the kotatsu in Enji's house, after one too many beers to celebrate Shoto’s 2nd place: You know, big guy, when I was young I actually wanted to play hockey.
Enji next to him, pleasantly buzzed as well: Yeah?
Keigo: Yeah… I grew up watching all of UA’s matches and dreaming of getting there myself. But my body said nope, you’ll be a puny, hot twink for the rest of your life.
Enji, against his better judgment: *snorts and knocks his scotch down
Keigo: At least I had a talent for figure skating, which I guessed was the next best thing. Then my body said nope! one more time, and I came this close to never walking again. Let alone skating.
Enji: I’m… sorry about that.
Keigo: Don’t be. You actually kind of saved me when I was in a real dark place, ya know. Gave me a new purpose and all that.
Enji, grimacing: Shoto mentioned that you didn’t want to have anything to do with skating anymore.
Keigo: Yep. But I couldn’t really say no to you, could I?
Enji, frowning: And why is that?
Keigo: When your childhood idol comes in all his buff glory and demands you coach his really promising son, a hot twink can’t really refuse!
Enji: I–I was your idol? Not All Mi– Toshinori?
Keigo, batting his lashes playfully: It’s always been you, Endeavor-san.
Enji, suddenly feeling all the alcohol he consumed: Don’t… do that.
Keigo: Do what?
Enji, swallowing: Be a hot twink, I guess.
Keigo, snorting: Ya really drank too much, didn’t cha?
Enji: Nh. Most likely. But not enough to lose the sense of what’s right and what’s… not.
Keigo: And I’m not.
Enji: You’re my son’s coach. You’re the same age as my daughter. And I just got my divorce papers.
Keigo, resting his cheek on a fist: All very good reasons for sure.
Enji: Don’t mock me. You know I’m right.
Keigo: What I know is that I’ve been dreaming about you for most of my life and now you’re here, flesh and bones and big, strong arms that could probably bench press me.
Enji, feeling his head swim: Yeah. Probably.
Keigo: And you’re also pretty wasted now, huh, big guy?
Enji: *just hums, craning his stiff neck
Keigo, gesturing to his lap: C’mere. Rest. Sleep it off.
Enji: *pauses to consider it and realizes that, to his buzzed mind, it doesn’t seem that bad of an idea* Don’t take advantage of this. *he settles his head on Keigo’s lap, closing his eyes and crossing his arms, relaxed and not really worried despite what he said.
Keigo, chuckling: Don't worry, I won't make my move on you. Not tonight. Not tomorrow or the day after. I know how much you care about Shoto. And I guess I started caring for the little rascal, too.
Enji, mumbling, just before drifting off: Good.
Keigo, whispering and brushing Enji’s face lightly to not wake him* And I care too much about you, too.
Enji: *starts to snore softly
Keigo, pressing his forehead against Enji’s: I won’t get in the way, okay, Enji-san? I promise. I’ll leave before that ever happens.
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Shoto, the next morning, waking up and finding Enji and Keigo asleep on the floor, hands overlapping on Enji’s chest: I told them not to bang. I didn’t mean they could go ahead and be all mushy with each other, instead.
Inasa, yawning and snagging Shoto’s hand himself, swinging it: But that’s the next best thing!
Shoto, lightly kicking his sleeping father’s foot: He’s gonna screw up, I just know it.
Inasa, kissing Shoto’s hand: Whatever you say, pretty boy. Can we have breakfast, now?
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Shoto, months after, while he’s helping Enji prepare dinner and he’s listening to Inasa and Keigo in the living room, arguing about hockey and more specifically about how Endeavor is (NOT, Inasa insists) the best player: You’ve been behaving, haven’t you.
Enji: What is that supposed to mean?
Shoto: With Hawks. Keigo.
Enji, uncomfortable: Of course I have, Shoto.
Shoto: Then why did he tell me he wants to quit?
Enji, nearly shouting but catching himself in time: He what?!
Shoto: Mh. You weren’t aware of that.
Enji: I–… No, I wasn’t. Maybe… he just wants to resume skating.
Shoto: You know he can’t.
Enji: *just presses his lips shut and grits his teeth because he does know he can’t
Shoto, squinting: You’re sure you didn’t do anything?
Enji, sighing: I swear.
Shoto: Well, maybe that’s the problem.
Enji, sternly: What are you getting at, Shoto?
Shoto, deadpan: Dad, are you in love?
Enji: *splutters the broth he was trying to taste
Shoto, raising his brows, unimpressed: You can’t even deny it.
Enji, with a half-hearted glare: Stop toying with me, son.
Shoto: I’m not toying with you. Just making sure you’re actually serious before giving you my what, my blessings, I suppose?
Enji: Your… blessings.
Shoto: Isn’t that what you wanted?
Enji, tiredly: No, Shoto. I don’t need nor want your blessings. This… thing you believe there is between me and Keigo, it’s not happening. Not now. Not ever.
Shoto, opening his mouth to reply but then shutting it to choose his words more wisely: How dumb are you?
Enji, outraged: Don’t you dare talk to me like that!
Shoto: I’ll say you’re dumb if you say dumb things.
Enji, warningly: Shoto.
Shoto: *steals a carrot Enji just peeled and munches on it defiantly* What, old man?
Enji, raising his eyes to the sky and breathing: Just go sit with the others. I’ll be done in a few.
Shoto, taking the carrot with him and going back to the living room: Enji says he’ll be done being a dumb old man soon. Good luck, Keigo.
Enji, roaring from the kitchen: SHOTO!
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Enji, in his car, parked in front of Keigo’s place after taking him back: Shoto says you want to quit.
Keigo: Ah, for fuck’s sake… I said I MIGHT. I’m still thinking about it.
Enji, gripping the steering wheel: Why? Are you not happy anymore?
Keigo, pressing the back of his head against his seat and closing his eyes: Enji, don’t do this to me.
Enji: I’m not doing anything.
Keigo: Yeah, that’s right. That’s exactly right. And you should keep doing that.
Enji, flashing a glare toward him: Do you think it’s easy for me?
Keigo, glaring back: Don’t give me the martyr’s speech, now. That’s unfair, and you know it. We’re both grown-ass adults and we agreed on this. I’m not going around making things difficult for you, ain’t I?
Enji: You’re not–? Christ, that’s a good one!
Keigo: Hah?!
Enji: Coming from the same man who cannot hold a conversation without flirting, it’s just pure gold!
Keigo: You–You think that’s me making things difficult?!
Enji: *stubbornly glares at the street in front of him
Keigo: You’re such a piece of work, Enji! That’s me going easy on you! That’s me holding back! If I wanted to make it hard for you, by now you’d be TIRED of hearing how much I want you or how fucking much I love you!
Keigo, realizing he said too much: Fuck! Goddammit! *he leans to open the passenger door*
Enji: *instantly locks it
Keigo, stiffening with his back to him: Let me out of this stupid car, Enji.
Enji, quietly: I’d never get tired of hearing that you love me. Even if I don’t deserve it.
Keigo, groaning and dropping his forehead to the car window: You dumb old man.
Enji, sneering bitterly: Shoto said the same thing.
Keigo, releasing his grip on the door handle, but still giving him his back: Enji… it’s not only about Shoto.
Enji, raising his hand and letting it ghost over Keigo’s nape: I know.
Keigo: No, you don’t.
Enji: I know. You think I don’t see the way you look at the rink?
Keigo: *sucks in a breath
Enji: The way you walk, when you’re tired and you think nobody is watching? Or how you never wear revealing clothes anymore?
Keigo: *presses his lips close to hold back a whimper
Enji, brushing his knuckles between Keigo’s shoulder blades, where his scars lie: Keigo, I see it all.
Keigo, letting out a sob, utterly undone: I… used to fantasize about how I'd meet you, one day. At the Olympics, or at some stupid TV show. I used to think I’d charm you, with all my medals and talent. I’m not that person anymore, Enji. I’m– I’m not, I’m fucking broken–
Enji: You’re not. Come here. *he turns him by the shoulder* Come here. *he repeats more softly, pulling him out of his seat and into his lap on the driver's seat.
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Enji, after Keigo calmed down, still petting his hair and back: You know, you managed to charm me anyway.
Keigo, chuckling wetly into his neck: With my hot twink assets.
Enji, holding back a smile: Not only those. But I guess they’re, uh. A bonus.
Keigo, after stressing his own lips: I used to look way better, you know? I was more fit and my hair was longer, but they had to cut it because of the surgery–
Enji, grabbing his face into his hands: Stop. You’re beautiful like this.
Keigo, melting: I could get used to hearing that, you know. Even if I don’t deserve it *he mocks Enji’s earlier statement
Enji, bristling: That’s different.
Keigo: I think I’m ugly on the outside and you think you’re ugly on the inside. I guess we’re a perfect match, huh?
Enji, sighing and dropping his gaze to Keigo’s mouth: Perhaps we are.
Keigo, within a whisper from his lips: What about Shoto?
Enji: Shoto has been… an excuse. For my cowardice.
Keigo: You’re not a coward for not wanting to disappoint your son.
Enji: *snorts because Shoto’s default setting is being disappointed in him and they both know it* He’d be upset with me if I messed up and drove you away. I don’t think he’d have a problem if, somehow, I managed to make you stay.
Keigo: You say that like it’s a remote chance.
Enji, nodding: It’s hard to believe otherwise.
Keigo, hopeful, brushing his fingers against Enji’s lips: But you wanna try?
Enji, kissing his fingers: Yes. I want to believe I could.
Keigo, barely containing an elated smile: I’ll be cheering for you, then. Even with a skimpy cheerleader outfit on, if ya wanted.
Enji: That would leave your back exposed.
Keigo: Duh, that’s the whole point of trying hard together!
Enji, stroking Keigo’s cheeks with his thumbs: I’d like that.
Keigo, grinning: You pervy old man.
Enji: Shut it, brat.
Keigo: Do that yourself, if you’re really not a coward.
Enji, who’s not a coward after all: *finally kisses him out of his plane of existence
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Enji, through text: Shoto. I won’t be coming home tonight.
Shoto: *reads and doesn’t reply
Enji: You’re welcome to stay over. Just remember to tell Mom if you decide to do so.
Shoto: *reads and still doesn’t reply
Enji: Keigo says you can train tonight, but not too much? He insisted I tell you. I don’t get it. Why would you train now, of all times? You should rest.
Shoto: *snorts and shows the text to a cackling Inasa, still not replying
Enji: *types and deletes multiple times
Shoto: *raises a brow at the dots bubble
Enji, finally settling on: I won’t be looking much at my phone from now on. But you can still call me if there’s an emergency.
Shoto, typing hastily before he can catch himself: Disgusting.
Enji: Right. One last thing.
Enji: Thank you for your blessings. :)
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Post credit
Keigo, cringing: Enji, my man, my guy, my love, that smiley is just creepy
Comments
Loveisinthe AIRA
IT'S A SLOW BURN BUT WHEN IT HITS-- these motherfuckers Thank you bby!! 🥰
Andie
This was so cute omg!! EndHawks took awhile to grow on me as well and now it’s my preferred Hawks ship! Love this sweet AU!! 🥹❤️
Loveisinthe AIRA
Omg, thank you!! Especially for praising my writing, I'm still pretty self-conscious about it 🥺💗 And about figure skater Hawks 👀 I might........
Nat
*happy sigh* So perfect♥️ These idiots ♥️ You write and draw them so well. 🥹 feel free to draw more of hawks in that costume btw! It deserved a full page it was so beautiful♥️♥️♥️
Diamond
AIRA OMG that was fantastic!! I love it!
acearohanda
cant overthink when a beef is fucking your brains out
Loveisinthe AIRA
God, Hawks just loves messing with Shoto 💀😂 Fortunately Inasa is there to enthusiastically fuck Shoto stupid, so he has no time or brain power to think over unnecessary stuff lmaooo
acearohanda
INASA IS NOT LIKE ENJI HE IS A PURE SOUL DONT LET HAWKS CONVINCE YOU OTHERWISE TODOROKI!!
Loveisinthe AIRA
I HAVE ONE FEAR, namely thay Enji will get k worded soon, so I decided to ride this fixation with everything I have before that ever happens 😂 I'm glad you're enjoying my brainrot!! There's still something I'm planning to do about it....... 👀😈 Aside from sassing Enji all the way to hell with Shoto's help, that is
Loveisinthe AIRA
Thanks a whole lot, I'm 😭😭💗
Loveisinthe AIRA
You're making me cry, you're too sweet! 😭 I always feel hesitant to post stuff I write because I know that most people see me as just an artist But my soul longs for writing as much as for drawing, and reading such kind praise is exactly what I needed to feel more confident!! Really, thank you 🥺🙏💘
Meena
Your writing is so good. These conversations are flowing and at one point I forgot that this is not canon but fiction. It felt so...natural. The confession part was so sweet where Enji sees him as everything, with all his scars and 'flaws' and Keigo answers with that inside/outside sentence. 😍
Hiro
“I think I’m ugly on the outside and you think you’re ugly on the inside. I guess we’re a perfect match, huh?” 😭💖🫶 I love them your honor! Great story
Peter Shaw
wonderful Aira! I absolutely welcome your EndHawks brainrot... long may it reign! i just love that (undoubtedly super long, and ultra uncomfortable) pause in Shouto's speech before "thank you Dad"... 😂💖
Loveisinthe AIRA
Stupid dorks, I love them!! Slide over, I'm gonna melt right there with you 😩 Ghh, I also love any interaction between Enji's kids and Hawks, they make the fun potential simply skyrocket 😂 Thank you baby, you're my favorite enhoe 💖
SpaceNip
sobbing into my hands AIRAAAAAAAAA they are so adorable enho just rejuvenating me!!!! both FOOLS also thank you for reminding me that hawks is 4cm shorter than shouto asdhaskads melts away as I think of enji kissing hawks' back scars
KhajitTink
You now what that's valid af lmao, drama free when they're fictional 💅
Loveisinthe AIRA
Because this way we can satisfy our predisposition to care for them without actually having to deal with the irl drama 💀
KhajitTink
I'm right there with you 🥴🥴😫😫 why do I keep falling in love with broken AF fictional men?? 😅😅
Loveisinthe AIRA
I've been crying about that 24/7 for the last weeks, bruh, I need some company 🤧💖 I'm really happy you liked this dumb thing!! TY, love
KhajitTink
I love this so much, but dammit don't make me cry about Hawks and Enji being broken and finding each other this late at night 😭😭 (it's almost 3am here lol)
