[ Despite the fact that it's going to slowly shave years off his life - more than any assignment ever has - Shouto goes for the obvious, possessive gestures that he's seen so many couples engaging in. He doesn't let go of Izuku's hand as he lifts up his arm, dropping it around his shoulders to pull him into his side. It's casual, natural, but there's a reason for that.
He holds their hands at Izuku's chest. It's probably a good thing that Izuku's hand is in the way of feeling his heart. ]
Work, planning... [ Separate missions, planning and preparation for this mission - small time nine to five jobs, wedding plans. Same difference. ]
Definitely. I'm ready to see what the day has in store for us.
[It's a very good thing his hand is against his heart because he's certain Shouto could tell just how nervous he is about this assignment. There's no pause, no hesitation, as he cuddles into Shouto's side. Though it's taking all of his self control not to pull away and wrap his arms around his face to attempt to hide the blush he's certain is on his face right now.]
It'll be fun. I didn't plan anything for the first couple of days... [So they're free to go do some recon on their target, and they both know it. But the way he says it, soft and seductive, it sounds more like he was planning on spending those days curled around each other in bed.]
[ Having no such thing to help him, he just hopes that his own heartbeat stays even. He feels the jumps, the littlest skips that are brought on by their proximity and the things that Izuku says, does, his smiles - but he thinks he can keep it even. Maybe.
... more or less even. ]
Well then, we'd better make good use of that... [ He curls in towards him, angles their bodies for privacy in a public place. It's all intimate, and he brushes his nose into Izuku's cheek. They'll be going over the ship plans, mugshots of everyone associated with the mark and his wife. Doing recon of where they frequent most.
But, god, if he wouldn't be okay with the implication. ]
[Izuku can feel it, the jumps, the skips- and just assumes that he's a little nervous here too. They've worked together plenty, but they've never had to maintain a charade like this- and never for this long.
He nuzzles against Shouto's cheek- an act. It's an act, it's all an act. This isn't for real- even if a part of him yearns for it. How much would he like to lie in bed, wrapped in blankets and Shouto's arms?]
[ Rather than pulling away, Shouto kisses his cheek, a soft brush that turns into a trail of them along his jaw and to his ear. To anyone else, it's a newlywed couple being heavy with the PDA. (To him, he feels like he's not going to last the day, let alone the mission.) But he glances past Izuku, around his curls and fluff and taking in their surroundings.
He doesn't pull away when he speaks, quiet words warm against his ear. ]
Target on our three. [ How romantic, whispering sweet nothings about the mission to the unrequited love of his life instead of what everyone else must think is being said. Yeah, this mission is going to go over great. ]
[Izuku shivers under the kisses, squeezing Shouto's hand in return, and not daring to move. His heart is rabbit fast in his chest as he closes his eyes and hopes somehow, someway the earth will swallow him up. (It hasn't happened yet, but he's still holding onto hope. Maybe it'll take pity on him this time.)
Still, he's at attention when Shouto whispers mission information, not that he looks it. His eyes are still closed as he nods and studies him. An older gentleman, black hair, starting to grey, on his arm a woman who's in her late twenties, at oldest.
He turns to kiss Shouto's cheek in response, as cover.] Got him.
[ Something irks him a little about the trophy wife that their mark has with him, though he can't really talk about relationships given the fact he's been pining after his coworker for ages now. Shouto can't believe this is happening. It's like some higher force out there had decided that his life wasn't horrible enough when he was younger, it just had to throw this into the mix, an unrequited crush torturing him as he acts the part of doting, affectionate husband towards said crush.
He turns his head enough to track the couple, until they disappear, and then he presses a kiss close to the corner of Izuku's mouth, fleeting. ]
Where're the tickets, Izuku? We'd better get going. [ Private urgency that's only a little bit of an act. ]
[He lets himself trail after the kiss for a moment- an act. Just an act. Even if he'd really like this entire set up to be real. Minus the mark, of course.
But this is their job, and they need to do it properly. Which means maintaining the cover of a newly wedded couple who are disgustingly sweet.
Every time he hears his first name from Shouto he feels himself burning up, this time is no exception. So he's glad for the chance to disentangle himself from Shouto and pull out two tickets from his bag.]
[ Shoucchan. Even when he was a kid, Shouto never had someone call him that. He has to wonder if they'd known each other in their childhoods, would Izuku have called him that? Not that it matters, considering the nickname causes a fluttering feeling to weave through his ribs.
He tries to ignore it, watching their mark for a second as if he's a tourist surveying things. True, he's a tourist that stands out because of... well, everything about himself, but that's part of his capability as a spy.
Finally, he looks back at Izuku, once he thinks he's composed himself. And he smiles, private and soft. ] Then let's go.
[He would have. He adores Shouto, and a nickname like that suits him, he sure of it. Even though he wants to be the only one who calls him that.
He gives Shouto a sweet smile back, pleased to be with him. Even if it's going to be a hell of a cruise, he's always glad to work with Shouto as his partner.]
Yeah.
[And with that they start the boarding process, Izuku never letting go of Shouto's hand.
Their suite isn't the most ridiculously decadent one, but it's a good size and Izuku's comfortable enough in it.
Once they've gotten their luggage put away, Izuku's pulling out diagrams of the ship.
[ There's no one that Shouto really spends this much time with, outside of Yaoyorozu Momo. But that's a different relationship entirely, especially when you take assignments into consideration. Shoucchan doesn't faze him in the least, actually warms him, whereas his interactions with other agents are... lukewarm, to say the least.
Izuku is the only one he's ever requested to work with.
Which is making this mission actual hell, for sure.
But once they're in the suite, Shouto doesn't even notice the decadence, given his childhood. Instead, he reluctantly lets go of Izuku's hand to deal with their luggage and equipment. He doesn't come over until he's gotten the tech set up, in easily accessible but easily hidden spots throughout the room. ]
Yes. Rich people love alcohol more than they love themselves, and it's mostly the rich on these things. And honeymooners and families that have saved up.
[ Shouto only needs to glance up for a moment to catch Izuku's face, and it's enough to make him laugh - a low chuckle, as he looks back down at the diagrams. He spreads his hand across one, smoothing the paper out and tracing out a path between their suite and the one their mark is in. ]
Rich people. [ It's a reminder, and knowing what Izuku is thinking. ] It's possible they'll be expecting someone, or using it for something else. Bedrooms are more private than these open spaces.
[ He taps the center of the star suite, indicating the lounge area. ]
Tracker would be a good idea, though. We'd just have to find a way to get in.
[He's pretty sure Shouto's also from a rich background, but at least he doesn't parade it around like this. He's briefly distracted by that laugh- you don't hear something like that out of him every day. It's such a nice, warm sound-- the mission. The mission, he can't get distracted by his crush who he's fake married to.
He lets out a discontent huff.]
Everything about this place is so excessive...
[His gaze starts searching their room. Air vent. Room service menus.
[ Izuku is one of the few people that can get a laugh like that out of Shouto, minor as it'd be from anyone else. But that alone tells him enough, and he tries not to think about it - the mission. The mission. ]
It's the largest cruise ship in the world. [ As if that explains away anything.
Shouto moves to sit on the edge of the table, leaning his weight on his hand as he looks down at the map to assess it while Izuku looks at the room at large. He trusts him to think of something. He just needs to figure out all of their escape routes, and where they can put up cameras and mics.
But he looks up, turning his head to glance at the vent. ]
Both, maybe. Order room service for their room, sneak in through the vent while they're distracted.
I can't believe it hasn't sunk from people's egos.
[The thought doesn't go through his usual filter, but he doesn't need that when he's with Shouto.
It's easier to distract himself when there's a plan to be concocted. Even if his gaze settles on Shouto's profile for the moment. They could place a call for room service and Izuku could intercept them. He's so plain they probably wouldn't notice if they saw him later.
If they can plant the first bug in the room near the front door then they can see when they come in and out of the room. Then Izuku, using his much smaller body, can wiggle his way through the air vents and bug the entire suite.]
Mm... A combination, I think. We need to get a bug in so we can monitor their movements in and out of the room. If you can follow them, I can get in through the vents without worrying.
[ Because he has a feeling that's just tempting fate, and Shouto isn't willing to go down with this ship in a reenactment of the Titanic any time soon. Though the blunt comment otherwise doesn't faze him - he's said worse, and to peoples' faces. Even Aizawa has suffered from gis ill-tempered bluntness, and he gives them their jobs.
Mismatched eyes down, scanning the layout of the ship on the level they and their mark are on, he doesn't catch Izuku looking at him. Instead, his focus stays on the plan. Probably better that way.
Getting Izuku through the vents should be easy enough. He isn't the smallest agent they have, but his deceptively smaller build works for these situatuons. Shouto can think of the last time he had to squeeze into a vent. (he got stuck) (it did not end well for anyone) ]
I can tail them, once they leave. Maybe intercept them, or find some way to distract them. Give you time to plant the bugs where we need them while the suite is cleared out.
[Then he just kind of chuckles to himself and moves on to the idea Shouto's proposed. Shouto can't get through the vents, his shoulders are too broad for that kind of thing.
He taps the table and nods. Between Shouto keeping them away and how quickly Izuku can work under pressure, this is probably the best plan they've got. It'll make everything else a lot easier once they have some way to keep tabs on the mark.]
I think this'll work. The bug near the entrance. Once they're out and you're delaying them, I'll place the other devices.
If we compare them to my old man's? One iceberg away from sinking the ship.
[ Is Todoroki Enji a strong, capable agent designed for brute force in a militaristic fashion? Yes. Does he have an ego the size of the moon alone? Yes. Shouto's tone doesn't even change as he says it, and neither does his expression. Even if his father's a sore topic, it's Izuku he's speaking to now - it's fine.
It's only when Izuku taps the table that he finally lifts his eyes, looking at him again and assessing him quietly with the same even expression. Nothing is setting off his temper, so he remains at rest, even with the reminder of his father in this place. ]
Should be get started tonight, or use this time to get familiar with as much of this place as we can before we make our move?
[ Shouto's temper hasn't gone off, so he figures they're good for now. It's not as if Izuku would ever imply his best friend was anything like Enji.
Part of him wants to get everything in place right away, but if they don't know the last of the land, Shouto's going to have a harder time playing interference. They might have the map but that's no substitute for practical experience. ]
Let's do recon now and make our move tomorrow.
[It also means another excuse to hang off of Shouto's arm like he's lovesick.]
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He holds their hands at Izuku's chest. It's probably a good thing that Izuku's hand is in the way of feeling his heart. ]
Work, planning... [ Separate missions, planning and preparation for this mission - small time nine to five jobs, wedding plans. Same difference. ]
Definitely. I'm ready to see what the day has in store for us.
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It'll be fun. I didn't plan anything for the first couple of days... [So they're free to go do some recon on their target, and they both know it. But the way he says it, soft and seductive, it sounds more like he was planning on spending those days curled around each other in bed.]
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... more or less even. ]
Well then, we'd better make good use of that... [ He curls in towards him, angles their bodies for privacy in a public place. It's all intimate, and he brushes his nose into Izuku's cheek. They'll be going over the ship plans, mugshots of everyone associated with the mark and his wife. Doing recon of where they frequent most.
But, god, if he wouldn't be okay with the implication. ]
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He nuzzles against Shouto's cheek- an act. It's an act, it's all an act. This isn't for real- even if a part of him yearns for it. How much would he like to lie in bed, wrapped in blankets and Shouto's arms?]
Hmm... I'm sure we will. [They have work to do.]
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He doesn't pull away when he speaks, quiet words warm against his ear. ]
Target on our three. [ How romantic, whispering sweet nothings about the mission to the unrequited love of his life instead of what everyone else must think is being said. Yeah, this mission is going to go over great. ]
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Still, he's at attention when Shouto whispers mission information, not that he looks it. His eyes are still closed as he nods and studies him. An older gentleman, black hair, starting to grey, on his arm a woman who's in her late twenties, at oldest.
He turns to kiss Shouto's cheek in response, as cover.] Got him.
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He turns his head enough to track the couple, until they disappear, and then he presses a kiss close to the corner of Izuku's mouth, fleeting. ]
Where're the tickets, Izuku? We'd better get going. [ Private urgency that's only a little bit of an act. ]
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But this is their job, and they need to do it properly. Which means maintaining the cover of a newly wedded couple who are disgustingly sweet.
Every time he hears his first name from Shouto he feels himself burning up, this time is no exception. So he's glad for the chance to disentangle himself from Shouto and pull out two tickets from his bag.]
I've got them right here, Shoucchan.
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He tries to ignore it, watching their mark for a second as if he's a tourist surveying things. True, he's a tourist that stands out because of... well, everything about himself, but that's part of his capability as a spy.
Finally, he looks back at Izuku, once he thinks he's composed himself. And he smiles, private and soft. ] Then let's go.
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He gives Shouto a sweet smile back, pleased to be with him. Even if it's going to be a hell of a cruise, he's always glad to work with Shouto as his partner.]
Yeah.
[And with that they start the boarding process, Izuku never letting go of Shouto's hand.
Their suite isn't the most ridiculously decadent one, but it's a good size and Izuku's comfortable enough in it.
Once they've gotten their luggage put away, Izuku's pulling out diagrams of the ship.
And wincing.]
Do these things really need this many bars?
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Izuku is the only one he's ever requested to work with.
Which is making this mission actual hell, for sure.
But once they're in the suite, Shouto doesn't even notice the decadence, given his childhood. Instead, he reluctantly lets go of Izuku's hand to deal with their luggage and equipment. He doesn't come over until he's gotten the tech set up, in easily accessible but easily hidden spots throughout the room. ]
Yes. Rich people love alcohol more than they love themselves, and it's mostly the rich on these things. And honeymooners and families that have saved up.
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We need to put a tracker in his shoes or something. There's only two of us and this is the biggest cruise ship in the world.
[Rich people. Rich people.
He sighs and rubs his hand against his face.]
We know he's in the star suite- isn't it just him and his wife? Why do they need two beds?
[Rich people...]
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Rich people. [ It's a reminder, and knowing what Izuku is thinking. ] It's possible they'll be expecting someone, or using it for something else. Bedrooms are more private than these open spaces.
[ He taps the center of the star suite, indicating the lounge area. ]
Tracker would be a good idea, though. We'd just have to find a way to get in.
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He lets out a discontent huff.]
Everything about this place is so excessive...
[His gaze starts searching their room. Air vent. Room service menus.
Ah.]
It's either the air vents or room service.
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It's the largest cruise ship in the world. [ As if that explains away anything.
Shouto moves to sit on the edge of the table, leaning his weight on his hand as he looks down at the map to assess it while Izuku looks at the room at large. He trusts him to think of something. He just needs to figure out all of their escape routes, and where they can put up cameras and mics.
But he looks up, turning his head to glance at the vent. ]
Both, maybe. Order room service for their room, sneak in through the vent while they're distracted.
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[The thought doesn't go through his usual filter, but he doesn't need that when he's with Shouto.
It's easier to distract himself when there's a plan to be concocted. Even if his gaze settles on Shouto's profile for the moment. They could place a call for room service and Izuku could intercept them. He's so plain they probably wouldn't notice if they saw him later.
If they can plant the first bug in the room near the front door then they can see when they come in and out of the room. Then Izuku, using his much smaller body, can wiggle his way through the air vents and bug the entire suite.]
Mm... A combination, I think. We need to get a bug in so we can monitor their movements in and out of the room. If you can follow them, I can get in through the vents without worrying.
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[ Because he has a feeling that's just tempting fate, and Shouto isn't willing to go down with this ship in a reenactment of the Titanic any time soon. Though the blunt comment otherwise doesn't faze him - he's said worse, and to peoples' faces. Even Aizawa has suffered from gis ill-tempered bluntness, and he gives them their jobs.
Mismatched eyes down, scanning the layout of the ship on the level they and their mark are on, he doesn't catch Izuku looking at him. Instead, his focus stays on the plan. Probably better that way.
Getting Izuku through the vents should be easy enough. He isn't the smallest agent they have, but his deceptively smaller build works for these situatuons. Shouto can think of the last time he had to squeeze into a vent. (he got stuck) (it did not end well for anyone) ]
I can tail them, once they leave. Maybe intercept them, or find some way to distract them. Give you time to plant the bugs where we need them while the suite is cleared out.
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[Then he just kind of chuckles to himself and moves on to the idea Shouto's proposed. Shouto can't get through the vents, his shoulders are too broad for that kind of thing.
He taps the table and nods. Between Shouto keeping them away and how quickly Izuku can work under pressure, this is probably the best plan they've got. It'll make everything else a lot easier once they have some way to keep tabs on the mark.]
I think this'll work. The bug near the entrance. Once they're out and you're delaying them, I'll place the other devices.
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[ Is Todoroki Enji a strong, capable agent designed for brute force in a militaristic fashion? Yes. Does he have an ego the size of the moon alone? Yes. Shouto's tone doesn't even change as he says it, and neither does his expression. Even if his father's a sore topic, it's Izuku he's speaking to now - it's fine.
It's only when Izuku taps the table that he finally lifts his eyes, looking at him again and assessing him quietly with the same even expression. Nothing is setting off his temper, so he remains at rest, even with the reminder of his father in this place. ]
Should be get started tonight, or use this time to get familiar with as much of this place as we can before we make our move?
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Part of him wants to get everything in place right away, but if they don't know the last of the land, Shouto's going to have a harder time playing interference. They might have the map but that's no substitute for practical experience. ]
Let's do recon now and make our move tomorrow.
[It also means another excuse to hang off of Shouto's arm like he's lovesick.]