Hero Name (слэш)

“Izuku!” The frantic cries of Auntie Inko roll through him, as soon as they enter the school, and she throws her arms around her son, not caring how wet, or sticky, or smelly he is. 
His own mother’s not far behind. She grasps his shoulder, the good one, gives it a reassuring squeeze. "You did good, kid. You've always been his hero."
"You're wrong,” he replies, eyes still trained on Izuku. “He's mine."