Estimated chapters/parts: 1 main + 2 bonus parts, potential spin-off and bonus chapters if you guys want more of this AU!
Part 1: 5 Years
Part 2(bonus): The Lost Polaroid
Part 3: The first date
This AU is finished for now, but Iâm more than happy to listen to your ideas for potential spin-offs! đ Iâm also thinking about a TodoDeku spin-off for the future if you guys wanna read that stuff đ
Summary: When Katsuki's old assistant goes on a parental leave he's already heartbroken but it only gets worse when he sees who the new one is. You are a fucking menace and he would rather die than to work with you.
Long story short, Katsuki falls in love with the "most annoying person the world has ever seen."
Chapters: 16 chapters (18 parts) for Season One, 17 chapters + 2 bonus chapters (20 parts) for Season 2!
Other background relationships: Midoriya Izuku x
Shouto Todoroki, Kaminari Denki x Kyouka Jirou
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When you come out of the shower, still shaking from the cold water, you find your silly himbo of a soulmate sitting on the sofa, typing on the phone like a maniac.
âI just got a reserâŚâ Eijirou freezes as he looks up at you. âVation.â
âUhmâŚâ You mumble awkwardly, not really sure why are you being stared at. âI donât have anything fancy to wear. I did not think Iâll need elegant clothes for a hospital visit, soâŚâ
âYou look⌠pretty.â Eijirou gulps as he looks at your tummy. Your face erupts in flames.
âUhm, I forgot how tight this shirt is⌠I just tossed the first few shirts into my backpack when I came over and this is the only clean one left by now.â You admit sheepishly. You really hate how this shirt shows all the curves you are not too proud about.
âIâm glad you bought it over. You should wear shirts like this more often. At least, when you are with me.â He smiles at you and you can feel that pull again, the one youâve felt a week ago when you cuddled on the sofa and there is nothing but silence for a few seconds before Eijirou shakes his head and jumps up from the sofa. âWe should go. I hope youâll like the place Iâve decided on.â He takes your hand like itâs second nature to him which makes your little heart flutter in your chest.
âI canât wait to see it.â
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âYou brought me to Hard Rock Cafe?!â You yelp as Eijirou leads you into the absolutely gorgeous entrance room; there is a massive guitar, approximately the size of three full grown human beings attached to the ceiling and itâs the coolest thing youâve ever seen.
âIs that bad?!â Ei worries right away, for no reason.
Heâs the truth; while you are quite open to listen to all kinds of music, your uncle is a massive fan fan of old school rock hence you grew up on guitar riffs and funky fluffy hairdos. This kind of music will forever be one of your favorites due to all the amazing memories youâve got with your uncle. You were also frequent in the oldest Hard Rock Cafe in Roppongi but this New York one is definitely on another level.
âItâs funny how the only things you know about my childhood is my uncle and my studies yet you somehow managed to bring me to the only place Iâve always wanted to go to. Uncle will be so jealous.â You look at the redhead fondly who looks like heâs about to melt into the sparkly red vinyl floor.
âWe can fly out with him on his birthday.â He states like you two had been married for ten years.
âYeah, letâs do that.â
You take pictures of everything; there are so many famous guitars and suits you can barely contain yourself from fangirling out loud. While you busy yourself with taking as many pictures as you can, you can hear Eijirouâs own shutter go off; when you look towards the sound you find him taking pictures of you, one of the pictures he had taken already set as his Home Screen which he proudly shows off as he realizes he was caught red handed.
âHey, I want a picture of you too!â You pout, making Eijirou blush; he pulls you close, snaps a selfie with you and sends the picture to your phone.
You thought you will look like an idiot but instead, you both look like two lovesick teenagers as you stare into each otherâs eye like looking away would could cost you your fucking life.
Fuck, you canât to tell this man you love him with a big ass L - you think to yourself as you set the selfie as your background.
Needless to say, after the redhead sees how keen you are on pictures he insist to take an overpriced picture by the official booth. You two look ridiculous on it; Eijirou is headbanging with a guitar in his hand (he actually knows how to play basic chords?!) while you stare at him and laugh as your own guitar hangs on your neck uselessly. You get three copies for an absolutely ridiculous price; one for you, one for Eijirou and one for your uncle because you are absolutely sure he will hang it on the wall and stare at it fondly every time you dare not to visit him daily. Heâs such a sentimental old man.
âTime to eat.â Eijirou grins and pulls you further into the building; there is a table with your name on it in a nice, hidden corner of the restaurant area. Eijirou pulls your chair out for you with a massive grin on his face; a happy, content grin that makes your chest tight in the best way possible. As heâs about to move to the chair opposite of you, he leaves a tiny kiss on your cheek; itâs soft but deliberate, kind but claiming and that small little kiss holds so much meaning, so much more than the heavy make out session you two had on the sofa, it kinda makes you understand how this man really works and why he felt so overwhelmed by your aggressively sexual approach; Eijirou might be a bulky, strong man but deep inside heâs soft and fragile, someone who only understands the language of kindness. You need to let him do everything in his own pace to really see him bloom. You take a deep breath and smile to yourself as your man sits down opposite of you; you take another breath and let him take charge. When Eijirou asks you what would you like to order, instead of answering right away, you ask him which dishes he wants to try; he starts rambling like an excited child, he talks about all the reviews he had read on the web before coming here, he tells you which dish heâs about to order and which ones he would like to try so you order the next one on Eijirouâs âwishlistâ and he beams like the sun, his eyes sparking with utter happiness as he rambles your order to the waiter who can barely keep up with Kirishimaâs quick words, or maybe itâs his adorable accent that makes her look so confused but nonetheless, itâs the most adorable thing youâve ever seen.
âI ordered an extra dish to share.â He adds proudly, clearly in seventh heaven.
âYeah.â
Oh. You get it now.
Fuck, took you long enough but itâs only up from here! - you smile to yourself once again as you stare at the excited puppy in front of you.
You share your food like a real, cheesy couple, commenting on every single main and side dish. Eijirou feeds you with his own fork every time he finds a âsuper tasty partâ and honestly, this night⌠is everything. You really thought you canât love this man more than you already do, but tonight showed you how wrong youâve been; while you do think back on your previous dates fondly, it is clear now that something was missing the whole time.
âNow ask me a question. Any question.â He grins happily as he drinks the blood red cocktail he ordered. Uhh. There is one question you really want to ask, but youâve asked way too many questions about it already and you really donât want to make it weird⌠your internal struggle is probably visible on your face because Eijirou giggles. âMy teeth are natural⌠but also⌠not.â Eijirou grins at you like he just hit jackpot⌠and he fucking did, because that was exactly what you wanted to ask. You donât even bother asking him how he knew that.
âWhat do you mean?â
âThe shape is natural. I was born with these teeth. But I got them shaved so they are less pointy because⌠wellâŚâ he scratches his head with a shy, embarrassed smile on his pretty little face. âLetâs just say my first proper kiss was a mess and there was blood involved.â
âDamn.â You snicker, probably a little bit inappropriately, but whatever. âHow was she?â
âMy first love?â Eijirou smiles at you with a little sad smile. Oh no. âShort lived.â He sighs. âI had way too many issues with myself, then that kiss happened and then I just⌠moved away from the situation. It was too much.â The last sentence made your skin break out in hives. It hit too close to home. âShe was okay with it⌠wouldnât say she was kind, we were young and stupid and everyone would freak out after an incident like that butâŚâ Eijirou shakes his head. âThen I had a crush on Mina. You probably know her as Pinky.â He grins cheekily, clearly proud of this part of the story. âIt started in elementary school then we got into UA together⌠Iâm not going to lie and say we were just friends through those three years and sheâs a part of our close friend group to this day but after school we realized we mostly look at each other as bros and decided to⌠just be bros. It was a good experience for the both of us but it was just that⌠experience, so we are ready for the real thing.â Eijirou looks at you knowingly and the butterflies start a dance competition in your tummy. âAfter our break up we promised each other one thing⌠we only introduce our partners to each other if we think that person is the one. This might sound silly but⌠we are really over protective with each other. I literally think about her as my sister now.â Eijirou smiles. âWith that said, once we get home, do you mind meeting her?â
Your breath hitches. If he wants you to meet her that meansâŚ
âAre you sure?â You mutter, your tear ducks slowly filling with happy tears.
âIâve never been this sure about anything my whole fucking life, Y/N.â Eijirou smiles, his eyes also filled with happy tears. âAre YOU sure?â
âIâd be glad to meet her.â You say without hesitation and then you realize; this exchange means more to the both of you than hundred âI love youâs could ever.
âLetâs go home, Angel. We have another date tomorrow. Plus, I really hate this table between us right now.â Eijirou states with tiny little blush on his face.
You donât need to be asked twice; you jump up from the table as Eijirou skips over to pay the bills for the both of you. You meet by the exit, your hands finding their way to each other right away, leaning towards the other in an awkward side cuddle as you stroll towards your hotel, your faces illuminated by the rainbow colors of the LED monitors all around the city center.
Eijirou looks like a dream as he stares at the massive signs, commenting on the movies and ads he cares about with no care in the world; it feels like heâs a different person but somehow still the man you fell in love with, itâs so confusing but also so thrilling, itâs old but also somehow newâŚ
This is it.
This is really it.
This man is the person who you want to live your whole life with.
Itâs really hard to not say the L word right now, to not kiss him senseless in the middle of the busy street, but there is no need for it; every single move, every single meaningless word screams the word âloveâ anyway.
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When you two finally arrive to the entrance of your hotel room, Eijirou has a constant, tiny grin basically etched into his face, like itâs his new, neutral state; this look makes him hundred times more handsome now that his confidence finally shines through the tough walls of his self-consciousness. You sneak a good look at him from the side as he fumbles with the keycard; he also looks more⌠like a real, dependable man, and less like the silly boy who doesnât know what the hell heâs doing with his life; itâs like he grew up in the last few days, his soul nicely settled inside his gorgeous body instead of dancing around the room, trying to decide who the hell he wants to be today.
âWhat?â Eijirou smiles kindly as he opens the door, but for some reason, he does not go in.
âThank you for the date. It was amazing.â You try to change the topic and by the look of it, it works.
âYeah, it was amazing.â He mutters, his gaze not leaving your eyes as he speaks. âI canât wait for the next one.â
âTomorrow.â You mutter back, incapable to look away.
âTomorrow.â He smiles, his eyes darting down to your lips without shame. It takes all your restraint to not kiss him right there, right now, passionate and hungry, but you bite your lips to ground yourself; you need to let him go in his own pace and not fuck this up again. You close your eyes and take a deep breath; you have no time to exhale because there are soft lips on yours, one hand on your cheek and another one in your hair, grabbing softly as Eijirou kisses you, soft and careful.
You almost laugh out loud at your comedic reaction to the kiss; you can feel your cheeks blush and your own kiss is shy and cautious, like you are afraid that one wrong move and he pushes you away again, but instead of him commenting on your ridiculous behavior he just smiles into the kiss then barges in again, with a little bit more fervor as he pushes the door in with his butt and pulls you inside, giggling like a teenager as you whimper once your back hits the wall.
âI only wanted to give you one kiss.â Eijirou mutters in between two kisses. âBut⌠maybe a few more wonât hurt.â
Your body feels like itâs literally on fucking fire. Eijirouâs hand sneaks under your t-shirt and grabs your hips to pull you closer; you whimper once again and try to count to ten, try to calm your blazing body and hungry mind, you try your fucking best to not deepen the kiss, to not jump on the man in front of you and push and push and push until heâs nothing but a babbling mess, moaning your name; Eijirou feels the tension, maybe he can even read your mind because he pulls you up until your legs snake around his middle and takes you toward the bed, his kisses still soft, but much-much deeper than before.
âFive more.â He states and you canât help but giggle.
âMake it six?â
âFive and a half.â He giggles back as he crawls on top of you.
You try to not to mention how his body betrays his true feelings, you try your best to keep your hands to yourself and just enjoy the softness of his hair, his cheeks, his neck and somehow you manage to behave, to let him take charge and he rewards you with the best kiss youâve ever gotten; Eijirou licks into your mouth enthusiastically, his tongue dancing with yours in a slow, sensual dance; you canât help but whimper into his keen mouth for which he bites your lower lip as to reprimand you but it only makes your core rumble with needâŚ
âOkay, letâs take a deep breath because one more sound and I wonât be able to stop.â Eijirou pants into your mouth. You count to ten.
â⌠and you want to stop.â You mutter, more to yourself than to him.
âYeah.â Eijirou leaves a soft kiss on your lips, one after another. You gently push his face away, your thumb gently stroking his cheek as you smile at him happily. âI really want to have a bath with you.â Eijirou admits. âI really loved the skin to skin contact back then. Not today, but⌠maybe that could be our thing. In the future.â
âSounds amazing.â You giggle. âBut I need to take an ice cold shower before we go to sleep tonight.â
âSame.â Eijirou buries his face into your neck, almost suffocating you with his body weight with how tight heâs hugging you. âI really shouldnât lay down on top of you like this.â
âYou remind me of a Great Dane that thinks they are a lap dog.â You stutter breathlessly; you would be giggling if you would have the space in your lungs to do so.
âWoof.â Eijirou laughs as he slowly pulls himself back up to let you breathe. You sigh into the tiny space in between you, trying your best to forget how it felt to feel Eijirouâs excitement poking your inner thigh just a second ago. Donât think about it. For the love of god, donât think about it⌠âOkay, Iâll get ready for bed now.â He leaves another fleeting kiss on your lips and moves away.
âYouâll be the death of me, Red.â You sigh once again, ready to have your own cold shower to calm yourself down because damn, this make out session definitely made you hot and flustered.
âSo dramatic.â Eijirou teases as he tries his best to hide the absolutely obvious tent in his pants. You canât help but giggle.
âGet out of here.â
You can still hear Eijirouâs giggles as he opens the tap in the bathroom. The audacity!
âYou are evil.â You mutter to yourself as you stare at the ceiling, your whole body trembling from your excitement.
You canât help but wonder how rewarding it will feel once you go all the way, especially if he keeps winding you up like this.
You take another deep breath as you try to concentrate on anything but that thought.
âWhere am I?â Eijirou touches his throbbing head as he tries his best to sit up. There are several people in the room with him; there is a blonde, handsome guy with a grumpy look on his face, a guy with half red and half white hair and a brown haired lady with chubby cheeks. They are wearing cosplays. Or are they heroes? They might be heroes. He has a feeling he is also a hero. Or a really good cosplayer. Hm. He doesnât feel like heâs interested in arts and crafts. So probably a hero. A good work out sounds so much sexier to him than⌠well⌠sewing.
âIn a hospital.â The brunette answers. Eijirou looks at him funny.
âI mean⌠I got that. What city? Also⌠who am I?â
âAn idiot sandwich.â The handsome blonde adds helpfully. He finds the joke a little bit inappropriate but laughs anyway because itâs really fucking funny. Now that he takes a bit more time to look at these people⌠he thinks these are his friends. The blonde one must be his best friend or his partner, or at least he feels some kind of deep connection to him. The other two⌠he is friends with the half and half one for sure, the brunette feels like⌠a good buddy, maybe? They might have gone to school together or something. Hell if he knows.
âNo, but for real⌠who am I?â
The group gets silent, eerily so.
âOh, fuck.â
âIâm calling the nurse.â
âHOW DARE YOU FORGET ME?!â The handsome blonde yells into his face. Eijirou snickers.
âCalm down, I know you are someone important to me. Best friends, maybe? Brother? Nah, we canât be brothers. You look like a single child.â
âExcuse me?!â The half and half haired man giggles. âThe fuck are you laughing at, half and half bastard?!â
âYour name is Kirishima Eijirou. We call you Eijirou. I am Shouto. This is Katsuki. The person who just left is Ochako.â Shouto smiles at him but Katsuki is not having it apparently.
âWrong. You are Shitty hair. Or hair for brains. This is candy cane, or half and half bastard. The one outside is floaty bitch or round face.â
âAnd who are you, then?â Eijirou giggles at the funny nicknames. Ahh, he has amazing friends. Heâs so happy to be alive.
âIâm Lord Explosion Murder God Dynamight. But you call me Kats.â Eijirou wheezes. Fuck, his head hurts even more but oh my god, this man is hilarious. âThe fuck are you laughing at, you dumbass moron?!â
âOkay, playtimeâs over.â A serious looking doctor comes into the room. Ahh, he was having so much fun. He even forgot he doesnât even know his own name.
The doctor pokes him then shines this annoying light into his eyes. Heâs not happy about it. He doesnât think he likes hospitals that much. He also feels like someoneâs missing. Well, a lot of people are missing, like his family and other friends he has but there is one particular emptiness in his heart⌠a wife? A girlfriend? A puppy? No, heâs 100% itâs a wife. Or a really serious girlfriend heâs about to propose to or something. A soulmate. Yeah. Thatâs whatâs missing. Oh, well. Sheâll probably arrive at one point. Maybe itâs better not to say anything in case heâs wrong and his friends will laugh at him. Might be a one sided love. Eijirou feels like heâs the kind of loser who would be in one of those.
âAll looks fine, itâs probably just a confusion. The Menace did a splendid job with the healing. He wouldnât be here if itâs not for her.â
âThe who?â
âThatâs my fiancĂŠ. Sheâs the most badass motherfucker in the whole wide world. One and a half as cool as me.â
âOh, she rings a bell! Is she like, a total superhero with several different powers?â
âYeah!â Katsuki perks up. âThatâs her!â
âAww, look how excited he is now that his fiancĂŠ was mentioned. I want that.â Ochako sighs.
âShut the fuck up, pink cheeks.â Katsuki grumbles, his ears pink. Oh, what a cute guy. âSo how long before he becomes his old, annoying self?â
âHey!â
âItâs hard to say, especially as The Menace intervened hence the process is different but I would say a few hours, maybe a day. Kirishima-san, your leg isnât healed yet. Please refrain from moving.â
âWhat if I need to pee?â Eijirou whines. The doctor points at the side of the bed. Eijirou is mortified. âOh no. Thatâs so unmanly.â
âThatâs such an Eijirou thing to say!â Round cheeks peeks up right away.
âIs it? Thank you!â
Eijirou hears quick footsteps coming towards his door. Then someone barges in, panting.
âRed.â
Oh god. Eijirou died and there is an angel coming for him.
Wait, no.
Sheâs the one. Sheâs the missing piece. Sheâs the soulmate Eijirou was waiting for. His eyes water. His lips wobble. Why is he crying right now? What is this pain heâs feeling? How can he be so sad and so happy at the same time?!
âMy angelâŚâ
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âMy angelâŚâ Eijirouâs lips wobble, his eyes full of longing. Oh, you were so fucking stupid to ever doubt this man.
âEi, Iâm so sorry, Iâm sorryâŚâ You jump into Eijirouâs open arms. He smells like hydrogen peroxide but you really donât care.
âWait, he doesnât remember.â Katsuki tries to pull you away, but Eijirou pulls you back possessively. Wait⌠âWhat?â
âI⌠donât remember a lot of things, but I remember you.â Eijirou admits with a blush. âI donât know what are you sorry for, thatâs true. I donât remember your actual name. But I remember your scent, the smell of the coffee you make, I remember the sound of your laughter, I remember that you are really cheeky and you tease me a lot, I remember this.â Eijirou touches the ring on his necklace. âI remember that I need to keep it safe until I give it back to you. I remember the pain when something happened between us. But I also remember loving you. I donât know if itâs reciprocated or not but yeah I know who you are. You are the one. You are my angel. You are the girl Iâll marry. Uh, wait⌠I think I know your name. You are Y/N, right?â
âOh, Ei.â You bawl into his chest, your body shaking. You were a real fucking idiot and it almost cost Eijirouâs life. âI love you too.â
âIâm crying happy tears.â Eijirou shakes his head, dumbfounded by his own emotions. âSeems like this has been bothering me for a while. I feel lighter.â
âWhy do you remember her but not me?! Iâm your best friend!â Katsuki yells, clearly offended.
âNot now.â Ochako mutters as he gives the blond a side-eye. Slowly, the three heroes sneak out of the room, giving you some privacy.
âI will confess properly once I remember more. For now, Iâm just happy you are here. I hope you didnât have to travel for long.â Eijirou caresses your cheek and you canât help but giggle. âWhat?â
âEijirou, we live in Japan. We are in New York right now.â
âWhat the hell am I doing in New York?!â
You canât stop laughing. This is hilarious.
âEating hot dogs?â
âI know Iâm clumsy but getting a serious concussion, a broken arm and getting impaled on a fucking road sign while trying to eat a hot dog is a little bit too much, even for me.â
âI mean, you did walk into a column in front of me.â
âHey, you just kissed me on the cheek, of course I did!â Eijirou freezes. âI remember doing that! I remember our arcade date! And our almost kiss in the office! Then⌠the sofa⌠fuck, I was such an idiot.â He sighs. âUgh, my head hurts.â
âLetâs talk about this once you are healthy, okay?â You leave a tiny kiss on Eijirouâs cheek. He blushes adorably.
âWill you stay with me?â
âIâll never leave you again. I promise.â
âCan we seal the promise with a teeny-tiny healing kiss?â Eijirou tries to tease but there is desperation in his voice. Instead of answering, you oblige; your whole body shudders as your lips meet in the middle. âThank you.â He smiles, so happy heâs about to jump out of his own skin. âAlso, can you get me a hot dog, please? I would really kill for a hot dog.â He mumbles, ashamed. âAlso, I have a pee bag. Please, donât look at my pee bag. Heâs really shy.â
âAre you high on painkillers right now?â You giggle as you take in your loverâs red face.
âMaybe? Or maybe Iâm just so happy I canât behave myself.â
âIâm sorry for ignoring you. I know, we are not talking about this today, but I really needed to say this.â You mumble with a frown.
âItâs okay. But⌠donât do it again? Talk to me next time. Iâm sorry for freaking out. You havenât done anything wrong. I need you to know that.â
âI promise.â You whisper into Eijirouâs ear as you give him another cuddle.
You stay like this until Eijirouâs stomach grumbles aggressively. You buy him a real, New York street hotdog with extra everything. You end up getting one for everyone and two for Eijirou. He devours it two minutes and asks for more.
Needless to say, you end up getting him three more. The doctors already hate you here but really, you canât give a fuck right now; if your hubby wants a hot dog after saving the fucking world, then he gets a hot dog. Common sense.
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Eijirou stays in the hospital for a whole week, but enjoys every single second of it; you are there with him the whole time, bringing him all the goodies he craves, giving him hugs and kisses on his cheek, he shines like the fucking sun every time you come through the door and just soaks in the attention you are giving him.
His memories came back after two days, thank god for that because if you would have had to look at Katsukiâs angry, pouting face for a day longer you would have given him a black eye.
You two decided not to talk about the situation until you are both back to hundred percent and keep your hands to yourselves while Eijirou heals; it breaks your heart to not be able to kiss him, to reassure him that everything is alright but you can see on Eijirouâs distant gaze when you are busy with something else that heâs really trying to get his head around everything so once heâs out you two can talk and start the relationship again, properly this time.
âHey, Angel?â Eijirou mutters as you stare out the window of his fancy hospital en-suite; Eijirouâs room is super high up so you can see New York buzzing with life in the distance. Itâs funny how you always wanted to visit this city but now, you would rather stay inside and play a silly a silly game with Eijirou; having him at your disposal for a whole week was nothing but bliss.
Love does some weird things to a person.
âHm?â You give him a tired smile.
âWhen Iâm discharged⌠can we go on a date in New York? Maybe stay for a few days, get a nice hotel and⌠just be together.â He looks away with a blush on his face. Heâs so cute, goddamnit!
âYou just want me to have a good time after coming all this way.â You retort as you see through Eijirouâs facade⌠or at least you think you do.
âOr maybe I just donât want to go separate ways and this is my last resort to have some alone time with you that doesnât end up with me running to work, running for an emergency or running in general.â He scoffs, a tiny bit offended.
âIâm sorry for reacting this way. Iâm just⌠a little bit self-conscious since our fight.â
âMe too.â Eijirou sighs, clearly just as insecure as you are. âBut I know this feeling of dread will go away once I take you out on a proper date where both you and I are aware of who we really are to each other. Or at least thatâs what my therapist said.â
âYou have a therapist?!â You gawk at Red, utterly surprised.
âUhm, wellâŚâ he blushes as he smiles awkwardly at you. âI used to. After the war. I had it until a year ago. But I gave her a call when you were out shopping with Katsuki.â He admits sheepishly.
âIâm really proud of you, you know that, right?â You smile at Eijirou with tears in your eyes.
âIâm still just a mere himbo, I just know how to use my resources.â He laughs happily. âNow come here, Iâm done with you being so far away.â
Needless to say you run into Eijirouâs arms; he hugs you tight and pulls you impossibly close, drinking in your scent, taking a deep breath, in and out, as he recharges for the night.
âThank you for your patience.â He sighs. âHonestly, I donât really want to talk about what happened that night anymore. I donât think there is any reason to and⌠I donât think itâs relevant anymore.â He admits.
âI think you are right. I just want us to be us. I think this moment here says more than thousand words can.â
âDo you think you can sleep here tonight?â Eijirou mutters into your chest. Oh, you fucking wish.
âYou are getting discharged tomorrow. Letâs not make the staff more aggravated than they already are.â You giggle. âAlso, donât you want to do all the steps again before earning a night full of cuddles?â
Eijirou only grumbles. Your whole chest resonates with it.
âIâm gonna sleep, then.â
âItâs 8 in the evening.â You giggle at your himbo. He looks up at you with the cheekiest smile.
âTomorrow comes quicker if I sleep.â
⌠yes. Heâs still just a himbo.
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âShower. I need a shower.â Eijirou grumbles as he pouts, his eyes already locked at the bathroom door. You put your stuff down on the bed in your brand new hotel room (well, itâs more like a full on apartment) which looks like something you would never be able to afford unless you look at your uncle really sweetly, but you decide not to comment on that.
Of course, there is only one bed; thankfully, you are both self aware enough to know a spare bed would be an absolute waste of Eijirouâs hard earned dollars.
Eijirou has been chanting the same sentence since you two had left the hospital; even before coming here to put your suitcase down, Eijirou insisted to go into âthat lovely smelling shopâ and get a fancy, overpriced shower gel and several different bath bombs for you two to enjoy after your super successful date. You couldnât help but blush like a virgin. He also got himself a nice, âmanlyâ body spray that smells like mint and sandalwood. Oh, and of course, he bought a super expensive body lotion as well. Then he asked you to wait outside a cosmetic store until he buys some ânecessities.â You try your best not to think about what kind of necessities is he buying right now.
Honestly, this man is confusing as fuck sometimes. First, he wanted to take it easy and now heâs most probably buying condoms! But at the same time, you get it; a lot had changed since your fight and clearly, Eijirou is in the right headspace now to actually be able to comprehend whatâs happening around him. Plus, itâs better to be safe than sorry. He might not actually intend to use it.
Ahh, you got sidetracked again.
So yeah, Eijirou doesnât even wait for you to kiss that pout away before he barges into the bathroom with his little shopping bag and for the next 20 minutes all you hear is Eijirou scrubbing the shit out of himself, mumbling about how much he hates the hospital smell.
Itâs definitely a new side of him but canât really say you hate it; to be honest, itâs quite adorable.
Eijirou comes out of the shower with the most content smile on his face. Then he looks at you with a frown.
âHospital smell.â Is all heâs saying so you guess this is your queue to take a shower. âIâm sorry, that was extremely rude of me.â He stares at the floor, dumbfounded by his own actions.
âNah, you smell gorgeous, I also want to smell like that.â Now, itâs Eijirouâs turn to blush like a virgin. Instead of teasing him, you make your way into the bathroom with a new set of clothes; you strip down to your underwear and decide to open up the bathroom door and throw them into the floor outside. âRed, do you mind starting the wash with all of our clothes? They most probably smell like a hospital too!â
You are just about close the door back when you realize, the clothing did not end up the floor as you expected but landed on Eijirouâs ridiculously blushed face instead. You hide behind the half open door to keep your modesty. Thank god you decided to not throw your underwear out. That would have been⌠well⌠really fucking awkward.
âUhm⌠sure.â
âSorry!â you mutter apologetically as you close the door behind you; fuck, that was awkward. Maybe having two separate rooms instead of one would have been a better idea.
Ahh, who are you kidding, you would end up in the same bed even if Eijirou looses his mind once again, because you two fucking love to cuddle, platonic or romantic.
Fuck, you really hope separating isnât an option in Eijirouâs head; it was bad enough to write that letter to end the most beautiful relationship youâve ever had, being pulled back then pushed away would genuinely fucking kill you.
Okay, stop overthinking. Take a deep breath. Close your eyes and listen to the shuffle outside as Eijirou puts your clothing into the wash.
You can hear him mumbling to himself about the right order of pushing the buttons which you find extremely adorable. Then there is silence. Then more muttering, clearer this time.
âUhm⌠ahh, which one? Oh my god, why is there so many options?! Is this all color? That shirt is white. OH GOD GRACIOUS, THAT SHIRT IS WHITE! Oh my god. What if I ruin this.â Suddenly, there is more silence. Then Eijirou yells âohâ so loudly you almost bump your head into the door. âQuick 30! Hell yeah, I like the sound of that. Oh! Color catcher! What is that? Oh! Eijirou, you are a genius! Hell yeah. Work well done, mother would be proud.â
You almost choke on your own spit as you try to muffle your hysterical laughter that erupts out of you like a fucking volcano.
This guy is an absolute himbo. Oh, fucking hell, you forgot what a himbo he is. You quickly jump into the bath tub and close the curtains on you; you open the shower which hopefully will muffle the rest of your giggles as you wash yourself with Eijirouâs new shower gel.
Yup. You could certainly get used to this; Not just to the delicious shower gel but to the whole situation. If dating Eijirou is this much fun you donât even want to know how much fun it would be to just see this bozo go on with his daily life.
âY/N! I started the wash!â Eijirou sings outside of the bathroom door.
âYou are so clever, canât believe youâve managed! Such a good hubby you are!â
âIâm a gentleman. Iâm a gentleman. Iâm a gentleman.â Eijirouâs muttering sounds further and further as he probably belly flops on the bed if the sound of the poor bed springs struggling is anything to go by.
Hm. Okay. Eijirou really likes to be praised - You giggle to yourself as you file away this information for later; it might come in handy later.
You bite your lips as you think about all the instances you could use this knowledge. Then you turn the shower faucet to cold.
âRed Riot. We need to go. Now.â Is all Todoroki says and Eijirou hates that itâs not Katsuki who came to âcollect himâ; he would be understanding, he would cover for him until he gets his girl back, he wouldâŚ
âWe are needed in the US. Deku is staying to cover for the both of you. We need you. Iâm sorry.â
âFuck you, Shouto! Do I look like Iâm capable of fighting?!â
Shouto doesnât say anything to that; just comes over to help him with the necklace heâs fumbling with as his hands shake too much to put it back in place.
âNo, you are not. But you will be. Because you are a hero. You are Y/Nâs favorite hero, arenât you?â
âIs it, though?â Shouto retorts. âI donât know what happened but what would she think if youâd let all those people die because of her? I highly doubt sheâd be happy.â
As much as he hates to admit, thatâs a fair point. Still, he hates leaving like this; it would take him 5 minutes to clear this misunderstanding. 5 fucking minutes.
Fuck!
Eijirou runs into his bedroom for his hero suit; every hero who works in the agency has a weeks worth of clothing in a suitcase ready to go all the time so at least he didnât need to pack. He tries to call Y/N but the call goes to voicemail right away. Fuckâs sake! In his last desperate attempt he tries to message Y/N while sitting the taxi towards the airport.
âPlease tell me you got home safe, Angel.â
âWe need to talk. This is a misunderstanding. Please tell me you are safe!â
âY/N, I beg you, please let me make this right. Or at least let me know you are okay. I got a code red. Iâm leaving the country and Iâm not sure when Iâm going to be back. Sounds like a great deal, I really donât want to go into a fight without knowing we are okay. You are my everythingâŚâ
âThese few weeks were the best days of my life, I feel the same, Y/N! Your ring is safe with me until you are willing to accept it once again.â
âI want to hear your voice, angel.â
âWeâre leaving. Iâm sorry for all the messages. Iâm sorry for bothering you. Please, stay safe.â
None of Eijirouâs messages are read; his heart shatters into pieces as the hero team departs. Eijirou has a bad feeling. A really bad feeling. He canât concentrate on the briefing, he canât think about anything but the mess he had left on the land, he doesnât fucking care about shitty villains right now, itâs not even his territory, itâs not even Japan, why was he chosen to go at all?? Why, of all the times, he gets the recognition he always wanted when he literally canât give any shits about the mission?! His phone rings. A video call. Eijirouâs heart jumps out of his chest. How is there reception here?!
Oh, itâs a government helicopter, of course it has everything.
Also, itâs not his angel, whoâs calling. Itâs Katsuki. Eijirou has a feeling Shouto has something to do with this.
âJesus Christ, Eijirou, you look like shit, what the fuck happened?!â Katsuki yells, utterly concerned by the look of it. Eijirou scoffs.
âI fucked up everything with Y/N and I had to leave before I could sort it out so I guess Iâm a divorced man whoâs going to die on the battle field today, or after when my heart gives out from all the stress.â
Katsuki stares at Eijirou in shock; he knows that shit is real when he starts to speak this way.
âMenace is literally getting us the first available plane to the US. For the love of god, donât get murdered by the time we get there.â
âYou donât need toâŚâ
âOh, shut the fuck up, we do whatever the hell we want.â Katsuki retorts angrily. âAlso, Iâm a hero and Iâm your best fucking friend so just stay safe until we take over.â
âWe love you, Ei-booboo!â The menace yells which makes Eijirou smile.
âI hate to admit, but yeah, we fucking do.â
The phone disconnects. Eijirou checks his messages with Y/N. Still unread. Fuck.
This helicopter is fucking quick, most probably the work of a quirk because they arrive to America in just two hours instead of the usual 13. Eijirou takes a really deep breath and shuffles into Shoutoâs hot side for some comfort. The half and half hero sends out a few waves of warmth, incapable to comfort him in any other way. Eijirou appreciates him trying.
âAmericaâs number one is down.â Someone speaks through the intercom. The whole team freezes except Mirio.
âWell, thank god we arrived then.â He speaks up loud and proud. âLetâs save those people! Whoever gets the main guy, the rest of us will pay for his drinks for a whole year, what about that?â
Fuck, Mirio is a genius; he was so in his own head he didnât even think about how the others might feel; yes, Eijirou has a special situation but no one likes to wake up at 5AM to a blaring alarm just to be told that the situation is so dire you might not even be able to make it back home. Heâs also not the only one who has a special someone in his life. Everyone is freaked out, not just him. He takes a look at Shouto; he looks like hasnât slept a wink last night; if he remembers it right, he was on the night shift. Fuck.
âDeal!â Uraraka perks up right away; she might have enough money now to support herself and her family but old habits die hard; she was always easily motivated by free food or discounts of any kind. Eijirou smiles to himself as he remember Ochako showing him her discount notebook full of random newspaper clippings.
âWhile I find it disturbing how motivated our team is now that free food and drinks were mentioned, if it helps, it helps.â Iida adds. âWith that said, itâs time to jump.â
Eijirou hates this bit; heâs not a big fan of heights. Donât get him wrong, he likes hikes to the top of a mountain, look out from a window of a skyscraper, fly with Katsuki after a good, relatively sober night out (even though heâs too heavy now for Katsuki, extremely sad) but right now, they are basically still in the clouds and thatâs where his limit is.
He sends one last message. Just in case.
âHave I told you Iâm afraid of heights? Yeah. Silly, isnât it? Iâll do my best so I can come home and apologize. Wish me luck, Angel.â
He knows the message wonât be read, still, sending it gives him a little bit of peace. He turns off his phone to make sure he can focus on the task; he knows himself well enough to know he would get distracted if his phone pings in his pocket.
â3⌠2âŚ1⌠go!â
Eijirou jumps.
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âRed Riot, are you okay?!â
Heâs not. There is blood coming from everywhere; heâs sure his arm is broken, his leg is fractured, there is a massive gush on his head and he can barely remember his own name. His conscience fades in out as he tackles the guy in front of him, panting like a madman.
No one knew that one of the villains has a quirk erasing quirk. They waited for the last minute to actually use him and apparently the Japan gang appearing out of the blue was the perfect time for it.
Okay, they probably used it in waves with the US number one hero too, but they did it in such a clever way no one realized. Eijirou thanks Katsuki for all the sparring lessons for the fact that heâs still alive right now.
It has only been a fucking hour since he had touched the ground in this foreign land. One single hour.
Eijirou stares at the guy under him; heâs massive and bulky with several chains around his neck; he tries to threaten him, tries to call for his team to save him but they are all unconscious on the floor. Katsuki grins at him from the distance, a fresh stream of blood running down his eyebrows. Itâs getting harder and harder to keep his eyes open, so he takes the quirk canceling handcuffs and slams it on the big guy. His chest tightens in a really uncomfortable way, then he feels a terrible sting as he moves. Ahh. Broken ribs. Of fucking course. Is there a single bone in his body thatâs in tact? Probably not.
âI think Iâm gonna faint.â Eijirou whispers into the radio in his ears. âBut free goodies for a year, yeah?â He smiles to himself as the world spins around him. âIâm really sleepyâŚâ
âEijirou, donât!â Someone yells. In just a few seconds, Katsuki is by his side, holding him with eyes etched with worry. âEi, stay with me!â
âI canâtâŚâ
âDonât you want to tell me what happened? Donât you want to fix things with Y/N?â
Oh. Eijirou is somehow, magically awake now.
âWhere is she?â Eijirou asks, like Katsuki is some kind of fortune teller.
âTokyo. That bit with the luxury apartments. Iâll try to get a closer look.â The Menace closes her eyes with a frown or her face; Eijirou wonders why did they not use her quirk to come here sooner? She can manifest any quirk she can think of, so technically, she can teleport. To be fair, she probably did teleport just didnât really think of it as an option right away; they are all humans after all and sometimes, in an emergency situation, it takes your brain a few minutes to work properly. âThere is another Red haired guy. They are watching us in the TV.â
âCrimson Riot.â Katsuki states. âSheâs safe. Sheâs with her uncle. Can she hear us?â
âDonât think so.â
âKatsuki, show the necklace.â
âWhat?!â
âThe necklace Iâm wearing. Show it to the camera. I canât move my arms anymore.â
Katsuki freaks the shit out. The Menace freaks the shit out. Everyone freaks the shit out.
âWHAT DO YOU MEAN YOU CANâT MOVE YOUR ARMS?!â
âDoesnât matter. Show the necklace.â
âYou lost your fucking mind. If you die on me Iâll kill you.â
âThe necklace.â
âOh my god, shut the fuck up!â Katsuki fumbles with the pocket on the strap on Eijirouâs chest which has the ring part to keep it safe; even if the necklace breaks, the ring will be safe in the tiny, hidden pocket. He usually keeps a few tiny mints in there just in case he needs a refreshment. Donât ask. âOh.â Katsuki mutters as he does his best to make the ring seen from every angle. âDid you guys actually break up?! What the fuck?! Iâm never going on holiday again, you are useless without me.â
âThe message had been delivered!â The Menace yells happily.
âGood.â
The last thing he hears is everyone yelling his name.
Then the world goes black.
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You break down just as you barge through your uncleâs main door. He doesnât ask questions; he just leads you towards his sofa gently, lets you hide in his safe arms, and you cry until you have nothing else left to give. He brings you a big jug of water, NOT in your usual Red Riot cup but even the fact itâs not your Red Riot limited edition cup makes you cry once again.
You really thought you have no more tears left. You really did.
It takes you several hours to calm down; itâs around 10AM in the morning, you left around 3. You havenât slept a wink, not had the chance to do so.
Turning on the TV was the biggest mistake but also the biggest blessing as otherwise you wouldnât have know what happened to Eijirou just a few hours after you left.
You really fucking hate yourself for leaving now; you should have stayed, you should have talked to him once he opened his eyes, fuck, what if you were wrong? What if this wasnât the end and you left him that stupid letter, basically breaking up with him even though heâd never once said he wants to get rid of you, he only said that what you two got right now was tainted thanks to his own stupidity. He only said he needs some time to get his head around it. He never asked for you to fuck right off and leave him brew in his stew of fucking misery! You acted without really considering his side, only clinging to his hurtful words like a fucking teenager and nowâŚ
âOur heroes are fighting the biggest villain organization since the League of Villains right now, in New York. The US top ten had been beaten down just a few minutes before the Japanese heroes arrived, their sidekicks trying their best to keep the villains busy until that time. We can see Shouto, Lemilion, Red Riot, Uravity fighting right now, Red Riot is currently trying to apprehend the leader of the organization all alone.â
âWhat are the otherâs doing?! Help him for the fucks sake!â You yell at the screen.
âY/N look at all these villains they need to apprehend.â Crimson Riot sighs. âThe others are better against multiple people while Red Riot is really good at one-on-oneâs. You know that, honey.â
âOur sources say that Dynamight and The Menace are also on the way to the battlefield⌠oh, here they are!â Needless to say, Katsuki blasts half of the enemy team away in the first few minutes and heâs clearly enjoying himself. Eijirou, on the other hand, looks absolutely terrible, you donât really understand whatâs happening but seems like his quirk is jumping in and out and the villain managed to hurt him in several places.
You turn on your phone and you feel like the biggest asshole in the whole wide world; there are several messages from Red, all so nice and kind and itâs so absolutely clear you misunderstood the situation and you really want to smack yourself in the face for being such an absolute idiot. Crimson Riot sneaks a look at those messages and only sighs.
âOh, you silly girlâŚâ
You start praying to whoever is up there to help him win; heâs so clearly trying his best even though his head is probably all messed up. You are so fucking proud of him you canât help but cry once again, desperate to hug him, to console him, but by the look of it, he wonât come home in the next few days; heâll need urgent medical care, those injuries canât be fixed in one day, even with a heroâs stamina. His left arm looks like itâs in pieces, thereâs something poking out of his thigh, heâs visibly wheezing and there is an ominous trail of blood rolling down his cheeks and neck.
You understand that this is all a part of a plan, but this canât be right! Heâs clearly not doing well, heâll be killed if he keeps pushing himself, heâllâŚ
Red Riot pushes the leader of the villain organization into the broken concrete with such strength you can clearly see the terror on the villainâs face even from far away.
âThatâs my boy.â Crimson riot smiles fondly at the TV. âDonât overestimate him, honey. Donât forget, he was your favorite hero before he became your favorite person.â
âFuck, you are so right.â You smile at your uncle as the camera zooms in on Eijirou putting handcuffs on the villain. Katsuki joins him right after, once all the villains are apprehended and lying on the concrete, unconscious. Eijirou looks out of it. Heâs talking go Katsuki then Katsuki yells at the Menace. The menace is doing somethingâŚ? For some weird reason Y/N feels like there are eyes on her. The fuck?!
Eijirou looks like heâs jumping in and out of consciousness. You pull on your hair nervously.
âEijirou, stay awake, please, stay awake.â You mumble as you see Katsuki fumbling with Eijirouâs necklace that looks stuck in between his shoulder accessory and his skin. It would look quite comedic to see Katsuki care about such a small detail like a stuck necklace while his best friend is about to pass out but by the look of, Eijirou is asking him to do that.
When you realize why, you cry like a baby.
Your ring is attached to his necklace. Now, that itâs free to hang, itâs right by his heart. Katsuki takes it in his hand and aims towards the camera. Then yells at Eijirou about something; but after a one word answer Eijirouâs body drops lifelessly into Katsukiâs arm.
âRed⌠fuck, RED!â You yell at the TV as the heroes run towards the first aid tent with the unconscious hero. âFuck, IâmâŚâ
You stand up and start looking around only to realize you are not at home. Fuck, what can you do now? How can you help?! You need to see him! You need to make sure heâs alive! It takes fucking ages for the news people to get any information once the heroâs get into the hospital, you canât wait for that long!
âYou have an overnight suitcase at mine, you remember?â Crimson Riot smiles as he points towards the guest room.
âAnd then what?!â You yell back frustratedly but you only get a raised eyebrow.
Then it clicks.
âFuck, you are a genius, I love you.â You kiss the top of his head as you frantically try to buy a flight ticket to the soonest flight to JFK. Your phone pings in your pocket.
Eiđ: New York Hero Hospital (NYHH). We are being taken there right now. Canât really tell you much, he shouldnât be unconscious, thatâs all I know. They are trying to wake him up before itâs too late. Call this number for info: xxx-xxx-xxx or call me (Katsuki) on xxx-xxx-xxx. In case you are a nutjob and you are on the way to airport, show this to get clearance in the hospital to see him *picture of a QR code*.
Also, I totally know you are coming. My woman can see you. Sorry if that freaks you out but this fuckerâs first question will be if you are alive, soâŚâ
Thatâs creepy but also really considerate.
Angel â¤ď¸: Iâll be there in 24 hours.â You type back maniacally.
Ei đ: Youâll be here in 5. Ditch the airport and go to the helicopter parking space on top of our building. Look for a brown haired idiot.â
Angel â¤ď¸: Fuck, thank you.â
Eiđ: Anything for my best friend and all that cheesy shit.â
You literally sprint towards Katsukiâs agency.
Fuck, you really hope you can make it on time.
The people in the agency look at you weirdly as you make your way up towards the roof; the lady at the front door desk is about sprint after you but you can see Deku putting his arm on his shoulder.
There is a tired looking guy with brown hair waiting for you. His name is Rody and apparently heâs Izukuâs second (!) best friend from Europe. He had a job in the area so when he saw the fight in the TV, he called Deku if Deku needs a ride with his brand new, ultra quick plane to see his friends. Deku kindly declined the offer as heâs the only one right now from the top 10 to keep an eye on Japan but messaged Katsuki about it. The rest is history.
With that said, you are flying so quickly right now you are about to loose your shit and vomit all over. Itâs like riding on a roller coaster for 5 hours straight. You have no idea how can Rody look like heâs having the best time of his life. This is torture. By the time you arrive on a flat land, the whole world wobbles and you almost throw up.
âThank⌠barfff⌠sorry uhm, thank you for the ride, I must run.â You mutter, almost throwing up in the middle of your sentence. âUhm, where am I?â
âOn the roof of Victoria hospital.â He grins at you.
âOh, you got a clearance?â
âNot really. With that said⌠you should probably hide before someone sees you here, bye!â He waves while your whole life flashes before your eyes.
You are going to jail. Fuck, you are totally going to jail.
âY/N?â
This is it. You are dead meat. Fuck, you are too young and too pretty to rot in jail, maybe jumping down the building would be a better way to go! Honestly, what is your life?!
You look at the person who caught you and you sigh. Itâs just the famous Menace. Thank fuck.
âWhere is he?â
âJust a floor down, fourth doorâŚ. Hey, wait! I need to tell you something⌠oh for the fuckâs sake!â she yells as she chases after you but gives up after a few meters. Uhh, the fight must have roughed her up if sheâs not using her powers right now. You do feel a bit bad for abandoning her.
âRed!â You throw yourself into the room like madman.
Summary: Spending the night at Eijirouâs takes a cruel turn.
Warnings: Swear words, highly suggestive, also contains slight NSFW parts but there is a warning before! Also, if you are sensitive to cliffhangers, maybe skip this part đ oh, and angst (it will be resolved in the next two chapters!)
Itâs relatively late but you are not really tired; Eijirou looks gorgeous in the mood lights, oranges and reds dancing on his cheeks while his lips wobble adorably; the movie is about the end and the main characters are embracing each other after living through their worst nightmares. Youâve had a really hard time focusing on the movie; Eijirou is so animated when heâs zoned in on something, he has these tiny little adorable face expressions to every single plotwist as the story unfolds; you canât help but stare at his gorgeous cheekbone, at those mesmerizing crimson eyes, you canât help but close your eyes and try to remember how Eijirouâs skin feels like on yours; soft but also rough when your fingers move over a scar or a scab, which he has a lot of; itâs a skin of a war hero and you only fall in love with him more and more as the night proceeds. You smile at a memory from just two hours ago; when you changed into the T-shirt Eijirou gave you, he almost choked on his own saliva; his cheeks were blushed and he couldnât keep eye contact since. You two cuddled up properly on the sofa right before the movie started; you deciding to change into something more comfy kinda ruined the moment you two had had but you really wanted to be as cosy as you can be today; when it comes to heroes, you never know when will you be able to spend this much time together again hence you wanted to enjoy every single moment without your jeans poking a hole into your tummy the whole time. Changing into cosy home wear also means more intimacy; during the movie Eijirou had been touching your naked thigh without even realizing it and well⌠it felt really fucking nice, what can you say. You also managed to sneak your palm inside of Eijirouâs shirt and you havenât been able to concentrate on the movie ever since; his abs are actually insane, they are solid like a rock but the skin is soft like a babyâs bottom and goddamn, you accidentally sigh longingly as you caress his tummy, your fingers grabbing into the soft skin, probably much more possessively than whatâs appropriate. Heâs also wearing a thin, golden necklace; you can see the two sides by his neck then the rest hides under his comfy shirt. You wonder how the necklace actually looks like⌠if he would take his shirt offâŚ
âY/NâŚâ Eijirou grumbles, his voice low and deep; you can feel his chest rumble with his words, the tremor pleasant and downright⌠well⌠arousing. âPlease, stop.â Eijirou sighs into the darkness, his demeanor asking you for the opposite.
âIf it makes you uncomfortable, Iâll stop.â You mutter into his neck, a little bit unhinged; the credits roll on the TV, blanketing the room into even more darkness; thanks to the mood lights, there is still enough light to see each other, but somehow, it covers the whole room with a hope of something more, like more fleeting kisses, more fleeting touches, a deeper connection, itâs clouding your judgement, your senses are filled with Eijirouâs natural scent, you canât get out of it, you canât hold yourself back anymore⌠Eijirou tenses as your palm moves further down his belly, then he puts his hand over yours to stop your shenanigans for real this time. You donât have time to freak out over the rejection; Eijirou pulls you into his lap with one swift move and stares into your soul as he tries to adjust your position to make sure nothing touches inappropriately. You try your best not to frown but you still havenât given up yet; you let your hand free from Eijirouâs hold and start caressing his cheekbone then his lips; they are thin, but just meaty enough for it to be pleasant during kissing and your mind wanders how it would feel like to kiss this man properly⌠Eijirou playfully bites the side of your palm and your breath hitches audibly; finally, you know how those teeth feel like and they are surprisingly blunt but so fucking good; you can imagine how it would be like to slide your tongue over them, how it would feel like to be marked by them and your panties are suddenly really uncomfortable to wear.
âEiâŚâ
âHm?â Kirishima stops his shenanigans and sits further up too look at you. âSorry, was that too much?â
You canât even comprehend the question. Heâs so close, he smells so nice, heâs warm and inviting and you donât even realize the words leave your mouth before itâs too late;
âCan you⌠kiss me? I want to know if you feel as nice as you felt on my hands.â You mumble like an idiot, and by the disappointed look in Eijirouâs face youâve fucked up quite bad.
âI know I said I would do anything for you, but Iâm not going to be your guinea pig. I donât think my heart can take it.â He mutters but his eyes are jumping between your lips and your eyes the whole time. The world stills. Eijirou squeezes your middle to ground himself. You can barely contain your pleasant little sigh.
âYou are not a Guinea pig, Red. I might be curious but itâs not like Iâm running around kissing every single weirdo just to see how it feels like, do I?â
âI dunno, are you?â Eijirou grins, his eyes lovestruck and full of fondness. You canât believe he decides this is the right time to start teasing you back!
âFuck you.â You giggle, your eyes locked with those beautiful, plump lips; now maybe this isnât the right time for Red Riot trivia, but the hero is famous for his amazing moisturizing routine thanks to all the metal parts on his suit that tend to damage his skin; he uses super fancy lotions all over and he also has an addiction to lip balms. And yeah, itâs clear he takes care of himself. Oh how much you wanna taste that expensive lip balm, goddamnit.
âSo you really want to kiss me?â Eijirou licks his lips and oh well, you are gone. This is fucking heaven.
âYeah.â You say breathlessly, your eyes dazzling like a dogâs when their owner waves a treat around.
âOne kiss.â Eijirou whispers and closes the distance between you two; you feel like youâve been zapped when you feel his teeth on your bottom lip, the bite light and careful; you make a surprised whimper but doesnât take you long to take control of the situation; this teasing bite is not enough, you need more, finally, you can kiss him, you can taste those lips properly, you can deepen your connection and make him yoursâŚ
(Gets a bit cheeky from here)
It takes Eijirou a few seconds to comprehend whatâs happening, but once he does he kisses back like a starving man, every single kiss deep and suffocating and oh god, how much you love the way Eijirou kisses, itâs so passionate, so wild yet somehow still soft and full of love, his teeth leave dent marks on your lips, he tugs and plays around like a cat playing with a mouse before they become dinner, then finally, he forces your lips to open and licks into your mouth, his tongue colliding with your own in a passionate tango; you can feel him melt under you, finally letting your bodies touch and it doesnât take you too long to feel how happy Kirishima is, how much he enjoys these kisses and you canât help but whimper into his mouth as you accidentally create a friction down there.
As messed up as it sounds like, you could cry right now. It just feels so right. It feels so perfect. Itâs everything youâve always wanted in a relationship yet somehow youâve never managed to really feel it; intimate moments like this were more of a necessity than something you genuinely enjoyed before, it was okay but youâve never really felt⌠well⌠this throbbing and the wetness that comes with it. Itâs so new and itâs so hard to control, this urge to take more than what you are givenâŚ
âI think the one kiss is over. We had a deal.â Eijirou moves away to look into your eyes; he says that but his eyes are full of want and the whole thing does not make senseâŚ
âYouâre cruel, Red Riot.â For some reason Eijirouâs eyes darken at his hero name.
âAm I? Youâve been playing with me for months.â Eijirouâs eyes darken into an almost black color and you swear you see stars for a second. âHonestly, you should be grateful Iâm a nice person because I really want to take everything and donât stop until youâre all mine.â He grumbles, absolutely out of it; his voice and his words are so out of character but it sounds like a wet dream; if this was supposed to be a threat, it absolutely failed.
âThen take it.â You pant into his mouth. âCome on, Red, for once in your life, do what YOU want. I swear I wonât push you away today or tomorrow or⌠ever.â
âFuckâŚâ is all Eijirou mutters before he pulls you even closer, his hold taking your breath away, quite literally. He doesnât start kissing you again though; he finds a spot in between your neck and your right shoulder blade and bites down; the pain sends thrills down your spine and the sound you make is downright sinful. You slowly move your hips to get some friction but Eijirou only pulls you closer, his grasp on your waist tightening with the motion and something is not right, you canât really describe whatâs wrong but whatever this is, itâs not the same for him as it is for you and once you take a deep breath to calm down you start to see the signs of distress; his hands shaking once his hold eases up, the wetness around the bite mark that doesnât feel like salivaâŚ
(Safe from here, basically what happened was that Y/N tried to get frisky and somehow managed to overwhelm the poor puppy.)
âEijirou, whatâs wrong?â
âIâm sorryâŚâ he keeps hugging you, his head burrowed in your cleavage. âIâm so sorryâŚâ
âWhat are you sorry for? Ei, talk to me⌠pleaseâŚâ your own eyes become more and more wet as you beg your partner to speak up.
âI canât do this⌠itâs too much too soon⌠I justâŚâ Eijirou sniffs into your chest. âI barely got my head around us being⌠a thing.â The words hurt like a bitch but you do your best to not make it show. Calling your relationship a thing after the whole proposal? Fucking vile.
But it doesnât matter right now; Eijirou is clearly not feeling well and as much as you want to smack him in the face it also makes so much sense now that you are thinking about it; a few weeks ago you were a barista and he was your favorite customer then today, here you are, asking for sex with utter desperation and you are basically married to a guy you barely know; or at least he doesnât know YOU well enough. You, on the other hand, know everything, or at least you thought. The fact that you have no idea what to do with this situation speaks volumes about how much you actually know about this man. (You still believe you do know just enough to feel comfortable with what you were about to do but every person is different and maybe⌠his feelings just werenât as deep as yours. Thatâs a thought for later, you canât help him if you have a meltdown yourself so you do your best to hide the turmoil inside your head from him.)
âWhat do you mean? Talk to me.â
âI only realized this is not a joke⌠yesterday.â Kirishima admits and your whole world shatters, yet you keep your face straight because you are a self-sacrificing idiot. âDonât get me wrong, I meant everything on my part⌠I just thought itâs not reciprocated. I thought you are just⌠a touchy-feely person?â
âYou canât be seriousâŚâ you seethe, barely able to conceal all the anger inside you. Eijirou freezes under you.
âY/N, Iâm an idiot. I fucked up. I was so sure no one will ever like me the way I am that I ruined the best thing Iâve ever had in my life.â
Ruined. Thatâs what this relationship is for him. You just want to go home and cry until you have no tears left.
This is it. The end of the life of the bud that never had time to fully bloom into a flower. Just a few minutes ago you were the happiest youâve ever been, how did it end up like this?!
You look up at the ceiling as your lips wobble; you try your best to not cry but you canât stop the few stray tears from rolling down your cheek.
âLetâs put you to bed. Itâs really late and you are probably still tired from covering for Dynamight.â You mumble as you crawl out of Eijirouâs lap; your face is a mess but you try not to look at him, try not to let him see how hurt you are; it was too good to be true anyway, why are you even surprised?
âOkay.â He mumbles as he takes your hand and pulls you with him; you are a little bit confused on why are you being pulled around right now after what he just said but you donât have the mental energy to question it; you go after him and let him use as a cuddle pillow in the bed, his face hidden between your shoulder blades.
âWhat was that bite about?â You mumble, because you need to know.
âIâm sorry about that. I just had this sudden urge to⌠bite you.â Great. You were used as a human chewing toy. Fucking great. âThat was the only way I could think of to make you mine.â Is what Kirishima mumbled right after but his voice was muffled by your own heartbeat. âIâm so sorry about today. Thank you for being kind.â
You are fuming. But you only nod, pushing yourself into Eijirouâs body for the last time, fill yourself with his warmth, his scent and everything thatâs him; because even though you are hurt by his words you know he was the one for you; he did not mean to hurt you and will do everything in his power to make it up to you as a friend for this. So yeah, you are basically going to live your whole life suffering as you watch him grow every day. Still, you would rather have that than not have him in your life at all.
You do need some time to get your head around this though, hence once you hear his breath even out, you say goodbye to the warmth and roll over, leave one single, tear stained kiss on Redâs lips while you mutter an almost silent I love you and make your way towards the kitchen.
Just a few more minutes and you can break down. Just a few more minutes - you mumble to yourself as you take a pen and a random piece of paper and leave a last note saying goodbye to the love of your life. Then you close the door after you and call a taxi.
Instead of your own address, you give the driver your uncleâs; you break down just as the door opens and he welcomes you with open arms as always.
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Eijirou wakes up around 4AM to a banging headache; itâs quite usual for him to get a headache after a mental breakdown so heâs not really surprised but what surprises him is the lack of warmth on the other side of the bed and the lack of memories about how the fuck he ended up in his bed at all.
Eijirou takes a deep breath. He starts to think.
His angel and him made it to his, thatâs for sure. They watched a movie and ate snackies. Then⌠oh⌠he remembers his first kiss with Y/N; well, it was more like a teasing bite but oh my goodness, it was amazing. Then Y/N took charge and kissed him properly. It was the best kiss of his life. Then⌠he felt hot all over and he felt extremely uncomfortable in his pants, then it goes blank for a little bitâŚ
He remembers a scar on Y/Nâs shoulder⌠fuck, what the hell was he thinking?! Is he a fucking werewolf?! What was that about?!
Oh, this is where it started. The mental breakdown and the overwhelm. The rest of his memories are quite blurry but he remembers some stuff that can be easily misinterpreted and he also did not tell Y/N what was bothering him the most; the fact that he is in love her so much it literally gives him physical pain sometimes.
Also, what was that whole âyouâve been playing with meâ thing he pulled?! He doesnât think that! He knows his angel had meant everything, why did he even say such a rude thing?! Did he forget his revelation just a day ago?! Y/N should have smacked him in the face back then. He really fucking deserved it, yet all he had gotten was love and kisses. He was such an idiot!!
âY/N?â Eijirou tries the bathroom but there is no one there. âAngel, where are you? I canât sleep without you!â He tries the kitchen and the living room but itâs empty; there is one single letter on the side of the kitchen counter. Eijirouâs blood runs cold.
NoâŚ
No no no no noâŚ
âDear Red,
Iâm sorry for forcing myself onto you. Iâm sorry for taking your proposal so seriously. Now that I think about it, that was extremely foolish of me, wasnât it? We werenât even dating. I hate how naive I was.â
There are dried tear stains on the letter. Eijioru wants to throw up.
âYou are wrong, angel, you are so fucking wrong!â He yells into empty flat.
âIâm so sorry for everything; I should have been more mindful of your own feelings, should have asked how you feel about our pace instead of making assumptions. Iâm sorry Iâve made you so uncomfortable you had to go through all that pain last night.
I really hope you can forgive me one day.
Thank you for the last few weeks; they have been the best days of my whole life. I love to the moon and back, Kirishima Eijirou. I hope youâll be able to find the happiness I couldnât give to you.
Sincerely yours,
Your favorite barista
Eijirou yells once again. This is wrong. This is not what he was trying to say!
âFuck, I love you too, you idiot! Thatâs the problem! I loved you too much to just⌠do that with you, out of the blue! Fuck, AngelâŚâ
As Eijirou swipes the letter off the table, something clinks on the floor.
No.
The ring.
No.
No.
Please, let this be a nightmare. This canât be real. This canâtâŚ
Eijirouâs work phone starts blearing. Code red.
âNot now! Not fucking now!â He begs the world to stop spinning but thatâs not how life works; while is emergency phone screeches in his bedroom he takes the ring in his hands with shaky hands and⌠bawls like a baby.
His personal phone rings. Now there are two, screeching noises going off at the same time. Eijirou ignores it once again and takes the thin golden necklace off his neck to hang the ring there; he needs to give it back as soon as he can. He needs to make this right⌠but until then, he needs to keep it safe, like his life depends on it.
Someone barges in through the main door.
Shouto finds Kirishima on the floor, covered in tears and snot.
Donât murder me please, this is all needed for you two to be super happy later!!!
It also shows that communication is important and that sometimes giving too much can make people overwhelmed and that itâs super important to always think about how the other feels and take care of their little souls because otherwise, shit like this happens.
Hii are u gonna update the kirishima fic soon ? I reallyyyyyyy love it heâs so sweet
Hello, yes, I have my bestie @porusuniverse over until Sunday, then Iâll try my best to edit the next chapter as soon as I can!!!! Also, I just finished the 12nd chapter⌠this fic was supposed to be under 10 chapters. đđđđ
And thank you very much Iâm glad you like it! đđđđ
âHiâ Eijirou comes back from his weirdly long toilet break; he looks like a love sick puppy and his hairline is a little bit wet from washing his face with too much water. For some reason, he feels less rigid, less far away, like he had some kind of revelation in the toilet and finally, heâs back into his body, like he gained a little bit of confidence on his way back and you absolutely love to see it.
⌠Or maybe he just took a big dump. Itâs hard to tell with this man.
âSo whatâs next on our tour list?â You smile at the hero who smiles right back.
âWell⌠itâs a really sexy thing, I donât think you can handle it. Itâs called paperwork.â Eijirou grins cheekily and you physically need to restrain yourself from kissing him senseless.
âHmm, kinky.â You grin at him as you make your way towards his office desk; with one swift move, you sit up on the side thatâs free from any papers and you sit there patiently in criss-cross applesauce while your favorite redhead goes through some boring tasks. You kinda love this side of him; the one that concentrates on those papers like his life depends on it, like nothing else matters but the work, like you are not even there but somehow you still feel seen, he still feels close, maybe even closer than you two have ever been. It feels⌠domestic.
Sometimes, while Eijirou drinks some water to get away for the boring workload, he leaves a tiny kiss on your hand, looks at you fondly with those massive, beautiful puppy eyes of his and those moments feel so intimate, so intoxicating you kinda feel like you are in a pleasant dream you never want to wake up from.
The rest of the day is just this; Eijirou typing on the keyboard, signing stuff, stamping papers which you end up helping with by the end of the day; itâs silent but meaningful, a good memory to think back on, to think about the peaceful buzz inside your chest as you stamp everything Eijirou gives you.
âThis is nice, you know.â You admit sheepishly.
âDoing boring paperwork?â Eijirou giggles as he looks up at you with his puppy eyes.
âYeah. We make a good team. I only have one problem with it.â You mutter with a slight blush.
âWhat is it?â Eijirou gives you all his attention right away.
âThat once that paperwork is done, the day is over.â You sigh. âThe sun is already setting. I really donât want this to end.â
âIt doesnât need to.â Kirishima blushes. âWe could⌠go to mine. Order something in. Watch a movie. I can give you a shirt to sleep inâŚâ
Your heart almost leaps out of your chest. Is this what you think it is?!
âWould you⌠like that? If I would⌠sleep over?â
âYes. I would⌠like that.â He admits. âI really donât feel like I got enough of your presence today. Itâs nice and everything, itâs just⌠it would be nice to be alone together. And then⌠no one can barge in on usâŚâ
Red Riot wants to kiss. Oh fucking hell, you can feel your whole body trembling from the thought of you two having an uninterrupted night. How far would you two go? Would Eijirou keep kissing you the way he did the last time, make you insane with how much you want to deepen it, or will he devour you on the sofa but never go further than that? Or⌠would heâŚ.
Your face becomes as red as a tomato. You are quite sure there is steam coming out of your ears.
Did you shave today? You probably did. You always do, especially on the days you meet your favorite hero. Not like he would mind a little bit of hair, you are quite sure if youâd stop shaving, he would be okay with that. Oh my god, what kind of panties are you wearing today? You hope itâs not one of the âgrandma onesâ. Oh my god, what if they are the grandma ones?! Is your bra the same style as your panties?! Probably not. Oh fuck.
Jesus, who even cares about color coordination when it comes to underwear?! Once you get to the point when itâs visible it probably gets taken off in the next five seconds anyway. It doesnât matter. STOP FREAKING OUT!
âUhm, Y/N? You okay?â Kirishima caresses your thigh with a worried look on his face.
âYeah!â You giggle self-deprecatingly. âIâm just excited. Really excited. Probably too excited. I think I need to pee.â You jump off the desk, laughing. Eijirou tries his best to not laugh in your face but fails miserably.
âYou are really cute.â That grin is sinful. What the fuck.
âOkay, Iâm out!â You run out of the office with your face on fire.
Okay, what happened to your shy, utterly confused Eijirou?! You canât handle this one at all! Heâs so⌠handsome! And confident! And sexy! How the fuck can someone be so sexy while theyâre doing stupid ass paperwork?! Also, he called you cute?! But not the usual oh Iâm so shy Iâm gonna mutter the words under my nose kinda cute but the oh I want to ruin your innocence kinda cute?! You are overthinking this. You really are. You canât help it, alright?!
You take a loooong bath room break. Luckily, you are not wearing your grandma panties.
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Eijirou Kirishima is in seventh heaven right now. He genuinely thought all of this shenanigan is nothing but that; a shenanigan for Y/N to entertain herself. It didnât even cross his silly little mind that the woman of his dreams would genuinely want to live her life beside him yet here he is, apparently engaged to an angel walking on Earth.
Okay, to be honest heâs not sure what he thinks about the engagement, now that he knows itâs real. First of all, that ring sucks. He needs to get a proper one as soon as possible. Maybe one that looks similar but more fancy so she can wear both of them; Eijirou is quite sure Y/N wonât stop wearing the one on her finger now even if he gives her a better one; sheâs a surprisingly sentimental lady.
Second of all, his speech before the proposal sucked. It was mostly about him, not about Y/N, honestly, he didnât even know heâs proposing back then so he needs to make a better speech and propose again. This is not good enough.
Then there is the third problem; this proposal happened a bit too soon. Maybe he should address this in the future to see if Y/N is genuinely okay with it or if sheâs just trying to be nice and roll with the punches. People donât just propose after knowing each other for a few weeks. If it comes to Eijirou, he doesnât really mind the whole situation; Eijirou is like a penguin, if he gives a rock to the lady he likes, that rock is the first and the last rock he gives out. With that said, Eijirou doesnât need any more time to decide if he wants to live with Y/N for the rest of his life, because he is already certain she is the one. Heâs sure heâll be fine once he wraps his head around the fact that all of this wasnât just a joke. For now, it still feels unreal. And maybe, just maybe, Eijirou does feel a tiny bit overwhelmed by all this. If heâs honest, he still thinks there is no way Y/N loves him that way, but he tries his best to play the part, now that he knows itâs all real.
There is one more thing Eijirou needs to work on; himself. Heâs still self-conscious, heâs still full of self-hatred, but maybe it will be easier for him to work on these things if Y/N is by his side because he canât be that shit of a person if he has such an angel loving him, right? He must be at least decent to get so many kisses and hugs from this perfect lady! Hell, heâs the fucking coolest, really.
Yes. He is cool. And handsome. A little bit dumb, but super cute. His body is toned, his skin is flawless⌠wait thatâs not true, heâs a hero after all, ahh, who cares about scars?! Oh my, what if Y/N does? Well, to be fair, Y/N left a few pecks on the scar on his eye already so Eijirou highly doubts that she has any issues with scars. Also, scars are manly and super cool. Everyone should like scars.
How did he end up on this topic at all? Oh yeah, he needs to work on his confidence. This is what he promised to Y/N so thatâs what he will do.
Thatâs why Eijirou called Y/N cute just a second ago. It took him a lot of balls, more balls than what he actually owns, to do that. And oh god, his lady got so flustered! It was a beautiful sight. So beautiful. Eijirou wants to kiss this lady everywhere, kiss her nice and clean until she sparkles. Ayy, itâs hard to be a man. He takes a big, deep breath. Y/N has been out for quite a while. Maybe itâs those days? Oh damn, maybe they should stop by a convenience store to get some lady things for his flat. Thatâs something a gentleman would do, right?
Oh, and what about face care products? Make up remover? Does she even wear make up? Make up can be so invisible these days itâs hard to know. But his lady needs to have these basics at his flat, otherwise sheâs not going to feel comfortable. Hm. He should have taken some pictures the last time he was at her place, goddamnit! But then⌠that would have been creepy. Fuck, itâs so hard to be a gentleman.
Eijirou hears those light footsteps coming closer and closer. Eijirou takes a deep fucking breath.
Eijirou can do this.
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âSorry, Iâm back!â You giggle as you barge in through the door. Eijirou looks deep in thought.âYou okay?â
âDo you use a moisturizing face wash or a light face wash? Tampons or pads? What size? What about a toothbrush? Soft, medium, firm? What shower gel do you like? Floral? Citrusy? Spicy? What about hair products? Oh, you are probably okay with mine as it is for dyed hair. I have good body lotions too.â Eijirou mumbles to himself and you are stuck between cringing and laughing.
âEijirou, why do you want to know what kind of pads I use?â
âUhm, to have it ready for you when you⌠sleep over?â
You really want to bully him but instead you melt into a fucking puddle because no one ever was considerate enough to think about these things when it comes to you. Not like you have that much of an experience anyway but⌠wellâŚ
âEijirou, stop being so fucking sweet, I donât know what to do with it.â You mutter with a blush on your face. âI can do one day without any of these then I can bring some over next time? Also⌠uhm⌠I want to use your shower gel⌠if thatâs okay⌠so I can smell like youâŚâ
That was so cringe. So fucking cringe. Dammit.
Eijirou takes a really deep breath. Then he breaths out slowly. Then he does it again.
He looks up at the ceiling, his eyes trailing the four corners as he does his breathing exercise.
âUhm⌠Eijirou?â
âIâm a gentleman. Iâm a gentleman. Iâm a gentleman.â He mutters over and over like a mantra.
Then it hits you.
Eijirou⌠really liked what you just said.
âFinish that stupid paperwork, I wanna cuddle.â
âOh, yeah, Iâm working.â Eijirou mumbles as he goes back to his papers. You giggle like a lovesick idiot.
After another hour of paperwork, you two finally make your way out of the agency; you try your best not to be sad about the day being over as you are literally on the way to Eijirouâs flat but being with Eijirou all day was so good and you really hate the idea of going to work tomorrow. To be honest, you really want to call in sick, but Eijirou probably canât do the same so you just need to man up and accept the fact that every good thing has an end.
For your surprise, Eijirou gets a taxi.
âSo we can be home sooner. Next time, when I finish earlier, we can walk home together.â He smiles at you and the word home makes your heart do a somersault in your chest; you canât help but imagine a world where you go home to the same place everyday, eat the same food and share the same bed, where you can see the hero at least for a few hours a day⌠it sounds like a dream, but it also sounds like something you shouldnât be thinking about this soon, especially with the whole engagement being rushed, but weirdly, when it comes to Eijirou, it doesnât feel rushed at all; if heâd ask you to move in with him tomorrow you would probably say yes.
You are so done. Honestly.
After a few minutes, you arrive at a fancy apartment complex. Thanks to Crimson Riot being in the family you are quite used to fancy apartment complexes but if youâd be a normie, you would probably yell from the excitement right now.
Eijirou takes your hand and pulls you inside the building then goes straight to the lift. In a minuteâs time the lift announces your arrival to the tenth floor.
âThis is my door.â Eijirou points at the last door on the right side. âItâs nothing fancy but I live alone soâŚâ
âIâm not here for your fancy flat, Eijirou. Your favorite uncle has a fucking mansion and I always thought itâs a waste of money. I prefer a small but cozy flat. A nice home with personality.â
âYup, that sound like my flat.â Eijirou grins as he opens the door for you⌠and oh shit, there is definitely a lot of personality here.
The design⌠is all over the place. Your Crimson Riot poster got framed and itâs right behind the sofa. There is a really ugly muscle clock on the wall. The living room is half a living room and half a gym, but the size of the room is massive enough for it to not be weird. There are several figurines opposite the sofa on the bookshelf/TV stand; some of Eijirouâs friends, All Might and one of himself, but mostly Crimson Riot ones. The book stand is also a room divider as it kinda cuts the living room and the gym in two. Itâs quite clever. He has all the books and DVDâs Crimson Riot has ever produced. The color scheme is red black and white and in general, itâs a nice and full living room, a little bit all over the place but it screams Eijirou so you really like it.
By the look of it, there are only three more doors in here; one for the kitchen, one for the bathroom and one for the bedroom. The wall opposite the entrance area, on the right side of the sofa is all glass and there is a glass door leading to the small balcony where several cactuses are living their best life.
For some weird reason, this apartment already feels like home; itâs cozy and spacious, it basically screams âEijirouâ all over and as we all know, you really like Eijirou soâŚ
âYour place is really nice.â You mutter as you take your shoes off. Eijirou looks restless as he starts fluffing the decorative pillows on the sofa.
âAhh, thank you!â He scratches his head and runs towards the kitchen. âLet me make some popcorn! Also, what do you wanna drink? I have a protein shakeâŚâ you hear him shuffling all over and something falls on the floor. âFuck, oops!â He giggles and continues. âUhm⌠more protein shake⌠carrot juice? Beetroot juice? Ahh! There is some soda!â
âEiâŚâ you walk towards the kitchen, where you find an utterly flustered Red Riot. Your heart can barely take the sight in front of you; heâs clearly trying his best to please you, like his sole existence isnât enough for you to be happy. âIâm not here to feast, Iâm here so we can spend some time together.â You take his hand into yours, your eyes full of fondness. Eijirou sighs and rests his head on your shoulders, clearly stressed out. You canât help but frown; this is not why you came here.
âCan I ask you a question?â Eijirou mumbles into your hair, his voice weak and fragile. You bury your fingers into his beautiful red hair, completely ruining his hairdo.
âAnything.â You whisper, too scared to raise your voice to a normal level. Eijirouâs arms snake around your middle and he pulls you close as though heâs scared youâll run away. It breaks your heart to see him like this.
âWhyâŚ. Why do you like me? Whatâs there to like?â He mumbles and you can feel your eyes tearing up.
âSo many things, you silly himbo.â You giggle fondly as you try your best to not cry. âI like how silly you are. I like how persistent you are; you never give up even when it clearly causes you distress. I like how soft your hair is. I like how you smell. I adore the way you look at me. I like how strong you are but also how soft you become when youâre with me. I like how you trust me enough to be vulnerable around me. Like now. And⌠I liked you for way longer than you think, you know.â You admit.
âWhat do you mean?â Eijirou looks up at you with teary eyes. The popcorn starts to pop in the microwave, ruining the moment. Fuck that popcorn, honestly, read the room!
âLetâs get cozy on the sofa then Iâll tell you. Okay, puppy?â You smile at the hero who nods excitedly.
âCuddles?â
âCuddles indeed.â
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You were right. Eijirou wanted to go above and beyond with the pamper today; there is mood lightning and lavender candles, the few snacks he managed to find are in cute red bowls, he took out all the fluffy throws from his bedroom and even brought a small massage gun in case any of you were sore. When he first started running around you really wanted to tell him off for trying so hard but at one point you realized this is not just for you; this is for him as well, itâs his own way of self love and you are extremely happy to be a part of his little self-care routine.
âEijirou, this is so beautiful!â You smile at the man in front of you whoâs busy spreading out the last fluffy throw. Needless to say, every throw is a different shade of red. He gives you a shy smile then buries himself in the sea of throws; he pulls the side up for you to join him and you go without hesitation. You snuggle close to the red haired hero; heâs so warm and he smells like sandalwood today, his manbun is an absolute mess so you decide to take his hairband out which makes his breath stutter. His hair falls on his shoulders and itâs so beautiful you canât stop yourself from touching it; the whole scene is so intimate, itâs like a scene from a cheesy romantic movie when the two main characters touch each other for the first time. Itâs quite funny, really; how just two days ago you shared a bath with the same man yet this one touch feels so new, so fresh, so exciting. Maybe itâs the lights, maybe itâs the fact you are in Eijirouâs home with no one around, or maybe itâs all of the above and the fact that right now, both of you are present, unlike two days ago when Eijirou was barely able to communicate.
âI have some more things to add.â You mumble, too terrified to look up at Eijirouâs face. âI like how hard you work on yourself. When I was a kid⌠and fuck, youâll fanboy over this so much it will ruin the moment but whatever⌠my uncle and I used to watch you in the TV. We watched you since the first sport festival.â You can feel Eijirou freeze. You canât help but giggle. âYeah, you silly man, you heard it right, youâve been Crimson Riotâs favorite upcoming hero since the first time you appeared on TV. So fucking stop hating yourself because my uncle is not easy to please. And the fact that you did not get the shove talk also speaks volumes.â You finally feel brave enough to look into Eijirouâs eyes and oh good lord, he looks so vulnerable right now but also so happy he has tears in his crimson eyes andâŚ
Fuck you want to kiss him so much.
Fuck, this is really not the right time for a make out session.
Take a deep breath, Jesus Christ.
âIf I would have knownâŚâ
âNo, you did not need to know this until now.â You retort. âBecause now, you made a name for yourself without any help. You are standing on your two legs without a crouch. It might have been easier if youâd know but you wouldnât be as strong as you are now. Thatâs the reason why he never sent you a letter. He wanted to see who youâll become. And⌠heâs really proud to be your favorite hero. Now smile for me, puppy.â You caress Eijirouâs cheek; he gives you a small, wobbly smile then snuggles into your neck. Damn, this boy is heavy but it feels so⌠right.
âI donât deserve you.â He mutters into your neck; you roll your eyes.
âYeah, you donât. You deserve better. But Iâll do my best to keep that smile on your face until you take your last breath⌠eww that was absolutely disgusting. I canât believe I said that.â You giggle; Eijirou mutters something incomprehensible but you decide to ignore it as you find the remote with your left hand and turn on the TV.
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Eijirou is in shambles but heâs also never been so put together in his life. While these two sound contradictory, somehow this is the easiest way to describe whatâs happening inside Eijirouâs heart right now.
Y/Nâs words have changed his life. Fuck, theyâve changed everything; all his life he thought heâs nothing but a pebble who somehow managed to be recognized; heâd felt like an impostor, like a random lucky dude who was at the right place at right time yet all this time, the person who he looked up upon was right by his side, cheering for him in the background, recognizing the strength he never though he had⌠he can feel his young teen self smile inside him, his big doe eyes full of tears, happy and proud that heâd made it, had really fucking made it, and even when he thought heâd failed, he was winning, he wasnât the looser he thought he was and⌠then this angel came to him, showed him that he can be successful in other ways as well, did her best to make Eijirou believe that heâs worth all this love and care andâŚ
âI love you.â Eijirou mutters into Y/Nâs skin, hoping his words are muffled enough to not be heard.
Itâs too soon for those words; itâs too soon because even though he just had his revelation, Eijirou still has a hard time understanding that all of this is real. This is another thing thatâs hard to explain, but heâll try; he understands now that Y/N is real and she wants to be with Eijirou. He understands that what was supposed be a promise ring somehow ended up to be much more than that and secretly, Eijirou wanted it to be more hence his words were comprehended in the way they were.
That doesnât mean Eijirou believes heâs worth of all of this, though.
Heâs still the broken boy who doesnât know what to do with all this love and appreciation. Heâs still the hero who lives for his job and can probably not make it to big events like anniversary dinners, family celebrations and such. Heâs not home enough to help with things, to be there the way Y/N is there for him right now⌠and fuck, Y/N deserves so much better than a few fleeting hours here and there, she deserves a warm bed and fresh breakfast every day, she deserves all the attention, all the cuddles, all the love that he canât give to her right now⌠Eijirou feels like heâs taking something heâs not skilled enough to handle, heâs terrified heâs going to break this beautiful gem with his inexperience⌠also, this is all too much, all too soon, his brain just canât cope with so much information and he thanks all his hero training for being able to conceal his shaky hands because honestly, Eijirou is really fucking overwhelmed.
âWhatever you are thinking about right now, itâs not true. Also, fucking breathe.â Y/N buries her fingers into Eijirouâs hair, massaging his scalp so nicely he needs to stop himself from moaning out loud. The fact that his face is basically smushed into Y/Nâs cleavage is a curse and a blessing at the same time. Eijirou takes a deep breath and finds something good to watch in the telly; spending quality time with Y/N is more important than a stupid emotional meltdown.
âGood morning, puppy dog.â An angel talks to him right after he opens his eyes, so obviously, Kirishima must have died in his sleep and this is Heaven.
When Kirishima thought about Heaven, he thought about something innocent, like your childhood puppy running towards you, your mom or your favorite grandma; well, to be fair, most of Eijioruâs family is still alive so that wouldnât make sense but⌠he thought about something sweet. Something cute. Not this lewd scene in front of him.
Donât get him wrong, heâs more than happy to live in this dream forever; heâd like to keep staring at Y/Nâs little pajama camisoles, one strap slowly falling off her shoulders, showing a bit too much of her beautiful boobs for it to be appropriate. He could stare at those bouncy things for eternity.
âHey, my eyes are up here.â Y/N giggles with that sweet voice and Kirishima looks up, probably blushing like a teenage boy seeing boobies for the first time, eyes sparkling with interest.
âDid you die too?â Kirishima asks as he slowly puts the fallen strap back to its place, his fingers lingering around her beautiful shoulders a bit too long, but it doesnât really matter; heâs dead anyway. He can do whatever he wants, right?
Okay, he would never do such a thing. Dead or alive, consent is really important.
âWhat are you talking about? You are alive. Do you not remember yesterday?â
Oh. Yesterday⌠uhmâŚ
âItâs a bit blurry.â Kirishima admits. âI was sleep-deprived and⌠not in a good mood. Then I went to see you. ThenâŚâ Kirishima jumps away like Y/N is an open flame and heâs about to burn to crisp. âIâm so sorry. I⌠I thought this is a dream? Sorry for touching you!â
Kirishima really wants the ground to open under him .
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âYou only touched my shoulders, Ei. What the heck are you so stressed about?â You giggle to yourself, putting your head back on the pillow and Ei does the same. You cheekily move closer until your noses brush; Eijirou sighs contentedly, his fingers playing with your hair, lost in his own little world.
âWhy are you so nice to me?â He mutters and you canât help laugh.
âIsnât it obvious?â
âBecause Iâm your hubby?â Eijirou comes to the conclusion and technically, he is⌠right? You nod. âWhat if I want to be more than a hubby?â You scrunch your face in confusion. What does he mean by that?
âI donât think you can be more than a hubby. Hubby is the⌠highest rank?â You say with utter confusion. âI think you need to eat, puppy. Iâll make you a nice breakfast and a little bento for work, okay? I can also make you a caramel macchiato. I might have stolen one of the machines and told Uncle he just forgot to order itâŚâ
Finally, Kirishima laughs, his sweet giggling melting your heart.
âYou did not!â
âOh yeah, I did! And you know what the funny thing is?â You mumble, barely able to hold your laugh. âHe fucking knows. He uses it every time he comes over. Sometimes he even makes a joke about it.â
âHe must really love you. I mean, Iâm not surprised.â Ei giggles and you canât help but blush at that.
âI mean⌠Iâm not that great.â
âOh, you are.â
âShut up or Iâll kiss you on the mouth.â You yell, completely flustered.
âCome on then.â Eijirou smirks and it sounds like a challenge so needless to say you leave a disgustingly wet kiss on his mouth, out of spite then jump out of the bed, taking the comforter with you. âWhat was that⌠hey, Iâm cold!â Eijirouâs face switches between being flustered and being extremely offended and itâs the funniest thing ever.
âSucks to be you, Ei baby!â You leave to start on breakfast, still giggling by the time you arrive to the kitchen. Your face is as red as a ripe tomato; oh my goodness, you actually kissed him!
Hell, you could get used to this.
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After breakfast you both make your way to your coffee shop. Eijirou looks like heâs having the time of his life; heâs skipping next to you like a child, his fingers entwined with yours like yesterday didnât even happen.
âYou know, I never eat before work. I just canât be bothered. But I swear the sky looks brighter with a full belly.â He mutters to himself with a massive smile on his face. âOr maybe itâs just the fact that you are with me.â Your heart has a hard time to comprehend all of the praise. You squeeze Eijirouâs hand. âWhat?â He looks back up at you, still pulling you forward but walking backwards like an idiot.
âYou could have anyone in the whole wide world, Eijirou.â You admit. âYou are sweet and gentle and so much fun. Handsome, perfect. You could date any model, actress or even a fellow hero, people who are on the same level as you. Yet here you are, hand in hand with a low-life barista whoâs too fucking selfish to be a hero, even though she has a license.â
âThatâs not really the reason why youâre not⌠a hero.â Eijirou says like he already knows you like he knows the back of his hands. âYou grew up with a hero, saw the red flags and you decided that this life is not for you. I havenât seen those red flags, you know. Not until I was in way too deep to give up. I won the biggest fight in the history when I was in my first year of high school. I got the fame, I got so many opportunities I didnât even know which one to take.â Eijirou finally stops and pulls you towards him. âI felt so cool, so fortunate, and to be honest, I would still choose this path but mostly because of the promise I made to myself when I was young.â
âSo you donât think Iâm selfish?â You look into his eyes, trying your best to find a lie, but there is nothing but pure adoration there, as always.
âY/N, your pure existence is like an energy drink to me. Every time I fall on the floor you take my hand and pull me up. Every time you smile I feel like that young kid again, full of desire to save, to be something more than a mere human being. Your kisses are like fuel to the fire, it keeps me going every time⌠I donât remember the last time I was so excited to go to work.â He smiles. You are half second away from crying. âYou donât need to fight baddies with your life on the line to be a hero. You donât need to be on the battlefield to save people. One smile, one kind retort is enough sometimes. Thatâs all it takes to change someoneâs mind about⌠things. Bad things. Y/N, you saved me from myself many times in the last few weeks. You are my hero.â
You canât keep the tears rolling down your cheeks. You canât stop yourself from leaving a tiny kiss on Eijirouâs lips right in front of your coffee shop, probably giving the hero agencyâs CCTV team the time of their lives by letting them see this in full HD.
âI canât wait to marry you.â You mutter without thinking.
âHey, I havenât even said the cool line I came up with in my head!â Eijirou retorts with a slight blush. âIt was something like⌠I donât care about anyone else but you⌠ahh it sounded so much better in my head. I should have said it with a husky deep voice or somethingâŚâ
âOh my god, just shut up, you himbo.â You giggle, snuggling into his chest happily. âFuck, I donât want to go to work.â
Suddenly, the coffee shop door opens and your boss comes out with a flustered look on her face.
âI donât care, you are already five minutes late! Chop-chop!â
âFucking cockblock.â You mutter into Eijirouâs shirt and he giggles so sweetly you almost melt into him.
âIf you are free tomorrow, do want to come over to my agency? Deku said heâll take over for the next few days and Iâll only need to boss the team around⌠we could hang out the whole day.â Eijirou squishes you so hard you can barely breathe and it says so much you donât even need to ask if heâs sure about this.
âOnly if you tell everyone Iâm your fiancĂŠ, what about that?â
âThey wonât believe me anyway, but okay.â
Damn, you thought heâs going to be more flustered! What the fuck! Oh well, youâll need to think about other ways to fluster him now, heâs clearly immune to the wifey jokes.
âSee you tomorrow, then. Same time?â
âSame time.â
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âSo she kissed you several times on the mouth and you slept in the same bed. And you are telling me sheâs not your girlfriend.â Katsuki mutters with a passive-aggressive tone; Kirishima decided to give him a video call after he got into his office, completely freaked out over this new situation. When did this happen?! When did they become⌠something?! He swears he was only a boy with an unrequited crush yesterday. Then today heâs⌠heâs in fucking love. So in love he would marry Y/N on the spot without a second thought.
âDonât forget that they shared a bath.â Katsukiâs fiancĂŠ adds, giggling.
Kirishima only sighs. No one understands him. No one.
âOkay, maybe, there is something. We definitely went past the friend zone yesterday. And today. But it was probably just out of pity, like I donât mean to talk down on myself, but I did look miserable.â Kirishima explains but he only gets and exasperated sigh as a response.
âKirishima shitty hair Eijirou⌠why is it so fucking hard for you to understand that the girl you are in love with fucking loves you back?â Katsuki groans. âYou are a hot as fuck hero, kind to a fucking fault, honestly, you are the fucking jackpot when it comes to a partner.â
âTrue.â Katsukiâs fiancĂŠ adds. She gets elbowed in the boobs. Gently.
âI donât know, man. ItâsâŚâ Eijirou sighs. âIâm terrified. I promised to learn to love myself before I do anything. But Iâm not there yet.â
âIf I remember it right, she said sheâll MARRY YOU once you learn to love yourself or some cheesy shit like that. Technically, dating her is okay. Makes sense as well. You donât just wanna marry her out of the blue.â
âOh, I do.â Eijirou admits. âBut I get what you mean. Should I⌠ask her out, then?â
Katsukiâs groan is so loud he needs to adjust the volume on his phone before he gets deafened by his own best friend.
âDonât you fucking dare, you idiot!â
Now heâs really confused.
âWhat? Iâm getting mixed signals here?!â
âYOU ARE ALREADY DATING!â They both yell at the same time.
âSince when?!â
âSince your first date, probably even before, you fucking idiot! You literally proposed to her, do you remember? Sheâs your fucking fiancĂŠ?!â
âWHAT THE FUCK, DID I?!â
âOh my god.â Katsuki is five seconds from exploding. âOkay. Eijirou. Forget what I just said. Just go with the flow. Let her decide what she wants to do. Even your stupid muscle brain will eventually realize whatâs going on once it⌠uhm⌠escalates.â Katsuki gives him a shit eating grin. âIn case it does and you canât wait to get home, you have a key to my apartment. Just change the sheets after. Condoms are in the drawer next to the bed. And under my pillow.â The call ends and Kirishima canât help but yell into the empty space.
âWHAT THE FUCK, KATSUKI?!â
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You barely slept tonight yet you are still so full of energy you are about to start jumping on buildings instead of using the pavement like a normal person.
Today, you are finally able to visit Eiâs agency; thanks to some villains acting up in the area, Ei had to constantly cancel your agency tour. It had been a week and youâve only seen him for a few minutes in the mornings; there were days when he managed to stay for a little longer, at least for long enough to have a proper conversation and a few short cuddles and while it makes you sad that you canât have him for a full day, you really appreciate him trying to give you attention even when his life is hectic. Honestly, heâs such a green flag of a guy.
You can already see him waiting for you by the coffee shop, drumming with his feet excitedly with a box of fancy chocolate and two coffees in his hands.
He clearly tried his best to look put together this morning; heâs wearing a dark red t-shirt, black joggers and fancy, branded sport shoes to finish the look; and if thatâs not enough for you to have a heart attack⌠his hair is in a fucking ponytail. And it suits him so well it should be illegal.
âWell, good morning.â You stare at this beautiful man, your eyes raking through every detail, from his toes to the top of his head. Eijirou looks at the floor with a slight blush on his face.
âIs it too much?â He mutters under his nose, eyes staring at a random tree nearby. Nuh-uh. You are not having it.
âKirishima Eijirou, look at me.â The redhead follows the order like a good boy. The moment your eyes meet, your whole face blushes. âFuck, you are handsome. Like, how dare you be this handsome? You should wear your hair like this more often. Actually, scratch that. Donât wear your hair like this, I donât need hundreds of women in your toes begging for a piece of you all the fucking time. I can get jealous easily. You donât want to see me jealous.â
The tension between you two is unbearable at this point, you swear you can see it with your own eyes; tiny sparks of red jumping back and forth between your eyes as Eijirou looses himself in the moment and stares at your lips for several seconds before he catches himself and takes half a step back to take a deep breath.
âIâm an extremely loyal person. I canât see⌠anyone⌠but you⌠we should⌠go in. Uhm.â He pushes the chocolate into your hands a bit too aggressively but seeing how flustered he is, you donât comment on it, and to be absolutely honest you are also kinda rendered speechless by his words.
You two make your way inside the massive building, Eijirouâs hand swaying back and forth right next to yours and you have to physically restrain yourself from lacing your fingers together.
You get a few weird looks by the entrance but Eijirou heads straight up towards the stairs with you, up three flights then he turns left into a massive hall where several sidekicks are enjoying their morning coffees. One of them, a young guy with gorgeous black hair and tattoos looks at you two questioningly first, but then his eyes focus on you and⌠well⌠this is not your first rodeo with men and you know that look.
âWow, Kirishima-san, do you mind introducing me to this beautiful lady?â
You sign exasperatedly.
âSheâs with me.â
Wow. If looks could kill this guy would be a meat pâtÊ. And that rough, deep voice? Oh, hell damn. Now all the Daddy Riot jokes make sense.
⌠that was disgusting, Y/N. Behave yourself.
âYeah, I can see that.â The guy looks so confused by Eijirouâs sudden change of tone but by the look of it, this was all the meanness Eijirou had in him because he becomes a stuttering mess the next moment.
âI mean⌠sheâs here with me, sheâs⌠uhm⌠fuck⌠her name isâŚâ
Heâs such a himbo.
âHi, Iâm Y/N, Iâm Eijirouâs.â You wink at the young guy while you show the ring on your finger. âDo I need to spell it out or are you a clever boy whoâs capable to put one and one together?â
âHah, good joke. Is it Aprilâs fools or something? Is this a prank?â The guy laughs and oh how much you want to smack him in the face. The whole room is staring you now and by the look of it, most people are indeed surprised by this revelation but most of them definitely believe you. Itâs a good start.
âWould you like me to make out with him in the middle of his workplace to prove it, or are we all adults here and we can all move on from this? Also, why are you so surprised by this?â
The guy grins like he knows something. You hate his face. Literally hate it.
âWell, last week he was lovelorn over the barista next door not liking him back, sorry if seeing he has a fiancĂŠ kinda makes me question whatâs happening here.â
âDude.â You roll your eyes. âIâm the barista.â You laugh wholeheartedly. âAww, you talked about me? Thatâs so sweet!â
âThis is so embarrassing!â Eijirou facepalms himself.
âSorry to interrupt but Iâm still confused by the ring part of the story?â The guy looks at you two like you both grew two heads.
âOh that? Yeah, well⌠none of your fucking business.â You give the guy another wink and cuddle into your hubbyâs side.
âJust what my lady said.â Somehow, Eijirou looks much more confident about the situation now and it does something to your heart, if you are being honest. âWanna see Dynamightâs office?â
âHell yeah.â You two make your way towards the end of the hallway that opens from the right side. You donât miss all the fond gazes coming from the other sidekicks; clearly, Eijirou is really loved by his team. Well, except by that fuckhead but once Katsuki is back youâll make sure he gets a lovely notice in the next few days⌠yes, you are petty like that.
âThat was⌠embarrassing. But fun. Iâm glad you are here.â Eijirou squeezes your hand that somehow ended up in his. Something is different in the way he acts around you; he looks less lost, less embarrassed and while you donât really understand what changed in the last few hours, you are glad it finally feels like you two are together.
âEi⌠Iâm really glad Iâm here too.â You smile at him as he opens the door to Dynamightâs office, which is also the Menaceâs office, or at least you think so as one half of the room is⌠well⌠girlier than the other.
âThis is the biggest office in the building.â Eijirou grins proudly. âAnd thatâŚâ he points at the window in the middle. â⌠is the window I was thrown out of.â
âWow, what a fun fact!â You giggle as you snuggle into his side. âAny more fun facts?â
âHmmâŚâ Eijirou contemplates for a while. âWell⌠uhm⌠there was one day when I barged in as I always do and Iâve seen Katsuki and his fiancÊ⌠heavily making out on that desk.â Eijirou points at Katsukiâs massive office table with a blush on his face.
Oh damn. Itâs time for some teasing!
âOh yeah? What were they doing exactly?â
âUhm⌠I just⌠told you? They were making out?â Eijirou answers, utterly flustered.
âWas she sitting on the top of it?â You ask as you make your way towards the star of the day; the cheeky desk. With one swift move you sit up on the tall desk with your legs dangling from the edge. Eijirou gulps loudly. âLike this?â
âYou are teasing me again.â
âIâm not.â You barely let him finish his own sentence, a little bit offended. âI wanted to but now I just⌠want you to show me where Katsuki was.â
You can see the moment when he realizes your intentions. You can see the moment his whole posture freezes as he stares at the empty space between your legs. He gulps once more and comes closer; you forget to breathe as he closes the distance and puts his two hands on the hardwood by your two sides.
âHe was like this. And she wasâŚâ suddenly, he touches your thighs and snakes your legs around his middle. Your whole body shivers and you canât help but make a little whine, mostly, from the surprise. âLike this.â
Something changes between you once again. The room is charged with so much heat you swear the walls are melting from it. Eijirouâs gaze if full of hunger but also full of restraint; heâs clearly fighting with himself to not take this further, which in some way, is understandable as having your proper first kiss on Eijirouâs best friendâs stupidly massive desk while acting up a scene is not the most romantic thing in the whole world, but you are way too pent up from all this tension, you are way too much in love with the man in front of you to care about silly details like that, you are out of patience, you are out of common sense and maybe deep inside you are just way too self conscious about your perfect boyfriend and you need some kind of affirmation that yes, you are needed, yes, you are enough, maybe his coldness when it comes to physicality put a lot of pressure on you and you started to doubt yourselfâŚ
Eijirou has no idea about all the bad stuff going on in your head yet somehow, he soothes your troubled soul with nothing but his gaze; his eyes rake over your lips, your chin, your chest, then he stops and stares at the connection of your hips and his own; his eyes darken into the color a ripe cherry and the world shifts again, the world melts, Eijirouâs fingers clench your thighs, it hurts, but itâs also⌠extremely stimulating.
Heâs so close, fuck, you can feel his ragged breath on your lips, itâs so warm and smells like coffee and chocolate and it really shouldnât be sexy, but for you, it is the hottest thing in the whole wide worldâŚ
âEiâŚâ you mumble into the almost non-existent space in between you two and Eijirouâs breath hitchesâŚ.
Then the MOTHERFUCKING DOOR OPENS.
âYEEP!!â The number one motherfucking hero Deku jumps so high he bumps his head into the ceiling.
You got cockblocked by the number one hero of Japan. Youâll put that on your CV.
âUhmâŚâ Kirishima plops you down on the table like you are nothing but a sack of potatoes. You canât really be mad it him for it; this situation is quite embarrassing. âI apologizeâŚâ
âThereâs nothing to apologize for.â Number two hero Shouto emerges from nowhere. âWhile I understand the common etiquette and that fooling around during your work hours is disrespectful but we tend to do the same quite often.â Shouto states with a straight face. âAlso, when in the office, we are getting payed by ourselves, hence you are not being disrespectful towards anyone but you. If you feel like itâs worth staying an hour longer to finish your paperwork, thatâs absolutely fine. I think about it as a self-allocated break.â
âShouto⌠itâs not the right timeâŚâ Deku mutters, but you jump into his words.
âI think standing in awkward silence is much more inappropriate than addressing the elephant in the room, Deku-san.â You state as you smile up at the tall, half and half hero. âI appreciate your effort. Thank you for being understanding. My name is Y/N and I am Eijirouâs fiancĂŠ. Or girlfriend. Or something. Itâs a bit complicated to be honest.â
âIâm her Hubby.â Kirishima states and you canât help but smile at him with fondness.
âNice to meet you, Y/N. I like the color coordination between you two. Itâs really nice to look at. My name is Shouto. But in this office Iâm mostly called the half and half bastard or Candy Cane or Gay Lord.â Shouto states once again with a straight face. You like this man.
âNo one calls you Gaylord.â Deku giggles to himself.
âKatsuki does when you are not around. Apparently I was promoted from gay disaster to Gaylord so I guess thatâs a compliment?â
âSounds like a compliment to me.â You add with a smile on your face. Deku sighs.
âWith that said, we just wanted to check in on you, because of what happened the last time I didnâtâŚâ
âShe knows, you can speak honestly.â Eijirou adds quickly because the green haired hero looks a little bit uncomfortable as he speaks right now, probably not sure what can he say and what can he not.
âAhh, great!â Deku sighs. âIâm happy you listened to us and you are taking it easy when you can. I apologize you couldnât take a proper day off thanks to all the villains roaming around. I was really worried it will be too much for you, you know. I hate seeing my friends distressed. I want everyone to be happy.â Deku sniffles and Shouto gives him a comforting side hug.
âEijirou is in good hands.â He smiles at his hero partner.
âYeah.â He nods. âIâm a little bit sad you didnât tell us you have a girlfriend but life has been hectic and we havenât been able to meet up during our off days so I guess it makes sense.â
âIt happened quite quickly. Iâm still getting my head around it.â Eijirou answers honestly.
You talk a little bit more afterwards, then you two move to Eijirouâs office which is full of Crimson Riot memorabilia. Eijirou excuses himself for a toilet break after a quick tour; His exit is quite rushed which makes you wonder if he has any kind of⌠well⌠tummy issues but you decide not to comment on it. You plop down in the comfy sofa by the side of the office and try to wrap your head around everything; Eijirou was right about things happening a bit too quickly.
Oh well, itâs gonna be fine. You have a lifetime to get used to all the new things.
~â˘đިâ˘~
âEijirou, for the love of god, why are you calling me from the toilet?!â Katsuki yells into the lonesome cubicle.
âYou were right.â Eijirou mutters. âAnd we almost⌠kissed. Katsuki, I was five seconds away fromâŚâ
âDo not fucking finish that sentence, gross.â Katsuki grumbles. âHow many times do we need to tell you that you are in a committed relationship before you realize you are basically married?!â
âBut it makes no sense, Kats!!â Eijirou yells, frustrated.
âYouâve been on a date. Several dates if we count your morning shenanigans.â Katsuki sighs. âYouâve been romantically embraced by her several times, youâve had a bath together and youâve kissed on the mouth. Youâve slept in the same bed. She was with you when you had the biggest meltdown of your life and sheâs still fucking there after. Now letâs add the fact that you two almost fucked in the office. How many hints does your French fry brain need to realize you are not single anymore?â
âBut sheâs too good for me!â Eijirou moans. âSheâs beautiful and sweet, sheâs everything I always wanted and sheâs Crimson Riotâs niece! Also, she calls me her homosexual buddy!â Eijirou adds proudly, because this one for sure will prove his point!
âExcuse me?â
âYou heard it right. He calls me a Hubby. So im sorry if I donât believe this angel is interested in me that way.â
âYou are an absolute idiot, Hair for Brains.â Katsuki yells into the phone. Eijirou needs to move the device from his ears to avoid hearing damage. âHave you googled what hubby means?â
âWh⌠why would I? Itâs obvious!â
âKirishima Eijirou.â
Eijirou pouts. Then googles hubby.
Definitions of hubby. noun. a married man; a woman's partner in marriage. synonyms: husband, married man.
âOh my god. Oh my god. Oh my god.â
âGreat chat. Bye.â Katsuki disconnects the call with a sigh; Eijirou can hear his fiancĂŠ giggling in the background.
He takes a deep breath and gets out of his hiding placeâŚ. So now what?
⌠Next Chapter!
(I swear you wonât need to wait for another 1 year and 1 month for the next chapter lol)
⌠you canât see anything. Like⌠literally NOTHING. Everything is white from the flashlights, you canât hear anything properly because everyone speaks over each other then some people, probably the fans, yell all kinds of stuff towards the heroes who walk on the red carpet. (or you think itâs red, it might be orange, honestly, you canât fucking tell.)
âTry to smile, Sweets!â Izuku tries his best to yell though the commotion, clearly struggling to keep his eyes open and to not make a squinty eye. He only fails 30% of the time.
You donât even want to think about how youâll look like on the pictures that are being taken as you two walk down the red carpet; you are quite sure your eyes are closed on every single one of them.
After a few more seconds of this chaos, you can feel the rising panic settle into your chest; itâs harder to breathe now, thereâs so much noise, the faces are blurry, itâs too muchâŚ
Izuku squeezes your hand reassuringly, then you can feel blackwhip curling around your waist, tight and protective and something just⌠clicks.
You might be in a new place, you might be in the middle of the attention, but you are safe. You are loved.
âOi, Freeloader, straighten your back!â
âKacchan!â
You⌠belong here.
All your friends are waiting for you at the end of the red carpet; there is Katsuki, Eijirou and Kyouka waving at you from the middle, then a little further behind, you see Ochako and Tsuyu-Chan, Shouto and Momo smiles at you from the other side, even though they are in the middle of an interview. Denki and Hitoshi are behind you, also being abused by the massive flashlights; you canât help but laugh as you take in Hitoshiâs attire; his black suit has a hood which hides almost all of his face and heâs also wearing his hero mask which conceals everything but his eyes, yet he still looks like heâs about to get executed; heâs been working as an underground hero until a few months ago so you can kinda understand why heâs so uncomfortable with this; heâs not used to be in the spotlight nor has any intentions to be here, he just⌠always ends up making the news thanks to working together with his friends.
Ahh, you can already feel a deep connection with Hitoshi. You are quite sure you two will become even better friends now that you have something like this in common.
You take a deep breath⌠then you smile; a real, happy smile which might be a little bit too quirky for such a big event, but honestly? You donât give a fuck.
You donât give a fuck because Izuku gives you the same smile; for a second, he looks like a high school boy again, his eyes full of hope and contentment, tiny wrinkles appearing in the corner of his eyes.
âHello, Iâm Deku.â Izuku grins at one of the interviewers who somehow managed to get his attention. âAnd this is my girlfriend, Y/N. Please treat us well.â
Your whole world spins.
This is really happening. This is all real!!
âOh my god, thatâs me!â
The whole crowd laughs. Your face becomes a new, vibrant shade of red.
âSweetsâŚâ Izuku facepalms, trying his best to hide the lovesick, adorning smile heâs rocking. Why? You have no idea. But you donât mind that you are the only one who can see this side of him. You really want to hide behind Izukuâs broad shoulders right now, but by the happy little smiles you get from the crowd around you, you have no reason to be ashamed; most of these people can clearly relate to your reaction.
âIâm not even surprised.â The interviewer snickers. âOh course Dekuâs significant other is as cute as he is. I wish you two the best tonight! But be aware, next time I see you two, Iâll ask all my questions!â
âThank you for your kindness!â Izuku mutters, a little blush decorating his beautiful face. Then he pulls you towards the main entrance once again.
First, there is a long hallway with several security guards around (which does sound a little bit funny considering that you have the top 100 biggest heroes in the building, but if you really think about it, it makes sense; as the event is being streamed worldwide, itâs better to stop the drama before they get to the main hall.)
By the time you two made it to the hallway, Katsuki and Eijirou were already gone while several other heroes got stuck outside with the interviewers. Well, at least they tried to say hello.
When Izuku opens the first door⌠itâs absolutely not what you expected.
When you were just a fangirl, you thought the Hero Gala is this big, fancy event where everyone drinks the best champagne and eats little squares of cheese, the heroes are all dolled up and acting proper, they talk about the stock market, about plans and tactics and all that jazz.
WellâŚ
âIzuku, why is there a keg stand in the waiting room?â You stare at the above mentioned atrocity in the corner of the massive hall.
âOh, thatâs for the after party, we canât play with it until the cameras are off.â Izuku states, like itâs a completely normal thing to do a keg stand in a Vivienne Westwood suit.
The keg stand is one thing; the waiting room is louder than a pub in the middle of the main city on a Friday night.
Everyone yells, everyone cheers, there is so much laughter it almost hurts your ears. No one is acting proper, instead, everyone looks a little bit unhinged and downright manic; Eijirouâs shirt is open, his torso is all out for everyone to see and apparently to touch; there are a few lower level hero girls touching his newest tattoo as he laughs like this is just a normal day at work. At the same time, Katsuki is clearly not happy about anyone touching his partner; his face is red as a tomato when Eijirou sends him an apologetic little smile.
Then someone hops into Katsukiâs shoulders.
âOh come on, let them have their few minutes of heaven, you canât have him 24/7.â The beautiful woman hops down onto the sofa. âWhy donât you have a beer with me instead?â
âMirko, I already told you, do not scare me like that, you fucking vermin!â Katsuki seethes, but there is no edge to his words. âTalking about vermin⌠Freeloader, get your ass up here!â
âKacchan, I told you not to call her that here!â Izuku grumbles but makes his way towards his best friend.
âMirko, this is Freeloader Sweety Fuckface Y/N.â
You try your best not to hyperventilate; this lady is a goddess; first of all, sheâs absolutely stunning in her handmade dress that looks like his hero costume but in a dress, second of all, heâs the reason for Izukuâs photoshoot in a Mirko costume. There was a time in your life when you considered building a shrine for this woman.
âOh, my friend Katsuki here talks a looooot about you. Gimme a high five, you badass motherfucker!â
You give Mirko a high five. It fucking hurts. Thank god your wrists are healed thanks to the super cool wrist support you got from Izuku, otherwise, you would be crying on the floor right now.
âI donât.â Katsuki gets all red again. You really like this angry Pomeranian. âPlaytime over, Eijirou, button up your fucking shirt!â
âI think Iâm gonna leave this gremlin to you.â Izuku gives Mirko an apologetic smile and pulls you away. Mirko only grins brightly as she tries his best to calm the beast down.
Slowly, everyone makes it into a waiting room; Todoroki already looks tired while Kaminari looks as energetic as ever, thanks to him being an absolute whore for attention. A few minutes later you find Hitoshi in one of the corners, petting a pet rabbit, probably Kojiâs. The girls of Izukuâs old class take you away from your partner, giving you a much needed space where you can wind down without being constantly stared at; there are a lot of heroes here who would clearly do anything to ask you questions and all this attention is a little bit too much for you. Izuku goes to do his rounds of pleasantries while you enjoy an alcohol free cocktail at the bar. After half an hour of chatter, you shimmy yourself into Izukuâs side, ready to be introduced to Izukuâs favorite heroes.
You meet Edgeshot, Best Jeanist, a police man called Tsukauchi and Sansa, who are honorary members of the hero gala, thanks to their support during the war. Heâs hanging out with All Might in one of the dark corners of the massive hall while he sips on a fancily decorated glass of orange juice. You basically meet every single hero whoâs been or is still in the best 30, and while itâs definitely overwhelming to meet so many of your favorites, itâs also⌠well⌠it feels like a dream.
No one asks you what your quirk is. No one cares about this âtinyâ detail that made your young life so miserable; they treat you as one of their own and it really makes you realize why were you so obsessed with heroes since youâve been a child; these people have the biggest hearts in the whole wide world and they accept everyone as they are. Itâs not just fan service⌠itâs all real and pure and so fucking lovely you could cry.
âYou two look stunning.â Mirio spins you around with a fond smile on his face. For your surprise, Izuku doesnât choke him with blackwhip.
âWelcome to the family, Y/N.â Tamaki smiles at you as the main door finally opens; itâs go time. The Gala starts in 30 minutes.
Izuku, for some reason looks white as a sheet.
âIzu, are you okay?â You stroke your partnerâs cheeks, genuinely worried.
âItâs a big day, isnât it.â Is all Izuku says as he melts into your touch.
âYeah. It is.â You mumble back but you have a feeling that you two are talking about two different things, which doesnât make any sense but you just let this silly man keep his little secrets for now.
âI hope it goes the way I planned it.â Izuku mumbles back and leads you through the massive door, then to your seats⌠right by the front.
Shit.
Okay, it was quite obvious youâll end up there but somehow, being a mere fangirl and all, you could only see yourself in the background, together with the few lucky people who somehow ended up on those few seats by the end of the hall, out of the cameraâs sight; but instead, you ended up on the first table, your name carved into a silver plate right by your chair. Just a few meters from you, there is a lonesome microphone stand, around the middle of the stage and the background is well lit and dazzling; itâs actually a bit hard not to squint as the heavy lights move from one side to the other but you hope youâll get used to the light level by the time the event starts. You check the names next to you; Katsuki, Eijirou and Kyouka will also be sitting at your table. You take a deep breath and let it all out, a little bit relieved that you are surrounded by the people you trust. You take a look at the back of the hall and you canât help but smile; Toshinori and Inko are waving at you two excitedly. Well, Inko looks like sheâs about to explode from the anxiety but she does her best to smile anyway.
âShouldnât they be sitting a little bit more to the front?â You ask your boyfriend whoâs busy taking pictures of the two nameplates next to each other. Heâs so fucking adorable sometimes.
âThe spotlight should be on the future, not on the past.â Izuku rolls his eyes, displeased. âNot my words, obviously. But also, I kinda get it.â
âIâm quite sure heâs happier to be at the back with the person he loves anyway. I canât see your mom sitting here with us. She would crumble.â You snicker as you look at the two lovebirds once again; Inko is muttering something to Toshinori whoâs trying his best to calm down the frantic woman by giving her shoulder a reassuring squeeze. âIâm surprised sheâs even willing to be here.â
âShe wouldnât miss this for the life of her, trust me.â Izuku gives you a knowing smile and you canât help but stare at him with utter confusion. Izuku ignores your gaze and smiles to himself some more; Kyouka sits down next to you while Katsuki takes the seat next to Izuku. Eijirou chats around a few more minutes before he plops down next to Katsuki, all cool and collected with a massive shit eating grin on his face.
âCan you at least try to look like you donât fucking enjoy all the attention?â Katsuki grumbles to himself.
âWhy would I lie about it?â Eijirou gives Katsuki a wink. The blond only rolls his eyes theatrically.
âManwhore.â
âSays the guy in a magenta suit.â Kyouka mutters under her nose and you almost choke on your water.
âGuys, behave!â Izuku tries to scold the two but he canât hide the massive, ear-to-ear grin on his slightly blushed face.
You take a few seconds to take in the sight of him; the two little dips on his cheeks as he smiles, the healthy pink of his face, the eyes that shine stronger than thousand sunsâŚ
Then it hits you.
Izuku is⌠happy. Truly happy.
It has been months since youâve seen him in this state; your eyes start to water, your lips wobble but you do your best to not cry your beautiful make up off. Kyouka gives your thigh a soothing little pat.
âIzu-Izu?â You mutter to him; his attention is on you right away.
âHm?â
âIsnât this the best day of your life?â
âNot yet.â Izuku smiles at you, once again making you feel like you are missing something. âBut it will be. And hopefully, yours too.â
You have no time to answer as the main lights suddenly dim; for your surprise, All Might leaves his seat after he leaves a tiny kiss on Inkoâs forehead and makes his way towards the stage. You can hear the buzz of the cameras as they come to life.
Itâs time.
The event is about to start.
Izuku looks⌠pale and confused; clearly, no one told him about All Might presenting tonight. You canât help but giggle.
âHm⌠I guess having both in the spotlight makes even more sense; why forget about the past when you can remember and cherish both the past and the future? There wouldnât have been a future if itâs not for him after all.â You mutter with a fond smile. âHe looks so handsome, isnât he.â
âHeâs just as cool as he was when I was 5.â Izukuâs mutters back with fresh tears pooling in his eyes. âThis was one of my dreams when I was younger; to accept an award from him.â
âYour dream is about to come true.â You mutter as your eyelashes dampen from your own happy tears.
âI feel like all of my dreams are coming true tonight.â Izuku smiles at you, his lips wobbling so adorably; you canât help but kiss them. There are several âawwâ-s coming from the other tables after, so needless to say you have a strong urge to hide under table for the rest of evening.
âKhm.â All Might clears his throat and taps his microphone three times. He looks a little bit lost on the massive podium; clearly, itâs has been a minute since he had done anything like this but hearing the loud cheers coming from the tables, no one really gives a fuck about his awkwardness. âI remember standing here when I was 25 years old. Iâm not sure if the platform is lower or did I shrink?â All Might stops for a second, clearly deep in thought. âOh, I did shrink, now that I said that. I used to be massive. Good old, days.â
You glance around your table; Katsuki and Izuku senses nothing of All Mightâs awkwardness, they stare at the man like they are 5 years olds again, eyes full of sparkles, a tiny little happy smile dancing on their lips. You sneakily take a picture of the two of them. They donât even realize your shenanigans with how entranced they are.
You fucking love them.
All Might cracks a few more jokes and speaks about his own time as a hero, then after a few minutes of banter he takes a deep breath.
âOkay, letâs get this party started, shall we? Letâs see who made it to the top ten this year!â
Your heart races. For everyoneâs surprise, Eijirou is the first one to be called to the podium, getting the 10th place this year and by the utter confusion in his face, he had no clue about it. Katsuki almost chokes on his soda when he hears his name. Eijirou is in a fucking trance by the look of it; he doesnât even look at Katsuki as he makes his way towards the podium with wobbly legs. Katsuki stares after him like heâd seen a ghost.
âOH MY GOD.â Izuku mutters, already crying a river.
âI⌠I donât know what to say. I have no speech. You guys really should have given me a heads up!â Eijirou yells to the side of the podium, making the whole crowd snicker. âUhm⌠10 years ago⌠I couldnât even believe that one day Iâll be a pro hero. I thought Iâm not good enough, Iâm not flashy enough, not brave enough to fight villains and save lives. Even after getting into U.A., I highly doubted Iâll be able to finish that school.â The crowd is silent as Eijirou continues his speech. âBut then⌠I became friends with Kats⌠I mean Dynamight. And Deku, Chargebolt, Mina⌠and the whole damn class of 1A and they showed me that⌠Iâm more than enough. They held my hand and pulled me further and further up until I stopped being scared of the height. Until I stopped thinking that Iâm too weak for this job. This 10th place⌠is for all of you. Well, except for most of my friends because letâs be honest, they will be further up this chart. Okay, Iâm going to shut up now, I make zero sense.â Eijirou giggles into the microphone and for your surprise⌠Katsuki has tears in his eyes. He stares at this partner with so much fondness your heart is about to explode. âI would also like to thank my amazing teachers at UA for helping me achieve this place; I wouldnât be here if itâs not for them. Guys, donât stop dreaming⌠dreams really do come true.â Eijirou full on bawls as he runs down to give Dynamight a big old hug. Katsuki pulls him close and whispers âIâm so fucking proud of you!â Into his ear before he smacks his bottom to lead him back to the platform. Eijirou leaves a single kiss on the blondâs cheek and hugs you and Deku briefly then runs back to the side of the stage where the top 10 heroes will be standing.
âKacchan! He did it!â Izuku caresses the blondâs backs soothingly. He growls.
âOf course he fucking did. Heâs the fucking best.â Katsuki sniffs adorably as he keeps waving back to the excited redhead on the stage. You canât help but laugh as Eijirou hugs every single one of the heroes who come to the stage after him; the rest of the heroes just go to him without being asked after that, making the whole audience laugh with their shenanigans as the stage becomes a weird cuddle party.
All Might gets to the top three. Shouto takes the third place, his face as stoic as always but you can see a slight hint of a smile in the corner of his mouth.
There are two places left. Katsuki grins at Izuku in the most feral way.
âThe moment of truth, motherfucker.â
âSecond placeâŚ. Lord Explosion Murder God Dynamight!â All Might grins at the blond cheekily, clearly enjoying the utter cringe on Katsukiâs face as he hears his old, extremely silly hero name being called on such a serious event.
âEmbarrass me some more, old man!â
Katsuki is walking on fucking clouds as he steps up to the podium, right towards his favorite superhero.
âDonât tempt me, young man!â He laughs airily and hugs Katsuki tightly. âIâm so proud of who youâve become.â
Katsuki hides his teary eyes in his old mentorâs chest; he takes a few deep breaths before he takes the microphone.
âIâm not going to bore you with my speech. Or to be honest, I canât be fucked. Tell me the whoâs the number one, old man, my fragile heart canât take this anymore!â
Again, the crowd laughs and cheers; you are quite sure this is the most unserious hero gala of all time but honestly, after all the drama with Izuku, this was much needed.
âSure, my boy.â All Might smiles knowingly as he ushers the blond towards the other heroes on the stage. Katsuki ruffles Eijirouâs hair aggressively as he arrives next to him, proper order be damned. All Might takes a deep breath and opens the last letter with shaky fingers.
âAnd the number one hero isâŚâ You forget to breathe. Izuku squeezes your hand so hard it hurts. âLadies and gentlemen and everyone in between, Pro Hero Deku is back at his rightful, number one place!â
Everyone cheers. Katsuki screams âfuck yeahâ. Eijirou cries a river. Izuku shakes like a leaf as he leaves one last kiss on your hand before he makes his way up the stage.
You canât help but cry from happiness as you watch your boyfriend go up the stage to accept the award from his biggest idol slash dad slash favorite teacher. You are so proud of him right now; you canât help but remember how he was a mere few months ago, a shell of himself, completely lost in his own mind and you look at him now, his smile dazzling, his steps full of confidence and you fall in love with him once more. This man, right there⌠is the love of your life. Even at his weakest, this one fact was constant; you love him in the good and the bad, you love him at his weakest, when heâs drenched in blood after a big fight, when heâs drooling all over your chest once he finally gets a full night of sleep after not being able to rest for a week, you love him when heâs needy and annoying l, you love him when heâs kind and loving, you love him when he laughs, you love him when he cries and you love him now, when heâs the happiest heâs ever been, on the stage as the Number One Hero Deku. You donât think there is a single side of him you donât love with your full heart and you are having a really hard time with not being able to tell him that as heâs too far away from you right now.
All Might bawls into his chest like a real proud dad. Izuku moves the both of them towards Katsuki and Eijirou and they join the hug. They really are a big, happy family. Inko sneaks over to your side and holds your hand with tears streaming down her chubby cheeks as she stares at the two people she loves the most. You squeeze her hand, letting her know you are happy she came over. She gives you a knowing smile.
She knows the secret too?! Great. Everyone knows something but you. Youâve got way too many knowing smiles in the last few hours and it really starts to irk you.
But⌠fuck, you canât be bothered with this right now when Izuku is shining like the sun in front of you. You try your best to remember every single second, every single smile and every single unshed tear in Izukuâs eyes. Oh, how much you love this man.
After a few minutes of utter chaos, Izuku takes a shaky breath; he makes his way towards the microphone at the front while Eijirou taps his back over and over like heâs trying to give him energy to go through his speech which makes no sense, because this isnât the first time Izuku gives a speech and heâs been doing quite well in the last few years. All Might whispers into Izukuâs ear; his whole face becomes the color of a ripe tomato as he stumbles towards the front. You give him an utterly confused look; Izuku just gives you a self-deprecating smile.
âI made a speech for this you know.â Izuku giggles as he scans the crowd of cheering heroes. âBut standing here once again, it made me realize that there is no point of giving a perfect speech because what really matters is our current feelings.â The crowd calms down as he continues. âI wanted to talk about so many things; I wanted to talk about my plans, about how happy I am to be here, but right now, the strongest feeling inside me is that Iâm⌠Iâm really proud of everyone. The heroes, the people watching this at home, our families and lovers who had to put up with all the unease, all the frustration as we got attacked back and forth during my absence. While Iâm thankful to be the number one hero once again, right now, I feel like this first place isnât just mine; itâs all of yours who fought my battles while I was away. So I want everyone here to go home today feeling like theyâve won; because I wouldnât be here if itâs not for you. Thank you.â Izuku bows low and deep and the heroes sniff and cheer loudly. âNo need to be stressed anymore! Why? Because WE are here.â
All Might literally fangirls in the background. You are trying to choose between crying and laughing but eventually, you just end up doing both.
All Might wraps up the Gala with teared up eyes. The cameras turn off with a loud clicking noise, but Izuku stays by the microphone; he looks restless and his hands look clammy even from far away. Inko squeezes your hand once again while Kyouka gives you a reassuring back pat. Okay, what the hell is going on?!
âI have a few more things I want to say, off the charts, if thatâs okay. Iâm sorry for taking your time, guys.â Izuku giggles as the heroes fake-boo. âHey, mean!â
âYou can do this, Izuku!â Eijirou yells from the sidelines; Izuku blushes. Behind the podium, on the right side of the backstage, you can see Kota and a silver haired girl cheering for Deku, with Aizawa and Present Mic smiling at the two kids, half-hidden behind the two teens. You wave at the grumpy boy excitedly; he blushes and steps back into the darkness.
Weird.
There is also a new person standing on the other side of the stage, right in the front; itâs a dark haired gentleman with a massive hairline who by the look of it, has a camera quirk?
Oh. You know this man. Heâd written some amazing articles about Izuku when he was still a rookie. You make a mental note to thank him for his hard work in the beginning of your partnerâs career.
âOkay⌠soâŚ.â Izuku clears his throat then laughs self-deprecatingly. âWOW, this is⌠really stressful. And exciting. Okay. I can do this.â He takes a deep breath then starts again. âBefore we all go and enjoy the rest of our evening I wanted to thank the most important people in my life; my friends and my family; I wouldnât be here today if itâs not for them⌠but they already know that so⌠I want to say a special thank you to the person who made me realize that wanting to have a special one and also be the number one hero is not at all a selfish whim; itâs something we heroes deserve just as much as everyone else does. All my life I truly believed that there is no balance between love and work when you are in the hero business; I believed that no one in their right mind would ever stay by my side, especially not after they see the blood, the mental damage and the scars on our skin. I couldnât believe there is anyone in this whole wide world who would be able to put up with our suicide hours for long enough for it to be called a proper, long term relationship. I genuinely thought there is no happiness there for me in romance, I believed that Iâll always go home to an empty house and that loneliness is something that comes with the job and thatâs all there is to it. I gave up on ever having a romantic soulmate⌠until the most beautiful, most precious girl entered my life and turned my whole world-view upside down.â
Your whole face pales as you realize heâs talking about you in front of all these heroes who lived through hell. You look at Izuku questioningly, but he just smiles and smiles and smiles until his lips wobble and his eyes start to shine with fresh tears as he looks at your face like heâs seeing it for the first time. âThere were several times when I couldnât believe this girlâs shenanigans, you know.â Izuku giggles, his voice an oktave higher as he tries not to cry. You cry for the both of you and so is Inko next to you. âI needed a flatmate because I couldnât keep up with my household. I had no time to clean, to cook, to take care of my cat All Meowth who I adopted after a rescue mission. I was also incredibly lonely and I missed living in the dorms hence I came up with the idea of rooming with someone. When I first met her⌠I almost fainted. She was beautiful and so sweet⌠so innocent and pure⌠I didnât want her to see the reality of being a hero⌠I tried my best to keep the blood away, to keep the tears at bay when I was at home, to put up a facade because⌠she was too good for this. Too kindhearted. I didnât want the spark in her eyes fade. She really liked pro hero Deku and secretly, I liked to imagine sheâs looking at me that way and not at the hero she idolized for so long.â Izuku sighs.
âBut then one day, I had no mental energy to change and shower. I had no mental energy to wait until my scars stopped seeping blood all over. There was blood on the wall behind me, on the floor, on my face⌠yet she looked at me the same way she always did, like Iâm the coolest person sheâd ever met. She sat down next to me and told me off for not coming home right away after my shifts, for hiding this side of me and touched my bloodied hair without a single wince. We werenât even a couple, we barely knew each other for a few days yet I already knew sheâs the person I want to live with for the rest of my life. She let me cry in her arms despite all the blood ruining her clothes and I really tried to believe this is all real, that someone so kind and wholesome really exists but I was having a hard time understanding that someone could love me even when Iâm not perfect ⌠deep inside, I still thought sheâs just trying to be understanding. But then after a few more occasions I realized sheâs looking at my bloodied face with just as much fondness as she does when Iâm clean fresh. She looked at me fondly even when my face was bruised and swollen, she didnât care about the thousands of scars on my body, instead she asked me how I got them, 5-10 scars at a time until she knew the story of every single one of them. I hated my scars most of my life you know; more than once I found myself frowning as I looked into the mirror, but this angel just looked at me like Iâm the most perfect creature the world has ever seen, and while Iâll never fully believe thatâs true, at one point I started to believe, that for her, it really is. This girl made me realize that every battle scar is a story to tell, a proof of my hard work and that I should be proud of them and cherish them every day. â
Several heroes in the crowd starts crying, most of them embracing their own loved ones as they mutter their own thank youâs. Your legs move on its own; you stand up and slowly move towards the podium, towards the love of your life who looks at you invitingly, seemingly glad about your sudden decision to come closer. âI knew it from day one, that Iâll marry you one day. I knew it but I tried my best to ignore my gut feeling and just be your friend.â Izuku mutters as he looks into your eyes. Out of the blue, you start floating; Ochako smiles at you as she helps you up the podium so you are only a few steps away from this silly man with emerald eyes. âI really tried but it was a war I couldnât win; with every dish youâve made, with every word youâve said, with every random, silly hero shirt youâve worn for home⌠it was impossible not to love you with all my heart, my Sweet Pea.â Izuku hold his arm out and takes your hand in his. You canât stop crying. This is just so much, too much, you are so overwhelmed by the sudden avalanche of feelings you forget to stress about all the eyes staring at you. All you see is Izuku and his beautiful trembly lips, his artistically messy hair and gorgeous freckles, those eyes that hold the shine of a thousand sounds, the little dimples on his cheeks as he smiles happily, even if the smile is a tiny bit wobbly. âThen I thought I canât love you more than that, that once you are mine, Iâll just get used to the feeling, that Iâll get used to your kindness and just be normal about it but⌠I ended up falling in love with you more and more, and I still am, even today, when we looked at ourselves in the mirror, I could feel my heart sink deeper in my chest, your name being carved right into it, so deeply itâll never heal. I wouldnât stand here if itâs not for you, love. You nursed me back to health even though I was nothing but mean to you, you put me back together, physically and mentally and stayed by my side even when I did not deserve your kindness. You are the love of my life and you became my biggest hero.â You shake your head, not even sure why but Izuku only smiles as a fresh batch of tears roll down his cheeks.
âSweets, youâve seen me at my best and youâve seen me at my worst. Youâve seen it all yet here you are, holding my hand on the stage of the hero gala so excuse me if Iâm being extremely selfish right now, butâŚâ Izuku gets down on one knee and you canât help the yelp that comes out of your mouth. This isnât real⌠or is it?! You smack your free hand on your mouth to stop yourself from crying out loud. You canât believe this man. You literally cannot fucking believe him!!! âY/N, will you marry me?â Izuku presents you the most beautiful ring youâve ever seen; a golden band with a nicely sized emerald in the middle, almost the exact color of Izukuâs eyes. You can barely see the details through the wall of tears, and to be absolutely honest, Izuku could propose to you with a plastic ring from the childrenâs section and you would still cry fat, happy tears. Also, Izukuâs real, bright eyes are too dazzling for you to concentrate on the ring in front of you! Your knees decide to give up on their dear life and you end up kneeling on both of your knees to keep your modesty; you put your hands on Izukuâs two, chubby cheeks and start stroking the soft skin.
âIzu-IzuâŚâ you bawl like a baby as you try your best to memorize every single detail on his face.
âPlease stay next to me for the rest of my life. I swear, Iâll make you the happiest woman in the whole wide world.â He cries as you hold your hand out for the ring.
âThe answer is yes. Itâs always a yes when itâs you whoâs asking. Izuku, I really-really want to marry you.â
Izukuâs breath hitches. Then with shaky hands, he pushes the ring to your finger; It fits perfectly. You donât know who starts the kiss that comes after, maybe it is the both of you moving at the same time, but the kiss is sweet as a nectar and light as a feather, itâs the same but also somehow different; itâs a kiss between two people whoâs love for each is stronger than life itself, stronger than gravitation, love thatâs unbreakable and you still, to this day, even now with a ring on your finger, canât believe you can be lucky enough to live in this moment, to be so loved and so cherished, but you do your best to let it all in, let your heartstrings tingle as your fiancĂŠ gives you a warm embrace in the middle of the stage.
The crowdâs cheer is so loud you swear the whole room shakes with it. The first people who approach you two are All Might, Eijirou, Katsuki and Kyouka; they help you two up from the floor, they hug you both so tight you can barely breathe.
âI hope you know my mom already made several sketches for your wedding dress.â Katsuki whispers into your ear and you canât help but laugh. âWelcome to the family, Freeloader.â
âI was a part of the family already.â You whisper back with a sweet little giggle.
âGood answer.â
From the sidelines, Kouta and the white haired girl runs into Izukuâs arms; the girl, Eri, has tears in her eyes and she gushes about how perfect the proposal was then she gives you a hug as well.
âTake care of Izu-chan, heâs precious.â Eri mutters with a serious tone.
âI promise I will.â You mutter into the teenâs ear as you make eye contact with your fiance, whoâs standing behind her. You two make your way back to each other and needless to say, it takes all your willpower to not kiss this beautiful man senseless in the middle of the stage.
âYou wanna⌠uhm⌠get out of here?â Izuku mutters into your ear, his palms hot on your hips. You sigh into the possessive touch.
âAs much as I would like that, I think we should stay.â You put your arms around your fiancĂŠâs neck, barely able to contain your⌠well⌠lust.
âYou want to see the after party.â Izuku states
with a massive grin on his face. âFangirl.â
âItâs not every day a girl like me can attend an after party full of heroes, okay? PlusâŚâ You lean closer to whisper into Izukuâs ear. âWe have the whole day tomorrow to⌠celebrate on our own.â
âI love you, Y/N. And Iâll love you for the rest of your life. I canât wait to show you how much love I have for you tomorrow. Or maybe today before bed? Sweets, I donât think I can wait until tomorrow.â Izuku gives you those stupid puppy eyes you can never resist so needless to say you kiss his little pout off his face.
âLetâs head to the after party, Izuku pays the first round!â Eijirou yells to the crowd.
âThe booze is free you dingus, he canât pay for it!â Katsuki rolls his eyes fondly. âLetâs make Auntie Inko drunk!â The blonde grins at Izukuâs mom whoâs clearly waiting for you two to come down so she can hug you both.
âBehave yourself, Katsuki, you silly goose.â
âAww, a silly goose!â Eijirou gushes. âThatâs so manly!â
Inkoâs hug almost kills you. The after party is manic and everyone tries to make Izuku drunk but he does his best to stay sober enough to... well⌠Celebrate later.
You canât wait to see what the future is holding for you two. You canât wait to live the rest of your life like this, happily snuggled into massive, muscly arms, your fingers buried deep into messy, forest green locksâŚ
You are so thankful you took that chance back then and rolled with it. You are so thankful for Kyouka for helping you find the love youâve always been dreaming about. There are so many things you are thankful for your eyes tear up every time you think about it.
Take your chances. Never give up. Sometimes, true happiness is just an arms reach away, you just need to open your eyes to actually see it.
âLetâs go home, Sweets.â Izuku whispers into your ear with a tired but content voice, then snuggles into your neck and takes a deep breath. It feels like home.
~â˘đĽŚâ˘~
Your back hits the wall just as the entrance door closeds behind you; there is a protective hand right by your shoulders, clenching the fabric at the back of your dress, the movement heavy with want but somehow still surprisingly soft.
âWe are engaged.â Izuku states with nothing but pure wonder in his dazzling green eyes as he leaves tiny kisses all over your face.
âYup. Iâll be Y/N Midoriya.â
Izukuâs breath hitches as the words leave your pretty little mouth; his eyes darken, that hot, obsessive gaze roaming over your body like heâs a weirdly cute predator whoâs about to kill you with kindness. Your whole body shivers. The sweet little predatorâs hand snakes under your frilly skirt, groping your thighs lovingly until it finds their final resting place on your left buttcheek. You try your best to act nonchalant but the tiny sigh gives you away. Izuku does the same thing on the other side then pushes you up until your legs snake around his waist.
âHmm, thatâs not how I like to be held, my dear fiancĂŠ.â You mutter in between two giggles. Izuku giggles back.
Oh fuck, how much you love him.
âAhh, you are right.â Izuku throws you into the air and you canât help but yell loudly, scared for your life; then the next moment, you are being carried in your favorite princess carry, right into your shared bedroom, his hold light and comfortable. You use this time to start unbuttoning his shirt, stroking the soft skin of his chest until you reach your favorite part; those beautiful, pierced nipples. Izukuâs fingers clench into your skin as you stroke the sensitive bud, his eyes full of love and want.
âI hope you are okay with an all nighter, Sweets. I have a lot of love to give.â Izuku mutters as he kisses your lips, his tongue darting into your mouth without a warning. âI should have kissed you on day one. So many opportunities missed.â Izuku sighs as he puts you down on the bed.
âWe should have fooled around in that tent in the forest.â You add as Izuku kisses your neck.
âAnd in my car on the way to the garden center.â Izuku adds as he sucks your neck greedily. âShould have told you I love you on that hike. On the top of the mountain.â
âHm, maybe we should get married there. We technically had our first kiss up there. It would be so romantic.â You mutter as Izuku slowly rids you of your dress. Izuku stops as he looks up at you with pure wonder, his earlier shenanigans long forgotten. Then he jumps off you and trails to his iPad, while you pout. âIzuku, you canât be serious right now! We are in the middle of⌠making love!â
You sigh into the pillows, Izukuâs forest scent wafting around you from your sheets. You take a deep breath in and even though you are frustrated you canât help but let out a content sigh. Well, at least your bra is finally off.
âIt will feel even better once I sent this e-mail. We can talk about it some more while we love each other.â
âYou want to plan our wedding while we have sex.â Itâs not a question. Itâs a fact. You make an ugly, utterly entertained snort. âMaybe we should also get a head start on family planning while we do that. Three birds with one stone. Three.â You tease, but by the look of it, Izuku took you seriously. Very seriously. You are quite sure you just saw his little friend visibly twitch in his trousers. âSweets, you are a genius.â Izuku grins sweetly as he crawls back to you. Your underwear disappears before you even have time to say a word.
âSo, should we have our wedding next month? The month after? What about food?â Izuku giggles into your mouth as he continues the loving.
âI would marry you tomorrow if I could.â You admit with a blush. âIzu-Izu, I love you so much.â
âIâll love you for the rest of my life.â Izuku mumbles once again as he shows you how much love he has for you.
âMy weird fiance, Midoriya Izuku.â you giggle into his ear.
âIs that a name of your new fanfiction?â Izuku mutters in between two kisses.
âHaha, maybe.â
âKudos to that.â
The end.
10 years later:
âToshi, Nana, breakfast is ready!â You yell towards the hallway with a tiny smile on your face; your husband Izuku is plastered to your back, too busy leaving tiny kisses all over your shoulder blades. âIzuku, the kids are coming, behave yourself!â
âEwwwww, dad, youâre so disgusting!â Toshi rolls his eyes, his black shirt with a skull print - present from Katsuki, duh - drenched in some kind of oil. You sigh.
âYou are not gonna eat breakfast with a shirt like that.â You tell the green haired kid off who scoffs at your audacity. âAlso, one more face like that and I wonât allow you to see Katsuki for a month.â
âOi!â Speaking of the devil, Katsuki barges in through the main door like he owns this place, with a grinning Eijirou in his tow. Redrum almost breaks another vase in the entrance room. You have no idea how is this dog more than 10 years old. âThe fuck happened to you, Toshi?â
âKatsuki! Language!â You reprimand the blond.
âI cleaned your old gauntlets and changed all the rusty bits! I didnât explode it this time!â
No, you donât want to talk about the time he DID explode your tinkering room. Itâs a taboo topic in this household.
âBrought some pancakes for dessert! Still pipping hot!â Eijirou shows off his slightly weird looking pancakes which might look awful but you know they taste heavenly. You are so glad you guys decided to buy the house next to Katsukiâs when the twins were born; you guys can see each other every day if you want to, share your food with each other, and if thatâs not enough, Eijirou and Katsuki absolutely adore their two godchildren, so Izuku and you can have quite a lot of time together to⌠well⌠enjoy each otherâs company in a way you canât do in front of your children.
Yup, 10 years in and you two are still attached by the hips. Itâs fucking great.
âFew more years and youâll be making the coolest props at UA.â Eijirou looks at Toshiâs oily face with wonder. âAhh, they grow up so quickly, I canât!â He tears up as he starts to smother both kids with kisses. When Eijirou tries to hug the little freckled boy, the redhead makes a face. âItâs like hugging a slug.â
Nana snorts. Toshi finally goes up to change.
The door bell rings.
âThat must be little Touya and Shouto!â You perk up at the sound; everyone knows you have a soft spot for Shoutoâs soft spoken, shy kid. You would like to say heâs the most adorable creature youâve ever seen but nothing beats your forest green fluffy haired freckled twins. Nothing.
âNana-Chan! Did you get Izuâs power yet?â
âHere we goâŚâ Eijirou giggles to himself.
âI already told you, I only get it once my dad is too old to fight!â
âHe looks old enough to retire.â Little Touya mutters. Katsuki chokes on his orange juice.
âI apologize.â Shouto mutters in the same tone; Izuku looks pale as a sheet, clearly devastated by being called old; you donât really understand what the little kid is talking about as your husband barely looks twenty thanks to his cute chubby cheeks he never grew into and if thatâs not enough, his father is literally the same age.
âNana, I wish to see sir All Meowth. He should join us for our tea time after breakfast. I brought him a special blend my mom made. Itâs from her new line of special blends, especially made for pets.â Touya mumbles as he takes out a bag of tea from his little, absolutely adorable blue and red waist bag. Nana takes it from the boy happily and makes her way towards you.
âMom, can you help us make tea after breakfast? Please?â
âOne quick tea then all of you pipsqueaks make your way to mine because Eijirou wants to throw 50 bath bombs into the pool and I ainât letting him do that without having a kid to blame the mess on.â
âI thought uncle Eijirou was an adult.â Touya mutters and Eijirou almost cries⌠from laughter.
âNah, his brain stopped growing when he was 12.â
âOh.â
âIt was a joke, kid.â Katsuki blushes as his joke doesnât hit.
âMy mom told me we canât make fun of disabled people.â
âTouya, maybe the hero life isnât for you.â Nana mutters as she looks at his twin whoâs coming down from the stairs with a fresh shirt on.
âYeah, you would make a hell lot of money as a comedian.â Toshi finishes her sentence and this time, the whole gang laughs.
âSometimes I wonder how am I the youngest in this group.â The little boy shakes his head.
As your little self-made family laughs around the table, you canât help but wonder how amazing the last 10 years of your life has been; you married the love of your life on the top of a mountain where you two first kissed, you gave life to the two most beautiful children in the whole wide world, you started your own official merch-site where you sell handmade, official hero merch; instead of commissions you just draw whatever you want in your spare time and post it for free as money isnât a problem in your household and your designs make enough money for a month worth of wage anyway, your love-life is fun and exciting even while having two kids to take care of⌠there is no day as the other and while you are getting closer and closer to 40, somehow, you still feel like a child living in the world of wonder.
Nana is a top student, Toshi⌠well, Toshi is Toshi. He excels in the things heâs interested in and does a relatively decent job in everything else and thatâs okay. He loved to thinker since heâs been a toddler and his love for tinkering only got stronger as he was allowed to tinker with more and more things. For everyoneâs surprise, Toshi was born with a quirk; he inherited Inkoâs power and can levitate things. His dream is to get into the UAâs support course and become a hero prop maker. Hatsume and Melissa helps him by giving him lessons through video calls and while he does some stupid shit here and there, mostly thanks to Katsuki giving the poor kid things that he shouldnât be giving to a 9 year old, overall, heâs basically sorted for life already. Nana, on the other hand, was born quirkless but that didnât stop her from being a hero-freak just like his dad; she knows every quirk, goes around with notes and interviews people on the street while you try to hide behind a tree, utterly embarrassed, and sheâs training a lot with your hero friends so she can inherit Izukuâs power one day; you and Izuku are happy about her interest in the quirk, but honestly, none of you will mind if she decides that the hero life is not for her. You two try your best not to push your kids towards a future they donât actually want.
After breakfast (and Nanaâs teatime) the kids make their way out of the front door and the house becomes silent. You both sigh.
âSo⌠where was I before the kids interrupted?â Izuku shimmies into your back. He hides his face into the crook of your neck and takes a deep breath; even to this day, you canât stop the shiver going down your spine every time he does that.
You turn around to face your favorite hero of all time and take a good look at his face; there are a few tiny strands of grey in Izukuâs bangs now, he has tiny wrinkles from all the smiling, he looks even more handsome than he did before if you want to be honest.
âHmm, I mean, laundry needs foldingâŚâ you tease your husband as you jump into his arms.
âOh, well, I can bring you to the laundry room if you want.â Izuku kisses your neck, wet and deep. âBut folding the laundry will need to wait. Loving you is more important.â
âYou know what? You are absolutely right.â You grin to yourself as you are being taken into your bedroom, laundry be damned.
âI love you, Sweets. So much.â
âIzu-Izu.â You giggle between the hot kisses. Even after all these years, this still feels unreal.
âHm?â
âYou know Iâm still fangirling over you when I see you on TV, right?â You mutter and Izuku stops kissing you as he laughs.
âNo, the new cardboard cutout in the middle of your office absolutely did not make it obvious.â
âYou looked so handsome on that one! I couldnât help it!â You blush and Izuku gives you that dark, possessive look you love so much.
âHm, Iâll make sure you forget about that guy by the end of today.â Izuku smiles at you sweetly. You know that look. That look means trouble.
âOh noâŚâ You whimper as Izuku attacks you with kisses, lips slowly trailing down your neck.
âPlus ultra!â Izuku giggles and the rest⌠Is history.
Wow, I donât really know what to say. It has been a fucking journey. Since I started this story, my whole world turned upside down twice; last time, I lost myself in the trauma and I genuinely thought I wonât be alive to finish this story for you guys but somehow, we managed to get to the last chapter. Iâm extremely proud of myself and extremely thankful for you guys for still being here after such a long hiatus and I also want to thank the new people who found this story since. Please, share your thoughts with me because I canât wait to hear what you think about this story now that all the ties are tied; donât get me wrong, I really want to keep writing it and maybe start a thirds series about their married life but itâs probably for the best to concentrate on all the other ones I started in the last few months. Iâll leave my ao3 link with you guys in case you want to see any of my non hero x reader stuff that Iâm gonna write in the future! (Only after a finish the Kirishima x reader one of course!) I have a DabiHawks in the making and I want to do some Bakudeku as well. I also have several chapters of a bakugou x reader that I want to finish and post here, on tumblr, and at one point, Iâll most probably write some Deku x reader stuff as well, because⌠heâs the biggest green flag of all time and we all need a bit of green in our lives.
Again, thank you for patience and I really hope we will see each other in the future. Love you lots đ
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Also, the KiriBaku extra for this is coming in the next few weeks! And the continuation of the Kirishima x Reader story as well! Yay!
Hey guys, Iâm not dead and Iâm working on the last chapter of the Deku x Reader fic, Iâm just heavily overwhelmed by a lot of things and I have no time to sit down and finish it properly.
But! I am 4500K in and Iâm literally writing the ending now!
Sadly I canât say itâs gonna be this week nor the next but I swear Iâm working on it and it is coming! Iâll do my best to finish it as soon as I can! Plus ultra!!!
Are you gonna update the kirishima fic after this ? I really loved it
Hey! Yes!
There is only one chapter left from the Deku one, after that, Iâm gonna re-read the Kirishima one and finish that one as well.
Iâm not sure how long it will take me to actually post a chapter: I do have 2 chapters done already that I havenât yet posted but if I remember it right, I wasnât too keen on where the story was going so I might just bin them and start all over haha
Summary: The gang goes to Katsukiâs parents to âget decent.â Katsuki comes up with his own surprise to make sure her mother finally starts greying. Y/N and Izuku have another insufferably cheesy moment.
âGood morning, gorgeous.â Izuku staring at your face is the first thing you see on this lovely morning. You stare at Izukuâs half-naked body, taking in the sight of those perky little piercings which basically broke the whole Japanese media for a whole month after Izukuâs Vogue photoshoot.
Your social media is full of fanfictions about Izukuâs piercings and the best part? You can do everything those writers only dream about.
âGood morning, Number One.â You smile happily, while you put your hand on the heroâs cheek; He moves into your touch, almost purring.
âHey, we donât know that.â Your boyfriend mutters, incapable to keep his content smile hidden.
âIzu, youâve broke the internet with your Vogue interview, put ten big villain gangs behind bars in only three months, did the quirkless charity marathon and came in first place, helped to get the big boss of the US mafia just last week and you broke the internet once again, yesterday, when you climbed that massive three just to get an old ladyâs cat down in the middle of your patrol. You could have floated up, by the way, fucking show off.â
âWhat, it was a boring patrol, I wanted to do some workout at least! And Mr. kitten was adorable! I didnât wanna scare him!â All Meowth decides to show his utter disappointment by hissing at his owner. First he gets assaulted by Redrum and now, Izuku comes home smelling like another cat? Disgusting behavior.
âAll Meowth disapproves, sir.â You giggle as you pull yourself up to give him a good morning kiss. Hm, those few minutes of working out you do daily are really paying off! Even Izuku commented on it the other day. He also made sure to take a good look at everything that had changed. You told him not to get too used to the sight, as once you two decide to have a baby together, it will be all gone. The ferocity of Izukuâs face when you said that was worth every penny. And the âtreatmentâ youâve got after was also amazing. It was probably the best night of your life.
Itâs a bit too soon to talk about children, if you really want to be honest but with Izuku⌠it feels like youâve known each other for much longer than it actually is. Your intimacy, the trust you two have for the other, the love that can barely fit into your chests⌠deep inside, you are both ready to make the next big step but from an outside perspective, you know it would be a little bit too soon, hence you are still being safe when it comes to⌠the cheeky stuff. Also, Izuku just got back on his own feet; he should enjoy his hero work without constantly being worried about how much heâs missing out on your familyâs time when heâs on a mission. You are still too young; there is so much you havenât experienced yet. Itâs okay to be a bit selfish.
You also want to have more time with Izu, just the two of you; it still doesnât feel real that this is your life right now. First, you should work on that and then think about making it even more⌠well.. real. But⌠You canât help but think about those cute freckles and curly locks on a little toddler boy, crawling towards you with those beautiful big, green eyes, asking for a hug from mommaâŚ
Stop.
âStop what?â Izuku smirks as he peppers tiny kisses all over your neck. Well, damn, this will be a long morning.
âNothing, you continue.â You mutter with a pleasant sigh. âBut donât forget, we need to be at Mitsukiâs at eleven to get our dresses and make up done!â You pull the hero away from you as the realization hits; today is the big day!
âIzu, IM GOING TO THE HERO GALA TODAY! OH MY GOD IâLL MEET ALL THE HEROES AND IâLL BE NEXT TO YOU ON THE RED CARPET OH MY GOD IZU I CANâT BREATHE!!! OH MY GOD, AND KATSUKI?! Will he wear a pink suit or will he chicken out?! Oh my god, I need to wash myself 7 times before we go! We need to put face masks on! Izu, we donât have time to dilly-dally!â
âBut SweetsâŚâ Izuku gives you his biggest puppy eyes. âI need to recharge. I need my Sweets time. Let me have my Sweets time!â Izuku pushes you back down into the soft covers. Oh, those bloody butterflies again! âThen we can have a big bubble bath with oils and face masks. We both win.â
âYou are so lucky Iâm in love with you.â You sigh, as you let your partner have his way; itâs not like you are ever not in the mood for⌠well.. a bit of loving. Also, Izuku is irresistible. Just look at this man. Fucking look at him!
âIâm the luckiest man alive, indeed.â Izuku admits with nothing but obsession in his darkening eyes. Oh, how much you love this man.
âNot as lucky as I am.â
âWrong.â
âNope.â
âShut up and love me, then.â
âNeedy.â
âAlways.â Izuku giggles into your mouth and the rest is history.
~â˘đĽŚâ˘~
âCome on guys, I ainât got all dayâ Mitsuki, Katsukiâs biological twin sister whoâs apparently her mother but seeing how young this woman looks like there is no way that is true; she barely has any wrinkles, her skin is basically as smooth as babyâs bottom, this praise never made any sense by the way as knowing how many rashes babies get from the nappies they must use every day so really, this phrase should be used as an insultâŚ
Where was this sentence going? Oh yeah, so Mitsuki is taking you towards her office.
She looks 30. Maximum.
How does she look 30?
This makes no sense.
âSweetsâŚâ Izuku can barely contain his smile as he puts his hand on your shoulders.
âIf you tell me I said all of that out loud, Iâm leaving.â You announce loudly because your hands are shaking like a leaf already so honestly, you canât make this worse.
âDonât worry, freeloader, my mom is too busy being freaked out about my absolutely amazing hair, your rambling doesnât matter today.â
Katsuki yells from the other side of the Bakugou house and well⌠your bag falls out of your hands.
Because KatsukiâŚ
His hairâŚ
âRed, get the bag, will ya?â Katsuki and Eijirouâs dog comes over and takes your bag to Katsuki while his tail wags happily. Katsuki puts it on the table next to him. âGood boy!â
Hearing Katsuki use a baby-voice is already enough of a trauma for a day but letâs go back to the hairâŚ
The hairâŚ
âOi, itâs cool, ainât it? Iâm fucking slaying or whatever! Tell the hag, heâs being an absolute bitch about it.â Katsuki mutters, clearly not happy for his mother judging his fashion choices. Which is understandable to be fair, butâŚ
âItâs too much, you idiot! Way too much! It ruins the whole concept! How the fuck did you come up with this stupid idea, anyway!â Mitsuki yells while her husband (or secretary? Probably Katsukiâs dad. Honestly, as much as Katsuki looks like his mother you can see some resemblance in those two as well.) tries his best to calm her down by giving her a shoulder massage.
Eijirouâs face is the same shade as his hair, so by the look of it, he was the one who came up with this idea. Of course he was the one. It makes so much sense. âOf course it was you.â Mitsuki sighs. âEi, I love you to death and you know I was a âshipperâ even before I knew what that word means, but Iâm extremely disappointed in you.â
You really want to laugh. But this is a serious conversation. Please, donât laugh.
âThe fuck, stop blaming yourself! All you did was telling me that your hair dye fades to pink.â Katsuki jumps into the conversation to save the poor man from utter embarrassment. It doesnât help.
âKacchan has pink ends. Thatâs adorable.â Izuku snickers as he takes in the sight in front of him, a wild Katsuki in a pink fucking suit with golden zippers and magenta pink tips. MAGENTA PINK. Like his suit.
You canât believe this is real life and not a stupid fanfiction.
Well, it is a fanfiction. But you donât know that. You donât need to know that. This is not the time for you to realize that your whole life is basically a sims game written by a lonely, lovelorn 30 year old.
Or maybe you just want to think you are nothing but a random character made by a silly dweeb, because all of this is just too much to cope with. Maybe you are slowly loosing your mind.
Deep breath, woman.
Deep breath.
âI will fuck you up, dude.â Katsuki threatens but itâs extremely hard to take him seriously while he looks like a main character of a Barbie movie. âI look fucking gorgeous, you can all shut the fuck up.â
âYou can also shut the fuck up and wait for my lovely hairdresser to arrive and save you from looking like a clown.â Mitsuki yells at his son. âAnd you two, change into your dresses so I can see if there is anything to fix. Chop chop!â Mitsuki disappears to, leaving you all in the middle of the office. You all stare at each other uncomfortably.
~â˘đĽâ˘~
âI really like your hair, Kats.â You smile at the angry gremlin manspreading on the office sofa. Katsuki gives you a grateful little grunt.
âHell yeah, you do. Itâs fucking great. Itâs Eiâs hair color mixed with conditioner.â He adds proudly and you can see Eijirou melt next to him.
Katsuki is proud to be wearing the same hair color as him. Thatâs so fucking cute, goddamn!
Katsuki loves the fact that they share a hair color more than he loves the color itself. This is the cutest fucking thing youâve ever heard.
âIâŚâ you mumble to yourself as you open up your bag. âI brought these.â You take out the famous Deku colored clip-ins you wore to the hero con, back when you and Izuku were only flatmates. Eijirou laughs.
âOh, I remember how jealous he was of everyone who even dared to look at you.â Eijirou sighs with a fond smile on his face.
âYou were so beautiful in my old costume. Iâll never forget how gorgeous you looked. I felt starstruck⌠I wanted to show you off but also keep you to myself. It was a really contradicting feeling and to this day, I donât know what to do with this; like I canât wait for the world to see you but I also want to put you in my back pocket and keep you there so no one can ever touch you.â Izuku sighs. âItâs funny how I saved the world several times but I feel like my biggest accomplishment in life is the fact that I made you fall in love with me; you are everything Iâve always wanted. Iâm so happy.â Izukuâs eyes get wetter and wetter as he continues talking and you canât help but kiss those pink, wet cheeks with all the love in the whole world.
âAhh, I forgot!â Mitsuki runs back into the office, making you two jump away from each other. âThe fuck is that in your hand, Y/N.â Mitsuki gives you a stinky side eye.
âItâs nothing!â You try to hide the green locks but Mitsuki yanks it out of your hands.
You swear your whole world crumbles for a second and you also swear you can see Izukuâs power sizzling around him, like heâs ready to fight whenever you tell him to. Eijirou rolls his eyes fondly at your shenanigans.
âYou canât wear this.â Mitsuki looks at you like youâve grown two heads. You are half a second away from crying. You are so silly sometimes. âItâs all tangled.â Mitsuki gives you a knowing smile full of fondness. âNothing a good hair mask bath canât fix.â
âOh my god, you are such a fucking troll, hag.â Katsuki rolls his eyes at his mother. âYou almost made her cry. You are not allowed to make my friends cry.â
The mother just ignores his son; sheâs on a mission.
âAlso, my friend, whoâs an amazing nail artist, is coming over to take care of those claws of yours. I was thinking about a dark pine green marble pattern with tiny bits of gold? Does that work, boy?â Mitsuki looks at Izuku which bamboozles you to no end; and if thatâs not enough of a bamboozlement for the day, Izukuâs face becomes the shade of a ripe tomato as he nods enthusiastically. Why the hell is she asking him, anyway?!
Ahh, who cares; you can wear your silly little hair extensions and match with your partner on the Hero Gala! Thatâs all that matters.
âNow shut the fuck up and change, you two! Make up and hair in ten minutes! Get your fucking shit together now, I worked so hard on your dresses, I want to see how fucking great you two look in them!â
âYes, madam.â You both mutter as you make your way towards the separated area. Mitsuki sighs.
âYou know what, Iâll just⌠Katsuki, get your ass in here and dress your friend up, will ya? Team work makes the dream work and all that fucking nonsense your father keeps telling me to say to my team to keep them in a good mood. Honestly, fucking bullshit if you ask me, just do your fucking job properly, thatâs what you are payed for.â
âJesus, you are worse than me, hag. And also, you are a liar. I remember the day when you spent the whole night making your whole team matching socks for a team building.â Katsuki laughs as he makes his way towards Izuku. âCome on, lil bro, itâs dress up time.â
âWhy do I have a feeling you enjoy this?â Izuku mutters as he strips out of his old clothing. You try your best not to salivate and follow Mitsukiâs instructions properly.
âIâm the hagâs son, of course I do. I helped with the designs too.â Katsuki admits. âWe are also working on my own clothing line with her. Itâs gonna be sick⌠and expensive.â Katsuki grins at Izuku, or at least you think he does as heâs turned around for your privacyâs sake.
âKacchan sugoi!â Izuku smiles at his best friend fondly. Katsuki just rolls his eyes.
âNever fucking change, nerd.â
âPinky promise.â Izuku shows his pinky with a cheeky smile.
âOh my god, cringe.â Says the blonde but goes along with Izukuâs shenanigans⌠then smacks him in the back of his head. âNow put that shirt on! Oi, careful⌠Jesus, like a fucking elephant in a porcelain shop.â
âSorry, sorry!â Izuku giggles, clearly having the best time of his life. You canât help but smile to yourselfâŚ. Then the smile fades.
You look into the mirror for the first time since you came into this room; the dress Mitsuki designed for you is the prettiest dress youâve ever seen in your life; itâs dark green, just like Izukuâs suit, with golden seams, the skirt is frilly and light, fun but also elegant, itâs the kind of dress you can wear with anything; put on some sneakers for a light, summery look, put on some boots to make it all edgy, put on the highest heels to make it into an elegant dress or flats for a casual smart look; its perfect for any occasion, itâs a fashion statement, itâs so full of character, itâs so full of you and your quirkiness, itâsâŚ
âPerfect.â You mumble as you try your best to not cry.
âI know. My son came up with the style. Donât tell him but I think he really likes you.â She winks at you, but Katsuki is having none of this.
âOi, shut the fuck up! Not my fault she wears her fucking heart on her sleeve. Fucking easy to read and shit.â
âUhum, if you say so.â
âI say so. Now look at this gorgeous motherfucker.â Katsuki grins as he takes a good look at Deku. Your heart decides to leave your body and jump out of the window.
Izuku looks⌠ethereal. His suit is so well fitted it makes him look almost otherworldly; it hugs his thick thighs just the right way, it shows off his lean waist, his massive arms, itâs the same dark shade of green as your dress but the material looks soft and has a blue shine to it; the same shade of greenish blue as the electric pulse that curves around his body when he gets ready for a fight. As he moves, the greenish blue becomes pinkish red, again, the color of the thick lines that appear on his skin when One For All is in ready-mode. Izukuâs dress is much more out there than yours, more colors, more detail but it works so perfectly with yours; just like in real life, Izuku is the star and you are the anchor who keeps the star in the right place; you donât even have your make up on yet but you can already see the concept here, how the differences in your attire is what will make this set work perfectly, it click just the right way, shows off your beautiful bond and makes you two look like one is nothing without the other because somehow, these two pieces of clothing just doesnât look right without the other one next to it.
âWow, Iâve never seen you in a dress.â Izuku mutters, his eyes as dark as a deep forest at night.
Well, Izuku was right when he said he needed his fill in the morning. His scorching gaze just made Katsuki blush in the background.
You clear your throat with a cheeky smile on your face while your gaze wonders over the details of Izukuâs absolutely gorgeous dress.
âHm, I might be able to change a few of our pajama parties to proper date nights.â You snicker. âI wouldnât mind seeing you like this either.â
âThey really are insufferable.â Mitsuki mutters into his boyâs ears.
âI told you so.â
You two canât even get offended at this point; theyâre just stating facts.
~â˘đĽŚâ˘~
The rest of your time at the Bakugou residence goes quick; several make up artist and hair dressers flood the office, making you all sit straight and behave just as they put their suitcases down; the boys mostly just get a little bit of concealer here and there, some powder, and in Katsukiâs case, a really tiny hint of an eyeliner to make his eyes pop in that super colorful suit of his. Izuku gets some highlighter on his cheeks, but nothing else; his unruly hair is more of a concern than his handsome little face so he spends most of his âbeauty timeâ with the purple haired hairdresser who yaps about the importance of a good conditioner for a whole hour as she tries her best to tame that beast of a mane on Izukuâs head. She uses several different conditioning sprays and plays around with every single curl, one by one, to make them shiny and bouncy. You are staring at her working , trying to remember the stuff sheâs talking about because you are quite sure that all of that sounds like gibberish to Izuku because that man doesnât care about anything but heroes, being a hero, hero suits, his friends, family and random fun facts about animals. Oh, and you.
Actually, letâs try something.
âK-san, can you please give me the names of the products you have used on Izukuâs hair? I really like his hair this way! It looks so healthy and cute!â You smile at the hairdresser with a knowing smile. She tries her best to not grin at you when she realizes your shenanigans.
Izuku stares into space for a few seconds. He looks like heâs thinking really hard about something. Then he starts aggressively typing on his phone while he stares at the haircare products in front of him.
âI ordered them.â Izuku says with a straight face. âIâll use them every time I wash my hair. Thank you for your advice, K-San.â
âYou have it bad, donât you.â She laughs as he makes Izukuâs curl bounce one more time to make sure they stay in place the whole night.
âReally bad.â Izuku admits. âNow please tell me again, which ones to use firstâŚâ Izuku starts typing maniacally as the lady tries her best to give him all the information he needs.
You look into your own mirror and almost fall of your chair; you look incredible. Absolutely, ridiculously incredible. The mask treatment Mitsuki gave to your âdeku strandsâ did wonders; the few streaks of pine green give your whole look a pop and as the strands had been curled together with your natural hair, the color looks elegant instead of edgy or geeky, unlike the last time youâve worn them. Your make up also has a little hint of dark green around the outer edges of your lids, but only a teeny tiny hint; your make up looks elegant but also full of character and fits your natural skin and eye color so well you kind of want to cry from how otherworldly beautiful it is. The lighter parts of your make up are full of glitter, so needless to say you feel like a model straight out of a glam magazine.
You donât have too much time to stare at yourself in the mirror though; the nail artist is ready for action and waiting for you to sit down by the desk on the other end to get your nails started. Izuku makes an audible gulp as you swish past him in your frilly dress, your hair flowing behind you as you skip forward, clearly full of confidence. When Izuku looks into your eyes, there is a proud, mesmerized smile on his face. âYou look beautifulâ he mouths without saying the words out loud and you melt into a puddle of goo.
You canât believe you are just about to walk down the red carpet with Deku tonight.
Things are going to be so different once the cameras start rolling; there wonât be a single person in whole Japan who wonât know your name. There wonât be a single person who wonât know who you belong to. Youâll become a target of good things but also of bad ones and your relationship wonât be only yours anymore; people will talk, people will wonder about everything, there will be gossips, there will be talks about you not being good enough but you know that nothing in the whole wide world can make you question Izukuâs love for you, nothing can make you take a double take if you are good enough because no one knows this man as well as you do, no one knows his secrets, his quirky little habits and most and foremost, no one else knows how Izuku looks like when he looks at you in your silly Deku-themed pajamas with your hair up in a messy bun, with no make up or anything; no one knows that smitten look on his face and no one ever will. Youâve been through so much together yet your love never faltered. Youâve both seen each other in your worst, yet you still look at the other like youâre the most beautiful creature in the whole wide world. People might think Izuku deserves better but those people donât know that Deku doesnât want better; Izuku wants nothing but a person whoâs arms feel like home, a person who he loves and can relate to; no one knows that Izuku was born quirkless and that talking to you is easier for him than talking to any of the heroes who were born with a silver spoon in their mouths. So yeah, they can talk whatever they want, but they will never know the full story here. Villains can try to make you their target but with all your new hero friends, targeting you will only make them get caught quicker as youâll have several heroes other than Deku behind your back, every day and every night.
You and Izukuâs relationship is unbreakable now; so while a lot of things will change and youâll definitely need to get used to not being able to go anywhere alone, itâs something you can live with if it means you can keep living your dream with him.
You are ready to make the next step in your relationship; hell, you are genuinely excited to deepen your bond and become an official part of his life after all the shit you two had to go through in the last few months.
Ahh, you canât believe you will be known as Dekuâs partner. This is a dream. An actual fucking dream. Your fangirl self is having a meltdown, a positive kind, if thatâs even a thing. Now it is. You just made it into a thing.
You look at the love of your life with a true, big smile on your face; Izuku gives you the same lovesick look as he always does.
âI canât wait to marry youâ is what you mutter to yourself as you slowly look away from Izuku to concentrate on your nails getting done. As your nails get prettier and prettier you promise yourself to take a better care of your nails once you get engaged to Izuku; you canât wear Izukuâs heart on an unkept finger, can you?
Well, Izuku would say yes, you can.
Hell, Izuku would be proud of that ring on your finger even if youâd bite them until their bleed.
You are so lucky to have him, goddamn.
How did we end up on this topic again?!
~â˘đĽŚâ˘~
âAre you ready, Sweets?â Izuku looks at you as the limousine (donât⌠even⌠ask.) turns into the massive parking space of the venue. You both look absolutely stunning. Honestly, when you were both done, you couldnât believe how perfect you two looked together. âI absolutely adore the green in your hair, have I told you that?â
âShall I ask Kirishima to make it permanent?â You tease your boyfriend, trying your best to burn some of your anxiety by joking around with him.
âMaybe not Kirishima, but a professional hairdresser⌠but yeah, Iâd like that.â
âIâll see.â
âYou ready?â Izuku repeats his question from earlier.
You nod.
âIâm always ready, when it comes to you.â You smile as you leave a tiny kiss on your boyfriendâs soft lips.
âLetâs see what youâll think about that once I open this door.â Izuku grins as he pushes the door out.
Kaminari: Our meeting point is at the artificial beach resort in the centre of the city! Bring your swimsuits!
⌠Deku is typingâŚ
Bakugou changed the name of the group chat: stupid extras meet up
Bakugou: Deku canât swim right now you idiot
Kirishima changed the name of the group chat: Class A meetup!
Kaminari: No need to swim, we are just going to have a meal in the restaurant by the âseaâ!
Iida: With all due respect, why do we need a fake beach when we have real ones?
Yao Momo: Thatâs a great question, Iida-kun!
Mineta: Easy answer; why the hell not?!
Bakugou: Who the fuck invited this perverted nutcase?!
Mineta: Well, thank you for your warm welcome, Iâve changed a lot since high school, you know. I am in a long-term relationship!
Bakugou: with your hand?
Kaminari: Iâm crying lol
Sero: Good one, Blasty!
Todoroki: Why would he date his own hand?
Kaminari: Stop, Iâm suffocating
Shinsou: Please, keep going
âŚ. Deku is typingâŚ
Kaminari: Mean!!!!
Shouji: Hello, Iâm really happy to see you guys again! Kouda is coming too heâs just too shy to type into the chat!
Aoyama: Iâm bringing cheese! đ§ I canât wait to see Dekuâs nipples twinkling! â¨
Deku: Uhm⌠okay, yeah, Iâll make sure⌠to keep twinkling?
Kaminari: Also! Dekuâs girlfriend is coming too!
Ashido: Duh! Wouldnât be a real party without her!
Bakugou added Camie into the group chat
Camie: Midobabe, you're like, totally the sickest, no cap, 100% vibes, fr fr! Bruh, Iâm like so pumped to link up with yâall, itâs gonna be litttttt!
Todoroki: I wasnât about to wear a cap so thatâs fine with me! Iâm not sure about linking myself together with everyone, seems a little bit personal? And what is lit? Are we making a campfire?
⌠Deku is typingâŚ
Bakugou: Iâll translate. Deku, you are super cool. Iâm happy to see you guys, itâs gonna be awesome.
Camie: Thatâs the vibe! Youâre my guy!
Bakugou: See you at the spot, bro!
Camie: Yeah, bro!
Kaminari: what the actual fuck, Bakugou?!
Eijirou: Katsuki is so talented, isnât he? He can even speak this language!
Bakugou: Iâve told you already, itâs not a language, itâs slang!
Eijirou: No way that sorcery is in my mother tongue.
Todoroki: Iâm interested in learning her way of speech. Itâs fascinating!
Yaomomo: Please, donât.
Camie: Iâll hit you with the knowledge, for real!
Todoroki: Much obliged! I remember some bits from the time we hung out! So⌠I'm so ready to level up, fam! Why do you hate caps, though?
⌠Deku is typingâŚ
Bakugou: Okay, shut the fuck up, all of you, Deku has been trying to type for an hour.
Deku: Uhm⌠Iâm on my way with Sweets! See you guys there!
~â˘đĽŚâ˘~
âThe man of the hour!â Kaminari yells out loud as you two come through a back door thatâs decorated with a massive âreserved for private event!â sign.
âYo, you're lookin' fire AF, like literally melting the whole place down." Camie, who was sprawled out on both Eijirouâs and Katsukiâs lap just a second ago (???!) jumps up into a sitting position. She scans you with her eyes, then smiles at you approvingly. âYour girlâs looking straight up slaying, like mad fine!"
âUhm, thank you?â Youâve been with this group for 5 seconds and your whole face is already on fire. Great start.
âAhh, let me introduce myself.â A massive guy with several arms and eyes on his body stands up and comes closer with a smaller person in tow.
âI am Shouji. This is my friend and old classmate Koda.â
âHi.â He mumbles, as he stares at the floor; it looks like some kind of glass tile filled with actual sand. Itâs quite cool.
âIâm so glad to meet you two! Youâve done so much for the society! I remember seeing a a few posters of you two around town! Youâve had some amazing projects!â
âAhh, thank you.â Shouji speaks up for them both, then they go back to their place.
âHeyyy, whatâs up?â Camie clings to your arms just as you sit down. âIâm Camie, your favorite blonde with all the vibes. Catch me vibinâ and keepin' it real!"
âHello, nice to meet you too!â You mutter back.
Then you spot him; the man of your nightmares⌠Grape Juice.
âLucky you are Izukuâs babe, I would snatch you in a heartbeat.â
You donât need to react. Izuku does it for you.
Mineta gets thrown into the artificial ocean with the help of black whip.
âI did not want to do that. Iâm so sorry, Mineta!â Izuku yells after the poor guy floating on the top of the water. No one really cares enough to get him out of there.
âMe and who?â Camie adds with a sigh.
âGood, now he can cool the fuck down.â Katsuki mutters as finally the group concentrates on Izuku, the reason of this sudden meet up.
âOh, youâll definitely be invited for a photoshoot with Vogue in the next few weeks. Hell damn, my face is melting off just from looking at you.â Mina adds with a proud little smile. âItâs so good to see you alive and well, Izuku.â
The mood shifts and the background chatter dies. Itâs such a quick change, but somehow no one looks flustered by it; these people have been through a fucking war and they also fight for their lives every day hence they are capable to adapt extremely quickly to new situation. Honestly, itâs a little bit sad but you also feel so much respect for these people who can just roll with the punches and change up their whole plan in a matter of a milisecond if itâs needed.
This makes you remember one of the most eerie interviews youâve ever seen; the one with Hawks, right after the war.
âWe were nothing but war machines before the big war. Now we are broken pieces trying to find our way back to normalcy. Iâve served this country since I was a kid. Itâs time for me to live out the childhood Iâve missed out on. Life is too short. Way too short. I donât want to live my whole life wondering about the what ifs.â
That interview lived rent free in your head for months. Maybe it still lives in your head right now, maybe his quiet words were the reason why you jumped into the unknown when Kyoka told you about this flatmate deal; because life is too short to wonder about the what ifs. Sometimes, you need to be a kid to be able to cope as an adult.
âIt has been⌠so long. Too long.â Ochako looks at Izuku like sheâd seen a ghost, probably going through those memories she suppressed since the accident.
~â˘đĽŚâ˘~
The day of âthe fallâ
Ochako was in another district when Izuku was defeated. Sheâll forever hate herself for asking for a different district around that time; she was fed up with doing the same thing over and over again so she decided to move out of the main city for a few weeks to clear her mind.
Being a hero⌠comes with a lot of responsibility; and sometimes, humans crumble under that weight, even if they are not in the top three.
She still remembers the cries; the common folk in the small city staring at their phones or at the TV screens in the electric shops, crying, screaming, begging their god to let the young man live another day, another hour or even another minute.
Ochako should have been there. Fuck, she would have been there if sheâs not on the other side of Japan. She could have stopped the rumble from suffocating his friend, hell, she could have stopped the villains before they got to their number one!
Sheâll never tell Izuku about this. Sheâll never tell Izuku how those few hours were the darkest few hours of her life. Sheâll never tell Izuku she was ready to go after him and take him back to the land of living if needed. Sheâll never tell Izuku any of that, because Izuku would cry for her, apologize to her for causing trouble instead of realizing how much his sole existence meant to her and to everyone else who lives in this country. Izuku will never truly understand his own worth, but thatâs kind of whatâs so precious about him.
Ochako went home with the first train. No one asked her questions because it was all on her face; the pain, the guilt, the desperation, the need to help, to redeem herself by taking as much weight as she can from Katsuki and Eijirouâs shoulders. When she arrived at Izukuâs agency, she was met with a bunch of tear streaked faces; staff, other heroes and most and foremost, the whole of class A.
âFor Izuku.â Iidaâs voice was stern as he shouted out to the group.
âFor Izuku!â They all shouted back, in unision.
Ochako joined.
~â˘đĽŚâ˘~
âYeah, it still doesnât feel real, you know. I thought Iâm a goner. I thought Iâll never be able to save people again.â Izuku confesses. âWhen I was struck down, all I could think of was you guys, though. And Sweets. And my mum. All Might. All I could think about was my friends and my family, how much pain I just inflicted on them, how hard it will be for them to move on. But also, it made me realize how loved I am. How many friends I have. How⌠I am not the old âDekuâ anymore. My name comes with a responsibility now. I am not just a flick of dust on my motherâs shelf. So I fought with Death itself. I fought and I won. It took me a while to find my old self again, but⌠here I am. Thank you, guys.â
âYou know, I was never really worried for you.â Todoroki adds with a smile on his face. âYou are Deku. There is nothing you canât do. The same goes for Katsuki. You two are my symbols of peace and victory.â
âAmen!â Camie takes a big sip of her wine. âThatâs my dude!â
âSorry, Camie, Iâm in a serious relationship with Yaomomo.â
âItâs just a phrase, dude, take a chill pill!â
âI donât need a pill to get chill.â Todoroki shows his half frozen arm to make sure the blonde girl understands. Camie rolls down to the floor, laughing.
âAhh, I canât with all the lolz! Youâre mad hilarious!â
Izuku takes a big sip of the alcoholic beverage he just got from Kaminari. Maybe that will help him decide if he wants to cry or laugh right now.
~â˘đĽŚâ˘~
âDenki, you are awfully silent today.â You nudge the blond with your legs.
âItâs just⌠we never really talked about this, you know? That day. We talked about his injuries after he got better, we talked about his mental health, but never about that day. IâŚâ Denkiâs voice shakes and the room gets silent. âI froze that day. In the middle of the fight. It went something like thatâŚ.â
~â˘âĄď¸â˘~
Kaminari was fighting on the sidelines with Shinsou; it was nothing but a few, relative weak mates of the main gang who were fighting with Deku.
Easy-peasy it was.
Until, it was not.
âThe number one is down, the villain is on the loose, fuck, we are loosing them!â Comes the voice of a guy in the headquarters.
Kaminari saw white. And red. Then white again. The world spun.
This is not real, this is notâŚ
âI canât see anything from the dust! The building is down!â
âAnyone has eyes on Deku?!â
âI think heâs under the building!â
âThe kid⌠I have the kid!â A young voice cried into the microphone. âHe saved the kid, heâŚâ
âDynamight, do you have eyes on the target? Dynamight! Any intel on the area?â
âDynamight is out of combat.â That was Eijirou. He sounded shaken up. Heâll never forget that voice. âDeku⌠Deku is our main priority!â
âBut the villainâŚâ
âI donât give a single flying fuck right now!â Kaminari heard the sound of the rumble being thrown around haphazardly. âIzuku is dying under the fucking rumble! We need to save him!â
âRed RiotâŚâ
âRed Riot is out.â After a loud screeching sound there was silence. Kaminariâs knees hit the floor.
âKaminari⌠fuckâs sake, KAMINARI!â Someone yelled. It was a deep, usually soothing sound⌠oh⌠Hitoshi. âDenki, wake the fuck up, they are about to arrive! We need to fight!â
A sound of a slap. Pain. A stern voice. Silence.
âWhy?â Kaminari asked.
âFor Deku.â The voice wavered. Kaminari opened his eyes. There were tears. His own and⌠Hitoshiâs.
For the first time since they lived together⌠Kaminari saw Hitoshi crying.
âFor Deku.â
~â˘âĄď¸â˘~
âJesus, my dude, I thought this is a celebration, not a fucking commemoration.â Hawks (OHMYFUCKINGGOD?!) rolls in in a fancy golden suit which is somehow gorgeous and disgusting at the same time.
âHey there, my friend!â Tokoyami, whoâs been sitting in the furthest corner, perks up at the sight. Oh, you completely missed him when you walked in. How the hell did you miss a guy with a bird head?!
âArenât you a bit old for this suit?â Katsuki grins up at the new addition to the reunion.
âAhh, I age like wine, blondie. Also, I do whatever the fuck I want now.â
âBONJOUR! Iâm late!â Aoyama waltzes in with a massive plate of cheese. You have to hide your eyes from all the twinkling as the light catches on his glittery suit.
âWhen are you not?â Katsuki grumbles with a pout.
âAhh, come on now, have some cheese!â Katsuki gets force-fed a piece of cheese. Aoyamaâs face explodes just a second later. âHm. Smoked cheese, IZUKU! Try it!â Aoyama taps his hair a few times to make sure his fabulous mane did not catch on fire then moves towards your partner to pop a piece of the melted cheese into his mouth. âYou have one too, honeybun, you look hungry.â
The cheese⌠tastes nice. A bit warm with a hint of⌠caramel? Uhm. What the fuck is happening right now?
âWell, please donât mind me asking but⌠you need a third in your bed? Iâm quite versatile.â Aoyama stares at Izukuâs chest, completely unashamed.
âTry to say that to his face instead of staring at the poor guyâs nipples, maybe that will work?â Kaminari pipes in, looking a little bit less pale now.
âImpossible, Monsieur.â Aoyama sighs. âCan I touch?â
âHell fucking no.â
Oops. That just came out. You get a proud smile from Katsuki.
âOh, excuse moaaaah. Iâll sit down now. Silly me.â Aoyama giggles as he takes a seat next to a completely wet Mineta who somehow got out of the water.
âThatâs sexual harassment, dude. Not good.â He mutters to the twinkling blond. Katsuki laughs.
âWow, Iâve never thought Iâll hear this from the fucker.â
âHe did try to flirt with Y/N though, donât give him too much credit.â Eijirou adds with a protective glance towards you.
âHey, I just stated facts!â
âFair point, sheâs a real babe, isnât she?â Hawks teases but he looses his footing as black whip crawls around his legs. âAlright, alright, calm down, lover boy!â
âI canât help it.â Izuku confesses. âIf itâs not me, itâs the other wielders. Sometimes I wonder if they love her just as much as I do.â
âYour lady has her own harem in your head, how lucky!â Mineta looks at you with pure respect.
âInteresting.â Todoroki mutters with a straight face.
âNow are we getting a fashion show, Deku, or did I come here for nothing?â The empty space next to Katsuki speaks up⌠and everyone gawks at it.
âSTOP SHOWING UP TO EVERYTHING NAKED YOU FUCKING WEIRDO!â Katsuki throws his blazer on the giggling hero.
âHagakure-san, your modesty! Think about your modesty!â Iidaâs arms move up and down then right to left; he looks like heâs trying to make some kind of weird robot dance which Camie is quick to point out right away.
âTooru, we talked about this.â Ojiro, whose tail is being played by Kaminari sighs. âYou said you are going to be late.â
âI was late! 1 minute late!â Hagakure snickers as Yaomomo makes some clothing for her.
âYou guys have changed⌠for the worse.â Izuku smiles at his friends, absolutely not surprised.
Just as he manages to finish the sentence, Tsuyu-chanâs tongue darts out towards the fake sea and comes back with some⌠seaweed?
âTsuyu-Chan, not again!â
The seaweed plops on the top of the table. The sound is disgusting.
At the same time, the door opens to Tamaki and Mirio.
âWrong timing?â The louder one of the pair grins as they make their way towards the table. âNejire is in Thailand but she sends her regards!â
âI name him Pierre.â Aoyama smiles at the green haired hero.
âI will take Pierre for my next fight. Thank you for your service, Tsuyu-Chan.â Tamaki plops the wet, slimy thing into his suit pocket. It makes a squishy sound as it gets tucked in.
There is silence once again.
âY'all are a bit cringe , but honestly, it's lowkey iconic." Camie stares at the group of friends with a straight face.
âPeriod.â Kaminari smirks, proud of his companions.
âIf someone needs lady towels, Yaomomo can make some.â
âHoney, thatâs notâŚâ
âDudeâŚâ
âWhat? Periods are normal. I can also help with the cramps.â Todoroki adds proudly, showing off his hot side.
âCan you fucking stop being a walking green flag? Itâs super annoying.â Sero mutters under his breath.
âDo I look green to you?â
âFUCKS SAKE!â
âIâm ordering another round of drinks.â Eijirou stands up and makes his way towards the bar.
âBring some shots, too!â Mina chimes in as he takes a good look at the brain dead bunch.
âTwo for me. Dark shadow is thirsty.â
âYou can have mine, Dark shadow!â Kouda gives his drink to the creature who barely peaks out under Tokoyamiâs jacket. Dark shadow purrs.
âSorry to interrupt but if I remember right, Dark shadow doesnât like light, so⌠can we dim the fake sun a bit so he can join us?â You mutter, your whole face red because⌠well⌠you have ulterior motives.
âYou want to pet him, donât you.â Katsuki grins at you.
âDuh.â Izuku mutters into your hair as he leaves a tiny kiss on the top of your head, grinning back at his best friend while doing so. Or at least, you think. You canât actually see it.
âReady for the night mode?â The bartender chimes in and everyone cheers.
You manage to pet dark shadow. This is the best day of your life. Youâve also learnt that Tokoyami likes My Chemical romance, flying through the sky during blood moon and also likes gothic fashion accessories. Kyouka invited you both to her next moon watching party. She said sheâll play the âgood old EMO tunesâ on her guitar for Tokoyami if he comes. Tokoyami said heâll bring his own guitar so she can play her favorite; the bass. Then the moon watching ended up with the old class A band deciding to make a surprise concert in the big park before doing the moon watching party.
Hell, you love your life.
~â˘đĽŚâ˘~
âCome on, little chicks, time to go home!â Hawks smiles at the group of half asleep people. âTokoyami-kun, mind getting Mineta off the ceiling?â
Tonight was fun. Some people had a bit more to drink than they can handle, while some stayed completely sober; then there are a few people who had just enough to feel the buzz but not enough to make them incapable to work the next day.
You take a good look at your table; Katsuki, funnily enough, is one of the people who went a bit past their limit, but you are quite sure no one but you, Eijirou and Deku would be able to spot the difference in his behavior. Heâs still his grumpy, old self, but his body leans towards Eijirou and is more approachable than usual, then sometimes, he smiles to himself like heâs actually happy to be with his friends once again. His cheeks are flush in an adorable way and his ears have a slight tint of pink as well.
Kyouka and Mina are utterly wasted. Kyouka is sprawled out in your lap right now, like sheâs trying to make up for all the time you guys couldnât meet up due to her being on a mission abroad. Mina is busy bugging Eijirou about some silly gossip sheâd heard about someone on their team; her words are slurred, her motions clumsy but Eijirou, whoâs slightly buzzed right now, enjoys the word vomit and the slight, friendly touches for his old crush from middle school.
âIt was really short-lived but really precious. Iâm glad Iâve never told her about my feelings. I would have hated to lose her as a friend.â Eijirou once said during one of your evening meet ups. You get that.
Needless to say, Mineta and Aoyama are also wasted, if Mineta hanging from the ceiling wasnât a good enough of a hint, Koda, Shouji, Tokoyami, Yaomomo, Todoroki and Asui had one long drink and one shot with the team but stayed on the good side otherwise, Sero and Kaminari are wasted as usual with a buzzed and grumpy Hitoshi in their ass, Mirio and Tamaki look relatively well, both trying to help with getting everyone home safe even though Tamaki has a slight wobbliness to him. Camie left a few hours ago for another party. You have no idea how she has so much energy.
Ochako, Izuku and you are⌠well, probably in the buzzed state, Izuku slowly moving into the âteam of the doomedâ as we speak. Apparently, Sato canât get drunk properly as alcoholic drinks have a lot of sugar in them and they only make him stronger and more vigilant. So basically, he gets a massive headache the next day but doesnât get the negative effects of the alcohol thanks to his quirk. Fascinating.
âIâm surprised you are not shit drunk.â Katsuki mutters under his nose as he stares towards Hawks.
âIâve changed a lot in the last few years. I still like the freedom and I still do whatever I want but⌠Iâm kinda ready to just⌠settle, you know.â Hawks gives Katsuki a sad smile. âIâve been controlled my whole life, I donât want anyone nor anything to control me anymore. Alcohol makes me loose control.â
âI get that.â Katsuki slurs as Eijirou tries to give him a piggy back ride. âBut donât forget that when it comes to people⌠some of them deserve to have some control over you. Sometimes⌠giving the control to someone else for a few hours⌠takes some weight off your shoulders. Makes you feel⌠happy and stress-free.â Katsuki hides his face in Eijirouâs broad shoulders, already half-asleep. There is a weird kinda pain etched into Hawksâs face as he tries his best to answer.
Loneliness.
âI hope that one day, Iâll be able to understand what you just said.â He admits. âAlso, your friend Mirko told me to say hi to you. She canât wait to see you on the hero Gala this year.â
âHuh, I love that bitch.â Katsuki mutters into Eijirouâs back. âShe should come over for my killer carrot cake.â
âSheâd love that. See you next month, yeah? Wear something funky. Itâs gonna be a big day for all of us.â Hawks smiles with a little more life in his eyes.
âIâll wear fucking pink. I swear.â
âNO FUCKING WAY.â Mina yells as he stumbles towards the door.
âWait and see, bitch.â
âIs everyone a bitch to you right now?â You giggle as you take in Katsukiâs disheveled appearance.
âShut your mouth, Sweetloader.â
âOi!â Deku suddenly stands up from his chair, wobbling a bit as he does so. âWait, Sweetloader?â
âI mean, freeloader. Fuck, Iâm drunk. Ei, take me home. I want to bake chocolate cookies.â
âYou are not baking cookies at this state.â Eijirou laughs but makes his way towards the exit with him. âI did hide some from your last batch, knowing youâll want to eat some, though.â
âI want to marry you.â
âI already said yes to that.â
âTrue. Hell yeah.â
The room erupts in laughter. Then slowly, everyone makes their way home.
âIâm so happy, Sweets.â Izuku mutters on the way home.
âYour friends are amazing.â You smile at your partner; once again, everything feels right and you canât help but be giddy about it.
Life might give you a lot of hardships, but eventually, the good comes. It never rains forever.
âThey are your friends too.â Izuku takes your phone out of your pocket to show you the several new messages in your phone. You are about to cry.
âWow, they all messaged me! Look, even Camie did! Oh⌠I canât understand what it says but her selfie is cute!â
âNot as cute as you are.â
âOh, shush, you drunkard.â You giggle as you open your door, dragging the hero into his bathroom to force him to brush his teeth. Izuku turns around by the sink and puts his hands on your middle as he pulls you closer to hide his face in his favorite spot in your neck.
âI love when you manhandle me like that.â
Butterflies. Fucking butterflies.
âI donât, my back hurts! You need to give me a back massage first thing in the morning. Or early afternoon, depending on how you are feeling.â You look at him with a grumpy pout; he kisses it off your face.
âThe next hero gala is⌠in three months.â Izuku adds, suddenly looking as sober as ever.
âYeah?â
âI want you to come with me. As my girlfriend.â
The bathroom is spinning. Is this what you think it is? Is thisâŚ
âYou want me to⌠be there? On the red carpet? Make it⌠official?â
âIâve hid you from the world for long enough. Did a really shitty job at that as well. Itâs time for the world to know, Dekuâs heart is taken.â
You canât help the tears escaping your eyes.
âYou mean that?â You ask, not sure itâs not just his drunk, emotional self talking right now.
âI already talked to Auntie about it. Sheâs happy to make our dresses so we match. Ahh, and sheâs also making my dress for that Vogue photoshoot. I asked for a sheer shirt.â Izuku grins at your red face. This is too much. Just too much.
âIâm going to sleep. I cannot.â
âBrush your teeth first, you smell like booze!â
âSo do you!â
Needless to say, youâll buy three of that magazine issue when it finally comes out. One for your massive collection of Deku memorabilia, one for the living room, one for your bedroom and one to put up in a frame in a genkan for everyone to see.
Life is great. Oh hell, life is amazing.
⌠Next Chapter!
Potato ramble:
- Iâm so sorry for being late, life has been as bad as always and I just wasnât in the right mental space to post. But Iâm relatively okay so donât worry, this story will be finished soon! Well, if I ever stop writing more and more chapters⌠26 was supposed to be the last chapter, now Iâm writing the 29th which DEFINITELY WILL BE THE LAST CHAPTER! đ Then the KiriBaku extra will be the 30th, extra chapter. Unless I decide to write 500 other extra chapters because I canât shut the hell up when it comes to this AU.
- I hope my little âfan artâ made your day a bit. Itâs my favorite art Iâve ever made! Heâs so cute đđ Even though heâs not the number one right now in the story so I fucked that up but letâs ignore that bit yeah haha
- Camie cracks me up. I absolutely loved writing her. Also, what the hell is this language, frfr no cap
- Todoroki is me in real life by the way. There was this one time when my friend came over to help me put my curtains up after I washed them and I told everyone at work about it but apparently I phrased it in a way that in slang means he did the cheeky with me and my asshole friends/colleagues decided to not tell me about it until 3 months later. The funniest part was that my friend also works at the same place so they all told him what I said but the asshole also kept silent about it because he had the best time of his life making fun of me. I hate young people. (No, I donât.)
- Iâll be honest, this chapter is one of my favorites Iâve ever written. I donât know why, probably because I can relate a lot to the random topic changes and as someone whoâs been through hell in the last 3 years I can tell you that broken people do tend to jump between being all funny and crying 5 mins later then jump back to being funny because thatâs literally what I do on a daily basis. So this chapter is really⌠a bit like me. All over the place but lovable if you give it a chance to understand it. Wow, Kit, so deep.
- Iâll shut up now, please let me know what you think!
Summary: Y/N spends the night in Izukuâs office. Then Izuku gets a parcel and goes berserk. Well, life is too short to not get your nipples pierced, right?!
(Please, donât get your nipples pierced unless you genuinely feel like you want them. - Kit)
Warnings: Mentions of the cheeky thanks to Reader, big ass needles, two of them. Swear words. Bakugou and Deku holding hands?! WHAT IS THIS SHENANIGAN
Izuku is completely back in business nowâŚ. Which is lovely, really⌠but you really miss having him around all day; drawing without him judging every single shade of yellow in All Mightâs costume is just way too boring.
âWhen are you coming home?â You moan into the phone, as you stare at your boyfriend through the screen because of course you are video calling, even though youâve seen each other just a few hours ago.
âWell, Iâll be really late todayâŚâ Izuku mumbles as he shoves the rest of his bento into his mouth. There is something really cute about the way he speaks with his mouth full, his two cheeks poking out like a little hamsterâs as he tries to make a sentence. Itâs disgusting and also⌠really domestic.
âStop talking with food in your mouth, you fucking weirdo!â Katsuki yells in the background, his mouth also full with food by the sound of it. Eijirou giggles somewhere. Izuku rolls his eyes.
âBut⌠Iâm on holiday from tomorrow!â He smiles cheekily as you gawk at him.
âWhat?!â
âHey, it was supposed to be a surprise! But you looked so sad I had to tell you now!â
âYou are not leaving until your paperwork is done.â Katsuki sits down next to Izuku like he belongs there. Sometimes it feels like Izuku and Katsuki are a package deal and you are actually dating them both. Katsuki does not understand the word âprivacyâ. Also, Eijirou and Katsuki also comes as a package deal. So now you have a handsome, massive redhead staring at your tired face as well. Great. âMy secretary has been bugging me for two weeks because you jump out of the window every time she knocks.
âI hate paperwork.â Izuku mutters.
âNo, you donât.â Itâs Katsukiâs turn to roll his eyes now. âYou love paperwork too much and you end up word-vomiting for hours and hours until the sun comes up the next day, but every time you do that your Sweets yells at you hence you hate doing them now.â
âWow. You really do know me well.â Izuku looks at Katsuki with such wonder you almost get jealous. Then a lightbulb switches on in your brain.
âActually, Iâm kinda bored being at home.â You admit sheepishly. âMind if I come over and do my work in your office? I really-really need to get out of here. I donât mind sleeping on the office sofa tonight.â You sigh, utterly bored out of your mind.
âAs you two like to live in each otherâs fucking asshole twenty four seven, I guess the small size of the sofa wonât be a problem.â Katsuki gives Izuku a shit eating grin. Izuku gives him a side eye.
âKeep teasing me and your new cleaner will surely be traumatized when she sees the naughty state of YOUR office sofaâŚâ Izuku keeps the eye contact with him, fired up, and he doesnât even flinch when Katsuki smacks him on the head.
âDo anything inappropriate in my office and you are both dead. Iâm really good at torturing, you know. Too good, actually.â Katsuki looks feral so you decide to step in before these two boys kill each other.
âOkay Katsuki, I get it, no doing the cheeky in the office, can I fucking come or not?!â You yell, half standing already. You are so ready to get out of this flatâŚ
⌠so in an hour, you end up on Izukuâs office sofa. The sun goes down, the sound of the other heroes and staff members disappear.
Izuku is a different person here, in his personal workspace, illuminated by the shine of the moon and the artificial light coming from his laptop. He sits by the window and types and types and types, small wrinkles appearing on his forehead as he tries to recall every single detail of his last fight. He looks tired, fed up with the words, with all those minuscule details, but still, there is a weird happiness in his posture, like he knows that the reason heâs even able to be annoyed and fed up with this is a blessing; he could still be quirkless, he could have died when he was only 15, in the war that took so many, he could have died just a few months ago during that attack that ended his career for a while, yet here he is, tired and angry, angry at words instead of being angry at himself for not being good enough to make it as a hero. As tiring as it is, this is everything Izuku had ever wanted; being a hero and being someoneâs number one. He is both, right now in this office thatâs a bit too cold for it to be comfortable yet somehow his heart is warm, his soul content.
You should freak out by the fact how much you know this man in front of you; how a single glance can tell you a book worth of tales about how the other feels, how you can tell Izuku is thirsty from the way he keeps licking his lips and looking sideways, staring at the empty cup with want, how you can tell Izuku wants nothing but to be over with this so he can cuddle up next to you and exchange soft kisses until your tiny, content gasps became soft snores, how he craves to be with you right now but the fact that you are even in the same room as he fills him with so much joy he can barely contain itâŚ
You smile to yourself under the comfy blanket Izuku has given you; you look like a sack of potatoes but a really cute one at that. You take a deep breath and push yourself up to refill that wretched cup before Izuku passes out of dehydration.
The office is silent; there is no music playing, no background noise, only some cars speeding past once in a while but somehow the silence isnât uncomfortable; it feels right, like you are meant to be here, right by your loverâs side as he works into the night, clearly far away from the end of it. You could take your iPad out and draw; you could finish that silly fanfiction you started about pro hero Deku being your roommate but this silence is gold and you donât want to ruin it by letting your mind go somewhere else instead of living in this moment, in this peace, in this perfect silence that makes you want to kneel down and put a ring on his finger, right here, right now, while his tired face is illuminated by that stupid blue light coming from his work laptop.
He is the one. Youâve never been more sure of anything. He is the person youâll marry one day. He is the person youâll drink tea with once you both get too old to do anything else with your spare time. Itâs his hand youâll take when the most important person comes for you to take you to heaven, hand in hand, fingers interlaced.
Youâll never touch another hand this way. Nothing will ever feel so right than being his second half.
Izuku drinks the water in one go. He doesnât say thank you, doesnât say anything, hell, he doesnât even look at you as he stands up from his chair and makes his way to the sofa.
Normally, you would ask whatâs wrong, but⌠you know him well enough to know there is nothing wrong at all, itâs quite the opposite; Izuku is as comfortable as he can be, heâs happy and sated albeit a little tired and probably has a plan to make this night even better.
Izuku pulls the sofa without a single word; it opens up into a small, cozy double bed. He shuts down his laptop and pulls out several other blankets and pillows from the in-built dresser on the side. He cuddles into the far corner of the sofa, one hand propped up on the arm, opens his phone and keeps typing. You stand in the middle of the room, a little bit disoriented from all the sudden movement, but after a few seconds you smile to yourself as you crawl into your perfect boyfriendâs arm, head resting on those solid but surprisingly comfortable pecks you love so much. You cover the both of you with the blankets, you snuggle into him like a baby koala and you both make a contented sigh, right at the same time.
You stay silent for a few more minutes, or maybe hours, you are not really sure but at one point, you canât keep all these bubbling feelings inside and you explode; the words come out without a filter and while you probably should feel a little bit ashamed for not being able to contain yourself, in reality, saying it out wasnât even necessary as your touch, the way you smile, the way your whole face lights up when you are with him says it all anyway; every day, every hour, every minute itâs written your face, your want, your dream, your plansâŚ
You are just stating the obvious.
âI canât wait to marry you, Izuku.â You mumble with zero shame, half asleep in those hard working, warm arms. âHaving you is already a dream but Iâm selfish. I want to be called the same name as you are. I want to become a part of you in every single way. I want to gnaw a heart shaped hole into your soul and make sure no one else but me can fit in it.â
Izuku doesnât say anything. He keeps typing, with this stupid, lovesick smile on his face, a knowing, secretive smile that means no good but really, itâs probably something really fucking good because this man can not do anything wrong anymore when it comes to you, so you know whatever is in his head right now, whatever heâs hiding, it will all make sense eventually and will make butterflies erupt in your chest when the right time comes.
Izuku did not have to say a single word for you to know he feels the same way. Itâs all written on his face and in the way his one arm tightens around you possessively.
âOnce I feel worthy enough⌠Iâll make your dream come true.â He puts his phone down for a second to press his forehead into yours. âIâll make you the happiest woman in this whole wide world.â
âYou canât.â You state confidently. âYou canât, because I already am.â You mumble as you close your eyes and drift off from all the warmth, in and out.
Izuku leaves a big smooch on your forehead then leans on the arm of the sofa once again.
âGood night, Sweets.â
The world becomes dark, but not uncomfortably so; because you know that even in the darkness, there is an arm around your waist, leading you towards a new kind of happiness you canât even phantom yet.
As boring as today was, youâll never forget this day; because today is the day when it finally clicks that youâve made it to the right path; there is no right nor wrong from here, just one single road with no obstacles, a straight line leading to paradise⌠this moment, right here, right now⌠is what you can truly call âhomeâ.
~â˘đĽŚâ˘~
A few days later
âIzuku, what is this parcel and why are you shaking like a leaf?!â You gawk at your boyfriend whoâs sitting on the floor right now, half fucking naked, in his favorite pajama pants - obviously All Might themed and super soft to the touch - clawing at the small parcel with utter joy and some weird ⌠joyous anxiety. If thatâs even a thing. Apparently, it is.
âOh, youâll love this.â Izuku beams, then becomes downright lethargic. âAt least I hope. I kinda got carried away already, it will break my heart if you donât allow me to do this.â
You canât help but laugh.
âIzu, Iâm not your mother⌠does your mother know?â You ask with utter entertainment in your voice.
âMy mom⌠would not allow it.â Izuku blushes like a child whoâs been caught in the middle of a cheeky act. âSheâll need to deal with it.â
âIs this your first time rebelling against her?â
You giggle. Oh my god, Izuku is such a sweet guy, honest to god. Heâs closer to 30 than to 20 yet he genuinely feels guilty. Oh, you love this man.
âIf you donât count my vigilante days, yes, it is.â He admits sheepishly.
The parcel opens. Inside, there a few pine green boxes inside. No name, no hints of their true nature, just boxes. Izuku opens one of them. Your eyes jump out of their sockets.
âIzuku, why did you get a ridiculous amount of⌠nipple shields?!â
âThey are not just nipple shields! Look!â Izuku ushers you closer so you sit down next to him on the floor.
Taking a closer look, it really doesnât look like a normal nipple shield. (Not like youâve seen too many of them during your life.) As usual, there is a bump in the middle for the nipple, but on the two sides, there are two more empty hills. Itâs also rock solid. There is a single, tiny button on the right side. You push the button like an idiot while the weird device rests in your palms andâŚ
Now itâs stuck to you. Completely. You try to shake it off; nothing. You try to pull it away; nothing. Izuku is laying on the floor, rolling back and forth from the aggressive laughter that erupts from him. You are quite sure you look like that cat from that meme, where the interviewer asks him if he knows heâs a cat.
âCan you stop laughing your ass off and tell me what the actual hell is this?!â
Izuku blushes. Deeply.
âUhm⌠they are nipple shields⌠because uhmâŚâ He is about to explode. His face is red, there is smoke coming out of his ears⌠oh boy. âI might, or might not have an appointment to get my nipples pierced todayâŚâ
Readerâs thought get a little bit dirty here. Just a heads up
Izuku. With nipple piercings. Those beautiful pecks, nice and full and so so comfortable⌠those beautiful little buds, two small dots of jewelry shimmering in the moonlight on the two sides, gorgeous and tempting, asking for your attention as you get down to kiss them, to love themâŚ
âSweets, not on the carpet!!!!â Izuku yells as he pushes the empty parcel underneath your nose.
A small pool of blood splatters into the it.
Oh. âWow I canât believe you! You are the one who came up with this rule!â Izuku snickers as he takes your utterly pathetic state.
âIzuku, I need to take a good last look before we go.â You crawl closer to your boyfriend like a feral animal. âLet me love them one last timeâŚâ
âSweets, we should probably get ready⌠oh fuck.â Izuku whimpers as his hand grabs the back of your head. He has no more words to say.
⌠needless to say, your legs hurt like hell, but it was worth it. Izukuâs naked buds were loved one last time.
~â˘đĽŚâ˘~
You canât help but laugh at the scene in front of you.
Izuku is surrounded by not one, but two professional piercers, one on the each side.
Izuku is pale, terrified and utterly ashamed.
Why?
Because you are not only one who âhad to see this.â
Katsuki and Eijirou are here too. Eijirou is streaming the whole thing into their friend group chat. Katsuki is streaming the whole thing to Melissa and Hatsume on a second device. The two piercers try their best not to laugh as Kaminari comments on every single thing. They are having the time of their lives.
âAlso, I hope you wonât feel too bad after your piercing is done because we are having dinner tomorrow. Almost everyone is coming.â
âWhen was this decided?!â Izuku yelps as the piercers take the needles out.
âWhen Eijirou messaged me that you are getting your nipples pierced.â Kaminari laughs. âDude, you were the last fucking person we thought will get anything like that! This is massive!â
âSeeing Izukuâs face right now, you might not have anything to see.â Eijirou adds as he takes in Izukuâs pale face.
âDonât be a chicken, Deku.â Katsuki grins, clearly enjoying the terror on the green headâs face.
âIâll be really mad if you made me invent those super cool nipple shields and you wonât even use them.â Melissa adds through Katsukiâs phone.
âYou wanted it for so long, Izu, even if you change your mind you can always take them out.â
You also REALLY want him to get those piercings. But you canât really say that because you are quite sure he would go through all this terror for you even if he doesnât want it anymore.
âYou are young, enjoy yourself.â One of the piercers adds with a smile. Izuku looks at him like he just grew another head.
âThatâs a thick needle.â Izuku mutters, his voice unsteady. âIâve never seen a needle this big before.â
Okay, something is wrong. Katsuki and you look each other with concern in your eyes.
âDeku-San⌠are you afraid of needles by any chance?â The second piercer, a lovely lady with black hair and several piercings on her face asks with an adorning smile on her face.
Yeah, you get it. Pro hero Deku is fucking precious.
âAm⌠am I?â Izuku stutters, pale as a sheet.
Everyone laughs⌠quietly.
âThis is the best day of my life.â Kaminari adds. Izuku blushes.
You want to marry this adorable man.
You take one single look at Katsukiâs face; for the first time since you knew each other, he has an adorning smile on his face, the same one the piercer is wearing, but deeper. Izuku glances at Katsuki and for a second, then they just look at each other; the life comes back into Izukuâs face and he smiles at his best friend fondly.
You want to cry from this beautiful scene.
âLetâs get this shit done.â Izuku grins at the blond. Katsuki grins back.
âWant me to hold your hand, D-E-K-U?â Katsuki teases, making Izuku laugh wholeheartedly.
âSure.â
You let them have their moment together; they deserve it. You might have secretly wanted to be the one holding his hand through it but seeing the genuine excitement on Katsukiâs face, you donât have the heart to butt in. Katsukiâs phone ends up in your hand and you do your best to keep the video as steady as you can as the procedure goes forward; there is a loud scream as the needle goes through Izukuâs skin, but Katsuki looks paler than Deku which is quite funny to be honest.
âKatsuki doesnât like big needles, either.â Eijirou whispers into your ears and you canât help but giggle.
âSays the guy who needs to be blindfolded and distracted before getting an ear piercing because he hardens his skin every time the needle is about to penetrate.â Katsuki yells; you really like how Katsuki knows Eijirou so much that he didnât even need to hear what was said to know what it was about.
âYup. Thatâs also true.â Eijirou giggles then looks at Izuku whoâs basically half asleep in the chair after all the âtraumaâ. âYou okay there, bro?â
âPeachy⌠AUCH!â Izuku yells out once more when the barbell piercing is being put into place.
âWOW, thatâs cool.â Katsuki mutters as he takes in the sight. Eijirou puts a tissue under your nose. Oh. Your nose is bleeding again.
Jesus, this is so much better that your daydreams.
The tissue gets replaced by two tampons by the lovely piercer lady. She takes the phone from you; oh, when did you start recording the floor? And aims the camera at you, making the whole team of heroes laugh hysterically. Then the camera is aimed at Izukuâs chest and the laughter ceases.
âHell damn, bro.â Kaminari mutters with a blush on his face. Then you hear a slap and an âouch.â âWhatâs your problem, Hitoshi?!â
âBehave yourself.â Comes a deep, grumpy voice. âLookinâ sick, man. Lookinâ sick.â
âI feel violated by just looking at it.â Iida mutters, which is most probably a complimentâŚ?
âHuh, the magazines will never let Izuku wear a top again.â Melissa giggles to herself.
âWhat if I make a piercing baby that shoots lasers? Or electrocutes when touched? A built in taser. A gps that can send signals about danger?â
âHatsume, no!â Comes the answer from everyone, in unison. Everyone laughs. Well, Deku tries to laugh but then whimpers from the pain.
âWhyâŚâ Hatsume mutters, heartbroken.
The team of friends takes one good look at the new babies on Izukuâs skin then say their goodbyes to leave the green head to rest; they will be able to see it in real life tomorrow, anyway.
âReady to go home, Izu-Izu?â You mutter as you swap your place with Katsuki who makes his way towards the two piercers to talk to them; you wouldnât be surprised if Katsuki wants to have his own set in the future.
âI guess I donât need to ask you if you like them.â Izuku giggles as he takes your hand and leaves a gentle kiss on it.
âYeah, donât ask.â You giggle as you help the hero up, not like he needs it, but it feels nice to take care of him.
âIâm a rebel now. Iâm so happy.â Izuku adds with a giddy smile. He clearly needed this. It might sound stupid for some people but you absolutely get him.
âYou are. And I love you for it.â You smile back, with butterflies in your tummy; it still doesnât feel real. Not the piercing, but you and Izuku, as a pair, as lovers, as potential forever partners.
It also doesnât feel real how your love just never changes; itâs constant and deep, only getting deeper as the time goes.
Life is great. Izuku is great. Katsuki and Eijirou are great.
Hell, you are so fucking happy right now; you might jump out of your skin and start break dancing on the ceiling.
- Iâm like⌠100% sure Iâm the only one whoâs excited about Izuku getting his nipples pierced. Iâm sorry. But it had to be done.
- Iâve done fucking research for this shit, please donât kill me. One thing for sure, I really need to loose my mind to ever get my nipples done after seeing how itâs done. I am still shivering.
- I only have the last chapter to write now, Iâm heartbroken! Itâs so hard to say goodbye to this story. It has been with me for so long and my whole life changed upside down since I started it and itâs just⌠really weird that itâs over, you know?
- I donât really know what else to say. My life has been full of random ass plotwists as always but Iâm getting to a point when I donât even care anymore. My bestie said if my life would be written as a book, it would be a bestseller. Thanks, bestie. Laugh at my misery! (Joking, sheâs been with me through it all, so itâs kinda her life as well at this point LOL sucks to be you buddy)
- There is an anime con in Brighton tomorrow. It usually sucks so I donât have high hopes but if I find some good stuff Iâll post to you guys about it! Iâm also going to the anime con in Budapest called MondoCon in May to see the band who plays the songs in Given, my second fav anime. IM SO EXCITED GUYS!!! Oh, Iâm also going to MCM Comic con in London, which is also in May so if you guys are going too, let me know! Iâll be going with my bestie on Saturday! (Donât ask me how I will cope with such a busy month, thatâs a problem for another day.)
Summary: Izuku gets back to hero work then leaves the country for a mission. He comes back with a present.
Warnings: swear words, cheeky thoughts, mentions of doing the cheeky but not written out (sorry or you are welcome, depending which side are you on haha)
âSo⌠see you after my shift!â Izukuâs smile is pure and happy, eyes full of excitement and love. Itâs happening. Izuku is finally going back to work. You could cry from happiness; while it does hurt a bit to be alone in the flat after having this man to yourself for months, seeing him so full of life is worth those few hours of loneliness.
âDonât forget; do not overexert yourself! You might only be on patrol for four hours, but youâve been away for a long time. Let Katsuki handle the big boys for now. Okay, hero?â
âAnything for you, madam.â Izuku takes your hand and leaves a kiss on the back of it, his eyes hot and scorching as he looks up at you. It reminds you of another time youâve seen that look on his faceâŚ
âOkay, go before I pull you back to the bedroom, you tease!â You tear your hand away, utterly embarrassed. Izuku only giggles.
âWOW, itâs only 7 in the morning and you are already thinking about being cheeky? Iâm the luckiest chap in the whole world!â
Oh, that shit-eating grinâŚ
âNot with you, sir, Iâm waiting for you to leave so I can callâŚâ
âDo not finish that sentence unless you want me to do my patrol right in front our apartment complex.â Izukuâs grin changes in a matter of seconds; the green eyed monster (pun intended) is back, the one with the dark, scorching eyes, the one you secretly love so much and has been feeding your dirty little daydreams for more than a year now.
âHe might be a neighbor. Iâm just saying.â You gulp, incapable to not stare into those eyes.
âWell, then it will be really easy to find his address. Being a hero comes with certain perks⌠like for instance, a knowledge of how to hide a body so itâs never found.â Izuku winks at you menacingly and points at your neck. âAlso, there is a cheeky little hickey on your neck. I wonder who did that?â
The audacity. You canât help but push him out through the door, utterly embarassed again.
âYou are a fucking menace today. Go and think about what youâve done and I hope to see my lovely, sweet Izu-Izu when you come back! Shame on you!â You close the door on the green head whoâs laughing his ass off, even after you shut the door in his face. Just a second later, the door opens again, and you are being forcefully cuddled.
âIâm so fucking late, Sweets.â Izuku giggles to himself, back to his normal self. You sigh into his fluffy curls.
âStop hugging me and go then!â You snicker back, secretly happy for these last few moments of peace. You are still a little bit traumatized by the last time Izuku went on a shift; the last time, when Izuku did not come home, when he was nothing but a shell put on several different wires to be kept alive⌠itâs the past but the past can repeat itself; you know itâs really rare these days to get into that kind of trouble, but you canât control how you feel; youâll always be worried for a loved one, no matter the circumstances; they might only go out to buy groceries for the week but you would stress your ass off if the âmissionâ takes too long. Itâs a stupid love thing, as Katsuki would say.
âIâll be careful. I promise.â Izuku leaves one last kiss on your lips and begrudgingly moves towards the entrance. You really want to tease him about not using the back door as he usually does, but you donât have the heart to do that.
âI know.â You smile to yourself as the door closes.
~â˘đĽŚâ˘~
The last few months were⌠amazing. Izuku got his temporary suit just a few weeks after your conversation with Melissa, Katsuki and Izuku then started to spar 3 times a week; Katsuki had to reduce his hours to be able to be with âthe nerdâ but it was absolutely worth it for the both of them; Katsukiâs dark circles finally disappeared while Izuku started to be less anxious and his confidence started to grow with every session. After a few weeks, Izukuâs recovery program came to an end as well, meaning he was finally officially free to do whatever he wants without the constant worry for his fresh injuries.
From that point, Izuku was a busy bee; he was taken somewhere every afternoon, sometimes it was Eijirou sometimes Ochako, or on one occasion it was Kouta who came to the door begging for a spar which needless to say, made Izukuâs little heart really fucking happy. You actually managed to persuade the two to let you come along for their training spar in UA; you almost shat your pants from excitement to be in that famous school and you also realized that Izuku will be an amazing father one day. Eraser gave you a stinky side eye when he caught you daydreaming while âwatching the showâ, but then he gave you a knowing half-smile, which only made the situation worse. Then the cherry on top was when he said âI hope you know Iâll have high expectations for your kid, quirkless or not.â
You couldnât look that man in the eye after that.
So long story short⌠they were an interesting few weeks, no day the same as the other. Having Izuku out of your sight also made you appreciate him even more when heâs at home.
Now back to the present⌠needless to say, you are freaking out a little bit but you also know that Izuku is not alone; Katsuki and Eijirou are both next to him, keeping him safe for the time being, until heâs strong enough to stay on his own two feet. Izuku wasnât too happy about being babysat like a fresh UA student but after a while he managed to understand that itâs all for his safety.
There are several different reasons to why Izuku is moving in groups; one, his re-appearance might motivate some of the villains to strike the old number one hero at his weakest, just to be able to say that they won a fight with him. Second, while the heroes are close to sniffing out who was the main villain behind Izukuâs attack, the investigation wasnât closed yet. One single mistake and the history might repeat itself. And the third, probably obvious one is⌠Izuku is still technically healing and his suit isnât completed yet. This is a trial run.
As today is Izukuâs first day back, the media was kindly asked to stay away from him for at least for the first week; that doesnât mean you wonât put on the TV in the background, just in case. Itâs a bad habit, but a habit every single significant other and family member does. âNo news is great newsâ is the official motto, apparently.
Youâve learnt that in the âhelp, I married a heroâ support group on Facebook. You are quite sure not a single person in that group is actually married to a hero and itâs more like a role play group but itâs entertaining nonetheless.
By the time your Izu-Izu comes back from his first shift (he actually managed to make his way back around 1PM, which is still 2 hours more than his original finish time but itâs still better than his old 14 hour shifts.), there is lunch on the table, the flat is clean, the plants are wateredâŚ
âWere you bored, Sweets?â Izuku laughs as he looks around the flat. Your cheeks are tinted red and you canât look into his eyes.
â⌠no?â You mumble, still looking away. There is a comfortable silence for the next few seconds then Izuku finally says the magic word:
âCome here.â
You jump into Izukuâs arms like a feral animal on the verge of dying of starvation.
âIzuuuuuuuu!â You genuinely did not know you can make such an annoying, high pitched noise. Itâs actually hurting your ears. Izuku squints for a second but welcomes you with open arms, clearly not as annoyed as he should be. âThis was terrible! I canât say these were the most excruciating 6 hours of my life because I saw you almost die in the TV before, but like⌠you were not here! I was cold and I had to put on a sweater! I couldnât reach one of the shelves and I had to get the step stool! I had to use that fancy jar opener to open my jar of pickles!â You whine and Izuku shakes from the laughter under your arms.
âYou are not getting sick again, are you?â Izuku reminds you of your shenanigans a few months ago when you basically lost your mind and forgot how to speak coherently or put a filter on your mouth. You two laugh about it right now, but back then, you literally felt your heart break into pieces when he came home hurt âbecause of youâ. And that massive fight after? Never fucking again. Thankfully you are both extremely emotionally intelligent so you managed to use that experience to learn about each other instead of letting the temporary resentment darken your hearts. It was a good lesson; Izuku had learnt that his safety should always be a priority and that being honest about his feelings goes a long way. Youâve learnt how to set boundaries and how to speak up about things that are important to you; like for instance your crush of several months not coming home drenched in blood and on the verge of passing out from blood loss just because they were too worried about you to focus is really important. You didnât think this is something you need to voice as it is common sense but it is not common sense in Izukuâs brain, apparently.
âNo, Iâm completely fine. Iâm just happy.â
âBecause Iâm back?â Izuku beams at you then makes a confused face as you shake your head.
âIâm happy because your eyes have that shine in them again⌠the shine I fell in love with almost a year ago.â
âI was happy before this. You make me happy.â Izuku tries his best to reassure you but you only laugh at his antics.
âYou were happy but now⌠you are content. And happy. You might be my Izuku, but you are also the Japanâs Pro Hero Deku. I can make my Izuku happy but Deku⌠I canât give him everything. And thatâs completely fine with me. You need your ability to save people just as much as you need me when you get home. You will only ever thrive when you have both⌠and I respect you for that. Itâs what I love about you, Izu.â You leave a tiny kiss on Izukuâs now tearstained cheeks. Izuku doesnât say anything just pulls you closer and hides his face in the crook of your neck.
âI donât deserve you. But you told me to be selfish, so Iâll erase that thought from my head.â Izuku gives you a tired smile. âTo be honest, these few hours were way too eventful for a first day. Iâm really tired. All I want is eat and cuddle on the sofa.â Izuku states confidently. You are so fucking proud of this man, goddamnit!
âSounds like a good plan to me, hero.â You smile back proudly. Izuku moves his head towards your ears, like heâs about to tell you secret.
âAlso, I would really like a dessert for breakfast tomorrow.â Izuku slowly moves towards the sofa and pulls you down to sit in his lap.
âYou mean like⌠a strawberry shortcake? Pudding?â You act like a fool, trying your best to hide your cheeky smile from him. Izuku giggles into your neck.
âThose sound amazing but Iâm craving something much sweeter.â Izuku leaves a kiss on your neck. Your whole body shivers. âSofter.â He leaves another kiss, a little bit further down. you canât help the content sigh that comes out of your mouth. Oh, how much you love this man.
âKeep doing that and I wonât let you rest today at all.â You retort as you slowly pull away from him. âRest up then come to eat lunch. Iâm staaaaarving.â You sigh as you jump off him and make your way towards the table, half-salivating over the lovely scent of your freshly made Katsudon.
Izuku doesnât reply, his stomach does, with a massive rumble. You both laugh.
~â˘đĽŚâ˘~
Izukuâs 4 hour shifts became 6 then 10. Slowly, life started to go back to the old normal, with Izuku being out and about for most of the day and you working on commissions and taking care of the flat. Having Izuku away for so long did some bad things to your mental health first, but Izuku, being as observant as he is, clocked it on the first week and made sure you are happy and being taken care of in those few hours he stayed at home. He also made sure not to do overtime unless he genuinely needed to. It meant the world to you. He even made sure heâs free on the day of your first anniversary; which apparently, in Izukuâs head was a year after your first accidental kiss on the mountain top. Needless to say, you had a âmassive fightâ after that, trying to make Izuku understand that your anniversary is a year after you two officially decided to be a couple, but Izuku was adamant that him choosing the day of that kiss was him being âsensibleâ as in his head, his heart was yours since the first time he stumbled through the door drenched in blood, when you two were sitting with your backs to the wall and he cried in your arms.
So now, apparently you have two anniversaries, and both dates must be celebrated with a super expensive dinner in that restaurant âin the skyâ and with a hot tub full of roses or bath bombs or whatever silly thing Izuku comes up with. Then there is Valentineâs Day, which is, apparently also a day that must be heavily celebrated by staying home and eating that amazing Strawberry cake from Satoâs new restaurant and a chocolate fountain.
The chocolate fountain is for later.
Yes. Itâs uhm⌠for the main celebration.
âŚ
So yes. Life with Izuku has been great. Both of you are super happy with your relationship and even after a whole year of being a couple, you two canât get enough of each other and instead of being bored of each other you just get more and more obsessed, making Katsuki fake-vomit every time you two go over to theirs for dinner.
Talking about Katsuki and Eijirou; they adopted a massive Rottweiler puppy. His name is Redrum, murder but backwards but they just call him Red. All Meowth wasnât too impressed by the big, goofy puppy first but after a while he got used to being harassed by Red and those two together are the funniest pair; All Meowth just plays dead every time Red comes over while Red licks him and pokes him until All Meowth looses his patience and hides under the sofa for the rest of the day.
The agency finds the main leader of the group who attacked Izuku, just a few weeks after Izuku gets the official suit from America. Izuku, Katsuki and Eijirou left the country for 2 weeks to finally put an end to the terrible villain group that hurt Deku.
This brings us to your current situation - you, loosing your mind, alone for two weeks with a grumpy cat and a hyperactive, humongous dog.
~â˘đĽŚâ˘~
It has been a bit less than two weeks since Izuku had left to get the bastard who ended his career.
You hate everything. The day is always gloomy, even when the sun shines, your bed never smells the way you like it, even if you wash the sheets over and over again, no one changes the settings on All Meowthâs automatic feeder and there are no new post its on the fridge with silly little drawings of heroes or super cheesy love quotes from Deku. The food tastes plain, your drawings suck, the whole world sucks, you donât even understand why you woke up from your bed today. You made so much food this week, purely by accident, so used to having to feed a big bulky hero every day that you have enough leftovers for the next two weeks. Hell, even Izukuâs fake plastic plant looks sad. You swear the leaves are drooping, their color more yellow than usually.
You have no idea how is that possible.
You sit at the dining table, bumping your head into it over and over, thinking about getting some special vitamins that boost your serotonin levels, because you swear to god have depression, or some kind of separation anxiety or the hell knows, but something is surely wrong with you.
Your phone rings next to you; you jump up from your seat so quickly it makes you dizzy.
You take the call in 5 milliseconds. Itâs a video call.
âOH MY GOD, IZU-IZU!!!!!â You yell to the screen as you take in the sight in front of you; there are several blood splatters on Izukuâs face and heâs also full of soot and dust, his hair matte and unuly. He looks tired, and by the look of it, heâs calling from a first aid tent.
âYou should see the other guy.â Izuku grins like your heart isnât just about to exit your body through your mouth. âOuch.â Izuku mutters as someone pats his bloody arms down with a cotton swab. âLook, this is my girlfriend!â He points at you, speaking in English and now there is a random nurse looking at you. You are trying to decide between screaming and laughing. The nurse takes one good look at you and turns towards Izuku.
âShe is really cute!â The nurse mutters with broken English and smiles. That makes your heart calm down a bit; these two wouldnât be talking about you if Izuku or any of the other heroes would be in grave danger.
âI canât wait to marry her.â Izuku blushes, the hint of pink visible even under all the dirt. âSheâs the love of my life.â
The nurse makes a high pitched whine.
âKawaii! Oh, uhm⌠I should be tending to your wounds, sorry, ignore me and take your time with your Sweets! You deserve it!â
âDoes he?â You tease, but Izuku looks at you with a proud smile.
âSweets, we won. Itâs finally over. Iâm coming home tomorrow. I canât fucking wait to see you.â There are tears in Izukuâs eyes as he says that. You are not too far behind him.
âI can hug you tomorrow⌠fuck, Izu, I miss you so much!â You sniff, touching Izukuâs face to the screen.
âI miss you too. I canât wait to snuggle with you. Oh my god, sleeping without you is a torture! Iâve never thought Iâm gonna say this but I even miss your cold feet.â Izuku giggles to himself.
âI miss you suffocating me with your massive arms.â You try to tease him back but there is nothing to tease him about; he is fucking perfect. At least for you.
âJesus, tomorrow canât come quick enough.â Izuku sighs. âOh, hi, Red!â Izuku waves at the unruly massive dog who just jumped up into your lap, almost tipping the chair over in the process.
âThis dog is a menace. Iâll never moan about All Meowth again.â You let the dog lick your face as you smile fondly. At least he was keeping you company in these two wretched weeks. He might forget that heâs a big boy sometimes, but heâs the sweetest, kindest creature youâve ever seen. Just like his parents.
âOi, is that Red?â Katsuki yells at Deku from somewhere far away, probably getting treated himself. âOi, Red!â
Redâs ears perk up, his tail wagging (or to be exact, hitting your body with full strength) happily.
âWhat?â Kirishima yells back from somewhere.
âNot you, you big dummy! Fucking hell, why did I choose that nameâŚâ
âBecause you love me so much you wanted to have two of me.â You canât see it, but Eijirou probably grins like a maniac while he says that.
âGay.â Sero giggles, and by the big thump and several nurses yelling, Katsuki threw something at him.
âTomorrow. I love you.â Izuku disconnects with a smile on his face.
Just a few hours after your phone call the news are full of Izuku and Katsukiâs victory. You canât help the proud tears that escape your eyes; the world is a safe place once again.
~â˘đĽŚâ˘~
You really want to go to pick up Izuku at the airport but you are too afraid to leave Red alone for such a long time so you end up staying in your shared flat. When the door opens, your heart makes a somersault in your chest; Izukuâs eyes shine with so much fondness, his bags hitting the floor with a loud thump as he runs towards you without taking his shoes off, which would usually piss you off but⌠fuck, you missed him so fucking much.
Izukuâs arms snake around you right away, pulling you up, and you manage to cling to him like a cute, soft baby koala, your thighs gripping the boys torso like your life depends on it.
âFuck, I missed you.â You voice your feelings, your voice trembling from all the emotions; Izuku smells like heaven itself, pine with a hint of lemon, his hair puffy and freshly washed; you take a deep whiff, inhale deep and slow, your heart finally calming down after being on edge for two whole weeks. This is your safe space, those muscular arms, this scent, the feeling of his rough scars on your soft, sensitive skin⌠this is home.
âYou are my everything. Everything, Sweets. I canât live without you. Fuck, Iâm so pathetic but this is what I realized during these two weeks.â Izuku sniffs, pulling you close, his arms so tight around you there is barely any space in your lungs for oxygen, but it feels so rightâŚ
âRed, you bastard!â Katsukiâs rough, deep voice ruins the mood in a fraction of the second; the big dog jumps into Katsukiâs arms, almost tripping the man, but Eijirou is right there to support his partner from behind.
âOh, honey bun, look how adorable you are!â Eijirou coos, hopefully, to the dog and not to Katsuki, otherwise this flat will be in flames in just a few minutes.
Izuku, with his forehead leaning on yours, smiles into the minuscule space between you as he looks into your eyes deeply. He caresses your cheek with his right hand, slowly and gently as he mumbles;
âIâm home.â
âWelcome home, baby.â You smile as a few stray tears escape from your eyes; you put your hand on top of Izukuâs one thatâs resting on your face⌠but there is something⌠on Izukuâs wrist. Foil?
Also⌠why is it so quiet all of the sudden?!
Oh, Katsuki and Eijirou sneaked out while you two were busy confessing to each other.
âOh, thatâsâŚâ Izuku blushes as he moves away to show you the foil on his wrist. There is something under it⌠something small and colorful. âI had this idea for ages⌠then we met this cool tattoo artist who was willing to take me in right away⌠so I thought, why not? I hope you like tattoos.â Izuku looks at you with worry. You canât help but laugh.
âYes, I like tattoos. What is it though? The foil is too thick.â You smile at him and Izuku starts to rid himself from the foil.
It takes you half a second to start crying like a baby. Not more, not less. Half a single second.
The tattoo is of a bouquet of sweet pea flowers, held together by a thin, red thread. The red thread gets loose under the bouquet and it shapes the word âhomeâ.
âThis⌠this isâŚâ you sniff, as you take in the sigh.
âThis is you.â Izuku answers. âItâs you, because whatever happens, youâll forever be a part of me. Just like this tattoo.â
âI really want to kiss you silly.â You mumble while crying into Izukuâs pecks.
âLet me change the foil, then you can kiss me as much as you want.â Izuku giggles, in seventh heaven by the look of it.
âYou are not sleeping tonight.â You mutter with a tiny blush on your face. It has been two weeks, okay?!
âIt wasnât my intention to do that anyway, hence I slept on the plane.â Izuku sticks his tongue out then licks his lips while staring into your eyes.
Oh, hell damn.
Needless to say, you forgot to congratulate Izuku for winning this case, so you make sure he knows how thankful you are⌠in other ways.
- How cute is Izukuâs tattoo?! I actually wanted to draw it but ran out of time. Oh well!
lol Nevermind I made a quick scribble.
- I just had a root canal treatment done so if there are mistakes, Iâm sorry, Iâm high on antibiotics lol Also, send me virtual cuddles, I really want some cuddles after this traumatic experience đđ
- I wrote the KiriBaku extra by the way. I somehow managed to make it into a 13 000 words fucking novel. I canât wait for you guys to read it!
- This ficc will be more than 26 chapters as someone was nice enough to tell me they would like to see more of the friend group before this story ends, letâs give them a massive thank you! đŠˇ
- As always, tell me your thoughts! Itâs still not too late to tell me what you guys want to see! I still have 2 chapters to write at least!
