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Bakugou let out a small hiss as the needle made contact with his body yet again. Despite him wanting only a small tattoo, he had been sitting in that chair at least for two hours by now – but it totally worth it. The former No. 5 hero glared up at him.
”Stop hissing like a little bitch!” The woman said, stopping for a minute in his work to scold him.
”I know, shut up!” Bakugou mumbled, looking to the side. Miruko let out a bark of laughter with a shake of her head.
”What a foul mouth! Who would’ve thought the No. 2 Hero talks like this,” Miruko said, playfully offended and a wide smirk.
”No that you’re not one of the most foul mouthed people on earth!” Bakugou spat back in frustration. Miruko snorted, then finally stopped the tattooing-needle. She lenaed back and wiped it down with a clean cloth, then wrapped it gently afterwards.
”You have to be very careful with that for a few weeks,” she warned Katsuki who nodded shortly. He stood up from his chair and took his shirt back on. He looked at the woman still kneeling on the ground, and muttered a quiet thanks. Miruko sent him a bright grin as an answer. ”I bet your boyfriend would love it!” She said, then her tone turned teasing. ”You two are the most lovey-dovey couple in the whole her society after all”
”Shut up!” Bakugou scoffed, then he left the parlor.
Fortunately for him, Kirishima was abroad because of a mission, so his tattoo had enough time to heal. On the night of his arrival, Bakugou was marching up and down in their flat, hands twitching from time to time in anticipation. When he heard the front door opening, he darted towards it, and tackled his boyfriend in a hug so strong that Kirishima could barely stay standing.
”Wow, there!” Kirishima said with a laugh, catching him with one arm – the strong fucking bastard – while holding his luggage with the other. Katsuki híd his face in his neck, breathing in his scent. ”Did you miss me that much?” Kirishima asked with a chuckle, and Bakugou mumbled a ’shut up!’ in his neck. He leaned back, then stood on his tiptoes and placed a small kiss on his boyfriend’s lips.
”Welcome home!” He purred with a widening grin, seeing how his boyfriend blushed with an alarming pace. ”How cute” he taunted, and Kirishima pouted a bit. Katsuki grabbed him by the wrist and pulled him in the flat towards their bedroom. ”Change into something comfortable,” he said before going to the bathroom. While there, he took off his shirt, and unwrap the bandages from around his chest. When he heard the knock on the door, he gulped, then emerged from there. When he stepped back in the room, Eijirou was sitting on the bed, fidgeting slightly.
”I-I have something to show you,” the redhead said, and Katsuki nodded – indicating that he was all ears. Eijirou took a deep breath and pulled up his newly changed T-shirt.
”That-” Katsuki gasped, pointing at Kirishima’s chest in total bafflement. There, right above his heart, was a G and Z graved in his skin. He couldn’t hold back, but laugh.
”Hey! Don’t be a dick!” Kirishima said, clearly offended. Bakugou didn’t answer, only pulled up his own T-shirt, putting on his R-R tattoo on his chest on show. IN the next moment, he was in Kirishima’s arms, the other kissing him feverishly.
”Wow, I never would’ve thought it would turn you on so much,” Katsuki said, breathless and a bit surprsied.
”It’s not the tattoo,” Kirishima started, ”it’s how big of a sweetheart you are!”