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Soft kisses and caresses from his adoring boyfriend is what wakes Katsuki up from his deep slumber. He groans quietly before leaning into the warm hand combing through his spikes. Fiery, red eyes open, expecting the glare of sunlight to blind him, but he wakes up to none of that. Instead, he sees the blinking of the digital clock on the bedside table, showing that it was only two in the goddamn morning.
>What in the actual hell…
He turns around to face the younger, planning to curse calmly talk about how late it was, but soft scratches on his scalp prevented him from blurting out curses and demands to go to sleep. The late night sight of Shouto reading a book, with his adorable annoying reading glasses, made Katsuki totally forget about what he was planning on complaining about.
Noticing the now awake Katsuki, the bicolored boy turns around, marking his book with his thumb as it closes.
“Hm, morning dandelion,” whispered Shouto, leaning down to lightly peck the awaiting lips of the man he loves. The cheerful and airy tint of the younger’s voice while he talked broke the blonde, distracting him from the soft kiss given.
Thinking back on it, after he had recovered,
>Whatthefuckwhatthefuck- Dandelion?! What the actual fuck!
“Kats… are you okay? Your face is r-“
“ Dandelion?! ”
“Oh,” he turned around before continuing, “I’m sorry, is… is that not okay for you?” The hesitation that came with the sentence, along with a small pout on Shouto’s face, struck Katsuki with a twinge of guilt.
Quickly sitting up, he pulled Shouto into his arms, the book being dropped and forgotten in the process, causing the bicolored to sadden. Refusing to admit guilt, Katsuki being Katsuki, he reassures the boy, bringing him closer into a comforting hug distracting Shouto from the book.
“Baby… of fucking course s’kay. Just, y’know…shit caught me by surprise,” pausing to place a small kiss on the tip of the younger’s nose, getting an idea in the process. A smug grin appeared on the blonde’s face, “There’s nothing to be sorry for, kay’ princess?”
Shouto froze at that, pupils dilating slightly before going to hide in the crook of Katsuki’s neck, muffling the already quiet ‘mhm’ that was let out. Chuckling, Katsuki had more tricks to use against his boyfriend.
“Aw, c’mon love, don’t hide your pretty face now.” He pulled Shouto’s face out by his chin, using his thumb to softly caress the soft, blushed cheeks.
“K-Kat…”
The bicolor’s face darkened profusely as Katsuki continued to spoil him, wanting to squeeze out everything he can as a way of revenge. (That’s what he accepted the treatment as, declining the fact that he just wanted to spoil his love)
Taking the framed glasses off of Shouto, placing them on the side table, the older squeezed the younger’s cheeks together, seeing the boy’s face scrunched up before continuing.
“Love you so fucking much shortcake, your dumbass doesn’t even fucking know.”
“Kash-Kachuki! Let me- g-gwo!”
Shouto started to pry the man’s hands off his face, when finally Katsuki let go, laughing as Shouto sat in front of him pouting. Watching Katsuki laugh, Shouto expresses the fondness he has as his pout morphs into a small smile. He watches as the blonde’s laughter dies down to soft sighs, he, too, forms a soft smile at the bicolor, rising color on his boyfriend’s face.
By now, Katsuki noticed that it was three in the morning, he stopped his teasing, his tiredness finally getting to him. Again, holding Shouto’s chin, he directed the split head towards him to kiss the blonde in front of him as said blonde brings them both down onto the bed. Immediately spooning the smaller boy in his arms once they hit the mattress. Placing more kisses over the top of the halved hair, noticing how both sides are slightly mixed, forming sections of pink.
“I love you babyboy,” was said quietly, dampened and muffled into silky, soft hair.
“Mm- I love you too, Kats,” said Shouto as he turned around to kiss Katsuki. Like usual, it was nothing too long, but it was enough for the both of them.
“G’night, baby.”
“Night. And, happy birthday, dandelion,” was whispered, accented with another kiss. The darkness hid the bright flush the blonde had of the fact that his love even remembered his birthday. That night, he fell asleep, content with being awake so late at night to the beauty idiot he calls his boyfriend.
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