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For the third time since they entered the train, Eijirou found himself tapping his foot rather incessantly on the ground, earning him a nudge to his chest by a seemingly irate boyfriend.
“Idiot, quit it.” Katsuki chided with the roll of his eyes. “Stop it with your damn worrying. My shitty parents are going to love the fuck out of you.”
“You really think so, babe?” Eijirou immediately brightened up at that, leaning closer to the blond ever so slightly. “I’m curious, how could you be so confident that they’d like me?”
“ ‘S obvious,” Katsuki spat, laying his head against the crook of the redhead’s neck. “You’re a damn fucking joy to be around. It’d be their loss if they didn't like you.”
Upon hearing those words, Eijirou was instantly filled with overwhelming love for his boyfriend which he expressed by pecking his forehead. “Aww, babe, you’re so sweet.”
“And you’re such a damn fucking sap.” Katsuki retorted with the roll of his eyes, blushing all adorably.
"Hmm, but does that make you a sap as well?" Eijirou probed, sending his boyfriend a teasing smirk. "Since, you know, you're dating me and all that."
At that, Katsuki huffed, shoving at his boyfriend’s shoulder lightly. “S-Shut the hell up. You’re so damn noisy.”
“Whatever you say, babe.” Eijirou chuckled, though he did acquiesce to his boyfriend’s words, staying silent for the rest of the train ride as he spent the whole time just reveling in the blond’s warmth.
Then, before Eijirou knew it, the train’s doors were opening, signaling the fact that they had just reached their intended stop, and they wasted little time in barreling their way out of the train, not exactly wanting to be squashed by the multitude of people there.
“Let’s go.” Katsuki said as he hitched his bag up higher his shoulder, grabbing ahold of his boyfriend’s hand. “The hag will be fuckin’ insufferable if we head there late.”
Interlacing their fingers together, Eijirou agreed with a soft and beaming smile. “Alright.”
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By the time they had arrived into the Bakugou household, they were readily welcomed by the presence of Bakugou Mitsuki who immediately greeted her son with a pinch to his cheeks.
Predictably, Katsuki hadn’t taken the pinch to his cheek all that well as a vein popped in his head, and then he was pushing at his mother’s arm irritably. “Knock it off, you shitty hag!”
“Don’t give me that damn attitude, brat.” Mitsuki chastised, though she had relented as she released her hold on her son’s cheek, shifting her gaze to eye the redhead who had been silently watching their interaction. “So, you’re my son’s boyfriend — Eijirou, right?”
“Yes, that’s right,” Eijirou bowed his head slightly in respect in front of his boyfriend’s mother. “It’s a pleasure to meet you, ma’am.”
“What a polite and respectful, young man.” Mitsuki commented with a smile, nudging her son on the side teasingly. “It looks like you chose well, brat.”
“ ‘Course I did.” Katsuki huffed, wrapping an arm around his boyfriend’s shoulder. “I only settle for the best, and Eijirou is the best damn fuckin’ person to exist in this shitty world.”
At that, a blush began making its way to Eijirou’s cheeks as he opened his mouth to respond to his boyfriend’s words, only to be interrupted by the sound of footsteps, and they all jerked their heads up to find Bakugou Masaru approaching them with a kind smile plastered on his face.
“Welcome home, son.” Masaru greeted his son warmly before his gaze darted over to Eijirou, and then he was extending his right arm towards the redhead’s way. “Thank you so much for looking out for our son, Kirishima-kun.”
“It’s no problem.” Once again, Eijirou inclined his head in a bow in front of the older man. “And I should be saying the same for you and your wife, Bakugou-san. I couldn’t thank you both so much for taking good care of Katsuki over these years.”
“It’s no big deal even though the brat was certainly a handful.” Mitsuki piped up, eliciting a growl from her said son which she then brushed off nonchalantly as she continued on. “Anyway, please go ahead and make yourself at home, I already got dinner prepared for all of us.”
Thus, with that said, the couple proceeded to follow the two elders into the interiors of the house, making to the living room wherein they were met with the salivating scent of food, wafting from the hot steaming plates which were laid out on the table.
Without wasting any time, after chanting out ‘Thanks for the food’, they immediately dug into their meal, and Eijirou instantly perked up happily from the utter scrumptiousness of the fried chicken that his sharp teeth had just bitten into.
“Ahh, this tastes so good, Bakugou-san.” Eijirou commented in absolute delight, beaming up at the blond woman with a big grin on his face. “Now, I see where Katsuki got his cooking skills from.”
“Heh, of course, I thought the brat everything he knew after all,” Mitsuki huffed out with a proud smile, paying little mind to the glare that her son was sending towards her way. “And please feel free to call me Mitsuki by the way.”
“O-Okay,” Eijirou replied with a bit of uncertainty in his voice. “Um, I couldn’t thank you enough for the food, Mitsuki-san. They’re very- mmph “
Out of the blue, Katsuki had suddenly reached up, wiping the edges of Eijirou’s lips with a napkin, subsequently causing the redhead to stop midway in his speech.
“Tch, how many times do I gotta tell you to eat more carefully? You got some sauce stuck on your face.” Katsuki chided, allowing his fingers to linger on Eijirou’s cheek for a couple more seconds before pulling away, a tinge of pink making its way to paint the tips of his ears.
Unable to help himself, Eijirou leaned over, angling his head a little downwards in order to peck his boyfriend on the cheek. “Thanks, Katsuki.”
Inevitably, much like all the other times he had received a kiss on the cheek from him, red dusted on Katsuki’s cheeks, and then his lips were curling up ever so slightly in a small smile.
“Oho, what do we have here?” Mitsuki prodded, poking her son’s cheek with a knowing grin playing on her face. “Someone is in love.”
“S-Shut the hell up!” Katsuki roared at his mother angrily, throwing her a glare. “And you’re the one to talk! You and the old man are gross as hell with the whole lovey dovey shit!”
“What’s that?!” Mitsuki rose to her feet, clenching one of hands into a tight fist. “I’ll have you know that your father and I were never as bad as you and your boyfriend. Not to mention- “
Playing the role of peacekeeper, Masaru intervened in his son and wife’s little argument before it could worsen, holding his arms up in a placating gesture. “C-Calm down, you two shouldn’t be fighting in front of a guest.”
Thankfully, the mother and son pair took heed of the patriarch’s words as they settled back into their seats, setting their little argument aside so that they could all resume eating their dinner.
Naturally, as they continued eating, chattering ensued as Mitsuki and Masaru would direct questions over to Eijirou about his one year old relationship with their son to which the redhead would answer to all of them with a bashful flush on his face each and every time.
However, not even fifteen minutes since the questions have started, there was a sound of a loud thud which had clattered on the table, causing them all to swivel their heads around to discover the source of it—
A dozing Katsuki whose face had plopped down to rest on the table, dead asleep to the world around him.
Quickly, Eijirou dashed out of his chair to crouch beside his boyfriend, bringing his arms forward to scoop Katsuki up in a bridal carry as he then bowed his head to the two elder Bakugou heads. “It seems like he got too worn out by the journey here, so I’ll go ahead and take him upstairs to his room.”
“Alright, well, his room is the farthest one by the left side upstairs.” Mitsuki instructed with a nod, waving Eijirou off lightheartedly. “Anyhow, take care, and be sure to come back right after. We both still need to show you Katsuki’s baby pictures.”
“A-Are you sure that I should be seeing his baby pictures?” Eijirou asked, swallowing down a gulp as he inadvertently tightened his grip around Katsuki’s back. “I don’t think he’d be fine with t- “
“Shh, it’ll be fine.” Mitsuki insisted as she did a little shushing gesture with her finger. “I assure you that the brat wouldn’t even notice a thing. He’s a deep sleeper, after all.”
Although a sliver of doubt had still dwelled within him, Eijirou felt his curiosity overpowering him, pushing him to oblige as he excused himself one last time, climbing up the stairs which would lead him to his beloved’s old room.
Pushing open the door with his foot, Eijirou crept inside his boyfriend’s room while carrying Katsuki in one arm, laying his boyfriend gently down on the plush of his bed as he then placed a feather light kiss on Katsuki’s forehead as an act of silent farewell.
As silently as he could manage, Eijirou tiptoed his way out of the room, inwardly hoping to himself that he would be able to see those pictures without any possible explosive repercussions in the end.