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They just finished getting their diplomas and tossing their caps. They fucking did it. They made it. Through their baggage, through school, through a war, through the damn aftermath. People were celebrating, hugging, greeting family, and chatting with proud smiles. Katsuki was looking for his own parents in the crowd. He's so fucking proud of himself for all of his accomplishments so far. It's not even a brag. He won a fucking war. But as much as he's proud of himself he's incredibly proud of Izuku too.
The one that just called his name making Katsuki look in his direction. It seems his parents found Inko and Izuku first. They were all walking towards him as he made his way to them. Izuku looked so happy, so full of life, so strong even while painted with battle scars. Katsuki wants to keep him like that, forever. He wants to make him happy and to keep him smiling. Izuku opened his arms once they were a few feet from each other but just as they nearly met, Katsuki's mouth moved on its own.
“Marry me!” The blonde blurted, making the shorter stop abruptly
The three parents gasped behind Izuku, but Katsuki realized the gravity of what he just shouted. He was just as stunned as they were. Sure he knew his feelings towards Izuku were more than friendly. It was hard not to fall in love with him. His kindness, his care, his devotion, his determination, were all things that Katsuki loved. Izuku looked like a deer caught in the headlights with his wide eyes and shocked expression. Katsuki needed to fix this but before he could, Mitsuki broke their stare down as she doubled over in laughter. Her cackle was contagious because Masaru started to chuckle and Inko giggled with them. It broke Izuku out of his confused trance and he started stammering.
“Kacchan I don't know what you mean. I mean I understand what you said but did you mean it that way? Well how else would you mean that? But why would you say that to me? N-Not that I'm against it! Kacchan is sugoi, but it's just not something you blurt out like that. What if other people hear you? We're both boys. You should ask someone you actually want to marry, not me.” Izuku rambled with flushed cheeks
That didn't sound like a rejection and in fact, it sounded like the other wasn't opposed at all. So as much as Katsuki's body was telling him to run, he stepped forward and ignored their parents’ laughter. His shaky hand cupped Izuku's freckled cheek, making him suck in a breath. He wasn't pushing away so Katsuki pressed their foreheads together and smiled slightly.
“Just… Marry me… Izuku.” Katsuki said only loud enough for them to hear
The smaller turned shy as he closed his eyes to gather himself. When those big eyes opened again, he was smiling bigger than ever and looking so soft.
"I would love to, Kacchan." Izuku answered
“Fuck yeah!” Katsuki said while he hoisted the smaller up and spun around
Izuku giggled, hugging around the blonde's neck.
“Maybe we should date first though. A- at least for a little while.” He told him
“Yeah we'll do whatever. Everything.” Katsuki said buzzing with so much happiness he felt like he was going to burst
He set Izuku down but still had his hands on the smaller's waist. The taller didn't want to let go just yet. Was this the right way to go about it? Definitely not, but would he be Bakugou Katsuki if he had done it any other way than saying it with his whole chest in front of everyone? No. No he wouldn't. The peanut gallery had finally calmed down and Mitsuki spoke up first as they seemed to realize what Katsuki said was not some joke. It made them look shocked again.
“Wait, you're serious?” The older ash blonde asked
Katsuki looked away from Izuku's happy gaze.
“If course I'm fucking serious!” He told the three
“And what if Inko doesn't approve?” Masaru questioned his son
Katsuki shrugged and looked at Inko who flushed a little at suddenly being looked at.
“I'm gonna marry him anyway.” He warned her, and she just smiled knowingly
“Kacchan.” Izuku whined and hid his face in the taller's neck
“That's my boy.” Mitsuki chuckled