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Hizashi wakes up abruptly, when his side of the blanket is ripped off him to the side. He shivers, even though it's a warm summer morning, turning around to see Shouta, curled up in a giant blanket, with his back to the blond. Well, nothing new here. Hizashi rubs his eyes and sits, with a small grunt, picking up his glasses from the bedside table. The world around is still a bit blurry, even with glasses, and he puts a mental note to go with his husband next time he goes to an ophthalmologist. It's not that urgent though.
He takes his case with hearing aids from charging, together with his phone, and moves to the bathroom in complete silence, checking new messages. There is a lot. Huh. E-mail from Nezu, teachers group chat, radio show group chat, Uraraka, Shinsou and a few of his other contacts from all around. Hizashi scrolls, not unblocking his phone, until he sees a facebook reminder. It's his birthday. His 40-th birthday. And all this notifications are congratulations.
Now, that makes sense. He rolls his neck feeling it crack a couple of times and spends at least five minutes just answering everybody, starting his morning routine. It was his birthday, but it also was a school day, so it's not like he can lay in bed all day. Hizashi finally puts his phone down, brushing his teeth and looking at himself in the mirror.
Forty. Is he getting old?
Well, the thing is, a lot of stuff that usually goes with old age, Hizashi had since he was a child. He lost his hearing, completely, before he even went to UA, his eyes were never great and the pain in his body started being the usual thing in his twenties, after his hero debut. So, it's not like his body is changing too much. Yes, his vision is getting worse and the pain in his neck is not bearable without hot compress and Shouta's massages, but he is a hero. It's just how it goes.
Hizashi pulls his hair behind with the headband to wash his face and feels every wrinkle on his face. They are everywhere, which is not surprising, because his face is expressive, especially when he is Present Mic, but Hizashi never really noticed them before. He looks up in the mirror, scowling and seeing all his wrinkles. His forehead is exposed and it's the worst, because he suddenly feels unattractive. Is that what his husband sees every day, when he is talking, his face moving and wrinkling?
The light blinks for a second, when Shouta walks in, letting him know about his presence without startling the blonde. Hizashi moves, so his husband can brush his teeth, which exactly what he does, leaning on the sink and lazily rubbing his palm on his chest and putting the middle finger from chin back to the chest, signing "Happy Birthday". Hizashi huffs, because Shouta uses ASL instead of JSL, so he can sign it with only one hand instead of two, while brushing his teeth. He signs small "thanks" as an answer, watching his partner.
Shouta ages good. His grey strands look good and his wrinkles are natural and small. He doesn't move his face too much, but even if he had a lot of wrinkles, Shouta always rocked tired and scruffy look, so it was all good. He was handsome and hot. Like a sexy pirate. Hizashi was, on the other hand, more of a "beauty is pain" kind of guy. He spend a lot of money on skincare, hair products, body lotions and stuff like that. His moms spent a fortune on his braces, hair sprays and anti-acne creams in high school and he made sure to send them on a nice vacation with one of his first great pay check. The problem was that guys like him were only pretty, when they were young. You can't hide wrinkles with concealer.
Hizashi looked down from Shouta's forehead, only to find a tired eye already looking at him with a question. He dried his face with the towel before putting in his hearing aids and stopping himself from lifting a brow, while asking:
"Yeah?"
"Somethin' wrong?"
"Ah.. Just thinking."
"About?.."
"Well. You'll know, when you are my age, honey."
"Again, you are four month older, 'Zachi. This joke is getting old." Shouta chuckled at his own joke, but his smile quickly went away, when Hizashi didn't laugh. "Tell me. You love birthdays, what's up your ass this morning? I know, for sure, it ain't me."
He laughed quietly, taking off headband and taking his concealer out of the drawer.
"Just thinking about getting older."
"What about it?"
"Like..hm..I was just thinking that I don't age really well. I guess, I just never noticed how many wrinkles I have."
"Wrinkles are normal thing for a guy your age. What about them?"
"Nobody likes wrinkles on a guy like me, Shou." Hizashi pouts, looking at his husband and brushing his hair.
"What does "guy like you" mean, exactly? And I do."
"You do what?"
"I like your wrinkles. Your forehead is very soft, cause you move your eyebrows a lot."
He blinks a couple of times and Shouta takes his face in his palms, slightly squishing Hizashi's cheeks to lower his forehead and kiss it.
"Love your wrinkly forehead, Sunshine." Shouta smiles in another kiss and Hizashi feels his cheeks heating up. "And eyes." His husband lifts his glasses up to kiss the corner of the eyes with crow's feet. His glasses go back and Shouta plants a kiss between his brows. "Here too." Next kiss is going to his laugh lines and the next one to his chin. "You look pretty good to me. And tonight, when Eri is staying over at Togata's, I can show you, how good you look, to me. Does that sound good?"
Hizashi breathes out and moves his head to kiss Shouta's palm, where it's still holding his face.
"I love you so much."
"Hm. You better. I love you so much, too."
"You really don't mind that I'm all wrinkly?"
"You really don't mind that I don't have an eye and a leg?"
"That's different."
"Not really, Hizashi. It's just how it is. You love me wrapped up in bandages, you will love me, if half of my face will burn in some accident, right?"
"Yeah. But please, don't burn down just to prove a point."
"I won't. But I will love you with any scars and any wrinkles. I will love you, if I go blind and won't see your face anymore. Because I love you. Whatever form that "you" will take. Okay?"
"Okay. Thank you, honey."
Shouta nods and lowers his head on Hizashi's shoulder, lightly hugging him around the waist.
"Did you forget to buy me a present and now you are trying to sugarcoat me?"
"Yeah."
"Oh."
"I'm joking, Hizashi, I got you a present a month ago."
"Oh. That's sweet."
"Only rational. In case delivery will take too long."
"Ah, my rational husband." Hizashi huffs a laugh and puts a palm on Shouta's open neck, kissing his short black hair. "Thank you for getting up early."
"Mhmm."
"Are you going back to sleep?"
"Mhmm."
"Are you guy's kissing? I need to get ready for school." The voice comes from the other side of the door and Shouta steps back from a hug to open the door. "Morning. Happy birthday, Papa!"
"Thank you, my little star!" Hizashi smiles and gives Eri a hug, before going out of the bathroom with his husband. "I will make breakfast and then give you a ride to school. Do you want to go for waffles after, with me and Dad?"
"Yeah!"
"Great." He closes the door and picks up one of the cats to give her to Shouta. "What do you want for breakfast, Starlight?"
"It's your birthday. I will go with your choice. For today."
"You are so kind, honey."
"I know, right?"
Hizashi laughs and doesn't try to control how much his face is moving, even if he feels wrinkles around his eyes. This year is going to be great.