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Izumi kouta was by no means the type to gossip about his teacher. After all,he and Deku had been through a lot and shared a past. This time, the scene was so scandalous (and hilarious) even he had to watch it.
“Baby” pleaded dynamite. His tone had a whine to it and he looked so pitiful kouta had to physically stop himself from bursting out laughing.
“No” Deku sensei replied quickly,refusing to face the grown man on his knees in front of him. “Do you know how humiliating it was to go to MIDNIGHT asking her to borrow her concealer . Midnight of all people!!”
Kouta by now was absolutely lost. What could’ve possibly annoyed him that much,it was just concealer right-
“I swear half the staff here knows now!!” Deku continued pointing at his neck. “My husbands a freak”
Oh Oh Kouta heard giggling to his left and noticed midnight looking entirely too pleased with herself.
“Aren’t you supposed to be the responsible one” Kouta asked, baffled. “Shh, just enjoy the scene,” his classmate whispered, nudging him.
Kouta opened his mouth ready to respond and paused when he heard dynamites voice again. “Please forgive me” He begged ,actually clutching onto dekus leg. “I’ll make you katsudon everyday,breakfast , dinner - hell I’d even pack it in your bento”
Kouta watched as his teachers resolve crumbled but ultimately remained firm. “We are not sharing a bed tonight” Midoriya sensei said,admittedly less sharp than last time. Dynamite took Deku's hand and pressed a kiss to his knuckles and- wait hold up was he doing puppy eyes???
Kouta did feel bad about spying on his teacher like this but this really was comedy gold. His classmates seemed to agree,most quietly snickering and recording.
“I can’t believe the number one hero is such a simp for our dear sensei”
“This is honestly kind of embarrassing for him”
“Pfftt kind of?? This is SUPERR embarrassing like I swear I’m going to die out of second hand embarrassment”
Deku huffed and kissed dynamite. “Last time,you’re lucky I have class soon” Deku said clearly not mad at all “And get up kacchan ,you have patrol soon” Dynamite grinned and decided to make his escape,pink dusting his cheeks,which honestly looked kind of ridiculous on such an explosive man. No pun intended.
“HOLY SHITT!!”
“Damn sensei has game”
Suddenly kouta felt his heart drop to his ass when he saw his teacher notice the large crowd in front of his door. He took a gulp as he watched his teacher open the door and to his absolute luck, deku was too flustered to be mad at him and his classmates. However midnight wasn’t so lucky-
“Ahh romance” Midnight swooned as a flushed Midoriya tried to scold her. “Midnight!! Shouldn’t you have , I don’t know, be the responsible adult in this situation”
“Calm down lover boy” Never mind,kouta thought. His teacher was clearly too embarrassed to properly scold her.
“Sensei,sensei!!” A blond haired girl with a plant based quirk, Yamada Yuriko, with clearly no self preservation, chirped “When were you going to tell us about your LOVELY mar-”
The students who were eavesdropping and even Midnight sensei were giggling at her bold comment. “Yamada , enough!” Midoriya snapped although still flushed “Extra homework for you all”
A collective groan ripped through the class,still piled outside his door. To be honest kouta couldn’t really argue , they did kinda - ok scratch that - DEFINITELY deserved that.
“Please tell us more about your ADVENTUROUS night” Midnight added on to the chaos still snickering.
Deku groaned “Oh come on you too?!?!”
Midnight grinned “ESPECIALLY me”
THUD
“Oi nerd, I'm back” Dynamite said. “I forgot to drop off your bento” With another kiss on Deku's cheek ,the man was gone as quickly as he had appeared.
If Kouta wasn’t so focused on the pink returning to his teachers cheeks, he would’ve marvelled more about how drastically different his behaviour was now.
“Anyways come inside class” Deku said, still blushing furiously and Kouta could tell it was to change the topic.
“Today we will be discussing the history of quirks” Kouta suppressed a groan. He loved his teacher ,really , but nobody could make history interesting. As his teacher's voice droned on and on , the class settled back to its familiar rhythm , although everybody could feel the suppressed giggles clouding the atmosphere.
Izuku Midoriya was absolutely TIRED. Seriously ,sometimes saving the world is easier than dealing with a couple gremlins. But, Izuku decides, everything is better when you have a hot husband!! “Kacchan I’m home” Izuku announces. Most days, Katsuki picks him up,however today Izuku was drowning in work and had to stay behind after school. You see, Izuku would just do it at home but he almost always gets distracted and ends up making out for like an hour anyways.
“‘Zuku” Katsuki greets,“I made Katsudon, and for the love of everything holy,stop overworking so much!!”
“Wahh,Kacchan, you’re really the best” Izuku grinned.
Katsuki was an open book and once he learned how to read him, he couldn’t put the book down. Izuku snuggled into Katsuki's side after grabbing his bowl of katsudon. The bowl was perfect,the combination of egg and pork made for the perfect bite.
By the time he finished the bowl , he heard a chuckle next to him.
“Hungry much?” Katsuki teased.
“Stop being such a good cook then” Izuku huffed,although the effect was ruined by the pure adoration in his eyes.
Katsuki laughed, and Izuku had to physically bite his tongue to stop himself from complimenting his amazing,beautiful,perfect,smart,caring- Okay he seriously had to stop.
Izuku loved Katsuki but decided that if his ego was any bigger,he wouldn’t fit in their apartment anymore.
“Hey Izu” Katsuki asked ,turning to face Deku.
“Hm?”
“Wanna make out?” Katsuki asked so very eloquently.
“Is that even a question?”
Izuku grabbed the nape of Katsuki's neck and crashed his lips onto the others. He shuddered when he felt the taller man melt into his touch.His tongue parted the others mouth and explored his mouth,although it was all too familiar to him. A small whimper escaped him when he felt the aggressive blondie kissing back more forcefully,his tongue fighting back as if they were sparring. The feeling felt as if he was floating ,so he gripped Kacchan's shirt ,and felt a hand fisting in his curls in return.
The feeling was surreal ,every kiss was passionate as if it was their last ,but electric as if it was their first. His eyes full of the boy in front of him as they pulled away ,sparkled with something that rivaled even Aoyama. His heart was bursting with happiness and his lips lingered with the other man’s warmth.
“I could count your freckles all day ‘Zu”
“Please”