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The sun was shining bright over the grassy hill, morning dew in uncut grass surrounding the checkered blanket.
Right where- Izuku is sitting, and wow… he’s so beautiful. Emerald eyes brighter than the sun and grass combined, skin soft as butterfly wings with scars to show how far they’ve come along. Today’s their first normal date since the war- first date where..well, there safe.
Kirishima and Izuku had promised each other they would date after the war if they both had survived- and they fought hard.
Now he gets to see Izuku, his beautiful emerald. Not that he’d ever admit that’s what he calls him in his mind- they just starting dating!
“Kirishima?” Izuku smiles, lines crinkling around his warm eyes. Kirishima feels like his heart will beat out his chest.
“Ah, Sorry! I got..distracted” - by you, is what he almost added. “Want some sandwiches?” Kirishima grins, holding out cucumber sandwiches to the green haired boy.
“Sure! Your always so thoughtful, babe-“ Izuku's breath hitches and cuts off his sentence.
“S-sorry- was that to early to call you pet names? I could call you something else-“ his heart calms down when he feels an strong hand ruffle his messy hair.
“Don’t worry ‘bout it, izu~” Kirishima laughs, his voice calm and warm.
Izuku giggles, and takes an bite of his sandwich. He looks adorable with his freckled cheeks puffed up with food.
A few crumbs gather on his bottom lip, and Kirishima can’t help himself, heart bursting with affection. He gently holds izuku’s chin, and swipes his thumb along his bottom lip to rub the crumbs off, thumb pressing into pink softness for longer than necessary.
Once they both realize how close they are, Izuku chokes on his sandwich and Kirishima's face goes redder than his hair.
“Oh gosh, I’m so sorry! Are you okay?” He helps to pat izukus back to nick the food lodged in his throat down into his tummy, flusteredness forgotten in favor of concern.
“Y-yeah…it’s just-“ Izuku scratches the back of his head with an sheepish grin and pink cheeks “you’d think that after what we went through in the war, we’d be less nervous..”
Kirishima practically melts. He’s such an sap for Izuku. He wraps Izuku in an bear hug, strong muscles cradling him like an teddy bear.
Izuku grins and tucks his face in Kirishima's neck.
After a few peaceful moments of cuddling, Izuku presses his lips to the nape of Kirishima's neck. Kirishima shudders and gasps.
“Oh, you sneaky-“ he laughs, rolling them over so he’s on top of Izuku on the blanket, grinning down at him.
Holy shit..Kirishimas gorgeous. Red hair not spikey today, worn down framing his face with dark black roots. He has a strong jawline and those eyes- oh fuck.
Bright shimmering ruby red, the kind of burning like embers right into your soul. Soft lips with sharp shark like teeth behind them, and a strong muscled body with a few scars. How the hell did he wait after the war to date this man?!
“You okay, Izu?” He raises a brow, grinning like the Cheshire Cat. He leans down and plants little chaste kisses all over Izuku's face, strong hands finding Izuku's hips.
“Hey! That ..that tickles! Haha!”
“Oh yeah?” Kirishima slides izuku's shirt up, and blows an raspberry on izuku’s stomach making him squirm and wheeze with laughter, hands tangled in Kirishima's hair as they fight playfully in the gentle morning breeze- or evening.
At this point, they’ve spent so many hours staring at each other like lovesick fools.
After their little tussle, they lay breathless with flushed cheeks beside each other and big stupid grins on their faces.
“Hey, babe, can I have strawberries?” Izuku looks at Kirishima with big puppy eyes. How can he say no to his little emerald? Yeah, I don’t think so.
He chuckles and drags himself up into a sitting position, grabbing the plastic container of strawberries, fresh under the sunlight and a little warm.
With steady hands he pops open the container as Izuku rests his head on his hand, propped up by his elbow.
“Up.” Kirishima smiles, and Izuku sits up with an sigh
“I thought you’d feed me them romantically~” he says with an teasing tone, and Kirishima places an hand on his lower back.
“Oh, I’ll feed them to you alright, midoriya” the sudden name change causes Izuku to look up at him and- that’s when Izuku notices how the embers in those ruby eyes have lit to heated tempatures.
Kirishima holds his chin gently, pressing an thumb on those soft lips until they part, hooking his thimb between his teeth to open up his mouth.
“I thought you wanted me to feed you?” He leans in with an smirk. “Open.”
Izuku shivers, face pink and emerald eyes shining, an muffled sound comes from him as the thimb presses on his tongue to keep him still.
“Good boy, now chew this for me please, midoriya. I made sure I chose the sweetest ones just for you”
his breath hitches against his lips as he slowly puts a ripe strawberry between his own lips. He slowly drags his thumb out from izukus mouth, smear king saliva on his chin as he keeps him in place, knowing he has his boyfriend in the palm of his hand.
He leans in, and Izuku whimpers softly. Their lips press together in a heated kiss unlike any they’ve shared- and Kirishima pushes the sweet juicy berry into Izuku's pliant mouth, before sucking on Izuku's lower lip and pulling back.
Strawberry juice drives from his plush lips, as Kirishima's warm calloused hand rides up under izukus shirt and into his hip. setting his nerves aflame, the other hand drifts onto the back of izuku’s neck keeping him there while he watches with heated eyes.
Izuku chews the berries while looking up at Kirishima with an flustered frustrated expression, absolutely adorable.
“Y-your so mean!” he he whines when he finishes his strawberry.
Kirishima laughs, suddenly bright and sunny again
“You just love me” he grins like an joyful puppy
Izuku sighs and smiles, body still tingling, and lips still teasing of strawberries.
“What am I ever going to do with such a teasing boyfriend like you?” he laughs softly, pushing Kirishima back into the grass to nestle against his chest.
“I’ve got to say, that was the most erotic way I’ve ever eaten a strawberry,” Izuku chuckles.
“Don’t worry, izu” kirishima smiles softly , stroking his back with a warm hand “you’ll eat other erotic things later”
Jesus.fucking.christ.
Izuku lays there under the sun, cheeks beautifully flushed again. How will he ever survive being with such a confidant, dirty and sweet boyfriend.
Kirishima smiles as he looks down at izuku.
His perfect, beautiful emerald.
The sky is soft and peaceful, and pale blue. Clouds drifting by as the sun shines down on two very much in love boyfriends lying on a picnic blanket with half finished foods and full hearts.
They share one last kiss before dozing off under the sun.
“You taste like strawberries”
“So do you”
With a world made safe, they can finally rest.
Together.