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The blaring of an alarm jolts Izuku out of his sleep with a jump earning him a scowl and a few angry mutters about it being a too early for this shit from the angry blond next to him.
Izuku reaches for his phone to turn it off before realising that the offensive noise wasn't coming from his phone but instead Katsuki's. This knowledge compels Izuku to launch the phone at Katsuki's head.
“YOU BITCH” The blond shouts sitting up from his place beside Izuku rubbing the side of his head the phone hit, looking ridiculous with his bedhead ruining the usual spikes.
“It’s a Saturday” Izuku says trying his best to sound angry when in reality, he sounds more like hie was seconds away from flopping back onto the bed in exhaustion. “Why on god's green earth is your alarm still set for 5am!”
Katsuki grumbles something Izuku can't quite make out before laying back down and grabbing Izuku’s waist to pull him in closer on the small bed. He knows whatever was said, however wasn’t an apology, Katsuki didn't do apologies; not verbal ones at least, he always tried to make up for his mistakes through actions though, and that was part of the reason that Izuku loved him.
Katsuki leaned in close, kissing the green haired boys' neck before whispering into his ear “If you want, we can go back to sleep and when we wake up... I can show you how to use those hands for something other than throwing” Katsuki bit Izuku’s ear quickly covering the spot in gentle kisses to take away the pain.
Izuku giggles at the words before leaning in to kiss Katsuki back as he pulls away, he smiles and breathlessly says “Promise?” which resulted in Katsuki resuming their lazy kisses on any part of skin they could reach until they fell back into a peaceful sleep still holding each other.
Izuku awakens again at a much more respectable hour rolling over to find the spot next to him cold and empty. Sighing Izuku drags himself out of bed and stumbles his way to the kitchen. He doesn’t even bother sneaking, he knows Katsuki’s parents work long hours, including weekends and so they would be long gone by the time 10 am rolled around.
“Morning Kacchan” he says, rubbing the sleep out his eye as he watches Kacchan cooking breakfast for the two. Izuku wants to help, he really does, but Katsuki has banned him from his kitchen after ‘The incident’ Izuku shudders at the thought turning away from his boyfriend to go and make the two some coffee. That at least, he can handle.
Izuku walked over and set the table before placing the two mugs of coffee down, one sickeningly sweet and the other black.
Katsuki places the omurice and steamed vegetables he made onto each plate before placing the dishes into the sink; of course, Katsuki had to make the most complicated breakfast option he could, he was always extra like that.
The two ate in silent harmony for all of a minute before Katsuki ruins it.
“Are you trying fuckin poison me!?!” Katsuki screeches after taking a sip of his coffee and immediately spitting it back into the mug upon the realisation that it was in fact, not his.
Izuku giggles at the blond's behaviour before turning his face into his best attempt at disgust “That's so gross Kacchan, why’d you have to spit it back into the cup; why couldn’t you just drink it like a normal person? Now I have to drink it like that” Izuku whines.
Katsuki levels him with his most unimpressed stare.
“The fuck are you calling gross? You literally had my dick in your mouth last night and now you're saying my spits gross? You’re a hypocrite”
“You’re so mean Kacchan” Izuku says dramatically putting his hands over his heart and acting wounded. Katsuki’s glare soon turns into a soft smile at the greenettes antics. “Dork” he says affectionately as he swaps the coffees round and takes a sip of the right one.
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Katsuki is laying on the couch with his head propped up against the armrest. Izuku has taken his rightful place lying with his head on Katsuki's chest and his lower body slotted between the explosive blond’s legs; Izuku watches a low-budget hero documentary while Katsuki lazily scrolls on his phone.
The sound of a doorbell breaks their peaceful silence.
“Go get that” Katsuki instructs, causing Izuku to gape at the other man.
“I think the fuck not” he scoffs “It’s your house and your stupid parcel, I mean really, how many weights does one person need your rooms got to count as a gym by now” Izuku finishes, quite happy with his argument.
“I was asking because you’re lying on top of me” Katsuki deadpans “You’d have to move either way”
Izuku has no comeback so instead he gets up and walks over to the door, leaving his smirking boyfriend behind but let it be known that he is not happy with this arrangement, especially since his boyfriend made such a comfortable pillow.
The greenette opens the door ready to greet the delivery man and go back to his spot as soon as possible. However, he must have done something to royally piss off the universe because as he opens the door he comes face to face with the self-proclaimed ‘Bakusquad’.
Kirishima, Mina, Denki, and Sero all stare at Izuku: Izuku who is in Katsuki’s house, Izuku who is wearing nothing but one of Katsuki’s T-shirts that hangs off his shoulder and his boxers, Izuku who has very noticeable hickeys all over his collarbones.
He stares for a half a second longer before he slams the door in their faces.
“Shit” Is all he has to say and honestly, it pretty much sums up the situation.
The blond hurries out of the living room at Izuku’s anguish.
“Fuck” he starts quietly “what happened, why’d you slam the door” Katsuki actually sounds distressed, the thought would make the old Izuku laugh, Kacchan wouldn’t get upset at the thought of something happening to him, you must be mistaken. Normally the thought makes him smile. Not today.
“Your friends are at the door” He manages, pathetically.
“Shit” Katsuki repeats Izuku’s previous remark.
“Do you think they saw-”
“They saw” Izuku interrupts.
Meanwhile the Bakusquad seems to have finally processed the situation, if the screaming from outside is anything to go by.
Katsuki boldly steps forward and wrenches the door open. “SHUT THE FUCK UP YOU’RE GONNA GET ME A FUCKING NOISE COMPLAINT IF YOU DON’T STOP YOUR SHITTY, POINTLESS ASS SCREAMING” Ending his frankly, ironic message by slamming the door in a much more aggressive manner than Izuku did.
Mina pushes open the letterbox and shouts back “I thought you’d have calmed down if you had someone to keep your dick wet, clearly, I was mistaken!” she bursts into a fit of laughter her cackling echoing through the small hallway.
Katsuki sighs, looking like he’s trying his hardest not to blow up the whole damn house before turning to Izuku.
“You okay with this, them knowing”
Katsuki steps closer to him gently resting his hands on the shorter man's waist, the weight a comforting anchor for Izuku.
Izuku goes onto his tiptoes slightly to kiss Katsuki softly, pulling away just enough to speak the words against the blond's lips. “I’m okay with anything, as long as you’re here” Katsuki kisses him back, harder, biting at his boyfriends bottom lip before breaking the kiss. “Okay” he says, a little breathless.
They had chosen to hide their relationship at first because they had no idea how long they were going to last and the last thing anyone needs is two friend groups trying to start a class war over one stupid breakup. They had agreed to tell everyone once they were confident it was more than just a fleeting romance but as time went on, they began to like just keeping it between themselves, they enjoy having the other to themselves without anyone commenting on how the behave around each other.
Katsuki takes a step back eyes raking over Izuku's form "As much as I'm loving the view, you should probably put on some trousers before we do this" His mouth quirks into a half smile as Izuku's face heats up. "Shut up" He says playfully watching Kacchans lips move into a full smile. Izuku won't ever get over how devastating Kacchan looks when he smiles. He's the picture of radiant beauty, the perfect blend of his parent's exceptional faces. From the way his skin is unblemished and soft to the carmine red of his eyes -Yes, Izuku did spend hours online finding the exact shade of his boyfriends eyes but that's not important right now- Even the ways shoulders are naturally so much broader than his waist is breath-taking, though the amount of work he puts into his physique certainly-
"Deku" Katsuki interrupts. "Stop staring, S'weird"
"Sorry Kacchan" Izuku says, only mildly embarrassed since it's far from the first time he's gotten lost in thought looking at his boyfriend. I mean it's had not to when your boyfriend has abs so great poets will be writing about them for generations to come!
"Stop muttering about my bloody abs and put some clothes on, freak" Katsuki accentuates his words with a shove to his freckled shoulder, pushing Izuku in the right direction.
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Izuku re-enters the living room a couple minutes later wearing a pair of grey joggies alongside Katsuki's skull T-shirt that he was wearing earlier because he's comfortable and really couldn't be bothered changing.
In Izuku's absence Katsuki had invited his friends into the living room where they were now sprawled out onto the couch facing the stool Katsuki had pulled over to sit on, looking like they were going to burst from anticipation until Mina finally spots him. "Hey, Midobabe" she starts with a mischievous grin looking over the couch to watch him from her spot in-between Denki and Kirishima "We were just talking about you. Come have a seat" Izuku shudders, Mina can be terrifying when she's after a piece of good gossip.
Izuku pulls over another stool from the side of the room placing it next to Katsuki's before he finally takes a seat. Izuku takes a seat next to Katsuki, the silence unbearably awkward.
"So... is this like the real deal or..." Sero starts, clearly unsure of what to say. "
"No, Deku just has a really bad sleepwalking problem."
"Sorry dude, just didn't think you could pull anyone" Is Sero's response. Katsuki fumes.
"Fuck you, not all of us are inbreed bastards like the lot of yous are"
"Hey, how come when we talk about dating you say 'It's a waste of fucking time' " Kaminari ends his question with a mocking Bakugou impression fully complete with the signature scowl. The stupid imitation causes Izuku to bark out a laugh. Katsuki swats him on the leg.
"Your shitty love life is a waste of time Sparky"
"Would it kill you to be nicer" Izuku reprimands.
"Yes"
"How did this happen though?" Kirishima questions "You two looks super awesome together but I had bets yous wouldn't figure your stuff out till after graduation at least"
"Wait do you think it's just like a friends with benefits type thing" Mina adds quickly before Katsuki and Izuku could respond.
"OH! Is Blasty just using him for sex" She continues, acting as if their in a shitty romance drama.
"Mina wait" Kaminari says seriously "What if Mido is using Kat!" They both burst into a fit of giggles before Kirishima smacks the both on the back of the head.
"Let the poor guys tell us how this happened"
"None of your fuckin' business Shitty Hair" Katsuki says.
"Let's just say it's a story for another time" Izuku quickly says before the Bakusquad can start firing questions at the couple again. Izuku really didn't want to have to tell the story of how they got together, it was frankly embarrassing to tell your friends that you confessed because you saw your childhood friend on his knees in front of you and couldn't control your mouth. It would probably be worse to tell them what Katsuki had done with the information Izuku found him hot though.
"But we've been dating for 4 months now and Kacchans surprisingly nice!"
"The fuck you mean surprisingly, I'm always nice"
"Uh huh, sure Kacchan"
"Why the fuck did you dickheads drop by anyway"
"Oh nothing, we just wanted to see if you wanted to go to the beach with us tomorrow" Sero answers.
"Yeah man, we didn't want you to spend your spring break trapped inside all day" Kirishima chimes in.
"No"
"Aw, you should go Kacchan, your friends came all the way to your house to invite you to the beach."
"Fuck off"
"He'll go" Izuku promises the group and he swears he hears Kaminari say whipped under his breath.
"You're coming to then sweetcheecks, you're blasty's boyfriend which means you are now an official member of the Bakusquad" Mina declares.
Izuku beams at the pink girl. "We'll be there"
"Cool we're meeting at the train station at 11, don't be late" Sero informs.
"You've asked your shitty question now get the fuck out" Katsuki glares at them.
"Wait just one more thing" Kaminari says with a devilish grin. "Who's the bottom?"
Izuku's face flushes as Katsuki releases small explosions from his palms chasing the group out of the door.
Kirishima lingers slightly behind as the rest of the group make their way down the hall.
"Hey, we're all happy for you man you know that" He says gently while placing a hand on Katsuki's shoulder.
"Yeah... Thanks Shitty Hair"
Kirishima smiles and leaves to go rejoin the rest of their friends.