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He's definitely gonna send this to Cherry

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Snapshots of Twin Stars AU | BKDK | Married!bkdk | pt 4

Up at Night

Izuku sleepwalks. His husband has to make sure he doesn't die. Humor and domestic fluff.

The night is quiet. Peaceful. The soft twinkling of stars and gentle moonlight are the only light that filters through the apartments full length windows.

Katsuki turns over in bed, halfway between dreaming and awake. He lays his arm over what was supposed to be his husband. But his arm falls to rest onto cold sheets. He opens an eye. The nerd isn't in bed. Probably got up to piss. Katsuki closes his eye again.

Then the peaceful silence is broken by faint rustling coming from somewhere in the house. Katsuki lifts his head. "Zu?"

Not hearing a response, he decides to get out of bed and check on his husband.

He doesn't expect what he finds. Izuku, in Katsuki's old t-shirt, standing in the middle of their kitchen, a bag of chips in hand. Chip bits all over the floor. Katsuki pinches the bridge of his nose.

"Izuku, what in the love of fuck are you doing?"

Izuku doesn't respond. The nerd doesn't even seem to notice he's entered the room.

"Oi! Nerd, why are you eating junk this late?" Katsuki comes closer. Izuku reaches his hand into the bag and takes a chip out. He offers it to the refrigerator.

"Want a chip?" His voice slurs. What the-

The nerd is dead asleep. He's not even aware of what he's doing. Katsuki could almost laugh. He watches Izuku eat chips and try to feed the refrigerator.

"Izuku, come back to bed." Katsuki leans on the doorframe, protectively observing his husband, but not touching him. Touching a sleepwalking person is never a good idea. Katsuki is very familiar with Izuku's nightmares and how he would often set off Black Whip if he's startled.

So he just watches. Hopefully he can either wake him gently by calling to him, or convince him to come back in the room so Katsuki can go back to sleep.

Izuku suddenly gasps and drops the bag of chips, spilling them all over the floor.

"Oi!" Katsuki moves to pick the bag up, but he's stopped by what is probably the scariest fucking thing the nerd has ever said.

"Don't trust them. They're spies for the League. Leave them to die." Then the nerd just...walks toward the living room, leaving Katsuki confused and a little weirded out. Izuku's never used that tone with him before.

He continues cleaning up the chips and sweeping up the crumbs. They don't need fucking rodents.

Katsuki then follows Izuku into the living room. He seems to be looking around the room, at what, Katsuki doesn't know. Then, Izuku waddles up to Katsuki in an almost adorable way. He places his hands on Katsuki's chest.

Izuku when he's awake would often to this. Sometimes he'd lay his head on Katsuki's chest. Just to hear his heart.

But he definitely wouldn't grope Katsuki's pectorals. Often. "Boobs." Katsuki raises an eyebrow. This stupid dweeb better not be dreaming of someone else. "Kacchan has the best boobs."

He really should have seen that coming. He rolls his eyes in a fond way. It's no secret his husband had an obsession with Katsuki's body. He often praised him and touched him any chance he got. And Katsuki very much did the same.

Izuku looks so pleased with fondling Katsuki's chest, Katsuki is almost tempted to kiss each one of his freckles. A lazy smile on his lips. "Are you gonna do this all night?"

Izuku looks up at him, and Katsuki isn't sure if he's actually seeing him or seeing something in his dream. He smiles, that sweet little dorky smile. The kind that makes his eyes crinkle at the edges and his cheeks fill. "Kacchan is so pretty."

Katsuki makes a "tch" sound with his tongue. He snorts. "Shut up."

Izuku seems to change focus, walking away from Katsuki. He wonders what's going on in the nerds dream. Apparently it had to do with chips that were spies for the League and loving Katsuki.

When Izuku picks up a porcelain vase, Katsuki rushes forward before he can drop it and cost them hundreds of dollars. But Izuku doesn't drop it. He...cradles it. Like an infant. Izuku coos to it and rocks it gently.

Holy shit. Katsuki's heart swells. And suddenly he feels like punching something from how cute Izuku looks. Cuddling a fucking vase. It's stupid. And he can't explain why he finds it so cute. Maybe it's just because it's Izuku.

He thinks he'd gag if he saw Half and Half or Shitty Hair looking at a vase like that.

It makes his stupid heart feel tight. He growls at himself, willing himself to pull it together.

"Kacchan? Why am I in the living room? And why am I holding a vase?" Izuku blinks, confused. He seems to have woken up. Perhaps from Katsuki's growling. He looks up at his taller husband with his brows furrowed.

Katsuki laughs, taking the vase from Izuku and setting it on their table. "You wouldn't believe me if I told you. Come to bed, nerd."

"...Okay? Yeah. Yeah, let's go to bed." Izuku looks around, very perplexed as he follows Katsuki back to their bedroom. Katsuki slows so Izuku passes by him, then places his hand on his husband's lower back, guiding him into the room.

"I don't remember even leaving the room."

"Don't worry about it, baby." He chuckles. The two return to their bed, getting under the covers. Katsuki pulls Izuku's body toward him.

"Kacchan, I really wanna know."

"Go to sleep, nerd."

"Kacchaaan..." Izuku whines, and Katsuki can't see his face, but he knows he's pouting.

"Sleep or I'll stop buying Mighty Ohs."

There's a soft gasp. It's a little dirty to use Izuku's favorite disgustingly sugary cereal, but the nerd is lucky he even buys that junk.

Izuku falls silent. Good. The threat seemed to have worked. Now Katsuki can finally get some fucking rest. He'll make fun of the nerd in the morning.

"Kacchan! Where did we put the chips?"

"Ask the League of Villains!"

"Huh??"

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Snapshots of Twin Stars AU | BKDK | married!bkdk | domestic fluff

Chapter Three: Lazy Day

Married couple Izuku and Katsuki spend a day at home on their day off.

For the first time in what seems like forever, the Wonder Duo have a day off together. And Izuku for one, plans to not do anything.

Usually Kacchan would be up by 5, get a morning jog in, make breakfast and bentos for both of them, wake Izuku up, usually gently but if Izuku doesn't wake up after a few tries, a kick in the ass works, listen to Izuku's sleepy mumbles about whatever dream he has, shower together, then head to work.

Sometimes Kacchan or Izuku would have a team up with some other hero, usually one of their friends, but usually they'd work together. They are the Wonder Duo. They're always a matching pair.

But today, they have off. And today, Izuku is not letting Kacchan get out of bed until at least noon. He's wrapped his powerful legs around Kacchan like a clingy octopus, holding onto him as much as his much smaller body allows. Kacchan isn't moving today.

Kacchan's beautiful face scrunches up as he starts to wake.

Katsuki goes to stretch his arms and he finds that something is restraining him. He opens his eyes to see Izuku, wrapped around him, looking at him with a sleepy smile. He should have known.

"Hi, Kacchan." How is the nerd so chipper?

"Hi." Katsuki's voice is deep and scratchy. He watches Izuku's cheeks turn red. Oh he likes that huh? "Let go'a me, 'Zu."

"Till death, Kacchan." The nerd wraps tighter around him, and he swears he sees Black Whip in the corner of his eye sneaking around his legs.

"That doesn't apply to wakin' up, dip shit. You want food or not?"

The nerd is quiet, as if he's thinking. Food would be nice. But... they hardly have time for cuddles lately. Katsuki knows damn well that's what he's thinking.

"Do you think I can use Black Whip to cook from here?"

"Deku get your freckled ass outta bed!" Katsuki pushes Izuku's face away from his. Izuku laughs and releases his beloved Kacchan. Reluctantly.

"Rude, my love. Very rude." Katsuki shakes his head in disbelief. He sits up and rubs his hand through his wild, pale hair.

"You knew that when you accepted my name."

Izuku sighs dreamily. He flops over on his back, spreading his arms out with a dopey smile. "Izuku Bakugou. I feel so blessed to have Kacchan's name."

The golden morning sun is gleaming off of his beautiful tan skin, accentuating every little star on his cheeks and shoulders. His smile.... Katsuki would kill a man without a second thought to protect that damn smile. Katsuki can't help the small sleepy smirk that comes to his face.

"Whatever, dweeb. We'll warm up some rice and miso. Get back over here."

Izuku might as well have super speed with how he launches himself at his much larger husband. Immediately Izuku's nuzzling into Katsuki's neck, pressing sweet little kisses there.

Katsuki's arms envelop him and bring him close, inhaling the scent of the shampoo he used the night before. Something strawberry.

Izuku lets out a soft hum, resting his head on Katsuki's chest. He places a kiss to the scar there. Katsuki knows Izuku will never stop praising his scars. Especially those from the war.

Something he and the nerd has in common. They both have scars from protecting each other. Scars neither regret. But they hold bittersweet feelings. Feelings of "I can't lose you" and "thank you for loving me" all at once.

A while back, Katsuki watched Izuku's face fall and guilt fill his emerald eyes every time he looked at Katsuki shirtless. Large starbursts dotted across his chest and ribs. And the angry pink explosion in the center of his chest. But even with that sad look on his face, the nerd always went out of his way to call Katsuki handsome. Katsuki hated that look.

Somewhere in their second year, Katsuki stares to realize that a lot of Izuku's scars were because of him. Crooked fingers from fighting him without giving up, thick lines on his palms from trying to rescue him way back then, and the one that fucking gutted Katsuki when he realized what it was. A smaller burn scar on his shoulder. Just big enough to fit teenage fingers. And Katsuki starts to understand the look in the nerds eyes.

Over the years, Izuku's eyes showed less and less guilt and sadness. He looks at Katsuki's scars with love and gratitude. Because they're proof that Katsuki loves him. And Katsuki kisses each one of Izuku's scars every time he gets the chance.

Katsuki's hands rub up and down his husband's bare back, holding him like someone might take him away. He's thinking of staying like this all day. Fuck breakfast.

"I love you, Kacchan. Endlessly." The nerds voice is so soft and so full of admiration.

Katsuki answers with a deep "Mhn." And Izuku knows what he means. He loves this reckless little dweeb so fucking much. He doesn't need to say it.

Izuku giggles. "Such a way with words, Kacchan." He teases. "But you don't have to say it. I know."

"You don't gotta sound so smug about it, ya little shit." Katsuki chuckles, squeezing Izuku's sides, making Izuku gasp and try to escape his hands by wiggling away.

"Kacchan! No tickles this early."

"It's ten."

"Early for normal people. Maybe not cranky old men." Oh the nerd is in for it. Katsuki goes in for the attack, assaulting Izuku's exposed ribs. Izuku squeals and desperately tries to push Katsuki's hands away.

"K-kacchan! D-dont! Stop it!" He laughs. That beautiful bell like laughter Katsuki loves for. So Katsuki doesn't stop. He continues as Izuku tries to squirm and roll out of his grasp. But no one can ever escape the Great Explosion Murder God Dynamight's ruthless grasp. Not even his adorable husband.

"Who's the cranky old man, hah?!"

"I-Im sorry I'm sorry! K-kacchan please!"

Finally, Katsuki decides the nerd has been punished enough. He lets Izuku catch his breath as his giggles die down.

"Kacchan's so mean." He turns his body to face Katsuki. But his smile doesn't match his words.

"Yeah? Mean must be your type then." He smirks, leaning his head on his propped up arm.

"I think my type is just Kacchan." Izuku leans his head up to give Katsuki a kiss. Soft and sweet. "It's only ever been Kacchan." A hand reaches up to rest on Katsuki's cheek. And Katsuki's shrived up, cold ass heart fills with love. His smirk softens.

"You're such a loser." He says fondly, taking a moment to admire how gorgeous Izuku looks when he's content like this. He can't fucking believe that he gets to wake up to this every day. Kiss this man when he comes home from a bad day. Comfort this man when he has a bad day of his own. He doesn't deserve this kind, amazing man.

But he'd also rather die than see Izuku with anyone else. Fuck that.

When he's done admiring his personal little treasure, Katsuki turns his head to kiss the nerds palm resting on his cheek. He yanks the blankets off of himself and pushes his body to sit up. He hears Izuku whine.

"Shut it, dweeb. We can't lay in bed and make out all day."

"Yes we can. We totally can. You're just depriving me of affection. Meanie."

Katsuki rolls his eyes, standing and stretching. He doesn't have to look at Izuku to know he's staring at Katsuki's broad, muscular back.

'Keep your eyes on me, nerd. Never take your eyes off me.' Katsuki smirks to himself. He relishes in Izuku's obsession with his body and his quirk. He's loves it. And he's equally as obsessed with the nerd. He won't deny that.

But he's starting to get hungry. And he knows if he doesn't feed the nerd now, Izuku will forget to eat. Katsuki finds a pair of pants and heads out of the bedroom.

He takes a plastic leftovers container of miso from last night's dinner from the fridge. He also takes out some leftover rice and a carton of eggs. He'll warm up the leftovers and make some tamagoyaki. That should tide them over.

He'll make a bigger lunch for them. Maybe order something nice for dinner. Or maybe go eat out. But that would run the risk of being recognized as the top two heroes.

As he's cracking eggs into a long rectangular pan for the tamagoyaki, he feels a pair of warm, muscular arms hug his torso, his husband's cheek resting on his shoulder blades.

So the nerd has finally gotten out of bed. Katsuki probably would have served him his breakfast in bed if he didn't. Saves him the trouble. "Really couldn't be away from me for 10 minutes?"

Izuku hums. "You know I can't, Kacchan."

"Loser." Katsuki laughs. His golden wedding band clinks against the ceramic bowl he uses to warm up the rice. "What do you want in your rice, baby?"

"Furikake."

"Obviously. What kind?" Katsuki's gonna put a fuck load of chili oil and garlic in his.

"Salmon and nori, please." Katsuki opens their seasoning cabinet, one of Katsuki's most prized collections, and reaches for their many furikake flavors. Then he spots something is off. He grabs the offending object. It's a small bottle of seasoning with a blue cartoon character on it. Katsuki definitely didn't buy this. "Izuku, why the fuck do we have Doraemon furikake?"

He can feel the nerd tense up and curl a bit into Katsuki's back. "Because it's cute, Kacchan." He pouts.

"When did you even get this, you little shit?" He doesn't remember a time when Izuku went to the store by himself. They usually go together or have groceries delivered.

Which means Izuku must have picked it up on his way home one day. He feels soft lips kiss his back.

"Are you mad at me, Kacchan?"

Katsuki sighs, sprinkling the seasoning on Izuku's rice.

"No, baby. Not mad at all. You want things, buy things. But you don't gotta hide them." He uses a pair of chopsticks to roll the egg into tamagoyaki, pouring more egg to make the roll larger and lets it cook. "Never hide from me."

"I'll tell you next time, Kacchan. Promise."

"Good. Now go wash your hands, nerd. Breakfast is almost done."

"Okay, my love." As Izuku passes him to head to the sink, Katsuki makes sure to give him a smack right on that round ass. How could he not? It's right there in his face.

Izuku scrunches his nose at him, but continues what he's doing. That's when Katsuki notices that Izuku had put on one of his shirts. It's far too big for him and falls off one of his shoulders. It's a black t-shirt with the words "Fuck around and find out" and a skeleton hand holding up a middle finger. One of his favorites. That little shit. He looks damn fine in it though.

The nerd seems to catch a whiff of the food. "Kacchan, you're making tamagoyaki? Smells so good!" He dries his hands and goes to the cabinets to get their dishes. As he reaches up, Katsuki has the pleasure of seeing just a peak of Izuku's All Might briefs. And his gods given thighs that can crush a man. Katsuki has to focus in order to not burn the eggs.

Smaller dishes for the sides and their rice bowls. Chopsticks of course. And shiruwan, or soup bowls for the miso. Izuku dutifully and lovingly helps him plate the meal, humming as he does so.

Katsuki snorts. He wonders if Izuku must have been a wife in his past life. He better damn well as been his husband though.

He can imagine himself as a shogun. The best of course. A strong military leader with a powerful army. And Izuku as his equally as powerful wife. He probably was offered tons of concubines, but he wouldn't give half of a shit about them. Only Izuku.

Any universe, any era, only Izuku.

The last of the food is prepared, and Katsuki cuts the tamagoyaki into equal size rectangles and sets them on a tray. Izuku helps him set the table with the food and they sit to eat.

Izuku folds his hands in a prayer. "Thank you for the food." He smiles brightly. Katsuki rolls his eyes and picks up his chopsticks.

"Just eat, dork."

The meal is pretty good by Katsuki's standards. Mixing the rice with seasoning and nori really made it come together. After breakfast, they gather the plates to clean.

"I'll do the dishes, Kacchan. Since you cooked. You should shower first so it's nice and hot."

"Hah?! You're saying I stink?"

"No, Kacchan. But considering what we spent a lot of last night doing, we should both shower." He can see Izuku's cheeks turn pink from where he is. Even the back of his neck.

"Why shower now, if we're just gonna do it again?"

"Kacchan!" Izuku turns to face him, puffing his cheeks in embarrassment.

"Just thinking ahead." Katsuki snorts. "I'll shower. But I'll wait for you to get done." Izuku's face softens.

"Okay, Kacchan." The nerd turns toward the sink again to finish the dishes. Katsuki better get the towels in the warmer.

While the nerd does his thing, Katsuki heads to the bathroom. He lights some scented candles. Just because. Not at all because he wants to smooze his husband. It's not like he needs to. The nerd has a hard time keeping his hands off him.

Katsuki gets their shower ready, starting the water so it can get warm.

"Love? Oh! The candles are such a nice touch, Kacchan." Izuku looks around with a soft smile. "Are you trying to seduce me, Kacchan?"

Katsuki puts their matching monogrammed fluffy robes on the hooks so he can embrace his husband. "I can't just do somethin' nice for my nerd?"

"You do lots of nice things for me, Kacchan. That's not what I meant." Izuku lifts himself to his tiptoes to kiss Katsuki's cheek. "The candles are lovely, sweetheart. Thank you."

"Waters ready."

"You spoil me, Kacchan. You really do." Izuku gives him a real kiss this time before starting to undress. Katsuki leans on the wall as he watches Izuku lift Katsuki's favorite shirt off of his battle hardened body. His scars a vibrant pale against his tanned, freckled skin.

His hips and stomach hold a bit of softness, but his thighs were carved by the ancient Greeks. His arms not quite as muscular, since most of his fighting is done with his legs. But all of him is gorgeous.

Izuku had always been pretty. Katsuki was a fool and a bastard for not seeing it sooner.

Izuku gives him a look over his shoulder as he stands nude before Katsuki. "Are you going to stare all day, Kacchan?" His tone is light and teasing.

Katsuki pushes himself off of the wall. "What? I can't look at my own husband?" Izuku approaches him, placing his scarred hands on the waistband of Katsuki's sweatpants. His thumbs hook under the elastic and start to pull downward slowly.

"It wouldn't be fair if you were the only one that gets to look, my dear Kacchan." The nerds eyes peer seductively up at him through thick, dark lashes. Katsuki feels his husband's warm hands on his hips, then the loss of his pants as they fall to the floor. He feels hands squeeze his ass.

"You little fucker." Katsuki smirks, swiping the nerds hands away to hold them captive above Izuku's head. "Am I just a piece of meat to you, hah?!"

Izuku giggles. They've played this game before. "No, Kacchan. Promise."

"Think you can do whatever you want, huh?" Katsuki moves him backward inch by inch, into the shower. Izuku squeaks as water starts to hit his shoulders and hair.

"Kacchan's body is just so perfect! Can't help but touch!" He laughs still as Katsuki grins.

"Then I get to do whatever I want too, huh.. I-zu-ku?" He accentuates each syllable slowly. He knows exactly what it does to the nerd.

Izuku's eyes widen, then he bites his lip as he flushes. "Kacchan..."

"Ya know what I wanna do, Izuku?"

"What, my love?" Izuku's voice was soft and heavy at the same time. Heavy with want. But soft with love and trust.

"I want you to bathe, stinky." Katsuki holds Izuku under the stream of water. Izuku yells, then laughs.

"So mean, Kacchan!" Katsuki works on wetting Izuku's thick, green curls, massaging his fingers through them.

"Stay still, dweeb." Izuku obeys, looking up at Katsuki with big, loving eyes. His arms hug Katsuki's waist as he allows his husband to clean him.

"I'm so blessed."

"You say that 50 times a day, nerd."

"I mean it every time." Katsuki lathers Izuku's hair with curl balanced hydrating shampoo. Izuku needed to use a specific kind of shampoo or his hair would be dry and unmanageable.

Lucky for the nerd, he has a damn good husband willing to do the dirty work in order to keep his ass in gear.

"Yeah? You really feel blessed?"

"Of course. I'm married to Kacchan. Who takes such good care of me." Katsuki's hands pause.

It wasn't always like that. And the guilt still creeps up on him some times. He owes it to Izuku to care for him like this. To pamper him.

"You take care of me too, nerd. More than I deserve."

Izuku's eyes flash with defiance, his brow furrowing. "Kacchan, dont. I know what you're thinking. I know you too well. We both deserve to be loved. You taught me that."

Katsuki snorts. He rinses the shampoo out of Izuku's hair, pushing his hair back as he does. "How did an asshole like me teach you something like that?"

Izuku squeezes his eyes shut, trying not to get soap in his face. "By-" Katsuki covers his mouth before he can finish.

"Unless you wanna eat shampoo, shut your mouth for a second, dork." He guides the water away from Izuku's face with his hands. He can see every freckle, every laugh line. Izuku is so beautiful.

"There. Now talk." Izuku's big, green, doe eyes open and he smiles at Katsuki like he's worth the entire world.

"Thank you, Kacchan~ Let me get you now." Katsuki was far too tall for Izuku to reach his hair. But Izuku has Float to help him.

Which brings something to mind. "If your little ass can fly, why do you make me reach the top shelf?! Hah?!" He grabs ahold of Izuku's cheek and pulls on it.

"Ouch! It's cuz I like when you lean over me! Leggo, Kacchan!" Izuku rubs his cheek when Katsuki releases him. He glares up at Katsuki but there's no real heat behind it.

"You're a little shit, you know that?" Katsuki can't say he blames him though. Katsuki himself likes when he can get things for Izuku. Help him in some way. Even small things like making his bentos or reaching things for him.

"You like a challenge, Kacchan." Izuku giggles. His feet lift off the shower floor as he begins to wet Katsuki's hair. Not like Katsuki has much. After they graduated, he started cutting his hair shorter on the sides. Easier to manage and less risk of it getting in his face in battle.

But just enough on top for the nerd to run his hands through.

Katsuki's hands hold onto Izuku's waist as he looks up at his floating husband. Lazy smile on his lips. Izuku hums what sounds suspiciously like the All Might theme song as he soaps up and washes Katsuki's hair. Katsuki's eyes never once leave Izuku's face.

He has words to say. But he's never been good at words. So he just grunts softly. Izuku will understand. He always does.

He watches Izuku's smile grow. "I love you too, Kacchan. Lean your head back so I can rinse it out." Katsuki does, closing his eyes finally.

He feels the water run down his back. And feels Izuku's practiced hands brushing his hair back. Izuku is extra careful to not get soap in Katsuki's eyes. Not like Katsuki gives a shit if it does get in his eyes.

But the fact that Izuku loves him that much, it's something Katsuki holds onto. Back in high school, he would have snapped at Izuku, thinking that the nerd thought that he was weak and helpless.

But now... Now he knows that Izuku does these things not because he thinks Katsuki can't do it for himself, but because he loves him. Sometimes it's still hard for Katsuki to accept kindness. But he's working on it.

"All done, Kacchan!" Izuku starts to lower himself back onto the floor, with Katsuki's help.

"You did good, nerd." Katsuki lifts Izuku's chin with his finger. The nerds eyes widened and sparkled, filling with love. Katsuki decides to reward him with a soft kiss.

He can feel his husband melt, returning the kiss without hesitation. When Katsuki breaks the kiss, Izuku is a mushy lovestruck mess. And Katsuki enjoys the effect he has from just a little kiss.

"Lets wash up, nerd. So we can watch somethin'."

"Okay, Kacchan. Cuddles too, right?"

"Maybe." He already knows he'll end up giving Izuku exactly what he wants. Holding his husband while watching some dorky hero documentary doesn't sound like a bad way to spend a day off.

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Snapshots Of Twin Stars AU | BKDK | married!bkdk | mentions of iidaocha

Chapter Two: Bubble Up

Katsuki has a hard day at work. Izuku calms him with a bubble bath.

Izuku hums as he stirs his tea. It's a quiet evening alone, which is rare for the Wonder Duo. Usually they're on patrol together. But Katsuki was called in for a solo mission last minute. So Izuku had the evening to himself. He cleaned the house, got bored without Kacchan to talk to, watched a documentary, took notes, and now he's relaxing with some tea.

Overall a good night.

Or was. Then he feels that something is wrong. He places his tea down and looks up just in time to see their front door open. But instead of seeing his triumphant husband, he sees a battered and tired Katsuki, barely holding himself up. Immediately, he's rushing to his husband.

"Kacchan!" He floats over his husband in worry, checking for injuries. He was bleeding from somewhere, but Izuku couldn't find any critical injuries. "Let's get you inside and out of your suit." Izuku lands on the ground and starts to unfasten Katsuki's gauntlets.

"It's not my blood." Izuku stops. He looks up at Katsuki with sad eyes. Now he understands what this is.

It's something every hero has to deal with eventually. Losing a civilian. Katsuki must have lost someone today.

Izuku cradles Katsuki's cheeks in his hands, looking attentively at his expression. "Kacchan... You did what you could. You know that right?"

His dear Kacchan looks so heartbroken. The fire in his eyes is dull. Izuku's heart felt heavy seeing his husband like this. The man he always saw as strong and fearless.

"Will you let me take care of you? Just for tonight." Katsuki is silent for a while. Then he grabs hold of Izuku's shirt and pulls him close, his face buried in his soft curls. Izuku holds him so gently. He doesn't understand why Izuku loves him like this. Why he's so careful and sweet with him. Why he shows him so much love when he doesn't deserve it. Izuku. Kind, caring Izuku. Who loves as passionately and as fiercely as he fights.

Izuku takes his gauntlets off, setting them by the door, then he takes his belt off and sets it on a hook. He wasn't supposed to come home with his costume, but he was so out of it and he just needed to see Izuku that he didn't stop until he was home. He feels Izuku reach behind his head and take his headpiece off, then his shoulder guard. He does it with such gentle hands. Until he's just in his cargo pants and spandex top, that's barely being held together.

Izuku's scarred hands are suddenly around his own, and he's leading Katsuki to the bathroom. He doesn't have to tell Izuku to use the lavender candles, because they're already being lit. He doesn't have to tell Izuku to put his towel in the warmer, because he's already doing it. Izuku works like he knows everything about Katsuki's bath preferences. What bubbles he likes to use, what soap he likes, what shampoo works best with his hair, Izuku knows him more than anyone.

Izuku sits on the edge of the tub, checking the water temperature and lathering up the bubbles so it's nice and foamy. He smiles at Katsuki as he beckons him forward. Then he takes off the rest of his hero suit.

"Go ahead and get in, Kacchan. I'll undress and join you."

Izuku shrugs off his day clothes while Katsuki sits himself in their jacuzzi sized tub. The water bill was hell, but Katsuki doesn't regret fighting for the big tub. It's deep and wide enough for both of their fully grown, heroically muscular bodies could fit comfortably.

Izuku had wanted to get just a shower because he said that's all he needed. A quick wash up and he was ready to go. Katsuki had to teach him how to put together a skin and hair routine. Because apparently Izuku had never even heard of lotion before Katsuki. No wonder his skin was so dry. But Katsuki was able to talk some sense into him.

Izuku's soft hands cradle Katsuki's face, his thumb brushing against his old scar, and gives him a soft kiss before joining him in the tub. Nestled right behind him. Usually it was Katsuki holding Izuku. His arms around his much smaller middle, washing his hair for him, doting on him like he deserves. But tonight, just tonight, he'll let Izuku take care of him.

Izuku urges him to lean his head back onto his chest. He gently starts rubbing at his shoulders and neck, where he knows Katsuki's gear weighs him down. "Do you wanna talk about it? It's okay if you don't. I'm still here."

"It was a kid. Probably about 13. School collapsed. Got everyone else out. But this kid was hiding in the bathroom. I didn't know. When I got to him..... Izuku..." Katsuki's voice breaks. He sounds so tired. "I think I killed him."

"Darling, no, you didn't kill anyone. You saved so many. Kacchan.... Heroes aren't perfect. We're humans too. And sometimes awful things happen that we can't stop. And it's not our fault. That's what you told me after that fire rescue gone wrong. Remember? I was so broken. But you put me back together. And now, it's my turn. I'm not saying you can't grieve. Have your time, and I'll help you build back up again."

Katsuki signs, his shoulders relaxing. "Izuku.. I'm not weak."

"No, Kacchan. Of course you're not. Even the strongest have bad days. You're not weak for this." Izuku kisses one of Katsuki's shoulders, the one scarred from the war. Back when Katsuki threw himself in front of an attack to save Izuku. A symbol of his Kacchans strength and bravery. Izuku's hands work into Katsuki's tense muscles, down his arms, his back, his chest and his hands. He knows sometimes Katsuki's hands hurt because of his attacks. Izuku's hurt as well from overusing One For All.

"Let me wash you up and we can lay down together."

"You're jus' gonna mess it up."

"I will not, Kacchan, now turn and face me."

Katsuki teases, but he trusts Izuku with everything he is. So he sits up and turns himself in the tub. Now he's looking at Izuku's sweet smile. And he's tempted to splash him. Wipe that smile off his face. But he just doesn't have the energy. So he just frowns. He watches his tiny husband take the bath sponge, lather it with cucumber scented soap, and start to wash his body. The smell is nice. Fresh. Somehow very relaxing and refreshing. Izuku hums softly as he washes Katsuki's body. Katsuki watches with curious eyes. A question on the tip of his tongue.

"What did I do to deserve you?"

Izuku pauses, then as if it's the easiest question in the world, he simply says "You exist. That's all you need to do to deserve love. Just exist."

After both of them are squeaky clean, hair washed and rinsed off, they help each other out of the tub, dry each other in toasty, warm towels, Izuku bandages Katsuki's wounds, and then the couple gets dressed for bed.

"Did you hear Hanta proposed to Shoto?"

"About fuckin' time. Let me guess, it was super corny."

"Hanta took him to his favorite soba shop, then took him to an Endo era temple and that's where he asked."

"Corny. Should have wrote it in fireworks like I did."

"Kacchan, you used your quirk."

"And it was badass." Izuku laughs. Katsuki proposed by spelling out "Marry Me Loser" in his blasts on a candlelit beach with homemade katsudon. It was more romantic than it sounds.

"No one can beat you, Kacchan." Izuku lays on their bed, his arms reaching out. Katsuki follows, laying by his side and pulling him close.

"Because I'm the best. Now we gotta wait for Glasses to finally man up and ask Cheeks."

"Hmhm. I heard they got a penthouse together, so it's only a matter of time."

"Cheeks is never gonna have to worry about cash again."

"Kacchan! She really loves Tenya. She's not with him for money. It's romantic."

"Cheeks loves that fat stack of cash, alright."

"Kacchan!" Izuku giggles. He's glad Katsuki seems to be feeling better. Even if it's a small percent. A little at a time is okay.

#iidaocha #bkdk fic #married bkdk #katsuki x izuku #katsudeku #bakugou x midoriya #bkdk #bakudeku #izuku midoriya #bakugou katsuki #katsuki bakugou #midoriya izuku

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Wedding Hells

Snapshots of Twin Stars au | future ph!bkdk | wedding fic | side seroroki and shinkami | long fic

Bkdk just wants to get married. Villians crash their wedding.

"This is Hanso Fujihiko coming to you LIVE at the televised wedding ceremony of Japan's beloved Wonder Duo, Dynamight, the Explosion Hero, and Deku, the Hero of Hope! If you haven't been living under a rock for the last five years, the Wonder Duo is the hottest celebrity couple in Japan! Winning hearts with their heroic deeds and clever marketing. They never seem to do anything apart and we are eating it up! And after many years of climbing the charts side by side, our beloved heroic pair is finally tying the knot!"

As the reporter continued his script, the wedding party was scurrying around to make sure everything was perfect. Izuku and Katsuki have been through so much, their friends and fellow pro heroes would be damned if they didn't deserve a perfect wedding day.

"Is Midoriya getting dressed still?" Todoroki asked. To anyone outside their group, Todoroki's facial expressions and tone seemed unchanging. But a trained ear, and close friends who knew him, could tell that anxiety was starting to get to him.

"Chill, Roki, baby. Everything's going according to plan. The flowers are perfect, Jirou's got the tunes, Mic sensei is gonna take care of the speeches and keep the mood hyped. And Kiri and Mina are getting the grooms all snazzy. Relax, gorgeous." Sero lazily slings his arm around Shoto's shoulders. Ever since third year, Sero and Shoto have been an item. Both of them were awkward at first, being as Shoto has never had anyone show interest in him and Sero's never dated a boy before. But they're still going strong, filling out the parts the other lacks.

Shoto gives a determined nod and tries to calm himself. "Thank you, Hanta. Everything is going to be fine." His boyfriend kisses his cheek before patting his back and going off to help Sato and Koda with the catering. He didn't cook anything but he sure can help taste it.

In Bakugou's suite, he was seconds from blasting this stupid suit and his stupid rock faced best friend off the face of this planet. "I'm not wearin' no stupid fucking cufflinks!" Kirishima was trying to wrestle them onto Bakugous sleeves without either using their quirks. Since that would ruin the suits and they don't have time to pick up another.

"Come ON, Katsuki! It's tradition! You wanna look nice for Mido right?"

"The shit nerd loves me just fine no matter what I wear!" What was supposed to be a threat turned out sounding much more endearing. It was enough to make Kirishima pause and then smile knowingly.

"Aw, Kats~ I'm gonna stop with the cufflinks but I am SO telling Mina how romantic you are~" Immediately he pulls out his phone. Katsuki rages, yelling as he tries to crush it. Making Kirishima laugh. It's a good thing his phone case is as unbreakable as he is.

Ping! Mina squeaks and giggles as she reads her messages. "Mido! Your man is being totally adorbs~ Kiri tells me he's in there angrily professing his love."

Izuku, who was previously pacing in front of a full length mirror, pauses to look at her. He flushes with a light chuckle. "As Kacchan does with everything. Aggressive but somehow also sweet." He seems to frown at a sudden thought. "Kacchan probably is going to look amazing. Stunning. As he always is. What if... What if I look boring next to him?" Maybe inviting the media to his wedding in exchange for the profits being donated to charities supporting homeless queer kids and heteromorphic rights organizations wasn't such a good idea. Yes it's to a good cause. And Izuku is so glad he made that ultimatum to the news network currently surrounding their venue. But... It's costing Izuku his sanity. And worst of all, he can't see his beloved Kacchan until the ceremony starts. He's getting nervous just being away from him.

Ever since they were children, they've been in each other's lives. Grew up in the same neighborhood, had the same classes, even when Katsuki wasn't the kindest to him, they were always within arms reach. Never had they spent a long period of time away from each other.

Until the war. Until his Kacchan was stolen from him. Until they fought death itself to keep the other alive. Now they can't stand even one day apart.

Mina rolls her eyes with an amused grin. "Mido... Honey.. you don't honestly think you're boring, do you? You've got a rockin' bod, and those cute freckles. Those doe eyes. You've really filled out since first year. You're a total babe." Izuku has changed a lot. He's only grown a couple inches since high school, but he's broad now. Slightly darker tan, thighs and an ass that could quite literally crush a man's head, and his hair is more well managed now. He keeps it short on the sides and curly on top. Katsuki has been sporting an undercut these days and he's far taller. Built like a house too. But as always, he's so gorgeous. Kacchan has always been so pretty. Even now, with his face scarred from the war. Especially now. Izuku finds his scars very sexy.

The door softly opens and Izuku's gaze snaps to it, hoping it's his Kacchan.

Uraraka shyly smiles. Like she knows exactly what he was thinking. "Sorry, Deku. It's only me."

Izuku suddenly looks embarrassed. But he opens his arms to accept her in a warm hug. "You're exactly what I need. You look beautiful, as always." The two good friends giggle and greet each other.

"Ya know, what I said in second year, about kicking his butt if he ever hurts you still stands." Ochaco pokes Izukus chest.

"I'll kick his butt myself, don't worry." Izuku gives a light chuckle. He and Ochaco dated for a short time in first year. Then they realized with a war going on and their feelings changing, that it was better for them to just be friends. Ochaco also has a close relationship with Bakugou, as they're gym buddies. So she's aware he'd never harm Izuku ever again. But still. It's her job as best friend to hand out threats.

When she really wants to rile the explosion hero up, she'd just brag about being Izukus first kiss. And his first date. Nothing gets Bakugous blood pumping and his muscles straining like furious pushups after being told his future husband kissed someone other than him.

"How are you holding up, Deku?" Ochaco asks while rubbing his arm softly.

Mina nods. "It's not too late to tell the vultures to back off."

"It's okay. I did make them a deal. And it's going to be helping a lot of people. I can deal with this one day. Because..." Izuku's voice starts to sound watery. "..b-because after today... I'm gonna be married to Kacchan." He sniffles as he chuckles. Mina comes over with a soft face cloth so his makeup doesn't run too much.

"Zuku, those better be happy tears. I didn't spend all that time curling your hair and dolling you up for you to wash it away with anything but happy tears." Mina scolded, but fondly smiles as she wipes his eyes.

"Happy tears... Very happy. I'm so blessed. All my friends, my mom, my senseis, and today I get to marry the love of my life. I'm very happy." Izuku smiles with such soft eyes.

Ping! Kirishima plops down, out of breath from his wrestling match with Bakugou, both having given up since they were evenly matched without quirks. They're both quite broad and muscular. With Katsuki being slightly shorter.

"Mina says Mido is crying about marrying the love of his life. He's just as whipped as you." Eijirou laughs. Katsuki straightens his tie in the mirror, scowling slightly.

But his voice is soft and full of affection. "Nerd always cries. But at least this time it's not for some stupid reason." Katsuki feels his own eyes sting but he shakes it off. He can't cry today. The nerd has cried enough for both of them. "Eij... I'm getting fucking married." He shakes his head like he doesn't quite believe it. After everything he's done, he doesn't think he deserves something as precious as this. Someone as amazing as Izuku. If Izuku knew he thought like this, the nerd would argue with him that he's made up for his past and that no matter what, they will always have each other.

Kirishima knows his best friend enough to know the meaning behind his words, no matter how hidden they are. He stands, going over to Katsuki and wraps him in a hug. He doesn't let Katsuki wiggle his way out of this one either. He holds him tight. "Kats.. whatever's going through your head, man.. it's just wedding jitters. Nerves. You and Mido will be great together. Ya know.. we always knew you two would be here. We figured it would take a while due to both of you being stubborn as hell. But you did it. And in only half the time we'd bet it would take."

"The fuck you mean you bet on it?!" Katsuki pushes out of Kirishimas grasp. "You bet I would lose??"

"Kats, it's not losing. We just bet it would take the two of you about five more years to figure out you were nuts for each other." The red haired hero chuckles, brushing through his long hair. He had it in a lose ponytail for the ceremony. When he was on duty, it was usually styled up in the front but kept long so it fell down his back. It gave him a lion like appearance. But the real Eijirou was anything but. He was more of a giant puppy.

Katsuki growls, baring his teeth. "Same shit! Not being with the nerd is losing." Katsuki seemed to realize that time just how sappy he sounded because his eyes widen and his cheeks turn pink. But it was too late. Kirishima laughs at him, hands over his mouth in surprise.

"You're a goner, bro! I can't wait to tell Mido!"

"Not if I kill you!" Katsuki reels one hand back as if he was going to punch Kirishima but before he can, the door opens.

"Kacchan! Wow, you look like a bonified prince!" Of course it's Dunce Face. "Woah, did I interrupt something?"

"Kats was just telling me how he can't wait to be married and how in looove he is~" Kirishima dodges a punch in the chest.

"Fuck off! I didn't say any of that shit!"

Kaminari seems to be amused by this. He was never scared of their explosive friend's outburst like the rest of the group. He goes right up to Bakugou and pats his cheek, which Bakugou angrily smacks away, snarling. "You're always so shy, Suki~. It's totally okay to show much you care once in a while. We already know you're literally willing to die for Mido. Saying you love him isn't something to be shy about." Kaminari taps Katsuki's nose with his finger.

"I ain't shy! And stop touching me! Of course I love the nerd! But it's not as mushy as Shitty Hair says. I was jus' sayin' that I can't wait for this day to be over already. All this shitty press botherin' us. Izuku-" he stops himself from finishing. It's bad enough his cronies think he's some sap. If they knew he was so aggravated because he was knew his fiance had anxiety and the media would only further freak him out, they would never let him hear the end of it. "I don't need this shit right now. The longer I'm out of the field, the less villains I can destroy."

"This guy." Kaminari gently elbows Kirishima, both looking amused. "Always thinking about work. It's your wedding day, dude. Chill. There's plenty of heroes that can pick up the slack-"

"None as good as me and Deku."

"-While you get hitched. Wait- you're including Midoriya now~. You're right, Kiri. He is whipped."

Bakugou's face burns, but he turns away so he doesn't blast his designer suit. A wedding gift from his parents. All of the parties outfits were specially designed for each person, fitting their personal style, color motifs and body type. Even Shoji and his many appendages. Which Shoji was over the moon about. He's never had someone actually care that much to design something for him.

"Enough outta you extras. Pikadork, didn't you bring that...freaky one? He's with Izuku, yeah?"

"He's not freaky. He's my date. And yes, Toshi is on his way to Mido's room. You've known Hitoshi since first year. Yet you still don't know his name?"

"I don't care enough to know any of your names." An absolute lie. Which Kaminari absolutely doesn't buy.

"There you go with that shy thing again. You know our names~."

Then Kirishima, the bastard, decides to betray Katsuki. "He called me Eij before you got here, Denks."

Chaos erupts.

"Shinsou! Deku, Shinsou's here!" Uraraka opens the door to reveal a shyly smiling indigo haired hero. Like mostly everyone else, Hitoshi has grown quite a bit. And that included height.

Izuku smiles wide, greeting his good friend with a hug. "Hitoshi! I'm so glad you could make it. I thought for sure you'd be on patrol all week."

"I requested a night off. Turns out the big wigs are willing to do anything for Japan's number one, and any friends he has." He jokes. Izuku chuckles, but then he's sporting a mischievous looking grin.

"I'm sure it has nothing to do with the fact that Kaminari asked you to go with him." Shinsou looks away with a slight cough and Izuku knows he's won. "I think you two would be good together. He really likes you."

"He's like that with all his friends."

Mina gaffaws as she types away on her phone, checking in on the preparations. "He doesn't look at us like he does you. Denki is totally into you. Ask him on a real date already. God, this is third year Blasty and Midoriya all over again. Is it a thing with you guys that none of you realize someone is into you?"

Izuku and Shinsou both look somewhere between embarrassed and undignified. "Kacchan and I weren't that bad..." Apparently that's not the right thing to say, because the entire room erupts into snorts of laughter.

In the Bakugou suite, an alarm on Katsuki's phone goes off. Then Denki's and Eijirou's simultaneously. They all share a look of determination. The ceremony was starting.

"Go to your seats. Keep the hag out, and don't get up to any bullshit. I fucking mean it." He points to the both of them. "This day is going to go fucking perfect even if it kills me. Now get out, chucklefucks." Denki and Kirishima give mock salutes as they rush out. It seems just in time too, as they catch Mitsuki Bakugou on her way to Katsuki's room.

"Is my brat ready yet? I swear if he-"

"Mrs. Bakugou! Do you remember me? Kaminari. I'm friends with your son. Hey, why don't we catch up in the chapel, yeah?"

The two heroes lead Bakugou's mother down the hall and far away from Katsuki's room. She would only cause him more stress and no one needed a stressed out Dynamight.

With the wedding party gathering in the chapel, and everyone taking their seats, the atmosphere is starting to settle. This was finally happening. The camera crew turns to film the entrance as Yamada plays a romantic score on the piano. It seemed Mic's talents didn't just lie in electronic and hip hop beats. His husband and daughter look on proudly from their seats. Shinsou sneaks in to take his seat with his sister and guardian. When the school found out Shinsou lived in a foster home, Aizawa officially adopted him. Something about his potential and saving time. But everyone knows he loves the boy like his own son. He tries his best not to blush when Kaminari's pretty golden eyes follow him as he passes before resuming his conversation with Mrs Bakugou quietly. He's definitely gonna take Mina's advice and ask Denki out. Just not here. This was Izuku's special day.

The girls enter, glowing and beautiful, in pairs. Beautiful lace and delicate curls. Flowers of red and orange lovingly placed in their hands, vines of ivy falling from each bouquet. The two grooms favorite colors. The main flower of these bouquets were the ever beautiful and fiery Forever Susan Asiatic Lily.

Izuku once suggested red and green for their eye colors. Katsuki quickly shot it down with "I ain't having my wedding look like Christmas." So they went with their favorite colors. It ended up fitting them far more than their original choice. Which Katsuki will brag about on their honeymoon.

The next of the party to enter is the boys, Kirishima and Iida leading. Kaminari had left the Bakugous at some point and was entering with the rest of Katsuki and Izuku's friends. Each one of them had a smaller Forever Susan Asiatic Lily in their jacket pocket, along with a green handkerchief. Each man, and Jirou, because she really hated wearing dresses, sported their signature color on their tie. Otherwise, their suits were identical in color. Similar designs, though each custom fit for each hero. With Jirou's being a more feminine cut.

After the wedding party was Katsuki's entrance. And an entrance it was. Katsuki, as always, looked gorgeous. With his ash blond hair styled to the side, revealing his very rarely seen forehead. Best Jeanist would be proud, if he could have made it. A lovely watch adorns his wrist, his nails painted black. His crimson red eyes lined with eyeliner and the slightest smokey eye. His skin was perfect like his mother's so he didn't need much to enhance his natural beauty.

His suit was fitted to his body in just the right ways. It was a burnt orange three piece, though Katsuki argued with his mother about wearing the tie and vest. He ended up wearing them today. Not for his mother. But for his Izuku. Today has to be perfect. That includes enduring choking nearly to death by a stupid tie. The tie and accents of the suit were a cream color. A handkerchief in his pocket, a silver grenade shaped pin on his lapel, and a thin and tiny chain pinned from one side of his shirt collar to the other, over the tie.

He walked with his hand in his pocket, but kept his back straight, as instructed by Best Jeanist, whom he'd very embarrassingly asked for advice weeks ago. He was aware he had a problem with his posture. But he never had a reason to give a fuck. Now he does. And that reason had the most beautiful, hope filled green eyes and freckles like constellations. Fuck he loves that dorky little nerd so much.

Katsuki takes his place at the center of the alter. Kirishima pats his shoulder with an encouraging smile. He leans over to whisper. "I've never seen you look that happy. Were you thinking about Izuku~?" He learns a light elbow to the side.

He would never admit it, but he doesn't remember ever being happier than he is now. Today he was going to marry Izuku, the boy who always reached out to him. The man who saved his life many times. The man he saved many times in return. The love of his life. And his absolute soulmate. He's sure of that. Only fate would be so cruel as to dangle such an amazing man in front of him, then make him spend a decade and a half being a complete fucking dumbass about it. After everything, the nerd is still by his side. So he has to be Katsuki's soulmate.

Once the music shifts to a bridal tune, the room grows quiet. The doors open once more. Inko holds Izuku's arm. He's looking down in shyness but that doesn't hide his beauty. A few gasps and 'aw's are heard as he looks up and straight at Katsuki. Only ever at Katsuki. And he has the softest, most hopelessly in love expression. Kirishima suddenly understands the look Katsuki had moments before. Because Izuku has the same expression.

Izuku's suit was much like Bakugou's, only viridian in color, and with a bow tie. Where Katsuki's shirt was white, Izuku's was black. Where his handkerchief was creme, Izuku's was red. Where Katsuki had a grenade shaped pin, Izuku had an All Might pin on his lapel. He insisted. Izuku, unlike Katsuki, could be talked into the cufflinks. Green gems. Honestly, a good look for Izuku. Damn, Katsuki couldn't be more proud he could call this man his husband. Or was about to

Suddenly, Izuku is standing in front of him, with his glassy, teary eyes and his stupidly adorable freckles. "Hi."

"Holy shit. -I mean, hey. Fuckin' hot."

Izuku giggles with a shy blush.

Inko takes her seat next to Mitsuki and Masaru, handkerchief up to her mouth as she stifles her tears. Her baby was getting married. And over all, he is the happiest she's ever seen him. Katsuki will be good to him, she just knows it. She wasn't sure when Izuku called her one day after graduation and told her Kacchan confessed his feelings. She remembers how the boy used to be with her son. She never expected Katsuki would ask to meet her over dinner. And she definitely didn't expect such a polite and nervous young man apologizing to her for how he treated her son and asking for her blessing to date Izuku.

She was in disbelief this was the Katsuki Bakugou that her son grew up with. The boy that bullied him. But the then 19 year old that asked for her permission and apologized was so different. And the now 24 year old looking at her baby boy like he was the only thing in the universe? She knew she would trust him to look after her Izuku.

"I wish you could have seen this, Toshinori." Inko sniffles. "Izuku looks so handsome."

Katsuki takes Izuku's hands in both of his, his thumbs tracing the old scars. Izuku looks up at him with a watery smile. He stands on his tip toes to give Katsuki a kiss. Only to be stopped by Katsuki's voice.

"Ah. That comes later, dork. We gotta say 'I Do' first."

Izuku blushes but nods in acceptance. "Sorry, Kacchan. Got excited." He looks to the officiant. "Hurry please." Izuku was never a rude man, but he can get impatient from time to time, especially when it concerns his Kacchan.

"Dearly Beloved.... We are gathered here today.." The ceremony was perfectly planned. Katsuki and Izuku would exchange vows, then rings, then kiss. Then a private reception at a secret location, away from the cameras. Just a group of former classmates and their families enjoying themselves, celebrating the love of two of their dearest friends.

But not everything goes as planned when you're a world renowned hero getting married to another world renowned hero. On national television. You think you're going to say your vows to the love of your life. But what you get is the chapels roof being blown apart.

Screaming erupts as Izuku curses himself for being so distracted. If he wasn't oogling Kacchan in his gorgeous suit, Danger Sense could have picked up on the attack before it happened.

Metal crumples in a sickening crunch as more of the ceiling peels away. The heros of the wedding party immediately lower themselves into defensive positions. Katsuki and Izuku included.

Several figures come into view. Lead by a larger figure, floating. The leader was dressed in a trench coat over some kind of black metal armor. They seemed to have some kind of metal manipulation quirk.

"Hope we're not late!" The leader bellows. "What a lovely wedding!" The foundation beams of the ceiling rise as the leader levitates. They twist and form spear like abominations of steel and bolts. "Too bad you're going to miss the honeymoon! Say goodbye to your heroes!" The spears come raining down in Izuku and Katsuki's direction.

"Fucking figures my wedding day will be crashed by extras!" Katsuki blasts one of the spears to pieces before it can hit Izuku. Izuku's fists flicker with the familiar green lightning of One For All.

Kirishima hardens his body, bursting through his suit. "We're not letting you ruin this!" He shields the couple from as much as he can with his hardened body. "Unbreakable!"

Aizawa wasn't prepared for a fight so he didn't bring his gear, due to this being a wedding event and honestly he didn't think any villains would be stupid enough to attack a room full of heroes. But he can still help his students with his fighting abilities, even if the war took one of his eyes. He had his family and his kids by his side.

Kaminari didn't have his gear either so fighting will be hard without hurting his friends. But he was still a human stun gun if he can touch one of them. But.. he had to get the civilians to safety. "Mr and Mrs Bakugou! Come with me. Everyone! You have to evacuate and let the heroes take care of it!"

"Good thinking, Kaminari!" Izuku praises as he catches a beam in midair using Float and his super strength. "Anyone with a defense quirk, escort the civilians to safety!"

"Zuku! Tell them to go to the reception!" Katsuki goes after one of the villains head on, yelling as he jumps to attack with a blast overhead. His mom is gonna bitch at him later for the suit being ruined.

"Good idea, Kacchan! Shoto, stabilize the ceiling!" Immediately Shoto nods and coats the ceiling in a thick sheet of ice, connecting that to his Heaven Piercing Ice Wall. That should hold. Sero comes rushing to his side and reinforces his wall of ice with tape. He'd pushed his sleeves up at some point. The couple smile softly at each other before focusing again on the battle.

Izuku uses Black Whip to hurl himself at the lead villian, at the same time Katsuki has the same idea, using his blasts to launch himself. Two minds acting as one. They both rear back to punch at the same time.

"Detroit Smash!"

"Burning Fist!"

They land their attacks into a wall of metal. The villain must have set it up in the last moment.

Sero, Kirishima, Aizawa and Uraraka take on the other villains.

Katsuki was pissed. How fucking DARE these nobody losers crash his wedding. Not even someone big name like Big Nose, or even Half and Half's burnt pile of disappointment of a brother. Hell, he'll take that smiling weirdo vandalist again. But no. He's gonna fight some magnetic loser and his cronies. At least it'll be quick. These chumps got nothing on the Wonder Duo.

Kaminari comes running back into the chapel. "Everyone's on the way to the venue!"

Hitoshi's eyes are immediately drawn to him. And the world seems so glow. He's messy, his hair is messed up, and his clothes are wrinkled. But to Hitoshi, he's never looked more beautiful. Kaminari's eyes meet his. And he gets an idea. "Izuku! Bakugou! Fall back!"

Katsuki blasts a clone one of the villains to pieces. "Hah!? I ain't a coward!"

"No, Kacchan.." Izuku lands back on the ground. "I think I know where he's going with this."

"Denki." Hitoshi calls out to Kaminari. "He controls metal." Kaminari's eyes widen. His fingers spark with excitement. This could work.

"I get it! Kats, stand back!" Katsuki growls, but lands back on the ground next to Izuku.

"Current Chain!" Kaminari's electricity shoots from his pointer finger, right at the nearest metal beam, then jumps to the next, until every piece of metal was charged with thousands of volts of electricity. Including the leader and his metal suit. The villian seizes from the sheer power of the shock, then falls, disappearing among the rubble. The remaining flunkies are tied up by their friends and teachers.

Izuku sighs in relief. His wedding is ruined. And his suit is destroyed. And his arm is injured from punching a solid metal wall. But his guests and his friends are safe. Everyone's safe. He gravitates toward Katsuki and leans on him. Katsuki is in a similar condition with a similar busted arm. But they're both safe. Katsuki wraps his uninjured arm around his future husband.

Aizawa eyes Hitoshi and nods in the direction of Kaminari. He knows his kid wants to go and talk to him. Hitoshis feelings for Kaminari are very obvious. And although he was sceptical at first, not wanting a second loud blond to deal with, his kid took after him too much. There are worse people Hitoshi could have feelings for.

Hitoshi's feet carry him to Kaminari, just as Kaminari is rushing to him.

"Hey, good j-" Kaminari throws his arms around Shinsou's 6 foot tall frame and plants a kiss right on his lips. Like the hyped up firecracker he is, he breathes life into Hitoshi's lungs. Hitoshi feels himself melting, holding Kaminari's waist.

Izuku gasps, then coos in adoration. Katsuki smirks, kissing the top of Izuku's head. "Told you, nerd."

Kaminari pulls away, suddenly aware that everyone, including Shinsou's parents, are watching them. He smiles nervously. "I shouldn't have done that. That was probably really embarrassing for you."

Hitoshi smiles softly, his forehead pressing against Kaminari's much shorter one. "Strangely, I'm okay with it." He looks to the happy couple. "I really wanted to wait until after your special day, Izuku."

"It was shit anyway." Katsuki smirks.

"Oh! We should check on our guests! Everyone's probably waiting." Izuku takes Katsuki's hand and squeezes.

Their remaining classmates that didn't help with evacuation hand off the restrained villains to the police. One by one, they give Katsuki and Izuku an apologetic pat on the back before filing out. Shinsou and Kaminari holding each other's pinkies with shy smiles.

"Mister Deku!" Eri, who was supposed to be evacuated with the other guests, meets them outside. "Mister Kacchan! You're hurt!" Eri was now 14. In her first year of UA. Class A and her family couldn't be prouder. She'd decided she was going to specialize in healing and support. "Let me help." She reaches her hands out for both of them, intending to use her quirk as she did with the guests.

"Eri, it's okay. You've helped more than enough today. We don't want you to overuse your quirk."

"Mister Deku, I can do it. I've been practicing. Papa, can I?" Like everything, she looks to Aizawa for answers. He assesses the situation, both trusting Eri could physically do it, but also as her father being nervous about her overusing her quirk. Yamada had gone with the kids to help evacuate, using his quirk to give instructions and directions to the reception venue. But if his husband were here, he'd encourage Eri to help however she can, because that's what a hero does.

"Go ahead. But take it slow. Midoriya, she's been doing well. She can do this."

Izuku nods. "Alright. It would suck pretty bad if I had to dance with my new husband with one arm." He smiles. Eri places her hand on both Katsuki's and Izuku's arms. There's a glow from her quirk, then it's over. Like their injuries never happened. Izuku smiles, flexing his fingers on his now healed hand. "Thank you, Eri. You're amazing. Let's go."

"Nerd. How are we gonna get everyone there? All the cars left."

Izuku frowns. "Shit. I didn't think of that.. Kacchan and I can get there with our quirks, but... I don't know." Tears start to form in Izuku's eyes. Here it comes. All the pressure is finally overflowing. Izuku is breaking down. Suddenly, he's sobbing, and Katsuki pulls him into an embrace. "I-I just...wanted to get...married." Katsuki shushes him in the most loving tone, gently petting his hair and holding him.

"It's okay, Izu... We don't need some big party."

"The... The money..."

"We'll figure something out, baby."

Their friends start to join in on the hug, Todoroki being the first. "Midoriya, we always find a way."

"Yeah, dude. We're Class A." Kirishima adds, hugging Izuku as well. Izuku is comforted knowing that so many people care about him. Kaminari, Shinsou, Sero, Eri, and in spirit, their whole class. All of them love him so much.

"I'm so blessed to have you all." He sniffles. "You're right. We'll find a way."

Aizawa's heart aches for his kids. But logically, there's not much he or Mic would do. None of them have transportation quirks. Or speed quirks. "You kids go ahead. With Bakugou's blasts and your jumps and Black Whip, you should be able to get to the beach."

"But... We'd be leaving you all here... Sensei, I want you all to be with me. But... I guess it doesn't matter now because the wedding is ruined." Izuku felt like crying again.

"Oi! Who said it's ruined? We're fucking Deku and Dynamight! We're getting married today if we have to officiate it ourselves. If it takes a bit longer to get there and be with our friends, that's nothin!"

"We'll do what we can, kid." Their former teacher smiles so softly, it's almost invisible.

"We certainly will, Mr Aizawa." Everyone in the room turns to the unnaturally cheerful voice. When did he get here? "Pardon me for the intrusion, but I saw you on the news and I was thinking you'd be quite upset about your wedding being interrupted. So as the former principal of our countries top heroes and a dear friend of the beloved late All Might, I've taken it upon myself to offer my aid."

Katsuki makes a 'tch' sound, but really, he's touched that their former teachers want to help. "You got a ride or what, furbag?"

"Kacchan! Have manners. Principal Nezu, we're so grateful for your help." Izuku smiles.

Nezu taps his cane on the ground. "Follow me, children. Your white horse awaits."

The group shuffle through the rubble to make it to the outside of the building. Theres three cars, all lined up and ready to be filled, drivers ready. Izuku could almost cry.

"And I have one more surprise for my number one and two students."

"I'm number one right?" Izuku smacks Katsuki's arm.

"Kacchan!" Then Izuku smiles mischievously. "you're not even number one on the charts."

"Oi! It's not too late to return the gifts, ya little shit."

"As I was saying, children. I've arranged an officiant to meet us at the venue." Izuku and Katsuki stares at their former principal in confusion and shock.

"Are you saying... We can still be married?" Izuku tries not to let too much hope show in his voice but due to his nature, it's impossible.

"Yes of course. I'm a bit of a romantic. Now go. You kids deserve happiness after all you've been through."

Izuku kneels down to hug Nezu, tears in his eyes. "Thank you, so much. I don't think we ever thanked you for doing so much to protect us."

"You don't need to thank me for doing my job." Nezu looks to Aizawa. "No matter how old you kids get, we will always be your teachers. Aizawa, you can take it from here. Eri, my dear, lovely job. You get stronger every day. I look forward to your debut." Eri gives him a bow and a grateful smile. Then the stoat like hero hobbles away.

"Alright, dweebs. Into the cars, now! Sensei, Squirt, Dunce Faces boytoy, you're with us! Stupid Hair, Half and Half and Tape Face, take the other car. Dunce Face stop giving me those eyes, you're not coming with us."

"Blasty-"

"Its my wedding-"

"Our wedding, Kacchan."

"Fine, nerd. OUR wedding. And I'm not gonna watch you two tongue each other. So for now, you're staying far away from him. You're in the third car with Cheeks and Raccoon Eyes."

Denki tips his head back with a groan. He grumbles that it's not fair that Sero and Todoroki get to share a car and they're a couple. But he reluctantly follows his classmates to the car. Everyone loads up and they're on their way.

Izuku is buzzing with excitement, waving his fists happily. He's gonna get married after all.

But then he notices. "Huh. This time of day, you'd think they'd be traffic. Or at least red lights."

Aizawa snorts. "I bet that old rodent has something to do with it. You two have always been his favorite."

Katsuki smirks, his arm around the back of Izuku's seat. "Don't act like we're not your favorites, teach."

"I don't have favorites. I care about all my students."

"Father..." Hitoshi gives him a look. "it's not logical to lie. We both know this class has wormed their way into your heart more than any other class."

Aizawa can't fight logic. Hitoshi is smiling, and so is Eri. And he definitely doesn't like the look on the problem children's faces. "Not a word."

When the cars arrive at the beach, a crowd is waiting for them. Their friends and families, the civilians they saved throughout their lives.

And most of all, they were met with a private party, on a long secluded beach very few even remember being there. The beach Izuku trained with All Might on, those many years ago. The beach Izuku cleaned top to bottom when no one else would. The beach Izuku took Katsuki for their first date and told him the story of how he met All Might. The beach Katsuki later proposed to Izuku at.

This beach was very special to the both of them. That's why they knew it had to be their secret reception venue. They had it decorated with flowers and lights, with tables set up with tons of food. Carpets made up a dance floor and a small stage was set up for music.

The centerpiece of the party wasn't some big dessert table, or ice sculpture, although Shoto did offer to provide one. It was far more special. Years ago, when they both broke through the top five, Katsuki and Izuku had the idea to install a tribute to Toshinori Yagi on the beach that meant so much to both of them.

See, the world already knew All Might. All around Japan was statues of his great, towering, muscular form, strong and unbreakable, with a blinding smile on his face. But hardly anyone cared about Toshinori Yagi. So Izuku designed the statue and Katsuki funded it. It was bronze, Toshinori sitting on a bench, with a filled bento open at his side, delicate rabbit printed cloth draped over the bento. His face old and weathered, but calm and at peace. He smiles with a warmth few saw on the heroes face. The plaque read "Toshinori Yagi: Father, teacher, and eternal hero."

When Izuku steps out of the car, he immediately goes to his mother, who of course, is emotional as always. "I'm okay, mom. It was nothing. Really, they were nobodies." Izuku laughs, trying to lean away from his mother's doting hands trying to clean the dirt from his face.

Mitsuki, was pretty much the opposite. She snatches Katsuki's ear. "You brat! First you avoid me all day, then you chase me out of the church."

"If you were there any longer, hag, you would have started burning!"

"You calling me a devil, brat!?"

"Honey... The kids have been through a lot today. Let's let Katsuki get to his wedding party." Masaru tries to pull his wife away.

Izuku manages to calm his mother down enough to escape her overbearing grasp. He finds his way to the statue at the center of the party. Just looking at it makes his heart ache. There's so much he should have done. But Yagi passed peacefully, of old age, surrounded by his many students and loved ones. Izuku and Katsuki held his hands as he took his last breath. His Wonder Duo was there, filling his heart with love until the end. Even so, Izuku wishes more than anything, he could go back to that day. That day Yagi offered him a bento and Izuku left him behind. He wishes he could-

Katsuki's kiss to his hair brings him out of his thoughts. "Whatever you're thinking, stop. He loved you, like his own blood, Izuku. You know that."

"I know, Kacchan. I know." He smiles, turning to look up at his love. "He's the only father I've ever known. I miss him so much."

"Me too, nerd."

"Bakugou? Midoriya?" An elegant voice calls. They turn to see Momo, holding two lovely jackets. Not the same as the ones Mitsuki designed for them, but theyre perfect. "I saw the condition of your suits, and I hope you don't mind, but I've taken the liberty to make you fresh ones."

"Oh, Momo..." Izuku hugs her close. As an adult, he's gotten much more comfortable around pretty girls. Probably due to all of his female classmates being beautiful. He's had time to get used to the beauty that surrounded him. Although his favorite beauty was still sharp red eyes and battle scars on his face. "Thank you. So much."

Izuku accepted the jackets and helps Katsuki put his on. Katsuki, in turn, does the same. Izuku uses his handkerchief to clean Katsuki's cheek, right where his scar rests. Katsuki fixes Izuku's messy curls. They look at each other with such love. They way they take care of each other says more than words can ever say. Katsuki turns his head to press a kiss to Izuku's scarred palm.

"Let's get married, nerd." Izuku smiles.

Yamada has reunited with his husband and kids, never doubting them for one moment. After greeting them with hugs and fatherly fistbumps, Yamada takes the stage. "Alright, alright alright! Now that the grooms are here, we got a wedding to get on with! Now, please welcome our special guest and the man who's going to be officiating the marriage of our top heroes.... Best Jeanist!" A tall, denim clad figure steps onto the stage.

"Oh for fucks sake!" Katsuki's voice is distantly heard, followed by chuckling from the crowd. He thought he'd escaped the blond menace. Sure, he invited him to the wedding, but he was told he couldn't make it due to his Number Five hero duties. Now Katsuki has to deal with him.

And he's gonna be marrying him and the nerd. Izuku bumps his hip. "He's not that bad, Kacchan. And he's taking time off to fill in. I know you respect him. You even asked him to teach you to dance."

"How the fuck-"

"I have my sources, Kacchan. Don't worry about it. The point is, we're very grateful that he's here to help. Now... If I wait any longer to get married, I think I'll explode."

Yamada hands Best Jeanist the microphone. "Thank you, Present Mic. Can the grooms come to the stage?" Izuku is very excited to join Best Jeanist. Katsuki rolls his eyes, but follows his future husband. He's only doing this to marry the nerd. That's all.

Izuku stands in front of Katsuki, holding his hands, looking at him with those big, stupid green eyes he can never say no to. And the humiliation is worth it. Because he's gonna marry this dweeb.

"Dearly beloved, we are gathered here..." The ceremony goes on without any more incident. The two exchange their vows to each other. They're given the rings, and kiss each other's hands as they place them on each other's fingers. They look into each other's eyes and whisper words of love.

"I hereby pronounce you wed. You may kiss." And kiss they did. Katsuki doesn't waste a moment in grabbing Izuku and spinning him in a passionate kiss. Cheers erupt around them. And the newly wed couple laugh.

Finally, as the sun sets, Izuku Midoriya and Katsuki Bakugou, Deku and Dynamight are married.

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