Chapter 8
Cw: #bkdk, Kacchan is an affectionate and needy boyfriend.
Title: Pamper me.
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"Dekuuuuuuu," Katsuki called out his boyfriend from the living room. All his squad gave him weird glances.
"Yes, Kacchan???" Izuku yelled from the kitchen where he was talking with Ochako and Shoto.
No response was heard. Thus, the greenette went to search for his boyfriend.
"Uh... Bakubro, what are you doing?" Kirishima questioned him since he saw his friend with both of his arms extended in the air.
"Shut up. It's coming," Katsuki chided.
Mina's eyes shone in acknowledgment when a certain greenette entered the room and saw Katsuki adoringly before reaching out to him, carrying him with ease and holding him up in his arms like a koala, as if he wasn't ten inches taller than Izuku or didn't weigh double in comparison to him.
Katsuki didn't seem to mind being seen like that. He closed his eyes and nuzzled into the crook of Deku's neck contentedly.
"Goodnight everyone, we are going to sleep," Izuku said before retiring with his Kacchan and going upstairs, leaving Kirishima, Sero and Kaminari with their jaws wide open.
"Bitch, you didn't even tell us you asked him out???!!!" Mina shrieked in excitement.
Katsuki opened one of his carmine pools and flipped them off with a satisfying smirk.
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02.
"Dekuuuuuuuuuu!",Katsuki shouted from his seat in the classroom.
Izuku approached him and immediately knew what his boyfriend needed, having his head held up and eyes closed.
Deku cupped his face and started to pepper kisses all over his forehead, nose, cheeks and jaw.
The blond was already blushing but it seems he still craved for something more since he was pouting.
Izuku chuckled and kissed him sweetly straight in the mouth.
Katsuki sighed contentedly.
No one in 3A ever thought that the blond would be so open to PDA. More specifically him being the one asking about it.
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03.
"Dekuuuuuuuuuu" Katsuki called out to him as he was laying down alone on the largest couch of the dorm.
For some weird reason he demanded the whole couch for himself, making his squad sit down on the floor or on the other little puffs. By now all his friends were accustomed to this. What they didn't know was what Katsuki would want Izuku to do with his gestures. It was as if both were able to communicate mentally. At this point they might be soulmates as well.
Izuku, like always, appeared immediately.
Katsuki was moving his hands weirdly. Just like when a cat is massaging something.
Deku was instantly flustered but still he straddled Katsuki's thighs and then cuddled with him.
The blond used his hands to squeeze Izuku's perfectly round ass. He looked like the happiest bastard in the whole world.
"Were you stressed, handsome?" Izuku questioned him softly.
"Not anymore 'cause you're here," Katsuki answered, kissed his temple and buried his nose on Deku's curls.
"Oh, the luck some have", Sero cried.
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04.
"Dekuuuuuuuuuu," a drunk Kacchan exclaimed in the nightclub.
Izuku giggled.
"I'm right here, baby," he kissed Katsuki's cheeks affectionately and brushed back his ashen blond spikes.
Kacchan tightened his grip on his waist.
"Ya' r' mine, 'aight? Cause 'm all yours, hotshot," Katsuki slurred, rubbing his lips against Izuku's.
"Yes, my love," Izuku answered, capturing Katsuki's lips and dancing with him to the rhythm of the music.
"W-Will ya', will ya' be m' boyfriend?" Katsuki pleaded with hopeful eyes.
"I'm already your boyfriend, silly!" Izuku kissed his nose and gave him a fond smile.
Kacchan gasped and started crying.
"W-Why are you crying, baby?" Deku asked him in panic.
"C-Cause I'm happy" Katsuki answered in a vulnerable tone.
"Oh, Kacchan" Izuku kissed away Katsuki's tears.
"T-Then will you be my husband?", Katsuki wondered.
"Of course, Kacchan. I'll be your husband. Your drunk ass better not forget this," Izuku cried happily too.
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05.
"Deku," Katsuki whispered softly this time in the darkness of his room.
"Hmm?" Izuku hummed with his eyes closed. He ran his fingers tenderly through Katsuki's spine. The blond was resting his head against the greenette's chest, basking in the warmth of being hugged by Izuku, and relaxing himself by listening to his steady heartbeats.
The clear evidence that screamed that he was here with him.
"Don't you get tired of me asking you to pamper me?” the blond questioned him in a barely audible tone.
Izuku's eyes fluttered open slowly.
"Absolutely not," he replied immediately, with all the honesty he could muster. "You deserve to be pampered all you want. I enjoy doing it. I want to give you everything. Do you wish for me to stop?" he countered back.
"Big fucking no. I... I love this. I love us, together," Katsuki responded, drawing circles with his index finger just above Izuku's heart. "S' just that... I thought it was getting too much for you,” he confessed.
"I think I'm strong enough to hold you through it all. My love for you is just that infinite,” Izuku beamed, and Katsuki gave him back one of his rare saccharine smiles.
"Makes sense. Kiss me?" Katsuki requested.
And Izuku did.
That night they exchanged sweet kisses and soft caresses until they fell asleep on each other's arms.