Chapter 11
Cw: #bkdk, cuddles
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Katsuki generally doesn't initiate cuddling. That's Izuku's thing. Hell, sometimes he even rejects the cuddles because his body is too warm already due to his quirk.
Thus, he makes it up to his nerd by interlacing their hands together, giving him sweet kisses, lingering hugs, and loving words.
Still... Katsuki doesn't know what happens to him on weird occasions, when the cuddling bug bites him and all he wants is to have Deku pressed against his chest all night. Like, right now.
"K-Kacchan, too hot," Izuku slurs.
"Shut up, let me have this," the blond replies, kissing his boyfriend's bare freckled shoulder.
"Hmm, nooooo!!!" Deku complains. "Not in the mood for cuddles tonight," he insists.
"Deku," Katsuki threatens.
"Kacchan, it's summer," Izuku counters.
"And I don't give a damn. I want my dose of random cuddles, fucker," the blond answers, tightening his grip on the greenette's waist.
"Ugh! Why are you like this? Whenever I want to cuddle, you don't, and when I don't, you do. You are so unfair," Deku says, half-awake.
Katsuki sighs. "Baby, please," he begs.
Izuku turns around and ends up meeting his man's irresistible red puppy eyes.
"I hate you," Deku says.
"Liar. You love me more than anything in this world," Katsuki cups his cheeks and kisses him deeply while tangling their legs. "Just like I love you," he continues before diving into that sinful mouth once again.
"Idiot," Deku mutters just a breath away, but he doesn't distance himself. On the contrary, he buries his face on the crook of his boyfriend's neck and presses his soft lips there.
"Say it," Katsuki lifts his face gently.
"Say what?" Deku teases him.
Katsuki's face is tinted in pink.
"That you love me."
Izuku hums.
The blond bites his nose lightly.
"C'mon, 'Zuku," Katsuki demands to hear those words of affirmation.
Izuku laughs.
"I love you, Katsuki. My heart is yours,” he tells him with emeralds full of affection.
Katsuki's own rubies shine at that statement.
"Mine is yours too," he declares with a vulnerable tone only reserved for Izuku.
The latter brushes Katsuki's spikes before hugging his torso and running his hands through his wide back. The blond embraces him eagerly, just as he wished to.
"Goodnight, 'Zuku, thank you,” he murmurs and kisses Izuku's forehead.
"Night, Kacchan,” Deku smiles contentedly. Inwardly, he loved it when Katsuki behaved like this.
Both lovers fall into a deep slumber in each other's arms, looking forward to another day together when the sun arises.