[ That moan nearly tires him out, fluttering his eyes as bouts of anticipatory pleasure wiggle their way through out his chest. Causing a smile that can be felt between the kisses he gives to Izuku. The pardoning pause that is set is important because, as much as Katsuki would fuck the ever-living daylights out of Izuku. He enjoys his time with the other when they are together like this, about to enjoy dinner, relaxing, maybe even take a bath, and then lie down for bed. ]
Yeah. [ Those tears, though, always having tears despite how far things have come. Izuku leans in for another kiss, and Katsuki moves the palm of his left hand over to cup along where the scar of Izuku's cheek swallowed up his once charming freckles. A thumb nimbly dresses under his eyes, pushing upwards to wipe away any tears that had managed to push past their ducts. ] Tsk, cut that shit.
[ He says it in such a sultry and kind way, despite how much he means those words, but also says them lovingly to the other. ] None of that, wash your hands, and let's eat.
[ A drawn pause as he lets space come inbetween them. ]
[Izuku lets out a fond sort of exasperated sound when Katsuki tells him to cut out the crying bit even if leans into the others touch on his cheek. He knows the other is teasing him, it makes him feel warm inside.] I'll stop crying so easily about the same time you stop being grouchy about it.
[His own reply is just as soft and loving. He likes Katsuki exactly as he is, temper and all. When the other offers to serve them he nods and pulls back.]
Thanks, I'll be right back. [He shifts away and heads back to grab his bag and put it in the bedroom. He washes his hands and then returns just as plates are being set down. He takes his usual seat and smiles at the other. Dinner really does look amazing]
You always take such good care of me. This looks and smells amazing; and I know it's gonna taste that way too!
[ Yeah, that'll never happen. Katsuki will remain a grouchy mess of a fool for the rest of his life; he just hopes Izuku never tires of him being like this. He at least knows, for sure, he'll never tire of Izuku. He'll repeat himself as many times as needed, if it means Izuku is going to always look at him the way that he does - just like that. ]
Whatever.
[ Dry response, as they go their seperate ways. Back in the kitchen, Katsuki finds himself finishing the last pastry before placing it into the fridge. Washing his own hands afterwards, and making his way to get comfortably seated at the relatively small dining table. It's enough for two people; two people is all he'll ever need it for, frankly.
His eyes catch the way Izuku comes over, enamored by the way the other is always charmed by the smallest gestures and easiest things. ] If you don't think it tastes good, I'm going to murder you.
[ Playfully said, waiting til the other sits down himself to start eating dinner. ]
Surprised you weren't staying late at the school today. [ Small talk, he's not good at it - but knows one small statement will get Izuku roaring to go, and he's always been more of a listener himself. ] Usually, you do.
No, you won't. [Izuku replies to Katsuki threatening to murder him if he says he doesn't like the food.] Silly, Kaachan. You'd miss me to much.
[He knows that for a fact!
He reaches for his chopsticks and thanks Katsuki for the food as he tucks in reaching for a bit of the pork and giving a happy hum and a little wiggle in his seat when he tastes it.]
It's delicious!
[He smiles brightly and reaches for another piece when his boyfriend mentions being surprised he didn't stay late at the school. Izuku looks down at his rice bowl as a small, but deeply happy and sentimental smile blooms on his face before he looks across the table at the other]
We had a date. Sure, the students are important and I always want to be there to help them when they need it...but Kaachan is also important. We don't get to do this enough and well....I was really excited.
[He gets a bit of a bashful look on his face and slides a hand through his hair as he grimaces slightly while still smiling and the next words follow in a rush of typical Izuku mumbling word vomit]
But I was reading your texts in class and it made me smile and the students started teasing me and I couldn't stop blushing and then they kept asking why I was blushing and I wanted to tell them but it's really none of their business because my personal life is private but I was still really happy because spending time with you is the best thing in the world to me
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Yeah. [ Those tears, though, always having tears despite how far things have come. Izuku leans in for another kiss, and Katsuki moves the palm of his left hand over to cup along where the scar of Izuku's cheek swallowed up his once charming freckles. A thumb nimbly dresses under his eyes, pushing upwards to wipe away any tears that had managed to push past their ducts. ] Tsk, cut that shit.
[ He says it in such a sultry and kind way, despite how much he means those words, but also says them lovingly to the other. ] None of that, wash your hands, and let's eat.
[ A drawn pause as he lets space come inbetween them. ]
I'll serve, I'm hungry anyway.
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[His own reply is just as soft and loving. He likes Katsuki exactly as he is, temper and all. When the other offers to serve them he nods and pulls back.]
Thanks, I'll be right back. [He shifts away and heads back to grab his bag and put it in the bedroom. He washes his hands and then returns just as plates are being set down. He takes his usual seat and smiles at the other. Dinner really does look amazing]
You always take such good care of me. This looks and smells amazing; and I know it's gonna taste that way too!
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Whatever.
[ Dry response, as they go their seperate ways. Back in the kitchen, Katsuki finds himself finishing the last pastry before placing it into the fridge. Washing his own hands afterwards, and making his way to get comfortably seated at the relatively small dining table. It's enough for two people; two people is all he'll ever need it for, frankly.
His eyes catch the way Izuku comes over, enamored by the way the other is always charmed by the smallest gestures and easiest things. ] If you don't think it tastes good, I'm going to murder you.
[ Playfully said, waiting til the other sits down himself to start eating dinner. ]
Surprised you weren't staying late at the school today. [ Small talk, he's not good at it - but knows one small statement will get Izuku roaring to go, and he's always been more of a listener himself. ] Usually, you do.
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[He knows that for a fact!
He reaches for his chopsticks and thanks Katsuki for the food as he tucks in reaching for a bit of the pork and giving a happy hum and a little wiggle in his seat when he tastes it.]
It's delicious!
[He smiles brightly and reaches for another piece when his boyfriend mentions being surprised he didn't stay late at the school. Izuku looks down at his rice bowl as a small, but deeply happy and sentimental smile blooms on his face before he looks across the table at the other]
We had a date. Sure, the students are important and I always want to be there to help them when they need it...but Kaachan is also important. We don't get to do this enough and well....I was really excited.
[He gets a bit of a bashful look on his face and slides a hand through his hair as he grimaces slightly while still smiling and the next words follow in a rush of typical Izuku mumbling word vomit]
But I was reading your texts in class and it made me smile and the students started teasing me and I couldn't stop blushing and then they kept asking why I was blushing and I wanted to tell them but it's really none of their business because my personal life is private but I was still really happy because spending time with you is the best thing in the world to me