Seroroki Mermay Part 1

Quiet worry and soft forehead touches

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At age 33 Bakugou has seen some shit. He's gotten older although he has aged liked a fine wine.

Or perhaps like a bourbon or whisky.

He comes home, growling and fighting with his steel toed boots. Cracking his neck and back as he stretches, taking off grenade belts and locking them up in the safe by the door.

"DADDY!" His kids screech as they run for him. Almost knocking the pro hero from his feet as he scoops them into his arms, they cling to his biceps for dear life.

"Oi I told you brats not to bombard me right as I get home. I barely put the danger away." He growls but all the while you can see the sparkle in his eyes as he looks at his little girl and his little boy. Giving each a kiss on their forhead while they giggle and give a half hearted apology.

"Sowwyyyy" they don't mean it and the thought makes you giggle aloud, they'll do the same thing like they do every day.

"Oi, oi what's so funny?" He snaps, carrying his spawns as the girl starts to treat him like a jungle gym. Hanging from his frame and swinging while her older brother curls into his father's neck. Having missed him while he was out all day. You wonder if Bakugou's beard scratches at your son's face. Smirking as you spot the grays that pepper his whiskers and wind blown hair.

"Nothing." You say as a cat smile blooms on your face, "Nothing at all."

"Daddy, daddy can we help you cook today?!" The girl yells, climbing onto his shoulders, almost kicking her brother in the face as she bends down to scream in his ear. Bakugou visibly jars, jerking his head away while grabbing onto her foot to prevent a black eye.

"Mindful of your brother baby." He says, "Yes you can help. Let Daddy stretch."

He picks up his daughter by the back of her shirt, like a cat with scruff and gently places her on the floor as he makes his way to bend over to set his son down more gently.

Bakugou found out the hard way that his son is more sensitive.

"Do you need to stretch now cause your bones are turning to dust, old man?" The bright eyed daughter inquires. You bust out laughing, encouraging her as your son begins to get weepy.

"Daddy is turning to dust?!" He cries, curling deeper into his father as his arms wrap tightly around Bakugou's thick neck. Tightly enough he almost chokes.

"Oi oi!" He rubs his large hand across his son's small back, "No one is turning to dust baby."

His voice is soft and you're falling in love with him all over again. After your son has calmed down Bakugou sets his tiny bare feet to the ground before his daughter launches at him.

"Tag you're it!" She knows it always cheers him up because he is the faster of the two. He lunges as she runs away squeeling with delight. While your kids share a game of impromptu tag Bakugou comes closer to you. Pulling you into his strong arms as the day clings to his skin. The sweat and dirt from the day streaking his face as he leans in for a kiss.

"I'm home." His lips twitch into a devilish smirk, "Lemme shower and I'll start dinner."

"We prepped for you today. So it should be easy." You place a peck. Fully expecting him to pull away. But he doesn't. Your pouty lips still getting the best of him as his fingers entangle in your hair at the nape of your neck. Deepening the kiss as his tongue slides across yours. He pulls back enough to just let his lips press against yours.

"EWWWWWWW!" Both of your kids shout in unison you both pull away but Bakugou keeps you pressed to him in his strong arms. .

"Momma's got cooties now!" Your daughter yells and when you notices your son's nose scrunched up both you and Bakugou can't help but laugh.

"Damn right Momma has cooties." He jumps away from you into a hunched over stance, "And now I'm gonna get you two."

They scream with delight, wanting the tickles and scratchy kisses on their foreheads but not wanting to be caught so easily. Bakugou chases after them and you hear when they get caught by the shrill screech that echoes through the house. The laughter that follows fills your heart, tears gather in your eyes as you sigh. Wishing you could bottle that sound, these past few moments forever.

You bite your lip to keep from crying as he saunters back with the kids tucked to his frame. Their little fists playfully hitting at his abs. It looks as if he's caught some villains. You can't help the shake in your shoulders. Your heart could burst from the love and the joy you're living.

Instantly the three of them notice the tears. Bakugou let's them down so they can hug your legs and he pulls the three of you safely into his arms.

"What's wrong?" They say, Bakugou's hands rubbing your back and the kids notice. Rubbing your legs as they imitate their dad.

"Yea why is momma sad?" Your daughter asks, her eyes starting to water too, your son is already starting to sniffle. You place your hands on their heads.

"Oh babies, Momma isn't sad. Momma is just..." You let a watery smile steal your features, not knowing your kids will remember what you said next fondly even as they age and well after you pass.

"I'm just so in love with my family."

they are hitting the same pose and everything

i went to a basketball game our school was hosting and i cant help but think about uni bakugou who’s on the basketball team and his pretty gf who attends all his games even if he’s just the coach

i cannot believe i’ve gotten to the point that the majority of asks i get nowadays i’ve already written something similar like all i do is WRITE !!!

and no let’s put him in a team instead of a coach, only plays basketball for fun but like everything else in his life he’s great at it. star of the team, doesn’t plan to take it further as a career because he still wants to be a hero so other teams envy him for being so good without the dream of going pro.

AND obvs he’s in his long socks and jordans and gold chain and earrings and headband and long shorts and vest. the team goes between red and white for uniform. the red so pretty against his ruby eyes and you can never keep your eyes off him when he’s in the court. the way his eyes narrow in calculation and he runs after the ball like a lion going after his pray.

and yes you his pretty girlfriend wearing his jersey on top of your clothes with a cute little skirt. matching trainers too that he bought you with gold hoop earrings. AND THE IMAGERY !! everytime he shoots and scores his eyes find yours right after with a smirk. when it’s half time and his coach is talking to the team he squirts water in his mouth from his bottle, wiping sweat from his forehead with the bottom of his jersey to reveal his toned abs and staring at you right after. even winks and you roll your eyes. has his coach slapping the back of his head telling him to pay attention and stop looking at his lil girlfriend. and then he pouts, arms crossed still flicking over to look at you.

and then when the match is about to restart he’s jogging up to you, rushing out everything he wants to say before he’s called to court. he’s on his tiptoes, lips pouted for a kiss to which you meet happily. “did y’see me out there baby?” and he pouts right after wordlessly asking for another kiss. your face is still centimetres away from his, grinning down at his flushed face. his eyes are oozing with adrenaline, finger tips tapping against the barrier. you peck him easily and nod with a cheesy grin, “yeah, you’re doing great ‘ki. i think you might win.” he rolls his eyes, “‘course we fuckin’ will, the other team is trash. one guy runs like he’s gotta stick up his ass.”

and someone from the other team must have heard katsuki, ready to get onto him for his trash talk but the coach calls him over as the games gonna start.

“good luck baby!”

“don’t need it, i got you here.”

you don't understand. it's about him apologizing for everything. it's about him not expecting it to change anything. it's looking and sounding so soft and vulnerable. it's about being in the rain even though he hates it. it's about how izuku's eyes widened after he said his first name. it's about the win to save, save to win. it's about "you did nothing wrong, but you need to rest". it's about him bolting to catch him. it's about the "i get it". it's about izuku falling asleep in his arms after finally, finally feeling save after weeks of no rest. it's about-

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Katsuki loves getting you flowers, at first he really didn't get it, they died all the time but they made you happy so he got them when he thought of it.

But then he saw a video about what made receiving real flowers so special. It's the fact that they die.

So he would let yours wilt, snip one of the flower heads to add to a small vase as a momento mori before he brought in a fresh bouquet. Bright green stems wrapped in paper, the blooms a different flower each time depending on his mood. You swat at his hands that try to put them in the vase for you. He doesn't know why he likes that so much, that you're so eager to tenderly care for the gift he's given you. How he watches you make flowers last so long because of how you care for them, cut their stems, change their water, take out dying blooms.

In those moments he catches you smiling, humming as you change the water to flowers right on the cusp, of gently fingering a wilted bloom, he knows you'll love him when hes wilted too.