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Morning sunshine. Soft blankets overlapping. Tender touches of love affirmation. Red eyes that are as vibrant as rubies. Blond hair that is soft to the touch. Strong muscles that served as a fortress of unwavering safety.
Izuku Midoriya was not a morning person. Don’t be mistaken, he does wake up early every day nonetheless. The chill of the morning and the struggle to go on that morning run was a daily battle. Then Katsuki Bakugo flipped Izuku’s relationship with the morning upside down like a sunny-side-up egg.
The first time Izuku woke up with Katsuki by his side, he cried. The scene was so surreal. It surpassed perfection. Izuku was overwhelmed by the simplicity of waking up beside the love of his life. The warm palms and static fingertips that grazed his waist and pulled him close were addicting.
Izuku would do the same thing every morning. Katsuki would remain asleep with his mind in a foreign state of peace. Izuku would kiss Katsuki’s forehead softly. Rubbing Katsuki’s cheek softly, Izuku would admire his beauty. Izuku would snuggle closer and bask in the warmth capturing him.
The chill of the morning didn’t phase Izuku anymore. Warm and fulfilling, breakfast would be prepared and eaten when he returned. Izuku and Katsuki would sit together and have a private, domestic moment in the sanctuary their home was.
Izuku would be showered in love and reciprocate the affection without a second thought.
Katsuki adored Izuku. Katsuki couldn't imagine a world without Izuku in it. Even if he could, he'd rather die than live a life without him. After everything they'd been through, they constantly tend to each other.
Their patrols went smoothly, but hero work was harsh on the body no matter how easy their shift was. On this particular day, Izuku stayed in their agency building to catch up on paperwork while Katsuki patroled.
They usually patrolled together, but Izuku knew that if he didn't start on the pile of paperwork that was accumulating, he'd be drowning soon enough. He'd rather keep his shifts as short as possible. Besides, he didn't mind the boring work when he could listen to music or talk with employees.
Katsuki had stopped a robbery, helped a lost kid, and captured two wanted villains by the end of his shift. Izuku finished all the paperwork and fixed up their schedule to accommodate some meetings and interviews.
When their front door clicked behind them, Izuku took Katsuki by the hand and led him to the bathroom. While Katsuki was busy stripping off his hero suit, Izuku was starting the bath.
With one hand, Katsuki could count the times they bathed together. It wasn't that they thought it was gross or they didn't want to do it together, but their bathtub wasn't the biggest for two grown men.
Izuku stripped and the two slipped into the water. After soaking for a bit, Katsuki reached for the shampoo, but Izuku softly took it from his grasp.
"Let me take care of you tonight," breathed Izuku in a soft voice that never failed to turn Katsuki into putty.
Izuku lathered his hands up with shampoo, smiling sweetly at Katsuki who wore an innocent look of surprise. Izuku reached his hands out and raked his fingers through Katsuki's soft, pointy locks of blond hair.
Katsuki couldn't help but close his eyes and lean into the touch. Izuku's scared hands and crooked fingers worked magic for Katsuki's scalp. He couldn't even kid himself, he felt like he was floating.
Izuku then started washing away sweat and grime off of Katsuki, gently kissing the scars that littered his body. This process carried on for minutes. Izuku’s touch was tender as he truly took the time to treasure and care for the love of his life.
Katsuki had never been one to get overwhelmed or to cry, but he couldn't help it. The tears came before he could even process it. Izuku remained silent, simply wiping away the tears or kissing them away.
It was in these moments that the two knew they were soulmates. No words needed to be said. They could read each other like a book. They understood what one another's needs were and they were more than willing to meet the standards.
As Izuku began rinsing Katsuki's body, he also massaged his sweet spots. Katsuki's hero gear put a lot of pressure on his shoulders. It didn't help that to aim his quirk, it wore down his shoulders and back.
Katsuki grunted occasionally whenever Izuku successfully got out a knot of muscle. Izuku would chuckle and move to the next area. This cycle continued until the warm water grew cold.
After a quick second bath for Izuku to get cleaned and for them to rinse off, they finally dried off. Katsuki wrapped Izuku up in his arms and kissed him all over his face. Izuku's soft laughter echoed through their bedroom.
"I love you so fucking much Izuku."
"I love you too, Katsuki."