29 Oct 2017
As Katsuki is working on her thesis for the Hero Analysis, which is due the next day, Izuku’s hands always manage to distract her. After all, he always gets his way in the end.
11 Oct 2017
“D..Deku..?” Katsuki murmured.
He walked towards him slowly, before making a quick dash to his side. Katsuki fell to his knees and placed his large, scarred hands on his boyfriend’s chest.
The crisp Spring air was no joke. Yoongi was rugged up in two jumpers and sweatpants, but to no avail, he was still not warm.
'Why? Why?' He thinks, 'why is it so cold?'
Yoongi silently sat on the stairs of the newly renovated porch, the little candle light flickering in the corner warming him to some degree. Soon enough, he heard little footsteps racing across the wooden floorboards, through the slightly ajar door, then slapping heavily on concrete.
Feeling a small body clamber up onto his lap, he took a gentle hold of his little boy and hugged him tight, blowing raspberries on his soft neck. Yoongi's son squealed and giggled, squirming in his hold.