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A morning glow

Summary:

wanderlust
/ˈwɒndəlʌst/
noun
a strong desire to travel.
"a man consumed by wanderlust"

Bakugou Katsuki travels to Italy and lives with an authentic Italian old lady, in a small sunny town. Here he learns how to cook new foods, how to speak new languages and how to fall in love with a freckle kissed boy.

Chapter 1: i baci del sole

Notes:

(See the end of the chapter for notes.)

Chapter Text

The wind was warm as it kissed my skin. It left a shy tingling feeling over my body, reminding me that I was else where from home. Sunglasses rest upon the bridge of my nose, and a beige cap lays atop of my blonde hair. My hand is gripping my suitcase tightly, with the other holding the strap of my duffle bag, slung over my shoulder.

My feet are aimlessly moving, leading me around this small town, of old authentic buildings, and slabbed walkways. Potted plants of wonderful greens, bright yellow and pinks fill the otherwise empty routes.

With a small smile tugging at the corner of my lips, I find myself outside a relatively small home with vines climbing the front. The front door was a deep brown, with two potted plants on either side, overgrowing out of their pots. To the left of the door was white wooden flapped windows, with a large black railed balcony above it. Under and next to the windows, lay 2 chairs and a square coffee table, set with a red and white checkered table cloth, candles and more of the beautiful smelling flowers.

I let my hand fall from my luggage and gently knock on the door, before standing slightly back. The door slowly opens, revealing a lady, old, and face full of wrinkles, yet beautiful in her own way.
“cosa?” she snaps, quick and sharp. My smile slightly faults, but I just carry on, as nice and polite as I could muster.

“Good morning, my name is Katsuki, I'm supposed to be staying with you for a while” I say, offering my hand to shake. However, she is quick to slap my hand away, grabbing me by the shoulders and kissing each of my cheeks.

“Ah, Kitty, come in”

“oh sorry, my name was Katsuki”

“yes you said that already and I'm Ludovica” she says and walks back inside.

“Avanti!” and with that I chuckle to myself and hurry inside.

Once inside I am quickly lead to my room to place my belonging. Inside the room is a double bed right in the centre, with a set of draws to the left, and a wardrobe to the right. At the end of the best, is a pair of double doors, which lead to the balcony, white thin curtains hang from the inside, allowing light through when the doors are open. Of course, I push open the two doors with a creek and breathe in the fresh air. The curtains flutter and I walk through, standing myself on the balcony. I briefly close my eyes and inhale deeply, before fluttering my eyes open.

My eyes though, are met with two deep green eyes, surrounded by golden tanned skin and hundreds of freckles.

Notes:

Hello readers, this chapter is just a breif insight for this book / story.

I am a sucker for soft katsuki and buff Izuku so that is what you are going to get.

Also, Italian isn't my mother toungue, so please excuse any mistakes!!

lots of love

me :)