A little Katsuki winter thread on this cold afternoon! 🥰🥰
CW: #krbkdk (throuple?) sprinkle of angst, mostly fluff
Katsuki hates the winter. He thinks the snow is absolute bullshit with the way it clogs up the sidewalks, all the while making him freeze his
Ass off in 12 layers. He hates the gray slush it becomes, he hates the stressful holiday season that comes with it, but most of all, he hates the way it makes his boyfriends feel.
They always come down with colds, sniffling at 3am with a heater by their sides. Even with Izuku’s
OFA and Eijirou’s superhuman whatever, they still become little nestles of love that need to be taken care of during the winter time.
This particular year though, he decides he’s going to take matters into his own somewhat sweaty, explosive hands.
He’s going to knit.
A little known secret about Katsuki: his mother made sure he learned how to make clothing in every form. He pricked his fingers hand-stitching, he screwed up many different pieces of fabric sewing, but the one thing that truly stuck with him was knitting.
It was comforting and on the days he was homesick, he would get out his favorite pair of needles with a fresh ball of yarn, and knit the day away.
His favorite days were the ones when he could sleep until 7:30, grab a nice cup of pipping hot tea, and sits in the corner
Of his sectional , not moving unless he has to. Sometimes he’ll put his favorite instrumental tracks on, sometimes it’s nothing at all. But it’s a time when he can wear his green fuzzy socks, bundle up in his red blanket, and fully relax for once.
This year he decided early on that he’s going to give Izuku fuzzy scarf and a headband for his ears. And for Eijirou, a cozy sweater. He scours the aisles at his craft stores, looking for the perfect blend of yarn to use, feeling ten against his face and glaring at anyone that
Judges. He looks online for the cutest patterns around, trying to make them both festive and adorable for his favorite balls of sunshine. And when he finally finishes them a month and a half later, he frowns at his finished products.
They’re going to hate them.
He messed them all up. Of course they’re amazing for someone who knows how to knit and does it regularly, but for his standards?
Absolute trash.
So he wallows in his misery in his tiny corner of the couch, which is exactly how his boyfriends find him when they come to visit.
“Kacchan, we’re here! Where are-” Izuku spots the blond tuft of hair bidding behind his mountain of pillows “Kacchan, are you okay?!” He rushes over, and Eijirou does the same, kicking off his shoes haphazardly. Katsuki doesn’t even bother to pull his head up.
“It’s ruined.”
He muffles into the pillow.
“What’s wrong, baby?” Eijirou rubs Katsuki’s back in comfort from behind the couch. But then he spots the bundle of items next t Katsuki and he looks at Izuku, silent eye communication happening.
Slowly, Izuku craddles Katsuki and holds him to his
Chest while Eijirou grabs the items. And when he holds them up, he gasps.
Theyr’re beautiful. He sees a gorgeous sweater with oranges, reds and yellows, looking very similar to Eijirou’s eyes. And then he spots a emerald green scarf, along with a dazzling blue headband.
Lastly, they both spot the three pairs of socks, long and silver, looking similar to the socks Katsuki mentioned he wanted for hiking.
Eijirou looks at Izuku to see that the greeen-haired man already has tears streaming down his face.
“Kat, are these for us?”
Eijirou says gently, walking over to join the two on the couch. Katsuki just gives a very small and muffled “Mhm”, before burying his head in Izuku’s chest.
“So you don’t eat sick.” Another muffled response with a sniffle. Izuku lets out a small sob before shuffling Katsuki in
His space more, while Eijirou engulfs them both in a bear hug.
“We love them, Kacchan. They’re beautiful, so thoughtful of you, honey.” Izuku give him a small kiss on the forehead.
Katsuki’s head pops out a bit from the bundle.
“So you don’t think they’re ugly?”
“We could never!” Eijirou sputters. “You made them out of love so we can stay warm. Plus they’re perfect, the colors, the patterns, everything.”
Katsuki lets out another sniffle before wiping his eyes. “So you’ll wear them?” He asks with a weary face.
“Of course! We would wear them every day if we knew you wouldn’t snatch them up to put them in the wash when we’re sleeping in the morning.” Izuku says with a chuckle. They all snuggle into the couch a bit more, enjoying the presence of each other. Until a though pops up in
Eijirou’s head.
“Kat, I didn’t even know you could knit. That’s so manly!” He says, cuddling up and rubbing his face in his new sweater. Katsuki’s face goes pink and Izuku kisses his cheek to distract him.
“Down, Kacchan. We’ll call Auntie later and show her!”
“…okay.”
That’s the end! 😊😊Thanks for reading, I couldn’t get soft, loves to knit Katsuki out of my head, so here it is 😅
No edits, so hopefully there aren’t too many mistakes. QRT’s and replies are cute, hopefully you enjoyed!
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