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Day 1: Morning [sfw, super fluff]
Izuku groaned as he rolled over in bed, unsure why his lids felt so heavy if he'd woken up on his own. No alarm, no commitments; he could have slept as long as he liked, and yet…
When he wrenched eyes open, he found the yellow-blue color of barely there sunrise beginning to creep between the blinds. He sighed and pulled the covers up to his nose, huddling into them. Sleep. He needed more sleep.
A warm palm slid around his waist, body heat pressing to the length of his spine, his behind, even the backs of his thighs as Katsuki curled around him entirely, and he hummed with happiness, that low-building giddiness not something he thought he’d ever get used to.
Gentle lips pressed against his shoulder, then the crook of his neck, then beneath his ear.
“Morning…” Katsuki’s voice was a low, rough rasp when he woke, and the sound of it seemed to call to Izuku’s very blood.
“Mm… S’not morning yet,” he whispered back, turning his head to meet half-lidded scarlet. Katsuki huffed a laugh quietly through his nose, then moved the hand from Izuku’s waist to his chin, turning his head further to meet him with a soft kiss.
Katsuki's lips felt near scalding when they pressed to Izuku’s own, mouths remaining closed because, well… morning breath. Still, the kiss was languid and smooth, and Izuku smiled into it. After a few moments, he moved to break the connection,
but Katsuki only tightened his grip on Izuku’s jaw.
“Huh uh…” he mumbled, pressing their lips together again.
This time, Izuku felt Katsuki’s thick thigh wrap around him, hand releasing his face to sprawl over his belly, holding him tightly.
His mouth was sweet against Izuku’s, subdued and loving, and Izuku closed his eyes, letting himself grow lost in the overwhelming feeling of affection.
When they finally parted, the corner of Katsuki’s mouth quirked into a lazy, sexy smirk.
Suddenly, Izuku didn't feel close enough. He rolled over to face him, sliding a leg between Katsuki’s and nuzzling his face into his shoulder happily. Lithe fingers found his hair and wove into it, massaging his scalp.
“...Do we have to get up yet?” Izuku muttered, sighing with pleasure.
Katsuki’s chest rumbled with laughter. "Fuck no. We’re gonna stay in this bed until our stomachs force us to move for breakfast. The chores can come later.”
Izuku wrapped his arms around Katsuki’s body to hug him tightly, curling closer. “This is why I love you,” he said, lifting his head to grin at him.
"'Cause I let you act like a lazy shit?"
"Mean." Izuku pouted, and Katsuki flicked his nose, making him close his eyes in a brief flinch. When he opened them again, Katsuki's his expression was no less fond.
“Love you too, idiot," he said quietly, and Izuku immediately forgave him.
Katsuki pressed his lips briefly to the top of Izuku's head and then returned to his scalp massage. It wasn't long before their breathing grew slow and heavy, the weight of sleep ready to pull them both under all over again.
They /loved/ their mornings off.
💕🥰thank you!
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