#dkbk#dekubaku slight age gap (Izuku is 18), post break up (they haven’t spoken since izuku’s graduation)
title: begin again
3rd year katsuki who received a note in his locker at school and was about to throw it away along with all notes he received from the extras he was +
surrounded with. But then he sees the inside, sees the “to my dearest kacchan” and sees the little /x’s/ that only a certain someone drew at the end.
He reads it and feel himself feel giddy for the first time in almost a year. Not even the thought of graduating had gotten him +
excited but one stupid letter from a stupid shitty ex of his and here he was grinning like a fool in love.
Oh wait. He /was/ a fool in love.
He’d never gotten over the nerd. Never accepted that they had to break up. Katsuki was still pissed at Deku for deciding to ruin their +
relationship because “kacchan was still a kid”
WHO CARED!
They were happy, why did anything else matter.
And now after radio silence since the fuckers graduation party where Katsuki left, angry tears leaving his eyes, the hoodie that Izuku had gently placed over him to +
keep him warm still wrapped around the nerd had acknowledged his presence again.
And Katsuki was that fool in love who was so ready to go to wherever this was just to see a glimpse of that perfect freckled face.
x
Three hours later, school now over he’d rushed out, ignoring the calls of his so called friends opting instead to get to the park as quickly as possible.
Once the gates were in sight he paused seeing glittering fairy lights, the lit up the shady park in one direction as if +
Katsuki was meant to go that way.
On the gate a paper was placed with the words “follow the lights :)” and nothing else. But he knew that writing. Knew it almost as well as he knew his own. So he followed.
And his eyes darted around everywhere seeing the fairy lights and the +
fireflies that fluttered around creating a warm, comforting atmosphere. And there stood in the middle of a clearing, a blanket laid out on the floor stood the man who broke his heart but could so easily fix it.
Deku.
He was dressed simply, grey turtleneck and black +
slacks. Nothing fancy.
His breath hitched seeing him for the first time in ages and without a thought, body moving on its own he ran towards the love of his life watching as a soft smile spread across Izuku’s face a wide grin on his own.
“I’m sorry.” Izuku said as Katsuki +
threw himself into the warm embrace of Izuku. He’d missed this. He’d missed these same touches, missed this feeling of safety and comfort. So he nuzzled closet trying to become one with izuku.
Soft hands brushed through his hair and he sighed happily, not wanting to ever +
move until Izuku pulled back.
“I know I hurt you and I’m sorry for that. I am so sorry, I shouldn’t have decided for you. I should’ve asked you what you wanted. I was too stuck in my head and for that ill be eternally regretful. Can we start over?” he asked hands cradling +
Katsuki’s fsce gently, tears falling from his eyes.
Katsuki koved transfixed to wipe them away. He didn’t like seeing the nerd cry.
“Will you stay with me?” he whispered his voice shaking for the only person he was comfortable being vulnerable.
“Of course. Forever and +
forever more.” Izuku smiled softly.
“Then sure.” Katsuki grinned back feeling himself happier than he did in a long time.
“Then hi I’m Izuku.”
“And I’m Kacchan.”
And thus the two began again.
the end
Spur of the moment so ignore any plot holes or spring mistakes
I’m in a difficult financial situation so anything would be greatly appreciated 😊 ko-fi.com/angstnightmare_
I kinda fell asleep right after posting so forgot to tag everyone 😅
dkbk have known each other forever. Since they were born. Mitsuki and Masaru were there with inko when she gave birth and as soon as baby Izuku was held in her arms baby katsuki made grabby hands towards the other baby. His parents seeing him focus +
something other than his orange teddy moved closer to Izuku and they watched in wonder as both boys stared at each other. No crying, no grumbling nothing. Just happy gurgling as their mouths stretched into wide smiles as Izuku stretched his hand out to grab baby katsuki’s +
finger who giggled with glee.
After that first meeting the two had become almost inseparable. Katsuki screaming and crying when he had to be away from Izuku.
They were now around 11 months old and Mitsuki was trying to introduce new foods into katsuki’s diet. She had put +
Katsuki was hit with a quirk while he was coming back from shopping with his idiot friends. One second Kirishima looked over to see he was arguing with Kaminari about Hemingway’s ‘farewell to arms’ and it’s connotations and the next second he was +
screaming, a lot closer to the floor, drowning in the clothes he’d just been dressed in.
And then the screaming began.
“ZUKU! ZUKU! ZUKU! WHERE ARE YOU!” he screamed stamping his feet his face growing increasingly redder as fat tears trailed down his face.
He looked +
around seeing no sign of Zuku anyway and growing more and more creeped out by this place filled with people he didn’t know. Arms wrapping around him shocked him and he started kicking and screaming more when he got lifted.
Not that it was a love marriage to begin with, no he was to be wed in a marriage arranged for him by his parents and his bride's parents.
He was after all the one and only +
heir to the Midoriya Syndicate, the biggest yakuza group in East Asia and the most feared within Asia overall. The Midoriya Syndicate was the oldest and most revered with only the Aizawa Syndicate comparing.
And he was to be wed to Bakugou Katsuma, fair daughter of +
the Bakugou clan.
A smaller division of Japan’s yakuza brought in recently that had quickly risen within the yakuza ranks to settle as the third feared group in Japan.
The marriage was clearly one of business, to further cement the Midoriya Syndicates power and to provide +