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 +
some broccoli on the plate and held the fork for katsuki who picked up the broccoli and stared at it. Thinking nothing of it, Mitsuki went to grab a glass when she heard loud piercing sobbing.
She rushed back in to see that katsuki was still holding the fork with the broccoli +
but staring at it in shock, tears streaming down his face.
“Katsuki baby, what happened?” she asked frantic hands touching across his face to see for any injuries.
“Zuzu!!” he screamed waving the fork and Mitsuki sighed when she realised what happened.
“Not Izuku baby,” +
she soothed hands brushing his hair, “come on Izuku is right here.” she said pulling him up and carrying him out of their house to the Midoriya house where Izuku was babbling on the floor as he played with his building blocks.
As soon as Katsuki saw the other he struggled in +
his mothers hold and toddled towards Izuku and throw his arms around the other.
Seeing katsuki, izuku’s face brightened as he smiled widely “KACCHAN!” he babbled giggling as he hugged katsuki back.
From that day forward, katsuki had been very averse to brocolli’s nearly +
breaking into tears whenever he saw them until he grew out of it.
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 +