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thehusbandoden · 7 months

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"Hold me?" -Vulnerable Bakugo Katsuki x Reader

A/n: sorry I've been so quiet! I took a little break from writing, but luckily I'm ready to write for most of the day!

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Genre: fluff/reverse comfort // wc: 523

"Y/n... will you.. hold me?" A small, broken voice aroused you from your slumber.

"Mhmm, c'mere baby.." you mumble, searching around for your husband's familair, muscular arm.

Once your fingers brushed over his bare skin you gently tugged, silently telling him to come to you. Anixety and hesitation instanly melting away, he fell into your comforting embrace, face burried in your chest as he clung onto your shirt, sobs spilling from his lips.

"Shh, it's okay baby. It's okay, I'm here." You mumble, rubbing soothing circles across his back. "I'll always be here for you."

His sobs grew louder as his grip grew tighter, pulling himself against you to seek your loving comfort- to stop feeling so... useless.

"I-I-I-" He tried to piece together, uncontrolable sobs causing his voice to crack.

"Shhh I know baby, I know. I love you too." You whisper, kissing his forehead multiple times before going back to rest your head on his. "So, so much."

After a few minutes his grip became less harsh, finally relaxing into your hold- knowing that you wouldn't leave him.

It took another hour or so for his sobs to lessen, and a few more for him to fall asleep. But you stayed underneath him the entire time, supporting him both verbally and silently. Rubbing his back, kissing his forehead, telling him you loved him, kissing away his tears, telling him that you were xtherex.

Even after he fell asleep you stayed watchful, making sure that he didn't fall into anther nightmare, not minding the lack of sleep one bit. You loved this man, and there is no way that you would leave him feeling unprotected.

8:29 a.m.

You smiled fondly as you watched his pair of crimson eyes blink open, already searching for you the second they opened.

"G'morning baby." You smile, kissing Katsuki's lips tenderly.

"Good morning." He replied, crawling higher up your body to press his nose to your cheek before carefully flopping down onto you, nuzzling his face into the crook of your neck.

"Did you sleep well?" You whisper, twirling a strand of his blonde hair in your fingers.

"Mhmm.. after you held me." He whispered back, a fiery red blush creeping up his neck at his vulnerability. He shouldn't be acting so weak in front of you- he was supposed to protect you, not the other way around-

"It's okay Suki. I already know what you're thinking- but I promise you, it's okay. You deserve a break too."

"Bu-"

"No buts. Just trust me, okay?"

Nodding, Bakugo lifted himself up to kiss your lips lovingly- a silent thank you for your support.

Smiling, you kiss him back before pulling away, looking up at him through your lashes.

"Do you want me to make break-"

"You, Teddybear, are going to lay here and rest those pretty eyes of yours while I cook, understand?" Bakugo gently scolded, kissing both your eyelids, before pecking your lips and crawling out of bed.

"But you really don't have t-"

"No complaining or else!"

"Or else what?"

"Or else! Now get some rest before I come back there and smother ya!"

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sincerelybubbles · 10 months

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'hey, u up?' || izuku midoriya x reader

synopsis: ur having difficulty sleeping without izuku there to keep you company

warnings: female reader, minimal cursing, fluff

wc: 2.3k

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To: Izu ♡

ik ur already asleep but i can’t sleep and i miss u :(

You sigh and set your phone down on the pillow beside you before rolling over and tugging your comforter higher up on your shoulder. You think of broader shoulders, a smattering of freckles, a flash of white teeth, and groan, pulling your blanket up so it’s covering your face too.

Izuku had returned from a two-week-long trip earlier today and, in typical fashion, was outside of your apartment door the minute paperwork was done. You insisted that he go get sleep, real rest, in his own apartment for the night, without you clinging to him all night. He wasn’t too hurt but you were sure that his shoulder needed rest from being dislocated and you were known to cuddle up to him in your sleep.

He pouted at the idea but agreed and left a few hours ago and you haven’t heard from him since other than a message letting you know he was home and was going to bed. Which was a good thing, you reminded yourself. He needed rest and was listening to what you told him to. But, fuck, you missed him while he was gone. While his missions weren’t rare – nobody could stop him from doing everything to climb the hero ratings (and you would never dream of even thinking about any other life for him) – not sharing a bed with him while he was home was rare. You were better at it when he was gone. You could tell yourself to get over it, he was away being a hero and you were more than busy enough here, putting your healing quirk to work.

But here? Alone in bed with him two blocks away? Thinking of how he could be holding you to his chest right now, playing with your hair and soothing you to sleep? This is much harder.

Groaning, you toss your blanket away and give in to the urge to check your phone again. No new notifications, as to be expected at 2am, but plenty of other distractions were right at your fingertips to keep you awake for much longer than you should be. You push away the temptation and toss the phone down to the foot of your bed, sitting up and stretching your arms high above your head. You’re sure there’s some melatonin in the cabinet in your bathroom and that’s your new goal.

It doesn’t take long to find it and fill a glass with water to take the small pill. You typically don’t take anything to sleep, preferring to fall asleep naturally if possible, but a small part of your brain urges you that the sooner you fall asleep, the sooner you can get up and head over to Izuku’s, like the desperate girlfriend that you are.

You’re walking back to your room, praying the medicine works tonight, when you hear something in your room. You freeze, blood running cold.

Your quirk works to heal yourself as well as others, so you really have little to loose by at least running in there to make a mad dash for your phone. You brace yourself with the thought as you grab the closest thing – a fake potted succulent – and push the door open with your toe, muscles tight and practically vibrating with adrenaline. When it’s obvious nothing is blocking your path, you launch yourself onto your bed and scramble to find your phone in the sheets where you tossed it, head turning around wildly to find the source of the noise.

You find an empty room.

You can hear your blood rushing in your ears as your fingers finally brush against your phone and you lower the plastic pot to rest beside you. You hadn’t imagined the noise, there was a loud thump followed by quick tapping noises, repeated enough that you’re sure you heard correctly.

You hover there, sort of crouched on your bed, armed with the smallest plastic pot in existence and your phone, and consider briefly if there’s an invisible person in your room with you.

You aren’t quite sure how to proceed, eyes darting around the room. You’ve just come up with the idea to throw your covers into the center of the room to see if it catches on any invisible creep so you can pummel them into the group when the noise happens again.

Tap tap tap tap tap

You scream, jumping up and throwing the fake succulent on reflex. It sails through the air and lands with a quiet thump on the rug. Swallowing thickly, you force air into your lungs to just think for a minute. It takes you a second to realize that the tapping had come from outside of your window and you slowly crawl off of your bed, phone clutched in your hand.

Your curtains are pulled shut to combat the bright sun in the mornings so you face them for a few seconds, breathing in through your nose and out of your mouth.

‘Please don’t be a person trying to break in please don’t be a person trying to break in please don’t be a person trying to break in’ you plead in your head, crouching down to scoop up your plastic weapon. You could turn back and grab the pepper spray attached to your keyring but you feel like it would be wrong to not let the little succulent see this adventure the entire way through.

You decide to rip off the bandaid, yank the curtains open, and prepare yourself to scream. You grab at the edge of the curtain before you hear a sigh.

You feel the blood in your body drop to your feet for a moment before you hear, “C’mon, Y/N?” through the thin glass of your shitty apartment window and you recognize the voice. Your blood feels like it finally starts moving after having been stopped and you feel your face flush as you pull the curtains back.

As you expected, your boyfriend is perching on the rickety fire escape, fist raised to tap on the glass again.

He breaks out into a wide smile at you standing there, pajama-clad with messy hair, before it turns confused and he raises an eyebrow toward your still-raised cactus weapon.

You lower your arm sheepishly, heart skipping at his blinding smile, and hurry to unlock the window. He pushes it open for you when you have it unlocked.

He braces his hands on the top of the window frame, leans forward, and into your room, biceps flexing and entering your space.

“Hello,” he whispers, smiling down at you.

It’s hard to not be flustered. He’s no longer the small Izuku Midoriya you met while training with Recovery Girl at UA – no, this is Pro Hero Deku, still sweet and bubbly, sure, but confident and fully aware of how he has you wrapped around his finger.

“Hi,” you return, letting him lean close and returning his smile.

“Quite the arsenal you have around here,” he comments, nodding toward your hand still clutching the plastic pot.

“I thought you were someone trying to break in!” You justify, holding the plant up, “It’s not my fault that you forget I have a front door.”

His smile widens as he leaps into your room easily, maneuvering from his awkward crouch to standing in front of you gracefully. “It’s faster to just use Blackwhip and come through his way, the elevator’s too slow.” He gently pries the small pot from your fingers and sets it on your desk, using his hold on your hand to bring your wrist up to his mouth and place a gentle kiss above your racing pulse. “Sorry for scaring you.”

“It’s okay, care to share why you’ve felt the need to visit my window at 2:30 like you’re some sort of Spiderman?” You ask, trying your hardest to not flush at the feeling of his lips sweeping over your wrist.

He shrugs, lifting his phone and waving it, “You said you missed me.”

You gape at that, laughing in disbelief. “So you woke up, left bed, and raced here instead of calling me or texting me back?”

“I knew if I did you would convince me not to come. Guess I missed you too.” He tugs your closer, moving his hand from your wrist to your hip and holding you there firmly, leaning down to brush his nose against yours.

“But your shoulder,” you whisper, even as you stretch up on your toes to return the gesture.

“It’s fine,” he promises, slowly smiling again and you can feel the shift from how close you are to him, “Plus, my girlfriend is super cool and can help me out in the morning if it’s sore.”

You scoff, rolling your eyes for show, “Is that all I am to you? After all this time?” You tease.

“Nope,” he hums, pulling back slightly and eyes flickering to your lips. “Never just that.”

Your heart skips a beat, squeezes, and then races. It doesn’t matter how many times he says it, how many different ways he shows you, or even the years you’ve been by his side – he still manages to make you feel giddy in every way possible.

“Oh, really?” You ask, breathless and unable to really think straight with how he’s raking his eyes over your face, drinking you in and not hiding it in the slightest.

He doesn’t answer, opting to lean in and brush his lips against yours in a gentle kiss. He pulls back for a breath before leaning in and kissing you properly, pressing his lips against yours, firm and insistent. It doesn’t take long for him to deepen it, licking at your bottom lip and smiling when you respond eagerly. His arm slips from your waist around the small of your back, tugging you close and holding you there. His other hand holds your cheek gently. Your arms are around his neck, fingers brushing past his undercut to find the thick curls above. He groans when you tug, lifting you up and pulling away to press small, quick kisses across both of your cheeks.

The adrenaline from before has made your small dose of melatonin kick in much faster than usual and you feel your eyes growing heavy even as you giggle and squirm in his arms.

“You ready for bed, baby?” Izuku asks, placing you down gently and pushing your hair out of your face.

You nod against his hand, holding it to your cheek so you can turn to press a kiss to the scar stretching across his palm.

He ushers you to your bed with a hand pressed against the small of your back, pulling his hoodie off while you settle on the far side of your bed next to the wall, watching him move in the moonlight of your room.

You admire the way the chords of his muscles bunch up at the movement, eyes tracing the freckles that continue down his shoulders to his strong chest and flat stomach. He is a beacon of power, strong and unbreakable, privy to countless strategies to have anyone anywhere fall to their knees, and he’s standing in your bedroom in soft pajama pants with little gauntlets on them (Bakugou’s merch, you note fondly) and bare feet.

He doesn’t comment on your staring as he crawls into bed, though he’s no doubt noticed, little gets past his attention. He stretches out on his back, adjusting his pillow and opening his arms wide for you.

“Are you sure?” You question, sitting cross-legged and searching his eyes for any sort of tenseness, “Your shoulder…” You draw off as he scoffs and props himself up on an elbow. He reaches forward and maneuvers you next to him easily, manhandling you in a way that makes you blush.

“My shoulder’s fine,” he mumbles, prodding you to lay down and shoving his nose into your hair when you do, sighing contently.

You sink into him, relishing in the warmth and comfort he brings. Gently, you trace the scars and freckles on his chest with a finger. You don’t comment on how he flushes across his chest at your attention. No doubt his face is red, too.

A secret, small part of you relishes in your ability to have him just as affected by you as you are by him. The number three hero is in your bed, holding you tightly in his strong arms, blushing because you are trailing your finger across the rough edge of a scar from a fight you’ve heard the story of a million times.

“You never finished telling me about the lady at the convenience store,” you remind him, poking his side gently. You know he relaxes more when he talks, you have fallen asleep countless times to the gentle sound of his voice, deep and slow as he gets more and more tired as well.

“You sure? It’s late, I can tell you tomorrow,” he hesitates, fingers tracing nonsensical patterns across the side of your neck.

“Mhm,” you nod, craning your neck to smile up at him, “you know I fall asleep faster when I have you to listen to.” Never mind that you’re sure that you’re exhausted enough to blink and fall asleep right then. “I want to hear about everything from when you were away, too.”

That’s all it takes to have him launching into the story, the hand that’s not attached to the arm holding you firmly to his side gesturing in the air.

You rest your cheek against his chest, listening for the gentle thrum of his heartbeat and feeling the gentle vibrations of his voice as he talks. You fall asleep easily and deeply, warm and content beyond explanation.

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note: i've been mia for a while, and i can't promise i'm back to writing full time, but i can promise i have a LOT in the works, some izu, some katsuki, some kirishima, so keep an eye out for whenever i have the time to finish/write those :)

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baba-the-fool · 1 year

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zen-the-dumb · 6 months

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Hawks Scenario: When you ignore his cuddle advances

First thing.

So hawks walks into your bedroom and you’re hugging a pillow or plushie or some shit, and he just stares at you for a second before just diving into bed like immediately.

Then he lays there for a few minutes, waiting for you to do something. While he’s waiting, he looks over at you pretty frequently.

When you ignore him, he puffs up his wings to make himself look more soft to see if you finally decide to come let him cuddle you.

When that doesn’t work, he gets kinda mad.

He starts to think things like: “Dammit, I have never wanted to be a pillow/plushie so bad.”

So yeah, basically, he’s jealous of whatever you’re hugging instead of him.

Once he goes through that crisis, he just stares at whatever you’re hugging with the most salty glare.

First he goes to grab your hand. When you yank your hand away, he wraps one of his wings around you and pulls you close to him.

Then he tosses aside whatever you were hugging and mutters under his breath, “I win”

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nightfall-kachiniko · 6 months

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Keigo just holding you when you’re down. Your sobs and tears muffled by his shirt as he holds you closely, softly shushing you and telling you you’re okay. He’s so comforting, the way he softly brushes the hair out of your face to look at you. How he rubs rubs your back, and pecks kisses all over. Telling you, “it’s okay honey, I’ve got you.”

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bitter-pyre · 1 year

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Happy Holidays! 🎄

#mha #bnha #mha fanart #bakudeku #bkdk #bakugo katsuki #izuku midoriya #christmas #holiday #cuddle #soft #pyre draws

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maroonswan · 1 year

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Thinking about coming home after a rough day and asking your partner, Kirishima Ejirou, to cuddle with you. He’s a little taken a back with worry but can tell you’re really upset. So, he denies his first instinct to start questioning you on what’s wrong. He just nods in agreement and asks for “just a few” to finish up what he’s doing before joining you in your shared bed or on the couch, cradling you in his arms.

You nuzzle your face into his warm solid chest, listening to his heartbeat. And, despite finding it extremely cute he still asks if you prefer the comfort of an actual pillow. You shake your head.

“Just want to lay with you,” you mumble, already half asleep, and it melts his heart. Kirishima has to stop himself from crying as he kissed your forehead and nuzzles into your hair. He’s just...so happy you find his mere presence so comforting.

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ryva · 1 year

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just thinking about Bakugou comforting you with cuddles when you're feeling icky (aka me rn)

wether you're listening to music and curled up in bed crying, or if your just in scilence, he can always tell what you need. wether it be cuddles, food, time to relax, he somehow knows.

When youre curled up, music blaring your thoughts away, and crying as if water is the only thing taking up your head, he would get all the things to spend the night with you (water, meds for your inevitable post-headache, phones on chargers just incase) and will curl up, either behind you to shell you off and tighten his arms around you. or he'll cover you up in front of you, shieling your face from the world and let you cry into his chest.

if you've gone silent, he'll definitely take your chores away from you, and plop you down on the couch with your comfort show. he'll finish any chore you were working on and lay on your chest as your own personal weighted blanket. he'll refuse to get up (unless you need to pee or get water) until you're feeling better or you end up falling asleep.

i just kinda need him rn <3

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menacinggh0st · 8 months

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Sandwiched

Kirishima × Bakugo x Reader

WARNINGS: none just fluff ❤

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-you who arrived late one night from your patrol.

- you who sighed in annoyance as you finally make it to the front door of your home, only to drop all of your unfinished reports of the patrol.

- you who bent down to picked them up, only to hear the cough of your bestfriends.

-you who turns to see Kirishima grinning happily, with more energy then you can put up with right then and there.

-you who looks next to Kirishima and his well built figure to see Vermillion eyes glancing at you and a face turned into a scowl.

- you who muttered a curse before smiling and greeting the pair even while you were hell bent on giving up right now.

-Kirishima who helps you pick up papers while he converses with you about his patrol.

-Bakugo who helps as well but in a silent manner before taking out the spare key of your home from his pocket and opening it.

-you who stares at Bakugo blankly as he shoves the reports into Kirishima's hands and who swoops you up bridal style.

-"we can see how exhausted you are, dumbass... Ya' don' need to act like yer' fine around us when you ain't"

-you who is speechless and dazed as both men being you and your things in your home with the interact care.

-Kirishima who sets the reports down on your desk in your office just right of the front door before joining you and Bakugo.

- Kirishima who walks with you and Bakugo through the kitchen and into your bedroom 3 doors down.

- Kirishima and Bakugo who let you have the room and allow you to change.

-Bakugo who knocks on your door and Kirishima who speaks up, "hey, can we come in"

- you who replies with yes as you look at the two who found spare clothes of theirs in the guest bedroom and changed into them.

- Kirishima who just opted to a t-shirt that was tight enough to show off his well defined torso but was rather still comfortable.

- Bakugo who wore sweatpants, the waistband stoping just a little below his hips, showing off his chiseled abs the led down to the beginning of his pelvis.

- you who slightly blushes at them but says nothing as you asked them if they were staying the night.

-Kirishima who responds with the damn energy of a golden retriever "Yup!....o-only if your fine with it though since your exhausted and ya kno-"

-Bakugo who interrupts him with a groan of annoyance before speaking.

- "shitty hair, she would've told us to go home after we helped her in if she wasn't"

- Kirishima who becomes flustered a bit before laughing it off.

-you who's heart is pounding as you look at your bestfriends, as you wish you could be a little more to them.

-Bakugo and Kirishima who wish you goodnight before walking to the guest bedroom.

-you who sits there dumbstruck, unsure what to do next as you crawl into bed before realizing the sleep wasn't hitting you anytime soon.

-you who gets up and opens you door while using your phones flash light and bring in the charger with you to the guest bedroom.

-you who mutters quietly to yourself us you ponder if you should knock on the door or not.

-you who wonders why your so nervous and then proceeds to bite the bullet and knock

-you who stands there paitently you hear shuffling then quiet footsteps before the door swung open.

-Kirishima who looks at you groggily as he yawns and squints his eyes at your phone light as he asks you to turn it off.

- "hey, you needed something?"

- you who is unable to respond as you process how pretty Kirishima looks when he just wakes up and how sweet his morning voice sounds.

- you who stumbles over your words as you ask Kirishima if you can sleep with him and his bestfriend.

-Kirishima who smiles and replies with a sure before having a pillow thrown at his head.

- "get yer' ass in bed shitty hair..."

- Bakugo's voice suddenly says deeply causing to to feel butterflies as you squeak out a sorry causing him to look at you before nodding back off to sleep.

-Kirishima who let's you in the room an docks the pillow off the floor before letting you crawl next to Bakugo in the bed.

- Bakugo who stares at you when you poke him and ask if he can put your phone in the charger on his side.

- Bakugo who runs a hand down his face before snatching your charger and phone and plugging it in, in the darkness off the room.

- Kirishima who pulls you close to face him and Bakugo who rolls his eyes saying he isn't joining the cuddling bullshit.

- Kirshima who shrugs as he nuzzles his face into the crook of your neck and wraps his strong arms around your figure.

- Bakugo who let's out a small "tch" before wrapping his arms around your waist and pulling himself closer to you and Kirishima as he buries his head into your shoulder.

-The three of you who harbor feelings for each other, drift off to sleep. Holding each other sweetly and breathing softly.

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thehusbandoden · 5 months

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With You -Soft!Shigaraki Tomura x Reader

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Genre: tooth rotting fluff/puppy love \\ wc: 614 \\ requested \\ posted: 11/25/2023

Sunlight leaked into your shared room, causing you to stir. As you unconsiously snuggled closer to your beloved you immedietly started waking up at the sound of his deep chuckle. A warm, gloved hand slowly stroke your hair, causing you to open your eyes.

Looking up, you smile at the sight of your beloved; Shigaraki Tomura. Snuggling closer to him, you hum, stretching strangely similar to a cat.

"Sleep well?" Tomura murmured, his voice low from sleep.

"I always sleep well in your arms." You smile, wrapping your arms around his neck.

"You're too sweet." He blushed, pecking your forehead.

Humming, you tilt your head for more kisses. Tomura chuckled, complying to your wish as he sweetly kissed your entire face, avoiding your lips. After kissing every inch of your face at least three times, he moved to your lips. He kissed you slowly, moving his hands to hold your face.

After a few tender moments he pulled away, leaning his forehead against yours.

"I love you." He murmured softly, lightly brushing his nose against yours.

"And I love you." You hum, pecking his lips once more before resting your head against his collarbone.

He chuckled again, rubbing your back lovingly. You gently moved your hand up to his hair, scratching his scalp in appreciation.

After a few minutes of tender silence you lean on your elbows, looking Tomura in his eyes as you scratch his scalp tenderly, genlty pecking his lips every once in a while.

He stared right back at you, continuing to rub your back, adding his own pecks between yours.

"I love you." You smile, kissing his nose.

"I love you too." He smiled, kissing your own nose in response.

You go back to a comfortable silence, maintaing eye contact. After a while Tomura spoke, moving one of his gloved hands to gently tuck a strand of hair behind your ear.

"Have you ever thought about life outside of the League?" He whispered, his soft eyes shining wih adoration and hope.

"I have.. have you?" You giggle, moving a hand to his cheek.

"I have.. I think I wanna leave.. with you." He murmured, kissing your cheek tenderly.

After a few moments, he continued. "Get away from all of the danger.. move somewhere safer.. where we can start a family." He whispered into your ear.

"Family?" Your eyes shone wtih excitment.

"Kids.. if you want them. Maybe a few pets.. or just us. No matter, I'll be happy." His eyes started to slightly tear up as he looked at you, unable to express his pure adoration for you.

"Oh darling.. I can see it.." you murmur happily, sighing as you peck the apples of his cheeks.

Tomura gently played with your hair, running his hands through your gorgeous strands before tucking them behind your ear. He smiled, kissing your cheek tenderly.

"It sounds lovely.. almost like a dream." You murmur, kissing his lips.

After a few sweet moments he pulls away, pecking yoru nose. "A dream I'll make a reality for you.."

"Do you know how much I love?" You giggle, kissing his cheeks.

"Yes.. but you can always tell me again." He grinned, soaking up your attention.

"I love you.. I love you too much to express in words.." you giggle, kissing Tomura lovingly.

After a few long moments Tomura pulls away, wrapping his arms around your waist before pulling you into a tight embrace, his head leaning against yours. You giggled, hugging him back.

"Let's just stay like this all day, my darling." Tomura murmured in your ear.

"How about for eternity?" You sigh, snuggling impossibly closer.

Tomura chuckled yet again, stroking your head gently. "With you? Absouletly."

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