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Katsuki wakes first, his tired eyes struggling to open as they squint against the soft light of the sun spilling in, casting the room in a warm glow. He yawns deeply before a small smile spreads across his face as he senses the warm, heavy weight of his husband curled into his chest. Katsuki looks down, taking in the image of wild green hair spread messily over Izuku’s face, covering the big emerald eyes he loves so much. He chuckles softly at the sight of the freckled cheeks that never quite lost their baby fat smushed against his chest, causing plump lips to stick out in a pout. Katsuki brushes unruly curls from Izuku’s forehead and gently pulls away, untangling himself from the heat-seeking cuddle monster that is Izuku Bakugo.
Katsuki heads to the bathroom for a quick shower, counting on the pressure of the warm water to soothe his aching joints. He steps out of the shower, drying off and wrapping a towel around his waist as moves to the vanity he shares with Izuku, grabbing an excessive amount of hair products to style the spikes of blond hair. He finishes up, running his fingers through his hair once more when he feels hands wrap around his waist. Izuku lays his forehead against Katsuki’s back, laying gentle kisses on the scars littering the tanned skin. Katsuki smiles, turning around to wrap his husband in a warm embrace, swaying slowly as they bask in the comfort of just being with each other.
Izuku pulls away, wrapping his arms around the taller man’s neck as he pushes himself to his tiptoes and presses a kiss to Katsuki’s lips. They stay like that for a while, wrapped in each other while trading lazy kisses.
Izuku pulls away first, “Kacchan has morning breath,” he giggles, scrunching his nose. Katsuki scoffs, pinching the greenette’s nose and rolling his eyes. He steps away and grabs his toothbrush from the cup on the sink. Izuku looks at him, making grabby hands as Katsuki silently hands him his toothbrush and the toothpaste. They follow their routine for a moment, brushing their teeth in comfortable silence. Once they’ve finished, Izuku begins the daily battle that is taming his wild curls.
Katsuki places a hand on Izuku’s waist, moving behind him as he reaches for his deodorant from the cabinet closest to Izuku.
“Excuse me, baby,” he grumbles in his deep morning voice. Izuku looks up at him and laughs, turning around to thumb away a bit of toothpaste left on the side of Katsuki’s mouth. He moves his hands to rest on Katsuki’s bare chest, clearly and shamelessly ogling his husband’s well-defined pecs.
“Mmmm. Good morning, Kacchan.”
“Oi, my eyes are up here, nerd.” Katsuki replies teasingly, shifting to grab two handfuls of his husband’s ass.
Katsuki registers Izuku’s eyes flash with desire and begins to prepare his excuse for being late to work. Katsuki leans in, ready to devour his husband, mentally cursing him for being so damn enticing when he hears a sharp cry coming from down the hall.
“Ok, time to get moving. I’ll have my turn with Daddy later.” Izuku teases, slapping Katsuki’s ass as he walks out of the bathroom and into the hallway. Katsuki feels his face heat up as he turns to glare at Izuku, growling.
“You better fuckin’ watch that mouth of yours, baby. Don’t start something you can’t finish.”
“Don’t threaten me with a good time, Kacchan.” Izuku remarks with a wink, turning back to the mirror with a cheeky grin.
Katsuki takes in a quick breath, already preparing for the night ahead of him. He shakes his head, quickly ridding himself of the unsavory thoughts as he walks into his room, quickly grabbing his clothes before heading to the nursery, shrill cries growing louder the closer he gets. He feels an ache in his heart listening to the cries of his babygirl. The blond finally reaches the nursery, turning on a soft lamp as he walks into the room and heads straight over to the crib.
His little angel is so upset, face pinched in a cry as she sits up in her crib, reaching up with tiny hands, begging to be picked up. Katsuki’s heart breaks at the sight, gently shooshing her as he picks her up and cradles her to his chest, swaying in an attempt to calm her down.
“Shhh, it’s okay babydoll, Daddy’s here, you’re okay.” He coos softly, kissing the locks of curly blonde hair.
He finally gets her to calm down and to get her changed out of her Dynamight-themed pajamas and into her outfit for the day. Katsuki loves being a girl dad, and cherishes the moments he gets to dress his little princess up. Today, he chooses to put her in a white sundress covered in sunflowers, green leggings, and a green head wrap. Once she’s ready, he carries the happily babbling baby to the kitchen and hands her off to Izuku, who’s just finished preparing her bottle.
Izuku smiles brightly, taking his daughter from Katsuki and holding her in the air, peppering kisses onto her little nose.
“Good morning, sunshine! Daddy has you all dressed up today, my beautiful little girl!” He coos, cradling her as he gives her the bottle. He moves to feed her in the rocking chair in their living room, watching the news as his husband prepares their breakfast.
Katsuki hums as he works, making them a simple breakfast of miso soup, steamed rice, and grilled fish. He plates their food and turns to Izuku, ready to call him to the table for breakfast. He takes in the sight before him, Izuku holding their daughter close, lightly burping her, nuzzling his face into their babygirl’s neck with his eyes closed. Katsuki pulls out his phone, sneakily taking a picture of the two who have his entire heart. He puts his phone away and walks back into the kitchen as he calls out to Izuku.
“Baby, breakfast is ready.”
“Coming Kacchan!” he chirps, gently placing the tiny blonde in the high chair and handing her a stuffed Dynamight bear to keep her entertained.
Izuku sits down, smiling when Katsuki places his food in front of him. He takes a bite and moans loudly, “So good! Kacchan is such a good cook.” he exclaims, mouth full of food. Katsuki feels his face heat up yet again at the shameless sounds coming from his husband’s mouth. He grunts in acknowledgment and continues to eat his food.
Once they’ve finished eating, Izuku gets up and kisses Katsuki’s cheek. “Thank you, my love.” He grabs their plates and takes them to the sink to clean up as Katsuki grabs the diaper bag and the baby, and heads to the door to put his shoes on. Izuku finishes cleaning and follows, slipping the horrendous red sneakers on and ushering his small family out the door.
They make their way to the subway, expertly weaving their way through the rush hour traffic. They arrive right on time, squeezing through the closing doors and settling in the crowded car. Katsuki holds onto the overhead railing, settling his hand on Izuku’s stomach and pulling the greenette’s back against his chest in a possessive hold. Izuku tilts his head backward, looking up at the blond who presses a gentle kiss against his nose. Izuku giggles, scrunching his nose at the tickling sensation, causing Katsuki to pepper his nose in teasing kisses.
The subway begins to move and the pair hear a happy screech, their daughter looking curiously at her parents with wide, crimson eyes. Izuku laughs, nuzzling into his baby’s cheek causing her to giggle, a sound that Katsuki swears could solve everything wrong with the world. Tiny, chubby hands reach up, grabbing at Katsuki who leans down allowing her to grab onto his nose as she babbles joyfully.
Katsuki laughs, looking at his husband and his babygirl, feeling his heart swell with love for his small family. Katsuki knows he’s blessed, and thanks every deity out there for leading him to this moment, for filling his life with so much joy and happiness. The three stay like that for the rest of their commute, wrapped in their own blissful world amongst the chaos around them.