Title:

Morning Greetings

Summary:

Eijirou has an unusual way of greeting Katsuki every morning.

Or alternatively, a story where Eijirou and Katsuki had been married for two years, but Eijirou can't stop proposing.

Note:

Because I need some cute Kiribaku. Short fic. Fluff.

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Morning Greetings (Kirishima Ver.)

4: 56 AM

Eijirou suddenly jolted awake, a thought crossing his still sleep-hazed brain as he turned to the person sleeping next to him.

"Katsuki. Hey, Katsuki." Eijirou whispered, shaking Katsuki awake. He knew it was still too early to be up, and Katsuki wasn't supposed to be up yet, but Eijirou really really needed to tell him something. "Katsukiiii."

"What?!" Katsuki grumbled, brows scrunching up as he sleepy glared at Eijirou. He looked clearly annoyed at being woken up hours before noon. If it were any other time, Eijirou would have felt bad, scared even—Katsuki could be really scary when he didn't get enough sleep—but it wasn't any other time, and Eijirou had already decided that telling Katsuki what he needed to say was more important than surviving.

So he asked instead, "…hey Katsuki, do you love me?"

Eijirou heard Katsuki groan, watching Katsuki's already scrunched up brow scrunch some more. It was adorable. Katsuki was the only one who could pull off a murderous look while still looking adorable. The bedhead wasn't helping his case either. And… Eijirou was getting distracted again. Really, it was hard not to when in the presence of someone as amazing (and as adorable) as Katsuki. Anyway… back to the issue at hand; Katsuki still hasn't answered, and Eijirou really needed him to answer.

"We're living under one roof, Hair-for-Brains. We're currently fucking lying down on a single bed. Naked. Together." Katsuki stressed out, simultaneously looking like he wanted to kiss and kill Eijirou. Kill, probably because Eijirou woke him up at an ungodly hour—well, technically it was like 5 AM, but to Katsuki it was ungodly— and kiss because Eijirou knows he's totally kissable.

"Is that a yes?" Eijirou asked, looking really hopeful. "Does that mean you love me?"

Oh, now Katsuki looked like he wanted to kiss Eijirou more than he wanted to kill him. See? Kissable. But… Katsuki still wasn't saying anything. In fact, he was now glaring at Eijirou; and suddenly, Eijirou wasn't so sure about the kissable thing anymore.

"Katsuki?" Eijirou asked softly, now looking dejected. He just wanted to know if Katsuki loves him. Because he loves Katsuki, and it will be sad if he was the only one in love.

Katsuki looked like there was an internal war going on inside his head, and Eijirou waited until Katsuki grumbled out a yes, looking away in an attempt to hide the blush currently adorning his cheeks. "It fucking means I love you, okay? Now go back to sleep, you idiot." Katsuki added before he pulled the blanket to cover his face.

"Katsuki. Marry me?" Eijirou asked, grinning from ear to ear. To Eijirou's defense, his question was perfectly justifiable. He and Katsuki were in love with each other, and the most logical thing to ask when you're in love with someone is to ask them to marry you. Forget the fact that it was 5 AM, Eijirou was sure it was a perfectly romantic time to propose. So, he didn't understand why he could hear some cracking sounds, a tell-tale sign of Katsuki activating his quirk, coming from under the covers where Katsuki was currently hiding under.

"Shitty Hair…" Katsuki began after some time, finally throwing the covers off of him to stare at Eijirou long and hard. Eijirou had long since deciphered the stare Katsuki was giving him. It was the are-you-a-fucking-idiot stare that Katsuki gives him every time Eijirou said or did something really stupid. "Go back to sleep." Katsuki ordered firmly before disappearing under the covers yet again.

Eijirou blinked. He was not expecting that. In fact, he was expecting to get blown up right off the bat, not to be told to go back to sleep. Huh. Katsuki must be getting soft. Eijirou grinned; if that's the case, then taking a bit more risk would totally be possible. Besides, Katsuki hadn't answered his proposal yet. Seriously, Eijirou loves Katsuki and all, but it was totally unacceptable to leave him hanging after his marriage proposal.

So Eijirou tried again, "Hey, Katsuki. Let's get married, okay?"

Katsuki sighed, throwing the covers off of him once more. Honestly, if looks could kill, Eijirou would have been dead by now. "We're married. For two fucking years. Go. Back. To. Sleep."

Oh. Oh yeah. Now that Eijirou was fully awake and could think clearly, he finally remembered all the important details he's sleep hazed brain forgot a while ago. It includes the fact that he and Katsuki had been married. For two years. Oops. Eijirou laughed sheepishly. That was totally NOT manly of him. What was he thinking, waking Katsuki up for something so silly? "Haha, sorry, sorry." He apologized, now feeling really bad for disturbing Katsuki's sleep. "That was totally unmanly of me, huh? What kind of guy forgets his own marriage? Haha, sorry."

Eijirou tried to hide his embarrassment behind a smile, averting his gaze away from Katsuki. Seriously, Katsuki was probably thinking he was so stupid for forgetting his own marriage. But he really just wanted to let Katsuki know that he loves him and that he wanted to marry him. He may have been half asleep but it was still unacceptable to forget something so important. Slowly, Eijirou's smile dropped as Katsuki remained silent and observing, his brows furrowed.

Finally, Katsuki opened his mouth and said in an undertone, "Eijirou…"

"Yeah?" Eijirou asked, half-expecting Katsuki to tell him to go back to sleep. Again.

"… Next week," Katsuki mumbled, "…we'll get married again next week, okay? So, fucking sleep for now, yeah?"

Eijirou blinked, his mind still quite unable to catch up with what he just heard. "I… next- what? Did you just say—" Eijirou floundered for words, opening and closing his mouth as he stared wide-eyed at his partner. He didn't know if he heard him right, but he thought he just heard Katsuki say that they would get married again next week. Katsuki… just accepted his proposal? Again? It was still pretty hard to comprehend that Katsuki just accepted his proposal, but Katsuki was looking at him with that soft look in his eyes; the kind of look Katsuki gives him when they're talking about anything and nothing at all. It was the look reserved only for Eijirou, a look that says one million words and more; the kind that never fails to remind Eijirou why he was in love with Katsuki in the first place.

And before Eijirou knew it, he was already letting out a manly squeal, reaching out to smother Katsuki with a giant hug because Katsuki had just accepted his second proposal, and it felt wonderful. It's the best feeling ever, even better than when he proposed for the first time. And if their bed was nearly blown to bits, Eijirou really couldn't care less.

Because Katsuki loves him, and they're getting married again.

Yep, it was a great morning indeed.

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