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Not How I Saw Today Going

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"The fuck do you want?" Katsuki answers, mainly glaring at Izuku.

It wasn't that Katsuki didn't like him but just for the mere fact that whenever the green-haired, freckle-cheeked male was fired up about something – and would involve Ochako into whatever bullshit scheme he has cooking up, it never ended well. Especially for the blond who had to save both their asses.

It never fails.

Izuku naturally expected this type of response from him. But he also knows about Ochako's crush.

"It's not me this time!" he quickly replies with a chuckle, pointing at the shorter woman right next to him.

"Whatever the hell it is, I ain't falling for it!" he yells at the both of them this time. Can't a guy just have a normal shower for once? Katsuki can't remember the last time he wasn't bombarded with stupid plans right as he's gotten out of the shower.

He was about to ditch them so he could go to his room and put on actual clothes when he feels a hard slap to his bicep. Instantly he felt his weight grow lighter as Ochako grabs his wrist and makes him follow her to their small dining room table next to the kitchen.

Deeply sighing, Katsuki knows he won't be escaping anytime soon. Or at least not until he's hears whatever it is they're trying to sell him on. Tightly gripping the towel around his waist, he sits on the chair and feels Ochako release her quirk.

"For extra measure," he hears Izuku say right as he feels his arms being pulled behind the chair and his wrist being tied up with something. He'd later see that it was one of the curtain tiebacks from one of the living room's windows.

"Seriously? What the hell!" Katsuki yells, pulling his tied wrists as he makes his chair wobble.

"Will you relax and just listen, Kacchan?!" Izuku rolls his eyes, crossing his arms over his chest as he stands in front of him. He swears, sometimes the blond's temper made things more difficult than they need to be.

Katsuki wasn't one to go down quietly. A low growl rumbles in his throat as he narrows his eyes and keeps them on Izuku.

If anyone were to walk into the apartment right now, it'd look like a highly questionable scene.

"I want a blender" Ochako speaks up, diving straight into what this is about but it only earns her a confused look in return.

Katsuki switches his attention to her and raises an eyebrow, "ok so save up and get yourself one?" he questions, unsure how her wanting a blender adds up to tying him to a damn chair. If Ochako ever wanted something, he knows she'll buy it for herself with her own hard earn money.

"I want a tiered mochi cake"

"I want fancy cloth napkins and floral arrangements"

"I want to jump around the honeymoon suite's bed in a huge gorgeous dress"

"You're losing me here, 'Cheeks"

In that moment, Izuku feels like he's intruding on a special moment. Regardless of it being fake and asking for a favor, he doesn't feel right being there. He pretends he needs to call Shouto and excuses himself into Ochako's room to give them some privacy.

"Katsuki, say you love me?" she stares deeply into his fiery gaze with her own determined look.

Inwardly he groans, hating that she puts him on the spot like this. He knows that whenever she asks him for things in this way, she's asking him from the heart. Sure, there's times when she uses it lightly and in a playful manner. But right here, right now, he knows she's being serious.

"Hell no! You're being vague as shit" he tells her, honest and straight to the point.

Ochako knows he growing annoyed with her dancing around the main favor she's asking for. Nervously, she gets down on her knees and clasps both her hands in front of her face as she winces. "Will you fake marry me? Please?" she finally says it and looks up at him from her lower angle.

He was still dripping wet from his shower with disheveled semi-spiky hair. Over the years, Katsuki has lost count of how many times this girl has genuinely surprised him and has left him speechless. This was one of those cases.

"Untie me. Let me go get dressed and then you bet your ass, we're properly sitting down to talk about this. You're gonna explain yourself and then I'll give you an answer" he slowly tells her, suddenly feeling exhausted.

She silently agrees, nodding, and then shuffling on her knees behind him to undo Izuku's knot. She gets up when she sees him finally leave for his room and sits down on the chair he was just occupying. "Well here goes nothing" she whispers to herself as she patiently waits, texting Izuku that the coast was clear for him to come back outside.

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Title: Congratulations! Winner of the Billion Dreams Sweepstakes!

Reply: Thank you both TMB and Mr. Yagi! On behalf of my fiancé and I, we are so honored and blessed to have won this contest!

Ochako finally replies back to the message while feeling butterflies in her stomach.

After she explained everything to Katsuki, it took a while for him to finally stop laughing. He was amused by the fact that she was willing to 'hustle' a billionaire just to get 'fancy ass gifts' like a blender and a tiered mochi cake.

It didn't take long for her to hear back from one of Mr. Yagi's personal assistants as the message included an invite to personally meet the billionaire and have lunch at his esteemed estate.

The nerves and guilt were stewing in the back of her mind but she'd remind herself that this was a once in a lifetime opportunity. Katsuki didn't bring up the fact that they'd need to get a divorce sometime after. But she naturally assumes they will. Despite how much she wishes this was real.

At least he hasn't seen her cheesy post that landed them in this situation.

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The day finally arrives of the special lunch with Mr. Yagi.

Shouto had been kind enough to give Katsuki and Ochako a ride to the location. Izuku sent Ochako a text saying that he wished he could've seen the estate in person but he was caught up with other matters. That left his boyfriend to drop them off alone as Ochako had a short but pleasant conversation with Shouto while sitting next to him on the passenger side. That had left Katsuki to sit alone in the back and seethe, fighting temptation to sit behind the driver's side and kick the seat with his knees. For whatever reason, the blond and dual-tone male had a tendency of being snarky with each other.

Thanking Shouto for the ride, Ochako waves goodbye to him as he drives off. Smoothing over her dress with nervous fingers, she just hopes that what she's wearing is appropriate enough for meeting a billionaire.

"Will you chill the fuck out? You look fine" Katsuki grumbles at her side, growing tired of seeing her fumble with smoothing over every little wrinkle on her blue and white floral mini empire waist sundress. This wouldn't have been an issue if only she owned an iron. Which no doubt, she's going to add to her gift registry list. With her hair up in a clipped messy bun and her two long bangs framing her face, light makeup courtesy of Mina, and her white low-heel pumps – Ochako was a sight to see.

Her ensemble was simple and down right cute but there's no way in hell Katsuki would ever compliment her. He on the other hand, was wearing a matching light blue dress shirt tucked into black slacks with a black belt and casual dark brown leather shoes. He has never been a fan of buttoning his shirts all the way, itching to loosen things up but resisted the urge to until they were done.

"I knew I should've worn jewelry!" Ochako gasps, patting around her bare neck. The panic was beginning to rise within her until Katsuki gently grabbed her hand and weaved their fingers together.

"The whole point is to look dirt poor, ain't it?" he smirks as he raises their held hands, his lips linger on the top of her skin and presses a chaste kiss to the top of her hand. "C'mon, let's get this shit over with so we can start banking in on the goods"

"Katsuki!" Ochako yelps at the way he words it. Technically, she knows he's right but it still didn't sound right.

They walk up the steps to the front door, Katsuki taking the lead to ring the doorbell as they wait for a response. A few minutes later, the doors open up and a tall burly man with bulging muscles and wild sun-kissed blond hair opens up.

Ochako could see the faintest traces of wrinkles on the corners of the man's shimmering blue eyes showing his age but his body. His chiseled body had surprised her the most and she thought Katsuki had been sculpted by the gods themselves.

"Welcome! Welcome! You must be the future Mr. and Mrs. Bakugou!" the billionaire Mr. Yagi enthusiastically ushered the couple in.

Ochako's heart skips a beat at the thought of being 'Mrs. Bakugou,' the only Mrs. Bakugou she knows is Katsuki's mother Mitsuki. "Thank you for having us today, Mr. Yagi –" the brunette begins to politely say when she gets interrupted by the tall man.

"Please call me Toshinori or Toshi for short! Mr. Yagi was my father!" he jokes with a booming laugh as he leads them further into the mansion.

Ochako giggles to not be rude as Katsuki makes a face at how overly jovial this man is. It was just weird. Weren't billionaires supposed to be fake with huge egos, bragging on and on about how many starving children and charities they've donated to while charging more than both his and Ochako's yearly income on a single dinner plate?

He keeps his mouth shut while he glances over to Ochako who's just beaming and talking up a storm with the older male who offers them seats across from him at the patio table in his backyard. By now, they were sitting inside a gazebo on the outskirts of what appears to be a labyrinth. The gardens of the estate running for acres with an assortment of rose bushes and exotic flowers with, as Toshinori informs them on, a fountain centerpiece inside the core of the labyrinth's maze.

Toshinori doesn't waste anytime asking the couple on their love story, wanting to know each and every little detail about them so he could get a vision for their dream wedding. Katsuki wasn't ready to blab on about his own secret. Especially not to some stranger. Instead, he too was curious as to what Ochako would tell the eccentric man, seeing as she's the one who got them into this mess.

Ochako gulps as she takes a sip from her water before explaining to Toshinori that she and Katsuki are childhood best friends. For the most part, what she tells the man is the truth. They've known each other for years, having grown up in the countryside and as next door neighbors. They both dreamt of high-stakes hero work knowing their hometown wasn't built for that. So, it was no question that they'd move to Tokyo fresh out of high school. They had attended the prestigious Yuuei boarding school which gave them a head start into their desired professions. Then, this part was a half-truth and half-lie, Ochako tells him that at some point, they simply fell in love. Katsuki had proposed to her under an oak tree, during a meteor shower. Knowing how much she loves astronomy as they had been stargazing. That part gains a chuckle out of the quiet blond who wasn't surprised by her made-up story.

Toshinori awes and thanks them for allowing him to be able to do this for them. He wanted nothing more than to gift them their dream wedding and to provide them with everything they need. In return, the only thing he asks for is to be allowed to attend their ceremony.

"Oh! Of course!" Ochako assures him that he's invited.

Toshinori heartily chuckles as he sniffles a bit, getting a bit teary-eyed. He apologizes to Ochako for being a bit emotional but he just loves the concept of 'love.' This was the first time that he was going out of his way to do something as grand as this but he was thrilled to know that his contest's winners are a humble, young couple, madly in love.

Ochako nervously giggles as she takes another sip of water as to not choke while agreeing with him. Yup. They were a young couple, so madly in love. And the best part is, it's totally not one-sided.

"You've been quiet there as your young bride's been talking, my boy!" Toshinori comments as he puts all his attention on Katsuki.

The younger blond shrugs with a small smile tugging at his lips. "Got nothin' to really say. What makes Ochako happy is fine by me" and he means it. He was doing this for her but also because it'd give him a taste of a 'what-if' that has always been at the back of his mind.

Ochako means everything to him but he wasn't ready to confess that to her nor anyone else. The only people who knew are Eijirou and his own parents but they both lived back home. His own secret was safely guarded by distance alone.

"Happy wife, happy life?" Toshinori questions with a chuckle.

Katsuki shrugs again, this time with his own chuckle as he pulls Ochako's chair closer to him. "That's my motto" he jokes while raising his wine glass up for a toast.

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Toshinori gives the couple a detailed tour of his home, explaining the rich history of the generation's old estate. He then surprises them by saying that he would love it if they were to get married here. This takes Ochako by surprise at first as she gives Katsuki a look before profusely thanking the wealthy man for his generosity.

The burly man laughs it off as he honestly tells them that he's giving them the tour now so that they grow familiar with the layout of the mansion for later. He didn't want to dictate over every little detail of the wedding as it is theirs but he hoped to simply suggest a couple of things.

Ochako had absolutely no problem with that, even greatly welcoming any wedding ideas he might have. She wasn't very hard to please but there were a few things from her wedding dream board that are total must-have's. Her main, main concern was overlooking the food. Katsuki wasn't saying much so it was her job to show off her 'fiancé,' telling Toshinori that Katsuki has the flavor palette of a five-star chef. Everything he touches turns to gold but he was also a total daredevil when it came to adding spice to meals.

Katsuki rolled his eyes, biting his tongue back from calling her a baby. Instead he made a comment about, while he's well aware that he knows how to cook a pretty darn good meal, he won't be cooking for their wedding.

Ochako nearly spit-laughed at hearing him try to censor himself. Which Toshinori took as her laughing about her husband-to-be not wanting to be put in the kitchen. He couldn't have been more wrong on her focus.

"Of course you won't be cooking, my boy!" Toshinori tells the young couple that his celebrity chef friends are just a phone call away. They still needed to decide on wedding invites and then organize their guest list, pick out decorations and their outfits before picking cake flavors and the main courses.

"All I ask for is a tiered mochi cake. Whether it's a personal one just for me or our overall wedding cake" Ochako tells them with an absolute resolve. She wasn't going to budge on this. Katsuki just found it amusing that she was stuck on her mochi cake.

"Duly noted!" Toshinori boisterously laughs as he finally leads the young couple back outside into the acres of backyard space. They pass the gazebo where they had a nice lunch earlier and go straight for the entrance of the labyrinth. "I'll like to show you two the maze and see if it'd be a potential location to hold the main ceremony. Only if you two like it, of course" he tells them as he goes on to give them another history on the estate's gardens.

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They reach the core of the maze with Ochako gasping at how spacious it was. She seriously wasn't expecting such a large square footage in the center of a labyrinth with the biggest marble fountain she's ever seen. Toshinori proudly tells her that the fountain had been a gift from an old Italian monarch to one of his relative's long before his time.

Ochako tells him that it's beautiful as he goes on to explain the possible setup they could potentially have if they were to hold the wedding ceremony here. Just by talking about it, Ochako could already envision it as a small blush spread from her cheeks and over the bridge of her nose.

This doesn't go unnoticed by Katsuki but he also figures that it was a natural reaction.

Before they leave the rose scented maze, now it was Toshinori's turn to become flustered. Katsuki gives him a look again, keeping his thoughts to himself as the man confesses something embarrassing.

"I must be honest with you two, I just," Toshinori briefly pauses as he sniffles yet again, "I love that you're both so in love with each other and I'm feeling a bit shy like a schoolboy"

"The fu –" Katsuki's words get muffled when Ochako slaps her hand on his mouth and dramatically gasps for effect as she gushes, "that's so sweet of you, Toshi!"

"Would it be too much of me to ask you two to kiss for a picture?" Toshinori holds up his large phone. He wanted to remember this day and their first meeting, telling them that he loves to scrapbook as a hobby.

This causes Ochako to mentally stop functioning as Katsuki awkwardly coughs while tugging at the collar of his shirt. They've… never kissed before, or at least not as adults.

She's nineteen and he's twenty.

The last time they've kissed each other was probably for one Christmas as gullible kids. And it was only because Eijirou and Izuku had set up a mistletoe and told them it was an American tradition. The tradition being that, this was how they were guaranteed cake and fried chicken. Later on, they found out that, that wasn't even what the mistletoe was used for. A kiss sure, but not for cake and friend chicken.

"How… 'bout it, 'Cheeks?" Katsuki regained his composure faster than Ochako and was the first to ask. It was just one simple peck on the lips. They just had to hold it long enough for this billionaire weirdo to snap a pic and send them off on their merry way.

Ochako knew this too. It was no big deal even though deep down, she knew that even one simple kiss on the lips would ruin her. She'd want more.

'This is just for the picture. You're this close to getting that blender and mochi cake!' she mentally pep talks herself as she turns to face Katsuki.

"Of course! H-H-Happy to!" she struggles for a moment to say as she nervously closes her eyes and puckers up her lips.

Katsuki stares down at her ready stance and hesitates himself. Logically, it was a no-brainer, of course people would expect them to kiss. They had to really sell this if they wanted people to believe that they're truly in love. It's just one little kiss that probably doesn't mean anything to her. And eventually, if they're both lucky they'd forget it ever happened. But he knew, as soon as his lips touched hers – he'd want more.

He places his hands on her shoulders, thumbs rubbing soothing circles as he leans down. Hovering over her lips, he waits for the countdown of the picture. The countdown that would ultimately destroy him and force him to acknowledge his own truth.

Three…

Toshinori tinkers around with his camera app's settings.

Two…

Katsuki nervously twitches as he feels Ochako's own nerves eating her up.

One…

His lips softly press against hers right as he silences her surprised gasp. He tightly screws his eyes shut as he savors the moment feeling Ochako do the same. Both wanting to engrave this feeling into their very souls.

Toshinori calls out to them, letting them know that he took a couple of burst shots while thanking them for allowing him to. But they both don't hear him or realize that he was done taking pictures.

The extended moment of silence and the couple still kissing come to an end when Toshinori loudly awes at them. He was just so excited about getting to work with them and make all their dreams come true. He was simply a man who was in love with love itself.

Katsuki and Ochako separate, lost in a daze.

Ochako furiously blinks for a second as she gains the courage to tip-toe to reach his height. She pecks his lips one last time acting as it'd be their first and last. She knew the kisses were fake and just for show but this had been their first official kiss. It was special. At least to her.

Katsuki didn't register that she kissed him again until he sees her height in front of him shorten again. She leaves him to go talk to Toshinori as they both review the pictures together.

As she's talking to the billionaire, there's only one thought running through his mind.

He's in love with his best friend. Always has been.

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Done! To be continued.

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