"I'll get the dress for you, but I'll have to do some measurements, first."
A pencil and notebook with 'Princess Katsuki' scrawled across the front appeared by the man's side.
"So I'll need you to take your clothes off."
Katsuki blinked.
"You want me to take off my clothes?"
Deku gave a sheepish smile and shrugged a shoulder; Those fangs Katsuki liked poking at his lip. "Only for a bit! I-I'll try not to touch you too much if that's the problem! I wouldn't want Kacchan to be uncomfortable! Not at all!"
Katsuki shook his head. "I'm not un-come-fort-a-bowl. Just a little confused 's all. But okay."
Izuku sat back on his haunches, watching the blonde pull off his shirt and shorts. His hands stopped at the waistband of his underwear. Katsuki's wide eyes darted up at the man, unsure.
"These, too?", he asked, his voice meek.
"Not if you don't want to." Izuku's large hands settled on the boy's hips, pulling him to step a bit closer. "Although, I've already seen you naked, if you haven't forgotten. Just a while ago, in fact.", he giggled.
Katsuki pouted, his face pink and arms crossed. "That's different! It was a bath, of course I was gonna be naked!"
Izuku laughed again and ruffled the boy's hair with bright eyes.
"Yes, yes, of course Kacchan, I know."
The man pulled a roll of measuring tape from his pocket. "This'll only take minute..."
Katsuki stood, silent as Deku observed his body. He had put his gloves back on, so his hands were chilly. The boy could hear him murmuring as the tape moved, pencil scrawling as quickly as he spoke.
"So, tell me Kacchan," Izuku started, raising Katsuki's chin. His hands kept grazing the boy's skin and the pencil never stopped its movement. "All Might; Why do you like him so much? He's not any special."
Katsuki's eyes gleamed in pure, utter excitement. "He's so cool! His quirk is super strong and no one could beat him!" The blond started bouncing on his toes. "He always saves everyone and there's a video of him saving, like, 20 people at once! It's amazing, Deku!"
Izuku huffed through his nose, a pout on his lips and his eyebrows pinched. His hands squeezed at Katsuki's wrist tightly, causing him to wince, but only for a split second.
The blonde shuffled a bit at Izuku's silence, before continuing quietly.
"He's my favorite hero- but not my favorite person anymore." Katsuki looked at the kneeling man through his eyelashes, a blush across his nose and cheeks. "You are, Deku."
The man was silent. The sound of the pencil scratching had stopped, as his hands had also did.
A strange, high-pitched sound left Deku's throat. The gloved hands left Katsuki's body, and he caught a glimpse of Izuku's scrunched nose and the crinkled corners of his eyes before his hands covered his face.
"Awww Kacchaaannn~ You're so adorable!"
Izuku removed his hands, and he looked down at Katsuki, a glossy red sheen over his watery eyes. His bottom lip wobbled and mouth tightened. Then, he smiled widely.
"Oh, I love you so much Kacchan! More than anything in this world!" Deku reached out to pinch Katsuki's cheeks, placing pecks and gentle nips on the boy's face. Katsuki giggled at the man's coos and rubbed their noses together.
"I love you too, Deku! More than All Might! More than anyone!"
Tired.
That was all he felt.
That's all he'd felt for centuries.
His fangs itched.
His lower body ached.
His arms tingled, from mental scars becoming physical.
Izuku's hand slipped down Kacchan's body, resting between his thigh and bottom. They were back on the couch and Kacchan was asleep in his arms, his head on his chest.
He thought it'd stop- the tiredness, the aching -once he'd seen him again. But it hadn't. Maybe he wasn't doing something right. He couldn't feel the pain anymore, the pain of the wrong things he'd done right. The numbing pain to get them back.
His snowflake, his cookie, his cupcake, his sugar cube, his dragon, his baby, his reason for living. The one he loved most.
His princess, his darling, his sweetheart, his heart, his owner and owned, his savior. The love of his life.
"You better keep an eye on him, Izuku. Or else I'll steal him from right under your nose."
His eyes snapped open. When had they closed? He couldn't sleep. Not yet, not ever. Never again. No matter how much his head pounded, no matter how heavy his eyelids felt. Not until he was gone. He'd sleep when he was dead.
He could feel himself trembling. When was the last time he'd been so afraid? He'd only felt like this because of Kacchan and &0$3+¡!'√£. Not during the wars, when he lost his comrades. Not when he lost her. Not even when the meteor struck Earth, so many years ago.
His hand trailed back up Katsuki's body, going no further than his back. No matter how much he missed him, no matter how much he wanted him, that was a line he'd never cross with a child. No matter who. Not until he was of age in his world. But that wasn't for a while now.
He'd wait for as long as it took.
He'd wait for as long as the rest of his forever was.
"No matter where we go," he whispered, kissing Katsuki's forehead, "No matter what happens. Wherever we go, we'll always be together."
"We'll ever be apart again. I won't let him separate us. None of us. I'll do whatever it takes."