Christmas Challenge | Day 2 - Mistletoe Kisses
Rating - Teen, for cursing and alcohol use

Bakugou was the absolute worst when it came to public displays of affection and he hated cheesy Christmas traditions. So mistletoe kisses? Fuck that. He'd shove snow down his pants or chug an entire carton of eggnog before he did something so ridiculous, especially in front of a group of people. It didn't matter if these people were his friends from High School, nor did it matter that he had been in love with his girlfriend for nearly a decade. Sensitive shit like that in public just wasn't going to fly with him, as he couldn't stand the thought of the 'oohs' and 'awwws' that would be sent their way.

It was stupid. But his opinion meant little to his lover, who loved Christmas. Literally everything about it made her all bubbly inside, from the cute traditions to the emotional time spent with family. She was all about it, and it literally drove him up the wall every year. The worst things were the parties. Her family, his family, friends, coworkers, and company parties all made him want to shove icicles into his eye sockets. Mingling had never been his thing, preferring either to be alone or just with his lover, watching stupid movies or even enjoying a meal just amongst themselves. This year, he had tried his best to convince her to just stay in, that it wasn't worth all the effort to take a train all the way to a different town just to see friends for maybe a few hours. Bribing her with a nice dinner or cuddling by the fireplace had failed, so here they were, walking from the train station to Deku's home.

He wanted to die.

"Utsuro, this fucking sucks. Last year the party was shit, why are we doing this?" Bakugou mumbled under his breath, his grumble of a voice barely audible behind the scarf he had covering half his face. Walking beside him with her arm hooked around his, Koge sighed, leaning her head back a bit in annoyance at this question. "Katsuki, you've asked me that a million times already. Just relax, it will be fine! I'm sure there will be alcohol, you can just get drunk and pretend you like everyone." She gave his arm a few gentle pats. "Besides, you always just sit on the couch and pout the entire time. That's not all that bad."

"Tch, you always just sit with me. You always say you like these things, but you turn into an awkward mess when you're surrounded by more than three people. Remember last year? How you spilt eggnog all over Kirishima and then called him a 'nog hog'. That wasn't funny." Bakugou narrowed his eyes at Koge as she giggled, finding her humor to be down right terrible. "It was funny, he laughed!"

"Yeah, because your both morons."

Koge shook her head before resting it against his shoulder. "Don't be so mean. It will be fine." Bakugou grumbled a bit as he glared at the brightly decorated house down the street, able to already hear laughter from some people standing out on the back deck. "It's going to be even worse because you're pregnant…" With a soft hum, Koge placed her free hand on her swollen stomach, sitting at just over seven months. "Oh yeah. They'll have questions about that, about the new house, about when you're going to ask me to marry you, about how work is going, your new haircut-" A squeak escaped her lips as Bakugou suddenly reached around, clasping a gloved hand over her mouth. "Utsuro, if you don't stop, we are going to turn around and I will carry you home by force if I have to."

Koge smiled against his palm, giggling as he squished her cheeks together. "You wouldn't! I'd be so sad." Bakugou released her, shoving his hand back into his jacket pocket. "You really don't think I would, Utsuro? Your ass would be back in that train in five seconds if I had the choice." Koge shook her head, placing a kiss on his shoulder. "You wouldn't. Because you love me."

"We'll see how much I love you after this."

"You say that every year! Come on, suck it up, tough guy."

Bakugou didn't have time to retort as they approached the front door of the home, where Koge rang the doorbell before Bakugou could even consider attempting to flee one last time. Within moments, the door opened, and the couple was met with Midoriya's bright smile. "Kacchan! Naegi! I didn't think you would be coming!" Koge smiled, always finding Midoriya to be such a ray of sunshine, even if it could be a bit overwhelming at times. "It's still Koge, Izuku. After all these years you still forget? And I thought you were supposed to text him that we were coming." Koge eyed Bakugou suspiciously, who was glowering at Midoriya like he was an annoying bug. "Oops. Guess I forgot. On purpose."

Midoriya chuckled, rubbing the back of his neck. "Ah, sorry, Koge! And it's fine, everyone is expecting you! Come in!" He moved out of the way to allow the couple inside, though as Koge took a step to enter, she was abruptly stopped by the immovable force that was her lover. Looking back at him, she saw that his glare had moved to the top of the door, locked on a strand of mistletoe that hung from the door-frame.

"Katsuki, what's the matter? It's just mistletoe. Give me a peck on the lips, it's fine." Koge unhooked their arms, giving him a small tug forward, to which he still didn't move. Snarling at the innocent plant, Bakugou made his way inside, dodging going directly under it by scooting along the side of the door, as if passing under it would curse him. "Fuck that." Koge rolled her eyes, following after him. "Katsuki, honestly, it's just a cute tradition! I like your ugly sweater by the way, Izuku, the throwback to All Might is amazing." Midoriya instantly flushed at the compliment, shutting the front door. "A-ah, well, it's nothing really! Thank you!" Koge smiled, focusing on removing her outerwear, placing them with Bakugou's as he did the same.

Though, the instant he removed his beanie, there was a gasp from inside the house. "Waah, Bakugou, you cut your hair?!" Kaminari yelled from across the house, having been standing in the kitchen with a few other people, crowded around the snack bar. Bakugou instantly snapped, glaring across the room at him. "Shut up! All I did was get a bit of an undercut, it's not even that big of a difference!" Koge giggled, rubbing his back as she passed him to go further into the house. "Come on, take a couple of shots and relax-"

"Ahh! Koge, you're huge!" Ashido bounced over, eyes bright with amazement. As the women crowded around her, Koge froze, laughing nervously. "A-ah, yes, a baby. I have one of those." Bakugou scoffed as he left her to her doom, heading towards the alcohol bar.

"You asked for this, Utsuro. Enjoy your punishment."

As the hours passed, the two were eventually spared from the mundane questions. Bakugou, just like most of the others, had gotten tipsy and was enjoying himself more than he would ever admit. Completely sober, Koge enjoyed the show, watching as he had quite the enthusiastic conversation with Kirishima and Sero. She wasn't sure what it was about, though she had a feeling it had something to do with his haircut experience, as he kept pointing to the top of his head. Feeling a bit starved for his attention, Koge stood and went over to the group, placing her hand gently on her lovers back.

Continuing the conversation, Bakugou let his arm rest around her, now using his other hand to talk with even as it held a glass of whatever he was drinking. "You'd think that they would train people to cut different types of hair. I mean, for fucks sake, all I wanted was a bit of a shorter shave and it took three people to figure it out!" Kirishima chuckled. "That's why I'm glad my hair isn't naturally spiked like yours. It's way easier to deal with." Sero nodded in agreement, looking down at Koge. "Yours must be hard, too. With the way your hair has those… funky flippy bits on the side."

Koge nodded, reaching up to fix her hair a bit. "Yeah, kind of. I've never had someone call them flippy bits, I like it. Though I'm thinking about cutting it off to above my shoulders." She looked up at Bakugou, who was glowering down at her. She raised an eyebrow at him, reaching up to pinch his cheek gently. "What are you looking at me like that for?"

"I like your hair the way it is. It's soft."

Koge couldn't help but to giggle, hugging him the best she could with her swollen belly. "Aw, you're so cute. I mean, I know you're drunk and you get mushy when you're drunk, but I still love it." Bakugou scoffed, finishing off what was in his glass before he sat it down on the counter beside him. "Oh shut up. Don't embarrass me infront of people." Kirishima chuckled, reaching over and picking up a hidden object on the other side of the counter, which he had planned with Kaminari as a prank. "I think you're doing that all on your own, man."

Before Bakugou could snap at him, he was smacked in the face by a green blob, which made Koge bust out into giggles. Kirishima gasped, holding the stick in his hands up higher. "Oh my bad man, the string was longer than I thought!" Bakugou snatched onto the item hanging above his head, glaring at it. "What the fuck is this?!"

Koge kept her arms around him, trapping him in place. "It's mistletoe!" Bakugou let the plant go, pulling his hand away like it was going to break him out in welts. "Fuck that! Get it away from me!" He tried to shuffle away, but it followed him, on a string controlled by the grinning Kirishima. "You always avoid it like it's the plague! Koge told me about how much you hate it. Come on, stop being scared of it!" Bakugou reached up to smack it away again, though it was pulled from his reach at the last minute. "I'm not scared of it! I just hate it! It's a stupid tradition! I can kiss her all I want in private, I don't have to kiss her in front of everyone just because of a fucking plant!"

"It's okay, Kacchan. We all know you're just a big embarrassed softie anyways and this whole persona is just an act to look tough." Midoriya called from the living room, sly grin on his face, brave enough to pick on his friend a bit more when alcohol was involved.

"Yeah Bakugou, a real tough guy wouldn't be embarrassed about kissing their girl in front of everyone!"

"Do it! Do it!"

Koge couldn't help but to laugh as Bakugou hid his face in her hair, able to feel him trembling in what was either embarrassment or anger. Rubbing his back gently, she tilted her head up, nuzzling her nose against his. "You might as well, Katsuki-" A squeak escaped her as Bakugou suddenly crashed his lips into hers, sending fire to her cheeks as the room nearly erupted in cheers and whistles. In all their time together, not once had Bakugou ever kissed her in front of anyone besides Kirishima, and it was much more embarrassing than Koge had originally thought. It was a sloppy kiss that was void of any direction, but it still had a ton of importance to the couple.

For one, it meant that Koge had won this battle and would never let him live it down.

Two, it finally broke this barrier of embarrassment that kept Bakugou from being sentimental in front of their friends, even if he was drunk.

And three, no matter how much Bakugou hated the tradition, the beaming smile on Koge's face when he pulled away was worth every second of embarrassment he had to suffer through. "You're lucky I love you so fucking much, Utsuro."

"That's right Katsuki, I am the lucky one. Because you love me. Even if you won't kiss me under the mistletoe."