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It's a long day at the bar, Bakugou is exhausted from the countless women drunk out of their mind and begging for his number. It's around 2am when Bakugou finally gets a break. He's working a double shift on one of their busiest nights, because of course he is, and he's currently in the back chugging yet another redbull to make it through the night. He waves at Denki as he walks through. Despite being the worst bartender to work with, he still calls him a friend.
“Heyyyy Bakubro… you should totally take over for me,” Denki says with a sheepish smile.
“God I fucking hate you,” Bakugou says with no real bite attached to it, “Go fuck your boyfriend or whatever I guess,” He agrees, throwing his empty can at Denki. Denki somehow manages to catch it before it hits him in the face.
Bakugou walks back to the bar and begins serving once more, throwing on his work persona, “Hello ladies, what can I get you today?”
The girls giggled, “Let's do a vodka cranberry and a jack and coke. And maybe we can get your number too?”
Bakugou internally sighs before saying, “I'm sorry ladies, but my boss would kill me. But, after my shift I'm all yours. Let me go grab those drinks,” He winks before turning and making their drinks and helping them open a tab. They end up getting so drunk Bakugou has to call an uber for them and he thankfully didn't have any sit down customers for a while. At 2am, a green haired male, seemingly around Bakugou's age, sits down at the bar. While drying off a glass Bakugou walks over with his head down and asks, “What can I get started for you today…” As he looks up he nearly drops his glass.
The green haired male is looking at the menu puzzled, “I'm, uh, not really sure, I don't usually drink and when I do it's shit.”
“Well what are you into? Do you like fruity drinks, more rough flavors, shots?”
“Uhm,” He trails off for a moment before resuming, “I guess I like fruit? But I don't know…”
“How about I surprise you, hmm? Try out a few things? Sound good Mr…?”
“Izuku, Midoriya Izuku. And yes that sounds wonderful,” Izuku sighs, thankful that he doesn't need to try and figure out a drink.
Bakugou smiles, and walks away to make him his drink. After a few minutes he comes back with a dark cocktail, “This is a blood and sand, Midoriya, it's a cherry and scotch drink. My personal favorite,” Bakugou throws the towel he was holding over his shoulder and leans on the counter, pushing the drink forward.
Izuku looks at the drink for a second before placing it against his lips and taking a soft sip. His eyes light up, “This is delicious! Uhm-”
“Katsuki Bakugou, but you can call me whatever.”
“Thank you, Bakugou! You're really good at this.”
“Well I hope so, I've been bartending here for 4 years, pretty boy,” Izuku blushes at the pet name, and places his card on the table. They end up talking more than Bakugou usually does with customers while Izuku tries more drinks. Izuku has a surprisingly high alcohol tolerance and Bakugou has a surprisingly good end of his shift. Izuku ends up leaving right around closing time, thanking Bakugou for the drinks and on top of his bill, giving him a 100$ tip.
When Bakugou gets home that night, - well, morning - he immediately calls his best friend, Kirishima.
“Hey bro! How was work!”
“Shit, up until the last half. This nerd came in not knowing any drinks, threw back 10 and walked out perfectly fine, and was hot as fuck, left a hundred dollar tip too.”
“Hold on, bro, you thought someone was hot? This is a MIRACLE!! Tell me more!”
“You're insufferable. His name is Izuku Midoriya, he has curly green hair, so many tattoos, the same on piercings, and his eyes-” Bakugou paused, smirking when he recalled Izuku's appearance. Usually he's mean and angry but when he had his work persona on it felt genuine unlike all the other times. Eventually, he gets off the phone and gets ready for bed. He has the next day off and a piercing appointment at 4pm. Once he gets ready he passes out almost instantly. The next day when he wakes up, it's 2pm; he sees a few texts and he mostly ignores them, then gets ready for the day before making breakfast? Lunch? Whatever. A meal. Yeah, a meal. It's around 3:30pm when he starts actually getting ready for his appointment and he dresses in his signature all black outfit, sporting a black muscle tee loosely tucked into black mom jeans with a belt that has a chain attachment. He puts on basic eyeliner, and heads out. The shop isn't too far, so he walks and when he gets in, he's handed a form to fill out.
How many piercings have you gotten? (Put 0 if none) 16
Have you been to this studio before? no
Do you have any allergies, especially to metals or certain materials? no
Are you currently taking any medications? yes, Zoloft, Lyrica
Do you have any chronic health conditions or recent surgeries? no
Have you had any recent illnesses or infections? no
Once he filled out the form and got his ID back, he sat and waited for the piercer to pull him out. He was on his phone for most of the waiting time. During work he takes out all of his piercings and puts in clear plugs since you can't see it in the dark. He currently has an eyebrow piercing on his left side, his septum, basic lobe piercings, double and triple lobe on both sides, double helix on his left, daith on his left, an industrial on his right, and a helix and tragus also on his right. Then he has nipple piercings and a belly button piercing as well. Those last 2 he obviously can keep in, same with his septum, but the rest he has to take out. Today, he's getting his snakes and tongue piercing and the piercer by the name “Deku” seems to be the best in town.
Bakugou hears a loud gasp as his name is being said, “Baku- *gasp* *cough* sorry, uhm, Bakugou Katsuki… meet me in my room,” As Bakugou looks up he sees a familiar shade of green as he follows him to the piercing room.
“Hey pretty boy, didn't know you were a piercer, guess those tats and jewels make sense now,” Izuku puts on a mask but you can see he's flushed.
“I didn't take you as someone so decked out in piercings. No tats tho?”
“Oh no, I have multiple, but they're all covered by clothing for work. I just got told I'm taking over as owner though, so I'm planning on getting a sleeve here pretty soon.”
“O-oh…” Izuku mutters out, averting his eyes and setting up his station, “So you're getting a tongue and snakes right?”
“Yes.”
“Okay cool, I'll need to check and mark a placement for both, would you like to start with snakes and then do tongue?”
“Sweetheart that's up to you,” Bakugou says with a smile, not realizing he's letting pet name after pet name fall off of his tongue.
Izuku blushes but grabs his pen, he cleans off the area before taking his pen and marking where the snakes should go, grabbing Bakugou's chin softly and lifting it for better access. When he's done, he hands a mirror to Bakugou, and once he gets approval, he grabs the items for the tongue piercing.
“Okay, I'm gonna need you to stick out your tongue and relax,” Bakugou lets his tongue fall out of his mouth with a slight smirk as Izuku blushes. Izuku grabs his chin and lifts it up before he dries off and cleans Bakugou's tongue before marking it. He adjusted 2 times until it was to Bakugous liking, and then he grabbed his clamps. He once again adjusted Bakugou's face before placing the clamp on his tongue and grabbing the needle.
“Alright, breathe in for me, and out,” As Bakugou breathes out, Izuku slides the needle through before putting the jewelry in place. Immediately after, Izuku hands him a cup of salt water to gargle in his mouth before re confirming the snake placements and doing the same routine on them as well. When all the jewelry is in and clean, Bakugou stands up to look in the mirror.
“It looks perfect, thank you Izuku,” Bakugou says before running his hand through his hair showing off more piercings that Izuku hadn't seen before.
“I'll go pay at the front, but hey, you should uh, stop by again sometime, have a few combos i want you to try.”
“I'll think about it.”
“I'll see you soon, Pretty boy,” Bakugou says before leaving to pay. He makes it back home and lays on his bed trying to imagine what happened at the parlor again. He imagines the feel of Izuku's hands lifting his chin and wonders what his lips feel like. He rolls over and groans before calling Kirishima to debrief.
A week goes by and Katsuki is ready to blow Denki Kaminari up. He gets stuck picking up more than 1 shift this week for Denki, and the only moderately good part about it is the fact that maybe, just maybe, he might see Izuku. Friday rolls around and Izuku never showed again, so on Saturday when his check got deposited, he decides to stop pouting about it and finally make that tattoo appointment. He throws on his black tank top and ripped black jeans before grabbing his boots and jacket. He runs a hand through his hair and locks his house before walking down to the parlor.
When he walks in, the shop owner, Shinso, asks what he wants to get done.
“Long time no see Kat, whatcha getting today, new piercing?”
“Hey Hito, nah im finally getting that sleeve, lets see that book of yours.”
“Damn, did your boss finally get some common sense and promote you? ‘Bout time. Take a look, we got a lot of new artists,” Shinsou slides the book over to Bakugou before grabbing out a redbull for himself. As Bakugou looks over the different artist pages he sees one he absolutely loves.
“This one. I want this one,” He says, tapping the page.
“Oh damn, you got nice taste, it's our new guy, who just moved to town last month. Hot as fuck too, you'd look nice with each other.”
“Haha, very funny dickwad. Speaking of, how's it with Spark plug? His bitch ass keeps pushing his shifts onto me to go and fuck you so.”
“Good, not the point though, looks like the artist is open for a consultation in 5 minutes so sit down till he calls you.”
“Ugh whatever, wanna come over next week? Kiri and Soy Sauce Face want a movie night. Mina and your man are coming too. “
“Of course, I'll ask Denks when it is. I'll grab some snacks too.”
After waiting on his phone, scrolling through Twitter, Shinsou signals him to go to the back office. When he walks in and sees that green tuft of hair, he huffs out in amusement.
“So you’re a tattoo artist as well huh?” He says, startling Izuku.
“Oh- uhm, hi Bakugou. Y- yeah I am, are you finally getting that sleeve?”
“Yeah, and apparently you're the artist with the damn good artwork. How should we do this consultation?”
“Just sit down and give me some basic details so I can work up a sketch. Where are you wanting it?”
Bakugou sits down and holds out his left arm, “I want it from my wrist all the way up to my shoulder. And I want snakes that curve around and peek over my shoulder,” Izuku immediately starts sketching.
“What kind of snakes do you want?”
“... Writhing snakes, but I want the ink to be black, not green,” Izuku pauses and looks up for a moment before going back to drawing.
“Okay, I'll work up a better drawing and send it to you in a few days, and other details?”
“Yeah, can you add some cool ass cherry blossoms in there?”
“Yeah, I can….. Okay, so! I can book you in forrr Thursday if that works for you? We can do shop open to close and take 2 days if needed. If you can sit through it, though I could probably knock you out in 8 or 9 hours + lunch break so, 10 hours which would be 8am to 6pm which would be probably before your shift if you work thursday and if not I can have you come back that weekend-” Izuku mumbles on and on and Bakugou smiles and cuts him off.
“Thursday works. Thanks, Deku.”
“I'll contact you using the info on the sheet, bye Kaachan,” Izuku smiles, feigning innocence as Bakugou trips over his feet before walking to the front desk.
“Soooooo, how'd it go?”
“Ugh Hito, stop trying to set me up with your artists…”
“Oh come on, you do realize Denki tells me EVERYTHING, right? And Kiri talks to me too.”
“Oh fuck you Hito, is that why you didnt tell me? Bitch,” Bakugou crosses his arms and glares.
“Just wanted to see your reaction. Oh well, enjoy~ I'll see you next week Kat.”
“See ya Hito,” Bakugou waves and walks out of the shop. He calls Kirishima to rant on his walk home before getting a text from an unknown number.
Unknown
Its Izuku, this is my number, i'll send you some
Drafts when i get them ready, just tell me what you
Want me to change! :)
He smirks at his phone before responding.
Me
Sounds good, pretty boy.
Bakugou puts his phone down and gets up to make some food. He decides on katsudon, and while he's waiting for it to cook turns on some shitty baking show in the back (he refuses to admit he enjoys it). After he plates his food and tosses the dishes in the dishwasher, he hears his phone ping.
Pretty boy
So you know Shinsou, right? I noticed you
Talking to him.
Me
Yeah, I've known him since we were teens.
Pain in my ass, that one.
Me
Why, Jealous?
Pretty boy
Me? Jealous? Sure.
Pretty boy
Okay so for the tattoo i'm thinking maybe some white eyes
and maybe a moon on the forehead? Just an idea but it
looks sick as fuck
Me
That does sound sick as fuck. Draft it up.
They continue texting as Bakugou drowns out season 4 of his show. (He will have to rewind it next time). Eventually when the texts come to a stop, he falls asleep with a smile.
Thursday rolls around, and Bakugou throws on the best outfit he can muster before grabbing his headphones and snacks. He grabs 2 bento boxes he made the night prior and packs those as well before walking to the shop.
“Hey Hito, check me in, please for the love of god do not make me fill out that heinous form again,” Katsuki says, slinging his bag into a chair.
“Good morning to you too, Katsuki. Nah you're good, Izuku is setting up for you I'm sure he will come grab you,” Hitoshi says, typing on his computer.
“I grabbed this from Zawa’s shop for you,” Katsuki says, sliding over a coffee. Hitoshi thanks him before Katsuki takes a seat and scrolls on his phone. Izuku eventually emerges from his studio and calls Katsuki in.
“Hi Kaachan! Okay so I'm gonna put the stencil on you and you tell me if we need to make adjustments!” Izuku says as Katsuki sits on the bed. Once the stencil is applied and Katsuki verifies the placement, Izuku instructs him to lay on the bed. He applies numbing cream before beginning. Katsuki scrolls on his phone with his headphones in as Izuku works. He gets the linework done pretty quickly, it takes about an hour and a half, then he starts having full conversations with Katsuki as he begins the filling.
“How do you like working as a bartender?”
“Eh, it's okay, I mostly like the money. It’s weird having to flirt with people though. The girls are really pushy after a few drinks so most of the time I have to cut them off, but they leave big tips. Most of them give me their numbers and I toss it immediately.”
“Do you not get flirted with a lot? That's uh- shocking. But yeah no that happens here a lot too. The tips are great though.”
“Yeah I bet. Why did you become an artist?”
“I liked drawing, and I was just drawn to it honestly. Why did you become a bartender?”
“Originally, I wanted to be a chef or a florist. Shut up, I know. But I found out I was a really good bartender when I was picking up jobs in my early 20’s, so now it's my career.”
“That's really cool, my friend Shoto owns the flower shop down the street!”
“I used to go to school with him too, he's also a pain in my ass.”
Izuku giggles at the response. They continue talking and by now it's 12, they are halfway through and they take a break for lunch. He cleans and wraps the bottom half of Katsuki’s arm before looking in his fridge.
“Fuck, I forgot my lunch.”
“Don't worry, I brought you some.” Katsuki says, pulling drinks, snacks, and the 2 bento boxes out of his bag.
“You didn't have to-”
“I wanted to. It's Katsudon. Hope you like it, give me a second, I gotta give this to Hito,” Katsuki says, handing the Bento to Izuku and grabbing a redbull and a bag of Trolli sour gummy worms to give to Hitoshi.
“Hey Kats, how's it going?” Hitoshi asks with a smirk.
“Haha, very funny, it's fine, thank you very much. We’re halfway through, I might sleep for the rest of it, not gonna lie.”
“Ugh no, I meant between you and Mr Freckle Face.”
“Jesus Hitoshi, it's fine. stop setting me up with your artists,” Katsuki looks around him and leans to whisper, ”I think it's going well. We've been talking for the past 3 hours.”
Hitoshi smiles before sending him back to the room and thanking him for the snacks.
“This is so good, thank you Kaachan!” Izuku says while eating the food.
“I'm an artist, what can I say?” Katsuki sits down and opens his food, beginning to eat it.
“You should consider cooking on the side this is actually delicious.”
“Eh, maybe, I usually just cook for my friends and family.”
“Oh, so we're friends?” Izuku says with a smug smile. Katsuki blushes.
“No, I actually hate you, and never wanna see you again you know?”
“Ugh you're insufferable,” A beat of silence falls over them before Izuku speaks up, “So are you dating anyone? Any lucky girl in your life?” Izuku says, taking another bite as Katsuki barks out a laugh.
“Sorry, sorry, you looked at me and thought I was straight? That's just hilarious. But to answer your question, no. Why do you wanna know? Trying to get in my pants, pretty boy?” Izuku chokes on his food, waving his hands in front of his face.
“No that's not! Ugh, I hate you Kaachan.” Izuku says with no real malice before continuing his meal. A minute goes by before either of them say something.
“I uh, I haven't dated in about 8 years.” Katsuki says to a giggling Izuku.
“That funny or something Deku?”
“No, no- I-” Izuku coughs, “Sorry, no, it's just, really? YOU haven't dated anyone in that long?”
“It's not because people didn't ask me out, I just don't find them to be my type.”
“Oh? And what is your type?” Katsuki laughs before responding.
“Hmm lets see, Red straight hair, NO freckles, ugly smiles, hideous laughs, absolutely no piercings and tattoos, hates katsudon, works at a coffee shop, oh! And they absolutely can not draw for shit,” Katsuki continues his laughing fit.
“Har har very funny Kaachan. You know that's literally the opposite of me, right?”
“Oh? Is it now? Wow that's odd, were you hoping I'd say you?” Katsuki says with a sly smile as Izuku turns red.
“No. Not at all.” Izuku averts his eyes.
“Oh whatever. Anyways, how about you? Any lucky lady?”
“You know for 2 gay men we sound really homophobic assuming we're straight.”
“Oh! So a lucky man?” Katsuki smiles and leans closer to Izuku.
“Nah, I haven't found anyone to my liking in the last 5 years so I'm flying solo, or whatever the term is.”
Katsuki smirks, “Oh so I'm not attractive?”
“That's not! UGH Katsuki I swear to god. Finish your fucking food.”
Katsuki laughs as they finish their food and clean the station before Izuku continues. Katsuki ends up taking a nap for most of the last half, and wakes up right before Izuku finishes. He needs to take his shirt off and when he does, Izuku has to buffer for a minute.
“Like what you see, pretty boy?” Katsuki says and in retaliation Izuku shoves his shoulder.
“You really have more piercings than you lead me to believe what the fuck?!” Izuku says.
“Why do you wanna know huh? Kinda flirty if you ask me,” Katsuki says with a chuckle at the blush spreading on Izuku’s cheeks.
“Shut up. Now lay back down on your side so I can get the back,” Katsuki complies before pulling out his phone.
“Care if I blast some music?”
“Not at all, I listen to pretty much everything, so,” Izuku shrugs and continues tattooing him as music comes through Katsuki’s phone. When Izuku finishes the back, he instructs Katsuki to sit up. A new song comes on and Katsuki begins to sing the lyrics.
“Im a man dont spin me a lie, got toes and I can smile, I’m crooked but upright,” Katsuki hums as Toes by Glass Animals plays from his speaker
“To the left now boy, underneath the moon, by the thick tan sand,” Izuku hums the next part, much to Katsukis shock.
“You listen to Glass animals?”
“Duh.”
Katsuki leaves it at that before humming the song once again.
“Hey… Katsuki?” Izuku mutters from behind his shoulder.
“Hmm?”
“Why, if you don't mind me asking, did you go for the medusa snakes for the tattoo? I- I mean it's just generally people go for anacondas, or- or even cobras, but they never go for writhing snakes,” Izuku paused the tattoo as Katsuki stayed silent.
“Sorry that was invasive-” Katsuki cuts Izuku off.
“No no, it's okay. My uh, my last boyfriend is the reason. Since I got out of that relationship I've wanted this, to prove my body is mine again. It's been 8 years and I'm finally able to get it tattooed so… yeah.”
Izuku sets his instrument down before pulling his shirt up above his hips to show off a v line tattoo of writhing snakes, “I get that, got this bad boy when I was 22. I think it suits you, the snake sleeve, I mean,” Izuku pulls his shirt back down and dons a new pair of gloves before continuing. They sit in comfortable silence as music continues to fill the room.
The tattoo is complete by 6pm, closing time. Katsuki looks at it in the mirror before thanking Izuku and letting him wrap it up. He gives Katsuki a pamphlet on how to care for it and sends him up to Hitoshis desk.
“Damn, it look sick as fuck Kats,” Hitoshi hums while ringing him up.
“Yeah I'm just glad we got it knocked out today, I'm gonna probably go home and knock out. What's my total?”
“It comes to $3,500,” Katsuki pays for the tattoo, leaving a 1,000 dollar tip. He thanks Hitoshi and walks home. He gets back and facetimes Kirishima, showing him the tattoo.
“Dude, they did so good!!!” Ejirou says with a big smile.
“Yeah, Izu did a damn good job.”
“WAIT, LIKE- like Izu Izu? Like the dude you think is hot?!?!”
“Yes Eijirou, him. He's a tattoo artist and piercer.”
“Did you hit on him?”
“Eijirou, I don't have time for this. And yes, I did, we've been texting the past few days.”
Eijirou congratulates him as they continue talking. Katsuki grabbed food out of his fridge as they talked and after they ended the call he crawled into bed. He pulls out his phone to respond to Izuku's prior messages and after getting a response decides to flirt a little bit.
Me
You know, you'd look good in a suit.
Pretty boy <3
Would I now?
Me
Yeah, yk you should wear one the next
time you come to my bar.
Pretty boy <3
Maybe I will.
He set his phone on the charger and went to sleep after that. The next day, he wakes up at around 2pm and changes the dressing on his tattoo. He makes food and watches his cooking show before getting ready for work.
Today was his first day as owner so he leaves his piercings in. He's working a shorter shift today, from 4pm to 10pm, but he doesn't mind much. It’s less busy in the earlier hours of the shift, but as 7pm rolls around everyone’s filling into the bar and dancing. Katsuki is moving quickly, filling orders and flirting with the random girls who once again beg for his number. Once he’s finally got a moment to breathe, he sees Izuku walk in. He’s wearing a white suit with gold accents and Katsuki smirks before making a strawberry daiquiri. He sets it on a napkin as Izuku sits on the barstool at the far end of the bar. When Katsuki turns, Izuku is staring at him with his head resting on a propped fist. Katsuki strolls over with the drink before setting it down and pushing it towards Izuku.
“This one’s on me, baby,” Katsuki says with a wink before turning on his heel and walking away. More girls file into the bar and Izuku sips on his drink while watching Katsuki work.
“Oh, I love that tattoo, it's so cool! I like my men strong. Can I get your number?” One of the girls says as Katsuki hands them his drink.
“Sorry ladies, my boss would kill me,” He says before walking away as the girls continue talking about him. Izuku’s mood sours before Katsuki walks over to him.
“Enjoying the view sweetheart?” Katsuki says, breaking Izuku out of his trance.
“Yeah it's uh, it's good.” Katsuki starts pouring a new drink for him before scribbling on a napkin, “Have you eaten” and handing the drink to Izuku.
“I see your piercings are in,” Izuku observes with a smirk.
“Yup, I'm officially the boss so, you know. I'll be back. I gotta deal with these girls real quick.”
“Alrighty ladies, are we closing this tab?” Katsuki says as he looks at his ipad pulling up their receipt. One of the girls leans over the counter and touches his arm.
“Yes sir we are. Mind if I take you on a date sometime?” The girl says as Katsuki passes the Ipad over.
“Im stuck at work right now, but maybe another day?” He says with a fake smile as the leader of the group pays and the girl that was touching him slides him her number. They leave and Katsuki rips the paper and tosses it in the trash as Izuku calls him over.
“I have not in fact eaten. Do you not feel bad for getting their hopes up Kaachan?”
“Not really, if I push them away they get all agro so it's just part of the job I guess. Besides, I have my eyes on someone else. Are you hungry at all? It's well past 9.”
“Oh? I thought you said yesterday no one fancied your interest? And yeah I'm gonna leave here soon and get some food probably.”
“Well uh, how about I take you out to dinner in 10 minutes when I clock out for the night hmm?” Katsuki says, leaning across the bar.
“I'd like that,” Izuku says with a smile.
“It's a date, then,” Katsuki says, sliding him a refill on his drink.
Katsuki finishes out his shift before swapping with Denki and running to the back to put on a suit. He grabs his bag and smooths out his crimson red suit with black accents. He walks out and taps Izuku on the shoulder.
“Where to, Pretty boy?”
“Mmm I'm thinking you should pick,” Izuku says as he stands up from the bar, complimenting Katsukis suit.
“I have the perfect place,” Katsuki decides, taking Izuku's hand in his as they walk out of the bar.
“So do you always bring a suit or were you banking on me being here?” Izuku says as Katsuki blushes.
“I always come prepared. You never know when a cute green haired boy will go on a date with you,” Katsuki says as they hop in his car. They chat as Katsuki drives them to a hole in the wall food place.
“Good evening auntie,” Katsuki says when they walk in.
“Ah! Good evening Katsuki! Grab your normal booth, who's this with you?” The owner asks as Katsuki laughs.
“This is Izuku, he's the one who did my sleeve for me. And these piercings,” The owner smiles, introducing herself to Izuku as she leads them to Katsukis regular seat. She grabs them both waters and hands Izuku a menu.
“So you come here a lot I presume?” Izuku says with a head tilt.
“Yeah, it's one of my favorites.”
“What do you recommend?”
“Pretty much everything, but auntie makes a mean Tonkotsu ramen. It's what I usually get. That or her Tempura.”
“Do you guys need anything? Oh! Katsuki! Hi! How are you? And who is this? I've never seen you bring anyone here but Eijirou!” The server says.
“This is Izuku, I'm good, how are you?”
“I'm good, can I grab yall’s orders?”
“I'll get the Tonkotsu Ramen please, with a side of rice,” Izuku says with a smile.
“I'll do the exact same thing. Thank you Kairi!” Katsuki says as she nods and walks off with the menu.
“Who’s Eijirou?” Izuku asks.
“Oh, he's my best friend. Been friends for close to 11 years. Stupid fucker hasnt left my side since 1st year. Love him though.”
“Oh? Is he a redhead? Perfect match for you?” Izuku says, teasing.
“Oh my god I actually hate you. I was JOKING, YOU are my type.”
“Oh?”
“Oh,” Katsuki rolls his eyes and sips his water while Izuku blushes. They continue their conversation until food arrives.
“This looks delicious, thank you ma'am,” Izuku says as Katsuki thanks her as well.
Izuku and Katsuki happily eat their food after taking photos and remain in mostly comfortable silence, with a few conversations in between, until they are finished. Katsuki pays before they grab to-go ice cream. Izuku thanks the owner as they leave and Katsuki drives them to his house.
“Your place is nice Kaachan! I like it!” Izuku says as he takes off his shoes. Katsuki turns on the lights and gives Izuku a tour.
When they get back to the living room, Katsuki grabs Izuku's cheek with his hand, “Izuku, can I kiss you?” There is a beat of silence before Izuku nods and Katsuki softly leans in to kiss him. He cups his cheek as Izuku slings his arms around Katsukis neck, deepening the kiss. They stay with their foreheads resting on each other for a minute, smiling like idiots.
“I really like you Katsuki,” Izuku says with a giggle.
“Will you be my boyfriend, Pretty boy?” Katsuki says as Izuku nods and Katsuki swallows him in a kiss. They end up watching Katsukis cooking show on the couch for a while after that.
“Can I stay the night? It’s late,” Izuku says, kissing Katsuki on the cheek.
“Of course sweetheart, let me grab some PJ’s for you,” Katsuki grabs a spare set of PJ’s and Izuku changes into them before they crawl into Katsuki’s bed and fall asleep cuddled in each other's arms. When they wake up the next morning, Katsuki gives Izuku a pair of his clothes and drives him to work.
“Well hello there Kats, why are you here, and with my artist none the less,” Hitoshi says with a sly smirk. Izuku rolls his eyes.
“Har har. Heres your fucking coffee. I'm out. I'll pick you up after work, love, we can grab your car.”
“Alrighty!” Izuku says before kissing Katsuki.
“Nice clothes Izuku, they look familiar,” Hitoshi says, still teasing the couple.
“I'm out. Bye Hito.”
“By Kats, I'll see you tomorrow for the movie night!” Hitoshi says with a smile.
Izuku finishes work with thankfully little teasing, and Katsuki picks him up and takes him to his car. Izuku ends up taking his car home and packing a bag before jumping right back into Katsukis car. They both have Sunday and Monday off of work and decide to stay at Katsuki’s place for the 2 days.
“Mmm, I'm excited to meet your friends that you talk ever so highly of,” Izuku teases as they pull into Katsuki’s driveway.
“Yeah yeah, but that's tomorrow, tonight I'm thinking… movies? Cuddles? Maybe something else. Who knows?” Katsuki says with a smirk as he helps Izuku out of the car and to the door.
“Kaachannnn,” Izuku draws out in response.
Yeah, this was the start of something amazing, and it's all because of a single drink.