WARNING! MATURE CONTENT BELOW!! Read at you own discretion!
On a hot summer day, Bakugou Katsuki was walking lazily, an ice-cream in his hand, as he was going home after visiting his now boyfriend, Midoriya Izuku.
At some point, he spotted a medium size poster announcing a Summer festival the following weekend.
“A festival huh…” Bakugou pondered.
Suddenly, an idea popped in his head, and he took out his smartphone out of his pocket. He dialed Izuku’s number.
“Kacchan? But you just left!”
“Yeah, yeah, whatever… Hey, make sure you are available this saturday evening!”
“Why...?” Deku asked.
“There is a place I want to take you, so be ready at 7pm on saturday.” Kacchan declared. “Oh, and wear a yukata too, it’s very important!”
“Huh? A yukata? Do I really have to…?”
“Yes, I order it!”
Bakugou heard Deku grumbled on the other side of the line and smirked.
“Welp, that’s it, see you on saturday! And be on time!”
He ended the call and resumed his return. Katsuki’s mind wandered to the thought of Deku wearing a yukata.
“Yeah… it’s going to be a good night!”
The two boys met at the foot of Izuku’s apartment building that saturday evening.
For some reason, Bakugou was really excited and kept pacing back and forth on the pavement in anticipation.
He suddenly heard the *clop,clop* sounds of the geta (japanese sandals) and snapped his head to the side.
Kacchan froze on the spot and gaped unceremoniously.
“D-Deku?! Is that really you?!” he shouted, rubbing his eyes.
Izuku was wearing a sobre indigo blue yukata with stripes and an orange obi (belt). An unexpected blush lit Bakugou’s face as he gawked up and down his boyfriend.
This is… Wow! he thought in his mind.
Izuku stopped in front of Kacchan; he could feel the eyes all over his body and felt all tingly.
“W-We should go, Kacchan.”
“Y-yeah.” Bakugou nodded, unwilling to take his eyes off Deku.
They walked side by side towards the shrine where the summer festival was held, and were pretty much silent all the way. Bakugou kept glancing sideways at Deku, he was mind blown by the change of appearance and couldn’t get enough of it.
“You should dress like this more often…” he mumbled, thinking he wouldn’t be heard.
“R-really?” Deku asked, blushing. “Do you like it? I hadn’t worn a yukata for years, so it’s weird...”
“Yeah, it makes you more… adult, I guess. I never knew you could look this cool.”
Izuku blushed harder and averted his eyes. “Th-thank you, Kacchan.”
They eventually reached the festival.
The numerous booths were beautifully decorated and the alleyways were lit by orange lanterns, which gave a special atmosphere to the place.
“Wow, it’s so pretty!” Deku said in awe.
The boys strided in the crowd, and were pushed against each other because of the pressure. But neither of them moved away, they had grown to like this proximity.
“S-should we play some games?” Izuku suggested, turning his head to Kacchan.
“Sure.” the latter agreed, a small smile appearing on his face.
The boys spent a few hours trying out different games: Catching fish, shoot range, etc... They got various small prizes. And on the last game, taking advantage of Deku going to the bathroom, Bakugou aimed at a specific item in the booth and won it.
When Izuku returned, Kacchan handed the small object to him, not looking at him in the eyes.
“Here… for you.”
Deku’s eyes widened when he noticed what object was: A pretty All Might key ring. He didn’t know what to say, suddenly taken aback by the kind gesture. Kacchan looked back at him.
“I realized earlier that I hadn’t given anything for your birthday, so…” he confessed shyly. “It’s not much but…”
“No, I love it!” Deku exclaimed, hurriedly grabbing the present. “T-thank you, Kacchan! I’m really touched.”
He hugged the key ring against his chest and smiled happily. Deku was reminded of Bakugou’s true kindness through things like this from time to time, and was selfishly happy he only showed it to him.
Bakugou was relieved the gift was appreciated and felt his heart melt at Deku’s cute reaction.
“We should head to the fireworks ground, it will start soon.”
As they walked, Izuku suddenly gasped. Kacchan turned his face curiously and saw his boyfriend point to a booth near them.
“Candied apples! I really want one!” he started walking to it. “Do you want one?”
Bakugou shook his head, “I’m really into sweet stuff.”
After a few minutes, Midoriya returned triumphantly to Bakugou’s side. He had already started licking the red apple.
“So good! It’s been a while since I ate one of those!”
Katsuki watched the boy eagerly devour the apple, and for some reason, his brain reminded him of the time, not so long ago, when Deku gave him a blowjob. He stopped in his tracks, groaning.
“I changed my mind, I want to eat some of that apple.”
Deku, who was now a few steps in front of Bakugou, turned around quizzingly.
The vision of Deku wearing a yukata; the small hips, the round ass...; and licking the candied apple was too much for Bakugou. He pushed Deku to the side, in a dark bushy recess. He grabbed his wrist and pressed him against a pillar.
“K-Kacchan?! What are you doing?!”
Bakugou raised the hand holding the apple and took a small bite.