Katsuki woke up first. The sun was still crawling hard from the bed.

The first thing he saw was Izuku grunting contentedly, sprawled across most of the bed.

Katsuki didn't even have to think about it and kissed him lightly on the neck. With small kisses, he reached for his exposed shoulder.

He loves when he wakes up and the little boy is still sleeping next to him. He's used to it. It became part of his life and morning ritual.

"Deku." He whispered, poking his nose into his throat. His boyfriend always sleeps like a baby when he's with him. Waking him up is quite a problem. Bakugou is happy with it, he feels so special.

The freckled boy just smiled and continued to give in to sleep.

"Deku, Izu, Izuku." Katsuki mumbled, still kissing him lightly on the neck. He's still honing it out, learning to wake him up properly. If he was completely callous, he'd probably pour a bucket of ice water over him.

"Ka ... kahc ... kacchan." He exhaled softly and rolled onto his side. Bakugou pulled away and sat on his heels. He took his restless hair from his eyes and smiled. No, Izuku, with his hair sticking out in all directions, even more than usual, and a drooling face, is cuter.

"It's time to get up, nerd." He said and sat closer to him. He began stroking his cheek lightly. He licked his lips and kissed every single freckle.

The sun's rays were already slowly burning through the blinds. They have to get up officially if they want to do something in front of the school. As Bakugou knows Izuku, he will want to train for a while.

However, Midoriya completely ignored him. He half-opened his eyes and reached for him. He hugged him quickly and pulled him close. He wrapped his legs around him. He completely imprisoned him. He looks like a koala sleeping on a tree in his world, while a hundred different stories happen around him. He doesn't care, not now, just his caramel-scented Kacchan. He would never say it out loud, but his friend not only smells like caramel, but also tastes good. Bakugou is simply whole. Beneath the rough shell is a small caramel that belongs only to him. He couldn't be more proud of himself, he won the heart of a roughneck.

He did not defend himself with Bakugou. He goes to bed very early, but that doesn't mean he's not tired. He relaxed in his arms and closed his eyes again. "Izuku." He muttered again. He doesn't want to get up now either. They'll be lazy like that, but who cares? Katsuki certainly not. Should he?

"I hear your heart beating," the younger boy whispered, hugging his boyfriend even tighter, "I love you." He moaned and resumed his hard sleep. He always sleeps best with Katsuki.

The blond was all red and uneasy after his boyfriend's statement. He feels embarrassed. Now he knows that in his presence his heart is beating like crazy.

He shook his head. It doesn't really matter. He's crazy about him now. "Well, yeah, nerd, I love you too." He muttered. He doesn't say it often. The phrase 'I love you' has an awful lot of weight and power. It only says it when it feels that way. And now it really does. , but that doesn't mean that his anger has completely disappeared, his nature is still the same, yet so different.

He lay down again and closed his eyes. Wherever they should hurry, they have their whole lives ahead of them.