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“Oi shou, wake the hell up already.” Katsuki knew that waking up his boyfriend in the early morning, when the sun had yet to rise, and he had burrowed himself deep under his blankets and pillows, would be no easy feat, but when has he ever known when to give up? It hadn’t been an easy task to pry himself away from Shouto’s firm hold to go through with his morning routine either, and he’d managed that exceptionally well, never mind his brief whine - “‘tsuki no”- that almost made him falter, but he was a man on a mission.
And the next step of his mission would be waking his man up, which was proving to be more difficult, hence why he resorted to extreme measures: completely snatching the duvet off Shouto’s sleeping body, “up you go already.” He was graced with no response. He simply bore witness to his boyfriend grabbing another pillow to cover his ears and burying his face further into the bed. Katsuki did briefly consider slamming the curtains open, but given that the sun had yet to rise, he doubted this strategy would work any better.
So, his harsh approach didn’t work. He considered bribery, instead. “Oi, don’t you want soba for lunch? I won’t make it if your dumbass doesn’t climb out of bed. You’ll be stuck with canned tuna instead.” He could see Shouto’s hand reaching for the blanket and muttering something under his breath, but Katsuki simply dragged the duvet away from him further, closer to himself. “Stop mumbling, get the fuck up.”
He’s finally deemed worthy of a reply, hurrah! “Don’t want it, I’ll order it instead.” Brave words from a fat fucking liar, who’d be begging him by the hour to make him fresh soba, since, “you make it much better than any restaurant, please make it for me instead,” while giving him his signature pathetic (Katsuki will not admit to this fondness; it’s his weakness) mismatched cow eyes.
Unfortunately for Katsuki, he knew the math Shouto was working in his head (sleep > food) at the moment would not be working in his favour. And while his boyfriend is typically always eager and enthusiastic for a home-cooked meal and is willing to put up with almost anything (being thrown across a building to end a mission faster) to get to it sooner, it stands for nothing when he’s feeling “eepy.”
Okay, Katsuki thinks, no harsh approach, no bribing. He’s gonna have to pull in the big guns. He’s gonna have to be soft, eugh. He sits down by the side of the bed, leaning over Shouto’s half-asleep-half-awake body to thread his fingers through his hair and kiss his forehead, “c’mon baby, don’t do this, get up, hmm?” Big fucking mistake, because the next thing he knows, he’s gotten pulled under with his boyfriend covering him like a weighted blanket, “you motherfucking bastard, get off!”
“Mmm, no, this is comfy, good.” His voice comes out all muffled and sleepy.
“I will throw you off me and off the bed, you senile idiot.”
“No, you won’t.”
No, he really won’t. Cause he’s soft, like a goddamn idiot.
“Yes, I fucking will, Jesus fuck, you’re always so happy to go see our dumb friends, why are you being a pain in my ass right now?” In response, Shouto starts rubbing his face against his neck like he’s some cuddly housecat. “You’re so nice like this,” he says, “We should just stay like this.”
Katsuki takes a deep breath, looks to the ceiling like he can see god sitting there personally, ready to save him from his woes. “We’ve had this hike planned with the others for weeks now.” Granted, given how packed and uncertain their careers as pro-heroes can be, the plan has been postponed, shuffled, juggled, and fucked apart for that same entire duration, but given the lack of excuses he saw in the group chat last night, Katsuki thought, the plan was finally in motion. Oh, what a fool he was.
“Got called in, Fukuoka, have to assist with an escort mission.”
Well, that’s enough of an answer. Trust work to ruin their lives.
“Ah, shit, when do you have to leave?”
“Tonight,” Shouto says, “don’t wanna go for a hike, just wanna stay in with you today, please.”
And how can Katsuki say no to that? “Fine, but I’m telling those loser bastards it’s your fault we aren’t coming.” Shouto just hums, likely giving zero fucks about the entire thing, and is, in fact, quite happy to nuzzle in closer and warm up his left side to lure him in. Bastard. Katsuki loves him so much.
He manages to pull his phone out despite Shouto’s best attempts at being a clingy koala (koalaroki, he hears hanta’s voice echo in his head) thats attempting to leaves no room for limb movements, opens his front camera, and throws up a peace sign, tufts of Shouto’s red and white hair peaking at the bottom, and captures it in a selfie before sending it to the group chat.
One Bitch, Two Bitch, No Bitch
5:15 am
Wittol mwerder god™
[Sent a photo]
This sleepy idiot said no to the hike
And is holding me captive
Tape Man
Oh Thank Fucking God, I didn’t wanna be the one to say no to the hike first
Wittol mwerder god™
You’re already awake though?
Tape Man
Funny you think I woke up, I was just considering going to sleep…
Heh
Big Muscle
Not going to sleep on time isn’t manly my guy
Though
I’m 100% sure Denki is not gonna be waking up before 2
Alien Queen
AwwwHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH shouto is such a cutie patootie, let him sleep ^-^ we can go later, I am happy to catch up on more beauty sleep :p
Edgelord jack
…
I was looking forward to this
:/
Tape Man
Tough luck, good night gang
God bless Roki
Strongest soldier
Only one who can tell bakubro no and live to see another day
Wittol mwerder god™
I will murder you
Alien Queen
Okay gweat explowsion merder meow meow
Wittol mwerder god™
DIE
2:35 pm
Discount Pikachu
Oh shit I forgot about it lol