happy days

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summary: izuku and katsuki have a sleepover and go shopping!


3 years later.

"izuku, katsuki is here!"

kacchan? kacchan!

a loud crash is heard along with a small yelp of ouch! before a door slams open. "kacchan!"

"don't sprint down the hall!" inko yells from the kitchen as she quickly makes a cup of tea. she smiles fondly as she hears her son's excited giggling.

small footsteps resound through the hallway as a small boy with untamed, curly green hair dashes into the living room. as soon as he runs into the living room he spots a slightly taller boy with spiky ash-blonde hair holding his mother's hand. he could spot that hair from a mile away. kacchan is really here! finally! izuku grins widely as he tackles the other boy into a hug, ignoring the small grunts of protest coming from the said boy.

"get...off...me, 'zu," the blonde boy groans but doesn't push him back, just rolling his eyes as he pats izuku's back with his free hand. he lets go of his mother's hand to flick the side of izuku's head, causing izuku to squeal. izuku backs away, rubbing the side of his head.

"hello to you too, izuku," mitsuki laughs, watching the two boys reunite. she crouches down to be on the same level as her boys.

"hi, auntie mitsuki!" izuku chirps, holding kacchan's hand. for some unknown reason, the two boys had developed a habit of holding each other's hands. when asked about it, katsuki had simply replied with ' izuku likes it and i don't want to lose him since he's always wandering off.' "i'm glad you and uncle and kacchan are back!"

"we're glad to be back too, baby. here, we brought you something. katsuki chose it, but don't tell him i told you that," mitsuki whispers the last part, winking at izuku. izuku giggles, nodding enthusiastically. mitsuki pulls out a limited american edition toy of all might from her purse, holding it out to izuku, "i hope you like it!" she lifts her hand up, ruffling his messy curls. izuku releases katsuki's hand, grabbing the toy.

he stares at the toy in his hands, his lips beginning to quiver. he looks back to mitsuki, his eyes wide and watering. "i-i...auntie!"

"here come the waterworks," katsuki mutters, a soft smile gracing his lips. he chuckles when izuku throws his arms around his mother's neck, crying as he rushes out 'thank yous'.

a soft click! is heard and katsuki turns around to see inko snapping a picture of izuku and mitsuki hugging. she makes eye contact with him, holding up her index finger and pressing it to her lips, winking. katsuki holds back a laugh and holds up two fingers to his lips, making a zipping motion.

"alright, alright, you too. mitsuki has to leave soon and i'd like to have tea with her before she heads out," inko walks over to the small group just as izuku and mitsuki end their hug. mitsuki stands back up before crushing inko into a hug. "i missed you too, 'suki! it's been an entire month!" inko laughs as she hugs mitsuki back just as tightly.

"hey, auntie?" katsuki tugs on the hem of inko's shirt, ignoring his mother's rant about how shitty americans are at driving, "where can i put my bag and shit?"

"kacchan!" izuku gasps as he hears katsuki swear, bonking katsuki on the head with his new toy. "you're not supposed to swear!"

"and you're not supposed to hit! plus i heard mom say it, so!"

"don't blame me, you brat!"

"you can put your things in izuku's room, kat. do you need help?" inko looks down at the two boys, raising a brow as she catches izuku bonking katsuki on the head while katsuki reaches to tug on izuku's hair.

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