Katsuki wore an overly baggy sweater and a pair of sweats. He looked a little over dressed for such cool weather, but he also hated the cold. If anyone asked any questions, which he doubted they would, he'd just tell them about his hatred for the cold.
Izuku was wearing a white tshirt, blue jeans, and a simple, black jacket over his shirt. He came up behind Katsuki, who was checking to make sure his belly was hidden by his clothes, and wrapped his arms around him. He placed his hands on Katsuki's stomach.
"Do you want a boy or a girl?" Katsuki inquired as he looked at Izuku through the mirror. The pair had been getting ready for their date, which had Katsuki feeling a little excited. Izuku was keeping their plans a secret, making it all the much more exciting.
"I don't care, Kacchan. As long as they're healthy, I'm happy." Izuku promised. "What about you?" He nuzzled his cheek against Katsuki's.
"I don't care either. But..."
"But?"
"When I attacked my boss, I said to him, 'Next time you'll think twice before hurting her'. I said her." Katsuki mused softly. Izuku smiled as he kissed his omega's cheek.
"You think it's a girl?" Izuku asked him. Katsuki softly nodded his head. "Do you want to find out at your next appointment, or should we wait until her birth?"
Katsuki felt his face warm at the use of 'her'. He thought for a moment before answering. "The appointment. Y'know, Deku. We're going to need the space to keep a pup, right?"
"Yeah. But we can wait on that, okay? For now, let's go on our date." Izuku kissed Katsuki then quickly drug him out of the apartment.
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Their first stop was at a small restaurant, where they would be eating. The restaurant was specifically for heroes, who didn't want to eat with the public and press up their ass. Izuku said their reservation name to the host then they were lead over to their seats. Katsuki instantly started scanning through the menu. While they were looking through their options, a waitress came by with a bottle of wine. Izuku quickly, and politely, asked for some water instead. She smiled sweetly then went to retrieve the requested item.
"Do you know what you want, Kacchan?" Izuku inquired. He himself seen his favorite meal, and nothing was going to stir him away from it. His brows pinched together when he seen Katsuki blush suddenly.
"Yeah." Katsuki whispered. He looked up at Izuku with a soft smile. Their waitress returned, asking them what they'd like to eat after she set down the water.
"I would like Katsudon, please." Izuku told her with a charming smile. Katsuki's blush deepened when their waitress looked over to him.
"Katsudon... spicy... extra spicy, actually... With rice... and pickles on the side... and maybe some whipped cream... please?" Katsuki's face turned cherry red with his ridiculous order. Both Izuku and the waitress looked at him like he'd gone insane. The waitress wrote down his crazed order with a gentle smile then walked off.
"Are the cravings kicking in?" Izuku inquired. Katsuki nodded his head softly. Izuku chuckled softly as he rolled his eyes. "Hey, Kacchan."
"Hmm?" Katsuki hummed softly.
"How much do you love me?"
"Depends on what it is you want." Katsuki huffed out with narrowed eyes. He crossed his arms over his chest, leaning down in his seat.
"It's just a genuine question. Where do you see us in five years?" Izuku asked him. He watched his omega carefully, trying to guage his reaction.
"I remember last year, after I almost died. We made that pact to never leave angry. That, obviously, fell apart on us, but I imagine it sticking around once again. I also remembered how terrified you were about messing up during one of my heats and getting me pregnant. But look where we are now, I guess. And-"
"Kacchan." Izuku cut in. "You're dodging the question."
"Uh, sorry." Katsuki breathed out. "I don't know."
"You don't know where you see us in five years?" Izuku whispered with pinched brows.
"Come on, Deku. We've talked about this before. I don't fucking like talking about the future. And with the shit that's been going in the past year, I don't want to think about it." Katsuki huffed out. He pouted as he sunk down in his chair.
"Okay. Then what about right now? What do you want for us right now?"
Katsuki thought for a moment. "I want our pup to be healthy."
Izuku nodded softly.
"Other than that... I'm not sure." Katsuki raised his hand, rubbing his scent gland nervously.
Izuku didn't miss the small gesture. He could sense the hope coming from his omega. Their waitress arrived with their food a moment later.
Their pair ate while talking about simple things together. Shortly after they finished, Katsuki was rushing to the bathroom. "Uh, check, please?" Izuku called for their waitress.
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Katsuki vigorously brushed his teeth in the bathroom of the store, trying to get the taste of his meal out of his mouth.
Izuku waited patiently behind his boyfriend. His hands held Katsuki's hips while softly swaying back and forth. Katsuki's teeth brushing was violent to say the least, and it looked like he was trying to break the toothbrush.
Once he finished, he bent over then spit. He got water from the sink, rinsing out his mouth then spitting that out too.
"All better?" Izuku whispered softly. Katsuki nodded his head. He wiped his mouth off then they left.
They soon arrived at a movie theater that was close by. Katsuki looked over at Izuku with a blank expression. "I hate the movies." Katsuki said with a scowl. He didn't like going to the theater, and would rather stay home and watch something.
"I know. But it's an action movie with explosions." Izuku tried to sway him.
Katsuki blinked once at him.
"Fine. If you don't like it, we can make out in the back." Izuku stated with a small smirk. He pulled Katsuki close, kissing him sweetly. "I never planned on watching it anyway."
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