Reconciled Love [Bakudeku]

Chapter 16

3rd person's POV

"Kacchan... No- don't go!" Izuku whines pulling Katsuki towards him by the coat and hugs him tightly, clinging towards him.

He had certainly had too much drinks but wouldn't listen when Katsuki asks him to control it.

The party was well, chaotic. That's the best way to put it. As time went by, things got weirder. Kaminari was dared to drink vodka and ketchup mixed in equal amounts.

Katsuki wasn't sure if he was still okay after drinking it.

At this point, unfortunately, both of them couldn't drive. Katsuki was sober, but he did have some drinks and didn't want to risk anything.

So they left the car and called a driver to pick it up later. Due to Izuku's impatience to go to bed, they end up walking back home.

They were about 45 minutes away from any of their home. There was no way Izuku would walk more than 10 minutes. But Katsuki couldn't find any cabs nearby.

So they ended up walking towards the main road, hoping to catch a ride.

"Kacchan- no I don't wanna walk! Let's- let's get some rest and then we'll walk! All the way home!" Izuku unconvincingly convinces Katsuki.

Katsuki didn't have the energy or the patience to talk back, so they sit in the bus stop, with Izuku drunkenly checking for buses that could take them home.

"So Kacchan, if we wait for another exactly 7 hours and 53 minutes, we have a bus home. Maybe we should just fall asleep here." Izuku comments gesturing to the poorly maintained bus stop.

Katsuki sighs loudly, pulling Izuku towards him before he something stupid.

"Izuku, hypothetically speaking, if i ever asked you to marry me, would you do it? Just hypothetically though, like obviously. It's not like I have a ring with me right now." Katsuki nervously chuckles, putting his hand into his pocket for a good measure.

Why are so silly? Of course i would marry you! It's my dream, stupid. I want to grow old with you and do all the disgustingly sweet stuff that couples do." Izuku giggles, dropping his head on Katsuki's shoulder, nearly falling asleep. 

"But we already do that." Katsuki comments, harshly pushing Izuku's head off and pulling him up, forcing him to walk.

"I mean yeah, but if we do it as husbands it's different." Izuku says, nearly tripping down over a stone.

"How?" Katsuki grumbles, pulling Izuku up who had already put all his weight on him.

"I mean, first of all, I get to call you my hubby. And second of all, I get to save your number as 'my hubby'. And third of all, everyone will know you as my hubby-".

"Okay okay, I get it. I'll be your hubby." Katsuki grumbles, laughing loudly. Izuku follows his laugh, soon sneaking a kiss.

"I mean Kacchan, calling you my hubby itself is a dream you know. Like, it holds so much emotions, trust and dependency. It takes a very long time to reach that place in life.

I don't think marriage is considered special because you are verified by government. It's the stage of relationship that changes everything."

"Are you sure you're drunk?" Katsuki chuckles, pulling Izuku towards him to press their foreheads together.

"I'm sorry, my drunkardness has two phases. The first was chaotic teenager, which I believe we've already been through.

The second stage is philosophy professor, which is what were going through now."

Katsuki laughs harder than ever, throwing his head back as Izuku too giggles with him.

"Oh wait- taxi!" Katsuki calls out as one rushes towards them. Thankfully, someone was just dropped and the taxi was free.

"Finally! My legs feel like jelly!" Izuku whines, slumping on Katsuki's shoulder.

They could've called for Inko's personal driver, but honestly it was too late to wake him up. Poor man, he was probably sleeping.

Upon reaching Izuku's house, he literally passed out on his bed. Katsuki instinctively follows, not bothering to go back to his house even though it was literally 2 minutes away.

Katsuki freshens up, leaving Izuku to fall asleep, even though he was still in yucky and tight clothes.

"Kacchan, hypothetically speaking, how grossed out would you be if I said I peed my pants?" Izuku asks as soon as Katsuki steps out.

"What the fuck have you done on the bed?" Katsuki screams, turning Izuku over on his back, sighing in relief when he notices nothing weird.

"Izuku, I request both your philosophy professor self and chaotic teenager self to shut the fuck up and fall asleep." Katsuki grumbles, rolling on to the bed in comfortable clothes.

"Kacchan-" Izuku starts, rubbing his eyes tiredly.

"Oh my god, what now? Please don't say you pooped your pants." Katsuki grumbles, scooting away from Izuku in disgust.

"What? No silly! Why would I do that?"

"I don't know! Because your chaotic teenage self felt the need to do it?"

"Oh please! Anyway, I just wanted to ask. Will you ever marry me, Kacchan?" Izuku asks, his hands softly caressing Katsuki's cheeks.

"Are you proposing me, Izuku?"

"No. Not yet at least. I just wanted to know if you would want it." Izuku says, his words dragging out slowly due to the tiredness.

"I would definitely want it Izuku. I said so at the party. Why are you asking me?"

"Because- it's just that, I'm insecure and really possessive of you. When we get married, I don't want you to feel controlled. I don't want you to force yourself." Izuku lists out, sniffling in the process.

"Izuku, it's okay. It's okay to be insecure, I'm so proud of you, you know. You've been really nice to everyone today, especially Uraraka even though you have a bad feeling about her."

"Had. I had a bad feeling about her." Izuku corrects him, making Katsuki smile even wider.

"So you don't anymore?" Katsuki asks, feeling smug.

"I don't. I've learnt to trust you Kacchan. Even though I don't trust others, I trust you to know what you want and what's the best for you. Even if it isn't me."

"Don't worry Izuku, it's always been you."