From Despair to Delight (BakuDeku)-(KiriDeku)

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Izuku was awoken by the sun's rays creeping in through a crack in the shades of his window. He yawned and stretched before rubbing his eyes with the backs of his hands. He sat up retrieving his phone from the bedside table and checked the time. It was just barely six thirty in the morning, he had plenty of time. Izuku pushed the covers off him and hopped out of the large king size bed, walking over to look at himself in the mirror above the dresser. He looked like total crap, his left eye was partially swollen shut and the rest was one giant bruise. He had bandages on his cheek and his lip was split and swollen his face looked lopsided not to mention the bags under his eyes. He remembered how kind and gentle Mina and Kiri had been when they patched him up the night and decided he wanted to do something nice for them.

Izuku quickly got dressed in a pastel blue hoodie, and ripped skinny jeans then grabbed his wallet, keys and phone. He took a minute to barrow a set of keys to the front door before heading out. He had to google to find an open market close by but it was only a quick five minute drive. Once at the market he had to decide what to make, he knew Kirishima was a big time meat heat so he got two packs of bacon and sausage. Then he decided on pancakes. He was sure Mina and the other would like that but wasn't sure what type so he grabbed a bag of chocolate chips, a container of blueberries and a container of strawberries. Izuku wasn't sure what Kiri had in his fridge, or what the other would like so he also grabbed the essentials, syrup, hot sauce, butter, whipped topping, apple juice, orange juice, and milk. He paid and then headed back to Kirishima's house.

Izuku used the borrowed keys to reenter the house carrying all the stuff he bought to the kitchen. He put what he did not need right away in the refrigerator noting it was pretty empty. Then as quietly as he could he began scouring the kitchen for the needed cooking utensils. It took him half an hour to find everything. It was now almost eight am but Izuku was sure he still had time since no one went to sleep till after one am. He quickly got to work mixing the batter for the pancakes and placing the sausage and bacon on a sheet tray. He preheated the oven and the pan for the pancakes. An hour later and he was almost finished the last two pancakes were in the pan everything else was on serving trays keeping them warm in the oven.

Izuku was just about to flip the last pancake when someone clearing their throat startled him. He forgot where he was and a scared squeak escaped his lips at the sound and the pancake flopped with a splat onto the floor. Izuku automatically started to shake, he squeezed his eye shut backing away from the stove. When his back pressed against the wall he's breathing picked up and became uneven. He was having a panic attack just waiting for the expected blow to come. "I..I...Im s..sory p...please d...dont h..hit m...me" he whimpered out. Kirishima realized what was happening almost instantly. He rushed around the counter and pulled the greenette into a one armed embrace, the other hand corded its way through the green curls. Kirishima whispered soothing words into Izukus ear reassuring him that he was safe and no one was going to hit or hurt him ever again.

Once Izuku's breathing came back to normal Kiri pulled away so he could look down at the man in his arms. "Hey, Kami is here more than not. This kitchen has had way worse than a pancake on the floor" Kiri said with a smirk. Izuku giggled a little when they heard a disgruntled "hey" from Kami beside them. The two men looked over at the yellow headed male, and laughed at the distraught yet simile look on his face. "What's so funny, And what smells so good?" Mina asked as she came into the room. "Oh I made breakfast," Izuku said to the pink haired girl.

"I didn't get a chance to set the table," Izuku said with a sigh. "No worries Mido, Mina and I are on it" Kami stated as he walked over and pulled a hand full of silverware from a drawer. Mina and Jiro also helped set the table, grabbing cups and plates from the cupboard. "Thanks everyone. Kiri, can you get the milk and juice from the fridge and take them to the table?" Izuku asked the red head at his side. Kirishima nodded then gathered the items from the fridge, while Izuku took the serving platter of bacon and sausage over setting them down on the dining table. The table was set and Jiro, Kami, and Mina were now seated around the inner side leaving two seats along the outer side for Kiri and Izuku. Kirishima placed the drinks on the table before sitting down in one of the chairs. Izuku returned a second time with a large platter with four different stacks of pancakes on it. "I wasn't sure what you all liked so I went a little overboard," Izuku said shyly rubbing his right arm with his left. "Are you kidding, you can go overboard any time," Kaminari said a little loudly, his eyes wide a little drool coming from the corner of his mouth. "It's been.... Well years since we had a home cooked meal." Kami said as he reached out for the chocolate chip pancakes. "I have a question, where did all this come from?" Mina asked, making a hand motion to the food. "Oh uh I went out when I woke up. I er.. Borrowed whoevers keys were by the door so I could get back in" Izuku said, looking down at his hands that were now tugging at the hem of his shirt. "It's perfectly fine Izuku, those are my keys," Kirishima reassured the small male. "Oh shoot," Midoriya squealed then got up and returned to the kitchen. The others watched as he left, then returned with butter, syrup, whipped cream, and hot sauce that he placed on the table. Kaminari's eyes lit up like a kid on christmas when he saw the pancake toppings. "Midoriya you can live with me forever as long as you keep cooking like this. Though I prefer waffles to pancakes" Kami slurs with a mouthful of syrupy pancake. "Denki babe you realise pancakes and waffles are basically the same thing right?" Jiro states looking at her boyfriend. Kaminari gasps and grabs his chest as if he's been stabbed. "How dare you say such a thing. Pancakes are floppy and weak. Wile waffles are strong and buff, they have abs." The yellow haired mail states matter a factly. Suddenly the room is filled by the softest, most angelic sound any of the people at the table has ever heard. They all look to where the sound is coming from to find Izuku laughing, soon they are all laughing. Breakfast continued like that with small conversations and comments on how delicious the food is, or was. About half an hour later every one is finished and quite satisfied when Kami turns to Midoriya. "So was you gonna tell us what happened to you or what" Kami says bluntly, he really wants to know.