Saturday Mornings

A/N: I'm baaaaack!

Hey guys, sorry I haven't posted in a while, writer's block is an ass. But I've been slapped in the face with creativity so this was created! I'll let you get to reading the actual story now, enjoy!

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Izuku Midoriya does not wake up in his bed this cloudy Saturday morning. 

No, he wakes up with his face buried in something warm.

The greenette clings tighter to the source of heat, drowsily snuggling closer to it. 

He only opens his eyes when he feels said heat source snuggle back. 

One green eye peeks open and attempts to assess his surroundings without shifting too much. 

As Izuku finally starts to recognize where he is, he flushes red and looks up. 

His eyes trail over a relaxed face, the person's features relaxed in sleep. 

Carefully, the boy reaches up and rests his scarred hand in red hair. He smiles softly, enjoying seeing the other so relaxed. 

Izuku doesn't move for a while after this, not wanting to disturb his partner's sleep. He just lies there, petting the other's hair and admiring them in a way no one else has the chance to.

Nonetheless, even as he does this, Izuku can't help but crave to see the pair of exquisite eyes he loves so much. 

The way they always shimmer, with joy or determination, often both. It's the way his partner's love for the other twinkles so brilliantly that made Izuku fall even harder. 

And luckily for Izuku, he doesn't have to wait too long to see that blindingly pure adoration again. 

Soon enough, a pair of pretty ruby red eyes flutter open, and Izuku's breath gets snatched away. 

"Hey there cutie," a voice, scratchy from sleep mumbles, tugging Izuku even closer than before. 

The green-haired boy lets out a small squeal as he's pulled on top of the other. He instinctively puts his hands out to keep from crashing his face into anything. 

Though, this results in him having his hands on either side of the other's head. 

Neither of them speaks for a moment, both have their eyes stuck on the other. Then Izuku lets out a giggle. 

The redhead grins in response, letting out a giggle of his own before getting pulled into a kiss. 

It's not too long, but both students are still grinning when it ends. 

"Morning Kiri," Izuku finally whispers. 

"Hi love," Eijiro whispers back, feeling as if talking at his normal volume would shatter the perfection of this moment. 

Izuku eases himself back down, resting his head on Eijiro's chest. 

Eijiro wraps his arms around the other, leaning his head so he can inhale the woodsy scent of Izuku. 

It's silent now, neither of them awake enough to hold a decent conversation. 

However, Eijiro truly can't hold in one tiny thought that appears in his mind. 

"I could seriously get used to waking up like this with you."

Izuku chuckles, his face flushing just a little. 

"I could too Eijiro," the shorter boy lets out a yawn, "you're super comfy."

"Holy heck, how are you this adorable?"