[BKDK] Our Fatal Love

Chapter 9

Izuku looked down at the food before him in awe. It was bigger than he usually was used to, which was either fast food, a vending machine snack, or just flat out nothing. And even with his mother and mostly absent father, it was nothing as big as just some eggs mixed with tortillas, or eggs mixed with potatoes, or a trip to Dennys for pancakes.

But this breakfast was bigger and something he only saw on cable TV.

A side bowl of berries with three layered waffles topped with sugar powder, fruit, and lots of whip cream and setup. A plate with fluffy scrambled eggs with sausages and finally a chocolate muffin.

"And a cup of freshly squeezed orange juice, sir,'' Kirishima said, plopping it down on the bed tray.

Izuku was not gonna even finish it. It was too much! He did not want to waste it and he also did not want to be sick....

"Uh...can you eat with me...I can't finish this all......"Izuku said, offering the red-haired man his plate of eggs and sausages. But he shook his head.

"Afraid not sir. I am on a strict diet plus the boss worked hard to make this for you before tidying up some stuff for after your classes today." Kirishima explained nonchalantly as Izuku frowned at eating his waffles. Sure it could be poisoned, but it's been so long since he had a waffle.

"After my classes I have work..." Izuku sighed as he ate a piece of fruit that was nice and sweet.

"Well....not anymore..." Kirishima said, scratching the back of his head with a guilty yet not-so-guilty look on his face, making Iuzku grow.

"What?! How will I make money?" Izuku asked, almost choking on his food. How was he going to buy clothes? Or better yet a house when he leaves this hell hole when the insane man comes to his senses? Or when he wants Allmight merch. He never could afford them before....and he knows the man has replaced them with more than before in his room but still he wanted to get it HIMSELF!

"Bakubro will. He is your husband after all!" Kirishima says happily as Izuku flies. Has everyone lost their mind? Bakugou hates his presence and wants control over Izuku. Iuzku sulked, it was his fault for getting his hopes up.

"So what are his plans after I finish my classes?" Izuku asked as he bit into the waffle using the fork to cut into it instead of the butter knife making Kirishima hold back a laugh.

It had been a while since he had seen someone do that since he had joined the Bakugou.

"Well, he says it's a surprise. Since he wants to get to know you again after....the whole.....y'know..." Kirishima said as Izuku nodded. So he wanted to talk more with Izuku? That's fair, or maybe set up some sort of deal...

Izuku had a chill at the thought of the older man using his organs on the black market.

"I guess it's okay if he does not try to sell my organs.." Izuku said without much thought, making Kirishima laugh.

"NO, he won't, you can relax. I think the boss would sell our organs then have a hair on your head touched" Kirishima said, sighing as Izuku breathed a sigh of relief but still felt confused by the comment.

"That's good,...But where is Kaminari?" Izuku asked, tilting his head, the two seemed close.

"Eh, handling some business," Kirishima said as he clapped his hands. "Well, time for you to get ready for your class. You need to be on time!"

Izuku sighed, feeling full and content. But he felt sleepy again from being fed so much food so he let himself get dressed by maids as he hummed in contentment after having a warm bath. It was like he was floating. He just could not help but smile in contentment.