My barista! (skit)

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"izuku. How many times do I have to tell you? No! I will not give you 10% off on your matcha latte because you'll kiss me!"

Izuku pouted,

"Please kacchan! You know how much I love you! I'm really tired and I don't have the money right now because someone stole my fucking wallet and I'm going broke!"

Izuku did look tired. He had eye bags and his hair was messy, his lips were dry and his skin looked like they went to hell and came back. Katsuki sighed.

The blonde took off  his apron, went to the door and flipped the 'OPEN' sign. It now reads 'CLOSE'.  Izuku stared at him dumbfounded,

"What? It's already late and I probably won't have any more customers."

Izuku continued to stare at him,

"Dumbass."

Katsuki leaned closer and kissed him. The greenette eagerly returned the kiss. Izuku's hand took hold of the blonde's waist while the blonde wrapped his arms around his torso. The kiss was soft, gentle and delicate. There was no rush. It was just them. It was all the greenette needed after a long and draining day at work.

Once the blonde pulled away Izuku buried his face in the crook of Katsuki's neck. With one hand, the blonde slowly caressed his back and the other went up to play with messy green curls. Izuku sighed contently.

"Thank you Kacchan..."

Katsuki kissed his forehead,

"Take a break from work tomorrow. Let's go out on a date. It's been a month."

Izuku slowly raised his head,

"I love you so much."

Katsuki chuckled,

"Goofball."

Izuku smiled,

"Always yours."

"Now,"

Katsuki said as he pulled away just a bit,

"Lemme get that matcha ready."

"Thank you my barista!"

"Oh shut up!"

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