bnha ; oneshots!! {001 → 100}

036 - morning sunshine 💗

ship: katsuki bakugo + eijiro kirishima.

The soft glow of dawn crept into the room, casting a warm light over the two sleeping figures. Eijiro Kirishima stirred first, his eyes slowly opening to find himself nestled against Katsuki Bakugo. He smiled, feeling a rush of affection as he watched his husband's peaceful expression. They had come a long way from their days at U.A. High School, now settled into a life they had built together as pro heroes and parents.

Gently, Kirishima shifted closer, pressing a kiss to Bakugo's forehead. Bakugo stirred, his eyes fluttering open. He smirked, pulling Kirishima closer. "Morning, Ei," he murmured, his voice rough with sleep.

"Morning, Katsu," Kirishima replied softly, his heart swelling with love.

They lay there for a moment, simply enjoying the quiet intimacy. Kirishima traced patterns on Bakugo's bare chest, revelling in the warmth of their connection. It was a rare, tender moment amidst the chaos of their lives.

"You know," Kirishima said quietly, "I still can't believe how lucky I am to have you."

Bakugo snorted, though his eyes were filled with affection. "Damn right you're lucky."

Kirishima laughed softly, pressing a kiss to Bakugo's lips. "You're such a softie in the morning."

Bakugo growled playfully, pulling Kirishima closer. "Only for you, idiot."

Their lips met in a deeper kiss, a slow, tender exploration that spoke of years of love and shared experiences. Kirishima's hand tangled in Bakugo's hair, and Bakugo's grip on Kirishima's waist tightened.

Just as the kiss began to intensify, a small voice broke the moment. "Daddy? Papa?"

They broke apart, both turning to see their five-year-old daughter, Akari, standing in the doorway. She rubbed her eyes, her hair a mess of crimson curls that matched Kirishima's.

"Akari-chan," Kirishima said, sitting up and reaching out for her. "What's wrong, sweetheart?"

Akari shuffled over, climbing onto the bed and snuggling between her parents. "I had a bad dream," she mumbled, her small voice trembling.

Bakugo's expression softened as he stroked her hair. "It's okay, sunshine. We're here now."

Kirishima wrapped his arms around both Bakugo and Akari, creating a protective cocoon. "Do you want to tell us about your dream?" he asked gently.

Akari shook her head, clinging to Bakugo's shirt. "Can I stay here with you?"

"Of course," Bakugo replied, kissing the top of her head. "You're always safe with us."

They lay there in a comforting silence, the early morning light casting a golden hue over their little family. Kirishima looked at Bakugo, his eyes filled with gratitude and love. They had built something beautiful together, and moments like these made all the hardships worth it.

"Daddy, can we have pancakes for breakfast?" Akari asked, her voice brightening as the fear of her dream faded.

Bakugo smiled, pressing a kiss to her forehead. "Sure, sunshine. Let's all go make breakfast together."

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The kitchen soon filled with the smell of pancakes cooking and the sound of laughter. Akari sat on the counter, happily mixing the batter with Kirishima's help, while Bakugo handled the griddle, flipping pancakes with practiced ease.

"Careful, sunshine," Bakugo said, watching Akari intently. "Don't spill the batter."

Akari giggled, her eyes sparkling. "Okay, Daddy!"

Kirishima chuckled, his heart full. He loved seeing Bakugo in this domestic setting, balancing his fierce nature with the tender care he showed for their daughter. It was moments like these that made their lives so rich and fulfilling.

As they sat down to eat, Akari chattered excitedly about her plans for the day, her fear from earlier completely forgotten. Kirishima and Bakugo exchanged a fond glance, knowing they would do anything to keep their little girl happy and safe.

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After breakfast, Bakugo took Akari outside to play while Kirishima cleaned up the kitchen. He watched them through the window, his heart swelling with love as he saw Bakugo lift Akari into the air, her delighted laughter echoing through the yard.

Once the kitchen was clean, Kirishima stepped outside, joining his family. Bakugo handed Akari to him, and she squealed with joy as Kirishima spun her around.

"You're flying, Akari-chan!" Kirishima said, laughing.

"Higher, Papa!" she cried, her eyes shining with excitement.

Bakugo watched them with a soft smile, his eyes filled with pride. As Kirishima set Akari down, Bakugo pulled him into a quick kiss. "You're pretty amazing, you know that?"

Kirishima grinned, his eyes twinkling. "I learned from the best."

They stood there for a moment, their foreheads resting together, a silent exchange of love and gratitude. Akari's laughter brought them back, and they joined her in her games, their hearts full and their bond stronger than ever.

In the quiet of the morning, surrounded by love and laughter, Kirishima and Bakugo knew they had everything they could ever want. They had each other, they had their daughter, and they had a future filled with endless possibilities.

And as the sun continued to rise, casting a warm glow over their little family, they embraced the day, ready to face whatever came their way.