Against All Odds (BakuDeku Series #1)

02

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As Katsuki and Izuku stood at the altar, their expressions showed a mix of resignation and discontent.

The day was supposed to be one of joy and celebration, but the loveless marriage they had been forced into had taken away any semblance of happiness.

Katsuki: "Izuku, I stand before you today not because I wanted this marriage, but because it was expected of us. I'm not promising you happily ever after, love, or a perfect life. But I am promising you my commitment and my protection, because that's what our union demands."

Izuku: "Katsuki, I also stand here out of duty, not out of a burning desire to marry you. But I promise to honor our vows and be faithful to you. I can't promise you romantic love, but I can promise to respect."

The ceremony proceeded with a sense of obligation rather than excitement, and as they exchanged their vows, it was clear that this was a wedding they both dreaded rather than looked forward to.

The priest's words echoed mechanically in their ears as they recited the traditional vows, their voices flat and lacking any genuine emotion.

Even the applause and congratulations from the small group of guests seemed to fade into the background, as if the entire event was happening far away from them.

As the ceremony concluded and they turned to face their guests, both Katsuki and Izuku wore tight smiles, hiding the reality of their discontent and disappointment.

As They approach their high school classmates.
The brownette girl greet the newly wedds couple. "Oh! Hello there newly wedds!" the brownette girl protest.

"Shut the fuck up pink cheeks." The greenette tries to gesture the blonde to be nice. But instead answering, he walk away. Avoiding the poor little bean. "Geez... Typical Bakugo-kun..."
The brownette once again protest.

"Let him. He'll eventually change." "You always on his side." Ochako said with a hint of annoyance in her voice. Really, cause Izuku always on his Kacchans side.

After the ceremony, the reception felt like a chore, with the two of them going through the motions of greeting guests and sitting through speeches.

The traditional wedding rituals, like the cake-cutting and first dance, seemed like hollow traditions, lacking any significance in their loveless marriage.

As the night wore on, the exhaustion and weariness in their eyes grew more pronounced, a stark contrast to the laughter and cheer around them.

As the night progressed, Katsuki and Izuku grew more detached from the festivities.

They found themselves sitting in a secluded corner, sipping on champagne and watching the other guests dance and celebrate.

The atmosphere seemed surreal and detached from their reality, as if they were watching a movie rather than experiencing it themselves.

The only sound between them was the clinking of glasses, as they both silently acknowledged their own disappointment in the lack of genuine emotion or connection in their marriage.

This isn't happening, how can it felt surreal? The crimson boy thought. As he watch his partner chuckling with the guests. But how can he felt like that?