Maid for You (Katsuki x Izuku)

Dangerous Love

A/N it's been awhile but it's finally break so yaaaaay. This is more of a Christmas special. There's really not much left to do. This might be a little rushed but eh...
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Izuku POV

Hungry lips crashed into mine, stealing my breath away just like how he stole my heart, unexpected and quick.

His tousled hair made me run my hands through the ash blond locks.

Our breathing was labored.

I smiled knowingly.

"That's a nice way to wake up."

"We should do it more often."

"I'll pass your stinky morning breath is enough to knock out a grown man."

"Then what does that make you hmmmm?"

"Still your girlfriend just a little more kick ass."

"Oi that's a f*cking bad word."

"Oh so you're allowed to cuss but I'm not?"

"Damn straight."

"I wonder about that..."

"Get your ass up I'm hungry."

"For what? My lips?"

"Yes but fooood first."

"And you need to brush your teeth too."

"Yeah yeah. You're no spring flower either."

"Hey! Not as bad as your breath though."

He grumbled and rolled off the bed.

Now he was on the ground groaning.

"Haha that's your own fault."

"Not my damn fault if you take the whole bed you—."

"Finish that sentence I dare you."

"Whatever..."

His eyes then lit up, that's not good.

I tried to escape his hold but two muscular arms wrapped around me dragging me to the floor.

I landed with a 'thump.'

He started to tickle me but we were interrupted by a booming voice, "OI BRATS GET YOUR ASSES DOWN HERE OR I'LL PERSONALLY WHIP BOTH OF YOUR ASSES!"

Ah the kind and loving Mitsuki.

Kacchan shouted down the stairs, "MERRY CHRISTMAS TO YOU TOO OLD HAG!"

Wait... it's Christmas?

I totally forgot!

Did I even get Kacchan a gift?

Crap.

Okay.

Don't freak.

Oh yeah I did get him a present. Kami-Sama really pulled through with that one.

I ran down the stairs not bothering to change out of my green T-Rex onesie. Kacchan still had on his yellow hedgehog onesie that I got him for his birthday awhile ago.

I walked in through the kitchen doors to hear the lovely Bakugous arguing for the nth time. I felt bad for poor Masaru at times like these. The guy was soft-spoken and highkey afraid of his wife and child.

"Hey guys let's not fight it's Christmas!"

"Fine..." grumbled Kacchan.