MHA/BNHA Boyfriend scenarios *discontinued*

|Mornings, Mornings, Glorious Mornings ✅|

Izuku Midoriya

You pulled yourself upright, gritting your teeth when the cold air shot at your bare skin. You didn't know why your night-self decides to sleep in a sports bar and underwear, but every evening you seem to forget that pyjamas exist. You peered around the room and swiped your boyfriend's shirt that was abandoned on the floor. It was a lot warmer. You then buried yourself back under the blankets, unknowingly letting cold air wake Midoriya.

He groaned quietly and begun to stir, woozily turning towards you. You found his waist under the sea of quilts and shifted your body closer to him, feeling his warm skin under your hand.

"Good morning," You whispered, your voice hushed and soft. Midoriya's eyes finally unstuck and he focused his vision on the outline of your face. It was too dark to see your features clearly. Although he could make out your eyes with the small smudges of golden light that escaped through the curtains.

"Mhm," His vocal cords didn't like him this morning, so he just stretched his hand over to yours and gently patted it. He was too tired, his legs felt heavy and achy.

You felt yourself smiling, he was so gorgeous.

Katsuki Bakugo

Bakugo was at peace for once. He was propped against the kitchen island, a steamy cup of tea held in one hand, watching the sunrise. He'd woken up early. So early all he could do was switch the kettle on, so he was only in his grey boxers. His blonde hair was dishevelled. Red eyes still barely pried open.

"Mornin', Handsome," A voice piped up from the doorway. Your voice was soft and croaky from sleep.

"Hiya, babe," Bakugo mumbled and lifted his arm, wanting a hug. You padded over and tiredly tucked yourself into his side, winding your arms around his mid-rift. His arm fell around you.

"It's too early, Katsuki," You mumbled, fluttering your eyelids shut and melting even further into his warmth.

"Yeah, whatever, I couldn't sleep," He sipped his tea. Subconsciously rubbing your back with his fingers. He loved how quiet and peaceful it was, no matter how much his eyes hurt from the bright morning sun.

Shoto Todoroki

You silently slipped back into your bedroom, two mugs clasped in your hands; one black coffee and one English Tea (with milk). It was a dark, rainy morning and Todoroki managed to get the weekend off work. He was absolutely shattered and slept till 10, which was pretty late for him. Now he was stirring awake, combing his slightly-greasy hair off his forehead.

"Hiya, My love," You whispered, pressing his coffee into his hand.

"Thank you," He mumbled, still not entirely there. He let you plant a sweet kiss on his cheek.

You carefully clambered onto the blanket, trying not to spill your drink. Todoroki held the quilt up so you could squeeze in next to him. It was your old bedroom at your parents' house. You and Todoroki had come over for a quick visit which ended up a lot longer than planned. Your dad had kept checking in to make sure Todoroki wasn't doing anything to his little girl, even though you both were like 20 and consenting adults. (Nothing happened, by the way. If your dad asks ;-).)

You leant on Todoroki. Feeling how warm his skin was through his thin T-shirt. He shifted his leg to touch yours, playfully tapping your foot with his. You tapped back, watching as he smiled softly.

Eijiro Kirishima

Kirishima had been awake for a few minutes. You were swaddled up on top of him, a fluffy blanket pulled over you two. The night before you two had a Harry Potter marathon just because Kirishima said he's only seen the first one and that annoyed you. He grinned fondly at the stupid things that you did previously. The living room was an explosion of sticky sweets, spilt drinks and crushed pillows.

He'd been fiddling with your messy hair, more than once removing a sweet wrapper that had had been tangled into the strands. You eventually awoke, every groggy and sticky.

"Oh, hey Kiri," You gave him a slow and tired smile.

He chuckled, "Hey, Babe."

You let you head collapse back onto Kirishima's chest, way to knackered to do anything.

"Yo do you know what I want?"

Kirishima had no trace of any morning voice, he just sounded like his normal self.

"What?" Your voice was muffled because of his thick jumper.

"A kiss~"

You buried your face further into his shoulder. "You can see Bakugo later, then."

You shut your eyes and felt him playfully bop the top of your head, "Meanie."

Denki Kaminari

You watched as Kaminari podded around the bathroom, you were brushing your teeth, he was tiredly trying to find the towels. The shower was on, his shirt off and he was too asleep to fetch his shampoo. You shook your head and quietly went into the bedroom, your toothbrush dangling from your mouth. Legit his shampoo-body thing was on the bedside table. Grabbing it, you returned to the bathroom.

"Don't use my stuff," You said, Kaminari already naked and opening your body wash.

"Why? I can't find mine," He mumbled, beginning to rub the soap on to his hair.

"That's not for your hair, Love."

"Yeah it is."

"A'ight sure, your stuff is here," You said nonchalantly, placing the bottle on the bath ledge. You went away to spit the toothpaste out, turning the cold tap on-

"OW!"

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I changed Kiri's ending cos it was too cringy- even for me 😂♥️