Pancakes Really Worth Marrying For: A BakuDeku Thread

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The first thing that Izuku was aware of when he woke up was the smell of pancakes.

It wasn't just pancakes, of course. Kacchan had to much pride to make something as simple as 'just pancakes' for breakfast. No, Izuku could smell an entire feast in the air.

Eggs, bacon, sausage, coffee, and even though he couldn't smell it, he knew that there was a carton of freshly chilled orange juice on the table, just for him.

He hummed happily, a smile already curling the edges of his lips.

Kacchan treated him so well.

Speaking of the blond, it was he who'd woken Izuku up, running large, calloused hand gently through his hair in order to wake him from his slumber.

"Mmmm, Kacchan..."

"Wake up, nerd," Katsuki rumbled, smirking down at him. "Time for breakfast."

Izuku hummed, pressing his cheek into the hand as it moved down to cup his cheek, a thumb tracing across his freckles.

"'Kay..."

It takes effort, especially when he's still still mostly asleep, but the call of food is stronger than his calling slumber.

Which means that eventually he's seated in his chair at the table, orange juice already poured into his glass and food being placed in front of him by his boyfriend, complete with little lit candles.

"Happy birthday, Deku," Katsuki murmurs, pressing a kiss to his temple.

Izuku grins sleepily, and blows, wishing for a good birthday.

Then again, how could it get better than it is right now, here with his true love?

"This looks amazing, Kacchan, thank you," he says, smiling at his lover as he sits in the chair next to him with his own plate.

Katsuki snorts, rolling his eyes and picking up his fork.

"Shut the fuck up," he replies with no heat behind his words. "It's less than what you really deserve."

Izuku hums, but whether it's in agreement or because he just took a giant bite of his pancakes Katsuki can't tell.

Strawberry cheesecake pancakes. His favorite out of all of the 13 kinds of pancakes that Katsuki can make, just the right amount of fluffy creaminess that never fails to make his eyes flutter shut with happiness.

"God, Kacchan, you really went all out, huh?" he mumbles.

"Like I said, less than what you deserve."

They eat in comfortable silence, punctuated by Izuku's happy mumbles, and Katsuki's chuckles at his puffed up, chipmunk cheeks.

"God, I could marry you alone for the way you make these pancakes," Izuku groans, taking another bite.

It's not the first time that he's said this. Katsuki only makes these special pancakes for his birthday, and every time, Izuku says the same thing.

But it /is/ the first time that Katsuki gulps down his food, wipes his mouth, looks at him, and says...

"So do it."

Izuku's eyes shoot up, wide with shock.

"...What?" he mumbles, food falling from his still full mouth.

But he couldn't pay that any attention because what?

WHAT?

Katsuki shrugs, reaching behind the orange juice that Izuku hadn't touched this morning due to his already -

- full glass and pulling out a black ring box.

Izuku swallows hard, all of the food in his mouth going down at once and leaving a faint ache in his throat, but he couldn't pay that any attention because what??

/WHAT/????

The blond cracks open the box and there is the most -

- beautiful ring that Izuku has ever seen.

A silver band, surrounded gorgeously cut diamonds.

Blood red rubies, the exact color of Katsuki's eyes surrounding a larger diamond in the center.

All nestled into black satin fabric.

Izuku feels like he can't breathe, and it's /terrible/ that this is happening while he's in old, ratty All Might underwear with syrup dripping from his chin, and he can already feel himself tearing up, big fat wet ones that only come from overwhelming happiness.

"You say every year that you could marry me for my cooking," Katsuki murmurs as he pulls the ring from the box, slipping it onto his still pancake sticky finger. "I figured we should finally make that into a reality."

Izuku chokes on a sob, watery green eyes meeting content red.

"So what do you say, Deku? Are my pancakes really worth marrying for?"

Izuku sobs again, and then again, and then he's tackling the blond man, their chairs crashing loudly to the floor.

"HEY!" Katsuki yells angrily, but then Izuku is kissing him, his lips sticky with syrup and wet with tears and he's grinning the brightest, happiest grin that -

- Katsuki has ever seen on his face.

"Yes! Yes, of course, I'll marry you, oh my god," He says, mumbling his happiness between eager kisses that Katsuki does his best to return.

"Dek-mm! De-mmph! Deku-ah! Goddammit-!"

But Izuku isn't listening.

Eventually, Katsuki just gives up, laying back on the floor while the smaller male presses happy kisses to his face.

He doesn't let up for a long while, and he doesn't stop smiling for the rest of the day.

It only gets wider when Denki hollers across the room during his -

- party at their house...

"IS THAT A FUCKING ENGAGEMENT RING?!"

His mom cries.

He cries.

His friends cry.

Katsuki smirks smugly, his ring on his own finger.

All in all, it's the best birthday he can ever remember having.

And when it's all over, and their laying in bed with their rings glistening in the moonlight of their open window, Izuku can't help but remember his wish during breakfast.

Who knew his birthday would actually get better?

~THE END~

HAPPY BIRTHDAY DEKU

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