I can't siiit if you don't let go-? [ Its a horrible excuse, but technically true- he stays docile until the blonde is satisfied with the 'punishment', and he's released. Red feigns a pained look, groaning with sheepishly dropped shoulders-] itaaa...-- oh?
[ The little lick to the cheek caught him off guard- Red SMILES, scrunching up his nose- because it was both cute, and dirty... in a good way. Which unintentionally riled up the Hardy hero-] Aaaaa-~! You're teasing me! Don't tease a man who's just left work, Tsuki- I'm tight wound after work, y'know? [ He chirps, taking a step to once again invade the blondes space, the hand that had been gently seeking to be forgiven earlier, now earning a new purpose- to paw at his partners waist before taking the chance now that Katsukis hands were both busy- aka semi lethaless- and he pats his boyfriends butt.
A "well done" toosh pat pat. Eijirou then hums, grinning when told he 'was' being treated 'gently.'] ... I might bite back~. [ Smileeeee. Pleased to see Katsuki pick up the plate to beeline towards the dining table-- not before kick kick kicking him on his way past. Red takes the kicking assault without batting an eyelash-- attempting to swerve around the kicking, pick up his plate, and nag back with a sheepish smile on his face. He lingers behind just for a second to sneak a few more precut cucumbers off the cutting board to add to his mouth- shh! Katsuki won't notice. His left cheek bulging like a hamster as he talks around the food-] don't be mean to Amajiki-san! He's great, plus he's waaaay better at that stuff. He thinks you're great!
[ "He has a personality disorder, Kirishima-kun." was more along the lines of what his senpai would tell him but that's neither here or there!]
AAAAND- it's not "Crap", it's art. And if you weren't such a log when you sleep, you might enjoy one or two episodes. It's romantic. [ Eijirou rambles as he tags behind his boyfriend with a pleased smile, crunch crunching the half a cucumber he put in his mouth. Talking with his mouth full-] Ah'I naow! I'mm... jush wanted- [ Swallows. Red chuckles as he shrugs a shoulder.] I just wanted to say it like you. It always sounds manly when you say it~
[ With a soft muted sound his ceramic bowl is set down on the table, but he waits for Katsuki to be the first to sit- hovering slightly, only for a moment until the other is seated and he can half bend over to truly kiss the other mans temple. Quiet, firm. Smiling as he pivots to sit himself down, Katsukis table was nice before he could easily drag a chair closer and sit near him enough for one of their knees to touch- and he always sits there.
His scarlet eyes lingering on the refreshing noodle creation- admiring the food- before he stops to look up and watch Katsuki takes his first bite instead- with an elbow on the table, chin propped to his palm he stares. ] ... you're too sweet to me. [ With a smirk, he leeeeans over a little, whispering-] it's like you got a crush on me or something~
[ with a heh!, Eijirou sliiides back to his bowl and SITS UP STRAIGHT- firmly exclaiming from the depths of his core-] thank you for the meal! [ He STABS the mound of noodles- and twists far too many at once- oh, such graceful dish was not meant for men like Kirishima- men who would demolish them in three mouthfuls.]
Tch, you're such a pain in the ass! [And yet makes no effort for a few more seconds to let him go. Tch, don't give him that pained look! He knows it's fake shit. (And it never fails to make his chest twinge slightly. Bastard.) Hence he gets a small reward to encourage his trouble maker lover back to the table.]
You're one to talk. [Teasing him and everything. Coming up and embracing him, chin on his shoulder, standing so close he feels the warmth from Red's body ghosting through his clothes. Dammit, you know what they do when they're together! Some of it's sexy. A lazy smirk hooks the corner of his mouth and he cants his head an inch closer to be a pure 100% brat.] How tight?
[If his man's gonna talk potential double entendres before dinner, he'd better be ready for the consequences. Should've know this would backfire on him. Should've seen it coming. But nope! A second's all he gets with both hands claimed before a naughty paw goes for his ass, patting fine muscle and earning a yelp from the explosive hero.] Dammit! Go sit down before I slaughter you!
[Or fuck him on the counter. Either one works. Snarl. He'll bite back. Way to induce a shudder right up his spine. So many memories of those teeth on his body, from playful nips to full-blown orgasm-calling chomps. Don't think he didn't notice a cucumber thief! ... but Eijirou earned them, so nothing said. He hooks a foot round the leg of a chair and pulls it out halfway, enough to slide his butt onto the seat and take it properly.
Only to grumble a bit when lips nuzzle into his temple and a proper kiss is stolen and planted upon his head. Ugh, how many times does he have to tell this man to sit the fuck down and eat? He's the one who said he was hungry on the way over! Plate tabled, utensils procured, and now drinks (once his boyfriend's seated and thus "locked in" to his position). Up he gets.]
Uh-huh. Then you invite him and see what he does.
[Katsuki doesn't think it has shit to do with a disorder and more the guy won't buck himself up and learn to get over his damn shyness. Not like the guy's even mentioned some traumatic experience leaving him in such a way. Eijirou completely reinvented himself before coming to U.A., and that took a shit ton of soul searching, determination, practice, and other things he's pretty damn sure Amajiki could do if he wanted to put in the effort.]
Art crap. [There, amended his statement. Water, juice, wine (if Red's feeling fancy), and tea. A quartet of drinks return with him to the table and he once more seats himself to start in on the meal. Chopsticks dug into the noodles for a quick tossing before he brings a mouthful to his lips.] I'd rather sleep!
[Implying he'd watch some episodes half-asleep. Right. Slurping up the trail of noodles, Katsuki glances to the side with eyes resting on his body. A macho man, elbow on table, chin in palm, gazing at him with a sweet adoring expression. Ready to say a sweet adoring thing. The blonde's eyes flatten and his brows follow suit in a nonplussed visage. Someone has way too much love on his hands if he's gonna postpone food for this.]
Shut up and choke. [Said with such grumpiness even as a "stray" leg just so happens to move under he table and nuzzle his knee to the other man's. Nothing to see here, nothing to note or feel, not like he's happy with stupid words and warm heart talking sappy to him.] You had a crush first.
[ Red is TURNING AROUND faster than his neck can snap, and he smirks (!!), squinting a little secretive how dare you while crunching on his stolen cucumber. He'll remember that one later.
Its not until he sits that Katsuki gets up- which makes the Hardy Hero turn to watch him move around the dining space, a wry smile growing on Eijirous face as he watched the blonde tend to them- to him. Katsuki was good at everything he did, and he looked great doing it too. Broad and toned, the way he moved so confidently around his own home, like he owned it (he did but still.) So, maybe he's smitten a little bit. Sue him! ] ... romantic art 'crap', mm. Thanks, babe. [ The drinks were a full circle of good choices and one dehydrating one-- Regular Eijirou would pick the tea; buuuut, with a pointed mischievous shine in his eyes he plucks up the glass of wine.]
I'm off duty tomorrow~
[ Red gives the blonde an animated wag of his brows as he takes a short sip; shuddering because wine wasn't his preference, but it took the edge off.] nmmm, yikes- who bought this? [ He SMACKS his lips. It was dry. But he takes another hard swing before putting it down, to smile back up to the other man--
He griiiiins at the incriminating words, You had a crush first, before offering a casual shrug and nod of his spiked head as if saying Yeah, you got me there. Turning back to the fancy bowl of food he pauses, and smiles wider- pretending he doesn't feel Katsukis knee under the table. As a Pro you have to become good at feigning things, sometimes it came with the costume- to play a part, and play along.
Playing along with Katsukis antics in private was his favorite.] ... yeah, but I got yoooou to crush on me back~ [ With the confidence of a man who got Katsuki Bakugou to date him, he SMIIILES from his seat, chewing with a sweet but shit-eating grin~~~]
You heard me. [Smug as fuck this one is, grinning at his man attempting to snap his own neck. Flustered over something like that? After teasing him a moment before? Ha! He has no sympathy for such a low blow.
Two glasses cupped in his fingers, deft thumb and fifth splayed out to ensure they balance side by side in his hand, Katsuki returns to the table, lowering his arm and offering one cup to Eijirou's snatch. Damn, seeing him sitting there brings a rush of emotion in his chest, nostalgia over his handsome face once more on his home. Where it should be. He's gotten used to spotting that spiky red head poking up from his couch, glowing in the morning sun as he wakes beside him, matted down in the shower as he cards his hand through crinkle crinkle. Sharp teeth between his smiling lips, a happy grin with his continuous chatter. Broad shoulders and strong back heading down the hall towards their room. Tch... He really needs to ask Eijirou to move in with him soon.]
Oh? That means you don't have a problem staying up late tonight. [And all implications rolling on his tongue and tone as they draw a smirk to his face. As if Eijirou needs to be lured into sleeping in; Katsuki's the early riser between the two of them. No mention of wine selection; he's pouring tea into his own glass, amber liquid sloshing around to three fourths full.]
No one bought it. That old bag brought it over as a gift. [Said something about "save it for a special occasion" or some shit like that. Katsuki slips a piece of meat into his mouth, chewing actions messing with his annoyed expression. She likes messing around in his personal life too much.] Don't drink it if you don't like it, idiot.
[Hmph. Eijirou's making this annoying. He's the one who had the crush first! Katsuki hadn't given a shit about any of his classmates at first! Only really focusing on Izuku out of spite and anger. Things changed over time, taking more notice of a certain red-haired macho guy who rose to his equal. Interesting, stubborn, strong, amiable, patient, happy, confident, things slowly attracting him the more he experienced with him. From bothersome start to this... and now he wants the guy to move in with him. When they can do more than bump knees under the table.]
I chose to like you back, dammit! [Yeah, no he didn't. Crush punted him right in the heart, and it pissed him off when he realized he was liking Eijirou back. Fighting it became too much a pain and he eventually demanded a date. As if to prove his crush wrong! ... It wasn't wrong.] You're not sleeping tonight.
yeaaah, I was pretending like I didn't, you flirt.
[ Smack, a hand swoops to pat! Katsuki on the toosh as he walked by him- Red was sitting and the blonde strode right by with the drinks so easy target. Smilinggggg up at the owner of the apartment as he does so- Red Riot was no stranger to butt smacking his mates. Well, with consent of course! Usually he keeps his hands to himself!
The smile turns wry at the mention of staying up late. A playful glint in his eyes proves intention, but Eijirou is quick to feign innocence as he purses his lips, half thoughtful and half sour from the dry wine coating his pallete. Yuck, but also, mm? He grins a bit, shrugging broad shoulders at the sign of an invitation to stay over- ] I dunnooo... I've been staying over waaay too much, no? Your neighbors are gonna complain. [ With a sad POUT, the full grown man peeks up at his boyfriend- he wasn't fishing at all. ] They're gonna think there's funny business going on, wouldn't want that~
[ Red eyes follow Katsuki as he serves himself tea, how conservative- with a relaxed smile Eijirou leans into the cup of win, sips and cringes again- smacking his lips again. ] Mmmmmm, classy~ Heh, your mom picks them good. [ Per usual complimenting the lady as much as possible as he rubs the tint of wine off his lips with the back of his palm; putting the cup aside- ] ... I like it~ [ Sorta.] I'm just not a wine guy.
C'mon, sit and eat. [ He wont eat unless Katsuki does too, so he waits for the other to serve his tea, meanwhile admiring the way the blonde meticulously serves it, watching the way his right arm moves- he's recovered fully by now, proven to overcome the PT. Eijirou can't help catching himself staring at his scarred up arm though...
Eyes snap back up, smiling again-] hm? HEH-! [ Chuckling, a laugh that tickled up his broad chest up to his shoulders- he leans back into his chair with a scoff-] is that what you call it? I literally hounded you! All first and second year- admit it. [ He leans over in his chair aaaaall the way, smirking happily- teasing the blonde into submission-] addmiit i-- [ Pause. He smirks at the little threat at the end- an eyebrow hooking in question. His head tiiilts to the side, hushing between then-] oooh? You signed me up for Over Time or somethin'? mm?
Oy! [Don't hit him on the ass if you don't wanna start something! Cheeky paw, liable to get Red into some trouble with frisky antics. Serve him right if a cup ends up dumped on his head. Big difference between smacking Katsuki's butt compared to Denki. Denki doesn't have the right to pin said redhead to the wall and growl into his neck while making out with his pulse point in revenge for the strike.]
Tch! [An elbow drops bone and all on the table and his props the side of his head in his palm like a petulant teenager being told off for a bad score. This bastard's sitting yonder teasing him with feigned innocence. He knows, doesn't he! How many times has Ejirou stayed over at his place now? Since he moved in, once a week barring travel at the very minimum. Enough he has his own drawer of clothes and a small toiletry bag nestled unique and kept in Katsuki's room. In goes a wad of noodles and vegetables, munching away with telltale jaw churning.]
I don't give a shit what those stupid extras think. They should know you're my boyfriend by now, unless they're fucking morons. [Goodnight kisses, sleepovers which don't see the brawny hero's car leaving till morning. It's obvious to anyone with half a brain they're together. To say nothing of what's been shown or talked about on television, regardless of Dynamight's ire.] If you're that worried about what they think, make it official and move in with me.
[Dude, if you don't like the wine, don't drink it. Says his eyes as they stare flat and wry from ashen lashes and choppy bangs. Already told his mom he didn't like the dry kinds, but there she goes. Ironic how wine matches their hair, with dark red for Kirishima and light yell for Bakugou. Go figure.] Use a napkin, not your hand, you heathen.
[Sheesh. He's already sitting and eating, so Red better start digging in. Yeah, no more trouble from his right arm minus the scarring and getting tired faster or hurting more than his left. While he prides himself on getting it back to "normal", there's no escaping the disastrous damage and desperate repairs. It'll never be as 100% as his left arm, just like his heart and lungs putting a time limit on how intense he can fight. Nothing as damning as the Todoroki family, but too hard and too long can leave his chest aching and his breath short. Requires a short break to cool down before he can go again. Luckily we're talking almost an hour of non-stop full-bore intensity to reach that stage.]
The hell do I have to admit? You were the one chasing me, dammit! [Bakugo's the one who decided when he finally wanted to accept those dogged affections. Even if it came from frustrating realizations he liked the guy back. Bastard wore him down with his stubborn determination and he found it too damn attractive to get away. Teeth grit between his lips, heralding a bare foot knocking his heel to Red's shin. Brat.]
[ Innocence in his voice which is also riddled with amusement at the snarky response- he holds up both hands in defense, mildly held up barely to his chest before smiling big. The chuckle that ran through him was genuinely bemused, he knew Katsuki secretly liked the attention- the more passionate the response the better. Even if sometimes it earned him a bite or two. Love bites, he called them. Plus, Red Riot was lucky he landed such a great PR Team!
They keep his over touchy demeanor on check- yes, he does the hovering hand + side-hug combo with his fans more times than not. ]
Hn, some people still chose to be politely ignorant, y'know? [ Red was usually proud of defending those who needed defending- so if some older, more conservative folks preferred to keep to 'the old' ways when it came to sexuality- he wasn't there to educate anyone as long as they were respectful about it. It didn't mean Red allowed intolerance to stand before him, though. He was ready to deter haters, hecklers, and arrest anyone going too far. Hell, he's been placed on temporally leave for 3 WHOLE DAYS for decking an anti-fan. A stalker really, who kept well... stalking them. The best 3 day staycation of his career. ] ... sooome people are just too old to get it- plus, your neighbors are nice. Wouldn't want them to complain, is all.
.... ? [ He's not the type to cause trouble when he's not in his uniform- so the idea of Katsuki getting reprimanded because of him was unacceptable. Eijirou tried to be polite every time he came around- help the older ladies with their bags (they flirted with him, it was cute!), helped get a cat down from wherever was too high, helped a young couple move a couch- heck, he wasn't only trying to be a Likable Pro Hero, he wanted to be a nice neighbor too. Erhm, semi-neighbor.
Crimson eyes snap up from the mouthful of noodles he was slurping up- Make it official and move in with me. Eijirou stares for a long second, until his eyebrow hooks up, his toothy grin grows as he chews through the delicious, cold noodles- ] ... is that your way of asking me to move in with you?
[ He's smug as he quips back, but there's a gentleness to his eyes- he notices the way the blonde man sits there semi-pouting prior to offering. Eijirou wasn't that dense; he could tell something had been weighing on his partners mind for some time now, weeks he'd noticed the way Katsuki had (potentially) been demanding him to stay over on days Red usually ducked back home in the middle of the night. When the redhead would feign having to 'water his plants' only for the blonde to snark back 'your plants are plastic, doofus.' Hey, they still needed someone to dust them off!
Small instances Red noticed from the corner of his eye. Instead of packing Reds clothes into his duffle bag, Katsuki was folding it into a drawer. He excused it by growling about hating his clothes laying around- then suddenly he had a drawer for his things. And the other night, at Todorokis birthday party- Mina had asked where her team could send her promotional Hero PR package for Red, to which Katsuki had answered for him to send it to his place because 'might as well.' Whatever that meant. That night he had stayed over though- he'd requested to 'be sent home', a request the blonde shut down immediately- they slept together since he had indulged too much and drunk Eijirou tended to get frisky. And in his drunkenness he remembered muttering most of the night 'I gotta goo home' but untangling himself from Katsuki had just been impossible...
"You are home, stupid" was all he got before blacking out. ]
your rent will go up. [ He says out of nowhere, staring still from his seat at the table- his tone was gentle, but cautious; as if warning the other man of the Offer he just put on the table. He waits, only to put his chopsticks down, licking over his lips, a thumb rubbing the side of his mouth before he turns to face his boyfriend again. Full body pivot. A hand reaching out to grab Katsukis chair, and he does a 50/50 chair pull and chair scoot to force them closer. He leans a bit to watch his handsome boyfriend- ] ... ... and I'll be in your space, all day. Every day. [ Another gentle warning, this was starting to sound as if Katsuki wasn't the only one thinking about this alternative.
Eijirous eyebrows softened as he offers, again-]
and you hate when I leave the used towel in the bathroom...
[ It will DRY if you HANG IT???? We don't always have to use a brand new one! ]
Like hell I am! [He's trying to eat, dammit! Katsuki scoffs as he lifts another bite to his mouth, barely giving the idea consideration before chomping down on his chopstick.] As long as they aren't stupid about it.
[Bakugo raged at his boyfriend's 3-day leave for taking out a fucking stalker. A STALKER!! A criminal offense! And Red's the one who got the slap on the wrist?! There's still some massive bad blood between Dynamight and the decision makers on that shit show, especially when he slammed down concrete evidence the man had stalked them. And not even out of admiration or attraction, but out of spite and dislike. A stalking anti-fan. Yeah, he was ready to take the case to court before Best Jeanist stepped in to settle things.]
No one's complained since I got the place, idiot. And you've clawed the walls before.
[It'll be fine. Why else did Eijirou think he would straight up suggest the redhead move in with him? Not the first time the blonde's thought of the idea, and not the first time he's almost said it, before cutting back when realizing it wasn't the right time. Now? Now's not the best time, but it's a right time. He isn't demanding an answer either, only putting the idea into his boyfriend's head to make this official.]
The hell does it sound like?! You want me to put it in writing?! [Ugh, this bastard! He shoves another clump of greens in his mouth and dumps his jaw on his free hand, chewing aggressively at his mouthful. Tch, simple yes or no or maybe or i'll think about it, but dammit, he's gotta throw it coy right back at him. Fucking tired of seeing Eijirou ditch his requests for him to stay over longer. Was he afraid of the commitment? Did his nerves frazzle over sharing an apartment in the same way he felt overwhelmed by his own agency opening? Or did he think he and Katsuki weren't compatible living together? All questions he figured the sturdy hero would foist and dawdle on.]
You're bringing your own income, idiot. [Slaps it down without batting an eye. He won't suggest joining their finances; that's something both should keep separate. Red eyes flick upward, noting his man's expression and tone as he sets his chopsticks down. Thumb across his mouth's corner, kidnapping a stray fleck of ginger dressing for his tongue's absent slide. But when hands captures the side of his chair, he sits up slightly, lifts his jaw from his hand, and lowers his own utensils. This suddenly turns serious. Pulled in, driven closer, body tensing. Here comes the warnings, protests, excuses, and other buffers. He'll destroy every one of them.]
You'll learn to use a new one every week. [Or they'll continue to do the same they always did, with Katsuki throttling the towel at Eijirou, yelling about why the fuck's the stinky thing still on the door, before stomping off with it to the rest of the laundry (after hanging up a fresh one). Towel makes it to the hook after others showers. A week and a half later... rinse and repeat. Fuck, if his boyfriend weren't more muscle for brains, he'd suspect the sturdy hero did it on purpose for attention.]
[ Okay, fair. He's not sure why he didn't think about that.
Eijirou held the position of looming, chair hostage, while Katsuki gave him enough grace to acknowledge his offers (warnings) related to them living together. This was serious! The idea of living together with his favorite person in the whole world was, of course, enticing- but not one to make so lightly.
Sero and Denki had tried to live together after graduation. Horrible mess. They fought about a mini fridge and Sero ended up almost moving back home with his parents.
They weren't them-- but it was an easy thing to weight against their possibilities earlier on in their relationship. If you would have asked Red about it after graduation he would have gnawed his nails off from the nerves...
Now? He couldn't think of anything better then to share a space with Katsuki. It pained him every time he forced himself to leave the other- it wasn't even a yearning thing anymore, but an abcense to his spirit that lingered when the blonde wasn't around. When he laid in his bed in his apartment- it felt foreign, like staying at a hotel for a weekend. It wasn't home. His home lived five blocks away in a slightly, better district and view. The only reason he stopped himself from putting the offer out there was... well-
Katsuki was a neat freak. It was cute usually, but the last thing he wanted was to ick his boyfriend into resenting his decision. Also, Katsuki never actually asked! It was always offhanded remarks, or aloof quips just like the one tonight- you should just live here. Yes, it would be easier then going back and forth- but easy isn't always Good. So, Eijirou did what any non-pushy,non-clingy, not-totally-anxiously-waiting-to-be-asked slash Cool, Chill Boyfriend would do...
He chuckled and answered, "Yeah, right~?" every time, but never actually took steps to move in. But oh, did he really, really want to. ]
okay... so, I pay half the rent. Fair. [ That was a given- but he's being serious right now so he says it out loud. A promise.
With a steady stare, his crimson eyes slowly squint, scanning Katsukis resting, confident face- if he was so confident about these answers- why not just ask him?! Eijirou slowly tilted his head at the towel remark, shutting his eyes with a soft huff!-] I can-! I can uuuse a new one every time, I just forget to... pick it up. I can pick it up. [ He proclaims, he believes in himself- Katsuki is worth it.
Slowly he leans over to invade his mans space, broad arms bending at the elbow as he planks there to get to eyelevel with him, expression genuinely serious, but he smiles again-] what about being in your space all day? hn? What are we gonna do if I drive you nuts one day, huh?
[ After a second, a smile slowly grows on his cheek- a cheeky grin. ] "Nuts" in a bad way, I already know you're crazy about me~ [ Those sharky teeth peek as he smiiiiles wider. ]
[He loves you, Red, but he knows you can be kinda stupid at times. Offering to move in together isn't something he threw out lightly, having taken time and considerations over the past months to decide whether he himself is willing to do that. He likes his own space, prefers things at his own speed and preference, his temper's explosive and he can be demanding as fuck about shit. Eijirou living with him means compromising on basically all of that.
Oy, don't compare the two of them with Duracell and Soy Face! Both those dumbasses were too laid back in different ways to ever make it work! Denki was better off living by himself until he figured out how to keep his own place. There's no way Katsuki is going to make any mistake like rooming with someone he can't get along with. And Eijirou has proven time and time again throughout the years he and Katsuki get along, are compatible, and work well together.
Despite acknowledging this is gonna be a change-- a huge change --Katsuki isn't someone who lets regrets live in his life. He has a few large ones, but those are things he has to atone for life without pacifying. Living with someone isn't on the same level. Eijirou will learn what sorts of things the blonde likes, and Katsuki will learn to compromise and accept the way the redhead is. It's... gonna be challenging, but they've spent several weekends together!
They'll take this rising challenge and utterly obliterate it like they always do. Together.]
Duh. We'll split the groceries and utilities. [How they do that is something they can work on later. Whether it's dividing the total costs, agree to take one over the other, or keep their shopping separate. Katsuki would probably want to handle the groceries, since he likes knowing what's coming into his apartment-- soon to be their apartment --and Eijirou has free access to add to the list or pick up things on his own outside the general shopping list. Shouldn't e a problem, since Class 1-A had to handle the shopping, cleaning, chores, and so forth when living at the dorm. It was training for their own place when they graduated! U.A. really was smartly planning ahead for their students' success.
Katsuki picks up his glass for another drink, then fixes Eijirou with his own serious look. Guess this is a training moment right here and now. Over towels.] Tch, trade it out at the end of the week. [Look at him, compromising. Honestly, using a new towel after every shower is a fucking ridiculous notion, considering it increases the rate of laundry exponentially. If he really wanted it each day, he'd end up getting a clothesline for the balcony and letting them dry outside in fresh air.]
We've got separate rooms until we decide we don't. [Is his answer for respective nuts. No different than the dorms, where an exasperated Katsuki stormed out of Eijirou's room and slammed the door to his own. Besides, he can always leave the apartment to cool down. Or just blast his boyfriend and all's good again. He reaches up as those strong arms cage him in, settling his hands on biceps for a mixture of copping feel and reassurance.] You're the one who's crazy about me, dumbass.
[Grumbled because Eijirou knows it's a deflection. Of course he's crazy about him! Why the hell would he be asking him to move in otherwise?!]
Full grown man nods along with the notion of a shared grocery list, split utilities, check, check- he could do that! No problem. He loves how quick Katsukis is to strike down the doubts- and warnings- he's put on the table. How the blonde sounds sure, so he's been thinking about this. If he hadn't- the blonde would voice it like always, expressing he needs more time to consider the options and make an action plan. It's why Katsuki was so good at what they did on the field, he was fast and resilient when it came to taking action. But not without thinking things through.
God, he was so hot.
Red nods stop there though- expression turning harder at the mention of sleeping in separate rooms and he slowly straightens up, alarmed- chirping back with a scoff- ] noooo way!
I-... mean....! [ Oops. A red color trickles up his jawline, and he juts out his lower lip like a petulant kid being told he couldn't play his favorite game. Worse! Play with his favorite person!
He feels strong hands touch him, his arms, Tsukis rough palms on the girth of his bicep make Eijirou settle down as he accepts the silent reassurance- how could he not? So he leans back over a bit, until their knees bump and so do their foreheads- and he siiiighs. His silly worries are not replaced by a more serious one-] please don't make me sleep in a different room?
I will literally lose my mind... You-! You might as well keep me five blocks away. A room is a lot- like- going back and forth? [ A crooked smile tugs up his cheek as he sputters- impossible!!!- and he chuckles at how insane he sounds- he leans over to rub,rub,rubs their foreheads together a bit as he complains to his boyfriend who is totally not crazy about him- and his smile grows wider.] mmm, I'll behave, I promise~
[He has no doubt in Eijirou's ability to pull off living with him. Will there be plenty of compromises? Yes, though lets be honest, likely more on the redhead's side than the blonde's. After all, he's got amazing home-handling skills and practices deserving to be emulated! But before they get into any deciding and compromising, he has to get his man's agreement. Taking aim at each doubt and protest, he blasts one after the other, crushing them into the ground with counterarguments and rationale. Of course he's thought about this! He isn't gonna invite just anyone to live with him, and he's not going to kneejerk reaction it either! Eijirou deserves his best. Friend, boyfriend, partner, roommate.
Haa? After all that, he's gonna raise a stink about separate rooms? Katsuki twitches a brow into his bangs, sharp angles even sharper to combat his boyfriend's huffing expression. A chopstick of food wanders to his mouth and vegetables crunch between his molars.] If you got an opinion, spit it out.
[Look, he said separate until they decide they don't want to be separate! His expression remains his usual RBF lock down as his throat flexes with a swallow, cords going taut while food drags down his gullet. Kinda cute Eijirou has his doubts and hesitations, then instantly flares up when sleeping separately splats on the table.] You're blushing.
[Bowl on the table once more, with his hands instead taking perch on Red's strong arms. Feeling curving swells of biceps and firm lining his triceps. Encouraging him silently to calm down and take a breath, let his head try to get around the sudden dump of potential future life all over his lap. As Eijirou eases into his space, knees bumping sending a spark of electricity racing for a place which shouldn't be coming up until later dammit, he rests his forehead against the other hero's brow, blonde spikes jutting round crimson.]
Che, you're such a whiner sometimes. [Yet impossible to keep his fondness from his tone. Such a dramatic man he's got. He draws circles with his thumbs on his boyfriend's arms, giving them a few squeezes.] Fine. Same room, Shitty Hair. [They can keep the other room set up as a bedroom on the off chance shit happens. Katsuki prides himself on his ability to keep a house and Eijirou's calm cheerful nature, but even they can get into fights. He isn't gonna kick him out-- he's not a sicko --but slamming the bedroom door in his face? ... Could happen? Dunno. They'll play it by ear when they move in.] You better not behave all the time...
[ Red eyebrows suddenly pinch together- a silent stubborn response to the accusation. A sharp smile curls up Eijirous lips though, and he GROANS at being called out for turning bashful when Katsuki put the offer of separate rooms on the table. He huffs, giving the blonde across from him a gentle purse of the lips- ] So whaaaat- ... you scared me there for a secon'!
[ What type of man would he be?! Truly, and undeniably, in love with his ideal person... but sleeping in separate bedrooms. Torture. Unmanly even.]
Am not. [ Red scoffs, pointy red brows scrunching up even further from the clear, but light, teasing his boyfriend is laying on him. Though, the firm touch on his arms doesn't go unnoticed. Its reassuring in many ways- both reminding Eijirou that whatever it was that was creating doubt was Okay, while offering a solid anker to the now. A present and a future to look ahead to, when at times the What Ifs threatened Red with a million possibilities that had his mind racing in an unknown direction anxiously... Katsukis touch held him firmly in the present.
Eijirou loved that about their relationship, it had been built on a foundation they both works very hard towards. And while he tended to be the more touchy one of the two when they were younger- a younger Kirishima couldn't keep his hands to himself!- now, the blonde Heros touch on him holds a true light when things get foggy for him.
Oh, and of course it it was hot. PDA was a rare thing when their costumes were on- but the times when Dynamight does brush up against him, heck even just checking in to see if his utility belt was on properly? Red Riot was always SMILING from ear to ear. Suuuree, he got a snippy remark back but it was work it! ]
It's something to whine about- hn, its a safety hazard, y'know? [ To sleep in separate rooms, he means. ... who's gonna watch your six? Hm? while you sleep? [ With a low, murmuring tone he teases right back. Red takes advantage of how close they were, smiling at the way Katsukis lips move as he chews quietly, fairer cheeks moving slowly-- he waits until the chewing stops to lean in further, invading Katsukis space to kiss him slowly. The subtle savory taste of their dinner still present, but Red doesn't mind, he doesn't break the kiss until his smile is growing wider like that of a mans whose just won the lottery-
Humminnnngggg a smile into Katsukis lips at the slight quip for misbehaving. He could do that, especially since Katsuki requested it so nicely. Hands finding Katsukis thighs, dragging up, rounding slightly over the toned muscle, squeezing at the rounder spot by his hips. If they weren't kissing like high-school lovers at their desks he would have pawed at his cute butt. The kiss grows warmer, slower- a ginger coated tongue peeking to greet Katsukis lower lip- just as Eijirou pulls back...
Red eyes PEEK up, stars in the center and he SMILES big and toothy- ]
We're MOVI- [ Wait, not quite. ] I'm moving! Bwwwaaaaa-! I need to get boxes!
[ Like the one-cell minded man he is, he pulls back a bit, hands sliding down his boyfriends thighs to his knees as he pushes back to THINK- face scrunching up a bit as he forms a thought-] ... I need to call the guys to help me move- OH- We're gonna have to tell the guys! OH! Moving party!
[ Once again turning to Katsuki with an excited face. Ooh, they're gonna be soooooo excited~ ]
Urusei! [He's not blushing! His food's spicy, that's all! How the hell can his man be two things at the same time. A cheerful smile on his face's bottom half, a stubborn brow furrow on top. OY! Who the hell said he could start groaning right down to his damn pants?! After spikes of flirting not but a few seconds ago! Tch, he was only putting out the offer since they'd been in separate rooms during U.A. anyways.] You weren't scared at all!
[He's never been as physical are Eijirou, bristly as fuck to other people and only starting to tolerate the other man's touches after a few weeks in school. While he's gotten a bit better over time and maturity, anyone he doesn't know is taking a gamble based on how he feels that particular moment. Compared to Eijirou who can lean on him, hug him, shove a hand in his and hold on, pop a chin on his shoulder, or pat his chest/arms down after a fight with the semi-excuse of checking him out for injuries. Semi... excuse. Most of the time Katsuki yells at him for it, but doesn't explicitly stop him from assuring his worrywart brain. Of course, when eh wants to touch Eijirou, he fucking does, because he's a brat like that.]
How the hell is it a safety hazard, dumbass?! Our dorms were one of the safest places on campus! [Eijirou didn't whine about sleeping in separate rooms when they became friends back then! Not that he had a reason to, since rooming together wasn't permitted. Still, nothing bad's gonna happen with a split-room setup, had they gone with such! Any further petulance is shut up be a leaning face and meeting lips, touching his own despite his mouth being currently half-full of chewed food. Good thing Katsuki's not a gross guy. Well, if he had just put something more solid in there, like a cherry, he'd be tempted to pass it. Like a jerk. Kissing lingers, so he swallowed, before leaning into the kiss for a return. Something softer, sweeter, with his mouth stayed shut for now. Not gonna tongue his boyfriend's mouth after a gulp of food.]
Brat... [A reverberating growl tremors pink lips, doing absolutely nothing in effort of stopping hands wandering up his thighs, cupping muscle and clothes as toned lines harden beneath his boyfriend's grip. All thanks to a damn squeeze right around the top, making his nerves jump and wanna twitch. Refuses. Too bad he's sitting down, so those greedy paws can't get to his butt. Doing so now would be a one-way ticket to the couch, no further questions or protests asked. Dinner's cold on purpose anyways. It can wait. Finally, a broken kiss, reluctant, but accepted.]
Uh-huh. [Shouldn't be a huge shock, since Eijirou had to move into the dorm at U.A., then his own place when he went Pro. This would be the third time. Likely not the last, since eventually Katsuki plans to upgrade again. He wants a house ultimately. Like his parents. Apartments are fine for now. He clicks his tongue at the idea of summoning more help.] Those assholes are gonna make it take forever!
[And they'll be pains in the butt with all their teasing, chattering, and incessant want to hang out. They'll probably turn what should be two days of packing and moving into a fucking week-long sleepover party.]
[ Is all he heard- so he reacts accordingly! Too busy filling up his mind with plans of how he would move out of his own apartment, how fast he could do it, and just how efficiently would it be to have Sero just tape everything up the day before the moving trucks arrived.
Uraraka could help him carry the stuff if he asked- she would be impressed in the way he was saving money by not hiring a crew. Tetsutetsu and him could tackle the heavy stuff. Mina and Denki-... well, they were moral support! Then as a good host Eijirou could offer them beers and dinner as a Thank You! Like in the American movies.] Uwwaa-! We can have a MOVING party, you're so smart, babe!
[ Totally Katsukis idea. Yep. ]
Nooo, nonono-! They'll help and then-... then we can do everything in a day 'nd stuff! [ Red was excited, sure packing would be immensely easy due to the fact that Eijirous things were either still in a moving box (because he was never home) or cheap furniture he didn't mind getting rid off. He had ONE real plant, which he kept in his shower because Mina told him to, the spiderplant seemed to thrive off of negligence it seemed. ] I don't have a lot of stuff, and I get get rid of, like... most of my furniture-
[ He pauses, turning to look around Katukis stylishly decorated living space- he took after his mom of course- so Eijirou turns to smile at him with a sheepish smirk, shrugging-] most of your stuff is nicer anyways?
[ There were a few things he would bring along into his new space, of course- pieces of his MANLY collecting from his dorms years! Some of his old gym pieces, more for keepsakes then use. His ultimate, mint condition Crimson Riot figure 00.3 version that came out when he bought with his first Pro Hero check(!!), and a cute limited edition Nendroid figure that came out of Katsuki the year before... A chibified version of Dynamight. His boyfriend was so cute even as a figure.
Had he seen it during one of his patrols and shamelessly walked into the store to buy it? Yes. Had it caused a huge PR scandal? Yeees. Would he do it again? YES. IT WAS THE LAST ONE! ]
... Weeell, it could use a little more red in some places~? [ Smirking, he taunts the huffing lips pressed to his cheek, Eijirou preens a big toothy smile as he nudgeees theire foreheads together, crimson hair brushing into ashen blonde, he smiles with little stars in his eyes-- a full grown, broad shoulders man was giddy from the idea of finally moving in together.] you'll get to be little spoon every night now, heh~ [ He smiiiiileesss into Katsukis cheek- like he doesn't like to be little spoon half of the time. Especially when he's sick!]
[As disgusted as he'd be to watch Hanta tape the shit out of all Eijirou's shit and drag it into the truck, it'd be stupid-but-effective in the end. They can kill themselves trying to peel all his tape off afterwards, dammit! He's not gonna help them for a second! (Though his tape eventually breaks down, so if Katsuki can live with a few bundles of boyfriend stuff sitting around the apartment...)
Yeah, their class could be one giant moving company with their Quirks, Hanta, Ochako, Momo to name specifics. He's not gonna suggest Tenya because even if the guy can get weightless items to the location at Mach 2, he can't stop so easily and that shit's gonna go flying across the country! DON'T INVITE EVERYONE!! YOU THINK HE WANTS TO HOST/COOK/PAY FOR ALL THOSE STUPID EXTRAS?! Doesn't want Eijirou doing that either!]
I NEVER SAID THAT!! HIRE A FUCKING MOVING COMPANY!! [Give them some proper business if you're just gonna pay your friends for doing the same job! And there goes his spiky-red-haired brain, whirling and chuffing and making the most out of his mental capacity. Katsuki's gonna give him such a look upon realizing his boyfriend's never bothered unpacking his usual boxes... Live where you are, idiot. Whatever, he'll make him unpack EVERYTHING when he moves in.
Bring the plant. Katsuki has a few cactus. Not in the shower.]
Let me see your furniture first. [He'll be the judge of that, buddy. As if he's gonna replace his own with Eijirou's (unless something's due for an upgrade), but he's not about to let the guy "get rid" of perfectly-good furniture when they can keep it in storage for the future or sell it to someone or give it to one of their friends who needs it. Denki could probably use some decent furniture, since Katsuki doesn't trust he picked out anything good.
Katsuki has a nerd bookshelf. Most of his collection remains back home with his parents (if they want him to take it, they'll say so, but he thinks they like keeping it for him since it reminds them of him) but some made its way here. Plus new additions. Including figures of his boyfriend. Damn right first edition mind condition! More cool than cute... though he has one...]
It's gonna have red all over it eventually. [Returning said smirk before he bites Eijirou on the cheek. Whole chomp, mouthful of cheek. Not hard, mostly a taunting gruff nom for being a sexy shit. Katsuki knows his boyfriend's never gonna grow out of his giddy childish side; it's one of his charm points.]
Haa?! You're not taller than me! You don't get to claim permanent big spoon! [He is AT MOST one centimeter taller than Katsuki.]
[Red eyebrows pinch in confusion- because technically he said 'party.' So, party. But when Katsuki mentions a moving company it dawns on him...
He can hire good people to do the job and still have a party. The dimples on his handsome face grow wider, Eijirou preens, whipping his head around to dawn his brilliant idea on his boyfriend-] uwaaa-! TRUE, you're right we can have some folks move the stuff- it's not a lot anyways- and then have a House Warming party! or- apartment warming party? Same thing.
[ He blinks when Katsuki requests to see the furniture, which sorta makes Eijirou smile- he leans over to press his face into the blondes like a spoiled, petulant grown child smiling into his favorite persons cheek.
He loves the idea of Katsuki wanting him in his space- their space. He's not sure why, they've been together for some time now, and the teenager version of himself would be jumping for joy if he heard Bakugou wanting to share rooms with him. Heck, one time he asked him to buy some cool semi-matching hoodies and he lost his shit. Now? It felt like being welcomed home after a long, long time.] mmmm, what do you wanna see? My used couch? my FANCY, ONE chair? ... maybe my awesome second-hand dresser~? [ He chuckles-] All yer'stuffs better than mine, Tsuki? [ Ah-! Eijirou wiiinces at the sudden chomp, and his chest bounces from being BITEN- instead of fighting it he leeeans into it, enjoying the subtle burn of Katsukis soft bite.
The only harm to ever come to Red Riots skin. Ever. And it was his favorite abrasion.
Then he turns his face- tugging off the bite with a little wince of his eye, as he smiles his big toothy own- trying to look scary-] ooohh... maybe you wanna see my bed~? [ Red gives him a pinched, wry smiiiiirk-
It was very rare they were slept together in his apartment. Katsukis was always far closer to work or- to mostly anything really. But on a rare occasion that Eijirou had to stay home... and the blonde visited. He'd seen his bed- at night. Sorta.
He leans over further, hands had already taking a nice spot on the blondes thighs, scouting the area subtly as they talked their wholesome conversation- by then his left hand was drawing small circles on Katsukis inner thigh with his thumb.] hm? [ Red eyes snap up to lock onto crimson- preening at the rebuttal-] I'm littteraly like one inch taller- [ Inches. Centimeters. Same thing. Eijirou grins, shrugging those broad shoulders as he leans back on his chair to somewhat turn his attention back to their dinner- but never scootching his chair away either.] maybe two~.
[ooc: i'm so sorry this got left behind! i was on vacation the entire last part of july and then everything happened when i got back in early august. this one got buried under other notifs. gomen!]
A moving party's where you fucking move shit. It's not some damn celebration with food and games.
[Gonna put a stop to that thought process before Eijirou decides to rock out to tunes while carrying a stack of books. He already sees his boyfriend's head wheels turning. Besides, a moving company's got years of experience, compared to a bunch of friends jumping in on shit none of them have done before. Mostly. Hell knows how Shouto and Momo got their shit in their rooms at U.A.
Ugh. Famous last words. Katsuki clicks his tongue, brows furrowing on his face above grit teeth. This guy's such a ball of good energy. Ticks him off... way less than it endears him to the blonde, but he's not saying that! Stupid dimples showing up on his charming smile, threatening to make his next words the go-to happening.]
Not until we get everything set up.
[Agree to his prerequisite and they can have an apartment-warming party with those other damn extras. He's not gonna have them come in and start putting shit places for them. Can you imagine everyone asking where this goes, what this is, digging into all their crap? Hell no! Uuuugh... Katsuki leans his head to the side over crossed arms as his manly man nuzzles into his face. Happy ass hedgehog.
There's a difference between wanting him in his space as a teenager going through school with only one room to his name and having his adult boyfriend moving in with him with an entire apartment to their own. He wouldn't call it the same as a shared hoodie. But getting to come home to Eijirou each night? Fuck, gonna take some getting used to.]
I said ALL of it, dumbass! [Right, chucking out "used" + "second hand" + "one" paints a pretty sorry + thrifty picture of his boyfriend's furniture choices. Definitely sounds like his shit's better than Eijirou's. Unless he's really attached to something, they'll be picking the upscale. You're not gonna be fucking scaring anyone with such a big ass smile, dork.] I've already seen your bed.
[The rare times he's actually been in Eijirou's apartment to sleep over. His always seemed to win out when it came to going to whose place. Another reason to move in. Katsuki rests his hands on his boyfriend's upper arms, thumbs tracing circles on his biceps in a mirror of what the other man's doing on his damn thighs. Two can play at this game! Red eyes lock with crimson, defiantly ready to defend his words!] A CENTIMETER!! [HUGE ASS DIFFERENCE! Not counting Eijirou's hair, which is indeed taller than Katsuki's.] Che.
[He hooks his foot around his boyfriend's chair leg and hauls it closer while he's heading towards it. There. Now he's more comfortable sitting side by side. Close enough to bump shoulders if they want. Back to food.] Make sure you tell your landlord when you plan to move out. They have to process shit.
( ooc: omg please don't be sorry!!!!!! i rlly hope u had a wonderful vacation :') claps! hehehe happy ur back and pls no worries at all. && happy kiribaku day lol )
Not until we get everything set up.
[ Eijirou shoots up, his back firmly straight and he pumps his fist-]
YOOSH!
[ Then he SMILES big and snickerrrrs- because that meant they were having a Party. A legit Party. Not a help-me-move-some-stuff-guuuys get-together party. A we're moving in together PARTY.
Their elbows bump, and his chair is pulled the mere inches left between them by Katsuki, which earns him an appreciated hum from Eijirou. He takes the chance to lean over quick, landing a quick peck to Katsukis scarred cheek. It looked smoother every day that went by, but he knew it probably still felt tender... So he is careful kissing him there. Unlike other places.]
Ooookaaay, we're look at all of it, hm. I got a few stuff I might wanna keep- [ His voice grows soft, turning to look around the plus dinning /kitchen open concept; Katsukis apartment was the coolest of them all- of course, Momo-san had her lux place, and Todoroki had settled for a modern, yet very traditional inclined home too. Even Midoriyas apartment was nice! Messy, but nice. The guy never got over collecting large amounts of memorabilia... and, work. His apartment was a files maze last time Eijirou visited briefly.] ... my stuff might look a lil' cheesy around your stuff though ? [ It's not phrased in a negative way, but mostly curious about how it would fit together. Then again, Tsuki was his coolest friend, and Eijirou would admit himself a bit cheesy- and they fit great.]
eeeeeehhhhh?
[ Red turns slowly- arching a pointy red eyebrow at his boyfriend with a wry grin- he liked the way he still perked up at competition. Eijirou leeeeans over to peer into his lovers eyes- the thumbs on strong upper arms doesn't go missed, but teasing him was more important-] ... you wanna compare Hero plaques? [ SOMEHOW (admin error maybe?)- his plaque noted Red Riot, standing tall, at an inch taller than Dynamights. Pro Hero license plaque- legit stuff. Eijirou didn't like to flaunt it......... only on emergencies.]
okay... [ Red head slowly nods along- tell landlord, check. He grows quiet for a moment, watching Katsuki start to eat again- and he leans over to try to keep their eyes met, as if looking for something- until he asks because Katsuki can't read his mind-] ... when am I moving in?
[ooc: it was pretty good for the most part! thanks! psh, every day is kiribaku day, oh yes!]
[Ngk! Does he have to repeat it to his face? Katsuki's expression curls in annoyance, completely contrasting his boyfriend's exuberant cheer and fist pump. Seriously? This guy... as pissed as he wants to be, his chest melts like a stupid popsicle in the sun when Eijirou smiles at him. Tch, guess they're having a damn party. AFTER shit gets moved and settled. He's not having a bunch of extras wandering around screwing shit up.]
You better be ready to play an awesome host. [Cause he's not doing all the work himself! (Watch him order Eijirou around anyways during preparation, if not yell at him at the party proper. Lips suddenly peck him right on the damn scar and Katsuki grunts angrily. Not really, but pride's a bitch. He clicks his tongue and shoves more food in his mouth, crunching away at it as if green lettuce and noodles owe him. Yeah, still healing.]
If something won't fit, we'll look into a storage unit. [He already has a few places in mind in case his parents end up needing his room for some reason. Not gonna be irresponsible and leave all his shit at their place! Even if his mom's already fought with him about stuff she wants to keep. Katsuki's apartment has a specific roundabout pattern, with the living room, kitchen/dining, and general area all connected through open doorways to allow easy continuous travel. Bedrooms are on the other side. Don't compare his place to those extras'! His is awesome! Shoto's is stupidly impressive despite himself, and he's surprised Izuku managed to get his own place without falling over.]
Your shit's fine, dumbass. I'm not putting your damn macho poster across the wall though! [Some of those accents and personal touches are not happening. Katsuki'll let Eijirou get away with more stuff in the rec room, but... And if they're gonna share a room, more compromises.]
What're you looking at? [Snarled right back at him through gum-bared rawr. Put that pointy brow down before he smashes it into your cheekbone! Eijirou leans over and Katsuki tilts his body to the side, bristling as his face threatens to flush despite himself. Dammit, getting in his person space like this-!! Still not even letting go of his stupid sexy arms.] I told you they got that shit wrong! [Even the Pros and machines can make a mistake! Don't for flashing it around when it's gonna be corrected soon! If ever. Maybe. Will Eijirou get taller than him by even more someday? Maybe. He'll kick his legs out from under him!]
Hm? [Munching away on another bite, he meets his eyes, staring into ruby reds one long second after another. Then swallows. Dammit, he's really not getting back to eating any time soon, is he? Chopstick clatter to the bowl and Katsuki fists his boyfriend's head, scrunching gelled spikes in the back as he hauls forward and claims his mouth. Kissing hard, fast, hot, heavy, ignoring flavor and maybe a bit of food slipping between his teeth.] End of the month.
( ooc: hehe I'm glad it went well! lolll yes def in my brain its every dayyy ꈍ◡ꈍ )
I can host! I'm a great host!?
[ Eijirou has never. Hosted. Anything. In his entire young, vibrant life. But, he just knows he'd be a great host if he just had the tools and space to do it. He's thoughtful! And, he knows his friends favorite drinks. With that, he turns to SMILE big at Katsuki, leaning over a bit more to gasp-] and I'm an awesome helper- you know I can follow directions, easy~
[ Riiiight?
His smile drops a bit and he jerks up at the mention of his Manly™ banner- He gasps.]
how dare you. THAT it literally the best part of my apartment? [ He's gawking in pure disbelief of how Katsuki is treating his most prized possession of his childhood- the summer he decided to take ahold of his future! His resolution to being a Strong, dependable and Brave MAN. ] and it's not a POSTER??? It's a banner. It's stiched! [ Eijirou is smirking now, because yes he feels strongly about the banner- and now he has to leverage this with this tacky- but ultra cool- banner against Katsukis smooth and cool decor. ]
"wrong"? [ Red SCOFFS- a big, playful smirk tugging up his cheek as he snickers at the way his beloves handsome face scrunches up from the rage bait of their Pro ID's. To this, he wags his brows and SHRUGS those broad shoulders-] uh-huuuh, you're lucky you're older babe... I won't correct you about our heights in public. [ Eijirou smiles sweetly, oh he knows he's poking the bear.] Riot respects his elders~
[ It's true, and he contemplates doubling down on the teasing until he's pulled in for what feels like it might be a headbutt for being such a tease- but instead he's rewarded with a firm, whiplash of a kiss...
Don't tease a man who was just invited to move in and potentially never have to leave! Eijirou leans into the embrace with a strong hum of his own- chest rumbling happily as Katsuki speaks words into their mouths- something about the end of his mouth. Month. Moth? Eitherway, Red hums in agreement, whilst trying to deepen the kiss more, his weight proving to shift Katsukis chair a bit- until he pulls off with a happy smile. Peck, peck, pecking more kisses into those hot lips-] ...that's a long time from now. Almost three weeks, Tsuki.[ It sounds like a complaint dressed up as a puppy eyed pout; he even sticks out his lower lip. Like a kid.
but, he GRINS right after. He's in a good mood, clearly. He's playing with fire.] ... I dunno if I can live on my own that long, all...alone. All the way over there? Aloneee.
Have you ever hosted before? [He's not asking about serving, when the class took odd jobs for school and ended up serving people at restaurants or whatever the fuck was needed. Shitty PR-related activities to foster a personal connection between heroes and public. Katsuki hates those damn excursions. An actual host, constantly minding people's needs and presence while making sure resources are stocked-up and ready, all the while keeping conversation going and welcoming new guests or seeing leaving ones out. It's a lot of work to host a party!]
Hmph, you wanna be the host, you're gonna be giving the directions. [As if Katsuki's even gonna let Eijirou near the proverbial control panel. He loves his boyfriend dearly, but he's also aware of his abilities and preferences. Bring that smiling face in a little closer and-] You can co-host with me.
[As for the banner, Katsuki barely gives more than a scoff.] You can put the banner in the workout room. [Not budging. If they're going to share a room, he's no having that poster splayed out across the wall. Compromise is Eijirou's poster in the room they're gonna set aside for working out and other activities. Since sharing a bedroom means they won't need the other one.
It's a cool banner. Ridiculous, but cool. He knows his man loves it and went for quality.]
WRONG!! [Does he have to spell it out?! Katsuki measured Eijirou himself when he got home that very night, eyes blazing red and flaring on his explosive face. No amount of brow wagging and broad shoulder shrugging is gonna convince him there's more than a centimeter between their height, dammit! Eijirou used to be shorter than him in high school. Who the hell gave him permission to be taller?!] Urusei! Don't give me that "elders" crap! Want me to get the tape measure again!?
[Which isn't happening since he's suddenly kissing his boyfriend because who the fuck can stay mad at Eijirou for long? Even over something as petty as height changes. Lips to lips, eyes closing as his fingers tighten in his boyfriend's shirt. Suddenly feeling far too blocking for Katsuki's preference.
He asked him to move in with him with no intention of letting Eijirou leave. So he can tease him all he damn well wants. A low growl rumbles in his throat, chest hardening under his shirt as their lips brush along each other's with his words. Aa, the end of the month. Might not even feel that long if Eijirou starts trickling his stuff over here each time he comes for a visit. Rather than dropping it all on one weekend. He tilts his head, fitting their mouths together better, tongue playing over sharp teeth he's come to love feeling anywhere they set.] Ngh!
[Hey! He was kissing! Don't pull away! Oh, back to the smaller kisses rather than sloppy make outs.] Won't feel that long if you keep coming over, Ei. [He captures a lower pouting lip between his teeth, biting softly in lazy seconds. Until a wide grin drags it out from his jaws. Saying that kind of stuff to him, dammit. Alone, cold, no one around, fuck-] Are you trying to get me to fuck you right now?
[ Red SMILES with big, hopeful eyes as he grins, confidently. He's close enough to keep their gazes met, tilting his head to follow the way Katsuki turns away or towards him-
He knows his boyfriend well enough to know the blonde will deny him out of habit, but if Eijirou is determined enough to show he can follow through with a task- Katsuki will eventually be convinced. It's all about determination! ] but- you have, and you can tell me what to do. [ He chirps- and then SMIIIILES big when he's told he can "co-host". Yahoo! ]
no measuring tape required; I forfeit~ [ He coos with a singsong voice as he gives in- Katsukis internal rage about their height difference- even the mere centimeters- was amusing and incredibly cute. He was so intense, always, and he never lost the powerful glare he sported even on the first day they had met. If anything, it felt more intense. And handsome.] mmm... if I keep coming over, theeeen- [ Scarlet eyes roll over, bemused, while he playfully lays out his mental process- a wry grin tugging at his tanned cheek. Too much time in the sun, he even has a tan line from his gear. The muzzle. ] why go home~? I should just stay here, and- [A peck on the lips here, a peck on the chin there-] help you make a lil' room for me?
[ Oooww, he doesn't complain, but smiles at the tug to his lip. When its free from Katsukis bite, he rolls in said lip to taste it- humming as he chuckles at the last questions- broad shoulders bounce and he lets out an airy laugh as he leans over to dig his nose into the nook of Katsukis neck- he had such a way with words. Tempting. But Red HUFFS into his neck, whining with a smile against the blondes jawline- ] c'mooooon, is that a threat? mmm, is my loneliness a turn on to you?
[As dumb as his man can be, Katsuki trusts every damn happy determination powering Eijirou's actions. Backed up by such a huge smile, gleaming hope in his eyes with all confidence. One look at him and he knows the day's gonna go well. Co-hosting is Eijirou's reward. Stupid cheering hooking into the corner of his mouth and tugging upward. It cracks a grin across his face despite himself, heart swelling and chest warming like a damn schoolboy in the grip of his dumb crush. Dating for over three years now and this man can always find ways to make Katsuki fall in love all over again. As if it's the first time.]
you damn charming brat.
[One whole year of living at U.A., rooming beside the man who became his best friend in class, always content to know he edged Eijirou out in height a scant half an inch. And then the year passed, Eijirou caught up. Another two years of the same, growing at the same damn rate... Graduation, adult world, Pro Heroes. And his man overtook him. Earning his own edging out much to Katsuki's chagrin. Never did a damn thing about it but smile and love on him even as the blonde simmer in petty jealousy. Body wouldn't grow like he told it to, dammit! Did it matter? No.]
cause your stuff's still at your place, dumbass. [Red eyes narrow an exasperated zone, stomping his boyfriend's mental train tracks with a flat-faced scowl pulling at his previously-smiling lips. He's found Eijirou's tan lines cute, mapping out his oni mask's metal grating all this time. Last person who called his mask a muzzle got blasted.] You've already got room here. [Teeth snap, half-assed attempts to catch each bothering peck on his face.
Teeth scrape, he tastes a salty tang on his tongue from raked cells and skin, setting in a hunger in his stomach (or lower) which has nothing to do with food. Far more to do with those broad shoulders lifting, muscles he knows so intimately well flexing beneath his shirt, breathy chuckle purring in his ear. Katsuki tilts his head to the with a growl, one hand moving to scruff and scratch the back of a red-spiked head. Can't tell if his huff's prelude to disappointment or acceptance. Even simple Eijirou can be a two-choice man at times.]
Like hell. Killing the shit out of your stupid loneliness is. [When they fuck so hard, neither of them can feel lonely again for a whole damn week.]
[ He pulls Katsuki closer by the thighs, practically leaving little to no room left for their legs to move, or for them to move in general-
Eijirou couldn't help himself, the promise of being with Katsuki moving forward was making things fluff up inside him. He felt like a teenager again, just as if they were back in UA when they first discovered they could be more than mere friends. Their first kiss. That's what it felt like now, new and exciting. ]
if I'm so charmiiing- [ Voice low, flirting with a hush as he continues to lean over- it was a dangerous game he was playing, leaning his weight onto the edge of the table, plus his knee pushing into Katsukis chair a bit. It wouldn't be the first time a piece of furniture buckled at their joint weight- but Eijirou was too excited to notice. He leaned over to kiss up that paler jawline- lips ghosting words over the edge of his mans cheek, his scar-] why can't I just stay? [ Suddenly, the kissing stops-- crimson eyes peeking up to grin at Katsuki. It was a silent bribe. Let me stay, and I'll keep going.]
mmm~ [ His posture straightens slightly, hardly in alarm, but mostly in bemused caution at the threat of those half-baked bites the blonde was trying to land on him-- Eijirou grins at the action. And of course, he quickly leans over to try and steal a kiss after every failed bite-attack. He lands one or two- until he leans back to laugh it off-] no more biting or I'll get serious, for real. [ All said with a feigned "serious" scowl.]
so?! [ Another HUFF-] we just said we're gonna have someone else bring the stuff over, right? [ Trying to be a smart-ass and cute at the same time usually worked in his favor-- unless Katsuki already was dead-set on an action plan. He usually was. To the last words, they earn the blonde a sheepishly bashful but guilty grin from Eijirou- so he gets close once again, just at bites-reach, as he tilts his head to graze their noses together. And he whispers-] ... I'll give you a massage~?
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Date: 6/2/25 06:18 (UTC)[ The little lick to the cheek caught him off guard- Red SMILES, scrunching up his nose- because it was both cute, and dirty... in a good way. Which unintentionally riled up the Hardy hero-] Aaaaa-~! You're teasing me! Don't tease a man who's just left work, Tsuki- I'm tight wound after work, y'know? [ He chirps, taking a step to once again invade the blondes space, the hand that had been gently seeking to be forgiven earlier, now earning a new purpose- to paw at his partners waist before taking the chance now that Katsukis hands were both busy- aka semi lethaless- and he pats his boyfriends butt.
A "well done" toosh pat pat. Eijirou then hums, grinning when told he 'was' being treated 'gently.'] ... I might bite back~. [ Smileeeee. Pleased to see Katsuki pick up the plate to beeline towards the dining table-- not before kick kick kicking him on his way past. Red takes the kicking assault without batting an eyelash-- attempting to swerve around the kicking, pick up his plate, and nag back with a sheepish smile on his face. He lingers behind just for a second to sneak a few more precut cucumbers off the cutting board to add to his mouth- shh! Katsuki won't notice. His left cheek bulging like a hamster as he talks around the food-] don't be mean to Amajiki-san! He's great, plus he's waaaay better at that stuff. He thinks you're great!
[ "He has a personality disorder, Kirishima-kun." was more along the lines of what his senpai would tell him but that's neither here or there!]
AAAAND- it's not "Crap", it's art. And if you weren't such a log when you sleep, you might enjoy one or two episodes. It's romantic. [ Eijirou rambles as he tags behind his boyfriend with a pleased smile, crunch crunching the half a cucumber he put in his mouth. Talking with his mouth full-] Ah'I naow! I'mm... jush wanted- [ Swallows. Red chuckles as he shrugs a shoulder.] I just wanted to say it like you. It always sounds manly when you say it~
[ With a soft muted sound his ceramic bowl is set down on the table, but he waits for Katsuki to be the first to sit- hovering slightly, only for a moment until the other is seated and he can half bend over to truly kiss the other mans temple. Quiet, firm. Smiling as he pivots to sit himself down, Katsukis table was nice before he could easily drag a chair closer and sit near him enough for one of their knees to touch- and he always sits there.
His scarlet eyes lingering on the refreshing noodle creation- admiring the food- before he stops to look up and watch Katsuki takes his first bite instead- with an elbow on the table, chin propped to his palm he stares. ] ... you're too sweet to me. [ With a smirk, he leeeeans over a little, whispering-] it's like you got a crush on me or something~
[ with a heh!, Eijirou sliiides back to his bowl and SITS UP STRAIGHT- firmly exclaiming from the depths of his core-] thank you for the meal! [ He STABS the mound of noodles- and twists far too many at once- oh, such graceful dish was not meant for men like Kirishima- men who would demolish them in three mouthfuls.]
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Date: 6/6/25 14:12 (UTC)You're one to talk. [Teasing him and everything. Coming up and embracing him, chin on his shoulder, standing so close he feels the warmth from Red's body ghosting through his clothes. Dammit, you know what they do when they're together! Some of it's sexy. A lazy smirk hooks the corner of his mouth and he cants his head an inch closer to be a pure 100% brat.] How tight?
[If his man's gonna talk potential double entendres before dinner, he'd better be ready for the consequences. Should've know this would backfire on him. Should've seen it coming. But nope! A second's all he gets with both hands claimed before a naughty paw goes for his ass, patting fine muscle and earning a yelp from the explosive hero.] Dammit! Go sit down before I slaughter you!
[Or fuck him on the counter. Either one works. Snarl. He'll bite back. Way to induce a shudder right up his spine. So many memories of those teeth on his body, from playful nips to full-blown orgasm-calling chomps. Don't think he didn't notice a cucumber thief! ... but Eijirou earned them, so nothing said. He hooks a foot round the leg of a chair and pulls it out halfway, enough to slide his butt onto the seat and take it properly.
Only to grumble a bit when lips nuzzle into his temple and a proper kiss is stolen and planted upon his head. Ugh, how many times does he have to tell this man to sit the fuck down and eat? He's the one who said he was hungry on the way over! Plate tabled, utensils procured, and now drinks (once his boyfriend's seated and thus "locked in" to his position). Up he gets.]
Uh-huh. Then you invite him and see what he does.
[Katsuki doesn't think it has shit to do with a disorder and more the guy won't buck himself up and learn to get over his damn shyness. Not like the guy's even mentioned some traumatic experience leaving him in such a way. Eijirou completely reinvented himself before coming to U.A., and that took a shit ton of soul searching, determination, practice, and other things he's pretty damn sure Amajiki could do if he wanted to put in the effort.]
Art crap. [There, amended his statement. Water, juice, wine (if Red's feeling fancy), and tea. A quartet of drinks return with him to the table and he once more seats himself to start in on the meal. Chopsticks dug into the noodles for a quick tossing before he brings a mouthful to his lips.] I'd rather sleep!
[Implying he'd watch some episodes half-asleep. Right. Slurping up the trail of noodles, Katsuki glances to the side with eyes resting on his body. A macho man, elbow on table, chin in palm, gazing at him with a sweet adoring expression. Ready to say a sweet adoring thing. The blonde's eyes flatten and his brows follow suit in a nonplussed visage. Someone has way too much love on his hands if he's gonna postpone food for this.]
Shut up and choke. [Said with such grumpiness even as a "stray" leg just so happens to move under he table and nuzzle his knee to the other man's. Nothing to see here, nothing to note or feel, not like he's happy with stupid words and warm heart talking sappy to him.] You had a crush first.
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Date: 6/7/25 05:28 (UTC)[ Red is TURNING AROUND faster than his neck can snap, and he smirks (!!), squinting a little secretive how dare you while crunching on his stolen cucumber. He'll remember that one later.
Its not until he sits that Katsuki gets up- which makes the Hardy Hero turn to watch him move around the dining space, a wry smile growing on Eijirous face as he watched the blonde tend to them- to him. Katsuki was good at everything he did, and he looked great doing it too. Broad and toned, the way he moved so confidently around his own home, like he owned it (he did but still.) So, maybe he's smitten a little bit. Sue him! ] ... romantic art 'crap', mm. Thanks, babe. [ The drinks were a full circle of good choices and one dehydrating one-- Regular Eijirou would pick the tea; buuuut, with a pointed mischievous shine in his eyes he plucks up the glass of wine.]
I'm off duty tomorrow~
[ Red gives the blonde an animated wag of his brows as he takes a short sip; shuddering because wine wasn't his preference, but it took the edge off.] nmmm, yikes- who bought this? [ He SMACKS his lips. It was dry. But he takes another hard swing before putting it down, to smile back up to the other man--
He griiiiins at the incriminating words, You had a crush first, before offering a casual shrug and nod of his spiked head as if saying Yeah, you got me there. Turning back to the fancy bowl of food he pauses, and smiles wider- pretending he doesn't feel Katsukis knee under the table. As a Pro you have to become good at feigning things, sometimes it came with the costume- to play a part, and play along.
Playing along with Katsukis antics in private was his favorite.] ... yeah, but I got yoooou to crush on me back~ [ With the confidence of a man who got Katsuki Bakugou to date him, he SMIIILES from his seat, chewing with a sweet but shit-eating grin~~~]
sorry for the delay!
Date: 6/12/25 17:44 (UTC)Two glasses cupped in his fingers, deft thumb and fifth splayed out to ensure they balance side by side in his hand, Katsuki returns to the table, lowering his arm and offering one cup to Eijirou's snatch. Damn, seeing him sitting there brings a rush of emotion in his chest, nostalgia over his handsome face once more on his home. Where it should be. He's gotten used to spotting that spiky red head poking up from his couch, glowing in the morning sun as he wakes beside him, matted down in the shower as he cards his hand through crinkle crinkle. Sharp teeth between his smiling lips, a happy grin with his continuous chatter. Broad shoulders and strong back heading down the hall towards their room. Tch... He really needs to ask Eijirou to move in with him soon.]
Oh? That means you don't have a problem staying up late tonight. [And all implications rolling on his tongue and tone as they draw a smirk to his face. As if Eijirou needs to be lured into sleeping in; Katsuki's the early riser between the two of them. No mention of wine selection; he's pouring tea into his own glass, amber liquid sloshing around to three fourths full.]
No one bought it. That old bag brought it over as a gift. [Said something about "save it for a special occasion" or some shit like that. Katsuki slips a piece of meat into his mouth, chewing actions messing with his annoyed expression. She likes messing around in his personal life too much.] Don't drink it if you don't like it, idiot.
[Hmph. Eijirou's making this annoying. He's the one who had the crush first! Katsuki hadn't given a shit about any of his classmates at first! Only really focusing on Izuku out of spite and anger. Things changed over time, taking more notice of a certain red-haired macho guy who rose to his equal. Interesting, stubborn, strong, amiable, patient, happy, confident, things slowly attracting him the more he experienced with him. From bothersome start to this... and now he wants the guy to move in with him. When they can do more than bump knees under the table.]
I chose to like you back, dammit! [Yeah, no he didn't. Crush punted him right in the heart, and it pissed him off when he realized he was liking Eijirou back. Fighting it became too much a pain and he eventually demanded a date. As if to prove his crush wrong! ... It wasn't wrong.] You're not sleeping tonight.
no need to be sorry! no worriesss
Date: 6/14/25 06:57 (UTC)[ Smack, a hand swoops to pat! Katsuki on the toosh as he walked by him- Red was sitting and the blonde strode right by with the drinks so easy target. Smilinggggg up at the owner of the apartment as he does so- Red Riot was no stranger to butt smacking his mates. Well, with consent of course! Usually he keeps his hands to himself!
The smile turns wry at the mention of staying up late. A playful glint in his eyes proves intention, but Eijirou is quick to feign innocence as he purses his lips, half thoughtful and half sour from the dry wine coating his pallete. Yuck, but also, mm? He grins a bit, shrugging broad shoulders at the sign of an invitation to stay over- ] I dunnooo... I've been staying over waaay too much, no? Your neighbors are gonna complain. [ With a sad POUT, the full grown man peeks up at his boyfriend- he wasn't fishing at all. ] They're gonna think there's funny business going on, wouldn't want that~
[ Red eyes follow Katsuki as he serves himself tea, how conservative- with a relaxed smile Eijirou leans into the cup of win, sips and cringes again- smacking his lips again. ] Mmmmmm, classy~ Heh, your mom picks them good. [ Per usual complimenting the lady as much as possible as he rubs the tint of wine off his lips with the back of his palm; putting the cup aside- ] ... I like it~ [ Sorta.] I'm just not a wine guy.
C'mon, sit and eat. [ He wont eat unless Katsuki does too, so he waits for the other to serve his tea, meanwhile admiring the way the blonde meticulously serves it, watching the way his right arm moves- he's recovered fully by now, proven to overcome the PT. Eijirou can't help catching himself staring at his scarred up arm though...
Eyes snap back up, smiling again-] hm? HEH-! [ Chuckling, a laugh that tickled up his broad chest up to his shoulders- he leans back into his chair with a scoff-] is that what you call it? I literally hounded you! All first and second year- admit it. [ He leans over in his chair aaaaall the way, smirking happily- teasing the blonde into submission-] addmiit i-- [ Pause. He smirks at the little threat at the end- an eyebrow hooking in question. His head tiiilts to the side, hushing between then-] oooh? You signed me up for Over Time or somethin'? mm?
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Date: 6/16/25 16:24 (UTC)Tch! [An elbow drops bone and all on the table and his props the side of his head in his palm like a petulant teenager being told off for a bad score. This bastard's sitting yonder teasing him with feigned innocence. He knows, doesn't he! How many times has Ejirou stayed over at his place now? Since he moved in, once a week barring travel at the very minimum. Enough he has his own drawer of clothes and a small toiletry bag nestled unique and kept in Katsuki's room. In goes a wad of noodles and vegetables, munching away with telltale jaw churning.]
I don't give a shit what those stupid extras think. They should know you're my boyfriend by now, unless they're fucking morons. [Goodnight kisses, sleepovers which don't see the brawny hero's car leaving till morning. It's obvious to anyone with half a brain they're together. To say nothing of what's been shown or talked about on television, regardless of Dynamight's ire.] If you're that worried about what they think, make it official and move in with me.
[Dude, if you don't like the wine, don't drink it. Says his eyes as they stare flat and wry from ashen lashes and choppy bangs. Already told his mom he didn't like the dry kinds, but there she goes. Ironic how wine matches their hair, with dark red for Kirishima and light yell for Bakugou. Go figure.] Use a napkin, not your hand, you heathen.
[Sheesh. He's already sitting and eating, so Red better start digging in. Yeah, no more trouble from his right arm minus the scarring and getting tired faster or hurting more than his left. While he prides himself on getting it back to "normal", there's no escaping the disastrous damage and desperate repairs. It'll never be as 100% as his left arm, just like his heart and lungs putting a time limit on how intense he can fight. Nothing as damning as the Todoroki family, but too hard and too long can leave his chest aching and his breath short. Requires a short break to cool down before he can go again. Luckily we're talking almost an hour of non-stop full-bore intensity to reach that stage.]
The hell do I have to admit? You were the one chasing me, dammit! [Bakugo's the one who decided when he finally wanted to accept those dogged affections. Even if it came from frustrating realizations he liked the guy back. Bastard wore him down with his stubborn determination and he found it too damn attractive to get away. Teeth grit between his lips, heralding a bare foot knocking his heel to Red's shin. Brat.]
Guess you're gonna have to find out after dinner.
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Date: 6/16/25 20:23 (UTC)[ Innocence in his voice which is also riddled with amusement at the snarky response- he holds up both hands in defense, mildly held up barely to his chest before smiling big. The chuckle that ran through him was genuinely bemused, he knew Katsuki secretly liked the attention- the more passionate the response the better. Even if sometimes it earned him a bite or two. Love bites, he called them. Plus, Red Riot was lucky he landed such a great PR Team!
They keep his over touchy demeanor on check- yes, he does the hovering hand + side-hug combo with his fans more times than not. ]
Hn, some people still chose to be politely ignorant, y'know? [ Red was usually proud of defending those who needed defending- so if some older, more conservative folks preferred to keep to 'the old' ways when it came to sexuality- he wasn't there to educate anyone as long as they were respectful about it. It didn't mean Red allowed intolerance to stand before him, though. He was ready to deter haters, hecklers, and arrest anyone going too far. Hell, he's been placed on temporally leave for 3 WHOLE DAYS for decking an anti-fan. A stalker really, who kept well... stalking them. The best 3 day staycation of his career. ] ... sooome people are just too old to get it- plus, your neighbors are nice. Wouldn't want them to complain, is all.
.... ? [ He's not the type to cause trouble when he's not in his uniform- so the idea of Katsuki getting reprimanded because of him was unacceptable. Eijirou tried to be polite every time he came around- help the older ladies with their bags (they flirted with him, it was cute!), helped get a cat down from wherever was too high, helped a young couple move a couch- heck, he wasn't only trying to be a Likable Pro Hero, he wanted to be a nice neighbor too. Erhm, semi-neighbor.
Crimson eyes snap up from the mouthful of noodles he was slurping up- Make it official and move in with me. Eijirou stares for a long second, until his eyebrow hooks up, his toothy grin grows as he chews through the delicious, cold noodles- ] ... is that your way of asking me to move in with you?
[ He's smug as he quips back, but there's a gentleness to his eyes- he notices the way the blonde man sits there semi-pouting prior to offering. Eijirou wasn't that dense; he could tell something had been weighing on his partners mind for some time now, weeks he'd noticed the way Katsuki had (potentially) been demanding him to stay over on days Red usually ducked back home in the middle of the night. When the redhead would feign having to 'water his plants' only for the blonde to snark back 'your plants are plastic, doofus.' Hey, they still needed someone to dust them off!
Small instances Red noticed from the corner of his eye. Instead of packing Reds clothes into his duffle bag, Katsuki was folding it into a drawer. He excused it by growling about hating his clothes laying around- then suddenly he had a drawer for his things. And the other night, at Todorokis birthday party- Mina had asked where her team could send her promotional Hero PR package for Red, to which Katsuki had answered for him to send it to his place because 'might as well.' Whatever that meant. That night he had stayed over though- he'd requested to 'be sent home', a request the blonde shut down immediately- they slept together since he had indulged too much and drunk Eijirou tended to get frisky. And in his drunkenness he remembered muttering most of the night 'I gotta goo home' but untangling himself from Katsuki had just been impossible...
"You are home, stupid" was all he got before blacking out. ]
your rent will go up. [ He says out of nowhere, staring still from his seat at the table- his tone was gentle, but cautious; as if warning the other man of the Offer he just put on the table. He waits, only to put his chopsticks down, licking over his lips, a thumb rubbing the side of his mouth before he turns to face his boyfriend again. Full body pivot. A hand reaching out to grab Katsukis chair, and he does a 50/50 chair pull and chair scoot to force them closer. He leans a bit to watch his handsome boyfriend- ] ... ... and I'll be in your space, all day. Every day. [ Another gentle warning, this was starting to sound as if Katsuki wasn't the only one thinking about this alternative.
Eijirous eyebrows softened as he offers, again-]
and you hate when I leave the used towel in the bathroom...
[ It will DRY if you HANG IT???? We don't always have to use a brand new one! ]
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Date: 6/18/25 19:20 (UTC)[Bakugo raged at his boyfriend's 3-day leave for taking out a fucking stalker. A STALKER!! A criminal offense! And Red's the one who got the slap on the wrist?! There's still some massive bad blood between Dynamight and the decision makers on that shit show, especially when he slammed down concrete evidence the man had stalked them. And not even out of admiration or attraction, but out of spite and dislike. A stalking anti-fan. Yeah, he was ready to take the case to court before Best Jeanist stepped in to settle things.]
No one's complained since I got the place, idiot. And you've clawed the walls before.
[It'll be fine. Why else did Eijirou think he would straight up suggest the redhead move in with him? Not the first time the blonde's thought of the idea, and not the first time he's almost said it, before cutting back when realizing it wasn't the right time. Now? Now's not the best time, but it's a right time. He isn't demanding an answer either, only putting the idea into his boyfriend's head to make this official.]
The hell does it sound like?! You want me to put it in writing?! [Ugh, this bastard! He shoves another clump of greens in his mouth and dumps his jaw on his free hand, chewing aggressively at his mouthful. Tch, simple yes or no or maybe or i'll think about it, but dammit, he's gotta throw it coy right back at him. Fucking tired of seeing Eijirou ditch his requests for him to stay over longer. Was he afraid of the commitment? Did his nerves frazzle over sharing an apartment in the same way he felt overwhelmed by his own agency opening? Or did he think he and Katsuki weren't compatible living together? All questions he figured the sturdy hero would foist and dawdle on.]
You're bringing your own income, idiot. [Slaps it down without batting an eye. He won't suggest joining their finances; that's something both should keep separate. Red eyes flick upward, noting his man's expression and tone as he sets his chopsticks down. Thumb across his mouth's corner, kidnapping a stray fleck of ginger dressing for his tongue's absent slide. But when hands captures the side of his chair, he sits up slightly, lifts his jaw from his hand, and lowers his own utensils. This suddenly turns serious. Pulled in, driven closer, body tensing. Here comes the warnings, protests, excuses, and other buffers. He'll destroy every one of them.]
You'll learn to use a new one every week. [Or they'll continue to do the same they always did, with Katsuki throttling the towel at Eijirou, yelling about why the fuck's the stinky thing still on the door, before stomping off with it to the rest of the laundry (after hanging up a fresh one). Towel makes it to the hook after others showers. A week and a half later... rinse and repeat. Fuck, if his boyfriend weren't more muscle for brains, he'd suspect the sturdy hero did it on purpose for attention.]
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Date: 6/20/25 04:22 (UTC)[ Okay, fair. He's not sure why he didn't think about that.
Eijirou held the position of looming, chair hostage, while Katsuki gave him enough grace to acknowledge his offers (warnings) related to them living together. This was serious! The idea of living together with his favorite person in the whole world was, of course, enticing- but not one to make so lightly.
Sero and Denki had tried to live together after graduation. Horrible mess. They fought about a mini fridge and Sero ended up almost moving back home with his parents.
They weren't them-- but it was an easy thing to weight against their possibilities earlier on in their relationship. If you would have asked Red about it after graduation he would have gnawed his nails off from the nerves...
Now? He couldn't think of anything better then to share a space with Katsuki. It pained him every time he forced himself to leave the other- it wasn't even a yearning thing anymore, but an abcense to his spirit that lingered when the blonde wasn't around. When he laid in his bed in his apartment- it felt foreign, like staying at a hotel for a weekend. It wasn't home. His home lived five blocks away in a slightly, better district and view. The only reason he stopped himself from putting the offer out there was... well-
Katsuki was a neat freak. It was cute usually, but the last thing he wanted was to ick his boyfriend into resenting his decision. Also, Katsuki never actually asked! It was always offhanded remarks, or aloof quips just like the one tonight- you should just live here. Yes, it would be easier then going back and forth- but easy isn't always Good. So, Eijirou did what any non-pushy,non-clingy, not-totally-anxiously-waiting-to-be-asked slash Cool, Chill Boyfriend would do...
He chuckled and answered, "Yeah, right~?" every time, but never actually took steps to move in.
But oh, did he really, really want to. ]
okay... so, I pay half the rent. Fair.
[ That was a given- but he's being serious right now so he says it out loud. A promise.
With a steady stare, his crimson eyes slowly squint, scanning Katsukis resting, confident face- if he was so confident about these answers- why not just ask him?! Eijirou slowly tilted his head at the towel remark, shutting his eyes with a soft huff!-] I can-! I can uuuse a new one every time, I just forget to... pick it up. I can pick it up. [ He proclaims, he believes in himself- Katsuki is worth it.
Slowly he leans over to invade his mans space, broad arms bending at the elbow as he planks there to get to eyelevel with him, expression genuinely serious, but he smiles again-] what about being in your space all day? hn? What are we gonna do if I drive you nuts one day, huh?
[ After a second, a smile slowly grows on his cheek- a cheeky grin. ] "Nuts" in a bad way, I already know you're crazy about me~ [ Those sharky teeth peek as he smiiiiles wider. ]
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Date: 6/22/25 17:31 (UTC)Oy, don't compare the two of them with Duracell and Soy Face! Both those dumbasses were too laid back in different ways to ever make it work! Denki was better off living by himself until he figured out how to keep his own place. There's no way Katsuki is going to make any mistake like rooming with someone he can't get along with. And Eijirou has proven time and time again throughout the years he and Katsuki get along, are compatible, and work well together.
Despite acknowledging this is gonna be a change-- a huge change --Katsuki isn't someone who lets regrets live in his life. He has a few large ones, but those are things he has to atone for life without pacifying. Living with someone isn't on the same level. Eijirou will learn what sorts of things the blonde likes, and Katsuki will learn to compromise and accept the way the redhead is. It's... gonna be challenging, but they've spent several weekends together!
They'll take this rising challenge and utterly obliterate it like they always do. Together.]
Duh. We'll split the groceries and utilities. [How they do that is something they can work on later. Whether it's dividing the total costs, agree to take one over the other, or keep their shopping separate. Katsuki would probably want to handle the groceries, since he likes knowing what's coming into his apartment-- soon to be their apartment --and Eijirou has free access to add to the list or pick up things on his own outside the general shopping list. Shouldn't e a problem, since Class 1-A had to handle the shopping, cleaning, chores, and so forth when living at the dorm. It was training for their own place when they graduated! U.A. really was smartly planning ahead for their students' success.
Katsuki picks up his glass for another drink, then fixes Eijirou with his own serious look. Guess this is a training moment right here and now. Over towels.] Tch, trade it out at the end of the week. [Look at him, compromising. Honestly, using a new towel after every shower is a fucking ridiculous notion, considering it increases the rate of laundry exponentially. If he really wanted it each day, he'd end up getting a clothesline for the balcony and letting them dry outside in fresh air.]
We've got separate rooms until we decide we don't. [Is his answer for respective nuts. No different than the dorms, where an exasperated Katsuki stormed out of Eijirou's room and slammed the door to his own. Besides, he can always leave the apartment to cool down. Or just blast his boyfriend and all's good again. He reaches up as those strong arms cage him in, settling his hands on biceps for a mixture of copping feel and reassurance.] You're the one who's crazy about me, dumbass.
[Grumbled because Eijirou knows it's a deflection. Of course he's crazy about him! Why the hell would he be asking him to move in otherwise?!]
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Date: 6/26/25 04:45 (UTC)Full grown man nods along with the notion of a shared grocery list, split utilities, check, check- he could do that! No problem. He loves how quick Katsukis is to strike down the doubts- and warnings- he's put on the table. How the blonde sounds sure, so he's been thinking about this. If he hadn't- the blonde would voice it like always, expressing he needs more time to consider the options and make an action plan. It's why Katsuki was so good at what they did on the field, he was fast and resilient when it came to taking action. But not without thinking things through.
God, he was so hot.
Red nods stop there though- expression turning harder at the mention of sleeping in separate rooms and he slowly straightens up, alarmed- chirping back with a scoff- ] noooo way!
I-... mean....! [ Oops. A red color trickles up his jawline, and he juts out his lower lip like a petulant kid being told he couldn't play his favorite game. Worse! Play with his favorite person!
He feels strong hands touch him, his arms, Tsukis rough palms on the girth of his bicep make Eijirou settle down as he accepts the silent reassurance- how could he not? So he leans back over a bit, until their knees bump and so do their foreheads- and he siiiighs. His silly worries are not replaced by a more serious one-] please don't make me sleep in a different room?
I will literally lose my mind... You-! You might as well keep me five blocks away. A room is a lot- like- going back and forth? [ A crooked smile tugs up his cheek as he sputters- impossible!!!- and he chuckles at how insane he sounds- he leans over to rub,rub,rubs their foreheads together a bit as he complains to his boyfriend who is totally not crazy about him- and his smile grows wider.] mmm, I'll behave, I promise~
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Date: 6/29/25 19:56 (UTC)Haa? After all that, he's gonna raise a stink about separate rooms? Katsuki twitches a brow into his bangs, sharp angles even sharper to combat his boyfriend's huffing expression. A chopstick of food wanders to his mouth and vegetables crunch between his molars.] If you got an opinion, spit it out.
[Look, he said separate until they decide they don't want to be separate! His expression remains his usual RBF lock down as his throat flexes with a swallow, cords going taut while food drags down his gullet. Kinda cute Eijirou has his doubts and hesitations, then instantly flares up when sleeping separately splats on the table.] You're blushing.
[Bowl on the table once more, with his hands instead taking perch on Red's strong arms. Feeling curving swells of biceps and firm lining his triceps. Encouraging him silently to calm down and take a breath, let his head try to get around the sudden dump of potential future life all over his lap. As Eijirou eases into his space, knees bumping sending a spark of electricity racing for a place which shouldn't be coming up until later dammit, he rests his forehead against the other hero's brow, blonde spikes jutting round crimson.]
Che, you're such a whiner sometimes. [Yet impossible to keep his fondness from his tone. Such a dramatic man he's got. He draws circles with his thumbs on his boyfriend's arms, giving them a few squeezes.] Fine. Same room, Shitty Hair. [They can keep the other room set up as a bedroom on the off chance shit happens. Katsuki prides himself on his ability to keep a house and Eijirou's calm cheerful nature, but even they can get into fights. He isn't gonna kick him out-- he's not a sicko --but slamming the bedroom door in his face? ... Could happen? Dunno. They'll play it by ear when they move in.] You better not behave all the time...
soooo sorry for delay! i was away on holiday! :')
Date: 7/8/25 00:09 (UTC)[ Red eyebrows suddenly pinch together- a silent stubborn response to the accusation. A sharp smile curls up Eijirous lips though, and he GROANS at being called out for turning bashful when Katsuki put the offer of separate rooms on the table. He huffs, giving the blonde across from him a gentle purse of the lips- ] So whaaaat- ... you scared me there for a secon'!
[ What type of man would he be?! Truly, and undeniably, in love with his ideal person... but sleeping in separate bedrooms. Torture. Unmanly even.]
Am not. [ Red scoffs, pointy red brows scrunching up even further from the clear, but light, teasing his boyfriend is laying on him. Though, the firm touch on his arms doesn't go unnoticed. Its reassuring in many ways- both reminding Eijirou that whatever it was that was creating doubt was Okay, while offering a solid anker to the now. A present and a future to look ahead to, when at times the What Ifs threatened Red with a million possibilities that had his mind racing in an unknown direction anxiously... Katsukis touch held him firmly in the present.
Eijirou loved that about their relationship, it had been built on a foundation they both works very hard towards. And while he tended to be the more touchy one of the two when they were younger- a younger Kirishima couldn't keep his hands to himself!- now, the blonde Heros touch on him holds a true light when things get foggy for him.
Oh, and of course it it was hot. PDA was a rare thing when their costumes were on- but the times when Dynamight does brush up against him, heck even just checking in to see if his utility belt was on properly? Red Riot was always SMILING from ear to ear. Suuuree, he got a snippy remark back but it was work it! ]
It's something to whine about- hn, its a safety hazard, y'know? [ To sleep in separate rooms, he means. ... who's gonna watch your six? Hm? while you sleep? [ With a low, murmuring tone he teases right back. Red takes advantage of how close they were, smiling at the way Katsukis lips move as he chews quietly, fairer cheeks moving slowly-- he waits until the chewing stops to lean in further, invading Katsukis space to kiss him slowly. The subtle savory taste of their dinner still present, but Red doesn't mind, he doesn't break the kiss until his smile is growing wider like that of a mans whose just won the lottery-
Humminnnngggg a smile into Katsukis lips at the slight quip for misbehaving. He could do that, especially since Katsuki requested it so nicely. Hands finding Katsukis thighs, dragging up, rounding slightly over the toned muscle, squeezing at the rounder spot by his hips. If they weren't kissing like high-school lovers at their desks he would have pawed at his cute butt. The kiss grows warmer, slower- a ginger coated tongue peeking to greet Katsukis lower lip- just as Eijirou pulls back...
Red eyes PEEK up, stars in the center and he SMILES big and toothy- ]
We're MOVI- [ Wait, not quite. ] I'm moving! Bwwwaaaaa-! I need to get boxes!
[ Like the one-cell minded man he is, he pulls back a bit, hands sliding down his boyfriends thighs to his knees as he pushes back to THINK- face scrunching up a bit as he forms a thought-] ... I need to call the guys to help me move- OH- We're gonna have to tell the guys! OH! Moving party!
[ Once again turning to Katsuki with an excited face. Ooh, they're gonna be soooooo excited~ ]
s'all good! holidays are definitely more important!
Date: 7/10/25 01:45 (UTC)[He's never been as physical are Eijirou, bristly as fuck to other people and only starting to tolerate the other man's touches after a few weeks in school. While he's gotten a bit better over time and maturity, anyone he doesn't know is taking a gamble based on how he feels that particular moment. Compared to Eijirou who can lean on him, hug him, shove a hand in his and hold on, pop a chin on his shoulder, or pat his chest/arms down after a fight with the semi-excuse of checking him out for injuries. Semi... excuse. Most of the time Katsuki yells at him for it, but doesn't explicitly stop him from assuring his worrywart brain. Of course, when eh wants to touch Eijirou, he fucking does, because he's a brat like that.]
How the hell is it a safety hazard, dumbass?! Our dorms were one of the safest places on campus! [Eijirou didn't whine about sleeping in separate rooms when they became friends back then! Not that he had a reason to, since rooming together wasn't permitted. Still, nothing bad's gonna happen with a split-room setup, had they gone with such! Any further petulance is shut up be a leaning face and meeting lips, touching his own despite his mouth being currently half-full of chewed food. Good thing Katsuki's not a gross guy. Well, if he had just put something more solid in there, like a cherry, he'd be tempted to pass it. Like a jerk. Kissing lingers, so he swallowed, before leaning into the kiss for a return. Something softer, sweeter, with his mouth stayed shut for now. Not gonna tongue his boyfriend's mouth after a gulp of food.]
Brat... [A reverberating growl tremors pink lips, doing absolutely nothing in effort of stopping hands wandering up his thighs, cupping muscle and clothes as toned lines harden beneath his boyfriend's grip. All thanks to a damn squeeze right around the top, making his nerves jump and wanna twitch. Refuses. Too bad he's sitting down, so those greedy paws can't get to his butt. Doing so now would be a one-way ticket to the couch, no further questions or protests asked. Dinner's cold on purpose anyways. It can wait. Finally, a broken kiss, reluctant, but accepted.]
Uh-huh. [Shouldn't be a huge shock, since Eijirou had to move into the dorm at U.A., then his own place when he went Pro. This would be the third time. Likely not the last, since eventually Katsuki plans to upgrade again. He wants a house ultimately. Like his parents. Apartments are fine for now. He clicks his tongue at the idea of summoning more help.] Those assholes are gonna make it take forever!
[And they'll be pains in the butt with all their teasing, chattering, and incessant want to hang out. They'll probably turn what should be two days of packing and moving into a fucking week-long sleepover party.]
IT'S NOT A PARTY!! [It's gonna be a party.]
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Date: 7/19/25 05:24 (UTC)[ Is all he heard- so he reacts accordingly! Too busy filling up his mind with plans of how he would move out of his own apartment, how fast he could do it, and just how efficiently would it be to have Sero just tape everything up the day before the moving trucks arrived.
Uraraka could help him carry the stuff if he asked- she would be impressed in the way he was saving money by not hiring a crew. Tetsutetsu and him could tackle the heavy stuff. Mina and Denki-... well, they were moral support! Then as a good host Eijirou could offer them beers and dinner as a Thank You! Like in the American movies.] Uwwaa-! We can have a MOVING party, you're so smart, babe!
[ Totally Katsukis idea. Yep. ]
Nooo, nonono-! They'll help and then-... then we can do everything in a day 'nd stuff! [ Red was excited, sure packing would be immensely easy due to the fact that Eijirous things were either still in a moving box (because he was never home) or cheap furniture he didn't mind getting rid off. He had ONE real plant, which he kept in his shower because Mina told him to, the spiderplant seemed to thrive off of negligence it seemed. ] I don't have a lot of stuff, and I get get rid of, like... most of my furniture-
[ He pauses, turning to look around Katukis stylishly decorated living space- he took after his mom of course- so Eijirou turns to smile at him with a sheepish smirk, shrugging-] most of your stuff is nicer anyways?
[ There were a few things he would bring along into his new space, of course- pieces of his MANLY collecting from his dorms years! Some of his old gym pieces, more for keepsakes then use. His ultimate, mint condition Crimson Riot figure 00.3 version that came out when he bought with his first Pro Hero check(!!), and a cute limited edition Nendroid figure that came out of Katsuki the year before... A chibified version of Dynamight. His boyfriend was so cute even as a figure.
Had he seen it during one of his patrols and shamelessly walked into the store to buy it? Yes. Had it caused a huge PR scandal? Yeees. Would he do it again? YES. IT WAS THE LAST ONE! ]
... Weeell, it could use a little more red in some places~? [ Smirking, he taunts the huffing lips pressed to his cheek, Eijirou preens a big toothy smile as he nudgeees theire foreheads together, crimson hair brushing into ashen blonde, he smiles with little stars in his eyes-- a full grown, broad shoulders man was giddy from the idea of finally moving in together.] you'll get to be little spoon every night now, heh~ [ He smiiiiileesss into Katsukis cheek- like he doesn't like to be little spoon half of the time. Especially when he's sick!]
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Date: 7/23/25 13:05 (UTC)[As disgusted as he'd be to watch Hanta tape the shit out of all Eijirou's shit and drag it into the truck, it'd be stupid-but-effective in the end. They can kill themselves trying to peel all his tape off afterwards, dammit! He's not gonna help them for a second! (Though his tape eventually breaks down, so if Katsuki can live with a few bundles of boyfriend stuff sitting around the apartment...)
Yeah, their class could be one giant moving company with their Quirks, Hanta, Ochako, Momo to name specifics. He's not gonna suggest Tenya because even if the guy can get weightless items to the location at Mach 2, he can't stop so easily and that shit's gonna go flying across the country! DON'T INVITE EVERYONE!! YOU THINK HE WANTS TO HOST/COOK/PAY FOR ALL THOSE STUPID EXTRAS?! Doesn't want Eijirou doing that either!]
I NEVER SAID THAT!! HIRE A FUCKING MOVING COMPANY!! [Give them some proper business if you're just gonna pay your friends for doing the same job! And there goes his spiky-red-haired brain, whirling and chuffing and making the most out of his mental capacity. Katsuki's gonna give him such a look upon realizing his boyfriend's never bothered unpacking his usual boxes... Live where you are, idiot. Whatever, he'll make him unpack EVERYTHING when he moves in.
Bring the plant. Katsuki has a few cactus. Not in the shower.]
Let me see your furniture first. [He'll be the judge of that, buddy. As if he's gonna replace his own with Eijirou's (unless something's due for an upgrade), but he's not about to let the guy "get rid" of perfectly-good furniture when they can keep it in storage for the future or sell it to someone or give it to one of their friends who needs it. Denki could probably use some decent furniture, since Katsuki doesn't trust he picked out anything good.
Katsuki has a nerd bookshelf. Most of his collection remains back home with his parents (if they want him to take it, they'll say so, but he thinks they like keeping it for him since it reminds them of him) but some made its way here. Plus new additions. Including figures of his boyfriend. Damn right first edition mind condition! More cool than cute... though he has one...]
It's gonna have red all over it eventually. [Returning said smirk before he bites Eijirou on the cheek. Whole chomp, mouthful of cheek. Not hard, mostly a taunting gruff nom for being a sexy shit. Katsuki knows his boyfriend's never gonna grow out of his giddy childish side; it's one of his charm points.]
Haa?! You're not taller than me! You don't get to claim permanent big spoon! [He is AT MOST one centimeter taller than Katsuki.]
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Date: 7/28/25 04:06 (UTC)[Red eyebrows pinch in confusion- because technically he said 'party.' So, party. But when Katsuki mentions a moving company it dawns on him...
He can hire good people to do the job and still have a party. The dimples on his handsome face grow wider, Eijirou preens, whipping his head around to dawn his brilliant idea on his boyfriend-] uwaaa-! TRUE, you're right we can have some folks move the stuff- it's not a lot anyways- and then have a House Warming party! or- apartment warming party? Same thing.
[ He blinks when Katsuki requests to see the furniture, which sorta makes Eijirou smile- he leans over to press his face into the blondes like a spoiled, petulant grown child smiling into his favorite persons cheek.
He loves the idea of Katsuki wanting him in his space- their space. He's not sure why, they've been together for some time now, and the teenager version of himself would be jumping for joy if he heard Bakugou wanting to share rooms with him. Heck, one time he asked him to buy some cool semi-matching hoodies and he lost his shit. Now? It felt like being welcomed home after a long, long time.] mmmm, what do you wanna see? My used couch? my FANCY, ONE chair? ... maybe my awesome second-hand dresser~? [ He chuckles-] All yer'stuffs better than mine, Tsuki? [ Ah-! Eijirou wiiinces at the sudden chomp, and his chest bounces from being BITEN- instead of fighting it he leeeans into it, enjoying the subtle burn of Katsukis soft bite.
The only harm to ever come to Red Riots skin. Ever. And it was his favorite abrasion.
Then he turns his face- tugging off the bite with a little wince of his eye, as he smiles his big toothy own- trying to look scary-] ooohh... maybe you wanna see my bed~? [ Red gives him a pinched, wry smiiiiirk-
It was very rare they were slept together in his apartment. Katsukis was always far closer to work or- to mostly anything really. But on a rare occasion that Eijirou had to stay home... and the blonde visited. He'd seen his bed- at night. Sorta.
He leans over further, hands had already taking a nice spot on the blondes thighs, scouting the area subtly as they talked their wholesome conversation- by then his left hand was drawing small circles on Katsukis inner thigh with his thumb.] hm? [ Red eyes snap up to lock onto crimson- preening at the rebuttal-] I'm littteraly like one inch taller- [ Inches. Centimeters. Same thing. Eijirou grins, shrugging those broad shoulders as he leans back on his chair to somewhat turn his attention back to their dinner- but never scootching his chair away either.] maybe two~.
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Date: 8/13/25 17:01 (UTC)A moving party's where you fucking move shit. It's not some damn celebration with food and games.
[Gonna put a stop to that thought process before Eijirou decides to rock out to tunes while carrying a stack of books. He already sees his boyfriend's head wheels turning. Besides, a moving company's got years of experience, compared to a bunch of friends jumping in on shit none of them have done before. Mostly. Hell knows how Shouto and Momo got their shit in their rooms at U.A.
Ugh. Famous last words. Katsuki clicks his tongue, brows furrowing on his face above grit teeth. This guy's such a ball of good energy. Ticks him off... way less than it endears him to the blonde, but he's not saying that! Stupid dimples showing up on his charming smile, threatening to make his next words the go-to happening.]
Not until we get everything set up.
[Agree to his prerequisite and they can have an apartment-warming party with those other damn extras. He's not gonna have them come in and start putting shit places for them. Can you imagine everyone asking where this goes, what this is, digging into all their crap? Hell no! Uuuugh... Katsuki leans his head to the side over crossed arms as his manly man nuzzles into his face. Happy ass hedgehog.
There's a difference between wanting him in his space as a teenager going through school with only one room to his name and having his adult boyfriend moving in with him with an entire apartment to their own. He wouldn't call it the same as a shared hoodie. But getting to come home to Eijirou each night? Fuck, gonna take some getting used to.]
I said ALL of it, dumbass! [Right, chucking out "used" + "second hand" + "one" paints a pretty sorry + thrifty picture of his boyfriend's furniture choices. Definitely sounds like his shit's better than Eijirou's. Unless he's really attached to something, they'll be picking the upscale. You're not gonna be fucking scaring anyone with such a big ass smile, dork.] I've already seen your bed.
[The rare times he's actually been in Eijirou's apartment to sleep over. His always seemed to win out when it came to going to whose place. Another reason to move in. Katsuki rests his hands on his boyfriend's upper arms, thumbs tracing circles on his biceps in a mirror of what the other man's doing on his damn thighs. Two can play at this game! Red eyes lock with crimson, defiantly ready to defend his words!] A CENTIMETER!! [HUGE ASS DIFFERENCE! Not counting Eijirou's hair, which is indeed taller than Katsuki's.] Che.
[He hooks his foot around his boyfriend's chair leg and hauls it closer while he's heading towards it. There. Now he's more comfortable sitting side by side. Close enough to bump shoulders if they want. Back to food.] Make sure you tell your landlord when you plan to move out. They have to process shit.
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Date: 8/17/25 04:01 (UTC)Not until we get everything set up.
[ Eijirou shoots up, his back firmly straight and he pumps his fist-]
YOOSH!
[ Then he SMILES big and snickerrrrs- because that meant they were having a Party. A legit Party. Not a help-me-move-some-stuff-guuuys get-together party. A we're moving in together PARTY.
Their elbows bump, and his chair is pulled the mere inches left between them by Katsuki, which earns him an appreciated hum from Eijirou. He takes the chance to lean over quick, landing a quick peck to Katsukis scarred cheek. It looked smoother every day that went by, but he knew it probably still felt tender... So he is careful kissing him there. Unlike other places.]
Ooookaaay, we're look at all of it, hm. I got a few stuff I might wanna keep- [ His voice grows soft, turning to look around the plus dinning /kitchen open concept; Katsukis apartment was the coolest of them all- of course, Momo-san had her lux place, and Todoroki had settled for a modern, yet very traditional inclined home too. Even Midoriyas apartment was nice! Messy, but nice. The guy never got over collecting large amounts of memorabilia... and, work. His apartment was a files maze last time Eijirou visited briefly.] ... my stuff might look a lil' cheesy around your stuff though ?
[ It's not phrased in a negative way, but mostly curious about how it would fit together. Then again, Tsuki was his coolest friend, and Eijirou would admit himself a bit cheesy- and they fit great.]
eeeeeehhhhh?
[ Red turns slowly- arching a pointy red eyebrow at his boyfriend with a wry grin- he liked the way he still perked up at competition. Eijirou leeeeans over to peer into his lovers eyes- the thumbs on strong upper arms doesn't go missed, but teasing him was more important-] ... you wanna compare Hero plaques?
[ SOMEHOW (admin error maybe?)- his plaque noted Red Riot, standing tall, at an inch taller than Dynamights. Pro Hero license plaque- legit stuff. Eijirou didn't like to flaunt it......... only on emergencies.]
okay... [ Red head slowly nods along- tell landlord, check. He grows quiet for a moment, watching Katsuki start to eat again- and he leans over to try to keep their eyes met, as if looking for something- until he asks because Katsuki can't read his mind-] ... when am I moving in?
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Date: 8/19/25 20:11 (UTC)[Ngk! Does he have to repeat it to his face? Katsuki's expression curls in annoyance, completely contrasting his boyfriend's exuberant cheer and fist pump. Seriously? This guy... as pissed as he wants to be, his chest melts like a stupid popsicle in the sun when Eijirou smiles at him. Tch, guess they're having a damn party. AFTER shit gets moved and settled. He's not having a bunch of extras wandering around screwing shit up.]
You better be ready to play an awesome host. [Cause he's not doing all the work himself! (Watch him order Eijirou around anyways during preparation, if not yell at him at the party proper. Lips suddenly peck him right on the damn scar and Katsuki grunts angrily. Not really, but pride's a bitch. He clicks his tongue and shoves more food in his mouth, crunching away at it as if green lettuce and noodles owe him. Yeah, still healing.]
If something won't fit, we'll look into a storage unit. [He already has a few places in mind in case his parents end up needing his room for some reason. Not gonna be irresponsible and leave all his shit at their place! Even if his mom's already fought with him about stuff she wants to keep. Katsuki's apartment has a specific roundabout pattern, with the living room, kitchen/dining, and general area all connected through open doorways to allow easy continuous travel. Bedrooms are on the other side. Don't compare his place to those extras'! His is awesome! Shoto's is stupidly impressive despite himself, and he's surprised Izuku managed to get his own place without falling over.]
Your shit's fine, dumbass. I'm not putting your damn macho poster across the wall though! [Some of those accents and personal touches are not happening. Katsuki'll let Eijirou get away with more stuff in the rec room, but... And if they're gonna share a room, more compromises.]
What're you looking at? [Snarled right back at him through gum-bared rawr. Put that pointy brow down before he smashes it into your cheekbone! Eijirou leans over and Katsuki tilts his body to the side, bristling as his face threatens to flush despite himself. Dammit, getting in his person space like this-!! Still not even letting go of his stupid sexy arms.] I told you they got that shit wrong! [Even the Pros and machines can make a mistake! Don't for flashing it around when it's gonna be corrected soon! If ever. Maybe. Will Eijirou get taller than him by even more someday? Maybe. He'll kick his legs out from under him!]
Hm? [Munching away on another bite, he meets his eyes, staring into ruby reds one long second after another. Then swallows. Dammit, he's really not getting back to eating any time soon, is he? Chopstick clatter to the bowl and Katsuki fists his boyfriend's head, scrunching gelled spikes in the back as he hauls forward and claims his mouth. Kissing hard, fast, hot, heavy, ignoring flavor and maybe a bit of food slipping between his teeth.] End of the month.
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Date: 8/21/25 07:02 (UTC)I can host! I'm a great host!?
[ Eijirou has never. Hosted. Anything. In his entire young, vibrant life. But, he just knows he'd be a great host if he just had the tools and space to do it. He's thoughtful! And, he knows his friends favorite drinks. With that, he turns to SMILE big at Katsuki, leaning over a bit more to gasp-] and I'm an awesome helper- you know I can follow directions, easy~
[ Riiiight?
His smile drops a bit and he jerks up at the mention of his Manly™ banner- He gasps.]
how dare you. THAT it literally the best part of my apartment? [ He's gawking in pure disbelief of how Katsuki is treating his most prized possession of his childhood- the summer he decided to take ahold of his future! His resolution to being a Strong, dependable and Brave MAN. ] and it's not a POSTER??? It's a banner. It's stiched! [ Eijirou is smirking now, because yes he feels strongly about the banner- and now he has to leverage this with this tacky- but ultra cool- banner against Katsukis smooth and cool decor. ]
"wrong"? [ Red SCOFFS- a big, playful smirk tugging up his cheek as he snickers at the way his beloves handsome face scrunches up from the rage bait of their Pro ID's. To this, he wags his brows and SHRUGS those broad shoulders-] uh-huuuh, you're lucky you're older babe... I won't correct you about our heights in public. [ Eijirou smiles sweetly, oh he knows he's poking the bear.] Riot respects his elders~
[ It's true, and he contemplates doubling down on the teasing until he's pulled in for what feels like it might be a headbutt for being such a tease- but instead he's rewarded with a firm, whiplash of a kiss...
Don't tease a man who was just invited to move in and potentially never have to leave! Eijirou leans into the embrace with a strong hum of his own- chest rumbling happily as Katsuki speaks words into their mouths- something about the end of his mouth. Month. Moth? Eitherway, Red hums in agreement, whilst trying to deepen the kiss more, his weight proving to shift Katsukis chair a bit- until he pulls off with a happy smile. Peck, peck, pecking more kisses into those hot lips-] ...that's a long time from now. Almost three weeks, Tsuki.[ It sounds like a complaint dressed up as a puppy eyed pout; he even sticks out his lower lip. Like a kid.
but, he GRINS right after. He's in a good mood, clearly. He's playing with fire.] ... I dunno if I can live on my own that long, all...alone. All the way over there? Aloneee.
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Date: 8/23/25 16:39 (UTC)Hmph, you wanna be the host, you're gonna be giving the directions. [As if Katsuki's even gonna let Eijirou near the proverbial control panel. He loves his boyfriend dearly, but he's also aware of his abilities and preferences. Bring that smiling face in a little closer and-] You can co-host with me.
[As for the banner, Katsuki barely gives more than a scoff.] You can put the banner in the workout room. [Not budging. If they're going to share a room, he's no having that poster splayed out across the wall. Compromise is Eijirou's poster in the room they're gonna set aside for working out and other activities. Since sharing a bedroom means they won't need the other one.
It's a cool banner. Ridiculous, but cool. He knows his man loves it and went for quality.]
WRONG!! [Does he have to spell it out?! Katsuki measured Eijirou himself when he got home that very night, eyes blazing red and flaring on his explosive face. No amount of brow wagging and broad shoulder shrugging is gonna convince him there's more than a centimeter between their height, dammit! Eijirou used to be shorter than him in high school. Who the hell gave him permission to be taller?!] Urusei! Don't give me that "elders" crap! Want me to get the tape measure again!?
[Which isn't happening since he's suddenly kissing his boyfriend because who the fuck can stay mad at Eijirou for long? Even over something as petty as height changes. Lips to lips, eyes closing as his fingers tighten in his boyfriend's shirt. Suddenly feeling far too blocking for Katsuki's preference.
He asked him to move in with him with no intention of letting Eijirou leave. So he can tease him all he damn well wants. A low growl rumbles in his throat, chest hardening under his shirt as their lips brush along each other's with his words. Aa, the end of the month. Might not even feel that long if Eijirou starts trickling his stuff over here each time he comes for a visit. Rather than dropping it all on one weekend. He tilts his head, fitting their mouths together better, tongue playing over sharp teeth he's come to love feeling anywhere they set.] Ngh!
[Hey! He was kissing! Don't pull away! Oh, back to the smaller kisses rather than sloppy make outs.] Won't feel that long if you keep coming over, Ei. [He captures a lower pouting lip between his teeth, biting softly in lazy seconds. Until a wide grin drags it out from his jaws. Saying that kind of stuff to him, dammit. Alone, cold, no one around, fuck-] Are you trying to get me to fuck you right now?
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Date: 8/26/25 06:10 (UTC)[ Red SMILES with big, hopeful eyes as he grins, confidently. He's close enough to keep their gazes met, tilting his head to follow the way Katsuki turns away or towards him-
He knows his boyfriend well enough to know the blonde will deny him out of habit, but if Eijirou is determined enough to show he can follow through with a task- Katsuki will eventually be convinced. It's all about determination! ] but- you have, and you can tell me what to do. [ He chirps- and then SMIIIILES big when he's told he can "co-host". Yahoo! ]
no measuring tape required; I forfeit~
[ He coos with a singsong voice as he gives in- Katsukis internal rage about their height difference- even the mere centimeters- was amusing and incredibly cute. He was so intense, always, and he never lost the powerful glare he sported even on the first day they had met. If anything, it felt more intense. And handsome.] mmm... if I keep coming over, theeeen- [ Scarlet eyes roll over, bemused, while he playfully lays out his mental process- a wry grin tugging at his tanned cheek. Too much time in the sun, he even has a tan line from his gear. The muzzle. ] why go home~? I should just stay here, and- [A peck on the lips here, a peck on the chin there-] help you make a lil' room for me?
[ Oooww, he doesn't complain, but smiles at the tug to his lip. When its free from Katsukis bite, he rolls in said lip to taste it- humming as he chuckles at the last questions- broad shoulders bounce and he lets out an airy laugh as he leans over to dig his nose into the nook of Katsukis neck- he had such a way with words. Tempting. But Red HUFFS into his neck, whining with a smile against the blondes jawline- ] c'mooooon, is that a threat? mmm, is my loneliness a turn on to you?
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Date: 8/29/25 03:56 (UTC)[As dumb as his man can be, Katsuki trusts every damn happy determination powering Eijirou's actions. Backed up by such a huge smile, gleaming hope in his eyes with all confidence. One look at him and he knows the day's gonna go well. Co-hosting is Eijirou's reward. Stupid cheering hooking into the corner of his mouth and tugging upward. It cracks a grin across his face despite himself, heart swelling and chest warming like a damn schoolboy in the grip of his dumb crush. Dating for over three years now and this man can always find ways to make Katsuki fall in love all over again. As if it's the first time.]
you damn charming brat.
[One whole year of living at U.A., rooming beside the man who became his best friend in class, always content to know he edged Eijirou out in height a scant half an inch. And then the year passed, Eijirou caught up. Another two years of the same, growing at the same damn rate... Graduation, adult world, Pro Heroes. And his man overtook him. Earning his own edging out much to Katsuki's chagrin. Never did a damn thing about it but smile and love on him even as the blonde simmer in petty jealousy. Body wouldn't grow like he told it to, dammit! Did it matter? No.]
cause your stuff's still at your place, dumbass. [Red eyes narrow an exasperated zone, stomping his boyfriend's mental train tracks with a flat-faced scowl pulling at his previously-smiling lips. He's found Eijirou's tan lines cute, mapping out his oni mask's metal grating all this time. Last person who called his mask a muzzle got blasted.] You've already got room here. [Teeth snap, half-assed attempts to catch each bothering peck on his face.
Teeth scrape, he tastes a salty tang on his tongue from raked cells and skin, setting in a hunger in his stomach (or lower) which has nothing to do with food. Far more to do with those broad shoulders lifting, muscles he knows so intimately well flexing beneath his shirt, breathy chuckle purring in his ear. Katsuki tilts his head to the with a growl, one hand moving to scruff and scratch the back of a red-spiked head. Can't tell if his huff's prelude to disappointment or acceptance. Even simple Eijirou can be a two-choice man at times.]
Like hell. Killing the shit out of your stupid loneliness is. [When they fuck so hard, neither of them can feel lonely again for a whole damn week.]
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Date: 8/30/25 04:14 (UTC)[ He pulls Katsuki closer by the thighs, practically leaving little to no room left for their legs to move, or for them to move in general-
Eijirou couldn't help himself, the promise of being with Katsuki moving forward was making things fluff up inside him. He felt like a teenager again, just as if they were back in UA when they first discovered they could be more than mere friends. Their first kiss. That's what it felt like now, new and exciting. ]
if I'm so charmiiing- [ Voice low, flirting with a hush as he continues to lean over- it was a dangerous game he was playing, leaning his weight onto the edge of the table, plus his knee pushing into Katsukis chair a bit. It wouldn't be the first time a piece of furniture buckled at their joint weight- but Eijirou was too excited to notice. He leaned over to kiss up that paler jawline- lips ghosting words over the edge of his mans cheek, his scar-] why can't I just stay? [ Suddenly, the kissing stops-- crimson eyes peeking up to grin at Katsuki. It was a silent bribe. Let me stay, and I'll keep going.]
mmm~ [ His posture straightens slightly, hardly in alarm, but mostly in bemused caution at the threat of those half-baked bites the blonde was trying to land on him-- Eijirou grins at the action. And of course, he quickly leans over to try and steal a kiss after every failed bite-attack. He lands one or two- until he leans back to laugh it off-] no more biting or I'll get serious, for real. [ All said with a feigned "serious" scowl.]
so?! [ Another HUFF-] we just said we're gonna have someone else bring the stuff over, right? [ Trying to be a smart-ass and cute at the same time usually worked in his favor-- unless Katsuki already was dead-set on an action plan. He usually was. To the last words, they earn the blonde a sheepishly bashful but guilty grin from Eijirou- so he gets close once again, just at bites-reach, as he tilts his head to graze their noses together. And he whispers-] ... I'll give you a massage~?
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