#bkdk #bakudeku #fluff "Mitsuki, is the camera ready?" "Ah hold on....

"Mitsuki, is the camera ready?"
"Ah hold on. I pressed the wrong button."
"Mom, hurry up!"
"Shut it, brat! You gotta be more patient with me."
Mitsuki rolled her eyes with a smile, finally setting up the camera. She raises the device to her chest
Music begins to play.
The blonde woman pans the camera to Izuku, four years old and wearing a green veil. He's holding a bouquet of white lilies while his other hand is secure in Inko's grasp. She then moves the camera to her
She still couldn't believe that they were doing this, hosting a small wedding for their kids. She could vividly remember how Katsuki came barging in with Izuku following close behind, and demanded
And well, here she is now.
The camera is back on Izuku as the little
Izuku holds back his giggle and waves excitedly at her.
Katsuki, on the other hand, was as stiff as a board. Though this
Izuku finally reached the end of the aisle with a bright smile on his face, mouthing
"Are we s'possed to hold hands, Uncle?"Izuku asks.
"Well obviously!"Katsuki spat before Masaru could answer the question clearly meant for him. The four year old takes Izuku's small hands in his with a scowl. "Haven't you ever seen two-
"I have, Kacchan. But I forgot that they hold hands."
"Tch, whatever."
Masaru goes into a kneeling position, placing a hand on their shoulder. "We are all gathered here to join these two in pretend holy matrimony-"
"Okay. Okay, Katsuki."Masaru says with a chuckle. He then clears his throat. "Today, we are all gathered here to join these two in /real/-
Katsuki frowns.
Izuku's eyebrows knit together in confusion. "V-vows?"
"Vows is like a promise made by each partner, but to make it easier for you kids, just say what you like about each-
His viridian irises light up.
"What we like about each other? Oh that's easy-"
"I want to say mine first!"Katsuki quickly interrupts, placing his hand on Izuku's face which muffled the rest of his words.
She sighs. Where the fuck did he get this attitude from?
Katsuki clears his throat, about to begin but once his eyes locked
"I guess I like your stupid eyes and your-
"That's the nicest thing Kacchan has ever said to me."Izuku confessed, using his green veil to wipe at his wet cheeks. Inko cooes softly.
Mitsuki had to muffle the 'aww'
Izuku nods, "Okay. Okay. I'll stop,"he said with a sniffle. "So...what I like about Kacchan is his eyes. They're very pretty and that's why red is my favouritest colour.".Katsuki blushed. "And I
Izuku gives Katsuki's hand a light squeeze with the brightest smile on his freckled face.
"I'm really really really happy that you're my best friend, Kacchan. I love you!"
This time Mitsuki cooes loudly, however Katsuki doesn't look at her as he stares at
And then, a tear slides down his cheek.
"K-Kacchan?"
More tears fall, and Katsuki tries to hide them by turning his face away.
"Kacchan, why are you crying?"
"I'm not crying! You're crying!"he hissed.
Masaru gives
But Izuku's chubby little hands let go of Katsuki's hands, and he holds his face. The pads of his thumbs brush against his
"I didn't mean to make you cry, Kacchan."Izuku said, sincerity in his tone. "I'm sorry."
Katsuki blinks and then huffs. He wipes off the mucus trailing from his nose using the sleeve of his blazer. "Don't-
The four year old looks unconvinced."Promise?"
He smiles."Promise."
Inko starts sobbing.
"Mom??" "Auntie, what happened??"
"It's nothing. It's nothing. Don't mind me."she waves off their concern as she dabs
"I'd be lying if I said that I didn't expect you to cry during all this."Mitsuki teases, and the green haired woman throws her a playful glare.
"Boys-". They all look at the brunette man. "-next is the ring exchange. Would you like to wear-
"Of course we wanna wear them ourselves. We aren't babies, dad!"Katsuki interrupts as Izuku laces their fingers with a firm nod.
Masaru chuckles. "Okay. Okay. I was just asking." He digs into his pockets and pulls out the rings
"And without further ado!"Masaru announced with a
Izuku doesn't hesitate to plant a big wet kiss on Katsuki's cheek, giggling as he does it.
Mitsuki laughs at the stunned expression on her son's face before he tackles Izuku and kisses his cheek.
Masaru stands to the side, but he does tap his foot to the beat.
The blonde woman threw her head back in laughter. Katsuki complains that her dancing is 'embarrassing him
Now, Mitsuki smiles fondly at the memory, blinking away the tears as she watches her now twenty-six year old son slowly slide the wedding ring onto Izuku's finger with shaky hands.
"Kacchan."Izuku softly
The blond chokes back another sob, gripping tightly onto his hands. "Fuck. It-it's nothing."he said, shaking his head with a smile. "I'm just really fucking happy. Like I'm actually marrying the love of my life right-
Izuku laughed too, and with a watery smile, he said,"I ask myself the same question too, Kacchan. Every single day."
Katsuki holds Izuku close and dips him into a kiss, and the world around them becomes a mix of
Mitsuki rarely ever cries, but fuck, she was bawling her eyes out right now as she hugged a sobbing Inko, repeating the words 'My son is married! My son is actually married' over and over again as if it was some sort of mantra.
And she still couldn't believe it.
But she was glad, because no other person could complete Kastuki the way Izuku does.

