#BKDK sick fic, soft Katsuki, fluff . . After graduating from UA...

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After graduating from UA Deku & Dynamight accept offers at the same agency.
It's exciting. A new chapter in their friendship. They become roommates and learn each other's habits. The ones they weren't already familiar with.
An accidental "I love you" that gets returned without thought. Forehead kisses when the other heads in on the opposite shift.
When asked by friends and co-workers what they are, Izuku always answers, "He's my Kacchan."
Which was amazing! But the only place they could afford was far from their roots. In the northern part of the country.
Izuku has a tougher time. He's always been a Mama's Boy and not being able to continue their weekly dinners at the Midoriya household takes its toll on him.
He tries to comfort Izuku the best he can by making sure his boyfriend always has water and meds within reach.
Katsuki sighs and gets to work in the kitchen, pulling out a recipe book.
"Kacchan? How long have you been home?"
"So bossy," Izuku croaks, but still returns to the bedroom.
Carefully, Katsuki sits on the edge of the bed resting the tray on his lap. He reaches out and cards his fingers through his boyfriend's hair. Izuku is sweaty but not feverish.
"Even though I'm stuffed up, I can tell it smells good," Izuku responds groggily and sits up. "What did you make?"
Izuku's eyes widen, glistening in that way they always do, even if they're a bit foggy from sickness.
"My mom always makes me okayu when I'm sick."
"Oh." Izuku's shoulders sag. "I'm sorry. You weren't supposed to hear-"
"Shut up, Zuku. I may not be close to the old hag, but I get it, okay? I'm not your mom."
"Yeah, yeah. Eat."
Katsuki picks up the spoon and shoves it in Izuku's hand.
"No. It's-it tastes just l-like Mom's!" Izuku practically sobs as he goes on for seconds.
"When did you... never mind. You've always been sneaky asking Mom for her recipes."
"I really needed this, Kacchan. Thank you."
"Love you, too." Izuku mumbles sleepily.
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💚END🧡