#bkdk au where katsuki, an overworked office worker, was a regular...
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#bkdk au where katsuki, an overworked office worker, was a regular customer at a 24-hour convenience store where izuku worked at
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"The change is 600 Yen," Izuku chimed. He skillfully processed the transaction before tearing the receipt off, handing it to the store's regular customer along with his bag of onigiri.
Izuku put his hands together before bowing. "Thank you. See you again, Bakugou-san!"
Izuku put his hands together before bowing. "Thank you. See you again, Bakugou-san!"
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As Izuku straightened his body from his bow, his green eyes met red ones.
/Anytime now./
And sure enough, this regular customer called Bakugou nodded curtly, the corners of his lips pulling a tiny smile. "Thanks."
/There it is./
/Anytime now./
And sure enough, this regular customer called Bakugou nodded curtly, the corners of his lips pulling a tiny smile. "Thanks."
/There it is./
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Izuku couldn't help but to smile back, a little too wide but he couldn't care less.
Bakugou grabbed his bag of onigiri and left the store like every other night.
Izuku felt relief washed over himself, his shoulders felt a tad bit lighter.
The doorbell chimed.
"Welcome!"
Bakugou grabbed his bag of onigiri and left the store like every other night.
Izuku felt relief washed over himself, his shoulders felt a tad bit lighter.
The doorbell chimed.
"Welcome!"
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It's been three months since Izuku started working at FamilyMart. His journey to working the night shift at the 24-hour convenience store was not a straightforward one.
Born and raised in a modest neighborhood, Izuku had always been a diligent and hardworking individual.
It's been three months since Izuku started working at FamilyMart. His journey to working the night shift at the 24-hour convenience store was not a straightforward one.
Born and raised in a modest neighborhood, Izuku had always been a diligent and hardworking individual.
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But Izuku's dream to attend university and pursue a career in science after finishing high school came to a halt when his mother suddenly fell seriously ill.
The medical bills piled up quickly, and Izuku had to make a difficult decision.
The medical bills piled up quickly, and Izuku had to make a difficult decision.
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He postponed his university aspirations to take care of his mother. She was all he had, after all.
Taking on multiple part-time jobs, Izuku juggled his time between work and caring for his mother, his dreams of higher education temporarily set aside.
Taking on multiple part-time jobs, Izuku juggled his time between work and caring for his mother, his dreams of higher education temporarily set aside.
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The job at FamilyMart came as a blessing in disguise. It offered him a stable income and the flexibility to manage his other responsibilities. The night shift was grueling, but it allowed him to be home during the day to look after his mother, taking care of her needs.
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Izuku’s first few weeks at the store were tough. The hours were long and lonely, the work repetitive. But he found solace in the quiet hum of the store, the regularity of stocking shelves, and the rare interactions with the night-time customers.
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Over time, Izuku grew accustomed to the routine, finding small joys in his work, especially when it came to interacting with the customers.
One such customer was a certain tall blond. Izuku noticed him early on, the man’s presence was a constant during the late hours.
One such customer was a certain tall blond. Izuku noticed him early on, the man’s presence was a constant during the late hours.
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His tired demeanor, messy hair, and dark circles under his eyes spoke of a life as overworked as Izuku’s own.
Despite this, he always managed to give Izuku a small, tired smile, a gesture that Izuku found himself looking forward to every night.
Despite this, he always managed to give Izuku a small, tired smile, a gesture that Izuku found himself looking forward to every night.
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•The First Encounter
Izuku's first night on the job was quiet, with only a few customers coming into the store. Around 10pm, the door chimed, and in walked a tall blond, looking every bit the exhausted office worker.
"Welcome!" Izuku greeted him with a polite nod.
Izuku's first night on the job was quiet, with only a few customers coming into the store. Around 10pm, the door chimed, and in walked a tall blond, looking every bit the exhausted office worker.
"Welcome!" Izuku greeted him with a polite nod.
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The blond walked straight to the onigiri section, grabbed a couple, and headed to the counter.
As Izuku scanned the items, he glanced up and caught his weary eyes.
“Long day?” Izuku asked softly.
The blond simply nodded, managing a small, tired smile.
As Izuku scanned the items, he glanced up and caught his weary eyes.
“Long day?” Izuku asked softly.
The blond simply nodded, managing a small, tired smile.
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That smile lingered with Izuku long after he left the store.
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•A Small Gesture
The second week into his job, Izuku started to notice the blond's routine. He always came in around the same time, bought the same items, and left with the same small smile.
One night, the blond approached the counter, Izuku placed an extra onigiri in his bag.
The second week into his job, Izuku started to notice the blond's routine. He always came in around the same time, bought the same items, and left with the same small smile.
One night, the blond approached the counter, Izuku placed an extra onigiri in his bag.
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He raised a questioning eyebrow at Izuku.
“It’s on the house,” Izuku said, smiling.
The blond looked surprised but didn’t argue. Instead, he gave a curt nod, a small smile followed by. “Thanks.”
“It’s on the house,” Izuku said, smiling.
The blond looked surprised but didn’t argue. Instead, he gave a curt nod, a small smile followed by. “Thanks.”
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•A Shared Concern
One particularly rainy night, the blond entered the store looking more worn out than usual. His suit was slightly damp, and his hair clung to his forehead.
Izuku couldn’t help but feel concerned.
One particularly rainy night, the blond entered the store looking more worn out than usual. His suit was slightly damp, and his hair clung to his forehead.
Izuku couldn’t help but feel concerned.
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“Rough night?” Izuku asked.
“Yeah,” the blond replied, sighing deeply. He rubbed his temples, trying to ease his headache.
Izuku handed him a small packet of aspirin along with his onigiri. “For the headache.”
The blond looked at the packet, then back at Izuku. “Thanks.”
“Yeah,” the blond replied, sighing deeply. He rubbed his temples, trying to ease his headache.
Izuku handed him a small packet of aspirin along with his onigiri. “For the headache.”
The blond looked at the packet, then back at Izuku. “Thanks.”
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•The Unspoken Routine
Weeks passed and their interactions remained minimal but increasingly meaningful.
Izuku started preparing the blond's usual items before he even entered the store.
The blond always appreciated it with a nod and that familiar, small smile.
Weeks passed and their interactions remained minimal but increasingly meaningful.
Izuku started preparing the blond's usual items before he even entered the store.
The blond always appreciated it with a nod and that familiar, small smile.
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One night, as the blond left the store with his bag of onigiri, he turned back and said, “You’re always here, huh?”
Izuku chuckled softly. “Yeah, I guess I am.”
Izuku chuckled softly. “Yeah, I guess I am.”
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•A Subtle Change
One night, the blond walked into the store and noticed something different.
Izuku had added a small potted plant to the counter. It was a simple touch, but it made the place feel a bit more welcoming.
One night, the blond walked into the store and noticed something different.
Izuku had added a small potted plant to the counter. It was a simple touch, but it made the place feel a bit more welcoming.
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“Nice plant,” the blond commented as he paid for his onigiri.
Izuku beamed. “Thanks! I thought it might brighten up the place.”
Izuku beamed. “Thanks! I thought it might brighten up the place.”
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•The Night of the Bento
As more time passed, Izuku couldn't help but worry about whether the blond was getting enough proper nutrition.
The thought of the blond eating the same onigiri every night bothered him, especially now that he felt a deeper connection with him.
As more time passed, Izuku couldn't help but worry about whether the blond was getting enough proper nutrition.
The thought of the blond eating the same onigiri every night bothered him, especially now that he felt a deeper connection with him.
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As expected, the blond walked in that night, looking as exhausted as ever. But instead of letting him grab his usual onigiri, Izuku called out to him.
“Excuse me?”
“Yeah?” The blond responded, heading to the counter.
“Excuse me?”
“Yeah?” The blond responded, heading to the counter.
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“I don’t know if this is out of the line, but I... Here. I prepared this for you,” Izuku said, holding out the bento, his heart pounding.
The blond stared at the bento, his eyes wide with surprise.
“B-but it's okay if you don’t want it-” Izuku began to stammer.
The blond stared at the bento, his eyes wide with surprise.
“B-but it's okay if you don’t want it-” Izuku began to stammer.
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Before he could finish, the blond quickly snatched the bento from his hands. “You prepared it for me, so it’s mine now.”
“Okay…” Izuku replied, a bit taken aback.
The blond looked at the bento, then back at Izuku. “Thanks.”
“You’re welcome,” Izuku responded, smiling softly.
“Okay…” Izuku replied, a bit taken aback.
The blond looked at the bento, then back at Izuku. “Thanks.”
“You’re welcome,” Izuku responded, smiling softly.
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“Bakugou.”
“Hmm?” Izuku looked at the blond, puzzled.
“My name,” he clarified.
Izuku’s face lit up with a bright smile. He now knew the blond's name. “I’m Midoriya Izuku. Nice to know you, Bakugou-san!”
"Same here," the blond, whose name was Bakugou, paused. "Midoriya."
“Hmm?” Izuku looked at the blond, puzzled.
“My name,” he clarified.
Izuku’s face lit up with a bright smile. He now knew the blond's name. “I’m Midoriya Izuku. Nice to know you, Bakugou-san!”
"Same here," the blond, whose name was Bakugou, paused. "Midoriya."
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A brief silence passed but it felt like forever as they held each other's gazes.
Bakugou smiled at Izuku twice that night.
Bakugou smiled at Izuku twice that night.
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For months, this silent routine continued, neither of them saying much, but an unspoken bond forming through shared glances and subtle smiles.
Until one week, Izuku switched his night shifts with Uraraka, working the day shifts instead.
For months, this silent routine continued, neither of them saying much, but an unspoken bond forming through shared glances and subtle smiles.
Until one week, Izuku switched his night shifts with Uraraka, working the day shifts instead.
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The week passed uneventfully for Izuku, but he found himself missing the familiar presence of a certain blond.
“I wonder if he's eaten,” Izuku blurted out at dinner.
“Who's he?” Izuku's mother, Inko, asked.
“Uh, a friend!” Flustered, Izuku replied too fast for his own liking
“I wonder if he's eaten,” Izuku blurted out at dinner.
“Who's he?” Izuku's mother, Inko, asked.
“Uh, a friend!” Flustered, Izuku replied too fast for his own liking
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“It's nice hearing that you have friends, Izuku.” Inko's voice was getting strained. “I always feel bad that you can't go out and have fun with your friends like other youngsters because you have to take care of me.”
“Mom!” Izuku rushed to Inko's side and held her hands in his.
“Mom!” Izuku rushed to Inko's side and held her hands in his.
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“I'm so sorry that I hold you back from pursuing your dream, Izuku.” Inko sobbed.
Mirroring his mother's crying, Izuku shook his head. “Don't say that, mom. Don't feel sorry. It's my decision to take care of you. You will always come first to me. Everything else comes second.”
Mirroring his mother's crying, Izuku shook his head. “Don't say that, mom. Don't feel sorry. It's my decision to take care of you. You will always come first to me. Everything else comes second.”
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Inko lovingly cupped Izuku's tears stained face. “I wish you will get born into a better family in your next life, Izuku. You deserve a better family, better parents.”
Gently, Izuku caressed his mother's hands. “No. If there's a next life, I would like to be your son again.”
Gently, Izuku caressed his mother's hands. “No. If there's a next life, I would like to be your son again.”
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“So, are you going to tell me who is this he you mentioned during dinner earlier on?” Inko inquired, as she stood next to Izuku, who was doing the dishes at the sink.
Izuku almost dropped the plate he was washing. He felt blood rushing to his face. “Like I said, he's a friend.”
Izuku almost dropped the plate he was washing. He felt blood rushing to his face. “Like I said, he's a friend.”
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“Well, maybe you didn't notice this but I never heard you worrying about Uraraka, who is your friend, on whether or not she's eaten.”
Izuku froze on the spot, as his mother's words sank in.
/What?/
“I'll be in my room, Izuku.” Inko patted Izuku's shoulder gently and left.
Izuku froze on the spot, as his mother's words sank in.
/What?/
“I'll be in my room, Izuku.” Inko patted Izuku's shoulder gently and left.
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His mother's words lingered throughout the night.
Even after tossing and turning for hours, Izuku couldn't fall asleep that night.
Next week couldn't come fast enough.
Even after tossing and turning for hours, Izuku couldn't fall asleep that night.
Next week couldn't come fast enough.
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When Izuku returned to his night shift, he hoped to see Bakugou walk in, and sure enough, he did.
However, tonight was different. Instead of heading towards the usual onigiri section, Bakugou marched straight to the cashier counter, a slight frown on his face.
When Izuku returned to his night shift, he hoped to see Bakugou walk in, and sure enough, he did.
However, tonight was different. Instead of heading towards the usual onigiri section, Bakugou marched straight to the cashier counter, a slight frown on his face.
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“Where have you been?” Bakugou's voice, though typically gruff, held an edge of concern that took Izuku aback.
"Ah, good evening, Bakugou-san! I switched my night shift with Uraraka-san last week," Izuku explained, his tone gentle.
"Ah, good evening, Bakugou-san! I switched my night shift with Uraraka-san last week," Izuku explained, his tone gentle.
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Bakugou, gripping the edge of the counter with both hands, exhaled sharply. "Thank goodness."
"Are you okay, Bakugou-san?" Izuku asked, his brows furrowing in concern.
Without missing a beat, Bakugou blurted out, "Do you wanna get hitched with me?"
"Are you okay, Bakugou-san?" Izuku asked, his brows furrowing in concern.
Without missing a beat, Bakugou blurted out, "Do you wanna get hitched with me?"
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Izuku's eyes widened, utterly shocked. He could hear his heart in his ears. "I BEG YOUR PARDON!?"
"I said, do you wanna get hitched with me?" Bakugou repeated, his intense gaze unwavering, sending chills down Izuku's spine.
"I said, do you wanna get hitched with me?" Bakugou repeated, his intense gaze unwavering, sending chills down Izuku's spine.
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Izuku shook his head, trying to process the sudden proposal. "No, I mean, I heard you, but what do you mean get hitched with you? As in, me marrying you?"
"Exactly," Bakugou affirmed, his tone unyielding.
/What is going on here?/
Izuku couldn't wrap this around his head.
"Exactly," Bakugou affirmed, his tone unyielding.
/What is going on here?/
Izuku couldn't wrap this around his head.
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"But we don't even know each other that well?" Izuku countered, bewildered.
They met every night, yes, but their minimal interactions were not even dating-worthy.
So, where did this sudden proposal even come from?
"We can get know each other later," Bakugou replied swiftly.
They met every night, yes, but their minimal interactions were not even dating-worthy.
So, where did this sudden proposal even come from?
"We can get know each other later," Bakugou replied swiftly.
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"What happened to going out on dates?" Izuku asked, still grappling with the unexpected turn of events.
"You would know that I literally don't have time for dating. But if you want to, we can do that later too. Do you like me?"
Bakugou's directness left Izuku speechless.
"You would know that I literally don't have time for dating. But if you want to, we can do that later too. Do you like me?"
Bakugou's directness left Izuku speechless.
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“Why didn't you start with that question first?”
“My bad. I got nervous. Do you like me?”
Izuku wanted to look away but couldn't. Not when Bakugou held their eye contact as if his heart would stop at once if he ever broke it.
“My bad. I got nervous. Do you like me?”
Izuku wanted to look away but couldn't. Not when Bakugou held their eye contact as if his heart would stop at once if he ever broke it.
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Izuku wanted to say no to the question but couldn't. Not when he himself walked into the store with springs in his steps at the thoughts of seeing Bakugou again.
"Yes.." Izuku admitted defeatedly
"So, that settles it then," Katsuki stated, as if the matter was already decided.
"Yes.." Izuku admitted defeatedly
"So, that settles it then," Katsuki stated, as if the matter was already decided.
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“What- What do you mean that settles it, Bakugou-san?”
“You like me. That's good enough reason for us to marry.”
“Wait- I- I'm sorry but this is too sudden. Where did this idea even come from?" Izuku pressed, needing to understand.
“You like me. That's good enough reason for us to marry.”
“Wait- I- I'm sorry but this is too sudden. Where did this idea even come from?" Izuku pressed, needing to understand.
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Bakugou ran a hand down his face, frustration evident.
“I don't even know, okay? All I know is that it drove me fucking nuts when I didn't see you for a whole week. I couldn't think straight at work. I couldn't breathe thinking I might not be able to see you ever again.”
“I don't even know, okay? All I know is that it drove me fucking nuts when I didn't see you for a whole week. I couldn't think straight at work. I couldn't breathe thinking I might not be able to see you ever again.”
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“Bakugou-san...”
“You're always there. A constant. You made me feel seen. You made me look forward to my mundane office life. So, I don't wanna lose the only constant that I could ever have in my life. I like you. I like you enough to marry you right here, right now.”
“You're always there. A constant. You made me feel seen. You made me look forward to my mundane office life. So, I don't wanna lose the only constant that I could ever have in my life. I like you. I like you enough to marry you right here, right now.”
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Izuku's face turned crimson at the heartfelt confession. "Bakugou-san..."
Bakugou pulled out a golden ring from his pocket, his eyes desperate.
Izuku's eyes widened at the sight. Bakugou was serious about it.
"Marry me, Midoriya."
Bakugou pulled out a golden ring from his pocket, his eyes desperate.
Izuku's eyes widened at the sight. Bakugou was serious about it.
"Marry me, Midoriya."
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Izuku thought of his mother's words and the interactions he and Bakugou had in these few months they've known each other.
Besides his mother, Bakugou was the only person Izuku cared about.
Izuku had never been in love before. Maybe this was the closest for him to being in love.
Besides his mother, Bakugou was the only person Izuku cared about.
Izuku had never been in love before. Maybe this was the closest for him to being in love.
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"Are you sure about this?" Izuku asked, more to himself than to Bakugou.
“Yes.” Bakugou nodded desperately.
“I have a sick mother at home to take care of.” Izuku still tried to talk Bakugou out of it.
“I'll take care of both you and your mother.”
Silence settled in.
“Yes.” Bakugou nodded desperately.
“I have a sick mother at home to take care of.” Izuku still tried to talk Bakugou out of it.
“I'll take care of both you and your mother.”
Silence settled in.
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Izuku breathed in deeply.
".. Alright then," Izuku agreed, his voice soft but resolute. "If you're okay with me, Bakugou-san."
"Katsuki," Bakugou corrected, a rare, vulnerable smile gracing his lips.
"Hmm?" Izuku tilted his head, a small smile forming.
"My name's Katsuki."
".. Alright then," Izuku agreed, his voice soft but resolute. "If you're okay with me, Bakugou-san."
"Katsuki," Bakugou corrected, a rare, vulnerable smile gracing his lips.
"Hmm?" Izuku tilted his head, a small smile forming.
"My name's Katsuki."
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/Déjà vu. Haven't we been here before?/
Izuku's smile widened, warmth filling his eyes. "Well, Katsuki, I'll be in your care."
"Same here," Bakugou Katsuki nodded and slipped the ring he's holding on Izuku's ring finger, before a familiar small smile appeared. "Izuku."
Izuku's smile widened, warmth filling his eyes. "Well, Katsuki, I'll be in your care."
"Same here," Bakugou Katsuki nodded and slipped the ring he's holding on Izuku's ring finger, before a familiar small smile appeared. "Izuku."
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In that quiet, fluorescent-lit convenience store, amidst the mundane items and the hum of refrigerators, a profound promise was made. It was unconventional and sudden, but for Izuku and Katsuki, it was the beginning of something beautifully unexpected.
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OH MY GOD I ACTUALLY FINISHED WRITING THIS IDEA OUT. I'M SO HAPPY THAT IT'S OUT FROM MY SYSTEM. NOW I CAN SLEEP IN PEACE. WISHING THIS AU BKDK OF MINE A VERY HAPPY UNCONVENTIONAL WEDDING 💒👨❤️👨🧡💚
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OH MY GOD I ACTUALLY FINISHED WRITING THIS IDEA OUT. I'M SO HAPPY THAT IT'S OUT FROM MY SYSTEM. NOW I CAN SLEEP IN PEACE. WISHING THIS AU BKDK OF MINE A VERY HAPPY UNCONVENTIONAL WEDDING 💒👨❤️👨🧡💚
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<Katsuki's point of view>
Katsuki often found himself stuck in the same monotonous, repetitive routine, as well as overworked, as an office worker.
His days were filled with back-to-back meetings, endless paperwork, and the constant pressure to outperform his colleagues.
Katsuki often found himself stuck in the same monotonous, repetitive routine, as well as overworked, as an office worker.
His days were filled with back-to-back meetings, endless paperwork, and the constant pressure to outperform his colleagues.
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By the time the clock struck midnight, he was usually worn out, his hair disheveled and dark circles prominent under his eyes.
Each night, on his way home, he would stop by the nearest 24-hour convenience store to grab a quick bite to eat.
Each night, on his way home, he would stop by the nearest 24-hour convenience store to grab a quick bite to eat.
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It was a small, insignificant part of his day, but it provided a moment of rest.
The store was always quiet, and the night-shift cashier, was a familiar, comforting presence.
The store was always quiet, and the night-shift cashier, was a familiar, comforting presence.
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At first, Katsuki barely acknowledged the green-haired male beyond the standard pleasantries.
He noticed it's a new staff member there but he was too exhausted to care much about anything other than getting his onigiri and heading home.
He noticed it's a new staff member there but he was too exhausted to care much about anything other than getting his onigiri and heading home.
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But over time, he began to notice the small things. The cashier's polite greetings, his genuine smile, the way he always seemed to be concerned for Katsuki’s well-being.
And the way the cashier's freckled face lit up with a smile stirred an odd feeling inside Katsuki's chest.
And the way the cashier's freckled face lit up with a smile stirred an odd feeling inside Katsuki's chest.
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Despite his fatigue, Katsuki found himself looking forward to those brief interactions.
There was something soothing about Izuku’s presence, something that made the burdens of the day feel a little lighter.
Katsuki didn't mind staying back for work until late hours anymore.
There was something soothing about Izuku’s presence, something that made the burdens of the day feel a little lighter.
Katsuki didn't mind staying back for work until late hours anymore.
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“You're always here, huh?” Katsuki asked one night.
When Izuku chuckled softly, Katsuki burned the melodious sound at the back of his mind.
“Yeah. I guess, I am.”
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Until one day, Izuku wasn't there.
And Katsuki felt a knot in the pit of his stomach.
When Izuku chuckled softly, Katsuki burned the melodious sound at the back of his mind.
“Yeah. I guess, I am.”
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Until one day, Izuku wasn't there.
And Katsuki felt a knot in the pit of his stomach.
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• Day 1: Discomfort
Katsuki’s week began like any other, marked by the usual grind of work and the relentless demands of his job.
Exhausted from the day’s tasks, he made his way to FamilyMart, expecting to see Izuku’s familiar face.
Katsuki’s week began like any other, marked by the usual grind of work and the relentless demands of his job.
Exhausted from the day’s tasks, he made his way to FamilyMart, expecting to see Izuku’s familiar face.
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Instead, he was greeted by a different cashier. Katsuki felt a flicker of disappointment but brushed it off.
Katsuki gave a curt nod to the cashier, grabbing his usual onigiri.
He couldn’t help but notice that the routine exchange felt empty without Izuku’s gentle presence.
Katsuki gave a curt nod to the cashier, grabbing his usual onigiri.
He couldn’t help but notice that the routine exchange felt empty without Izuku’s gentle presence.
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• Day 2: Irritation
The second night, Katsuki’s disappointment turned into mild irritation.
He found himself missing Izuku’s friendly smile and the brief, comforting conversations.
The second night, Katsuki’s disappointment turned into mild irritation.
He found himself missing Izuku’s friendly smile and the brief, comforting conversations.
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Work had been particularly grueling, and he realized how much he relied on those small moments of kindness to decompress.
As Katsuki paid for his onigiri for the night, he felt a pang of frustration. He hadn’t realized how much he looked forward to seeing Izuku until now.
As Katsuki paid for his onigiri for the night, he felt a pang of frustration. He hadn’t realized how much he looked forward to seeing Izuku until now.
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• Day 3: Restlessness
By the third night, Katsuki’s restlessness grew. His work performance began to suffer as his mind kept drifting to thoughts of Izuku. He couldn’t focus, and his usual efficiency was noticeably absent.
By the third night, Katsuki’s restlessness grew. His work performance began to suffer as his mind kept drifting to thoughts of Izuku. He couldn’t focus, and his usual efficiency was noticeably absent.
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His colleagues remarked on his unusual mood, but Katsuki brushed them off with a scowl.
“Is everything okay?” the female cashier at FamilyMart asked one night, concerned.
“I’m fine,” Katsuki replied curtly, grabbing his onigiri and leaving quickly.
“Is everything okay?” the female cashier at FamilyMart asked one night, concerned.
“I’m fine,” Katsuki replied curtly, grabbing his onigiri and leaving quickly.
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Katsuki spent the night tossing and turning, unable to shake off the unsettling feeling of missing something important.
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• Day 4: Acknowledgment
On the fourth day, Katsuki acknowledged the truth: he missed Izuku.
It wasn’t just about the routine; it was about Izuku’s presence.
The realization hit him hard.
He's used to those brief interactions and without them, his days felt incomplete.
On the fourth day, Katsuki acknowledged the truth: he missed Izuku.
It wasn’t just about the routine; it was about Izuku’s presence.
The realization hit him hard.
He's used to those brief interactions and without them, his days felt incomplete.
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That night, he lingered at the store longer than usual, hoping for some news about Izuku’s return.
“When is Midoriya back on the night shift?” he asked the female cashier .
“He’ll be back next week.”
Katsuki nodded, feeling a strange mix of relief and anticipation.
“When is Midoriya back on the night shift?” he asked the female cashier .
“He’ll be back next week.”
Katsuki nodded, feeling a strange mix of relief and anticipation.
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• Day 5: Distraction
As the week progressed, Katsuki found himself increasingly distracted. He caught himself daydreaming about Izuku, wondering what he was doing and how he was spending his days.
As the week progressed, Katsuki found himself increasingly distracted. He caught himself daydreaming about Izuku, wondering what he was doing and how he was spending his days.
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The persistent thoughts invaded his mind during meetings and even during moments when he should have been focused on work.
“You okay, Bakugou?” one of his colleagues asked during a break.
“Just tired,” Katsuki grumbled, unwilling to admit the real reason behind his distraction.
“You okay, Bakugou?” one of his colleagues asked during a break.
“Just tired,” Katsuki grumbled, unwilling to admit the real reason behind his distraction.
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• Day 6: Realization
On the sixth day, Katsuki’s frustration reached its peak. He realized he couldn’t go on like this. The thought of not seeing Izuku again terrified him.
The week without Izuku had shown him just how much he had come to rely on those interactions.
On the sixth day, Katsuki’s frustration reached its peak. He realized he couldn’t go on like this. The thought of not seeing Izuku again terrified him.
The week without Izuku had shown him just how much he had come to rely on those interactions.
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He missed Izuku’s smile, his kind words, and the way he made Katsuki feel seen and cared for.
That night, as he walked into the store, he didn’t bother with pleasantries.
“Tell Midoriya I’m looking for him,” he said to the other cashier before grabbing his onigiri and leaving.
That night, as he walked into the store, he didn’t bother with pleasantries.
“Tell Midoriya I’m looking for him,” he said to the other cashier before grabbing his onigiri and leaving.
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Upon returning home, Katsuki wrestled with his thoughts.
It was clear to him now that Izuku had become someone important to him. The absence had highlighted just how much Izuku meant to him.
It was clear to him now that Izuku had become someone important to him. The absence had highlighted just how much Izuku meant to him.
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Katsuki was not one to dwell on emotions for long; he was a man of action. He knew he had to do something about these feelings, and he couldn’t wait any longer.
He paced around his apartment, considering his options. Dating felt too slow; he didn’t want to waste any more time.
He paced around his apartment, considering his options. Dating felt too slow; he didn’t want to waste any more time.
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He wanted something permanent, something that would ensure he wouldn’t lose Izuku again.
His mind kept returning to the idea of marriage. It was unconventional, impulsive even, but it felt right.
He looked around his apartment and he could picture Izuku being in every corner.
His mind kept returning to the idea of marriage. It was unconventional, impulsive even, but it felt right.
He looked around his apartment and he could picture Izuku being in every corner.
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/Holy shit./
Katsuki had always been decisive, and once he set his mind on something, he pursued it relentlessly.
The thought of proposing to Izuku seemed bold, but it was the only way he could think of to express the depth of his feelings and ensure they stayed together.
Katsuki had always been decisive, and once he set his mind on something, he pursued it relentlessly.
The thought of proposing to Izuku seemed bold, but it was the only way he could think of to express the depth of his feelings and ensure they stayed together.
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• Day 7: Decision
The next day, Katsuki wandered into a jewelry store in the afternoon, feeling somewhat out of his element but determined.
He browsed through the selection of rings, looking for something that felt right. He was drawn to rings that were simple yet elegant.
The next day, Katsuki wandered into a jewelry store in the afternoon, feeling somewhat out of his element but determined.
He browsed through the selection of rings, looking for something that felt right. He was drawn to rings that were simple yet elegant.
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He wanted something that reflected Izuku’s personality; something not too flashy but still meaningful.
After much deliberation, Katsuki found a ring that caught his eye.
The ring Katsuki chose was a golden band with a modest, brilliant-cut emerald at its center.
After much deliberation, Katsuki found a ring that caught his eye.
The ring Katsuki chose was a golden band with a modest, brilliant-cut emerald at its center.
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The emerald was a deep, vibrant green, reminiscent of Izuku’s eyes, and it was flanked by two smaller diamonds, adding a touch of sparkle without being overly extravagant.
The simplicity of the design perfectly captured the essence of Izuku - elegant, understated, and unique.
The simplicity of the design perfectly captured the essence of Izuku - elegant, understated, and unique.
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“Perfect,” Katsuki whispered under his breath. “I'll get this one.”
“Excellent choice, sir,” the storekeeper commented, smiling. “They'll love it.”
“God. I hope he would say yes,” Katsuki blurted out of desperation.
The stokekeeper chuckled. “Down bad?”
“Seems so.”
“Excellent choice, sir,” the storekeeper commented, smiling. “They'll love it.”
“God. I hope he would say yes,” Katsuki blurted out of desperation.
The stokekeeper chuckled. “Down bad?”
“Seems so.”
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• The Night of the Proposal
Finally, Monday night arrived. Katsuki walked into the convenience store, his heart pounding in his chest.
As soon as he saw Izuku at the counter, looking as cheerful as ever, a wave of relief washed over him.
Finally, Monday night arrived. Katsuki walked into the convenience store, his heart pounding in his chest.
As soon as he saw Izuku at the counter, looking as cheerful as ever, a wave of relief washed over him.
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“Where have you been?”Katsuki demanded, his voice betraying the week of pent-up emotions.
Izuku looked taken aback. “Ah, good evening, Bakugou-san! I switched my night shift with Uraraka-san last week.”
Katsuki gripped the edge of the counter, exhaling deeply. “Thank goodness.”
Izuku looked taken aback. “Ah, good evening, Bakugou-san! I switched my night shift with Uraraka-san last week.”
Katsuki gripped the edge of the counter, exhaling deeply. “Thank goodness.”
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“Are you okay, Bakugou-san?”
Seeing the concern in Izuku’s eyes, Katsuki’s emotions spilled over.
The week without Izuku had made him realize just how important Izuku was to him, and he couldn’t waste any more time.
Seeing the concern in Izuku’s eyes, Katsuki’s emotions spilled over.
The week without Izuku had made him realize just how important Izuku was to him, and he couldn’t waste any more time.
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The words tumbled out before Katsuki could second-guess himself.
“Do you wanna get hitched with me?”
“Do you wanna get hitched with me?”
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I think that's it from katsuki's pov (this came out of nowhere istg i was only drafting out the epilogue earlier today 😭) will update when i actually have enough for the epilogue later sgdjsjdk thanks for reading! 🧡💚
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I think that's it from katsuki's pov (this came out of nowhere istg i was only drafting out the epilogue earlier today 😭) will update when i actually have enough for the epilogue later sgdjsjdk thanks for reading! 🧡💚
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#bkdk au where katsuki, an overworked office worker, was a regular customer at a 24-hour convenience store where izuku worked at
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no one asked but i actually have ko-fi 🙈 kbye *runs away* ko-fi.com/hero_dekuu