《Growing Old》Ice (Epilogue 2)
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"Merry Christmas, Kacchan!" Izuku beamed as the blonde hero walked into the house.
Bakugo returned the smile, cupping Izuku's face and giving him a long kiss, "Feliz Navidad, you idiot."
"Where'd you get that from?" Izuku laughed, being handed a present. "And what's this?"
"Kaminari and that's your present." Bakugo said as he raided the fridge for gingerbread cookies.
"You didn't have to get me anything." Izuku grumbled. "You already got me-"
"Just open the fucking thing." The blonde growled as he stuffed a cookie in his mouth.
Izuku rolled his eyes, carefully opening the gift. He opened up the box, bursting into laughter afterwards. He pulled out three figurines, one of All Might, himself, and Bakugo. The figurines were decked out in their hero outfits, but they Christmas themed.
He looked to Bakugo, who watched silently, "You're a dork."
"What?! Me?!" Bakugo lashed out. "I got those for you! Not for me!"
Izuku laughed, wrapping his arms around his husband, "I know, I know. Thank you."
"Of course." The blonde sighed, kissing the top of Izuku's head.
The greenette smiled, flicking him in the nose before going to throw away his wrapping paper. Bakugo smacked him across the head, earning a screech as he went to change out of his hero outfit and into sweatpants and a sweatshirt. The two had planned to go ice skating, and little did the short hero know was that Bakugo could actually skate.
And oh, was the blonde ready to show him up.
The two pulled their shoes on, walking to an outdoor ice skating rink that wasn't that far from their house. They paid for their tickets, then their skates, sitting down and changing into them.
"Ready to see my skills, Deku?" Bakugo chuckled as he stood.
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Izuku scoffed, "Yes, I'm ready to see you fall on your ass more than a thousand times."
They stumbled over to the rink, the blonde stabilizing himself by using Izuku's arm before taking off gracefully.
"Excuse me," Izuku gawked. "What?!"
"Come on, coward!" Bakugo mocked, skating around in a circle, sticking his tongue out at his lover.
Izuku huffed, pushing off the wall and towards his husband, "I hate you, so much."
"No..." The blonde chuckled, grabbing the other before he fell. "You love me and you know it. Come on, dipshit."
He grabbed Izuku's hand, pushing off his skate to move forward. The greenette was yanked toward him, his legs sliding away from each other as he slid his way.
The shorter of them chuckled awkwardly, "I... may have a problem."
Bakugo glanced behind him, bursting into laughter. Izuku had found himself doing the splits and unable to get up by himself. But what made him laugh was when Bakugo smacked right into wall of the rink. The two helped each other up, a bruise now forming on Bakugo's forehead.
Izuku pulled his head down, kissing the swollen bump and still laughing, "Tough fall."
"Shut up." Bakugo huffed, ruffling the greenette's hair. "Now come on, nerd! We've got more than half an hour to show these fuckers up with our skating skills!"
"Alright, Kacchan." Izuku chuckled, getting yanked forward.
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