Wandering Cloud 🧡💚🧡 ( ‾́ ◡ ‾́ )

The first of many gifts

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☁️🧡💚mha✏️📝 art is up

Sorry, I'm quite busy and can't look after him.
Don't give him too many sweets and be kind 🥺

I did something eheh!
I drew some panels that I picked from the first chapter of MHA just for fun and practice.

I'd like to do so for all chapters, but I know it's impossible lol

And this one was clearly handmade. By Katsuki.

Hanta choked behind them.

Usually filled with material that could absorb someone's scent and hold it for months, scented pillows were used by everyone these days as comfort items, or to help babies sleep alone at night, but Tsuyu knew exactly what they were made first for.
They were The perfect courting gift.

Securely held in the arms of a now-sleeping Izuku was a scented pillow. Or, rather, what looked like a plushie.

Momo put her hand to her mouth. "Katsuki's been having trouble with his arm since yesterday," she said.
Shouto's eyes sparkled. He nodded. "And that's why Recovery Girl yelled at Katsuki the other day," he added.

A pillow, small and flat, in the shape of a grenade. It wasn't perfect, and the stitching was a little rough in some places, but it looked cute and soft.
"Oh," she could only say when a spicy scent invaded her nose. Cinnamon, with a sweet undertone.
She knew that scent.

She heard the rustling of blankets, and Izuku almost fell out of the nest on his face.

"Be careful," she softly chided, but he was too focused on reaching for the small thing to listen.

A sad whine, then a content purr as Izuku hugged his treasure, close to his chest.
Momo and Shouto moved closer.

Izuku blinked slowly and scrunched his nose, his brain trying to process everything.
Tsuyu let him, and out of the corner of her eye she noticed Shouto, Hanta, Tenya, and Momo staring at them from the table, papers scattered all around them.

Izuku let out a sleepy 'mmmrp?', and the girl smiled.

“I’m sorry,” she apologized, and pointed to the floor. “You dropped something.”

For when she had reached out to gently adjust the blanket on the other, something had rolled out of the boy’s arms, stopping her.

Something her instincts were telling her not to touch.

She felt sorry about waking the other up, Izuku had carried away the rubble from the mall that morning and he was visibly exhausted, but she had to.

"Izuku?" Tsuyu whispered, nudging gently the boy' shoulder.
The Omega was sleeping inside the pack nest in the common room, with a blissful expression on his face.

Then, something happened a week later.

Or, rather, something popped up.

Plus, Izuku and Katsuki were childhood friends - as the first loved to say now and there -, grown up with both families, so it made sense that they had visited both together.

And All Might, of course.

They were just kids, all of them, even if they had looked big and unstoppable during the War.

Maybe they just missed their family. It was only logical, after what had happened a few months ago - all the pain, anger, guilt, and despair. Everything was still fresh, and heavy on their tired shoulders -.

It was strange.
The pack thought they were on their first date, the class was so sure about it, but maybe it was too soon for their friends.

Only after a few days did they find out that the two had lunch with Izuku's mother, and then an early dinner with Katsuki's parents.
And after that, on Monday, they had lunch with All Might in the latter's office.

while looking at each others with wide eyes.
Footsteps echoed in the room, then along the stairs, then nothing, and after a few minutes of stillness, everyone relaxed, groaning.

The pack was watching a sci-fi serie when they came back, past dinner night.
The two shared soft words and giggles, unaware of the rest of the class, who held their breaths, remaining as still as possible, hands gripping arms, or shoulders, something for support,

When Sunday came, and the class didn't find the duo anywhere, they didn't worry too much, exchanging knowing smiles.
Maybe they went somewhere quiet, like UA library, or to the arcade that had recently reopened.

And they were so happy for them. Seeing Katsuki and Izuku having breakfast after the Confession, sporting timid smiles and rosy blushes, filled them with pure joy.

Izuku shily confessed later - class 2-A thought they'd be just like Eijirou and Mina.

Stealing kisses all day, walking around hand in hand, cuddling on the couch, with cheeks pressed together, and going out on dates when possible.