[from the beginning to now, none of denji's unresolved issues has gotten in the way of their relationship. what began as pragmatic partnership developed into trusted companions to close friends to romantic boyfriends. no matter what pains and trauma rose from denji's background or what stubborn barricades came from katsuki's attitude, "they" didn't stop. moving forward silently under their noses until finally emerging in as a surprised despite being there for so long. even their initial date had been a prompted action from one of those stupid social experiments (well, they're called get together events, but there's a chip on bakugou's shoulder about them since forever). when it came, he refused to stop it or deny himself. only taking a while to get used to the idea. whether denji thought he was worthy or not didn't influence katsuki's decision to date him. and the not so decided decision to fall for him. that happened naturally. because denji.
nothing is wrong with dreaming, nothing is wrong with hopes and wishes. bakugou would be lying if he said he never had any of those. despite calling them goals and plans, they're still the ambitions in the mind of a young boy yearning to be the world's greatest hero. had he thought somewhere in his middle school years his life as a hero would include a partner? a romantic partner? not really. a young teenage "BLEH!" followed any suggestion of such mushy crap. truly, denji and katsuki had very different dreams growing up, due to having very different life circumstances. now, as he lies beside his boyfriend in the bed, sometimes katsuki finds himself wondering how he ever thought he'd have a heroic life without finding someone like this. without finding denji. yeah, logically he knows the answer, but this happiness and fulfillment... what a loss to never feel it. logic is ever the enemy of dreams. if he knew for sure they would reunite again, that he could even steal denji away into his own world and live with him in musutafu until they're old and still kicking (because fuck retiring), he would have meant these rings differently. but he can't. he can't promise that to denji truthfully. because he already vowed never to lie to the man he loves.
so they have the time here. unknown in duration, yet theirs for however they want in creation. if they're here when denji and he turn nineteen, after graduation happens, there's going to be a different story with those rings. but that's for two years later. for now, he wants to make his boy happy. as much as possible. and if that means making the giving of the rings a romantic affair that will linger in denji's mind and heart forever, he'll make it that intense. did he plan on it being a twilight woodland lake, devoid of clothing save for lantern light and firefly glow? nope! but he brought the rings with the intention of doing it this month, and hopefully in a time, place, setting, scene that would do denji's romantic heart justice.
well, they're both young and this is their first time. would it be them if they did everything perfect right now? communicated, thought, intent, and reception without the single twitch of awkward? bakugou demands perfection so much, but he's still a human and a boy, capable of fucking up, misreading, and other unintended slips. things he recovers from as he takes denji's hand in his and places the ring on his finger. sliding from the tip of his nail over the first joint to the second and finally settling against his knuckle with a silken smooth fit. hell yes his stomach twists into a billion knots and trades places with his heart, choking his breath without permission. fuck, he just put a ring on his boyfriend's finger! THAT'S NOT A SMALL THING, DAMMIT!! he'll survive the rush of feelings at least. guess it's not the worst moment to find his own guard dropped in front of denji. there's not much else they have on them left to drop as is.
at any point in this, he's expecting denji's emotions. tears, laughter, discomfort, sad, happy, embarrassed, awkward, a host of hugs and sappy things all over his face and neck. red eyes linger on the quiver of his boyfriend's lips, how his tawny eyes water in the light of the lantern. so often he'd tell others not to cry, or chastise them for being a crybaby. there's no attempt to do that now. denji's smile stays on, and so long as it matches the one in his eyes, teary and quivering as it may be, katsuki's good with that. there aren't any words needed. he lifts his head once the other boy has his hand on the box and lets him take it. nice shot. over the curtain and everything. (he can tell because there's neither the "ploosh" of it hitting water or the "scrunch" against dried pine or trundle in the dirt.) denji has the ring in his hand and it's katsuki's turn to feel his innards do gory gymnastics inside his torso. fuck, he just gave one to this boy! why the hell is he now getting these feelings?! they're even worse than when he slipped the ring on denji's finger! ... of course he doesn't resist. not when that crystal tear escapes the other boy's eye and wanders down his cheek. it means a lot. for both of them.
unfortunately for denji, katsuki's shied away from romance films. his mom made him sit and watch two of them before he declared he was done with them for life! doesn't mean he doesn't know the tropes and elements. it made him wonder, for a moment, whether denji would know the importance of which finger the ring went on. each had certain meanings in certain cultures, but there was one in particular... one he deliberately placed denji's ring on. a promise, a vow, a silver band wrapped around the half-devil's fourth finger. now mirrored as his boyfriend slips the ring onto katsuki's second from the left. there have been so many times he's rested his hand within denji's own, fingers interlocked. ever skin on skin. now there's going to be an interruption, crowned with two different tones of color, whenever they lace together. he's fine with that. denji's little tumble of words and emotions, however? ... yeah, his eyes aren't watering because katsuki's an eternal badass, but there's no way to hide how the cords in his neck tense and his throat dips in a hard swallow. fuck, saying those kinds of things...] Always.
[it's okay to dream. that's what makes the future happen. katsuki has no intention of failing the promise he made to denji, or abandoning the dreams they have together. water glides against his skin as the other boy steps in close. he moves his hand flush to denji's own. fingers slide and brush against each other's, lifting the half-devil's for a moment before he can slot his between his boyfriend's. and finally settle in a drape over the back of his hand, clinging softly between his knuckles and the slender bones under his skin. even as their hands drop down, they stay connected, eyes busy with each other. his handsome, beautiful, tragic man. a man katsuki has every intention of loving, protecting, saving, and healing no matter how long it took or what challenges rose because of it. he'll be with denji so fiercely, it'll be impossible for the hunter to go home without some element of the hero permanently threaded into his heart.]
Yeah. It's one of the reasons I wanted to get them. [there's a small smirk at the little whine curtailing the end of that check in question.] You'll ask for live locations no matter what, dumbass.
[and leans in for a kiss to seal the deal. since he doesn't have his arm around denji's neck, katsuki has to go up on his toes, but... whatever. he wants to do it.]
[ooc: we'll see what other roller coasters we can shove them on! eh, he did this knowing full well what he was asking for, and getting in the future. look, denji can now flash his ring and say "i'm taken" all he wants, knowing it's all the more true for it. katsuki will be happy knowing denji's happy when he looks at them. sometime they'll have to do that sappy partner thing where they lie side by side and hold their hands up to look at the rings together. what a dork.]
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nothing is wrong with dreaming, nothing is wrong with hopes and wishes. bakugou would be lying if he said he never had any of those. despite calling them goals and plans, they're still the ambitions in the mind of a young boy yearning to be the world's greatest hero. had he thought somewhere in his middle school years his life as a hero would include a partner? a romantic partner? not really. a young teenage "BLEH!" followed any suggestion of such mushy crap. truly, denji and katsuki had very different dreams growing up, due to having very different life circumstances. now, as he lies beside his boyfriend in the bed, sometimes katsuki finds himself wondering how he ever thought he'd have a heroic life without finding someone like this. without finding denji. yeah, logically he knows the answer, but this happiness and fulfillment... what a loss to never feel it. logic is ever the enemy of dreams. if he knew for sure they would reunite again, that he could even steal denji away into his own world and live with him in musutafu until they're old and still kicking (because fuck retiring), he would have meant these rings differently. but he can't. he can't promise that to denji truthfully. because he already vowed never to lie to the man he loves.
so they have the time here. unknown in duration, yet theirs for however they want in creation. if they're here when denji and he turn nineteen, after graduation happens, there's going to be a different story with those rings. but that's for two years later. for now, he wants to make his boy happy. as much as possible. and if that means making the giving of the rings a romantic affair that will linger in denji's mind and heart forever, he'll make it that intense. did he plan on it being a twilight woodland lake, devoid of clothing save for lantern light and firefly glow? nope! but he brought the rings with the intention of doing it this month, and hopefully in a time, place, setting, scene that would do denji's romantic heart justice.
well, they're both young and this is their first time. would it be them if they did everything perfect right now? communicated, thought, intent, and reception without the single twitch of awkward? bakugou demands perfection so much, but he's still a human and a boy, capable of fucking up, misreading, and other unintended slips. things he recovers from as he takes denji's hand in his and places the ring on his finger. sliding from the tip of his nail over the first joint to the second and finally settling against his knuckle with a silken smooth fit. hell yes his stomach twists into a billion knots and trades places with his heart, choking his breath without permission. fuck, he just put a ring on his boyfriend's finger! THAT'S NOT A SMALL THING, DAMMIT!! he'll survive the rush of feelings at least. guess it's not the worst moment to find his own guard dropped in front of denji. there's not much else they have on them left to drop as is.
at any point in this, he's expecting denji's emotions. tears, laughter, discomfort, sad, happy, embarrassed, awkward, a host of hugs and sappy things all over his face and neck. red eyes linger on the quiver of his boyfriend's lips, how his tawny eyes water in the light of the lantern. so often he'd tell others not to cry, or chastise them for being a crybaby. there's no attempt to do that now. denji's smile stays on, and so long as it matches the one in his eyes, teary and quivering as it may be, katsuki's good with that. there aren't any words needed. he lifts his head once the other boy has his hand on the box and lets him take it. nice shot. over the curtain and everything. (he can tell because there's neither the "ploosh" of it hitting water or the "scrunch" against dried pine or trundle in the dirt.) denji has the ring in his hand and it's katsuki's turn to feel his innards do gory gymnastics inside his torso. fuck, he just gave one to this boy! why the hell is he now getting these feelings?! they're even worse than when he slipped the ring on denji's finger! ... of course he doesn't resist. not when that crystal tear escapes the other boy's eye and wanders down his cheek. it means a lot. for both of them.
unfortunately for denji, katsuki's shied away from romance films. his mom made him sit and watch two of them before he declared he was done with them for life! doesn't mean he doesn't know the tropes and elements. it made him wonder, for a moment, whether denji would know the importance of which finger the ring went on. each had certain meanings in certain cultures, but there was one in particular... one he deliberately placed denji's ring on. a promise, a vow, a silver band wrapped around the half-devil's fourth finger. now mirrored as his boyfriend slips the ring onto katsuki's second from the left. there have been so many times he's rested his hand within denji's own, fingers interlocked. ever skin on skin. now there's going to be an interruption, crowned with two different tones of color, whenever they lace together. he's fine with that. denji's little tumble of words and emotions, however? ... yeah, his eyes aren't watering because katsuki's an eternal badass, but there's no way to hide how the cords in his neck tense and his throat dips in a hard swallow. fuck, saying those kinds of things...] Always.
[it's okay to dream. that's what makes the future happen. katsuki has no intention of failing the promise he made to denji, or abandoning the dreams they have together. water glides against his skin as the other boy steps in close. he moves his hand flush to denji's own. fingers slide and brush against each other's, lifting the half-devil's for a moment before he can slot his between his boyfriend's. and finally settle in a drape over the back of his hand, clinging softly between his knuckles and the slender bones under his skin. even as their hands drop down, they stay connected, eyes busy with each other. his handsome, beautiful, tragic man. a man katsuki has every intention of loving, protecting, saving, and healing no matter how long it took or what challenges rose because of it. he'll be with denji so fiercely, it'll be impossible for the hunter to go home without some element of the hero permanently threaded into his heart.]
Yeah. It's one of the reasons I wanted to get them. [there's a small smirk at the little whine curtailing the end of that check in question.] You'll ask for live locations no matter what, dumbass.
[and leans in for a kiss to seal the deal. since he doesn't have his arm around denji's neck, katsuki has to go up on his toes, but... whatever. he wants to do it.]
[ooc: we'll see what other roller coasters we can shove them on! eh, he did this knowing full well what he was asking for, and getting in the future. look, denji can now flash his ring and say "i'm taken" all he wants, knowing it's all the more true for it. katsuki will be happy knowing denji's happy when he looks at them. sometime they'll have to do that sappy partner thing where they lie side by side and hold their hands up to look at the rings together. what a dork.]