[ heh, this is what he was waiting for: his gift from bakugou. hell yeah! excited to see what his boyfreind came up with this year and if it will outshine the last. denji was already grinning as he picked up the neat black box, turning it over like a kid examining a present to guess what was inside. his smile tilted sideways, confusion creeping in around the edges as he opened it. the excitement didn’t disappear ... it merely stalled, rearranged itself into something uncertain as the wooden double ringbox sat between his hands. his brain stalled again, but then picked up on a thought that denji quickly dismissed. there's a small note: pick a date. together. fill it. his chest tightened, emotions blooming into something so intense it almost hurt; the realization came in pieces, each one heavier than the last. a bit overwhelmed already, the half-devil got distracted by the other gifts, starting with the chocolate flowers, and then his gaze shifted towards their pictures together throughout the years in this city, going through the memory behind each visual. the lewd pair of briefs came last. he picked them up for a closer look, breathing out a heartfelt laugh despite the tears filling up his eyes. ah, only katsuki can make him laugh and cry at the same time.
and now— he reached for the letter. the word 'my fiance' caught and denji's heart slammed so hard it felt like it stole his breath, and he had to sit down before his legs remembered they were supposed to work. the bed creaked under his weight as he read it again, slower this time, every sentimental line pressing in on him from all sides. wait. they agreed to do this when they're older, right? has katsuki changed his mind?! what — is this real?!! he just sat there for a while longer, the letter clenched tight in his hands. a reckless spike of energy made him want to hunt bakugou down and hear it straight from him, hear it out loud, make it real. denji even pushed himself off the bed, halfway to bolting before his thoughts could catch up. then he stopped. he forced a slow breath in, then another. soon after, he sat back down, shoulders slumping as he let the rush burn itself out instead of feeding it. he read the note again, not searching this time, just letting the words exist. minutes passed without him counting it. his breathing evened out, his heart stopped trying to outrun his body. the reality of it all finally had room to sit beside him instead of crashing through him. soon after, the need to run was gone, replaced by resolve and a warm smile that belonged to someone who was deeply, sickly, and madly in love.
his christmas gift for bakugou waited nearby, and now it felt unfinished. yeah, change of plans ... ]
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and now— he reached for the letter. the word 'my fiance' caught and denji's heart slammed so hard it felt like it stole his breath, and he had to sit down before his legs remembered they were supposed to work. the bed creaked under his weight as he read it again, slower this time, every sentimental line pressing in on him from all sides. wait. they agreed to do this when they're older, right? has katsuki changed his mind?! what — is this real?!! he just sat there for a while longer, the letter clenched tight in his hands. a reckless spike of energy made him want to hunt bakugou down and hear it straight from him, hear it out loud, make it real. denji even pushed himself off the bed, halfway to bolting before his thoughts could catch up. then he stopped. he forced a slow breath in, then another. soon after, he sat back down, shoulders slumping as he let the rush burn itself out instead of feeding it. he read the note again, not searching this time, just letting the words exist. minutes passed without him counting it. his breathing evened out, his heart stopped trying to outrun his body. the reality of it all finally had room to sit beside him instead of crashing through him. soon after, the need to run was gone, replaced by resolve and a warm smile that belonged to someone who was deeply, sickly, and madly in love.
his christmas gift for bakugou waited nearby, and now it felt unfinished. yeah, change of plans ... ]