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The camera blurred as it refocused onto piercing red eyes. “If my kitchen burns down, I’m fucking deleting this account,” Katsuki mumbled darkly.
In the background, a headful of green, curly hair popped into view. “Kacchan? Did you say something?”
“Yeah, there’s big fucking chance I’m losing my main source of income in a couple hours, so buckle up, nerd.”
The mic barely picked up Izuku’s “You’re joking right? We haven’t paid off the house yet-“ before the screen cut to a new scene.
Two men were standing behind a large marble counter. The taller, with spiky blond hair and a permanent scowl stuck on his mouth, dragged his hand down his face in a show of regret. The shorter man next to him shot nervous looks to the side with wide, green eyes, as if something was about to explode at any second.
(That something being Katsuki’s patience.)
Katsuki suddenly slammed his hand down on the counter with a loud smack, making Izuku flinch, and glared at the camera. “Apparently you Bakubitches haven’t seen me suffer enough, as you can tell by the godforsaken title of this godforsaken video,” Katsuki gritted out.
Next to him, Izuku’s brow twitched, “Kacchan, I’m sure it’s not going to be that bad-“
“Shut the fuck up Deku!” Katsuki growled, “The only reason I’m doing this is because stupid Eiji and Denki blackmailed me into it. Fuckers made me choose between this and marathoning Riverdale. And just do you know, Deku, it was a close fucking call.”
Izuku’s brow twitched again. “Oh?” His voice has gone down at least 10 degrees, “Well if it was such a close fucking call like you said, I guess you can just go watch Riverdale with them then,” He started walking out of the shot and Katsuki’s eyes visibly widened in panic. “Don’t text me when you’re back!” His call echoed.
Katsuki’s back straightened and his fingers twitched on the counter, “Wait, ‘Zuku, I was just kidding, I swear-“ The scene was cut again.
The duo have returned on camera much calmer than before. Izuku giggled as he’s wrapped into a backhug by Katsuki, shivering when the taller nosed at his neck, “K-Kacchan, stop that! We’re never going to finish the video at this rate!” A blush spread over his freckles.
Katsuki ignored him and continued nuzzling into Izuku’s neck. “Welcome back to Kat’s Kooking,” He mumbled into the warm skin. The words came out fuzzy and Izuku had to elbow him in the guts to get Katsuki speaking properly again.
“Fuck,” Katsuki grunted. He hooked his chin over Izuku’s shoulder and moved his arms so they crossed over Izuku’s chest protectively. “Fine. By popular demand, I’m going to be cooking with my boyfriend Izuku AKA ‘Deku’ today. If you don’t know him, get the fuck out of my channel. If you do but you don’t follow him, get the fuck out of my channel. If I find any hate comments about him, that’s a fucking hate crime and I’ll treat it like one, so don’t test me, bitch,” Katsuki growled as he sent Izuku into another fit of giggles.
“Fuck,” Katsuki swore before peppering Izuku’s cheeks with an onslaught of kisses, “Stop fucking giggling, that shit’s too cute. It’s illegal to laugh in this household now,” He ordered.
Izuku snorted, “Don’t be ridiculous Kacchan. Would you rather I scowl and yell like you? I think one Bakugou Katsuki is more than enough for the world to handle.”
“Damn fucking right,” The blond said with an oddly proud smirk on his face. “Anyway, a lot of nosey-ass people have been wondering why this guy’s never cooked on my channel before,” He tightened his arms around Izuku’s waist, “Easy answer, Deku can’t cook for shit and the only way he’s still alive is because of me and my sheer prowess in the kitchen.”
“Hey, that’s not-“
“He was boiling water a week ago and fucking burned one of my good pots.”
“Kacchan, all of them are your ‘good pots’,” Izuku rolled his eyes exasperatedly.
“That’s what you got from what I just said? Listen up, nerd, or I’ll have to call the fire department. Again.”
Before Izuku can make another retort, Katsuki quickly butted in, “Deku has no idea what we’re making. So if this goes terribly, we’re gonna force Kiri and Denki to chow it down.” He has an evil grin on his lips, “Let’s get cooking, mother fuckers.”
The screen cuts to a shaky close up of Izuku’s face, filmed with a handheld camera. “Look at all those fuckin’ freckles,” Katsuki mumbled from behind the camera.
Bright green eyes squinted at him in suspicion, “Was that…a vine reference for my freckles?”
“Fuck no! Don’t you dare insult vine like that. And stop standing there, go get the rice!” Katsuki barked out.
Izuku rolled his eyes but complied. He fished out their half-empty bag of rice, “You say that like you didn’t just try to kiss all my freckles an hour ago.”
“Yeah, ’n what about it? I don’t see you complaining.” Katsuki cleared his throat in embarrassment, “One cup of rice in the pot. Wash that shit, I wanna see my fucking reflection in those grains, nerd.”
Izuku choked as he scooped the rice up, “What? Reflection?”
“Fuck yeah. Deku, you gotta clean the rice like you mean it. You scared you’ll hurt it or something?”
A blush bloomed across Izuku’s cheeks, “D-Don’t be stupid Kacchan, of course I’m not scared..”
Katsuki groaned softly, “This is gonna be a long fucking video.”
“Ok, now press ‘cook’.”
…
“Nothing’s happening.”
“What the fuck d’you mean nothing’s happening? Deku if you broke the rice cooker, I swear to fucking god-“
“I didn’t! I just pressed a button and nothing happened!”
…
The camera shook as Katsuki waved a plug at Izuku. “Maybe if it was PLUGGED IN it would work, HUH?!” The blond said heatedly before shoving the plug into the outlet, “A-fucking-gain nerd, let’s go!”
“You know what, I don’t think I like being in the kitchen with you after all,” Izuku pouted as he pressed the ‘cook’ button. The rice cooker lit up with a digital timer.
“Yeah, well too fuckin’ bad. Now you gotta hold the camera because fuck if I’m letting you near the meat.” Katsuki held the camera out.
Izuku slowly zoomed in on Katsuki, who was pounding into the pork chops with a vengeance. “I take back everything I said earlier,” Izuku whispered to himself as the camera panned over Katsuki’s flexed muscles. “This is sexier than I thought cooking could ever be.”
The camera glided over the thick cords of muscle that were Katsuki’s arms, blurring and refocusing with every strike to the meat. Izuku’s breath hitched when the viewfinder strayed to Katuski’s eyes. The blond’s fiery red eyes were narrowed, sharp and playful as he aimed his most alluring look at the man behind the camera.
The mic caught Izuku’s strangled yelp before the scene blurred and the camera dropped to the floor.
“Deku!”
“-it working?”
“Think so. Don’t fucking scare me like that, Deku, leave the screaming in our bedroom.”
“K-Kacchan!” The video feed returned to a very red-faced Izuku Midoriya.
Katsuki rolled his eyes as he breaded the chops, “Stop acting like a pre-pubescent virgin and go oil up the pan. A light layer, got it, nerd? Make sure the pan is hot enough too.”
Izuku huffed but grabbed a glass of oil anyway. “Keep up the act and there’ll definitely be no screaming of any sort, anywhere.”
“Was that a fucking threat, Deku?”
Green eyes clashed with red. “Yeah Kacchan, what about it?”
Katsuki scowled as turned back to his chops. “Fucking noted,” He sourly replied.
Izuku turned the camera around and showed a smirk. You don’t live with Bakugou Katsuki for a year and not pick up a few tricks to tame him. He popped the stopper off the glass and started to drizzle the oil on the pan. Izuku squinted, how much oil did Kacchan say to pour?
“Hey, Kacchan,” He turned around to look at Katsuki, who was still breading the meat, “Is this enough oil?” Izuku tilted the pan just enough so that Katsuki could see.
“Yeah, I- What the fuck, Deku?!” Katsuki yelled when his saw the pan, half-full of oil. He quickly set the meat down and washed his hands. “What don’t you get about a light fuckin’ layer? The pork chops would’ve been drowning in that!” He continued as he dried his hands with a towel.
Izuku looked down at the pan. Was it really that bad? He held the camera closer and whispered, “I think Kacchan’s perfectionism is coming out again. It’s not that full, right guys?” His voice faded off as he showed the pan to the camera.
Katsuki came over and held his hand above the oil. “At least the oil hasn’t heated up yet,” He muttered and started to pour some of the oil into a separate jar he brought over. “If you’re ever like Deku and put way too much fucking oil, just pour that shit into another container and use it again,” Katsuki said to the camera.
“See?” Izuku happily filmed on the side, “You got to give good advice and the pan didn’t burn. I didn’t mess up too bad, Kacchan!”
Katsuki narrowed his eyes at him but didn't say a word as he capped the jar and set it aside. Fuck, Izuku was making him soft.
“Oi, Deku, get out of the way or just get burned by the oil when it spits,” Katsuki warned as he reached for the plate of chops and a pair of tongs.
Izuku gasped with wide eyes, “Is it gonna get everywhere? Does it really hurt? Kacchan, are you going to be okay?”
“Stop rambling. It shouldn’t spit as much because there’s not a lot of water. Of course it fucking hurts, but I’ve been doing this for years and that shit doesn’t scare me. Got it, nerd?” Katsuki subtly puffed his chest out in pride.
Izuku gave him a hesitant nod. “Yeah… I think I’m just gonna…” He rushed to hide behind Katsuki’s broad back, “I’m good, you can fry it now.” He mumbled behind the blond.
Katsuki barked out a laugh at Izuku’s behavior because fuck, if his boyfriend wasn’t the most adorable thing in the entire universe. “Watch me wine and dine the fuck out of you, nerd. You’ll be so overwhelmed by my cooking skills, you’ll drop down on one fuckin’ knee,” He grinned viciously.
A loud sizzling rushed through the audio as Katsuki carefully laid the seasoned chops onto the pan. It’s almost loud enough to drown out what Izuku says.
“I don’t think that’s what ‘wine and dine’ means, Kacchan,” Izuku gently wrapped his arms around his boyfriend’s waist and peered over his shoulder. “And if you wanted me to propose, then you could’ve just said so.”
“Fuck!” Katsuki screeched when Izuku’s words made him drop the meat in the pan and drops of fiery oil spat at him. “GO BEAT THE FUCKING EGGS, ‘ZUKU!” Katsuki shrieked in a panic, his pet name for Izuku slipping out in the midst of it all.
Izuku left a cackle ringing in his ears as he obliged Katsuki’s orders. The blond could only flip his chops with a frazzledness masked by aggression while thoughts of the perfect meal and the perfect ring lived in his head, rent fucking free.
“Kacchan, it hurts!”
“Don’t be a fucking baby, Dek- Are you fucking crying?”
Izuku tried to sniffle subtly. It didn't work.
“Give me the fucking knife,” Katsuki snarled and began dicing the onions into tiny, mutilated pieces, because who the fuck thought they had the right to make his boyfriend cry? Nobody, that’s fucking who. “If you still wanna cook, the ingredients are on my phone. Mix everything else into a small bowl.”
“Don’t be stupid Kacchan, of course I can still cook,” Izuku sniffled again but he wiped away his tears with the edge of his shirt. His oversized shirt that looked very similar to the one that Katsuki’s parents had sent to him a week ago-
“You wearing my new fucking shirt, Deku?” Katsuki eyed his boyfriend up and down.
Izuku pouted, looking down at his fit, “It’s colorful and I liked it, so I thought it would look good for the video..”
Katsuki averted his gaze, “You look good, ‘Zuku. You look like-“ He coughed awkwardly, “You look like you’re mine.”
A delight filled Izuku with Katsuki’s somewhat possessive words. With eyes shining brighter than their future, he caught Katsuki off guard with a quick peck to his lips. “I like that. I like that a lot,” He said with shy smile.
Katsuki couldn’t break the stare between them, even as his eyes watered from the onions, “Well then, you’re just gonna have to start wearing my fucking clothes more often now, nerd.”
Izuku grinned, “Gladly.”
The realization finally kicked in when Katsuki poured the eggs into the pan. The familiar sight made Izuku gasp, “Kacchan, are we making katsudon?!”
Katsuki smirked as he set the bowl he was holding down on the counter, “Heh, finally realized, Deku?”
“I can’t believe we made my favourite meal together…” Izuku’s eyes were looking suspiciously shiny, “Thanks for teaching me, Kacchan!”
“Agh, stop the sentimental crap and start plating the rice, ‘Zuku,” Katsuki ordered as he averted his gaze and the tips of his ears reddened.
When the egg was fully cooked, Katsuki skillfully divides the chop-and-egg mixture in half, placing them above the plated rice. One side-look at his boyfriend told him than Izuku was practically salivating at the steaming hot katsudon in front of them. He gently pushed Izuku’s chin up, “Our house obviously doesn’t have flies but if we did, they’d be flying straight into your big mouth, Deku.”
Izuku swallowed, eyes still fixed on the katsudon, “Sorry Kacchan, it just looks so delicious! I think I could eat both plates, to be honest.”
“Don’t even try it, Deku.”
Katsuki added the final touch, a sprinkle of chopped spring onions, and voila. “Damn right it looks fucking delicious,” Katsuki mumbled as he panned the camera over the katsudon. “I expected nothing else, obviously, it was made in my kitchen,” Katsuki added smugly.
“Kacchan, you said it was a close call between this and watching Riverdale,” Izuku deadpanned.
“F-Fuck off! I already told you it was a joke, didn’t I?” Katsuki grumbled, flustered by earlier events.
Izuku hummed, “Yeah, you also told me that you love me and that you’d still love me even if I burned down our kitchen along with our Samsung 36-inch, 27.7 cubic feet, French Door, Smart Refrigerator in-“
“Oi, I can see you reading that off your fucking phone, nerd,” Katsuki’s face was pink because god forbid anyone find out that he is 100% whipped and in love with the nerd beside him. A voice in his head, which sounded strangely like a mix of Eiji and Denki, told him that it’s already too late, everyone can see the heart eyes he holds for Izuku Midoriya. But to be fair, Katsuki thought, doesn’t everybody?
“And I never said anything about the fucking fridge, like hell you’re not banned from the kitchen if you burned that down,” Katsuki continued.
“Yeah…but you’d still love me, so I win, ha!” Izuku said cheekily and stuck his tongue out.
Who’s the real winner here, Katsuki thought wryly. Fuck, Izuku really was making him softer and softer by the day. Next thing he knows, he’ll be buying matching fucking chef aprons or some other domestic shit. “Whatever, nerd,” He said, the blush still prominent on his face. He shoved a plate of katsudon in Izuku’s direction, “Eat.”
He watched fondly as Izuku clapped his hands together and exclaimed, “Itadakimasu!” before he shoved a heaping spoonful into his mouth.
“Mmm!” Izuku squealed in euphoria, “Ish sho gud, Kaccha’!” He waved the spoon he was holding to emphasize his point.
Katsuki scrunched his nose in poorly hidden adoration, “Swallow your fucking food before you talk, Deku.”
Izuku audibly gulped before fixing those bright green eyes on Katsuki, “I said ‘It’s so good, Kacchan’! Gosh, I think this is the best katsudon I’ve had in my life!”
Katsuki smirked and tried some himself. “Mm,” He made a satisfied noise as the juicy-butteriness of katsudon filled his mouth. “Fuck, maybe you did make some points when you said katsudon was your favorite,” He admitted and went for another mouthful.
Izuku widened his eyes and nodded furiously, “Right? And this one’s even more delicious because we made it together, Kacchan!” He exclaimed.
Katsuki’s ears turned red again and he stubbornly fixes his gaze on the food in front of him but he still muttered, “Fuckin’ obvious, nerd.” The side of his lips quirked up when Izuku’s laughter rang throughout the kitchen.
(He ended up giving Izuku half of his plate, despite him shutting down the idea earlier.)
Kiri 7 minutes ago
Bakubro ur heart eyes are showing….That’s so manly!!! That’s my best friend, go best friend!!!!!!
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Kat’sKooking 7 minutes ago
I’m fucking unsubscribing from you.
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Deku 7 minutes ago
He’s just joking, Kirishima! I think… :D
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Denki 5 minutes ago
Bakubro u gotta share your secrets,,, how’d you pull someone like Izuku TT
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BakuTiddies 3 minutes ago
OMGDJSJSKK WE DID IT BAKUBITCHES!!! WE FINALLY GOT THE BAKUDEKU COLLAB WE’VE BEEN SCREAMING FOR!!!!!!!
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ITS 2AM AND IM UWU-ING SO FUCKING HARD FOR THESE MEN
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Shooterz4Baku 5 minutes ago
I think this just gave me enough serotonin for the rest of the year
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Deku’sFreckles 4 minutes ago
Deku is Literally the most adorable human on this forsaken planet??? Like the smile at 10:12? Dead. Writing my will rn.
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So are we gonna talk abt 8:55 or….
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Bakugou’sPot 7 minutes ago
The way Deku literally lost track of all thought because of Baku’s thicc af arms?
Yeah.
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Damn, I wish I had a Baku to ogle at. Also who can blame Deku?? Those muscles look
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THE WAY BAKUGOU’S PERSONALITY DID A FULL 180 AT 1:02???? IZUKU IS SO POWERFUL WOW HIS MIND
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BakuDaddy 6 minutes ago
Baku: Yeah it was a tough decision lol
Deku: K. Don’t text me when ur back
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But the way Baku was hugging him right after that?? UwU
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Literally, Baku simps for Deku just as hard as Deku simps back. It’s a BKDK world and
we’re just livin in it
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Welp. Get ready for BKDK moments pt.4582923 guys
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BKDK shamelessly flirting for 20 minutes (not so) straight
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OMG DEKU LIKED HELPHDJSKSKSS
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BKDK HUSBANDS CONFIRMED AKSJDHSJS
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