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It was a huge relief that this year the Olympics were in Japan, and being in Tokyo added an extra level of excitement for Izuku who was looking forward to visiting a few restaurants and shops they didn’t have back home.
“If you don’t quit wiggling around, people are going to think you have a vibrator shoved up your ass.” Katsuki whispers into his boyfriend"s ear, smirking with an amused chuckle when the greenette squeaks, face flaring a wonderful red.
“Kacchan!” Izuku squeals, covering his face with his hands, shrinking back into his seat.
They were in the middle of a run-down of their team"s opponents and times while riding in the bus they rented out for the occasion. Before Izuku could say more, the bus pulled up in front of their hotel. Everyone piling out, eager to unpack and go look around.
~3 Days Later~
“Is this helping, Kacchan?” Izuku says softly, massaging the fighter’s abs and pecs. He had just come out of an intense fight the winner and was now on the short list for winning the whole shabang.
“Hmm, guy was a weak ass mother fucker.” Katsuki groans, rolling his head back, enjoying the feeling of the greenette’s skillful hands and fingers on him.
“Everyone is weak compared to Kacchan.” Izuku grins, becoming a little more /sensual/ with his touches. Lightly he pulls and rubs over the blonde’s nipples, smirking smugly when a soft moan escapes the dozing athlete.
Scarlet eyes snap open, a cocky grin alerting the smaller man that maybe he bit off a little more than he can chew.
“Careful Deku, I have no qualms about bending you over the railing, fucking you stupid in front of all these people and cameras, letting them see me breed you like the little whore you are.” Katsuki growls in Izuku’s ear, causing his breath to come out in a needy whine, biting his lower lip aroused.
The blonde pulls back, a seductive smirk on his face, eyes dark with desire, but that would have to wait. They had things they still needed to do, and sadly Izuku was on birth control, something he was going to have to fix at some point in the future.
“Don’t worry, baby, I’ll give you what you want when we get back to our room.” Katsuki chuckles cruelly, pulling back, but not before placing a chaste kiss on plush lips.
~2 Days Later~
“Ladies and Gentlemen, welcome into the ring three-time gold medal winner, and world champion, Tetsutestu Tetsutetsu! And in the other corner we have the rising golden boy! Who already has one gold medal under his belt, Katsuki Bakugou!” The announcer boasts, pointing from a silver-haired man with a wide smile of sharp teeth, over to Katsuki who was glaring stoically at his competition. A nervous Izuku standing outside the ring, tightly gripping the ropes. The referee motions for the fighters to knock fists in recognition before taking a step back and out of the ring.
“Ready, set, fight!”
Tetsutetsu was the first to advance, rushing Katsuki, throwing a right hook. Katsuki takes a step back and pivots on his left foot, letting his opponent stumble slightly, barely righting himself before Katsuki was wailing on him. Punch after punch, Tetsutetsu didn’t even have time to react, the blonde not giving him even a second to defend.
When Tetsutetsu finally got a punch off, he got Katsuki right in the nose, forcing the blonde off him enough to advance. Izuku sucks in a breath, fighting the urge to rush to his boyfriend’s side.
DING! DING!
The bell sounds and the fighters are herded to their corners. Izuku instantly ducks under the ropes to tend to Katsuki’s bleeding nose, while the water boy, Kirishima, gets their champ something to drink. The red head was another fighter from the gym and had begged Katsuki to be his water boy this year.
“How are you feeling Kacchan, anything broken?” The greenette asks rapidly, looking the blonde over carefully.
“I’m fine, baby. My nose hurts like a bitch, but other than that the extra couldn’t land a good hit on me.” Katsuki says, voice soothing, scarlet eyes soft, filled with affection.
“Of course, Kacchan is amazing.” Izuku says, putting away the medical supplies, smiling lovingly at his lover, concern in his emerald eyes.
DING! DING!
The signal of the next round breaks the couple from their moment. Scarlet eyes turning from fond to fierce the second they leave Izuku’s face. Determined, Katsuki stands, his opponent looking nervous as they meet in the center of the ring again.
“Fight!”
Unlike before, Tetsutetsu doesn"t even get off a single punch before Katsuki hits him with a powerful uppercut, instantly KO the champ, claiming the title for himself.
The crowd goes nuts as the silver haired man falls to the floor, eyes rolling to the back of his head as he hits the ground with a heavy thud.
The referee starts the countdown, the crowd joining in, Katsuki smirking victoriously down at his unconscious opponent. Once he was declared the winner, the thundering cheers were deafening. With an excited exaltation, Izuku slips through the ropes and jumps into Katsuki"s waiting arms, crying tears of joy as Katsuki chuckles, spinning him around.
“Kacchan, you did it!” The greenette cries, smiling brightly through the tears, peppering Katsuki’s face in affectionate kisses.
The blonde can’t help but smile fondly at the love of his life, but eventually they have to part after he gives the smaller man a passionate kiss. He turns towards the announcer; the medics already have taken away the loser.
The words the man says fall on deaf ears as he looks over at the proud greenette, his heart swelling with love and pride. Not for winning, but for being able to call Izuku his. That’s when the realization dawns on him that he isn’t really his till he puts a ring on it.
With a knowing smirk, he turns back to the announcer as he gets his medal. He catches Kirishima’s eye and nods, the red head beaming at him before reaching into his pocket, smiling. The waterboy reaches into Katsuki’s bag and pulls out a small velvet box.
Reporters flood the ring, all wanting to get some attention from the new number 1, but he’s not giving them an inch, his full focus on the little greenette that’s standing beside him.
When Kirishima finally makes it to his side, everyone is watching, confused. Izuku looks between them, wondering what’s up when the blonde whispers something in the redhead’s ear.
“Kacchan, what’s going on?” Izuku asks as Katsuki comes to stand before him, a thousand lights flashing around them.
“This.” Katsuki says voice wavering with anxiety. He gets down on one knee, opening the box to show a delicate diamond ring. “Will you marry me, Izuku?”
The greenette gasps, his jaw slack as new tears start building, face nearly breaking from his bright smile. He starts nodding rapidly, holding out his left hand.
“Yes, yes, Kacchan, yes!” Izuku sobs, jumping into Katsuki’s arms once the ring is on his finger, a perfect fit.
~1 Day Later~
They were at the final awards ceremony for the Boxing portion of the Olympics, Katsuki standing proudly at the very top.
Izuku couldn’t help but laugh at his fiancé’s smug smirk and puffed out chest, finding it adorable that this big, tough fighter looked like a proud kid that just received his first gold sticker in class.
“Mr. Bakugou, how does it feel to be the new world champion and win your second gold medal?” A reporter asks, pushing through the crowd.
“Feels fucking amazing, but not nearly as amazing as the love of my life agreeing to marry me and standing by my side through everything, I’ve thrown at him for the last 9 years.” Katsuki’s words make the crowd aww and smile, some wishing they could find someone like that.
“Yes, we saw your proposal to your trainer yesterday, it was very sweet.” The reporter says. “Is he here today?” She asks, looking around for the greenette, who has always been a staple at the athlete’s side.
“Course he is! That little nerd has never left my side since I first joined the gym.” Katsuki chuckles, grinning. His eyes snap up from the reporter to instantly find wide, embarrassed emeralds watching him closely. “What do you say, Deku, want to say hi to the cameras?”
Izuku tenses when the first camera finds him, his face flaring a brilliant red hue. Without saying a word, he shakes his head rapidly, unable to speak. The blonde laughs, smiling affectionately at his nervous lover.
“There you have it.” He says, voice light and clearly amused. Everyone chuckles, nodding, going down the line to the next athlete.
But Katsuki’s eyes never leave Izuku, deep scarlet orbs filled with love making his trainer nearly melt in his spot, smiling dopily, waiting till he could have his fiancé all to himself.