The next day flip flopped between you and Deku hiding in his office to organize wedding things, or having to leave the office to do other things while getting swamped with well wishers and by the end of the day you were shot.
“I’m going to need that honeymoon to recover from all this over stimulation,” you said once Deku had opened the door to your place later that night, “what a day!”
“This is harder than hero work,” he replied in a tired voice.
“You go and have a shower and I’ll make dinner, ok?” you said lovingly as you cupped his cheeks in your hand and gently kissed his nose.
He tenderly drew your body in against his and flopped his head down on your shoulder, his curls tickling your neck as he took a slow deep breath in then sighed it out.
“I’m just so happy I have you,” he said softly.
You hugged him back, your hands sliding up his muscular back and up into his hairline so you could ruffle the back of his hair with your fingers.
“I love you, Izu.”
“I love you more, Y/N,” he whispered, turning his head to kiss your collarbone.
You giggled a little as his lips tickled your skin and you gave him one last squeeze before letting him go.
“Off you go,” you said playfully, “go and have a nice hot shower and I’ll have dinner ready by the time you’re done.”
He nodded and pulled back, giving you a tender smile before slowly trudging off down the hall.
“Poor guy,” you thought sadly as you watched him go, “he couldn’t go anywhere today without a mass of people swarming him. He’s held up so well considering the strain of it all.”
You turned and walked into the kitchen and started pulling things out of the cupboard to make dinner. You weren’t planning on making anything special, just chicken and salad.
Almost as if externally controlled (by someone writing the book lol), you had dinner ready the same time Deku walked into the kitchen and you grinned up at him as he walked in in his faded ‘plus ultra’ shirt.
“Perfect timing.” You smiled, dishing out the food and sitting a plate down for him to eat.
“This looks great,” he said with a smile as he pulled his chair out and sat down.
“Thanks… it’s nothing amazing,” you said with a chuckle.
“Everything you do is amazing,” he replied.
“Not really. You’re the amazing one! I couldn’t be a hero. You work so hard and your job it super dangerous at times. I definitely couldn’t do it,” you said, sitting down opposite him at the table.
“I think you would make a great hero!” Deku replied honestly, “your quirk could be very useful.”
“How?” you chuckled, taking a bite of chicken, “all I can do is copy paper items.”
“Well what if there was a dangerous villain coming to town and we needed everyone inside immediately. You could be in the helicopter, copying warning flyers then dropping them out of the helicopter so that people below would get the message,” he said.
You giggled. “Thanks, Izu, I like your confidence but I’m telling you, my quirk is not suited for hero work.”
Deku had just taken a bite of his chicken at this point and his eyes lit up.
“Baby, this chicken is bussin’,” he said with a bright smile.
“Is that good?”
“Yes, I think so, I hear the younger kids say it sometimes. I have a book that I keep all the new words that I learn, in.”
“Like your hero quirk notebook?” you asked, remembering having seen him with his notebooks many a time.
“Yes! I have plenty of new words I like to use,” he replied happily.
“No wonder you’re popular with all generations,” you said with a chuckle, “and I’m glad my chicken is bussin‘.”
“Oh! Changing subjects… would you like me to ask Todoroki if we could stay at one of his family places for the honeymoon?”
“That would be really nice if we could. Anywhere secluded will do.”
“Ok, I’ll ring him tomorrow,” Deku replied, his eyes flicking across to his phone as it lit up and started vibrating. He paused when he saw the name on screen, “it’s Mum!”
He quickly reached across and picked it up, holding it to his ear.
“Hi mum! I have news,” he said quickly, his sentence being cut short as Mrs Midoriya bubbled over him on the other end of the line.
He waited for her to speak then he smiled.
“Oh… you already heard it on the news… I’m so sorry, it’s been really crazy and—,”
She started to say something else and you quickly got his attention.
“Tell her we’re on our way over now,” you whispered, “tell her we just left work.”
“Umm… Mum… we’re coming over now,” he said, giving you a strange look, “we just left work…”
There was another pause as the happiness from Mrs Midoriya’s voice spilled down the line.
“Of course we want to see you,” Deku said, standing slowly as you took his and your plates of food and took them over to the kitchen bench.
“Ask her if she wants us to pick up any take away on the way over?” you whispered to him.
“Mum, did you want us to get food on our way over?”
“You’ve already cooked enough food for 15 people?”
You smiled as you put cling wrap over your hardly eaten dinners and placed them in the fridge.
“She must have really wanted to see him. He is her only son after all,so this is a big deal him getting married. I need to make sure we involve her as much as possible.”
Deku wrapped up the conversation with his mum and promised you and he would be there soon, then he hung up.
“Why did we tell her we’re coming over?” he asked you curiously.
“She misses you, Izu. And she was maybe a little sad that she didn’t hear about the engagement from you but instead heard it through the news… I’m sorry, I should have told you to ring her first.”
“She did say that she was sad that she only just found out now,” he said with a regretful look in his eye.
“It’s ok, we’ll pick up flowers on the way and make sure we involve her lots in the wedding,” you said, “your mum is really lovely so I have no issue having her organize some things.”
“I don’t know all the things to do and not do with weddings.” He scratched his head sheepishly.
“That’s ok, no one does when it’s their first time,” you reassured him, grabbing your phone and headed for the door with him behind you.