Day 10: A BakuDeku Christmas
🛍 Christmas Shopping 🛍
Izuku runs his hand down the thick sleeves of coats on the rack, the wool scratchy and warm against his fingertips. The shopping district is packed with holiday shoppers perusing the many stores that line the road, Izuku and Uraraka among them.
“What do you think about the red? Too flashy?” Uraraka says, pulling a thick woolen pea coat from the bunch. It’s a dark, deep burgundy with shiny black buttons, and it looks perfect.
“Kacchan loves flashy,” Izuku says with a chuckle. Katsuki usually wears his hiking parka through the winter over several sweaters and thermal shirts, so he always looks like he just came down from the mountains instead of their fourth floor apartment in the metro area. “Mom can knit him a scarf and hat to match.”
Uraraka grins teasingly, bundling up her own purchases as they head to the checkout counter. “Finally, he’ll look fashionable for once. You’d think the son of fashion designers would like to keep up appearance, no matter how cold it is.”
“He’s more function over fashion when it starts to get cold,” Izuku says fondly. The cashier rings up the jacket and packs it up neatly for him. “He picks on me all summer but then winter hits and he’s suddenly a hobo.”
“You should get him a sleeping bag like Aizawa-sensei! They’d match!” Uraraka says, laughing heartily, her smile warm despite the cold air that hits them as they step outside.
Izuku snorts. “The last thing he needs is another sleeping bag. Besides, he’s way too picky about his gear for me to just go buy whatever. I think it would offend him.”
She laughs again, loud amongst the chatter of the other shoppers. “Well, I’m glad we found something nice enough,” she says, subtly lightening her load of shopping bags with her quirk. “Think he’ll like it?”
“I hope so.” They make their way slowly down the street, peering in on other stores despite completing their shopping lists already. Briefly, the two stop for coffee in a nearby cafe, reveling in the warmth. That’s when Uraraka spots him, nearly spitting out her drink trying to stifle her laugh.
“Oooh, someone snuck away to go buy Christmas presents,” she says, pointing out the window.
Izuku looks and there’s Katsuki, glaring contemplatively down at a display of vintage All Might comics across the street. He’s bungled up in his aforementioned parka, a thick knit scarf and hat, with two bulging shopping bags at his side.
“He said he was working today!” Izuku gasps, grinning. “That rotten liar, I can’t believe he fooled me.”
“Well, if he wanted to keep it a secret, he shouldn’t have come to our favorite shopping district,” Uraraka says, still trying to stifle her giggling. “He’s not very good a surprises, is he?”
“No, not really.” But Izuku can’t hide his pleased smile. Katsuki picks up a comic book and examines it intently, before handing it to the vendor to buy. Izuku watches him as he glances around, as if he’s looking for Izuku amongst the crowd. He doesn’t see him through the cafe window and continues on, deeper into to the shopping district, none the wiser.