four yules 4

“Oi nerd, you ready yet?”

Izuku huffed from where he was fastening the last buckle of Katsuhisa’s jacket. “Almost Kacchan,” he responded, double checking that the baby was ready for the cold outside of their home.

“You know, you’re the one who wanted to get to half ‘n half’s early,” Katsuki said from the doorway, watching as his mate and their pup interact, a soft look on his face.

The omega chuckled, “You better not call him that in front of the press – Shou-kun was just named Prime Minister!”

“If I started being polite, the idiot would assume his minister of defense was taken over by mind invaders from outer space or some shit like that.”

Well, Katsuki wasn’t wrong in that assumption. Izuku picked up the three month old cub, ready to head out.

“You seem to be forgetting something.”  Katsuki snorts, picking their daughter out of the other man’s arms. His very bare arms that were missing a jacket.

Izuku gave a sheepish laugh, grabbing his coat and putting it on before getting their daughter’s carrier ready. Once Katsuhisa was buckled in, Katsuki opened the door, allowing a burst of cold air to come through. As bad as it was, it was invigorating, the smell of the softly falling snow alighting their senses. With her basket wedged between them, the two hurried to their car, ready to dash to the car. Plenty of their friends would be at this year’s yule and it was the perfect time to show off their two month old baby.