"Incoming Call from: "Izuku - I swear if you put me as honey, bae, or anything else in your contacts I will be cross with you - Midoriya: Aka Honey Bae Love."

It was impossible not to smile, both because that was exactly what Izuku made her do and partially because of the ever so slightly spiteful contact name she had put Izuku in as. If he wasn't such a butt she would have gladly just put him in as Izuku. Gesturing with her eyes, the display brought up some of the information on Izuku, including where the signal was coming from.

Home.

"Hey Izuku," She said softly into her helmet, eye still scanning the area as she finished her patrol. "What's up?"

"Oh, you know, I just wanted to see what time you were coming home for dinner. I think you're really going to like this one." She could hear the same teasing snark in his voice she had grown to love, and that the students and staff of U.A. as a whole had learned to hate. The first year had been rough, several students had actively challenged him. Then he showed up into the sports festival as the final boss of sorts. Most watched sports festival in years.

He even volunteers to be the villain at the license exams because he's sadistic. She still loves him though!

"Sounds like you have something planned." She sung into the phone tilting her head to the side as she turned sharply. She looked down the streets and saw nothing unusual.

"I always have something planned." The growl Izuku let out was just like the one he made during sex. It had an effect on her that she'd rather not have anybody else know about. "And I think you'll like it. So, when you coming?"

"I'll be back so soon, maybe five minutes?" It was a quiet night, most were whenever Mirio was in town. It was hard to keep up with someone like him, but still even with the competition of Hawks, it was hard to complain about being the third best hero at the age of twenty three.

Bakugo liked to claim that it was just because she was pretty.

But numbers didn't lie.

Besides, he was also behind Nejire.

"So soon?" Izuku's voice sounded just slightly less calm than usual.

Rolling her eyes as she made another turn she hummed to herself. "Well, I also need to take a shower, you know how my hair gets when I've been wearing the helmet all day."

He growled again, less sexy this time, and more like a puppy having its toy taken away. "But, I was hoping to- You know what, that sounds like a good idea, come in through the bedroom, I'll set out your outfit. See you soon, love you."

"Love you."

The call ended. As much as she wanted to catch Izuku with his pants down as he scrambled to get whatever he was planning perfect, she knew that it just wouldn't happen. Even if she were to show up now, and try to surprise him, he would be sitting there looking like a snack with that cocky smirk and just waiting for her to join him for dinner.

But she could make him sweat by showing up a bit late.

But at the same time, she really wanted to know what he was planning.

With an excited squeal, she did a loop in the air and shot upwards into the sky, the thrusters of her suit propelling her just beyond the city skyline. With all of the things she's made, the Microbot into a functioning suit that was something out of science fiction, was her absolute favorite. With it she could fly, fight, and take a hit or two, it just took a few years to get used to everything going on.

And a lot of finesse was due to Izuku help.

Naturally, he also had a suit. But all but refused to use it because he was stubborn and really had a thing for humiliating people. But only when they were an ass. Or a student. Okay, so she was in love with someone that was, in general, an asshole to most people he didn't like.

Which was a lot of people.

Twirling in the air, she gave the city one last sweep, everything looking peaceful. She let herself drop to build momentum, then thrust herself forward, the location of home coming up on her display.

She half expected Izuku to be waiting for her when she landed on the balcony of their bedroom. But he wasn't there, instead, on the bed that they shared was a bright red dress surrounded by rose petals. The scent of his cooking filled the air. He was so up to something.

And she was looking forward to it.

XXXX

Adjusting herself in the mirror, Momo looked herself over one last time. The dress Izuku had gotten her fit her perfectly. While it wasn't tight, it just looked like an extension of herself, with a slit along the left leg that revealed just the slightest tease of her thighs, and the top was low enough to make her cleavage modest yet visible.

"A lot of sideboob though," She laughed turning to the side and running a finger along the fabric that kept her chest bound. The red dress made her look hot, beautiful, sexy, and just down right gorgeous. Once again, Izuku's endless pool of talents surprised her. She wanted to see his face when she walked down to see him.

With let her hair down and smiled. "The finishing touch."

Smiling to herself she nodded and headed down.

The small dining table they often used was set with a black tablecloth and one of the most impressive meals she had seen Izuku cook was laid out on top of it. The smell alone made her want to sprint down there and start eating.

And then there was Izuku.

He was wearing a dress shirt that matched her dress and a set of black dress pants that completed the look. The top button was undone to show off just a peak of his chest and his normally messy hair had been cut recently. There weren't a lot of hair cuts that would suit his curly hair, but apparently, he made an undercut look damn good. And the way he looked carefully lighting the candle, just put a smile on her face.

It also made her want to run down there jump and kiss him.

But there would be plenty of that later.

"Wow! You even have sleeves on. And they're not even rolled up." Not that she minded when he had his sleeves rolled up. His arms were an aphrodisiac. "What's the occasion?"

He looked at her, the witty reply on his lips died when his eyes went wide and his mouth dropped. Damn, she really did look good in this dress.

She laughed taking the last step off the stairs and moving towards him. "What? You're the one that got me this dress, you shouldn't be so surprised how good it looks."

"It's not that," He whispered softly and pulled her into a kiss. No doubt the first of many for the night. "It's just that every time I see you I need to remember that you really are that beautiful. Every time I'm thinking about you and not looking at you, I think no, she can't be that beautiful, but here you are, even more beautiful than that."

Now it was her turn to blush. "If you're trying to turn me on, you had me at the steak."

"Good to know, but tonight is special. Do you know why?" He pulled her away from the table and held her close, lips buried into her neck.

She moaned at his kisses. And at her stomach for wanting his food. "Hmm, well it's not a birthday or anniversary."

"Nope," her shoulders fell under his assault now and he held out one of her arms.

"Did you get a promotion?"

He kissed along her arm now and held her hand gently, now facing her. There was a spark in his eyes that just sent a tingle all throughout her body. "Try again."

"Did Mirio and Hawks announce that they're both madly in love with Nejire and fight to the death over her? Or did Nejire take both of them and they all retired so I'm the number one hero?"

He raised an eyebrow lips on the top of her hand. "No more books written by Mina for you."

He moved down onto one knee in smiled at her, his hand pulling out a. a. a. Small. Black. Box. One knee. One. Knee. Small. Black. Box. Romantic dinner. Izuku in sleeves. Was this really happening?

"But, no, the reason why tonight is special." He undid the box to reveal a twinkling ring to her. It wasn't a diamond, instead it was a brilliant green gem that just stood out to her like a lighthouse in the dead of night. Or in this case Izuku's eyes. "Is because tonight is the night that I propose to you. Momo Yaoyorozu, will you marry me?"

She squealed. It was so happening! Okay stay calm! She had prepared for this! Actually she was going to do just this soon! She spent hours on this line! She was going to use it. "There are a lot of things I can make with my quirk."

She kneeled down with Izuku, her bare leg sticking out. She held out her other hand and created it, the ring she had been wanting to make for him for months. "I can make a ring, but there is one thing I need you to help me make."

Izuku's smile caused her to stop as he grabbed the ring in her hand and leaned forward his forehead kissing hers. "A family?"

"A family."

AN: Yo, there was going to be more. But that ending. I typed in those last few words and my body stopped. That was it that was my ending. Anything more would have just ruined it. I hope you all enjoyed this fic. And I hope you all come support me on my next major project. Until then, have a good one.

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