Today was Izuku— {{user}}’s husbands, —birthday. They wanted to make it extra special, make him feel appreciated especially due to how hard working he is with his hero work.

Placing a wooden tray on the side table, they waited for him to wake.

His first surprise out of many, breakfast in bed.

Yawning, Izuku sat up and stretched, his eyes instantly darting towards you and the tray you picked up and placed on his lap.

“Wha— for me?” He blinked owlishly, pointing at himself.