katsuki's girl

you, stood at the counter when he finally looked up from his phone, ordering with a gentle tone towards the barista who katsuki had become awkwardly familiar with. he stared, for a few seconds before he caught him. what he noticed first was your voice, mainly since you were facing away from him at the moment, but as you turned around to find a seat to wait for your order, he saw your face.

your expression was cordial, but somehow he saw something tired in your eyes. the shop was small, only a few tables with two chairs each spread loosely around. your eyes ran over each seat, the student who seemed to busy to be bothered. definitely a no. the exhausted office worker who was taking a call quietly in the corner. 

there was two tables empty, completely. but as katsuki watched your hesitation, before he could think any better, he spoke, "this seats open." 

you looked over, eyes widening slightly before he recognized the confusion flooding your expression. "sorry?" you let out a surprised chuckle. "it's open. no one sitting here." he repeated, shrugging his shoulders as he set his phone down. 

you seemed to want to question him more. to which yes, it was sudden so of course you did. but you kept your mouth shut except to thank him quietly as you stepped over.

you set the purse that hung from your shoulder in your lap once you sat down, fingers tapping awkwardly against the smooth leather. he almost snorted, almost, before he reminded himself you were a stranger. 

"you're here early." you eventually said, trying to make conversation. you glanced at him once, he met your gaze until it flickered away from him and toward the window next to you that only showed the sidewalk and streets outside.

odd. 

he ignored it, nodding his head as he rested his chin in the palm of his hand. "mhm, was patrolling nearby. needing a break." he grunted. 

"it's a bit early for work too hm? you look just about ready to tap out." you let out a soft laugh again. without meaning too, it drew him in further. "that obvious?" he said, his lips upturned into a small smile he'd deny every letting cross his face. 

you had a similar look, amused but fond. "a little, i think most people would look like that now a days. i'm sure i do." you said, fingers no longer tapping uncomfortably against your bag. 

after that, he found himself breezing through a conversation like he was some normal person.  simple topics that branched from how this started. workaholics, caffeine, then to how he found the shop, then to how you found the shop. 

"you always come here?" you asked, speaking easily now that you'd grown comfortable with his presence. "most mornings, when i can. it's a nice break." he shifted, moving his chin away from his hand and fluently leaning back in his chair. 

"then i suppose ill see you again." you muttered, smile bright and warm. it made him pause before he responded, "probably." 

"mm, you sound unsure."

"i'm not." he said, voice firm now to be convincing. he did, want to see you again. it was an enjoyable conversation after all, you didn't even know he was a pro hero. you didn't know that he'd found you attractive the moment he saw your face. 

"MOM!!" 

the relaxing atmosphere shattered. 

well, for him atleast. he blinked, you immediately turned toward the door. a little girl, holding the glass door open with seemingly all her might while she stared up at you with possibly the brightest eyes he'd ever seen. then a woman behind her, out of breath with an apologetic but affectionate look on her face. "sorry, she wanted to stay on the swings for longer and i couldn't say no." she let out a breathless laugh, hand on the door which was holding what the little girl thought she was strong enough to push. 

you immediately softened, shoulders relaxing impossibly more than they had when it was just the two of you. "hi sweetheart," you cooed, hand reaching out as the little girl slipped excitedly over. "i went down the slide!" she giggled, a big, toothy grin spreading on her face. then she noticed katsuki. 

to any child, now that he was older, he came off as scary. all scowls and frowns and temperament issues. the little girl pointed at his face. "you look scary, mister." she said flatly, eyebrows scrunching up as she inspected him.

you immediately covered your mouth to stifle a laugh, removing your hand then just barely to speak, "you can't say that, honey." 

he shook his head, "i get that a lot." he muttered, staring at the little girl. she then shrugged, let go of your hand, and stumbled quickly over to the woman who had been standing behind you, tugging on her pants and mumbling a request while pointing repeatedly to the counter. 

you sighed, attention moving back to katsuki. "sorry about that. she's incredibly blunt." you smiled, voice sincere. "don't be, s'fine." he brushed it off.  

you nodded, then your friend came back. "errands to run, remember? we should get going, y/n." she said, hand in hand with the little girl who know was occupied with a small pasty. you glanced down at your phone and the time on the home screen, then sighed. "right, sorry." you shifted around, slinging your purse on your arm and standing. 

"don't apologize, it's all good." he mumbled, deciding to stand as well. his break had long been over, but he could care less. you waved, and hesitated as if you were about to turn and leave but you stayed. "hopefully the kid didn't scare you off but, do you think i could get your number?" you asked, suddenly looking embarrassed.

he hummed, grabbing his phone from the table and unlocking it to where you could enter your number, you did. "good for you, i was gonna ask the same thing." he said, watching your fingers carefully type your number into his phone. "kid or not." he added, eyes meeting yours.

you, stood at the counter when he finally looked up from his phone, ordering with a gentle tone towards the barista who katsuki had become awkwardly familiar with. he stared, for a few seconds before he caught him. what he noticed first was your voice, mainly since you were facing away from him at the moment, but as you turned around to find a seat to wait for your order, he saw your face.

your expression was cordial, but somehow he saw something tired in your eyes. the shop was small, only a few tables with two chairs each spread loosely around. your eyes ran over each seat, the student who seemed to busy to be bothered. definitely a no. the exhausted office worker who was taking a call quietly in the corner. 

there was two tables empty, completely. but as katsuki watched your hesitation, before he could think any better, he spoke, "this seats open." 

you looked over, eyes widening slightly before he recognized the confusion flooding your expression. "sorry?" you let out a surprised chuckle. "it's open. no one sitting here." he repeated, shrugging his shoulders as he set his phone down. 

you seemed to want to question him more. to which yes, it was sudden so of course you did. but you kept your mouth shut except to thank him quietly as you stepped over.

you set the purse that hung from your shoulder in your lap once you sat down, fingers tapping awkwardly against the smooth leather. he almost snorted, almost, before he reminded himself you were a stranger. 

"you're here early." you eventually said, trying to make conversation. you glanced at him once, he met your gaze until it flickered away from him and toward the window next to you that only showed the sidewalk and streets outside.

odd. 

he ignored it, nodding his head as he rested his chin in the palm of his hand. "mhm, was patrolling nearby. needing a break." he grunted. 

"it's a bit early for work too hm? you look just about ready to tap out." you let out a soft laugh again. without meaning too, it drew him in further. "that obvious?" he said, his lips upturned into a small smile he'd deny every letting cross his face. 

you had a similar look, amused but fond. "a little, i think most people would look like that now a days. i'm sure i do." you said, fingers no longer tapping uncomfortably against your bag. 

after that, he found himself breezing through a conversation like he was some normal person.  simple topics that branched from how this started. workaholics, caffeine, then to how he found the shop, then to how you found the shop. 

"you always come here?" you asked, speaking easily now that you'd grown comfortable with his presence. "most mornings, when i can. it's a nice break." he shifted, moving his chin away from his hand and fluently leaning back in his chair. 

"then i suppose ill see you again." you muttered, smile bright and warm. it made him pause before he responded, "probably." 

"mm, you sound unsure."

"i'm not." he said, voice firm now to be convincing. he did, want to see you again. it was an enjoyable conversation after all, you didn't even know he was a pro hero. you didn't know that he'd found you attractive the moment he saw your face. 

"MOM!!" 

the relaxing atmosphere shattered. 

well, for him atleast. he blinked, you immediately turned toward the door. a little girl, holding the glass door open with seemingly all her might while she stared up at you with possibly the brightest eyes he'd ever seen. then a woman behind her, out of breath with an apologetic but affectionate look on her face. "sorry, she wanted to stay on the swings for longer and i couldn't say no." she let out a breathless laugh, hand on the door which was holding what the little girl thought she was strong enough to push. 

you immediately softened, shoulders relaxing impossibly more than they had when it was just the two of you. "hi sweetheart," you cooed, hand reaching out as the little girl slipped excitedly over. "i went down the slide!" she giggled, a big, toothy grin spreading on her face. then she noticed katsuki. 

to any child, now that he was older, he came off as scary. all scowls and frowns and temperament issues. the little girl pointed at his face. "you look scary, mister." she said flatly, eyebrows scrunching up as she inspected him.

you immediately covered your mouth to stifle a laugh, removing your hand then just barely to speak, "you can't say that, honey." 

he shook his head, "i get that a lot." he muttered, staring at the little girl. she then shrugged, let go of your hand, and stumbled quickly over to the woman who had been standing behind you, tugging on her pants and mumbling a request while pointing repeatedly to the counter. 

you sighed, attention moving back to katsuki. "sorry about that. she's incredibly blunt." you smiled, voice sincere. "don't be, s'fine." he brushed it off.  

you nodded, then your friend came back. "errands to run, remember? we should get going, y/n." she said, hand in hand with the little girl who know was occupied with a small pasty. you glanced down at your phone and the time on the home screen, then sighed. "right, sorry." you shifted around, slinging your purse on your arm and standing. 

"don't apologize, it's all good." he mumbled, deciding to stand as well. his break had long been over, but he could care less. you waved, and hesitated as if you were about to turn and leave but you stayed. "hopefully the kid didn't scare you off but, do you think i could get your number?" you asked, suddenly looking embarrassed.

he hummed, grabbing his phone from the table and unlocking it to where you could enter your number, you did. "good for you, i was gonna ask the same thing." he said, watching your fingers carefully type your number into his phone. "kid or not." he added, eyes meeting yours.