#aira-writes

❧ you sighed and stood up reluctantly, lower lip jutting out, putting on the bunny slippers he bought for you a week ago and is now your favorite slippers.

❧ "fine." you agreed petulantly, pouting more as you began grabbing your things from his bed.

❧ The blonde snickered and affectionately flicked your nose which earned a glare from you.

❧ "I'll see you tomorrow, yeah?" he encircled his arms around you, his warmth radiating off from him as he enveloped you in a bear hug

❧ "hm." you shrugged and didn't hug back, hands hanging loosely on your sides. Your boyfriend then turned to plant a kiss on your lips only for you to swerve making it land on your cheeks instead.

❧ "goodnight." you murmured and proceeded to walk towards the door, his arms lowering to his sides in confusion.

❧ Katsuki took 2 steps, eating away the distance your 6 steps created. Towering over you at 5'11 he leaned down to whisper something in your ear. "aren't ya forgeting smthn princess?"

❧ you looked down to check if you have your phone with you since you're a forgetful ass. It was also just a ruse to avoid his hungry stare as you absentmindedly scanned the desk near his bed.

❧ "nope. I have my phone with me—"

❧ "my kiss. You're forgeting my g'dnight kiss, baby." he growled.

❧ you shivered feeling his hot breath fanning your ear and the hairs of the back of your neck stood up.

❧ "I already gave you a kiss." you whined

❧ "Nah ah. That wasn't a kiss." he shook his head "I want my goodnight kiss. My kiss on the lips." he pointed at his lips with his index finger, lower lip jutted out in a pout.

❧ You've always wondered when he started doing it. Pouting. Because that's your thing. You assumed it your influence to have made the blonde pout frequently ane be more comfortable to show his emotions now that he's dated you longer.

❧ his brows furrowed like a kid having snatched his fave candy. Like his night routine would be ruined if the part of you giving him his good night kiss wasn't checked marked off his list.

❧ "no kiss for you!" then you squirmed away. If he won't let you sleep over, you can be petty and not give him his kiss

❧ "ah!" large rough palms gripped your waist, his calloused hands coming in contact with the lil skin exposed by your tank top and was pulled back— bumping into your boyfriend's hard chest

❧ "gimme my kiss." There was this hint of huskiness and need in his voice as he glanced at your lips then to your eyes and back to your lips again. Damn that triangle method.

❧ "no."

❧ His grip on your waist tightened. Not enough to hurt but enough to keep you in place til you give him what he wants.

❧ you weren't budging and neither was he. As much as you wanna prolong this moment, your cheeks were warming up the longer it happens. Seeing him to be just fine and not about to combust like you are, made you whine.

❧ And with the shit eating grin on the blonde's face seeing your expression, the pressure you felt was enough.

❧ you planted a small peck on his waiting lips and meeped, waddling away to the door as he let go of you, chuckling.

❧ "wasn't so hard now, was it?"

Dabi

❧ "you always go out with friends." You whined and glared at your boyfriend who's now wearing the brand new shirt you bought for him

❧ Dabi chuckled. "Promise I'll be back early, doll." He winked at you from the mirror, staring at his reflection to check his fit.

❧ You trust your boyfriend and know he's loyal. Esp when he's the type to send you selfies of who he's with (you didn't ask for it, Dabi just willingly sends updates to you since he knows you're an overthinker)

❧ but you being you, just... Clings so much. Not that your boyfriend minded. He loves clingy y/n. Absolutely goes gaga (even when he hides it) that he turns to goo when you greet him at the door when he gets back from whatever thing he's been busy with.

❧ you nuzzling his neck, planting a soft kiss on the crook where his neck meets his shoulders and then you proceeding to bury your face in his chest, inhaling sharply it makes his chest chuckle how you'd be like a dog sniffing all of him.

❧ esp when you cling onto his arms like a koala clinging to a bamboo tree.

❧ "do i look good?" He turned to you with that familiar smirk on.

❧ you scanned him up and down, a blink faster than the time you're used to ogle your handsome man.

❧ ofc he looks good. He always looks good. He even looks so good now. But yeah you're not gonna give him that satisfaction esp when u know that he knows that he's pretty but he just wants to hear it from your cute lil lips.

❧ you knew staring a lil longer would boost his already enflated ago and as much as you like to pamper him with praise like you're used to, he didn't need to right now cause he'd rather go out than cuddle.

❧ you huffed and faced your phone, pretending to be busy playing games, echoes of firearms blaring from your phone.

❧ "doll, i asked you a question."

❧ you glanced once at him then clicked your tongue. "hmm?" only to bring back your gaze to your phone screen

❧ your boyfriend rolled his eyes playfully. "do i look good?" he strides towards you, hands palms down onto the silk sheets as he leaned down at you.

❧ your heart was hammering in your chest. Still feeling giddy everytime he invades your space. You never really learned how to control your pulse whenever your boyfriend's near even after months of dating. You just got better at hiding it.

❧ "good enough, i guess." you shrugged your shoulders and turned back to your game, biting back a grin because he looked so taken aback, looking you just insulted his manhood.

❧ a sexy laugh came out his lips as you watched his chest vibrate. "good enough, huh?" He wrapped his palm from behind your neck as he tugged you nearer, earning a gasp from you.

❧ "I'll take it." he shrugged. "Now gimme me my kiss." he demanded. Voice an octave lower than usual and with that soft husky voice of his. Like the one he has when he just woke up.

❧ You deadpanned. Here he was, staring at you, face a few inches away, and hands gripping the back of your neck. He definitely has the power to just take a kiss if he wanted to.

❧ "N-no kiss." you turned your head.

❧ "I'm waiting, doll." there was a hint of threat and impatience in his voice. And he knew too well you like it when he bosses you around like this.

❧ His grip on your neck tightened, pulling you even closer, lips a few inches apart. You could practically feel the warmth radiating off him as heat pooled inbetween your legs.

❧ you didn't move an inch, not because of your pettiness but now because of the close proximity that was enough to froze you in place.

❧ your boyfriend furrowed his brows and grunted, huffing and tugging you from the neck to plant a kiss on your lips.

❧ Then he deepened it and licked your bottom lips, nibbling roughly which earned a whimper from you.

❧ Before you could kiss back and tangle your tongue with his, he already withdrawn and smirked, standing up like he didn't just took your breathe away.

❧ "see you later, doll."

Kirishima

❧ You never really liked working out, but ofc your boyfriend finds joy in seeing you suffer and doubled over, panting after a 30 min HIIT session he begs you to do with him every week. On top of that, he adds resistance training if he feels like it.

❧ he likes being able to do manly things like helping you finish a rep. He'll cheer you on a lil at first, making you reach your weekly overload limit and at the same time one hand ready to clasp the barbell off your hands when he sees your biceps trembling and struggling to lift it back onto the barbell racks.

❧ "I'm so proud of you, baby. You did two reps." he gushed and pats your head affectionately, earning a glare from your sweat streaked face.

❧ "what's wrong angel?" His genuine look of confusion made you pout more.

❧ with trembling hands you sit up. "don't you 'what's wrong angel me!' Hate lifting, hate working out. Hate waking up so early!" your lips jutted out in a pout, raising your hands in exasperation. Your arms eliciting small spasms.

❧ the fact that he's able to stare at you affectionately even when you're fuming like this makes you sigh.

❧ There's something in his eyes that gives away he likes you huffing and puffing and grumbling mad.

❧ The red head knows how to make you feel better. Knows how to bring a smile back to your face. Knows what to say or do to make whatever bad feelings fade

❧ So he kinda technically makes you do these stuff like waking up early to work out, gently shaking you awake so you don't miss meals, making you eat your veggies even just seldomly, not to cause you hell but because he knows it for your own good.

❧ so no matter how pissed off you are right now, you know you'll still thank him later for making your work your lazy bum off.

❧ "you wanna go home now, angel?" he pecked the side of your forehead, slicked with sweat.

❧ you nodded and gave him the puppy eyes. Not wanting to beat up your poor energy drained body anymore.

❧ "but you told me you wanna do more than 6 sets today." he rubbed your back in soothing motions, making the hairs on the back of your neck stood up.

❧ "Eiji, I didn't!"

❧ he chuckled at your horrified expression. There's softness in his gaze that feels a teeny bit guilty for putting you through all this. Even when you're the one who begged him to make you exercise even when you'd say no, whine, or grumble about it.

❧ "Okay. Let's change and shower first—

❧ "Nah. I think I'll shower at the dorms."

❧ He nodded and patted your head as he began grabbing your things and arranging them in your gym bags. He's neat that way. you just sat there and watched him clean up. Knowing for a fact he'd gently slap your hands off if you tried to help.

❧ "All done." He grinned and carried the two gym bags in one hand, his other hand reaching out for yours. "Let's go?"

❧ you nodded and stood up giddily, just happy to leave this torturous place. Your pink smaller gym bag and Kirishima's red bigger one swung back in forth in his hand as you walked.

❧ Your boyfriend and you were already halfway to the exit when he stopped in his tracks. "We're forgeting something."

❧ you stopped too and stared at him in confusion. "What is it?" your eyes roaming both your bodies to remember what it was.

❧ he paused for a moment and then turned back to face you. Then he leaned down to whisper in your ear. "my kiss, angel."

❧ "W-what? Here...?" you asked and he nodded cheekily. Looking around to see the other gym goers busy with their routines—there were no eyes focused on you two but you still felt shy about the PDA.

❧ "when we get back in the car." you hushed him and began pulling him towards the door "now let's go."

❧ "no kiss no go."

❧ you kept trying to make him walk but he won't budge and just kept saying "no kiss no go." like a child.

❧ you mentally groaned and still tugged him towards the exit but to no avail while he kept chuckling at your efforts.

❧ he pucker his lips teasingly, knowing it's making your cheeks go redder. But when you wouldn't give in, he tugged at your wrist clasped in his hand. "kiss." "kiss." "kiss."

❧ knowing nothing's gonna happen when you don't give him what he wants—you groaned and tiptoed whilst he leaned down to meet your lips in a peck. "MMMUAH!"

❧ "Okay. Ready to go now." proud to tease the heck out of you by seeing your horried expression. The red head dragged you out the door with him knowing fair well that everyone was staring at your backs.

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♡ Katsuki is def not the texting type. He doesn't spend hours talking and typing shit on his phone cause his fingers are too big. And you type so fast he thinks you have undiagnosed adhd. He finds it amusing tho.

♡ But even when he rarely texts back, he always reads it a few seconds right after you sent them. It's like he was classically conditioned to pick up his phone just hearing that familiar ting of notification set just for you. Just for his baby.

♡ He types less. Even leaves you on seen most of the time sometimes, but what you don't know is he'd find it cute when you send multiple texts in one go. Talking about how your day went. Talking about random stuff your lil head thought of out of nowhere. Series of pings one after the other, he assumes you have a 80 wpm.

♡ He also finds it cute how you're same way on text and in person. Blabbering about things you find interesting—and they're almost anything. And guy is so lovestruck staring and listening at you, he doesn't even complain. As you yap your hearts out, you don't notice his heart eyes, only his friends who always teases him.

♡ Katsuki might not admit it but if a day comes where you don't text often as you're used to, he misses your updates. Would even send a "hey, what's up, babe?" to check up on you for being silent.

♡ During exam week, your boyfriend already knows you'd be busy studying all day and night. So he visits you in your dorm room to make sure you don't skip meals and also to keep you company while you study.

♡ The funny thing is he's not the type to cling to you when he knows you're busy. He's contented with just being in the same room as yours. Not talking, not conversing.

♡ There's some intimacy in just letting the silence take over. Hearing your soft sighs. The crisp sounds of you flipping pages. The soft scratching of highlighters on your notes. The franting scribbling as you focused intently on your books.

♡ The blonde finds you so adorable like this. Your furrowed brows and serious expression, different from the usual smiling and blabbering yn.

♡ As you study your ass off for an exam that's 2 weeks far off, he'll just lay on your bed. Occupied in reading his own notes while stealing glances at you from time to time. He'd even notice you absentmindedly tapping your pen on your chin—which he finds so damn cute.

♡ "You're here again? I told you, you don't have to keep me company, Kats. I still won't be able to spend time with you if im busy studying." you say when he's once again spending the 6th night at your dorm, watching you study.

♡ He shrugs. "Shitty hair's been bugging me, asking how to pick up girls." he snorts. "I'll just crash here for a bit to evade the idiot."

♡ Which unbeknownst to you, is half a lie. That was one time. Or two. He would never blatantly admit he prefers watching his girl study. Your busy times like this and just being the in the room together is already enough quality time for him.

♡ He would also prepare you food at 3am because he doesn't want you ordering whatever junk you stuff your body with.

♡ "You don't have to cook. I'll—"

♡ "Don't want you ordering fastfood. Im here aren't I? What's my purpose as your boyfriend if i don't cook for my girl?" guy was already on his way to the kitchen, rummaging on your stocks.

♡ Another one of the reason why he prefers to stay at your dorm during exam week was to make sure you don't overwork yourself. So it has become a custom for him to force you to rest. Just tiny amounts of break enough to keep your sanity intact.

♡ "H-hey I was still reading—"

♡ "Shush, woman. You've been at it for hours already. Rest."

♡ "Kats, I still haven't—oh my god! Put me d-down!—"

♡ you're already hanging upside down on his shoulders. Katsuki threw you onto the bed half gentle, and the other half has you tumbling on it, face planting on your pillows.

♡ "One hour rest, baby."

♡ "I told you I'm not tired."

♡ "hAH! Tell that to me again if you can keep your eyes open without slamming your head onto the book for the nth time."

♡ you grumbled and tried standing up only for the blonde to pin you gently on the bed, him pushing your face onto the crook of his neck, muttering about how you need your rest or you'll brain will explode from all the information overload.

♡ There are also times where instead of letting you couped up in your room. He finds other ways to let you off some steam.

boomboomboi: come on out.

boomboomboi: im outside your building. Hurry, princess.

♡ you'd be in your pjs, eyes half closed, trying to rub the sleep off your eyes as you'd get down to meet him in front of your building.

♡ The street was almost empty when you stepped out. It was a quiet and cold, making you rub your hands up and down your exposed arms. The 2 AM kind of atmosphere.

♡ And there he was. Hoodie thrown on like it was an afterthought, hands shoved in his pockets, leaning against his bike like he owned the entire street.

♡ "Took you long enough." he muttered, but his eyes were already raking up and down your body. He'd then hand you a spare helmet as he wears his own, gesturing towards his monster of a two wheels, getting on it himself and waiting for you to do the same.

♡ He'd roam around the streets, with you shyly holding onto his shoulders. He'd slow down for a bit, one hand letting go of the handlebars just to gruffly move your arms to wrap around his waist. "Hold on tight, princess. Don't want you falling off now, do we?"

♡ The guy is so petty he'd increase his speed without warning so you'd grip his waist tighter. "Told you to hold onto me." he'd chuckled, his chest vibrating against yours. He'd earn a glare from you underneath the helmet but you'd tightened your hold more.

♡ The sharp growls of the motorcycle would increase as he takes sharp turns, passing by trees, buildings and sparse vehicles scattered in the streets.

♡ That's the beauty of night rides. Only a handful are around so he could drive faster making you feel the wind on your hair and making you hold on tighter to the blonde's waist for your dear life.

♡ After a good few minutes of just roaming around, Katsuki decides to go back to the campus. Avoiding getting caught wandering past curfew ofc. Instead of going to the front of your building, he stops in front of the campus stadium.

♡ "Kats, we can't he here yk?"

♡ "Shush and just follow me, woman." he was already gripping your wrists, gently but firmly as he tugged you with him where you both reached the side of the stadium—fence line, and locked gate.

♡ The blonde didn't evens slow down. Instead, he walked straight to the side entrance where a small security post sat half-lit. The guard looked up and upon seeing Bakugou, just silently opened the gate like it was the usual thing to do. Like you're not sneaking inside the stadium at 4 am in the morning.

♡ Giving your boyfriend a questioning look about how he was able to snuck the both of you in—you just received a shrug. The blonde walked to the middle part of the field, still tugging you by the hand. Then he sat down on the grass and lied on it with his arms behind his head. The look he was giving you was enough for you to do the same.

♡ The atmosphere was quiet. Most of the lights were off, except a few dim ones near the edges that painted the field in soft glow. The stillness of the night seemed so innocent, so intimate. You both laid there quietly, staring at thr beauty of the night.

♡ "hey, dumbass?"

♡ "yeah?" You turned your head to face him. His eyes stared at the sky full of stars.

♡ "take care of yourself. I worry a lot 'bout you, y'know."

♡ "and, dumbass?"

♡ "hmm?"

♡ "Iloveyou." it was said like a whisper, you'd swear it was just the wind.

♡ "did you just—" Katsuki cuts you off by planting a kiss on your lips, taking your breathe away.

♡ "Yes. Now don't make me repeat myself." he huffs but there's no heat in his words as he turned away sharply, ears reddening. You giggled.

♡ Still a couple of months into the relationship, Bakugou has never said those three words, and you haven't too—never thinking it was the right time, yet. But him saying it first was enough to make something bloom in your chest, stomach churning both from anxiety and butterflies.

♡ You turned your gaze back to the sky with a smile on your face. This was what you needed. A break. An escape from studying. A rest, not alone, but with him.

♡ No matter how much you deny that you need rest, Bakugou Katsuki just knows.

♡ He knows you're exhausted but prefers to keep it to yourself because you don't feel it yet. You don't notice the exhaustion in your eyes. The dark circles you've earned in those sleepless nights. The tired eyes.

♡ He knows you've got dreams. Goals you've set your heart to. And ofc he admires you for being so passionate about chasing and reaching them. Katsuki is not limiting you from pursuing those. He just wants you to take breaks from time to time. To see you succeed, not at the cost of your health.

♡ So even when you don't realize that you're getting tired, it's fine. He's there to keep you from burning out. He's there to keep you in check.

♡ The blonde wants you to be able to celebrate your wins so he makes sure you're at your best health. You're well fed, well hydrated and has complete sleep. He keeps your sanity intact by being here with you every step of the way. Because guy's whipped for you. Even if he doesn't say it often—but sure does show it any way he can.

aira-writes © 2026

Because Bakugou Katsuki ticks differently.

He may not be showy, may not be into romantic gestures like giving you flowers and taking one stem from that batch so he'd know when to give you a new before the stem he kept withers.

He may not be into putting and scattering red petals to the hallway of your shared apartment or prepare a cozy table for two with fine dining at your place even when guy could cook like a 5 star chef.

He may be not into posting photos of his girl or both of you in socmed like you usually post in your "myday" when you go on dates. Katsuki actually keeps stolen photos of you and have them printed out and kept in an album. You're both exasperated at how he doesn't post photos of you but glad cause all his photos of you are embarrassing, you'd die if someone sees them.

He may not be into verbalizing how much he loves you, adores you, because said guy can't express emotions well through words.

But yk what Bakugou Katsuki is good at? He's good at making you comfortable. Good at doing things that make your day run smoothly. Good at doing stuff for you so you don't even have to ask, don't even have to lift a finger.

Said man is king of acts of service.

Funny cause he's not even aware that what he was doing was something so big for you. He just did it because he wanted to.

Bakugou Katsuki knows you have a busy schedule at work. Since he's an early sleeper and riser, said guy preps everything for you. Makes sure that your fave stitch designed crocs are placed conveniently at your side of the bed. So when you wake up, you don't have to look under it to find your said crocs. You just need to slip your feet in when you wakeup.

Bakugou Katsuki also has a habit of refilling your skin care stuff in the bathroom so you never ran out, never thought of emergency shopping since you forgot to buy new ones because they're always refilled, and has stocks for your use.

Your boyfriend also has neatly arranged your face thingies and hygiene stuff you use on your face that makes him have this cuteness aggression to bite it due to its plumpness.

That when you wakeup all you have to do is grab your toothbrush and do your step by step routine. The convenient thing is you don't forget a step cause all are placed in order of use. Aesthetically arranged for you, so you don't have to walk back and forth scrambling for them.

Your clothes are ironed and hang on the rack near the closet together with your shoes and socks and whatever you needed to wear thar certain day. So when u exit the bathroom it's already accessible for your use. The blonde already knows your dress code to heart by now.

Then when you finishing wearing your uniform, just a turn and you'd have your makeup set opened and ready to use, all meticulously placed in the right order—you swore he researches the proper layering.

That when you get down to eat breakfast, youtr boyfriend already prepped you one. And it changes daily. All healthy food btw. He even has smoothies prepared just for you.

"Dont forget to eat, you hear me? Always drink water too. Imma bust your ass if you're eating that shitty fast food again. Text me when you get home. Be safe."

Little notes leaves since he always goes out early to patrol.

When going out, Katsuki's movements is always centered on protecting you, even when he himself doesn't notice it.

You're bending down a table when your fork fell, the blonde would be busy staring at the menu and talking to the waiter but the blonde can make Spiderman run for his money. His one hand clutching the menu and pointing towards the orders, his other hand immediately covering the sharp corner of the square table, protecting your clumsy ass from hitting your head.

You're walking on the road or footwalk then your boyfriend grunts and tugs you to the other side, avoiding the incoming cars so he's face to face with them. In the worse case scenario of cars hitting civilians, your boyfriend would the first to get trampled on and not you.

You're trying to open a jar or a junk food you wanted to eat (yes sometimes you both do cheat days) the blonde would be busy either playing games or talking to Deku about a villain they had to brainstorm to catch, but from the corner of his eye he'd know you're struggling to open the said food. Grabbing the thing from your hand and opening it with one twist of his hand if it was a jar or a flick of his hand to tear the plastic, handing it to you without even glancing, still intently talking to Deku or playing games.

Bakugou doesn't view whatever he does for you as some grand gesture or anything. To him, it's just usual stuff he likes to do to making things convenient for you. Convenient for his pretty princess.

Katsuki is not verbal. But he doesn't need to say it often just for you to know how much he loves you. Because underneath all this rough exterior... deep inside his facade, you know and you feel that he cares for your really deeply.

Even when he likes to bust your ass and nag you about staying hydrated all the time.

aira-writes 2026

♡ FratBoy!Satoru had to double take because as soon as he glanced at your direction to check you out for the nth time, you weren't there.

"Dude! Look at that badass girl doing a keg stand!"

Satoru walked through the waves of people encircling an unknown person in the keg tap and they immediately parted.

"Chug! Chug! Chug! Chug!"

There you are. Doing a keg stand with no one supporting you but someone's operating the tap.

The lub dub of his heart heightened. His adoration for you grew.

Aww. A girl after my own heart.

♡ FratBoy!Satoru almost had a heart attack when he found out you were a nursing student. Guess what they say about them being ragers are true. It's almost funny to him how you student nurses must be telling patients to eat healthy, have 8 hours of sleep, exercise, and don't drink with a smile on your faces during clinical hours—only to do the exact opposite.

♡FratBoy!Satoru had to read the whole Fundamentals of Nursing book when he confirmed you're really a nursing student yes, the guy asked around repeatedly just so he'd have something to talk with you about

"So.. What are your thoughts about Nightingale's environmental theory?"

You looked at him like he just grew a third head. He smiled sheepishly, subtly pushing away the book Fundamentals of Nursing away from your view when he sat beside you in the library one time.

♡ FratBoy!Satoru who made it his routine to scan anyone wearing white uniforms for the hopes that it's you.

♡ FratBoy!Satoru who was adamant he doesn't like you but eventually was caught by Geto stealing glances in the two or three general subjects he shared with you. Even attending classes he's not in.

"Satoru, you're whipped. I don't remember you being enrolled in this class."

"Well, I do now."

"Mrs. Puff's gonna find out."

"Relax. Optional subject. Totally legal. See?" he waves the slip of paper that was proof that Religious studies was indeed in one of his courses.

♡ FratBoy!Satoru who's confident in talking to girls. Has no shame in using his charms and pretty privilege in racking up discounts for beers during raging weekends. Only for him to fold when you were the one manning the cashier at the convenience store a few blocks away from uni.

"Wtf Satoru? Why's the beers so expensive this time? Your charms not working anymore?"

Satoru loaded the cases into the trunk and was tightlipped when he got into the driver's seat.

That extra 150 dollars was fucking worth it.

"And should I even ask why tf did you buy a hella lot of lollipops, Satoru?"

♡ FratBoy!Satoru who didn't wanna admit liking you but aggressively had to because he saw you talking and laughing with Geto.

"You don't like her, you say?"

"Fine! I do! That still doesn't explain how you're being goody-goody with her just now. Dude, brocode—"

"Calm down Satoru. I was asking her number for you. You're welcome." the long black haired guy handed him a strip of paper.

"W-what?! What tf did you talk to her about??"

Geto already strolled past him, his hands shoved into his pocket.

"Dude, come on!" he whined. "And where's her number?!" Satoru hissed. He crumbled and threw away the blank strip and chased after the snickering Geto.

♡ FratBoy!Satoru who now admits he fancies you and seemingly have different types of aches every week. Always complaining about not feeling well specifically only on the days you're assigned to the clinic. Even went as far as to skip basketball practice a few times which earned an earful both from Geto and his coach.

"You again? I swear you've been into different types of pain this week."

"Bad week, i guess?" For him it was good, especially if he can have some alone time with you and reap the benefits of having you as a nurse.

Satoru knew that you knew that he's just pretending but you still patch him up when needed and send him to the dorms to rest if he's asking for meds he doesn't even need—just to keep the act.

♡ FratBoy!Satoru who was so persistent in wooing you, it took him 5 months to make you his—saying you actually fancied him that moment he read the whole Fundamentals in Nursing just to talk to you. But ofc you played hard to get.

♡ FratBoy!Satoru who noticed you were busy eyeing his hands the moment you were comfortable enough to cuddle with your now boyfriend.

"You have nice hands, Toru."

"Uh, thanks I guess? You're the first to compliment them."

You were busy touching his hands, first from his knuckles then to the back of his hands then to his wrists.

"You're supposed to be gawking at my face, sparkles. Not my arms."

"Hmm." you nod noncomitantly, grinning like a chesire cat as you touched his hands, his protruding veins to be exact.

"You know what, baby?" You looked up at him.

His throat dried up. He's been dating you for months now to now you've just thought of something based on that grin of yours. And there's a 50-50 chance of him not liking any of those ideas.

"what?" He clicked his tongue.

"I wanna use your hand—"

"Fuck, yessss." he cutted you off and grinned cheekily, pinning you gently onto the bed as his lips hovered above yours.

You swatted him playfully and laughed. "I wasn't finished. But since you agreed... Imma use your hand aka your veins to practice inserting IVs."

"H-hey I never agreed!"

♡ FratBoy!Satoru likes you so much he even lets you do whatever you want with him. Just not in the way he imagined it to be. Retdems are just the tip of the iceberg in your nursing student life. Every week you have to make a video about assessing patients, and that makes your boyfriend your go-to patient.

♡ FratBoy!Satoru would pretend to whine about being in your videos all the time but he actually didn't mind. He likes spending time with you this way. Even getting you to spend hours on a 10 min video because he keeps cracking up jokes you'd forgot your line and start over. Or he'd flirt with you all throughout the assessment, making editing hard since you had to cut out those parts.

"Hi, I am yn and I'll be your nurse for today. How are you today?"

"Ectactic. Especially if i get to have a nurse as cute as you." he wiggled his eyebrows playfully.

"Baby! Behave. We won't finish this video early if you keep flirting to your nurse. Plus a nurse isn't even supposed to—"

He grabbed your hand and laid it flat on his chest, tugging you close to his face. "Miss nurse. I think my heart is beating erratically.." he murmured huskily, his breath fanning your face.

You smacked him playfully, grabbing the camera to start a new video but it was just a ruse to hide your red cheeks from your now snickering boyfriend.

♡ FratBoy!Satoru who doesn't mind you having him as a patient especially when it meant having your hands all over him for body assessments.

"So when assessing the abdomen it doesn't follow the IPPA like in the general assessment for the lungs and heart etc. We use IAPP here. First I'll inspect the four quadrants. Then auscultate to listen for gurgling sounds—"

"Can we skip to palpating the abdomen now?" He grinned and gestured towards his naked abdomen.

♡ FratBoy!Satoru who would be speeding over to your dorm with a man eating grin on his face the moment you'd text Come over. Only for his smile to fall when he sees you in your white scrubs, mask and gloves on. And an array of cannulas in different gauges displayed in front of you.

♡ FratBoy!Satoru would be whining, screaming when the cannula's not even in. It's funny to think that a guy like him would be scared of needles. I mean this is actually payback for him stabbing you with his own big needle—jk

"Ow, Ow, Ow, sparkles—"

"Stop whining big guy, it's just a needle."

"Just. A needle?! Try inserting a whole ass needle in your vein let's see how you—OW!"

He pouted and glared as you snicker at his suffering.

"Baby, we tend to these all the time in pairs. No biggie. There.. it's in now!" you grinned at your success, taking off the tourniquet after you made sure there's backflow.

Sometimes he even gets jealous how you're staring at anatomy stuff like you're in love with them more than your boyfriend.

"H-hey w-what're you gonna do with that?!"

"Relax. I'll just flush it a bit." you grinned holding a 3ml syringe in your hand.

"You're lucky I love you."

♡ FratBoy!Satoru who doesn't mind listening to you talk about anatomy stuff since you learn better when teaching it to someone or explaining it in simple terms like teaching a kid. He really likes seeing you ramble about the chambers of the heart. The guy's smart to know all these already but he can't help but just dumbly stare at you when you ask follow up questions about the concept because man is so focused on your voice.

♡ FratBoy!Satoru who'd also be studying with you even when his major is different than yours but you need someone to bounce off ideas with as you review. So it seems like he's majoring in two things but he's too smart so he doesn't mind.

♡ FratBoy!Satoru who would buy you midnight snacks when he knows you're staying up late weeks prior to an exam.

♡ FratBoy!Satoru who would get teased by his fratboys about having tiny dots, occasional bruising or would have tiny cotton taped spots on the back of his hand.

"Dude, before you settled down. I'd remember you having full of hickeys. Now you have this?"

One gestured to Satoru's hand.

"Dude, shut up. Plus who's to say I don't have hickeys?"

The boys snicker.

"I volunteered this time." Satoru raised his hand like he's raising a trophy, proud to have your IV marks on them.

♡ Frat!Satoru who didn't wanna be your patient dummy at first but eventually started volunteering when you had no choice but to set up a reward system.

"Satoru, hold still. I need to palpate."

"You've stabbed me like six times this week. And that doesn't even count when you did one on both my shoulders and when you did that skin test on me, sparkles. "

"Clinical skills, babe."

"... And the reward?"

You clicked your tongue and started thinking. "What do you want for it?"

You regret saying that because he grinned so hard he'd look like chesire cat. Then his gaze landed on your lips and heat rose to your cheeks. Satoru gazed at you once more, smirking. "So?"

"Gah! Fine. A kiss."

He immediately rolled up his sleeves again.

♡ FratBoy!Satoru who'd wonder why you haven't been responding to him for hours, only for him to see you lying face down on your Pharmacology book when he goes to check on your dorm yes he has access as well

♡ FratBoy!Satoru who'd find you snoring and would find it cute seeing you wear your reading classes on. He'd gently remove it from your sleeping figure and take stolen photos of you drooling so he'd have something to blackmail you for later jk.

♡ FratBoy!Satoru who asks for kisses with a pout on his lips, who begs for attention when you forgot to give him any, who says please even when both you and him knows he could just take whatever he wanted because he's ripped like that but he just wants your permission first and wants to hear you verbalize what you want first.

You and Satoru are cuddling in the sofa and watching a movie.

"Sparkles..." he murmurs gently, pressing a soft kiss to your neck.

"Yeah?" your gaze is glued to the movie even when your mind is elsewhere.

He nuzzles his face into the crook of your neck to grab your attention, inhaling your scent deeply.

"You drive me crazy without even trying," he whispers, his voice filled with desire and love.

Then Satoru's hands slide up to cup your face gently, turning your head to look at him.

"Kiss me," he murmurs softly, his blue eyes darkening with need. "Please?" That cute pout is plastered on his face again, knowing it works every fucking time.

♡ FratBoy!Satoru who acts childish most of the time that even makes you stop and ask if you actually have a boyfriend or a child. Or makes you feel like a mom taking care of an only son.

"Oh my god! Satoru stop t-that!"

He grinned and kept shaking the ferris wheel cart you're both on. You squealed and hold onto him tighter, scared for your life. Your boyfriend wasn't even shaking it that hard and you have no fear of the heights but he just liked making you squeal.

"Satoru I swear! S-stop!"

"I thought you said for me to keep going even when you tell me to stop?" he innocently blinked and you glared.

"Satoru!"

He snickered and snaked his arms around your waist, holding the back of your head to bury your face onto his chest. "Sorry, sparkles. Was only teasing you." he murmured with a grin.

"Fuck you." you grumbled which earned a laugh from him.

♡ FratBoy!Satoru who would have no choice but to stay in bed if he felt sick for real. A glare would make him return to his bed and have no choice but to eat the mushroom soup you made for him that he disliked but ate.

♡ FratBoy!Satoru who would comfort you when you overthink your symptoms and assume the worst case scenario. It's funny because since you're learning about these things: patho of diseases, their signs and symptoms plus complications, it makes you sensitive to just abnormal blood values of yours when you for your regular checkups prior to your duty in special areas.

♡ FratBoy!Satoru who's there to give you hugs, kisses, and a pint of ice cream to cheer you up when you're feeling down about getting a low score on a quiz. The guy already took a first bite saying he needed to check if it tasted good.

♡ FratBoy!Satoru who's obsessed with sweets and would have this big smile plastered on his face when you passed by his favorite shop and bring his favorite sweet Kikufuku.

♡ FratBoy!Satoru who does crazy ass things most of the time, especially when he's bored out of his mind or left to his own devices.

Satoru knocked into your dorm room one time only to find no response.

Sparkles, I'm at your dorm. Where are you? imy :(

The white haired guy laid in your bed and waited.

Only for you to enter your dorm room minutes later seeing your 6'3" tall and ripped fratboy boyfriend strutting like he's in a runway and posing, wearing your 4 inch red heels, hairy long legs and all.

"Don't stop on my account."

♡ FratBoy!Satoru who's white hair is an eye turner. Good looks that charms almost everyone and the teachers. His physique intimidating to guys who try to hit on his girl but is a literal child when he's with you. He definite thinks he hit the jackpot. Yes, you're using him as a puncture hole most of the time but he's able to become even more childish (than he usually is) because he's comfortable with you.

♡ FratBoy!Satoru who uses his beautiful blue orbs and pout to get what he wants. It doesn't work. Sometimes. But most of the time, you can't help but be caught in his trap.

You just exited the bathroom and without turning you could already feel a pair of blue eyes raking up and down your body.

Satoru's eyes follow your every movement, his heart pounding in his chest.

"Sparkles..." he murmurs as he approaches you slowly.

Then his hands reach out to gently tug at the towel, loosening it slightly. "T-toru—what are you—"

"Can I see you?" he asks quietly, his voice filled with need and longing. "Just for a moment?"

Fuck. You're only human. You can't actually resist that stare, can you?

♡ FratBoy!Satoru who likes to bury his face onto your neck or chest when sleeping. He likes to be the little spoon and you don't mind since he's the big spoon occasionally.

Satoru is sleeping and murmuring with a furrowed brows in his sleep, a frown on his cute lips and arms tightening around your waist unconsciously.

You pecked his forehead, your lips lingering there. A murmur and a soothing rub back and forth on his back is enough to make his crunched eyebrows disappear.

You just continued watching your boyfriend sleep peacefully in your arms, his face now relaxed and content. His chest rises and falls gently with each breath, a soft smile tugging at his lips to replace the earlier frown.

As you watch him, your heart swells with love and affection, knowing that you are the reason for his happiness and peace. A lil chaos too, heh.

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On a normal day you'd find that hot but not when his furrowed brows and sharp gaze was enough to burn a hole on your back.

"Uh.. What's wrong baby?" For some reason, you'd always know he was behind you so you turned to his direction and blinked innocently. He grumpily walked to stand in front of you, arms crossed over his chest.

Confusion is evident on your face since you were pretty sure he was in a good mood, asleep even, when you left the bed earlier. You were also careful too not to wake the blonde knowing he'd pull you back in bed, bury your face into his chest murmuring a sleepy "get back to bed, woman." with a growl—if he found you leaving.

He glared at your hands that was now clutching a pair of his briefs on, soap suds covered your hands to your wrist.

You raised your brows and tried to wrack your brain about what's got your husband's panties in a twist and just chuckled at how childish he looked right now.

"Katsuki?" He just glared at your hands more. You shrugged and continued hand-washing one of his briefs.

"Damn woman. I didn't marry you so I'd have someone to wash my damn underwear." he grumbled and huffed.

He's mad about that? You doing.. Laundry?

On a regular basis Katsuki washes his own clothes. Even washes your own clothes and underwear too. But you scolded him multiple times that he didn't have to wash yours cause you always find your new ones missing!

So he had set a deal where you'd both wash your own clothes separately but ofc you always broke it. You didn't mind. You could use the washing machine but you prefer hand washing the underwear to prevent them from losing their shape.

"It's fine. I don't mind, baby." You stood up to grab more dirty laundry from the basket beside you, taking the clothes out and into the basin of soapy water, submerging the fabric completely before lifting it slightly.

"Damn woman." he grumbled and his glare was directed at you now. At your lower half to be exact.

"What?" a snicker escaped your lips

"How come are you still.. Still standing?!"

"Huh?" Cause you have legs. But you bite your tongue and giggled, afraid his head is gonna explode based from the twitching of his left eye if you tried to be a smartass right now.

"Y-you.. You.." You were worried for him for a second and then your heart dropped. He was grumbling incoherent words, opening and closing his mouth, movements erractic too as he paced back and forth in front of you. You could swear his head is making tiny explosions right now due to the frustration he's exhibiting but damn if you knew why.

"Baby, smile real quick!" You wailed.

"W-what?!"

"Just do it."

He grumbled but still obeyed but ofc his eyes showed an annoyance even when the lower half of his face was forced into a smile.

"Okay now raise both of your arms."

"Wtf are you unto woman—" he still followed your instructions and you assessed his arms only for his eyes to go wide upon realization. "—damnit baby I'm not going into stroke!" he deadpans and growls realizing you were making him do the FAST method to assess one if they're having signs of stroke.

"I was worried for a second!"

"Damn that nurse instinct of yours. Always tryna diagnose and shiz." he grumbled more.

"Baby what's wrong, really? Use your words."

His glare centered more on your lower half, the part between your legs and your cheeks burned. The sore in between your legs due to his doing was there now having forgetten about it when you were busy doing the laundry.

"W-what?"

"Weren't you.. You.. You.. GAh! " Bakugou was fuming and his cheeks and ears were red now both from frustration and... embarrassment? You don't even know why he's not able to put to words what's bothering him.

You find it humorous because this rarely happens but also feel sorry for the said guy who's your husband.

"Um.. Baby?.." the suds on your hands were fading now, hands paused in the action of rubbing the clothes together. It seemed like the original schedule of finishing laundry in one and a half hour would take a lot longer than expected, huh.

You stared at your husband's unpaintable face. Confusion and worry even more apparent on your face as you waited and encourage him to take his time.

"Damnit... you're supposed to be in my arms! You're supposed to be snuggled in my arms right now. Slumbering and snoring cutely with a satisfied and exhausted look on your face when I made you cum multiple times, woman!"

You gaped at his outburst. Blinking once, twice, thrice before erupting into a fits of giggles.

"don't laugh!"

"You're mad at what exactly? Me...leaving the bed? Baby I just wanted to do laundry.."

"At 2 fucking am?" He exasperated.

"Baby.. Weren't you satisfied? I know for a fact that I did you good, yn! Did you so good you're supposed to be sore rn!"

You shrugged and nodded, a shit eating grin on your face.

That's what's what got him acting like this. Bakugou's hips and backed ached mostly due to the vigorous love making that happened hours earlier. Scratch marks and love bites of your doing was still etched and burned on his skin. The same could be said for you, worst even. That's why the blonde can't wrap his pretty lil head around the fact that his wife is still standing, still walking around like he didn't just drilled her numerous times into the bed.

"Katsuki you're really gonna ask that? Ask about my satisfaction? Baby you always are in the top of your performance." you're snickering now.?

Your cheeks flushed when you remember what you guys did earlier. Mental images of before activities flashed back in that split second. The delicious burn and ache in your core more apparent now.

Your ability to look normal, to be okay right now and get out of bed just to do laundry at 2am when you're supposed to be asleep and sore is making tiny explosions in his head.

"aren't you sore?"

You gave him a deadpanned look. "Baby, you just pounded me in different positions and you ask that? Ofc im sore, mister." you picked up one your husband's shirt as you started rubbing the cloth between your hands, pressing the material together and sliding the fabric back and forth to loosen the dirt. Double time. You need to finish doing this so you could get back to your whining husband.

"well unfortunately not since you could still move around without a limp and sass your mouth."

Is he implying that you should have a limp after each sessions?

"W-whaa—K-katsuki put me down!" you squealed, your hands coming in contact with your husband's back, drumming, and pounding and struggling to be put down. Soap suds fly everywhere soaking yourself and your husband's top.

"Maybe I need to do you even harder than last time. That way.. you'd stay asleep til morning, snuggled cutely in my arms and not do damn laundry at 2, woman."

"O-oh my go—Katsuki!" the sounds of your squeals turned inaudible the moment your husband took a sharp turn to leave the laundry area and walking back to where your bedroom was on the 2nd floor.

You were punching his back as he had you slung over his shoulders, the tiled floor now dripping wet and soapy.

Fuck now you have to clean that later?!

"B-baby you're making a mess—"

"Oh I'll make a mess alright." then he jumbled the door open and closed the door back shut with a gentle kick of his foot.

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You never really know how to say no when in direct contact with those beautiful eyes of his. Staring too long at those torquoise eyes and snow white lashes is enough to put you under a spell. Especially, when he blinks at you softly, lower lip jutting out in a pout, purring like a cat as he held onto your waist and drawing small circles in hopes of you agreeing.

Before you knew it, you were already half naked, Toru's hands all over you, groping and pinching whatever skin he could reach. Hips rutting and grinding inbetween your thighs.

You knew then and there you'd be begging for seconds. More even.

You didn't mind at all. You wanted it anyways. But after going for 5 mins or more... per sessions you lost count how many rounds occurred the lil shit left for work. He cleaned you, left your snoring ass tangled cutely in the sheets exhausted from the intense love making. He left you. Even knowing you have a job to get to, the same as his. He could've woken you up. You're not some weak ass human being that you'd be hammered after.. Being hammered.

The white haired made your blood boil even more when you saw he left a note that says "Sorry. Didn't wanna wake you. You looked so peaceful and might be sore. Please don't kill me. Xoxo."

He left you to be late!

Now you're fucking speeding past the limit. Hands gripping the steering wheel so hard, both your core and head hurts. The latter due to the fact that you missed your daily dose of americano.

The sharp ringing snapped you out of your blood boiling reverie. Grabbing your phone only to fumble it, making it clutter to the floor of your car.

"Shit." one hand still clutching the steering wheel, you bended down only to swerve at the last moment, blaring horns of the conceding car when it almost slammed into yours.

"Sorry!" you hollered out the window and cursed once more. Checking the time, you sure as hell would get an earful.

You continued your way to the hospital as fast as you could. Already thinking about missing the endorsement is making your head hurt when your shift hasn't even started yet.

Oh right, it already started. You're just not fucking there when it begun.

Then a series of sirens filled your ears. You stared at the mirror and gritted your teeth when an all so familiar police car was on your tail.

"You've got to be fucking kidding me." you slowed down a bit and began to drive to the side, readying to stop. One hand on the steering wheel, one hand already zipping down the front zipper of your scrubs, from neck just down enough to show a lil cleavage you hoped would get you out of this predicament smoothly. And hopefully without any tickets.

Your boyfriend Satoru would always scold you for opening down this zipper (you specifically liked this scrubs both due to the convenience snd aesthetic purposes) but you need to charm your way out this time and not risk anymore time of being late. 1 hour is already pushing it.

Your car slowed to a stop and you could see the police car tailing you did the same.

Puffing out your chest then you fixed your hair messily enough to look both cute and pitiful enough. Like you just wokeup but styled.

You heard the sound of a car door opening and closing which made you grab your emergency lip balm from your drawers and hastily glossed your lips. You checked your reflection at your mirror and lowered your zipper just a bit more, pushing and fixing your bra upwards.

Fuck me.

Satoru is definitely gonna get it later. You find the whole thing humorous. Not once did you even think you'd have to resort this low just to avoid a ticket.

You finished prepping in those 2 min since the officer parked a bit too far from yours. Thank god your car is tainted.

Two knocks on your window and you slowly lowered it, smiling sheepishly and rubbing the back of your neck for effects.

"Good morning officer. Is there a problem?" your voice was an octave higher this time, not too high, but sultry enough.

You looked up, smile fading as it's replaced with a frown. You could guess the color of this officer's eyes behind the dark lenses he sported and you'd damn well be right but the smirk—that all too familiar smirk told you everything you needed to know.

He casually pushes the sunglasses up with one finger, just enough so the bottom edge reveals a hint of turquoise. Those striking torquoise orbs you're pretty sure you're so used to seeing by now.

You've got to be really really fucking kidding me.

Your eye twitched.

"Did you know why I pulled you over, maam?" he sports a stoick expression on.

"You've got to be kidding me right now." you clenched your teeth, not realizing you're gripping the wheel more.

Satoru subtly gazed at the cleavage you're blatantly showing, then you see him clenched his jaw subtly. It's gone faster as it appeared.

"License and registration please." he deadpanned, no hint of teasing in his expression.

"Are you serious right now? You're really gonna do this right now?" furrowing your brows and you pointed towards your watch. "I'm gonna be late Satoru."

"You're going over the speed limit, maam." He sounded so professional your frowned deepened.

Is he messing with you right now?

He'd memorized your plate number by now. And you knew it was bad if he's gonna let you get away by violating the rules just because you're his girl but knowing Gojo, he's just pulling this stunt for the fun of it.

"Ha and guess who's fault was that? I'm late. You got me in bed, exhausted me then left and didn't even wake me—"

"And you were about to flirt your way out, sparkles." he leaned an arm on the window, leaning closer.

"I didn't know it was you!"

"So if it wasn’t me… you’d keep flirting?"

You mouth opened and closed but no sound came out. His grinned widened.

"If it's gonna get me out of a ticket, it was worth the risk." you finally replied, grumbling as you averted your gaze, cheeks heating up.

"You're trouble you know that?"

Getting caught flirting your way out of a ticket is bad enough. Getting caught about to flirt your way out of a ticket by your police officer boyfriend? And failing? You hoped the dirt would swallow you whole.

"I hate you." your hissing only made him chuckle.

"No, you don't." he's now snickering. You saw him pulled out a small citation pad, flipping it open with one hand, pen already clicking.

You gasped. "…this better not be a ticket."

"Let’s see… reckless driving… attempted manipulation of an officer…"

"Satoru! I'm gonna be late for fuckssake." you whined, lips jutting out.

Your boyfriend chuckled. If it's not for the camera's you don't know are around, you would've smacked him already.

"If this was some other officer I would've gotten a ticket and would be driving off by now!"

He tore down a piece and handed it to you. There's no written violations, just a note that says, "Dinner. Tonight. No excuses."

".. You pulled me over for this?" you glared. "You’re insane."

"Forgot to tell you about that earlier." he winked and tapped the roof of your car as he straightened back up. "Plus you were about to flirt with another man."

You scoffed.

"One more thing." He leaned back to your window much closer than before. You thought he was gonns peck you and you fought the urge to consciously close your eyes but then he reached over and fixed your zipper to close it back up near your neck.

Oof too zipped up.

"Haven't I told you to always zip this up, baby?" he murmured.

Your breath hitched when a finger trailed on your pulse point. "Drive safe, sparkles... or I’ll have to pull you over again. And next time, I won’t be so nice." he began walking backwards, facing you ad he made gun fingers and shoots at you playfully. Then he walked back to the police car.

"You're fucking gonna get it later." typing hurriedly on your phone then pressing send.

You started your engine, driving at a much lower speed this time.

Being late, pissed off and aroused at the same time was not on your bingo list today.

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Now done with all your night rituals, you jumped into bed and tucked yourself in, reaching over to turn off the lil lamp beside your bed. You closed your eyes about to--

Knock. Knock.

Who could it have been at this hour? You checked your phone. 11:47pm.

Knock. Knock. Knock.

"Just a sec!" Getting out of bed--yawning, you opened your dorm room to see a familiar blonde hair pomeranian in his pjs.

A grin spread on your lips.

It wasn't the first time seeing him in his pjs --the skull printed onsie you gifted him for his last birthday but the expression he has right now looked so adorable.

He looked irked like he was waiting long --when it just took you 10 secs to open the door and had his eyebrows furrowed. His lower lip jutted out in a pouting manner and instead of staring at you, there was shyness in his expression as he stared at anything but you. Plus the fact that his ears were red. W-was he shy? About what?

"What took you so long, dumbass?" he gruffly said--you didn't even know he could pout even more. The way he said the last part was so soft and affectionate you'd swear you'd heard it as "baby" or smthn.

Katsuki showing up in front of your room at this hour is a first.

"I was about to sleep. Why are you awake at this hour, grandpa?" Your teasing tone just made his face redder.

"Tch." He got inside like he owned the placed and closed the door shut.

"Katsuki?" You voiced out, confused why he was here. You both know that he's not allowed to sleep at your room. You're one to not abide to the rules but you brought up "sneaking to each other's room" to your boyfriend numerous times before but he'd just get red everytime, adamantly shake his head, and won't comment on the matter.

It then it dawned on you that Katsuki was just too shy.

"Why are you here?" you blinked slowly, saying it in a way that wasn't shooing him out.

Your boyfriend's eyes roamed around the room, still staring at anything but you. His ears are even redder now.

"Katsu?.."

"Just get in the bed and gimme cuddles."

"W-what?.."

He was so vocal about wanting cuddles for the first time you felt like your head's gonna explode from shock.

He sighed and his crimson eyes finally landed on your eyes. "c-can't sleep." boy was his face so red as walked softly towards where you stood.

You grinned. "Awww, is my baby--"

"S-shutup." He grunted as he snaked both his arms around your waist and tugged you to his chest--electricity frying your nerves and short circuiting distal parts in its wake including your brain.

Feeling his calloused hands on the small area of bare skin you were unconsciously showing made you tingle all over.

"Katsu--"

"Don't ask, please? I.. I'll tell you tomorrow. " He pouted like a kid. Fucking adorable.

Katsuki are you gonna give your girlfriend a myocardial infarction?

"N-now. I just want your cuddles." He murmured and nuzzled his head on your neck. Feeling Katsuki's warm breath fanning your skin as he took sharp inhales and exhales a sign he's still shy asf makes you wanna combust.

How can you freak out when you're boyfriend is trying not to freak out?

Fuck. Fuck. Fuck. He's so cute. So precious you could cry.

This. Is. A. First.

Katsuki isn't the type to be vocal about anything. He's shy asf even when you're dating him for months now. Even asking for a hug makes him red like a tomato. Just holding his hand makes him a blabbering mess so him coming up in front of your room and asking for cuddles is a precious thing to witness.

You didn't question him anymore. Understanding that he'll tell you when he's ready to talk about whatever's bothering him right now.

You squealed when he moved you to the bed in one swift motion. The blonde settled in to be your little spoon, nuzzling his head more into the crook of your neck. God he smells so good.

You cradled the back of his head, comforting him. The way your throat ran dry when you felt him hugging you tighter, borrowing his face into your neck, sniffing your hair and murmuring sweet nothings in your ear and he just.. laid there with you.

Before you knew it you both were asleep in each other's arms.

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"hmm. What do you think we should have for dinner tonight, Toru?" You scanned through the aisle of canned foods in front of you. Mentally checking off things you already ate for the past month.

You grabbed one of each the ones you missed eating and threw it in your cart. Pushing it in front with one hand, the other currently occupied by your 6 foot tall smthm white haired boyfriend.

Apparently, instead of helping you push the cart—the guy prefers to be holding your hand tightly. Not even giving you the chance to have them back. Satoru's warm hand wrapped tightly around your small ones, making your grocery trip longer than usual.

Mostly due to the fact that when you needed to use both hands to grab things from the higher level, he still won't let you go. He offers to get it for you, hands still interlocked and begging a kiss everytime.

The side-eyes you've been getting from the PDA was enough to make you squirm.

"Let go, Toru. I need my hand to find my phone." you whined, struggling to rummage thru your bag due to the embarrassing ringtone you don't remember setting.

"I'm not coooold. Now let go." you groaned, and huffed when a lipstick and something else jumped out your bag.

"Nope. Need the warmth." he mutters, eyes purposefully scanning thru the aisle of sweets. Both to grab a handful of what he set his eyes on, and another was to pretend he wasn't the culprit in messing with your phone settings.

"You're not. But I am." he abruptly bent over to pick up your things, tugging you down with him. Connected hands and all.

"Toru!"

"yeah, mom? Oh right I'm in the groceries right now.. Yeah. Yup. I'll get it for you. You're welcome." you ended the call, mentally repeating the list of veggies your mom told you to buy.

He snickers and stuffed the things back into your bag and pulled out your phone to answer the call, shoving it on your ears as gently as he could. "There you go." he grinned. Then resumed to walk to put some sweets into the cart, absentmindedly tugging your body with every move.

"We need to swing by the vegetable section, Toru. Need to grab some veggies for mom. Said she'll come over to cook dinner for us."

Your boyfriend's blue eyes lightened up at the mention of your mom and cooking. He really loved eating whatever your mom procured. Saying he loves you with all his heart but would rather buy take outs than let you cook and have food poisoning. He was speaking from experience.

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The shopping finally ended and you both beelined to the cashier to pay. Toru's hand still clasped against yours. You swear there'd be sweat formed by now.

The cashier landed a subtle gaze on your intertwined hands and smiled but proceeded to punch your orders then voicing out your bill.

Unfortunately, the hand Toru continued to hold was your dominant hand. Which also contributed to the delay in the shopping since you kept raising that arm to do stuff, forgeting its locked tight with his palm.

Satoru handed the lady his card and before you had the chance to argue, he was already pushing you out the grocery store, your plastic bags all held in his other hand.

"Toru, let go now. I can feel my hands being sweaty." you whined again.

"No."

"Toru, you're so—"

You turned to face your boyfriend, staring above your height as an extinct—accurately knowing where his head usually is.

"Toru what are you doing??"

Only to see his head lowered.

Despite towering over you normally, your boyfriend has crouched down, his long legs bent at a weird angle as he walked with you on the way to your car upon exiting the store.

He just kept walking awkwardly, his free hand swinging stiffly with every step. White hair was leveled at your shoulder, walking so funnily—earning stares and snickers from passerbys.

Tut.

That's when you realized this lil shit's doing that stupid monkey walk prank.

"Stop it." groaning.

You now regret parking to the farthest space. His eyes glinted as you both eyed the car that's a few steps farther.

You tried to budge your hand free but he just kept holding and walking, grinning like a chesire cat as you both made you way to the car.

Well, as he made his way to the car and you trying to get your hand back—a forced smile plastered on your face.

"T-toru, stop that! Walk normally. Oh f-fu—"

He walked with you still, holding your hand to make sure you don't get to run away. Forcing you to endure the humiliation while he happily clung to your hand. You covered your face with your free hand, feeling your cheeks getting warmer and warmer. Fuck your life.

You know and swore you won't ever leave him. No matter what. But this might be the only exception. Only if you could tug your arm free.

"Satoru Gojo! Let go! I swear to god I'm gonna—"

He snickers and kept wobbling awkwardly.

Atleast it could not get any worse. You thought.

"OOH OOH AAH AAH. "

"HRRRAAH-RAH-RAH."

"eek eek eek."

"brrRAH AH AH AH."

Your heart leaped then sunked. Staring at him kept walking and started pounding his chest maniacally. Not him addling the lil skips too.

This lil shit.

You tugged your arm free for the nth time. Tried.

"I DON'T KNOW HIM. HELP I DON'T KNOW HIM—"

"HRRRAAH-RAH-RAH—OOH OOH AAH AAH."

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