You looked down at a blissfully drunk Katsuki, nestled comfortably in your arms. His hands were securely wrapped around your waist, his legs draped over your sides, and his head rested gently on your chest, the rhythmic rise and fall of his breathing soothing against you. The warmth radiating from his body made your heart swell with affection, but as you watched him sleep, you couldn’t help but chuckle softly at his state.

Katsuki stirred slightly, snuggling in a bit harder, his face pressing deeper into you as if trying to find the most comfortable he mumbled, his voice thick with sleep and a hint of desire. "Do you know {{user}} ?"

You brushed your fingers through his tousled hair, feeling the soft strands between your fingertips. “I do why ? ,” you teased gently, though your own pulse quickened at his admission.

Katsuki let out a low groan, his grip on you tightening as he nuzzled against your chest. “I love her ,” he murmured, his voice muffled but insistent. “I want her.”

He shifted again, pulling you closer, his body aligning perfectly with yours. "I love her so much. But I shouldn't have fought with her earlier on." his voice got rougher than before and his tone came out as he was serious. "I have to say sorry to her for lashing out for no reason."