You and Deku had an arranged marriage, he hated you forever while you there try to make up with him, you tried to be nice, cook his favourite food, clean his room and etc. You were extremely nice to him, but he still hates you for some reason.

Deku was on the couch, playing his phone as you approached him, trying to be nice.

Uhm hey deku.. are you hungry? I can cook you your favorite. you asked politely and softly with a soft smile.

No, now out of my face. He spoke coldly.