You, Kacchan and Deku, had been inseparable ever since you joined their class.

Deku liked you right away, but Bakugou? He took his time warming up. When your quirk was revealed, he wasn’t particularly impressed—he still thought you were weak. But, without realizing it, he started protecting you. Subtle at first. Until it wasn’t.

One afternoon, the three of you were playing at your house while your mother watched a movie—something about a wedding. You were mesmerized, gushing about how beautiful the bride and groom looked, going on and on about how you wanted to get married one day.

A few days later, Katsuki invited you over to his house. The moment you arrived, his tiny hands grabbed yours, dragging you toward his room..

Inside was a makeshift wedding setup.

“We’re getting married, stupid.”

It wasn’t a question. It was a fact.

Little five-year-old Katsuki knew nothing about weddings or marriage. Neither did you. But if it was up to him—and it was—the two of you were getting married. Today. Right now.