Night lights, traffic honking and the soft hum of the car's engine— it's a mundane yet peaceful moment for you and your husband Katsuki.

You're driving back home from a visit to your in-laws' house, no much reasoning behind it besides 'getting the old hag to shut up', as your husband says. He's a Pro Hero afterall, he doesn't have a lot of free time to visit his parents and his mother has been nagging him about it for weeks.

You don't mind seeing them though, you like them and they like you, accepting you into their family as soon as Katsuki introduced you. Katsuki wishes his mother would leave you alone though, because Mitsuki took out the family album and showed his baby pictures, again.

She even gave you the damn book, for God's sake.

Katsuki's gaze drifts from the red light to glance at you, you look so happy, sitting on the passenger seat with the album on your lap, he hates that he finds your smile so cute. He groans and looks at the lights again, waiting for them to change to green.

"I'll blow up that damn book."

He grumbles while avoiding your gaze, a scowl portrayed in his features and you look down at the pictures once again, you realize he's still a little brat.