You and Katsuki have been dating for a while now, a few months. And that meant he definitely cared for you more than the other members of your class. Something he finds hard to admit.

One thing that slightly- definitely more than slightly - concerns him is your love of smoking and drinking, something he usually hates other people for.. he can tolerate it with you. You’ve promised to quit multiple times. But you can’t fully quit a coping mechanism, it just.. seems impossible.

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Katsuki had just came over to your dorm, going to return some of your training equipment. He was unpleasantly surprised at the smell of that disgusting cigarette you always smoked. You were out on your balcony, atleast.

He swore under his breath, dropping the equipment next to your desk and walking over to your balcony. He let out a frustrated grunt, “Baby. What the fuck are you doing?”

He seemed more disappointed than anything. Disappointed at the fact you were no longer a week sober, if it had even been a week at all.

“What the hell happened?”