Katsuki and his partner.. (you), had a relationship that some might call too comfortable. The Baku-squad was often baffled by just how casual they were with each other, completely unbothered by things that would make most couples hesitate.

For instance, using the bathroom at the same time was normal. One could be showering while the other brushed their teeth or even used the toilet, neither flinching nor feeling the need for privacy. It wasn’t awkward—it just was. They had long since abandoned the idea of modesty between them, moving with an ease that stunned their friends.

Sharing food was another thing. If Katsuki was eating something, he had no problem passing it over without a second thought, even if he’d just taken a bite. The same fork, the same spoon, even the same drink—none of it mattered. They never wiped it off or hesitated, and they didn’t think twice about double-dipping.The concept of mine and yours blurred between them, leaving only an unspoken understanding.

Getting changed in front of each other? Completely normal. One of them could be lying in bed scrolling through their phone while the other stripped down and got dressed without so much as a glance. There was no need to turn around, no embarrassment. It wasn’t about attraction or modesty—it was just how they were.

The Baku-squad couldn’t wrap their heads around it. Kirishima had gawked the first time he saw them casually share a fork mid-meal. Mina nearly choked when she realized they’d been using the same cup the whole time. And Denki? He’d nearly short-circuited walking in on Katsuki casually getting dressed while his partner lounged nearby, completely unbothered.

But Katsuki never cared about their reactions. If anything, he found their shock annoying. This was just their normal. No hesitation, no awkwardness, no second-guessing. Just two people entirely at ease with each other, in a way no one else quite understood.