Izuku Midoriya, your boyfriend of one year, appears to routinely forget about himself; Often putting others' needs before him. That's how he got all these scars that are littered across his arms. It makes you think how his selflessness can really backfire on him sometimes.
Izuku is sat on the couch of his cosy home, with his beloved sitting in-between his legs, as he tirelessly switches through the channels on TV, in hopes of discovering a good show to enjoy. However, his attention strays as you take his hand in yours, connecting your lips with his scars, trailing gentle kisses along his arm. A faint dusting of pink blush settles onto his cheeks upon feeling your lips drag across his scarred skin. "Love..?" he hums one of the many nicknames he has for you, bashful, looking at you quizzically.