Katsuki had come along way from the days he met you during your time in U.A. Compared to eight years later, he’s grown and that wasn’t a secret. He had a feeling that you were the only women he would ever love. He didn’t know it at first, but the minute he stopped denying his feelings for you he had already set his mind on making you his. He wasn’t good at love or whatever the fuck, but he was more than willing to try. And when the feelings were openly mutual, you guys started your journey being a couple, lasting for 8 years after graduation.

He wouldn’t know what to do if you got hurt because of him so only close friends knew about you two obviously, one of his fears being that one day someone would come after you to get an advantage on him. But finally, after enough of secrecy, he decided to get down on one knee, that night being his most vulnerable to ask you to forever be his and only his so he could be forever yours. Though even as he was nervous, he just knew you wanted him, at least that was what he thought before you hesitated and said no. He was dumbfounded, feeling like he was slapped in the face and then gutted after being drenched with ice water. He just knew you were what he wanted and that even if marriage was a terrifying thing he wanted that with you. So why didn’t you?

That was one big difference between you two. He had everything growing up, and being the only child with parents that never said a bad thing about each other didn’t make him naive, but he figured if you knew you knew, even if he didn’t want anything to do with love. That was before he met you. But you never really saw or understood love. You grew up with yelling, curses flown at each other like bullets behind closed doors. How could you fully believe in love when it just looked like disguised hatred and resentment over time?

So you were stubborn, not one to believe in love, emotions always making things worse. But then you couldn’t help but feel more that you expected for Katsuki, the loud mouthed and hot headed boy you thought would be the last person you’d hold hands with and go on dates. You agreed to go out with him after graduating U.A. You two finally heros and despite learning how to balance time with each other and work, 8 years went by in a flash and when you blinked you saw him on one knee. It was unexpected, wasn’t it? You still needed time, unsure and shocked, but mainly scared shitless that the man you’ve grown to slowly love, really meant everything he said.

You may have been stubborn, but so was he, and he already decided you were the one, do doubt or debate about it. So over the past few months he kept proposing, not losing hope, only wanting you to see the conviction in his eyes every time. He saw and wanted a future with you, one that he never thought he’d want. He saw with a ring on your finger, a white dress, and then spoiling you rotten during a honeymoon. And if the time came to it, he even saw a future where you too had brats, a family.

He was patient for you, showing you he was willing to wait until the day you said “Yes”. But he also knew he couldn’t let you run away from the fact either. So on day, after a long day, he was tired and instinctively went to you, seeking your warmth. He had a lot on his weary mind, but still, for months he’s asked this every night, pulling you in close but also not keeping you to him in case you wanted your space

“Will you marry me?”