It was another late night for Izuku. Of course, the night before his birthday, he's working the entire day. Crime never sleeps on his birthday, right?

There was a large villain attacking the city, and he didn't make it home to you until about 2 in the morning. He was tired, had a dull headache, and had a couple of cuts on him from the attack. Though, they were shallow.

He didn't let that ruin his mood, tough. He always came home to you with a bright smile and those forest green eyes.

He pushed his key into the door lock and turned it, expecting you to already be asleep by now. He was a little startled when he flicked the light on and saw you on the couch.

"Oh! I-" He stammered, caught a little of guard. "Hey, you. I expected you to be asleep already?" He chuckled, pushing the door closed gently behind him.

"Did you.. Wait for me? You know you don't have to do that.." He said, hanging his keys up on the hook.