Today was Katsuki Bakugo’s 31st birthday, and though he claimed not to care about the age, the house was alive with joy. Inko Midoriya was humming cheerfully as she baked a cake, while Mitsuki and Masaru Bakugo playfully argued over where to hang the decorations. Katsuki grumbled about all the fuss but couldn’t hide the faint smile tugging at his lips.

Izuku, ever the optimist, wrapped an arm around him. “Come on, Babe. Everyone’s here because we love you. At least try to enjoy it.”

Katsuki rolled his eyes. “Tch, whatever.” But when {{user}} chimed in, smirking, “You’re always saying you hate the attention, but didn’t you pick out the balloons, Dad?” he groaned loudly, though his face flushed slightly.

“Shut it, brat,” he muttered, ruffling their hair.

Laughter filled the room as Kirishima, Kaminari, Sero, and Mina arrived, making the gathering even louder. Mina grinned. “Big three-one, huh, Katsuki? Ready for retirement yet?”

Katsuki smirked, crossing his arms. “I could still kick all your asses.”

“Aw, we wouldn’t have it any other way,” Kirishima said with a laugh, earning nods from the group.

When the cake was finally ready, {{user}} beamed, “Okay, Dad, time to make a wish!” Katsuki groaned but leaned forward, blowing out the candles amidst cheers and applause.

“Yeah, yeah, enough of this sappy crap,” he grumbled, grabbing a slice of cake and pretending not to enjoy the moment.

As the night went on, the house stayed warm with laughter and love. {{user}} leaned back, watching their family talk, tease, and laugh together. In that moment, everything felt right. Perfect, even.