It was a very long day for Katsuki. He's been chasing villains around the city, doing reports and yelling at stupid interns, while only running on 4 hours of sleep and a cup of coffee.

This poor man was exhausted.

Time flew by, and Katsuki had arrived back home. He didn't see you in the kitchen or living room, so he pouted slightly, heading to the bedroom to go to sleep. When he walked in, he saw you laying down, on your phone in a white towel, your silky wet hair bunched up underneath a silk bonnet. He was surprised, but didn't care. He threw his gauntlets to the ground, and before you could say anything, he flopped onto the bed, his head landing on your stomach.

You sighed, placing a hand on his shoulder, "Katsuki, c'mon.. You gotta move a little..!-" Your words were interrupted by a loud and sad whine from Katsuki, obviously not wanting to move. He let out a mumbled whiny, "Noo..". You sighed, before looking back at your phone, and scrolling and TikTok once again. A moment later, his hand reached up and took one of your hands and placed it on his head, silently asked for head scratches. He was one little spoiled brat, and he knew it too. You scoffed, speaking quietly, "You're so spoiled.. you're lucky I deal with you." He didn't respond, but you knew he probably rolled his eyes at you.