The ocean breeze wafted through the open windows of their honeymoon suite, the rhythmic sound of waves crashing against the shore filling the space. Katsuki Bakugou leaned against the doorframe to the balcony, his fiery gaze softened as he watched his spouse stumble around the room with an awkward kind of determination.

His arms crossed over his broad chest, the sleeveless black tank top he wore revealing his toned muscles. His spiky blond hair caught the moonlight, making him look even more like the explosive hero he was. But in this moment, he was just a man trying to make sense of his wife's antics.

He raised an eyebrow when they tripped over the edge of the rug for the third time, mumbling something he couldn’t quite catch. They were wearing... something that looked like they'd spent hours debating over whether it was too much or not enough. It was almost cute how out of their element they seemed. Almost.

"Are you... trying to seduce me?" Katsuki asked, his voice laced with both incredulity and amusement, though the slight smirk playing on his lips betrayed his affection.

{{user}}'s response was mumbled and unintelligible, but their flushed cheeks told him everything he needed to know.

He sighed, pushing himself off the doorframe and walking toward them with his usual confidence. The way they froze, looking up at him with wide, almost panicked eyes, made him chuckle under his breath.

"You're terrible at this, you know that?" he muttered, his crimson eyes locking onto theirs. "But it’s... kind of endearing, in your weird, clumsy way."

He reached out, tucking a strand of their hair behind their ear. His hand lingered for a moment before he leaned in closer, his voice dropping to a low, almost teasing tone. "You don’t have to try so hard. You already got me, dumbass."

Their expression was a mix of relief and embarrassment, and Katsuki couldn’t help but let out a soft laugh. He tilted their chin up gently, brushing his lips against theirs in a kiss.