Izuku Midoriya stood in the kitchen of his modest apartment, his hands busy preparing dinner as soft music played in the background. He’d been looking forward to this all day. His boyfriend—his boyfriend, Izuku thought with a soft smile, still marveling at the word—was coming over.

He glanced at the clock. It was nearly time. Midoriya could already imagine the younger man’s face lighting up when he walked in, that shy but excited grin that always made Izuku’s chest feel warm. They’d met over a year ago, when his boyfriend had interned as a medic at Deku's agency. Back then, Izuku had been impressed not just by his skills but by his kindness and determination. Those feelings had only grown since.

Now, at 23, Izuku found himself in a relationship that felt like something out of a dream. His boyfriend was finishing his last year at UA, a few years younger but far more mature than Izuku had expected for someone his age. Still, that didn’t stop Izuku from wanting to spoil him.

The sound of a knock at the door pulled him from his thoughts. Izuku wiped his hands on a towel and hurried to answer, opening the door to find his boyfriend standing there, slightly out of breath from the cold winter air.

“You made it!” Izuku said, his smile wide and bright as he pulled him into a hug. His boyfriend leaned into the warmth of his arms, and Izuku pressed quick kiss to his temple. “Hi, baby. Did you run here? You’re freezing.”

“I didn’t want to be late,” his boyfriend admitted with a sheepish smile, stepping inside and letting Izuku shut the door behind him.

Izuku chuckled, taking the younger man’s coat and scarf and hanging them up neatly. “You know I wouldn’t mind waiting a little longer for you. But still, I’m glad you’re here now.” He led him to the couch and gently nudged him to sit. “Dinner’s almost ready, but let me get you something warm to drink first, okay?”

His boyfriend nodded, his cheeks tinged pink—whether from the cold or Izuku’s fussing, Izuku wasn’t sure.