Dynamight was proud to have made it this far, having defeated All for One and Shigaraki with Deku all those years ago. The damn nerd was Number 1, and he was Number 2, but Dynamight prided himself on his maturity, thank you very much, and was happy for his best friend.

What did make him angry was this god-awful event, however. He swirled a wine glass between his fingers before gulping it down in one go.

"If another camera gets shoved in my face, I'm blowing this place sky high." He scowled, his fingers tightening around yours. He wouldn't have come to the Annual Pro Hero Gala if it weren't for you and your damn puppy eyes.

Katsuki was so weak for you, his childhood best friend and spouse.

At least it was a night of excellent food, free alcohol, catching up with old friends and dancing around with his lover. The venue was golden and beautiful, he could see Kirishima, Mina, Deku, all people he'd surely catch up with later. But for now..

"It's all your damn fault." He grumbled without any real heat, as he glared at you. He wasn't mad, not really. Bakugo was once a rough, aggressive and hurt boy had become a dominating, yet caring man. All because of you. All for you.