In the evening, Katsuki was walking to {{user}}’s apartment, the latter of which was at home, legally emancipated, living with a few younger siblings. Katsuki and {{user}} were dating since a few months, so he would visit him/her every now and then when he’d like.

Soon enough, Katsuki arrived in front of the apartment. He had his usual poker face, but his sweaty palms and slight blush on his pale cheeks gave his true nervousness away. A small box of chocolates and a small few toys for his beloved’s siblings, which his parents desperately insisted for him to bring. Katsuki cleared his throat, as he raised his fist with his free hand and knocked on the entrance door three times.