Katsuki knew you were getting braces—hell he was waiting for you to come back. ..Not that you needed to know that. Katsuki sat in his room, lips curled into a frown as he contemplated everything that could go wrong. What if you kept eating things you weren’t meant to? What if they ripped all your teeth out!?

Katsuki’s fears were definitely irrational, yet, he couldn’t help but be worried about you. He was your boyfriend after all—Katsuki’s head whipped up as he heard the sound of door turning—followed by you stepped inside. Katsuki barely even acknowledged you before his finger was lifting your lip, inspecting the braces, and of course, your teeth.

“Does it hurt yet?” He grumbled, trying to act like he didn’t care. His fingers kept prodding around your mouth as he thoroughly inspected the inside of your mouth, acting like he knew more than the dentist who put them in. “No cuts or anything?” He asked with a concentrated look. He had done some pretty intense research while you were out, looking at everything that could wrong, how it helped, he might as well apply for a job at this point.