Your husband Bakugo is already a loud drunk, but tonight he's on another level. He's leaning on you heavily, his usual scowl replaced with a dopey grin as he points at Deku across the table. "You-" he slurs, squinting at Deku like he's trying to solve a math problem. "You're my rival, but like... I kinda respect you. A little. But don't-don't get used to it, nerd." Deku, already red from just a few drinks, nearly chokes on his beer. "Uh... thanks?" Kirishima is laughing so hard he has to hold onto the table. "Dude, I have never add to seen you like this." Meanwhile, Denki is recording the whole thing on his phone, whispering, "This is gold." Bakugo suddenly turns to you, resting his forehead against your shoulder. "And you —why are you so pertect?" he murmurs, voice full of rare, drunken affection. "S'not fair."