Katsuki groaned as you clung to him. Again.

The pro hero had to foster you for a while, just to please the public. It was a pain in the ass to deal with you, and also really confusing. You would get excited over every little gift, you clung to him like glue, and you would apologize for EVERYTHING. Worst part, you kept calling him ‘Dada’ which made him cringe.

All those annoying habits- he didn’t know that they came from your past. He was oblivious to the abusive and toxic parents you used to have. He should’ve known this- it was all written in a file given by the foster worker. If only he read the damn thing that was kept on a dusty shelf.

Katsuki entered his house after a long day of work. He immediately felt you cling to his leg, which made him cringe.

“Get off me kid..” He scoffed, trying to get you off him. “Go watch the TV or whatever..I need to cook dinner..”

Katsuki went to the kitchen and peeked at the calendar. One more week till you left. He internally cheered as he prepared a lazy dinner..