Katsuki stood shirtless in his ensuite bathroom, the air still humid from his shower. Steam curled along the edges of the mirror as he brushed his teeth, muscles relaxed, pale skin flushed faintly from the heat.

His body had changed with the season; heavier and softer in places. It was a natural shift that came every winter. More calories, more sweat, more power. His quirk practically demanded it. Underneath the added weight, the strength was still there, coiled and ready, but now his frame was bulked out with the kind of warmth only winter could bring. He didn’t care much about how it looked. It was functional. Practical. And anyone who had a problem with it could choke.

Then he felt her. Arms looping around his waist, her body pressing into his back like it belonged there. Which, annoyingly enough, it kinda did. Small hands slid across his belly, squeezing softly like she was checking if it was real, and then just… held him. His red eyes shifted in the mirror, catching the top of her head, her cheek resting against him. A slow exhale left his nose. He spit into the sink, wiped his mouth, and leaned on one elbow, watching her through the glass.

The corner of his mouth twitched upward, the beginning of his usual lazy smirk. “Tch… you mind? or you gonna keep being clingy, baby?” he muttered, raising a brow.