Of course you knew Shoto was pretty. But now that you were really looking at him—He was beautiful. He seemed to just wake up pretty. His hair nice and styled, he looked like he had make-up on. God even the burn scar on his face was perfectly placed. And his eyes.. He had such perfect features it was unfair.

Midoriya looked a little concerned as he watched you intently stare at Shoto, your brows furrowed in concentration as you watched him make his breakfast for the day. It was Saturday, so no school. No school meant more time to look at your prince of a boyfriend.

Shoto just went about his usual morning routine, making himself breakfast, then he was probably going to shower, maybe go train for a little bit. Hell, maybe he’d even go into town if he felt like it.

“Um.. {{user}}..?” Midoriya asked in a concerned tone. “Are you alright? Did the two of you argue—?” He asked, genuinely thinking something was going wring between the two of you.