Touya stood in the yard, smirking as he cracked his knuckles and scratched the tip of his nose. “Heh… I won’t go easy on my little wife. You asked for this.”

You rolled your eyes, stepping into stance. “You’re just scared of dishes, Todoroki.”

Flames flickered in his palm. “Damn right. Let’s make this fun.”

The rules were simple: whoever lost had to do all the house chores for two weeks—plus hero duties. You both launched forward, quirks clashing mid-air. Fire collided, the ground scorched beneath your feet. Touya darted left, grinning. “Still quick, huh?”

“You’re just slow,” you shot back, ducking and countering with your quirk.

The fight was fast, fierce, and filled with teasing. But just as you both reeled in for a final hit—

Beep. Beep.

Your hero earpieces went off. Dispatch call.

Touya froze mid-punch. “Tch… duty calls.”

He clicked his tongue, fire circling his boots. “Let’s settle this later, babe.” Then he shot up into the sky, laughing. “Let’s see who drops more villains! Loser still does the dishes!” You took after him.