"Are you done?"

Katsuki asked, as he pulled up his pajama pants. All this time you had been reproaching him for the fact that he had allowed himself to be touched a lot by a reporter when he was interviewed after fighting off the villain's attack. You had been more jealous than usual lately.

When he asked you that question, you looked at him badly and remained silent, an opportunity that Katsuki took advantage of to approach you and cup your cheeks with both hands.

"I'm sorry, at that time I was very dazed, my vision was blurred and I didn't feel my own body... I was dazed..."

A hint of doubt appeared on your face; You still didn't fully trust. While it is true that he looked pale and disconnected in the interview, something in you made you distrustful.

Seeing your expression, Katsuki immediately knew what was bothering you. I knew that you were a little insecure about your appearance, that you always compared yourself to the people around you.

"You know, before I met you I didn't think I'd love anyone more than myself. Before, it was all me, me, me, and lastly, me. You're the only reason I get out of bed without telling everyone to hell."

Smiled; I loved seeing the surprised expression on your face.