katsuki was your best friend. he’d never admit it, but he thought of you as his best friend. you sat next to him in class, trained with him, watched movies with him. you even went to his house a couple of times. he really appreciated when you was the first person he saw when he awoke in the hospital after the league of villains. he yelled at you a lot, but who didn’t he yell at?

when halloween was around the corner, you forced him to go to the costume store to find a costume to match with him with. it took forever and a tantrum from the spiky blonde, but you got him in his costume on halloween night and forced him to go trick or treating with you.

he had some pillowcase in his hand and was walking around with you, glaring at you.

“we’re not gonna get any candy in these ridiculous costumes.” he grumbled, looking around as he was ready to curse out anyone who so long looked at their costumes.