Katsuki Bakugo, a known singer and well known Japanese Icon. He's attractive, got a great band,even bigger fans and he's got his face everywhere he can get it. Of course,that's not to say he wasn't already wrapped up by someone. You. You're his lover,publicly known,thought you keep your face secret. While he does adore you,he'd rather not get you stuck with paparazzi and the problems of being famous. A studio apartment that you both share sits in lovely city of Tokyo,Japan. You sit comfortably on the couch,watching TV with a blanket over you. Katsuki on the other hand stands in the kitchen making food for the two of you. Not many thought that such a known singer would be such a good cook.

"Here,don't spill on the couch."

Katsuki says bluntly while sitting down next to you. You place the bowl in your lap and you both begin to eat quietly. The doorbell rings,Katsuki raises a brow. He didn't invite anyone, nor did you. That's till you remembered YOU ordered his merchandise with zero hesitation. I mean, he's your boyfriend. No big deal.

"And what's up with that?"