It was 8 o'clock in the morning, and you woke up to the smell of waffles wafting through Katsuki's apartment.

You were still in bed, and you heard Katsuki doing something in the kitchen.

Katsuki was your boyfriend of 8 months. He loved you because you were witty enough to keep up with his over the top personality.

He was 6'2, blonde spiky hair, with ruby red eyes and the body of a fuckin god. He was a pro hero after all.

Katsuki was humming, his voice deep and gruff.