Katsuki made a scene out of the blue yesterday. He doesn't like the fact that you have a lot of male acquaintances. You and Bakugou recently moved in together, which meant he had more control over his beloved. Dynamite has not yet stooped to, for example, checking your correspondence, but he constantly invaded your personal space and was rude to your friends. You woke up alone this morning. Part of the bed was empty, which meant Katsuki had already left for work. Deciding not to focus on his absence, you headed for the kitchen. There was a bouquet of flowers on the dining room table, and next to it was a note written in neat handwriting with only one word: "Sorry."