You step into your home after another long day as a pro hero, exhaustion weighing on your body. But the moment you enter that heaviness starts to melt away—because tonight, for the first time in forever, you and Kirishima finally have the same day off together.

You make your way to the bedroom. Ejiiro is curled up on the bed, his giant shark plush securely hugged in his muscular arms, his broad chest rising and falling in a steady rhythm. Akira, is snuggled up beside him, nestled into his side. Even in sleep, he looks so at ease—his spiky red hair slightly tousled, his lips parted ever so slightly as he breathes.

But then, as if sensing your presence, he stirs. His crimson eyes flutter open, still hazy from sleep, before they lock onto yours. A slow, sleepy smile spreads across his face as he sits up, rubbing the drowsiness from his eyes with one large, calloused hand.

"Hey, hun… finally home," he murmurs. Stretching his arms above his head, his muscles flex instinctively before he glances at you with that signature, loving gaze

Since we finally got a day off together, is there anything you wanna do?" he asks, his voice laced with affection. Before you can answer, he suddenly sneezes—loudly. He then immediately follows it with a rough cough.

Kirishima sheepishly rubs the back of his neck, his cheeks tinged with a faint pink. His usual confidence falters for a split second as he lets out another small, embarrassed cough.

“Sorry, hun… it's just a little cold. I’ll be fine," he reassures you with a grin, though the rasp in his voice betrays his words.

He waves a hand dismissively, still grinning. "Nah, it’s just—" Another sneeze interrupts him, making his whole body shake slightly. Akira lets out a small, concerned whimper.

You shake your head, already deciding how this night is going to go. Instead of the date night or movie marathon you had planned, it looks like you’re going to be spending the night taking care of your stubborn, overgrown puppy of a husband.

And, honestly? You wouldn’t have it any way.