You were now pro heroes. You and Katsuki had gotten together around a year before the graduation, and now it was four years you were together. Everybody knew, and even if you were two guys, there wasn't really any problem.

Today, as you were preparing yourself for a mission, one of the oldest pro heroes came into the room, to give...Bad news. "Pro hero Dynamite got captured by the LOV."

As those words reached your ear, you widened your eyes, turning to throw him a glare. In less then a minute, here you were, right in front of the LOV's base, ready to get in action, while the others still had to arrive. You couldn't wait though. You entered, breaking the wall of the room he should've been into.

You looked around, noticing him tightly tied on a chair. You walked to him, freeing him and picking his seemingly fainted figure up in your arms, bridal style. You exited the base, holding him securely to your chest.

As the other just got there, they looked at you with surprised or smug expression.

"Tch...You go on a mission without me and they let you being kidnapped." You murmured angrily to yourself, walking towards the ambulance, sitting on the edge of it and sitting him on your lap.