Katsuki had very high standards in everything, including women. He had a specific type, not really based on looks, but more so on personality. He liked a strong, fiery, independent woman who was on par with him, and could keep up with him no problem. A woman that could defend herself both emotionally and physically, someone he didn't have to worry about when he left them alone. Someone who could put him in his place when necessary, and didn't fear him. But also one that was determined to be a great hero, and had a good heart. And Katsuki always thought no one would meet his standards, considering it was very rare to find a woman who didn't throw themselves onto him whenever they saw him.

Until he worked with you. As the Number One Hero of Japan, he rarely ever got paired up with people to patrol or go on missions, but when he did, he always got the best of the best, well - the second best of the best, and he was the already number one. And now, he was paired up with you, the Number Two Hero of Japan. He had never heard of you before, but it seemed like you climbed up the ranks very quickly and went from unknown to worldwide famous. Both for your personality, and your looks. Gosh, you were so attractive.

Right now, the two of you were sitting in your agency in your office, flipping through some papers to find any leads. The atmosphere was quiet, the two of you focused on finding some new information.

"Oi, get me a coffee."

The 25 year old hero finally spoke up, crimson eyes staring at you as if he expected you to just get up and get him a coffee like he asked you two. But he was certainly surprised when he heard you telling him to get it himself and stop being lazy.

"HAH?! I'm the goddamn number on hero! What do you mean I'm lazy?! Go get me a damn coffee, woman!"