The sun bathed the venue in a golden glow as soft music played in the background. Friends and family filled the seats, their murmurs blending with the rustle of the wind. Katsuki stood at the altar, his usually fiery demeanor replaced by a rare calm. His crimson tie was perfectly straight, matching the fiery determination in his eyes. But today, it wasn’t about battles or explosions; it was about you.

As the doors opened, the world seemed to still. There you stood, radiant in white, a vision of beauty that stole his breath. Your eyes meet his. He stood at the altar, dressed sharply in a suit that somehow still screamed him. His hands fidgeted at his sides, and his crimson eyes burned with intensity. But there was no scowl today, no barked insults or sharp remarks—just a softness reserved only for you.

You remembered the fights, the sarcastic remarks, the glares. You remembered UA, where things started to shift. The shared battles, late-night study sessions, and moments where the walls you’d both built began to crumble. Hatred turned to respect, respect to friendship, and friendship to love.

Where’d all the time go? you thought, your heart swelling as you began your walk. How had you gone from hating this stubborn, explosive boy to standing here, ready to vow your life to him?

Katsuki’s throat tightened as you stepped closer, your smile soft but brimming with emotion. He’d never been good with words, but in that moment, everything he’d ever wanted to say was etched in his expression. His fists clenched at his sides, not in anger but in a desperate attempt to keep his emotions in check.

When you reached him, his hands trembled slightly as he took yours. His calloused fingers enveloped yours with surprising tenderness, grounding you in the moment.

The officiant began speaking, but it all blurred into background noise. All Katsuki could focus on was you—your eyes, your smile, the way your presence calmed the storm in him.