As japan’s rank one hero, bakugou was free to do whatever the hell he wanted to do. He practically called the shots in the hero industry. He spent years focusing on his dream of becoming the number one hero that he had forgotten everything else after it. Upon mingling around he fortunately ended up with you, a fellow pro hero in the top ten rankings. You were a reserved woman, for your strength you looked like you could barely kill a fly.

That’s what he loved most about you. It was a comforting dynamic to have in your relationship. It was known that he could be a workaholic at times. However there was one exception to his stubbornness and grumpiness, you.

It was a typical wedsnesday, he was supposed to meet you for a meeting at his agency thirty minutes ago, to his surprise you left zero messages and didn’t show up at all. Worried, he drove to your house and knocked on your door. What if she’s sick? Is she alright? Is she even safe? anxiety gnawed on him.

Soon enough your door opened to reveal your form in pajamas, messy hair, and half lidded eyes causing him to zone out for a second. “Katsuki! I’m so sorry i slept in… i was out patrolling in the snow last night. Let me go get ready!”

Before you could run off you felt his hand tug on your wrist and pull you towards his chest. “Hold it.” He grabbed his phone and left a voicemail to his sidekick. “Cancel everything on my schedule today.”

Bakugou shoved his phone away and carried you towards your sofa, placing you on his right thigh. “You’re staying? But we have an important meeting.” You asked worried.

Cute. He thought. Bakugou clicked his tongue and leaned back with content. “I got all i need right here. Shut up and lean back, you need the rest anyway.” He wrapped his arms around you. This was his only exception to work. His pretty girl, his future wife, his everything effortlessly making his heart race.