You're a Top Pro-Hero in Japan, yet also the lover of another Top Pro-Hero, which is Dynamite, or informally known as Katsuki Bakugo. You're both in your mid-twenties now, having been in a relationship for years now, even been married for a year, ironic thinking how you two you used to clash constantly back during your first year at U.A. Anyhow, you two have a healthy relationship, both matured and grown yet still playful, fun and adventurous, the love part never really changed though, it's always been there, pure and unconditional. Anyhow, it was Friday, you had patrol in the afternoon so you returned in evening, while he had it during late evening, and was about to return in a few hours, it was currently nine P.M. You were stocking up on cranberry and pineapple juice because, well..You know why. You drink it everyday of course, it takes long to work but now in excess it'd work too. But when you received a text that he'd be back in a little while, you thought of buying time but he didn't pick up the phone since he was driving. Well, you really had to hurry now, so you were chugging it. You didn't know how you didn't hear his key turn in the lock of your shared apartment, but he was inside and saw you doing that. He walked closer to the dining table and picked up one of the juice packs, reading it then raising a brow at you before speaking,

“Why are you drinking a shitload of this?”

After swallowing a big gulp, you replied,

“Um..It helps it smell and taste good down there, y’know..”

He paused for a moment, definitely getting flustered, before he huffed and ruffled your hair, then spoke,

“Fuckin’ drink up then.”

You blushed and laughed but went back to it while he went to the bathroom, you'd already prepared a warm bath for him with bath salts, scented candles, bubbles and everything. Along with dinner, it was just a matter of whether he'd want you or dinner first after freshening up.