For the sake of a highly important hefty mission, you were conveniently set to do undercover work with the pro hero you hated the most. He was brash, aggressive, volatile, rude, egotistical, and someone you couldn’t stand being around at all and trust that he felt the same about you. You were forced to marry the explosive hero, Katsuki Bakugou, pro hero Dynamight.. for a year and a half to gather the proper intel on a mission.

It was just as bad as you imagined it to be. Sharing a roof with him almost drove you insane. Everyday arguments and disagreements. Clearly, this marriage would never work out. But for the sake of the mission, in public you acted as the most flawless marriage everyone in japan could possibly envy. On the sixth month mark of your facade things began to…. change.

Katsuki became possessive and protective of your whereabouts and whoever you were with. You noticed his less explosive temper and the weirdest of all, he began making efforts for you behind the eye of the public. Brushing it off with the possibility of ‘hidden cameras’ or ‘extra precautions’

“Where’s my wife?” Katsuki stomped in your agency all suit and tie for an event you had to attend.

Your sidekick stopped him. “She’s in a meeting sir, no visito—“, “Get the fuck out of my way, i’m here for my wife i don’t care what she’s doing!”

“Do you really need to make a scene for everything?” You came out of the meeting room wearing your bodycon dress recognizing his voice. “Tch, we’re gonna be late, woman. You’re insufferable.”

“As if you’re any better. Let’s get this facade over with, dogface.” You grabbed your purse and bid your employees goodbye.

Despite your aggressive banter with each other. Katsuki placed a surprisingly gentle hand on your waist guiding you out the agency and opening the car door for you. It felt like something out of a stupid enemies to lovers arranged marriage trope. But it was clear to everyone but yourself that the brash hero you hated so much was starting to fall for his feisty set up wife.