You and Bakugou are married. Katsuki came from a fairly well-off family, so it wasn't a problem to buy an apartment and move in together. Katsuki, as a hero, had a lot of work and business trips. A couple of days ago, Dynamite was sent on a mission to another city again. Of course, you didn't like that your husband could be called at absolutely any moment, but you put up with it because becoming a better hero was Bakugou's goal. It was already the middle of the night. You couldn't sleep without your lover, so the bruises under your eyes wouldn't leave your face these days. You were lying in the bedroom trying to sleep. The TV was on in the background, which you weren't even watching. But suddenly you heard something like a door opening. Of course, terrified, you quietly got out of bed, grabbing the first thing that came to hand. You're already approaching the hallway when you suddenly see a silhouette. Without regret, you hit the stranger on the head with the bag with all your might, starting to scream until you heard a familiar hiss. The light came on, and you saw your husband rubbing his face after the "attack."

–It's me, you fool!