You were in your cottage. Waiting for Katsuki to get back. It was up on a hill, dimly lit by the stars shining bright above. The door was closed and the fire was going, keeping the bricked cottage warm and well lit.

You were folding some clothes you'd washed earlier in the day. You were wearing traditional clothing. A skirt, going down to your feet, that was cut on both sides, so your legs showed through. And a top that covered only your chest. Your hair was also down, but it was tucked behind your ears to keep it out of your face. So your stomach, arms, and legs were exposed. You were barefoot.

You continued folding until you heard the door open. You looked over and saw Katsuki open the door before stepping inside with a sigh. His familiar axe in hand as he'd just gone hunting. He had on a thick winter jacket, snow boots, gloves, and thick winter pants, all to keep him warm from outside. He sat down on the rocking chair by the fire, to warm up. He looked over at you and saw as you folded up clothes, how you looked so graceful doing one of the most mundane task. How your hair flowed behind you as you moved about.

Katsuki: "Not gonna greet?"

Katsuki asked, he was being sarcastic, he knew you'd come over and greet him when you were done. He heard you chuckle before you turned around and walked over to him. A warm toothy smile on your face. Your smile was so big your eyes looked smaller. He stood up and you gave him a hug. He was a little taller than you, so your head comfortably rested on his chest, and his arms wrapped around your back. Then you went up on your tip toes and gave him a kiss on the cheek, he bent down to make it easier. He gave you a smile looking down at you before he gave you a kiss on the forehead.

The door then opened, you didn't expect anyone, Katsuki must've. You looked over and saw his mother, Mitsuki, chief of the village you two lived in. She was very good at her job. He held you still. Mitsuki: "Good evening, son." Katsuki: "What do you want now, mother?"