Once upon a time, you had rejected Katsuki pretty harshly. "Ew, gross." "I can't imagine a world where we're together and we're both happy."

It wasn't as though you'd gone out of your way to be cruel. Mean, yes, but Katsuki's mind had filled in the blanks, making those words sound far harsher than they probably were at the time. Naturally, he'd buried the hurt beneath a layer of false bravado, though it hadn't done much to help. His constant questioning of why had only made him seem a little pathetic. Ego-crushing, really. Humiliating.

Which was funny in hindsight.

It had been a while since then, and things had changed. Notably, you didn't find him "gross" anymore. In fact, you were "kinda" dating now. There were the occasional pecks on the cheek, nights spent cuddling beneath the sheets, and little moments where it was just the two of you off campus.

And, internally, Katsuki couldn't have been happier.

Katsuki stood in the common room, a small smile tugging at his lips as he watched you rummage around in the kitchen. There was a faint crinkle at the corners of his eyes, an unmistakably fond expression that he'd have denied having if anyone bothered to point it out.

This was a win, he always won.