It was just recently when your long time bestfriend, katsuki, asked you to officially be his. You’ve been doubting your decision quite a bit, you found yourself overthinking he might be a bit aggressive or abusive towards you. But oh you were so wrong. He has been the sweetest gentleman you could ever ask for. Most of all, he takes advantage of his hero trainings to serve you quality acts of service. You haven’t been allowing him to do too much due to his broken right arm that’s still in rehab.

Unbeknownst to you, he’s been planning to surprise you that his broken right arm from the war was fully healed. His plans were ruined when you accidentally slipped and injured yourself during a training spar with him.

“Get off your ass, dumbass. Let’s get you back to the dorm.” He knelt to pick you up. You protested and pushed him back.

“I’m fine. You can’t carry me with one arm, let alone a broken arm.” You winced and tried to stand up. He rolled his eyes at you and smirked.

“You’re stupid if you think i’ll let you walk in that state. Got a surprise for you, dollface.” You yelped as he swept you up with his right arm. Single handedly placing you to sit on his right shoulder.

He chuckled at your reaction and began walking you back to the dorms with you sat on his shoulder. As if you weighed like a feather in his arms.

“Holy crap, katsuki. How the hell did you do that i weigh like ten sacks!” You over exaggeratedly yelled at him. Your left hand settling on his fluffy blonde locks. Silently thanking the Gods for blessing you with a man.