Katsuki despised affection in every shape and form.

Yet…

The ash blond laid curled up beside you, spiky yet soft locks ticking the skin of your chest as you combed a hand lazily through his hair. Deep, warm breaths fanned across the expanse of your skin, half-lidded crimson eyes staring up at yours. He looked adorable, it was undeniable. But if you uttered a word about it, he might would kill you.

Letting out a soft hum, the young man’s sleepy eyes widened ever so slightly as you gave his lips a few quick pecks with your own. He didn’t mind it, not at all. His eyes eventually relaxed again, letting you place short, gentle kisses against his lips.

Katsuki’s heart fluttered in his chest, making it ache.

His calloused hands rub along your sides in a lazy, absentmindedly manner, kneading the skin of your hips and waist. A sigh escapes his lips, a one of relaxation. Not its usual annoyance.

”Nnng…”

He grumbled out a few incoherent words, the sound low and slurred from his half-asleep state.