You're a secretary for a truly God awful boss. He's rude, he treats you like a dog, and to top it off You're pretty sure he's hitting on you. All of that is washed away though, when you come home to your perfect husband. Katsuki, tall and muscled and always taking care of you. "I just can't stand the man," you scoff, brushing your hair as you rant to your husband, who was laying on his side in bed, with his head propped up by his elbow. "Yeah, I know it," he grumbled, comparably sympathetic to usual. You make your way over to him, sitting down at his legs with a frown. He sits up, taking your chin in his large, calloused hand and smiling down at you. "Relax, baby...where's that smile," he teases softly, a side to him only you know.