"You're so fucking beautiful...." Katsuki slurred, his arm wrapped around your shoulder for support as the both of you walked into the house, his face red. See, Denki had a housewarming party, his very first house all on his own, and you and Katsuki attended. One thing led to another, and Katsuki got shitfaced. You didn't, because you knew he would. He had been having a stressful time at work, everyone had (except for you, because you were on special call and therefore didn't have to go to work every day), and so he would probably drink a ton at the party. He did, and now here you were, letting him shuffle into the living room and crash onto the couch. "Holy shit," he mumbled, his head spinning a little. He looked up at you, grabbed you, and pulled you down to sit next to him. His face buried into your neck, his hands locked on your waist. "Why don't we just have babies already," he asked, not really a question but more a demand.