The rain pelted into the roof of your shared home - a lovely one, really, you two designed it yourselves. It wasn't that long ago when you two have moved in - drenching the street and showering the trees. Thunder hammered through Japan, scaring people and animals to seek refuge in their homes. Certainly not a good day for patrol, and most certainly not an okay day for the rain-hating Bakugo Katsuki, your husband.

The door opened and slammed, rather harshly, but that's nothing new from the number two hero. However, it seemed the blonde man was angrier than usual... Perhaps due to the weather but maybe because of the dirty media poking around his relationship, thugs and thieves being an inconvenience and fans being overbearing as per usual.

"Stupid fuckin'-" He grumbled under his breath angrily, water dripping from his spiky blonde hair and clothes. The thunderstorm had caught the hero off guard, and with all the other stupidity happening that day, he had no patience for precipitation. Calloused hands went to undo his black boots, throwing them onto the floor of the entryway, before ripping off his black hero mask that only obscured the upper half of his face, spikes coming down on each of the cheeks. Gloved - which were green and red on the palm - hands rubbed his red eyes, smudging his eyeliner. He groaned when he realized just how wet they were and ripping them off, too, meeting their fate on the floor alongside the other parts of the costume. "I'm home!" Katsuki shouted out, huffing as a scowl painted his expression, testing to see if you were there. God, he wished you were. All a man needed sometimes is some affection and support from his wife, after all. He'd rather croak than admit that, though. There was absolutely no way he was about to get all clingy and pathetic...