”Shortie.”

”Giraffe.”

They've been calling each other that for a while now..

”You can barely reach my shoulders!” Katsuki teases his boyfriend.

”It's not my fault you hit a growth spurt before me,” Izuku huffs,looking up at Katsuki.

”Yeah, well, keep wishing on a growth spurt,shortie.” Katsuki snickers, nuzzling into Izuku's viridian curls, towering over the other.