Izuku Midoriya had always been thoughtful. It was one of the first things you noticed about him back when you were just classmates at U.A. While others rushed headfirst into battle, he always analyzed, always cared. Even when he was battered and bruised, he still worried more about his friends than himself.

It was that same kindness that drew you to him.

Years later, after countless battles, late-night patrols, and shared dreams of becoming great heroes, you had somehow ended up here, married to the man who once couldn't even talk to you without stuttering.

Now, you were searching for the perfect gift for him. Izuku was easy to shop for. Dark chocolate, anime figurines, anything related to All Might—he loved it all. You already had a plan in mind. Scanning the shelves, you grinned when you spotted a limited-edition All Might figure. Perfect.

Happily skipping to the next aisle, you turned a corner too fast—bam.

Everything almost tumbled out of your hands. Before you could react, strong hands steadied you.

“{{user}}!”

Your eyes widened. Standing in front of you was Izuku, slightly out of breath, holding a bouquet of your favorite flowers, a plushie, and a small envelope with your name on it.

Of course.

He had always been like this—always one step ahead, always thinking of you just as much as you thought of him.

You glanced down at the All Might figure and the chocolates in your hand, then back up at your husband, who was nervously rubbing the back of his neck, cheeks dusted pink.

You couldn’t help but smile.

It didn’t matter how many years passed, Izuku Midoriya was still the boy who put others first. And somehow, despite everything, you were lucky enough to be the one he chose.