❤️

It was the start of your third and final year of high school, your class was overly excited to start the beginning of the end of your time at UA. Katsuki walked with you to class, his hand freely intertwined with yours. It was nice to be able to show off to everyone that the two of you were a couple. You walked with him to his desk, telling him some funny story about what you and Eijiro had done over the break. You stopped suddenly, something on his desk caught your eye.

"Hey, dumbass, are you going to finish what you were saying?" Katsuki waved his hand in your face, pulling your attention back to him.

You ignored his question, moving to pick up an envelope with his name on it. Turning it in your hand you looked over at him, "What's this?"

He stared at you with a raised brow, "Hell if I know."

"Can I open it?" You questioned, flipping it in your hands.

He waved his hand at you, "Go for it."

You tore it open, already having an idea of what it would be, but you were curious to know who would have the confidence to send your boyfriend a confession letter. You glanced through the letter quickly, only to find that you had been right. Some girl, who's name you didn't recognize, had tried to confess her feelings. Writing something along the lines of how she had appreciated his help when she had fallen in the hall and how she thought he was an amazing student and blah blah blah. You glanced up at Katsuki over the paper.

"What?" he questioned, when you didn't say anything.

"Getting other girls to fall for you, Katsuki?" You put the letter down on his desk.

He rolled his eyes at you before a smirk spread across his face, "Is someone jealous?"

"I- No." you said a bit too quickly.

His smirk only grew wider, more smug, "You are jealous. But can you blame them babe? Who wouldn't want to be with the best student UA has ever had?" He paused, taking in your glare, "How the tables have turned."

You crossed your arms, already tired of his smug attitude, "What are you talking about?"

"Do you know how many guys I've had to deal with, that have tried to take you from me? Not that they could. Yet here you are, complaining after just one person."

His smile remained unwavering as you rolled your eyes, shaking your head. "I am not jealous," you spoke before turning to head to your desk.

You shoved your conversation to the back of your head, instead trying to focus on what your teachers were saying. How dare he insinuate that you were jealous. That wasn't what you were feeling at all. Or so you told yourself. By the time lunch came around you sat at your normal table, right between Mina and Jirou, both of them interested in what was on Katsuki's desk this morning.

"It was probably just some first year that didn't know any better. I mean Bakugou has calmed down some since the two of you have gotten together. So, she probably just doesn't know how intolerable he really is." Jirou spoke before she popped a fry into her mouth, chewing thoughtfully as they both came up with excuses for the girl who had made the mistake of confessing to your boyfriend.

"Plus, the school year just started, and it's not like you and Bakugou really hang out at school. You guys don't even eat lunch together, so she probably just didn't know." Mina added, trying to help the situation.

"Is this supposed to make me feel better or?" You gave both of them a questionable look.

Jirou pointed a fry at you, "Look, all we're saying is, she probably just didn't know. And besides, it's not like he'd leave you for anybody anyway. You're like the best thing that's ever happened to him. He's not that much of a fool to mess that up again."

"Thanks," you gave her a small smile, "I'm not worried about that. I don't know, I guess, it just feels weird."

She tossed her fry at you, "Well don't let it, everything's just fine."

And she was probably right. You didn't dwell on it too much during your last half of classes, and before you knew it the day was over. You walked back to the dorms with Jirou, faltering slightly when you overheard a group of girls huddled outside.

"Just go talk to him," one of the girls spoke, lightly shoving one from the group forward.

"I don't think I can," she covered her face, her nerves rang clear in her voice.

You looked in the direction they had shoved her and sure enough you saw Katsuki walking away with your brother. Jirou linked her arm with yours, forcing you to keep walking. She picked up her pace, closing the distance between you and your boyfriend.

"Just claim your man already," she laughed, before she pushed you into him.

Whatever conversation he was having with your brother came to a halt as he looked down at you. His smirk from earlier returned.

"Is someone done pouting?" he asked, the smugness still in his tone.

You only huffed in response, before finding the nerve to grab his jacket pulling him down to you, pressing your lips to his. His eyes went wide in surprise before they closed, his arms wrapped around you, bringing you closer. Pulling away you broke the kiss, sticking your tongue out at him.

"I am not pouting," you said, turning to make your way back to Jirou.

Katsuki paused a moment, watching as you walked away. He swiftly turned to Kirishima, "We're going to have to come back to this later."

He didn't wait for a response and jogged to catch up to you, wrapping his arm around your waist, preventing you from walking away any further.

"You know, you're pretty hot when your jealous."

You glanced up at him, a playful look on your face, "I told you I'm not-" but he didn't let you finish, cutting you off with another kiss.

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Walking through Mitsuki's office building, you made your way to the second floor. When you had told her about your interest in design, she was so excited that she had a small office put together for you to use whenever you pleased. Today was more of a day off, Kyoko didn't need you for anything, so you figured you'd spend some time here.

Upon opening the door, you were greeted with a bouquet of roses. Your eyes widened, they were so pretty, the dark red color stood out in contrast to the white room. Walking over, your eyebrows knitted in confusion, Valentine's Day wasn't until tomorrow, why would Katsuki send you flowers today? And how did he know you'd be here? He almost always sent you things to your office at the modeling agency.

Turning the bouquet, you couldn't find a letter or anything that indicated who had sent the flowers. You shrugged; it must have just fallen off. The door opened then, Mitsuki walked in with two coffees in hand.

"Good morning! Oh, did Katsuki send you some flowers?" She stopped walking as soon as she saw the roses.

"Uh I think so, there's no card or anything, but he never sends me things here so I'm not sure."

"I told him you'd be here this morning. How cute!" She gushed, "It's your first Valentine's since you two have been married isn't it?" Her voice rang with excitement.

You couldn't stop the smile she brought out. That was one of the reasons you loved her, she may be rough with Katsuki, but she was always so kind when it came to you.

The two of you went about your day after that, Mitsuki brought you around the office, showing you some things she'd been working on. It was a little after noon when you heard the sound of a familiar pair of combat boots approaching.

"What are you doing here?" You could hear Mitsuki's loud voice from down the hall. Looking up you could see her standing with Katsuki, a smile on her face, happy that her son came to pay the office a visit. She was trying to press a kiss to his cheek, but he pulled away, disgust on his face.

"I don't want your lipstick on me," he grumbled pushing her away.

"You're such a brat," her voice changed to one of annoyance.

He only rolled his eyes, walking away to come over to you. He grabbed your chin moving to give you a kiss, but you pulled away with a grin.

"I thought you didn't want lipstick on you?"

He only pulled you back to him, "You know I'll kiss you no matter what." He quickly pressed his lips to yours.

You couldn't help but laugh, "So, what brings you all the way over here?"

"I was in the neighborhood and wanted to get lunch with you," his thumb ran along your jaw as he spoke.

"Let me just grab my bag and we can go," you grinned up at him.

He followed you to your office, the two of you talking about how your day was going so far. When you reached the door, you remembered the flowers sitting on your desk.

"Oh yeah, thanks for the flowers today, they're so pretty." But when you turned around you saw his perplexed expression.

"I didn't get you flowers." His tone held the same confusion as his face. He didn't wait for a response before pushing past you into the office, walking straight for the bouquet. Turning it, he looked for a sign as to who they were from.

"I guess I just have a secret admirer," you joked, picking up your bag. The look he gave you screamed that you'd said the wrong thing. "What? Why are you looking at me like that?"

"Because nobody should be sending my wife flowers." His expression stern, like it should have been obvious.

The two of you talked about it a bit more as you made your way to whichever restaurant Katsuki wanted to take you too. He was still pouting about it by the time he'd brought you back.

"Where are you going to be tomorrow?" He questioned as the two of you walked back into Mitsuki's building.

"Probably here again, your mom had some other things she wanted to show me tomorrow."

He nodded, before kissing you goodbye, having to go back to work. Katsuki didn't mention anything that night when you saw him at home. You figured he'd brushed off the flower incident, it didn't really matter anyway.

The next day when you woke up, Katsuki had already left for work. There was no indication anywhere in the house that let you know he knew what today was. You didn't let it bother you too much, you knew he had been busy with work and he always did things for you on days that it wasn't expected so it shouldn't have mattered.

Walking back into Mitsuki's office you walked to your own space, running into Mitsuki on your way. The two of you talked about what she had planned for the day. You opened the door to your office stopping midsentence, you couldn't so much as take a step into your office, as every surface was covered in flowers. There was a card attached to the bouquet closest to you.

Only I can send you flowers, and if anyone even tries to distract you from me, I'll just have to prove that I'm better. I'll see you for lunch again today.

I love you more than you can even imagine,

Katsuki

Your face was already as red as the roses that covered your office. After your face had cooled down a bit you turned to Mitsuki.

"You know I've been thinking, you don't happen to have anything to do with the flowers from yesterday?"

She only gave you a knowing smile, "I'm not telling."