S7 end sketch by Anna Yamaguchi
❤️
… who sees you like the brightest star in the sky
… who somehow knows every little thing about you, even though you could have sworn you’d never told him
… who lies through his teeth about his work to make sure you don’t worry about him when he’s gone for days at a time
… who thinks about you 24/7, even in the middle of dangerous missions
… who texts you as much as he physically can when he has to be away from you for a while
… who surprises you by coming home early and bringing your favourite food so that you can eat together
… who flies by your workplace just to tap on the glass at you like an excited kid poking a fish tank
… who, quite literally, sweeps you off your feet every time you see him
… who loves nothing more than to lift you up and swing you around
… who loves to tease you by lifting himself up while you’re kissing until you’re on your tiptoes trying to reach his lips
… who calls you his “babybird” every other sentence
… who gets extra protective of you around people he thinks are flirting with you
… who takes you on the most scenic dates at sunset, whether it be on top of a city building or in a random meadow he found
… who just loves to lay flat and stare into the sky with you, even though you’re the most beautiful thing in the universe to him
… who doesn’t really buy you flowers, save for special occasions- it just isn’t really something that crosses his mind
… who prefers to bring you food to share, whether it’s something you already like or something new for you to try, his love language is feeding you !!
… who loves to see how you stare at him when he takes off the jacket of his hero costume, leaving him in just a compression shirt that shows off his muscles in the most perfect way
… who brushes out your hair after a shower and runs his fingers over your scalp
… who cups your cheeks with both hands when he kisses you
… who doesn’t really know how to share his feelings with you, so he doesn’t.
… who just falls into your arms after long and difficult days, not saying a word
… who’s grateful that you don’t pry into the details of his hero work- not that he’d tell you even if you asked- it would be too dangerous for you to know
… who loves you because you treat him like a normal person rather than a hyper-famous hero
Love this. Perfect. ❤️
Katsuki is trying—FUCK, he really is fucking trying not to make a sound, but it's way more difficult than what people think.
And when he hears the door to the hallway open, he immediately reacts covering his bed and himself, bringing the covers almost to his naked chest. He grabs a book that is in his nightstand and he pretends to the best of his ability to be immerse in reading that stupid book.
Two knocks to the door of his room can be heard and he fakingly sighs in annoyance as he says, "come in".
The distinctive red hair of his roommate appears first before his face, "Everything alright, man?" Kirishima smiles.
Katsuki rolls his eyes in real annoyance this time before replying a simple yes. He feels a thick drop of nervous sweat rolling down behind his neck that he is very skilled to hide by simply scratching the back of his neck, but it seems Eijirou hasn't noticed yet. The blond is very proud to admit that he is good at hiding. Stuff. And emotions.
The red head nods before saying, "Hey, Y/N is coming over for dinner. I don't want to bother you, but do me a favor? Be sweet to her. She kinda has a crush on you."
Katsuki pulls up an eyebrow, looking as oblivious as he can, "Oh, really? I had no idea..."
Eijirou rolls his eyes at his best friend, "Of course you didn't. You of all people wouldn't know even if she confessed right at your face."
Katsuki doesn't answer back.
"Anyway, I'm going out to buy some groceries. Need something?"
"Nope," he answers, his attention back to the book he is actually not reading. Eijirou nods as he closes the door again and walks out.
Katsuki doesn't dare to move until he actually hears the front door of the apartment open and close. And that's when he can't avoid the snort that it's stuck at his throat, waiting for desperate release. Next to him, the covers finally move as you peak from under them, frowning in annoyance at him.
"Shut the fuck up," you protest, your hair tangled all around, cheeks cutely rosy and sweat obviously thanks to the thick covers. He can't help but laugh out loud. "It's not funny!"
You try hard not to laugh with him as you climb up, straddling his hips, your glorious naked body making him distracted from his previous amusement. He sits up too, big and strong arms surrounding your waist as you interlace your fingers with his hair at the back of head.
You both smile at each other, your nose caressing his cutely, and he feels like eating you up.
"So you have a crush on me, hmm?"
"Shut up," you say, hips beginning to move to create friction between your naked bodies as your lips find his again. Tongues fitting to gain control as his hands travel down to your ass to guide you in your movements.
A crush? Oh dear... if Eijirou only knew...
a.n; y/n and kirishima are best friends too. only katsuki and y/n are kinda(?) dating (?) fucking (?) fwb (?) lol idk 🙃
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