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[kammazi]

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[kammazi]

katsuki who picks you up after a night out, pulling up outside to find you already subtly stumbling in his direction. the smile on your face is infectious as your arms spread to wrap around his shoulders, his wrapping around your waist as he stabilises you along with a gentle kiss being placed on your cheek.

katsuki who manages to buckle you into the seat before hopping in the drivers side and mouthing a small ‘thanks’ to your friends who make sure you’re handed off into the safest hands.

katsuki who carries a sleepy you into your apartment, strong arms wrapped under your shoulders and knees. he walks along the hall and into the bedroom, setting you down gently on the soft silky sheets of your shared bed.

katsuki who manages to manoeuvre your head into his lap, grabbing a cotton pad and some micellar water to remove the makeup on your face. his fingers wipe over your features that he admires, the look on your face peaceful and angel like.

katsuki who eventually changes you into your favourite pyjamas that consists of one of his oldest t-shirts, his carmel like burnt scent clinging to the fabric. a pair of cotton shorts adorning your legs.

katsuki who finally climbs into bed along side you, his arms pulling you into him as he caresses your side. he plants a soft kiss to the crown of your head before falling asleep, knowing you are safe and sound.

@kammazi

[kammazi]

katsuki is not known to be someone to be late, if anything, he’s always early. however, today was not one of those days as you were woken up by the his attempt at being quiet while rushing to get dressed.

the ruffle and clank of his costume had you straining your neck over your shoulder to peek at what was going on. his arms were lifted as he tugged something over his head, biceps straining as your view of his perfectly chiseled body was quickly concealed.

you let out a slight groan as you roll your body over, head resting on your arms. “you okay?” he huffed as he lifted one of his gauntlets, eyes locked on yours as he tugged it on. “yeah -shit, woke up late” you sat up a bit faster now, knowing how katsuki’s typical morning routine has been officially scrapped. you take a look at the clock, ‘5:34’. “ouu shit”

he rolled his eyes slightly before practically lunging towards you, a long kiss landing on your lips. his hand rests on your cheek, savouring the taste as even though he is late, he would never leave without one. his job is one with unexpected twists after all, good and bad.

after pulling away he stands up, grabbing his phone and other essentials. “sorry for waking you sweets, i’ll make it up to you.” you smile and shake your head. “it’s my day off, don’t worry. now go, and call me later if you can ok?” with a curt nod and no more words, he bolts out the door, the click of the lock echoing around the apartment.

you sigh and take another look at the clock. “just a little more..” and you flop back onto the bed, dozing off in seconds.

eventually 9am rolls around and you decide it’s time to do just about anything to try and make this day productive. and perhaps also because your stomach was making some loud noises at one point.

after a shower, you do something quick with your hair and anything else in your routine that you like to do whenever you have the time.

finally, breakfast. you stand in front of the fridge, pulling it open and- oh. oh well that wasn’t very good. you reach into the fridge and pull out what was meant to be katsuki’s lunch. meant to be because he obviously forgot it. the carefully crafted lunch that you took your sweet time making last night and was going to surprise him with before he left.

you look at the sad box sitting in your hands. if you were to be honest, you felt too lazy to go all the way to the agency just to hand it to him.. but his lunch was in an hour, and again, it’s not like you have anything better to do. so after putting on some cute summer dress that made you look pretty damn good, you marched outside and drove your ass all the way to that overbearing sky scraping building.

you step out of the car with a huff from the strenuous heat, and walk through the huge doors of the agency. navigating through the building that you have visited more times than you can count still isn’t the easiest but eventually you make it to the top floor, stepping out the elevator with the lunchbox held in your hand.

the first thing that hits you are the stares. heroes and other personnel passing you by with that look in their eyes, glances over the shoulder once they thought they were far enough. you feel a little shiver of nerves as you walk past and down the hall.

you hope katsuki was in a good mood by the way the morning had went but as you check your watch you notice his break was going to start any minute now. the thought of seeing him already melts away any of your worries.

you lean against the wall outside of one of the meeting rooms as you can hear the loud but composed voice of your fiancé leading whatever conversation you had no interest in. just as you were about to check the time on your watch, you can feel it before you look up.

right in front of you was what looked like to be one of the office workers that occupied one of the many desks in the building. he looked you up and down, his greasy strands of hair falling in front of his eyes as he takes his sweet time observing you shamelessly.

you don’t do anything except throw him a disgusted grimace that has his grin dropping and leg slowly pushing off of the wall and-

the door next to you clicks open and people begin to pour out. your eyes are still glancing to look for the man to make sure he wouldn’t jumpscare you after the crowd disperses. “sweets?what are you doing here?” you snap your eyes to meet those dark crimson ones. he scans you from head to toe before taking in a subtle deep breath. “you really love to test me, especially at work huh.” you smile and lean up to peck his cheek. he chases your lips until his land on yours.

as you pull away, you finally lift up the reason your here and hand it to him. “i made you lunch last night but well- y’know. so i brought it to you as a little surprise.” he gives you a small smile as he takes the box, his other arm wrapping around your waist. “damn, you better prepare yourself when i get back. for this-” he lifts the box, “-and that damn dress. i can see those old fucks staring. i’ll deal with them later” he grips your waist just that little bit tighter, hand dropping that little bit lower.

he lands a kiss on the crown of your head before pulling away. “you heading back now?” you nod and look up at him. “yeah, i have a show i want to finish and i might start dinner.” he grimaces “maybe wait till i get back yeah?” you roll your eyes at his response. “a little trust from your side would be nice you know?” his face doesn’t change. “whatever i’m leaving now. the amount of testosterone in this damn building is pissing me off”

you start to walk away as you hear his subtle chuckle. “your ass looks good” you shoot him a look before disappearing in the elevator.

and after he makes sure you’re gone and out of earshot, he sets the box gently to the side. his footsteps almost inaudible as he approaches the end of the hall and goes around the corner.

there squats the greasy office worker, phone up and in hand. camera open and gallery full. his breathing slows.

“so.. you can either lose everything you have and hold dear, or have the shit beaten out of you until you land in a hospital bed. your pick fuck face.”

i hate this lmao

[kammazi]

katsuki who grips your waist a little tighter whenever he can feel the wandering eyes of other filthy men with greedy intentions, because they’re not his eyes and you’re meant for him and his eyes only.

katsuki who follows you around like a personal bodyguard most of the night as you drag him though crowds of loud, drunken people with, as he puts it, not an ounce of self control.

katsuki who buys you whatever pretty little cocktail you want until he finally tells you that he’s not going to carry your blacked out ass home.

katsuki who doesn’t take his eyes off of your pretty lips as you rant about whatever nonsense comes to your mind, mouth sucking on the last bit of your drink through the straw.

katsuki who feels his eye twitch as some drunk old fuck bumps into you, a “sorry sweetheart” spilling from his lips as his hand drags on your waist.

his hand catches the man’s wrist, pulling it off of you and then he proceeds to step up to him. his mouth goes next to his ear and the words that spill out are nothing short of terrorising in a way that sends the man pushing back into the crowd at an alarming pace.

you look up at him with those eyes that ends up with you being dragged to the nearest bathroom. he gently pulls you in behind him and closes the door behind you, the lock sounding with a click.

his hands land on your shoulders as he presses you up against the door before he drops to his knees, muscles flexing through his tshirt as he lifts up one of your legs up and over his shoulder. you can feel the tension in his demeanour, annoyance not directed at you that he’s itching to release.

you gasp at the cold air that hits your clit as your thong is pulled to the side, skirt riding up your hips and his arm tightens around your thigh. his tongue makes quick work as he runs his tongue up and down your wetness, before sucking hard on your clit. you arch your back and release a moan as your fingers quickly tangle in his hair.

his fingers find your entrance soon after and slowly plunge into you as your slick drips downs his fingers and wrist. it starts off at a steady pace but he soon doesn’t hold back as he falls into a fast rhythm, your moaning and whimpering spurring him on.

it’s once you pull on his hair that he sucks hard, you feel the buildup coming quick and his fingers curling up into you. you come undone and it’s hits you like wave crashing down. you pant with a moan as your head tilts back against the door.

he rests your leg on the floor and supports you as he stands up. his two fingers suddenly come up and up and then into his mouth, sucking them clean while looking right into your eyes.

he makes quick work of cleaning you up gently, a kiss landing in your lips in passing, and eventually opens the door of the bathroom as he’s met with annoyed drunks standing right outside, complaining about how long you took. it falls on deaf ears as katsuki has a proud, near shit eating grin on his face.

safe to say he did carry you home and once you decided to have your way with him in the shower? yeah knocked the fuck out.

@kammazi

[kammazi]

toji who drags you out by your forearm to his car after you two had a disagreement in the restaurant, excusing you both for a moment.

toji who sets you down harshly on his lap in the backseat before hiking your skirt up to your hips and pushing your panties to the side to feel how wet you are.

“look at that, first you tell me to shut up and now you’re getting off on it.”

toji who unbuckles his belt, his long hard cock being released from it’s constraints as cum pearls on the tip. he slides it between your folds, tapping it a few times to see your slick dripping down your thighs.

his big hands rest on your waist, squeezing it as he lifts you up and lines himself up. his eyes are trained on yours, watching the pleasure on your face as you sink down.

it takes him a split second to rut his hips up, bouncing you on his veiny cock in a smooth but solid rhythm. your moans paired with his grunts fill up the car as it shakes with every stroke.

his lips attach to your neck as he sucks on a sensitive spot, one arm wrapping fully around you to anchor you in spot.

“next time you act like a brat i’ll fuck you in front of all of those people, you understand?” your response comes out in moans and stuttered words as you’re so cock drunk you can’t even listen to the words that were coming out of his mouth.

you can feel the cocky grin on toji’s face as he begins to rub your clit with his thumb, spreading your slick as he hears you begin to breath heavily at the stimulation.

he groans into your neck as you squeeze him, a sign you were getting close.

“yeah come on baby, just like that. cum on my cock— fuck” his words spur you on and you cling onto his broad shoulders as you release with a loud moan.

toji groans as he cums deep inside of you, dick twitching from his hard release.

he then lifts you up, stuffing his cum back in with his thick finger before it had the chance to leak out, your panties placed back over.

gently grabbing you by the neck, he kisses your lips softly.

“now we go back in there, sit there all nice and pretty, and by the time we get home you better not let one drop of that get out, yeah?”

[kammazi]

| ✶ fratjo x reader

gojo loves a good game of chase, especially when it comes to something he can’t have

gojo who's in a frat and seemingly thinks he can get any girl he wants, making them fall for him because of his charming looks and overly confident, snarky attitude. never has he been put in a position that he hasn't been able to get any girl he would set his eyes on.

and then he spots you at a party, sitting all pretty on a couch a mere couple of metres away from him while sporting the most gorgeous smile he's ever laid eyes on.

and so he proudly strides up to you, ditching whatever conversation he was having no interest in, taking off his backwards cap and ruffling his hair before lazily throwing it back on.

you were laughing at whatever lame joke the guy next to you was telling, an obvious poor attempt at flirting with you and that he knew for a fact, he could definitely do better.

all it took was a firm hand to the poor boys shoulder to have him standing up with a sigh and walk away in defeat. you raised a brow at the interaction before taking a sip of whatever alcohol splashed around in the red cup that you held in your pretty little hand.

he looked at you straight in the eyes with his signature playboy smile before taking a seat on the black leather couch, leaning back comfortably into a man spread and throwing an arm over the back, right behind your head.

you tried your best to give an unimpressed look but inside you couldn't deny that gojo was too attractive for his own good, not that you haven't dealt with his type before.

"so you like to interrupt peoples conversations for fun huh?" he smirked subtly at your words before shrugging. "only when i see something i want." you lifted a brow. "and what do you want gojo? cause as far as i know, your intentions aren't always the most pure."

his smile widened again "oh? so you know who i am then?" your response was a mumbled 'unfortunately' which had him faking a slight pout. it didnt last long however before you turned to look him in the eye. "again, what do you need gojo? im not a big fan of guessing games."

his face subtly inched closer to your face, a hand beginning to rest on your knee that began to slowly travel up and up, reaching your upper thigh.

"well you look pretty bored to me right now love, and i cant have that at a party that I'm hosting." his hand paused, thumb rolling slow circles on your thigh as his breath tingles against your neck as he spoke. "so what if i can take care of that for you? show you what no other guy here can."

what surprises him however is that unlike the usual reciprocation that he's used to, he hears you let out a small laugh. he feels your hand land on his before you pick it up and move it away.

you then proceed to stand up right in front of him, moving close enough so that you were positioned right in between his legs. you bend over, resting one hand on his chest, the other on his thigh.

his playboy facade was slipping but to say that he wasn't amused would be a lie, especially by what came next.

your lips mere inches away from his, face tilted like you were going in for a kiss but instead inching towards his ear. "you know, if you wanted to fuck me so bad gojo, all you had to do was ask."

and without any time for him to react, you stand back up, grabbing your drink from where you put it on the floor and giving him a smile. "but im just not really interested."

all gojo saw was you walk away with a dangerous sway in your hips, leaving him slightly surprised but more than that, extremely turned on.

and now all it was is a game of cat and mouse, and he really doesn't like to lose.

note | let me know if you would like to see this continued or even turned into a miniseries as i’m trying to get back into writing :)

[kammazi]

no ones gonna see this but being fr rn i give up with these damn themes on here, pure sweats (i’m jealous). idk how y’all do it but it makes me grunt in despair. LIKE HOWWW, and mind you them wp themes i was making back in 2019? PURE FIREEEEEEE 🗣️ i lost all my skills man. i miss dem days 😔 (rip wp 2018-2021 era)

[kammazi]

★ you and katsuki have been dating since highschool and as luck would have it, you both loved to play video games together (or sometimes separately when katsuki would keep blowing up your house in minecraft).

you would play when you would both come back from patrol, or on your days off, including the nights when you chose to stay in when your friends went off partying to god knows where.

eventually however, the more you played the more you realised how funny katsuki was with his reactions and constant serious concentration face that looked like he was in a fight with a villain. so you brought up an idea you had one day.

to start twitch streaming.

at first you expected to be shut down with a scowl or the roll of the eyes but to your surprise he gave you an eyebrow raise followed by, “you know what, why the hell not.”

and that’s what brought you here right now, the two of you huddled around the dual monitor with you having one hand on the mouse, the other on the WASD keys. shaking.

the camera was set up in front as your microphone was positioned in between you two with the chat spamming hilarious comments that were going too fast for you to read, not that you were trying however because you were about to piss your pants.

“katsuki i don’t want to do this anymore.” you could feel the sweat gathering on your palms. you were currently guiding your character through a dark hallway, the only light coming from your flashlight.

“stop you’re fine, just keep going. don’t overthink it.” that’s basically all the support you were getting and you know what, you only have yourself to blame as you thought it would be funny to play a horror game you saw circling on your feed recently, with katsuki saying it didn’t even look scary to be considered one.

“no wait did you see that, there was literally some guy peeking around the corne— OH MY GOD HES CHASING ME HELP.” you could hear katsukis snickers as he watched you pathetically try to escape.

“left sweets, turn left.” your words came out as gibberish as you panicked “I CANT MOVE”. your comment was shortly followed by a scream as the figure lunged at you, the screen displaying a red ‘GAME OVER’.

the force or the jump knocked the microphone, slamming it against katsukis face.

the comment section started blowing up as you sat there contemplating why you ever thought this was a good idea in the first before realising what you did.

katsuki was bent over, laughing hysterically as he fixed the microphone before sitting back up and wrapping an arm around your shoulder, rubbing it in comfort.

you turned to him, a hand covering your mouth. “i’m so sorry kats i didn’t mean to.” you rubbed his face to try and soothe the hit that he probably barely even felt. while still laughing, he kissed your cheek and stood up.

“alright move over and watch the real pro at work”

which was very short lived because after a cruel jumpscare catching him off guard (which you had deemed was impossible before today) and resulted in him letting out an almost inaudible yelp, he had sat there with a straight face before turning to look at the comments that were mocking him to no end.

he scowled before responding to some.. not so gently. “FUCK YOU ‘GOONMASTER227’, I KNOW YOU WOULD BE TOO MUCH OF A PUSSY TO EVEN TRY-” you quickly cut him off by grabbing his bicep and pulling him away from the screen. everyone was already used to katsukis outbreaks wether that be on the clock or over some stupid game, however everyone still thought it was the funniest thing ever and always clipped him in these moments.

you tried your best not to chuckle. “okayy guys i think that’s enough for today. if you want us to finish the game please let us know and we hope you enjoyed the stream.” you had by now started cackling as you could hear the steam coming off of your boyfriend.

“like hell we will, this game is ass. get this off the screen.”

two days later, your boyfriends reaction was soon all over the internet, just like you assumed, and his fearsome expression that people managed to pause at the right time and screenshot was on every single profile picture of every account you saw, even your own friends.

safe to say you took a short break from streaming and had to kiss away the scowl on katsukis face for days on end after that.

a.n ; was watching coryxkensin and thought it could be funny. half assed it tho forgive me 😔 (not proofread)

@KAMMAZI 2025

[kammazi]

aged up !

katsuki he tells you to be quiet because, ‘someone might hear you’. and you try to explain it to him, you really do, but your words come out in moans, all jumbled up and mumbled. it’s not like you could help it, especially when he was holding your thighs by your head with his big hands, his biceps flexing as his fingers dug into you skin.

he was relentless. his hips continuously meeting with the skin of your thighs, resulting in that wet ‘clap’ that was a result of the slick that slipped out of your sweet pussy. his groans overwhelming your senses as his lips where a mere centimetre away from your lobe.

the way his lips then travelled down to your neck to leave those sweet kisses as his thumb found your clit, rubbing it in circles as he edged you on, his tip kissing your cervix as your back arched off the bed. his big fingers tracing your spine as your desperate moans reached his ears.

how you could feel the pulsing of his veiny cock and his hips stammering against yours before wrapping your legs around his waist and him wrapping those thick fingers around your throat, chanting your name right agains your lips, how good you feel.

and eventually how he spills deep inside of you, his moans reaching new highs that matched yours as you reached your peak. lips meeting yours as he heavily breathed against yours, leaning back up to look at how his cum spills out of you as he pulls out.

how he stares at your fucked out form with those glassy eyes before realising you need to be cleaned up, leaning down and pulling you to the edge of the bed to being the process.

and how you moan out his name out once more. but sure, he’s just following the steps of aftercare, right?

[kammazi]

★ katsuki and yourself weren’t big drinkers. sure after you two had graduated, you had gone to a few parties here and there but you were never a fan of the whole spinning dizzy feeling that alcohol brought with it, especially since you two are heroes. patrolling while hungover under the heat of the hot summer sun was dreadful.

so when you get a call from katsuki one evening while you were on patrol saying how kirishimas and the rest of the guys were going out for a few, who were you to say no? even though you knew the invitation for yourself always stood, katsuki needed some time for himself and by the time you would get off patrol it would already be past midnight.

so after exchanging some ‘i love you’s’, you disconnected the call and got back to whatever strolling you were doing.

and as the night went on you got more and more notifications that buzzed in your back pocket from who you assumed was your boyfriend. you eventually had a quick break and chugged an energy drink while fishing for your phone.

you let out a snort of laughter and looked around to make sure no one heard you before looking back down at your screen. there you saw multiple pictures took by denki of him standing on what you assumed was a stool while taking 0.5 picture’s of katsuki. what made you laugh even more was his flushed face and droopy eyes that held no fight in them as he stood there with his hands by his sides.

you could tell that he had drank quite a bit and as your break came to an end you had a short two hours left of your shift before you were able to finally get home and most likely take care of your said boyfriend.

and you were correct because as soon as you even such as stepped in through the doors of your shared apartment your phone once again started buzzing, this time it was a call.

“hello?” there was a shuffling noise before shouting hit your eardrums along with the music that blasted in the background.

“HEYY LOOK, ARE YOU-” you grimaced as you hear a glass breaking alongside some yelling. “huh? hello?”

the phone was picked back up. “THIS IS KIRISHIMA, KATSUKI IS KINDA REALLY DRUNK AND-” you then heard a whooshing sound and another crash. you stood there looking at your phone and then brining it close to your ear again. “uhh..kiri..shima?”

you heard the phone being picked up and panting into the microphone. “SORRY I JUST LAUNCHED MY PHONE HALFWAY ACROSS THE DANCE FLOOR AND IT HIT SOMEONE IN THE FACE.” you had to physically distance yourself from the phone before answering.

“kiri you don’t have to yell i can hear you!” you felt as if it was a screaming competition at that point. you heard a cackle before kirishimas finally got to the point.

“sorry, sorry! it’s just that bakubro got hella drunk and he’s kinda unmovable right now. he keeps saying your name and won’t really listen to anyone, would it be alright if you could come and pick him up?”

you were already picking up your keys and sliding on your shoes. “of course, be there in five.”

and so here you were pulling into the parking spot outside of the front doors of the building.

as you stepped in, you already felt exhaustion hitting you as you strolled around to try and find your boyfriend and those goons.

and then you saw him, sitting in a corner seat, with a cute sleepy look on his face, arms still crossed as always. kneeling in front of him, you saw denki, sero and kiri sitting across as they helped gather his stuff. you placed a palm against his face and patted his knee with the other.

“kats, love?” he groaned and slightly opened his eyes. “hey i’m gonna take you home okay?” and then suddenly, he moves his face away from your hand as his face held something like a mix of disgust and offence.

“get those damn hands away from me. i’ve a girlfriend.” although his speech was slurred you blinked before letting out a chuckle as the guys behind you hollered and stumbled over eachother.

you raised a brow, amused to see him act that way. “oh really? sorry about that kats, i won’t do it again.” his face whipped around to face you as he grimaced again. “oi. don’t call me that. only she can and you ain’t her.. so back off...” his sentence held no malicious intent as his head slowly tipped back. “where is she. i miss her.”

kirishima then came up next to you and patted his back. “bro shes right here! see?” in response to his words, katsuki raised his head and squinted at you for a while before slowly smiling. “heyy it’s my girlfriend.” immediately his head landed on your shoulder. he started babbling as he wrapped his arms around your frame, almost knocking you to the floor from the sudden weight. in the meantime, you glanced at his red headed friend.

“i’m sorry how much did he drink?” in response he scratched the back of his neck before holding up three fingers. “JESUS KIRI THREE BOTTLES?” kirishimas shook his head before cackling. “three drinks.”

now you knew your boyfriend was a lightweight but this was a tad too funny to you, not that you would ever tell him.. obviously.

with the help of kirishima, you managed to walk out a stumbling katsuki and just about sat him in the passenger seat before strapping him in as he babbled on about how much he missed you. sero and denki handed over his wallet and phone to you and you thanked them before saying your goodbyes as you sat behind the wheel.

on the drive back katsuki acted like he hadn’t seen you in months by the way he held your hand and kissed it every two seconds. with him telling you how much he loved you and how beautiful you where. in that moment you could not only feel somewhat giddy but be thankful for having this man in your life. no matter how tough he looked or acted, it really was true that he was a softy, drunk or not.

after arriving, getting him into bed wasn’t even a problem. he listened to your every word as he clung to you like a koala. you helped him brush his teeth on the toilet seat as you sat on his lap. even while drunk, his grip was still firm but gentle.

you then got him changed, him getting stuck in his t-shirt a few times, and you both finally climbed into bed. there was pure silence other that his quiet snores as he rested on your chest. as expected, he ended up passing out the second he wrapped his arms around you.

as you pressed a kiss on his forehead, you could once again feel the wave of exhaustion crashing over you as the warm pressure of katsuki’s body lulled you to sleep.

and in the morning katsuki awoke with not only a headache but also a lovely picture of his drunken state as a 0.5 printed and framed photo hanging in the living room as a forever reminder of that night.

[kammazi]

★ after you and katsuki started officially dating it didn’t take long for you to move in with him. the first few weeks took some adjusting to. whether that be the food you ate, you learning to make his always a lot more spicy, what shows you begrudgingly agreed to watch, eventually agreeing on the walking dead, or even the way you would shift around your schedules to match each-others just so you can spend time together in peace.

well, peace is a loose word because katsuki soon learned that you were a big fan of asking him strange questions. especially when you were both snuggled into bed about to go to sleep so that you can begin your next day bright and early.

for example:

you were resting your head on his chest, his arm around your midsection as your legs were tangled beneath the sheets. katsuki breathed a sigh of comfort as he was drifting off into his slumber.

his face held a peaceful expression that contrasted your wide awake form. you glanced at him before shifting your eyes and spoke.

“kat, why do people have armpit hair?”

katsuki opened an eye to look down at you, his eyebrows scrunched and mouth half open as he looked at you in silence.

“what?” you sighed before playing with his chain as you continued. “like why is it there. and why does it stop growing at some point?”

katsuki’s perplexed face relaxed as he closed his eyes and turned his head, seemingly used to it and just wanting to sleep even if at times he liked to entertain your silly questions. “i dunno, google it tomorrow.”

his breathing resumed to deep inhales but you were unsatisfied. even though you truly wanted to sleep, you wanted answers and unfortunately for katsuki you were persistent. the two of you layed there in silence before you spoke again. “okay but what about toenails.”

katsuki let out a silent grunt before answering. “some evolution shit. now seriously, i’m not dragging you outta bed in the mornin’.” you exhaled through your nose and let a few seconds pass.

knowing he was probably a second away from pushing you off your shared bed, you decided to push some more for your own entertainment, after all, it wouldn’t hurt would it?

you breathed in before quickly shooting out another question.“..how are we the only species that have the consciousness to communi-” unfortunately for you, your boyfriend didn’t let you to finish your sentence as he shoved your face into his chest, effectively silencing you as your voice came out muffled.

“you’re on your last straw. i love you but if you ask me one more stupid question i’m throwin’ you out of bed.” his words came out as a mumble, no trace of a threatening undertone to be found.

you grinned to yourself before wrapping your arms around his neck and squeezing lightly.

“you looove mee?” his eyes blinked open as he stared at you with a blank expression. soon enough you could see a trace of a smile that grew as he gripped your waist tighter. you held back a chuckle that turned into a yelp as katsuki flipped out over, loosening your hold on him.

planting a kiss on your lips, he pulled you into him and grunted as his face rested in the crook of your neck. “now that’s a genuine stupid question. if you dunno the answer to that then the hell am i here for right now.” you let out a chuckle to his answer before snuggling back into him, finally feeling sleep creep over you. “i know, i love you too kats.”

he chuckled and allowed his body to relax into you. “good, now stop with the questions and sleep idiot.”

[kammazi]

★ there was something about the way katsuki couldn't stay away from you. you had somewhat of an external magnetic pull that attracted anyone within a close enough radius. regardless, if it was your too sweet for this world personality or your dangerously contagious smile, katsuki was addicted.

as he entered your shared apartment, shutting the door behind him quietly, katsuki shed his battered hero costume on the floor before hauling it over to the laundry basket in the bathroom. he then twisted the handle and stepped in under the how water.

katsuki thought of how you were asleep just beyond that wall. he sometimes wished he could fall asleep with you instead of being out there fighting against all odds. the way you always loved to run your fingers through his hair or the way you let him rest his head on your chest, the soft beats of your heart soothing him to sleep.

his eyes were trained on your face as he tried to quietly enter and cover himself with the duvet. katsuki gently looped an arm over his waist as he pulled himself into you and your warmth, resting his face in the crook of your neck. he breathed in your sweet vanilla scent as he began to drift off, no other thought plaguing his mind other than the sweet one of you.

so as katsuki goes to sleep that night, he can so peacefully as long as you’re in his arms, safe and loved.

and any other night too of course.

[luneloving]

here’s to everyone hitting a low point after doing really well. you’re amazing and so strong and your hard work is not erased. you will find happiness again