#bombshellgrenadier

[vsagis]

@bombshell-grenadier / #quirkless hero v

She waited for him in the teacher's lounge to ambush him while she was on break with a box firmly held in her glove and still donning her hero gear having quickly stopped somewhere beforehand but, it all happened within a flash before Izuku could answer—she snatched him close by his tie and kissed him on the cheek while pointedly ignoring the red rising in her ears then letting him go with a small push, pressing the small velvet box into chest. "I'm stealing your ass at eight, be ready."

IZUKU'S BIRTHDAY ASKS! / @bombshell-grenadier

That's unexpected, but Izuku is definitely not one to complain about surprise kisses. Not when it's kisses from Katsuki.

"Hello to you too," he laughs, reaching with his free hand to grab Katsuki by the belt and pull her back towards him to quickly press his lips against hers. No easy escape today. And it was her who started it, technically.

"See you at eight," he grins as he lets her go. "Now get back to that patrol I know you're skipping."

Now, what's in that box...

[vsagis]

@bombshell-grenadier [ main verse ] for #quirkless hero v. ( hehe )

"Oi." Katsuki's voice comes from the door of the study, she didn't have her usual grandiose entrance into his space and instead looked pensive with the way one arm was cross her body as the other rested an elbow across her forearm while the blonde shielded half her face. She looked... pensive as if she were trying to solve some quadratic equation- or as if she were coming up with some new battle strategy to use those damned new kneepads that she STILL insisted should be used to bludgeon her enemies with. "I've been thinking...." Her voice softly muffled by her hand as her brows furrowed.

UNPROMPTED. / @bombshell-grenadier

Even with tests and essays piling on his desk, Izuku will always find time for Katsuki.

"Kacchan!" He tears his gaze away from the ungraded papers with just too much enthusiasm to come only from getting an unexpected break. "What's up?" It is with these words on his lips that he meets her eyes, and a change in his expression, although not physical with a smile still plastered on, washes over his features.

"Thinking about what?" Izuku now turns on his chair to fully face Katsuki. The look on her face is so uncharacteristic; it makes him worry.

"Is... everything all right?"