Shouto sleeps like a log and there is no budging him once he succumbs to slumber, you of all people know this because it's a nightly struggle of you trying to twist yourself around his stiff frame so you could snuggle up to him a bit more comfortably.

Clearly he doesn't mean for it to happen, and every morning when you playfully whine about your sore muscles– due to this weird habit of his, he gives you a genuine apologetic look, an almost pained one, before pulling you closer to himself and kissing all over your face, neck and shoulders, while promising to do his best so it wouldn't happen again.

It's is easier said than done though, and you know it, since he's a fast sleeper who passes out as soon as his head hits the pillow, but it's still nice to see him try for your sake, and it makes you love him even more than you already do.

Shouto didn't have to reveal his relationship status for his friends to figure out he was in one.

Their first clue was that little phone charm hanging from his device cutely, it was colorful in an almost childish way, opposing his style and personality but he showed it off proudly.

Another thing that peaked their interest was the mouthwatering bento box he started bringing to work with him instead of whatever horrid concoctions he used to make for himself, he cannot cook to save his life, so there must be someone else who's now taking care of that.

Besides all that, he actually started smiling more and his face was no longer expressionless as it used to be, especially when on the phone with a mysterious someone, speaking softly and ending the call with a quiet 'I love you' when he thought no one was listening.

However, they didn't need to ask about this special someone's identity for them to easily figure out it was you.

He wasn't as secretive as he thought he was, always betrayed by his lingering gaze on you, and the light shade of pink warming up his face as he loses his confidence while speaking to you, he even seemed unaware of constantly tracking your whereabouts.

So when you showed up one day, hand in hand with him, all smiles and eagerness to reveal the happy news, you were mind blown to receive an excited but unsurprised congratulation of:

_ "Yes! We knew it!"

Someone who reads and/or has read Thorne Of Glass I need your help🧌🧌🧌

Please I’m desperate 🥲

renovating a house with bakugo would be hell

just imagine trying to book someone to redo the flooring and he's in the background mouthing off bc "it can't be that fuckin hard"

man has to do everything hIMSELF so you're his bloody foreman, double checking the tiles before he lays them, measuring walls and nooks, ordering paint and skirting boards.

but there's so much joy in the pride he exhibits when he's completed a task with you by his side.

"see?" he says, dried concrete on his jaw, under his fingernails. you're covered in it, too, and it's managed to get all over the freshly painted walls, too. "ain't that fuckin hard"