"How far is that place again?!"

(Y/n) rolled her eyes for the umpteenth time and sent the boy walking beside her an impatient look. "Put a lid on it, Katsuki. We're almost there."

Katsuki returned the look. "If I knew it was this far, I wouldn't have offered to buy you anything in the first place!"

"But you did," a smug smile appeared on her lips. "So deal with it, you lazy fuck."

Katsuki halted in his tracks to give the girl a piece or two of his mind but she beat him to it.

"We're here!" (Y/n) announced, feet stopping in front of a restaurant. The ash-blonde glared at the girl fiercely, form trembling as strangled sounds came from his throat.

(Y/n) turned to him and inclined her head to the side, indicating the door. "Come on, Fireworks," she turned back to push the door open. "We're wasting daylight just standing out here."

A look of confusion crossed Katsuki's face as he followed her in. "Fireworks? What kind of shit name is that?"

"It's your new nickname," she threw over her shoulder while heading to the front counter. "Get used to it."

"I don't like it," he scowled at the back of her head. "Don't fucking call me that."

The girl immediately stopped and turned around, causing the boy to stop too before he collided with her. He scowled down at her, hands in his pockets and eyes locked with hers.

The girl sent him a pursed smile at him. "But I do, so you just have to deal with it. Besides, you call me idiot, dumbass and moron all the time so it's fair I give you one myself, 'kay?" Katsuki opened his mouth to retort but she beat him to it with a jerk of her head in the direction of the booths. "Just go find a seat and I'll order for both of us. Today, you're trying out my kind of style."

Katsuki stubbornly clicked his tongue, eyes flickering to the counter behind her and back to her. Count that as the second time he backed off from an argument with her, third if he counted agreeing to pay for her food. He went to turn to head towards the booth but stopped to add. "Fine. Don't take so long. And don't order expensive shit either."

"No promises," The girl snorted at the dark look he sent her and parted ways with him to head to the counter. She rested her hands on the counter as her eyes scanned the large menu display. She unconsciously tapped her fingernails along to the tune of the background song as she tried to figure out what she was going to choose. An interesting variety, all of them looked tasty and fulfilling but then, her eyes fell on one particular dish, (favorite food) still looked tastier than the rest. And that's not all, it had a special too.

"Hello and welcome to (name of the restaurant), how may I be of assistance?" a male voice spoke up, diverting the girl's attention to the smiling brunette cashier. She noticed that he was probably new to the establishment since she was a regular there. He looked young, not yet in his twenty's, so was probably working his way through college.

"Um...hi," the girl briefly returned the friendly smile. Her eyes darted back to the menu then to him. She pointed at the dish. "Today's special on (favorite food) is still up, right?"

"Yeah, buy one, get one free plate and a soda, your choice," he winked at her as he folded his arms on the marble counter, making him lean forward towards the girl.

Her eyebrows snapped together. Is this dude flirting with me? Choosing to classify his advances as his most likely usual behavior towards every female customer, she didn't think much of it and went ahead to place an order.

"Okay...so I'd like a-"

"Are you free tonight?" the brown-haired male interjected, his obnoxious smirk growing by the second.

(Y/n) frowned. "Uh...no sorry. I have a boyfrie-"

"Oh, come on," the male cocked his head to the side. (Y/n) pressed her lips into a thin line, her eyes narrowing. His interruptions were really getting on her nerves. "You're really gonna pull that shit line on me? Look, I know that 'I have a boyfriend'" he continued. "Is pretty much what every girl says to mean no, so you're probably lying."

"Am I?" she challenged.

"Yeah," he grinned. He then looked over his shoulder to see if any of his fellow colleagues were watching him. When he found none, he leaned closer to her and his voice dropped into a secretive tone. "I watched your fight at the festival by the way and to be honest," his eyes raked down her figure. "You're powerful, which is kinda hot."

Her eyes narrowed further. Well then if you watched it, then maybe you wouldn't have missed the part where it was announced that I was in a relationship! "You know, you're really getting on my nerves right now..."

"Oh, come on babe, I'm just-," the male began but snapped his mouth shut when his eyes fell on something behind the girl. His smirk fell, face morphing in fear, making the girl raise an eyebrow. "Uh...On second thought, why don't I just take that order?"

Puzzled by his sudden change in demeanor, (Y/n) looked over her shoulder to see what had scared him, only to be met with a seething Katsuki, who was glaring holes at the cashier.

She frowned. "I thought I told you to-"

"Go sit down," Katsuki ordered without looking at her, his voice dangerously low but very commanding.

(Y/n) huffed. Just how many times was she going to be interrupted before she even got a word in? "I haven't ordered yet."

His eyes fell on her and she felt the instinct to take a step back. Those crimson eyes were filled with unbridled rage and wildness she hadn't seen directed towards her before.

But instead of backing down like her gut was telling her to, she stubbornly crossed her arms over her chest. What was his problem all of a sudden? She knew that Katsuki was usually a hostile guy but to come off her without any reason was unreasonable and that made her angry. Though what she didn't know was that Katsuki wasn't exactly angry but jealous, and mixing jealousy with his hothead nature was like mixing gasoline with fire. Not good.

Katsuki took a warning step towards the stubborn girl. "Go sit the fuck down and I'll order for you!"

"No! I'm not going to sit down," she jammed a finger in his chest. "You are going to behave yourself and let me finish ordering!"

By that time, both were very aware of the scene they were causing, which had automatically attracted everyone's eyes on them. The whole restaurant was silent, save for the background music and the two teenagers yelling at each other.

Katsuki, not caring about the people who can't mind their own fucking business, growled at the girl and swatted her finger away. "I'm warning you, (Y/n)!"

"Fuck no!"

The ash-blond suddenly grabbed her by the collar, making the onlookers gasp at his hostility.

"I swear if you don't sit your ass down, I'm gonna kick it there myself!" he yelled in her face, his crimson eyes burning into her own glaring (e/c) ones.

"Let go!" (Y/n)'s nails dug into his hands, as she tried to yank his hands off her collar. "Let go of me!"

A voice was cleared next to them and both turned their heads towards a man, who seemed to be in his early thirties. His face portrayed shock over how the ash-blonde was handling a girl. "Uh...young man," he cleared his throat once more and adjusted his glasses. "You better let go of her right now."

The bespectacled man could admit that he wasn't the bravest of them all. Quirkless and a freelance writer struggling in the industry, he wasn't at all strong in any physical sense. But seeing that no one even bothered to help the young girl being distressed by who seemed like her possessive and hostile boyfriend, he decided to take a stand.

Katsuki, however, wasn't too pleased with the guy's brave act. He immediately let go of (Y/n)'s collar and turned to male.

"And who the fuck asked for your presence, huh?!"

(Y/n) grabbed Katsuki's arm and pulled him back before he decided to start a fight. "Katsuki! Stop it and calm down!"

The Samaritan gawked at the girl in confusion as she continued exchanging heated words with the boy. The two were teenagers, he could tell, and the boy's face looked familiar. Like he had seen it on a billboard somewhere...Either way, she seemed so unaffected that the so-called Katsuki was just from shouting at her face and grabbing her collar like it was nothing. To him, she made it look like it was not something out of the ordinary.

Relationship abuse? He sized her up. She doesn't have any injuries though..."Uh...Miss," his slightly timid voice made them both shut up and turn back to him. "Does this guy always treat you like this?"

"Haah?! What the fuck did you just say?!" Katsuki went to grab the man by his neck but was pulled back once more by (Y/n). "I'm gonna fucking kill you, scum!!"

"No! He doesn't!" (Y/n) desperately clarified to the horrified man and audience as she tried to hold back the boy. "He's just like this. Hurt me? Never!"

"Well then-" the male sighed in relief and he took a step towards (Y/n) but was stopped when Katsuki yanked his arm away from the girl's hold and roughly shoved him back.

(Y/n) loudly gasped. "Katsuki! What are you-!"

"You better back off, fuckface, before I fucking make you!" Katsuki venomously hissed, his intimidating figure towering over his slightly shorter and pudgy one.

The man gulped, his glasses fogging up due to the harsh breaths coming from Katsuki looming over him. As he stared up at him, wondering how a teenager can threaten an older man like him, he finally recognized his face. He was the same violent boy who was restrained to the podium at the U.A. sports festival.

Wow, what such luck to provoke such a kid...

Just when he was about to whip out a white flag, a worker appeared behind the girl with a grim look on.

"Excuse me," the trio turned to him. "I'd ask you guys to leave before we call security to throw you out. You're causing a disturbance to the other customers."

Katsuki growled and stomped towards the worker, fists and teeth bared. "Do you also wanna fucking go-what the fuck, (Y/n)?!" Katsuki exclaimed, turning to the annoyed girl who had hit the back of his head.

"Shut up, Katsuki! You're making a scene!!!" she hissed at him, her patience with him growing thinner by the second.

"You wanna fight?!"

"Hey! Hey! Whoa!" The Samaritan yelled as he stepped in between Katsuki and (Y/n), back facing the girl while both palms against the boy's chest.

Katsuki's eyes widened in pure unadulterated anger on seeing the irritating male who so boldly dared to step in his way. What did it take for that fuckwit to take a hint and mind his own business? Smoke started seeping from his palms, as small explosions started detonating from them. (Y/n) noticed this but as she went to stop him, from the corner of her eye, she saw the worker's right arm morph into like that of a reptile's, scales and what not. She could see a bloody fight coming on and she had to stop it. But as she took a step forward, the male standing between them suddenly swung his arm back, his elbow, unfortunately, colliding with (Y/n)'s nose.

The girl stumbled back, her hands flying to clutch her nose as numbing pain tore through it. Everyone's mouths fell open, the culprit swiveling around to stare at the girl in guilt and shock. He hadn't meant to throw the first hit but his instincts screamed at him to at least protect her or rather, himself, and sadly, it resulted in him hitting her instead.

Katsuki, who had seen the whole thing, was literally foaming at the mouth. His vision turned red as it rested on the male who had intentionally, in his mind, hurt his girl.

(Y/n) blinked back the tears when she felt something trickling down her nose. She swiped her fingers over it and looked at her hand. Her eyes widened at the crimson liquid and her fingers started trembling. Her breathing quickened and her vision started to become dotted in red.

She straightened up to face the two males. Katsuki's eyes widened at the sight of (Y/n)'s bloodied up nose and it was enough to set him off the edge. He took a step forwards towards the guilty party, ready to throttle him, but stopped when he heard the girl speak.

"You little. Piece. Of. Shit!!!" she yelled, her face twisted in anger as she swung her arm back, hand balled up into a fist.

***

(Y/n) and Katsuki walked beside each other, none uttering even a single word. Both scowled at anything and everything in their way, anger evident in their dulled expressions.

"I can't fucking believe they threw us out," she muttered angrily, breaking the silence between them.

"Yeah well that place sucked anyway," Katsuki added, his own frown appeared on his lips.

(Y/n) scoffed in disbelief, stopping in her tracks as she turned to glare at the male, who had stopped too. "You know what?! This!" she gestured back at the direction in which they came from. "This is all your fault!"

Katsuki sent her an affronted glare. "My fault?!"

"If it weren't for your unreasonable temper, none of this would've happened!!" the girl painfully prodded his chest with her finger.

"What?!" he swatted her finger away and pointed at her. "If I clearly remember, it's your stupid ass which punched that guy first!!!"

The girl tightened her fists at the truth behind his words but her anger didn't let her back down that easily. "But you started it! If you hadn't been angry in the first place, I wouldn't have been angry then that guy wouldn't have been angry and I wouldn't have to punch his lights out!!"

"And since when did you fucking start playing the blame game?!"

"Oh I don't know!" she suddenly shoved him back. "Ever since your stupid head began all this shit in the first place!"

Katsuki quickly recovered from the shove but didn't repay the deed back. "You're overreacting!!"

(Y/n) placed her hands on her hips as a mirthless laugh escaped her lips, "Wow! So now, I'm overreacting?!" she pointed at herself. "I'm overreacting?! I got a freaking bloody nose and you have the motherfucking nerve to tell me that I'm overreacting?!"

"Yes! So just shut the fuck up and get over it!"

(Y/n) narrowed her eyes at him and rolled her tongue across her top teeth, her patience with him already worn out. She cast a glance to the side at their surroundings. It was almost night, the sun had already set and the not so busy streets were lit up. Passers-by were staring at them in shock, others standing to watch their fit. Others paid them no mind, assuming them to be just another fighting couple on the streets. Ignoring the stares like she did back at the restaurant, she returned to their silent 'glare-off'.

She scoffed a bitter laugh, head tilted to the side. "You know what?" she placed a hand on her forehead and slightly shook her head. "Fuck you, okay?" she threw the hand in the air and shrugged while taking steps back. "I don't even know why I thought it was a good idea to come because all you ever do is fucking argue with everyone and I just-I don't care anymore, okay? So whatever," Katsuki's brows furrowed in confusion. "You do you," she then turned on her heel and began walking away.

Katsuki's confusion was replaced back by anger and he stomped towards her to grab her by her arm and yank her back. "Where the fuck do you think you're going?!"

Irritated, she whipped around to scream in his face. "I'm going home!"

The ash-blonde's eyes widened a tad bit before they quickly narrowed in rage. In a battle between indescribable anger and hurt, he chose anger to dominate as his hand tightened around her arm, making her wince. He pulled her close to growl at her. "You're not going."

(Y/n) clicked her tongue at his command. "And why not?!"

"Because I'm looking for a place for you to eat!"

She scowled. "What makes you think that I'll go with you?"

Katsuki let go of her arm and shoved his hands into his trouser pockets. His expression was now controlled, devoid of anger but not lacking his usual frown. "Because you want to."

(Y/n) scoffed. Her eyes casually flickered down to where his hands were buried in his trousers and her eyebrows lowered. Does he ever wear pants that fit him? She released a sigh and looked around. Most people had stopped watching them, which was good. She looked back at Katsuki and pursed her lips. She was still highly irritated by him but to be honest, all the shouting and fighting had taken a lot of her and food sounded great at the moment. She sighed once more, besides, she didn't want to have any beef with him considering the fact that she'd see him every day of her school term so better just go along with it.

"Fine," she shrugged. "We can go or whatever," she then sent him a withering look. "But just promise me you'll keep your boy issues to yourself."

Katsuki withheld his scalding response. He had nearly lost her with his stupid temper and he wasn't going to attempt that move again. So, instead, he simply nodded and murmured out a 'whatever' under his breath.

***

"What are we doing here?" the girl asked as she stared up at the sign of the restaurant which was famous for its spicy foods.

"I told you I was going to take you to eat! Now shut up and quit complaining!" Katsuki snapped beside her, making her roll her eyes.

(Y/n) turned to him and crossed her arms over her chest. "Do they even serve (favorite food) here?"

Katsuki clicked his tongue at her bratty attitude and responded sarcastically. "Yes. They even serve frog legs, your fucking Highness."

(Y/n) mocked his face, earning a scalding glare from him. She then lifted her shoulder in a half-shrug. "I'm just making sure. They might not have quality food here."

Katsuki narrowed his red eyes at her in scrutiny. "Don't tell me you're afraid of a little spice."

Yes, I am. "Wha-what?" (Y/n) sputtered, a strained laugh escaping her lips. "No, I'm not afraid of spice. My Quirk basically deals with extreme temperatures, I was like, practically born to eat the spicy stuff."

No, I wasn't.

Katsuki eyed her as though his bullshit meter was ticking in the red zone. "You sure?"

Do I look like I am? "Duh," the girl scoffed, her face screaming with confidence while her mind scolded her for her stupidity. She didn't know why she said all that but somehow, she felt like she wanted to show the ash-blond that a little spice couldn't faze her.

"Okay. After you," Katsuki took a few steps back to give the girl way to pass. The female nodded stiffly as she walked towards the door and pulled it open. The delicious smell of spices and curry hit her nose the minute she walked in, making her stomach growl in hunger. The place was packed, with the restaurant waiters pacing up and down to finish their orders. Overall, it looked nice, with its classy decor and soft music.

"Hey."

"Hmm?" The girl turned to look at Katsuki who appeared beside her.

"Go sit and I'll order this time," he said as he passed her while heading towards the counter.

Not willing to start another row again due to that particular sentence, (Y/n) obediently did what he said. She found a booth next to the window and occupied it. She folded her arms over the tabletop and her curious eyes began to look around the place.

"Hi and welcome to (restaurant name), how may I be of service?" a male behind the counter inquired, a friendly smile on his face.

Katsuki didn't bother returning the smile and only stared blankly back at him. "Suicide chicken wings with rice and (favorite food)."

The male, unfazed by Katsuki's rudeness, quickly typed the order into the computer in front of him. He then glanced back at. "Both with spice or hold the spice?"

"With spice."

The male nodded as he added that information into the device.

"On second thought..." Katsuki spoke up, the cashier paused and looked back at him. Katsuki glanced over his shoulder at (Y/n), who was mindlessly playing with a salt shaker and turned to look back at the male. An evil smirk appeared on his lips.

"Make the second one extra spicy."

***

Both plates were set down on the duo's table, the girl's face immediately lighting up at the sight and the delicious smell of (favorite food). She clapped her hands together to give a brief thanks for the food before picking up her chopsticks. Separating them, she pinched a bit of the food and brought it up to her mouth. Her eyes then met with Katsuki's and she paused when she noticed that he was staring at her.

Lowering her chopsticks, she narrowed her eyes at him. "Don't look at me when I'm eating. I get anxious."

"Just shut up and eat already," Katsuki said, his anticipating eyes still glued on the girl.

(Y/n) rolled her eyes and shoved the rice into her mouth. As she chewed on, a ghost of a smirk appeared on Katsuki's lips as he watched her chewing slow down as horrific realization crossed her reddening face.

"How is it?" he asked as soon as she swallowed, his voice feigning innocent curiosity.

"It's...um...good," she clutched her chest and cleared her throat with a wince. "Really *cough* good."

Katsuki tilted his head. "Then why are you crying?"

(Y/n) released an exhale through her mouth. "Because it's so *sniffle* filled with goodness that *cough* I can't stand it."

"That's good to know."

(Y/n) fanned her flushed face with her hands. The intensity of the spice made her feel like her tongue and throat were on fire and smoke was about to erupt from her ears. Tears prickled her eyes and unwillingly flowed down her cheeks. She had just had one little bite of it and she felt like she had just downed a whole chili farm.

"Do you want water?" Katsuki offered, pushing the glass of water towards the girl.

"Nah, I'm *sniffle* good. I can still go on," she wiped away her tears and sent him a strained smile. The burning sensation had begun to subside, thank fuck. "You paid, didn't you? It'd be a waste if I didn't finish this *cough* shit."

Katsuki sighed as at her stubbornness and grabbed her plate, switching hers with his.

(Y/n) frowned. "What are you doing? No need for that," she protested as she went to push his plate back.

"Just take the fucking plate, (Y/n)! Besides, with the way you're going, you'll probably die before you finish the damn thing."

"Fine," she sulked as she lifted a mouthful of food from the plate to her mouth with her chopsticks. Slowly chewing, she hummed in satisfaction. She then covered her mouth to speak. "Hmmm. Not bad. Spicy but okay, I guess." After swallowing, she paused for a moment and sent Katsuki a skeptical look. "Wait...Did you order mine with extra spice?"

The ash-blonde looked up from his food and gave her a 'are you stupid?' look. "No, you dumbass. Each food has its own amount. You just happened to order one that has a lot."

(Y/n) made a face as she stared at the once-was-hers-food. "I did?"

"Yes."

"Huh," the girl shrugged, leaving the matter as she went on eating her food.

***

(Y/n) sighed in satisfaction as she walked out of the restaurant with Katsuki in tow. "That was actually not bad," she smiled at the boy. "Thanks!"

"Don't mention it," Katsuki muttered, shoving his hands in his pockets as he fell in step with the girl.

They walked in silence, (Y/n) looking around the lit up streets of (town), her eyes briefly glancing at the cloudless night sky. Katsuki, though, was another case. His mind tried to think up something to talk about but nothing came up. His throat suddenly felt dry and his mind was blank and full at the same time while his palms grew sweaty. He wanted to say something to her but also didn't want to look like a fool in front of her in case he said something stupid.

He paid the girl a side look and immediately darted his eyes away from her the minute he felt a blush erupt on his cheeks. The silence was choking him and he started dreading the fact that she was getting bored of his presence.

The male let out an annoyed sigh, both at his pathetic blushing and tongue-tied state. He glared at the ground and grit his teeth. Talk to her you fucking fool! You look like fucking Deku right now! Blushing like some kind of shitty middle schooler! Say something!!!

Katsuki sighed and ran his hand through his hair before taking a deep breath and turning to (Y/n).

"Oi, dumbass-"

'Bow chicka bow wow! That's what my baby says! Mow mow mow and my heart starts pumping! Chika chika chu wop! Never gonna stop! Gitchi gitchi goo means that I Love You'

(Y/n), let out a loud string of curses as she hastily fumbled with her jacket pocket to fish out her phone. When she got it out, she quickly accepted and turned to send the horrified boy beside her a sheepish look. She then remembered that she had accepted the call amidst her embarrassment and looked at the caller ID. Her whole face brightened and she placed the phone against her ear. She suddenly realized that she hadn't talked to him the whole day and that she had actually missed him.

"Hello to the most handsome boy I've ever seen," she said in a sing-song voice as she skipped in her step from the happiness.

Katsuki scowled, his mood taking a drastic turn from moderately good to terrible. He didn't need half a brain to know who had called her.

"Missed me?" Shouto asked and (Y/n) could practically hear the smile in his voice.

"Of course I did. Every minute," she giggled.

Katsuki rolled his eyes in disgust as her sickening sweet tone. (Y/n), who saw this, didn't think much of it and lightly punched his arm.

"So what have you been up to all day?"

(Y/n) paid the moody boy a side-long glance. "Just hanging out with Katsuki."

A small smirk appeared on Katsuki's lips at her words, the mental image of a jealous Shouto lifting his mood slightly.

"What? Why?" Shouto immediately questioned, the tension in his voice evident.

"Just trying out our Quirks against each other's, you know, like at the festival. Katsuki wanted to check it out and stuff," the girl explained, amused at his reaction. She was very aware of the rocky relationship between the two boys and his reaction was to be expected.

"Huh..." Shouto drifted off, a bit unconvinced and still unnerved at the mention of Katsuki alone with (Y/n). "Where are you now?"

"Hmm? Walking with him."

The other line went silent for a while making the girl furrow her eyebrows in puzzlement.

"Shouto? Still there?"

"...Yeah. I am. Are you heading home?"

"Yeah. I am. Why? You wanna come over?"

Katsuki's stomach dropped at her request, a twinge of pain pinching in his heart. That half and half and all his fucking privileges.

"No. It's fine."

The girl nodded in understanding. "Okay," the two came to a stop at a traffic light as she saw that it had turned green. "Hey, we're about to cross the road so call you when I get home?"

"Okay."

"Bye," (Y/n) said before pulling the phone away from her ear and hanging up. She returned the phone back into her pocket and exchanged looks with Katsuki. He sent a questioning look and she returned with a shrug.

What an odd call.

***

"So this is me," (Y/n) announced when they stopped in front of her house.

Katsuki remained silent, disappointed that one of the best days of his life had come to an end. Though he had an argument with her earlier on, it still ended well for both of them.

"You know," she smiled. "I actually had a lot of fun. Putting aside the fact that I," she held out her fingers to count out. "Nearly got my nose broken, got kicked out of my favorite restaurant and almost burnt off my tongue," she nodded. "It was surprisingly fun."

Katsuki smirked at the memory of her eating the spicy food, mentally bursting into laughter at the memory of (Y/n)'s red, crying face.

"We should hang out more."

Katsuki's eyes widened at the suggestion, his heart fluttering at the girl's smiling face. He turned his heating up face away from her and glared at the distance. "Yeah-fuck whatever. S'cool."

"Awesome!" she chuckled and extended her hand out for him to shake. "So let's put all that restaurant fiasco behind us and let's be friends for real. Is that okay with you?"

Katsuki turned back to her and stared at the hand before taking it, the blush on his cheeks intensifying when her warm hand met his. "Fine."

"Aww," (Y/n) giggled and pulled away from the hold, much to Katsuki's dismay. "Look at you be all shy and shit."

Katsuki's eyes widened for a second, face flushing even more before it morphed with anger and he bared his teeth at the girl. "I'm not fucking blushing!! Get your eyes checked!!"

"Sure, sure," the girl laughed. "Besides one good friend is equal to one good medicine. And I'm glad to have you as one...even though you're an asshole sometimes."

"You wanna repeat that, you fucking piece of shit?!!"

(Y/n) rolled her eyes in amusement and she turned to walk to her front door.

"Goodnight Katsuki," she tossed over her shoulder with a wave.

"Goodnight you idiot," he replied after her, eyes briefly glancing down at her backside before going back up to the back of her head.

The male kept his eyes on her until she closed the door behind her before a victorious smirk appeared on his face.

As he turned, he saw a man staring at him while watering his flowers. His smirk instantly turned into a scowl.

Who the fuck waters their flowers at night? "What the fuck are you looking at?! Wanna fucking die?!" the ash-blond barked at the man, who frantically shook his head and looked away from him.

Katsuki shoved his hands in his pockets and turned to walk home, a satisfied smirk on his lips.

Not yet even remotely close but not too far...

***