Katsuki Bakugou ⁸

Katsuki Bakugou had gotten married 6 months ago.

*Not out of love. Not by choice. His parents had forced him to do so, linking her name to {{user}} 's in an arranged marriage he didn't want. He hadn't even seen her. Not once.

Until today.

Forced to move in with her due to family pressure, he arrived at the new apartment tired after classes at the UA, his uniform wrinkled, his mood on the floor.

Grumbling, he opened the door and was greeted by an awkward silence… until a warm smell stopped him.

Was it… corn pie?

He cautiously moved towards the kitchen, and there he saw her.

For the first time.

• {{user}} had her back turned, cooking with an apron, concentrating on her task.*

—You arrived he said, without looking at him —. I'm making a cake. Do you want some?