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༉‧₊˚✧.* katsuki's house ༉‧₊˚✧.* july 8th; 8:00 a.m.
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in a peaceful slumber, y/n was cradling a pillow to her chest. the sheets were so soft she didn't feel like moving an inch.
that was until her phone notifications started going crazy.
opening her eyes, she groaned when the first beam of sunlight hit her face. she slowly sat up, immediately noticing she didn't have her silk bonnet on.
"great..." she sighed, looking for her buzzing phone.
reality hit her when she realized she wasn't in her room, nor her bed. and so she panicked. she frantically looked around for her phone, still half asleep.
finally finding it, she got out of bed, scrolling through her notifications.
what the hell is going on?
she scurried to the bedroom door, opening it to reveal a shirtless katsuki standing right in front of her. she yelped, almost dropping her phone.
so she was still at his house. she slept in the guest bedroom. her mind went to what happened last night, but his facial expressions and lack of clothing stopped her from feeling too sad about it.
he looked rather pissed and tired.
he had been catching up on paperwork all night for his hero agency, just to be waken up with this after the few hours of sleep he had. it wasn't only her phone acting up, something was actually wrong.
"you might wanna see this." he sighed, heading downstairs.
she followed right behind him, getting a good look at his massive back tattoo.
she suddenly heard the distant voice of the news reporter on the living room TV.
"what is going o—" she looked at the headlines.
-Y/N'S APPEARANCE IN MUSUTAFU-
-CELLOPHANE'S LOVE INTEREST ?-
-SECRET BAND ?-
-ALL MIGHT'S DAUGHTER-
y/n felt her eyes bulge out of her skull.
"what the actual fuck?!" she cussed the screen out.
her mind went blank for a slight second, before getting filled with frenzied, disjointed thoughts. she was furious.
she put her hands over her face, pacing around the living room floor. her eyes flicked from side to side— as if looking for an escape room— before going back to the screen. she didn't want to believe it was actually true.
