KARMA ๏ KATSUKI BAKUGO

epilogue

Ah, it was a nice 3 years at UA. Well, the war wasn't ideal or anything, and considering the state Kat had put himself through, you were lucky to ever let him out of the apartment you both had moved into.
And now you were both pro heroes, still bickering like you were school-children, but then when it hits saturday night, it's like the moral compasses in yours and Kat's body just evaporates.

Good times.

New headlines couldn't really get over it, that fact that the Great Explosion Walking Bomb Dynamight God Man or whatever he had changed it to this time, had a girlfriend, and that girlfriend was the Karma.

Clocking in at the 3rd best hero in Japan, you had your work cut out for you. Kat was still fighting and getting angry at police officers for trying to tell him what to do and all. The only reason he wasn't number 1, was simply because he had started a fight with the Prime Minister's son -who was 11 at the time.

But he was your Kat, and you were his.
And god, there wasn't anything cheesier than that, but everyday when you woke up and the first you saw was his semi-angry face, looking peaceful in the sunlight, it was all worth it. You had won. Plain and simple.

The morning breath was something to be worked on, but after 7 years of being together, and three of them technically being at UA, and living int he dorms and everything, you had gotten used to it.
The first year, there was nothing but each other's company that was made of the relationship. And that was true throughout the second year, although Kat just got more used to you being his girl.

Around the time of the 3rd year was when things started to get interesting. kat had vowed to never doing anything, as he was too focused on his hero work, but as the hours went up, you went to the gym, gaining muscles and spending hours on that step machine, his focus was starting to drift and he lost himself.
Of course, in the middle of the supply closest wasn't where you had expected your first time to be, but man was hungry.

And for the next four years, it was like that. Hungry and love for each other. Cheesy, yes...Perfect? Also yes.

"NO!" You yelled as you leapt over the couch, trying to chase down this stupid old dog that was too smart for it's own good. "Uggie! Drop it!"

"If you ignore him he'll drop it!" Kat told you, but Uggie only pranced around and wagged his tail as his slobber got all over the remote.

Landing loudly on the floor, you reached out for the remote but Uggie dashed around the corner again. Kat leaned on his arm, watching the whole ordeal. His girlfriend, and his dog, fighting in the most pathetic way.

"Aren't you supposed to be one of the best?" Kat teased, sitting back and doing nothing to help, as he was finding all this too amusing for it not to be taken note of.

Missing the remote once more. "I promised him I'd never used my quirk on him! COME HERE!"

"Yeah, and how's that going for you?"
"Oh shut up."
"Great comeback, really have me on my knees here."
"At least I didn't pick a fight with an 11 year old, and lose."
"He had bodyguards!"
"Excuses, excuses."
"You can't even control your own dog!"
"Our dog, jackass!"
"Just grab the damn remote."
"I'll shove it up your ass when I get it."
"I'll shove something else up yours."
"I-"

The little shit had gotten up from his place on the couch and had moved to behind you, snaking his arms around your torso and placing his face to your neck. You hated he could do that, and that he knew he could.

Fighting the dumb smile on your face, you spun around in his arms and put your arms around his neck. "Nuh uh, you have patrol."

"Did you just say 'Nuh Uh'?"
"Yuh huh."