If it Were Easy [Katsuki x Reader]

Ch 4 - Warm

"Why the fuck are there a shit ton of cucumbers in the cart?"

"Why not?" You shot back, making him roll him red eyes at you.

By now, your body had begun its transformation, meaning your stomach was rounding. You didn't really mind at first... then you noticed people stared. It was annoying as fuck so you just wore shirts that were baggy to make it less obvious.

You lazily pushed the cart forward as Katsuki lead the way to the meat area of the store, not noticing you slipping a jar of nutella (or something similar) into the cart as well.

You watched as he talked the the worker, getting a bit steamed up when the poor kid pointed at the wrong meat.

Watching in mild amusement, you leaned one arm on the handle bar of your cart and enjoyed the show. That is until you felt a hand against your stomach.

Out of reflex you violently slapped the hand away, hearing someone yelp in surprise. You looked over and saw an older woman with reddish hair.

"Well! You shouldn't hit people!" She chided you.

You scoffed, glaring at her, "And you shouldn't touch strangers in such a private area!"

She looked as if you had just told her ancestors to rot in hell and you scoffed again.

"Katsuki!" You snapped, now more than a little pissed.

Your sharp call made the ashen blonde turn to you quickly with a questioning look on his face while holding a paper wrapped meat thing.

Without saying anything else you began walking off, ignoring the glaring woman behind you and heading for the mostly fridge area of the store.

Your partner just shrugged to himself and followed, not giving two shits about the woman you left behind.

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"Fucking IKEA! How the fuck am I supposed to read this shit!" You heard your spouse yell from another room.

You smiled to yourself and continued stirring the pot of soup, wondering if you should add more spice.

A loud bang and retort of pain drew your attention back to the male. You placed your utensil down, turned off the heat, and made your way to where the noise had come.

You looked into the doorway and saw a hole in the wall, scattered wooden pieces and screws, one solid put together part of the furniture laying on the floor and the culprit, you guessed it, Katsuki, rubbing his head furiously while glaring daggers at the one solid furniture piece.

"Are you ok?" You called gently from your half hidden spot at the door frame.

He instantly looked up at you, deep scowl softening slightly. He turned back to the scattered mess.

"No, stupid shit doesn't make sense."

You slowly entered and dropped to your knees behind him, wrapping your arms around his neck smoothly.

"I'm sure it does, and I know you'll figure it out."

You got no response as he began to toy around with the random pieces once more. Slowly, you began to get more tired as the dull noise of him working with the wooden planks and screws coaxed you towards rest.

Not being one to complain about sleep, you allowed yourself to fall into a warm doze against Katsuki's back.