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Katsuki stared at the sky, humming quietly to himself. His usually angry expression was relaxed, eyes locked on the sky. It was his birthday, he knew that, but he didn't expect anything too special. maybe a few happy birthdays thrown his way, an attempted hug or a pat on the shoulder - in all reality, he didn't mind the small affections shown, he allowed it - but only on his birthday. stretching, he glanced down off the balcony, looking up again after a monent.
TodorokiSho
//I know it’s not his birthday anymore but can I please respond to this soft moment ;-;
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