♡ I Fell In Love With IcyHot ♡

♡anxiety rises around my ring♡

I'm just glad it's winter, so I could cover all the hickeys he gave me last night.

Idiot

I glare at him, fixing a dark teal scarf over my sedona orange turtle neck and a black jacket.

He gives me a cute grin, making me look away with a light blush but my brows are still knitted together.

"You look good, babe." he tells me, holding me from behind.

I roll my eyes, "Whatever, IcyHot."

He silently plays with my hair, watching as I fix myself in the mirror.

Moving the scarf to a side before pulling it to where it was before, anxious.

"Why are you so nervous? I know she'll love you."

I look at him through the reflection, my lips turning into a pout.

We're going to visit Shoto's mother at the clinic, then afterwards he'll meet my parents formally.

He's going to ask for my hand in marriage . . .

When all I've done is talk about him or pretend like I wasn't flustered whenever he would drop me off at the front of the house after our classes.

I don't know how either of them are going to take the news, especially my old man.

I sigh, "I'm worried about you meeting my folks, Shoto."

"Katsuki, they already met me, before remember?"

"Yeah but-"

"Then? I think that if I make a good enough impression and if they see you happy, they'll accept me, Katsu."

"I guess you're right." I mutter, turning around to hug him tight.

His hands rub my back, comforting me as he reassures between kisses that it'll all be okay . . . that no matter what, we'll be together.

♡♡♡

We arrive at the clinic, hand in hand, walking towards the entrance when we run into the last person we wanted to see.

Endeavor

Shoto glares at the piece of shit, squeezing my hand a bit in the process.

Stopping in our tracks, the man pauses as well.

Only a few feet away, I can see how he glanced at our hands before looking into my eyes with the slightest confusion.

He holds a small bouquet of blue rindous, a pretty flower.

"Shoto . . . why is Bakugo here with you?" he asks, his disgusting voice growing the annoyance that I could sense in my boyfriend and myself.

"That's none of your business, you just came here to give mother her flowers right?" Shoto says, his voice colder than ice.

"Yes. But if you want to give them to her instead, I think she'd like that more. I could never do it in person." offers Endeavor, handing them to Shoto, who hesitated grabbing them but quickly snatched the bouquet before walking away from his father.