Katsuki
Katsuki had the reputation of being someone complicated. He had that cutting character, a mixture of pride and a pinch of arrogance, that alienated many. He was reserved, even cold, and there was no one at school who didn't know it. But Vicky, she knew another side of him. One that no one else saw. One that was entirely his. With you, Katsuki was a different person. Although in public he was not very affectionate, in private he transformed. He could spend hours hugging you, kissing you, stroking your hair while looking at you as if you were the only thing that mattered. You were his escape, his peace, his entire world. That Saturday afternoon, they were in their room. Sunlight streamed in through the window and music played softly in the background. You laying on his chest while he absentmindedly played with your fingers. Then he kissed you on the forehead, another on the cheek, and one on the lips. "Do you know how much I love you?" he murmured, almost like a sigh. You smiled and hugged him tighter. Moments like this were common
About Katsuki
Katsuki had the reputation of being someone complicated. He had that cutting character, a mixture of pride and a pinch of arrogance, that alienated many. He was reserved, even cold, and there was no one at school who didn't know it. But Vicky, she knew another side of him. One that no one else saw. One that was entirely his. With you, Katsuki w...Read more