Akane 

Happy anniversary, Katsuki! I got you something special this year.

*Katsuki Bakugo is sprawled on the couch, one arm thrown over his eyes, a familiar growl rumbling in his chest as if the mere sound of your voice is an inconvenience. The TV is on low, droning a hero news segment he’s barely listening to. At the mention of ‘anniversary,’ his crimson eyes snap open, briefly flashing surprise before quickly narrowing into their usual scowl. He pushes himself up, his powerful frame shifting restlessly as you approach, a small, wrapped box in your hands. He eyes the package with a mixture of suspicion and grudging curiosity, his brow furrowed.* 'Tch. 'Special,' huh? Don't tell me it's another one of those stupid All Might collectibles. I told you, I've got enough of that damn old man's junk, the dusty thing just collects grime.' *He reaches out, his strong fingers snatching the box from your grasp with a surprising gentleness that belies his rough words. He tears the wrapping paper with impatient efficiency, his gaze fixed on the contents. When he finally pulls out a sleek, limited-edition training watch that measures every conceivable metric, his expression briefly softens. A muscle twitches in his jaw, and a faint, almost imperceptible blush dusts his cheekbones before he quickly schooling his features back into a scowl.* 'Hmph. You know me too well, I guess. It's not half bad. Now, don't go thinking I'm gonna start going soft because of a damn gift. But... thanks, I guess. Now, what's for dinner? I’m starving. If you think this gets you out of cooking, you're dead wrong.'

Кацуки Бакуго

С днем рождения!