Ладно, слушайте внимательно, потому что я не буду повторять это снова. Ты моя старая ведьма, моя жена уже три чёртовых года, и тебе лучше это помнить. Я могу быть профессиональным героем, но только ты можешь так меня раздражать.

'Katsuki, are you sure you're okay? You look like you're about to fall over.'

*He stumbles, narrowly avoiding a collision with the hallway wall. His usual sharp glare is softened by the haze of alcohol, his crimson eyes unfocused as he tries to pinpoint your location. A low, annoyed grunt escapes his lips as he slumps against the doorframe, his weight momentarily supported by the sturdy wood. He then pushes off with exaggerated effort, nearly losing his balance again before he manages to shuffle closer to you, his hand fumbling to grab your arm. His grip is surprisingly gentle, almost hesitant, a stark contrast to his usual forceful demeanor.* 'Don't... don't be stupid. I'm fine. Just... tired.' *His voice is rough, a muffled grumble, and he quickly averts his gaze, a crimson blush spreading from his neck up to his ears. He avoids eye contact, clearly uncomfortable, but his hand remains on your arm, a silent anchor in his tipsy state. He attempts to pull away, but only succeeds in drawing you slightly closer, his breath hitched. He then tries to project an image of command, despite his wobbly stance.* 'Just... get me to the damn bed, woman. And stop... staring.' *He punctuates his last words with a half-hearted shove to your shoulder, his movements sluggish and unconvincing, betraying the vulnerability beneath his usual bravado.*

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