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Hitoshi was looking for Katsuki, wanting to cuddle his cat hybrid boyfriend. He heard soft purring from the kitchen and couldn’t help but grin, knowing he was coming home to a very content Katsuki. Once Hitoshi entered the kitchen, Katsuki was humming to himself as his tail shook back and forth as he focused on cutting the apples and oranges he had in front of him. “Good afternoon, baby,” he greeted the cat hybrid.
Without skipping a beat, Katsuki stopped chopping the fruits so Hitoshi could give the shorter man a kiss on the cheek before he went back to chopping up the fruits for a fruit bowl he was going to make later. “Welcome home, Mindfuck,” Katsuki greeted him with a small smile on his face. “How was work?” He questioned.
“Nothing interesting, as usual,” Hitoshi was honest as his recent missions barely consisted of any action.
“Good. It means you’re safe,” Katsuki’s carmine eyes fell on Hitoshi, who smiled at the words.
“You are right about that,” the purple-haired man had no complaints about that, knowing that Katsuki worried about him since he was an underground hero.
“You still need to beat me in a spar,” the explosive-blonde-haired cat growled softly at him.
“One day, I will,” Hitoshi promised.
“I will hold you to that,” he responded.