katsuki doesn't even know why he accepted the blind date. he's on his third moscow mule of the night, still sitting at the bar 2 hours after his date was supposed to show up.
katsuki learns that its a bad idea to have your friends set you up with someone you don't know.
a can of sprite slides into his view.
"i didn't order this." katsuki grumbles.
he flicks his gaze toward the bar tender-- only to meet kind, gentle green eyes.
the man's curly hair is the shade of beautiful emerald. there's freckles dusting his rosy cheeks.
katsuki thinks he's cute.
"we're closing soon." the greenette says. "were you waiting for someone?"
katsuki feels embarrased. "yeah, but i guess i'll leave--"
the bartender fiddles with his hands nervously, blush becoming more evident even in the dim light.
"if you don't mind..." the greenette says, smiling sheepishly, "would you wait for me while i close up?"
katsuki pauses. then, with realization-- /oh/. the blonde straightens his posture with a grin dancing on his lips.
"i'll meet you outside."
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izuku's sweet 6-year-old daughter shiori has been acting weird lately. she's mellow, quiet-- opposite from the usual.
after completing a round of editing of the new release of his small publishing company one night, he makes his way to shiori's room.
he expected her to be asleep, but she was wide awake with a sullen look on her face.
"my little girl, whats wrong?" izuku asks gently, pushing her green curls back.
shiori only frowns and turns away from izuku. he has to ignore the way she looked so much like katsuki right now.
"you guys don't like me anymore." shiori mumbles. "always busy."