"Babe! You want to go out for lunch today?"

Humming softly, I look up from the mounds of paperwork surrounding the dining room table and the chairs. My brain close to exploding in a matter of seconds as I place my pen down and look toward my blonde boyfriend. A faint smile playing on my lips as my eyes meet his as he leans against the archway that splits the kitchen and the dining room. Sweat pools on his clavicle as he crosses his arms over his chest with a small grin. His face glistening with sweat as he runs his fingers through his hair while I push to my feet and walk toward him.

As much as I want to wrap my arms around him and kiss him, I don't really want to get my arms and clothes all covered in his sweet smelling sweat. Katsuki's spent the whole morning in his at - home gym. A routine he often does when it's the morning of his day off during the week to show off to me. He often lifts the heaviest weights he can to try and show me how strong he is. He's even tried to show off with pull ups. So he's basically basting in sweat more than he usually is (which is basically a disaster if he goes near anything hot).

Today is Katsuki's day off.

The one and only day of the week where he isn't strangling Deku or chasing after Denki. Another day where he isn't close to exploding. One day a week, something that we have agreed on, Katsuki takes a day off to wind down and try to relax instead of worrying about work. It's also one of the days that we can be an actual couple, he can treat himself or myself all he wants. He can workout in his home gym. He can cook all he wants too (he does love to cook for me every now and then). I do love his food too.

While he's been working out, I've had to try and catch up with my notes. With my head being all over the place, my attacker suddenly surfacing and working for my boyfriend and the whole relapsing thing that I'm still going through, I haven't been able to attend my lectures like normal. I still get my notes, my professor understands that I need space and always sends me the material and the files that I need to get my notes off. I've already finished three dissertations and two essays in the last three weeks (I like to work in one big hit) so I'm all up to scratch on my deadlines. Flash cards have been coming out of my ears.

My degree is slowly coming to its end, my fourth and final year of my degree is ending and I'm so close to graduating that I can taste it. I can't wait to be graduated!

Katsuki, thankfully, has been really understanding about the whole situation. He's been careful when I go to sleep, making sure that I'm comfortable. He's been trying to drag me away from my work whenever he feels like I'm doing too much. It's often after an hour and a half of work that I'm pulled away for a cuddle or to cook with him. Just making sure that I don't burn myself out when I'm already mentally vulnerable. With everything going on, I hope that soon I'll be able to actually tell him what's going on...

Just need a little more time before I tell him the whole story...

Clearing my throat, I press a kiss to his cheek as he wraps his arms around my waist. A whine leaving my lips as I realise that he's getting sweat on my sweatpants and hoodie (the go to outfit for when I'm studying so I feel comfy and relaxed). The male smirking as I lick my lips and taste the sugary sweetness that is his nitroglycerin sweat.

"So? Lunch?" Katsuki asks, peppering my neck with kisses while I squeak with laughter and wrap my arms around him. Not caring about the sweat now that he's already got it on my sweats, "Me and you, that really nice Italian restaurant, we share spaghetti and meatballs?"

"You wanna do the Lady and Tramp moment?" I tease, smiling as I tangle my fingers in his hair and rock with him while he chuckles and sticks his tongue out, "But that sounds really nice, I'll consider it if you take a shower. I feel like you're gonna explode,"

"I'll go shower, can you go change the power bank in the hearing aid for me?" Katsuki asks, pulling his hands away from me and gently pulling his hearing aid from his left ear, "I charged the other one and can you put this on charge?"

"Of course I can," I hum, kissing his cheek as he smiles and sets the hearing aid in my hand, "Now go shower, you're all clammy,"

Chuckling, Katsuki taps my ass playfully before heading upstairs to go shower. Biting back a laugh, I head into the kitchen and grab the little power bank that powers my boyfriends hearing aids before removing the one that's already in there. Katsuki's hearing aids are different to the ones you get from the doctors or from online. They have to be durable due to the long days and the busy work he goes through. So instead of using batteries, Mei Hatsume managed to design hearing aids that have a small chargeable power source that can power the hearing aids for up to 48 hours. He has three in total, so if there is one he forgot to charge then he has two others to choose from.

After clicking the source inside and putting the other one on charge, I head upstairs into my bedroom to get changed. Once I shed off the sweatpants and the hoodie, I grab a pair of jeans and a blouse and slide them onto my body. As I wait for Katsuki to get out of the shower, I grab my hairbrush and brush my hair with a small hum to try and tidy myself up and bit. Make myself feel a bit more myself. Want to feel nice with myself. It's been a while since I've actually felt myself again...

Seconds later, a towel clad Katsuki walks into our bedroom with a smile on his lips. His eyes take over my casual clad figure before smirking and winking my way as he prances toward his boxer drawer. Giving him the privacy he deserves, I cover my face to let him quickly put his boxers on before looking toward him as he removes my hands from my eyes. He's clad in black pants that suit his legs so much and a crisp white shirt that's unbuttoned at the top to show off a bit of his cleavage (don't tell him I called it cleavage, he gets really funny about calling his pecs 'tits').

"Before we stop at the restaurant, I need to make a quick stop at the agency," Katsuki hums as he takes his hearing aid and clicks it into place while I freeze up and stare at him with wide eyes, "I left my wallet in my office, it won't take us five minutes,"

"Well... uh... can't you go and then pick me up here?" I ask carefully, watching as he looks toward me with a small frown, "I need to... uh... send my notes to the professor!"

"Babe, you already done that," He points out making me scream at myself mentally and begin to bite at my nails, "Plus it'll be a hassle going there and then back here, so it's easier if we both go,"

"B —"

"Babe, I won't take five minutes, I promise I won't take long," Katsuki hums, kissing my temple before heading toward the front door with me slowly trailing after him, "Let's go,"

Cursing under my breath, I follow him out of the house and head toward the car with a small sigh. As I slide into the passenger seat, I watch Katsuki lock the door and slide into the drivers seat. My heart hammers in my chest as he buckles in and turns on the ignition, the car locking us in. The car pulls out of the driveway making my stomach coil while I fiddle with my nails and take a deep breath. Why couldn't Katsuki just go on his own to get his wallet? I don't understand why I have to come with him... Katsuki's a big boy, surely he can go on his own...

I haven't gone to his agency since I found out that asshole works for him. Now I'm being forced to go back when I didn't want to go. I'm going to have to see him. I'm going to have to endure hearing his godawful voice...

This is a nightmare.

What if the ass tries to talk to me? What if he tries to manipulate me? What if he hurts me again? What if I get into another panic attack and ruin everything that's been going good in my life? What if... god, I need to stop overthinking this or I'll make myself worse.

The feeling of the car stopping forces me to freeze up. Eyes bulging out of their sockets as I realise Katsuki's just pulled up in front of the agency. Hands shake as he pulls the key from the ignition and leaves the car before opening my car door. As I leave the car, I bury my hands into my pockets and dig my nails into my waist as I follow Katsuki through the agency. Eyes peeled wide open, refusing to blink. Head doesn't stop moving, keeping my eyes able to scan the rooms we walk through to get to Katsuki's office.

As we get to his office, Katsuki punches in a code before opening the door and heading toward his desk. I stay by the doorway. Unable to move. Unable to think. Unable to even breathe. Brain unable to allow even simple functions to operate as I watch the hallway outside my boyfriend's office. Heart in my throat as I wait and anticipate the arrival of the devil in disguise. The hazel eyes that torment my mind.

God why couldn't I have just stayed in the car?

Luck dissipated within seconds as he appears. I can't breathe. Hazel eyes. A sinister smile that seems sweet and kind behind ulterior motives as he holds the mountain of paperwork. I can't breathe. Chest aches as he walks toward the hallway, heading straight toward Katsuki's hallways. I can't breathe. Immediately, I slam the door shut and lock it, ignoring the confused look Katsuki gives me as I walk toward the couch and sit down. I can't breathe. I can't breathe. I can't —

"Baby, why did you lock the door on him?" Katsuki asks confused as he unlocks the door and opens it up. My heart in my throat as he walks in and smiles toward Katsuki, "Put the paperwork on my desk, I'll handle it tomorrow,"

I can't breathe.

"Of course, sir," He hums, setting the paperwork down on the desk and smiling toward me. Stomach twists. Heart snaps. Throat closes and bite rises. It's like a switch has been flicked, "It's nice to see you again, Miss (Y/n),"

Don't say my name...

"You know her?" Katsuki asks, smiling toward me like he doesn't know what's going on. He doesn't know what's going on. Stupid me hasn't told him yet. I haven't said what happened. He doesn't know why I'm being like this, "You never told me,"

I thought we were going to lunch...

"Ah, we go way way back," Hazel eyes replies, smirking toward me. The scar on my stomach pulses as vomit threatens to leave my throat. I cover my mouth, refusing to sit down. I push to my feet and take a couple of steps away from him. Ready to bolt, "Needed to make sure it was her at first,"

Please go away... please go away...

"Cool, well, I'm sure you guys can catch up soon," Katsuki tells us, oblivious to the stare he gives me as Hazel eyes smirks and nods toward me while the breath is caught in my throat, "However we have a date, I'm taking her out to lunch,"

I need to get out of here!...

Immediately, as if kicked into overdrive, I push myself out of the room. Feet moving on their own as I ignore Katsuki yelling out for me. I couldn't cope. I can't be in the same room! I needed to get out! I don't care if Katsuki thinks I'm being rude or strange... I needed to do what was best for me! God I'm gonna throw up... I can't believe this. Heart ready to be thrown up out of my mouth.

As soon as I reach the car, I shut myself inside and lock it from the inside. Heart hammers against my chest. Hands shake. Eyes squeeze shut. Stomach in knots. Bile rises through as I bury my head in my hands and take a deep breath. God. What the hell was I thinking? I should have just stayed at home. I shouldn't have left my home. Katsuki should have went on his own and not came with me...

Speaking of the devil, the sound of the car door opening and closing cuts me from my trance. I look toward him. Guilt settles in my stomach for a matter of seconds before anxiety pushes it away. Katsuki's ruby irises were wracked with emotions. Anger. Frustration. Stress. Sadness. Confusion. Guilt. Tears pool in the corner of my eyes. I'm so stupid. I'm so so so stupid.

"What was that?"...

"Nothing, Kat... let's just go for lunch,"...

"You're going to explain this shit,"...