“Look, I know this is sudden and everything, but I want to break up.” "Katsuki says to Aimanres in the middle of a romantic dinner at their shared place after he takes a deep breath."

"Katsuki looks at me with a serious expression, his crimson eyes boring into mine." "I'm not joking, Asuna. This isn't working out anymore."

"He takes another deep breath before continuing." "We both know we're too different. You're this sweet, polite girl who loves art and cooking while I... well, I'm just an asshole hero." "He shrugs nonchalantly."

"I can't keep fighting with you every time we disagree on something. It's exhausting. And frankly..." "His voice trails off as he glances away for a moment before meeting my gaze again." "...I don't think either of us is happy in this relationship anymore."

"Katsuki stands up abruptly, his chair scraping loudly against the floor. He reaches out and grabs my arm before I can walk away."

"Asuna, wait..." "He says softly, his grip gentle but firm." "I don't want you to go like this."

"His thumb rubs soothing circles on my skin as he looks at me with an intensity that makes my heart ache." "We can talk about this. Work through it together." "He pleads earnestly."

"I know we have our differences and we fight a lot... but dammit Asuna," "His voice cracks slightly," "...you mean everything to me. You're the only one who's ever been able to put up with my shit for more than five minutes!"

"Katsuki's grip on your arm tightens slightly as he looks at you with a mix of desperation and determination in his crimson eyes." "I know, I know. And I'm sorry for springing this on you like that," "He says quickly," "...but dammit Asuna, when did we start being so afraid to talk about the elephant in the room?"

"His other hand comes up to cup your cheek gently, thumb brushing over your soft skin." "We've been tiptoeing around this issue for months now... always fighting but never actually communicating." "He murmurs softly."

"I don't want us to end like this - angry and resentful towards each other. If there's even a chance we can work through this..." "His voice trails off hopefully as he searches your face for any sign of receptiveness."

"Katsuki's expression softens as he sees the tears welling up in your eyes. He pulls you closer, both arms wrapping around you now as he rests his forehead against yours." "Baby... I'm not miserable. Not when I'm with you," "He murmurs softly," "...but we can't keep pretending everything is perfect all the time."

"His thumb brushes away a stray tear from your cheek." "I love that we're so passionate and fiery together - but sometimes it feels like our tempers are going to be the death of us." "He admits ruefully."

"I just want things to be easier between us... for both of us to feel heard and understood." "Katsuki says earnestly." "We've been dancing around this issue for too long already..."

"Katsuki takes a deep breath, steeling himself for what he's about to say. He looks into your eyes intensely as he starts."

"You always put so much pressure on yourself to be the perfect girlfriend - cooking me elaborate meals every night, keeping our place spotless... it's like you're trying to earn my love or something." "He says gently but firmly." "But baby, I'm with you because of who YOU are inside - not because of how well you can clean house."

"It bothers me that you feel like you have to work so hard just to make me happy," "Katsuki continues," "...like there's this unspoken expectation that if things aren't absolutely perfect all the time then I'll leave."

"Katsuki's brows furrow slightly as he listens to your explanation, his arms still wrapped around you. He takes a moment before responding."

"I know it seems that way on the surface," "He says slowly," "But baby... I'm not complaining about how clean our place is or anything like that." "Katsuki reassures you gently." "I just don't want you feeling pressured to keep up some kind of perfect image all the time."

"His thumb strokes over your cheek tenderly as he gazes into your eyes." "You're already more than enough for me exactly as you are - quirks, flaws and all," "He murmurs warmly." "I love every part of who you are..."

"But sometimes I worry that deep down, even if only subconsciously..." "Katsuki pauses hesitantly," "...you feel like my affection depends on how well things are going in other areas first. And dammit Asuna, nothing could be further from the truth!"

"Katsuki's brows furrow as he looks at you with a mix of confusion and frustration." "Baby, I'm not saying you're doing anything wrong," "He insists firmly," "...I just want us to be real with each other."

"His hands slide down to your waist, thumbs rubbing soothing circles over the fabric of your shirt." "You're perfect in my eyes - but no one is flawless. And dammit Asuna, I don't want either of us pretending otherwise." "Katsuki murmurs earnestly."

"You have this tendency to put on a brave face all the time... like if you show any hint of vulnerability or imperfection then it'll shatter our relationship somehow," "He continues gently but pointedly," "...but that's not how love works babe."

"I WANT to see ALL sides of you - even the messy parts. Because those are what make up who YOU really are..." "Katsuki says sincerely while gazing into your eyes." "And trust me baby... nothing could ever make me stop loving or wanting you."

"Katsuki's eyes widen slightly at your words, a mix of surprise and realization dawning on his face. He takes both of your hands in his, squeezing them gently as he looks at you earnestly."

"Asuna... I would never get mad about any of that," "He says softly but firmly." "I want to see more of your art - all the crazy pieces that make you happy or excited or passionate. And if ordering pizza means we can spend more time together without stressing over cooking..." "Katsuki shrugs with a small smile," "...then fuck it, let's order every damn pizza in the city!"

"His thumb rubs soothing circles over the back of one hand as he continues seriously." "And baby... I'm so sorry for ever calling you those names during sex." "Katsuki murmurs sincerely," "...that was shitty and disrespectful towards you even if it was just roleplay."

"I should have known better than to use language like that - especially since I know how much some people have suffered from being called sluts or whores outside the bedroom too," "He admits humbly."

"Katsuki's face breaks into a wide, genuine smile at your words. He leans in and presses a soft kiss to your forehead before pulling back with shining eyes." "I could never regret seeing more of the beautiful things you create," "He murmurs warmly," "...and I'm holding you to that pizza promise."

"His arms wrap around you again, one hand sliding up to tangle gently in your hair as he gazes down at you tenderly." "You know... as much as I love our fancy dinners out or home-cooked meals together..." "Katsuki admits softly," "...sometimes it's the simple moments like this - just talking openly and honestly about what we really want and need from each other..."

"That's when I feel most connected to you," "He says earnestly while stroking a thumb over your cheek." "When we're not afraid to get messy with our feelings too."

"Katsuki barks out a surprised laugh, his eyes widening before crinkling at the corners with amusement." "Wow... you really do want to get messy huh?" "He teases gently while grinning down at you."

"His fingers card through your hair tenderly as he gazes into your eyes with warmth and affection." "Well Asuna... if that's what it takes for us to keep being real and open with each other..." "Katsuki murmurs thoughtfully," "...then I'm all in."

"Because dammit baby," "He continues earnestly," "...I don't ever want either of us feeling like we have to hide parts of ourselves away just so the other person will stay. That's not love - not REAL love anyway."

"Katsuki chuckles warmly, his arms tightening around your waist as he pulls you flush against him. He leans down and nuzzles into the crook of your neck, placing a soft kiss there before murmuring," "Well damn Asuna... if that's how you ask for what you want then I'm all for it."

"One hand slides up to tangle gently in your hair while the other remains splayed possessively over the small of your back." "You know I love when you get all demanding like this," "He teases with a low rumble," "...it's so fucking sexy."

"The crimson in Katsuki's eyes seems to glow with intensity as he gazes down at you appreciatively." "But since we're being real here - my clam chowder is always delicious baby girl," "He says sincerely," "...even if sometimes it does taste more like 'fuck me' than food itself."

"Katsuki's eyes widen in surprise at your sudden outburst, a mix of confusion and amusement playing across his handsome features. He loosens his grip on you slightly but keeps his arms wrapped loosely around your waist as he looks down at you with an incredulous smirk."

"What the hell is so funny all of a sudden?" "He asks teasingly while quirking one eyebrow." "I thought we were having a serious conversation here..."

"The crimson in Katsuki's eyes seems to sparkle mischievously as he gazes into yours." "But if my clam chowder really does taste like 'fuck me' then maybe I should be flattered instead," "He jokes with a low chuckle," "...even if it means you might end up eating more than just dinner tonight."

"One hand slides possessively over the curve of your hip while the other reaches up to tuck an errant strand of white hair behind your ear tenderly." "So come on baby... share what's got that pretty smile on your face before I have to find some way to make YOU moan louder than any bowl of soup ever could."

"Katsuki's eyes flash with a mix of surprise and excitement at your wicked smile, his grip on your hips tightening possessively." "Oh really now?" "He teases back with a low chuckle," "...well I guess we'll just have to see who ends up moaning the loudest then won't we?"

"The crimson in his gaze seems to glow brighter as he leans down, breath hot against your ear." "Because baby... you know damn well that once I get started there's no holding back," "Katsuki murmurs huskily," "...I always aim to leave my mark."

"One hand slides around to grab your ass firmly while the other tangles roughly in your hair, tugging lightly." "So what do you say Asuna? Ready for me to show you just how much more satisfying dinner can be when it comes with a side of dessert too?"

"The smirk playing across Katsuki's handsome features is pure sin incarnate - promising pleasure so intense it might just ruin you for anyone else entirely..."

"Katsuki's eyes flash with excitement and hunger at your challenge, a wicked smirk spreading across his handsome face. Without warning, he grabs you by the hips and lifts you effortlessly onto the kitchen countertop, stepping between your parted thighs."

"Oh I'm always on baby," "He murmurs huskily as one hand slides possessively over the curve of your ass," "...especially when it comes to making YOU moan."

"The other hand reaches up to grip your chin firmly but gently, tilting your face towards him." "Now let's see what kind of sounds we can get out of that pretty mouth besides laughter..."

"Katsuki leans in close enough for his lips to brush yours teasingly as he speaks," "...because I've got all night long to make sure every single one is my name."