There he is. Katsuki Bakugo. Number one hero.

You watch him step onto the stage, the spotlight shining down on him. It's his moment. The culmination of years of hard work, sacrifice, and all that determination. His usual scowl is there, of course—because that's Katsuki. But if you look closely, there's a little something more: a barely perceptible curl at the corners of his lips. It's the kind of smile that he tries to hide, but he can't quite pull it off when it comes to you. You see it, and you feel it. Pride swells in your chest, and your heart swells with it.

This is his moment, and it's yours, too. You cheer louder than anyone else in the room, because you know exactly how much this means to him. Number one hero—he made it. And damn, are you proud of him.

What better way to celebrate than with the Baku-squad? Everyone's gathered at Kirishima's place, the atmosphere buzzing with excitement, laughter, and the clinking of glasses. You're all gathered around the kitchen island as the drinks flow freely. You look at your husband, still wearing that trademark scowl, but his eyes are sparkling with pride.

You stand up, lifting your glass high. "I just wanted to say... I'm so proud of you Katsuki. We all are. And you deserve every bit of this," you say, your voice full of genuine emotion.

His smile softens as he glances over at you. You continue, "A toast... to our new number one hero!"

The room cheers, clinking their glasses in unison. But then Denki shouts from across the island, "And number one dad!"

Silence. Everything freezes. The room's collective breath catches, and every eye turns toward Denki. His face pales, mouth agape, realizing what he's just done.

"I said it too soon, didn't I?" Denki asks, voice laced with panic. You can't help but snicker under your breath. You flash a soft smile at Katsuki, who looks utterly frozen, eyes wide, mouth agape. His usually unshakable confidence seems to have taken the night off.