"Hey..."

Kirishima looks over his shoulder, smiling when Katsuki comes out on the balcony in his robe. He must've finished his shower.

He looks down at a little notebook the blond carries. Small papers poke out around the edges, what looks to be old math or English school papers folded up and wedged in the pages.

"Whats that?" Kirishima stares at it.

"Well I was going through our shit cause I was looking for my t-shirt. Found this at the back of the closet in a box full of our dumbass graduation photos." Kat hands it to him,"From seven years ago."

Kirishima takes it, opening the front page and gasping as he almost drops a piece of paper.

He places in the back of the notebook, watching as Kat rolls his eyes. Katsuki probably thinks he's dumb.

He smiles at his husband, and the blonds cheeks dust pink as he rolls his eyes again.

Kirishima looks at the first page, and he stares at it for a few long seconds to recognize the cute handwriting and his own highschool chicken scratch.

"Holt shit!" He smiles wide, reading down it.

It's full of just two words on each line, little sayings that would be easier to say if Kat would've been able to talk.  Words that were never said but were understood fully.

-Thanks

-Fuck you

"Pfft Kat..." Kirishima can't help but cover his grin,"The first three words you wrote in here was "Thanks" and "Fuck you" hahaha!"

"Shut the hell up." Katsuki frowns, grabbing the notebook. He flips through it, and Kirishima makes him stop on a certain page.

-Talk to me

-TALK to me

-Tell me what's wrong

-I'll tell you something, a secret, if you tell me what's wrong

Kirishima smiles gently at the scribbles, the quick writing the traded between eachother to try and talk normally when it really wasn't normal. He remembers what he said too.

He swallows, sighing as he smiles a little, just as he did on that day,"Dude you're too pure."

Katsuki looks at him like hes lost his fucking mind, and the red head busts out laughing, smiling as he grins at him,"That's what I said when you gave me these words, right here..." He points at them.

Bakugo does frown then, obviously remembering as he glares at the red head and Kirishima giggles.

"I take it back, I take it back." He murmurs.

"You're a fucking sap if you remember exactly what you said."

"I do because right after that you told me you were Demi, baby." Kirishima kisses his cheek.

Kat just pouts and flips to the next couple pages, reading an argument between Mina and himself about bubble gum flavors.

"Pfft, what the fuck?" Kirishima giggles as he reads it.

"Shut up, it's logical." Kat frowns as he reads it too.

"Was logical." Kirishima murmurs and yelps when he's kicked in the shin,"Kat!"

"Foot slipped." The blond says simply with a smirk. He sighs, closing the book and shoving it in Kirishima hands,"I'm gonna make the bed and make some coffee, you can keep looking if you want."

Kirishima nods, and he looks back down at the little book held between his fingers.

He starts flipping through, laughing as he sees little jokes, funny puns. He finds so many of their friends handwriting in there. He feels his chest clench as he sees Mina's old handwriting, before she changed her P's from the doppy curl she used to something more practical.

He finds a lot of dumb stuff, a lot of sweet things. He finds memories going through his mind, old faces popping through his brain, ones he'll miss dearly.

He sighs as he looks up, seeing that the sky is dark with the stars and making his mind fall at ease. He decides its be best to go on in, see if Kat is in bed yet.

He walks into the apartment, closing the balcony door quietly. He yawns as he walks through the livingroom and around the side to the hall, walking down to the second door on the left. The door is cracked open, and he pushes it open with a sleepy step in his walk.

"Hey Kat..." Kirishima laughs as he reads some more stupid doodles in the back of the notebook,"You still awake baby?"

"Sorta..." The blond mumbles from the bed, eyes cracking open some as he side glances the red head,"You're still lookin' at that?"

"Yeah..." Kirishima lays it on the nightstand,"There's a lot of stuff in there that really brought back some memories."

"Yeah I know." The blond answers back in a yawn,"Makes me think of how fuckin ugly pikachu still is."

"Makes me laugh at how you still call him pikachu hahaha-" With that his thigh is slapped,"Kat ow!"

"Oops."

"Damn you!" Kirishima snuggles down on his husband, making the blond scoot over in the bed and grumble when the red head doesn't let go.

They lay there, kirishima's arm slung haphazardly across his husbands chest, the blonds easy breathing making his mind calm and just listen to the sound of his easy breaths.

"Baby you asleep?" He whispers, and when Katsuki doesn't answer he simply smiles, pressing nose back into the crook of the blonds neck. Kat shivers, and he covers his arm with the cover before getting comfortable himself, spooning Kats body as he takes a deep breath and closes his own eyes.

"Night Ei." Comes a whisper and the red head giggles.

"So you weren't asleep. Were you waiting for my cheesy goodnight." Kirishima looks at him over his spiky hair.

"No." Kat glances at him through sleepy squinted eyes before closing them again and huffing heavily, tiredly,"Maybe."

"Fine then...." The other man kisses his cheek gently,"Wanna know why we wrote in that notebook for months, even after your neck was healed..."

"Hmmm, why?" The blond says, sounding already half asleep.

Kirishima just smiles, and sighs softly as he cuddles him close, getting comfortable in the usual warmth in which hes been enveloped in for over 7 years now,"None of the words I said could tell you how much I love you."

"No words, huh?" The blond snorts.

"Yup."

"Ugh, you killed my morning appetite." Katsuki groans,"Sap."

"I'm your sap though."

"God damn Ei go to sleep."

"Not until you say it back." Kirishima grins down at him and Katsuki just growls.

"No words can explain how much I wanna kill my husband right now. So go the fuck to sleep, I love you too."

Kirishima cackles, and rolls over to turn the light out with a big sleepy grin. He rolls back over, pressing his face to the back of Kats neck. He takes a deep breath, squeezing his blond close.

And they fall asleep, no words said between them for the rest of the night.