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Maybe it was the nudge of a warm cup of tea over to his side, or the bubbling words that never let him feel lonely, or perhaps it was the frequent smiles, warmer than a winter fire, that had Shouto fall so deeply and surely in love.

But the war had just ended, scars just healing, and to think such thoughts in such a time was selfish, so awfully selfish, that Shouto did everything to keep it to himself, but sometimes he let himself wonder, he let himself fantasize.

He dreamt of kitchen cabinets stocked with various flavours of tea, a snowy night in a warm house, with an even warmer man inside, peeling tangerines and watching the television. He dreamt of normalcy even with the ghosts of the war lurking, and found comfort in it, but it was merely a dream and dreams are bound to break.

But, as Shouto looked across the table at Izuku, dressed to his nines and still smiling and laughing like he always did, he felt that even his dream couldn't look as wondrous as his reality. He watched as Izuku talked about his day and lit up the whole room with his joy. Shouto let his hand to wander in his pocket to touch the small box inside it, with an even smaller ring in it, and basked in the feeling of finding normalcy even in such a beautiful moment.