Uhm mafia Katsuki sitting comfortably in a couch, exuding nothing...

They’re in a club bustling with the people and voices cheering around them but it all seems to just fall away when they’re within
No one has seen katsuki so relaxed. His scowl melting away as he gazes up at the freckled man with hooded eyes full of nothing but adoration.
Everyone tries to avert their gazes, less Katsuki catch them looking and interrupting the two.
One so unlike anything they had ever seen and so far away from the world they all came from.
It was a sight to behold, the way the two looked at each other and just lost themselves in each others presence.
And it was almost as if he couldn’t care less about any of it, as he closed his eyes and turned to brush his lips over Izukus freckled wrist.
It was a sight to behold.