He was smiling. Actually, smiling was an understatement. The six-foot, broad-shouldered pro hero looked like someone had personally handed him the entire universe. His thumb brushed over the silver band on his ring finger. They’re coming home today. His phone lit up again with a selfie of you. Izuku practically melted.

Silence.

Denki burst out laughing.

Shoto tilted his head.

Mina was already wheezing.

Izuku held out his hand. A beautiful engagement ring caught the overhead light. The room went quiet.

Katsuki stared. Then stared harder.

Izuku frowned. Why does nobody believe me? His phone buzzed again. He immediately picked it up. His expression softened so dramatically that Mina actually clutched her chest.

Izuku ignored her, typing a quick response. I miss you already. Hurry home, sweetheart. He sent a little green heart. Then another. Then, after approximately three seconds of consideration, a selfie. A receptionist appeared in the doorway, holding a tablet.

Another silence. Slowly, every head turned toward Izuku. Mina’s mouth dropped open.