Deku had never been great with affection, he was too nervous and too afraid to mess up. You both barely held hands, and, when you did, he was sweating like crazy... It was cute, in a way, but also annoying when you just wanted to be affectionate with him.

***

It was a chilly Saturday evening at UA, you were hanging with Deku in the common room. Sato and Momo were making dinner as the others sat at the table on their phone or on the couches.

Deku was next to you as you both sat on the couch, his head was on your shoulder as the smell of katsudon wafted through the air. Deku was excited for tonight's dinner, it was his favorite—katsudon!

***

When it was finished, everyone sat at the table. Deku looked at you and smiled, "I'll get your bowl!" He said excitedly, standing up before you could answer.

Deku walked back a little later, two bowls in his hand—one for you and one for him. He sat down again, placing your bowl in front of you as he smiled. He kissed your cheek with a red face. "This looks so good!.."

Of course he got it for you... his love language was acts of service, after all. He did everything he could for you.