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Eijirou's grandfather always liked to mess with him. He'd always ask the same question everytime they say each other.

"Who's the most handsomest [y/o] in the world?"

The answer is simple. "Me."

But, this time. This time he has a different answer.
<Notes>
> legit based off a convo me and my grandfather just had
> soft
> hopefully short
> qrt to comment
"Who is the most handsomest 15 year old in the world?"

Eijirou chuckled, switching his phone to the other ear as he answered. "Me. I am."

"That's right. And dont forget it! I have to go, but I want you to call me soon and tell me all about the adventures you have at UA!"
"I will, grandpa, I promise. You take care, alright? Love you."

"Love you to. Bye Eiji."

Eijirou smiled again, whispering a small bye before hanging up.
~~~
"Who is the most handsomest 18 year old in the world?!"

Eijirou chuckled, rolling his eyes. "Grandpa! Please! Isn't it getting old?"

"Never! I will keep saying it for as as I can. Eiji, you know this!" The old man chuckled himself. "But you still haven't answered my question."
Eijirou sighed. "Me. I am."

"Good! Say, how are you and that Katsuki doing? I want to meet him sometime you know."

Eijirou felt his face heat up as the boy in question shifted beneath him, having heard it.
"We're fine. I really like him, grandpa. Like a lot. I know it's just highschool but... but I really think hes something special." Eijirou's voice had taken on a softer tone as he continued talking, while also rubbing a thumb across Katsuki's knuckles.

Katsuki knew all of this.
"He must be something real special if you feel this way after just starting to date in the summer. Reminds me of me and your grandmother."

"Don't get started on that," Eijirou says teasingly. "I've heard the story a million times!"
Both chuckled, and the line went silent for a few minutes.

"Grandpa, I- I'm scared. To graduate. What if I can't find an agency or something as a hero?"

"A strong hero like you? No way. You can do this, Eiji, I promise."
Eijirou felt a smile break out on his face despite himself. "Thanks grandpa. I love you."

"I love you to. Now, go spend time with your boyfriend. I know he's there."

Eijirou spluttered as he heard his grandpa laugh and hang up with a quick goodbye.

"I like him," Katsuki says
~~~
Eijirou called his grandfather, practically beaming even though he knew he wouldnt be able to see it.

"Hey! Who's the most handsomest twenty-four year old in the world?"

"Me. I am. Hey Grandpa. Guess what."

"You're pregnant."
"What?! No! I wanted to invite you to a special event coming up," Eijirou chuckled.

"Oh, is that so? What is it?"

Eijirou got really quiet for a minute, looking down at the ring on his finger. Even now, weeks after the engagement, he still gets a bit teary thinking about it.
"My wedding."
~~~
It's wedding day, and Eijirou is an emotional mess. He already cried three times and that's just thinking about walking down the isle to see Katsuki.

Best part, he knew his grandfather was sitting in the front row.
When the priest announced them husbands, and the better part of the chatter died down, Eijirou turned to his grandfather, smiling. He smiled back, hobbling his way over and taking his and Katsuki's hand.

"I'm so very proud of the both of you," he says quietly.
Eijirou wiped tears from his again as Katsuki smiled.

"You better take good care of my grandson, Katsuki. I've given this threat before, but with this I think it's time for a reminder."

"Don't worry sir, I plan on doing just that. I promise."
"Hey, Eiji, who's the most handsomest Groom ever?"

Eijirou paused, looking between both of his favorite people. "Honestly, grandpa, I think that this time it isn't me. I think that it's Katsuki."

"Oh my god, you SAP! Shut up!" Katsuki shoved his shoulder lightly.
They chuckled together and Eijirou's heart couldn't be more full.

"I'm still the handsomest twenty-four year old in the world, though."
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