"The villain is on the run! I repeat, the villain is on the run! He is currently headed towards Tatooin Station!" The radio blared in Ayano's car. She frowned as her grip on the wheel tightened. Shifting gears, she stepped on the gas towards the train station.

Keeping one hand on the wheel, she used the other to bring up a holographic screen from the center console. Tapping several options, gears within her car began moving.

As Ayano made it closer and closer to the station, she saw the villain from a distance. Shifting gears again, she revved up her car, moving to cut his path off. When he was clearly in her sights, she tapped a button on the center console, shooting a capture item towards the unsuspecting villain.

Being wrapped up in layers of the capture cloth, the villain fell from the sky and landed right in front of Ayano's car as it screeched to a halt. Opening the driver door, the woman stepped out, her heels clicking on the concrete pavement.

The villain continued to struggle against the restraints as she slowly walked towards him. She spoke methodically. "It's useless. That cloth is a special capture item that I created. It's made of a specific shape-shifting alloy that compresses under stress. In other words, the more you struggle, the harder it coils. Like a snake's body wrapping around its prey."

The villain shouted curses at her. Ayano ignored him, pulling the sleeve of her blazer up to check the time on her watch. Just then, she heard the sounds of familiar explosions. Turning her head, her eyes met those of her husband's. "How did I know you were going to be on your way here instead of the television studio?" She asked him rhetorically, giving him an admonishing look.

Katsuki landed on his feet, seeing that the villain was already subdued by his wife. "I didn't ask for your help." He said as he knocked the villain out so that he would stop struggling in his restraints.

Ayano raised an eyebrow at that, a hand moving to her hip. "Oh? Is that how you thank someone who just did half of your job for you?"

The costumed man sauntered over to her, smirking. "No, this is how." One arm roughly pulled her by the waist towards him, his lips eagerly meeting hers. She just as eagerly obliged.

"I know you don't need my help, but I also know that you're stupid enough to let this fool distract you from making it to the interview on time." She criticized him as she pulled her lips away from his, their arms still wrapped around each other.

The hero smirked at her. "Well, I'd say you're distracting me now."

She smirked back while giving her rebuttal. "Oh, and who's arms are currently wrapped around me, preventing me from leaving? Hmm?"

"I don't see you trying to pull away." He challenged. They both laughed as they leant in for another kiss.

Once again, Ayano was the one to pull away. "That's enough. Any more and you'll make us both late. I'll meet you at the television studio." She said as she walked back to her car. "Don't be late." She demanded with a slight glare.

"Yeah, yeah. I got it." Katsuki nonchalantly responded as he threw the unconscious villain over his shoulder. Ayano drove off while Katsuki made to deliver the villain to the police station.

Upon reaching the television studio, Ayano was ushered to a private dressing room. She was already dressed in a classic black women's suit with a maroon dress shirt underneath her blazer.

Just as the professionals made their finishing touches on her makeup, two knocks sounded on the dressing room door. Without waiting for an answer, Katsuki strolled in with his hands in his pockets. He had on a black dress shirt under a professional suit that had a similar dark red tone to Ayano's dress shirt.

"You know, after all these years, you would think my husband would understand the concept of manners and waiting for a response before barging in. Fortunately, I've already finished getting ready." Ayano remarked, causing the makeup artists to giggle.

"I knocked, didn't I? Besides, it's not like I haven't seen you naked before." The man scoffed. The makeup artists blushed and a few almost swooned. Ayano shook her head in disapproval, thanking them for their hard work and dismissing them.

When the door closed after them, Ayano turned to Katsuki with a reproachful look. "You are going to need to work on that." She insisted.

He raised an eyebrow, coming closer to her and engulfing her in his arms as he questioned her. "What's that supposed to mean?"

"This television program is a family-friendly one, mind you. You need to tone it down on the obscenities and vulgarity. This interview is happening live, so they can't just cut things out." She rebuked him.

Katsuki just rolled his eyes and scoffed. "As if I give a fuck what people think." He plopped himself down onto an open chair, pulling Ayano down with him to sit on his lap.

"And this is exactly why your popularity ratings are lower than Izuku's." Ayano commented. Katsuki clicked his tongue in annoyance, but didn't argue with her because he knew she was right.

"Just try your best, okay? Although, that may prove to be difficult. After all, the host of this show doesn't get to name himself 'The Interviewer' for no reason. His quirk, Provoke, was basically made for this. He agitates his guests into revealing what he wants to hear through the power of words. Many have fallen into his carefully placed traps." Ayano paused to think and then gave her husband a deadpan look. "His quirk is especially effective on your type. You know, the ones who get easily riled up."

He clicked his tongue again, looking away. He was like a child who didn't want to admit his faults and didn't want to openly admit that someone else was right.

Ayano tilted her head at his actions. "That's an odd response. Normally, you would say something brutish about how you could not care less what he did and what you'd say just like earlier. What changed your mind?"

Katsuki sighed and she could easily hear the amount of agitation released from that single breath. "Yeah, I usually wouldn't give a damn what happened, but today's different. This is some stupid 'couples interview' or whatever. It's not just me this time. If I act out, then it'll look badly on you too."

Ayano smiled tenderly at him. If only he showed this side of himself to others, his popularity would surely skyrocket.

Although, she certainly enjoyed being the only one with such a privilege.

One of her hands delicately cupped his cheek as she kissed him deeply. She stroked his cheek as she pulled away. "You're right. This time is different. Today, you have me." They smiled lovingly at each other.

Just before Katsuki got too excited, they were interrupted by knocking on the door. "Ayano-san? Excuse me, but are you ready? I have been instructed to mic you and lead you to the studio."

"Yes, you may enter." She called out as she stood up, brushing down her pants and blazer to straighten out the wrinkles. Katsuki almost whined at the loss of her warmth, but he'd be damned if he showed so much vulnerability in front of some extra.

The woman turned to her husband with a teasing look. "See? Now that is how you show your manners."

Katsuki scoffed. "Shut up."

"I know you're eager to see them! Let's welcome to the stage, our guests for today!" The Interviewer enthusiastically shouted, clapping along with the live audience.

The couple walked out together with pride. Even someone who didn't know who they were could sense the power and charisma that the two had just from seeing how they strut towards the stage. One of Ayano's hands were hooked through Katsuki's arm as her other hand gave a short wave to the camera and crowd. They took even steps, completely at ease and in no rush at all.

"My, my! Matching colors! Very cute!" The Interviewer commented on their outfits as they sat down across from him. "Welcome to my show! We're so happy to have you, aren't we folks?" He was met with resounding cheers.

"Thank you for having us." Ayano replied simply with a small bow of her head.

"Well, let's get right to it then since I hear you don't like wasting any time, Ayano-san! For the viewers who don't know, this wonderful married couple here is Bakugou Katsuki and Bakugou Ayano! Katsuki-san is among the top ten on the JP Hero Billboard Chart and Ayano-san is the founder and CEO of the highly esteemed Sasaki Support Company! Both of them have each made it into this year's Forbes 30 Under 30 Asia and they've also been dubbed Japan's Number One Power Couple! Congratulations to the both of you on your many achievements!" The Interviewer was again met with applause.

Ayano as well as Katsuki, after some nudging from his wife, thanked The Interviewer. The man laughed at their antics and as the applause died down, he started with the first question of many. "Speaking of being a power couple, it's common knowledge that you two are childhood friends, attending the same elementary school, junior high, and high school! After knowing each other for so long, it's no wonder you guys are so close! But! Just when exactly did you two realize you had feelings for each other?"

"I most likely developed feelings for Katsuki since the beginning. However, I did not realize it until our first year of high school." Ayano smoothly responded without hesitation or embarrassment. It was just like when she had first confessed to him.

The Interviewer hummed and nodded along. "It's hard to distinguish between friendship and romance when you've known each for so long. How about you Katsuki-san? When did you realize you had feelings for Ayano-san?"

"From the beginning." He responded abruptly, his face unchanging. In the past, he might have been a little embarrassed about revealing such a fact, but Ayano's constant honesty and blunt way of speaking about embarrassing things may have been rubbing off on him. Not to mention all of the people that were watching this program. No way would he let them see him like that.

The crowd cooed at the information along with The Interviewer. "How cute! The two of you have had feelings for each other the whole time! Then, who confessed to who first?"

"She did, with that stupidly straightforward way she always says things." Katsuki answered, responding first for once.

Ayano raised an eyebrow at him, smirking a little. "What are you calling stupid? If you did not like it, you should have confessed sooner since you realized your feelings from the beginning, idiot."

The blond smirked back. "What, and have you reject me because all you could think about back then were your support items? No thanks."

The Interviewer and the crowd laughed at their playful banter. "Even though your relationship started a little later than you would have liked, you two are still going strong years later! You two even got married quite soon after graduating from U.A. All while focusing on and being successful in your respective careers! While we're on that topic, Ayano-san, I find it interesting that the Sasaki Support Company uses your maiden name despite you taking your husband's last name."

"Although I work very closely with Katsuki's hero agency, my company is my achievement and my legacy. Just as his hero agency is his achievement and his legacy. There is no need for them to share a name. If I had the option, I would have most likely kept my maiden name for the convenience of not having to change all my government documentation. Under Japanese law, however, it is mandated that married couples share the same surname." She explained, earning a few cheers from the women in the crowd, enjoying that Ayano was embracing her own accomplishments.

The man nodded, but also slightly furrowed his brows in question. "Then, how did you two decide who's name to take? Although it is still a bit unorthodox, Katsuki-san could have taken your name instead."

Ayano drank some water before explaining. "At the time, it was more beneficial to me. Just as I said that our achievements are our own and that they need not share a name, I wanted to ensure that I was attaining success through my own power. Katsuki was already well on his way to being the hero that he is now, and his name was already well known within much of Japan. I, on the other hand, was more well-known overseas because of my time on I-Island and I had not yet furthered my career as far as he had. If he had taken my name, his notoriety would largely be the same, but then my name would also be just as well-known."

"Sasaki is a rather common family name. It would not be unusual if a company were to be made with this name. If he had taken my name, then I would no longer have the benefit of keeping our success separate because everyone would associate the Sasaki name with him. In a sense, I was keeping my identity, not a secret, but well-veiled so that I could upstart my company without having the public thinking it was due to my husband's influence. By taking the Bakugou name, the Sasaki name remained common, allowing me to found the company with my own strength and with unsuspecting eyes. Although, now that it has become so successful and I have gained so much notoriety from it, it is obvious that my company would be associated with him regardless of which name it has." She finished explaining, taking a drink of water again.

Once she finished her lengthy explanation, she was again met with cheers. The host of the show clapped slowly, expressing his admiration. Katsuki smirked her. "You secretly love the name." He teased.

She reached over to grab his hand, interlocking their fingers and laying their connected hands on the arm rest between them. "I do, but it is no secret." She smirked back, eliciting a few sounds of endearment from the audience.

The Interviewer smiled at the couple. "Despite both of your outer exteriors, the two of you are quite an adorable couple! I suppose that's the power of love! In fact, unlike many celebrity couples, you two never hid your relationship. Of course, it was probably impossible since anybody from U.A. would have known about your relationship when it started, but celebrity couples still tend to carefully keep their business to themselves even if the relationship is public."

He directed everyone's attention to the television screen behind him. On the screen was a slideshow of paparazzi shots taken of the couple while they were out in the open on dates. There were pictures of them hugging, kissing, and just overall enjoying being in each other's company. A stark contrast to Katsuki's usual ferocious look and Ayano's own impassive one. The live audience gave a few swoons and coos at their intimacy.

As the last few pictures were revealed, the audience laughed. In one picture, Katsuki and Ayano were in the middle of a deep kiss at night. The next shot was taken at the same moment in which they had noticed someone was taking pictures of them. Their lips had pulled away from each other, but they were still in each other's arms with their heads turned to the camera to see the culprit. The next shot was of them returning to kissing each other. Except this time, Katsuki was giving the cameraman a side-eye glare while giving him the middle finger. His hand was, of course, censored. The last shot was of Ayano in motion, swatting his hand down while giving him an admonishing look.

As the host finished chuckling, he turned his attention back to the couple. "It's not that you two have outright public displays of affection that would normally bother others around you, but rather, you two are completely at ease and honest in your relationship. Couple goals, might I add! Although, there is something I noticed. Not one of these pictures shows the two of you holding hands, yet you're doing so now! Most of the pictures showed Ayano-san's hand looped through Katsuki-san's arm just like how the two of you walked onto the stage. Is that just a simple preference or is there some other reason?"

Ayano turned to Katsuki expectantly. "Don't say it." He grumbled without looking back at her, knowing exactly what she was thinking.

"Katsuki, he asked us a question. Does it really bother you this much?" She said with her regular impassive tone, but Katsuki knew she was enjoying this. There was nothing actually stopping her from just answering, but he knew that she wanted him to answer it himself because of how aggravated it always made him.

The Interviewer's eyes widened. "Oh? So, there is another reason! What could it be?" He grinned, but there was something off with the way it looked. It seemed much less like his jovial smiles that he had been using up until this point and much more mischievous.

Suddenly, Katsuki remembered Ayano's warnings in the dressing room about his quirk. His eye twitched as he felt the annoyance inside of him grow. He wasn't entirely sure if it was this man's quirk or if it was just his usual irritation at the familiar topic. Truthfully, it could be both. He released an agitated sigh. "Alright, fine! It's because my hands are usually sweaty from my quirk." He relented, muttering the answer.

The Interviewer couldn't quite hold back his chortle, earning him a deep glare from the hero. The man raised his hands in surrender. "Sorry, sorry! I was just thinking it's funny that even some of the greatest heroes are people too with everyday problems just like us!"

Katsuki grumbled and turned away, resting his chin on his free hand that was propped up on the other arm rest. The Interviewer chuckled again, turning to look at Ayano. "Do you really dislike his sweaty hands that much, Ayano-san? You don't seem to have a problem with holding hands right now."

"It is not so much that I dislike it, as much as it is just inconvenient for me." She gently squeezed Katsuki's hand. He glanced at her from the corner of his eye, but soon looked away again. "As you know, his quirk allows him to secrete nitroglycerin-like sweat from his palms. His sweat glands are also naturally larger than those of an average person, meaning he also sweats more than the average person. I am a very busy person. Often times, when I see him, I usually have to go back to work afterwards. As I am constantly working with fire and other dangerous items, it would be incredibly inconvenient to always have to wash off a highly flammable substance from my hands. Especially when it is quite difficult to clean."

The Interviewer nodded along to her explanation. "I see, I see! It's a very rational explanation, as expected of you, Ayano-san! Despite not holding hands much, you two are still very much a cute and intimate couple! Actually, Katsuki-san here has even made it to many magazine ranking lists because of the way he acts around Ayano-san. Some of them are lists like 'Top 10 Men I'd Like to Have as My Husband' or 'Heroes That Show a Very Caring Side.' Putting aside his overall popularity, he's actually quite well liked by young girls who read magazines like these. Some say it's because of how unrestrained he is in showing his love to you, Ayano-san. It's a side of him that most people would have thought unthinkable and it is indeed quite different from the regular persona that he shows to the public."

The man leaned towards Ayano with another one of his more mischievous smiles. "There are even some women who have openly expressed interest in taking him away from you, Ayano-san. Heroes and civilian fans alike! Might you have a response to such intentions?"

The woman was about to respond when she was pulled towards her husband. Before she had even gotten a sound out, Katsuki had swiftly pulled her chin to him and gave her an open mouth kiss. It didn't last long because Ayano had quickly pushed him away, but it lasted long enough for him to be satisfied. Normally, she wouldn't have minded, but everything was being recorded live for a family-friendly program.

Cheers and wolf whistles blared from the audience as Ayano gave her husband a reproachful look. The Interviewer fanned himself, faking overheating from their actions. "Well! I suppose that answers my question! On the other hand, there are also quite a few men after Ayano-san's heart, being such a strong-willed woman that knows exactly what she wants! What do you have to say to such men, Katsuki-san?"

The man in question scowled. "Those guys can go fu—" His abrasive response was cut short when he felt a particularly harsh squeeze of his hand that was still holding Ayano's. She gave him a glare from the corner of her eye, knowing exactly where he was going to go with that comment. He was again reminded of their conversation in the dressing room in which she criticized his vulgarity.

Katsuki scoffed. "I'd like to see them try." He declared instead. Ayano slightly nodded in approval at his change in response.

"Ahh, there it is!" The Interviewer exclaimed. "That's one of the moments in which something only Ayano-san could get away with. The type of moment where Katsuki-san relents only to her because she is the love of his life! The very attitude that makes him so popular among many women as we said before!"

The man looked behind at the television screen again, showing several candid photos of Katsuki being affectionate or embarrassed. "He only ever shows such a side when it comes to his lovely wife, but I'll stop myself there because with the intense scowl he's giving me, I fear that his eyes might just burn a hole right through me!"

The Interviewer laughed boisterously. "Alright, alright! I'll let you off the hook this time! Instead, how about we talk about Ayano-san? She does not often show too much emotion or any drastic changes in her facial expression. Are there moments where, like you, she has a face or side of her that she only reveals exclusively to you, Katsuki-san?"

He thought about it for a couple of seconds. "Yeah, there is."

"There is, is there? And when would that be?" The Interviewer raised his eyebrows in expectation, eagerly leaning forward to hear his answer. Even Ayano was a bit curious about it.

Katsuki had a dangerously devilish smirk.

"When we're having sex."

"…"

After the short pause of shock, the television studio erupted in screeches and screams. Even the host of the show was shocked still. With his quirk and profession, he was used to hearing juicy stories, scandals, and getting what he wanted to hear, but even this was a little bit unexpected.

He was snapped out of his shock when he saw one of his wide-eyed producers off stage using a hand signal, waving his hand back and forth in a slicing motion by his neck to tell him to cut to a commercial. "W-Well, I think this calls for a commercial! We'll be right back after the break! Stay tuned!"

Ayano's face had fallen into the palm of her hand in disappointment. "…Idiot…"

Katsuki quickly followed after his wife as she entered their home first. "Oh, come on! You're not still mad at me for that, right?"

"Not mad, just disappointed." She replied as she undid the straps of her heels. "Children were watching that program, Katsuki. I had already warned you of this prior to the Interview."

"Yeah, and you also warned me about his quirk. He provokes his guests into saying what he wants to hear, remember?" He challenged.

Ayano just scoffed. "You and I both know he was not using his quirk on you."

Her husband flashed that devilish smirk again, casually shrugging his shoulders at being caught in his little lie. "Guilty."

The woman rolled her eyes, going up the stairs towards their room to change. He rushed after her, coming up behind her as she removed her blazer. "Don't give me that. You know you got excited when I said that." He declared, his ego clear as day.

"In your dreams." She said brusquely. Katsuki wrapped his arms around her from behind, his hands sneakily moving to help undo the buttons of her dress shirt. "Let's make my dreams a reality, then." He whispered huskily into her ear.

Ayano moved away, turning to him with a reprimanding look. He still had on that stupid smirk of his as he raised an eyebrow. After a moment, she sighed with her own little smirk, "You're doing all the work. No discussion."

"Deal. Now get back here."