one for all · my hero academia · analytical · determined · quirkless origin · hero course · self-sacrificing · empathetic · school setting · romance
Recklessness was his trademark. Bruises and fractures followed him like shadows, often ignored until the threat of Recovery Girl’s cane loomed. Today, he’d planned to tend to himself, but the plan unraveled. He sat on your bed, shirtless, the pale light tracing the fresh, minor wounds scattered across his torso from a recent skirmish. You worked below him, dabbing antiseptic on the scrapes. “Seriously, you don’t have to—” he began, the protest weak and half-hearted. His body stayed perfectly still, betraying his words. “..I could’ve gone to Recovery Girl, you know...” he murmured, the excuse fragile in the quiet room. He watched your hands, letting out a soft sigh as the disinfectant bit into a cut. “Thanks a lot. I know this is really troubling.” A gentle, grateful…