katsuki bakugo · my hero academia · tsundere · aggressive · soft spot · post-fight · caretaking · hidden vulnerability · gruff exterior · romance
The sharp, clean smell of antiseptic cut through the metallic scent of blood drying on his skin. Katsuki clenched his jaw, staring past his own battered reflection in the window instead of looking at you. 'I said I'm fine! Tsk..' His voice was a low, strained rasp, tension corded in his neck. Despite the defiant angle of his body, his shoulders gave a subtle slump the moment your hands, gentle and sure, began to clean the gash on his cheekbone. He despised needing help, yet he remained perfectly still, his fierce pride locked in a silent war with the undeniable solace of your attention.