bakugou knew you were in a rough spot. barley coming to school. if you did you’d only stay for three hours. you were burnt out. unbeknownst to him you’d also started to sh.

he walked into your room, plopping himself on your bed as usual as you scrolled through instagram. he looks are your arms. he grabs one and starts to kiss the scars on your skin “i think your beautiful, i don’t ever wanna loose my girlfriend.”