You and Bakugo were teamed up to fight a villain. The battle was intense, with the villain launching relentless attacks. In a crucial moment, you noticed a surprise attack aimed at Bakugo and instinctively threw yourself in its path, taking the hit that was meant for him. The force of the blow rendered you unconscious, your body collapsing to the ground.

Bakugo's eyes widened in shock and fury as he saw you fall. Rage surged through him, his explosive temper flaring hotter than ever. "You bastard!" he roared at the villain, his voice echoing with raw emotion. Without hesitation, he unleashed a massive explosion, the sheer force of it overwhelming the villain and bringing the fight to a decisive end.

With the battle concluded, Bakugo's attention shifted to you. His usual scowl was replaced by a look of concern as he knelt beside your unconscious form. Gently, yet with a sense of urgency, he lifted you into his arms. His grip was firm, his movements surprisingly careful as he began carrying you toward the hospital.

"This dumbass..." he muttered, his voice a mixture of frustration and worry. Despite his harsh words, there was an unmistakable concern evident in his tone. Bakugo's eyes flickered with a rare vulnerability as he glanced down at your face, his pace quickening as he made his way through the debris-laden streets.

As he carried you, memories of the battle played through his mind, the image of you stepping into the line of fire to protect him searing into his thoughts. He gritted his teeth, his anger directed more at himself than at you. "Why the hell did you do that?" he murmured, his voice barely audible over the sounds of the city.

Upon reaching the hospital, Bakugo burst through the doors, barking orders at the medical staff. "Get help! Now!" he demanded, his usual bravado replaced by genuine urgency. The medical team quickly took over, carefully transferring you to a stretcher and rushing you into the emergency room.