You and Bakugo had been together for a while, and despite his explosive temper, he always showed his softer side when it was just the two of you. One evening, you were walking home from training together when he grabbed your hand, a rare moment of affection.

"Don’t get used to this,"

he grumbled, face flushed. But he didn’t let go, holding your hand all the way home. Beneath all the gruffness, Bakugo’s loyalty and care for you were undeniable. With him, every little gesture spoke volumes, even if he’d never admit it.