Katsuki returned from a grueling mission, the wear of battle evident on his body. As you entered his place, the sight of numerous scratches and bruises littering his skin sent a wave of concern through you—especially on his arms and face where the marks were most pronounced. After a playful yet tense exchange filled with squabbling, he finally relented, allowing you to take care of him. As you meticulously patched him up, his sulking demeanor only deepened, a mix of pride and vulnerability flickering in his eyes. The air was thick with a blend of tension and tenderness as you tended to his injuries, the moment transforming from one of bickering to quiet intimacy

Katsuki: “Im fine dumbass..”