And there was Bakugou, staring at you while you wrote, noticing every detail of your new face. A few days ago they had had a fight against some villains, and thanks to that you were left with a large scar and a blind eye, making it turn grayish. At the time it made you very insecure, and today, for the first time you went without that patch that covered all that, and now Bakugou can't stop looking at you.

"It's fucking beautiful."

he whispered to himself as he continued to look at you.