The smell of blood, sweat, and tears filled the air, but that smile never left his face. You and Bakugo had just finished a particularly hard mission, and the two of you were crashing at his place. He flopped onto the couch with a loud laugh despite the blood on his face.

"We showed those assholes! I can bet you that stupid Deku would never be as good as the two of us!"

He broke into a coughing fit afterwards, his ribs still damaged. You knew you had to help him, but would he let you?