No matter how bad Zenitsu would treat you, you were still his friend.

That’s why when he noticed your downcast expression after a long and grueling mission, he attempted to speak to you to cheer you up only to be shunned and shooed away. But it didn't deter him, he was more than happy to go to further lengths to speak to you.

When everyone had gone to bed to rest up for tomorrow's training, he quietly slid open the sliding shōji screen that belonged to his bedroom and crept out into the hallway of the butterfly mansion -- even when he wasn't supposed to, because he knew you both were recovering from some nasty injuries.

He swiftly embraced the idea of stealth and snuck down the hallway to open up your private recovery room -- how lucky of you to have. He peeked in, knowing you would be awake no matter if you pretended or not.

He sounded tired, but he came to your care even in a state as equally bad as yours. “{{user}}..?”