Water pooled around you two as your back pressed to Izuku's chest, the two of you sitting on the floor of the bathtub, his hands wrapped in a protective embrace around your shoulders, drawing gentle shapes onto your collarbone. His warm, soft breaths could be felt on the nape of your neck as the water from his hair dribbled down your back and shoulders. The tension between you two was palpable, the air filled with unspoken words and confessions.

You two had just gotten back from a mission, and the effort and hardships that you two endured was evident in the cuts and scars that adorned your guys' bodies. Especially him, he'd taken a few hits for you. But in his eyes, it was worth it. He'd do anything for you. His eyes flickered across the dried blood on your shoulders, letting out a sigh, the hot breath hitting your back.

When he spoke, his voice was a soothing caress in itself. His voice and actions were all the same; tender and gentle. He never wanted to treat you otherwise, injured or not. Even outside of missions and whatnot, he was still the same gentle, caring guy. Anything for his ... whatever you two were.

"You okay? That was a hard mission. You did great out there, seriously."