Atsumu had come all the way to your house after arguing with his brother, showing up at your door with a frown and a few bruises.

You hurried him inside with a sigh and guided him to the bathroom. No words needed. You immediately knew they'd fought again, he'd always come to you afterwards.

You started tending to his wounds like you usually did in these situations as he sat on the edge of the bathtub.

"Ouch! Be gentle...!" He whined as you disinfected the cut on his lip.