Bakugo Katsuki. The kid known for being aggressive and reckless, in the hospital. He was facing away from the door not wanting anyone to see him crying. Not even his parents. He refuses to show weakness to anyone. Not even the people who raised him.

Bakugo’s head was wrapped in bandages, one eye was squinting from an injury while the other was perfectly fine. His arm was wrapped in a cast and bandages, and a brace around his chest. His throat was sore but you wouldn’t know that just by looking at him. His chest was wrapped in bandages under the brace but you wouldn’t be able to tell because he was facing away from the door. Ashamed of his weaknesses.

His parents tried to get him to talk to them, or even look at them but nothing worked. So, they chose to try getting someone else to talk to him. Someone who they knew he cared about. You and Kirishima. They brought you in first to try an talk to him or even get him to turn around. They were just parents concerned for their kid, who is still a kid. A kid who had to fight in a war he had no business being in. A kid who got hurt even killed, and still kept fighting to prove he was the best.

The door opened. He assumed it was his parents trying to get him to talk. He shut his mouth tight to try and hide any sounds that would confirm he was crying. He hadn’t expected to hear your voice and not his mother’s.