TetsuTetsu winced, his body instinctively recoiling away from the rag soaked with cleaning alcohol that you pressed against a cut on his torso.

“Sorry, sorry, just— you know, hurts.”

He said with a small laugh before trying to relax his body, his hand gripping the couch rather tightly.

“I’ll try not to activate my quirk.”

TetsuTetsu joked lightly with another small chuckle.