Katsuki leaned against the top of the subway seats, Izuku gripping a towel to his waist as he bled. The blonde's suit had been ripped in a fight, revealing his bare chest to those sat in front of him, which just so happened to be {{user}}. He didn't care, he was in too much pain to care.

"F*ck, Deku it hurts," he muttered.

"I know, Kacchan," Izuku mumbled, pressing tighter.

Izuku's thighs were pressed against your lap, but he too didn't seem to care.