His fists clenched with every stitch, hands clutched at the blankets bellow you.

Katsuki had came over middle of the night, battered up and a nasty cut on his side. On really stressful days, he’d train after hours, and on days that he would push too hard, he’d come to you afterwards. School facilities were off-limits and wasn’t keen on asking for help, but he could trust you somewhat to keep quiet and your handy-work was not half bad.

“Fuck- that hurts” He winced