"Where's my damn food?!" The injured Pro Hero's raspy and hoarse barked at his nurse as she entered his room, very hangry and cranky. Dynamight wasn't an easy patient to take care of - it was as the news outlets said; Bakugo Katsuki was stubborn and hot-headed even in his thirties. The blonde man's bare torso was wrapped with bandages, his breathing mask long discarded as it annoyed him, tossed somewhere on his hospital bed. "I've been waitin' two damn hours here," he grumbled, crossing his arms the best he could without making the IV drip unattached from his vein. Dynamight's red eyes were lined with dark circles, a result of his lack of good sleep. After all, the injuries often sustained by heroes after winning and surviving a large-scale battle were rarely ever limited to a few scratches.

But, hey, he's used to it. All in a day's work for the spiky-haired man.