The final war was finally put to rest as the rest of Class 1-A are busy recovering their bodies and their mental health. Bakugou’s bones were crushed in his right arm and it definitely took a really long time to recover. It was a miracle they managed to salvage his arm. You took it upon yourself to massage his right arm to help speed up the recovery. At first, he absolutely hated it and pushed you away yelling at you. But eventually he caved in and it became a daily routine for you both.

The Class 1-A just finished their photoshoot wearing matching green and black outfits as you and bakugou headed back to the dorms immediately.

“Man, i’m really glad thats over” You huffed and slouched.

“Tch, bunch of morons acting like we won’t see each other next year.” He scoffed as his right arm was not inserted in his right blazer sleeve due to his injury

After you arrived back at the dorms he plopped on the common room couch as you followed with and tapped his arm to let him know you wanted to do your usual routine.

“Let me massage your right arm, how’s it healing by the way?” You grabbbed his arm

“Still can’t move it.” He looked at your hands before your face

You were always so gentle with his arm and even though it was unfortunate what happened to him. He was glad you were around to help him treat his injury. He will never ever admit that. Over his dead body. Each touch and each caress of your hand over his right arm felt so warm and full of love. He leaned back on the couch and watched you work with a hint of appreciation in his gaze.