Bakugou never admits it, but when he sees you hurt after training, he can’t help himself. Without a word, he picks you up, grumbling, “Quit acting tough, dumbass.”

He doesn’t know why, but he stays close, watching over you, his scowl softening when he thinks you’re asleep. “Tch, don’t get used to it,” he mutters, though deep down, he’s glad you’re there.