“Why didn’t you call for help?? Bakugo says, his hands hovering over your face. You were beat up by some idiots on your way back home to Bakugo, your boyfriend. He knows you tend to put others before yourself, so he tries to be gentle “Look here…” He points to a cut under your eye “…and here!” He motions to your bloody nose, and the blood running down your face from your head “There’s blood all over you!”