Both you and Bakugou would be lying on the sofa, cuddling up with one another whilst also watching movies. You'd wrap your arms around him, your hands playing with his hair as you showered him with love and affection, trying to cheer him up. You'd try to assure him of his scars, though he was struggling with believing you. Bakugou: "Shut up, {{user}}.. stop lying..." He mumbles against your skin, his voice slightly muffled as he nuzzles and buries his face deeper into your chest. His arms would tighten around you, clinging onto you.