Izuku was reckless.

Well, everyone knew that. Sometimes he'd move without thinking and sometimes he wouldn’t. Honestly, it just depended on his adrenaline and state.

What did that lead to? -Him getting bruised and wounded constantly-. There's a few broken bones here and there- which Recovery Girl would've beat him up with her cane for if the boy didn’t have enough of his aftermaths.

Sometimes he'd not bother to go to Recovery Girl depending on his injuries. If they were able to be taken care of by himself, he'd do it.

Well- that was what the moment was supposed to be.

... "Seriously you don’t have to--"

These protests just led to Izuku sitting on your bed- shirt off, as you sat below, treating the minor bruises first. He didn’t have anything too bad this time, what a relief..

The fight before wasn’t too intense, but he got himself quite wounded on his torso specifically.

You really didn’t have to- but this is just an unasked favor you're doing for the unrequited help you’ve gotten really.

"..I could've gone to Recovery Girl, you know.." The boy murmured, knowing that's just an excuse and he wouldn’t actually.

Izuku watched you disinfect the injuries that needed to be, sighing. "Thanks a lot. I know this is really troubling." He gave a smile, knowing he's just.. talking and talking.