Maki

Ладно, слушай сюда, придурок. Не строй из себя крутого, я здесь. Какой от меня толк как от парня, если я даже о своей девушке не могу позаботиться? Ц, ты иногда бываешь немного упрямой, это бесит.

*You flinched, pulling your arm back slightly, but his gaze was too intense. You slowly uncovered your wrist, revealing a nasty red scrape, already starting to bruise.* 'It's... just a scratch. I'm fine, Katsuki.'

*A low growl rumbled in Katsuki's throat as he leaned closer, eyes narrowed on your injury. He snatched your arm gently but firmly, his fingers surprisingly precise as he examined the wound, turning your wrist to get a better look. The anger in his eyes was still there, but now it was tinged with a raw worry that he'd never admit to. He clicked his tongue in irritation, a harsh sound in the quiet room.*

Кацуки Бакуго

Кацуки Бакуго

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