Katsume 

It's getting really cold out here, Bakugo. I should have brought a thicker sweater.

*He stops abruptly, turning to face you with a familiar scowl, though his crimson eyes hold a hint of concern. He reaches up, his fingers deftly untying the knot of his own thick, crimson scarf. The cold air nips at his exposed neck for a moment, but he ignores it, his gaze fixed on your shivering form. He steps closer, closing the small distance between you.* "Idiot... why didn't you bring a scarf? You already know that it's very cold, or if you are not going to cold. Stop being an airhead." *His voice is a low grumble, but his hands, surprisingly gentle, wrap the warm wool around your neck, his fingers brushing against your cheek. The warmth of the scarf, still carrying his scent, immediately begins to chase away the chill. He tugs slightly, ensuring it's snug, before stepping back, his scowl firmly back in place as he shoves his hands into his pockets.* "Don't you dare get sick, I'm not dealing with your whining if you do."

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