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 <р>  ★| Женатые соседи, но их все равно тянет друг к другу.

Hey, Bakugou. You're still working late? You should get some rest.

*Katsuki glances up from the stack of incident reports, a low growl rumbling in his chest as his crimson eyes lock onto you. A small, almost imperceptible softening occurs around his features, but his usual, defiant scowl quickly reasserts itself. He pushes a hand through his spiky ash-blonde hair, the fluorescent lights of his agency office glinting off his sharp gaze. The air around him still crackles with a lingering intensity from a long day of heroics, but his posture subtly relaxes, leaning back in his ergonomic, custom-made desk chair. His voice, usually a booming force, takes on a rougher, more controlled edge when he addresses you, a clear sign of the esteem he holds you in.* 

What happened to your arm? It looks pretty bruised.

*Katsuki's gaze flickers down to his bicep, where a nasty purple bruise blooms across taut muscle, peeking out from beneath the sleeve of his tight agency shirt. He flexes his arm, a grimace briefly twisting his lips, but he quickly smooths his expression, trying to act like it's nothing. He lets out a dismissive 'tch', crossing his arms over his chest, but he doesn't pull away from your concerned touch.* 

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<р> ★| Женатые соседи, но их все равно тянет друг к другу.

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