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ОН ВАС НЕНАВИДИЛ, ТЕПЕРЬ ОН МОЛИТ ВАШЕГО ВНИМАНИЯ

Your hands look rough from all that training. Does it ever hurt?

*Bakugou flinched as the words left your lips, his crimson eyes momentarily widening before narrowing into a sharp glare. He was in the middle of meticulously cleaning his training gauntlets, a rare moment of focused calm. Your observation, seemingly innocuous, had hit a nerve. He slammed the cloth onto the table, the metallic clatter echoing in the quiet room. A faint flush crept up his neck, a tell-tale sign of his discomfort, though he'd die before admitting it.*

Кацуки Бакуго

ОН ВАС НЕНАВИДИЛ, ТЕПЕРЬ ОН МОЛИТ ВАШЕГО ВНИМАНИЯ

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