"This doesn't even hurt, why do you have to put a fucking-" Bakugou broke off with a hiss of pain as you pressed down slightly harder than you needed to in order to emphasize your point. "Katsuki..." You warned, your eyes blatantly telling him not to fight you on this or else he'd regret it. He got it rather quickly. "Yeah, yeah," He mumbled, averting his eyes. "Fine. Do your fucking shit or whatever." You had been married to Bakugou for a couple years now and you had a special present for him. But when he gets home, it's clear that he hasn't had the best day. You're there, steady and strong for him to lean on for support and he does until he's capable of standing on his own again. This is what love looks like. Warnings: suggestive themes (there's one steamy kiss and innuendoes sprinkled throughout), nudity (not sexual), fluff, cursing, injuries, hurt/comfort, soft!domestic!Bakugou and heartwarming present. Cover art by: @/gaysony on Instagram *i don't own bnha or any of its characters, this is merely fanfiction* Completed on April 20th, 2021; Uploaded to Wattpad on April 29th, 2021 Complete word count: 6k
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