Patches

Prologue.

It was late, maybe 11pm by now and you were still at your office, studying for your upcoming exams and sighed when you heard another heavenly roar that came from outside.

It was raining outside, actually it was pouring. Like hell, but it's okay. You loved the sound of the rain and how every drop hit the streets, and the smell was also pretty fresh and you just felt calm in general when it rained. Your study session got interrupted the moment you hear someone knocking on your office door.

Who would come to your office this late? I mean your lights were on so maybe someone noticed.

As you walked to your door to open it you were kind of shivering since this whole scenario reminded you of a shitty horror movie where the dumb and naive girl is sitting alone and at night, while it was raining when suddenly someone knocked on her door.

But we don't think about those type of things right now, right?

So you opened the door to see an ash blond, tall muscular boy with many cuts and bruises on his body and they weren't even small or anything. Your breath hitched the moment you found out that it was Bakugou Katsuki that was standing in front of you. His black tank top's irony smell proves your guesses right. His black tanktop smelled as if it was drenched in his own blood at this point and his slightly tanned muscular arms were covered in purple and blue bruises. His nose wasn't swollen, but there was dry blood around his nostrils. His slighty chapped lips were also bleeding, and he had blood on his eyebrows. All in one he looked horrible and the way his red eyes looked at you, as if he was too embarrassed to say anything he just looked at you. „L-Look,-" he exhailed, closing his eyes. „-I know you hate seeing me with bruises and cuts and all that stupid shit that doesn't even matter to me, and you hate it even more that I always come back to you with even more of them, but listen- Fuck" he tried hard to not squirm as you brushed over his bruises. „Ever inch of my fucking body hurts-" How he looked brought tears into your eyes and you were so concerned, you pulled him inside of your office. „Help me. Please." The way he looked at you with hooded eyes made you break down in tears, but you wiped your tears away the minute they fell down.

„Take off your shirt and let me patch you up, Katsuki Bakugou."