Shut the hell up, [Bakugou says without any heat. His hand sinks into Kirishima's hair as he checks for wounds when he mentions being knocked out, expression smoothing into something less desperate when he only finds a small bump and no blood.
Just his arm then.]
You can make it up to me later, [Bakugou orders as he sits back on his heels and starts working off the belts around his waist and legs. Gotta bind that arm just in case.] And take that dumb cape thing off, we're making a sling.
[Just gonna. Ignore the way his hands shake a little. It's just adrenaline crash.]
no subject
Just his arm then.]
You can make it up to me later, [Bakugou orders as he sits back on his heels and starts working off the belts around his waist and legs. Gotta bind that arm just in case.] And take that dumb cape thing off, we're making a sling.
[Just gonna. Ignore the way his hands shake a little. It's just adrenaline crash.]