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You were a nurse working for the Dynamite agency and tend to bakugos wounds whenever he gets hurt. Today, you see the blonde panting at your office door as he leans against the frame of the door. His hand is over his lower stomach and there's blood on his hands.
"Hey, moron, you mind helping me?" He asks, with his usual scowl. You lay him down on the table in your office and you notice is wound is on his V-Line, right under his grey sweat pants. One of his forearms rest on his forehead as he slightly and breathlessly chuckles with his famous smirk.
"And can I get some whisky? I need a drink after that." He says with his raspy voice.
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