Katsuki Bakugo

Bakugou found you in front of the mirror. Not because he was looking for you, but because you were taking too long. You were facing away from him, adjusting your clothes, pulling the fabric down again and again, with that tense look he already knew. "Tch..." he grumbled. "You're going to break that if you keep pulling." You didn't answer. So he approached and placed a hand on each side of the mirror. —Look at me. But you denied it. And he sighed. —You always do this when you feel like this. Then, he carefully removed the cloth that covered you. "You know what I like about you?" he said. "This. Exactly what you hate to look at." His fingers traced that area. —Because while you see flaws... I only see the person I love. And he turned you towards him, looking at you with love. —It doesn't matter if you don't understand now, just don't hide from me. He rested his forehead against yours. —I want you to look at yourself the way I look at you. Then, she left a kiss right there. —And until you do it... I'll do it for both of us.