[One day he'll ask about the history of that scarf, already assuming it's an important keepsake from something or someone back in Yato's home. Not a purely stylistic choice. The color's so unique, it has to hold significance.
Bakugo silently appreciates not getting harried over his process, working to balance efficiency with speed. Searing one part in a slow roll towards the next, keeping his hand steady on both efforts to make it stay as close to even as possible. Rather than giving Yato a hand-sized burn mark on his leg, he cups and angles his hand to match with the seam, unfortunately unable to fine-tune it to a pen-thin kitchen torch. LILITH should be able to treat the wound to heal without a scar though.
Bakugo promptly puts his knee and shin on Yato's other leg, not wanting to do it to the injured one. It might be better to let Yato free to kick his uninjured limb and vent the pain, but he's worried he'll ram said leg into the one being worked on. Shit, this guy knows how to handle pain in the injured one, fighting back instinctive urges to retreat or pull away. Dammit, how long did it take Endeavor to cauterize Mirko's arm stump and leg gores?
They have some healers around, so if Yato's in dire straights, Bakugo will direct him to a few of their number. It would take a while to sit out until the healing's done. He's not sure they have a while... Will Yato be able to move around with this injury? Probably. It won't be smart though. Thinks the guy who continued fighting with bleeding holes punched through his shoulder and torso... and worse in the second war.
The young hero's expression remains firm and focused, brows furrowed and eyes narrowed in the gloom. Working his hand around to the back, Bakugo repeats the process there, glad to find the injury in the rear is less than the front. A harder bite could've taken Yato's leg off. He has four small vials of water on his person and plans to use them as soon as he's finished.]
I have two capsules of painkillers from the apothecary. They'll numb the pain but you'll be drugged. [Essentially it'll be popping opioids.] Your choice.
[Once he finishes his work, Bakugo pulls his hand away and immediately goes for the two cartridges on either side of his lower thigh, just above his knees. Each contains three metal vial-like capsules with rubber caps, four of which he quickly pops and uses to soak a line down Yato's scarf, making sure it goes through two layers and lines up with the cauterized wound. Then wraps the wet equator around his leg, instantly seizing the wound up with agony and relief simultaneously. Bear it or a few seconds and it'll start to fade. The remaining two canisters contain the pain medicine.]
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Bakugo silently appreciates not getting harried over his process, working to balance efficiency with speed. Searing one part in a slow roll towards the next, keeping his hand steady on both efforts to make it stay as close to even as possible. Rather than giving Yato a hand-sized burn mark on his leg, he cups and angles his hand to match with the seam, unfortunately unable to fine-tune it to a pen-thin kitchen torch. LILITH should be able to treat the wound to heal without a scar though.
Bakugo promptly puts his knee and shin on Yato's other leg, not wanting to do it to the injured one. It might be better to let Yato free to kick his uninjured limb and vent the pain, but he's worried he'll ram said leg into the one being worked on. Shit, this guy knows how to handle pain in the injured one, fighting back instinctive urges to retreat or pull away. Dammit, how long did it take Endeavor to cauterize Mirko's arm stump and leg gores?
They have some healers around, so if Yato's in dire straights, Bakugo will direct him to a few of their number. It would take a while to sit out until the healing's done. He's not sure they have a while... Will Yato be able to move around with this injury? Probably. It won't be smart though. Thinks the guy who continued fighting with bleeding holes punched through his shoulder and torso... and worse in the second war.
The young hero's expression remains firm and focused, brows furrowed and eyes narrowed in the gloom. Working his hand around to the back, Bakugo repeats the process there, glad to find the injury in the rear is less than the front. A harder bite could've taken Yato's leg off. He has four small vials of water on his person and plans to use them as soon as he's finished.]
I have two capsules of painkillers from the apothecary. They'll numb the pain but you'll be drugged. [Essentially it'll be popping opioids.] Your choice.
[Once he finishes his work, Bakugo pulls his hand away and immediately goes for the two cartridges on either side of his lower thigh, just above his knees. Each contains three metal vial-like capsules with rubber caps, four of which he quickly pops and uses to soak a line down Yato's scarf, making sure it goes through two layers and lines up with the cauterized wound. Then wraps the wet equator around his leg, instantly seizing the wound up with agony and relief simultaneously. Bear it or a few seconds and it'll start to fade. The remaining two canisters contain the pain medicine.]