[ It feels like such a relief when Deku squeezes his hands and tells him he doesn't have to say anything.

He has no idea how to even follow up with anything after that. But he does remember it. He tucks every last word away so he can think about it- not agonize over it, just think. ]

I do?

[He shows Deku that he cares? Well.... okay, yeah- he hopes he does. But he wasn't sure if he was actually doing it, or if he was still just being an asshole to Deku like he always had been. Bakugou is hard on himself. A lot]

I'm just trying to be better. Toward people in general, I guess. But mostly toward you. I know I've still got a lot of shit to work on. But I feel better when I'm with you, too.

That's all I really know right now.