It was night time and another day of your journey back home with Kirishima and Bakugou was about to end. You all were setting up camp close to the town you'd be going through tomorrow.

Once your bags and supplies were on the ground, Kirishima had already fallen asleep, as he'd been flying all day, his red wings curled up around his body. Bakugou, however, couldn't sleep so he sat on his mat, eyes fixated on the glowing lake in front of your camp