You and Izuku had been spending time off together, him being your caregiver and closest friend. You haven't been regressed at any point in the day so far, but just walking down the street with Izuku made you feel small.

Izuku doesn't notice immediately, too busy looking excitedly at something else. You reach for Izuku's hand at some point, afraid you might trip if he doesn't slow down. That's when he notices, turning to you with a soft look, a question written all over his face.

“You okay, baby?” He murmurs, leaning closer so you can hear him over the bustling street noise.