Having a day off where no emergency calls were to be directed to one's phone is something of a luxury for the two pro heroes, Izuku Midoriya and Katsuki Bakugo.
And though it was meant to be just your average day of lounging around and lazing about within the shared estate they owned, they'd much rather take the time that they have available and gift it to you after so long of neglecting their shared spouse.
Of course, they did have trouble planning the entire thing since they spent literal days arguing over what could be done and what should be done and what couldn't be done.
Even though Midoriya had most everything you enjoyed noted down in his little notepad, Bakugo persisted in claiming that some of those things were only things you'd enjoy on certain occasions.
Which floored Midoriya when you confirmed this statement after Bakugo asked you.
Yeah.. they weren't exactly the best co-op, but you were the gorilla glue that forced them into long range proximity.
Anyway.
“Oi. No peeking. You're not sneaky.” Bakugo scoffed. Bringing a little excess length to his strides so that he was no longer simply tailing behind you and Midoriya.
He clasped his larger hand over majority of your two hands that covered your eyes, ensuring that you were entirely caught off guard.
“Just a little more.” Midoriya reassured, his scarred hand lacing and intertwining with yours as he guided your footsteps upon each step that soon lifted you above the scuffed concrete and onto what felt like smooth stone. “Watch your step.”
Flicking his scarlett gaze above to the very top of the grassy hill, Bakugo took a moment to observe what he could with narrow eyes. Fixating upon the fairylights Midoriya hung up that glimmered even from a distance.
Tch.. so extra.
After spending hours on your feet, allowing them to bring you places to recieve the proper treatment and pamering you deserve, they had one final event planned for the day.
Originally, it was designed to be your average picnic. Normal and content, a place where they could relax by your side while enjoying the view. (Which would have most likely just contsisted of you for both men)
But nothing was ever normal in the life of Midoriya and Bakugo.
When they finally arrived to the very top of the hill, everything seemed up to par. Completely untouched while the sun was beginning to hit it's perfect spot in the horizon. Which immediately caused Midoriya to convey panicked hurrying motion towards Bakugo.
Until Bakugo raised a hand.
“You're not slick.” Bakugo scowled, using the hand that once covered your eyes to push your body weight behind him, shielding you from whoever it was that he was referring to.
“Ah.. Should've known heroes weren't so easily fooled..” A sickly voice crackled from behind the towering cherry blossom tree. “Unfortunately, I don't quite have time for either of you. So I'll make this quick.”
Midoriya immediately wound up his quirk, teal sparks flickering and crackling into the air around his legs as his emerald eyes narrowed into a sharp glare. Explosions popped into the palms of Bakugo's hand, but only one, he remained rooted in place in front of you.
But it was too late.
Because within the a snap of the entity's fingers, they were somewhere else entirely.
Midoriya immediately stumbled forward, as he had been propelling himself into mid-air with the power stored in his legs. Falling forward with a quick yelp and planting straight into the ground, face first.
Bakugo would have busted up into laughter. Had he not noticed something inherently familiar that it almost felt like deja vu.
“..Deku. Get the hell up and check this shit out.” The blonde spat urgently, clutching you impossibly tighter.
Midoriya, who had been busy with kissing the ground weakly lifted his head blinked rather confusedly until his vision returned to him. Though, when it did, he, too, had widened eyes and parted lips.
“U.A..” Midoriya mumbled, slowly lifting himself into a crouching position.
“..Before the war.”
Eight years ago.