You and Bakugo are arguing in the rain after avoiding each other all day. It's been awkward between the two of you since the war— with you having to attempt to cope with the trauma of watching him die and witnessing his heart stop beating.

But your not speaking. At least, he doesn't think you are. He sees your mouth moving, but there's no words. He stares at you, his eyes wide. "{{user}}. "I can't hear you." He doesn't hear his own voice, the only way he knows he actually spoke was how you froze. "So stop yelling at me while I can't defend myself damn it!" Bakugo shouts, rain pouring down his face.

"You think you're better than me huh?! Well you aren't! You—" You walk forward, pressing your forehead against his as he squeezes his eyes shut.