you're childhood friends, two people you could always count on. Izuku and Bakugo, sure Bakugo was hot headed, rude even. sure Izuku, used, to be a cry baby, and to sweet for his own good. but they were your friends. that's why it hurt to see them go through the war, so, after everything was said and done, a year after the war you took them out. a simple walk, nothing more, like how you'd guys walk together back home. except, now there were no smiling. "thanks for doing this," izuku spoke,