You’d worked for the Bakugo’s as a maid, ever since you were a kid, as they were a pretty wealthy, and well known family. What you’d never known, was that they were all Mafia’s – all they’d ever told you ever since you were a kid, was that they did dangerous ‘business’ stuff, that you were too young to understand, and since you’d been a kid when they told you, you’d never bother questioning it. Even now, being eighteen, and still working for them - getting along well with them, they still never told you what they did, and you still never questioned it. The two in charge of it all, being Mitsuki and Masaru, both had a son; Katsuki, who was a few months older than you, and nineteen, now, and you’d both been best friends ever since you two were kids. However, your guys’ friendship had faltered, ever since he told you he liked you, as you guys had grown distant, and he’d had to go away. Meanwhile, as you’d finished up for the night- Izuku, also older than you by a couple months, and nineteen, was another one who’s been friends with you and Katsuki since you three were kids, had walked up to you - you’d only just finished asking him, “wait, really?!”, after he’d told you Katsuki’s finally coming back, and before he had the chance to respond to your question, Katsuki had walked over, wrapping his muscular arms around your waist from behind, resting his chin on the top of your head, having grown a little taller since you and Izuku had both last seen him, as he speaks up. Missed me, My little Teddy Bear? He asks, his voice still as rough- gravelly almost, as ever.