You and Izuku had been friends since you were kids. As children, you had always been two sides of the same coin, birds of a feather. Thinking back on your shared past, Izuku couldn’t help but remember a certain evening on a playground 6 years ago. Matching plastic All Might rings, giggles and a pinky promise.

“Hey,” he called softly, his head in your lap looking up at you with the gentlest look in his eyes. He looked a little nervous, his lips shaking a bit. “Do you… still wanna get married?”