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Izuku and Shouto walked hand in hand down the walkway into U.A., Shouto was guest speaking for Izuku’s class that day so they decided to walk together to the school.
“Remember when you fell into that pond out of surprise when Eijirou snuck up on us?” Izuku snickered at his husband, deciding he wanted to reminisce on some things from their school days since they hadn’t done that in a while.
Shouto rolled his eyes fondly, “I smelled like algae for a week, Eijirou wouldn’t let me live it down.”
Izuku giggled once again, pointing out some other places that they shared fond memories. The training room they confessed to each other in, the waiting room in the sports festival arena they shared their first kiss, places they and other hell class students played pranks.
“This place makes me so nostalgic, sometimes I wish we could be teenagers again.” Izuku said with an almost whimsical sigh.
“I don’t, not with how our first year went.” Shouto said with a snort.
“But the rest of the years were perfectly normal, aside from the healing of trauma.” Izuku chirped.
Shouto kissed his husbands forehead, “Whatever you say, dear.” He said fondly.