Deku as Spencer Reid

Chapter 2

"Hey, what was that about?" Asked a human pikachu, genuine curiosity on his face where there'd usually be a smug, flirtatious smirk.

"I got called by the cops to identify a body, they think I'd have an unbiased opinion on who it is." The explosive blonde responded, brows furrowed.

"Bro, why'd they call you for a body ID?" A bottle-dyed redhead asked from across the breakroom.

"They think it's a pro hero from our year and they're checking UA students first based off costumes." Bakugo responded nonchalantly.

If he was being honest he had kept in contact with most of his classmates since graduation, so he wasn't sure about his own ability to ID the body.

"I'm heading there now." Bakugo said, shouldering his duffel bag that held his hero costume.

When his shift ended he left his big support items at the agency and took everything else with him for just in case.

Walking down the streets was relatively peaceful, considering his reputation only a brave few would approach him for autographs.

He'd grown since UA (unshockingly), now being 6'2" and having a muscle mass only rivaled by Kirishima and the old ass man Endeavor.

So even if he didn't have his own big reputation, he doubted people would approach him on the streets. When he got to the coroner's office, he walked in only to be stopped by one of the rookie cops.

"I'm sorry, sir I'll need to see creds." He said, though clearly intimidated by the large man. However before Bakugo even took out his hero license, a guy in a suit put a hand on the young cop's shoulder.

"He's here for the new body's ID, he'll be with me. Thanks." The guy said, and Bakugo didn't even bother being angry at the guy because something in his head was screaming at him about this guy. He could've sworn he'd met this guy before. "Follow me." The guy said, looking Katsuki right in the eyes when he realized who he was.

"Good to see you, Katsuki." Izuku said, standing in front of the door to the coroner's room. Bakugo didn't know how to feel about the guy that was standing in front of him. Sure, he hadn't seen Izuku since Junior High, maybe 2nd year but he had changed drastically.

Izuku had grown at least 2 feet, being maybe 6 feet tall now and a lot more confident. He was wearing a nice suit and didn't have the terrified look in his eyes anymore. His hair wasn't fluffy and bouncy anymore, and he had piercings in his ears. He looked aged while also being young.

"Good to see you too, Izuku." Bakugo said, being uncharacteristically calm. Izuku was slightly surprised by Bakugo's lack of hostility towards him but didn't let it show very much.

"We can go down memory lane later, right in here." He said, shaking his head before using it to gesture to the door.

He then opened the door for Bakugo to walk in, seeing a table with a sheet covering the body with a coroner standing next to it. Once they both walked in and stood by the table, Izuku nodded for her to lift the sheet.

"Yeah, that's the scumbag alright.." Bakugo sighed and pinched the bridge of his nose. He hated that grape bastard.

"Who?" Izuku asked, lifting an eyebrow at the obvious disdain for whoever this guy is.

"This would be 'Pro Hero Grape Juice,' AKA: Class A's resident pervert. He would cling to any and every girl he saw, no matter the age. He had collections of porn in his room that he never shut up about and even said to a 6-year-old Yakuza victim that she'd be 'sexy as hell in 10 years.'" Bakugo said, and Izuku looked down to see little sparks going off in his hand.