MHA Rando Oneshots

Oneshot Post-War Izuku

Today seems to be like any other day. Boring and uninteresting. Izuku's hand shook as he brought the glass to his lips, a grimace across his face. Taking this break was needed through these past couple of years. Needing that chance to unwind and relax, hopefully easing some of the pain along with it. The burn going down his throat was comforting as he sat on his stool. The wood he was leaning against was firm yet had its fair share of marks. Just like Izuku. The normal ambiance of the bar was calming, the sounds of glasses clinking and the sports/drama shows echoing through the room. Laughter and yelling were common throughout the bar, but not right now. Being as it is only one in the afternoon.

Now, there are many reasons why Izuku is here in the bar at one pm on a Tuesday, but being bombarded by the past was not on the schedule.

As he is sitting at the bar, raising his glass to his lips once again. And placing it down in pain. He did not expect to hear voices that he recognized and had not heard since graduation, aka the ending of the war.

Closing his eyes in frustration while letting out a large sigh, threw back the rest of his whiskey, and quickly asked for another from his friend behind the bar.

"I am telling you guys, there is no way he is here!"

"Aizawa-Sensei said that he would be here, I just don't understand why! Its 1:13 in the afternoon!"

"Shut it you bastards! And just look for the nerd!"

Yup, he would need about three more rounds of whiskey and maybe some shots before he could deal with all this.

"Wait! Bakubro! Is that him?"

"Huh?! No that's not him Shitty Hair! Tha- wait!"

Izuku's barstool was turned violently, causing him to spill a bit of his freshly poured whiskey. Looking down towards his lap and leather jacket, he sighed heavily. "Thanks for that jackass." Throwing his head back, he finishes off the what is left of his glass, causing gasps to echo through his "friends."

Looking up, he could see a mix of his old classmates here to find him? He did not really know why they were there, but he was already severely annoyed. Rolling his eyes, "What the fuck do you guys want? I'm kinda busy." Turning slightly back towards the bar and waving his empty glass for another. His friend comes on over and begins to tease him a bit.

"Heh, Hey Deku! Who knew you were so popular!"

"Oh shut it asshole, I don't know why they are bugging my ass, but they are. Just fill my drink, imma need it."

"You sure you don't need some shots? They seem to be in shock.... When was the last time you famous Class 1-A saw their savior?"

"HA! You assume they kept tabs on me"

"WHAT DO YOU MEAN SHITTY DEKU!" Classic Bakugo, interrupting conversations and not caring for the repercussions.

Izuku connects his eyes with each one of the heroes here. Some of them had their costumes on, and the others had casual clothes on. Their looks had matured a bit, both physical and costume-wise. Despite how much Izuku did not want them there, he was proud of how they had grown. Todoroki, Momo, Uraraka, Kirishima, and of course Bakugo were standing there with utter shock on their faces.

Sighing before sipping on his drink, desperately trying to keep his hands steady, Izuku spoke once again. "What do you guys want after all these years. I am not in the mood for bullshit."

"DON'T JUST ACT LIKE YOU ARE TOTALLY DIFFERENT DEKU! CUT THIS ACT OUT!"

Slowly making eye contact with the crazy loud Pomeranian, Izuku attempted to find his sanity before responding. "I am not acting Bakugo. I am here trying to relax after a long ass shift. I would like to enjoy my drinks in peace. So if you guys are not willing to share why the hell you are here. Kindly leave me the fuck alone so I can relax for the first time in 36 hours."