"Take a swan dive off a building, you might have a quirk in your next life." Katsuki laughed maliciously. Izuku had finally had it, that was the last straw. Izuku looked up, making direct eye contact with Katsuki. "Fine." WARNING: This story has extreme swearing, hanahaki disease, violence, blood, self-harm, suicidal themes and homosexuality. If any of this upsets you or triggers you in any way, do not read. You have been warned.

This couldn't be real. Hizashi knew this had to be a lie. There was no possible way... that Shouta was dead. But there was no denying that the far-too-still form before him was his husband. This had to be a nightmare. It just had to be.