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As promised, Izuku stopped by the hospital to visit Bakugo, but he didn't expect to bump into someone. "Oh-hey, Kirishima! What's up?" He asked, giving a bright smile. Kirishima looked over and returned his smile. "I'm here to visit Bakugo! What about you?" "Oh, uh, I'm here to visit him too. I promised I'd swing by after school." "Then let's see him!" Izuku and Kirishima walked through the halls, and reached Bakugo's door, but Izuku stopped upon opening it. "Is this your first time seeing him?" "Yeah. Between school and homework, I've been a bit busy." "Its, um, a bit rough to see Kacchan like this for the first time. When I first saw him, I fell to the ground because my knees had given out. Just a warning." "Oh-um, alright, then. I'm ready!" Izuku opened the door, and sat in his chair, then waved to Bakugo. "Oh, and you also have another visitor, too!" Kirishima took a moment before coming over to Bakugo's other side, his expression unreadable. "Hey, man, your pushing through, aren't you?" Bakugo was silent for a long period of time. Then: "Yeah. It used to hurt like Hell just to breathe." "And it doesn't anymore?" Izuku asked, wanting to make sure his friend was ok. "No, it doesn't." "Good!"

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So the day went on, and Izuku once again fell asleep in his chair, falling into a nightmare of the world crumbling and all of his friends and his mother dying. Then Shigaraki turned him to dust too.

He woke up in the middle of the night, and realized he was floating, almost touching the ceiling. "Ah-no-Let me down-damnit-" He muttered, trying to ease himself back into the chair. Then he fell onto the floor. "Ow." He climbed back into his chair, and decided to watch out the window, not able to go to sleep again.