This takes place after 1-A graduated and Deku isn't a hero, he also has a somewhat amplified version of his mums quirk. Slight bakudeku fluff so be warned.

Deku's POV

I look past all the flashing lights)

Driving down the streets of the city as the lights of the lampposts flicker on and off I look out the window to find the parking lot to my apartment building getting renovated. 'Great. I get to drive to some new temporary parking lot for the next couple of months.' Having a job that has me working late into the night is a blessing and a curse.

Drive through ignore the warning signs)

As I drive down the road following the makeshift signs, I notice that just up the very same road is the small bar that I usually go to on weekends.

When things blow up I close my eyes)
And shake it off as if it's justified)

Closing my eyes to inhale a long breath of the air whilst stretching after getting out of my car, I smell the scent of smoke in the distance. Barely blinking as I know that this area of the city is considered the slums, I begin walking to the bar without having a second thought on what could be happening.

Wash the shame down with another drink)
I get high I don't wanna overthink)

"Hahhaha.. you're such a funny guy!" I exclaimed in a slurred voice, after downing my fifth shot. "Hahah.. heh... ..thinking I'd actually be a valuable asset in anything is al-already s-s-such a crazy i-idea that I.. hahah..." I couldn't finish my sentence due to my stuttering and being tired from overworking.

"Well it isn't that crazy because your being given the chance to be valuable right now." A man with pale hair and bandages on his neck said.

My body's shaking my head is weak)

My body shaking and head spinning, I slowly nod my head signaling a no to the man.

But I'm too afraid to leave)

"If wh-whatev-ever plan th-this is takes me a-away from my r-regular l-life then I-I'll have to- have to-to..." I slightly slouch almost about to pass out. "D-decline!" I suddenly shout waking up a bit.

Life goes on new day same show)

"I-I need money... L-lo-lots of m-money t-t-to pay f-for m-my mum's.. ...my mums h-hospital b-bills.. I-if I h-have to p-pay for a-anything else a-at th-the moment th-then I w-won't b-b-be able to help he-her g-get through h-her sickness." I slowly explain, dipping in and out of a strange slurred tone and tired one.

Cuz if I change I could feel more low)
So I do another encore, one more‚ when it hurts the most)

"J-Just gotta p-pull th-through the r-rough patches i-in life." I mutter my voice getting weak as I feel like I'm about to cry. Staring at the floorboards beneath my feet, I suddenly remember that it's Friday meaning that it would be okay to get even more drunk.

Calling it quits I don't wanna admit)
That I'm‚ that I'm)

"A-Another shot p-please!" I say looking up and at the bartender who was cleaning another glass.

Stuck in the cracks and I'm going down fast tonight‚ tonight)

"Guess I m-might aswell g-get even more d-drunk." I slurred out taking out a sketch pad and pen from my bag. "I draw best when d-drunk." I mutter, hands shaking.

Calling it quits when I gotta make up
My mind, my mind)

"You should get home, it's getting very late, it's about midnight." The bartender said, mist emanating from him and coming off in whirrs.

No going back cuz I'm already on the borderline)

"Nah, I'm usually o-out of work a-at two. Haha.. t-today's an e-early d-day since I-it's th-the birthd-day of o-one of- of my good friends t-tomorrow... I w-wanted to-to get out a l-little early to b-be able to th-think of a g-got gift f-for th-them."

I'm in purgatory)

"B-b-But s-since I'm s-such a d-deku in th-their eyes.. Hahahah! ....oh gods I'm so stupid. g-getting then a good present is impossible." I said as I had begun a rant on how much I was worth compared to him.

Middle of the story)

"E-even if I d-did get a g-good gift for h-him.. . ...he would g-get rid o-of it b-before even sh-shaking the b-box." I mused in a once again slurred voice.

Pulling back and forth from surrender and glory)

"Even my death prob-probably w-wouldn't be a g-good enough g-gift to him." I muttered drawing a picture of me and him together when we were little.

All the pressure internally)

"Th-then again d-disappearing a-altogether is good enough I g-g-guess." I mused once again.

It could very well be the death of me)

"What shou-should I d-do?" I asked turning to the man with the pale hair.

Caught up in the middle)
Center of the limbo)

"Maybe joining in on our plan will help, just hear me out. You shouldn't miss any work since it's now the weekend." The man said slowly stopping from scratching at his neck.

Seeing through the shards of a broken window)

"Okayyy....." i slurred.

"You just need to walk through the city tonight. Preferably near a hero agency building or in the slums." He said grinning an unusually happy looking way.

If the looking glass disagrees)
It could very well be the death of me)
(Death of me)
"Might as well then. Hahha!"

Calling it quits I don't wanna admit)
That I'm, that I'm)

Walking down the streets of the slums in the general direction of a hero agency, I slowly stumble about wondering what the man was gonna do.

Stuck in the cracks and I'm going down fast tonight‚ tonight)

I take a detour left to see what the commotion was going on as smoke billowed into the air and fire was blazing, giving me a sense of nostalgia. Weaving through the oddly small crowd, I make it to the front only to find inhuman creatures and several random villains fighting pros.

Calling it quits when I gotta make up
My mind, my mind)

My eyes land on the man who I agreed to help with whatever plan he had and we made eye contact for a split moment before he ordered one of the things to capture me.

No going back cuz I'm already on the borderline)

As the creature ran towards me, all I could do was stand there as it grabbed me and pulled me into the chaos.

Calling it quits cuz I'm done with this)

Realizing that I was most likely going to be killed, I accepted my fate faster than I thought I ever would.

I'm too far gone but I'll never forget)

As the nameless man starts his mini speech and a threatens my life, I think back in my life and wonder where it all went south.

What it feels like being young and dumb)

Wishing the best for all I know in my mind, I wait in the agonizingly long waiting game for my death to arrive.

Wondering who I'd become I don't know man)
Losing all ambition)

If I ever did fulfill my dream to become a hero, would I still end up in this type of situation? I did always have a knack for ending up in trouble.

The angel on my right no I never listened)
The voice in my left ear made the decisions)
I'll the pay the price now cuz I get what I'm givin')

Either way, it's too late to have regrets as an explosion went off behind me flinging me away at an alarming speed, I close my eye's and wait until impact.

(3rd POV)
Calling it quits I don't wanna admit)
That I'm, that I'm)

As unconsciousness engulfed Izuku, he crashed into the side of a building, smashing the wall into pieces.

Stuck in the cracks and I'm going down fast
tonight‚ tonight)

Falling onto the floor, the battle continued as some pros fought the monsters and a few others rushed to get Izuku to safety and a hospital.

(Timeskippu)
Calling it quits when I gotta make up
My mind, my mind)
No going back cuz I'm already on the borderline)

The battle was long over by that point that day now becoming the next. A tall figure stood next to the hospital bed holding a nearly lifeless body in it.

Nearly on the verge of tears, the figure stood flipping through a sketch pad full of drawings. As he flipped the page once more, he nearly dropped the sketch pad as he stared in shock at what was on the page.

I look past all the flashing lights)
(It could very well be the death of me)

     The headlights of the very few cars driving by the hospital were the only things keeping the man from staying lost in thought too long. As the regular noises from the monitors played, a sickeningly long beep went off in the direction of the heart monitor.

Drive through ignore the warning signs)
(It could very well be the death of me)

     The man quickly pressed the staff button, mind racing with all the possibilities of what may happen. Shaking, he slowly walked out of the room and sat in a chair near the door.

When things blow up I close my eyes)
(I'm left with what I am)

     Taking a long and shaky breath, the man started to read what was written at the bottom of the drawing, small streams of tears slowly becoming more and more visible.

     "Sir?" A female figure walked up to the man extremely calmly. Slightly nodding to he woman, the man looked up to her waiting to hear what happened.

No going back cuz I'm already on the borderline)

     "I'm happy to say that he's okay as of late."

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