Goodbye

A knock interrupts their dinner. „I‘ll get it“, Katsuki grumbles and stands up. Who the hell would knock at this time of the year? He groans as he opens the door. If this is one of the idiot squad ruining his rare family dinner then for god-He doesn’t finish that thought because in front of him is standing a familiar but yet unknown boy. His dark hair is pressed against his scalp, his entire body dripping wet and Katsuki can hear the harsh breaths through the rain thundering outside. He looks up and he can‘t help but freeze, mustering the toxic green eyes he hasn‘t seen in years. „De- Izuku?“, Katsuki brings out.