The sun was already setting over the city by the time Katsuki finished his patrol. It had been another underwhelming day of nothing but petty thefts and low-rate criminals who thought they were too big for their britches. And even though he was thankful no real villain attacks had occurred, he was starting to get bored and was itching for some sort of excitement. He already had enough trouble trying to do paperwork without setting it, and the entire agency, on fire. Stretching, he decided to make one more sweep on his side of the city. Maybe he could find some scummy extra to punch.

It was about another ten minutes in when he saw the figure on the roof on the wrong side of the railing. Katsuki's training kicked in, and he immediately started to think of a plan to get to the person. The stairs seemed like the most logical option, but he might be too late by then. On the other hand, if he used his quirk to propel himself forward, he could end up startling the person and having them fall anyways.

Stairs it was.

Katsuki scowled to himself while he ran up the stairs. He wanted something exciting, and coaxing a jumper off a roof wasn't his definition of exciting. When he reached the door, he took a deep breath. Losing his composure was not the way to deal with delicate things such as these. He opened it slowly and made his footsteps as quiet as possible so not to scare the other person. Now that he could get a better look, he could see it was male, and looked about the same age as him. That thought made Katsuki's gut churn. He hated hearing stories of those so young resorting to suicide.

The man didn't even seem to notice his presence, in fact he looked almost peaceful to Katsuki. He had his face tilted towards the sun, eyes closed in a contented expression, like he was enjoying the way the wind whipped through his green curls, yet at the same time threatened to push him off. Katsuki could almost think he was just enjoying the sunset, if it wasn't for the fact that he was on the wrong side of the railing AND teetering a little too precariously.

"Hey! You, there, what do you think you're doing this high up, huh?"

Katsuki winced internally. Okay, maybe don't start off like that. There was a reason he came in last in his class during their suicide prevention training exercises. "Um, hey, why don't you slowly take a step back from the edge," he tried again, "and we can talk this out. Or something. Whatever it is you want to do. Besides jump!" he added quickly.

Still no reaction from the man. What the fuck? Was he ignoring Katsuki?! Taking another few steps forward, a little too threatening one might add, he cleared his throat loudly. "Ya deaf or something? Step away from the edge-"

He finally got a reaction after that, but it was just an annoyed groan from the jumper. "Can't a guy just kill himself in peace? Don't you know it's rude to butt into other people's business?" he said, sounding annoyed at Katsuki's interference. Katsuki bristled. The fuck was wrong with this guy, couldn't he see Katsuki was trying to help him? He was about to push him off the roof himself. "Listen here, you sarcastic little shit, I'm trying to help ya!"

"Oh, for fu- I don't want your help!" The man finally turned to face him, and boy did he look pissed. "Just go away-Oh. My. God." His green eyes widened, and he climbed back over the rail, almost slipping twice, and was suddenly in front of Katsuki before he could react at the sudden turn of events. "You're Pro Hero Dynamight! Oh my god, oh my god, oh my god, pro hero Dynamight is here! This is so freaking cool!" he exclaimed, waving his arms in excitement.

Katsuki watched him blankly, not knowing what to do in this type of situation. Wasn't this guy just trying to kill himself, like, five seconds ago? And now he's fangirling over Katsuki? The guy was still circling around him with an amazed expression, mumbling under his breath. And then he was right in Katsuki's face, bombarding him with questions.

"Is it true that your explosions have been becoming stronger? Is it because of new advancements to your hero costume? Do you still rely on smaller scale attacks first, so you don't tire yourself out too quickly?"

"Uh-"

"How much force do you have to put into your quirk to propel yourself forward? How high can you go and for how long? Ugh, why didn't I bring my notebook? I know I have this all written down somewhere... wait! What about-"

"For fuck's sake, shut up! You're giving me a headache with all your mumbling!"

"Sorry!" The man immediately shut up, standing at attention. "I'm so sorry, Mr. Dynamight! It's just that I'm your biggest fan!" he said, bowing up and down repeatedly. Katsuki grabbed his head roughly to stop him from moving. "First, stop saying 'sorry', and please, for my sanity and yours, stop moving," Katsuki snapped, releasing him. The man stumbled back a little but straightened up. "So-I mean, yes sir, Mr. Dynamight, sir!"

The two stood awkwardly for a moment, unsure what to say. Oh, that's right, Katsuki was making sure this guy didn't kill himself. He forced himself back into 'hero' mode and continued his work. "Okay, then, what's your name?"

"Oh! It's Izuku Midoriya!"

"Uh-huh. And what are you doing up on the roof, Izuku Midoriya?" Katsuki asked, bracing himself for the tears that were sure to come. What was he supposed to do? Say it'll get better? Pat him on the back? Maybe he should call for backup so he could make an escape. "It's not very safe, don't you think?"

Izuku rolled his eyes. "Duh, that's the point. I'm trying to kill myself here," he said motioning towards the railing, "You kinda put a dent in my plan, though." Katsuki gaped at him. What was this guy's problem?! His training did not cover smartasses like this. He was literally going to scream.

"Well, that's not a very good thing to want to do," Katsuki ground out through his teeth, fingers twitching. "Don't you have other hobbies to occupy yourself with? I'm on my off hours you know, I'm saving you on my own time from the goodness of my heart. The least you can do is be a little appreciative!" He was being petty, and he knew it, and if Aizawa were listening to him, he would probably be put on probation. But he wasn't and this twerp was getting on his nerves. Aren't sad people supposed to be, you know, sad, and not literally vibrating with excitement upon meeting a pro hero?

At least Izuku had the decency to look ashamed, cheeks flushing a bright red. Huh, he had freckles. Cute.

Izuku chuckled and rubbed the back of his awkwardly. "Yeahhh, sorry about that. Thanks for your help, Mr. Dynamight, but you can leave now," he said, giving Katsuki what he must have thought was a smile, but looked more like a grimace. The hero crossed his arms and glared at him under his mask. There's no way it was this easy. The idiot was planning something. "Sure, I'll leave," he said, picking his nails, and he saw Izuku's shoulders drop in relief. "If you tell me what you're going to do when I'm gone."

"Jump off the roof, duh."

"Are you fucking serious?! After all that?! What is your fucking problem!"

"Hey! I didn't ask you to save me! I was doing perfectly fine by myself!"

"Fine?! You're going to kill yourself, idiot!"

"Wow! You're soooo smart! Look, I appreciate your concern, but please just leave!"

"Fine!"

"Fine!"

Growling, Katsuki turned on his heel and started to walk away but stopped halfway to the door. He was not going to let that little shit win. He thinks he can get the upper hand on Katsuki Bakugo? HA! Katsuki was not a quitter, he was getting Izuku off the roof, and if he must resort to drastic measures, then so be it. Before Izuku had time to react, Katsuki was on him immediately. Izuku let out a surprised squeak as he was picked up bridal style, eyes widening when Katsuki jumped on the edge of the rail, barely holding both of their weights.

He immediately began to beat Katsuki's chest in fear. "WHAT ARE YOU DOING?! WE'RE GOING TO FALL!" he screamed over the wind. This was not how he imagined meeting his idol, especially not when he was trying to kill them both. "Let me down-I mean no-help!" He yelped when Katsuki pinched his side. "Stop fucking screaming in my ear!" he snapped, but then smiled widely.

"You wanted to jump right? Well, Mr. Izuku Midoriya, let's jump," he said, baring his teeth in a smile. With that, he leaped off the railing, both now freefalling straight towards the cement. Izuku screamed, holding onto Katsuki for dear life. "You're insane!"

Katsuki rolled his eyes. "Shut your trap and stop yapping!" he said, activating his quirk at the last minute to soften the landing, then curled his body around Izuku's as they tumbled on the ground, Izuku falling on top of him. The idiot's eyes were dilated to the max and he looked on the edge of a panic attack. Katsuki wished he could feel bad, but Izuku brought it onto himself.

Pushing him off roughly, Katsuki got up and dusted himself off. "There, now you're saf-ow! Motherfucker!" He fell back down again as Izuku kneed him in the groin and curled into himself with a pained moan.

Izuku was looking down at him, no longer incredibly terrified, but incredibly furious. "You are an ASSHOLE! You could have killed us both!" he yelled, waving his arms wildly. "And what would happen if THE pro hero Dynamight died?! Then I would really kill myself!" He sent a pointed glare in Katsuki's direction. "Honestly, fuck you. But not really because you are literally the coolest person I know, oh my god I've met Dynamight, but honestly, fuck you." He gave him one last soft kick before storming off.

Katsuki rested his head against the cement, and he was pretty sure he had permanent damage after that kick and began questioning his life decisions. As well as who the hell Izuku Midoriya thought he was. "That fucking deku, I'll kill him the next time I see him," he ground out.

What the fuck had he gotten himself into?