family dinner
Bakugou katsuki, to put it simply, was pissed. He didn't want to come home at all ,but his father had practically begged him to.bitching and moaning about how he and his mom missed him, how she felt abandoned and all that shit, and so He had to. honestly he didn't give a damn how the old hag felt but his old man, well that was a different story. He huffed in annoyance. Even as a successful 19 year old ,part time firefighter and mechanic, he still purposely distanced himself from his mom. She was toxic, always making him feel weak,like he had to be the strongest or he had no right to exist. It took him years of therapy to figure that out and He sometimes hated her for the shit she put him through. Hated himself for lashing out at deku for things he had no control over all ,because he didn't know how to cope. Growing up he harbored so much self hatred. He remembers the day in 2 year of high school when someone called him weak in front of his mom and he had beat them so badly they ended up in the icu and she just stood there and let it happen. After that Kirishima and Mina had practically forced him to go to therapy and even though he'd never admit it. It helped a lot. So much that he continues to see him to this day. He and deku had somewhat made up but bakugou was still far from perfect. He sometimes still got mad and took his anger out on izuku ,never physically though. He was disgusted with himself for ever putting his hands on izuku . Deku hadn't done the greatest after middle year and Katsuki still felt guilty for it . It was no secret that at 13 izuku was diagnosed with schizoaffective disorder. Another thing he had mercilessly teased- no bullied him for. After middle school, He settled for going to a regular high school nearby and ended up dropping out not even 2 years later to find a job after his mom got diagnosed with stage 4 breast cancer. Mitsuki and Masaru ended up helping out as much as they could. They ushered him to stay in school but Katsuki knew izuku, he knew at the time izuku needed to feel useful. Between the hospital bills and hospice care. Izuku burnt himself out and Katsuki knew it. And Near izuku's eighteen birthday when Inko passed away, Katsuki saw the last bit of the bright, starry eyed kid he once knew die with her. Since then izuku was having trouble keeping a job. And deep down Katsuki understood why. Izuku had given up after Inko's death. Katsuki made plenty of money as a mechanic and tried to help Izuku out whenever he could. The hardest part was getting the damn nerd to accept it. He would always studder out some lameass excuse of why he couldn't take the money. He had almost stopped trying until he overheard Izuku's landlord talking about evicting him. He then started to “ accidentally'' leave money in random places. The first few times Izuku had called him and told he left money but Katsuki would never come by to retrieve it. After a while izuku gave up and accepted the money. And though he'd never say it out loud . Katsuki was grateful. Before long he turned down the familiar street to his parents house. The outside still looked the same. A light brownish gray stone three story house behind a dark brown wooden fence. The entrance was lined with two columns of small green trees that hung just below the fence. He hated this house with every fiber in his being. For him it was a constant reminder of the verbal abuse that fucked him up for so long. He sighed mentally preparing himself for whatever bullshit the old hag could come up with this time as he twisted open the door and walked in. He was greeted by his father and mother. Masaru had bags under his eyes, like he hadn't had a propers night rest in god knows how long while His mother, however, stared down at him with a disapproving look on her face that he had grown to hate. It felt like the older he got the more he seemed to look like her and that pissed him off more then anything.“ what took you so long to come and visit brat”? Bakugou just rolled his eyes at her question.he really didn't feel up to talking to her. Just make it through one stupid dinner and he'd be free to go back to his house or maybe visit deku... “Dinners ready. Do you mind setting the table katsuki?” Bakugou looked at his dad, before shrugging “alright old man, “ he said, walking towards the kitchen. He grabbed three glass e plates and some silverware and headed to the dining room. His dad was always the one to cook considering his mom couldn't cook worth shit. Tonight they were having Kare-raisu. They sat down at their table and gave thanks for their food. Misuki began to criticize him for never visiting,then his clothes,then his weight so he turned her out focusing on his food and phone. “Are you even listening to me katsuki?” He was looked up when she called his name and he replied with a half hearted “yea” “God katsuki you never listen to me” mitsuki looks at her husband before saying”i dont know where we went wrong with that one” Masru shot him a sympathetic look and Katsuki just” tched” and looked away. He didn't need sympathy from his dad. He shot Eijiro a message before turning his phone over. Not early enough though. “You still hang out with that Kirishima kid, didn't he get married recently. You should be more like him and find yourself a wife. People will start to think your a fa- "Masaru elbowed her and scowled but closed her mouth. "If she has something to say, say it “ he growled putting his fork down. His mom spoke again " im just saying you spent so to time with izuku. you should get a girlfriend or something so people dont think your gay “ so what” i'm not allowed spend time with my fucking friends now”? He snarled out “that's not what she means, it's just” Mitsuki cuts her husband off. “ your not fucking gay are you?" The question completely took him off guard. This was a conversation he was NOT ready to have yet and to be honest he couldn't answer the question if he wanted to. He honestly didn't know. He stood up and began to walk towards the door. He tried to have a civil dinner and it hadn'tworked.m. . “Mitsuki stands up and begins to walk towards him “ it's not complicated answer the damn question” she grabs katsukis shoulder he slaps her hand off “KATSUKI” she screams “ WHAT THE FUCK DO YOU WANT” screamed back “ WHY WONT YOU JUST ANSWER THE FUCKING QUESTION?” . Katsuki felt his blood boil.he wanted to scream, to punch something. He ended up yelling back “ SO WHAT IF I AM,YOU GONNA CALL ME WEAK,SISSY, A FUCKING FAGGOT”? He was pissed because hes seen how his mother acts around same sex couples. Heard the names she calls them when theres a fucking gay couple in a show. He wanted to leave. He hated being here. It reopened so many mental scars .He was grown now He didn't have to put up with this. He got up from the table then took a deep breath trying to calm his anger, another thing his therapist had taught him. “ He looked at his parents and through clenched teeth stated “ I respect you wanting to know but that is a topic I'm not ready for.” He opened the front door and sprinted outside. He knew this wasn't going to end well,yet for the sake of his dad he decided to come anyway “ FINE RUNAWAY FROM YOUR FAMILY LIKE YOU ALWAYS DO ,FUCKING COWARD. “” mitsukis words hurt him,partly because they were true. He was a coward. He could say no to his dad out of fear of him reacting badly.Katsuki honestly doesn't know why he just didn't say no. He wasn't even sure he was gay. He’s only ever had one crush so he truly doesn't know. He slams the car door to his orange camaro and pulls out of the driveway. He was tired and yea going to dekus seemed like a better idea then sitting alone at his place.