"Uncomfortable Christmas Eve"
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Bakugou went to dress in his room, all with his feelings prostrated in the sleeve of his shirt. They reverberated like effervescent bubbles by the particles of the wind and every breath of air, was impregnated with the essence that symbolized the intensity with which his feelings flourished.
It would barely turn a day when the nerd confessed his love, but for him it was as if months had passed when their relationship arose.
Honestly nothing could ruin his mood, well, almost no one, since the only presence that could make him rage to the bowels was the half and half. Although it was great news to know that he would not come to the reunion that would take place at his home, and only in that case did he like Endeavor; It was good that the father of the half and half was the host of his Christmas party at his own home and forced Todoroki to attend against his will.
He smiled evil, reminding himself happily what had happened the night before and he was looking forward to seeing Deku. Likewise, he was not one of those who celebrated the Christmas holidays, since they seemed like a waste of his valuable time, but it was worth mentioning that he only liked it because he already had with whom to spend those special days in which one remains locked in his house, eating a feast, chatting with the family, having a good time and snuggling between the blankets to shelter from the cold coming from outside.
Those weird customs he would spend them with the nerd, hoping everything went well.
Anyway, Bakugou put on a dark purple sleeve shirt, baggy black pants that fit his figure, and his hair left him as he usually woke up; All in all, he shouldn't be accountable to the way his hair was.
The doorbell rang, and he smiled sideways knowing who it came from.
He stepped down the steps until he reached the door, and yes, he notified his mother that he would open the door and welcome his guests, especially a very special one.
When he opened the door with his characteristic frown, Deku's mother greeted him first with a kind smile, holding an orange pot with both hands, followed by her, nobody?
"Katsuki, hello" Deku's mother said. He nodded, surprised not to see the nerd behind her.
"And Deku?" He couldn't help asking instead of greeting her.
"Izuku went to pick up his friends at the station" She said, passing through the entrance. Bakugou helped her pick up the pot and take it to the kitchen, where his mother would surely scold him in case he hadn't offered to help Deku's mother load the pot. "He won't take long."
"Hm." He nodded, meaning that he understood the message. "You can take a seat, Auntie" He offered to sit on one of the sofas in his house, trying by all means to be kind to the mother of his now boyfriend.
"Inko" His mother appeared with her apron on, smiling kindly.
"Mitsuki" Both ladies greeted each other as if they were a couple of friends who had not seen each other for years. "And little Izuku?"
"He went to pick up his friends at the station" Deku's mother said again. "He invited them to come to the meeting because he didn't want his friends to spend Christmas Eve alone in the dorms" She said accurately, being the person who worshiped the nerd with all her might.
"Little Izuku is so cute" His mother sighed with one hand on her cheek. "I really want to see him again."
"He's grown a lot" Inko said very proud of her son. "He still has his baby face, but he has grown so much that I was surprised to see him so mature after he went to the dorms"
"I can imagine" His mother continued, taking a seat on the sofa inviting Inko to sit next to her. "I watched him on television when it was the sports festival and I had a hard time believing it was the same cute little boy born without a Quirk."
"I suppose it was for everyone." Inko shrugged sadly.
"Well, but you can rest assured that little Izuku can take care of himself" Said his mother, placating Inko. "And if he's in trouble, Katsuki can help him, or not Katsuki?" His mother gave him a stern look, which was enough to cause chills and disgust at the same time.
"Yes, of course." He spit dismissively.
"You see" His mother rubbed. "Katsuki is a good companion to be next to little Izuku"
"I suppose so" Inko said in a breath, dropping her shoulders. "But it seemed to me that his friend, Todoroki, also takes good care of my baby Izuku while I'm not with him"
A vein sprouted from his temple in a distaste for the comment made by Deku's mother, however, he remained silent in the room, clenching his fists with grave earnestness.
"Ah" His mother exhaled, in suspicion. "You mean the half and half boy who fought with little Izuku?" Deku's mother nodded. "Well, I'm not going to deny that that guy is very strong and talented on his own, but I think that Katsuki and Izuku would make a good team together."
"Katsuki" Out of nowhere, Deku's mother spoke to him, startling him from his position; In the same way, his mother looked at him, beckoning him not to screw up with his silly negative comments.
"Yes?" He said tiredly.
"Are you treating my baby Izuku well?" Inko fixed his green eyes on his intensely, intertwining his fingers with each other, in a certain nervousness.
"Yes" he replied as still as he could. This seemed to reassure Deku's mother a little, but there was something in her gaze that didn't mean she had believed him completely.
"Why would Katsuki treat little Izuku badly?" His mother interfered exalted. "If Izuku is a love"
Deku's mother settled on the couch, spreading her jeans cloth skirt, shaking her head in disagreement.
"My baby Izuku is an excellent son" She said proudly. "However, there were children in his school who mistreated him unfairly for being born Quirkless, but at fifteen he got his Quirk unexpectedly and the bullying was reduced almost completely" She manifested hurt, something that for Bakugou was reasonable, because it was the person who loved the nerd unconditionally; the one who always cared for the good of Deku, the one who sought by all means to take care of him and protect him.
"Katsuki didn't tell me they mistreated Izuku" His mother retorted, frowning.
"Because Katsuki was the person who bothered my Izuku the most" Deku's mother confessed resentfully, and in that, his mother's bleak gaze fixed on him.
"Katsuki." That strong, hoarse voice didn't make him feel good. "Is what Inko says about you true?"
"Hah?" He pretended not to have heard them.
"Is it true that you mistreated Izuku?" She raised her voice in an aberrant tone.
He seeing that he had no escape, he nodded.
"Yes"
"Why?" His mother demanded, shaking an arm. "Don't tell me it's because Izuku was born without a Quirk"
"Well yes" He boasted altered. "But I already apologized to him recently."
"Katsuki, I really thought you just didn't approach little Izuku because he wasn't born with a Quirk, but I never thought it was you who mistreated him at school." She expressed disappointed. "How could you? And to think that I gave you my consent for that!"
Bakugou's eyes widened slightly from his orbs, and he recognized that he was indeed a fool, but facing Deku's mother being scolded in that way was not a good thing for their relationship.
"That?" Deku's mother asked in confusion. In that, his mother looked at him with her face darkened with anger.
"Yes, Inko." She snapped hoarsely.
"Don't tell her" Bakugou intervened, standing up.
"Tell me what?" Inko became even more confused.
"Izuku and Katsuki are dating!" Revealed his enraged mother.
"Old hag!" Shouted Bakugou angrily. "Why did you tell her?"
"After that, Inko must know early" His mother pointed out in disdain.
"But not like that" Bakugou said, noting that Deku's mother's face was in a mixture of sadness and shock. "Auntie, I swear I have treated Deku well, I swear! What I feel for Deku is real, it's not a damn fad!"
"Katsuki!" His mother hit him on the head with a clenched fist. "Stop bragging so much!"
"Hey!" He complained, rubbing himself in the blow zone. "I'm telling the truth, mother! I really love Deku, it's not a lie!"
"That's enough," His mother noticed with his eyes. "I know you like Izuku, and with your yelling it was more than enough to confirm that what you feel for him is true."
"Mother!" He said indignantly, twitching his muscles.
"Katsuki, I warn you," His mother gave him another blow to the head that even if he had his eyes wide open he could dodge. "Enough of your yelling!"
"Please, Mitsuki." Inko stood between them in a worried gesture. "If Izuku agrees to be with Katsuki, I can't interfere."
"Inko, I still don't settle accounts with Katsuki." She took a step forward, but Deku's mother remained firm in her posture, thus preventing his mother from going to give him his deserved.
"No, Mitsuki."
His mother huffed resignedly, returning to the sofa, taking a seat with her arms crossed, without taking her look of disappointment from him.
In that awkward silence, the bell of his house was heard, and some whispering after that. Bakugou sighed with relief because the situation in his house strangely took another course to which he had predisposed; because he did not imagine that Deku's mother would accuse him of his behavior towards his son during childhood and early adolescence, and then simply resign himself to supporting his son as he always did.
"I'll go for the guests" He informed, swallowing hard, seeing the two women flipping through him with resentment. Well, no response was expected from him.
Bakugou went to the door, opened it and saw Deku in the company of his friends: Uraraka and Iida.
"Kacchan!" Deku greeted him happily, wearing his Santa hat (the same one he wore in Santa's costume). His heart fluttered like a butterfly, and his chest clenched still, almost like a soft caress brushing lightly on his face.
"Deku" He greeted him roughly.
"Hi Bakugou," Iida said with his hand in the air in a mechanical pose. "Thank you for letting us come to your house."
"Hi Bakugou." Uraraka nodded slightly, smiling kindly.
He nodded, rolling his eyes.
"You can pass" He opened the door more so they could pass.
He turned to see Deku better, noting that he wore a curious sweater, it was one of those worn only on Christmas Eve and Christmas and scrapped after that. They are useless sweaters, without much joke in their purpose of existence.
Deku's friends were better dressed, in short, formal, compared to the nerd, who was dressed casually in his Christmas sweater.
He blew his chest loosened from the immense burden that was carried by the argument he had with his mother.
How awkward and disturbing that was.
He shook his head to get that feeling out of his chest.
"Kacchan, is everything alright?" Deku approached him as soon as he saw him move his head at the entrance of his house.
"Hah? What?" He snapped a little awkwardly, snatching Deku, who looked at him more closely with arched eyebrows.
"Is there something bothering you?" He said gently.
Bakugou quickly denied, putting a hand on Deku's hair, and stirred it between his fingers.
"Don't worry so much" He said.
"But"
"Deku" He interrupted. "Everything is fine"
"W-Well, you looked thoughtful." He rubbed his fingers together nervously.
"It's not the big deal" He deterred. "You worry about everything nerd"
Deku blushed, shrinking.
"Hehe." He laughed softly.
Bakugou turned to see if no one saw them and in a blink of an eye, he said to him in a whisper:
"I'm happy to see you"
He stopped ruffling his hair and went to the living room to meet the nerd's friends, with the red face of the blush, his chest about to explode and his hands vibrated with the feeling of having touched Deku's hair.
As soon as he was going to the living room, arms surrounded him from behind, he gasped in surprise at the sudden show of affection made by Deku.
"Deku?" He cocked in a trembling voice.
"I…" He tightened his grip a little more, hiding his head on his back. "I'm happy to see you too." A hint of joy escaped his voice. Bakugou noticed that Deku's ears were red, just as the sensation of heat radiating from his skin was intense. He allowed himself to be hugged that way, it's not like he was wrong being in the comforts of his home.
He smiled sideways, raising his hands over his and putting them on top, grabbing them gently.
"Hey, nerd" He spoke softly. The aforementioned nodded. "Did you bring the movies?" Deku shook his head affirmatively. "Then we'll see them after eating, what do you think?"
Deku released him, looking at him again with his eyes lit with pleasure.
"Yes." He smiled excitedly.
"Hey, by the way." He put his hand under his chin in analysis. "Where did you get that disgusting sweater? It's horrible."
A gasp escaped from Deku's mouth, watching him worried.
"Uraraka-san gave it to me" He muttered, pouting. "As a Christmas present"
"It's horrible" He said despotically.
"Kacchan" Deku protested, similar to a child.
"What?" He inquired mockingly. "I just said what I thought."
Seeing that Deku was still with a pout reflected on his face, he realized that perhaps that was the reason why he didn't allow him to accompany him to his room last night. All for a damn sweater!
"That's why you didn't want me to accompany you yesterday because you didn't want me to see that disgrace?" He said almost screaming, almost… Deku's eyes widened, and he shrugged.
It didn't take many seconds to see him nod in terrible embarrassment.
"It's not a disgrace" He muttered, clenching his lips.
"Whatever." He scoffed, internally thanking the nerd's awkwardness for making him feel better after the past tension he experienced from his past behavior that even he claimed was the worst act.
"Katsuki!" His mother yelled at him from the living room. "Take care of your guests" She ordered.
"Yes, ma" He grumbled, frowning, he gave a quick glance at the nerd, telling him to follow him and they went to the living room.
Well, he barely enjoyed his new relationship with Deku, in a somewhat strange and short way, but it wasn't a pretext to get angry about it.
In short, he was new to this.
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P.S. Bakugou tells him "Auntie" Deku's mother.
In addition, Todoroki and Deku still do not appear with the combined sweater until later, since it is hardly Christmas Eve.
