Fireworks
Explosion 02: Sweetness
Green.
Bright green, round and helpless, filled with innocence that only a child could have.
The first time she saw them it was filled with unshed tears, nervous, shy and all sorts of things that make her feel awkward with her own skin.
(Because Katsuki knows that she would never be that innocent.)
"Katsuki, meet your Inko-oba and her son Izuku." Her Kaa-san patted her hair roughly while getting down to her level, lips close to her ear. "Don't be too rough with him, I can feel that he has the same spirit as his mother." She whispered to Katsuki, like as if her five year old daughter would understand what she meant.
Maybe she does, she had always been like this to her even when Katsuki was still a baby. Or maybe the woman overall doesn't really know what regular baby tendency was, seeing that she and her Papa were first time parents.
She just sighed exasperatedly. "Don't worry Kaa-san, I won't."
When Katsuki opened her eyes again, she immediately decided that she really fucking hates Toxic Muk as a Pokémon and as a token of her hatred, she would utterly destroy any if it crosses her avatar's path.
Ugh… I feel gross and fucking violated. I need a fucking bath and ten bottles mouthwash to get this taste out of my fucking mouth. Katsuki glared at her long hair, the pretty platinum blonde now a mess of tangles with left over sewer crap mixed in. Long hair is never meant for me.
"You okay kid?" The soft baritone of Kamui Woods greeted her ears into wakefulness, not excluding the fact that a whole crowd is gawking at her like a wild lion in the zoo.
Now, if Katsuki was at her full strength and not suffering from headache and a sore throat right now, she would have replied sarcastically to such a stupid question with a, "Oh, I'm doing juuuust fine. It was such a great experience to be sexually harassed in broad daylight while also being held hostage and threatened to be used as a flesh body suit. As you can see, I'm doing perfectly well, Mr. hero-who-didn't-even-try-to-save-my-ass."
But seeing that she was in fact suffering from a headache and sore throat while also being dead tired, Katsuki decided to reply with a clipped, "Fine."
The young hero probably noticed his huge mistake in asking that question as he awkwardly patted her head and started complimenting her with this and that, about how her quirk was powerful etc, etc. Damn, if Katsuki wasn't who she was, she'd probably had a bloated head too like the original Bakugou. People just praise her endlessly just because of an ability that was more powerful than most.
Goddamn, this society filled with quirks. Despite saying that individuality is great and was encouraged, it's still a fucked up mindset to bow down to someone just because they were relatively higher on the quirk food chain. People who had basically useless quirks, mutants or what was deemed as a 'villainous' quirk were all looked down upon, especially the people who didn't have a lick of that power.
Like her friend, Deku.
(Katsuki swears to change that when she becomes number one. Nobody deserves to be judge because of the shit they were born with, that's like criticizing the sky for being blue. Just plain dumbassery.)
Here they are, praising me for being a pathetic hostage, while Deku probably is getting scolded for running in to save me because he's quirkless. What fucking hypocrites.
She held the black gakuran closer to her chest and started buttoning it up, it was most definitely from thoughtful Deku. When she woke up, it was covering her front where the fucking toxic goop had ruined her uniform and then some.
There goes her new bra that she even designed herself.
"Where's Deku? Where's my friend?" Katsuki cut the hero off midsentence. No need to be respectful to someone who doesn't earn it.
The young hero flinched at the intensity of her glare, a thing that in this life that she could achieve because of her crimson red eyes.
"Where is he?"
"He had already―"
That ass. He left me almost half naked with a bunch of strangers! Oh, he is so getting later.
"Fuck it! I'm leaving, and you all!" Katsuki pointed at all the cameras and the reporters who were all smiles as if they just didn't witness a teenage girl being held captive and molested.
Sadistic opportunistic money grabbing scums.
They all swerved their heads to her like fucking cats eyeing a laser pointer. One woman smiled and was about to step up. Probably about to rain down questions after question to her like one of Katsuki's old Social Studies teacher she had in the past.
She's too tired for this bullshit! Fuck that noise! Too bad she can't curse at these asshats or else they'll probably write something that could cancel her whole being.
"You guys better censor my face when you air that crap or I'll sue you" sadistic fucks "for pasting the face of a minor on national TV in a very compromising position. That's manageable, right?" Katsuki smiled sweetly, emulating her broccoli haired friend for good measure. She knows that it's even more unnerving because she had been glaring at them earlier.
"After all, you're all adults, right? And some of you probably have a younger sister or a daughter in your family, and if it were you, you probably don't want them to be known as the girl who got molested, taken hostage and was essentially threatened to be killed in public. Right?" Some cringed away at her painfully direct words but most of them looked down at their notes in shame.
"And one more thing," The glare returned in her eyes yet her lips kept the sweet smile. "the only hero" Kamui Woods flinched and she ignored it. "that I would acknowledge as the one who saved me today is my friend, the quirkless guy that you'd been downgrading so far."
Katsuki glared harder at the bitch who was most likely about to rebuke her claim.
"Yeah, All Might came and all that." She gestured at the alley they were at. "But the one who actually stepped up and did something, the one out of the many bystanders who have quirks, the one out of all the heroes who were actually there and should've thought harder on how to save me – I know you guys did what you fucking could but still, the one out of all of that, a quirkless kid moved and saved my fucking life. So in conclusion," Her glare intensified tenfold, her palms crackled and popped over her clenched fist. Red eyes watched in satisfaction as they moved back. "whoever talks shit about him running headfirst stupidly in the face of danger, is also spitting on the fact of me still being alive."
Silence reigned among the crowd of media and bystanders. Some of the heroes hung their head low from shame from all the facts she was spitting, some just grimaced at her and most likely thinking of how much of an arrogant bitch she was being. Well, screw them. They should've done their job better if they don't want a senior middle schooler girl to criticize them.
No matter what world, humans will always be stupid, dumb, judgmental and discriminating assholes. There's a small minority who don't fit in with the last descriptor, but Katsuki truly believes the latter is what humans are.
Why can't we just all accept that we're all fucking different and be done with it! Maybe the world would have less morons if that were the case and that's asking too much from ROA.
"Thank you for listening to my TedTalk, hope that illuminates some of your" narrow, tiny, shallow, superficial, nonexistent "minds. I feel like I've been runover by a metrosexual vampire on a power high, so I'll be taking my big ass home." Then she pointed at herself. "Remember, nobody should be seeing this face."
Done doing her mini speech, Katsuki got up and left with her head held high like a fucking Goddess Queen, her whole appearance be damned.
She had a best friend to catch up and yell at after all. Sorry for him, but her thank you had to come tomorrow, looks like she'll be treating him on his favorite katsudon restaurant.
Thank fuck that today was Friday. Small mercies from ROA.
Running to a corner surpassing the blonde skeleton that could only be All Might – she had a hard time holding back the urge to yell at the man for not taking care of himself – and finding the mess of droopy dark green hair, Katsuki scoffed and cursed internally.
Geez, where's the fucking self confidence that I built into him. God knows I'm shit at talk no jutsu.
"OI! FUCKING DEKU!"
Being the deku scrub that he is, he jumped ten centimeters up with additional sound effect.
The boy of course turned back so fast that Katsuki expected that he had whiplash.
"K-Kaccha―"
"Don't fucking Kacchan me when you left me to a bunch of hungry sharks while I am missing one fucking bra cup! Don't you know that there were a lot of grown men with cameras out there?!Or have you forgotten that one fucktard who snuck into school who had that spy camera quirk to get fucking pictures of preteen girls in the bathroom."
(Damnit, remembering that, she should have exploded that bastard's face more, asshole have the face that you'd want to punch repeatedly. The tent on his pants was the first thing that Katsuki attacked when she saw him sneaking outside the bathroom window. His blown-up irises just says his high on something and the fucking pictures on the camera he had were further fuel to her proverbial flames.
Red exploded on the boy's face while he stuttered excuses in combination with halted hand gestures, his wide green eyes looking everywhere but her. Yes, she had button up Deku's gakuran over herself, but because Katsuki had also inherited her mother's impressive figure other than her entire face, the buttons of the uniform were valiantly holding out on her E-sized girls.
This Deku, her Deku, is not as skinny as the one she watched once long ago, because Katsuki had him working out with her, but somehow, she is still physically stronger and faster than him even without a quirk.
Katsuki achieved the lifelong wish of her old self to have six-pack abs. She was just as active back then as he was now but her old body apparently can't manifest abdominal muscles for some reason.
Anyways, she's getting fucking sidetracked.
It must be because I'm so fucking tired.
"I-I'M SORRY!" Of course, he becomes an apologetic mushroom once again.
"Don't fucking apologize to me, apologize to my tits! To my girls!"
Katsuki could vaguely here someone coughing at the corner behind her.
"I, you, c-can't, that's, I, I mean―" He spluttered for about three minutes, God, teasing this kid will never get boring.
"Just because you've seen them before – because you didn't fucking knock – doesn't mean I'll show it to everyone else! My girls are for my eyes only, what the fuck?! I'll have a hard time holding back Papa if something did happen. I barely convinced him to have that schoolgirl pervert's balls to be kept alive, but then again, I destroyed his rod enough that it won't be getting up anytime soon."
The coughing became louder.
One. Two. Three.
"I'M SORRY G-GIRLS FOR LEAVING Y-YOU ALONE! P-PLEASE FORGIVE ME! AND PLEASE, PLEASE, PLEASE DON'T TELL UNCLE!" Deku bowed at the waist, yelling and not even caring to what he's saying.
Well, it's a good thing he said 'girls' instead of 'tits', though it would be real fucking funny if he did.
"Get up."
Deku followed the command because he knows what's good for his health.
Katsuki crossed her arms under her chest, pushing them up. Inwardly, she smirked when the boy's eyes subconsciously followed the movement, guiltily looking away afterwards.
Ah. The beauty and the curse that is puberty.
"Now that you've apologized to my tits, let's talk about the real shit in the toilet bowl."
Katsuki narrowed her eyes into a glare that had her friend gulping and most likely praying to the omnipotent bastards above.
"What the fuck was that?"
Silenced reigned on them, the scant cherry blossoms fluttered in the wind as the sun started to set from the horizon, slowly turning up the vibrancy into shades of yellows and oranges. The peaceful neighborhood was as picturesque at it had always been in when it comes to this hour or in the mornings, one of the little things she learned to love in this life.
"I'm sorry." His shoulders slumped inwards, his hair drooping like wilted grass. "I just saw you in that position and it seems like you were crying for help and I… I can't help but move." His huge green faucet eyes started leaking tears and Katsuki instinctively brought out the tissues she had on her bag.
(Her bag was surprisingly undamaged after the shit show, small mercies. The groceries on the other hand were another thing.)
But instead of grabbing the sanitary item, he grabbed her hand and held it with both of his hands.
"You're the only person who had always b-believed in me. The o-only person who didn't m-m-mocked, dissuade or l-laughed at m-my dreams. You're the only one who had always supported and protected me and I want to do the same for you."
Shit, is this one of those emotional shounen protagonist speech? Fuck, if I've only known that I would receive one right now I would have talked to him tomorrow instead when I'm not all exhausted mentally, physically and emotionally.
Unknowing of Katsuki's emotional constipation problem, Deku pushes on while grasping her hand tighter, uncaring of the tears and snot leaking from his face.
"For the longest time, you're my hero Kacchan. You're so smart, so brave, so strong, so awesome, so cool," He halts and blushes as he looks at Katsuki's face. "so p-p-p-p-pretty, so talented and so kind even though you don't want to admit it. You're the bestest best friend a quirkless nobody n-nerd like me could ever ask for. Sometimes I even ask myself how did I even get to have you as a friend, or if I even deserve to be your friend, I'm just a nobody and you're, y-you're you!"
Deku looks down and Katsuki bites her lower lip to keep herself from shouting at the dork's face for even thinking of fucking doubting himself. She keeps it down because she knows he isn't done yet.
"I know it was selfish of me, but at that time," He gazes back up, meeting her eyes and fuck, since when did she started crying like a shallow pussy. Fuck her hormones. "I wanted to be your hero too."
Inhaling, Katsuki uses her free left hand to swipe at her eyes with the sleeve of her borrowed uniform. She's going to wash that shit anyway.
"Ya done?" Deku nods warily, before said wariness was erased from existence when he noticed the warm carmine eyes looking back at him.
"Fucking finally, I thought you're never gonna finish, damn, did you make a script for that one?"
Deku shakes his head, finally taking the sanitary tissue from her hand and started wiping away the shit on his face. Katsuki waits for him to finish.
Once he's done, she grabs at the collar of his button up shirt and ignored his squeaking pleas.
She inhales once again and, "HOW MANY TIMES DO I HAVE TO FUCKING TELL YOU NOT TO DOUBT YOURSELF TOO GODDAMN MUCH?! AND WHAT'S WITH DOUBTING OUR FRIENDSHIP, HUH?! OF COURSE YOU FUCKING DESERVE IT YOU FUCKING DONUTHOLE! ARE YOU TRYING TO FUCKING SAY THAT I, BAKUGOU KATSUKI, THE FUCKING TOP BITCH OF ALL SCHOOLS IN THIS GODDAMN SHITTY SMALL TOWN, MADE THE WRONG FUCKING DECISION OF BEFRIENDING A GODFUCKDAMN SHITTY DUMBASS PLAIN BROCCOLI LOOKING ASS LIKE YOU?!" Her free left hand pops a small explosion and Katsuki had to control her face to stop herself from wincing. Her voice cracked at some point and her throat fucking hurts, but she confidently carried on.
Damn fucking Toxic Muk! For fucking sticking to canon! Damn me for forgetting about it!
A cat shrieked, falling from its perch and dogs started barking in the background because Katsuki was fucking loud with her aggressive form of love and friendship. How was she supposed to know how to make fucking speeches on the fly like the nerd? She ain't gonna be one upped though in terms of sincerity.
Because even though she may be a feral aggressive hot-headed bitch, she is also a sincere and blatantly honest type of hot-headed bitch. Katsuki fucking hates lies the most.
"N-NO! I WOULD NEVER DO SUCH A THING!"
"Yeah, that's what I thought. So you better not question it again you stupid nerd." Katsuki lets his collar go and he crumples on the street.
"Tch. I'm fucking tired, so I'm fucking leaving."
Turning back, Katsuki started walking back to the direction of her home, casually and uncaringly.
"Wait! Kacchan I'm―"
"The next time you try to save me, try to look cooler while doing it. God, that was fucking embarrassing. But don't worry, it won't happen anytime soon, 'cause like hell would I let that shit happen again. Fucking go home, eat and take a fucking shower, you reek of fucking sewer as much as I do. Also, come tomorrow exactly at 11:30 sharp at Makinoto's or I'll fucking end you."
Katsuki continues walking straight ahead, ignoring the two burning stares at her back. One fond one from her best friend and one of acknowledgement and wonder from the man who was effectively hiding himself behind the pole with his skeletal frame.
She continues on, because she knows that a story for the ages is about to start soon.
You better leave a fucking damn mark or I'll be taking the seat from the top from you.
"You have a peculiar friend, young Midoriya."
Izuku blinked at All Might's sudden segue, tears now out of his eyes that were now a bit puffy. He should really learn to control that.
"You mean Kacchan?"
Much to his surprise, the man nodded.
"Y-YOU HEARD US EARLIER?!"
"Well," The man shrugged. "You two weren't exactly quiet."
Oh my God! This is embarrassing! We were… we were even talking about K-Kacchan's boo― Oh God! Kacchan might've had a bad impression on All Might!
"I-I-I-It's not what you think sir! K-Kacchan might have a potty mouth―" "An understatement." "But she's well-meaning and kind, she just doesn't know how to express herself sometimes because she doesn't want to leave the impression that she's soft just because she's a woman. She hates that, being seen as inferior and weak. Kacchan covers it up with vulgar words but her kind actions can be seen through that. I guess she might've also inherited Aunty Mitsuki's mouth since she was a kid. Kacchan wasn't always that foul mouthed, it only started when we were on first grade and a bunch of sixth grader kids were bullying me, and then Kacchan came and they ganged up on her. Called her weak and stuff because she's a girl, they said she was weak for not even being able to cuss because she's probably still afraid of Aunty and then Kacchan got really angry, started fighting back, beating them up. Since that day she started to cuss. Please don't misunderstand her All Might! She's just―"
A skeletal hand landed on Izuku's shoulder. Then, he noticed that he let his mouth ran again and that he needed more oxygen onto his body. Izuku flushes in embarrassment as his tendency to mutter was let out once again, and right in front of his idol! He should really learn to control that too.
"You really need to breathe child." All Might chuckled. "And I can also see what you're trying to say. Young Bakugou is peculiar indeed, but her heart is in the right place."
"Yep." Izuku was suddenly reminded of burning crimson eyes that often stared at him with kindness and silent expectation. "That's how Kacchan is."
"Remember Deku, don't fucking listen to these extras. If you really want to become a hero, then become one. So that in the future, you can spit in their ugly ass faces and say "I fucking did it, bitch.", so chin up, train and stop fucking crying all the time!"
Izuku felt pressure on both his shoulders, reminding him of the present. Straightening his back and lifting his chin up, Izuku stood tall and proud just like Kacchan taught him. He stared right at All Might's shining blue eyes, the man's eyes showing clear surprise before he chuckled to himself once again.
"Can I tell her about this? I don't like lying to Kacchan and lies are what Kacchan hates the most. She's not the type to tell secrets too and is really good at keeping it, despite how she may seem like it."
All Might sighs tiredly, wiping away the blood at the corner of his mouth.
"I'm sorry young Midoriya, but I can't let you do that. Not that I'm suspicious of young Bakugou's character, but I'm more worried that this information could put her life in danger."
Izuku had already thought of it that much, but the act of keeping something from his friend, of lying to her face about something really crucial weighed heavily on his chest. It doesn't sit well with him to lie to the person that had always supported him since he was young.
Not even his own mother had motivated him as hard as Kacchan.
She had always insisted that there is a place for him in the hero stage with the confidence of someone who knew that they had already won a million dollar bet.
"Stop moping and start running! If you don't start training now then how do you expect to be at the top with me! But of course, I'll top you even then!"
"I get it All Might, but I still don't like it."
"I know young Midoriya, but this is for your own good and for the safety of the people around you."
The weight on his chest still remained.
"If you are ever given a fucking chance to obtain your dreams, grab it, milk it, don't waste it. Hold onto it with your whole fucking being. If you ever fucking hesitate, I'll blow your asshole so wide that you would be able to shit easily. Don't think about everything else, fuck that, think about yourself and be selfish for once, you deserve it because it was fucking presented to you. You were given the chance because you were worthy, not because you were lucky."
At his moment of hesitation, Kacchan's words rung through his head. It was a casual conversation they had on one of their sleepovers. She was on his bed, dressed in his old All Might shirt, uncaring of how much it exposes her toned navel. Izuku was on the floor, carefully painting her toenails with Endeavor orange nail polish.
Izuku doesn't remember how that particular conversation came to be, but her words that night etched itself to his brain, a token that reminds him how lucky he was to have a friend like her.
"I guess I'll see you again tomorrow All Might."
"I'm glad, I'll be texting you the details."
Izuku nodded and watched the man walk away with a wave. Just look at that, he's going to be exchanging text with his idol! Hell, he even has his idol's number!
Don't worry Kacchan, I'll be grabbing this opportunity and I'll make the most of it. Just watch, I'll catch up to you soon.
"I'm home!"
Katsuki expected the quiet to answer back at her since her parents wouldn't be back until seven. But much to her surprise, she was suddenly ingulfed in a surprise tight hug. The smell of expensive flowery citrus perfume entered her nose coupled by the smell of pine.
"Kaa-san, Papa, let go! I fucking stink of sewer!"
The hold on her just got tighter and she couldn't hold back the wince from it. The embrace thankfully loosened.
"I don't care if you fucking stink! You almost fucking died out there!"
It took ten more seconds before the couple let go.
Hands flew to her cheeks right away "Izuku texted us and told us what happened, so we dropped everything and came quickly to the sight but you weren't there, so we left and came home to wait for you." Kaa-san explained it all in one breath, red eyes roaming Katsuki's face, looking for any sign that she was injured. She clicked her tongue when she saw the state of Katsuki's hair. "Are you okay Baby? Did you even get medical attention? The heroes said you left before getting one. We should really go to the hospital, Masaru?"
"I'll have the car ready."
Katsuki sighed, touched by their obvious concern.
"I don't need to go to the hospital, they're just bruises. And before you guys ask, the reason why I didn't get checked because mainly, I was pissed at everyone for not properly saving me and for shitting on Deku, which mind you, did the saving with the help of All Might." She rolled her eyes when her mother was about to interrupt, her lips mouthing a silent 'All Might?'. Thankfully, her Pa gets it and gestures at her to continue. "Secondly, there were a lot of people gawking at me, too many cameras,too many media people and too many men with cameras. And my clothes were fucking thrashed, I'm even missing a bra cup. They were all looking at me in a none funny way."
A sharp look entered her father's eyes and her mother cursed aloud.
"Don't worry, I told them that I'll sue them if my face shows up on TV. It was a pretty compromising position after all."
"Understandable dear, smart move." A large warm hand settled on her right shoulder. "Go take a bath and we'll talk more later. Don't worry about cooking, I'll make your favorite spicy curry, we'll apply a bruise cream later and a massage, is that okay Princess?"
Tiredly, Katsuki gave a wan smile. The only one who has the privilege of ever calling her a Princess will always belong to her father, either from the past or from the present.
"More than okay, thanks a bunch. Fucking love you both."
Her mother sniffed, a bit of tears in her eyes.
"And we fucking love you too, Baby. Now go, we're all stinking up the genkan."
After an hour or so bath which includes getting an immediate short hair cut, using up all her available mouth wash to get rid of the fucking awful taste and then some scrubbing the hell out of her flesh 'till she's pink and raw.
Katsuki went out of her own bathroom feeling refreshed and now she's enjoying a good bowl of extra spicy beef curry made by her Pa, all of them eating in the living room 'cause why not? What's more, her Kaa-san went out to get her favorite tub of ice cream – fucking rocky road, hell yeah! – that they would be having for dessert later.
Damn, they do be spoiling me in this household. And I love it.
An open palm meets the low table, jostling every utensil in it. If her Kaa-san was to have her quirk, she'd probably exploded the table by now. Her Papa immediately shuts the TV off, the frown in his face just shows how upset he was by the news that just aired.
"THEY JUST FUCKIN' WATCHED YOU?! WHAT THE FUCK AM I EVEN PAYING TAXES FOR?! IM'MA FUCKING THROW HANDS AT THESE BITCHES WHEN I SEE THEM! IGNORING MY BABY'S LIFE LIKE THAT!"
"Honey, your blood pressure."
"I don't give a shit right now!" Kaa-san continued with a lower voice, thankfully settling her bowl down before it could fully spill.
Papa followed suit because he knows how his wife gets.
"Darling did you see that? Did you see that bullshit?" Kaa-san pointed at the blank TV screen, taking hold of his shirt collar.
"Yes Honey, I saw it too and I'm just as upset as you are."
"I've never seen such huge bullshit in my life! And that's saying something because I spent my childhood in a fucking farm!"
"I know Honey, I know. But let's all calm down shall we."
Katsuki placed down her own bowl, just in time too, because she's now in a plateful of boobs.
"Kaa-san, not too tight your gonna suffocate me."
The hold loosened but didn't go away. A hand started carding through her newly cut hair. Katsuki doesn't know what's with long hair but it just doesn't work for her, shit tends to happen to her. Last time, it was the main reason why she's been taken hostage by the stupid bank robbers and ended up getting blown to bits with them.
Kaa-san had to cut her hair because of how unsalvageable Toxic Muk had turned it into. So effectively, her spiky mid back hair was reduced to a short undercut, it works and she looks hella fine. She'd talk with her Kaa-san about getting an X etched into both sides of her head and for evening out her hair further, so she got a salon appointment right away scheduled to nine in the morning.
"Oh Katsu, you must've been so scared."
Yeah, I thought I was gonna die.
"Honey?"
"Yes Darling?"
"We should sue those heroes and get compensation for Katsu. They should've done a better job."
"Damn right Honey, nobody makes our Baby feel threatened to the point where she thought she was gonna die."
"I said that out loud, didn't I?"
"You did." The couple answered in unison.
Katsuki contemplated whether she should let them be or become the voice of reason. Unfortunately, being the voice of reason is much needed than anything else.
"Ya don't have to sue them." She sighed. The headache was finally rearing its head at her. "It's not even their fault. It was the fucking sewer bastard's fault." Katsuki separates her face from her mother's cushion like boobs, to peer at her parents with glaring red eyes. "You guys don't have to blow it up out proportion, you'll probably lose on the court too because those hero extras probably have backing somewhere. You guys are just gonna waste your money on shit you guys wouldn't even win at. Anyways, I'm fine now. Just need to eat, rest and a good fucking massage."
Another, much larger hand joined in with her mother's in playing with her hair, Katsuki is basically on her mother's lap now and she doesn't give a damn. Her Kaa-san is warm and soft, so sue her for wanting that in her few moments of weakness.
So what if she's a fucking lap cat at the moment, nobody needs to fucking know.
"Princess, money isn't wasted if we spend it with your well-being in mind. You're worth more than any money we have, and if that's what you really wish, then we wouldn't be suing anybody. We just want you safe and happy."
Damn, I love this family so fucking much.
Katsuki closed her eyes for a minute, giving one last squeeze to her Kaa-san before she lets go and slids back to her seat.
"Cool, let's continue eating. The food's not gonna eat itself and I want my damn ice cream."
"Of course Katsu, I bought it just for you."
Damn, I really do love this fucking family.
A/N: Hoho! Thank you to those who commented and encourage me to continue writing this. Bakugou is starting to become my comfort character where I can channel my suppressed anger issues. Ya see, I bottle that shit up because I don't want issues to be blown out of proportions. You could say that this Katsuki is the less restrained anger that I have inside of 158 cm body.
Anyways, take care, drink lots of water and stay safe. Love you!~