Chapter 45-Dinner... and an awkward talk

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*Ochaco's POV*

"But... you're sure she wants to see me?" Deku tried calming me down by holding both of my arms. It was only this morning did he tell me that Mitsuki wanted to have us over for dinner, and it's all I've thought about since Friday has started. I couldn't even concentrate during training exercise.

"Ochaco, you'll be fine. She asks about you all the time, and she's been wanting to see you for ages."

"For ages? That makes it even worse."

"Why?"

"Because, when a mother wants to meet the girl her son is dating, she has to go as soon as possible. Because otherwise, it looks like the girl is trying to avoid them."

"Y'know she's not my actual mom." He says jokingly.

"Oh yeah, right. Sorry."

"Ochaco, she knows it's not like that. She speaks very highly of you. And I think you're forgetting, she's already met you, you'll be fine." He says while forcing me into a hug and kissing my forehead. I relax up a bit and try to decide what to wear. Oh gosh. I haven't been shopping in a while, and I don't have any nice clothes. And Deku has mentioned she works in fashion or something. I can't just wear anything. It needs to be nice. Maybe I can borrow someone else's outfit, or maybe Momo can make me a new one. No, she wouldn't use her powers like that, that's just selfish of me. I think... maybe this shirt with these trousers. Or should I wear a dress, would that be too form--- "OCHACO!"

"Ahhh! Deku! Don't scare me like that."

"Sorry, you weren't responding. Listen, you'll be fine. No matter what you wear you'll look beautiful," he says while gently pressing his lips on to mine. I fling my hands around his shoulder, and he places his on my waist, "You don't have to do this if you don't want to. We can schedule it for another day or something." He's so cute... and thoughtful. For all that he's done for me... and with my parents. This should be a breeze in comparison to what he had to face.

"No, it's fine. I'll do it." I say with determination in my eyes. I gaze into his deep viridian orbs and I see them twinkle in the light. So adorable. How did I get this lucky?

"I'll leave you to get ready. I'll be back in about half an hour."


After a bus and a train ride the three of us were standing before Bakugo's house. Deku goes up to knock on the door, and I go up to follow him. Bakugo walks behind us, and soon enough Mitsuki comes to open the door.

"Izuku! Hey, it's been so long."

"It's only been two weeks, Auntie," he jokes while she hugs him tightly. She turns to face me and grabs both of my hands,

"Hi, Mitsuki,"

"Hey, Uraraka! It's so nice to see you again." She then leans into a hug and whispers into my ear, "Thank you for taking care of him," I blush a little from embarrassment. She pulls away a little, still holding my shoulders. She looks down at my outfit and compliments it, which was relieving since I was still a little worried about the choice of clothes I wore. "Katsuki," She says turning her gaze to her son. He walks past all of us while saying,

"Hey...mom..." Mitsuki starts to look confused before she turns to the two of us,

"Is he... feeling alright?"

"Yeah... I think so, why?"

"He seems... calm." Deku and I take a moment to look at each other before giggling. We had agreed that we weren't going to talk to anyone else about what happened yesterday evening. Even in just one day, he seems to have changed quite a bit. He's definitely a lot calmer, and I can manage staying in a room with him without feeling the urge to slap him for all that he's done. "Alright, well. Come in. Don't want you both getting cold now do we?" Their house is so big. They even have a lobby like they do at the dorms. The décor was also really nice. It felt really modern and warm. Pretty much what a home looks like. She leads us into the living room, where Bakugo is already sitting, "Sit down, make yourselves at home. Dinner will be ready soon." I go to sit down opposite Bakugo, and I see Deku trailing behind Mitsuki,

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