Under His Skirt (BakuDeku)

Eight - Sweet Apologies

Inko sighed softly, knocking on her son's bedroom door. With no response, she decided to walk in. Her eyes landed on a bundle of blankets on her son's bed, wrapped around a certain freckled male. She sat down on the edge of the bed, gently tapping the greenette's shoulder. 

"Izuku? Are you hungry? You haven't eaten anything in a week. I can't tolerate this anymore- You'll starve!" The woman spoke, worried. She watched as her son shook his head. 

"I'm not hungry, mom. I promise. I just feel sick." He mumbled softly. Inko frowned, aware of the situation that had went down, the week prior. Since then, her son had stayed home and hadn't eaten anything. He hadn't drunk anything either and it was making the woman quite worried. 

"Please, sweetie. You're unwell. Just eat something- Anything. For me?" She asked, hesitantly. 

"I'm not hungry, mom." Izuku repeated, shifting in his blankets. The woman sighed, looking down to the mug she had brought into his bedroom. It contained nothing but soup, which she used to give him during fevers as a child. 

"I'll leave this here for you, then. Please eat some." She mumbled, placing the cup on the corner of Izuku's nightstand. She picked up a plate containing the previous meal she had brought him, which he hadn't even touched, before walking out his bedroom. 

She made her way down to the kitchen, throwing out the stale food before preparing to do the dishes. Her mind ran off to her son once more, worry building up inside her. Inko wasn't sure how to comfort her son during this tough situation, knowing he was hurting from Katsuki's dirty trick. She still believed it was some sort of misunderstanding, since she had met the blonde a few times before. He didn't seem to be the type to hurt someone this way. It just didn't make sense. 

Her thoughts were suddenly interrupted by a silent knock occurring on her front door. She turned, walking towards the source of the noise before opening the door slightly. Her eyes landed on a familiar blonde teenager, nervously smiling at her. 

"Hello, miss Midoriya. Is Izuku home?" He questioned, looking down. The woman thought for a few moments, unsure of whether or not she should let her son come into contact with someone he was trying to avoid. After all, Katsuki was the reason the greenette had missed over a week of school and was sticking to his bed. She eventually made up her mind, letting Katsuki inside her home. There was only one way to solve this problem, and it was to hit it head on. There was no avoiding this. 

"He's in his bedroom." She spoke, watching as the teen Alpha took off his sneakers and made his way up the stairs. 

It didn't take long before Katsuki reached Izuku's bedroom door, which was opened wide. He peeked inside, spotting his friend curled up on his bed. He decided to knock gently, stepping inside. There was no reaction from the Omega whatsoever, so the blonde decided to speak up. 

"Hey." He mumbled, earning a jolt from the bundle of blankets. His friend's freckled yet tired face soon appeared, a shocked expression stamped across it. 

"What're you doing here?" The Omega's raspy voice questioned. Katsuki smirked shyly as Izuku cleared his throat. 

"I want to talk to you, about what happened, last Friday." The blonde shrugged, earning a long whine from the other. 

"Go away. I don't want to see you, jackass." Izuku mumbled, rolling over to face the other way. A part of his back was visible, showing the greenette's bare torso and his joggings. Katsuki's heart ached at the sight, since he wasn't used to seeing his friend wearing such clothing. He felt as if he needed to apologize for what happened, the week prior, even though he knew it wasn't his fault. 

"Look- I never told anybody about anything." The blonde hesitantly spoke, taking a seat on the far edge of the bed. He looked over to the smaller boy, who was still hidden in the pile of fabric. 

"The only reason why I kept going to school after that, was because I wanted to figure out what the hell happened. I got picked on a lot because of... Being trans. But you know what? It was all worth it. Because I found out that all this was a misunderstanding. Monoma is the one that spread the rumors about you. He just so happened to be at the same mall as us, the last time he went shopping. He saw you dressed that way and decided to tell everybody about it and try to jeopardize our friendship. It actually hurts to know that you believed that jerk instead of believing me. Heck, you've known him longer than I have, and even I know that he's an ass." Bakugou explained, eyes glued to the floor. Tears threatened to fall as he looked over to Izuku, who hadn't budged at all. He waited for a few moments, before looking down again. "I just wanted to let you know." He muttered as he stood up. The blonde made his way towards the doorway, expecting the greenette to stop him any moment. He wasn't mad at Izuku, at all. All he wanted was to hear him apologize. That was all. But he heard nothing. Nothing at all. 

The blonde Alpha made his way down the stairs once again, crossing the Omega's mother. 

"How did it go?" Inko asked, smiling softly at the saddened teen. She watched as Katsuki shrugged, stuffing on his shoes again. 

"He didn't say much. I'm sorry for bothering you, miss Midoriya. Tell the same to Izuku, please." Bakugou spoke, walking out the door. Inko watched as the teen made his way down their driveway, a sudden lump forming in her throat. He and Izuku had been best friends in such a short time, she was sure they'd be friends forever. But the fact that their friendship had to be ruined in such a way hurt her a lot. The woman sighed, looking down to her hands. She wondered if this was truly just a misunderstanding, and all of this could be fixed. 

She flinched; her thoughts interrupted by loud banging behind her. She turned, spotting her son running down the stairs and nearly tripping out the door. She didn't have the time to tell him to put on shoes, or a shirt. She simply watched in shock, outside the window as Izuku stopped the blonde from walking off onto the sidewalk. She couldn't hear what was said between them but could see her son cry heavily as he gripped onto Katsuki's arms. 

Bakugou looked down to the freckled male's hands, soft sobbing occurring from the Omega in front of him. 

"I'm sorry. I really am. If only I knew this was all- His fault. I'm so sorry, Kacchan. Please forgive me, I never meant to- I'm sorry. Oh my God- This is all my fault-" Izuku sobbed, shaking from the shock. Katsuki couldn't help but smile wide to the words he'd be dying to hear for the past week. He pulled his friend into a hug, rubbing his hands over the freckled male's warm back. 

"It's fine. I forgive you. I would've done the same, in your shoes." The blonde replied, feeling his shirt getting damp from Izuku's tears. He pulled the small male away from his chest, chuckling softly. "Just- Come back to school. I'm tired of sitting alone at lunch time." He laughed, making Izuku beam a smile. The Omega giggled softly, wiping away the flowing tears. He nodded, thinking he's surely return to school and face the bullies on Monday morning. He looked up again, meeting crimson orbs. 

"Yeah- I'll go back to school." He giggled softly, without letting go of Katsuki's arms. 

Meanwhile, Inko awed at the sight of her son's emotional make-up. She knew they were friends again; it was quite obvious. They had hugged and laughed together, which meant good news. She couldn't help but smile knowing things would most likely work out. She kept looking, expecting them to part ways any moment, and seeing her son come back into her front door. But this moment was postponed and replaced by something quite more shocking. 

Izuku's mother couldn't help but let her jaw drop as she watched her son share his first kiss, right there at the end of her driveway.