"and it's like snow at the beach, weird, but fuckin' beautiful" -Snow on the beach by Taylor swift, Lana del Rey
What happens when an uptight and aggressive hero in training meets a girl sobbing on the sand underneath the moonlight.
What on earth i...
As I walked towards Bakugo's house for dinner my excitement was mixed with a growing sense of anxiety. I hadn't put two and two together that Bakugo's mother the woman who had him bring ME flowers in the hospital was also the woman who was my favorite designers in all of japan. With every step, my mind raced with thoughts of how the evening was going to unfold, fearing I might say something stupid or mess up my introduction.
By the time I got to his gate my heart was pounding out of my chest. I've never actually been to a 'normal' families home for dinner, only families who were pro heroes and worked along side Endeavour. Sure his parents were famous but pro's have a very different family dynamic.
I opened the white picket fence and made my way up the stairs to the porch and knocked on the front door. I shook my nerves off and heard a feminine voice scream 'KATSUKI YOUR FRIEND IS HERE OPEN THE FUCKING DOOR!'
My eyes widened at the harsh voice scream and got even more nervous. 'SHUT UP YOU OLD HAG SHE IS NOT MY FRIEND! I immediately identified that voice as Bakugo. The sound of a door slamming was followed by stomping. Suddenly the front door flow open to reveal a pissed off Bakugo dressed in a black t-shirt with a skull on it, green cargo's and black slippers.
"Hey Firecracker, thank you for inviting me to dinner." I smiled at the ash blonde guy in front of me. He narrowed his eyes and said "I didn't." before putting his hand on my shoulder and pushed me inside. I just let him not about to argue with the explosive teen. "Katsuki! Don't be rude to our guest!" A woman who I assume was his mother said from behind him with a stern expression.
She gently pushed Bakugo aside and stepped forward with a warm motherly smile. "I'm so sorry about him dear, I'm Mitsuki Bakugo. It's lovely to meet you. I'll get you a pair of slippers." I smiled at her and said a quick 'thank you' before bending down to take of my doc's and set them beside the door. Bakugo left to go into the living room leaving me at the door way waiting for Mrs. Bakugo to come back with slippers.
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I look around taking in the house taking in the homey feeling. It was warm, comforting, loving. The complete opposite of what my house felt like. A smile came across my face thinking about how comforting this place felt.
Mrs. Bakugo soon came back down the stairs with a pair of black slippers and a smile on her face. She comes up to me and hands me the slippers and says "These should work hun, my husband should be home any minute you can make yourself at home. The brat is in the living room you can hang out in there with him until dinner is finished. Also what would you like me to call you?" I smiled back at her and said "Thank you Mrs. Bakugo, My name is Y/n Todoroki but feel free to call me Y/n."
"You are just the sweetest girl I don't know how you handle that brat. Also call me Mitski sweetie no need to be formal here." She joked as we went into the living room.
"Okay then Mitski it is, and he isn't so bad, he can be nice in his own way." I replied smiling, she looked shocked that I talked of him positively.
"You are an angel, he definitely needs someone like you in his life." I smiled at her words and looked into the living room seeing Bakugo on one of their couches on his phone. While Mitsuki went to the kitchen to finish preparing dinner I sat down on the couch vertical to Bakugo not wanting to be in his personal space. He glanced up at me with probably the calmest face I've seen on him before looking back down to his phone.
