Shit.
No. 'Shit' would be a understatement. Any swear or cuss word would be a understatement. I'm very sure that the majority of words in the Japanese dictionary would be a understatement.
Well, fuck.
"So~ Y/n was it?... how long have you know our little firecracker?". I believe it took every ounce of my existence, every single neuron and proton of each of my cells to not snort at the nickname 'firecracker'. I honestly would've laughed just a little if it wasnt for Katsuki next to me literally steaming from his ears- even his teeth were gnawing against each other.
Oh boy. He mad. Mad for this pus-
"Honey-y come on. The poor girl just woke up, at least let her eat first before you interrogate her".
Katsuki's mum and dad were almost like polar opposites. His mum -Mitsuki I think her name was- had spiked up blonde hair with a sharp complexion just like Katsuki's, even their eyes were similar. I can see where he gets well his everything from. He even looked somewhat like his dad even though he appeared more 'calm' than Katsuki.
Holy shit. His dad wears glasses. Katsuki with glasses. KATSUKI WITH GLAS- NOT INFRONT OF HIS PARENTS Y/N!
"Fine fine! Just can't believe he brought a girl home alive and not scared for life!"
"Pfft-" I held my hand over my mouth trying to not spit the orange juice across the table and scrumptious looking breakfast.
"You fucking hag-" Katsuki leaned up from the table. It actually looked like his jaw became unhinged- he was that mad. Like a deformed t-rex.
What the fuck is in this juice?
"Don't call me a fucking hag!!" Fuck. I continouslly glanced between Katsuki and his mum. Even in my family, I wouldn't dare call my mum or aunt hag or anything like that. With my hand no longer over mouth- I looked over to his dad. He saddily mouthed 'sorry' which I just nodded to and whispered, "its ok".
"Stop fucking embarrassing me infront of my girl-"
"We met in middle school!" You fucking idiot. I exclaimed with my hands slightly apart- I could already feel my face heating up all over again. With both their eyes wide, the pair looked down at before Mitsuki slumped into her chair. Katsuki still stood up, glared at me with a odd ferocity. I'm fucked and not in the way I wanted.
"Katsuki- please sit down, we'll stop teasing you" He groaned at his dad as he sat back down, his neck cranking over the chair with his head hanging over it. I'm pretty sure I'm dating a man-child. Letting out a small but amused scoff, I smiled at his parents once more.
"Go on then! Tell us how you lovebirds met!" Another annoyed groan from Katsushi. Katuski's mum was practically glowing with excitement unlike her husband, who honestly just looked interested in the girl his son brought home. I can't believe how different they are yet I can't say anything, me and Katsuki aren't exactly 'alike'.
"Well um- where to begin? I actually moved into his middle school class and first started to hang out with Izuku-"
"Izuku? Oh, haven't heard from him in a while. How is he?" Oh dear God. I had to mention 'Deku'.
"Don't talk about that shit-stick Deku-!!" Before anything could get even more awkward or violent -I don't know at this point- I wrapped my arms around Katsuki's neck bringing him closer to my head level.
"You're gonna start an arguement with your parents, you don't want that to happen while I'm here right?" I whispered into his ear which was consumed by his unruly hair.
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Fanfiction[[ UNDER EDITING // x Reader ]] "I won't just be a hero! I'll be someone who can make Mum proud!" Ever since a child Y/n L/n has always wanted to help the un-helped and overlooked however, she only received her quirk at 6, labelling herself as a lat...
