💀Bakugou Oneshots (Book 3)💀

🧡Pecan Pie (1/2)

Song: Falling Down- Lil Peep & XXXTENTACION

TW: Abusive relationship, swearing

Abusive Kiri to Baku, DekuBaku

Pecan Pie 1/2

Bakuogu sat on the couch, his legs tucked up and towards the side a bit. His engagement ring clinked against the now cold cup of tea in his hand. There were bags under the blond's eyes from not sleeping correctly for the last 3 years.

The house was eerily silent and sometimes gave a shuddering sigh as if it were bored. Katsuki looked down into the cup of cold tea and closed his eyes.

Slam! Katsuki jerked up and his eyes shot open. Kirishima walked into the living room of the small house they own together.

"Welcome home Ei!" Katsuki forcefully smiled with a creepy fake cheerfulness in his voice.

"Shut up slut." Katsuki flinched at the harshness in Kirishima's voice. Where did the honey-smooth voice of the Eijirou he once knew go? When the two were back in highschool Eijirou loved to whisper sweet nothings into Katsuki's ear, reassuring the blond that the redhead loved him.

Katsuki nodded and looked back into the cold cup of tea still in his hands. Eijirou stumbled past the living room and into the master bedroom, slamming the door behind him. Katsuki sighed in relief as the tense air loosened a bit.

Katsuki slowly stood up, he was sore from sitting in that position too long but he didn't care. He took care of his teacup and walked down the hallway past the master bedroom.

He opened the door of the guest room and quietly closed the door behind him, afraid Eijirou could hear his every move. He gingerly sat on the bed and leaned back onto it.

He moved to his side and shifted to place his head on the pillow. He looked out the window into the neighborhood that was lit up like fairy lights in a garden.

Eijirou was abusive, Katsuki knew that. He lived with his mum for 18 years of his life and hated it. Eijirou never physically hurt Katsuki, it was all emotional. Never once did Eijirou lay a hand on Katsuki negatively, but he hurt Katsuki negatively in other ways...more powerful ways...

When Kirishima first confessed in the second year Katsuki was ecstatic, he didn't show it though. Katsuki accepted and the two started dating. Their high school years were magic, and after graduation was too.

They were 4 years into their relationship when Kiri proposed. Katsuki actually shed a tear or two and said yes. He was over the moon with happiness to be marrying Eijirou.

Their first year of engagement went wonderfully if you count the occasional insult Kiri would throw at Katsuki. Katsuki only took them as jokes, as the two playfully insulted each other a bunch.

Soon those insults escalated, they weren't just insults anymore. They were like rules inscribed onto the ash blond's delicate body that he would always believe and follow.

Katsuki moved onto his back and held up his hand with the smooth engagement ring on. He glared at it but could not bring himself to remove it. It was a curse, an evil curse upon him taunting him screaming at him that he would always belong to Eijirou.

The small band seemed to shimmer in the small amount of moonlight that pooled into the room. Did he deserve this treatment?

"Who am I kidding...I always deserve it..." Katsuki mumbled to himself as his hand dropped to the bed.

Katsuki stared at the ceiling counting any small imperfections he could find. He counted in his head, anything he could do to get his mind off the depressing topic of his abusive fiance. Before Katsuki knew it, he fell asleep. It was a peaceful slumber, the first one in years that he's gotten.

The sun glared through the window blinding Katsuki as he woke up. It was 7 AM on a Saturday, and Katsuki wished it was Monday. If it were Monday Katsuki would be at work, and away from Eijirou.

"Katsuki!" Katsuki whimpered at the shout that echoed through the house.

Katsuki's blissful night had ended and would be till 10 PM rolled around when Eijirou went out drinking with his friends. Not Kami or Mina, or any of class 1-A. Different people, people Katsuki hated and was disgusted in. He didn't dare tell Eijirou that, he'd be sitting in the guest bathroom silently crying for the next month if he did that.

"Here goes nothing," Katsuki mumbled as he got up and silently made his way into the living room.

"Took you long enough bitch." Kirishima growled as he read a newspaper on the couch.

"Yes, Eijirou?" Katsuki said with fake cheeriness.

"The house is a mess, clean it," Kirishima demanded.

"Yes, Eijirou," Katsuki mumbled as he walked to the small cleaning supply closet in the hall.

Katsuki looked around the house, it was practically spotless besides his used teacup from last night in the sink. Katsuki grabbed his supplies and started to clean.

He swept, scrubbed the floor, scrubbed the kitchen, cleaned out the fridge, vacuumed the living room, cleaned Eijirou's room, and cleaned his room.

Slam! Eijirou was gone, Katsuki real quickly finished the last of the cleaning and put his supplies away. He dashed into Eijirou's room and grabbed a small object off the dresser.

He dashed to the living room and powered on the phone he grabbed. The screen was cracked and the once bright orange case was now a dull dirtied rust color.

No one had texted him, as expected. He pulled up a certain greenette's contact info and pressed the call button. He bit his nails as the phone rang.

"Hello?" Izuku Midoriya spoke into the phone.

"Izuku?" Katsuki said.

"Kacchan?" Izuku asked in disbelief.

"Yeah it's me, I can't talk for long. Eijirou will be home soon." Katsuki said as his eyes widely glanced at the front door.

"Kacchan, what's wrong?" Izuku asked worriedly. SLAM! Izuku was very worried now, "Kacchan!?!"

"I gotta go, pecan pie is my favorite, did you know that?" Katsuki said shakily and Izuku's eyes widened as tears gathered in them.

The line disconnected and Izuku's phone fell from his hand and onto his mattress.

Pecan Pie 1/2