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"OI! POOFBALL!" As if on cue, you snapped your head to the direction you heard your spikey haired friend call you from. Poofball was one of the nicknames he gave you. You come into class with your hair tied up once and suddenly your poofball. Cute.
"Yo."
"You're coming to my place so we can work on that assignment!"
Assignment? You certainly did not remember if there were any new assignments that you needed to do over the weekend, but you didn't want to miss an assignment either. The moment your grades started to slip, you'd never hear the end of it from Mom.
"Aight, see you later then?"
"Yeah."
Truth be told, there was never an assignment. To be completely honest, Katsuki lied about having an assignment. He just wanted you to spend time with him. He would never admit it, but he was too shy(and everything else, really) to ask you. So instead of saying: "Hey, Y/n wanna hang?" he had to make up a reason why. See, he really liked you, but he'd never admit that, either. He'd never hear the end of it from the squad. Well, at least you agreed to hang out with him. That was the first obstacle.
The second was the old hag.
Would she like you? Most definitely. Then she'd tell you all of his embarrassing moments and pull out old baby and toddler photos.
He'd stop that from happening.
Hopefully.
It didn't take much to convince your parents to go over to Bakugou's house. You assured you'd be back before it got to late and your mom told you if you wanted to get picked up to just call her. You walked the 15 minutes or so to the Bakugou residence and braced yourself. You never met his mom or dad before, so you didn't know what to expect. Were they going to like you? Do they even know you're a girl?
"Relax Y/n, everything'll be fine, just relax. I'm sure his parents are nice."
Which would be odd considering how abrasive he could be.
Mustering all of your courage, rapped at the door with you knuckles, your bracelets colliding with each other and bouncing up and down your wrist.
"KATSUKI! GET THE DAMN DOOR!"
"OKAY HAG!"
You anxiously clutched your backpack strap the way a white woman clutches her purse when alone with a black person in the elevator. A moment later, the door swings open to reveal an irritated looking Katsuki. He seemed slightly tense.
"Well hurry up and let her in already, boy!" A loud and eager voice called. That must be mama Bakugou, you made a mental note of that.
"Hi, you must be Y/n. I'm Katsuki's father, and this is my wife," a more polite voice came from the dining room table. Dad. At least he's normal
You waved shyly towards his parents and began to slide your shoes off, leaving them at the door.
"So, this little twerp finally brings home a girl," his mom started. "And she's gorgeous!" You blushed slightly, & you could hear a low but audible growl erupt from the pit of Katsuki's throat. "Come on now, don't be shy! Put your bag down by the door and have some of these cookies I just bought! That little shit over there ain't gonna eat 'em!"
"Hag! We got an assignment to do-"
"It can wait, it's the weekend! And besides-I wanna get to know your little friend!"
