Dumbass || Bakugo Katsuki ||✔

Chapter 8

Yesterday was a nightmare, I carried Bakugo to the bathroom and had to brush his teeth for him, he continuously screaming 'harder!'

I was pretty sure everyone could hear it from outside. So yes, it was embarrassing.

That was it, today is Saturday and I don't have the energy to check on him but I have to since I'm technically to blame for his body.

"Goodmor-" I opened the door to see him lifting weights with his usual gremlin face. "H-How?!" I barely said, shocked. This man was one strong gremlin.

"Dumbass, you overexaggerated." He said over his shoulder, his smirk radiating his overwhelming pride.

"How annoying," I muttered under my breath and shut the door.

After everything I did for him yesterday, he still insults me. Two can play at that game. Every time I see him I'll call him gremlin. A touch starved gremlin at that.

Kirishima had reminded him that I owed him ice cream so I'd go visit dad first then meet him at the mall. Jirou and Denki were joining us.

I dressed in my oversized graphic Tee and black skirt. Dad should be at home marking tests or sleeping.

If he was, I'd just do a little cleaning up for him. Plus I missed Myowmyow. She was pretty much the most considerate yet annoying cat ever.

The walk home did burn off a lot of steam but I was used to it, a training method dad told me to try was putting weighted clothes on and run around. Sure it hurt for a good while but I got so much faster. I was pissed off at dad when I was a kid for training me like that... but now I'm thankful.

At last, in front of me was the tidy grey home I grew up in, not a noise to be heard. It was a quiet neighbourhood, no one knew dad as much as they knew All Might.

When I entered, I could see him fast asleep on the couch with Myowmyow napping on top of him. She's too heavy for that.

I shook my head at the grey cat as she wasn't a little girl anymore, she was big now and besides, I want dad to breathe well while he sleeps.

So I reached out for the sleeping kitty, instantly waking her up. She gave me a glare and I cocked my brow at her. "Don't give me sass." A harsh meow made me flinch but I still carried her to the bed.

"We bought you such a comfortable bed- yet you always end up sleeping on our chests!" I scolded, gently putting her down on it.

Her twinkly brown eyes softened and she licked her paw as if she wasn't interested in me. "And don't try the silent treatment." I huffed, tickling her chin, "Cute fat fluff ball." She purred.

Finally, I left to clean the kitchen. Picking up empty ramen cups and dropping utensils into the sink. He never has time for anything... I wish he'd see how important he is to the world and maybe even save himself.

"Love?" The moment he spoke I froze. "Dad, can we talk"- my ears twitched as I could hear him slip off the couch and take slow footsteps into the kitchen.

"You're doing surprisingly well for your first week." I swiftly turned around, my gaze meeting with his bloodshot eyes.

His hand landed on my head, ruffling my raven hair. "Dad..." I bit my lip, feeling the same attachment anxiety as I did in the dorms.

All I could smell those nights was the burning wood scent that lingered on my father. The silence crushed me but I knew it was comforting for dad, it was considered a privilege for him

"I- I missed you!" I wasted no time in hugging him, bursting into tears on his hero costume.

I didn't need to look at him to know that he was smiling. He knows about my attachment anxiety, he used to tell me that it'd go away as I grew older but I'm sixteen and it hasn't changed.

"Kid you've got to learn that I won't always be here..." At last his arms wrapped around me, it felt nice but it didn't help the river of tears pouring out of my eyes.

"But I-I'm always having those nightmares! A-And today the invisible man in my dream slit my throat!" I wept, going into the ugly-crying stage.

Every girl's worst fear- honestly no girl truly feared it, you'd be too busy crying about some dumb shit to realise.
At this point, dad is used to it. I refuse to cry in front of anyone but him.

"You're such a tough child to deal with aren't you?" He said, squatting to get a clear view of me.

"But this isn't what I wanted to talk about." I wiped my eyes with my sleeve, taking a deep breath to get the words right otherwise it would all come out as miserable gibberish.

"You never put yourself first, you're always tired and get like three hours of sleep a day, when I see you it feels like it's your last day on earth- I can't have fun without worrying about you!" I burst again.

After calming myself down, I observed his face. No matter how hard I tried, I couldn't read his expression. How would he react? By softly hitting my head? Ignoring me and changing the subject?

"At this point, even uncle Mic looks more mentally stable than you do," I added with a sniffle, starting to feel impatient.

"I'm sorry"-

"Don't apologise. Just please- go sleep. I'll handle everything for now, tomorrow go back to work- anything! Just get some sleep tonight."

He unexpectedly nodded and got up. I dried the last of my tears and grinned. Dad listened to me.

Before he could turn and leave, I pinched his cheeks and smiled. "Thanks."

"What did I tell you about the cheek pinching?" He squeezed mine with an unspeakable force, sure to leave my cheek scarlet red.

"Ow! Ow! I'm sorry!"

Authors note:

Girl I need to revise- I'm out here writing fanfics as if I don't have GCSEs in a few months 💀😭

I was having trouble creating a good cover for this fanfiction so I'm sorry if it's ugly LmAO