Mending one another.

🧡chapter seven💚

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𝙇𝙖𝙩𝙚𝙧 𝙩𝙝𝙖𝙩 𝙚𝙫𝙚𝙣𝙞𝙣𝙜...

3𝓻𝓭 𝓹𝓮𝓻𝓼𝓸𝓷 𝓿𝓲𝓮𝔀:

Bakugo quitely crept into his bedroom it was after midnight and he didn't want to wake up the boy or he'd have to hear his constant whining at least that's the reason he gave himself.
He looked over at his black and orange theme bed noticing a small bulge in the middle of his bed.

'Is that Izuku?'

Bakugo asked himself.

'That's way to small to be him it almost looks to be animal size... '

Bakugo thought to himself as he gently lifted the blankets up just enough so he could peek inside.

Sure enough a green bush of hair appeared.
Izuku.
Bakugo lifted the blankets up a little more to see the Greenette was curled into a ball.
He would of thought Izuku was dead if he hadn't seen his back moving up and down indicating he was breathing.

'Damn boy is taking up the whole bed sleeping there. '

Bakugo thought to himself as he pondered on how to approach this situation.
He could simply push the sleeping boy off and that be that he'd wake up and fine somewhere else to sleep while Bakugo gets his bed back.
Now call it the little bit of beer still in his system but he didn't want to hurt the boy anymore then he already has at least not tonight which is why he was telling himself  it's the beer in his system that's causing him to feel that way.
After all he never cared before rather or not his 'toys' were alright.

Bakugo slowly scooted the Greenette to the left side of the bed trying his best not to wake him up which seemed to work up till he laid himself down and Izuku's green eyes popped open.

"Sssh go back to sleep."

Bakugo whispered trying to sound harsh but it ended up sounding like he was trying to make a baby smile.

Izuku quickly wrapped his arms around Bakugo using him as a body pillow, his half asleep mind wasn't even thinking about who he was hugging.

'What the hell!'

Bakugo thought to himself feeling anger start to pile up into his stomach.

Izuku hummed before sniffing the air a little.

"You smell like father. "

Izuku whispered slowly pushing Bakugo away now and facing the other way.

"Why you little-"

"Father? "

Bakugo repeated Izuku's words in a questioning manner.

"You said no one would care if your gone."

"Which means no one is alive to care. "

"So you fucking lied to me. "

Bakugo was now speaking in a deathly low tone a tone he doesn't use often.

Izuku turned around not fully grasping at the fact Bakugo was angry just at the fact that he was called a liar.

"I did not lie to you, you meanie! "

Izuku half yelled while tugging the blankets up over his head.