warning: bullying, mentions of depressing and suicidal thoughts/tendencies, heavy angst
✧༚ this is a one-shot ✧༚
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When raindrops fell down from the sky
The day you left me, an angel cried
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˚✧₊⁎| 落下オン耳が聞こえない耳 | ⁎⁺˳✧༚
𝓢𝓲𝓵𝓮𝓷𝓬𝓮crammed the luxurious villa that the youthful teen named home. Reclining on the larger-than-life couch, a blonde sat patiently. A small stuffed whale in his lap as he fidgeted with it's beak.
The fences of the residence had opened up. A woman and male walking in looking irritated than ever. A petite young woman pursuing them both. Her heels dragging against the polished flooring.
"Mitsuki has an appointment at five later tonight, and Masaru has an appointment at eight later tonight. Then, we have—"
"Can you move my appointment from five to six?" Mitsuki bluntly implored as she and her husband stopped abruptly. The assistant almost slamming into them.
Wanting to get some food, the teen boy stood up. Strolling around the settee, he sighted his mother and father. Both of which were infuriated at something evolving around work.
The lad strolled over to the two. Heaving at his mom's blazer, he grinned. "Katsuki, not now. I'm busy."
Katsuki couldn't hear what she said. So, he tugged on her blazer again. And when he saw Mitsuki wasn't reimbursing any psyche towards him, he tugged again. And again. And again.
With a frantic shriek, Mitsuki veered towards Katsuki. Prying his hand off of her coat, she swiveled her palm back and slammed it across his skin. The unbearable noise of bones against cartilage made the capacity itself reverberate.
Katsuki's skull was swerved to the side. About to open his jaw, Mitsuki seated a finger over it. "Don't even say a word. You can't even talk properly with that stupid disability of yours."
Undoubtedly, Katsuki Bakugo was deaf due to a defection at birth and then constant use of his quirk. Mitsuki and Masaru weren't too delighted to find this out.
Shutting his lips, Katsuki caressed tightly on his stuffy, Mitsuki sneered. Turning back to her attendant, she inhaled.
"Take Katsuki to his room will you?" The associate quickly nodded her head. Resting a silky hand on Katsuki's shoulder, she signalized for him to pursue her.
"Food..." A hearable crack of a voice was heard. Katsuki didn't understand how to properly regulate his quantity degree.
Only when his hearing aids were actually in.
Mitsuki and Masaru both swerved their heads to confront the blonde pointing to his mouth. Snatching Katsuki's wrist, Mitsuki grumbled.
