The Quirkless At U.A. (Student Reader x Aizawa)

Chapter 34.

A wild west standoff. That is the best way I could describe the, uh, less than desirable situation right now. Aizawa stood at the door ready to throw hands, Katsuki was standing at the nightstand holding the picture, and I was between them.

"Aizawa. Shut the door." I said, never taking my eyes off the angry blonde boy. He obliged, slowly pushing it closed.

"I KNEW something real weird was happening between you two. Are you a fucking pedophile or something?" Katsuki growled at Aizawa with venom in his voice.

"What- no, I'm 20, you idiot!!" I replied in Aizawa's place.

"You a fucking creep then? You like high school girls?!" Katsuki started to approach Aizawa, hands at the ready.

"Bakugo... It's not like that. Calm down-" Aizawa started, before the blonde interrupted him.

"DON'T TELL ME TO FUCKING CALM DOWN!! My teacher's a fucking creep, and he's living with us!! Is he forcing you to do 'stuff'?" Katsuki turned to me.

"No, Jesus! Of course not!! And quiet down-" I tried to get him to lower his voice.

"I'LL BE AS LOUD AS I FUCKING WANT!! You're taking advantage of someone who just got fucking kidnapped. You like vulnerable girls, huh?!" He continued to scream at him.

"Katsuki, what are you even talking about!? That doesn't even make sense!" I went to go towards him, trying to get between them again.

"GET OUT THE DAMN WAY!!" He pushed past me, before I grabbed him and restrained him against the floor. Aizawa's eyes were glowing red and black locks flew above his head.

"Bakugo. Shut up, sit down, and listen to us." Aizawa instructed. Reluctantly, he relaxed. I let him go, as Aizawa's hair fell back down to his shoulders.

"Sorry I ain't got any furniture." I apologised, sitting on the floor. Katsuki sat on the bed, whilst our homeroom teacher was standing at the windowsill.

"Well, what's happening with you two then?" He asked, still very suspicious of Aizawa.

I proceeded to explain everything. Every little detail, from my mental health issues, my parents, getting kicked out, us two getting close, to when we finally got together.

"Shit... I had no idea you were going through anything like that." Katsuki ran a hand through his hair. I sighed, repositioning myself on the floor. Hardwood was uncomfortable on my ass.

"It's fine, dude. Don't worry about it. I didn't want anyone to have any idea." I stared down at the floor.

"I'm... sorry." He mumbled. Apologies were no easy feat for him, and not something he took lightly. I smiled sadly at him, seeing he looked genuinely sad. A tiny bit.

"So you aren't some creepy old guy then?" Katsuki turned to Aizawa. He seemed to be acting... protective, almost.

"No, Bakugo. And I'm 31. Not that old, I don't think..." He trailed off towards the end.

"Hmph. Fine. Just don't be a creep, or I'll kill you." He glared at the teacher.

"That won't be an issue." Aizawa put his face in his hands.

"Tell me if he does anything. I'll kill him." Katsuki threatened death upon him once more, turning to face me.

"I'd rather you didn't, but sure. Now isn't it past your bedtime?" I looked at the clock, reading 9:31pm. His eyes followed mine and groaned at the time.