In The Spotlight [Indefinite Hiatus]

Chapter 21

Kirishima's POV
We pulled up to a nice home in a suburban area. Any ounce of confidence that I had before completely exited my body and went on a family vacation with the wife and kids.

Katsuki placed his hand on mine.

"Why are you so nervous? It's just my parents."

"I can't help it! What if they don't like me?" He looked at me as if that was the dumbest thing anyone had ever said to him. I rolled my eyes and got out of the car. I shuffled over to him and grasped firmly onto his hand as we got closer to the single step leading up to the opening of his childhood home.

This was kind of surreal. Well, these past couple of months have been surreal, but thinking about this situation specifically is bizarre. After meeting my favorite rapper by chance at my job, he ended up reciprocating my feelings, decided we should date in secret, and now I'm about to meet his parents. See? Pretty fucking bizarre.

He pulled out a key and unlocked the door. My nerves were going haywire, making me squeeze his hand a little tighter. He opened the door and walked in with me clinging tightly to his side.

"We're here!" He called for his parents. Footsteps quickly scampered toward us. A woman with ash blonde hair rounded the corner with a proud smile. Wow. Kat looked exactly like her. The apple really didn't fall that far from the tree. I also have to admit that Kaminari was right. She is a milf. Although that also feels biased since I'm dating her son.

"Katsuki!" She rushed over to her son and gave him a tight hug. He made a face, but slightly hugged her back. "How nice of you to finally visit your parents," she teased. She pulled away and immediately looked at me. Her eyes sparkled as she studied me with a bright smile. "Masaru, hurry up! He's here!"

A man, who I'm assuming is Masaru, came around the same corner. I could see what features Katsuki got from him. Kaminari didn't say that his dad was attractive too. Kat got the best of both worlds in a sense.

Just like his wife, Katsuki's father greeted his son with a warm hug, this one including pats on the back. He stepped back and stood with his wife, both now smiling at me. His mother made a wafting motion toward Kat.

"Go on, Katsuki. Introduce us!" Kat sighed and rolled his eyes. He grabbed my hand, interlocking our fingers, which made my face heat up and turn red in an instant.

"Ei, this is the old hag, Mitsuki, and my old man, Masaru. Hag, old man. This is Eijirou Kirishima... my boyfriend." His cheeks were tinted pink and he was looking toward the wall, avoiding eye contact.

"It's alright, son. You don't have to be embarrassed," his father reassured with a kind smile.

"Shut up."

His mother came up and hugged me with the same warmth that she greeted her son with. When she pulled away, she cupped my face then traveled down my shoulders and squeezed my arms.

"Katsuki, why didn't you tell me he was so handsome?!"

"Honey..." Masaru smiled shyly.

"Stop groping my boyfriend," Kat huffed.

"Oh hush, I'm not groping him. How do you deal with him?" She asked looking at me.

"Not without some difficulty," I chuckled nervously. She laughed, placing a her hand on my shoulder.

"I like him already," she smiled to her husband. The sound of a timer went off somewhere deeper in the house. Masaru nodded in agreement with Mitsuki then snuck away to tend to whatever they were making. "I hope you like curry," she said as she followed after her husband.