selfish | bakugo x reader

Chapter 14

After the invite, Mr. Mamoru came over his dorm room. He had a quick chat with the principal and was reassured that Y/N can come along. If she will be out with anyone in a weekend, he was the safest bet.

"I will not be able to join you in person. I will be watching in a distance. Principal Nezu and I believe that Y/N would very much enjoy the outside world without my interference." Mr. Mamoru told him quietly, trying not to bother anyone on the floor.

Bakugo rubbed his nape, "Is there anything I should remember when I'm with her? Does she have like an allergy or something?" As much as he felt like it was a bother, Bakugo knew that if he was entrusted with a mission, he'll have to do it well.

"My my! My shit of a son didn't say that he'll bring a friend along!" The bright Mitsuki Bakugo welcomed them in. Y/N wondered how they looked so alike. She watched them quietly as she took her bag inside.

"Shut up old hag." Katsuki growled at his mother. "Don't scare her off." He glanced over his shoulder, "Move faster, nerd."

The house was not as different from the dorm, they were both spacious.

When they got inside, Y/N met Bakugo's father, a timid man with brown hair. It made her realize how Bakugo took after his mother more than his father.

"We have not seen you in the Sports Festival, are you new?" Mitsuki asked Y/N as she led him upstairs to the guest room.

"Ah," Y/N wasn't sure what she should tell her, "Yes."

"Oh! That's good! We never actually met any of Katsuki's friends before. Well, Midoriya is different. They've been friends since they were children." She opened the door and led the small girl in.

"I didn't know they have been friends for a long time." Y/N put her bag on the corner of the room. "Thank you for this. Mrs. Bakugo."

"Nah, call me Mitsuki." The blonde woman grinned wide. She looks so much like her son, only without the smile. "So, I'm curious. I wonder why Katsuki brought you over. He never does that."

"Oh, I..."

"She's homesick and her parents aren't home." Bakugo answered by the door. He leaned on the doorway, "You okay here, freak?"

"Stop calling other people names!" Mitsuki was able to grab a pillow and throw it to her son's face.

Her son's quick reflexes was no match of her, of course. "What the hell, old hag?" He grabbed the pillow and was about to throw it when his eyes met with Y/N's. "Tch, come downstairs, dad prepared snacks."

The boy left and Y/N saw Mitsuki's wide grin. "Aha, that's something I didn't expect to see. I'm excited to have you around.... What was your name?"

"Oh! I apologize. I'm Y/N." She paused in her place, embarrassed that she forgot to introduce herself. Usually, Mr. Mamoru introduces her to other people but since he isn't here, she had to do it for herself.

"Well then, shall we? I assume you're hungry, my husband bought these tasty cakes from a nearby café." Mitsuki led her out of the room and into the living room where her husband and her son was. "Feel comfortable, alright?"

Y/N sat down, listening to the new topic of bickering of the mother and son. She watched them quietly, smiling at the failed attempts of the dad at appeasing them.

"We have a guest." Masaru sweat-dropped, in the middle of the war.

"Yeah, you old hag!" Bakugo retorted to his mother. He was then given a headlock by his mother who proved to be much stronger than she looks. Y/N watched in concern, wondering if she should interrupt because he looked like he was struggling to get out of her grasp.