Hitoshi messes with the sleeves of the old hoodie he randomly pulled on. Nemuri gently places a hand on his knee and squeezes it in comfort. He tries to smile at Nemuri, but it comes out as a heavy grimace.
"...she didn't follow you, did she?" He finally speaks up, averting his gaze.
"I made sure of it," Nemuri answers softly. Hitoshi relaxes slightly, messing with the sleeves of the hoodie. Shōta walks into the living, hanging up his phone.
"Hawks found Himari. She's safe," Shōta states calmly, making Hitoshi sag in relief. He puts his head in his hands and takes in a shuddering breath.
"Stupid. Stupid! You let your guard down. Himari and Hayate almost–they almost–she almost took them away. You're an idiot Hitoshi! She–Gods, I'm such a horrible brother... I–I should've... They–"
"Hitoshi-chan... It's not your fault..." Nemuri says softly, brushing some of Hitoshi's hair out of his face. He heavily flinches back and instinctively raises one of his arms to block his face.
Hitoshi's ears burn bright red and he quickly drops his arm. "I–I'm sorry... I-I–"
He snaps his mouth shut and brings up his knees. He buries his face into his knees and releases a shuddering breath.
"...will Hawks bring her here?" Hitoshi asks, his quiet voice muffled and shaking with his fear.
"He's on his way now." Nemuri places her hand next to Hitoshi. The indigo haired teenager flinches again and clenches his eyes shut. He takes a deep breath and gets off the couch.
Hitoshi avoids looking at either adults as he runs a shaky hand through his hair.
"Goodnight," He says quietly before walking out of the living room. Hitoshi walks into the single guest room and gently closes the door behind him. Hayate snaps his head up from his spot in the corner, hugging the blanket closer around him.
Hitoshi stares at his little brother with a hard stare before sighing tiredly. He walks over and slowly sits next to Hayate.
"I'm sorry. I should've been there. I should've made sure she wouldn't have found you," Hitoshi signs in front of him. Hayate, still curled in his blanket, leans against his big brother's arm. Not your fault.
Hitoshi smiles softly and wraps his arm around the lilac haired boy. "He deserves a better brother..."
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"Nemuri-san... can you help me with something?" Hitoshi asks nervously, messing with the two shirts he held. Nemuri looks up from the papers she was grading and gives Hitoshi a bright smile.
"Hitoshi-chan! What do you need?" Nemuri asks brightly. The indigo haired teenager ducks his head and hesitantly lifts up two shirts.
"...I'm going on a date... can you–can you help me pick an outfit?" Hitoshi winces slightly at the loud squeal that escapes Nemuri.
"You're going on a DATE?! Hitoshi-chan, I'm so proud of you!" Nemuri squeals as she glomps the teenager with a giant hug. Hitoshi's face is pressed into her chest, making him try and escape the hug.
"Nemuri-san–Nemuri-san I can't breathe. Can you please let me go?" He asks with his voice muffled. Nemuri just squeals again and twirls around, hugging Hitoshi even tighter.
"Guess I'll die," Hitoshi adds, relaxing into the hug.
"Oh, it's Bakugō-kun, isn't it?! Oh, you'll be so cute together! Where are you going? Are you going out to see a movie? Eat dinner? I'll make sure Shōta patrols around wherever you go, in case anything happens, you know?" The superheroine rambles excitedly, making Hitoshi smile softly.
"...we're going out to eat..." Hitoshi says softly with red cheeks. Nemuri finally releases him from her hold, making him look up. She smiles softly and gently grabs the sides of his face.
"You've come to the perfect person. You'll look so handsome, Bakugō-kun won't know what to do!" She states confidently.
Hitoshi flushes even more with a brighter smile. "Thank you, Nemuri-san."
Nemuri smiles brightly and grabs his hand before racing out of the living room. Nemuri takes him to her and her fiances bedroom.
"I had Shōta buy a couple things for when he needs to look nice. He's forbidden from burning them, so he shoved them to the back of his closet. I have the perfect outfit in mind for you!" She starts as she starts rummaging through the slightly overcrowded closet. "It'll fit you too! Shōta was quite skinny when I bought it for him. It might actually not fit him anymore... shame. He looked so hot in it..."
"Nemuri-san, I really don't want my mind to be scarred," Hitoshi states with a disgusted frown. Nemuri rolls her eyes with a smile and pulls out a complete outfit set. It was a black, long sleeved button up shirt, a pair of black slacks, and a mint green vest.
"You'll have Bakugō-kum drooling all over you," Nemuri says as she shoves the clothes into a blushing Hitoshi's arms.
"N-Nemuri-san!"
"I'm right, am I not?!"
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Hitoshi fidgets with the collar of his shirt. "This was a bad idea. What if Bakugō-kun is a no show? No! He's not like that... is he? No, he's more of a nerd than Izuku-kun..."
"Hey Dead Eyes!" Hitoshi flinches at the loud shout and turns around. His face blooms a bright red at what he sees. Katsuki was wearing an oversized black crop top with a skull design, high waisted red fishnet pantyhose peeking out from his black pants, and slightly platformed red combat boots. Eyeliner and a smoky red surrounded his eyes and his lips were painted a glossy pink.
Hitoshi forces a smirk on his face and places a hand on his hip. "Well, I never expected this... looking cute, Katsuki."
"Fuck off! Are we going or what? Fucking Dead Eyes, I expect the best for this date," Katsuki snarls with red ears, glaring up at the taller boy. Hitoshi chuckles and does a dramatic flourish with his hands.
"After you." Katsuki huffs as his flush travels to his ears.
"Fucker," He mutters under his breath as he walks forward.
Hitoshi just smiles and follows after the blonde. Katsuki glances back before huffing again and crosses his arms.
"...you look good by the fucking way." Katsuki gives him a pointed glare. "That's all I'll say about it, so don't go fucking fishing for compliments. I'm the best looking out of the both of us!"
"Of course! I can't look as pretty as you do today," Hitoshi teases, making Katsuki growl.
"Fuck you!"
"Well, I suggest we don't. At least on the first date. Even then, we're both teenagers."
"Oh fuck off! Are you gonna take me on a fucking date or not, Dead Eyes?!"
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Hey! Hope you all like the new chapter!
BakuShin has set sailed! Woot woot!
I decided to give you all just a little bit of fluff before the shit show of the next few chapters happens... be prepared...
I hope you all are enjoying the story so far! Bye.
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Fanfiction[CURRENTLY REWRITING: 10/22/21] Hitoshi didn't mind it. As long as Hayate and Himari are safe, he'll take the abuse. He just hopes his friends and teachers at UA don't find out. It's the first time he's ever had an actual family, he doesn't want to...
