Stupid Bunny. (Bakugo's Demise.)

✨Chapter 65✨

"(Y/n), Bakugo. I thank you for meeting me once again."
Your principal stated. Nezu looked chipper than ever.. despite the circumstances.

This time around, you were sitting with...
Half of the staff and faculty. Looking like they were about to bind you and throw you into a padded room. This had Katsuki simply ticked. Arms crossed and grumbling, "Do all of you have to be here?"
Midnight, Hound Dog, Eraserhead, Present Mic and All Might.
It seemed like all the faculty.
You'd be lying if you said you weren't the least bit overwhelmed. Beginning that compulsion of picking at your nails with worry striking your features.

"Unfortunately it seems so, we only want to help. The more people providing care, the better. Yes?" Nezu explained, smiling.
You couldn't help but still feel nervous, figuring how to say what you wanted.
But what came out all too soon was.. "Do my parents know?"

Luckily, Aizawa did find a way around that. After a lengthy conversation and discussion of parental authority.. he found Mitsuki Bakugo was put down as a caretaker.
You hadn't known, and neither did Bakugo. But who would have told you? Your mother is secretive about everything.
Yet why Mitsuki?

Nezu was glad to have an answer, "No, however.. Based on the paperwork you've turned in, you are well enough to be sent home to Bakugo's family until you see recovery."

He was absolutely astounded by this... This insane idea. Alone? Would you be spending time at his house alone?
And in your state...
It was barely fathomable to him. He knows the rules in his house, and you wouldn't survive.
You began the questions first. "Wait- Bakugo's family? That doesn't make sense at all." On what occasion would that add up?

Well, on the occasion your mom only cares about you so much.

"It sure as hell doesn't." Katsuki fixed his position, gripping at the arms of the chair.
Midnight began, "We know it sounds..  A bit weird. But if you don't want your family to know for serious reasons, it's the most beneficial idea."
This seemed and.. was certainly illegal.
But when has U.A. not been the most shady place?
You could ask 100 answerable questions, and they wouldn't find one to give an honest reply too.

Bakugo was quick to reject this idea. "No, she can't go there. They don't know the first thing about mental health. Ain't nothing beneficial about my folks."

Nezu sighed, "A mental health institute is the only other option then."
He looked to you for guidance, "What do you think, (Y/n)?"

You swallowed, feeling your heart beat a mile per minute. Wondering what in god's name you do with this situation.
"I-I don't know..."

He was already beginning more details, "We are unable to house you here during such a critical time. Being that here, all of your friends would be responsible for monitoring your behavior."
"Don't feel bad, of course. That's why we have more options in place."

Those two other options happened to not be the best.

"You must understand," he said. "Bakugo is your boyfriend, yes. However, untrained to care for you all himself."
"It would be most beneficial to take you somewhere, where you can perhaps seek therapy."

To get better. You reminded yourself. Repeatedly. This would pass such as everything else..
Bakugo's parents were much more preferable, even if you had to go alone.
You asked before anything, "Could Katsuki come with me?"

Aizawa was thinking with everything he was worth a way to work around this.
That endless phone call about how you need Katsuki. It didn't seem very healthy. Especially not as you weren't proving her to wrong.
Nezu sucked in a breath, "You see,
(Y/n).."
"We find that you.. cling to him far more than you should."