𝐔𝐍𝐓𝐎𝐔𝐂𝐇𝐀𝐁𝐋𝐄┆𝐛.𝐤.

𝙷

𝐤atsuki was in his room reading a manga. rain pattered against his window softly as thunder quietly rumbled; a thunderstorm was evident.

he suddenly heard the front door open. who could be here? his parents hadn't left for an unexpected photoshoot. they would've told him.

the boy searched for something to mark his page before shutting his manga and hesitantly opening his bedroom door. coughing echoed through the house as his parents rushed to the unknown figure's aid.

his eyes widened when he was met with a familiar face. 'it's her.' their eyes locked, staring back at one another. he slowly walked down the stairs of his duplex, squinting his eyes.

mitsuki suddenly rushed from the kitchen. "let's get you on the couch, sweetie. katsuki, get the girl some soup and blankets, damn it!" she snapped, glaring at him.

"okay, okay! don't fucking rush me, old hag!" he shouted back, walking over to his basket of clean blankets before picking out a thick enough blanket and heading to the livingroom.

his mother took the blanket from him. "...and the soup?" she squinted her eyes, watching him click his tongue and head to the kitchen.

☁︎

within a few minutes, he came back with a tray. on top of the tray was a bowl, a pair of chopsticks, a miso soup spoon... just in case.

the unknown colleen looked down at the tray before nodding with a smile and mumbling a japanese prayer. she began to slowly eat, savoring every bite with a quiet, satisfied hum.

bakugo took this opportunity to make his getaway, stealthily bolting back to his room and quietly shutting his bedroom door behind him. 'why is she here? how did she know i lived here? ...am i being stalked?'

the blonde looked at his window, quickly shutting the blinds and yanking the curtains shut with a sigh. 'now to wait until she goes home.'