🌸Gentle touches🌸

𝓕𝓸𝓻𝓽𝔂 𝓽𝓱𝓻𝓮𝓮

🛑𝚃𝚁𝙸𝙶𝙶𝙴𝚁 𝚆𝙰𝚁𝙽𝙸𝙽𝙶🛑
(Mentions abuse and r•pe)
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The ride back to Izuku's childhood home, was pretty quick.
With Mrs. Inko talking her son's ear off about how her boss, (who is extremely sexist)
had told her she should just pack up her stuff and go home.
Saying stuff like woman only belong in the kitchen, that's all their good for.
It made the young mother's blood boil to some degree, however he was her boss and she needed her job.

Of course Bakugo asked her if she'd like him to bury him 8 feet under, but that idea was quickly shut down along with Mrs. Midoriya telling the young blonde that violence is never the answer.

When they did arrive home, katsuki and Izuku had quickly gotten out of the car, so they can grab their duffle bag, knowing very well that Inko would try to do it for them and neither one of them was gonna allow that.

"Go ahead and make yourself comfortable, and if you need anything just let me know."

Mrs. Inko chimed happily, as she opened her front door letting the two boys in.

"Thanks Mrs. Midoriya. "
"I appreciate you letting me stay here for a little while."

"Pff so formal. "

Midoriya whispered, earning an elbow in the stomach by the blonde.

"Of course Katsuki."

The female greenette smiled, turning to face the two of them only to see her son on the ground in a fatal position.

"Wha?"
"Izuku get off the ground that's not sanitary. "

"Yeah, Izu what are you thinking?"

The blonde smirked, receiving a glare from the other teen.
He knew he didn't hurt Midoriya, the freckle teen was just shocked by the small force.

"We don't exactly have a guess room, so Izuku could just sleep on the couch."

"Couch?"

Izuku whispered, sensing the feeling he wasn't the favorite anymore.
Not that he minded Katsuki was his favorite being as well.

"Well duh. "
"I don't want Katsuki sleeping on the couch. "

Inko declared, kissing her son on the forehead before walking over to the kitchen.

"Pff no mom I mean..... Me and Kacchan can just.... share a room..... m-my room. "

Izuku's whole face was about the color of a cherry by now.
He wasn't sure why he was so embarrassed, he just was.
That was until he remembered what he room looked like.....
Fuck what was he gonna do about the Almight crap!?
Maybe Katsuki could help him?

"Okay, but you better not make him sleep on the floor. "

"I won't mom, and thank you for letting him stay here. "

"Of course sweety, now what would you like to eat for supper?"

"Oh uhm how ab-"

"Not you dear, I was asking Katsuki. "

"Ha!"
"Guess your mom likes me better."

Bakugo snarked, causing a small giggle to escape Izuku lips as well.

"Well, she is your future mother in law."

Izuku whispered into the blonde's ear causing Bakugo to go completely red now.

"Fucking bastard."

"Hehe!"
"Mama, I need Kacchan's help with something, do you need anything?"

Midoriya asked, completely dismissing his flush boyfriend.

"No dear, just don't work Katsuki to death ok?"

"Yep, love you!"

"Love you too."
"I call the both of you down when dinners done."

"Okay!"

The freckle teen exclaimed, grabbing Katsuki's hand and speeding go his room.
The fast he cleared off the poster the faster he can feel more comfortable in his room.

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"Thank you Kacchan for helping me."

Izuku mumbled, tying up the final trash bag.
He decided not to bother selling his stuff, just throwing it out as soon as possible.
Plus if he remembered correctly his mom always kept extra sheets and blankets in the hallway closet.
So they were set for the night.
He might go shopping next weekend but for now he just needed to make sure he could actually sleep in his room.

The greenette was also a little embarrassed, over the fact that he needed someone's else's help just because he couldn't stand being by himself.
And another thing that kept crossing his mind was why the heck did he have so much Almight merchandise in the first place!?!
Like was he really this much of a fan boy, is this why Almight thought it was ok to rape him?
Did he lead him on?

"Don't be a fucking idiot nerd, what Ass-might did was not your doing nor your fault. "

Drats.
Midoriya knew his mumbling problem would get his butt in trouble one day.
Though at the moment his problem was the fact that an angry Pomeranian was glaring daggers at him.

"Got it nerd?"

The freckle teen simply nodded his head before trying his best to change the subject.

"I figured we could go over to your house in a couple of days and get your things, what do you think?"

Midoriya asked, making himself comfortable on his bed.

"Yeah, sure sounds good."

"But you're changing the subject."
"So back to the topic. "
"You know what he did isn't your fault. "
"You didn't lead him on, nor did he have the right to touch you like he did. "

"He's the fucking ass-hole who decided to-to..... To.... "

Katsuki couldn't finish his sentence, he knew even mentioning the R word caused Izuku breathing to hitch.
So he worked on trying to find another word.

"He's the one that decided to hurt you the way he did, you weren't the cause of any of that."

Midoriya graced the blonde with a soft smile before speaking up.

"Yeah, your right, sorry. "

True the greenette still didn't fully believe that, but he knew Bakugo was right.
He just needed to believe it himself.

"Tch obviously I am, Now I demand fucking cuddles until your mom calls us down!"

Bakugo declared, already pulling Izuku down.

"Hehe, ok I guess you did earn them. "

This was perfect.
The two teens couldn't imagine what more challenges they could face.
Katsuki was away from his abusive mother, and Izuku was beginning to feel better.
He felt safe.
They both felt safe in each other's arms.

What could go wrong?