Male MHA characters x my OC's

" Please Hurry..." Akira x Bakugo

Tw: angst, abusive parent/child relationship (mother), anxiety attack, subtle hallucinations

Pick up. Come on you loud idiot, pick up your fricken phone already.

It felt like everything was closing in on them; no matter where they looked, there was darkness and terrifying monsters grabbing at them, giddy with excitement over Akira's panic and desperation.

They could barely hold their phone without dropping it; uncontrollable, violent shaking coursing through their body along with their ugly sobbing.

The sound of Bakugo picking up gave way for a glimpse of happiness, but the monsters quickly put an end to that beautiful bud.

" What did I-" The moment Bakugo's phone loaded completely and he could see his lover's face, his tone immediately changed from one of annoyance to concern. " Hey, hey- calm down Akira, what the fuck happened?"

Akira opened their mouth to speak, but no matter how hard they tried, all that came out were more broken sobs.

" Akira. Listen to me, okay?" They nodded at the phone, managing to force out a shaky 'mhm'. " I know it might seem hard, but I need you to take some deep breaths. Just focus on me, nothing else."

They kept their eyes on their screen, on Bakugo's face, as they tried to steady their breathing, their throat and eyes already beyond dry and burning from the overexertion they've been under. Deep breaths. In and out. One at a time. They needed to calm down; they had to for Bakugo.

" Are you feeling any better?" Bakugo asked, staring at his phone and trying to mask his growing feeling of unease. Akira nodded, wiping at the continuous waterfall of tears with their hand.

They could barely hear it, but they were positive their mother was yelling and complaining about them again.

Bakugo glared at them when they kept looking up and eyeing their door, his scowl starting to return as well.  " Do I need to come over there?"

Akira quickly shook their head and wiped away more tears with their hoodie sleeves. " Open this fucking door and give me your phone before I open it myself!" Their mothers loud voice made them flinch, a small whimper instinctively leaving their throat.

A quiet stream of curse words came from their phone that made them turn back towards it. " That's it, I'm coming over right now. Stay in your room until I get there." Bakugo said, his voice uncomfortably calm.

He knew exploding at a time like this would only make them worse.

Akira nodded to show that they heard, not trusting their own voice. Once the call was ended they immediately began to freak out again, barely able to get oxygen into their lungs from how fast they were hyperventilating.

They put their back to their headboard and held their knees to their chest, listening to the banging and their mothers voice.

It felt like the walls were closing in on them; that everything was coming after them in unison. " How about I throw your damn cat outside huh?! Will that get you out of this fucking room?!" The voice screamed.

Akira's eyes widened and they forced themselves to let go of their legs, get off the bed, and bolt towards the door.

Their hand hesitated over the door handle, the anxiety beginning to catch up with them again. Bakugo's words rang in their ears, but the amount of terror they felt from that single threat gave them reason enough to open the door.

The moment they unlocked the door handle, their mother forced it completely open, trapping them between the door and the wall.

The intensity of the fury in her eyes made them freeze, making it easy for her to grab them by the arm and yank them out.

" That wasn't so hard,  now was it you little shit?" She growled, her face inches from their own. " I'll be nice and let you be the one to put the damn thing out, and if you don't I'll throw it off the fucking balcony."

Akira's eyes widened at that, their heartbeat picking up even more. " B-But I opened the door! Please don't make me do it!"

They stammered, their tears picking up even more. " Fine, I'll just kill it if that's how you feel." Their mother said simply, a disgusting smile spreading onto her lips.

Akira whimpered and shook their head, pulling away and looking around the house.

They found Karasu, their beloved black cat, curled up on one of the kitchen chairs, and picked him up.

Their mothers eyes burned into their back as they made their way to the front door. When they finally opened the door, they came face to face with Bakugo coming up the stairs to their front door.

Relief and happiness were all Akira could feel when their boyfriend quickly ran up the rest of the steps and wrapped his arms around them, being mindful of the cat in their arms.

" I thought I told you to stay in your room you idiot." He muttered, relief replacing his earlier worry as well.

In the end of the doorway, Akira's mother stood with her mouth agape, for once lost for what to say. " Who's this, son?"

She said through clenched teeth, trying her hardest not to blow up in front of someone who wasn't family.

Bakuog's rage, that was for once being controlled, burst out, his crimson eyes burning with hatred as he held onto Akira tighter, not allowing them to turn back around.

" I'm their fucking boyfriend you piece of absolute fucking shit!" He growled, silently daring her to try anything.

Their mother's eyes widened at his words, her public mask shattering from the pure rage and disgust coursing through her body.

" No son of mine will be fucking gay!" Strong arms left from their initial place around Akira as Bakugo let go, stalking towards their mother.

" You have no right to judge them!" The crackling of small explosions started to be heard. " Akira is a fucking amazing person; you're not worthy enough to even fucking look in their god damn direction!"

Akira's mother looked up at him, her body frozen with rage and the beginning of fear.

Orange eyes met red, the anger shining in one only fueling the other.

Akira's head fought about what to do. Sure, they completely despised their mother, but the last thing they wanted was for Bakugo to get in trouble because of them.

They set Karasu down on the steps and quietly told him to sit and stay before going to stand between their mom and boyfriend.

" What the fuck, Akira? Don't fucking protect her! This has been a long time coming!"

" I know, but we don't need you going to jail for assault and ruining your chances of being a hero!"

The volume of Akira's voice shocked the blonde into silence, their mother seemingly the same way.

Without another word, Akira turned around and picked Karasu up from the steps and began to walk down them, only stopping and glancing over their shoulder once.

They completely ignored their mother, instead focusing on their stubborn as hell partner.

" Come on, Katsuki. Let's go home."

Word count: 1181
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