Unholy Love (Demon Bakugo x Human Reader)

💮○Revealing an Unsolved Mystery○💮

Your POV

"Katsuki, who do these symbols belong to?" I asked him as he hiccups a little from his soft crying.

He didn't answer me right away. But he told me that it was his mother.

My heart nearly dropped. I was stunned after hearing his response and said, "But.. I thought.. Your mother-"

"She's dead. She's supposed to be dead!" He shouts while feeling unsure of what's happening, "My old man told me that they executed her.. She died on their wedding.. This.. This isn't her. It can't be."

Did he lie to him? Or does his father not know about it?

Could someone be impersonating his mother? That's highly unlikely since Katsuki can detect and easily recognize his mother's blood. It runs in his veins.

"Katsuki." I placed my hand on his shoulder, "I want to help you in the best way I can. But right now, we need to slowly think it through before jumping to conclusions.

This doesn't make any sense. Katsuki's mother is human.

The only way for a human to have symbols of their own is to seal their bond with their demon that they made a pact with and share those same symbols that the demon bares.

But how can I help him? I can't do this alone. And he'll be angry if we even bothered to ask Kirishima for some help.

And I'm only a human. I have no way of having access to the underworld or summoning other demons. I can only summon to those who I've already made a pact with. And I only made two.

"Is.. Is your father still within your range to contact him?" I ask him, "I think he might be able to help us."

This is probably not the best idea, but..

I gotta think of something if we can't get help from the only other demon that we know of.

Katsuki has made a lot of enemies in the past because of his legendary birth story, but over the years, he can't remember the last time he's fought another demon.

He isn't a fully born, pure-blooded demon straight from Hell, but it amazes me of just how powerful he is.

But I can't help, but feel guilty for holding him back.

"..I haven't spoken to him in decades." His voice snapped me out of my thoughts, "I don't think he'll want to see me right now."

"What makes you say that?" It made me a little confused as to what he meant.

He wiped away the remaining tears he had falling down his cheek and stands back up while explaining to me, "I was forced to swear an oath to never speak to my father after he was set to be imprisoned for his crimes against the Underworld."

"..How old were you when they sent him away?" I latched my arm around his and rubbed his shoulder for comfort.

"I was very young." He said, "But.. I was old enough to remember the bastard. He did a decent job raising me the best way he could. I just.. I just wished that I had more time with him. Before he was.. you know."

"Yes." I kissed him on the cheek, "I know. And I.. I wish I could meet him. And.. thank him for raising one hell of  a demon."

He held a soft smile as he looked at me, "You know.. you're the best thing that's ever happened to me in my immortal life. I should be thanking your mother."

My eyes watered as I gave him a soft nod, and a smile, "Katsuki.."

He pulls me in for a quick kiss. He cups my cheek and gently rubs off my tear with his thumb. He looks at me with his eyes growing softer and said, "You're so damn beautiful.."