Todoroki's POV
The dark walls of my fathers emotionally empty home never bothered me. I had almost grown to enjoy them. Even the creaky old oak stair case had become almost homie as I walked up them now old enough to face the horrors that might await.
The large door was older then the house. Older then my father. It was gut ranching. It was the only part of the house I truly avoided. Truly sacred me. And as if I was still five my hand trembled to knock on the door. Armed with a backpack in case this goes as bad as I think it will. The booming sound of his steps made me want to run. Back out while I still could. But the evil hissing of the old door bad me realize what position I was actually in. I looked down not daring to stare at him as he exits his work space.
"What could you possibly need Shoto." He spoke with vigor like he really did hate me as much as I thought. That voice could still bring tears to my eyes if I let him speak long enough. Something in me snapped as I remembered everything. Even if he didn't hate me I couldn't stay here. But I guess I knew that already. I took a breath before looking him in the eyes.
"I'm gay. And I know you hate me so at least I've given you a reason. I'm leaving now." I turned on my heals not taking a second thought. I stared running and didn't look back. Holding the strap of my backpack tight I just kept running. All I could think as he yelled after me was 'I did it. I fucking did it!' And it only made me run faster. I didn't cry. I just kept running.
I finally stopped running at a bus stop a few blocks from the house. I was tried and drenched. But I had made it and that's all that mattered to me.
"Oh my gosh. Shoto dear is that you?"
"Mom don't"
"Is that a kid from school?"
"No I don't know him leave him alone."
"Shoto dear what happened?" The blonde haired woman finally walked up to me. She seemed kind and gentle hearted but I could tell it was an act. Looking behind her I could see nun other that Bakugou. He looked irritated but when did he not. I looked over to see a worried brown haired man trying to find out what was happening.
"I'm fine Ms.Bakugou. Really. I...um... just got in a fight with my dad." I didn't know what I was saying. It wasn't a lie. But it wasn't the truth. Even so why say anything.
"Oh dear. Do you need a place to stay tonight? You're socked at least come dry up." She was trying too hard to get me to her house. I was suspicious to say the least. But Bakuguo's loud protest was enough to make me not want to go over. That was until I looked to see his beat red face. I was confused but being dry would be nice.
"Um I would love to dry up but then all be out of your hair if that's not too much trouble." I spoke carefully seductive and innocent watching Bakugou's frustrated groan as he whipped his face more flustered then I imagined he would be. She smiled and gave a thumbs up to her still confused husband who only seemed to catch on after the thumbs up.
"Of course not. You're never too much." She said kindly guiding me to on coming train despite the angry males protest. Making sure to sit far away from us to prove a point.
(Not sure how to feel but I like the less predictable outcome. Tell me what you think about the changes. I do read every comment and really enjoy the feedback. Hope you all have a wonderful day!)
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sorry I'm a fuck up (todobaku)
Romancetodoroki get disowned after telling his dad he's gay having no where to go todoroki wonders around town only to run into bakugou