𝐖𝐡𝐚𝐭'𝐬 𝐚 𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐨? (𝐁𝐚𝐤𝐮𝐝𝐞𝐤𝐮)

..Lady lin..

The sound of squeaky sponges is wiped over the counters.
The sound of bristles of a broom sweep over the floor and collect the dust in a pan.
The sound of the outside breeze ventures through the house and brings a nice fresh smell from the cleaning sprays used.

It was Saturday.

Katsuki and Izuku had awoken early in the morning in the same bed as they did before, and after eating breakfast in the kitchen a hurried Aizawa told them to do their chores on the board of the fridge. Izuku was immediately put in annoyance as he wanted a peaceful day without having to be reminded to clean...

Aizawa—Didn't really know this.

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"Kacchan, can you pass me the spray?" Izuku asks of the blond as Katsuki then hands over the cleaning spray before going back to cleaning the shit out of the stove top that had been crusted with unknown foods.
"Who even does the chores here? It's ridiculous how much shit is on these counters!" Katsuki shouts in annoyance as he grits his teeth and walks away to rinse off the sponge.

Izuku sighs and shrugs. "I'm guessing Shinsou would do it..but he's always in his room." The greenette says in reply to Katsuki's anger.
"Bullshit! I don't think eye-bags has ever come out of his room besides for a goddamn soda!" Katsuki argues. Izuku just sighs with a smile.
"Kacchan..please don't curse so much," the smaller teenager says before earning a loud "Tch!" From the blond.

Pressing his lips in a firm line Izuku grabs the mop and pours water and cleaner chemicals in the mop buckets.
Dumping the mop inside the bucket before twisting it, he removes it from the bucket and onto the floor receiving a loud splatter of water until moving it around.

Out of boredom, Izuku hums a tune and Katsuki side-eyes him. "What are you humming?" Katsuki questioned the sub.
Izuku shrugs, "Just a tune." He replies as he keeps his eyes on the floorboards. Pondering Katsuki quirks his lips to the side before taking out his phone. "I'll put on music." He utters before looking towards the greenette with wide dazzling green eyes.

"Fucking nerd," he smirks before seeing Izuku blush and turn away.

For the next hour, the two just continuously cleaned the home, ignoring the rooms beside their own..they had fun.

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Lying on the couch and all worn out with hands and elbows sore the two rest by each other.
Izuku stared at the ceiling with tired eyes and his arm draping off the couch cushions. Pondering.
"You know—" Katsuki starts before abruptly sitting up and looking at Izuku. "You never really told me what exactly happened back then..back at the mansions." Katsuki ends with furrowed eyebrows. Izukus's lips quirk to the side in unease. "I cleaned," I replied and Katsuki rolled his eyes.

"I know that..but. Tell me more. I want to know.." Katsuki knew that this was a sore subject, but he wanted some light on the story, to hear what happened. Get someone involved.
Izuku deeply sighed, his chest visibly going up —then slowing down.
"I lived most of my time in the basement of the main mansion. Other than sleeping and eating which was a rare occurrence, I was cleaning until the mansion was sparkling.." he spoke, sitting up and looking down on his lap.

"The stupid master-! A bipolar freak!" Izuku yelled as he clenched his hands in a fist. "He gave me a piano for my birthday, and I thought— I truly thought everything would get better..but it didn't! And the next day he beat me up and fucking threw me away..in that stupid b-basement.." he cried out before going quiet, at a loss and feeling like he said too much.

Katsuki then softly rested his head on izukus shoulder. "Keep talking, it's okay.." the blond reassured the greenette, making the teenager smile softly. "There was..*sighs* there was this one girl, I was meant to deliver a letter of a sort but...I bumped into a vase of flowers. And at the worst time, the master of the house showed up, and proceeded to not listen to me and beat me. I think..a few days later I found out who she was.." Izuku then softly smiled as he held his hands together.