[BKDK] Our Fatal Love

Chapter 23

Bakugou kastuki, 3 years old shot an assassin who was trying to kidnap him who made the mistake to carry him where he could easily grab the gun which was not in safe lock.

At age 9 he hunted his first lion on his fathers and mother's vacation trip. After their talk to him about not hunting endangered species, he was given his fathers gun which he had stolen from his fathers office to kill that very lion.

At 12 he was introduced to his fathers men and had begun his proper training after his old hag finally cave in letting him into their world. She and the old man wanted him to live a boring life, but he saw more thrill and more power than just living a boring everyday life.

A life where he has to do the same day over and over to then just die was boring and unappealing. Kastuki wanted more, he wanted to live a life of danger and conquer it. He knew his parents' love story, it was popular. Everyone gushed about the tale of the top assassin falling for her target who was the son of the top group of the underworld.

But he hated it. His old folks began focusing on their feelings then the business. Love being their true weakness to rising to the top. For true power and strength he put away all his weaknesses.

Of course he was not some monster, or villain but no fuckin hero. He just does what appeals to him. Selling products from out of the country, kill a few fuckers, and sell some illegal products to smaller gangs. Ruining a bar and club in different areas to crack down on anyone however that even wants or thinks of ruining the peace in his turf.

Through the years, he feared no one. As he in the underworld was the definition of fear. His dragon tattooed chest to show his strength, and people loyal to follow him and smart enough not to stray...

However....right now he was sweaty, hands feeling clampy, with his mouth dry. Feeling the urge to want to hide. But of course not bowing to it, as he sat across two people who were smaller than him, and yes weaker, easy to just kill instantly. Make them disappear from records, but he couldn't.

Cause for very important reasons ...like for example they are his fiancé's parents.... a.k.a. his going to be ......or are..... his in-laws.

The mothers are clearly looking at him like a lion looks at their prey, studying him. She looked like Deku, his round green eyes and chubby face, but his father had dekus curly hair only black not green like Deku's mother and Deku's father had Deku's freckles.

Only Deku was his nerd who was easier for him to talk to and lead a conversation with. But these two...he could not

He felt the need to keep his face from scowling, the need to be respectful and to make the best impression, avoid cursing, and to..be on his best behavior.

Which was not him, he would be the one people should know their place, but....

"So....you married my son?' The women said sternly and Bakugou gulped....GULPED. The room felt tense. So tensed, usually he could simply kill her and her husband and all that. But of course not only was she and her husband the parents of the love of his life, but also because he was in a police interrogation room, he would be at a huge disadvantage trying to cover that up along with an angry husband.

"yes..Ma'am.." Bakugou said while meeting her eyes. Her husband merely treid to look intimidating but even though he was not like Deku and his mom with chubby faces, he still looked dorky with his freckles. The mother was intimidating with her eyes despite the chubby face fat and being short.

"Tell me, how long have you two been married?" Inko asked, hands tightening together on the table.

"A..f-few days.." Bakugou was sure it was a month but his brain was fried from intimidation afraid of saying the wrong answer.

"Did you two have sex?" Inko said firmly, making Bakugou red.

"O-one time on our..wedding night." Bakugou coughed.

"How long have you two dated?" Inko huffed.

".....we married the same day we met.." Bakugou paused before nervously feeling his throat dry up.

There was silence...for a long moment before the woman sighed.

"I do not know what you plan on doing," She laughed bitterly. "You come from a wealthy background that I can tell. But my son, we had to find ways to support ourselves, we lived in a neighborhood where I had to put a couch on the front door to keep people from coming in. Where I had to keep Izuku from men who were out of jail for god knows what...He's a sweet boy. A good hearted kid who saw the good in everyone despite where we lived."

Bakugou listened, looking down feeling for the women. He grew up with the luxury of protection, a stable home. WHile his husband, everyday in his childhood must have been fearful, that one day his parents would be unable to make payments for their home or food..and an unsafe neighborhood..

"You, I know men like you." Inko continued Bakugou looked up to see tears in the womens eyes as her husband had his hands on her shoulder. "You think it's fun to play with his heart? You plan on leading him on with your money and vacation to what? One day leave him for someone better? I'll tell you this right now, if you think you can get tired of my son and leave him anytime you can, I dare you. My son has no time for men like you who only want to have fun and throw people away like their nothing but you're toys that can be replaced....My son is worth more than what you can bribe him with so end this game of your's and leave my son alone so he can focused on a realistic life style."

There was silence as Inko sniffled and whipped her eyes. She loved her son, they always wanted to do their best for Izuku. Izuku will be able to move on from this. She fell for a rich man, who told her things, gave her gifts. He told her he would give her the world....only when some girl who had bigger eyes, bigger breasts, had a more clear skin, and had parents who could buy her a car came in, he left her.

No more vocations, no more wonderful gifts, and no more mind blasting dates with her in his arms. ANd the job he gave her father? Fired him for leaving her and her father broke him dying from sickness and her struggling in classes, if hisashi had not met, she probably would have died. Izuku and him gave her life, something worth fighting for. Sure their act was a spur of the moment.

But Hisashi, no matter how demanding she was, how critical, and how much she cried. He stayed by her, going through nights comforting her and cooking food she craved.

She never wanted Izuku to be as naive as she was, she never wanted him to suffer as she and her husband had.

"Game?" She sat straighter at the man's deep voice. "There is no game, this was never a game, your son is a nerd, obsessed with allmight."

The ash blonde man looked up at her with determined eyes as he continued "Whenever we watch a movie, he cries over the simplest of things, when he cooks it's shitty, but he puts his whole soul into it. And when he talks about things he likes, he genuinely talks about why he does, the night we met...he showed me how there are things I can not buy with money...like his stupid smile and muttering. He worries over useless things, things I can do for him."

"And if you still think I a just playing him like some extra, then i'm the one winning that damn nerd." Bakugou said, smirking. But he was still nervous. Cause would the lady not believe him? Did he sound stupid, cause he just said what came to his mind...