Our Art Is Our Connection

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"M-mom! Hi! Weren't you out for the weekend??" I ask confused and anxious as Kacchan stepped back allowing me to go down the counter.
"No, the flight was canceled. Now what did I just walk into!? Isn't Katsuki already with someone!?" She asks frustrated.
"It wasn't a real relationship Auntie, we ended the deal a while back." Kacchan explains softly and my mom sighs in relief and comes to hug me.
"I'm so sorry sweetheart! I just got scared you were in a two way multi relationship or something!" She says relieved and I chuckle.
"Don't worry Mom, it's a closed deal." I chuckle and she looks at both of us wide eyed.
"You two are together!? Like a real couple!?" She asks shocked.
"Yeah, I'm sorry, I didn't tell you I liked boys yet I-" She shushes me.
"I knew for a while now and when you were talking about your crush you kept saying 'they' so I had my doubts!" She laughs. "Wait- OMG! He was your secret love and that's why you were so weird at that dinner last month!" She thinks out loud.
"Is it okay if we talk about it tomorrow..? Today was long enough.." I mumble sadly and Kacchan kissed my forehead, maybe I should tell her..
"It's okay sweetheart! But what happened?" She asks worried and that question was enough to make everything come back and I can't help but cry but before I drop myself to the ground Kacchan catches me. Just that question made all the feelings come back.
"I'm sorry I'm sorry! I didn't- I tried to-I-" I'm cut by Kacchan kissing me softly. And I just stay frozen for a moment not acknowledging my moms state.
"It's okay Izu, It's okay.. It's just me, your mom and you. They're behind bars and they won't touch you ever again.." He whispers holding me against his chest.

Katsuki POV

I hated myself. When Dunce called I didn't want to go get Deku because I didn't want to just be there when an hour before he hated my guts. But when he told me he was being raped I regretted every choices I made. I was with Shitty Hair and he also felt bad. He came with me and when I found Deku broken like he was I felt my heart break and when he kept apologizing I wanted to scream. It wasn't his fault, it was those bastards faults. I was scared to break him so I avoided the subject for now. When the time comes he'll talk to me but tonight wasn't the night for that. He just needs love and I'll give him that. What wasn't expected was that his mom came back. She accepted us but when she asked what happened he broke once again. I held him as Auntie looked in shock.

"It's gonna be okay, I'm here, you're gonna be okay no one will hurt you.." I mumble and soon the sobs slowly stopped and was replaced by his steady breathing. I realized he was asleep. I held him in a koala position letting him rest on my shoulder as we were seated on the floor.
"What.. What happened to him..?" She asks on the verge of tears.
"He should be the one to talk to you.. But I think you might be able to help more then me.." I admit sadly holding him closer.
"No need to go in details but I can try to help.." She smiles softly and I nod.
"He was at the club with some friends, and from what I've heard, three guys were raping him.. I don't know how far they went because I wasn't there.." I explain as she was looking at us in shock.
"I'm so sorry I couldn't protect him.." I hold back my tears.
"I-It's not your fault.. But... H-he was-" She covers her mouth holding her sobs tears falling. We were seated on the ground.
"I don't know what to do Auntie.. I can hug him, I can kiss him, I can keep him close, but I don't know what I could do else.." I admit a tear of frustration falling.
"That's all he needs, be soft but try not to make him feel like it's pity.. I.." She looks at the ground and takes a deep breath before speaking.
"When it happened to me.. The only person I had was the same guy that hurt me. I know for a fact that he'll need you since he clearly trusts you *chuckles sadly* but don't blame yourself, he'll heal, he's strong and I won't mention it until he talks to me about it but.. Don't be scared to come to me if you need help.. I know that it can become overwhelming and with studies.." She stops mid sentenced with a long sigh.
"I'll take care of him no matter what, that's for sure. But how.. how long does it take to recover?" I ask her.
"The quicker you talk about it, the quicker the recovery will come." She explains.
"But you..? How long did it take for you?" I ask unsure.
"For me it was different.. It took so many years because it was.. It was Izuku's father.. Izuku was born from that night, I would remember that night when I would see him.. But never once did I regret having him or loved him less. He's my little miracle baby.." She explains sadly kissing her sons head.
"Does he know..?" I ask sadly.
"Yes.. His father told him when he was a kid. It was told in a very wrong way, so I had to reexplain the situation.. But I know he sometimes feels bad about it.." She explains and I nod and give a small kiss on Izu's neck while breathing his sweet scent.