Triad

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Bakugou cackled, watching as Midoriya muttered to himself while Todoroki tried to urge him out the car.

"Katsuki, stop laughing." Todoroki reprimanded, the corner of his mouth twitching slightly.

"This is funnier than I thought." Bakugou giggled. "Come on Deku, or do you wanna be late meeting my shitty parents too?"

"No!" Midoriya squeaked as he scrambled to get out of the car. Bakugou laughed and Todoroki cracked a small smile.

Bakugou rang the doorbell, a small bubble of nervousness rolling in his stomach. He hoped this went well, needed it to go well.

The door opened, his father greeting him with a squeal that he hadn't heard in years.

"Katsu!" Masaru pulled him forward, his cheek running along the side of his son's face as he purred. Bakugou wrapped his arms around his father, purring back quietly as he relaxed into his dad's scent.

"Hi Dad." He muttered, his dad's arms gave him light squeeze in response.

"How do you feel? Are you alright? We were so worried, your mother nearly put a hole in the floor from pacing." The older Omega questioned.

"I'm better." Bakugou answered, tipping his head back to show the barely there bruising on his neck. "Nearly all healed up." A dark look passed over Masaru's face at the sight before sadness took over.

"My poor Katsuchan." He whined, his eyes misting over. "My poor baby."

"Aw Dad, c'mon!" Bakugou flustered, holding his dad tighter. "Don't cry, this is supposed to be a happy occasion. Don't let that fucker ruin it."

"Language!" Masaru reprimanded on instinct before laughing wetly. "You're right, you're right!" He let the ash blonde go, patting his shoulders once before setting his eyes on the two strangers with him. "Oh my... you seem a lot bigger in person than in photos."

"Photos?" Midoriya questioned, his head cocking to the side in confusion.

"I'll explain later." Bakugou grumbled. "Dad, this is Midoriya Izuku and Todoroki Shouto. Shitty fiancés, this is my dad."

"It's a pleasure to meet you." Todoroki said politely. "We've heard lovely things about you."

"Kacchan is so sweet when he talks about you, we can tell he loves you deeply." Midoriya added.

"Oh piss off Deku, no I'm not." Bakugou growled, his cheeks a light pink. Masaru giggled lightly at the interaction before ushering them inside, marveling at how Midoriya bent to avoid the top of the doorframe.

"Dear, Katsuchan and his Mates are here!" He called into the living room. Mitsuki looked up from her laptop, her eyes zeroing in on her son. She stood, placing her laptop on the coffee table before rounding it to meet them.

"Old Lady." Bakugou huffed in greeting. Mitsuki's hand cupped the back of his head, pulling him forward and pressing his forehead to hers. She breathed in deep, rubbing their heads together lightly. She felt the tension that had been knotting in her shoulders finally release. She crooned, low and happy. It had been a long time since she had scented Bakugou like this, he was a baby the last time. Her little baby. Bakugou made a short high and sharp sound, a near chirp that was off in pitch now. "M not a pup anymore." He finally complained, slipping away from her.

"You are my pup." She stated, her hands sliding up to cup his cheeks. "And you will always be, no matter how old and experienced in life you become." She let him go then, making her way to Midoriya and Todoroki. "My son has told us a lot about you, despite his personality and our bickering we have a great relationship. He has no problem coming to us and he doesn't sugarcoat shit. So let's get the hard part out of the way before dinner."