𝐅𝐫𝐚𝐜𝐭𝐮𝐫𝐞𝐝 [Katsuki Bakugou x Reader]

② 𝐂𝐚𝐭 𝐂𝐮𝐝𝐝𝐥𝐞𝐬

Shota Aizawa had a nice house, almost a gothic style that matched his personality well, but there were a lot of cats. The bunch of fury children littered the living room, one coming over to inspect your bags that Aizawa ordered you leave on the ground before he gave you a tour.

You bent down, caressing the head of a beige one with bright blue eyes and brown covering its face in a splotch. It flinched at first, but after smelling your hand it quickly curled against you, wrapping itself around your leg and begging your hand for its touch.

"They're all friendly, so they'll warm up to you fast." Aizawa turned his gaze away from a brown one, looking at you. "Her name is Keiko. The one next to me is Muck, as you can tell by his name, hes notorious for making a mess." You looked over to see the brown one itching towards a cup on the table, ready to spill it over. You got up, walking towards him to gain affection and save the cup from spilling.

You reached down to him and pet his body lightly while moving the cup away.

"What are the others names?" You looked around seeing two curled up on the couch close together.

Aizawa walked over and sat with the cats, signaling you to join him with his hand. "The fat one is Cookie. She likes to sleep a lot and is always hungry, but she only gets fed at certain times... though I do love how large she is." He stopped stroking Cookie and let you stroke the one next to her which was white much like the fat one, but had purple accents.

"Why is this one purple?" You looked up at Aizawa's tired, red eyes.

"I dyed him with some safe-for-animal hair dye I found at the drugstore." You were a bit shocked. Not only did a man like Aizawa have cats, he liked to dye their fur?! "This one is Cookies twin brother Hiro. He used to be chubby like her, so I dyed his fur to tell them apart. But he lost weight."

The two of you sat on the couch for a while, petting all his cats as one by one they crawled all over the two of you, one in your lap, the other leaning its head on your shoulder as it lay on the back of the soft chair. Aizawa looked at peace with his 'children'.

'I guess a pro hero, who also works as a teacher needs his own way of relaxing... must have chosen cats and got obsessed.'

Aizawa shooed the cats away from the two of you. "I'll give you a tour, let you sleep for the night and tomorrow we'll have a go at that quirk of yours." He said with a blank expression, walking you through the halls and muttering how tired he was.

His house was relatively normal, every room had a piece of cat furniture in. He brought you up the stairs, skipping over his room on the main floor and only showing you the door in case you needed him. When you got up the stairs, he brought you to a large room with sloped walls.

"This is your room. I saw the bag of stuff you bought, so spend as long as you want decorating tonight but make sure you sleep enough." You walked to the middle of the room, your bags in hand soon being dropped to the ground as Aizawa put the rest down next to the bed. "Put your clothes in that dresser for now then come downstairs and we'll have dinner." He was turning to walk down the stairs before stopping and cocky his head to the side. "Picky eater?"

Looking over at him and humming, still getting used to having your own room and not a small cell. "Hm? Oh no, I eat anything. You don't exactly get to choose what you eat in prison." You joked with a light smile on your face.

He let out a breathed laugh and smiled to himself as he walked down the stairs. It had only been an hour but you seemed like someone he could deal with living with.

After you put all your clothes in the drawers, rolling them like your mother showed you, you hopped down the stairs to the smell of chicken and sticky rice set at the table, yours opposite his. Next to his place was rather large box.