Forced into this.

'Right into this.'

"Fine, i'll do it." I'd mumble, looking at the others, Everyone looked happy with response. "On one condition, No one can find out about this or I swear to god I will leave this school." Everyone nodded in agreement.

"Alrighty! That's awesome, we'll just need you to sign something and we'll try our best to keep this confidential." He'd say handing me a clipboard with a contract on it.

"Try?" They shouldn't haft to try, it should be easy to do so. Instead of looking at what the contract said, I just signed it. I was too focused on Nezu's words to pay attention to it.

"Yup, you'll still haft to be going to class so we'll try our best to keep it on the low." He'd respond, I wasn't exactly happy with that answer but it was whatever.

"Your teachers, Aizawa and Yamada will be your designated caregivers." Mr. Nezu continued to go on, I'd look back at them to see them both smiling. Mr. Yamada even waved at me, gosh this was embarrassing.

"-This includes you staying with them, them feeding you, bathing you changing you, all the basics." He'd respond, I was once again too focused on them caring for me then what Mr Nezu mentioned what they would be doing for me. My Brain was jumbled right now.

I could barely concentrate on any of Nezu's words. "Blah, blah, blah." Is all I could hear, like those Charlie Brown movies when it shows the parents talking. I was genuinely confused, stressed, and a lot more. I just wanted to go home and sleep.

He'd continue to talk before a thought jumped into my head, and I interrupted him. "My mom isn't going to find out, right?" My voice was quiet, she could not find out about this or she'd make fun of me and try her best to humiliate me, along with a pile of insults. I really hated her sometimes, but it was whatever. Onetime I had wet the bed and she went on about it to our friends and family for weeks, she even told Deku's mom, it took me years to recover from that and accidents now came into fear, I never had an accident since, this happened when I was in the 3rd grade.

I really hated how dependent I was being forced to be, I dreaded how humiliating this outcome could be.

"She shouldn't unless you get kicked out." Nezu gave me a reassuring smile. "But that's not gonna happen, right Kat?" I'd nod a bit, it shouldn't happen, right? I was gonna do whatever they asked me to. I just wanted to stay and become the number one hero, I wanted to become something or someone instead of the weak pathetic person I am, I wanted to be like Allmight. As childish as it seems, I really looked up to him, he was one of the main reasons that I had wanted to go into the hero force.

"Alright then, buddy, do I need to go over anything?" Nezu interrupted my thoughts once again, I'd shake my head, If I had asked him to go over anything, it would be the whole conversation.

"Great! Thank you for having this meeting with me, kid." He'd say before giving me a sticker and a lollipop. "Do you need help opening it?"

I'd shake my head and open the lollipop with my hands, putting it in my mouth. Aizawa chuckled a bit and ruffled my hair. "Alright then, let's go kid. We already have your nursery ready." He'd say, taking my hand.

I let him take my hand as I continued to suck on the lollipop, it so happened to be my favorite flavor, Root-beer, who would've known lollipops would help distract me and ease my anxiety so quickly, I hadn't had a lollipop in years, as weird as this may sound, having something in my mouth in general seemed to help me relax. Sometimes I even would chew on my hoodie strings, I always made it a habit to replace them though, with new ones, because its fucking nasty to not do so.

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Aizawa's POV
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Bakugo seemed very calm and he seemed to not be paying attention, I wasn't complaining though because, I mean, No one wants to hear him complain, scream or throw any 'tantrums'.  Hopefully later when we try getting him into his little gear he acts this way, calm and content. As much as I loved the peace, I was almost concerned as my student was never this.. distracted? I don't give a fuck about my students not paying attention normally, but this was abnormal for Bakugo, and now I had to care about it because I was technically his guardian for however long this would last.

My husband Mic walked next to us, He kept trying to take Bakugo's hand but Bakugo kept pushing him away, not blowing up or anything. I couldn't help but chuckle, In all honesty, I wished to be in Mic's position instead because Bakugo's palms were warm and sweaty, gross. Germs gave me the ick, and so did kids, I still loved my daughter, Eri, though because she was tolerable. She knew not to make messes, I hope Bakugo is the same way when regressed or so be it.. I might just return him if not.. but I wouldn't actually do that, unless he breaks my cat figures, then we'd have a problem.

We soon exited UA, and headed to our blue minivan, which happened to be parked out front of UA. "Should we have taken Hitoshi home aswell, dear?" Mic asked me, I immediately facepalmed, I had forgotten about him.

"Can't he just get a ride from one of his friends?" I'd raise an eyebrow, going to the drivers side of the car. I was still holding Bakugo's sweaty hand.

"Babe, he doesn't have friends unless you'd like to count his boyfriend." Mic blinked at me, I'd chuckle a bit. "Fine, you're right, Denki is way too irresponsible to drive our son home, can you get him while I buckle Kat into his car seat?"

My husband nodded a bit, and turned around before heading back into the building. He was such an idiot sometimes, but he was my idiot.

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Bakugo's POV
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I then snapped out of my peace and distraction when I heard the words 'Son' and 'Carseat'. "Fuckin' car seat? And son?" I'd say outloud, staring at the other, There was no way they had boughten a car seat, and there was definitely no way they had a son, or at least, not someone that I knew.

Aizawa looked down at me. "Yup, of course we got a car seat for you, you're just an itty bitty baby."  He'd smile a little at me, he had to be joking. There was no way he would say that ironically. He also had just blown off my other question completely.

"I'm not a baby." I'd cross my arms, in protest, before my eyes widened as the other opened the van door, "no fucking way." I'd mumble a bit in disbelief. "I'm not sitting in that."

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I'm sorry for the role switching, I felt as if it was important for the reader to see outside of Bakugo's perspective, and to make it easier on myself. Let me know if you'd prefer me just sticking to Bakugo's perspective, or have others in aswell.

Thoughts? Let me know how you feel on the chapters so far? Do you have any ideas on what's about to come?

I hope you enjoyed! Thank you for reading.

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