Confusion || Todoroki vs Bakugo x Reader

~Thirty Five~

(Y/n is telling this to Aizawa, Todoroki and Bakugo but I wrote it in a flashback kind of style)

I was 10 years old that day. I woke up to a dark and gloomy room. The walls were dark gray, no windows and only a single bed and a nightstand filled the empty space. I put on a black dress that had been prepared for me. It was long sleeved with a loose, flowy skirt that ended right above my knees. Underneath I was wearing black see-through tights and some plain. black, short heels. I slowly made my way to the kitchen table. It was already set with plates, glasses, utensils and food. 

"Good morning Y/n. Come, join us for breakfast." My father spoke in a slightly sad tone. 

He sat at the head of the table with the biggest chair. It was made of dark brown wood and had gold details all over. He was dressed in an all black suit. Next to him, on the right was Daichi. He gave me a soft smile before turning back to his food. Right next to Daichi was Eiji. He didn't even turn to look at me and just stuffed more eggs in his mouth. Both of them also had black suits. Only difference between theirs and father's was that father's button up was also black while theirs was white. You sat down next to your brother as you noted the people on the left side of the table. 

In front of Daichi was father's right hand man, Hanzo. He was an evil man like the rest. In front of Eiji sat my father's adviser, Kizaki and in front of me was Tomura Shigaraki. He gave me a sly smile. The food on the table was grand. We were never allowed to eat this well unless 'he' was coming. There were eggs, croissants, bagels, salad, some chicken dish and three different drinks, water, juice and milk. I grabbed a croissant and started eating. The maid poured me a glass of juice which I gladly accepted. 

"When are we leaving?" Hanzo asked, turning to my father. 

"Soon, we are waiting for one more person." 

As if on cue, the doors opened and in walked a big black ominous figure. It was him. The man who performed all the experiments on me. The man I feared with every fiber of my being. 

"Sorry for being late. I had some issues to deal with." He gave a smirk and sat down on the opposite end of my father. In between Shigaraki and me. 

"It's quite alright. As you all know, today marks one year since my wife's unfortunate passing." Father spoke as if he was actually grieving her death. He was the one who killed her.

"We will finish eating then go to her grave and say our prayers." He continued. 

We all sat in separate cars. I was with my siblings while father went with Hanzo and Kizaki. Shigaraki and the black figure went together. 

"Do any of you miss mom?" I asked as we waited for the car to arrive.

"No. Why would I? She was horrible to us." Eiji said with disgust. 

"Eiji." Daichi said sternly before turning to me and speaking in a soft tone.

"I do sometimes. Even though she wasn't the best, she was still our mother. It's alright if you miss her." 

"That's the thing. I haven't thought about her once since she died. I don't miss her at all. I don't even understand why sir is doing all of this." I spoke with no emotion as I had been taught to do. 

"He's doing it for appearances. How would it look if his friends and associates thought he didn't care about his wife. Give him a few years and he'll stop." Eiji grumbled. 

The rest of the car ride was silent until we arrived. The ceremony wasn't any special and just as quickly as it began, we were back home. Now everyone had left and we were alone with our father. He threw his jacket off as soon as we entered the house.