Katsuki Bakugou lost the love of his life to give birth to his precious daughter Emma. He could never move on so he stayed single and continued working as the Captain of the police force and being a dad to a 12-year-old Louis and a 2-year-old Emma...
Emma and I looked towards the door from our spot in the living room. We were surrounded by toys. "Um...." I know Katsuki has keys and Louis too. ding dong I tensed up even more hearing the door knob jiggle. I grabbed Emma and took her to the corner of the living room and sat down with her tightly in my arms. "I don't know, she's not opening the doors." "Because Bakugou said NOT to go over." "But he can't keep her to himself! She was our friend too." "But she's scared right now-stop wiggling the doorknob!" "I'm calling Kachaan!" "What!?" I heard a ringing sound and waited. Are they calling their boss? Because they can't get in. Oh my... "What!?" "She's not opening the door!" "What the fuck?! Are you at my house!? I TOLD YOU NOT TO FUCKING GO THERE! SHE'S NOT FUCKING READY TO MEET ANYONE!" I heard Katsuki's voice but he was angry. "Chill man, we just want to talk." "Fine....slide the phone under." I saw a phone slide underneath the door.
"Mari? You there!" "Papa!" Emma squealed and clapped hearing her dad's voice. "Emmy! Where's mama?" Emma looked up at me waiting for me to reply. I slowly stood up and went to get the phone. "Mari?" I grabbed the phone and looked at it. "Yes?" I whispered. "Oh thank god, baby! I'm so fucking sorry. You must be scared." "I'm a-alright.." I muttered. "I told those idiots to leave you alone. Those are....my friends. And they used to be your friends too. So they wanted to come over. If you don't want that I can tell them to go home, baby. Should I let them stay? Be honest." ".....It's ok," I whispered. "Ok...Trust me they won't hurt you and if anyone makes you uncomfortable, call me ok? Keep this phone with you." "Ok." "Good girl, love. How about you unlock the door, whenever you want, and give this phone to the redhead, ok love?" "Ok." After taking a few deep breaths, I unlocked the door and opened it to four people.
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"Oh my god, Marinette!" I got tackled into a hug making me freeze. "Oi! Pinky, don't fucking touch her like that! Shittyhair! Take the phone!" "I'll take that." This redhead said taking the phone from my hand. "Listen! You are all to go in there. Sit nicely, don't question her! Don't make her do work! Talk nicely, no shouting! And then fucking leave! If she ever feels uncomfortable, I'm going to kill you guys! Let her keep this phone, so if she ever feels uncomfortable, she can call me! Alright!?" "Yea, Bakubro, got it." "Give the phone back." "Here you go Marinette. It's Bakugou." I took the phone back after this pink-haired girl stopped hugging me. "You ok, love? Should I send them off?" "No..." I whispered. "Alright, keep the phone. Call me if you need anything. Love you, baby." "Ok, bye," I whispered and heard the phone turn off.
"Um...C-Come in." I opened the door wider. "You are so adorable! No need to be afraid!" They all came in and sat on the sofa. This black-haired guy lifted a giggling Emma. "My name is Mina! This is Kirishima, Kaminari, and Sero!" "Hi..." I waved and sat down on the couch across from them. "I'm M-Ma-Marinette." I blushed. "How are you feeling?" "...Good," I muttered. "How is Bakugou treating you?" "He's...good," I muttered not knowing what else to say. "Um..do-do you guys...w-work with Ka-Katsuki t-too?" "Oh yeah! He's our captain! We used to work as a team but he got promoted!" "That's nice." I smiled and took Emma when she started reaching out for me. I let her sit on my lap and grabbed her a toy to play with.
Katsuki's POV:
I'm surprised she didn't call me. Unless they took the phone away or she was too scared to call me. I hurried out of my car and went to my front door. I unlocked it and ran in. "Mar-" "Sh!" "What the heck?" I whispered walking in. Marinette was on the couch sleeping with Emma in her arms. "We went to grab some snacks and when we got back they were fast asleep." "Yeah, Emma usually takes her naps at this time, and I guess Marinette decided to join. Now get out." "Right right. Later!" Once they all left, I went to the couch and sat on the floor staring at my two girls. I ran my thumb against Marinette's cheek, gazing at her with love in my eyes. "I love you both so much," I muttered and kissed their foreheads.
"What do you want for dinner, love?" I asked Marinette while she lay down on her bed. Ever since I woke them up for food, she's been acting weird. "Baby? What's the matter?" I asked gently while rubbing her back. She just groaned and ignored me. "Mari? You need to tell me what's wrong. So I can help." I rubbed her calf and waited. "I'll go get dinner started and then come back. Will you be ready to talk then?" She said nothing so I sighed. I kissed her calf stood up and left.
Marinette's POV:
I sighed and rubbed the tears away. Everything was annoying me now. I was frustrated with everything. I stutter! I lost weight! I can't talk to people. I can't go a few minutes without being afraid!
"Hey...I got the food cooking. Ready to talk?" Katsuki sat next to me and rubbed my hand. "C'mon, love. I can help you-" "I don't need your help!" I snapped making him stare back at me with wide eyes. I got off the bed and started pacing. "I don't need anyone's help! I hate this! I hate how I don't remember ANYTHING! I want to live a normal freaking life! I don't want to be scared every single time! I don't want to be happy and then the next second, start thinking you're going to beat me up! I want to stop stuttering and I want to be normal! I hate all the pity looks I get. I hate everything and I just want it all to end!" "...." I didn't look up thinking he might hate me now. How can I be so ungrateful? I felt arms around my body making me yelp. "I never knew you felt that way, love. I'm so sorry." He cradled my head against his chest, rocking us back and forth. "I never knew and if I did I would never have done all of that. I just...I don't know how to treat you, love. And I...I'm so sorry." He nuzzled into my neck. "It's...ok, I just....I'm frustrated." "I understand. How about we eat dinner and we talk afterwards?" "Ok." "Good." He pecked my forehead and led me out of the room.
