Mitsuki Bakugou is a very temperamental woman, nobody has ever been able to tame her or straighten out her ambitions. No one except for Masaru Bakugou. The man is for lack of better words, a pushover. But that doesn't mean he doesn't share the same ambitions as his wife.
They both had a very similar dream, and reached that goal together. Now they are two very well-known figures. Bakugou Mitsuki, model and fashion photographer. Bakugou Masaru, fashion designer and prop artist.
It was inevitable that their son would also be a big shot too. Bakugou Katsuki, aspiring explosive hero-to-be, a temperamental strong willed teen with a powerful quirk.
Their family was not perfect by any means. From any outsiders view they seemed dysfunctional or maybe even neglected. But they had their inner workings. So what if they thought Katsuki and Mitsuki were always in arguments, and that Masaru was just some helpless wimp begging for his kid and his wife to quit fighting.
They didn't know shit. They didn't see the nights where being kidnapped and having PTSD got to Katsuki, and how his mother would drag him down to the living room to rest his head in her lap. His favorite childhood movie playing on the TV while his father stroked his back and they all cuddled on the couch, not saying a damn thing because they didn't need to. They felt every emotion in the air and comforted each other.
They also didn't see their family dinners. The cheesy families showcased in happy TV shows were unfortunately rare. Not many families get along, or have those moments where they laugh so hard they cry like the ones in TVs. However it's definitely a shock that the Bakugou family dinners were practically a carbon copy of it. They often made the meals together, getting into food fights and laughing as they cleaned it all up together. Or how they sat down and cracked jokes over plates filled with food.
It was cozy, and it was a lovable environment. No matter what anyone else said, the family loved each other through thick and thin.
That's why it was such a shock when Mitsuki and Masuru got into an argument. The pair don't disagree often. But when they do, their stubbornness is like trying to move a mountain.
He doesn't even know what they're even fighting about. Probably something work related, or maybe it has to do something with Katsuki's grandma who's currently halfway across Japan in a hospital. He doesn't really feel bad, when he was younger he saw how badly she treated his dad. How scared he got when she tried to hit him for something stupid. After that his dad got into a big argument with her and she hasn't been around.
Bakugou needed some damn relaxing. It's late at night and his parents are still screaming at each other. Or rather, the old hag is screaming while the old man is only slightly raising his voice.
He doesn't want to deal with this. He's lost enough beauty sleep already. So he packs a small overnight bag, and cracks his window open. He shimmies down to a wooden pole, jumping on it and crawling down. Luckily, the callouses on his hands keep him from getting any splinters. When he's at a reasonable distance he jumps from the pole onto the ground. He walks through the backyard and to the tiny alley they have, the moment he unlocks the wooden door he scurries away from the house.
He left a quick note on his desk in case his parents look for him. Just a simple "you guys are being fucking ridiculous. I'm going to Inko's house." Because he knew they couldn't get mad at him for staying with their families most trusted friend.
It's a small walk to Auntie Inko's house, they live in the same neighborhood. During the 3 minutes it takes to get there, he texts a couple people.
First is Inko, telling her that his parents are fighting and he's in his way to her house. He received a "Im so sorry they're arguing. Ofc you can come over, I made cookies :)"
