Bakudeku/Dekubaku Oneshots

Father For Two

Adult Bakugou Katsuki
Adult Midoriya Izuku
Female Midoriya Izuku

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Katsuki was sitting at his desk filling out a report about the recent villain he took down with Red Riot. It was easier than anticipated, which is why he didn’t want to make the statements. There wasn’t much to it, if he was honest. Hardly any detail with how fast it had happened. Clicking his tongue, he kept on till his phone rang. Sadly, it was UA, and he didn’t have the patience for it right now.

“Bakugou.” He answered as calm as he could, setting his pen on his desk and leaning back in his chair. His luck, Akane got into another fight today.

“Bakugou, always a pleasure.” Aizawa said over the phone, as monotone as ever. “I’m calling in regards to Akane, but actually, we’ve broken through to a much bigger problem.” Katsuki sighed hard, bringing his hand to his face.

“What the hell did she do now?” He was sighing in defeat at this point. The girl had taken after him, after all. Taken basically everything but his quirk.

“Well, though she was in a fight, I actually saw the start of it this time. Seems like she’s been bullied a lot recently. I won’t go into details on the phone, but she is with Recovery Girl right now–”

“What the fuck do you mean she’s with Recovery Girl right now?!” Katsuki yelled out with rage. “How badly was she hurt? Isn’t it your fucking job to keep things like that from happening?!”

“I’ll remind you of how you were when you were her age, and think better on the situation.” Aizawa said dryly, bringing Katsuki to blush in shame.

“Uh, right..” He coughed a little into his hand, knowing full well what his old teacher meant.

“We’re taking the necessary precautions right now for the other students–”

“There was more than one?! Aizawa you fuck, give me a break here!”

“Bakugou, just come down and grab your kids. According to the news, Izuku is currently busy, so don’t try to weasel your way out of this. We’ll explain more when you get here.” Before Katsuki could yell about how a damn good father he was, the line went dead. Sighing and almost throwing his phone, he shoved it in his hero costume pocket and walked out of the building.

On the drive there, he couldn’t help but think about Akane, and how so little she was like her mother sometimes. She was strong willed, sure. Smiling was her signature, just like Deku. Though, she had Katsuki’s rage and aggression. It was much more suppressed than when he was her age, but she still had moments where she could one up him. Even with his red eyes, she could spit fire from hell.

Akemi, though, was the complete opposite. He was his oldest, but was more like Izuku than ever. Sure, he had Katuki’s blond hair, but he had his mom’s eyes. Even had the sensitivity to go with it. There were stronger points where he wouldn’t back down, and would take the beating of his life if it meant everyone else was in the clear. Apparently, being a martyr could be passed down.

When he got to the school, he figured he should have changed. It wasn’t like the school didn’t already know their parents were the top two heroes, but at his age, flaunting wasn’t a strong thing. He liked relaxing as much as the next person. Having twins could do that to a person, after all.

“You made it in great time, I see.” Aizawa was waiting for him at the front gate, looking as young as ever. Maybe it was because of all the sleep he got that kept him younger looking. He had to of been pushing sixty by now.

“Where’s my daughter?” Katsuki demanded, but without the bite to back it up. “Is she at least alright?”

“She’s fine, will probably have a little bruising left over, but otherwise she has the Bakugou/Midoriya turn around.” Aizawa smirked next to him as they walked on to the infirmary.