My Future Hero

Chapter 1 - A story begins

...Welcome...

"My name is Bakugou-Kirishima Katsuro, and this is my story"

In the morning of Shizuoka, a black-rooted & blonde spiky haired boy is just starting to wake up due to the blinding sunlight peering through his bedroom window. The forespoken bedroom is quite spacious with a dark grey wall starting from the door and wrapping around the left, and then changing into a white wall which wraps around the rest of the room including the ceiling. Next to the white wooden door is a dark grey closet, some dark grey and orange cubbyhole bookshelf, and right next to that are a couple of pro hero posters portraying Red Riot & Great Explosion Murder God Dynamight, or just Dynamight for short; under the posters lays a queen-sized light grey bed to which holds a tired, half-awake boy. From under the covers a couple arms emerge high into the air, stretching out and pushing against the bed as the boy sits up with a soft yawn. In his view and across the bed mounted onto the white wall is a medium sized tv that has been left on the idle screen with a semi-transparent logo slowly moving around it, "urg" a purposeful groan was broken into the atmosphere as the boy reaches for the remote that sits to the right on a nightstand, he then uses the remote to switch the TV off completely. After that, he grabs the corner of his quilt and throws it off his body to swing his legs at the same momentum off the edge of the bed, touching the soft warm light grey carpet that covered his bedroom floor. Even though the sun was shining into the room from the window situated atop of the nightstand, it was still a bit chilly causing a shiver of goosebumps to go up his body, releasing a cold vocal jitter, "go-god it's bloody freezing this morning" he points aloud.

"KATSURO! BREAKFAST IS READY!" A gruff and extremely loud voice echoes throughout the house, seemingly coming from under the bedroom. An aroma of freshly cooked bacon began to waver though the house an indication that Katsuro's favourite breakfast is being made.

A few footsteps thud past outside the bedroom door, stopping a couple feet away, before another voice that sounds more cracked and raspy speaks "...Katsuki..." a yawning whine escapes, "...do you have to shout so early in the morning?..." The person whom is talking is known as Bakugou-Kirishima Eijirou, and his husband is Bakugou-Kirishima Katsuki is downstairs prepping breakfast whilst being scolded from atop of the stairs, "just come upstairs and tell hi-ah-im" he yawns once more.

From downstairs in the kitchen below Katsuro's room, footsteps could be heard from Katsuki going to the bottom of the stairs, placing a right hand on his hip. He had an apron on over a white shirt and a pair of joggers, in his left hand holding a spatula, "Well I'm cooking, don't want your food to burn, do you?" Eijirou responds by shaking his head quickly, he'd wouldn't be able work properly if he couldn't eat his husband's cooking in the morning, Katsuki was very talented when it came to cooking. Kirishima knew he got lucky in that department, even if the redhead can cook, it still wasn't as good as the blonde's cooking. "Secondly Eijirou, seeing as you're soooo tired of my yelling, why don't you, whom is already outside his door, inform him that breakfast is ready," Having dumbfounded his extremely half-awake husband, Katsuki turns on his heel going back to his duty in the kitchen, thankfully he put the pancakes on a low heat, besides he or Eijirou can have any burnt pancakes. The blonde was making 3 sets of different pancakes, but his husband didn't care as long as he was fed, Katsuki smirks softly as he adds bits of bacon within the next batch.