Winter: Bakugo X Oc

Chapter 6

"Hey, Kuru-chan!" I called the fellow black haired girl over.

"Yes, Izu-chan?" The waitress walked over to our table.

"What's his name?" I asked in a hissed tone, pointing at the guy next to him.

"Todoroki, I think. He's Endeavor's son." She replied, winking at me.

"Oh, I wasn't asking for me. I was asking for her." I pointed at Maho. Maho blushed and smacked my arm.

"Well, as of late, he's become a regular. If you come more often, you'll probably run into him." Ash winked at Maho before walking away to other customers.

"I hate you..." Maho mumbled, her face turning  bright pink.

"I love you too." I giggled. She's crushing so hard.

We finished our food. Maho paid, and we left the cafe. Her face was its regular color now, and her heartbeat was back to its normal rhythm.

"Shoot. I have to go to my friend's house for a project. Are you ok walking home alone?" Maho asked me. I nodded.

"Are you sure?" She asked.

"Of course." I smiled to reassure her. She nodded. We waved each other bye until she was out of sight.

"Should I just go home? That can be counted as dinner, right? Ugh, but I want real food..." I groaned and walked to a random grocery store.

I walked inside the store and grabbed a basket. I walked down an aisle. There are so many choices... of ramen! I know I said real food, but... it's ramen. It's close enough.

I grabbed a bunch and put it in the basket. I walked toward the dairy section when I saw a familiar blonde.

"Bakugou?" I mumbled to myself. The blonde turned around, and it was... a woman!? Geez, she looks just like Bakugou.

"Katsuki! Come here!" The woman shouted, making me wince. Ouch. Who the hell is Katsuki? Sounds like cat-suki. Kat? Kitty? I miss Mochi.

"What the hell do you want!?" A familiar voice yelled from behind me. Shit. Shit. Shit. SOS.

Bakugou bumped into me,making me stumble. Bitch. Stupid pomeranian.

"Katsuki! You just bumped into her! Apologize!" The woman slapped Bakugou's back. Is that his mom? Why she kinda... Izumi. Stop.

"Ugh, fine. Stupid hag." Bakugou grumbled and turned around. Our eyes met, and his widened. I heard his heartbeat grow faster. Was he thinking about earlier?

"Bakugou... it's fine. You don't have to apologize. I was in the way." I mumbled. This was so awkward, I wanted to run away.

"Katsuki, you know this girl? You have friends?" The woman asks. Now that their standing next to each other, they look like twins. That definitely has to be his mom.

"She is not my friend! She's just an extra in my class." He grumbled.

"Don't talk about a girl like that! That's why you're still single!" The woman smacks Bakugou upside the head.

"Uh- ma'am... it's fine. I'm Izumi Aizawa. I'm Bakugou's classmate." I bowed respectfully.

"And she's respectful too. You could learn a thing or two from her. Anyways, I'm this brat's mother. Mitsuki Bakugou, but please just call me Mitsuki." Mrs- Mitsuki says. Bakugou grumbled.

"Have you had dinner yet?" Mitsuki asked me. I shook my head no, pointing at the basket in my hand.

"That's not real food. Have dinner with us!" Mitsuki offers.

"Oh, ummm, I don't know..." I said after Bakugou gave me a look.

"Please. I insist." She grabs the basket from my hands and sets it down.

"Ok..." I sighed. I couldn't say no to her.

Wait, if I find her hot, does that mean... no! I mean... they do look like twins... Izumi. Stop. No.

So, I ended up in Bakugou's house after Mitsuki paid for her groceries. Yay.

"Katsuki. Set the table. And, feel free to call him Katsuki. I give you permission." Mitsuki patted my head as Baku- Katsuki walked away.

"Mrs. Misuki-" I nodded.

"Just Mitsuki is fine." She cut me off. I nodded.

"Mitsuki, what can I do to help?" I asked.

"No. You're a guest. You don't need to do anything." She shook her head and patted my head. Why does she keep doing that?

She led me to the couch and the. Walked away. I sat on the couch, playing with the hem of my skirt.

I could hear everything. Tableware being set on the table. Two pairs of footsteps. Pans clanking. The stove turning on. Liquid being poured. Three heartbeats. Three heartbeats!? Is the third one mine?

I covered my ears. Why can I hear my heartbeat? Why is it so loud? Ow. Ow. OW. Make it stop. Please... make it stop. Tears started to well up in my eyes.

"Izumi." I heard a familiar voice called out to me.

The person placed their hand on my knee. I looked up to see Bakugou. He said my name. It isn't loud anymore. Its.. calming...

"Is it... too loud?" He asked. I shook my head no.

"No... I just have a headache." I lied. I couldn't tell him the truth. For some reason I didn't want him to worry.

"Ok." He noded. I smiled at him. Another man walked into the house. He had brown hair and didn't look like Bakugou at all. Was that his dad?

"Hi my love." He kissed Misuki on her forehead, pulling her in for a hug.

"Hello." They smiled at each order lovingly.

Did my parents look at each other like that? Who am I kidding. Of course they did, and i ruined it all. It's all my-

"Oh, who's our guest?" Mr. Bakugou asked, pulling me out of my thoughts.

"Oh! I'm Izumi Aizawa." I bowed.

"That's Katsuki's friend. That brat actually made a friend. And she's pretty!" Mitsuki told her husband.

"I'm Masaru Bakugou. But we're all Bakugous here, so please just call me Masaru." Masaru greeted me.

I might as well join this family, too.