Vow [Katsuki Bakugou x Reader]

[Chapter 65]: I'm sure

"Miss (y/n), wait up a moment." You paused and turned to face the voice approaching you from behind. You smiled gently upon recognition.

"Judge Saito, thank you so much for today." You bowed your head lightly forward in gratitude. The rest of your entourage halted as well. Saito grunted and waved his hand a bit.

"Please stop, I'm just doing my job." After lifting your head back up, he held out a piece of paper to you. "Here. This is a warrant to search Takashi's house so that you may retrieve your belongings."

Takashi.

The name left a bitter taste in your mouth. You reached out to take hold of the document.

"Thank you sir..."

A moment of silence fell over everyone.

"If you were curious, he's been charged 3 years in prison for aiding in extortion and illegal possession of firearms." Saito spoke lowly, before looking past you and at Katsuki. "That boy and a few of your other classmates managed to get a recording of him admitting to setting you up. It's thanks to them that he was brought to justice."

The recording...

You had been made aware of what happened that night with Katsuki, Shouto, Ochaco, and Izuku. Yet you still couldn't bring yourself to listen to what Takashi had to say about you. At the moment, the weight of everything was still too much.

I miss them... I want to go back to school as soon as possible.

With that, Saito left you with Aizawa and the Bakugou's. You turned back to them and continued out towards the door. Katsuki alone had paused for a moment to glare back at Mr. Furukawa, who had also just exited the courtroom.

He had a powerful urge to blow the man up but resigned himself to simply mouthing "I'll kill you" instead.

- - -

"MAKE YOURSELF RIGHT AT HOME (Y/N)!" Mitsuki said as she squeezed the living daylights out of you the moment you entered the Bakugou household.

"ARE YA TRYING TO KILL HER YOU DAMN OLD HAG?!" Katsuki growled as he clutched Mitsuki's arm in an attempt to free you.

"Oka- Mitsuki. I c-can't breathe..." You mumbled against her chest. She giggled and released you.

"Sorry sorry! Would you like something to drink dear?" She questioned sweetly. Honestly, you hadn't really taken care of yourself at all recently with all that was going on.

"Just some water please. Thank you."

"You don't need to talk so formally (y/n)." She placed a hand on your shoulder. "You're not imposing on us at all, okay?" It's like she had read your mind. Your brow furrowed as you attempted to fight back tears.

"Okay!" You responded firmly. Mitsuki chuckled before heading into the kitchen. Masaru was already working on dinner.

You plopped down onto the couch next to Katsuki, throwing your head back against the cushion.

I swear I could pass out right now-

You felt fingers intertwine with yours, a notion that made you jump.

"The fuck is your deal?" Katsuki grumbled.

"Oh sorry, it just surprised me..."

Maybe it was how long it had been, or the fact that most of the touch you had received recently were guards forcefully guiding you into cells. But today especially, his touch felt warm and comforting.