The Music in Us

Chapter Six

Todoroki's POV

As I listen to songs on my Bluetooth, I can't help but imagine how I would play them on my guitar.

I make it to my dad's house and groan, grabbing my bag from the seat beside mine. 

I walk into his house, since he knew I was coming and shut the door very loudly.

He walks up to me with a smile, which makes me scowl even more.

He's been trying to get "better", but I don't give a fuck. He's put me and Dabi through so much shit. I'm never forgiving him.

He tries to give me a hug, but I move quick enough to avoid him.

"Uh, how was school? Are you hungry?"

"School was fine, and no."

I walk through the living room to get to the stairs, which would take me to my room.

But then I saw him. Dad's little boy toy. Hōkusu. Or should I say, Hawks. The so called amazing singer, who's 22. My dad is 48. There's a 26 year difference there. The magazines would have a best day(s) of their lives if this ever got out.

I feel anger burn in me once I see him, and it only increases as he smirks at me, knowing what he's doing.

"Dad, why the fuck is he here?! Didn't you say you wouldn't bring you're little twink of a boyfriend here anymore while we're here?!"

I run up the stairs to my room as dad calls out my name.

I slam the door of my room shut and get out my phone to texts Izu.

I here a knock and sigh aggravated.

"Dad, go away!"

"Um... it's Fuyumi and Natsuo... your sister and brother?"

I smile and walk over to the door, opening it and hugging my siblings.

"It's been awhile since you've hugged us, Shoto," Natsuo laughs. "We heard you and dad yelling. What happened?"

I groan. "Dad's twink is here."

"We know, Shoto. It's kinda inevitable. He's going to be here no matter what," Fuyumi says, both of them still hugging me.

I sigh, again. "I know. Doesn't mean I want to see him. I already have to see them at school. I don't want to see them here too."

"Well, you're usually not here anyway, bro."

Natsuo and I laugh at our sister.

"Yeah. I guess you're right."

I let go of them, and we all sit down on my bed.

"I don't like Hōkusu. He's a little bitch. Have you seen the things he's done? Disgusting."

My siblings sigh. "Yes. We know. He's not the ideal person to be our father's boyfriend, but... it is what it is. We can't change it no matter how much we want to. We just have to live with it."