Katsuki had a shit day.
He slept through his alarm, getting a mouthful from Aizawa when he was late. Tenya wasn't even in class since he was excused due to finishing paperwork at the Ingenium agency for his brother. He wouldn't be back until the last period so Katsuki couldn't even hang out with him at break. Those damn extras annoyed the shit out of him. It was mainly Kirishima going on and on about Deku (not that he didn't love Deku like a brother but he did not need the exact measurements of his dick, fucks sake) further souring his mood.
In English, he forgot to bring his homework with him. Mic ended up giving him a detention, pissing him off to extents even he himself didn't believe were possible. Even though he tried to explain to the loud man that it was in his room if only he could just run and get it but the man kept denying him. He wanted to fucking strangle someone.
Training came around and he almost killed Monoma. The prick deserved it, but he was trying to be a hero no matter how much he wanted to blast that copycat bastard all the way to America. It took half the faculty members to get him to calm down. Aizawa and All Might ended up restraining him as Midnight knocked him out. He was sent to recovery girl due to his blistered hands and torn muscles in his triceps.
Falling into his space was the easiest thing in the world when it finally happened.
Though, he didn't exactly plan on dropping in front of everyone in the common area when he came back.
He dropped into his space so hard and fast he fell to his knees, alerting his classmates who were all sitting around watching some stupid 80's slasher film.
His vision was slightly blurry and his mind was fuzzy. 3 pairs of feet came into view, he tried looking up at the faces that these feet belonged to but all he was met with was indistinguishable blobs of red, green and brown. He was confused. He couldn't really remember anything. All he wanted was Daddy. Blinking his bleary eyes, they started to make out the faces. Kirishima, Tsuyu and Uraraka stood in front of him, the rest of the class stood concerned behind the trio. They were all talking but they were all too loud for him to understand. He was scared. His hands had a white-knuckled grip on his backpack and backed up against the wall.
"W-w-w-where's my-my D-daddy?" Katsuki asked meekly, shutting everyone up. A loud squawk followed by the sound of tape being pulled and cut was heard. Since he still couldn't see very well, he only felt someone kneel down in front of him. They put their hand on his knee and he whimpered in fear recoiling away from the touch, deciding he didn't like it.
"Shh, Bakugou I won't touch you again okay? Can you tell me who your daddy is? What's his name?" a female voice he remembered being Uraraka's, asked. He tilted his head in confusion. Daddy didn't have a name. These people are kinda dumb.
".... Daddy's name is Daddy" Katsuki answered. Uraraka giggled and Katsuki found himself smiling a little. He liked that noise. She seemed nice. He liked her.
"Do we know your daddy? Does he go to school here?" Katsuki thought for a second and then nodded.
"H-he has uhm blue hair. And he is big. Bigger than me and he wears goggles"
"Your daddy is Iida-kun kero?" Tsuyu asked. Katsuki shrugged.
"Yo, am I the only one hearing this? Blasty just said he has a daddy! Why isn't anyone filming?"
"Yes idiot, we hear it too but what does it matter. He was- put your fucking phone away Mineta- he was obviously hit by a quirk we just gotta take him to Recovery Girl" Uraraka said and Katsuki wanted to say he doesn't feel sick but was interrupted by a deep voice.
"Who was hit by a quirk?" Daddy asked, walking into the common area. Katsuki lit up.
"Daddy!" he jumped into his daddy's arms and planted a kiss on his cheek. "I missed you all day!" Katsuki whined. The entire room froze. Cackles and snickers grew louder and they made Katsuki deflate. People were making fun of him, but he didn't do anything wrong, did he? His daddy froze too and he could feel tears welling up in his eyes. Not daddy too. Katsuki wiggled in his daddy's hold trying to escape it but his daddy held on tighter. He didn't know what to do so he screamed bloody murder. His daddy dropped him out of shock and he ran to the corner on the other side of the room. The entire room stood in shock, staring at their hot-headed, badass, scary classmate sobbing in the corner like he just saw someone shoot his cat.
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Little Ol' Me
FanficAge regression was Katsuki's coping mechanism. Some people deal with their stress by controlling their breathing, doing yoga, drowning their sorrows in coffee, drugs or alcohol. Katsuki chooses to drown his in stuffed animals, binkies and his caregi...