You were bullied as a kid and mistreated by your father. Your parents may be the pinnacle of changing for the greater good, but it doesn't meen they will change in a good way, just look at your father. Your father was a pro hero, your mother; an eli...
A/n-warning, long, and it's Bakugo, so lot's of swearing. You've been warned Ciao ______________________________________ Your POV
I had a great night, drinking, drunking, and singing with the karaoke machine mom "borrowed". All in all, last night was great. However...
"What happened last night?..." I was worried as I woke up, and Izumi was in my bed, and I can't tell if she's wearing pants with My shirt...why can't I remember what happened?
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"Oh, heya Y/n, good morning~"
"Oh, good morning Izumi...why are you in my bed?..."
"Oh, because~" she leaned up and kissed my cheek, causing me to blush deeply "it is a good dream~" while she just crashed back onto my bed. I can't tell if she was still drunk, or just tired. But any man would be glad to have her as a girlfriend, so I won't stick around, just in case I do something I'd regret.
I decided to just grab some food while trying to get away before-
"Oh, now where are you going young man~?" Too late, she saw me
"I'm...I'm just going to go out for a little while..." I try shrugging it off, but she quickly saw through me.
"Alright~, just 'going out' is it? Alright, take this bag with you. It has all of the 'necessary supplies', youmay find it'll come in handy~" she handed me a bag, and I just decided not to argue, since I would just lose this battle. I didn't even bother checking what was in the bag at the time, but if I did, I would have some choice words for her.
I left quickly, taking a few corners, turns, and alleys, heading past the university, some restaurants, and a few shady places.
At a dead end alley, I turned around to face my follower...
". . .Uncle Koro. . .Just because you turn invisible, does not mean your clothes do too." I gave an annoyed tone at my now pink uncle, already knowing what his intentions were
"I'll give you to the count of three...one..." I immediately began the countdown, as he began panicking, turning purple while stuttering over every word.
"W-wait Kiddo, i-it's not what it looks like! I-I'm just out on my morning jog...with a notebook...have I ever mentioned how much I love mapping out back alley streets in every city?" He wad trying to spit out nonsense
"Two..."
"Hold on, I'm your uncle, you can't just do this to your elders, or your sensei! What about your mother!? She's intersted too!"
"Three..."
I just kicked him in the face as he literally was tangled in a knot, kicking him into the sky.
"It looks like I'm blasting off agaaaaaaain...." I knew he was just messing around there, but he's a good sport about it. I just had one more pursuer, turning to the trash can next to me.
