Anime Imagines! (ENDED)

Parents (MHA Bakugou Katsuki X Reader)

Word Count: 4464

(A/N: Spoilers for S03 E13.)

I feel my uncle pat his hand on the side of my arm. I snap my gaze to the family in front of us and give a smile, picking up my coat from the couch. Immediately, I say to them, "Oh! Thank you, Mrs and Mr Jirou. It's been a pleasure." I do a little bow as they do one back.

Mrs Jirou responds, "Oh, it's alright. We're glad that Kyoka has a nice friend like you around to help." I look beside her and see Kyoka giving me a thumbs up with a big grin.

Uncle Shota nods too, hands smoothing out his tie. He adds, "I assure you that the dorm system will work smoothly as hoped, we thank you for your cooperation."

I was with Uncle Shota and Toshinori, visiting my friends about the dormitory system inputted by the school. Since I'm under Uncle Shota's care, he immediately said 'yes' to the idea. I had asked to tag along.

It was either this or Uncle Shota would put me in training with Uncle Hizashi again today, and he just found out about me and Katsuki.

Let's just say, he likes gossip and doesn't shut up about it.

Uncle Shota made me wear a dress that was a similar shade to his shirt and a jacket to his tie. He asked me to tie his hair up, so I gladly did so too.

When me and my uncle walked into the school this morning for meeting with Principal Nezu, we passed Midnight, who just awed at our matching outfits. I didn't mind how she was acting, but Uncle Shota looked ticked off.

The Jirou family walked us to the front door, little chatter being made between us.

I feel a light pat on my shoulder and I turn around. Kyoka places her hand on her hip and grins at me.

"Hey, maybe we can be neighbors. That way, we don't have to run around for study sessions." I smile back at her and agree, slipping on my matching jacket to my uncle's tie. I push out the creases of my skirt and walk with Uncle Shota out of the house.

"You were obviously distracted. What is wrong?" Uncle Shota asks me, glancing in my direction for a split second. I reply, "Oh, it's-it's nothing, Uncle Shota. I guess I was just daydreaming."

When the car arrives, I sit in between Uncle Shota and Toshinori, hands folded on my lap. The car drove us to the next house and I was practically listening to my heart beat out of my chest.

It was a quiet ride up until Uncle Shota spoke, hand on his neck, "I was prepared to face more criticism. I'll buy you a drink."

It was obvious he was talking to Toshinori beside me. The blonde laughs a little, looking back at the hero, "Oh, stop. That's not like you. I can't drink, anyway, and the next family..."

I hold my breath, staring down at my skirt to calm myself down more.

Toshinori continues, "Probably won't be that easy."

Uncle Shota hums in agreement before nudging my hand. "Are you okay? You've met Bakugou's parents before, haven't you?" He asks me.

When I admitted to him that Katsuki had asked me out on a date and asked for permission to go, Uncle Shota acted as if he didn't care. But now that it's been about three months, he seems to care more than initially. Like he'd ask to tell me my schedule with him, if we've had any big arguments and such.

And now, Katsuki yells that little bit less in class.

I shake my head quickly, clenching the fabric of my outfit in between my fingers.