★Katsuki Bakugou x Reader One Shots★

❦Katsuki X Abused Reader

"Sorry I'm late!"
(Y/N) rushes into the 1-A classroom with her backpack falling loosely off of her shoulder. Sliding into her desk, she pulls out a notebook and a pen. Writing down a plan for the day, she made sure to pull her skirt down far enough to hide the bruise on her thigh. Last night was another night like many before.

There was some nights (Y/N) went home and cleaned up the house and did everything she could to keep her dad happy. She never knew what version of him would come through the front door that had scratches from shattered glass. Some nights, her father would come inside in a joking mood. But other nights, he could come in feeling angry and it only went as far as hitting his daughter with a belt a few times.

Unfortunately for her, the night before had been the version of her father she'd hated the most ever since her mother decided to bail on her family. He came home drunk and horny from all the girls he'd seen at the strip club him and his alcoholic friends would occasionally meet up at. There was nothing she could do to stop him when he was drunk.

Waking through the door, he'd see (Y/N) washing the dishes since he would never do them himself. A gross grin would be placed on his face as he wraps his arms around (Y/N)'s figure causing her to flinch and become stiff from his touch. Fear clear in (Y/N)'s eyes as his hand slid around her breasts and found their way going lower and lower. Terrified of what he was going to do to her, she fought back by slapping his hands that were groping his own daughter.

Of course, this only made him angry and soon enough (Y/N) was on the floor trembling in pain from his kicks to her stomach and his hands that couldn't seem to stop themselves from slapping her multiple times.

The bell to signal lunch rang through everyone's ears.
"Heeey~ (Y/N)~. You wanna hang out after school?"
(Y/N)'s best friend, Mina smiles at her best friend.
(Y/N) gives her a look of sympathy.
"Sorry, Mina. I've got chores for when I get home later. My father asked me to do them while he's off at work."
(Y/N) lied straight through her teeth. He wasn't going to be at work. He doesn't have a job. (Y/N) made all the money for the two of them. As easy as it would be for (Y/N) to just come out and say they her father was treating her in such a way, she could never bring herself to do it.

Yes. He did hurt her. But he was the only family (Y/N) had left. She couldn't hate him even after all that he's done to her.
"Aww, you never have time to hang out. You either have chores, or you're going to work. Don't you have like 6 jobs?"

"Actually, it's only 4 jobs."
(Y/N) corrects her.
"You have 4 jobs as a high school student?"
Sero asked from the desk next to (Y/N). She nods.
"Yeah, I wake up, get ready, come to school, go home, do my chores there, then head out for job 1, my shift ends then I go to Job 2. Job 3 and 4 are on other days."

Kirishima sits on the desk beside Sero while the rest of the Bakusquad takes a desk close including Bakugo.
"Isn't that a bit much for a teenager? Plus, shouldn't your parents be doing all that Jazz?"
(Y/N) puts some of her hair behind her ear.
"Actually, I only live with my dad."

"Then where the hell is your mom?"
Katsuki's rough voice is heard next. (Y/N) shrugs at the question.
"I don't know. She left when I was two."
Katsuki shoves Denki to the side who'd gotten in his way as he leans closer to (Y/N).
"What the hell is that?"

His words cause the rest of the squad to look closer at her as well.
"Woah, that's a bruise. How'd you get a bruise that bad?"
Denki asks. (Y/N) presses down on her neck to find the bruise. Once finding it, a wince leaves her lips.
Damn.. how'd I not notice that?"

"I- uh.. ran into a wall."

Katsuki glares at her with his arms now folded.
"Bull shit. Tell us where the hell you got it and tell us now."
No words leaves (Y/N)'s mouth as she has nothing to say. Mina bends down in front of her fiend, placing her hands on her legs. Another wince. Mina licks her thumb, rubbing it over her legs causing makeup to smear. Her eyes widen at the sight when all makeup is gone.
"(Y/N)... what's going on?"