Nothing but trouble |Bakugo x Reader

Uncle

Narrator: 

The weeks after the party were disappointingly uneventful, other than the midterms, which y/n managed to come third in. No, I don't give a flying fuck about the original places and storyline. Send your complaints to someone else. And now everyone was preparing for the finals.

Thank you and goodnight.

Your POV: 

We have finals tomorrow. What are they going to be...? I slip out of bed, grumbling as the cold slams into my bare arms. I shower and slip on my uniform as I head downstairs for breakfast. 

"Wow, you must like that toast, pumpkin." My father comes in, watching me devour the bread, "slow down, or you'll choke." 

"Good, I want to." He pales at my words, no doubt remembering that night. "God, can't you take a joke?" I know it was mean of me to say that, especially because only a few weeks ago I did want to die. I still kind of think about it, rarely, but I do. He sighs, shaking his head. "Do you and mum have work today?" 

"Yes, and we won't be back until about 11," Mum walks in, already in her hero costume. A light blue body-suit, with a black belt and helmet tucked under her arm. Going early?  I get up, dumping my crumbs in the compost and putting the plate in the sink. "Uh, y/n? Dishwasher." I groan but pull the dishwasher open and put the plate in.

"I'm gonna go brush my teeth, can you drop me off today? Please?" I make my best puppy eyes, not even feeling a little bit guilty as they look at each other, sigh and nod. "Yay! Thank you!" I hug both of them, not knowing that this was the last time I would ever see them. "I'll be ready in 20."

I practically fly up the stairs, cleaning my teeth and packing my bag with inhuman speed. I come back downstairs to see them gone, not a trace left behind. 

Katsuki's POV:

I snap my head up, very nearly breaking my neck with the force, as I hear y/n scream. It was pure hatred and terror. I don't bother to answer my parents as I race out the door.

"Y/n? Y/n!" I search her house, looking for the smallest clue to where she might be. And then I see her parents, or at least what is left of them, lying in a puddle of glistening red blood. I recoil at the smell, and I watch as y/n rounds the corner. A knife pressed to her throat, and a man behind her. Caressing her in ways only a lover would. 

I watch as y/n struggles against the man's grip. I watch as she throws her head back into his nose and then her leg into his groin. I flinch as he doubles over. 

"Katsu. Run." y/n breathes, staring in horror at the mangled corpses on the floor. I escape just as the room bursts into vibrant purple fire. 

~Next day~

"Y/n?" I look up as a decidedly female figure stands in front of my desk. "What's wrong?" I stand, wrapping my arms around the sobbing girl, not knowing exactly what to do in a moment like this. "Why are you crying?" 

"They came. They came, just as they promised. And they took them from me," she sobs into my neck. "They came and killed them, just as they said they would. I knew they would, and I should've been ready for them." 

"Y/n? Bakugo, what's wrong?" I look up to see Kirishima and a few other classmates gathered around, all with varying degrees of worry for the girl on their faces. 

"Bakugo, let go of her," Momo instructs, throwing herself into action. "Hey, girl. What's wrong?" I silently pray Momo would get more information from her.