The Outlet (Depressed/Suicidal/Abused Bakugou)

Bonus! Chapter 20: Aizawa Katsuki

Psych!

That was technically the end of the story but this is kind of like a "how his life is now" story since a lot of you asked for it 😂 and of course Kaminari never got that chance at the prank he wanted to pull muahaha 😈

Btw, ****** is already expelled and replaced by Shinsou 🤩

-Angry

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Katsuki hasn't been living here for long, but it is almost surreal to him just how much he loves his new life as an Aizawa. Yes, he now goes by Aizawa Katsuki by his own damn decision. Nobody can make him do anything unless he wants to do it!

He walks over to the refrigerator in the kitchen of Shouta Aizawa's living space in the dorm building and pulls out a carton of milk, opening it and drinking straight from the container.

To get accustomed to his new life, the principal has allowed Katsuki to live in these rooms with his new family. He has his own room while Hitoshi is on the opposite side of the hall from his and their father's room is to the side of Hitoshi's.

Oh, and the man hears everything.

It's slightly terrifying in Katsuki's opinion. The blonde goes to sleep very early every night, but when he wakes up in the early hours of the morning he does not expect others to be up as well. When he was first getting accustomed to this new life, he was scared half to death when he began going through his workout gear at 5:00 a.m. and there was a knock at his door. Katsuki dropped a massive weight and it almost landed on his toes, but it luckily missed. He began to swear dramatically as he went to his door. Of course, he was met by his tire teach—dad.

His tired dad.

Katsuki quickly came to realize that this is completely normal for the man as well as Shinsou, whom Aizawa had adopted from abusive foster parents about a year previous to Katsuki's own adoption. Every time Katsuki does something that makes any noise in the morning, one or the other—sometimes even both—comes over to see what he is up to. No wonder they have such intense eye bags. Neither of them ever sleeps. Oh lord are those two alike. Neither if them ever stop chugging coffee, either.

One morning, Katsuki is unfortunate enough to walk into the kitchen after his exercise to see the two having a coffee chugging competition. Bakugou, of course, walks in to spectate and soon begins to cheer for Hitoshi—well, more like tell the purple haired boy he is weak if he loses—whose hands begin to shake, as their father remains unflinching and stoic-faced as he chugs his tenth cup of coffee.

"You have to be kidding me!" Hitoshi exclaims after his spasming hand spills a cup all over the counter. He looks up at the hero, mortified. "How is that even humanly possible?"

Aizawa smirks and finishes off another glass, sighing before he simply replies, "Practice."

Katsuki and Hitoshi roll their eyes. The blonde scoffs, stuffing his hands into his pockets. "You're both going to fucking collapse someday."

The teacher grabs another cup of coffee and finishes the whole things before replying blandly, "Language, Katsuki."

The blonde face palms and groans. He ignores the reprimand and says, "That shit tastes disgusting. You two make no damn sense."

Hitoshi smirks. "Well why don't you try this one? It's better than the ones you have had. Pinkie promise," he says, holding up his pinkie.

Katsuki, of course, falls into the disguised trap. "No fucking way in—"

His face goes blank.

"Hah!" Hitoshi exclaims in victory. He quickly makes his way over to his room with an expression conveying his satisfaction covering his face, leaving behind a blank-faced Katsuki and a resigned Aizawa, who shakes his head as he drinks more coffee, ignoring the chaos. Hitoshi swings open the door of his room with a smirk. "Got him, suckers."