𝐉𝐀𝐂𝐊 𝐀𝐍𝐃 𝐒𝐏𝐀𝐃𝐄𝐒, ᵇⁿʰᵃ ᵒⁿᵉˢʰᵒᵗˢ

Sweet Peas | Bakugou Katsuki

" Ahh, it's Best Jeanist!! Thank you for keeping us safe! " One of the said hero's fangirls thanked. The pro hero turned and waved his hand to greet. It didn't even take long before a crowd had surrounded him, leaving an irritated Bakugou on the side.

" My son loves you, he'd like to ask for an autograph if that's all right? "

" Do you already have a girlfriend?! I can be yours!! "

Bakugou 'tsked' his way out, deciding to look around at the meantime as his mentor is being surrounded. He took a few steps to check a nearby alleyway when he was about to turn– someone bumped into him.

" Eh?! Look at where you going you—! " Bakugou wasn't able to finish his complaint when his eyes ran to see a frail body. The ragged hues of (h/c) that now looks like a poor excuse of a mop, a body clothed with a hospital gown. Your body was down low and so was your face.

Just when Bakugou was about to rudely walk back on his way– a hand latched on his shoe.

" Please.. Don't let me go. " Was a plead from you, your voice laced with so much fear Bakugou was alerted in his stand. Is there a villain? Studying you closely, there was a bandage on your forearm.

" The hell happe– "

" My precious (name), there you are! You know it's bad to go out, right? You'd only pester civilians. " The familiar voice of a psychotic 'doctor' made you shudder as you looked back to gaze at her in fear.

A smile was on her face, to anyone, that would've looked like a smile a mother would show her frightened child. But knowing her, you'd most probably get more than just a beating if you'd return.

If this person would let you go.

" I'm sorry for bothering you. My niece here is mentally ill that's why I try to keep her away so people wouldn't get scared. " The doctor apologized with insincerity at Bakugou who raised his brow at it.

He wasn't dense, of course, something's off.

Your hand clutched tighter around Bakugou's shoe when you heard the same excuse of being 'mentally ill'. You're perfectly fine and sane. You know it in yourself because you can still comprehend things– like comprehend the fact that it is better to leave an illegal clinic that your aunt bound you into.

Bakugou gave an irritated look that supported the words that fell from his lips, " Eh?! Don't underestimate me you little twat. I can perfectly see through your crap, don't take me as a fool like you! "

The tension in the air suddenly got tight, you pulled yourself together on the ground. Grasping onto what's going to happen and what's happening, " S–sir please help— "

" See through what? You don't know me, hero. So is that doll that lies before you, expect bad things would not happen if only you'd give her to me. " Was a threat that came from your aunt, the heaviness in your chest resulted in you to cry out.

Hearing her say she wanted you back, hearing her say something bad would happen if the person you held onto wouldn't give you back– that scared you. Even if you wanted to go, seeing people hurt is not in your option.

For you've grown up with the act of thinking of others' safety than yours.

" You fucking wanna go?! Beat me to death, ass-hat. Then you get her. " Was Bakugou's short yet vicious reply as he took a step in front of you. Shielding you away for only a brief second before he charged and started his fight.

Shocked by the events, you crawled away from the fight in a hurry. Your legs had long given up from what your aunt previously had done to you and so you depended with what your arms could do.