"I'm nineteen. I'm sorry but I think I'm way to young to be dating right now." Seriously?! That's the best you got? If anything it's a really bad excuse, you literally became a father at the age of 14 and here you are saying that you're 'too young to be dating. "I must apologize that I can't stay any longer, trust me I wish I could but little Hito here seems to have missed his afternoon nap and I wouldn't want cranky all afternoon." I laugh at the thought of a very cranky Hito the other day, the teachers accidentally woke him up and seeing how they were terrified amused me.
The teachers widen their eyes, understanding, they all moved aside whilst nodding slowly. Izuku slowly walked past them hoping they wouldn't catch on, on what he was trying to do. He smiled apologetically before walking out the door.
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Izuku's mom, Inko. Midoryia Inko, was a kindhearted and soft woman. She understood everything easily, Izuku felt like he could talk to her about anything happening in his life and she would be there for him. He trusted her fully, he let her see the side of him he never thought to show anyone, he was grateful for having a mother like his. So without a doubt Izuku told his mom about being a young father to an unborn child the same day as he found out, he thought that his mom would still love and support him.
Izuku walked home late that night, still joyous about the news he was just given. Iso's parents were letting him keep the baby, due to the almost impossible promises he made, it merely a fast thinking for him. He didn't even consider the cost of the child every day necessities and needs, how to raise a child on your own and at a young age. But one things for sure, he had his mother's support and being there for him. Sure you might think that he was hoping to help him raise a baby, but that's not what he had in mind, he wanted his mom to be a loving grandmother, one who would babysit when he needed help and teach him whatever he needed to know.
"Mom, I'm home!" Izuku yelled out as he opened the door to his house. His home wasn't that big, it was big enough for him and his mom. Of course with a baby on the way, it would be a bit crowded but for his unborn child he wouldn't mind the cramped space.
"In the living room." Inko yelled. Izuku quickly took off his shoes, putting on the slippers he had ready by the door.
Izuku smiled as he walked in the living room. Seeing his mom on then couch whilst watching tv made him happy, he wished that things could stay like this forever. He was excited to tell his mother the great news he received a few hours ago, he just couldn't wait.
"Mom I have something to tell you." Izuku started. Inko looked back at Izuku with the same shade of green eyes at Izuku. She smiled softly telling him to take a seat.
"Hold on honey, where have you been? Did you eat dinner? I was getting worried." Of course Inko expressed her worry for her only son right away, she loved him as much as he loved her, Izuku softly laughed before answering.
"I was at a classmates house and yeah mom, I ate while I was out. I'm okay!" He smiled reassuring her. "Mom I want to tell you something and I hope you'll support me." He asked nervously.
"Of course dear. Whatever it is? I'll always be here."
"I know mom, that's why I need to tell you this. Um how do I say this?" He nervously rubs the nape of his neck, awkwardly smiling.
"It's okay Izuku, take it slowly."
Izuku thought for a moment, leaving his hand on his shoulder as he gathers on the way he could tell her. He let out a deep sigh moving his hand, that was once on his shoulder gripping onto his mom's hands.
"Mom. I'm going to be a father soon." He said straightforwardly. Straightforward was the only way Izuku could think of telling her, like how the saying goes, life's about taking risks and telling your mom that you got a girl pregnant straight up is a risk, right?
"Izuku." Inko squeezes Izuku slightly whilst breathing out heavily out. "Are you sure? Are you a hundred percent certain you did it?"
He response shocked him slight. He gulped still hanging onto this thing called hope.
"Yeah man. The baby is mine, it was only our first time. Even if she had another time after me, I'm more than sure it's mine. I.....I didn't pull out." He looked down, staring at his lap.
"Okay."
Inko let go of Izuku hands then proceeded to stand. Her okay wasn't that of mother like, but disappointment ? Ashamed? Dull? There could be a million ways to describe her tone but understanding, happy, soft wasn't any of them. Izuku sat there, processing what had just happened, he was surprised to say the least. His own mother had just gave him a small reply, he expected it to come out for different he wanted to hear that he was there for him and she was but not in a way like this. He expected her to say something like "it's okay, I'll always be here to support you" or something similar to it.
Minutes later Inko comes back into the living room, seeing his son on the couch staring at who knows what eyes empty but a bit of shine of hope. This broke her heart, but not as much as it used too. Just a single sentence changes that for her, she no longer felt love towards her child nor wanted to console him. Inko walked towards the couch stopping his front of Izuku, she stared at him, disgusted at her son for impregnating a girl so young. She didn't raise him to be like this, she was doing a good job, right? Izuku slowly looked up hoping she was back to tell him that it was okay, to tell him that she'll support him. He opened his mouth to speak, before he could mutter out a single word a hand slapped him, cutting him off before he could say anything. He put his hand on his cheek, where he felt a bit of sting from the impact just now, it felt hot, there was no doubt that his cheek was now a dark shade of pink.
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