Bakugo POV
"Can't you see we don't want your damn scout cookies?" My mother, to my surprise, opened the door. She seemed shocked when she seen me but twice as shocked when she seen Izuku.
"I-Izuku...?" Her rosy eyes watered and she pulled the smaller boy into a tight embrace.
"What? No love for your actual son?"
"You weren't gone long enough for me to expect any less." I roll my eyes to the back of my head, at her remark. "Hey! Look who decided to pop back up!" She tells into the door-still squeezing Deku between her breast. I'm surprised he can even breath.
A greenette just as short with most similarities as Deku came rushing to see who it was. It was basically the same reaction but in a more dramatic demeanor. She pats his cheek, trying to see if it was the real thing. They both burst into salty, river filled, tears and Izuku mumbled out his words all at once.
"M-Mom, I-I'm so s-so-r-ry." He starts choking on his tears as the lump in his throat widens. "P-Please HIC f-fogiv-"
She cuts in him off while petting his head, humming small, 'shh' noises. "It's okay, it's all okay, baby." She glances a flashing smile at me. "You're home."
We all went inside the homes familiar, nostalgic interior, to see we cut them off right before dinner. I apologized for intruding but, they said it was really no biggie. This is more then what she could ever ask and wish for. We catch up among the delicious homemade dinner of the Midoriya residence-happily chowing down on the diggings. I wonder if Deku can cook this well... It'd make for great motherly quality material. Of course if he won't cook, I'll gladly do chefs kiss honors.
"So when's the marriage?" My nosy mother came out asking out of nowhere. I spit out the tea, in surprise. Ms.Midoriya sat there sipping on her own cup of extra sweetened tea, acting like she didn't hear a thing. Deku paused everything he was doing and just starred into the abyss. The room fell into silence unlike no other.
"Ehm, well they did just come back. No need to rush it so soon." She jokes around, pushing on the woman with similar qualities as myself's shoulder.
"I for one think they need to get into it. I've been waiting long enough! I feel as if I've been waiting 84 long chapters of a drug out romance novel for this! I've been waiting for things to actually get a move on." She scolds in an impatient tone. I finally give in to the nagging voice in the back of my head, surprisingly not my mother this time, and went for it.
"Ms.Midoriya? Can I excuse myself and talk with you alone...?" I stood out of my chair and asked as politely as I could.
She nods and walked me into a different room.
"Do you still have it?"
Deku POV
I curiously watch as both Kacchan and my own mother walk away into her bedroom. Meanwhile, the second crazed blonde got my attention and had a one to one chat with me.
"Izu-baby, I'm going to be straightforward with this." She leaned over closer to me. "I want you as my son-in-law. "
I jump a little being startled as I was from the strong choosing of the word of advise. "T-That's a l-little bold! Don't you think?!"
She nods and smiles. "My husband and I see you as our own. You really shaped up our Katsuki. He loves you, baby. Now, this is up to you, whether you see him in the same light or not."
I stare down, picking at my food. She sighs and continued being gentle to me like always.
"I know you love him, too."
I open my mouth to say something until they came walking back into the dining room. Kacchan had a nervous expression, with a bag in hand. It looked box-like from what I could tell from outside of things.
"Haha! Welcome back! We missed you~." The spiked blonde woman teases. She acts so calm and collected when the moment calls... Hah, what an admiring idol, I suppose.
"Aw, that's sweet of you Mitsuki, oh but look at the time! I would hate to keep you two here any longer!" My mother persist with some odd urge. She pushes me out and waves goodbye. I caught a quick glimpse of her winking at Kacchan. I'm sure Kacchan also caught the wink from his own mother towards me, as well.
I scratch the back of my head. "That was, err...interesting. By the way, what's in the bag?" I bring up remembering him bring it out. This bag looked familiar somehow...I just can't place my finger on it.
He flicks my forehead away from me being so abnormally interested. "Ow! H-Hey!"
Kacchan smirks at seeing my small reaction and began plastering small kissing all over my faces. W-Why is he so flirty!? I know he's hiding something! He has to be!
Just what is it...
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Where The Wind Blows ( Bakudeku Dance AU ) //COMPLETE//
FanfictionWhat if Izuku Midoriya was a ballerina and Katsuki Bakugou was a break dancer? The childhood friends/rivals but possibly...lovers..? Both aiming to be at the same school of UA High to be the best dancer the world as seen, yet. What will happen when...