Bakugo X Reader

Chapter Five

You're pov

The sight of the man had set off a bundle of nerves that had been covered with a somewhat convincing mask. You bit your tongue and you had pulled your legs up to your chest. The man stood there for a second before speaking. "I'm Shota Aizawa, I'm Shinso's Father- '' He must have seen the slight confusion on my face. "The boy that you had run into last night." I lightly shook my head as a slightly blurry image of the purple-haired boy had flashed in my head. "I've heard of Shinso's side of the story but may I ask you what had happened?" I could feel my muscles tighten at the question. Hesitantly you had shaken your head.

"M-my boyfriend...had just cheated on me...I am deeply sorry for all the trouble that I have caused." I watched the floor as Mr. Aizawa had pulled out a chair from the side of the room. The small action of the chair softly hitting the ground had made you slightly jump. Aizawa silently noticed this action and made a mental note.

"If this is true, was he the one that caused that swollen cheek of yours?" He said in a tired yet softened voice. His hand had motioned slightly to his own cheek. Your hand had self consciously began to touch your face when an image of the man pinning you down had flashed in your mind. As if stintingly your other hand had gone to your hip. There was definitely a bruise there. As the palm of your hand had touched the heat of your skin you pulled it back with a hiss. Bringing you out of your daze and pulling your attention to your burnt palms. The once almost healed Palmes were now burnt up once more. Mr. Aizawa had been watching your actions and had been looking at any and every injury he could find. When the clothing of your shirt was slightly pulled up from where your hand had been he had seen a little of the bruise that had been left there. You felt your eyes begin to water not long after a couple of tires fell. Not caring to brush them away you look at the wall across the room not daring to look Mr. Aizawa in the eyes.

"N-no, t-there is n-no boy-friend. M-my mom-" with that every tear that you had bottled up had been let out. "She-she got drunk and h-had brought s-someone with her- h-he" You started to panic at what you had just said. Mr. Aizawa's eyes had widened at the new information that he was given.

Mr. Aizawa's pov

My eyes had widened at what I had been hearing. I didn't wait for them to continue. I quickly walked out of the room and found Shinso. I nodded my head in the direction of the room that they had been in and he nodded and went in. Next, I went off to find Hizashi. Luckily he was in the kitchen making breakfast.

"Hey, how di- What's wrong?" His smile from cooking was washed away and worried after he had seen the look on my face.

"I need to go to their home and check things out. I'll be back." I had said with a soft smile before walking out the door. 'Great school hasn't even started and I've gonna clean up this mess.' I took a deep breath before letting out a sigh. Luckily I had recognized this kid as one of my UA students when I had been going through the student files. Before I had gone to their home I had gone to UA and had gotten their file finding a home address. In the process, I had run into principle Nezu and had explained the current situation.

"Well this is indeed quite concerning, If the mother had been drunk there is a possibility of this being a bad habit. But there could also be a number of things please keep me informed?" Nezu said as he sat on his sofa drinking a glass of tea. Mr. Aziawa had nodded.

"Yes sir now if you excuse me I will be on my way to investigate the issue." Nezu had sharply nodded his head as a response just before Mr. Aizawa had gone up and left the room. The walk there had been filled with thinking of possibilities on what had been happening.

Your pov

Shaking, you just sat there shaking as Shinso had pulled you into his arms to calm you down once more. Your breathing was steady and your tears were no longer flowing. Shinso pulled you away to make sure you were alright before slightly smiling. "It's ok it'll get better, I promise." You had nodded your head.

"Thank you" You gave him a half-hearted smile before a nock on the door was heard. Shinso had told them to come in and when they did you saw a man with bright yellow hair walk in with an apparent wrapped around his neck and waist. His eyes had stopped on you for a second before giving a small sad sincere smile.

"Breakfast is ready if you guys would like to eat." You nodded and smiled a bit as Shinso mumbled a quick thank you and the man left closing the door behind him. Shiso turned his attention back to you.

"Come on, let's go eat something you're bound to be hungry." you nodded and hesitantly followed him out the door and to the kitchen table where Hizashi had set up the plates with some eggs and bacon. In the middle of the table seemed to be a bowl of mashed potatoes. Your stomach growled at the sight. Slightly embarrassed.

Aizawa's pov

When I arrived at the house I had knocked on the door but no one had answered. After a couple more tries I had opened the door seconds after I had scrunched up my nose as the over-welling smell of alcohol leaked out of the house. "Anyone home?" No answer, I walked inside the home shutting the door behind me. To my left, I saw a somewhat beat-up couch with a decent sized tv in the corner but what had drawn my attention the most had been the many bottles of alcohol on the ground. All of which had been empty or if they had been full they were spilled over into the carpet. The kitchen had been a mess from what looks like the aftermath of getting so drunk. "They have been living like this?" Concern had been washed through his body as he continued to search the house. Aizawa had searched the whole first floor and hadn't found anything. When he walked up the stairs he found a room that appeared to be yours the room was trashed. Paper and books were thrown out in the middle of the room clothes were out of draws and almost none were left on hangers. Aizawa shook his head and went to the room down the hall. When he entered the room he saw your mom hunched on the floor back against the bed passed asleep. "Oh boy"