~~~Izu's POV~~~

When we ended the kiss we realized we needed to head home, it was almost five now. Mom doesn't get off work until seven but we still needed to get Kacchan's clothes and do the dishes from today.

"Kacchan, we need to get going."

"Yeah, okay nerd. Come on." And we started walking, our hands interlocked as we headed for Kacchan's house. When we arrived we were greeted by Mrs. Bakugou, her husband was on the couch.

"I'm staying another night at Deku's, we're making dinner for auntie since she picked up another shift."

"Oh, okay."

"He doesn't have to, he can come home tonight, I can take care of things."

"No dear it's quite alright. How are you?"

"O-oh, I'm doing alright. A bit tired. You?"

"Same old same old, glad to see Katsuki out of the house for a change. How are you guys per say?"

"O-oh, um-"

"Stop pestering him Mitsuki!"

"Shut up Masaru!"

"CAN YOU BOTH SHUT UP, STOP PESTERING IZU FOR CRYING OUT LOUD MOM," I hear Kacchan yell from his room.

"I WOULDN'T NEED TO PESTER HIM IF YOU WOULD TALK TO ME YOU BRAT!" I take a deep breath, yeah I've gotten better with yelling if it's not directed to me, but I still don't like it near me.

"STOP YELLING, YOU'LL MAKE ZUKU UNEASY. YOU'RE RIGHT NEXT TO HIM."

"Oh shit, I'm sorry Izuku. Are you okay?"

"Y-yeah, don't worry." My heart rate is irregular but it's normal when it comes to yelling. After a few seconds of silence Kacchan comes down the stairs, a string backpack on his shoulder.

"Alright, now why were you pestering the bean?"

"I was asking how you guys are." He visibly tenses, shoulders drawn back not moving.

"Kacchan?"

"It's none of your business."

"I wasn't asking for my business, I was asking because I know there's something, even if it's not official, I just want to know what's going on in your life Katsuki."

"It is official."

"That's great son, I'm glad you're happy, Izuku make sure he treats you right," Mr. Bakugou said after saying before his wife could say anything.

"H-he does! I swear."

"When did it happen?"

"Yesterday, what's it to you?"

"I just want to know! Is it so bad that your mother wants to be in your life Katsuki?"

"Maybe if I feel like you'll do something to ruin it!" That made everyone freeze.

"Kacchan?"

"Nothing, forget it. Let's go Deku." He grabs my hand and starts walking, I shoot an apologetic look over my shoulder.

"Kacchan, what was that about?"

"Nothing, forget about it Izu."

"No, talk to me for once. You always make me talk, so I'm making you talk."

"Why does she need to know if I'm with someone or who I'm with?"

"She's your mother, she wants what's best for you."

"Then why is it that all we do is argue?"

"She's an aggressive person and so are you. Growing up with the aggression has made it to where all you want to do is get the yelling match over with so you start it."

"So it's my fault?"

"No, part yes, all of it no. Think of it this way, Kacchan when you get angry, you yell. When she gets angry she yells. So when she gets angry with you she raises her voice, and sometimes when she doesn't mean to she raises her voice. So you feel like the default way to talk to her is to yell. You guys just lack communication. Because there are two aggressors and one moderator. Your mom probably feels like you hate her and all she does is anger you so she doesn't try to walk on those eggshells, instead she runs right at them not caring."

"So, with me having the anger issues that I have, and her having the same ones makes us both discard the breakable eggshells we both have that are easy to avoid. Making it to where all we do is fight."

"Exactly. Instead of thinking of her as someone who hates boundaries, especially yours, think of her as someone like you. And when you talk to her, don't use the voice you use with your friends, use a voice you use with me. A gentle one that has no ability to provoke a fight."

"I'll try, thank you Izu."

"Kacchan, you don't have to thank me, you've done so much to help me. I just want to return the favor."

"That's not how I want you to look at this Zuku, I don't want this to be a debt to be repaid because it isn't."

"I know, I just want you to know, in little words cause language sucks, that I'm here for you like you are for me."

"Alright, come on." We leave for my house, taking five minutes to get there. When we finally arrive we take our shoes off, Kacchan heads upstairs claiming first shower while I wash the dishes from today. It was simple, just two bowls, two spoons, a knife, and a plate. It took about fifteen minutes, and another five for Kacchan to get out of the shower. It's about five thirty, we have over thirty minutes to set the table and do whatever before we need to cook.

"Kacchan, can you set the table while I take a shower?"

"Yeah, go on ahead." He gives me a quick kiss, and walks to the kitchen to grab the plates and silverware as I go upstairs to grab clothes. I lay grey shorts and a black tank top, that may or may not be Kacchan's, out on my bed and head to the shower, taking a fifteen minute shower. I step out and walk to my room. Getting dressed I run a comb through my hair and hobble downstairs.

"Hey, they have a recent fight between All Might and some villain, want to watch it before we start cooking?"

"Sure!" We sit on the couch and relax, I know we'll only get through the first part of the fight but it's still cool to see. When it turns six-thirty we're at a part where All Might is pinned to the ground by this woman. Her quirk seems familiar, although I've never seen it before I know I've heard of it, somewhere. She had these bobby pin type things in her hair, but not to hold it, instead it grew from her hair. And from what I can see, they're as sharp as knives. Although All Might doesn't seem to need help, other pros showed up, one of them being EraserHead which is a big help because it makes the pins stop growing and not be sharp. The woman had dark burgundy hair and purple eyes. She was tall and looked young, almost as if she had just turned twenty. I mark all of this down in one of my Villain notebooks, knowing your opponents helps when in combat, while we're watching. When I finish I get up, going to the kitchen. Washing my hands as Kacchan grabs the ingredients we need. We decided to make stir-fry. Getting the steak pieces, and everything cooking, I feel Kacchan behind me. Face in my neck with his hands on my waist. I lean into the touch.

"How are you so cute?"

"I'm not?"

"Is that a question or an answer Deku?"

"Um, an answer?"

"Lies."

"Go sit down dork. You're tired."

"Nah, you're just a liar, telling me you aren't cute, tch." A blush spreads quickly across my cheeks as I feel a kiss on my neck.

"H-hey, Kacchan stop, I'm trying to get the rice started." He just groans.

"Ugghhh, fiiinneee. You suck."

"You don't know that... yet." I wink and turn to get the rice started. Kacchan has his mouth agape, frozen in place.

"W-wait, you weren't supposed to say that, you corrupt child!" I giggle.

"Well I did grow up with you." I got the water boiling after a few minutes, successfully getting Kacchan to the living room, still frozen, getting the rice in the pot, putting the lid on and stirring the meat. I timed it all up to end a few minutes before mom gets home, so right now, I have everything on a low heat, well not the rice, there is no heat added. It's just about six-fifty, ten minutes before mom gets home.

"Izzuuu!"

"Yes Kacchan?"

"I'm booorrreed."

"Well then what do you want to do?"

"You?"

"I- um..." A blush spread faster than butter in a hot pan.

"I'm joking nerd. Relax. But can we cuddle?"

"How about after dinner? We can lay in my bed and put some bullshit movie or something on."

"Fine. But I'm holding you to that."

"I wouldn't doubt it." We sat in silence for the next few minutes, until I heard the door open.

"How was work auntie?"

"It was alright, how was your day?"

"It was fun."

"Hi mom, welcome home. Dinner just finished."

"Thank you Izu, and okay, I'll be there in just a minute." As mom takes her shoes off, going to the bathroom, I set the food on the table, well on the little square fabric things that go under pots and pans so you can do said thing. Kacchan sits down next to me as we wait for mom to reappear.

"Alright, everyone ready?"

"Yep." We sat and ate in silence for a bit, until mom decided to speak up again.

"So, how was the park?"

"Oh, it was fun. I got to meet a pro kind of, Shinsou was adopted by two pro heroes, EraserHead and Present Mic. But I did enjoy the day with Shin and Kacchan."

"That's good, I'm glad. Is everything figured out?"

"Yeah, we got a lot figured out, and auntie?"

"Yes Katsuki?"

"Um, when Hisashi comes back," he shot a look towards me, "could you possibly not tell him about Izu and I?"

"O-oh, um of course. But may I ask why?"

"We can't exactly tell you," I say before Kacchan can get anything out. Fuck fuck fuck, why now of all times? Why did he need to bring up dad? Because he likes hurting you? No, shut up, if he liked hurting me then he would bully me still. Or he's doing this to hurt you more in the end. Think about it, why would he like a pathetic loser like you? All you have is a low self-esteem and daddy issues. S-stop. I feel a hand on mine, I didn't even hear the response mom had.

"S-sorry, can you repeat?"

"Oh, I just said okay. But hunny are you alright? You zoned out."

"Y-yeah, I'm fine mom. Just tired." We finish eating, mom going to bed after a short goodnight and hug. Kacchan and I went to get changed and brush our teeth. We lay down in bed like we planned but Kacchan stops me from putting something on.

"Babe, what happened at dinner?"

"What do you mean?" I draw my eyebrows in confusion.

"When you zoned out. What happened?"

"I-I honestly don't remember. I know something happened but I can't seem to draw what exactly was said. I know it was an argument." Why can't I remember?

"What's making you block it?"

"What?"

"It's something I picked up with you. When you don't want to remember something you tend to push it so far away you don't actually remember. But you have a feeling something's missing. So, what led to the argument?"

"It happened after you asking mom not to tell dad. So maybe it was something to do with dad?"

"That's getting somewhere, was it after you told her that we can't tell her why she can't tell him?"

"Y-yeah." He keeps trying to coax me into remembering what was said. And it worked after a bit. But when I finally remember, I don't want to tell him.

"You remember, don't you?"

"W-what n-no."

"Liar, when you did remember you got a look in your eye, like you felt some kind of emotional pain. What was it?"

"I-it wasn't about dad, it was about you..."

"What about me? Izu, talk about it please."

"I asked why you had to bring him up. Then the other side said it was because you like hurting me, to which I questioned why you stopped bullying me if that's the case. The response was to hurt me in the long run, seeing how low my self-esteem was and how bad of daddy issues I have thanks to whoever assigned me quirkless."

"Do you believe it?"

"I mean... why would there be another reason you stopped the bullying?"

"Dammit. Zuku, love, I will tell you think a hundred times and more until you believe this," he grabs my face, touching our foreheads, "I love you more than anything, even back then. I only bullied you to try to see the rationality that you wouldn't survive as a hero. Deku, I never want to hurt you, I never wanted to. But you have so much hope, it's going to kill you one day. And I won't be able to cope." He kisses my nose, then pulls me into his chest, like if he let go I would fade from his arms.

"I know Kacchan. It's just easier to think one thing than believe something someone says to get you to stay."

"Izu, I get it. But I'll be damned if you leave anytime soon."

"I know, I'm not going anywhere." Yet.

"You better not."

"Let's continue with the plan, what do you want me to put on?"

"Anything, I just want cuddles." A soft giggle escapes my lips as he pulls me to him, he's laying on his side like me. We're both facing each other and as he does the action I get a huge whiff of his scent, which calms me almost immediately.

"Hey nerd."

"Yeah?"

"I love you." I look up to see a faint blush on his cheeks.

"I love you too Kacchan." I decided to put on his favorite All Might movie. When he sees this he moves to his back, pulling me onto his chest.

"Thank you Izuku."

"What for?"

"For being mine, after our past things were almost impossible to repair." I shake my head.

"You don't get it. I noticed why you bullied me, a while ago. I just... never let myself believe it. I forgave you before you even wanted to be in my life." His arms come around my waist, pulling me tighter to him.

"Thank you." This time I let it pass, but he doesn't need to thank me. I need to thank him. I fall asleep like that, pressed into him feeling safer than ever. I love my life for once. I love Kacchan.