Tw: Sexism, body-shaming, abuse,homophobia.

Katsuki froze, he wasn't supposed to see that...

Katsuki looked to his mom. She kept a straight face as she replied. "Me and My husband are helping fund an abuse and neglect help charity. Katsuki thought it would be a good idea for me to know of the signs of abuse and how to help incase I'm needed by said charity." She said firmly, the lie rolling off her tongue easily. Too easily, Mitsuki knew it wasn't the first time she's told the lie.

Aizawa gave a small sceptical nod.And sighed. " Okay then, know that I'm here if you need me. You're free to go now Bakugo. " He bowed his head slightly. " Mrs.Bakugo."

And with that they left the zoom.
Mitsuki looked over to her son,noticing how he was shaking more than normal. Katsuki shaking slightly was normal, as nitroglycerin is extremely deadly when in your blood Katsuki's body has to move blood quicker,meaning his heart rate is abnormally high,much like her own, and with that abnormal heart-rate,comes adrenaline.Which is why both of them have so much energy.

Mitsuki slowly moved the laptop away. "Suki, Suki,darling can you hear me?"  She asked softly. He looked at her and nodded softly. " Am I ok to hug you sweetheart?" She asked, He reached his arms out to her and she smiled softly. Pulling her son close to her,holding him tightly. "Shh my darling. It's ok." She whispered.

They heard a door open and close,freezing. "MITSUKI YOU WORTHLESS WOMAN! GET YOUR FAT ASS OUT HERE AND MAKE ME BREAKFAST!" A gruff voice yelled.

"Katsuki." She said looking at her son. "I want you to go to the closet ok?" He smiled softly,but stayed tense. She rolled her eyes fondly. " I'll let you make 1 coming out joke when I get you,ok?" He grinned "Yes!" He whispered.

Mitsuki stood and walked to the door. pushing the dresser away. She opened the door and walked out ,Katsuki following her. Only for him to be yanked by his collar to the ground, letting out a strangled yelp.
Masaru smirked down at the boy as he coughed and gasped for breathe. He looked up at Mitsuki,his wife tense and ready to jump at him if necessary. "Now now Mitsu~" He said, his voice filled with faux-love " You make me breakfast, while I spend some quality time with my boy." He smiled patronisingly at her.

"Not a single hair on him is to he harmed Marsaru." She stated. "Of course not my dear."  She looked down towards Katsuki, who nodded slightly.

Mitsuki was over the stove, making eggs for her "husband" when katsuki screamed. She dropped the pan and bolted up the stairs,slamming masaru's bedroom door open to see katsuki in the corner holding his arm close to his chest. Tears streaming down his face.

"YOU PROMISED NOT TO HURT HIM!" She screamed, rushing to Katsuki. She gently pulled his arm away to reveal a gash on his forearm. She pulled her jacket off and pressed it against the wound. "Keep pressure on it,ok?" He nodded and put his hand next to her own.  "I promised not to harm a single hair on him." He pulled a strand of katsuki's hair off the table. "This is the one I won't harm." He smirked.

"YOU'RE A MONSTER!"

"Aww honey~, you married this monster."

"You aren't the man I married." She hissed.

Masaru opened his mouth to replie before a knock on the door interrupted.

"Musutafu Police!We have gotten reports of screaming!Open the door or we will use force."