"KATSUKI!"
The class turns as a whole to see what happened, and wondering which poor soul's first name is Katsuki.
Bakugou freezes, body completely stiff as he stares at the intruder.
"Fuck—"
The students all turn toward Bakugou in confusion. All except one, that is.
"Mitsuki-san!" Deku exclaims, eyes wide.
Mitsuki, standing in the doorway, finally finds her eyes landing on her son. She stalks toward the students, Bakugou still frozen, eyes planted on his plate of half-eaten breakfast.
"What the fuck are you doing, Katsuki? Do you think you don't need to say hello to your mother?" she shrieks, finally reaching her son. He stays silent. She hits him on the back of the head with such force that he barely prevents himself from face planting into the table. "WELL?"
The rest of the class stares at the scene in transfixed horror as Midoriya stands from his chair, hands on the table. "Mitsuki-san, please stop!"
"Oh Izuku, you don't need to protect this useless twat. You know he deserves it," she says to Midoriya, eyes soft for a moment before turning back to her son. "Why the fuck are you not saying anything."
"Hey hag," Bakugou says.
"Oh you little fucker!" Mitsuki raises another hand only to have it stop in midair as she begins to bring it down on her son again. She turns, angrily, to see who stopped her and sees red eyes glaring daggers at her. The woman's own glare falters before it returns stronger than ever. "You had better get your hands off of me right now."
Kirishima bares his sharp teeth at the woman, still gripping her arm tightly. "No. You are the one who better keep your fucking filthy hands off of Bakugou."
Mitsuki rolls her eyes at the boy. "Oh sure. Like you actually care about the little bitch." Bakugou flinches and the rest of the class gasps, all of them now on their feet and glaring at the woman, thinking back to Bakugou's poem when he spoke about his mother's treatment of him.
The woman flinches slightly and Kirishima hardens his hand, saying forcefully, "Yes. I do care about him, actually. We all do. Look around you." The woman glances to her sides, trying not to seem intimidated as she sees all of the angry heroes in training, several now standing between her and her son. "You are the bitch and you better back the fuck off. And if you are still wondering if we care about him, guess what?" Kirishima spats, "I am his fucking boyfriend and I care about him more than anything in this world, so I would beat the shit out of his mother if she dares to hurt him, especially in front of me."
Mitsuki balks. She finally renches her arm from Kirishima's grip and lifts her chin, looking around her. She glares at her son through the gaps in his makeshift wall of classmates. "Fine then. You all might think you are so strong but you don't have any power here." She grins. "I will be having Katsuki come home this week on leave from school and none of you can protect him there, can you?"
The woman sends one last venomous glance toward her son and his classmates and leaves the dorms. The students glare after her when they hear a small sniffle. They turn to see Bakugou with tears streaming down his face, shaking like a leaf in rapid wind. "Sh-she can-n't d-do this—hic—I don't wa-ant t-to go-oh ba-ack—" Bakugou breaks down. Everyone's eyes soften and Kirishima rushes to his boyfriend's side.
"It's okay, Bakugou, we will do whatever we can to keep you away from her. I swear, okay?" Kirishima soothes.
Bakugou tucks his head into his boyfriend's neck and takes fistfuls of his shirt as he bawls. Kirishima pets Bakugou's hairs, placing kisses on top of his head. Everyone stays just as they are for a while until Bakugou calms enough to speak, "I wanna go to my room."
"Okay, bro," Kirishima replies as he picks Bakugou up like he is a koala and carries him to the elevator. Turning to Iida, Kirishima says, "Go talk to Aizawa, okay?" Receiving a nod from the responsible classmate, Kirishima proceeds to bring Bakugou the rest of the way to his room. When he begins to leave, he feels a tug on his shirt. Kirishima turns to see Bakugou hanging onto him, eyes still dripping tears.
"Don't go..."
"Okay."
Kirishima climbs into the bed and hugs Bakugou to his chest, soothingly rubbing circles into his back until they fall asleep.
•••
Iida, Izuku, Uraraka, Todoroki, Mina, Kaminari, and Sero quickly make their way to their teacher's office. Once they arrive, Iida knocks on the door. As soon as the door opens, all of the students begin to speak at once, causing Aizawa to bring his hand up to pinch the bridge of his nose and sigh.
"Iida, you talk first, I'm not doing this right now," Aizawa says.
Iida takes a deep breath and begins, hand chopping the air, "Mr. Aizawa, this afternoon while we students were eating our lunches, a woman entered the dorms. We quickly discovered this woman to by Bakugou Mitsuki and she proceeded to hit Bakugou-kun! Kirishima-kun stopped her from hitting him again and we had her leave, but she said she will have him return to their home this upcoming week! We must prevent such an event from occurring!"
Aizawa frowns. He was not prepared for this to happen so soon. Someone must have told the older Bakugous that Bakugou junior's secrets have been revealed to the school. But... they don't have evidence against the woman yet. Nothing to stop her from taking the boy.
"Iida, kids, I know how you feel and it is the last thing I want to admit, but we can't stop her from taking him right now—" The students begin to protest, Todoroki with a strangely open expression for his usually blank face. "No. I swear I understand it," a hint of red colors Aizawa's eyes as he becomes more angry, "I am going to get that kid out of that household. I swear it. We do not have the evidence to do so right now, though. I will speak with Bakugou and explain the situation to him, but for now you must all return to your dorms and don't let news of this spread to other classes. Don't tell Mi***a either. We almost have everything we need to expel that kid, so we don't want him having any more information he can just sell again," Aizawa says, disgust apparent in his voice, referring to the poem.
The students nod dutifully and return to their dorms, informing their classmates, grape bastard aside, of the situation.
When Aizawa comes to the dorms later, he goes to Bakugou's dorm, the door opening to a tired Bakugou, Kirishima behind him, and the man explains the situation to the boys. Despite Kirishima's righteous anger that his boyfriend will be forced back into that hell hole of a house, Bakugou clearly understands what Aizawa tells him, and is set on this being the last time he returns, knowing just how to make it be the last as well.
When Bakugou's father shows up with a kind smile in front of the school the following morning, Bakugou's friends and teacher see him off and they all exchange determined glances with him as he gets into the car and sets off. It is time to finally free himself from the bitch he calls a mother, and he is going to do it well.
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Well that sounded more threatening than I intended by it is also supposed to be threatening so take it as you will ;)
Also, Darwin32605, looks like u got it right hehe
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