Reminder: TRIGGER WARNINGS. PTSD from war/torture, suicide/depression/anxiety mentioning.
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But he'd deal with that later.
There were more important things to deal with than worry about what
Midoriya Izuku was beautiful in the mornings. Katsuki had seen his bed head on cameras as he stumbled half
He wondered if Izuku knew anything about him.
"'orning," a soft voice croaked and Katsuki startled, seeing half lidded bright green eyes peeking up at him. Izuku's cheeks were slightly red, probably thinking about their activities from last night.
Katsuki hummed, brushing his bangs out of his lover's face.
Izuku reacted in kind, hand cupping Katsuki's neck to pull him even closer. Katsuki had to
"Stop being so tempting this early in the morning. We got shit to do, remember?" he said, wanting nothing more than a repeat of last night.
But they had to get off this damn island before others showed up. Or they were probably as good as dead.
"You're the one who kissed me," Izuku pointed out with a small chuckle.
"That's because your bed head is fucking adorable as shit and distracted me. Definitely your fault,
He checked on their clothes, grimacing slightly.
Katsuki slipped his on quickly, ignoring the twinge in his head. Yeah, he needed to get checked.
Priority #1: Medical attention.
Priority #2: Find a safe house
Priority #3: Find a secure - even from the FBI - way to contact Aizawa.
Priority #4: ... Probably don't get killed.
Good. Now, he just had to actually navigate and land the damn plane. Then again, what if it had tracking software? Maybe he should crash it and have them parachute instead.
Urg, and he had just the place. And it would deal with priorities one and two. Even if he hated the idea.
"Alright, nerd," Katsuki said as he climbed back into the plane, latching everything shut. "You ready for this?"
"Not even a little.
"One day you're gonna tell me how you do this whole compartmentalize shit you do to avoid freaking out," Katsuki said flatly as he flopped in the chair next to him.
Katsuki inclined his head in acknowledgement, having almost forgotten Izuku's PTSD diagnosis. The man hid it very well.
"Hey," Katsuki suddenly turned to him and Izuku
"I know," Izuku said gently, smiling at him. "And, thanks to you,
Katsuki reached over to grab his hand
"You're my hero, Katsuki, and I don't think I'll ever be able to repay you for it."
The blond felt something warm in his chest at those words but he also had to laugh a little.
"You know, honestly..." Katsuki started,
"We're already even."
/Because you saved me too/, he thought
"Now buckle up," Katsuki said before he reached behind his seat and tossed him a parachute. "And wear that. Just in case."
Izuku stared at it and laughed. It was a little high pitched, nerves finally shining through, but
Shit, he really hoped he was trained enough for this. And that he remembered how to land properly.
It turned out Katsuki /did/ know how to land. But, doing so in a field in the
Urg, the very thought left him feeling queasy.
Izuku noticed right away. "You okay? You look a
"... Shit, I guess I better warn you," Katsuki grimaced, scratching at his head for a moment. "I landed here because... Well, no one would ever think I would come here. And, well, they might not... be happy to see me."
"Yeah... My parents."
"Your p-parents?" His eyes widened to saucers. "I'm meeting your parents?!"
Katsuki felt his face heat up. Fuck, he didn't even /think/ about it like that. How the hell was he even going to introduce this guy to his parents?
His mother would send him flying.
"I guess fucking so," Katsuki groaned, rubbing at his face.
"Is there even a
"Fuck, I dunno, boyfriends seem kind of lame after everything that's happened," Katsuki admitted, feeling flustered.
"B-but it sounds nice too... If you wanted to, you know, keep this date of ours going,
Hell, maybe his mother would be in a better mood about him not contacting her in so long if he brought home a boyfriend. She always did bug him about it while he was in school.
"Why do you think they aren't going to be happy to see you?" Izuku asked as they trekked across the field and into the trees surrounding his parents' house.
"Been a long, long time. Hag
"You call your mother hag????"
"Yeah," Katsuki chuckled. "Like a parent calling their kids brats or pain in the asses."
"I wouldn't consider hag a form of endearment...," Izuku muttered.
Katsuki shrugged. "We got a different relationship
"... Bakugou is your family name, right?"
Katsuki paused then, looking at Izuku in shock. "How'd you know that?"
"Ah," Izuku looked startled. "Do you not remember? Right
Katsuki frowned hard. "Well, that's not fucking good," he said under his breath, mind whirling. How did Shigaraki find /that/ out without going into the FBI database?
Not good at all.
"Oh my god," Izuku gasped, trying to pull away from Katsuki. The blond rolled his eyes and tugged him forward.
"Not a big deal?!" Izuku spluttered, clearly intimidated by what he saw before him. "I am in no way dressed to meet my boyfriend's parents who live in a freaking mansion!!"
"They're not gonna like your
"Fashion designers?!" Izuku sounded like he choked. "Omg, why didn't you warn me?!"
"Didn't have time! Now stop panicking!"
"How am I supposed to stop?!"
Especially when the sound of a gun going off had both of them flinching.
"Wtf, it's me, jackass!" Katsuki snapped at Inui Ryi, his parents' head of security.
"Strange," the man growled out, weapon still trained on them. "You look like young
"Yeah, probably to /her/. Just put that shit away and get the damn hag or the old man, will you?" Katsuki snapped holding Izuku close to his back, shielding him.
The guard sniffed in disdain but lowered his weapon. "Fine, follow me," he
"By the way, there's a plane that needs to be checked for tracking devices in the eastern field," Katsuki added after they were led to a lounge area. The guard snarled but left, grumbling about troublesome kids
"Wow, this is...," Izuku was looking around the room, mystified. "Did you grow up here?"
"Hn, naw. I grew up in Japan until we moved here when I was sixteen. They got pretty popular right when I was getting into the academy," Katsuki admitted before he remembered
"Ah, I mean, it's okay?" Izuku scratched his cheek slightly. "I could probably be better. Don't get many chances to speak it anymore but I understand it well enough."
Izuku sighed slightly. "Is there anything you don't know about me?"
"There's a lot I don't know," Katsuki admitted with a shrug as he leaned against the wall. "All I know are facts. I don't know all of the shit
Katsuki looked away, trying to hide his blush. "Like, what songs you like, your ideal date, shit that makes you happy. That's the important shit. Not what year you were born or facts like that."
Izuku was silent for long enough for Katsuki to chance
"Why the fuck are you crying?!" Katsuki asked, slightly panicked at the sight.
"You're just so s-sweet!" the nerd said, wiping at his eyes. "I want to kiss you so much right now."
Katsuki turned blood red but tried to sound cool when
Izuku surprised him a little by flinging his arms around his neck and pulling him in but Katsuki still kissed him back. His heart soared and his hands went to the nerd's hips, dragging him closer.
Then he heard a polite cough. The two jerked
"Well, Katsuki, when Inui said you were here, I certainly didn't expect you to bring a friend along," the man said pleasantly, holding his hand out to Izuku. "I'm Bakugou Masaru, Katsuki's father."
"Likewise. It's nice to see my son found someone to bring home to us finally. Mitsuki will be thrilled."
Katsuki sighed heavily. "Where is the hag anyway?"
And Katsuki felt a bit of relief knowing he didn't have to deal with his mother for a few more hours, at least.
"How about I get you two a change kf clothes so you can shower? Then you can tell me and the doctor how you
It kind of hurt. Maybe he shouldn't have stayed away so long.
Or for the doctor, an old woman named Chiyo, to walk him with her
"I can't believe you boys were flying around with these injuries!" she scolded as she led him to a seat beside his father. "Midoriya here said you got hit in head!"
"It's a minor concussion, old bat. /He's/ the one with the injuries," Katsuki gestured to Izuku.
"So I noticed. At least three bruised ribs, some burn marks-"
Izuku grimaced, hunching slightly to rub at his neck. "Only a little...," he said quietly.
Masaru sighed, shaking his head. "Now I'm curious
Izuku and Katsuki shared a glance.
"Can't tell you," Katsuki decided and Masaru raised an eyebrow.
"You can't even tell me how you two met?"
"Through work but that's all I can
"And I imagine /work/ is also why you're here?"
"Sort of had nowhere else to go," Katsuki admitted, wincing as Chiyo pressed on his wound. She shook her head in disappointment. "We won't be staying too long and that plane-"
"Already disposed of.
"Oh," Izuku chuckled. "I think I might be a little worse, sir."
"A little?" Katsuki raised an eyebrow in disbelief. The man stuck his tongue out
"Well, whatever trouble you found yourself in this time, you know you can stay here as long as you need. Will you need a car?"
"Yeah," Katsuki said, frowning slightly. His mental list was piling up and he still needed
Masaru tilted his head slightly, narrowing his eyes for a moment. He didn't ask questions, though. No, that was his mother's job.
"Maybe we'll do that.
"Mild concussion for your idiot son," she said with a small huff. "Seriously, you boys need some food, water, and sleep under your belts before you try and run off anywhere. Even then, with your injuries, you're just gonna hurr yourselves more if you
"It really wouldn't," Katsuki cut off, feeling a slight headache coming on. "At most, a few hours but then we got to get going."
"Of course," Masaru said lightly. "Just stay long enough to introduce your partner to your mother. Otherwise,
Katsuki grimaced, silently agreeing. His mother would go nuts if he left without saying hello or even goodbye. And once she found out about Izuku? Even more so.
"I-" Shit, he actually felt guilty. He hadn't thought it was that big of a deal
Running from what he still had no goddamned clue. Himself? His family? Shit he didn't want to face. But he was running, just like
Either way, he let his parents to worry about him until he figured it out. Something Izuku definitely hadn't done.
Chiyo actually paused in her treatment and gave him a considering glance. He pointedly
"I'd like that," Izuku said with a soft smile in his direction that somehow felt like forgiveness for him ever being an asshole.
"You're saying that now but you haven't even met the hag yet," Katsuki said and Izuku's smile turned
"If she's anything like you, I'm sure I'll love her," he said simply and it sent red straight to Katsuki's face. Because - fuck - how could he just just say that shit out loud!?
What the hell did he even say to that? Luckily - unluckily? - he was saved from having to
Katsuki bared his teeth, immediately glaring at his father. "You said a few hours!"
Masaru put his hands up peacefully. "I didn't expect her to leave the show when I told her you were
"You could have /not/ told her." Shit, was he even ready for this? Who was he kidding? He wasn't prepared in the slightest. He'd never brought someone home to his parents. Never had enough of a close connection with anyone to feel the inclination.
And now here he was
A load he didn't think he'd ever carry.
"You son of a bitch," Bakugou Mitsuki hissed as
"That says more about /you/ than me, old bat," Katsuki said flatly, turning his glare to his
"Oh, you little-" she made a show of taking off her ball gown gloves.
"Hush, dear, I have to teach this boy a lesson first," Mitsuki said as she tossed the gloves across the room. Katsuki stood up, much to Chiyo's complaining, and
So, he was completely blindsided when she wrapped her arms around him and brought him into a tight hug instead.
"Wha-what the hell!?"
"Oh no, you don't, you disrespectful little brat," she growled into his ear. "You don't have me worry about you for five years and then skip out on a damn hug, you hear me?"
She ripped apart from him so damn quickly he nearly smirked. "Boyfriend?!" she demanded, eyes finally landing on Izuku, who
"Uh, hello, Bakugou-san, I'm Midoriya Izuku, uh," Izuku rubbed at his neck nervously once he straightened. Mitsuki stared him down for a long time. Even Katsuki started
"Are... you're Midoriya Inko's son, aren't you?" she finally said just when the silence was becoming unbearable.
Izuku and Katsuki shared a startled look. "How the hell-"
"Because I've known Inko since we were little girls!" Mitsuki said with
"You know my mom?" he asked before his eyes widened in recognition. "Wait!
"Yes! Goodness, I was starting to worry Inko didn't tell you about me!" Mitsuki huffed, shaking her head, as she pulled her phone seemingly out of nowhere. "To think you didn't call her because you're dating my /son/. Who would have thought-"
"Oi, you can't
"Why the hell not?!" Mitsuki snapped, reaching for her phone.
"Read the situation for a second!" Katsuki said back, gesturing to Izuku's bruises and cuts. "In case the old man didn't tell you, we're not exactly
"All the more reason to tell her-"
"No, it'll just put her in danger. We're already putting /you/ in danger being here but we didn't have any other choice at the time."
Mitsuki crossed arms over her chest, a deep frown etching itself across her
"Katsuki. What in the world did you get Izuku into?" she asked and he had to huff.
"I didn't get him into shit. But we did both get involved in the wrong person and, well-" he gestured to Izuku again. "But I'm working on it."
"We should take Inko on
"That's actually a good idea," Izuku admitted, sheepishly. "Once you're away... you can tell her I'm okay."
"Oh, I intend to tell her more
"Urg, whatever," he said, feeling exhausted.
"Well," Mitsuki clapped
"Of course, Katsuki. This isn't the first time you've found yourself in trouble, after all."
He watched as she walked back down the hallway, already snapping orders. She was confident, sure, and he never realized until
"I like her," Izuku announced with a bit of a yawn as they found themselves in a room. It was still in the middle of the day but a few hours of shuteye was probably needed.
After all, Katsuki wasn't sure when they'd get
Shit, he really needed to call Aizawa.
"You would," Katsuki huffed, grabbing the man by the middle and dragging him into bed. "Starting to think you just have a thing for foulmouthed blondes," he
"What's wrong with that?" Izuku said softly, snuggling up against him.
"Could think of a few but I know your nerd brain's gonna like that too much...," Katsuki admitted, tapping his fingers against Izuku's back. "What do you think about our
"I'm starting to worry if it even is a coincidence," Izuku said with a sigh. "Everything seems tpo well connected, don't you think?"
"Yeah, I'm starting to see a pattern too...," Katsuki grumbled, not liking it one bit. He didn't
Why had he'd been placed on the mission with Shigaraki? Why did Izuku decide to dig into that bastard's stuff? Why did they suddenly both end up captured at the same time?
It was unnerving to say the least.
"Doubtful. Starting to worry they're in on it."
"... Well, this is going to be fun," Izuku said, completely unamused.
"Yeah, so much for your romcom," Katsuki looked down at him after a moment. "You doing okay?"
Izuku shrugged slightly. "I don't know. There's
Yeah, Katsuki figured that would be the case. After all, this wasn't the first time Izuku had been captured by people. And as he said before, they were decidedly less pleasant.
"Look, I'm not a therapist or anything but... I'm here, okay?" His support
"I know," Izuku smiled up at him. "How could I forget my telephone angel?"
"You're shit at nicknames, nerd," Katsuki rolled his eyes, kissing him on the forehead. "Get some sleep."
"Hmkay...," Izuku buried his face
A few hours later, Katsuki woke up groggily to a knock on the door.
Actually, it was Izuku shooting straight up in bed that woke him. The nerd's hand had dived under one of the pillows at the knocking in an old habit. One Katsuki had seen multiple times when the man was
Katsuki slipped his hand underneath the pillow to intertwine their fingers, startling the other man. He looked at him, eyes wide, for a moment before he relaxed visibly.
The knock came again. "Urg, I'm coming," he
His body was still sluggish but it'd have to do for now. They probably had already overstayed their welcome. He pulled open the door and was surprised by a
She took a step back in surprise as if she hadn't just been knocking on the door. "O-oh, I was expecting...," she trailed off but she already said enough.
"Mom?!" Izuku was at the door in a second,
"Why are you here?" Katsuki demanded. "Where are my parents?"
"Katsuki!" Izuku hissed. Katsuki didn't move, glaring down at Inko
She immediately turned red, hands flapping. "Oh! I didn't even think how sudden this must seem since you two have been sleeping and everything and we haven't even met properly - you were barely two the last time I saw you - but I'm Midoriya Inko!"
"Yeah, gonna need proof of that, no offense," Katsuki said stiffly, wishing he had grabbed his gun. Anything could have happened
"Katsuki! Stop being an ass and let Izuku see his mother!" Mitsuki rounded the corner, looking furious.
"What the f-" he snapped his mouth shut at the curse word, gave a harassed sigh, and allowed Izuku
"You should have told me
"Well, I didn't want to walk in on you two having sex or something," his mother said nonchalantly, looking at her perfect painted nails.
Izuku turned a bright red, waving his hands very similar to his mother. "Mom! We were just sleeping!"
"This time," Katsuki couldn't help but chime in. He didn't think he'd ever seen the nerd's head whip
"Oh my!" Inko pressed her hands to her cheeks. "When Micchan said you were dating, I didn't think-is this why you haven't been answering my phone calls? Did you elope!?"
"What?!" Izuku squeaked, looking back to his mother and looking ready to panic.
"Wow," Mitsuki cut in, letting out a loud laugh. "You two are /adorable/. He's practically your little clone! I was expecting him to have Hisashi's personality or something but I'm relieved to see he was blessed with mostly your traits, Inko."
"Yeah, Izuku's father, obviously!" Mitsuki said, crossing her arms. "He was a bit of a dick, honestly."
"Y-yes, I'm sorry I didn't tell you but-"
"As in Hisashi Green?" Izuku asked and Katsuki tensed immediately at the name. Especially when Inko nodded.
No. Fucking. Way.
Holy shit, what did this
Izuku swallowed down whatever emotion Katsuki could see twisting his lips and turned to his mother with a small smile.
"It's okay, Mom. I'm just surprised. But Katsuki and I have to get going soon," he hugged her fiercely then. "Have fun on your vacation, okay? I'll
"Everything's ready, right?" Katsuki asked, looking to his mother. She was frowning slightly.
"Of course, who do you take me for?" she said, holding out a set of keys and two cellphones for him. "You two take care of yourselves, alright?"
It felt like half a second before they were in the confines of the vehicle his mother had picked out. Fast with blacked out windows, just like
"Is the big boss, yeah," Izuku finished for him, dropping his head in his hands.
[Hey, this is gonna be the end for part 3! More to come in a new thread ✌]