Thread by @izukusbones

#BKDK Bunzuku, o!Izuku, ph!Katsuki

“Is… is this bunny in time out or something?”

(In which Katsuki adopts a rabbit hybrid named Izuku hoping for a companion and gets much more than he bargained for)

“Is… is this bunny in time out or something?”

The bunny in question was laying on its cot, back facing its visitors. It was mostly covered by a blanket, leaving only a head of green curls and a pair of long ears visible.

Unlike the other holding pens, this one didn’t have any toys or amenities other than the cot and a grass potty pad. It looked more like a jail cell than anything else.

The care worker blinked at Katsuki as if he was stupid, then nodded.

“Yes, this hybrid is in isolation.” The worker cheerily affirmed, and it took every modicum of self control in Katsuki’s body not to explode the guy’s balls off.

Katsuki was seriously regretting ever coming to the shelter in the first place.

Fuck Shitty Hair and his shitty idea to find a pet. If hybrids were as great as everyone said they were, then Katsuki would’ve already found one. He wasn’t even that picky about who he took home, just something that was house trained and wouldn’t need constant validation.

He didn’t care if it could talk or do party tricks and what not, just something to keep him company. And yet, with such low standards, he hadn’t found anything that caught his eye.

Not until this bunny anyway.

“Can I know why?” Katsuki asked, taking a few steps closer to the glass. As he approached, he noticed one of the bunny’s ears twitch and turn slightly towards him. It must’ve heard him.

“He has a history of aggression.” The care worker replied, sounding a bit strained.

“We still have some younger pets available—“

“I ain’t interested in a brat.” Katsuki grunted, eyes falling on the clipboard hanging from the glass. Without thinking about it, he lifted it off the hook to read through the information.

“Really, sir, you wouldn’t want this one.” The worker tried. “He’s been a big trouble to our staff and he’s only been here a week. They had to reattach one of our volunteers’ fingers!”

Katsuki pressed his lips together in order not to laugh.

In his experience, hybrids didn’t lash out for no reason. Most prey species like this only did so when they felt threatened or when mishandled. Whoever nearly lost a digit probably deserved it.

Most of what was on the clipboard was standard. Pronouns, sex, weight, height, markings, vaccinations… Nothing too out of the ordinary until he got to the hybrid’s personal details. A lot of it seemed to be left blank. No history, no interests, no awards, no skills.

There was only one thing Katsuki had to comment on.

“The fuck kind of name is Deku?” He groused.

“It’s Izuku,” A new voice responded. That fluffy mop had been lifted, revealing a face speckled with freckles and an unamused expression. “My name is Midoriya Izuku.”

The care worker looked dumbfounded, probably having no idea that this hybrid was capable of speech if the clipboard was anything to go off of.

Katsuki nodded and turned to the worker.

“I’ll take him.”

TBC

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