His World
Summary: Bakugo's teenage daughter has been acting suspicious for a while. He keeps shrugging it off until he finds her cuddled up on the couch with another boy. Let's just say he's less than happy to find out his daughter is dating Kaminari's son.
Pairing: Bakugo x f!reader
tw's: A lil angsty
Not proofread. Go easy on me <3
You yawned, scratching your bedhead, as you walked into the kitchen to see your husband, Katsuki, already making breakfast. You walked up to him, wrapping your arms around his waist, "Good morning.~"
"Mornin', beautiful," He replied, flipping a pancake onto a plate. It was fluffy, just the way you and Mizuki liked it. He turned around and pressed a kiss to your lips. Your good morning kiss. You smiled, pecking his cheek.
You took the plates with the pancakes out into the dining room, Katsuki following behind, holding a tray with cups of coffee. You put the dishes on the table and opened your mouth to call your seventeen-year-old daughter down for dinner but stopped when she entered the kitchen, hopping on one foot as she put on her socks.
You raised your eyebrows in amusement. Surprisingly, Mizuki had been waking up early for a few weeks now. Previously, you had to turn off all her alarms for her and aggressively shake her awake.
"Morning, mama, papa." She greeted as she pulled her long blonde hair into a ponytail, crimson eyes shifting up to you and Katsuki.
"Someone's wakin' up surprisingly early." Bakugo commented, "Now come on, food's runnin' cold."
"Oh. I have to be at school early today." Mizuki took her school bag from a chair, throwing it over her shoulder. Bakugo furrowed his eyebrows, watching his daughter run out of the room in a hurry.
"Oi, get yer ass back here! You ain't leaving without breakfast!" He yelled, his head snapping at you, asking you to say something. You shook your head, raising your hands up. Only a Bakugo could tame a Bakugo.
"I'll get somethin' from outside, chill!" Mizuki yelled from the front door.
Bakugo looked at you, baffled, "She's got the time to eat from out but not to eat from home?!"
"Maybe she's not in the mood for pancakes." You replied, taking a seat at the dining table, pulling a plate towards yourself, and pushing another towards Katsuki.
You smiled, watching him pout as he chewed. He was just like the Katsuki you met in high school, yet he was so different. His muscular arms and torso were littered with little scars, with one big scar on his chest. It was proof of years of hero work. His hair was slowly starting to grey. When he put his head in your lap, you liked moving his hair around, counting the little grey hair.
"D'you think she doesn't like my cooking?" Bakugo asked.
"You know that's not the case, Katsuki." You give him a pointed look, "You don't have to be upset about it."
"I'm not upset..." He huffed. You sighed, smiling at him. He clearly was upset. You were going to add that she might have met a special someone, so that could be one reason why she was in such a hurry, but decided to keep it to yourself since you knew the reaction your husband would have. He'd flip the table over.
"What if she's seein' someone?" He narrowed his eyes, his fist clenching on the table. You reached over, putting your hand over his closed fist. His hand relaxed, lying flat underneath yours.
"It's possible. She's growing up, it's expected."
"I'm sure she's got better things to do than bothering with some lame-ass guy." He confidently shoved a piece of pancake in his mouth. A drop of sweat appeared on your forehead at his sudden change in demeanour.
Katsuki's suspicions of Mizuki going out with someone did not stop there.
He'd just come home from patrol, sweaty and tired, hoping to take a nice long bath and then eat dinner and spend some time with his two favourite girls. He stepped inside the house, kicking his dirty boots off and padding into the living room.
He found you on the couch, your face lighting up when you saw him. You hopped off the couch to give him a fat kiss on the cheek, "Hi, babe. How was work?"
"Ass."
You laughed, wiping a bit of grease from his cheek with a thumb, "I've already run the bath for you."
You caught a naughty glint in his eye when he turned you around, hugging you from the back, his chin on your head, stubble scratching your scalp, "Join me."
"No."
"Why the fuck not?"
"Mizuki's home, Katsuki." You rolled your eyes.
"It's just a bath." He teased.
You stepped away from him, giving his chest a playful push, "We both know it will end up being not just a bath."
"Mama!" Mizuki rushed into the living room, holding a hairbrush in hand, wearing a pretty blue dress you got her a while back, "Mama, can you do my hair?" Her eyes fell on Bakugo standing behind you, brow arched skywards. She visibly froze.
"Where are you going?" He asked, noting how she was dressed a little nicer than usual.
"With friends, duh," Mizuki replied, handing you the hairbrush. You brushed her hair, putting up into a neat bun for her.
"Thanks, Mum."
"Oi, don't forget to leave your location on and-" Bakugo began but got cut off by Mizuki.
"And don't forget to be home before ten, blah, blah, blah. I know. You need to stop worryin', Pops." Mizuki looked up at her father as she put her heels on.
"I'd stop worrying if you weren't dressed like you're going on a damn date," Bakugo said.
Mizuki cleared her throat, rolling her eyes. "Well, I'm not. Can I leave now?"
Bakugo moved aside, letting her leave, eyes not moving from the door until it was slammed shut. "I'm tellin' ya, she's seein' someone. And I'm fuckin' finding out who it is-" He made a move to leave after her, stopping when you put a hand on his arm.
"Let her go, Katsuki. If she finds out you're stalking her, she's not going to trust you with anything."
"But what if-"
"You wouldn't want her sneaking out and lying to you, would you?"
"No..." He mumbled.
"Exactly. Now go hop in the bath, stinky." You smacked his arm. He gave you a devilish smirk and threw you over his shoulder.
"You're gettin' in with me. Mizu isn't home now."
It was the weekend, and you were out doing groceries with Katsuki. You watched your items get scanned at the counter, making sure you guys had everything you needed. You reached to carry some of the grocery bags, getting your hand slapped away by Katsuki. He carried them all in one go, his muscles flexing in the process.
Before going back home, he got Mizuki iced tea since he knew she liked it. He parked the car in the garage, helping you carry the grocery bags inside.
"That's the last of it." He grunted, dropping a bag on the floor by the shoes.
"I'll go ask Mizuki to help me put stuff in the fridge." You said, removing your shoes. You went into the living room, freezing when you saw Mizuki sound asleep on top of a boy you recognised. Kyoka and Denki's son, Ryuu. He had plum-coloured hair, just like Kyoka.
"Oi, Mizuki, come help ya ma with the groceries," Katsuki yelled, walking into the living room. He saw you standing by the couch and came to stand beside you, looking down to see Mizuki asleep with her head on Ryuu's chest. His yelling made Mizuki stir a little before she nuzzled into his neck and went back to sleep.
You glanced at Bakugo, watching his jaw clench, his upper lip twitch in fury. You could swear you saw steam blowing out of his ears. Before you could stop him, he stomped up to the two, "WAKE THE FUCK UP!" He yelled.
Startled, Mizuki sat up upright, falling off the couch. Ryuu opened his eyes wide in confusion. He looked down at Mizuki and then at Dynamight towering over him with deadly crimson eyes that promised to skin him alive. Ryuu gulped, his face draining of colour.
"Katsuki, don't-"
Katsuki grabbed the boy's T-shirt, pulling him off the couch. Ryuu raised his hands defensively, trying to step away, but Katsuki had a death grip on his T-shirt, "Who the fuck do you think you are?!"
"Dad, leave him alone!" Mizuki tried pushing Katsuki's hand away. Katsuki ignored her, simply pulling Ryuu closer and narrowing his eyes at him.
"What is your relationship with him, Mizuki?" He growled, still not looking at her, giving Ryuu a death glare instead.
"Katsuki, leave him alone. How about we all sit and talk about it calmly-"
"I ain't talkin' calmly!" Bakugo yelled, scaring Ryuu. "Who the fuck does he think he is, trying to snuggle into Mizuki?!"
"Dad, can you please stop?!" Mizuki gave her father a firm push. The push had little impact on him, given he was built like a tree, but the flash of hurt in his eyes did not go unnoticed by you. Mizuki freed Ryuu out of Katsuki's grip, standing in front of him almost protectively, her hand intertwined with his. "As for your question, he is my boyfriend. What are you going to do about it?"
"Really, Mizuki. You're fuckin' joking." He glowered at Ryuu, his fists fuming, "You ain't datin' spark plug's son."
"Why do you have a problem with everything I do?!" Mizuki yelled, "I'm not a little girl anymore, Dad! You don't get to decide who I date and who I don't."
"You don't need to date some stupid boy. You know you're better than that!"
"Ryuu is not a stupid boy." Mizuki seethed through gritted teeth. She looked like she'd blast the house to bits if Katsuki said another word.
"I-I'll take my leave so you guys can talk. I'm sorry for the trouble I caused..." Ryuu dared to pat Mizuki's shoulder and glance up timidly at Katsuki. Katsuki took a step towards him but got stopped by your arm.
"You're breaking up with him right fucking now," Katsuki ordered.
"I am not!" Mizuki shouted, taking Ryuu's hand again, making him stay put. "What has he ever done to you?! Why do you have to act like he committed some crime? Ryuu is the most perfect and sweetest person I've met, unlike you. Why do you have a problem with everything?! When will you leave me be and stop pretending im five?! Gosh, I really fucking hate you."
Mizuki's chest moved up and down, tears threatening to spill from her eyes, staring at Katsuki, the air thick in between them. She glanced at you before she turned around with Ryuu, silently leaving the house with him.
Katsuki fell onto the couch, head thrown back, hand over his eyes. You silently sat beside him, putting a hand on his knee. He glanced down at his legs, a defeated look on his face. You cupped his cheek, making him look at you in the eye. You could see tears forming in his eyes, his nose red.
"She said she hates me." His voice cracked.
"Shh," you brought his face closer, kissing his eyebrow. "You know she doesn't mean it. She said it in the heat of the moment."
He let himself lay on top of you, nuzzling into your neck, arms wrapped around you. He wondered if this was karma for all the times he told his mother he hated her even though he didn't really mean it. He wondered if this was life slapping him in the face, pulling a reverse card on him.
"You remember how old we were when we started dating, Katsuki?" You asked, running hour fingers in his hair.
"Fifteen." He mumbled.
"Hm. Mizu's way older and more mature than we were back then."
"She's mature. Spark Plug's kid isn't" He propped up on his elbow, arguing back with you.
"Are you doing this because he's Denki's kid? He's a good kid, Katsuki. He didn't even argue back when you got mad at him. He's rational, and from what I've seen when Mizu brings her friends over, he's really shy and sweet, too."
"What if he's not good enough for her. What if he breaks her heart?" He tried reasoning. You smiled, cradling his face.
"She's got her big strong papa if he breaks her heart."
His head dipped low, pressing a long kiss onto your lips and then a little one in between your eyebrows. You switched positions, with you now lying on top of him, head on his chest, eyes shut. He kissed your hair, hand running up and down your back, deep in thought.
As he lay there, he thought of the time when he held newborn Mizuki in his arms for the first time, immediately falling in love with his little girl. The moment Mizuki was in his arms, he swore he would protect his daughter with his life. He recalled her first footsteps and her first word, 'Da!' He thought of the time when she got her quirk, running into his legs, crying, overwhelmed by the loud noises and the recoil.
He sighed, eyes drifting shut.
When Katsuki's eyes snapped open, it was already midnight. He felt a blanket over you two. Mizuki was home. He skillfully slipped his arm out from under your head, getting up. He adjusted the blanket over you, kissing the tip of your nose. Light on his feet, he went upstairs, standing outside Mizuki's room.
He cleared his throat, knocking on the door, "Hey, kid. Ya in there?"
He was greeted by silence. He turned the knob, opening the door and peeking inside. There she was, lying with her back to the door, pretending to be asleep, blonde eyelashes fluttering on her cheeks. He crept up to her bed, taking a seat on the mattress, the bed sinking down with his weight.
He leaned over, tucking a few strands of hair behind her ear. He put his forehead on her head, "I'm sorry, Mizu. I know I was an ass." He murmured.
Mizuki lay on her back, crimson eyes shifting to her father. His eyes, the same colour as hers, almost pleaded with her to talk to him. She sat up straight, putting a hand behind her neck, looking down.
"It's alright... I'm sorry, too. I didn't mean anything I said back then." She felt her father's arms wrap around her shoulders, pulling her closer. In his strong arms, she felt safe. Even though they often fought and argued, she adored him. He meant the world to her.
"I'll break up with him." She said.
Katsuki pulled away from the hug, shaking his head and taking her hands, "No. If he makes you happy, you can date him."
"What's the point if you're not happy about it?"
"I'll be happy about it as long as he keeps you happy." He held her face in his hands, looking into her eyes, "But the moment he breaks your heart, I'm breaking his legs, and you're not stopping me."
He watched a shit-eating grin take over her face, scarily looking like him, "If it ever comes to that, I'll join you."
"Atta girl." He smirked. Mizuki threw her arms around his neck, hugging him tight. Katsuki smiled, holding his daughter closer.
"I love you, papa." She mumbled.
Katsuki held himself from crying right there and then, "Love ya too, Mizu."
Katsuki held Mizuki for a while longer, enjoying this rare moment of peace with his daughter, running his hand through her long hair. He felt a pair of eyes on him and glanced back to see you leaning against the doorframe, arms crossed across your chest, a soft smile on your face. He held an arm open for you to join him and Mizuki.
You crawled into bed, kissing Mizuki's cheek and then Katsuki's jaw. He pulled your head on his shoulder, his arms wrapped around you two.
While you and Mizuki slept peacefully, Katsuki stayed awake, his heart brimming with love and bliss. Lying on the bed with his world in his arms, he wondered what he did to deserve you two. He considered himself the world's luckiest man.
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The Other Woman
CW/TW : Swearing? Mentions of postpartum depression & depression. Implied self harm.
— Summary : Being married to a pro hero is difficult but you knew that your relationship could withstand the late nights and early mornings. With the start of a new school year you were excited to send your son off to school. Who could have prepared you for the heartbreak that a seemingly minor event would entail.
— Note : Grammar and I don't get along so don't expect much from that department. This is connected to my other series (here) but will be a series from the perspective of Bakugo's wife.
WC : 2k
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April 1, 20XX
[7:00 am]
[In your kitchen]
"We start the new month with a new scandal!" The gossip announcer states.
You roll your eyes at their statement as you continue to make breakfast. You had forgotten to change the channel before entering the kitchen and were now stuck listening to their nonsense.
"At the center of today's scandal is none other than our very own number one pro hero, Dynamight!" The woman announces.
"Very funny." You laugh to yourself as you finish preparing breakfast and move on to setting the table.
"Our hero's wife was spotted having an intimate moment with a mystery man late last night." The woman says before you freeze.
"What the hell is that extra talking about?" Bakugo asks as he walks into the kitchen with a scowl on his face.
"I have no idea. Yes I did meet up with some friends last night but I di-"
"So when you said that you couldn't come home to be with our son you were fucking around with your friends." Bakugo says with a deeper scowl.
"I had run into them after getting dinner with Mina. Katsuki you said that you didn't mind me going out last night." You frown as you cross your arms in front of your chest.
"Well of course I'm going to mind when my damn wife is going out and ruining my reputation." Bakugo says as he steps closer to you. "We've talked about this. You're married to the top hero so you can't go around acting however you like."
"I'm not going to listen to this again. You don't need to lecture me as if I'm a child." You turn to walk away only for him to grab your wrist.
"You don't get to just walk away from me. I'm tal-" Bakugo begins to lecture before a little boy walks in.
"Katsumi." You pull your wrist away before you walk over to your son.
"Papa! Mama!" Katsumi says as he hugs your leg.
"You excited for your first day?" Bakugo asks as Katsumi lets you go to hug him.
"Uhuh! Mama said I'll make friends!" Katsumi says with a wide smile.
"Yeah. Go get dressed and then eat. I'm taking you in today." Bakugo says before the boy runs off. "Don't run." He reminds before he looks at you.
"What else do you have to say Katsuki?" You sigh as you look at him.
"Just don't let it happen again." Bakugo says before he serves himself breakfast.
You frown before you walk to Katsumi's room to check on him. "Need any help?"
"Nope! Got it all by myself." Katsumi states as he walks out in the outfit you had laid out the night before.
You walk to your bedroom where you look around at the bare walls and minimalist furniture. You hated this room and its furniture even though you had been the one to pick it out. You had let your decision be swayed by what Bakugo would like and you had to live with it now.
"I'm going to go drop him off now." Bakugo says from outside the closed door. "I'll text you if you need to pick him up."
"Okay. Be... Don't forget to have Katsumi brush his teeth." You hear him walk away before you sigh. You wait until you hear the front door shut before you leave the bedroom.
You hear your phone ring and you hurry to answer it.
"Y/n! I see you had fun after I left you." Mina jokes as soon as you pick up.
"Haha. So you've heard the news?" You sit on the couch as you enjoy talking to your friend.
"But seriously how was it to see your friends out of the blue like that?" Mina asks.
"It was nice. I hadn't seen them since my wedding. We actually made plans for next week."
"That's great. You should get out of the house more often." Mina encourages.
"Thank you Mina." You let yourself relax as the two of you continue to chat.
[10:26 am]
You look over your grocery cart before making your way to the self checkout area. You begin to scan your items as you think of how long dinner will take to make. You pay for your groceries before you make your way back home.
[3:00 pm]
"I wonder what time Katsumi will be let out." You check your phone for any new messages from Bakugo only to find none. "I guess he's going to pick him up today."
You sigh before you move on with your day and your responsibilities around the house.
[5:15 pm]
"He probably found a school that's open until late. I heard that some schools opened up with specifically heros in mind." Mina reassures after you share your concerns for the time and lack of Katsumi.
"Oh.. I had no idea that schools went on past three. But this is better for heros and their strange working hours." You let your worries slip away as you continue to chat with Mina.
[8:31 pm]
You practically run to the door when you hear it open. You are confused to find only Bakugo walking in. "Where is Katsumi?"
"What?" Bakugo says as he kicks his work shoes off.
"Where is Katsumi?"
"Are you telling me that you've been here sitting on your ass while our son is still at school?!" Bakugo asks with clenched fists.
"You never texted me to pick him up.. I thought that you would be picking him up."
"You know the hours that I work. Why didn't you call to confirm?! What kind of mother are you?! Why would you have a kid if you weren't going to try and care for him?!" Bakugo practically shouts as he pulls his shoes back on.
You are left speechless at his words as he turns around and walks out. "you didn't even tell me what school you put him in.."
You walk to your bedroom where you quickly pack a luggage. You call Bakugo as you fight back tears.
"What?" Bakugo barks as soon as he answers.
"I'm going to my parent's place. I'll call you if I'm coming back."
"What the he-" Bakugo begins to say before you hang up.
You feel tears roll down your cheeks as you make your way down to your car. You were used to Bakugo's cruel remarks when he was angry but this had been your final straw. The months of arguing and waking up to a man who looked as if he wished you were better. You tried to be the perfect partner. The perfect mother. You tried your hardest but now you just needed a break.
[8:55 pm]
[On the road]
You drive through nearly empty streets as tears roll down your cheeks. "Call Mina."
You hear ringing before she picks up.
"Is this a booty call?" Mina asks with a laugh.
"Mi..Mina." You make a turn as you continue to cry.
"What happened?" Mina asks as her tone changes. "Was it Katsuki again?"
"I can't do this anymore!" You hit the steering wheel as you suddenly stop. "I don't want to be here anymore! Nothing I do is ever good enough!" You clench your fists before you hit your legs in frustration.
"Hey.. Come over and we'll talk it out." Mina says as a car honks behind you. "Be careful on the road. I can't lose my best friend."
"You won't tell him that I'm there will you.." You drive towards her apartment as you keep her words in mind.
"Of course not. Hell will freeze over before the thought even crosses my mind." Mina says.
You let out a small laugh as you continue to drive.
[9:39 pm]
[Outside of Mina's apartment complex]
"Did you bring anything?" Mina asks as she walks towards you.
"Just a suitcase." You bite your lip as you fight back tears.
"I'll grab that and then we can go up to my room and binge watch our show." Mina says before she squeezes your hand.
You nod and watch her pull your luggage out of your car. You lock the car before following her up to her apartment.
[10:22 pm]
[Inside Mina's bedroom]
"No way it just leaves us on that cliffhanger?!" Mina exclaims as the credits begin to play.
You laugh at her reaction. "Guess we'll have to wait for the new season to find out if he survives."
"When is it being released?" Mina asks.
"It's already been released in America. It should be released here later this year."
"It sounds like I'll have to pull out the illegal streaming services." Mina says with a smile as she shakes her head.
"Very heroic of you Pinky." You gently elbow her side as you smile.
"Oh totally. All he-" Mina begins to say before her phone rings.
You watch her grab her phone before she gives you a nervous look. You knew that look and you knew only one person who would be inconsiderate enough to call at such a late hour.
You nod before she answers the call.
"What's up Katsuki? I'm tr.. Y/n? No she isn't here. Did she go out or something? No she didn't tell me anything. Do you need help looking for her?" Mina begins to lie expertly as you watch her. "Yeah she probably is with her parents. Yeah. Night."
You hug her as soon as she hangs up. "Thank you Mina. I know it's unfair of me to ask you to lie to your friend."
"Your friendship means much more to me." Mina says as she hugs you back.
You truly had no idea where you would be if you hadn't had Mina by your side.
"Did you eat dinner?" Mina asks as she lets you go.
"No. I was waiting for Katsumi and Katsuki to get home." You felt bad that you hadn't been home to welcome your son and ask about his day.
"Well then it's a good thing that I still have some of my dinner." Mina says before she gets off the bed and motions for you to follow her.
You follow after her and watch as she heats up some food. "Mina?"
"What's up?" Mina asks as she pulls a plate and cup out.
"Do you think I'm a bad mother?" You think back to Bakugo's words as you wait for her answer.
"What? Of course not! You're a kickass mom! You didn't let your post partum depression keep you from caring for Katsumi. You stopped taking your antidepressants the same day your doctor told you that you were pregnant. You didn't want to risk anything when it came to your pregnancy." Mina says as she takes your hands. "You went above and beyond just to give birth to him. No matter what Katsuki says you are a great mother."
You fight back a new wave of tears as you hug her. "It's just so difficult. I'm trying to be better for Katsumi. I shouldn't be having those bad thoughts. I'm a mother for crying out loud. I have a priority to my son and my husband."
"But if you don't take care of yourself then how will you be able to take care of Katsumi or Katsuki?" Mina asks as she hugs you back. "Have you tried to tell Katsuki about your... thoughts?"
You step back and look down in shame. "He thinks that I'm doing better and I don't want him to know that I slipped up again."
"What happened?" Mina asks as she serves you food.
"The thoughts were too much and I did it again."
"When?" Mina asks as she walks to her dining table.
You follow her and wait for her to sit down before you do the same.
"A week ago.." You roll your sleeves up to show her your healing arms.
"Y/n.. You should have called me." Mina says as she motions for you to eat. "Have you been eating regularly? Have you been eating enough?"
You pick up your spoon before you begin to eat. You reluctantly shake your head as you look at her.
"Okay. Do you think the arguments with Bakugo are one of the things that led to this?" Mina asks.
You shake your head before you sigh. "I just don't know how to work through the emotions. It makes me feel like a child. I should know how to handle my emotions at this age."
"Why don't you see your therapist again?" Mina recommends.
"She moved a while ago." You finish eating as she gets up.
"Where is my damn bag?" Mina mumbles to herself as she looks around the apartment.
You get up and wash your dishes as you wait for her to return.
"Found it!" Mina calls out before walking into the kitchen with a business card in hand.
"What's that?"
"A number for a therapist. He's supposed to the best of the best. One of my old friends recommended him." Mina says before handing the card over. "You should see him."
You look at the card before you smile at your friend. "Thank you Mina." You wanted to get better and would try anything to do so.
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