Chapter 4 - This Is Way Harder Than I Thought

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Bakugo POV:
I wake up to annoying crying. I don't even need to think to know that that is coming from baby Deku. I roll my eyes and sigh, then get up and walk over to Deku's cot. He stops crying as he looks at me, and stands up, doing grabby motions at me. I sigh again and pull him out. I put him on the mat and stuck the dummy back into his mouth. I then walk to my desk to check the time.
4:54 am?!
I turn around and prepare to yell at the baby but he giggled at his hero figures and that giggle legit melted my heart so I merely sighed and turned around.

I changed, took a shower and got everything ready for school. I also changed Dekus diaper and clothes, fed him his food and when everything was done I grabbed him and stomped down the stairs.
I entered the obviously empty common room and walked into the kitchen. Still holding Deku with one arm I made myself food. It was hard because the idiot kept trying to grab things and I kept needing to dodge his chubby hands. I sighed as I held my bowl with one hand and Deku with the other, and finally sat down at a table. I took out my phone and put Deku down onto the floor to crawl around somewhere. I then started eating while scrolling on my phone, and didn't even notice Deku disappear from my sight....

3rd person POV:
Izuku crawled away from his babysitter and glanced back with a wicked smile. He then held onto the couch and stood up, then wobbly walked into the room where he wanted to go from the start of his life - the kitchen. He pushed the door open, looking around. Izuku fell forward, back into his crawling position and crawled into the kitchen. He giggled as he saw a drawer that would be in his reach. He was really curious as to what people kept telling him to not touch was. He crawled up to the drawer and stood up to open it. When he did, he pulled it open and smiled as he saw white plates. He took one out and sat back onto his butt. But unfortunately, as he did so the plate escaped his hands and crashed onto the floor. Izuku watched as it broke into smaller pieces with interest. He never saw anything like this. The little 2 year old reached over to the pieces and picked one up. Then a second one, third one. Izuku wondered how much of these pieces would fit in his hand, and he smiled as he fit a fourth one in. Suddenly something painful shot through his hand and he dropped the pieces to see red liquid coming out of his hand. It hurt and he was scared so he started crying.

Bakugo who was sitting and eating peacefully suddenly heard something crash in the kitchen and he quickly stood up. He walked into the kitchen and looked around, and gasped as he saw Izuku crying on the floor with a bleeding hand and a broken plate infront of him. Bakugo carefully walked up to him and lifted him up. He put him in the sink and rinsed his hand. He then put an All Might bandaid on Izukus cut and patted his head. Izuku stopped crying and Bakugo put the dummy back into his mouth. He then turned around and cleaned up the floor from the mess that Izuku created. It took a good 20 minutes until everything was clean, Izuku  calmed down and taken care of, and Bakugo was done with his scolding.

After that he picked the little boy up and took him over to the couch. He contemplated on whether he should just tie him up but decided against it as he then might get in trouble. He just sat the baby onto the couch and turned on an All Might movie. Immediately Izuku laughed happily and focused on the movie. Bakugo did a "yes!" motion with his arm and sat back down to eat.

Eventually the class started coming in and getting themselves food. Izuku didn't notice anything or anyone though; the movie was so much more interesting.
"Oi Bakubro! Why is Midobro all wet and has red splotches all over his clothes?" Kirishima said walking over to Bakugo. Bakugo glanced at him then at Izuku, then back at his phone.
"Cut himself. I washed him. We need Ponytail." He stated calmly. Kirishima nodded and grinned.
"Momobro!!! Come here, we need you!" He yelled. Yaoyorozu glanced over at the waving boy and smiled,  then walked over.
"Yes?"
"Bakubro needs you." He said and walked off. Yaoyorozu glanced at Bakugo who exhaled.
"Stupid fucking shitty hair." He mumbled. Then he turned to the black haired girl. "Anyway Ponytail make some clothes for Deku. The fucking teachers made one set of clothes for each day! As if they didn't fucking know that kids get dirty and they need spare clothes!" By the end he started grumbling. Bakugo wasn't used to asking people for help, and Yaoyorozu understood that so she smiled and took that all as a "can you please make Deku some new clothes?". She nodded.
"Of course." Her arm started glowing and an All Might onesie came out. "Do you need socks?" She asked politely. Bakugo shook his head.
"No that idiot doesn't let me put socks on he hates them like it's some shit." Bakugo sighed as Yaoyorozu giggled.
"Ok then. There you go he'll like it." She passed the onesie to Bakugo and he took it and nodded a bit then walked over to the couch where Izuku was. Yaoyorozu understood that that was like a thank you so she smiled and walked off.

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