"𝐒𝐀𝐍𝐀𝐈𝐈, 𝐖𝐇𝐄𝐑𝐄𝐃𝐈𝐃𝐘𝐎𝐔𝐄𝐕𝐄𝐍𝐌𝐎𝐕𝐄??" katsuki asks her, rocking side to side in her rolling chair. she looks at him confusedly, "you talm bout when we was younger?" she asks, he nods yes.
"death in the family.. not too sure who it was tho, ain't nobody really tell me anything." she shrugs, eating yogurt. he nods, not knowing what else to say.
they sat in silence, watching the show casted on sanaii's tv. katsuki's phone vibrates for almost the millionth time, it's been doing that ever since he walked in.
sanaii didn't want to mention or say anything since she felt like it wasn't any of her business, but she was getting irritated by it. katsuki huffs and looks at his phone, swiping to the left.
"oh– you're not in the gc, are you?" he asks suddenly, making sanaii look from her peripheral vision. "what gc?" he shakes his head and gets up from the chair, walking over to her.
"i could've sworn pinky said she added you.." he mumbles, typing on his and her phone. speaking of which, i haven't seen her all day– someone then knocks on the door.
they stopped their movements for a second, sanaii then gets up and walks over to open it. she wasn't expecting to see her step-aunt and grandma with smiles on their faces, one obviously more genuine then the other.
"hi sweetie! ya momma said you left some stuff over in ya room–" "who.. is that?" pam looks over sanaii's shoulder at katsuki, who's back was turned towards the door.
sanaii looks behind her, "oh– that's bakugo, the boy i was friends with when i was younger." she answers, taking the box from her grandma.
"but y'all can come in." she opens the door wider. katsuki then turns around, looking at the two new women in the room. "bakugo, that's my grandma, i'm sure you remember her. that's pam, my.. step-aunt."
she introduces them, "hi, nice to see you." he reaches for her grandma's hand, but she pushes it away and hugs him instead.
"oh lord, it's been so long since i've seen you! ya got so big!" she exclaims, rocking side to side. pam eyes him with an unreadable expression, then looks around the room.
katsuki chuckles and leans down to hug her back, "it's nice seeing you too, miss milan." she pulls away first, holding his arms. "and muscular too! you been workin out, huh?" she grins.
"why didn't you make up your bed, sanaii? it looks a mess." pam motions over to sanaii's bed, looking at it in disapproval. sanaii looks behind her, "cause i've been laying in it, and i still am."
she flops into her bed, staring directly at pam. she scoffs, now putting her attention on katsuki. "i'm pam, her auntie– nice to meet you." she smiles, holding her hand out.
auntie?? i thought she was her step aunt.. katsuki shakes her hand anyway, introducing himself as well. "so how old are you? you look a lot older than my.. niece." she pauses.
don't worry miss ma'am, ion even claim you as my aunt.. "i'm 17, miss– turning 18 on the 20th." he replies, his hand still engulfed in hers.
"oh– so you have a car, correct?" "no ma'am." "well, when do plan on getting one?" "my parents are–" "pam, let go of that boy hand." milan pops her arm.
"ma, i'm just trying to–" "you makin that boy nervous, stop it." she scolds, getting in between the two. "anyways, nai make sure you call ya momma today, you know how she get without seeing ha child."
she says. sanaii nods, responding with an i will. "oh! bakugo, you said ya birthday on the 20th, right?" she asks, he nods. she digs through her purse and pulls out a wrinkled hundred dollar bill,
"an early birthday present for ya." she winks, putting it in his pocket. a vibration silences the room, milan pulls out her phone and groans.
"that's my cue, ya granddaddy can't take pills for shit.. ole dirt neck ass.." she mumbles, walking to the door. "you better hope grandad don't catch you talkin bout him." sanaii laughs.
milan sucks her teeth, "call me a lumberjack, cause i wish that nigga would." she laughs, saying her goodbyes while walking out as pam walks out behind her.
katsuki snickers, "she still haven't lost her humor." "that's true, but she better hope grandpa don't catch her." she snickers too, leaning back on her pillows.
she then sucks her teeth, "can you close that door? ion know why that lady left it open." she asks, he nods and closes it. "is that lady your aunt or step-aunt?"
he asks, going back to the chair he was sitting in. "step-aunt, she thinks she deserves that title even though i've only known her for a month or so.." she says, slightly rolling her eyes upward.
he nods in understanding, swaying side to side in the chair like he originally was.