Stolen Moments

3. Prodigal Son

" I never ment to burn the bridges I'd spent a life time building, but my pain ignited sparks that now I'm desperately trying to extinguish." ~ Lw

As soon as Katsuki pulls up to his childhood home he feels a twisted sense of anxiety and relief.

He steps out of the jet black car he rented taking a moment to lean back against the door and gather his thoughts.

This was home, it would always be home. Even through chaos this was home and when deep crimson eyes glance down the street to see another familiar house that once was just as much home as the one before him he aches.

Izuku house was a place he spent many childhood days and nights. Their mothers were and contine to be close friends. Inko Midoriya was way more family to Katsuki then not and someone who he held a soft spot for. She was so much like her son with the soft kindness she holds, always loved him beyond his rough edges, exactly like the son she raised alone who felt the same way about Katsuki.

He sighs with a heavy heart knowing he must have also hurt her deeply when he left, knows that watching Izuku be broken over him must have caused just as much pain inside her own chest as her sons

He inhales deeply while his thoughts wander, that's one more relationship he'll need to fix, one more bridge he burnt that needs repair, and he will, he'll be sure to.

Just as he takes a step from the sidewalk towards the house the front door opens and two women step out chattering with laughter not noticing the blonde just yet.

Katsuki watches with a thumping heart at his dumb luck that the two are in the same place.

" Ok Ink, I will see you next week for lunch. Hey you be sure to tell that brat of yours it's been a couple weeks and he needs to get his ass over here to see his Auntie."

Inko giggles hand over her mouth.

" Oh I will definitely tell him he's been so busy that he..."

Inko notices first, green eyes going wide as her words get caught in her throat mid sentence and tears well almost instantly.

" Oh.. oh my goodness..."

Mitsuki follows her friends gaze seeing her one and only child standing there on the sidewalk looking back at her.

Tears are down Mitsuki's face before she realizes it while a shocked gasp escapes her. She takes shakey steps forward down the front two stairs of her house her eyes on her boy who's stands there in his black hoodie, hands in his pockets and what can only be described as a gentle smirk.

"K-katsuki.", she whispers the name like a question that she already holds the answer to.

" Hi Hag. Sorry I didn't call or anything but I..."

Before he gets another word out she rushes to him throwing her arms around her tall, broad son, holding onto him tightly.

" You're home! Holy hell, you're.. you're home!"

There's a well of tears in his own eyes while he holds his crying mother.

" Yeah, I'm home.", he says down into blonde hair the color of his own.

She looks up at him finally while she smiles through tears reaching up to put a hand on his strong jawline. She's full of so many feelings right now, a wash of relief currently running through her that her boy is once again in her sights.

" It's.. it's about time. I missed you brat, we all did. Hell you look so good. Welcome home kid."

He gives her the best smile he can with an emotional nod.