" I popped the top to that frog ass potion taking a hit of it before I even walked in the house so that I could talk to Izuku right away."" The sledgehammer so tight in my hand it ached as I practically kicked that fucking door in to get this shit started."
" I heard Izuku slightly gasp at my heavy entrance which let me know my theory was right, that he waits for me to return right by the window. I smirked immediately."
"Hi honey I'm home.", I teased.
" Again, you can definitely hear a blush and I know I just caused one when he gave almost a squeakish sound that made me chuckle when I looked in the direction the noise came from."
" K-Kacchan? Can you hear me?"
" I nodded as I headed up the steps on a mission. Not turning around as I answered him."
" Yup, downed that nasty swamp ass water before I came in. You wait for me everyday at the door huh? I like that."
" He stammered a little when he answered. He was easy to fluster, not gonna lie, that's something I like."
" Oh um, w-well, yes? I mean most days. I guess it's just so hard for me to believe someone can finally hear me and comes to see me every day. I .. I just don't want that to be some kind of dream. And it.. well, it just feels better when you're here."
" I stopped half way up the steps suddenly and that's when I felt a slight weight against my back that was cold as fuck and that's when I knew he ran into me. I grinned."
" Oh.. uhh, s-sorry, I didn't think you'd stop you seemed to be in such a hurry."
" I am in a hurry, and you don't need to apologize. Izuku, this isn't a dream, I will be back every day till we figure this shit out but I'm pretty sure that Scars freak already did.", I told him as I made my way back up the stairs and right into his old room.
" I was looking around his room trying to determine where I was going to start this little demolition I was about to take on when I heard his curious voice."
" What did he say Kacchan?? And what.. what are you doing with that hammer thing?"
" The term hammer thing made me smirk and chuckle immediately as my eyes scanned the room feverishly with fucking purpose. I ignored his question momentarily to ask my own."
" Oi, Izuku, you said that you thought someone had been fucking around with shit in your room when you weren't home right? Do you remember exactly where your stuff was moved?"
" Hum, well some of it I remember. I'm sure there was other areas that I might not have even noticed but .. why?"
" Can you tell me where? Give me a general idea as to where you remember shit being out of place."
" I was sure by now his mind was racing since I still hadn't told him what I was doing or what Scars said."
" I'm pretty sure one of the spots was in that left hand corner over by the window, that's where I'm night stand was and when I came home the stuff on it had been knocked over and the nightstand pushed away from the wall, but Kacchan, why?"
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House 356
FanfictionKatsuki Bakugo is a no nonsense kinda guy. he doesn't believe most anything he hears and only half of what he sees and he definitely doesn't believe in the bullshit ghost stories that revole around the house his construction crew is now working on...