Katsuki bakugo x OC

Chapter 1

Katsuki pov
Emai walks home with me, skipping next to me.
"Hey Katsuki, can we hang out at your house? I know you always say no, but it doesn't hurt to ask again." She giggles. I roll my eyes.
"Why do you even want to go to my place?" I ask.
"I- I don't want to go home." She whispers. Her bubbly personality is gone in an instant. I pull out my phone and dial my moms number with a sigh.
"Hey mom can a, uh, a friend come over and possibly spend the night?" I ask, not wanting her to question me.
"Alright but you have to make dinner AND do the dishes." She says into the phone.
"You make me do both of those anyway, so really this is a treat!" I snicker and hang up before she can say anything else. Emai looks at me hopefully.
"You can come, but I'm warning you, my family is loud. My dad isnt very loud actually. My mom will be home a few minutes after we get there, but my dad will my home around dinner time." I explain. She smiles, painfully relieved.
"I think if I can handle you, I can handle your family." She snorts. I roll my eyes.
"You rude, bitch."
"Bite me hoe." She shoots back.
"And you think I won't? Bold of you." I snicker.
"Mmm but you can do that, it's in the consent agreements." She smirks.
"Well it was also in the agreement that you wouldn't meet my mother because she would think we're more than fuck buddies, and that's a no for both of us. I think I deserve to bite you at least once." I point out.
"Fine. But once. I don't care when you do it, any more and the gig is off buddy." She sighs. I jog up my driveway and pull out the key, unlocking the door. I pull my shoes off and put them away in my cubby. I tap an empty cubby and Emai follows my lead, putting her shoes in there place. I slide through the house in my socks. I dart upstairs and change into a black tank top and grey sweatpants.
"Hey you need some clothes?" I ask, calling downstairs.
"That would be nice." She replies. I hop down the stairs two at a time with a stack of clothes in my hands. I shove them in her arms and point to the bathroom. As she changes I pull out a few pans, debating what to make. As I wash my hands, a simple idea pops in my head. She peers into the kitchen wearing my clothes. She shoves her uniform in her school bag.
'Why does she have to look so fucking adorable?' I sigh inwardly, a bit of lonely creeping in.
"Do you usually cook?" She asks, leaning her cheek on my shoulder, watching my chop up some veggies.
"Mmm yeah when I'm here." I answer, chucking it all in the pot. I grab some thawed meat from the fridge and start tearing it up into thread like strands. I toss them into the mess after I cook them in spices. Letting it sit, I lean on the counter. I reach into one of the cupboards and pull out a card game.
"Wanna play uno while we wait for my mother to stomp in here and destroy the quiet?" I ask, grinning.
"Hell yeah, uno is my game!" She plops down on the floor, excited. I sit across her on the kitchen floor and serve each of us a hand. She picks up the seven cards I hand her and lays one down. I then take my turn and lay down a card that matches in color or number. We continue until the front door opens, neither of us hearing it.Emai slams down a skip card and then a plus four.
"You little bitch, you did not just do that while I was about to get an uno. How fucking dare?" I growl playfully.
"How fucking dare?" She mocks me, giggling.
"Ok, my turn." I lay down a green reverse card and then green skip card and then a wild card. I pick yellow, knowing she has none. I bust out laughing at the offended look on her face.
"Ugh I could strangle you, why would you do me like this, what the fuck?" She throws her cards at me in feigned rage.
"Wanna go again?" I ask.
"Ugh ok." She laughs as she helps me pick up the cards. She serves out the cards this time and hands me my hand. Right as she passes it, my mother steps in the kitchen.
"What the hell am I looking at?" She raises an eyebrow.
"Uno. Wanna join?" I raise an eyebrow to mock her.
"Later. Why are you hanging out with a girl?"
"Because I'm not opposed to being friends with the opposite gender?" I stand up, stirring the stuff in the pot.
"Katsuki, I know you, and the only friend you've ever had over was Eijirou. Tell me."  She crosses her arms, so I cross mine. Emai scrambles onto my back before I can stop her, and skins her fangs into my shoulder, for in GB a small moan out of me. I slap a hand over my mouth and my face flushes red. I grab her by the shoulders and start gently shaking her
"Asjdkalakdkks wby would you do that? You made me moan in front of my mother? Do you know how traumatizing that's going to be? Now she knows that I'm into that kinky shit, why Emai?" I complain, not meaning any of it. She cackles and pokes me in the stomach.
"Ow, what the hell?" I grab my stomach, and poke her back, forgetting about my stunned mother. Emai and I poke each other back and forth, until my mother makes the 'ahem' noise. I stand up stand and put on a derp expression because my mother knows it's pointless to lecture me about things like sex at the age of 17.
"Do you at least wear protection?" She sighs, defeated.
"we don't do anything unless he's wearing one. That would be dumb. Besides it's in the consent agreement." Emai snorts.
I serve them both a bowl of stew, and my mother takes it in confusion.
"Consent agreement?" She asks.
I sigh.
"Emai can you just go in my phone and show her? At this point we might as well describe what happens during our sessions." I groan. Emai pulls my phone from my pocket and unlocks it.
"Aww you saved the photo as your background." She snorts, opening my notes and tapping on the consent agreement. She hands my mother the phone, who spends a few minutes reading it. She presses the home button with a sigh and looks at the picture I have set as my homescreen.
It shows the day emai and I were at a bonfire with her class and she invited me. The photos shows the exact moment Emai laughed at a dumb joke I made. With the way I smile down at her softly, and the real genuine look of happiness in her eyes, I couldn't resist setting it as my home screen. She shuts my phone off and turns it back on to examine my lock screen. It's a picture of Eijirou, Denki, Mina and I being complete dorks, laughing and pointing at the dumb drawings we drew on each others face after we fell asleep. My face was the only one relatively clean, minus a curly black marker mustache, we all looked ridiculous, so it was hard not to grin whenever I saw the photos. My mother hands the phone back to me. I eat my stew while staring at my mother with an eyebrow raised.my father walks in and glances at Emai and gives a small wave.
"Hey katsuki's fuck buddy." He grunts, heading down the hallway. Emai and I bust out laughing as my mother sputters incredulous at my father.
"How does he know and not me?" She growls.
"Remember that one time dad had to pick me up at school because I did something dumb?" I ask.
"Well let's say he caught us and kinda shrugged and was like "I'll let you finish, let's just not speak of this." And we finished and I went home and Emai went back to the dorms." I explain.