She grabbed his arm and dragged him further into the alleyway, "w-what are you doing?" she put one of her hands over his mouth, shushing him. "I'm going to make you feel so good," she said, Izuku smelling the alcohol from her breath. Suddenly she used her quirk to glue his mouth shut, arms and legs now glued to the alley wall behind him. He tried to scream as loud as he could, but nothing came out.
Help, he wanted to scream, I don't want this, but he couldn't make a noise. Suddenly he heard metal clinking and felt his pants being pulled down. He tried screaming again, I'm only fourteen, I don't want this, but it only turned out as muffled cries. He felt her hands at the hem of his boxers and then-
"Deku?" He blinked a few times and took in his surroundings. Right, he thought, Kacchan found me. It wouldn't be a bad thing if you didn't count the fact that he had a bag of all of his things and was just about to fall asleep in an alleyway. Izuku groaned as he thought about explaining everything to Katsuki.
Izuku got home, as quiet as he's been for about a month now, a stark contrast to before when he would come home with a smile and greet his mother with a hug. Inko was starting to get worried and asked Izuku what was wrong.
After not getting an answer, per usual, she put her foot down this time. She didn't let Izuku leave the room until he told her what was wrong. It's rude, she knows, but she's worried about her baby. Is he getting bullied again? After a few minutes of silently sitting in the dining room, Izuku mumbled something.
"Izuku, repeat that louder, please." Inko requested, not able to hear what her son had said at first. "S-she... touched... me." Once Inko got over her surprise, a look of anger passed over her face, "You were weak enough to let a woman overpower you?"
Izuku nodded, fear overpowering the rest of his emotions. Inko looked furious, "Get out." Izuku had to do a double take of his mother's words, "W-What?" Inko looked at him, hand raised, "I said get out. You were weak enough to begin with, and now you're letting women overpower you?"
Izuku started crying harder, "B-but mom- h-h-her quirk-" "I DON'T GIVE A DAMN ABOUT HER QUIRK! YOU LET HER OVERPOWER YOU! PACK YOUR SHIT AND GET OUT!" Izuku took a second to process her words and shot upstairs after she yelled at him to hurry up.
He packed all of his stuff, grabbed some food and stuffed it into his bag, and left the house. Tears poured out of his eyes as he walked down the road. Where would he go? Where could he go? He walked for what felt like hours, the sun was almost set by the time he found an alley to sit in. He put his bag down and sat next to it. He leaned his head back against the wall. What am I going to do, he asked himself. I don't have anyone else to go to and I wouldn't last a day out here.
His eyes were starting to droop and his exhaustion hit him like a bus. He curled up in a ball, his bag held tightly in his grip, about to fall asleep when he heard a voice, "Deku?"
There was a snapping noise and he opened his eyes to see Katsuki snapping in front of his face. "What the hell are you doing on the streets, you damn Deku?" Katsuki asked. With genuine curiosity, a little bit of worry, and some annoyance in his tone. Izuku opened his mouth to speak, but no words came out so he closed it again.
Katsuki stood straight up and crossed his arms over his chest before glaring down at Izuku, "Well? I'm not gonna be here forever waiting for an answer." Before Izuku could think of anything he blurted out, "Mom kicked me out."
Katsuki looked surprised, Inko loves her son to death, why would she kick him out? Katsuki thought for a minute and then grabbed Izuku's arm. "K-Kacchan? W-Where are we going?" Katsuki scoffed and dragged Izuku off of the ground, "We're going to my house. That old hag would kill me if she found out I left you on the streets and I don't want to get yelled at for it, even if I don't like you."
Izuku just silently nodded and followed Katsuki with his head down. He started to zone out as they walked. What if Auntie thinks I'm weak too? Will she kick me out just like Mom did? Will she make me go home to Mom or will she help me?
Izuku was snapped out of his thoughts as he bumped into something. He looked up to see Katsuki looking at him over his shoulder, "We're here dumbass. Watch where you're going next time."
Izuku just nodded and followed Katsuki into the Bakugou household. "Hag! Old man! Meet in the lounge room, we have a guest!" Izuku heard the television's volume get lower, followed by Mitsuki screaming. "Katsuki! Don't call me a hag! Who'd you bring here anyway?" Katsuki rolled his eyes as Izuku smiled slightly. Katsuki turned to Izuku, "Take your shoes off and come into the lounge room. You're explaining why you were on the streets to the hag and old man."
Izuku put his bag and backpack on the floor next to his shoes and put on a pair of slippers Katsuki grabbed from the closet before shuffling into the lounge room behind Katsuki. Mitsuki and Masaru looked up hearing footsteps. Looks of surprise flashed over their faces when they saw Izuku standing behind their son.
"Izuku! I haven't seen you in so long! How are you? How's Inko? Katsuki hasn't been rude to you, has he? Is that why you haven't been over for so long? I kept telling him to invite you and Inko to dinner. That brat never listens to me-" "I-I'm fine Auntie! Kacchan h-hasn't been rude to me at all. Mom and I h-have just been busy, I-I-I-I promise!"
Mitsuki shook her head as she sat beside her husband, "Where's Inko? Why are you here by yourself? I thought she had today off?" Izuku flinched slightly at the mention of his mother's name. Before he could answer, Katsuki spoke, "That's the reason I brought him here. He says she kicked him out. I don't know the details, I just knew you would get mad if I let him on the streets."
Masaru looked at Izuku concerned as Mitsuki gasped, "Inko kicked you out? Why would she do that? She always said she loved you, no matter how hard things were." As his wife wrapped her head around the situation Masaru looked at the teenagers, "Izuku, please, sit down and make yourself at home. Katsuki, would you mind getting us some drinks?"
Katsuki scoffed but left to get drinks anyway as Izuku sat down. Mitsuki looked at Izuku, "Why did she kick you out? You're so sweet and polite, you don't deserve that." Izuku starts picking at the skin around his nails, Katsuki noticing as he sets the drinks down.
Katsuki sat next to Izuku on the couch, their knees slightly touching, a sign of comfort for Izuku. "Don't worry," Masaru said, noticing the interaction, "We won't judge you. I promise."
Izuku took a deep breath and explained everything that had happened to the Bakugou family. When he was done talking he was curled up on the couch with some tears running down his cheeks. Mitsuki had her hands over her mouth and looked as if she was holding in tears, Masaru was comforting his wife and looking lost.
Katsuki just sat there stunned, this happened over a month ago and he never knew. That's what you get for bullying him, he thought, he doesn't trust you anymore. He sat with his elbows on his knees, hands clasped together, staring at the floor.
Katsuki looked up when he felt something hit his shoulder. He saw Izuku's head on his shoulder, his body leaned to the side. He hesitated before slowly and carefully wrapping his arms around Izuku.
Izuku looked at Katsuki surprised. Katsuki pushed Izuku's head down and hid his chin in the green, fluffy hair. He didn't want the younger boy to see his face, he had tears in his eyes and didn't want to cry in front of others. Izuku was confused but hugged Katsuki back anyway.
He looked up when he heard Mitsuki and Masaru clear their throats. "I think we should all get some sleep, so we can process this... information. We can figure out how to handle this tomorrow," Masaru said, getting up from his spot on the couch.
Izuku and Katsuki nodded as they got up off the couch. Mitsuki gave each of the boys a hug and wished them a good night before she left for her room, Masaru in tow. Izuku put his head down and started picking at the skin next to his nail, "I'm- uh, I-I-I'm sorry for uh- inconveniencing you guys. I can h-handle this on my own, really-"
Izuku was cut off by a hug, Katsuki burying his face in Izuku's hair. Izuku hesitantly hugged back, confused. Feeling a slight shake from the older boy, Izuku backed up a little. He slowly raised his hands to Katsuki's face and pulled his face so they locked eyes.
"Kacchan, why are you crying?" Izuku asked, wiping the tears with his thumbs. Katsuki pulled Izuku back into the hug, not wanting his face to be seen while he was so vulnerable. "I should have noticed..." He whispered, voice becoming so quiet it was hard to hear. "You became so quiet, you didn't try to participate in class. You stopped fighting back, you did so many things that were signs."
Izuku buried his head in Katsuki's shoulder. "It's not your fault Kacchan, you didn't know because I didn't want you to know. I didn't want anyone to know. So please, don't blame yourself." Katsuki nodded and stood still for a second before straightening himself out.
He wiped his face with his hands and stood up straight. "We should go to bed. I don't think we have a futon so I can sleep on my floor and you can have the bed." Izuku followed Katsuki upstairs, constantly telling him that he didn't have to sleep on the floor. Katsuki didn't listen and got the floor ready to be slept on. He helped Izuku put some of his clothes in the closet before they got in bed.
"Goodnight, Kacchan." "Good night, Deku."