Chapter Text
•~High on Fumes~•
Featuring: cracksuki Bakugo
Katsuki sat on his balcony, smoking a cigarette he definitely wasn't supposed to have. After katsuki's parents divorced, he was forced to stay with his father while his mother, mitsuki bakugo— kept fighting for custody of him. All of this happened two years after they took in deku and conveniently after the divorce, deku disappeared. But not after katsuki gave him a good beating, convinced it was his fault his parents broke up
“your honor he's clearly unfit!” mitsuki shouted. Yet another custody battle was going down with Bakugo in the middle of it all “He isn't even monitoring my son properly, look at him!” she wailed, Bakugo did indeed look like he aged 10 years not in a bad way— but not in a good way either. “Objection your honor. Im trying my best, after all im the one that provides for our lifestyle" (what is bakugo's dad's name again??) Mr Bakugo yelled “Order! You speak when it's your turn Mr Bakugo." The judge roared, glaring at them “Katsuki, who would you like to stay with dear?”
Bakugo didn't even look up, too busy doing god knows what on his phone. When his eye's finally locked with the judge's he said one simply word “neither" the jury gasped and mitsuki glared at her son like he just assaulted her dead mom. His dad though, he didn't even seem fazed to be exact “Young Katsuki, I know you must be overwhelmed but you cannot simply pick no one” the judge stated firmly, her eyes sharp but held a slight understanding “Says who? I said neither or are you deaf?” Bakugo snarled. “what your mouth you little shit-” mitsuki warned through gritted teeth “Or what? You gonna hit me, you old hag?” katsuki countered.
Mitsuki looked stunned and absolutely horrified “you hit your son miss Bakugo?” the judge asked, raising an accusing eyebrow at her “w-what? No! I would never!” “mhm.. sure” Mr Bakugo murmured, catching the attention of someone in the jury. “the court has decided.. Mr Bakugo will have full custody of young katsuki and miss Bakugo will have supervised visitation rights" “WHAT?! YOU RULED IN HIS FAVOR?!” mitsuki screeched “court dismissed!” the judge shouted and everyone started clearing out
yeah that's basically what went down.. if that shitty broccoli head didn't come here maybe they would've stayed together. Bakugo sighed, blowing smoke rings into the night air. It was a week from the UA entrance exams and Bakugo couldn't bring himself to care. He wanted to drop out of school completely but then he thought about deku, about getting to rub his success in his innocent, clueless face and that was enough to keep him going.
A week later..
The day of the UA entrance exams arrived and went and would you know it.. Bakugo passed. Not sure how though since for half the exam he was snorting cocaine in an area where there weren't any camera's and the other half was spent killing as much of those robot things as he could, while under the influence. Surprisingly, no one noticed that this so called, future pro hero was snorting crack for half of the exams.
“Yo shitty hair.. what are you staring at?” Bakugo snarled, glaring at ejiro who was unnervingly facing forward with a bored almost lifeless expression..like he was staring at someone. Bakugo rolled his eyes and got up to go gods knows where. Behind the school, in a damp, musty alleyway— someone stood leaning against a wall. Wearing all black with a mask and glasses covering their face. Bakugo soon walked up beside them, pulling out a FAT stack of cash “you got the goods?” “right here.. everything you asked for” the masked figure smirked, though Bakugo couldn't see it. They did a quick exchange, Bakugo handed over the cash and the figure gave Bakugo and full bag of drugs in return. For once, Bakugo's eyes lit up at the full bag. He looked up to smile at the figure but they were already gone “fucking creep..” he muttered then walked off with the bag neating tucked away in his pants.
Two months later!
Aizawa had taken his class for a field trip. A learning experience. Everyone else was trying to one up eachother and Bakugo unfortunately had to participate. Though, the 'field trip' was cut short when a black portal opened and out came tomura, dabi, a nomu and.. deku?! Bakugo had long since sliped away. He was stabbed in the arm after blowing up a 1-B students face. He sat on the floor, fumbling in his pockets for a cigarette or some form of crack but was instead met by footsteps.. then by familiar green hair. “de.. ku? What are you doing here?” katsuki asked, glaring at the greenette before him.
Deku wasn't deku anymore..he was insane almost. His eyes were an unnatural red and his smile was wide. Too wide and awfully sadistic. Needless to say..deku didn't come for a reunion, he came for blood. Bakugo wailed an flinched everytime deku stabbed him, seeing his life flash before his eyes. Then.. deku finally lost patience and started stabbing Bakugo in the stomach like some maniac on steroids “i- I did it.. I did it! ” was the last thing Bakugo heard before fading into darkness. Wishing he could have one last snort of crack before he died.
There was one thing that was for sure though..katsuki's soul definitely wasn't going up.
THE END