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Katsuki Bakugou is two years old and very, very bored.
He was so bored from being dragged along during his mother’s shopping spree, and the dumb lady didn’t listen when he said he wanted to go home. What’s so important about looking at stupid clothes? It’s stupid and she’s been doing it alllll day. He was stuck here in this store while other kids across the street got to play in the park. He wanted to play in the park too! It was no fair!
Sulkily, he watched the kids run around. Some of the bigger kids were using their quirks. Katsuki can’t wait until he gets his quirk. Its going to be awesome and strong! Stronger than all these bigger kid’s quirks. Even stronger than All Might’s!
Bored and angry, Katsuki looks around more at the other kids in the park. That’s when he spots him.
The person in question looks the same age as Bakugou, if not younger. Floppy bunny ears spring from a wild nest of curls, and a fluffy cottontail twitches happily from where the bunny boy sits on the ground next to some lady’s legs. Big green eyes that match his hair are staring at the other kids, sparkling with delight when a kid would use their quirk. A smatter of freckles lines his bulging cheeks. Or perhaps it could be dirt smears, since the baby was shoving tuffs of grass in his mouth. Katsuki didn’t know and didn’t care. Why?
Because Katsuki Bakugou was in love.
But remember that Katsuki Bakugou is only two years old, and is terribly bad at feelings. So instead he marches up to his mom and pulls at her skirt, demanding her attention.
His mom doesn’t even bother to look at him. “I said will be going in a few minutes. So wait!”
Not liking her answer, chubby fist keeps tugging harder and harder.
“Hah?” Mitsuki Bakugou finally tears her eyes away from the dress she’s holding. “What is it, you impatient brat?”
Katsuki points out the window. “Want!”
Mitsuki looks at the direction he’s pointing and rolls her eyes. “You want to play at the park? Fine, but only if you shut up and be good for the rest of mom’s shopping time.” This only makes the two-year-old angrier.
“No, stupid!” he stomps his feet and points harder. “Want!”
“Don’t insult your mother, brat!” Mitsuki chuffs him lightly on the back of his head before squinting in the direction her son is pointing. “Now tell me what you want. Use your words.”
“Want him!” The toddler points insistently. “Green boy bunny! Want!”
Mitsuki finally spots who her son is talking about. It’s a little brat like her own that manifested a quirk rather early, and an animal-hybrid quirk to boot. She laughs a bit when the mom notices her child eating grass and frantically goes to stop the reluctant tyke. He’s an adorable little thing, which is surprising that her son would take interest in him. Katsuki hated cute stuff.
“Want!” she looks down her son again, who meets her gaze with clear expectation. Expectation of what? For her to let him go and take the cute tyke back home as a pet or something? Did Katsuki really think the boy was an animal he could keep?
“He’s a cutie, Katsuki. But you can’t have him.” She points at the other toddler’s mom. “See that? He’s a little boy with a mommy just like you are. He’s not some animal or a pet, he’s just got a quirk.”
That was not the answer Katsuki wanted.
“No care! Want!” the little boy screamed, causing many of the shoppers to look at the soon to be scene. “Want! Want! WANT!”
Mitsuki let out a string of curses before grabbing the thrashing toddler and leaving the store. She promised him the spanking of his life and a list of punishments if he didn’t cut his crap, but that only made her brat scream louder. In fact, his tantrum was so loud that it caught the attention of a few park occupants, including the bunny toddler and his mother. It must have frightened the bunny toddler, because his eyes welled up rivers of tears and was scooped up to be comforted in his mother’s arms. Mitsuki didn’t notice, too busy dealing with her son as headed towards her car.
(・x・)
It took the rest of the day to calm down Katsuki’s tantrum, and five additional days for her son to talk to her again, sans the “I HATE YOU!” that came out his mouth every so often. Even after he was still moodier than usual. This was by far the biggest tantrum her son had ever thrown, which was saying something, so she didn’t object much when her husband made a stuffed rabbit for Katsuki two weeks later. Of course Katsuki protested against it, calling the stuffed animal ‘stupid’, ‘ugly’, and that he was a ‘big boy.’ That didn’t stop the little boy from keeping it, or falling asleep with the plush even when tried to hide it under his covers.
While the gift did help cheer Katsuki up, it held no candle to what Katsuki really wanted. Ever since that faithful encounter, the little blonde subconsciously keeps a lookout for his bunny boy, hoping to one day find him again.
Katsuki never does though, until four years later.