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It was a nice, sunny day when Kirishima, Denki, Sero, and Mina knocked on the door of the Bakugou household.
The door opened, and suddenly they were met by a goddess. “Katsuki, your friends are here!” She called. “Ejiro, you can go down to the basement, I’ll be there with snacks in a minute.”
“Oh? I didn’t know Kacchan had an older sister!” Denki smiled.
She laughed, it was beautiful, “You’re funny, I’m actually his mother.” They were shocked, too shocked to say anything.
All they could do was nod, because how could such a beautiful, nice angel give birth to Bakugou Katsuki? As they walked towards the back of the house where the basement was they were distracted by the photos of the family.
There were cute pictures of Katsuki in a little suit, there was one where he seemed to be tired of the tie and had ripped it off, and there was another one where his parents had tossed him up into the air.
“Aww,” Mina gushed, twirling around to get a look at all the family pictures. “He looks so happy and cute!”
“I mean I’d say Kacchan is pretty happy now, right?”
“And if you look at him while he’s sleeping he’s pretty cute!”
Mina turned to face Sero, “Why do you watch him while he sleeps?”
“Well, none of us actually watch him sleep, he just goes to sleep around us.” Kirishima shrugged.
They reached the stairs and they walked down, when they finally got down there they heard yelp and turned around to find Denki tumbling down the stairs. “Ow.” He groaned.
“How the hell did you fall down the stairs- dumbass!”
“Kacchan, those are some pretty unsafe stairs!”
“Mom!” Katsuki shouted from the stairs. “Where the hell are the ice packs?”
“Why don't you know where your ice packs are?”
“Because I’m not a dumbass and I know how to use stairs!”
Mitsuki came down the stairs carrying two ice packs, “Oh god, please don’t be dead!”
“How can he be dead, all he did was fall down the stairs!”
“I’m gonna help him up stairs, to get him an ibuprofen- and away from all this negativity .”
“I’m not negative!” He shouted after her, but she was already at the top of the stairs.
“You guys must be burning up, don’t let my rude son stop you guys from taking your jackets off!” And with that Mitsuki and Denki were off.
Sero unzipped his jacket with a shit-eating grin on his face.
“Why the hell do you look like that?” Bakugou asked, tossing the remote.
Then Mina lifted her hoodie off her body.
“I hate you both! What the hell?” He shouted, looking at their shirts.
‘ I heart hot moms ’, the shirts read. Mina and Sero looked at Kirishima. Then Bakugou looked at him.
“Shitty hair- don’t fuckin’ tell me.”
“I’m sorry Bakugou- I just had to.” He unzipped his jacket, revealing yet another ‘ I heart hot moms ’ shirt.
“I fucking hate you guys!”
“Don’t blame us!” Sero exclaimed.
“Yeah, it was Denki’s idea!”
“I’ll kill him.”
“Can’t do that, Aizawa’ll kill you.”
About half an hour had passed and things were okay. The four were currently playing Mario Kart, and Katsuki was on a losing streak. Honestly, it was getting sad, everyone had won at least twice- but, you know, not Katsuki.
“Yeah!” Mina shouted, standing up to get in Katsuki’s face. “You said you’d beat me? Sero, who raced as Princess Peach?”
“You did.”
She turned around to face Kirishima, “Okay. Kiri, who was Bowser?”
“Bakugou.” He answered.
“Now, Katsuki- can I call you Katsuki?” Mina asked, sitting beside him.
“No.” He grumbled.
“Oh well, can you see how I, Princess Peach, am in first. And you, Bowser, are in second?”
“Shut up raccoon eyes.”
Mina turned to where her back was facing Katsuki and flopped back on his lap, “Oh come on Kacchan , don’t be such a sore loser, just admit your defeat!”
“Wait- totally unrelated, but where’s Denki?” Sero asked, unintentionally saving Katsuki.
“Yeah, all he did was probably get carpet burn from falling down the stairs.”
It was at that time when the basement door opened. It was Denki, and Katsuki’s parents.
“Where the hell were you?” Katsuki asked, slightly shifting to look at them.
“I had to give Kaminari an ice pack, then he was sweet enough to offer to help with lunch!”
“When the hell did you learn to cook?”
“I’ve always known how to cook, you guys just don’t let me.” Denki huffed.
“Such a shame, he’s very talented.”
“Oh Mitsuki, always the charmer.”
At this, Katsuki shot up, “ Mitsuki ? When the hell did you get all buddy-buddy with my mom?”
“Katsuki, please calm down.”
Mina quickly whipped her head around, she looked up a little bit and audibly gasped. She saw the most beautiful man she’s ever seen, as of this week at least.
He looked back down at her and said, “Oh I’m Masaru, I apologize for not introducing myself earlier, I was in the middle of a conference call.”
“Oh no, that’s fine.” She smiled, before quickly pulling her hoodie back over her head.
“‘Saru, honey, we forgot the drinks- we’ll be right back.”
Sero took his first bite, “Damn.”
“Denki you can really cook.” Mina complimented. Then, all eyes turned to Katsuki.
“The fuck are y’all looking at?”
Denki slid over to him, “I’ve noticed that there’s a bite mark in your food, you know, the food that I helped make.”
“And?”
“And do you like it?”
Katsuki looked at his plate, then at Denki’s face, which was surprisingly close now. “I mean yeah, it’s not terrible .”
Denki shot back, Mina looked up from her phone, Sero’s jaw dropped, and Kirishima almost spit his food out. The room was silent, honestly they were scared.
“Kacchan, did you just-”
“Compliment him?”
“I don't see the problem, he asked if I liked it, and I said yeah. I don’t get why y’all are making a big deal outta it.”
“ Yeahh , but you never compliment anybody!” Mina exclaimed.
“I literally just complimented Eri, like last week.
“That doesn't count,” Kirisima adds. “That was a perfect picture of a unicorn.”
“Wait, I have a question, how old is your dad?”
“Why do you need to know?”
“He’s forty three, he met Mitsuki when she was twenty, then had Kacchan at twenty two and twenty five.” Denki answered, not even giving Mina a chance to answer Katsuki.
“How do you know all that?” Sero asked, sitting up.
“Mitsuki told me when we were making lunch, you know after the tour.” Denki replied, obviously not seeing a problem, as he popped a grape in his mouth.
“A tour?”
“Yeah, Kacchan’s got quite the room, pretty spacious from what I saw.”
“What the hell?"
“Anywho, your mom is fine Kacchan.” Denki said, turning to look at him.
Katsuki turned to Mina, then Sero, next Kirishima, then back to Denki. “You guys are fake as hell.”
“Kacchan, you know we’re here for you.”
“Always.”
“But your mom is beautiful.”
“And your dad!” Mina added. They all turned to look at her. “What, have you seen him?”
The basement door opened, in came Mitsuki and Masaru, “Sorry about that guys, didn’t mean to forget the drinks!”
“It’s totally fine.”
After they finished passing out the drinks Mistsuki stayed standing. She looked at the kids, kind of confused.
“Huh?” Katsuki grunted.
“‘I heart hot moms.’ Am I a hot mom?” She laughed, resulting in the kids nodding furiously.
“Mom, don’t be gross.”
“Oh, but what about my lovely husband?”
“Yes.” Mina exclaimed, before slapping her hand over mouth in shock.
Mitsuki looked at her, then smiled. “I like you, you’ve got taste!”
“Oh come on Mom, don’t encourage them!”
“Oh shut up!”
“Well, this has been fun!”