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Her son had been kidnapped. They found out through the news. Not from his teachers or the school , the news. It was a sick prank, that’s all it was right? There’s no way he was kidnapped. Masaru is angry. She should comfort him. She couldn’t move. All of this wouldn’t have happened if it wasn’t for her insistence on Katsuki being a Hero.
She’d never considered something like this could happen. It was all her fault and she didn’t know what to do. She cried all day and night , not able to eat, move, anything. They found out after Bakugou was in the hospital. They didn’t tell his parents until they wanted to.
“I need to see Katsuki. I don’t care if the principle disagrees with my intentions. If he doesn’t want me there taking care of my child then he’s welcome to fight me because I won’t leave.”, Mitsuki had told Aizawa through the phone call before she marched right past Hound Dog to the infirmary her husband walking beside her.
***
“Katsuki I think you should pull out of UA. Take some rest then decide if you really want this.”, Mitsuki had told her son quietly but assertive making Katsuki yell at her.
“ YOU’RE JUST SAYING THIS BECAUSE I GOT KIDNAPPED. I’LL BE BETTER BUT IM NOT QUITTING OR TAKING A BREAK . I’M OKAY”
Her heart hurt when he spoke so softly to her husband.
“Dad, don’t make me leave . I promise I’ll be stronger. Please?”
***
Katsuki didn’t reply to her much.
It felt like the gap in between them was increasing it wasn’t like this before. They were so close but so far and she hated every minute of it. Even during summer break. They didn’t speak, argue or fight and it was killing her.
They ate lunch and dinner in silence. Her husband and son speaking ever so quietly to each other completely ignoring her.
She pushed around her food glancing up every once in awhile hoping someone would say something to her even about her food. Was it salty ? Too bitter ? Something ? Anything ?
***
She had to pick him up for winter holidays because Masaru was traveling and it’s be just her and Katsuki.
“ I want to stay at school for the break.”
“Is there a reason?”, she had asked him but didn’t get a reply because he was gone already. Back to his dorm, Aizawa looking at her helplessly with a shrug.
***
They said Katsuki was dying. Maybe the blonde explosive kid was dead. That’s all people talked about. Mitsuki didn’t shed a single tear. She’s gonna find out on her own. Half the city was destroyed people moving to shelters, the people who weren’t injured helping with running tiny stalls.
Katsuki was on the hospital bed oxygen mask on, covered in bandages peaking through his hospital gown.
What could she even say to him ? He seemed to hate her. So she stayed quite sitting in the corner of the room staying awake when Masaru fell asleep on the chair beside Katsuki who was also sleeping.
She didn’t feel like she deserved to touch him. Give him a kiss on the forehead. Hold him . She felt like a stranger .
***
Katsuki was home. For a while. They spoke to each other. Not much but it was better than before.
“I’ll go take my medicine now”, Katsuki told her.
“ yeah , okay.”
“I think I want some ice cream.”
“Which flavour do you want me to get?”
“Mint”
”I’ll clean up”
”Katsuki, I’ll do that”
”No leave it to me”, and while they were pulling onto the plates to each other one of them cracked sending a cut into Katsuki’s palm.
Mitsuki felt like this was her fault too. She shouldn’t have been pulling onto those plates. Her tears couldn’t be held back anymore. They fell down her face onto their interlaced hands the broken plates long forgotten on the floor.
She pushed her fingers together to get the glass splinter out. She moved so quick pulling Katsuki along to the sink running his hand under the water. Holding his palm tightly to help clot it quicker.
“Fuck, I’m so sorry Katsuki. I didn’t mean to god I keep fucking up shit. I’m so sorry. I know you don’t like holding you or touching you but let me just clean this okay ?” She went on but Katsuki didn’t say anything to her. He just watched her cry and apologise while she removed the drenched bandages and wrap around new ones.
***
“Mitsuki honey you lost weight.”, Masaru noticed one evening when he was pulling her closer to cuddle.
“Really? I don’t notice”
“What’s wrong? What’re you thinking so much about?”But no answer.
“Do you think Katsuki could ever love me after how I’ve been with him all this time?” , she asked on a random Tuesday while she removed her makeup.
"What are you saying love? He's your son, of course he'll love you", Masaru replies standing behind her unclasping the necklace.
"No I mean, I was emotionally manipulating, I guilt tripped him so many times, giving him the silent treatment and so much more I can't imagine how he must feel. I tried apologizing Masaru, he didn't say anything. Not a single word. But i understand. An apology will not fix anything."
"I'm glad you apologized. Now it's up to him, but no matter what I assure you he loves you. You'll know on your own one day. Give him time."
"I am. I am giving it so much time. I just don't know how long I can wait. I know I will, but it's been an year. I miss him. I miss my baby. I miss arguing with him, just talking to him normally", Mitsuki had cried into her hands that night with Masaru rubbing her shoulders kissing her neck telling her it'll be alright not knowing Katsuki was listening on accident from outside.
***
Katsuki was back at UA. It was the last semester of his second year. Aizawa had rushed into class stoping ectoplasms lesson asking Katsuki to come out.
"Your mother is in the hospital. I don't want you to worry Bakugou I'll take you there. I just wanted to let you know before you saw the news"
On the way there he listened to Aizawa speak so proudly of his mother.
"There was a bank robbery, your mother was depositing some cash into her account. They were holding her hostage with many other people she managed to knock a few of them out with punches", AIzawa chuckled amusedly.
"That's what the witnesses told us. The CCTV footage hasn't been released yet. Even though she knocked out 4 of them there were others and one of them stabbed her side. Her only main injury there's some minor scrapes and scratches."
Aizawa couldn't tell what Bakugou was thinking of. He was biting his lip and fidgeting with his fingers wringing them.
***
The room was lit with a dull white light. She laid on her right side her back facing the door. Her shoulder moving up and down with her breath. His dad sat in front of her, now noticing Katsuki and beckoning him closer with a tiny shake of his head.
Mitsuki felt like crying the second she saw Katsuki.
"You have school.", She wrung out trying not to cry.
"You are in a hospital bed", Katsuki replied his eyes tearing.
"You've to leave the job for the hero's what is wrong with you?", He whisper yelled.
"But they were gonna hurt one of us. I'd like to think I'm stronger than most people, so it could be me that got hurt."
"You're so stupid. Gods woman what the fuck." Katsuki cried as he sat on his knees in front of his mom. Wiping away the tears only to cry and curse some more.
A few hours later, Katsuki was sleeping beside his mom laying his head on her chest trying to match his breathing to hers.
"Can I hold you Katsuki?", Mitsuki had asked tears threatening to fall onto the pillowcase.
"Please."
***
Maybe this could be a start of something. Something good.