Some yelling and abuse so be aware. <3

Bakugou decides to play on his phone for about thirty minutes until he hears his mom, if he can even call her that, yelling for him.

“KATSUKI GET YOUR ASS DOWN HERE AND MAKE BREAKFAST.” He hear’s from the living room.

“Yes mom.” He mumbled to himself. Bakugou takes five minutes to get dressed and brush his teeth, before his “mom” yells at him again to get in the kitchen, he knows he’s pushed it this time. He hurriedly rushes down stairs but when he gets to the bottom he sees his “mom” waiting for him. Once he’s on the last step his mom grabs him by the ear and drags him into the kitchen and when she lets go she pushes him and he hits his side into the counter. That’s gonna leave a bruise. “YOU BRAT I TOLD YOU TO BE DOWN HERE TEN MINUTES AGO!” His “mom” shouts at Bakugou, he flinched. ‘Not again.’

“I HAD TO GET DRESSED AND BRUSH MY TEETH OLD HAG.” He’s shouts back in defense.

She started again, “DONT YOU RAISE YOUR VOICE AT ME AND CALL ME AN OLD HAG AGAIN KATSUKI BAKUGOU.”

“WHAT-ever.” He was gonna start then realized his “mom” is probably not in the best mood so he shouldn’t test her patience. 

“GOOD, NOW, Make me and your father some food.” He hadn’t realized but his dad has been at the kitchen table throughout this whole thing, yet he didn’t say anything. Bakugou feels bad for his dad and so he doesn’t blame him for staying quiet, he knows this is his, Bakugou’s, fault anyways. He heads to the sink to wash a pan and decides he’s gonna make pancakes, eggs, and bacon today, but only enough for his dad and “mom”, so his “mom” doesn’t yell at him again. About thirty minutes later he’s done making food, and his “mom” finally stopped complaining about the food being slow ten minutes ago. He puts out the food and sits down at the table, he’s on one end with is father on his right and his “mother” in front of him at the other end. When his “mom” is eating breakfast he doesn’t dare to look up from the table, in fear of losing food privileges or getting hurt. He knows the wood on the table like the back of his hand by now. Every crack, every dent, every spot of blood.. he decides its best not to think of that right now. As he’s memorizing every curve and dip of that wood for the one thousandth time, he feels a sharp pain in his leg, he grimaces. Another bruise to add to the collection, great. He guarantees that his mom kicked him so instead of wanting to get yelled at he audibly swallows and looks up from the table. The tension in the air is so thick you could cut it with a knife. Bakugou’s dad excuses himself and goes into the living room to watch tv. 

“What do you want old hag.” Another sharp pain in his leg. 

“Katsuki, I said, Watch. Your. Mouth.” Bakugou starts to feel his eyes water but doesn’t let the water fall, 

“what do you want mom”

“I need you to go to the store for me and get some groceries, I wrote a list, get exactly that and nothing more.” She says in a stern tone. 

“Ok mom”, Bakugou says back. Once his “mom” gets up and excuses herself, he then gets up and goes upstairs, he wants to cry but doesn’t let himself, because Katsuki Bakugou is not weak. He grabs his phone and checks the time again, 6:00am, ‘ok I have enough time to get groceries, come back here, grab my box of stuff, convince Mitsuki to drive me to UA, and unpack my stuff. Good.’ He puts his phone back on his bed and decided to change again, when getting changed he notices his left shin and right side are bright red and purple, he puts bandages around the bruises and calls it good so he can hurry. About 10 minutes pass and he’s done. He’s wearing his usual black skull t-shirt, black ripped jeans and a black beanie with a white skull on it. He grabs his phone, puts it in his pocket, grabs extra cash from his wallet, and heads downstairs, without getting yelled at. He then puts his all black converse on and heads out the door. Time to go shopping.