Chapter 25 - Mitsuki Bakugou 2

"Heh, then you're going to love this," Izuku smirked and showed her the video.

Mitsuki was initially confused because the video begins with Bakugou leaping off the table with his quirk. Her expression quickly changed to one of surprise and astonishment as she witnessed Izuku easily deflecting all of Bakugou's attacks and pinning him down on the ground.

The video ends with Izuku standing right in front of the camera, asking for the girl's phone.

"Do you want it? I can send it through your LINE," Izuku said, slightly laughing as he saw Mitsuki's dumbfounded face.

Mitsuki knitted her brows and remained silent for a while before finally saying strangely, "On the one hand, I'm glad he's being put in his place, but on the other hand, I'm his mother..."

Izuku could only shrug. He was half expecting this. People frequently don't know what they truly wished for, and when it actually happens, they're at a loss for what to do.

"As you said, he ran after seeing you. I didn't hit him that hard, look," Izuku purposefully closed their distance until their shoulders touched and their head barely cm apart, "His uniform isn't even destroyed,"

Izuku then pointed to his clothes on the ground, which had burned marks all over them and his right sleeves were completely destroyed.

"Mnn…" Mitsuki pondered even more on Izuku's words before finally sighing, "I guess it's true. I hope he doesn't stay as arrogant anymore," Mitsuki said, hoping for Bakugou's attitude problem to be resolved.

Izuku doubt any normal beating would be enough to fix Bakugou's attitude that had been cultivated for 14 years but it didn't matter. It was time to change his demeanor and reel her in with his performance.

"A few more and maybe you'll believe I'm the bully now," Izuku said, a cheeky and arrogant grin appearing on his face.

Mitsuki looked at Izuku and immediately stretched his cheek to a comical degree, "Hey! I don't need another Katsuki to appear, especially not to Inko, so don't you dare start turning into one,"

"Ow ow ow!" Izuku took her hand away from his cheek but did not let go before saying, "Geez, I know. I'm not going to be like Kacchan who's shouting "die!" to everyone,"

"Hmph!" Mitsuki humphed, "That's good then,"

…

"Aren't you gonna let my hand go?" Mitsuki asked, eyeing his hand which was unceremoniously holding onto hers.

"About that…I seem to recall aunt Mitsuki promising something if I do something for her,"

She clenched her teeth and stared at Izuku. "See, this is why I prefer the previous you! He's not that difficult to deal with!" She stated. Though she still kept her word since she didn't dislike the new Izuku; it was just a big adjustment. "So, what do you want?"

"A kiss," Izuku immediately replied.

"...really? I'm your aunt you know." Mitsuki asked, surprised by his request. She had assumed he wanted her to buy him a gift or something, not make such intimate requests.

"You know, aunt Mitsuki, I've always adored you," Izuku said, tightening his grip on her hand with his other palm and staring at her eyes as if he were trying to reach deep into her soul,

"You were always so beautiful since I was little, and even though you're scary and intimidating at times, you were always so kind to me, even when everyone else wasn't,"

Izuku didn't wait for her to respond before continuing, "You and Mom were always there for me, and I've had a crush on you ever since.", he said wryly, "I know this is a childish, but it's something I've always dreamed of happening,"

"..."

When she didn't respond, Izuku slowly let go of her and scratched his cheek lightly, "I guess not huh..." He stated. His eyes darted around as if he'd lost his previous confidence, and he looked down, afraid of meeting Mitsuki's gaze.

"Stop!" Mistuki distanced herself. She took her hand and blocked Izuku's saddened face from her view before saying, "I take it back! I can't deal with your cute and Innocent face. Give me back my confident Izuku!"

"I don't think that's how it works aunt Mitsuki…"

Mitsuki returned her gaze to his saddened face, feeling a twinge of guilt rise within her. She felt she had let down the little boy in front of her and shattered his previous confidence.

After a few moments, she breathed a loud sigh before shouting, "Fine! You win you chummy kid,"

"...Really?"

"Yeah yeah. But don't you dare tell this to anyone!" Mitsuki shouted, annunciating the 'never' part several times, and only stopped when she saw Izuku vehemently agreeing for the fifth time.

The two shared an awkward stare as they didn't know what to do next, or rather, who to start first. Mitsuki felt like it should be her as the adult in this situation but that was also the problem. Her partner was just a kid!

Izuku, however, let Mitsuki decide. No matter what choice she chose, it will already plant a mental burden on her mind. It'll be helpful if he wanted things to go much further than this.

Mitsuki slightly blushed as she realized that Izuku was still topless right now, revealing his rather defined body. Deciding that the sooner this ends the better, she tapped the space beside her and beckoned Izuku to come to sit there.

Izuku sat next to her and adopted a blushing and sheepish smile as if this was what he had wished for all his life. Mitsuki couldn't stand his rather innocently attractive face anymore and went in for the kiss,

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