《Bakusquad Oneshots》Do I really owe them everything?
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Katsuki loved his family...
Now some may say his family.. is not how a real family should act... that it wasn't as perfect as Katsuki says... but Katsuki knows that every family is different...
So why hate on his family?
Katsuki realizes that his mom and dad aren't the best... and that they fight sometimes.. a little bit of drinking here and there... blaming and gaslighting... ya know the usual family things.
Doesn't everyone get told it's their fault for the family having issues?
Katsuki walked his way home... he couldn't wait to see his parents... Katsuki did live with his parents... Katsuki's parents may do something a lil different than others but... that was okay cause he owes his parents everything right?
Katsuki had to owe them everything, right? They gave him food and shelter over his head! He had to make it up to them and not the other way around! Right...? That's how he knew it to be... he has seen so many other kids be treated better but... that's just how things work. Not everyone has it like him and he doesn't have it like everyone else...
He heard his mother say she got the shorter end of the stick with this family... So does that mean he had the longer end? And what the hell did that even mean?! Did his father have a side of a stick? Is there more than two sides of a stick? What type of stick is it?!
Katsuki shook his head.. no time to think about stuff like that... he needed to focus on making his parents happy.
Katsuki walked into his house.. it was quiet...
"Mama? Papa? I'm home!" Katsuki said happily.
. . .
Silence
A sudden wave of sadness... he shook it off... they were probably busy! Probably stayed late at work.
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Katsuki sat down his bag, walking to the kitchen to begin his chores. Walking in... the kitchen was a mess.. oh jeez. He still had his room to be cleaned, the clothes and homework...
That is gonna be hard.. and after that he has to cook dinner! He better get to work!
Katsuki had begun to wash the dishes... cleaning the counters and fridge... making sure everything looked nice and neat for his parents... he set up the table for dinner... placing everything neatly. He grabbed their afternoon drink and placed it where they were supposed to go. He then began washing a new batch of clothes.. then began to fold the already clean ones... placing them where they go... while the clothes were washing he grabbed out his homework... having that out while he began to cook dinner for his parents.
Katsuki wasn't gonna eat dinner.. his parents noticed him gaining weight... so he didn't want to gain anymore.
It already been an hour and he basically had one thing done... he had to get faster.
He began the packet of homework... seven, front and back workbook pages he had to do..
Thirty minutes of fuckin up math problems he forgot he had to cook dinner... and he only did two pages of seven pages of the work. What the fuck?!
Katsuki began to feel slightly overwhelmed... but that didn't stop him...
He began cooking... cutting up veggies quickly before throwing them into his pan to let them simmer... he began to run up to his room or begin cleaning it but... when he saw the living room he was traumatized... a complete disaster.
Katsuki sighed as he slowed down his steps and began to clean the living room... fixing the messed up pillows.. rearranging the messed up seats and chairs... cleaning off the messy coffee table... picking up the trashy ground.. and finally fixing the bookcase area.
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He quickly went to check his veggies.. then ran back to his room to begin his cleaning process... his room didn't need to be cleaned that much.. just straighten the bed and make sure nothing is out of place or his mum will get very mad... she hates when things aren't done properly.
After finishing his room he went back to cooking... taking the veggies out of the pan and then cooking the meat.
While the meat was cooking Katsuki went back to doing his homework.
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Another half an hour later the food was fine and so was his homework... the plates were sera up and everything hung was complete. Did he actually finish everything before his parents got home?
Speaking of his parents... They had just walked in as Katsuki finished.
"Brat." Mitsuki muttered.
"Afternoon Mama and Papa!" Katsuki said with a sweet smile.
"Did you do all your chores?" Asked Masaru.
Katsuki nodded his head, "Mhm! Yes sir! I set the table up for you guys as well!"
"Good job for once brat." Mitsuki mumbled and she walked to her dinner plate and began to eat... Masaru following behind.
Katsuki smiled as his parents ate their food, assuming they liked what he cooked.
"What are you still doing here? Go." Masaru sighed as he took a bite of his food.
"Yes sir!" Katsuki stated before walking toward his room.
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Katsuki sat in his room.. It was about an hour since his parents came home... he was reading a book to pass the time before he had to go get ready for bed..
But soon he heard angry footsteps coming up the stairs...
Oh shit... what did he do?!
The door opened harshly.. showing one angry looking Mitsuki...
"M-mama?" Katsuki asked softly.
"We asked if you did all your chores.. you said yes.. why would you lie..?"
"L-lie..? But mama! I didn't lie."
Mitsuki growled and she snakes her son across his face, "Don't lie to me boy! The fuckin clothes aren't done!"
Katsuki eyes widened... he didn't hear them go off.. he must have forgotten.
"Oh mama! I f-forgot about them I-I I'm sorry!" Katsuki cried out.
Mitsuki rolled her eyes and smacked her son again, "Forgot?! You are young! You shouldn't forget things! Don't give me that shitty excuse!"
Katsuki cried and he begged for his mother's forgiveness...
Mitsuki scoffed, "You better stop crying before I give you something to cry about you fuckin crybaby! Now get up! You're gonna finish those clothes and then maybe.. just maybe you will be forgiven."
Katsuki nodded quickly... getting up quickly his mother grabbed his shoulder and shoved him out his bedroom door. They reached the top of the stairs.. Katsuki began to step down but he felt two firm hands push him.. Katsuki looked back... tears in his eyes and he looked at his mother who pushed him...
Katsuki hit the bottom of the stairs with a harsh thud.. Everything hurt.. but the only thing he could think about was the mess he was gonna have to clean up..
Katsuki's vision began fuzzy and his hearing began to take a left turn.. as he blacked out he could help thinking..
I owe them..?
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