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Hitoshi leans against his seat, relief flooding through him at just having talked to his parents.
“Told you they were fine..” Denki pats his leg.
“Yeah. But.. not really though, right? Izuku isn’t..” Relief gone.
“True… Damn. I just… Bakugou wouldn’t cheat on him. That isn’t like him! Or Kirishima!” Denki tightens the grip on the steering wheel.
“Denki. We legit saw them holding hands. Izuku told me he was going to break up with him.” “But he didn’t tell you why! Hitoshi we can’t just assume! Let’s just get to your parents’ house and.. Let Izuku explain.” Hitoshi stays quiet. He knows that if he keeps talking, he’ll end up saying something he might regret. + The rest of the drive is a quiet tense ride. As soon as Denki parks, Hitoshi gets off. He doesn’t bother knocking, opting to open the door with his key. “Dad? Pops?” He calls into the quiet house. “Over here, love.” Hitoshi heads to the living room. “What’s going on? Where Is Izuku?” He looks around. “He is asleep. Come sit down. Where is Denki?” His pops ask. “He-” “Hey, hey.” Denki rounds the corner. He goes to sit next to him.
“Alright. So. What do you know, Hitoshi?” His dad gets straight to it. “What do you know?” Hitoshi counters. His parents give him an unimpressed look. Hitoshi doesn’t back down.
“Okay. So-” “Denki.” “What? They are his parents. They deserve to know.” Denki frowns.
“But Izuku-” Hitoshi is about to argue but is quickly cut off. “Izuku called me yesterday. Crying hysterically. I went to pick him up at the park. I brought him home. He… is hurting. And we have a right to know what happened.” His pops snaps.
Hitoshi sighs… “I don’t know more than you guys… Just.. He called me the night before. He told me he was going to break up with Bakugou. I asked him why but.. He didn’t tell me. My guess is that Bakugou cheated on him.”
“Cheated on him… Why is that your guess?” His dad quietly asks. Hitoshi knows he is masking his anger.
“Well because… When I couldn’t contact either of you, we went over to Izukus. But all I saw was the bastard and Kirishima holding hands.” “But we didn’t confirm it or anything. That’s when we decided to head here.. Ugh I don’t know.. Just this is all a mess. But yeah. That’s all that we know.” Denki slumps into the couch.
“So… We won’t know what went down until he wakes up. And if he decides to tell us.” Pops sighs. He follows Denki’s example and slumps back.
“I need coffee.” Hitoshi sighs as he gets up. He goes through the motions of preparing his coffee and Denkis tea absentmindedly. He can’t get the image of Izuku crying hysterically out of his mind. Sure he wasn’t there.. But he knows how it’d look. He’s seen it too many times… It wasn’t supposed to happen ever again… He grabs both his and Denki’s cups and goes back to the living room.
“Thanks, babe.” Denki takes his cup. He blows and takes a sip.
It stays quiet. All too lost in thought to start a conversation. But.. The more Hitoshi thinks of a crying Izuku, the more rage he is filled with. “If that bastard did cheat on my brother. I’m going to break his face in. Hell... I still might do it even if he didn’t cheat on him.” “Hitoshi..-” “He hurt my brother… I swore I’d..hurt. Anyone who ever dare hurt my brother again. And I stand by my word.”
It goes back to staying quiet.