You began to develop feelings for Katsuki during the first year of college, the problem was, you were both guys. You found out that you were gay during your third year of middle school, but you always had to keep it a secret because your parents were homophobes, and anyways, Katsuki wasn't into guys, right? You had no chance.

The day after your parents found out you came back to school, all patched up, on your arms and face plasters that covered the bruises and the small wounds and cuts you had. Some fangirls came to you to ask you what happened, and you simply disguised it as a fight with kicks and bad falls. There was something, it made you sad. Katsuki didn't do anything, he probably didn't even notice. But you had to change your mind when he stomped towards you.

"The hell happened to you?" He asks, his voice masking worry for you with irritation and annoyance, but you could catch the smallest hint of care into his eyes.

You stood in front of him, staring, not knowing if you had to confess and ignore your parents, or if you had to follow their instructions and not talk to him anymore. They could've killed you if they found out, but at the same time...You didn't feel like lying to him, and he was sensitive, so he wouldn't have even believed it.

You decided to explain everything, even your crush for him that started into your first year or college.

When you explained everything he stood in silence, looking at you with a blank expression, not really irritated or shocked, only listening. "And they did all this to you for a small crush?" He said, scoffing and turning his head towards the side. His hands shoved into his pants' pockets.

“Damn.” He murmurs. "You ain't going back home with them." He simply states, coming closer, raising a hand behind your head, tangling it into your hair and pulling you closer to himself to place a tender kiss on your forehead, which made you widen your eyes in surprise and flush, ever so slightly.

"...You're coming home with me." He says grumpily.