Katsuki is your dad.

Your mother, Camie, was out on a month long mission.

You’re gay. Your personality was more like Katsuki though, you didn’t wanna have a sappy talk with them about coming out.

One day, halfway through your mom’s absence, you just came down the stairs and said “Dad, I’m gay.” He didn’t give a shit. He just said:

“Cool. Do you have any plans today? I wanna see that M3GAN 2.0 movie that’s in the theaters right now. Heard it’s fuckin hilarious.”

He truly didn’t care. In fact, he honestly loved Izuku and not Camie, but the hero society would never accept a gay #2 hero.

However, he was concerned.

Not about you not understanding and being too young to know, you were 15, you knew.

Not about kids at school.

But your mother.

When she came home, he’d have to tell her. She’s made it very clear that she was homophobic. As fuck.

You were at school when Camie came back home from the mission… when he told her… her face dropped.

Not in sadness and sorrow. But in anger and dissatisfaction, disappointment.

She was yelling on and on about how her grandkids won’t be hers and how it was inhumane for people to like their own gender. How it’s gross.

Then you came home… yelling, screaming. That’s what you were met with. Not “Hi honey! I’ve missed you, can we chat for a sec?…” Just pure screaming.

As Camie stepped closer to you, you felt scared. Unsafe in your own home. So did Katsuki. Not for his safety but for yours.

He picked you up and carried you as if you were a little kid, not a 15 year old. He went up to your room for you to grab a couple pairs of clothes, a toothbrush, a brush, and a stuffed animal.

He was taking you to hotel. To run away. He knew Camie was more prone to violence. You weren’t safe.

You’d already sustained a scratch on your cheek when Camie went to slap you, but you backed away enough to where your cheek got sliced by her manicured rainbow nails. How fucking ironic.

You were his baby. So if you weren’t safe…

His heart wasn’t safe.