You were a self-sufficient, hard-working, loving, and patient teenager. Of course, you were stubborn, very stubborn, and because of that, you cared absolutely nothing about the warnings of your mother and your friends. Adopting a hybrid. But not just any hybrid, a wolf —a completely wild hybrid.

You had everything you needed to take care of him: a big home, a paw, money and food to keep him, patience and, above all, time, as well as experience, having worked in a zoo with your father. For that reason, and thanks to them, Katsuki ended up in your home.

He was the proudest, angriest, and probably loudest hybrid you had ever seen in your entire life, he wouldn't let you get too close, he didn't want to eat what you gave him —the first days. It was a complete mess, but you don't regret having adopted it.

The first few days were a bit hard, the weeks? Also, it was about two months in that the ash-blond hybrid gave up when he noticed you weren't going to back down. But even if he stopped being so rebellious, his brusqueness did not soften in the slightest.

Like every day, your mother went to work, and wouldn't be back for days, while you were busy keeping the house in order Bakugo was on the back foot, doing anything but looking at you, and if he did, it was to curse you with his eyes. However, the craze did not last long.

A storm began to hit the area, with the countryside being the worst recipient of the lightning and monstrous rains; that was how Bakugou managed to crawl —and some superficial bites— to get under cover, inside the house, reluctantly. With his death face. "I didn't need your little help! That was just fucking water!"

The hybrid's screams and complaints were just to maintain his pride, because he hated water, you knew it, he knew it. But he refused to the death to thank you for keeping him from getting wet, in the but in some cases, he would get sick from the rain.

"Tks.." Katsuki growled jokingly for the seventh time —his blond fur ears sticking to his spiky hair. "I hate you.."