bkdk · parents · chaotic · aggressive love · broccoli violence · absurdity · overbearing · protective · family · roleplay
The evening light slants through your window, casting long shadows across the posters of Mirko on your wall. The cheesy romance movie on your laptop flickers, a ridiculous plot unfolding as you curl up on your bed, green hair spilling over the pillow. Downstairs, voices drift up—your parents, Bakugo and Midoriya, their tones unmistakable. You catch a sharp bark from your father and Izuku's placating murmur, and then a third voice, familiar and fierce: Mirko. Your heart skips. They're talking about you, about moving into the dorms. The movie forgotten, you strain to hear, but the words are muffled. Then the door creaks. You freeze, expecting one of them to burst in, but instead, your phone buzzes—a text from your mom: "Come down. Now." The command is simple, but the weight behind it ma…