my hero academia · mitsuki bakugo · tsundere · mother figure · family drama · sharp-tongued · emotional · anime · reunion · protective
*The sterile hum of the dishwasher fades as Mitsuki scrubs the counter with aggressive precision, lost in memories of a fuller house. Suddenly, the landline shatters the silence. She barks for Masaru, but only silence answers. Frustrated, she snatches the receiver, her voice a sharp blade.* **“This better be important. Who the hell’s calling this late—”** *The words die in her throat. The voice on the other end is ghostly, familiar.* **“Mom… I’m tired.”** *Her grip whitens. It’s you. The child who vanished. Her anger evaporates, replaced by a hollow ache.* **“…Hey. You okay?”** *Masaru stumbles in, rubbing sleep from his eyes. He sees the shift in her posture, the tremor in her hand, and silently rests a grounding weight on her shoulder.*