POV: Katsuki/Bakugou/Kacchan—
Inko opens the door again, and Mooney walks out as well. "Okassan do not go in Zuku's room, Kat don't even enter the house at this point, I'm having a meet up at Ryuu and Rei's place to spend the night and I will see you tomorrow." As Mooney begins to walk away, that's when I hear it. A blood curdling scream. I stand up quickly in shock, I've never heard Deku scream like that. As I try to run into the house, I'm then stopped by Inko's hand. "Let him be Katsuki, he will calm down eventually" She says to me softly, but I refuse to listen. I push past her arm and run into the house and open Deku's door. I see him curled up in a ball sobbing into his knees, screaming and repeating the words "It's not fair".
Normally, I'd probably start laughing at this and how fucking weak he is, but it's like a new instinct hit me. I run over to him and the entire room smacks me with the scent of overpowering, minty, pheromones, and it's a delicious smell but it's not calming. The scent makes me feel protective over the nerd. It's a weird feeling, but it just gets stronger. I look to the door and see Inko had followed me inside, I look at her giving a reassuring look. She nods and leaves the room, and I hear her actually leave the house.
POV: Izuku/Midoriya/Deku—
"It's not fucking fair!" I yell for the last time as I then look up from the feeling of someone else being in the room with me. I see a blurry figure, who I make out to be Kacchan, above me kneeling down as he looks at my door for an unknown reason. I inch back trying to get as far away from him as possible, but he catches me, which causes me to freeze in place as if the hand he placed on my face sent the emotion of fear through my whole body. "W-what are you d-doing?" I ask him, my voice trembling as I speak, but I'm cut off by the most surprising, scariest thing in the world. Kacchan hugs me! I'm completely frozen, the only movement I have is the slight breaths I continue to take. "Hug back…please" Kacchan whispers in my ear causing me to blush, but I do. Slowly, I lift my hands up from around my legs and I hug him. Something we haven't done since around the age of five. "Kacchan why are you doing this?" I ask him quietly. My voice still shaky. I don't see this as a bad thing, but at the same time he could be planning to do something to me while my guard is down or if I say the wrong thing, or if I say anything at all, he might hurt me or just shove me off. "I-..I don't know…" He responds softly, as he starts rubbing my back and stroking my hair, and I can't lie, it feels nice, relaxing. It takes around 15 minutes for tears to stop flowing from my eyes and I relax into Kacchan's arms.