The effect of You (lack of affection)

His eyes jerk towards his hand, he hadn’t realized they were wide. He stares at the ugly bruise and his heart sinks. Fuck. He hadn’t meant to roll his sleeves up, but he couldn’t get them dirty. Quick make something up! You’re not weak!

There’s no blond, there’s no red. There’s just a flash of black and tired eyes that look at him. Fuck. He makes to run his hand through his hair, to play it off. He’s not weak. He didn’t flinch, he wasn’t even scared. The rapid thumping of his heart says otherwise, he ignores it.

He floats and floats. He’ll get rid of this feeling

Do you think I want to spend anymore money on you ungrateful brat? You really think you’ll get into U.A? After all the shit you pulled? Making me look like shit in public! What do you think you’re doing Katsuki!?

He can’t see beauty in himself. Sometimes he stares in the mirror and sees her staring back at him.

Maybe if he’s a hero, maybe when he’s not pathetic, the feeling will leave

Hero? What kind of hero gets scared from a little smack? Pathetic

He’s 5 and at the park. The other kids that follow him around had left after he told them to. Izuku. Izuku hadn’t. No matter what Katsuki says he doesn’t leave. He hates it. It’s suffocating and he needs to be alone. So he lashes out. He shoves Izuku

At first he cowers, he stays silent, obedient. If he stays quiet and nice than surely his mother will be proud. Surely his father will pay attention to him. He’s wrong.

The Bakugos had never been affectionate, Katsuki knows this and doesn’t mind it. It’s normal after all.