He missed when he was the only baby, when his mom gave him all her attention. He didn’t like having to share his mom with another baby. She never looked at him anymore, never spent time with him like she used to. He tried to be a good boy and let Shouto have his mom since he was still a baby, but he didn’t like it.
He had Fuyumi still, at least. She gave him hugs all the time, and kisses too. He loved his big sister, but it wasn’t exactly the same when she hugged or kissed his forehead. She didn’t have the same effect as their mom did, the one that made him feel safe and loved, warm despite the fact that both of them were cold by nature.
He doesn’t notice her flinch after he speaks, too busy looking down at his shoes to notice the way his mother reacted to his voice, the way she couldn’t even look him in the eyes. He wouldn’t have understood even if he had. He didn’t realize the effect he had on his mother, just his mere presence reminding her of the monster they all lived with.
Nothing else matters to him anyway when she reaches for him and brings him in close. He immediately wraps his tiny arms around her torso, head burrowing against her chest to seek that familiar comfort that only a mother could provide for her child, completely oblivious to the turmoil his mother was experiencing at the very same moment.
“I love you, mama,” he says quietly, tilting his head up slightly towards her face, a curious look in his eyes. “You still love me too, right?”
“ Why are you asking me that, Natsuo ?? ”
IT WAS A simple question. An easy one. There was no excuse in skipping beats, but Rei couldn’t answer him. More upset with the fact that her own child had to ask her something he should already know. It made her upset. She almost pushed his gaze back down when her hand cradled the back of his head, but instead, she runs her hand through his hair, and covers her face in it.
“I’m a bad mother,” she suddenly sobbed, unable to find any reason to justify her negligence. “I’m so sorry, Natsuo. You deserve better.”
She was pathetic. Having a breakdown in front of her child as if he should be the one to fix things for her. She was shaming the Himura and Todoroki family name. Tainting it with her weak constitution, and her inability to give her children the perfect quirk. What would her father say ?? Her mother. She failed them.
“I do love you, darling,” she gasped out, wrapping her arms around him, pulling him closer if it was possible. “Don’t ever doubt that. I love you.”
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