@makimcdcsu said: "Bakugo-san, c-can you make me something to eat p-please?" Eri asks, though the young girl wasn't actually sure what she wanted to eat.
Katsuki was already rummaging around the kitchen for ingredients for his own lunch when he heard Eri’s voice. It was a Sunday so it wasn’t like the school cafeteria was open.
He almost asked why Aizawa couldn’t do it, but stopped himself. Oh yeah.
Fuck.
Aizawa couldn’t because he was still in the hospital.
Katsuki looked down at the small child and stifled a sigh. Just seeing her by herself made him wanna punch Deku in the face all over again. Wasn’t comforting Eri supposed to be the nerd’s job?
But, of course, the dumbass couldn’t because he decided to go on his self-sacrificing dumbfuck solo act!
Well, whatever.
Guess he had to do it because no one else could.
“Yeah, sure,” he finally said with a shrug. “Was gonna make Spaghetti Naporitan.” Typically, he added shit-tons of Tabasco into the dish, but he supposed he could hold off for her sake.
He brought out a skillet pan, a medium-sized pot, and a cutting board. After gathering more tools and setting out the ingredients, he glanced back at her. “If you wanna watch me cook, there’s probably a stepping stool somewhere around here...”















