Katsuki POV

Running after the kid I wasn't actually trying to catch up, I was basically jogging. He dashed down a hallway before falling flat on his face.

Kid: Ufff....

Holding back my laughter, I crouched and looked down at the kid, he was sprawled out on the ground.

Kid: I am not moving!

Me: Can I atleast see if you have a bruise?

Kid: NO! Don't touch me! Just leave me be!

I sighed and sat down next to him, leaning my head back on the wall I opened my phone and started using it.

Aizawa: Trouble already?

Me: Yup, the little devil is just like his brother, you can go, I'll be along soon.

Kid: You are a villain! VILLAIN! I am never gonna go with you! EVER!

Aizawa: Villain ey? You know he has a point. pfff-

Me: I know, I mean I deserve it.

Aizawa: I just heard villain but damn what did you do to the kid?

Me: Nothing, I haven't seen the kid since he was a baby...

Aizawa: Not taking that....

Me: But seriously, you can go back to UA. I'll be back before curfew.

A sigh and then the call disconnected. The kid was still on the floor, his head covered with his hands.

Me: I'm sorry kid.

Kid: Screw off!

Me: I wish I could...

Kid: You can! Now just go!

Me: I can't you green headed brat! I promised your brother something and I don't go back on my promises!

Kid: Villain! Ama report you!

I sighed and let out a breath, deciding to stay silent we sat in silence. Suddenly the kid looked at me and spoke.

Kid: Stop that shit eating grin! I can see it you villain!

Me: I'm not smiling...

I was shocking myself, I've never been this calm since this kids brother was my friend. He looked so much like him.

Aizawa: You know the kid is right you do have that shit eating grin on your face.

Me: Well... I'm trying alright! I just didn't expect to have to take care of this little booger for a while!

Aizawa: *sigh* Kiddo, wanna come get some food?

Kid: Food?

Aizawa: Yeah, I'll get you a sweet as well.

Kid: Can I get tea!

Aizawa: Sure.

Kid: Thank you Mister.

Rolling my eyes and getting up, a keychain fell from my pocket. I went to grab it but the kid swiped it away.

Me: You already don't like me, now you're stealing?

Kid: Brother had the same one but orange... I just wanted to look....*sniff* I miss him.... I want to see him! *crying noises*

Aizawa: Way to goo Bakugo.

Me: I didn't do anything... I just... *sigh*... He can keep it.

Kid: No thanks... here...

Me: You're just like your brother, it's infuriating.

Kid: ....

Aizawa: You are definitely gonna get in trouble with this kid. I am telling you now but you should change that attitude. Just a friendly reminder.

Me: Don't you think I'm trying?

Aizawa: I know you are problem child but don't compare the little kid to his dead brother. How would you feel if I would do that to you if you had a brother?

Looking away, I took back my keychain and stuffed it back in my pocket.

Me: I'd be annoyed... but I know why he hates me, and I honestly don't blame him.

Aizawa: You might feel that way but the kid will be hurt more than annoyed. You are playing with feelings here and children will pay you back.

Me: He's doing that right now, but enough of that. Let's leave this place, it smells like a hospital.

Aizawa: By the way, mister new father of a child, where is the child? Did you lose him already? pfff-hahahahaha

I groaned and looked down the hall, a blur of green vanished behind the wall.

Me: Stay.

Aizawa: As if I would let this pass me hahahahaha

Glaring, I walked away from him, my footsteps echoed down the hallways. I heard the soft exhausted breathing of a child. The kid was still running.

Me(to myself): Poor thing's so tired...

Kid: Are you a stalker now too?

Me: Nope, just came to get you since... y'know, you said you wanted food.

Kid: Pedophile?

Me: Ew no. Relationships are for losers.

Kid: Then why are you following me to the toilets?

Me: Aizawa sent me after you.

Kid: Yeah good trick.... You pedo villain!

Me: Whatever, I have to use the toilet anyways.

Kid: ....

Walking past him I went in the bathroom and entered a stall. I didn't do anything just waited. I pulled out my phone once more and looked at my lockscreen. It was a picture of me and his older brother, we were in middle school and both had bruises but smiling nonetheless.