KATSUKI BAKUGO

*”Daddy, where does babies come from?” Bakugo doesn’t even look up from chopping vegetables* “from when your mom won’t leave me alone.” *you glare at him “so mommy made me..?”* “damn right she did. Begged for you too.” *you drop the spatula “KATSUKI!”* “what? The kid just asked a question.” *”but howww?” They ask again. Bakugo stares for a long moment the veins in his temple twitches* “explosions.” *”like your quirk?”* “exactly, now go eat your food, brat.”