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like many parents, i neglect them all equally

Wild Hearts: Chapter 2

Summary: It’s been 6 years since Katsuki Bakugou walked out on you and your hometown without an explanation. 6 long years of humiliation and heartbreak. So what happens when he walks back into your life asking for a favor? You know he’s not good for you, but what if your heart doesn’t?

Genre: angst, eventual smut, hurt, comfort, pining, slow burn, MDNI

CW: language, smoking, threats

Word Count: 1390

“Aunt Y/N!” a soft voice cut through the harsh sounds of the bar, and you carefully tracked the head of blonde curls from behind the bar as it weaved around the tables to reach you, earning a few curious glances.

“Grace, what the hell do you think you’re doing? Just because I own the saloon doesn’t mean you get to run on in here anytime you want,” you scolded gently, setting a glass of whisky in front of the man you’d been in the middle of serving at the bar before kneeling in front of your twelve-year-old niece. “Understand?” you asked seriously, brows raised.

It had nothing to do with it being bad for business, these men could drink in the next town over if it bothered them that much, but for Grace’s safety, she shouldn’t be here. Most of the men who came in were drifters with short tempers and nothing to lose; a gunfight could break out any second, a fact you were far too aware of.

The young girl nodded solemnly, and your features softened, tucking a stray curl behind Grace’s ear. “Now, Ms. Mallery, what can I do for you?” you smiled, and Grace stretched on her toes to peer over the bar, grooves from countless knives etched into the dark wood.

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