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Ch.1 - Week 9
“ Hey… you like fucking coffee ?”
Had you known that Bakugou’s request toward you as you both held onto your diplomas and in graduation robes would lead to something else, you wouldn’t have teased him so much for his choice of words. You had honestly assumed he was going to become one of your classmates you’d only see at reunions and hero meetups. But now having him directly in front of you, with cheeks painted in a soft rose hue and averting your eyes you realized that this was real and he was trying to find a way to still see you on a regular basis.
If you had known back then this would be the start of the both of you dating, you would have tried to confess your own feelings before. And yet, in the five years since that fateful graduation day where Bakugou Katsuki had made it clear that he didn’t want you to show up less in his life then you had in the last three years.
Time had been kind to both of you as well. It was a rocky start leaving UA of course, seeing as you both had numerous offers and requests from different agencies for sidekick positions, but now also trying to make time for a relationship neither of you had been planning for during your final months at UA.
But, you were dedicated to seeing where this would go, and to your surprise, Bakugou was as well. You had honestly read him the wrong way, assuming he’d put so much into his hero career that he’d be the type to often cancel last minute or forget about plans.
He was the opposite. Bakugou was punctual. He only canceled a handful of times, being times that he clearly needed to rest or take care of something. Like the time he called you mid-fight with some drug overlord to tell you he might be running late. You, of course, told him to focus on what was in front of him and you two could always reschedule.
It seemed to you that Bakugou took everything and everyone he saw as worth his time and efforts seriously. And you were nowhere near an exception. He was as serious of being the ‘ best fucking boyfriend you could fucking have ’ as much as he was working towards being the top-ranked hero.
But, he still had his flaws. He threw himself into his work a little too much at times, wanting to get to the top as fast as he could. And after a year of dating, you could see how tiring it was starting to become on him. That’s when you really started to step in, seeing as unlike him who was out in the field a lot, you had gone back to UA to apprentice under Aizawa and become a student teacher, and eventually a head teacher yourself.
So, with plenty of opportunities at UA, you’d recruit him to help out with the students as much as possible. Bakugou may not be fond of children… but he did enjoy being idolized as much as he did when he was in UA. Thus, helping the next generation train and learn from his capable hands seemed to do wonders on his moods… as well as still allow him to work and get paid as a hero through the agency he was working at.
You couldn’t recall the exact circumstances, but it had to have been somewhere along that time that you had realized that simply dating Bakugou was not where your feelings lay. He had defied every one of your preset expectations of him and had shown that he was something special… and you knew you didn’t want to let this one go.
You hadn’t known at that time that you were in love with the ash blonde, but he had come to that conclusion not too far away from your own little epiphany. The ash blonde knowing that without a doubt he would be utterly screwed if he did anything to mess this up with you. He was too far attached, infatuated, and emotionally vulnerable with you to want anyone else in his life right beside him in the way you were.
Being him though, it was only a matter of time until that big fight came. You could recall it not so fondly. It had been three years after graduating from UA, and Bakugou was really starting to get antsy. He was tired of being a sidekick, and barely making the top fifty heroes. Sure he was still leagues ahead of everyone else. Midoriya and Todoroki had only ever reached the top one hundred, but to Bakugou… it wasn’t good enough and he needed to find whatever he was doing wrong.
His conclusion was to pack up all his stuff and move somewhere with a high crime rate. His thinking being if he could start his own hero agency and clean up some crimetopia … it would propel him into at least the top ten. And then he dropped a bombshell- he wanted you to come with him and move in with him.
And you couldn’t be madder at him.
He really had been expecting you to be thrilled by the news. You had hinted at a few times how nice it would be to live with him and always supported his dream of dominating the hero industry and getting his own agency, so the male truly thought you would jump on the chance as much as he was.
It was the opposite. You couldn’t believe how reckless and rash he was being, calling him out for not even taking your situation into account. You were finishing school, only another year away from getting a teaching degree and then able to officially work as a UA student teacher. The last three years had been hell trying to manage going to school and also a hero career at UA as a resource and hero training aid under Aizawa.
And now your selfish boyfriend was basically telling you to throw it all away and go with him to some unsafe and less than pleasant neighborhood because he couldn’t be patient despite how far he had come in such a short amount of time.
The two of you went back and forth with yelling and anger for an hour. Eventually, you breaking down, grabbing your jacket and telling him if he was going through with it… he was doing it without your support… and without you.
Bakugou had at first thought you were being ridiculous. He gave it his all for his career! And you could always finish your classes online or at some other university. Aizawa knew you personally, so you could move back in another year when he had made the top ten and then gone about your plans again.
But a week of radio silence from you, despite his calls, texts, and even showing up at your university really showed him that he had in fact… fucked up worse than he even thought he could. But, that panic that you really intended to break up with him seemed to be the clarity he needed to see how crazy and dangerous his plans were.
He may be strong, and he may be powerful… but he was still one person. And despite his confidence in his own skills… there was no telling if anyone would come to build an agency with him. And also… how selfish it was of him to practically force you to put your dreams on hold… when you had never once muttered or spoke out against his own… despite how out there his own were.
He found himself at your apartment later that night, having bought you flowers and chocolates for the first time in your three years of dating. And then… he did a first for the twenty-one years he had been alive - he apologized genuinely.
You knew how much that would take out of him… and thus, accepted his apology. He was glad, and within a week later… he was promoted to top sidekick at the agency he worked at. It appeared that good things did come to those who wait.
By the time you two had gone steady for more than five years, exchanged lots of ‘ I love you ’s and moved in together for over a year…. Bakugou had also thought it was time for you to get something good since you had been more than a saint to him through this hell of a ride growing his hero career.
And thus, he asked you that important question, down on one knee and trying to not swear every word. You couldn’t help but blush darkly, tell him it was okay to swear… and then agree to his request to make you his wife.
The wedding was in the spring, and the cherry blossoms were in full bloom when the rings were exchanged and you became the one and only Bakugou (Name). The wedding was beautiful, the pair of you having been one of the later classmates to tie the knot, but even so, everyone was still thrilled.
Your family was hollering, his mother was telling him to ‘ smile for once in his Goddamn life ’ and his poor father was trying to silence her as to not ruin the mood. Kirishima cried saying he’d shed tears for Bakugou as well. Everyone you all could have wanted came, both old friends and new, and some important people you both were thrilled to see wish you both a happy and long-lasting marriage.
Not that you’d need luck anyway… as long as you were with Bakugou, you knew things would always work out. He wasn’t the type of person to just give up on things without trying every option imaginable first. And he sure as hell wasn’t going to grow bored of you anytime soon, if not ever.
He had known it from the moment during his third year of UA when he realized these strange feelings inside of him for the last two years had been feelings of affection… that you had been different. No one else had ever made him feel that way, and even today no one else ever had. It was only you… you were his one strange thing and he was still determined to find out what it was about you that made him so hooked.
Ten years after the beginning of you both dating and five years of marriage… and he was still stumped, but still as determined as ever. And you were still as happy as the day he had first asked you to come with him for some coffee.
The changes in the both of you seen as you matured and came to see each other as more than a simple UA crush and rather a devoted and loyal partner for life. A change you both couldn’t be happier with.
Everything seemed on track and nothing was going to knock either of you down or shock you to your core. And then came the change seen in two pink lines crossing each other as you held the white stick in your hand.
You blinked at the pregnancy test, and then back at the box. There was a pink plus sign, and according to the box… that meant you were-
You shook your head. Instead of facing the possible truth, or it having just not sunk in yet, you grabbed another test. You took it, only to get the same result. You repeated again, after all… you were supposed to run at least three trials to make sure the scientific process was correct… so this couldn’t be much different right?
Out of the three tests… none of them showed you that little blue minus sign. Instead, you had three matching pink pluses. That was when it all seemed to hit you, and you felt your knees shake weakly. You placed yourself down onto the ground and inhaled sharply. Memories of earlier today coming back quickly.
“You’re looking really pale.” Uraraka had spoken at brunch. “Maybe you should go home… we can always reschedule.”
“Oh no! I’m fine. I’ve been sick a lot lately. I think my stomach just doesn’t like me eating right in the morning is all.” You tried to play it off for laughs between two of your old classmates.
“You have?” Tsuyu placed a finger on her chin, seeming to think over the information a bit more. “For how long?”
You paused a moment, thinking it over yourself. How long had you been sick? You were waking up nearly every morning after Katsuki went to work and vomited. Then put yourself together and went off to work yourself.
“A month I think.” You shrugged, taking a sip of water to calm your stomach. “I must have gotten a really bad stomach bug…”
Uraraka and Tsuyu exchanged glances. They both could tell something else might be the reason… but neither really knew how exactly to say it. They also didn’t want to possibly put another idea into your already stressed head.
You had finally been given your own first-year class this year and were freaking out over not doing a good job of leading and mentoring the new students. Uraraka and Tsuyu had pretty much planned this little brunch date with you to say that both them and nearly everyone else from the old class 1-A team had agreed to help you out if you ever wanted to call upon one of them as a guest lecturer.
But now with you having already run to the bathroom twice to expel some nasty waste and admitting you’ve been doing this for over a month… the two heroes needed to ask one final question of you before they possibly hit you with a bombshell.
“(Name)-chan? If I could be blunt… when was the last time you had your period?” Tsuyu asked you, making you nearly choke on the water you were drinking.
“W-wha?!” You sucked in some much-needed air.
Tsuyu and Uraraka only looked at you with a concerned gaze and you couldn’t help but want to answer the question for the two girls who had been two of your six bridesmaids. You drummed your fingers along the table, thinking it over and came to a realization.
“I… I don’t know.” You admitted, looking out at them both.
“Well… maybe you should stop and get a pregnancy test after brunch… just to make sure.” Uraraka had told you. “Either way… you need to take care of yourself, (Name)-chan. Let myself or Tsuyu-chan know if you ever need any help, okay?”
You shook your head, calming yourself down a bit. It looked like Tsuyu and Uraraka were right. How they knew was a mystery, maybe some womanly intuition? But it was true… you were pregnant.
You pressed your head against the cupboard and inhaled. Your mind was spinning. You felt sick, and you knew now why. How were you going to do this? You had a career. You had conceived a child… and now-
You nearly jumped when you heard the sounds of the front door to the apartment open and then slam shut. The usual sound of that your husband had come home from his day at the agency. Your eyes widened, looking at the mess around you and knew he would be quick to notice the silence of your usual lively apartment on this Sunday evening.
There were many trials and tests in your life, especially those involving the love of your life… but it appeared your biggest one yet, would be telling Bakugou Katsuki you were pregnant with his baby.
And at the current moment… you were drawing a blank on what to do, or even how to work your legs once more.