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MHA! Katsuki Bakugo <333 if the sun refused to shine

something you'd never expect

── .✦ today, finally

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something you'd never know (pt. 2) sour patch strawberries crybaby <3 Like the Three Musketeers

don't lie to me

if the sun refused to shine Because in the end we all grow up and sometimes the ones we love leave us.

“And then they lived happily ever after, opening their agency together.”

“And they stayed best friends forever and ever.”

Katsuki shoots you an offended look when he hears your teasing words, sitting in front of the bright pink dollhouse that was supposed to be the supposed agency. “That wasn’t in the script.”

His words sounded a lot more serious than they should be, especially with how he was choosing to deal with things. As silly as it was, you weren’t judging his decision to play make believe instead of getting angry, knowing how different he’s become with time. The slight flush to his cheeks as he tries to keep up a firm expression tells you everything, because he really did think things would be the same as when they were younger forever after things had developed for the better between them back in highschool.

And they were.

But they were adults and being adults meant a lot more on their plates and a lot less playtime. “Sweety, it’s one in the morning, can we stop playing with the dolls and go to bed? Things will be fine, you’re seeing him tomorrow.” You say, settling your daughter’s plushie down with a sigh as you slump in your spot where you sit on the ground beside him.

Katsuki just looks at you for a second, cheeks flushing a bit in humiliation as he tries to think about what to say in response to that, knowing he might’ve been a little dramatic over the day's events.

“...Fine. Let’s go.”

A little laugh leaves your lips as you hold your hands out for him to help you up, grinning at him with a loving look in your eyes.

“Everything’s okay, you’re gonna wake up in the morning, drive our little peanut to school-” “What the hell? Why am I driving her all of a sudden?” “Because I’m lazy and have swollen ankles.” A sigh leaves his lips as he gives in and nods, already knowing he’s lost the minute you bring up the pregnancy card. “Yeah, yeah, I’ll make sure to do that before work, you sleep tight. I owe you for staying up with me.”

A smile was present on his lips as he looked down at you, hand resting at the back of your head as he brought you closer into a hug, resting your forehead to his chest before pressing a kiss to the top of your head.

“Thank you.”

That's how you knew Katsuki would be alright, the both of you going to bed with the soft hum of the AC lulling you to sleep, holding each other close with your hearts beating peacefully against each other.

a little note:  hi, this is my first fic post i've done in years lol i just wanted to do something sweet because right now i rlly love Katsuki's character. if this didn't make sense it's supposed to be what happens after he comes home in the epilogue.

how i look behind my screen

today, finally

summary: you guys almost lost hope on starting a family, but you didn't need hope anymore. this is supposed to be a kind of continuation of this.

same warnings apply, mentions of infertility and one reference to intercourse, nothing actually NSFW happens in this. I don't personally think it's anything too inappropriate, but in case you're uncomfortable with these things, I'd rather set up a warning.

idek what this is, but it's just a little drabble about how you guys found out you were pregnant. it was supposed to be a part of my part two story, but i felt like it was better as a stand alone so here u go :)

Ever since you’d found out you were pregnant Katsuki couldn't even hide how head over heels for you he was. Taking time off work, since you were starting to have a few complications. He’d run his agency from home and make sure to help you out with everything, resting a pillow under your swollen feet whenever you’d complain about them aching. 

Not saying a word as he helped quietly, a small smile on his face as he saw you, unable to be straight faced when he’d gotten exactly what he’d wanted. Yes you wanted to have a baby first, he’d known you loved kids since you’d met, but you had a good way of changing people’s minds about things. 

When you’d get excited about something all you’d do was talk about it, explaining how amazing it’d be. At this point, he thinks you’re right, even though you admitted you barely knew how to hold a baby. 

He knew he’d probably have to do most of the care of the baby for the first few months, but he couldn’t get himself to care. Just wanting to make you happy for as long as he could. The day you’d found out you were pregnant was one you’d never forget. The night was one like any other, with the both of you laying on the couch, you nearly falling asleep against him as you both watched the TV. His arms were around you to keep you from falling off the couch, sighing tiredly as he looked down at you for a second. Not paying attention to the movie playing until a loud sudden noise came from the speakers. 

With you jumping awake and nearly falling off the couch, whining in complaint, before blinking at him tiredly. Realizing it'd been a week since the last time you guys checked, the both of you having gotten desperate as the months passed. “Should we try the test again?”

 The question made his stomach turn, sighing a bit before pulling you closer until he could bury his nose into your hair, shaking his head as he squeezed his eyes shut. “Maybe not tonight.” The muttered out response had your shoulders slump, nodding as you hid your face in his collar.

 Things had been less than eventful with your attempts to have a baby, it’d become so draining for you both. Going to the doctor to see what you could do, completely changing your diet like they’d suggested. Taking whatever stupidly expensive supplements they told you about, even trying the weird home remedies your family pushed. 

But nothing, you’re still without the thing you’d wanted this whole time. It started to feel hopeless, and now all you could do was sulk with the guilt of wrapping Katsuki into it all, you’d gotten him to be just as excited as you and now there was no outcome. Plus, following a schedule to just do simple intimate acts wasn’t enjoyable at all… Maybe it was time to give up. Finally after closing your eyes for a bit, you open them up and pull back from him, looking him in the eyes with a frown. “Do you want to give up?” The words rang in his ears, having him freeze up a bit in shock at the idea. 

Shaking his head right away, sighing tiredly. “No, we’re not doing that.” The shift in your mood made him more determined, moving you both to sit up, looking you in the eyes as he brought his hands to your shoulders.

 “Take a test, you were supposed to have your period last Monday, right?” Watching you nod at his words gave him that little trickle of hope. With him now slumped against the wall, sitting on the floor outside of the bathroom as you took the test. 

Fiddling with his shirt as he looked up at you when you opened the bathroom door, letting go and opening his arms up for you. “Come here.” It’d become routine at this point, the two of you sitting on the floor in each other’s arms, hoping for the best. 

This time you guys just couldn’t hope anymore, resting your head to his shoulder as you close your eyes. “Maybe I’m just not meant to be a mom.” There it was, the vulnerability that you both didn’t want to be caught in, Katsuki just sighed, hugging you closer as he shook his head. 

“Don’t say that, you know that’s not true. You can’t just take bad things that happen to you as you failing. Sometimes things just happen, we’ll get through this.” The timer you’d set went off right after that, with the both of you getting up to check, expecting the same result as always. 

But it wasn’t this time, this time you saw the two lines on the stick, your eyes nearly bulged out of your skull. Jumping up to him and tackling him down on the floor. “It could be false, it could be, but it could be accurate! Katsuki, it could be accurate! I don’t even know how to hold a baby… Oh my God, I don’t know how to hold a baby!” 

Katsuki was completely speechless, staring up at the ceiling as you ranted, his heart racing as he processed it. Finally looking back to you when you’d settled down and called out his name, looking you in the eyes as his mist over. “Take another.” He simply said, the shaking in his voice telling you everything you needed to know.  Grinning as you started tearing up, you nodded at his words before getting up and rushing to the kitchen to guzzle down water until it hurt your stomach. Nothing could take you off your high in this moment, nothing. Not waiting to need to go, not having to set the timer again. Nothing.

And when you both finally heard your timer go off again, you rushed to see your result...

Looks like it was time to schedule an appointment with the doctor.

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something you'd never expect

Summary: You’re Bakugo’s wife and he’s finally introducing you to his friends… But things take a turn. Disclaimer: This might be a sensitive subject to some people, there’s nothing NFSW, but it briefly talks about fertility issues. If this triggers you at all, please don’t read, I don’t want anyone to be uncomfortable when reading my content.

The doorbell of your home rang, with Bakugo looking exhausted already at the idea of having to deal with his friends. Opening the door to see everyone besides Mina thanks to her not being available to join. He was just about to tell them to come in when you shove your head over his shoulder to see them. “Are these guys your friends?” You ask him in English, looking them all over before shoving your hand up to take a sip out of your milkshake as you look at them all. Katsuki just sighs, giving you a forced glare, trying to get you to behave for once. “They’re not my… Forget it, just move so I can let them in.” His words rang half hearted, not really having the energy to do anything. Pausing when he sees you move and give him an apologetic look, his expression morphing to be fond as he pats your head before walking you over to the couches. Everyone looked shocked to see him actually let you eat somewhere other than the dining table. What happened to their high strung Bakugo that they know and love? “Katsuki, could you get me some fries?” “You just put them in the fridge?” “I know but I changed my mind and don’t wanna get up.” “...Fine.” That’s how he ended up getting up and going to reheat your leftovers while you sat with his friends. At times like this, they wished Mina had more free time for them, they still didn't know how to talk to girls, even at their grown age. “So how’d you meet Bakugo?” Sero asked you in English, trying not to be insensitive to the fact that you were clearly only communicating in it. “Oh he was in America when he was working on Izuku’s suit and-” Katsuki gives you a panicked look from the kitchen, looking over the counter as he waved his hand cut-throat style to tell you to stop talking about it. Not wanting the details of your unsteady citizenship in the country be discussed until his lawyers figured everything out. “We got along cuz we both like food and kinda fell in love I guess.” Katsuki’s expression fell to an unimpressed one hearing how much of the story you skipped over. He knew you were trying not to go into the details, but damn… He forgot how bad you were at reading social cues. “Of course that’s what it was.” Denki says, making everyone else just smile awkwardly. It was laughable how much of a softie their friend actually was, finally coming back after microwaving your fries and adding some more salt to it. Bringing you the little paper cup they were kept in and wiping some whipped cream you got on your cheek. His action had you beaming at him, moving to press a kiss to his as thanks, not noticing how red his ears turned at the action. He sighed a bit, fiddling with the little ring on your finger quietly, wait no correction that thing was huge, what the hell? Bakugo definitely wasn’t cheap, that much is becoming more and more apparent. The way you were dressed finally settled into their brains, pale colors and lace trimming. The group’s jaws just drop, not expecting his wife to genuinely be his polar opposite. Beaming widely, wearing pale white accents with your clothes looking more dressed up next to him wearing all black and dressed in track pants. What’s he doing with a princess? That’s when they saw you munch down on your fries with a blissful look on your face, reaching for the little bag of goldfish you had and some cheese sticks. You were eating a lot actually, they didn’t notice until now. Watching you finish up and start gulping down at that giant milkshake in a size they didn’t even know restaurants served.

They all pause, faces pulled into awkward little smiles or looks of complete shock. Of course he married someone who eats just as much as him. The sight of you happily sipping on your milkshake as you hug his side was an interesting one, with his face expressionless as he rubs his hand up and down on your shoulder. He was letting you be affectionate with him?! No, he was the one being affectionate… Did you have him for ransom or something? Actually, he looked pretty happy, or as happy as he could really show? 

Katsuki looks at you, expression held calm as he brings a hand to the top of your head, sighing a bit at how sweet you looked in the moment. As silent as he tried to keep it he was weak to you, so weak that he could barely hide it. “You said if I took you to get something unhealthy you’d only have a little bit of the food today, you finished the whole bag.” He chides as he gently runs his thumb over your cheek. Kirishima being ever the gentleman comes to your defense, furrowing his eyebrows in concern. “Hey man, let her eat what she wants.” The defense just left Katsuki slightly miffed, looking over to his friend tiredly. “It’s not like that, I just-” Katsuki pauses when he notices you going over to the kitchen, eyes shooting wide before turning on the couch and looking over it to you. “Hey! What did I say about snacks?” Your shoulders slump cartoonishly, looking at him with a frown.  “To eat fruit or to ask you to make me something…” Katsuki gives you a stern look, watching you stop yourself from opening the pantry where all your favorite snacks were. Sighing in disappointment with himself for even letting you convince him to buy all of that. “Right, and what are you doing right now?” Your expression looks more ashamed at his words, looking down as you kicked your foot to the tile of the floor a bit. “I’m not doing either of them.” With that you mope and walk back over to him, snuggling to his side quietly, leaving him to feel the tiniest twinge of guilt. Sighing as he pets your head with a look of concern, muttering into your hair as he brings you closer. “I’m sorry, you know I’m not trying to upset you. But you know what the doctor said, we’ve gotta eat healthy for everything to work…” 

The small intimate moment just had his friends sitting there nearly the color of ghosts, looking at him with their jaws nearly hitting the floor. Finally, one of them spoke up, the four of them doing their best to not go speechless every time they saw him interacting with you as if it was a crazy phenomenon.  “What exactly do you need to work?” Sero asked, giving Katsuki a slightly sceptical look, unsure how he was going to react to the question.

Everyone’s mouths went from wide open to snapped shut when Katsuki sighs, looking at you quietly before letting himself admit it. “We’ve been going to the doctor a lot lately… We’ve been trying for a baby and things have been… Hopeless.” He admits, bringing his hand down from your cheek to your shoulder, squeezing it in reassurance when he feels your mood shift.  Your eyes downcast as you lean into him, fighting the urge to bring your hand to your tummy. Fingers clutching into your skirt, words quiet as you speak in English; still struggling with Japanese even after the months went on, catching onto what he was telling his friends. “I’m the reason we can’t and I wanted it…” You whisper out, quickly being shushed by Katsuki, his hand running over your hair as he pressed a chaste kiss to your head.  “It doesn’t matter, we’re doing it no matter what.” He promised, sighing a bit when you nod but head off your room. His eyes glued to the floor, expression ridden in nothing but guilt, looking back over to his friends tiredly. “Not a word.” He threatened, getting up and following behind you.  The four just sat there, looking at one another with furrowed eyebrows, Kirishima, Sero and Kaminari speaking to each other about it. Concern written all over their expressions as they let their thoughts run wild. “Man, that’s tough. I never would’ve thought Bakugo would even want to be a dad, but this? This is just…”

“Depressing?” Kaminari fills in, looking less sad and more concerned. “I hate to say it, but maybe it’s a blessing in disguise. I mean he just bought a Porsche, that’s not exactly a baby safe car. Not to be the bearer of bad news, but Bakugo isn’t exactly the most nurturing guy around.”  Kirishima furrowed his eyebrows at Sero’s words, fidgeting a bit as he adjusted himself in his seat, sighing a bit as he conceded to it. “I mean yeah, he couldn’t have been with her for that long if we never knew about them, plus she can barely even get a sentence in Japanese out. But still… That’s gotta be rough.”

Izuku finally spoke up, having been quiet as he processed his thoughts with his eyes to the ground. “Kachan’s a lot more capable than you guys are giving him credit for. He never does anything without thinking. This makes sense though, he’s been a lot less angry and more just sad. We should be more supportive, he probably won’t say it, but he wants to know he has hope, especially when he has to be the one to give it to her right now.” Like usual whenever Izuku speaks up, everyone goes quiet for a minute, contemplating the way he sees things more clearly than them. Always analyzing the little details until they come together for him to fully understand the situation.

“I guess I never thought of it like that.” Kirishima admitted, with Kaminari chiming in to agree.  Katsuki finally came back without you after a bit, not saying a word with his eyes puffy and slightly reddened. Keeping his responses short and offering up some tea, not responding when Kaminari asks about where you went. Simply saying goodbye to everyone without you when they took the hint that now wasn’t a good time for him to have company.

Even with all of them walking out together in silence, Izuku hoped the next time they came by, things would be different… The next time they’d come over would be a couple months later when Katsuki called them over to help with some housing adjustments. You opened up the door for them with a wide smile and noticeable change in your figure. Walking in to see him working on building a pink playpen and watching you rush over to him to hug his side, the blond letting out a little huff as he brings his hand to your head, leaning it closer as he rested his own to it. The four of them watched for a second. Kirishima smiling, with Kaminari and Sero processing it for a second, looking halfway to tears, but Izuku was beaming. Looks like you guys are going to have a girl.

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notes in your handwriting is prettier than any card

Summary: You write a letter to the man you love, because you hope he loves you too.

Late at night I stare off to my desk, I don’t think, I don’t shake, I’m just feeling. Longing is all my heart has done since I was small, born yearning for something I didn't even know yet. It doesn’t make sense, I don’t think it ever will. You won’t be my first love, I don’t think anyone could have been, because I’ve already had so much love in my heart since I was a little soul. The grass and the soil it grows in, the trees and the sky with the clouds in it. You remind me of  my first love, longing for you like I long for the the sun shining on my face as I lay on the ground. Keeping me warm, but not hot, soothing the bite of the cold of the snow I’ve buried myself in. I’m scared, sitting in your breakroom and listening to you speak about your day as my hands tremble. Unable to believe how you reach for me, unable to see how someone as loved as you, could ever love me. But I love you, with all my heart I do and to be able to do anything with you is more than anything I could ask for. It’s not a competition, being with someone you care about, I’d always been scared of being with someone like that. And yet here you are, smiling brightly when given the chance for competition, rushing to do better than you’ve already done. I feel your hurt though and that’s all I’ve wanted, to be your safety net and for you to want to be mine. You’re electric, I can feel the passion pulsating from your heart through the touch of your fingertips. Can I be enough to balance you out? Enough that you never leave out of losing that spark? The words in your note were scribbled out on a random scrap of paper, having been doing your best to write a note for him in his birthday card. Having handmade it with old withered printer paper, writing out the best cursive you could do, the ink of your lips sealed on the front with a simple kiss. Leaving the card blank out of embarrassment of the idea of being cheesy, the anxiety having built up over the worry of his laughter being a rejection. So you wrote out a ‘happy birthday’ and an ‘I love you’. Completely left in the dark to how the little note you’d written was taped inside, kept away in his pocket next to the dangling card clipped to his wristlet. Not saying a word about it as he ate with you in silence, cleaning dishes with you in a practiced routine. The only true way for you to know how different you were to him from everyone else was the softness of his eyes, looking at you like you’d hung the stars in the sky. Never realizing how badly you needed to hear his words until you’d cry and beg for reassurance. Only to be met with his hand gripping yours back as you clasped it in between both of yours. He wouldn’t go a second allowing you to feel that way, even if he didn’t know how to say it. Actions spoke louder than words and he lived by that. Love wasn’t loud, oftentimes it was silent and pure, for Katsuki his love was so silent that it came out in puffs rather than whispers. The shaky breaths leaving his lips, before they touch yours, so quiet you almost don’t hear him say it. Note: Happy late birthday to my lovely cornball <3

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