Fight for a Life - Bakugou
“Come to the hospital immediately, it’s Kacchan.”
Normally those words wouldn’t have been too surprising, it wasn’t often but there were cases and days where you’d pick up your boyfriend from the hospital. But those words, the way Midoriya said them with such fear. He refused to explain over the phone, it wasn’t right apparently which meant it was serious.
As soon as you rushed into the hospital entrance Kirishima stood there tense, as if waiting for you. He called your name and took hold of your arms pulling you aside. “Eiji what’s happened to Katsuki?”
He flapped his mouth like a fish out of water, not really sure where to start. Now was not the time to be clamming up. “Kirishima Eijirou you don’t tell me what happened right now or I’ll --”
Another voice called your name and you whipped your head around to see the familiar green fluff. “Izuku!” Kirishima let you go and Izuku placed a hand on your arm leading the three of you to an empty area to talk.
“Kacchan was hurt.. Fairly bad.. He’s in surgery right now.” Okay well that was normal-ish, that didn’t explain the unsettling aura of seriousness right now though. As if sensing your confusion Midoriya continued. “Have you.. Noticed anything off about Kacchan?”
“Off about him?” A few things came to mind, but with how your boyfriend was he never really let you poke him for answers. “He has been acting weird lately.. He’s been getting sick and complains about body pains more than normal.” A feeling of dread ran through you. “I-is there something wrong with him? Be-besides being injured?”
The two seemed to share a look, unsure of how or who would break the ice. “Kacchan was pregnant.” Midoriya bluntly stated.
Gears turned in your head at the words unable to process them. Katsuki was pregnant? Katsuki? Pregnant? “Wah-was?”
They shared another look and fed up with being kept in the dark. You kicked Kirishima’s leg, his quirk protecting him from the kick. “Hey even Bakubro seemed surprised!”
“He’s right, I don’t know the status of the baby but they had to remove it early I guess?” Midoriya’s voice was unsure as he spoke, he wasn’t family so he probably only overheard the nurses or something. “His parents should be here any minute..”
Everything after hearing the news was muffled, it was hard to process that your angry sparky boyfriend had been pregnant and didn’t tell you. Wave after wave of questions echoed in your head. Did he know? Why didn’t he tell you? Especially if he had been sick and feeling so bad, of course his stupid ass would be stubborn and still work. Admitting he was ill meant unable to work, and a bored Katsuki unable to work was a dangerous Katsuki.
The noises dispersed when a hand was carefully placed on your shoulder. Head whipping up, you saw her. Katsuki’s mother staring at you with concern at the scent radiating off of you. “He’ll pull through, something like this wouldn’t kill that dumbass.” It’s what she said every time but it was evident she had no clue what really to say in this circumstance.
When the Bakugou’s were pulled into a talk by Katsuki’s doctor they tugged you along, you were family after all even if the two of you hadn’t sealed the deal. Katsuki had finally been taken out of surgery and was in stable condition, in the process of surgery they were forced to remove the premature baby with the highest chance of survival.
You’d never heard Mitsuki be so quiet and behaved at hearing the news that Katsuki was pregnant. But her stare in your direction didn’t go unnoticed, even if you were focused on staring at the floor. “The baby isn’t out of the ball park yet, being taken out so early and on top of that we have no clue of any damage due to Ground--Mr Bakugou still proceeding with hero duties.”
“I see, thank you so much Doctor. Please keep us updated.” Mitsuki bowed her head in thanks and as soon as the doctor left she stood up and kicked the chair she was just in. Masaru flinched and you continued to stare at the floor, everything still not processing.
Masaru called your name softly and you finally moved from your position. “Did you know about the..” he gestured a bump over his stomach and you shook your head. “I see..”
“So that brat kept quiet?!” The blonde fixed her chair and sat down facing you.
“Apparently he didn’t even know.. I knew something was wrong but when I confronted him he kept brushing me off.” You mumbled. “He was getting sick out of nowhere and kept complaining about pain.. But you know him.”
“Admitting something was wrong would mean no work.” Masaru finished.
“Who cares about work if something’s clearly wrong! That fucking idiot, I swear I’ll --!!”
“Darling please, volume, we're in a hospital.” Masaru tried to ease her anger, his sweet comforting omega scent circling around the two of you.
Mitsuki grumbled and you felt bad for her, the worry and fear was well masked but you knew her well enough. It was one thing that he was hurt but to be pregnant and put risk to a baby on top of that wasn’t making the situation better.
When the three of you were finally given permission to see Katsuki he was still out of it. It was painfully quiet in the room aside from the noises occasionally coming from the machines. Mitsuki sat at her son’s bedside holding his hand while you and Masaru sat on the couch, occasionally throwing small sentences back and forth.
You had left to use the restroom and returned to hear yelling from inside Katsuki’s room. Guess he was awake. The moment the door slid open you had to cover your nose at the pungent mix of smells. Anger from both the blonde’s as well as worry from Mitsuki, fear from Masaru and stress from Katsuki. You closed the door in hopes the smell wouldn’t bother any of the other residents and slipped inside.
“Finally your back, tell this idiot what he did was fucking stupid!” Both blondes turned to you and you froze under their piercing gazes. Way to pull you into the middle, sure you weren’t happy about the whole situation but you were still struggling to know how to feel.
“Tch don’t listen to her, I fucking told the doctors I didn’t know. Besides I’m fine now who the fuck cares.” He snarled.
Sure you were glad he was okay but was he forgetting he wasn’t the only one who was fighting? Apparently you didn’t need to say anything because Mitsuki beat you to it. “Are you fucking stupid?! That baby, your fucking child is fighting tooth and nail to survive because of your fuck up!”
That had Katsuki frozen in a cold sweat, that soft of look he used to get back in high school when his classmates started “passing” him up. “I..” Mitsuki fell silent waiting for his excuse. “I don’t care..” he mumbled.
“Ha?! What do you mean you don’t care?!” Mitsuki yelled.
Masaru further panicked and out of instinct you released a more calming scent to try and ease the poor omega from the smothering smell. While the two argued it was obvious he wasn’t getting any better and without word you escorted him out of the suffocating room.
The two of you sat down in the hall far from the smell and he tiredly rubbed at his face. “Your calm through all this..” He softly stated.
“Haa.. hardly.. I guess everything hasn’t completely caught up in my head. So I don’t really know how to feel..” Did Katsuki never plan on telling you and simply just get rid of the baby when he found out? It was his body you couldn’t be angry at his choice, if he didn’t want a baby that was fine. But that didn’t mean it didn’t break your heart hearing him speak cruelly about it.
“Do you.. Think he means it?” Masaru hummed at the question, Katsuki had never been great with children and never showed signs of wanting any. And on top of that something like a relationship wasn’t even on his mind, it was a huge shock to them when their son came home and introduced you to them.
“You know how Katsuki can be..” he paused and exhaled. “I think he’s just in shock, though he only has himself to blame to an extent.” You looked at the male and took in his exhausted state. “If Katsuki had just said so sooner and found out he was pregnant, then getting rid of it would’ve been fine.”
You nodded and Masaru took your hand in his, the rest of the conversation went unspoken. Everyone who knew you, knew that you weren’t one to judge something like that, he’ll you’d even gone with a friend of yours when she got her abortion. When everyone shunned her, you were her only beam of support. Hell even Katsuki has been incredibly understanding with her staying over during that whole thing.
Mitsuki storming out of the room causing the two of you to jump, she stormed over and you paled seeing her cry. “H-honey?” The two of you stood and Masaru was at her side in an instance.
“We’re going home..” She brushed the tears away as if they weren’t there and turned to you. “We told the doctors they can keep you updated about the baby, if anything happens please don’t hesitate to call. No matter the time.” You nodded and she pulled you in for a tight hug. “And if that idiot gives you any trouble, you're welcome to stay at our house, okay?”
Unsure at what sort of trouble Katsuki could manage to give you right now you simply nodded and accepted the gesture. “Of course, be safe getting home.” Masaru and you shared a hug before the two left, leaving the door separating you and your boyfriend.
Without much thought you slipped into the room and looked over to see Katsuki acting as if nothing happened. He flipped through the channels until he noticed it was only you who entered before turning the tv off. “Bout fuckin time, can’t believe you left me with that old hag.”
“Your father was suffocating over the two of you. I’m not just going to ignore him.” Part of you wanted to hit him for acting like nothing happened, but he was still injured. “Eiji and Izuku were here earlier, did they stop by?”
“Tch no, thank fuck. Last I want is those two crying my ear off, the old hag was bad enough.” His voice was more scratchy then normal, and his tone was wavering. A sign he wasn’t being entirely truthful, you wondered if he knew he did that.
“Katsuki we need to talk.” The words came out on their own before realizing the repercussion of wording it like that. Katsuki’s expression fell and a mild scent of panic radiated from him. “Shit. I didn’t mean like that, I mean yes but.. Fuck.”
You tried to take his hand but he snatched it away and you simply ignored it. “I’m not breaking up with you, but we are going to talk about what just happened.”
“I don’t know what you're talking about.” He looked at anywhere but you.
“Did you know you were pregnant?”
Katsuki growled, the panic shifting to irritation and boy did it smell awful. “I fucking told you morons I didn’t know. What do you think I’m a liar?”
“I didn’t say that Katsuki.” The bitter panic spiked through again, you rarely used his name and it was incredibly off putting to him. “You’ve been sick and kept mentioning pain.. I should’ve noticed something was off.. Your scent too..”
The blonde’s jaw dropped as you suddenly piled the blame onto yourself, this was his fuck up not yours! “Dumbass there’s no way you would’ve known.”
“I should’ve! I’m your alpha and I didn’t even notice the change in scent or the symptoms.” You buried your face into your hands, guilt eating you for failing to notice. He’d been more snappy then normal and his scent changed, getting sick so frequently and complaining about stomach pain?
“Oh my god.. It's my fault.. If I had known I wouldn’t have kept telling you to take all those meds for the pain.. What if it’s my fault I got our baby killed??”
Katsuki froze seeing you completely break down like this, any attempts at trying to get your attention went unnoticed as you spiraled further into self blame. The blonde covered his nose trying not to choke on the acidic smell oozing from you. It filled the room so fast a nurse passing by came in panicked.
“Not good.. Doctor!” The nurse placed her hands on your shoulders and Katsuki growled at another omega touching what was his. The doctor rushed in with a syringe in hand and took hold of you from the nurse. You didn’t put up a struggle as they held you down and injected you with whatever was in the syringe.
“The hell are you doing?!” He panicked.
The three watched your eyes slowly fall close and fall completely relaxed. “Alpha relaxer.. We don’t use it often but now and then there’s an alpha that goes into such a panicked state that we have no choice but to use it..” The doctor replied.
It took both of them to move you to the couch and Katsuki hated it, unable to push them away and hold you. He was trapped in this bed due to his own fuck ups and he fucking hated it. “They’ll wake in an hour or so, if it happens again I’m sorry but they’ll have to be restrained for safety reasons..”
Katsuki let out a few hushed whines as the two left. God you were so fucking stupid thinking it was your fault. He was the one in pain, he was the one to push off the thought he could be knocked up. For fuck sake as an omega he should’ve been the first one to notice but he didn’t.
Sleep was far from his mind despite how exhausted he was, he wanted to stay up and wait for you to wake up and beat it into you that it wasn’t your fucking fault. His mom's words suddenly echoed into his head.
“So you’re just going to leave that baby to die?” She snarled.
Katsuki snorted. “I have zero control whether that thing dies or not, hag.”
“How can you be so heartless to something the two of you created?! Even if it was unintentional! I don’t remember raising you to be such a heartless bastard!”
The blonde flinched, fingers tightening around the sheets pooled at his lap. “I’m a hero.. A pup now would only be in the way..”
“In the way?! Bullshit!” She slammed her hand on the railing at the foot of the bed, jostling the whole thing. She called your name and the omega froze. “What about what they want? What if they want this pup?”
They fell silent and Mitsuki crossed her arms, seriousness rolling off. “I’m not saying they’d leave you for this..” she paused and his heart pounded heavier. “But what if they want to keep it, knowing you don’t?”
It’s completely possible you might want to keep it, he wasn’t stupid he knew how much you seemed to enjoy the thought of having pups one day. Katsuki was the one against it, kids meant free time he didn’t have. Fuck he hardly had time to spend with you, he wasn’t going to dump the kids off on you and make you a stay at home parent.
You stirred on the couch and Katsuki froze, the moment of truth, he wasn’t ready for you to wake up that fast. “'Suki? Wh-what happened..?”
“Relaxer.. You're panicking was a safety hazard.” He snorted, you were too soft even when you were pissed off to hurt anyone.
Despite the fuzzy feeling in your head and the dry mouth, you felt much more relaxed. “Right.. I.. was talking about it being my fault..”
“Which it fucking isnt!” He spat and frustratingly tried to reach for you. You slowly got up and let him cling to you as if you’d disappear otherwise. “If anyone’s to blame it’s me, I didn’t notice what was happening with my own body dammit.”
It didn’t change the fact you still blamed yourself, but for now both of you would shoulder the blame. Carefully you slipped your arms around him and he buried his face into your chest, inhaling your scent. “What’re we going to do with the pup if they make it?”
Katsuki held his breath and went rigid, something you immediately noticed. “Katsuki?” He kept silent and you pulled back. “Di-did the pup not make it..?”
Your voice cracking broke his heart, he gently pushed you back and furiously rubbed at his face. “I don’t know..” he paused and kept his face buried in his hands. “I don’t want it..”
“What?” He repeated himself and you sat on the edge of the bed to avoid falling. “Why..?”
“We don’t need a pup, not now.. I’m still climbing the ranks. I’m not giving up my dreams dammit.” Peeking through his fingers he watched you stare off at the wall. “Plus I doubt it’ll live.. It’s way too early.. Too early.”
“Early..?”
“I couldn’t have been pregnant that long.. I wasn’t really showing that much dumbass.”
True, Katsuki hadn’t put on much weight the past some months but there was a noticeable change. His abs weren’t as defined as they used to be, he had more pudge to him and the cutest little growing love handles. There was a weight gain but nothing noticeably screaming “hey I’m pregnant”.
“So what, whether it lives or dies, we just ignore it?”
His response felt like acid in his throat, he was well aware how harsh it sounded. “Yeah.”
You licked your lips and laced your fingers together, leaning forward some. “I see.” It didn’t feel like a secret Katsuki had no real interest in kids, he never got along with them and never showed interest when you mentioned the thought of pups of your own.
Everyone knew how much of an asshole Katsuki could be, and you still loved him. But this? That heartless response? It hurt.
Even if the pup only lived for a few weeks that was your pup, the two of you created that. And you wanted every second with possibly the only child the two of you would have. “I’m going to go get some coffee.” Without waiting for his response you booked it out of the room a little faster then you meant to.
Katsuki yelled your name as you closed the door hastily and leaned against it. Too many thoughts and emotions to organize, first was getting coffee, then finding someone who could update you on the baby.
Achieving coffee felt like a monstrous task, you forgot to bring your wallet in the rush here and in the process of trying to pay via your phone it died on you. One of the nearby customers must’ve taken pity on you for some reason because she reached out with the cash to pay for the drink. “You don’t have to do that..!”
“It’s just coffee, besides you look like you need it.” She gave a weak smile clearly trying to console you.
Giving a nod the man behind the counter accepted her money and turned to make your drink. “Thank you ma’am.”
“No problem.” She gave her order and the two of you stood there. You could tell she wanted to talk, you kept feeling her gaze linger and saw her mouth open a few times out the corner of your eye.
“Newborn pup.” It was so soft she had to lean closer to hear you. “Preemie.” She gave a soft ‘ahh’ and cautiously laid a hand on your arm.
“I hope all goes well..” What else was there to say? ‘It’ll be alright’? Cause it sure as hell wouldn’t be, not with a preemie this early.
The male behind the counter set your drink down and with shaky hands you accepted it, black coffee was awful but the stronger the better to keep you awake and focused. The female beside you blatantly cringed at the lack of sugar and creamer but kept her mouth shut.
“Would you care to talk about it? Maybe talking would help..? If it's not too personal to ask.” She quickly added.
Jerking your head over to the nearest empty table you sat down while she fixed her coffee and joined you. “Long story short, the pup wasn’t planned.. My boyfriend didn’t even know he was pregnant..”
She let out a soft surprised hiss. “Oh my.. I’m so sorry.”
“And what’s more is he doesn’t want to keep it. Though we have no clue if the pup will make it.. I haven’t been told anything yet..”
The woman choked on her drink and you frantically patted her back. “That’s so heartless?” She watched you gaze at your now untouched coffee and shifted. “What do you want to do?”
“If it lives I want to make what time I have with it special.. I’ve always wanted pups of my own, even if this little one was unplanned..” You choked back the oncoming tears at the thought of what you were about to say.
“Even if the pup only survives for a few days.. Hours even.. I want to be there.. I want to soak in every second I have with them..” Unable to hold the tears in they finally fell onto the table, her hand gently rubbing at your back. “Even if my boyfriend loathes me for it, I want the pup..”
Unsure of what to do she simply sat there continuing to rub at your back as you cried. And when you stopped she leaned her elbows into the table and exhaled. “If the pup is unlikely to live that long, I say do it..” You raised your head confused.
“Spend every second you can with the pup, soak it in.. he can be upset but he can’t hate you for spending time with the pup. I take it he’s here as well? If so maybe it’s best for the two of you to take some time apart?” She frowned and rubbed the back of her head. “Sorry I’m not really good at advice, especially with something like this..”
It wasn’t the best that’s for sure, but she had a point. “No you're right.. Maybe a break is for the best, just until the pup…” passes away. It hurt too much to finish the thought let alone the sentence but she nodded in understanding. “I’m sure he wouldn’t be too happy seeing me more focused on the pup then him right now, or smelling like it..”
“Pardon me but he sounds kind of like an asshole..”
A laugh tore itself from you, watery from crying. “Yeah he’s an asshole, but I love him and he’s not always like this.”
The conversation shifted to something lighter between the two of you before you got up. “I should head back, I’ve got to see if anyone has an update on the pup.”
She stood and threw away her empty cup before smiling. “I really hope things turn out okay.. Or as okay as they can be.” Her smile softened and you returned the somber smile before tossing your own cup in the trash.
“Either way it’ll be a mess.. But thank you for the coffee, and the talk.”
She waved her hand and gave a snort. “We’re in a hospital, it’d be inhuman of me to not reach out to someone who looks like they're hurting. I can’t fix the problem but if they need an ear or shoulder then I don’t mind it.”
You hummed, that was an interesting way to think about it. But something so simple could be so appreciated, hell you were thankful for the outside opinion.
On the way back to Katsuki’s room you passed the doctor and he rushed over. “Ah there you are!” You froze and he hunched over clearly out of breath. “The pup is in relatively stable condition and is the NICU, I meant to tell the two of you sooner but another person came in and --”
“It’s okay, I’m just glad the pup is okay..!” It was a long shot but.. “Can I see them..?”
He stood up right and adjusted his glasses. “I can take you there but at the moment you won’t be allowed inside, if things go well tomorrow morning you’ll be allowed to enter.” He turned to Katsuki’s room and pointed to the door. “Should we get --”
“No, let him rest.. He doesn’t want to see the pup anyways..” It felt like venom coming out, the doctor seemed startled and mildly confused before giving an ‘okay’ and started to lead you.
The two of you walked up to the glass window peeking into a room housing a single tiny baby in an incubator. “There she is..” He straightened up and smiled. “I won’t lie it’s incredibly amazing how much of a fighter she is.”
His words almost went completely ignored as your eyes locked onto the pup, your pup. Your little girl. Placing your hands on the glass separating you the doctor side eyed your suddenly shaky self. Expected and not uncommon by parents that come here.
“What’s her chance of survival?”
The doctor grimaced at the question, the part he hated the most. “Forty percent, but being here is the best chance of survival..” he paused. “Even if it’s only for a short time..”
Resting your forehead against the glass you found yourself unable to take your eyes off her. That tiny body hooked up to so many things, it hurt so much to see you almost found yourself looking away.
“Normally we wouldn’t let the parents in so soon.. But since she’s a special case right now.. We’ve decided to make the exception.” He adjusted his glasses again and you finally tore your gaze from her. “If you plan on staying the night we can alert you in the morning when you can come see her.”
The thought of having to sleep on the couch in Katsuki’s room had you groaning, but it beat having to go to an empty apartment. “Thank you doctor.”
He gave you the directions and room number for when you came back and you tucked the note away before heading back to Katsuki’s room.
The omega didn’t even bother to greet you when you came back, he was quietly watching tv and obviously ignoring you. “The pup is in NICU..” he hummed and you sat on the couch. “I’ll be able to see her tomorrow morning.” Katsuki hummed again, his hand twitching a few times on the remote.
Fuckin great, don’t know why you thought maybe hearing the pup was alive would change his mind at all. “I don’t know if the doctor called your mom or not, so I’m gonna deliver the news and take a shower.”
Katsuki finally looked at you but you looked to the floor. “Want me to come back afterwards or?”
“Yeah..”
You looked at the time, it was still early and you knew Katsuki wasn’t going to eat the hospital food. “Want me to pick you up something to eat?”
He snorted. “Sneaking in food? Fuck yeah, this hospital shit is garbage.”
“I’ll see if Mitsuki can whip something up then.” Katsuki wanted to argue that he didn’t want his old hag’s cooking, that he wanted yours instead and simply gave a grunt.
It felt too cold to just up and leave so to his surprise you gave him a kiss on the head, your hand cradling the back of his head. “Try not to drive the nurses wild, yeah?”
“No promises.” He snorted, tugging you in for a kiss you gladly returned.
Katsuki was reluctant to let you go when you pulled back, his fingers still curled around your shirt. It was obvious he didn’t want you to leave but as much as you loved him. A breather felt necessary, sure the chat with the woman over coffee was nice but you wanted out of the hospital and fresh air.
“Text me if you need anything while I’m out okay?” He grumbled out an ‘okay’ and you gathered yourself mentally to leave.
The drive to the Bakugou’s house was silent, allowing plenty of time to think things over. Maybe you could get someone else to stay with Katsuki when you decided to visit the pup. The pup, shit that’s right she needed a name. Was it fucked up to name her knowing she might not make it?
No, it’d be more fucked up if you didn’t name her and she actually survived long enough to leave the hospital. Katsuki probably wouldn’t be interested in picking a name, even so maybe later you’d extend the offer to be nice. If you named her without offering him input he might throw a fit, well his omega would at least.
As soon as you pulled up to the house a head poked out the main window. Masaru waved and you returned the gesture before getting out. Masaru was the first to the door and as soon as it was open Mitsuki practically knocked you over.
“What did that little shit do now?!”
Charming woman as always. You chuckled and gently pushed her back to step inside the house. “Nothing, I just came home to update you guys and maybe get a shower? I uh.. Didn’t want to go home..”
Masaru nodded, it probably would’ve felt uncomfortable to go back there at the moment. “I’m sure we have some spare clothes for you.”
“Update? On the idiot or..?” Mitsuki tugged you inside to sit down, clearly on edge at whatever update you had.
Masaru froze mid search of clothes and not so subtly scooted closer to hear. “It’s a girl.” You smiled and watched their faces light up. “Her chances of survival are still really small but they said because of it they made the exception to let me see her tomorrow morning.”
“That’s amazing!” The blonde threw her arms around you and gave a particularly tight squeeze. “You’ll have to send me pictures, I need to see my granddaughter.”
Granddaughter, right. It was possibly her only grandchild and she might not ever get the chance to see her in flesh. You nodded, a sincere smile plastered on your face. “Yeah, I’ll take a bunch of them. Gotta start that baby scrapbook early.”
Mitsuki’s expression shifted. Pulling away, she gave a slight nervous laugh. Wrong move on your part, shit. But was it wrong of you to wanna make one? If she really was going to be your only pup it only felt fair to take the memories and put them in one place to revisit over and over.
The omega gave a soft whine between the two of you, clearly not at ease with the sudden tension. “Here honey, go take a nice long shower. Use whatever you want.”
You accepted the clothes and stood, eager to escape the uncomfortable situation you created. “Oh that’s right, think you can whip up some food for me to take back to Katsuki?”
Mitsuki snorted and stood up. “Yeah, we both know that brat won’t eat hospital food. Spicy stuff probably wouldn’t be easy on him right now.” She grumbled to herself as the two of you parted ways.
The hot shower felt amazing, it didn’t do much to relieve the mental tension but for the muscles it did wonders. A glance at the clock in the bathroom told you it’d been long enough of you trying to drown out the world and get out already.
Dried and dressed you came downstairs to the scent of Mitsuki’s cooking and practically drooled. You couldn’t remember the last time you ate, everything before rushing to the hospital felt like a blur at that point.
“Bout time you came out, I figured you haven’t eaten either so I made enough for the two of you.” Mitsuki finished packing the bento’s and tied them up.
“Thanks Mitsuki.”
She scoffed and waved her hand in faux irritation. “I told you, call me mom. Even if things don’t work out between you and that idiot I call my son, you are always welcome here. And are always welcome to call me mom.”
Even if the two of you didn’t work out she was still allowing you to call her mom. Still allowing you to come to her if you needed help. Something about what she said made your chest ache, tears quickly pooling.
Masaru was the first to notice and placed a hand to your back. He had an inkling of what you might’ve been crying about, Mitsuki’s words carried a weight but also likely reminded you of your newborn daughter. The alpha panicked and pulled the two of you into a hug, allowing both of them to literally smother you in love. Their scents mix to create a cozy little safe place over you.
“Thank you.. It means so much..” You choked out, voice sore from crying throughout the day. Mitsuki had been the closest thing you had to a mother growing up. For some reason it only felt right naming your daughter after the woman.
The cryfest ended short and now that you were showered and had food, you left the two with promises of pictures first thing in the morning.
Fortunately the hospital let you bring the food in, Ground Zero such a regular that they already knew his disgust of the hospital food. After giving them the okay that there wasn’t anything that was unsafe for him to eat in his current state they sent you off without worry.
It was surprising to not see him wide awake waiting for your return. Katsuki was asleep on his side, with a spare pillow held against his stomach. The pose had you nearly dropping the bento, Katsuki never slept like that. Omega’s only usually slept like that when they were pregnant. Did his omega still think he was pregnant?
Bento set aside and forgotten, you placed a hand to his hair, gently brushing the untamed strands out of his face. His head nuzzled against your hand, likely sensing your presence and scent. When he woke should you question it? Something told you not to, Katsuki would be pissed.
You leaned forward, placing a kiss to his head, voice soft as you spoke. “Omega?” Katsuki shifted slightly as if part of him was suddenly awake. If he was aware of what you were going to do he’d skin you alive. Taking advantage of him like this without his permission. “What’s here?” Hand placed on his that lied against the pillow.
Katsuki whined, hand rubbing the pillow. “Pup..” he mumbled.
It felt like someone took a bat to your stomach. His omega thought he was still pregnant. Which suddenly meant a whole new issue brought to light. If his omega thought he was still pregnant and found out he wasn’t it’d cause ten times as much stress to the omega. You couldn’t fault Katsuki for not wanting a pup, but his inner omega would cry, ache and throw a fit at the whole thing.
With newfound knowledge you quietly let him sleep and left to tell the doctor of your findings. As to which he said shouldn’t be a problem, since he was out when the pup was removed his inner omega hadn’t had time to process it. The only side effect would be depression, omega thoughts of being possibly defective or that they did something wrong.
“Usually reassurance is all they need, I presume Mr Bakugou will be very emotional.” He cleared his throat. “Um, more than normal..”
Here you were back in his room and gently petting his hair and cheek. “Wake up, I brought dinner.” The omega grumbled and rolled onto his back with a hiss of pain. You set the pillow behind him to help him get comfortable. “Hungry?”
“Fuck yeah.” He rubbed the sleep from his eyes and the two of you sat in silence while eating.
“Hey babe?” He grunted, mouth full of food. “I thought about names for the pup..” Katsuki froze mid chew before continuing. “I know you probably don’t want to be part of naming her but.. I thought we could name her after your mom?”
Katsuki’s fingers picked at the fabric around the bento, you could tell his brain was working in overdrive to process the information. “I guess.”
A shaky exhale left you, okay that went smooth. Better than you thought, part of you expected him to complain about not needing to name her. Maybe he was starting to come around to the idea of a pup? Or was he intentionally keeping his guard up not wanting to get attached if she didn’t make it?
When the two of you finished eating you set the bento aside. Katsuki insisted on you sleeping with him instead of that god awful couch. “Idiot your hurt I’m not about to make it worse.” The blonde’s shoulders dropped, he was giving you that cheap omega pout that you couldn’t deny. “Fuck.. No.. I’ll stay here until you pass out but then I’m moving to the couch. Take it or leave it babe.”
Katsuki scoffed, usually that worked. “Fuckin fine.. Dumbass you won’t hurt me.” Just to prove a point you carefully poked at his side causing him to flinch and slap your hand. “Don’t you dare say anything..”
He lied back, flipping through channels as you turned off the light and closed the blinds. Plopping down beside him he set the remote aside and you reluctantly got in the bed with him. Careful of the IV and his injury.
Morning came and found you with the stiffest neck pain. Katsuki had fallen asleep and to your word you tried to move to the couch, he didn’t like that. Half asleep Katsuki threw a temper tantrum of all things, demanding you stay in bed with him. Katsuki never threw childish temper tantrums like this which only caused slight alarm, resulting in you simply staying there with him.
Neck pain aside, you finally managed to slip out of the bed, shortly after one of the nurses entered and smiled seeing you awake. “Good morning, I’m just here to check up on Mr Bakugou.” he smiled and further stepped into the room.
“Morning..” You moved from the bed and stretched, a few pops echoing in the quiet room. “Oh man that felt so good..”
The nurse chuckled and you turned to them with a smile. “He insisted I sleep with him.” you clarified.
“I thought so, I’m not surprised.” He hummed. “Oh that’s right, the doctor told me you could head over to the NICU.”
Well if you weren’t awake before you were now, that news was better than coffee. “I-I can?”
The nurse saw you glance at the omega and he tugged you towards the door quietly. “When he wakes I’ll let him know where you are.”
Unfortunately you knew Katsuki better and that would only upset him that you left without a word. But your daughter was suddenly top priority. “Yeah, okay thank you.”
Leaving the room you dug around for the paper the doctor gave you, following the instructions to the area from last time. The woman behind the counter called another nurse over and from there they got you into her room.
“If you want to touch her you’ll have to wash your hands, every time. Don’t touch anything else.” She explained. “I’m sure I don’t need to tell you this, but her immune system is very weak. We can’t risk hav--”
“I know. I know.” You chewed at your lip nervously, excited to finally see her first hand. The woman smiled noticing the excited shift in your scent and gave you a rundown on how to properly wash your hands and approach her.
“Just be careful is all. I’ll be right outside the room if you need me. Okay?”
Yes, yes move lady my daughter is finally within reach! The nurse left and you washed your hands thoroughly before moving to the incubator. Mitsuki was fast asleep, her tiny chest going up and down. “That’s good..” It was muttered to nobody but yourself, a reminder she was indeed alive.
Your dominant hand slipped through one of the holes, gently placing your finger into her incredibly tiny hand. Her fingers curled together around the digit, tiny head moving and little legs giving a tiny kick. Tears quickly rose and you gave a soft watery laugh. “Feisty little girl, definitely like your mama and grandma.”
Standing there for a solid thirty minutes you simply soaked up the skin contact, watching her chest rise and fall, the occasional leg kick. The moment she made a noise you cooed, face practically pressed against the plastic of the incubator. A sound of the door opening was heard but you paid no mind, likely already knowing who it was.
“You should sit.” She hummed and moved a chair over so you could at least rest your legs. “Your first?”
“Yeah.. a complete unknown accident.” Sitting down you allowed your cheek to rest against your arm, hand still inside and holding her tiny hand.
“Congratulations.” The woman smiled and stepped closer. “Would you like a photo for your significant other?”
Shit that’s right Mitsuki wanted pictures. “Yeah actually, I promised my mom I’d send her some of the baby. It’s okay if I take a few photos of her?”
“Sure. Just remember to wash your hands before touching her again.” You opened the camera on your phone and handed it to the woman who took a few pictures of Mitsuki and you. She returned the phone and you stood to take a few pictures of her close up. “I’ll get you something to drink, I suspect you’ll be here awhile.” she chuckled.
Damn straight, you were going to soak up every damn second with your daughter. You sent a bunch of pictures to Mitsuki with the message “Say hello to your granddaughter, Mitsuki. She’s a feisty fighter just like you mom.”
Tucking the phone aside you thought about sending Katsuki a picture. Was he awake? If he was he’d probably text you, unless he was mad you ditched him. You pulled the phone back out and sent one of the better angled photos to Katsuki with the text “I wasn’t sure if you wanted to see her or not, but Mitsuki definitely has that feisty Bakugou gene.”
If he actually cared deep down it might’ve cheered him up to see her okay, worst he could do was ignore it and pretend he never saw it when you spoke to him. The thought hurt but he was the last thing on your mind at the moment.
Speaking of your daughter, if she pulled through and was able to leave the hospital what were you going to do? Katsuki expressed not wanting to keep her, as if she was a pet. Did that mean you’d have to break up with him? You had no desire to hand her over to anyone.
For the first time you let go of her hand and stepped out of the room to talk to someone. “Excuse me?” The nurse from before turned and gave you a smile. “I know it was supposed to be only me allowed but… would it be okay if I had my parents come see her? They don’t have to come in, at least not at the same time I just… really want them to see her..”
The woman bit her lip, you could tell she wanted to say no but struggled. “I can see what the doctor says.. They can come for sure and watch from outside, but to come in I..”
“They can come one at a time with me, just for a little bit.. Please?” You knew throwing in a puppy dog expression wouldn’t work, but on all honesty you were begging. Even just for a few minutes you wanted Mitsuki and Masaru to see their grandbaby.
The woman groaned and rubbed her head, you hadn’t even realized you were releasing an anxious scent and she took pity on you. “Fine, one at a time with you.. And not for long.” She sighed.
“Thank you so much!” Without wasting a second you called Masaru and told them to come in.
Mitsuki was borderline in tears when you met up with them and led them to the room. The two stood on either side of you, clearly choked up at the sight. A mix of heartbreak from seeing such a tiny body in that little incubator fighting to live, but also at seeing their first and likely only grandchild they’d ever have.
“Did you really name her after me?” She choked out and you nodded. “I can’t believe that brat let you.” Right.. The blonde bit her tongue and placed a hand on your shoulder. “I wanna see her first!”
A chuckle slipped out at her sudden youthful excitement. “Okay. One at a time, let's get you washed up.” She followed you inside and did as instructed, without the hesitation you initially had she went straight for taking little Mitsuki’s hand.
“She’s so cute.. I knew that little brat would make cute babies.” She joked. You rolled your eyes and stood beside her, your own hand entering to gently thumb over your daughter’s tiny bare foot. The two of you chatted and you took several photos of her with the baby before she swapped out to allow Masaru to enter.
The moment he touched her hand he teared up. “I remember when Katsuki was this small.. Well not this tiny.. But I remember when he was just a little pup..” You threw your arms around Masaru in a hug and watched him choke back his tears. “I didn’t want to ask when my wife was around but.. What do you plan on doing if she makes it out of the hospital?”
Good question. You had no desire to give her up, but you also didn’t want to break up with Katsuki. If he still wanted the two of you to be together but had no part in his own daughter's life well, part of that pissed you off. It felt hard to take the relationship with him seriously if he was just going to pretend the child didn’t exist.
“You know..” Masaru pulled his hand from the pups and placed it on your arm. “No matter what happens with Katsuki, we’ll still be there to support you and Mitsuki. Foolish son aside, you are family too.”
Now it was your turn to choke back the tears, damn this whole Bakugou family making you feel new things. Everything was so different before these three. “Thanks dad.” Masaru hugged you and the two of you left for the alpha outside the room.
“I’m sure Katsuki’s awake now, do you guys wanna see him?” After a quick glance at the clock it was approaching eleven, he was probably awake and upset given he saw your text but didn’t reply.
“Hell yeah, did you show Katsuki those pictures? There’s no way he could turn down his own kid after seeing how cute she is!” You nodded and Mitsuki crossed her arms as the three of you walked. She still was pissed off and it was obvious she planned to throw how cute the pup was in his face when they got there. Knowing Katsuki would possibly get upset that his parents got to see the pup in person before him.
The three of you entered the room and of course Katsuki was wide awake and grumpy as usual. And his eyes looked watery, red as if he was crying. What could he have been crying about? Was it because you left without saying anything? “The hell are they doing here?”
“We came to see our granddaughter, decided to check up on our dumbass son while we were at it.” Mitsuki snorted.
Masaru and you shared a glance before he put a hand on her shoulder, you doing the same to Katsuki. The two went silent and turned their glares away from one another. The four of you sat in silence, maybe bringing them up was a mistake.
Katsuki fiddled with his phone, angling it as if whatever he was trying to look at was a secret. “You okay?” You mumbled. He nodded and put his phone face down before pulling you closer to lean against.
Your hand found home in his hair and scratched at his head, he wouldn’t be in the hospital much longer. He was probably ready to leave and get back into hero duties even though you knew he was given off time.
Mitsuki exhaled and finally asked the question you’d been too terrified to. “So what do you two plan on doing if Mitsuki makes it and gets to come home?”