Bakudeku
Omegaverse
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Izuku is sure there is something wrong with him. In a lot of ways, and he seems to only be getting worse.

He presented as an Alpha, strong and capable. A dominant figure. He has an extremely powerful quirk - even though it had been given to him rather than having been born with it. His instincts are to protect and provide.

Izuku had always wanted a family. He knew that hero life would make family life very difficult, but he felt with the right mate, things could work.

The issue being, find the right mate.

Izuku's dating life really struggled. He had dated a few Omegas here and there, spent a few heats with them... But nothing was ever quite right and few of them could handle his hero work.

Then Katsuki Bakugou returned from his two-year-long mission.

When Izuku debuted as a hero immediately after graduating U.A., Katsuki had chosen to go on an underground mission in the Americas. Due to the mission, the two heroes lost touch.

Izuku always hoped they'd reconnect once Katsuki returned, seeing as they had become great friends during their highschool years. In a way, Izuku found himself relying on Katsuki's presence.

Although, he hadn't been prepared for when Katsuki actually did return.

Yes, Katsuki had always been incredibly attractive with a wonderful, alluring scent. Being an Enigma, people gravitated towards him. The most powerful of the secondary genders. The rarest as well.

Izuku first heard from the television at his agency that Katsuki had returned from the successful mission. When he looked to the tv and saw his old childhood friend, he swore the breath in his lungs was stolen.

Katsuki was stunning. Sharp jawline, undercut with his bangs swept out of his face, scar running from his temple to his jaw - and Izuku wondered if there were more underneath the black longsleeve he wore. Broader shoulders, defined chest and arms - it was all Izuku could do not to drool.

The young hero had to shake himself and force his eyes from the screen. Maybe he'll call Katsuki after he gets off the clock.

Or maybe Katsuki will do the very cliché thing and be waiting outside Izuku's office in an almost loose hoodie, leaned against a lamppost. When their eyes met, Katsuki's smirk made Izuku's heart lurch into his throat and his cheeks redden.

"Still a nerd?"

Oh, God... And to hear that rough voice again. Izuku nearly melted like putty.

When catching up, Izuku never asked if Katsuki had any partners. No, just the thought of Katsuki with someone else caused a twinge in his chest.

He shouldn't feel that way, though. No, he's an Alpha. He's supposed to have an Omega mate. Katsuki, too.

However, after several weeks of hanging out and making up for lost time, Katsuki kissed him.

Unashamedly, no hesitation, grabbed Izuku's face mid-ramble and kissed him. The greenette was too frozen in shock to respond in any way. He couldn't return the kiss, nor pull away. Even when Katsuki pulled away, Izuku felt like he couldn't breathe. Could barely move.

Kisses got easier, though. For a while, Katsuki was always the one initiating the kisses. He'd sneak one in during a movie, he'd kiss Izuku to shut him up, he'd randomly take Izuku's hand and place his lips to his fingertips, his knuckles, his palms...

They had been fighting the first time Izuku initiated a kiss. It was also their first heated make-out and the first time Izuku tried to dominate Katsuki. While he did end up on top of Katsuki, growling and pinning him, the smirk on the Enigma's face gave away that he'd been allowed to pin the larger man. Izuku knew then, if he really wanted, Katsuki could have Izuku submitting like an Omega in heat.

Somehow, that thought excited him.

Because of that, Izuku tried to distance himself, letting himself become so busy with hero work he couldn't make any time for Katsuki.

He had climbed two entire ranks before Katsuki had enough.

"Did you break into my fucking apartment!?"

Katsuki scowled at him, arms folded as he clouched on the sofa. "You've been avoiding me."

"Katsuki! You broke in!"

"The porch door wasn't locked."

"Doesn't give you the right to just waltz in!"

Katsuki huffed and stood. "You didn't mind it a couple months back. What the fuck happened? Why are you avoiding me? Why are you ignoring my texts?"

Izuku swallowed hard, standing tall and jaw tensed. "I'm not-"

"You are." Katsuki's growl rolled deep like thunder as he stomped over to tower above the Alpha. Izuku shuddered, Katsuki's scent nearly overpowering him. "Why?" There was no way Izuku could ignore the demand.

"I'm an Alpha..." His voice came out much weaker than he'd intended. Always so weak when it comes to Katsuki. "We can't... We should be courting Omegas, not... Not what we were doing."

Katsuki's scowl fell, his scent softening. "Deku..."

Izuku looked away, licking his lips. "We'll always be fighting each other for dominance... How can we be happy if it's always a power struggle?"

The blond grabbed Izuku's shoulders to pull him into an embrace. "You need to fucking talk to me, stupid... We definitely aren't going to be able to figure our shit out if you bottle up shit and I get pissed off because I don't know what's wrong."

The younger smiled, closing his eyes. "Okay... I'll talk to you more... But, that doesn't answer my question."

"What kind of answer do you want?"

Izuku looked up to him. "Any answer I can get."

Katsuki cupped the nape of Izuku's neck, pulling him closer. "Trust me?"

Is that even a question?

"Always..."

From there it was a whirlwind. Izuku got swept up and before he knew it, he was pressed into his bed, completely bare, and beneath Katsuki. His Alphan instincts kicked in full force, hissing and growling, fighting the dominance Katsuki displayed.

But the Enigma was stronger. Stronger scent, stronger growl. Stronger commands.

Izuku almost used One For All, it sparking in his veins, and he would have if it hadn't been for Katsuki biting hard on his neck, puncturing his scent gland, marking them as mates, forcing Izuku's body into complete submission.

When he woke the next morning, he was a little groggy, hips sore and neck a dull ache. Izuku winced when he touched the new mark.

Though, when he looked to the slumbering man beside him, it all felt right. Like the last piece of a puzzle, popping easily into place.

From there, things got easier. So much easier. Too easy. All Izuku had to do when they were alone was just give all control, all worries over to Katsuki... His mate.

His Alpha instincts rarely ever kicked in anymore with Katsuki. Even after a year, being Katsuki's mate was still the best thing to have ever happened to Izuku...

Even if there were times Katsuki struggled to keep his hands to himself.

Like now...

Izuku grasped his desk tightly, thanking God it was late and they were the last two in the building.

"Fuck- fuck-!" He gasped, tears in his eyes, Katsuki keeping him pinned down, growling deeply as he thrust harshly into his mate.

He didn't know what it was about these last few days, but they just can't seem to separate themselves. Fucking constantly, Katsuki randomly scenting him, Izuku feeling the weird need to deepen their bedding. God, and the sex was amazing.

Not that it wasn't before, but Izuku hasn't felt the need to fight Katsuki in a while, making sex so much better. He feels the pleasure so much more intensely. He only wanted for more, excitement trilling inside him at the possessive growl rumbling in his lover's chest.

"Kacchan!" Drooling and gasping, Izuku nearly splintered his desk as Katsuki grasped his cock and stroked quickly. He can't hold it. Too much, too hot, too intense! Katsuki is giving him his all and Izuku feels as if everything is aflame. His moans came out choked, eyes rolling back as his hips jerked hard, body spasming with the hardest orgasm ripping throughout his body. He lost all sense for just a few moments, long enough that when he came to, Katsuki was locked inside, teeth bared over Izuku's neck as he panted heavily.

The Alpha shuddered, eyes fluttering closed. "You really... couldn't wait until we got home..?" He was so breathless. His question didn't sound as reprimanding as he had intended.

Katsuki chuckled deeply, voice husky against the shell of his mate's ear. "You're too Goddamn irresistible. I don't know if I can even wait to get you home for a second round."

Oh God, the thought of a second round sent a trill of excitement up Izuku's spine. Damn, he's just as horny as his insatiable mate. He could feel Katsuki's grin as lingering kisses were pressed to his shoulders and the nape of his neck.

"When my knot goes down, I'll fuck you so hard you'll forget your name-"

Even as he whined with arousal, Izuku gently pushed his mate back. "Sounds amazing, but you have closing up to do in your own office. You haven't even finished your reports from the weekend."

The Enigma growled and huffed, slumping over Izuku. "Fuck you, reminding me to be responsible." His arms looped around Izuku, his mate smiling fondly and patting his arm. "Fine. Just don't be asleep when I get home, alright? I'll feel guilty if I have to wake you for a fuck."

"Damn, if you didn't always insist on buying dinner, I'd think you were only with me for the sex," Izuku teased with a light elbow back into Katsuki.

Laughing softly, Katsuki nosed at Izuku's hair. It was neat today, actually. Done up nicely until Katsuki locked them in the office and messed him up all over. Shit, looks like he even tore Izuku's belt. "Sex is great, but the best part is the holding you bit. Just basking in your presence. I love how strong your scent gets, too. So intoxicating. I got addicted." For emphasis, he buried his nose in the crook of Izuku's neck, right by his scent gland and inhaled deeply. He sighed, Izuku humming as he reached back to tangle his fingers in Katsuki's hair.

Both stay still, bent over Izuku's desk until Katsuki's knot deflated and he was able to pull out of Izuku. They got dressed, left the building hand-in-hand and said a quick farewell.

Izuku made his way home, heating up a quick meal. He groaned softly about halfway through, muttering to himself about how hot the apartment was getting. He could feel the flush in his cheeks, the sweat building up on his skin. When he stood, he swayed, head spinning for a moment.

He made his way to the thermostat, confused to see that the temperature remained at what it had been set to that morning. Normally he rather enjoys this temperature and it definitely is not high enough for him to be so hot. Still, he turns it down.

Then he realized the place didn't smell enough like himself. He whined, rubbing against the walls, the sofa, grabbed linen and scented those as well.

Izuku stumbled into his room, panting and whimpering, need stirring in his gut. The scent of Katsuki in his nest nearly had him sobbing in desire. He crawled in, stripping his clothes and gasping, each soft touch of his own trembling hands and of the fabrics that smelled of his mate had shocks rippling through his body.

Maybe he shouldn't have sent Katsuki off. That was a terrible idea, what was he thinking? If he hadn't made Katsuki finish his reports, he'd have his mate's cock filling him up deliciously.

He whimpered, brows knitted together as two of his fingers sank into his hole. His teeth pulled his lip in, eyelids fluttering as he stroked his surprisingly slick walls. Must be from not having cleaned himself properly after their rough intercourse in his office.

He should have showered.

No, he didn't like the thought of cleaning Katsuki off of him.

Izuku writhed in his poor nest, moaning, whimpering sobbing. His fingers aren't enough. Not even close. God, it hurts, this terrible craving for his mate.

He scrambled, vision bleary with tears as he grabbed his pants from the floor, nearly ripping them to shreds in his haste to get to his phone. His hands trembled terribly, it took way to long to pull up his mate's contact.

Two rings was far to long. He had his fingers back inside him in a poor attempt to satisfy the burning that just kept building.

"Hey, I'm almost done. I've just got a couple more emails-"

A throaty whine, unlike any he's ever made before escapes him, interrupting the blond. "Fuck- I don't- I can't wait-" his own ragged, heavy breathing made it difficult for him to talk. He fell back into the nest, three fingers thrusting and curling inside him. "K- Kacchan! Need my mate!"

Katsuki was so silent on the other line Izuku feared he had hung up. "Izuku..?" He finally spoke, voice deep. Izuku shuddered, eyes rolling as the single word had affected him so deeply. "What's going on..?"

"So hot!" Izuku gasped, phone slipping out of his hand to the sheets so he can grasp his weeping cock, pumping in time with his fingers. "Nothing I do helps! Oh, fuck! I need your knot!" His back arched off the bed, tears in his eyes.

Despite how far off Katsuki's growl sounded, Izuku felt his gut stirring in more heat, more excitement.

"Fuck, I should have just gone home-" Izuku barely registered the sound of paper and Katsuku slamming a laptop shut. "I'll be there soo-"

The line cut out as Izuku tossed his head to the side, cheek hitting his phone and accidentally hanging up on his mate.

He whimpered, nosing pathetically at his phone, desperate to hear his mate again. His voice provided just the littlest relief, but now he was aflame once again. A squirming, moaning ball of raging desire unlike anything he's ever felt before.

Every touch and every movement is so intense, yet it still isn't enough. The thrusting of his fingers and jerking on his cock seemed futile. It seemed to only get him further and further away from sweet release.

Until thick caramel and campfire smoke burned his nose, pouring deep inside his lungs. Izuku's nostrils flared, opening his mouth to taste the scent of his mate.

"Izuku..." just hearing his name on the Enigma's tongue, growled out rough and low, had Izuku dropping his head back and exposing his neck, moaning and shivering in delight.

"K-Katsuki-" Izuku released himself, shaking terribly as he reached out to his mate.

"I thought you had been attacked," Katsuki huffed, stripping his shirt as he strided to their bed. "Is this a quirk? What happened?"

Izuku slipped before stabilizing himself on his knees, pulling at Katsuki's belt and litering wet, open kisses to Katsuki's abdomen. "Don't know... Need you, please," He's never begged before. In all their time together, not once had he begged for Katsuki's cock.

Yet, as he pulled out that hardening length he craved, he found himself doing more than just beg. Without a single thought, he wrapped his lips around the reddened tip, startling his mate.

"Izuku-" Katsuki cut off with a hiss, dick being swallowed up by his mate, tongue flicking and swirling around his tip. He tangled his hands in curly green locks, pulling him off. He almost put Izuku right back on when his mate let out a whimper. "'Not a quirk' my ass. Who did this? How can I make it stop?"

The greenette crooned as thumbs swiped tenderly under his eyes. His mate is so caring and protective. "I'm all stretched for your knot, Kacchan."

Katsuki bit back a predatory growl. Izuku was too much right now. That sweet, innocent face saying those dirty words combined with his heady sweet apple scent.

Alright. Fuck his mate senseless, then try to figure out what kind of quirk he was hit with.

Hopefully the affects will be remedied by fucking him.

Izuku gasped and grinned as Katsuki pushed him back onto the bed. He flipped himself back over, chest to the mattress, ass in the air.

"Ahh, fuck." Katsuki's chest rumbled possessively at the sight of his mate presenting to him, so eager and unprompted. He might thank whoever did this before beating them to a pulp.

He climbed onto their bed, grasping Izuku's hips. God, it's almost like he's in heat. Must be an incredible quirk to turn such a powerful Alpha like Izuku into this needy, heated mess.

Izuku moaned in delight, toes curling and fingers tightening into the sheets as Katsuki's cock pressed inside him, stretching his walls to exactly how they should be. It felt so perfect, like he was made exactly to be Katsuki's mate. They fit together like intricate puzzle pieces.

Katsuki started rough, hard, fingers digging deep into Izuku's flesh. Izuku's back arched, eyes rolling back as he gasped. "Oh, yes-!"

His mate filling him up just right, fucking him, giving him exactly what his body craves so desperately.

Izuku didn't bother trying to conceal his sounds like he normally did. He was loud. Babbling and crying in the intense pleasure, getting louder as his mate got rougher. He could feel it all, each nerve being struck, each twitch and pulse, each slight tilt of Katsuki's thrusts as he hunched more over the greenette.

The coil in his gut tightened, tears stinging his eyes and wetting the bedding as well as his drool as he bit into a pillow. Izuku braced against the headboard as it slammed into the wall with each powerful thrust, muffled sounds high-pitched and breathy.

His pleasure only intensified so much more as he could feel Katsuki's knot struggling to pull out of him. He's so swollen, so thick-

"Yes, yes, yes!" He released the pillow, turning his head to look back at Katsuki. "Knot me! Fuck- knot me!"

The Enigma snarled, snapping his jaw. Izuku cried, reaching back to grab onto his mate. It's so much. Too much. Too good, too amazing-

Izuku's head snapped back, sounds strangled and sharp as Katsuki's knot locked in place, inducing such an intense orgasm to rip throughout Izuku's entire body, trembling and twitching until he dropped lax onto the bed, only his hips up because of Katsuki. He panted heavily, eyes hazy as he drifted in his own subspace. He reveled in the feeling of Katsuki pumping him full of cum, a feeling he hadn't been accustomed to until now.

Then he realized, he came without any attention to his own dick. That's never happened before either.

Tonight was a night full of firsts, he supposes.

A low, broken purr rolled in his chest as his eyes fluttered closed, relaxing more as little kisses pressed to his nape and upper back. Hands caressed his waist and hips, silently praising him.

It was so easy to drift to sleep, exhausted and surrounded by his mate and his scent.

~

Izuku shifted and hummed, waking with a sigh. The milky light of dawn poured into his bedroom and pooled on the floor. He stretched and winced, reaching down to rub his hips. Katsuki had quite the grip on him the night before.

Speaking of... Izuku twisted and smiled, Katsuki sleeping soundly behind him.

Izuku hummed and sat up, shuddering as the cold air hit his skin. He should have turned the thermostat back up.

Katsuki huffed and rolled onto his back, eyes cracking open. "Morning..."

God, his morning voice. Izuku chuckled and leaned back over, kissing Katsuki's cheek. "Good morning, Kacchan."

"How are you feeling?"

"Cold. I'm turning the heat back on." Izuku stood, grabbing a pair of joggers and pulling them on.

Katsuki huffed and propped himself up on his elbows. "You know what I mean, Dumbass."

Pursing his lips, Izuku searched for a shirt. "Well... I don't feel it. It's gone, I guess."

"And you have no idea who could have hit you with that kind of quirk?"

Izuku sighed, finally picking a shirt. While he is sure he hadn't been hit with a quirk, he also has no other explanation of what happened to him the night before. "No. If it was a quirk, it has very delayed affects. I was fine until I had started eating. At first, I was really warm, so I turned down the a/c. Then, I... I felt like the place didn't smell enough like me, so I scented it and I went to bed and... I needed you. It's a little fuzzy..."

The blond hummed, sitting up. "And you're sure you don't feel it anymore."

"Yes," Izuku laughed softly, leaning over to peck Katsuki's lips. "Little sad, though. Probably the best sex I've ever had."

Katsuki snorted and growled lowly. "If you weren't sneaking off to work, I'd do it again. No quirk needed."

The greenette almost giggled. He just shook his head, grabbing a hoodie and a pair of socks. "I'll see you tonight, Kacchan."

~

Life continued on as normal. Well, mostly. Izuku still fretted about his nest and needed the apartment to smell more like the both of them, but otherwise normal.

Until Izuku got sick.

Katsuki sighed as he forced himself out of bed, following Izuku to the bathroom.

"Izuku... really, you need to go to the doctor."

The greenette spit out what vomit remained in his mouth and sighed, slumping over. "Just to get told I have a nasty stomach bug? No thanks."

Katsuki scowled, rubbing his mate's back. "That nasty stomach bug has been keeping you down for over a week now, dumbass. Let's get you to the damn doctor and get you some real medicine."

Izuku huffed and pouted, bottom lip sticking out. "Just one more day... if I'm not better tomorrow morning, I'll go. I promise."

The blond glared down at the greenette as he pulled him into his chest. "Fine, brat. If you're still hacking up your stomach tomorrow morning, I'm dragging your ass to the doctor."

Chuckling, Izuku let himself sink into his mate's warmth, closing his eyes. "Alright."

~

Izuku slouched in his chair, staring at the coffee cup. He had taken one sip and nearly vomited again, so he opted to just stare sadly at it instead as he waited.

"Ahh, sorry I'm late!" Ochako came up behind, hugging his shoulders tightly. Izuku laughed, patting her arm before she let him go. "I woke up late again!"

"That's alright, Chako." Izuku smiled fondly as his friend sat beside him. She truly was one of his greatest friends, sticking by him all this time. He did feel terrible about not being completely honest with her about his and Katsuki's relationship. No one knew, really.

An Alpha, the number one Hero, mated to an Enigma? Gosh, the slander he'd receive. And he didn't even want to risk what his friends would think of him.

"So, what's new? Other than your stupid sick spell?" Ochako took his cup from him and started to sip from it herself. He wanted to take it back, but he also knew he wouldn't be drinking anymore.

"I've just never been sick like this, Chako." He carded his fingers through his hair. "It comes first thing in the morning, just throwing everything up, it'll go away, then sometimes right after dinner, I'll throw up again. Some things don't taste right, and I actually noticed yesterday that I'm swollen."

The brunette perked up, eyes brows raised and eyes wide. "Swollen?"

Izuku sighed, turning his hand. "Yeah. My hands and feet. And I also feel bloated."

She then snickered, elbows on the table as she leaned forward. "Had any cravings?"

He blinked and looked to her, then tilted his head. "Yeah, actually. I ate half a jar of pickles yesterday, then chocolate ice cream. I don't usually eat chocolate ice cream, but I really wanted it yesterday. Had two bowls."

The Beta girl laughed, resting her chin in her palm. "Gosh, Deku. If I didn't know any better, I'd say you're pregnant."

Izuku stared at her for a few moments, then laughed, folding him arms. "Ochako, I'm an Alpha. That's probably the most impossible thing."

She shrugged with a grin. "And you're the only person I know that makes impossible things possible, dork." She took another sip.

Ochako was well-meaning and teasing, yet he shivered and felt a cold pit sink in his gut.

He's an Alpha. He can't get pregnant.

"You don't have a mate anyway, so it's doubly impossible," she mused, setting his cup back down in front of him. "Maybe even you can't make doubly impossible things possible. Have you been to the doctor yet?" Izuku just shook his head, fingers slowly digging into his biceps. "I'm sure they'll be able to get you over this."

Izuku swallowed thickly. "Yeah. I hope so."

~

It was stupid, and he felt like so small and utterly embarrassed purchasing several pregnancy tests from the drug store on his way back home.

He had to convince himself to do the tests once he got home, after nursing a cup of hot coffee for a few minutes.

Izuku took the tests and set them on a towel on the edge of the tub, walking out to wait for the results. As he waited, he started to research. For what, he's not one hundred percent sure. How he could be pregnant? That is, if he was.

"'Theory of Bitching'?" Izuku scrunched his nose as he read the old article title. The article had been written maybe three years previous and he's not even sure why he clicked on it.

'The subgender Enigma is the rarest of the subgenders, as you may already know. Not much is known of the capabilities of the Enigma, however, there are many running theories. Such as, the Theory of Bitching. I will get a little more in depth about that in just a moment.

'Now, Enigma's typically mate with someone they view as on their level. Someone who is strong and capable. Typically female Alphas and female Prime Alphas, female Betas, and either male or female Prime Omegas. Rarely is an Enigma mated with an Omega or a male Alpha, Prime Alpha, or male Beta.

'Enigmas are born primarily from two Alpha parents, or an Alpha and an Enigma parents. Yes, Prime Alphas as well, and even a Prime Omega and Enigma. However, if a Beta or an Omega is a parent, the pup cannot be born an Enigma.

'Enigmas are the only Subgender that can make all other subgenders submit to them. Even Prime Alphas and Prime Omegas. This is where the Theory of Bitching comes in.

'The first possible case may date back to medieval times, when a King, recorded to have been an Alpha, was overthrown by a tyrant so powerful, it was said that even his scent had anyone in the vicinity dropping to their knees. It was believed this man was an Enigma.

'Now, while it has not been proven these records are from the King, but there are journal records of sexual abuse this man had gone through at the hands of this Tyrant and, as quoted from the records, 'been forced to take his seed, unnatural and depraved, I am nothing but a wench to him when I myself once held that power he stole from my grasp. ... He visits everyday, I am shackled and guarded so I am unable to take my own life. ... He forces me to eat, keeps me alive for his own sick fantasies- ... and now I grow and I am afraid as he caresses my stomach so tenderly- ... I fear I have a Demon's spawn sprouting inside me.' Just a few excerpts loosely translated from the journal found.'

Izuku swallowed, sitting on the edge of his bed, knuckles white as his hand tightened in a fist, other scrolling slowly to continue reading.

'There are few accounts similar to this, the most recent being from Great Britain only three hundred years ago. An Alphan boy, seventeen years of age at the time, had been taken from his home and was not found until, seven years later, he was found floating in a pond, discarded and dead maybe only one day, six months pregnant.

'His family claimed the body could not be his, despite the identification, because their missing son was an Alpha. He could not have been pregnant. It was confirmed the boy had been sexually assaulted over a long period of time, and it seemed as if this also was not his first pregnancy. He had ligature wounds on his wrists and ankles, sores on his cheeks from a binding around his mouth.

'It was claimed the boy was unknown, and the Alpha boy was still claimed as missing.

'However, there is a belief that an Enigma, given the time and consistency, can "bitch" a male Alpha, and possibly even male Betas, and impregnate them.

'It is unproven, due to lack of true evidence, but it is a working theory.'

Izuku stopped reading. He's not sure he can read anymore. His hands were trembling, eyes big.

Just a theory. It's just a stupid theory. Can't be true.

He swallowed hard, then turned to look into his bathroom. Izuku sat stiff as a board, slowly closing his lap top. He set it aside and hugged himself as he shuffled to his bathroom.

Izuku felt dizzy, like he was about to collapse. He hadn't even seen the results yet, but it still felt like a huge punch to the gut. He couldn't breathe properly. He felt tears stinging his eyes, teeth sinking so deep into his lip he could almost taste blood.

The greenette had to catch himself against the wall as he saw the results on each one of them.

Positive... Positive... Positive...

~

"I'm going to sound crazy," Izuku started once his doctor finally came in his room to see him.

He'd been sitting in the waiting room for fourty-five minutes, mind reeling with the tests in a baggie in his lap, followed by nervous fidgeting in an exam room for about another ten minutes. He'd just been festering in the knowledge that each test came back positive.

The doctor raised a brow at them, then chuckled and set his clipboard aside, sticking his hands in his pockets. "Try me."

Izuku swallowed hard and trembled as he held up the baggie. "I think I'm pregnant..."

His doctor blinked a few times. He took the baggie, studying Izuku carefully. "You're an Alpha," he stated more than asked.

"Yes, I know that." Izuku's jaw tensed, fingers curling into the edge of the bed.

The doctor opened the baggie and his brows furrowed as he looked at each test. "Positive... sir..." He now looked very concerned and met Izuku's eyes. "You should know that a positive pregnancy test for your gender and subgender means that-"

"In another circumstance, it could possibly mean cancer, yes, I know, I did a lot of research before coming here. However," Izuku swallowed hard, wringing his hands together, "I am mated to an Enigma... I have been bloating, my hands and feet have begun to swell, I experience morning sickness every morning and some evenings. I've been having cravings for food I don't normally eat, food I do normally like I can't stand the smell of, and..." His teeth grit together, tears in his eyes. "I did research on... on 'bitching.' I had a... a faux-heat about two months ago, which my mate spent with me. We thought I was hit by some kind of quirk because nothing else made any sense..."

Both men stared at each other. The doctor slowly licked his lips. "You want me to confirm a pregnancy?"

Izuku stayed quiet a few more moments, slouched forward. He felt so small and weak. "I don't know..."

"I can run some tests. Figure out what is going on. Bitching is only a theory. Not something that is confirmed. There is still a possibilty-"

"For cancer, yes. I know."

The doctor nodded. "I could do an ultrasound first. Search for anomalies before drawing blood."

Izuku's breath hitched. That did sound like the fastest way to find out... but he's not sure he wants to find out. If he does, it'll make it real.

However, it'll still be real, whether he knows it or not.

"Whatever you think is best..."

And that's how he wound up laying back on the partially propped bed, shirt up and cold gel being rubbed onto his lower abdomen. He even had to unbutton his jeans and lower them a bit.

God, he didn't know why this felt so humiliating.

He winced as the wand touched his belly. He couldn't look at the screen. He opted to stare at the ceiling, but he knew that wouldn't change the results.

"What the hell..?" At the doctor's bewildered gasp, Izuku nearly yanked his shirt back down and pushed him away.

Then the doctor pressed a button and a rhythmic beating filled his ears.

A heart beat. One not his own. Warbled, distorted, almost sounded like it echoed.

"Holy sh-" The Doctor cleared his throat. "How long ago did you say the faux-heat was?"

Izuku took a shuddering inhale, more tears pricking at his eyes. "Uhm... two months, just about."

"I'd say that's just about spot-on. That's about a... a six-to-eight week fetus. They've got a heartbeat."

He knows. He can hear it. He can feel it. It's rattling his very bones, shaking him to the core. His throat is constricted, head spinning with questions and screams and panic.

This isn't real. This is a dream. A weird, twisted dream, all because Ochako teased that he could be pregnant. He's just sick and taking a nap at home and soon his mate will come in and wake him up, feed him soup, rag on him for not going to the doctor-

"I know you only just... found out, but..." The doctor took the wand away, the beating stopping so abruptly it almost startled Izuku. "Do you have any plans? Do you wish to terminate? Do you want to follow through? You can absolutely go home and speak with your mate about this first."

Oh, God.

He has to tell Katsuki.

How does he tell Katsuki?

Hey, I know it's impossible, but you got me fucking pregnant. I have a literal fetus inside me now because of your stupid subgender secret superpower.

Everything sort of moved so slowly. He wasn't really processing either. As he moved and talked, he was on complete auto pilot. Before he knew it, he was standing in front of his apartment, holding an envelope with a positive pregnancy test and the ultrasound picture.

He could smell Katsuki inside.

Izuku jumped at a buzz from his pocket.

He pulled his phone out, wincing at all the notifications from Katsuki. He had been so engrossed in everything that he hadn't even realized his mate was trying to reach him.

God, Katsuki must be so freaked out.

Izuku inhaled deeply through his nose and pushed open his door.

Katsuki whipped around, having been pacing in the living area. "Izuku, Goddamnit!" He cleared the length between them in a heartbeat, grabbing Izuku's shoulders roughly. "Where in the hell have you been!? No one had fucking seen you since your breakfast with cheeks and no one could contact you- what the fuck happened!?"

Distress rolled off of his mate, making Izuku tear up all over again and reach out to Katsuki. The blond huffed, agitated, but he pulled his mate into a tight embrace and buried his face in Izuku's fluffy green curls. "You had me fucking worried..."

"I'm so sorry..." He couldn't help the way his voice broke, eyes pinching shut as he gripped Katsuki tightly. "I didn't mean to worry you..."

"Izuku, what is going on?" The older reached to shut the door and pulled back to cup Izuku's face. "What is it? What happened?"

He started tenderly wiping away tears Izuku didn't even realize had fallen.

Izuku can't talk. Can't form any words, even as he opens his mouth.

What does he say? How does he say it? God, how does he make it so Katsuki doesn't just laugh in his fucking face?

Well, Katsuki finally noticed the envelope. He took it carefully, it slipping easily from Izuku's grasp. He opened it too quickly, so easily, pulling out it's contents. Katsuki's brows pinched together, trying to make sense of the test and picture.

He then growled, Izuku gasping and flinching back as Katsuki's scent erupted and stung his nose, a sharp, furious and betrayed glare snapping his direction.

"You cheated!? You fucked some bitch!? Who is it!? Who did you fucking get pregnant!?"

Izuku yelped as Katsuki grabbed his jacket and yanked him closer so he couldn't shirk away from his powerful scent. Izuku's eyes pinched shut, head turned away as he grasped Katsuki's arms. "K-Kaccha-"

"Don't you fucking Kacchan me! How fucking long, hah!? Why did you do it? Because you couldn't be dominate with me, you had to fuck with some other bitch!? That it!?"

Sobbing, Izuku struggled in Katsuki's firm hold. "N-no-"

"Don't you fucking lie to me!"

"I'm not-!" Izuku barely had time to stutter before he was yanked closer. Katsuki's scent was so overwhelming as well as his surge of emotions, his mate yelling - so angry with him.

"If you wanted to leave so Goddamn bad, you could've had my fucking mark removed."

The thought of that nearly made Izuku vomit. God, he was already so sick. His stomach churned, head too light from his erratic breaths and entire body trembling like a leaf.

Finally, the only sound that came from Katsuki was his heavy breathing as he waited for a response.

Izuku nearly coughed as he attempted to swallow the lump in his throat. "I-I didn't, Kacchan," he whimpered, voice small and meek. "It's me... I'm... I'm pregnant..."

It was silent for a few moments, Katsuki's grip still firm on Izuku.

Finally, he huffed a small chuckle, then broke into a laugh. Deep and loud and definitely not a 'this-is-hilarious' laugh. It was angry.

Izuku gasped and whimpered as he was shoved against the wall, Katsuki sneering. "That is the most fucking pathetic lie I've heard in my entire fucking life, Deku. Want to fucking try again?"

His distress was so pungent, he could smell it himself. Yet, Katsuki was too furious to be affected at all. Izuku felt his breath catch in his throat, sobs choked out, tears making it absolutely impossible to see his mate. He's going to pass out. It's all too much. The new knowledge of having gotten pregnant, despite the fact that it should have been impossible due to his subgender, and his mate's suffocating rage pointed at him.

"Read the name on the ultrasound," he finally managed with a hiccup, lip trembling. "And the paper still in the envelope..."

Katsuki scoffed, but let him go with a shove. Izuku slid down the wall, hugging himself tightly as his mate stepped back to the dropped items. He grabbed the ultrasound picture, stared for a second, then snatched the envelope quickly and tore out the doctor's note inside. His red eyes scanned the paper repeatedly, it crinkling under his fatal grip.

Izuku's entire body shook with a horrible sob, hands in his hair.

"Oh my God..." Katsuki's hand ran down his face and he stumbled back into the counter. "Oh my God. Holy shit- what..? How did..?" He turned to his mate, quickly dropping the envelope and his scent changed from a mingle of distress, regret, and a poor attempt at soft and safe. He dropped down in front of Izuku and reached for him. "Fuck, Izuku, I'm so-"

Izuku shouted and shoved Katsuki's hand away as he was touched. He curled up tighter, arms curling around his head. "Stay away! Don't touch me!"

Katsuki's breathing quickened, hand frozen in the air. "Izuku-"

"Don't fucking touch me! Get away from me!"

Katsuki flinched back, breath catching in the back of his throat.

Izuku cried terribly, and Katsuki hated it. Hated that this was because of him, and he could do nothing to comfort his mate.

~

"Izuku! Open the door!" Katsuki tried not to growl at he pulled on the doorknob. "Damnit, you've been locked up since yesterday! Please, fucking let me in!"

He knew Izuku was in there still. He could smell his awful, rank distress.

Katsuki grit his teeth as he still got no response. "Izuku... fuck- please, I'm so sorry... you have to understand, I... what else was I supposed to think? How was I supposed to know, Izuku?"

Still no answer.

"Damnit," Katsuki hissed under his breath and hit the door. He inhaled deeply. "I need to leave... I have to work... can you please... please talk to me when I come home..?"

He knew he wouldn't receive a response, but it still hurt at the silence. Katsuki pushed away from their bedroom and grabbed his coat.

As he made his way down the stairs, he dialed a familiar number and held his phone to his ear as the line rang twice before his friend answered.

"Yo, Bakugou! What's up my man?"

"Meet me at the agency. I need to talk."

~

Katsuki felt bad the moment Eijirou hurried into his office. His hair wasn't done, not yet styled, and he was dressed in casual clothes. Katsuki completely forgot today was his day off.

"I got here as fast as I could! What happened? Is everything okay?" Eijirou shut the door behind him, striding to his friend quickly.

The blond sighed, slouching in his chair. He watched as Eijirou leaned against his desk, brows pinching in concern. "I need... I need help, Shitty hair."

Eijirou's eyes widened slightly, then he shifted closer. "Oh my God, it's worse than I thought." It wasn't a joke. Katsuki knew that. "What happened? How can I help?"

Katsuki inhaled deeply, shutting his laptop. "No one else knows, so... keep your mouth shut." The redhead nodded, pretending to zip his lips. "I... Izuku and I are mates..."

The redhead stared for several moments, then blinked slowly. "You're lying," he finally said, disbelief thick in his voice.

The Enigma huffed and pulled aside the collar of his shirt. Eijirou's eyes bulged and he jumped over, as if getting closer would make the mark disappear. "No shit! Goddamn!" Eijirou laughed, slapping Katsuki's shoulder. "How long, man?"

Katsuki frowned, fixing his shirt and glaring down at his desk. "More than a year... three months ago was a year."

"Wow, you two were fucking great at hiding it." Not really, everyone they hung out with was just oblivious as fuck and easy to sneak passed. "Okay, so... if you two have been - I assume - happily mated for more than a year, what's up? What do you need help with?"

Sighing again, Katsuki's hand carded through his hair. "So... I fucked up. I fucked up big and I don't know how to fix it."

Eijirou folded his arms, nodding slowly. "Alright. What happened?"

"Uhm..." Katsuki leaned back. "So, I... he's... pregnant..."

Eijirou's mouth fell open like he was going to speak, but no sound came out. He stared down at the blond, brows furrowed tightly. He leaned back, gaze flitting to the floor. He then looked back to Katsuki, searching for any sign that what he said was a joke.

"Oh... okay." He swallowed, rubbing his hands together. "But he's an Alpha..?"

"Yes, I know that." Katsuki's teeth grit together, jaw tensed.

Eijirou nodded. "Okay... so... did you know you could get him pregnant?"

"No. I had no idea."

"So it was an accident?"

"Obviously, Shitty hair."

The redhead nodded again, eyes narrowed as he thought. "So... is getting him pregnant your fuck-up?"

Katsuki slumped more. "No, it's not."

"Oh, thank fucking God," Eijirou groaned, rubbing his face. "I never in a millions years could have helped you with that shit. So, if getting him pregnant wasn't the fuck-up, what was?"

"I had-" he cut off, looking out the window. He took a shuddering inhale. "I saw the ultrasound and the pregnancy test... I didn't understand and... the only thing that made sense was... that he cheated... he got someone else pregnant..."

Eijirou hummed, rubbing his chin. "Makes sense... I might've gotten to the same conclusion." He pursed his lips, staring down at the floor. Then he paused, eyes big once again as he looked back to Katsuki. "Oh, God... what'd you do..?"

There it is. Eijirou knows how Katsuki gets when angry.

Katsuki still winced at the question. "I... I yelled at him. I grabbed him, pinned him to the wall... called him a liar when he tried telling me he didn't cheat."

"Oh, fuck, Katsuki." Both hands rubbed at Eijirou's face as he groaned lowly. "Seriously? Oh my God. Fuck, you fucked up."

"That's why I fucking called you!"

Eijirou huffed. Not an angry or frustrated sound. More disappointed. "Alright, okay. So, Midoriya is pregnant. You got him pregnant, and both of you thought getting pregnant was entirely impossible. So, instead of asking him what the ultrasound and pregnancy test meant, you jumped straight to him cheating on you and having gotten someone else pregnant. How did he convince you that he was pregnant?"

"Told me to read the name on the ultrasound and the paper in the envelope. The lab confirmed positive pregnancy test. For him."

Nodding again, tongue pushing against Eijirou's lower lip as he folded his arms. "Okay. Say... that Midoriya was an Omega-"

"Then this would be a completely fucking different situation."

Eijirou scowled at Katsuki. "I wasn't done." The blond huffed, turning away. "Say Midoriya was an Omega, and you had been told that... that you had insufficient swimmers. You had a zero point... zero zero two percent chance of getting someone pregnant. So, basically, impossible. Then, Midoriya comes to you with the ultrasound and pregnancy test."

Katsuki sighed, rubbing his hands together. "Basically infertile, he comes to me pregnant... I'd ask for a paternity test, and-"

"Oh my God, so no matter what, you jump right into Izuku cheating on you?" Eijirou slapped a hand down on Katsuki's desk, startling him. "Why the fuck does each situation have to be because he cheated on you and not because you managed to get him pregnant and you need to figure out how? Do you really distrust him that much?"

"No!"

"So why is cheating your first thought?"

"Because that's what makes sense!"

"Oh yes, makes perfect fucking sense!" Eijirou threw his hands in the air. "The most loyal guy in the whole fucking world, literally almost dies for you every fucking year, decided to go and fucking cheat on you, then rub it in your face by bringing you a fucking ultrasound and pregnancy test!"

Yeah. He's right. That doesn't make any sense.

Eijirou shook his head. "You need to go home and fucking grovel."

Katsuki furrowed his brows. "What-?"

"Go home!" Eijirou grabbed Katsuki's chair and shoved him from the desk. "Fucking apologize to your fucking mate, damnit!"

"Shitty hair, I'm working!"

"And a fight like that with a pregnant Omega would have killed the fetus! I'll cover, go home!" Eijirou grabbed Katsuki's arm and lifted him out of the chair, far too easily for the blond's liking.

However, the thought of having hurt Izuku that terribly had Katsuki ignoring the feat of strength and he bolted out of his office.

~

Katsuki threw the apartment door open, gasping for breath as he stumbled in.

Izuku jumped from in the kitchen, whipping around to face Katsuki, eyes wide and half-spilled drink in hand. "Katsuki!"

"You-" The blond huffed, slamming the door shut. "Will you finally let me fucking apologize!?"

The greenette steeled his jaw and set the cup on the counter. "Are you going to keep yelling at me?"

Katsuki grit his teeth, fingers curled in tight fists. "Izuku... you've got to understand where I was coming from-"

Scoffing, Izuku crossed his arms and cocked his hip, eyes narrowing. "Really? Seriously? I have to understand why you accused me of fucking cheating on you!? What about me, huh!? I should be the one accusing you!"

Eyes blown wide, Katsuki's breath hissed through his teeth as he inhaled. "Me? Accuse me of fucking what!?"

"You tell me, Katsuki! You're the one that got me pregnant! For all I know, you knew the whole time and just didn't fucking tell me, and got me pregnant to get me out of the number one spot so you can have it!"

That was like... like an absolutely massive punch to the gut. Almost like when he and Izuku were fighting All Might their first year.

"You really think that little of me?"

"You seem to think so little of me, Katsuki."

Katsuki slammed his hand down on the counter, palms popping. The greenette didn't budge. "I had no fucking idea I could get you pregnant!"

"And I thought you would ask what the Goddamn ultrasound meant and let me explain before you told me to get rid of your fucking mark, Katsuki!"

The Enigma stared at Izuku, watching as tears welled up in his eyes and refused to fall. He swallowed hard.

"Izuku..."

"I don't want to hear it." Izuku grabbed his cup and tossed it in the sink, gasping and jumping as it shattered at the force. He bit his lip and turned away, hand over his eyes. His breaths were low and shaky, trying so hard to prevent himself from breaking down again.

Katsuki gripped the counter. "What do you want to do..?"

Izuku looked back up to him. His eyes and cheeks were beginning to blotch pink. "What..?"

He stepped around the counter, but didn't get too close. "Have you... thought at all about what to do with... with it?" He made a loose gesture to Izuku's abdomen.

"Oh..." Izuku breathed deeply and rolled his shoulders back. "I don't... I don't know. I haven't, uh... figured everything out yet... I'm still... processing."

Katsuki nodded, leaning against the counter. "Izuku... I am sorry. I shouldn't have just... accused you of cheating before I had any context. I'm sorry I... I did this to you."

Izuku sighed, rubbing his face. "You didn't know you could.. "

Pursing his lips, Katsuki leaned over the counter, resting his weight on his forearms. "Do you... have any idea how this is possible..?" Izuku huffed and raised a brow. Katsuki raised a hand. "Just... I'm asking because I know you. You research the shit out of everything. I just wanted to know if you had done research and, if you did, what you found."

The greenette looked down. "There's... the Theory of Bitching."

Katsuki scrunched his nose. "That sounds fucking disgusting. Who named that shit?"

Shrugging and sighing, Izuku shuffled to the sofa. "I don't know... but it's a theory basically stating that Enigmas are capable of impregnating any other subgender if given an extended period of time. It's not proven, but there are several possible cases. I found a lot of possible cases today... but they can't be proven because the recorded cases are so old. The most recent was... two hundred years ago?"

Katsuki watched Izuku sit down, gently massaging up his fingers. He must be sore. Definitely looked swollen. "Makes sense. There's been less and less Enigmas. There's literally only sevety-eight of us known in the world right now. Less Alphas hooking up with other Alphas, more contraceptives."

Izuku hummed, staring at his lap. "Yeah..." He licked his lips, slouching further into the couch.

"Izuku." Katsuki pushed off the counter and made his way over to his mate. He crouched in front of him and carefully took his fidgety hands. Green eyes met his. "We'll figure this out. However you want, whatever you want to do."

The greenette teared up once again and nodded. "Okay..."

Katsuki sighed, running his thumbs over Izuku's knuckles. "Are you hurting at all..? Shitty- ah, Kirishima said that a fight like we had yesterday could've hurt... it? The fetus? And I just want to make sure you're not hurting..."

Izuku chuffed and smiled, giving Katsuki's hands a squeeze. "I'm fine. And as far as I know, it's still in there."

Chuckling, Katsuki pulled himself up to sit beside Izuku. "God, that's... it's weird to think that... there's a fucking life inside you right now."

Izuku's hand raised, hesitating over his abdomen before falling back into his lap. He inhaled deeply, leaning into Katsuki. "Yeah... It doesn't feel real. It's like... I can't see it. I can't feel it, so how is it real..? But, I know it is." He licked his lips, pulling his legs up and hugging his knees. "I'm having a hard time processing and accepting this, so I can't even recognize what my options are. Do I get rid of it? Try to keep it? I don't know. I don't know what to do. I've never thought of the possibility of even having to ask myself these questions, let alone being in this situation... it's scary... I'm so scared right now..."

Frowning, Katsuki grabbed his hand, entwining their fingers. Izuku's teary eyes flicked to their hands but didn't move to separate them. "We'll figure it out, okay..?"

"Yeah... somehow..." Izuku sniffed and rubbed his nose.

"Feels... Unreal," the Enigma muttered softly, swallowing. "Never considered the possibilty of becoming a parent. I always knew you'd be the one for me and knew we'd be busy enough with heroing, parenting was never in the plan. Not even a thought. So, I never really tried to be good with brats- kids..." Swallowing a licking his lips, Katsuki looked up to Izuku and gently brushed his hair back out of his face. Izuku's eyes closed and he leaned into the light touch. "I don't think I have a single clue how to be a parent..."

A smile curled Izuku's lips finally, peering up at his mate through his lashes. "The great Bakugou Katsuki, Pro hero King Explosion Murder Dynamight, admitted there is something he doesn't know anything about?"

Katsuki snorted and nudged his mate. "Shut it, nerd. Like you have any idea."

"Hey, I at least am good with kids. They don't cry the moment they lay eyes on me."

"Oi, don't fuckin' push it." Katsuki rolled his eyes and slouched.

Izuku hummed, leaning back into the sofa, looking down into his lap. "Do we... start getting stuff..? Tell our friends- our families..?"

Katsuki inhaled deeply, dropping his head over the back of the sofa. "Fuck... I don't even wanna fuckin' know what the hag is gonna say..."

"Should we wait..? Decide if we keep it or... abort before we tell anyone?"

"Well, Shitty Hair knows."

"Kirishima?" Izuku tilted his head, looking to his mate.

Katsuki carded his fingers through his hair. "I needed vent and get advice."

Izuku made a soft noise and nodded, hugging his knees to himself again. He rested his chin there, staring forward. "If I do abort... how would we prevent this from happening again..? This isn't exactly a known and experimented thing... my doctor tried convincing me I had cancer when I told him I thought I was pregnant. Then he didn't even know what to say when he saw the..." Izuku's tongue twisted on the word, fingers curling tight. "The fetus..."

Taking his mate's hand once again, Katsuki pursed his lips, brows furrowed tightly. "I don't know how to answer that... I don't know- I am still trying to wrap my mind around the how and shit..."

"So we just... do what we do best..." Izuku swallowed hard, looking back into crimson eyes. "Fumble along until we have a real plan."

Katsuki snorted once again. "Yeah... I think that's all we can do for now."

~

"Yo, where the hell is Deku," Denki muttered, flipping his sunglasses up on top of his head as he approached Katsuki.

The older had his arms crossed watching the officer he had just been speaking to walk towards his patrol car. The van behind held the burglar Katsuki and Denki had just apprehended.

"What do you fuckin' care? You never work with him anyway." Katsuki adjusted his mask, but kept it pulled over his eyes.

"He just randomly went radio silent, man." The younger blond pouted, clasping his hands together behind his back as the two began to walk together down the side-walk. "I knew he'd been pretty sick lately, but it isn't like him to just drop out of heroing. Dude literally keeps fighting with every single limb broken."

Katsuki scoffed, eyes rolling. "Stay out of Deku's fuckin' business."

"Man, I just thought you'd know. You're always hangin' around him and you text each other all the time."

The explosive hero halted, brows raised as he looked to Denki. "What?"

Scoffing and grinned, Denki swayed smugly. "You aren't as great at hiding it as you think you are, Mr. Enigma," he crooned. "Dare I say you have a crush on Japan's Sweetheart."

A full scowl darkened Katsuki's expression, jaw clenching as his fingers dug into his biceps. However, his phone buzzed in his pocket. Denki's grin widened as he heard it. Slowly, hesitantly, Katsuki pulled out his phone, nearly wincing as he saw it was indeed from his mate.

Denki cackled and clapped loudly. "It's him, isn't it? I see that glare. That's the glare everytime I am right!"

Katsuki shoved his phone back in his pocket. "I'll kill you."

"You love me. Come on, I'm just worried about him, man. He's never out unless he's hospital bound." His smirk fell, giving way to genuine concern and up-turned brows.

Fuck him.

Katsuki glanced away. "I ain't telling you. Just... we're still figuring it out, but he'll be fine."

Denki didn't look entirely convinced, but he did look wholly puzzled. He licked his lips and opened his mouth to respond, but he didn't seem to know what to say. So, he just gave a small pat to Katsuki's shoulder before continuing up the side-walk.

~

"Fuck, what-" Katsuki kicked his shoes to the side quickly as he dropped his duffle, rushing to the kitchen.

Izuku sobbed on the floor, huddled up against the cabinets with his shakey hands in his hair. Katsuki was careful to avoid the shattered glass and whatever food splattered across the floor to get to his mate.

"Izuku, what happened..?" He crouched down in front of the greenette, placing a gentle hand on his leg as he released his scent to try and calm his mate.

Hiccuping, Izuku unfurled himself, face red and blotchy and tear-stained. He slung his arms over Katsuki's shoulders, pulling him close. His distress burned Katsuki's nose, hardly sweeted by the subtle incoming scent of his pregnancy. Katsuki wrapped his arms around Izuku's middle, sitting back to get more comfortable on the floor. Katsuki ran his hand up and down Izuku's back, head tilted so his mate could stuff his face into his scent glands.

"I-I just was so hungry," he blubbered, tears soaking Katsuki's hoodie. "I was hungry and didn't know when you'd be home and you didn't text me back and my stomach is cramping and my feet are hurting and my back is tense and I'm craving spicy and I tried to call my mom but she was busy and I tried to call you, but I dropped my phone behind the bed and it hurt too badly to get it myself and I couldn't find the good hot sauce and I broke the good mixing bowl and I put in too much flour and I've wasted all the food and the bowl-"

"Hey, hey!" Katsuki gave his mate a tight squeeze, pulling him into his lap. He sighed, Izuku trembling and gripping him tighter as his hysterical sobs began to die down. "Hey... I'm here now. I'm sorry I didn't answer, okay..? Dunce-face was being a prick when you texted and I forgot to text back. That's on me, alright? Let's help you get your phone from beneath the bed, get you in a hot bath to soothe your soreness and I'll clean up out here and make you some spicy food, okay?"

Izuku sniffled, rubbing his face into his mate's hoodie. "My mom..?"

"I'm sure Inko will call you back as soon as she can," Katsuki whispered, pressing a tender kiss to Izuku's forehead. He figured in this terribly fragile state, Izuku could only handle something quiet and gentle. Not Katsuki's usual brash and rough.

The grip on him relaxed, sobs finally gone. "I don't like this... I don't like feeling this way..." Izuku tucked his head beneath Katsuki's chin, curling up in his mate's lap. "I don't think I can handle this a minute longer... these passed weeks of being so sick and sore... stupid cravings and now I'm crying and helpless all over again... I'm pathetic. I'm not even eleven weeks in, I don't think I could handle an entire forty-two weeks of this..."

Katsuki glanced down his nose to the green curls tickling his chin. "Want me to make the appointment with your doctor..?"

Izuku sniffed and rubbed his nose, shaking his head as he sits up. "I'll make it... just, please help me get my phone..?" His voice broke, raspy from his crying.

"Of course." Katsuki stood, helping his mate to his feet as well.

~

Izuku didn't like being left alone in the room. He had insisted in the days leading up to the appointment that Katsuki not come, and now he's deeply regretting it. He is entirely unsettled without his mate, stomach churning and heart pounding unevenly inside his chest. His throat ran dry, hands clammy, and he couldn't stay still.

He paced, thumbnail between his teeth, tears stinging his eyes. He shouldn't be so nervous. Why is he nervous? Why is there such a cold fist clutching his gut, why does he feel like he's about to collapse into another hysterical ball of tears? Why can't he change into the gown he'd been given so they could just perform the damn procedure?

He needs this procedure. It'll be life-saving. He can't handle pregnancy- he wasn't made for it. It could kill him. He's the Number One Hero, he can't be taken out so easily. He still has things he needs to do. This should be easy for him to do. He shouldn't be panicking and second-guessing himself right now. This should be a no-brainer.

Get the procedure, go home, gather prevention methods, and pretend this never happened in the first place. He can go back to work, he can go back to his normal life with his mate, be an Alpha again.

That gave him pause.

He's still an Alpha, isn't he? This doesn't change anything. Or did he change? Shit, when was his last rut? His rut should have happened a month before the heat happened. Does that mean he's no longer an Alpha? Does this mean he'll keep having heats instead of ruts? There's so many questions- too many, and he's not sure if they're confusing him more.

Stupid fucking hormones! This should never have happened in the first place!

Maybe Izuku should have been smarter about his relationship with Katsuki- or at least researched Enigmas more. Maybe he could have discovered the stupid theory a long time ago. He could have taken more preventative measures- but maybe he might not have believed the theory. Maybe this still could have happened. What if, though, he discovered the theory before they were mates? What if it had prevented them from ever having become mates at all?

Izuku buried the heels of his hands into his eyes as he sobbed, shoulders shaking.

This is ridiculous. He's already such an emotional person, and now throwing an overflowing amount if pregnancy hormones on top of that has made him the biggest crybaby known to man.

He does remember thinking idly sometimes... late at night, watching Katsuki sleep or when they're curled up on the sofa, watching television with popcorn and a blanket over their shoulders. He remembers picturing their futures.

Izuku had been picturing their futures together for a very long time. Since he was just a child. He remembers often hoping they'd have a family some day. The family thought died when they presented as their respective secondary genders, then it died a little more during middle school, surfaced during highschool, and faded again after graduation during the two years of zero contact. Then it came back again when Katsuki returned and was kissing him.

He thought, though, maybe they could discuss adoption. Their genders didn't exactly supply them with the necessities of child-baring, and there were lots of children already born that needed loving homes.

Well, now he is capable of child-baring. He's carrying a developing fetus holding both his own, and Katsuki's DNA. Izuku hadn't pictured it in a long time, but he used to dream of a little toddler, pottling around after their sire, looking like a miniature version of him.

That thought warmed Izuku's heart, clutching deep in his chest as he took a shuddering breath.

Would it be so bad to try? Just this one? Would it be so bad to have this child, this one that both he and he mate had made? Could it really be a blessing?

That was weird, thinking suddenly that this shock - this absolute world-destroying growth inside him - could be considered a blessing.

Maybe the hormones of growing it are coating his brain, convincing him to keep it, but he knows that's not quite how that works. Still, his own mind startled him with the thought of it being a blessing. A miracle. He and his mate conceived. They created a life together. An actual living being is growing inside him because of the love he and Katsuki shared. He wasn't held captive and tortured and forced to carry devil-spawn like all those suspected cases of Bitching. He was in a loving, caring relationship with a man he loved and adored and wanted to do everything with. A man he wanted to eventually raise a family with.

Izuku jolted and snapped his head up as the door opened.

"Oh-" the nurse gasped, clutching a tablet to her chest. "You're not changed, Mr. Midoriya?"

Even though his mouth was entirely dry, Izuku swallowed hard. He shook his head, eyes pinching shut, and he made his way to the door. "I'm so sorry- I can't- I can't do this-"

~

Izuku curled up on the sofa, wearing one of Katsuki's hoodies with the hood pulled over his head, blankets smelling of them both wrapped snugly around himself. He had the television on, but he couldn't tell you what was going on. He stared unblinking, fingers curled tightly into his protective cocoon.

If Katsuki hadn't started to release a strong, sweet scent after entering their apartment, Izuku wouldn't have snapped out of his zone and noticed his mate's presence.

Katsuki's brows drew together as he approached Izuku, sitting slowly beside him. "What is it? What's wrong? How did the appointment go. You never texted me after it was over, and when I got there, they said you already left? I was supposed to drive you back, stupid. How did you get back?"

Izuku sniffed, leaning into Katsuki as he's coaxed close. "I, uh... I couldn't do it. I couldn't go through with it. I don't know- I just got lost in my own head and I panicked..." He rubbed his face and was unaware of the grimace his mate made when he noticed the snot on his sleeve. "I came back and called my mom... told her everything... she's on her way here..."

Sighing, Katsuki rubbed his back. "So it's still in there..?"

"Yeah..."

"What made you change your mind..?"

Swallowing and pursing his lips, Izuku closed his eyes and nosed closer to his mate's scent gland. "I don't know... I just- I was really nervous and overthinking... I wanted to, but then... I don't know, I... I liked the idea of having a baby that shares our DNA... I thought that maybe this could be a... a miracle or a-a blessing, I suppose... I don't know- I don't know what I was thinking. I need to get back to work! Heroing- I can't if I'm pregnant! How can I carry to term if only twelve weeks was this bad!? How am I going to give birth!?"

Katsuki inhaled deeply, squeezing Izuku and shifting in his spot. "Izuku, settle down. You're getting too damn worked up." He rubbed Izuku's waist and buried his nose into green curls. "It's alright, okay? I told you, we'll figure this out and we'll do whatever you want."

Izuku pulled back, eyes big and red, cheeks swollen and blotchy. "But what about you..? You said you never considered having kids, Kacchan. I don't want to decide to have this one, but then you realize you don't want it." He sniffled again, rubbing his nose and looked away. "What if I just ruined our lives by leaving that clinic..? What if I can't ever do hero work again? What if you hate them-"

"Deku, knock it off." Katsuki grabbed Izuku's shoulders and twisted to face his mate, kneeling in front of him. "You're thinking too hard about this. Your hormones are out of control right now and with how hysterical you are naturally, it's only making this shit worse. You did not ruin our fuckin' lives, alright?" Izuku hiccuped, but nodded slowly. "I told you we can figure this out together, didn't I? Sure, I haven't fuckin' thought about having my own brats, but that doesn't mean I'd hate one. As for your hero work, I can't really guarantee anything. I can't tell you how it will affect your work or mine because I won't know until we get there. Izuku... did you maybe leave the clinic because you want this kid? Do you want them?"

Izuku pursed his lips, fingers curling into his blankets. "I think I do... I keep picturing us with them... our future... and I like it. I like picturing you holding our baby. I like the idea of bedtime stories and spending days off at the park and arranging play dates. I want to be a good dad, Kacchan... and I think you can be an amazing dad, too..."

Katsuki lowered his gaze, rubbing Izuku's arms. "I'm gonna be honest. I'm still processing the whole thing. I don't really know if I want a kid or not, but I do know that there isn't anyone else I'd like to parent with. If I'm gonna have a kid, it's gotta be you I have to deal with them with." That pulled a smile out of his mate, so Katsuki smiled softly back.

"Really..?"

"Yeah, I fuckin' guess so."

Izuku giggled softly, rubbing his nose as his tears finally dried up. "You're the only one I want to raise a baby with, too..."

Katsuki shook his head, smile still curling his lips. "You're a fuckin' nerd."

"You're the one who mated this nerd," Izuku mused, reaching out to cup Katsuki's face. He sighed contentedly, finally relaxing as his mate eased into his touch. "Just... please don't change your mind about me... or think differently of me... I don't know how much I can change..."

"That doesn't fuckin' matter to me. As long as you're still you, alright?"

The younger's lip trembled, tears gathering in his eyes once again. Such a hormonal, emotional mess... He nodded quickly, hunching forward. Katsuki lifted his head, meeting him half-way. Their foreheads rested together.

~

Inko fretted over her son the moment she entered their apartment. Coddled him, fed him, practically helped bathe him and dress him if Izuku hadn't locked her out. They answered her questions to the best if their abilities and apologized profusely(on Izuku's part) for not informing her of their relationship.

The poor woman was all-too confused about the pregnancy, but tried not to push or be too weirded out by the situation.

The morning was much quieter the following day. Inko got up earlier than the two heros and made them a full breakfast. Izuku practically inhaled his two plates. Sure, he ate a lot before. Needs lots of calories to keep up with his quirk and his workouts. Still, that was a lot of fuckin' food! Is he going to have an appetite like this for his entire pregnancy? Fuck, Katsuki hopes not. Shit, his luck guaruntees the appetite.

"Are you going to take a break from work," Inko asks gently as the three are all gathered at the sink, completing their respective tasks doing the dishes.

Izuku froze, grip tightening on the cup in-hand. He swallowed and licked his lips. "I, uh... I should... If we keep it, working as a hero could harm it..."

Katsuki glanced to his mate over the short Beta woman, seeing the way his cheeks had paled slightly and the sadness creeping into his eyes. "I'm sure there's things he could still do to be helpful. You know how your shitheel of a son can be."

Inko smiled up at the blond and gently patted his arm. Izuku smiled as well, shoulders relaxing. "I'm sure! Not too much, though. Pregnancy by itself is stressful enough. I can't even imagine how stressful when your body isn't even made for it. Still, I'm sure there is paperwork needing completion or communications and I'm sure his input could be helpful at meetings and debriefings." She kept her cheeriness in his voice as she shuffled away to the table, cleaning it off.

"Definitely. No way in hell will the Commission let Deku out too long. He's one of the best strategists we got."

Izuku's smile split his face, tears gathering in his eyes as he looked up to his mate. His scent strengthened, sweet and floral.

His scent used to be an earthy sort of smell. Like fresh rain and damp dirt and forests. He still sort of smelled that way, but now it was sweeter, more floral, like a meadow in spring in the early morning.

Katsuki sighed, leaning over to plant a gentle kiss to Izuku's forehead.

~

"Oh, God... oh my God..."

Katsuki groaned as he rolled out of bed. "What?"

"It's noticeable..."

Rubbing his face, Katsuki approached his mate. He sighed, looking into the mirror as he stood behind Izuku, blinking at the way he cradled his slightly pronounced abdomen. "Yeah..? What about it..?"

Izuku whipped around to balk at his mate, eyes wide and jaw dropped. "Katsuki!"

The Enigma groaned again. "You're too damn loud," he muttered, tugging Izuku's shirt up to touch at his mate's slight belly.

Blabbering unintelligibly, Izuku's fluster grew, red filling his cheeks with his hands latching to Katsuki's arms to push him away. "Why do you say it like that!? So nonchalant!"

"Because I already fuckin' noticed, stupid nerd."

"You what!?" Izuku's fists clenched tightly around Katsuki's arms, wide eyes filling to the brim with tears all-too easily. Crimson eyes met his, his lip trembling. "You noticed..? Why didn't you say anything-"

"Because I knew you'd get all fuckin' weird about it, alright?" Katsuki huffed, pulling his hands away and letting Izuku's shirt fall back into place. He twisted his wrists, loosening Izuku's hold on him to slide their hands together. "I know how ridiculously hormonal you are, so I didn't want to say anything. You'd start fuckin' crying and blithering like you are now."

Izuku sniffled and bit back a sob. "I don't blither..."

Katsuki only raised a brow and Izuku lowered his head. "I also didn't want you to think I was lying if I told you that I like it."

That gave Izuku pause. He raised his head, brows pinched in puzzlement. "You like it..? The baby bump?"

Shrugging, Katsuki glanced to the side. If Izuku didn't know any better, he'd say there was red crawling up to dust Katsuki's cheeks and the tips of his ears. "Yeah, I like it. I think... I think your bump is sexy."

Izuku's own red burst through his face, the shock of those words having him gasping and his heart jumping. He gulped, gripping Katsuki's hands tighter. "Sexy?" He echoed quietly.

Katsuki pursed his lips, looking back down to Izuku's hidden bump. "Yeah. I get horny as fuck whenever I notice your belly. Gets me fuckin' excited and sometimes I worry I won't be able to control myself around you. I like seeing you pregnant, Deku..."

The greenette gaped like a fish out of water, mouth opening and closing as he tried to form words. However, he was shocked silent, face burning red and heart racing in his chest. "You... you like it?" He finally managed to squeeze out, voice meek and thoroughly embarrassed.

Snorting softly, Katsuki squeezed his hands. "It's not like a fucking kink or some shit like that! Just- just 'cause it's you, alright? And you're actually carrying my kid inside you. It's fuckin' amazing, Deku, and actually finally seeing the proof of a life we created growing inside you sets something off inside me. Makes me more protective, more encouraged to provide and shit, and just when I think I can't possibly love you anymore than I already fuckin' did, I see your belly and I go fuckin' haywire. I wanna pin you down and fuck the daylights outta ya, but I also wanna wrap you up and keep you protected and happy in your nest."

Izuku squeaked, ripping his hands out of Katsuki's to hide his face. His mate chuckled at his embarrassment, a pout pulling at his lips. "Don't laugh at me..."

"I'll laugh all I want when you're being so damn cute, fuckin' nerd." Katsuki's hands fell to Izuku's hips and pulled him closer so their bodies pressed together. "I can't believe you're already eighteen weeks along... nearly halfway..." Warms fingers grazed gently over Izuku's (thankfully) still-covered baby-bump, Katsuki's voice softening to a very rare fond tone. A tone Izuku doesn't remember hearing more than once before. It made him peek out through his fingers to his mate's unguarded expression. His heart fluttered, stomach flipping happily at his mate's expression.

At thirteen weeks, most of Izuku's morning sickness had passed. His cravings ramped up, but he didn't eat much more than normal. Katsuki worried at first, but then realized that since Izuku had just dropped out of Hero work and was now resigned to desk-duty, he wasn't burning calories like a madman. So instead of requiring more food, the nutrients and calories were now being redirected. At fourteen weeks, Izuku's lower back and hips began to ache, and at fifteen weeks, the doctor told them his body was simply making room for the fetus. Widening his hips and the fetus was growing further back in Izuku's make-shift uterus, so he's likely to have back pain for the entirety of his pregnancy. The fetus being further back as well as how toned Izuku's abdomen is is why Izuku is only just beginning to show in his pregnancy.

Still, despite their many conversations up until this point, Izuku still found himself with recurring insecurities and fears. He often had nightmares and would overthink himself into a frenzy. Katsuki has come home to him sobbing hysterically more than a handful of times. Izuku definitely didn't feel like an Alpha anymore. He hardly even felt like himself anymore. But to hear Katsuki thinks he's sexy while pregnant? That he likes seeing his pronounced belly and looks so tenderly down at him? Izuku never felt more like himself, or more cherished by his mate.

Tears gathered up in his eyes once again as he threw his arms around Katsuki quickly.

"What the fuck? Hey, what's wrong?"

Izuku sniffled, nuzzling into his shoulder and gripping his shirt. "I just love you a lot..."

Katsuki sighed, settling his hands on Izuku's lower back. The younger sighed and relaxed more as those hands began to heat up and smooth over his sore back. His eyes fluttered shut, breathing in Katsuki's scent happily.

"Let's combine our agencies..."

Izuku blinked a few times before tilting his head back to look up to the Enigma. "What?"

Katsuki shrugged, raising a hand to run his thumb over Izuku's cheek. "Once you're back to work, we should combine our agencies. That way we can be together more often. We can help lighten each other's loads. Plus, it'll help when it comes to that thing inside you." Izuku huffed and pouted at that. Katsuki never referred to the fetus as anything but an 'it' or 'thing.' "We could set up a daycare, or... just work our own schedules around so one of us is always with them."

Tears shimmered in Izuku's eyes as he smiled up at his mate. He raised himself onto his toes to place a kiss to Katsuki's lips. The Engima hummed, fully cupping Izuku's jaw to pull him in to deepen the kiss. "I'd like that," the greenette whispered, fingers curling into Katsuki's shirt.

Katsuki grinned, their noses bumping. "Good. Now, are we gonna have great morning sex before I have to go into work or what?"

Izuku devolved into a fit of laughter as he's lifted by the waist and slung over Katsuki's shoulder. He clung to his mate, worries long gone for now.

~

"Ochako?"

Before Izuku could attempt to close the door on his friend, the brunette pushed inside, storming passed him just to swivel back on her heel with her hands on her hips. "Izuku Midoriya, where the hell have you been? You better not just be staying cooped up in here!"

Izuku blinked back at her, eyes wide. Thank God he was wearing an oversized hoodie. Hopefully she doesn't realize it's Katsuki's. "How'd you know where I live?"

"Saki gave it to me. She's just as concerned about you as I am." Her arms folded, hip cocking to the side as he brow raised. "Now, don't you dare evade my question. I want to know what the hell you've been up to? Why the fuck haven't you been on the field?"

Ahh, Saki. His sweet receptionist. He's gonna have to talk to her. Giving out his address is sort of breaking the law, so... Geez...

"Well?" God, she can be so pushy and demanding.

Izuku fidgetted, finally closing the door. "I've been busy... undercover and stuff."

"And stuff," she scoffed with an eyeroll. "Bullshit."

He winced, looking away from her.

Ochako sniffed, brows furrowing as she looks around. "Why... why does it smell like Bakugou in here? And why is your scent different?"

Color drained easily from his cheeks as he shuffled towards the kitchen. "I don't know what you're talking about, Ura... thirsty?"

She shot him a glare. "No, I am not. Deku, answer me. What is going on?"

Curse his inability to wear his patches. They started making him sick, no matter which brand he got, so ultimately at twenty weeks along, Izuku finally stepped out of the office and out of field work. It's only been one week since then and he's been doing paperwork from home, running meetings with the Commission and the Heros and side-kicks he employs. Of course, however, his absence would upset his friends.

Izuku pursed his lips, shifting as he got himself a glass of water. "Uhm, well... it's complicated, Ocha..."

"I came for an explanation, I expect to get one. I don't care how long the story is or how complicated it is." She crossed her legs and leaned against the back of the sofa.

Taking a sip from his water, Izuku turned back to face her. He pursed his lips, shifting his weight from foot-to-foot. The swelling in his feet and ankles have gotten ridiculous and now he can't stand for long periods of time. He hates it. "Well-"

"What the fuck-"

Izuku jumped as the door swung open, Ochako only tilting her head to look to the blond. "Kacchan!"

Katsuki growled, scent becoming sharp and threatening as he glared at their visitor. "As I recall, you bitches didn't know the fucking address."

"His receptionist was oh so kind to let me know," Ochako shrugged. "But I didn't know you lived here, too. Didn't even know you two interacted outside of heroing. Have you been the one keeping Deku locked up in here? Is that why he's too damn nervous to talk to me?" Izuku flinched and lowered his head.

A snarl ripped through the air as Katsuki dropped his bag. His fingers flexed and curled into fists as he slammed the door shut behind himself. "I'll fucking kill you, stupid bitch! You don't know shit, alright? Don't go fuckin' accusing people of jack when you ain't got no damn information other than your own damn theories. What Deku does is none of your goddamn business, round face." He turned and stalked towards Izuku, using his body to shield his mate from his friend.

Ochako shouted in protest, but Katsuki ignored her to cup Izuku's face. "I'll throw her out. I'll do it, I swear to God. Do you want to go back to your nest? Want me to scent you?"

"Oh my fucking God, Bakugou! He isn't a fucking child!"

Izuku set his cup aside, taking his mate's warm hands. "I should tell her... she should know..."

"Know what!? I'm right here!"

Katsuki snapped his jaw, shooting a glare over his shoulder. "Shut it!"

"Kacchan, it's okay..." Izuku curled his fingers into his mate's shirt and pulled him close, nosing at his scent gland. "I'll tell her... will you please start dinner..? I tried making Katsudon, but the smell of the raw meat was making me sick..."

Sighing, Katsuki stroked back grean curls and placed a gentle kiss to his head. "Yeah... but if she makes you fuckin' upset, I'll throw her out by her fuckin' hair."

Izuku smiled, tilting his head as he let's Katsuki gently scent him. "It'll be fine..."

Their eyes met briefly before Katsuki finally let him go. The blond shot another glare over to the brunette, being met by a similar look. Izuku touched Katsuki's arm before leaving the kitchen, shuffling over to his friend. He waved towards the terrace and opened the door for her, smiling carefully.

Ochako sighed and followed easily. He nodded as she passed him and sat down. Izuku left the door open just a crack and sat across from Ochako. "Well?" Her words softened now that Katsuki wasn't there.

Izuku licked his lips, wringing his hands together. "Well... Kacchan is my mate..." Her eyes widened slightly, mouth falling open to retort. "We've been mates for a while now. And, its possible because Kacchan is an Enigma. I'm sorry we kept it secret, but if it makes you feel better, my own mom only just found out a few weeks ago."

The brunette leaned closer, brows furrowed. "Even so... why are you staying cooped up here..? Is he using his subgender to make you submit?"

Gritting his teeth, Izuku tried not to let the question spark another mood swing. He inhaled deeply, straightening his back. "No, he isn't. Kacchan has been wonderful, actually. It, uhm... is an accident, actually, that's caused me to stay home for a while."

Concern filled Ochako's scent as she reached out, taking Izuku's hand. "Were you hurt? Was it a quirk? I'm so sorry, I didn't know- you could have told me, I could've come help, you know? Made you some food or something-"

"No, no, not like that..." Izuku squeezed her hand and shifted closer. "It, uhm... has to do with our subgenders. Even though I am an Alpha... Enigmas can always impregnate their mates." His friend stiffened. He grimaced and lowered his head. He swallowed hard and pursed his lips. "We didn't know... and, uh... you remember that coffee date we had where I was sick..?" Ochako nodded slowly. "That was the day I found out I was pregnant... two months along at that point."

Ochako inhaled deeply, eyes scanning over him slowly. She didn't want to doubt him outloud if he was entirely serious.

Izuku sniffed and rubbed his nose, then reached into his pocket, pulling out his phone. "Here. This was just last week." Izuku handed his phone to his friend, showing her the video he had taken of his ultrasound. The sound of his child's heartbeat, even over the video, had Izuku settling down with his hands falling to his belly.

The Beta stared at the video, clutching his phone tightly. "Oh, wow... that's... that's insane..."

"Yeah... I couldn't believe it, either..."

Ochako blinked slowly, then looked back up to him. "Could you not get rid of it..?"

Izuku's breath caught in his throat, tears springing to his eyes instantly. Sure, she didn't understand, he knew that. She was probably also in a bit of shock, but it didn't make the question hurt less. His mouth opened and closed, but he couldn't fabricate any words. His fingers curled tight into the hoodie, sinking deeper into his chair as his arms curled into the protectively cover his abdomen.

"Hey-" Katsuki swung the door open, scent sharp and smokey, glare fierce and blazing as he directed it to Ochako.

The Beta startled, already at unease with Izuku's sudden, putrid distress. She gasped and waved her arm out in gesture as she attempted to speak, but Katsuki was quicker.

Snatching Izuku's phone from Ochako, Katsuki unashamedly grabbed the back of the Beta's jacket and hoisted her out of the chair, shoving her into the apartment. "I have half a Goddamned mind to shove you over the fucking railing! Get the fuck out of my house!" Katsuki snarled, baring his teeth in threat and strengthening his scent.

Ochako covered her nose, tears gathering in her eyes from the sheer overwhelming smoke in his scent. "I just asked-"

"Out!"

Katsuki stalked after as she scurried out of the apartment, slamming the door after her and making sure all three locks were done up. He cursed and rushed back to the terrace where his mate cried.

Izuku curled up in the chair, one hand around his belly, the other in his hair and hiding his face. Katsuki crouched in front of him, placing warm hands on Izuku's legs. "Hey, hey... look at me. Look, she's gone. It's just us, now..."

Sniffling and hiccuping, green eyes cracked open and met with crimson. His lip trembled, fingers untangling from his hair. He reached for his mate, Katsuki easily taking his hand and entwining their fingers. "Do you ever wish I had... gotten rid of them..?" Izuku croaked out, stuttering slightly and keeping his cried-out voice quiet.

Katsuki's scowl deepened, squeezing Izuku. "Fuck no. Maybe at first when it was still a shock that I could fuckin' get you pregnant and when I hadn't thought about being a sire, but..." Katsuki's jaw clenched for a moment, then he pursed his lips. He sighed and stood with a soft kiss to Izuku's temple. "Stay right here..."

Izuku nodded, watching as his mate went back inside. Katsuki was back just a few short moments later, holding a package. Izuku tilted his head, hesitating to take the package even as it is held out to him.

"I was gonna save this for when it was born," Katsuki murmured, pulling the other chair over to sit closer to his mate.

Carefully, Izuku opened the package, peering inside. He snapped his head up, looking to Katsuki with wide eyes. His mate only gestured towards the package. More tears blurred Izuku's vision as he quickly pulled out the fabric.

A grin split Izuku's face as he let the fabric fall open, giggling as bottles fell into his lap. The blanket was a soft sage green with safari animals decorating the corners. The bottles matched the animals, and Izuku nearly melted at the sweet little outfit that matched. He hugged the blanket to his chest, looking back to Katsuki.

"I'm excited too, alright..?" Katsuki's hands rubbed together, tips of his ears pinkening. "I figured... that those were pretty neutral, so it could be for either a girl or boy... Alpha or Omega, whatever they'll be..."

A wet laugh finally erupted from Izuku as he reached out to Katsuki, touching his cheek fondly. Katsuki sighed, leaning into his touch. "Thank you, Kacchan... I love them..."

The Enigma smiled for just a moment, taking Izuku's hand once again before standing. "I'm almost done with the Katsudon. Want to eat out here or inside?"

"Can we eat in bed, Kacchan?"

"Hey, don't you push your fuckin' luck, dick weed."

Izuku grinned, clutching the baby supplies to himself and rubbing the soft felt of the blanket against his cheek. "Thank you, Kacchan..."

~

Izuku busied himself with setting up the nursery space in the corner of their bedroom. As it was just the two of them, they had only gotten a one-bedroom apartment. They didn't see a need for more. Well, now they do. Now that their nursery is taking up a majority of their bedroom and they realize that eventually, they'll want their room to be theirs again. Not theirs and an infants.

However, moving while in the second half of the pregnancy or even soon after wasn't in the cards. Wouldn't be good for Izuku or the baby. Besides he wanted to baby in their room the first few months anyway. So, the one-bedroom is fine for the time being.

Still, Katsuki despised the nursery set-up. Grumbles about it and complains about how it disrupts 'the mood' whenever he sees it.

"And knowing there is a little human being inside me doesn't?" Izuku would retort back, amused.

Still, Katsuki was doting and caring. He did all the cooking for Izuku, but Izuku made sure to keep their home clean and help Katsuki with his paperwork, seeing as he had more free time.

Ochako has since sent many apologies while also asking what had she said that was so wrong. She hadn't come by their apartment again, nor has she told their friends.

Hopefully... at least, if she has told anyone, no one is coming to bother then about it.

Izuku wants to forgive her. She's his best friend. They've been friends for so long, but he can't help but cry whenever he thinks about what she had asked.

"Oh, wow!" Eijirou whistled, hand on his hip as he scanned over the corner of Katsuki and Izuku's bedroom. "You're getting this all done by yourself, bro?"

Izuku blushed and shrugged, gaze falling to the floor. "Yeah... I won't let Kacchan help me. He does so much already and I want to be able to do this myself..."

Eijirou raised a brow, inspecting the crib. "Well, you're doing a great job so far. Wait, how far along, now?"

Fingers entwining beneath his pronounced belly, Izuku shifted his weight. "Twenty-seven weeks..."

The redhead laughed and playfully ruffled Izuku's curls. The shorter huffed and pouted, swatting his hand away. "That's so amazing! And honestly, you can't even tell how far along you are."

Izuku scratched at his cheek. "That's only because of how far back they are and my muscle definition..."

Eijirou chuckled, hooking his arm around Izuku's shoulders. "Hey, you can find out the gender now, right..?" He tilted his head, amused as the greenette brightened up at him.

"At first we wanted to hold off and find out when they're born! But last week me and Kacchan got into a scuffle and so I had my doctor tell me the gender!"

The taller had snorted at 'scuffle' but nodded along. "So?" He mused with a gentle nudge.

Izuku grinned brighter, if at all possible, bouncing on his heels despite their soreness. "A girl! We're having a girl!"

"Ahh, that's so awesome!" Eijirou threw his other arm around his friend, pulling him into a tight embrace. "That's great! I'm so happy for you guys!"

Giggling, Izuku held onto the other Alpha.

"Hey, what the fuck? Shitty hair?"

Both Izuku and Eijirou looked up towards the doorway, Katsuki narrowing his eyes and scowling deeply. Neither pulled away from the embrace, both flashing bright smiles.

Growling and grumbling, Katsuki made his way inside, prying his mate from his friend's grasp. "What the fuck are you doing here, shitty hair?"

"Aw, Kacchan," Izuku pouted, allowing himself to be pulled against his first chest and scented heavily. He couldn't help the purr that rumbled in his chest. "Kirishima was just keeping me company! I didn't know you were gonna be home so early."

"Well, I'm fuckin' here now, aren't I?"

"Rude, man."

"Let him stay for dinner, Kacchan! Please! I miss talking to our friends!"

Katsuki groaned, head rolling. "Fine, mother fucker. But you're cleaning the fucking dishes by yourself tonight."

Izuku grinned and clapped happily. "Yay! Thank you!"

Eijirou then nudged Izuku once again as the blond trudged away towards the kitchen. "Don't worry. I'll help with the dishes." That earned him a smile just as bright as the ones he gives Katsuki.

~

Izuku shifted nervously in his seat as he waited. He should have told Katsuki he was leaving their house, but he couldn't stay cooped up anymore. He was simply going insane. He didn't know what he was going to do once the baby was born-

"Midoriya, I am so sorry I am late," Shouto sighed, sinking into the chair across from Izuku. "I was going to be early, but my sister called with news on my father's condition and lost track of time a little too easily."

"Oh, it's alright. How is he?"

Shouto shrugged, resting his elbows on the table as he held his cup in-hand. "He's alright. He'll live, but the doctor's want him to retire completely from hero work."

"He won't like that..."

"Hates it. He would rather die." Shouto took a sip from his cup, then glanced Izuku up and down. "Is this about why you've been out of the field?"

Izuku's cheeks flared red. Unfortunately for himself, Shouto had become more perceptive than he had been when they first met. He licked his lips, tugging on his jacket. "Uhm, yes... Yeah actually. I just- it's hard to explain, Todoroki. Ochako found out, too, a few weeks ago and didn't take it well, so even though I wanted to tell you and our other friends sooner, her reaction freaked me out a lot..."

Shouto nodded, resting his chin in his hand. "No wonder she's been acting so strange lately."

Sighing, Izuku lowered his head. "Yeah... she just- she said something she shouldn't have... I understand that it's a huge shock, believe me, I know, but... it still hurt terribly and I just- I still just want to cry when I think about what she said."

"I understand. You don't have to tell me, Midoriya-"

"No, I want to." Izuku waved and flashed a nervous smile. "Just... don't freak out..."

That pulled a little at the other Alpha's lips, a rare smile softening his features. "When am I ever known to have freaked out?"

"This is a special scenario."

"Try me."

Inhaling deeply, Izuku straightened his back. "I am pregnant," he stated firmly, forcing himself to maintain eye-contact with his friend.

Well, Shouto stayed quiet. His expression hardly changed aside from the fact that his little smile had fallen. His dual-colored eyes raked over Izuku once more, really analyzing his friend. Shouto rolled his shoulders as he shifted in his seat, slouching back against the chair. He took another slow sip. "Well... I don't think I could have ever guessed that..."

Izuku swallowed hard, finally looking away. "I... I'm mated to Kacchan... have been for a while now, and- well, we discovered that Enigmas can impregnate any other subgender if given the right exposure. Of course, we discovered this afterwards. So, now I am twenty-eight weeks along in a pregnancy that shouldn't have been possible. I was going to abort, I didn't think I would be able to do it. I didn't think I could handle the entire thing and it was all so scary, especially since I never thought this was a possibility. I didn't even think Kacchan and I would be able to adopt, so I was entirely unprepared to be a parent! I also was worried that Kacchan didn't want a baby and would hate me if I kept it, but I just couldn't go through with the process of aborting them. Kacchan is happy, though! He's been so amazing throughout the whole thing. He comes to as many appointments as he can, gives me lots of massages because I'm super swollen and sore everywhere, and he cooks everything for me and lately has just been buying a crazy amount of baby items! He's really excited about the baby, and sometimes when he comes home with arm-fulls of baby things, I think he's more excited than I am." Izuku blushed and smiled, thumbs fiddling over his belly.

Shouto hummed and nodded once he realized Izuku had finished. He took another sip. "I heard about the Theory of Bitching a few times before... didn't think it was real." He shrugged as Izuku shot him a shocked expression. "I already knew about you and Bakugou being mates. Bakugou let it slip some months after you two officially mated. He drank himself under the table and was blabbering all kinds of nonsense, you two being mates among the babble. Don't worry, I am not upset that you didn't tell me. I knew you would on your own time. I understand how a relationship like yours could affect your career and image, so I know you must have been worried about the news getting out."

Izuku teared up, gripping his jacket as he listened to his friend. "Todoroki..."

Shouto hummed, leaning forward again and rested his chin in his hand. "It is quite shocking to hear you're pregnant, I won't deny that. However, you seem happy about the circumstances. If you don't mind, I'd like to get you some gifts as well. You are my friend, and it is the least I could do after everything you have done for me."

Red filled Izuku's cheeks as he smiled to Shouto. He nodded slowly. "You don't have to give me anything... but if you want to, I won't say no."

Both laughed softly over their cups, Izuku relaxing.

One friend down. However many to go. Thank goodness for Shouto, though.

~

Katsuki was hesitant to let Ochako back inside their apartment. However, Izuku had allowed it. Katsuki stepped aside, still making his displeasure with the Beta known. Since the incident some weeks ago, Katsuki has avoided working with her, not like she minded. They weren't exactly friends anyway.

Izuku was seated on the sofa with friends surrounding him. Eijirou was helping fold the baby clothes, Shouto grimacing at the sheer amount of bottles he had unpacked. Denki and Mina fawned over the baby supplies, Sero taking the formula box and put the jars in a cleared out cabinet. Tenya was in the bedroom with Tsuyu, putting together more furniture for the baby.

When Ochako entered and cleared her throat, the soft chatter died instantly.

The greenette looked up, smile faltering and he lowered the blanket he held into his lap, partially covering his rounded belly. Now at thirty-two weeks, he had really grown in size. There was no hiding that belly now.

Under all the stares, the brunette lowered her head, scent muted. She shuffled closer to the sofa. "Deku..."

"Uraraka..."

"I'm really sorry..." She swallowed and licked her lips. "I was just really shocked and struggling to understand, but I didn't mean to be so insensitive. I should have worded my question differently or just not even asked at all. There's no excuse for how shitty I was."

Izuku sniffed and looked down to his lap. "I can understand how shocked you were... I was really shocked, too, and it took me a really long time to come to terms with it... but I was finally secure and sure this is what I wanted and what Kacchan wanted as well, so when you asked... if I couldn't get rid of it, I just... I was devastated because I was finally excited about my baby and I loved them, and I was finally secure in believing Kacchan was just as excited, even if he doesn't show it sometimes... and when you asked that, it brought all those insecurities rushing back to me and I was scared all over again, thinking maybe I really should have gone through with it..."

Mina whined softly, sinking onto to sofa beside Izuku and stroking his hair back. Her sweet bubblegum scent wrapped around him to soothe his growing anxiousness. "Zuzu, it's okay..."

Izuku breathed deeply, rubbing at his eyes. "I love you, Ochako, but what you asked really hurt... I know you weren't intending to hurt, but still..."

Ochako nodded, tears in her eyes. "I know... I know, I'm so sorry, Izuku... I didn't know if it was something you wanted or not, so I didn't know if you could have had an abortion or not, and I just thought based on you as I know you that you wouldn't want to give up heroing. Still, it was insensitive of me..."

The greenette was quiet a few moments, fiddling with the corner of the baby blanket. "I surprised myself, too..."

Swallowing, Ochako looked around. "Can I stay..? I can help."

Izuku hummed, looking back to her with a small smile. "Yeah. You can stay."

Katsuki huffed, scuffing his toe on the floor. Ochako didn't look back. Just returned Izuku's smile with a kuch brighter one. "Thank you, Izuku."

~

"Kacchan," Izuku whined, waddling in his shuffle out of their bedroom.

Katsuki grunted, ladle handle between his teeth as he carefully moved the steaming pot from the stove.

Izuku held his lower belly in both hands. Thirty-nine weeks along, Izuku felt as if he was about to burst. However, he was still a good three weeks from his due-date. "Kacchan, my back hurts."

"Maybe we should stop the sex, then," Katsuki muttered after pulling the ladle from his teeth, stirring the soup. He took a sip, ignoring Izuku's whine and pout. "You're fuckin' big, Deku. I don't care that the doctor said it's fine, I ain't gonna fuck you if it's hurting your back."

"That's not it, Kacchan!" Izuku stood by the counter, low purr rumbling in his chest as Katsuki held the ladle for him to try. "Delicious."

"What is it, then?" Katsuki flipped the wash cloth over his shoulder and turned, grabbing bowls from the cupboard.

"I just tried to move the crib..."

Katsuki then shot his mate a glare, slamming the ladle down. "You fucking what?"

Izuku whined and pouted, baring his neck. "I didn't like where it was! I wanted to closer to the bed!"

"You fucker- you're not supposed to be moving shit on your own, dammit!" Katsuki slopped their soup into their bowls, growling as he splashed the broth onto the counter.

"I'm sorry... you were busy... I just wanted to do it on my own. It should be easy..." Izuku lowered his head, rubbing his thumb back and forth.

Sighing, Katsuki's shoulders dropped and he splayed his hands across the counter. "Just... ask me, alright? I don't want you or the baby hurt, alright?"

Izuku nodded slowly, looking to the floor. He shifted nervously, offering a little smile as Katsuki gave him his bowl. "Thank you..."

"Just be fuckin' careful, alright?" Katsuki grasped the nape of Izuku's neck, pulling him forward as he leaned in, kissing his temple. "You're almost there, alright?"

Humming softly, Izuku leaned into his mate and let his scent seep deep into his lungs.

Katsuki placed another kiss into Izuku's curls, then stepped back. "Go sit and relax. After dinner, I'll massage your back."

Izuku flashed his mate a grin. "Thank you, Kacchan! You're so amazing!"

~

Katsuki really hadn't wanted to go into work. He really didn't want to be parted from his mate, especially one week away from the due date. His instincts were simply driving him mad, practically a bundle of extreme nervous energy inside him that had grown everyday.

Once the villian was tucked into the back of a police car, Katsuki whipped out his phone. He scrunched his face at the cracks across the screen, the damage having been done a few fights ago. Normally he doesn't carry his phone. However, with Izuku so heavily pregnant, he's made sure to keep his phone on him at all times. No matter what. Unfortunately, he'll have to replace his phone soon because of it.

"How is he?" Eijirou bent down to get into Katsuki's sight while also trying to sneak a peek at his phone. "He alright?"

Katsuki huffed, tucking his phone away. "No. He hasn't texted in a couple hours."

Eijirou folded his arms and shrugged. "Maybe he's just taking a nap or got involved in a documentary."

Huffing, the Enigma pushed Eijirou to the side. "He better fucking text me soon. He's supposed to update me every few hours."

"Well, you said it's only been a couple, right?" Katsuki grunted, crossing his arms. "Just give him another hour or two more, alright? If he doesn't text you then, then I'll come with you."

Katsuki carded his fingers through his hair, glancing around. Fuck, the paparazzi is coming. "I should text him... or call. I'll call him." He backed up, sneering as his friend laughed at him. He hid away amongst the police cars, pulling out his phone once more and pulling up his mate's contact instantly.

His jaw clenched as the phone rang. Usually by the second ring, Izuku was answering. Third ring... fourth ring... fifth-

"Hello? Is this Midoriya Izuku's mate?"

Katsuki stomach dropped at the breathless voice that was most certainly not his mate's. "Who- who the fuck is this?" He really hoped the sirens he heard, muffled by shouting in the background, were not as close as they seemed.

"Sir, my name is Tanaka, I am a first responder. There was an incident with Midoriya Izuku, and-"

"Kacchan..?"

Izuku's weak voice was just close enough for Katsuki to hear.

"What happened!? What the fuck happened-"

"Sir, please calm down. We are trying to figure that out now. We are currently in the ambulance, on the way to XXX Hospital."

"Fetal heartbeat is good!"

Katsuki sucked in a sharp breath, blinking back tears in his eyes.

"Sir, we think it may have something to do with the fetus. We cannot get a good ultrasound in a moving vehicle. We'll have more information at the hospital. However, we are having trouble keeping Midoriya's condition stable."

"Ka- Kacchan-" Izuku gasped and sobbed, Katsuki breaking into a run without thinking about it- "Kacchan- the baby-"

"Keep him alive, you fucking hear me!? Do whatever the fuck you need to, but keep him alive!"

~

"I'm so sorry, sir, they brought him to the operation room upon arrival. He is in emergency surgery-"

"How fucking long is it going to take!?" Katsuki slammed his fist on the counter, snarling at the receptionist.

"Sir, his ambulance only just arrived. He's hardly been in the operatory room long enough for them to start the surgery-"

"What surgery-"

"Bakugou?"

Both the explosive hero and the terrified receptionist snapped their heads up, looking to the approaching hero.

Shouto held his hands up, head low as if approaching a dangerous animal. "What is going on here? Who's here for surgery?"

Katsuki slammed his fist down on the counter. "Izuku is, dammit! And this fucking bitch won't give me any fucking information-"

"Maybe because she doesn't have any yet," Shouto suggested carefully, sliding his hand in front of Katsuki's chest and gently guiding him away from the counter. He offered a small smile to the poor girl. "Please let us know of any updates, ma'am. I'll babysit him over in the corner."

As Shouto lead Katsuki away, opting to breathe from his mouth due to the pungent, burning scent the Enigma gave off, listening to the broken growl rumbling in his friend's chest, Shouto watched his body language. Flexing fingers, tense shoulders hunched in, tight jaw and furrowed brows. The younger urged him to sit in the space furthest from other people.

"Can you tell me what happened..? Why Midoriya was rushed to surgery..?" Shouto stayed standing, placing a barrier between Katsuki and the civilians.

Katsuki's fingers carded through his hair as he slumped forward, propping his elbows on his knees. "I don't... I don't know..."

Shouto grabbed a chair and turned it around to sit in front of Katsuki. "Tell me what you do know," he encouraged, keeping his voice soft and low, his scent blockers keeping his scent muted.

"I tried to call him," Katsuki finally muttered, hands falling in front of him and fingers entwining tightly. "He always texts me every two or three hours, but he didn't, so I tried to call and the fucking E.M.T. answered instead... saying there was an incident with the baby and they were coming here..."

"We're they able to check on the baby in the ambulance..?"

Katsuki swallowed and licked his lips. "Someone said her heartbeat was good... I think. It was hard to tell."

Shouto nodded, leaning back in the chair. "Do you want me to call anyone?"

"His mom... and my parents. They'll want to be here." Katsuki pressed his thumbs into his brows, leg bouncing anxiously.

The younger nodded, standing up. He patted Katsuki's shoulder and sighed. "Alright... I'll be right back."

~

Katsuki's leg still bounced, even with his mother as Inko on either side of him, eyes pinched shut and taking deep breaths in an attempt to keep himself calm. Shouto stood not far off with Masaru, speaking to him softly.

Finally, a doctor walked through the doors, speaking to the receptionist before being directed towards the group. "Mr. Bakugou?"

He snapped his head up at the familiar voice, jumping to his feet. "How is he? What the fuck happened?"

The doctor smiled carefully and raised a hand. "Midoriya is on his way to his room now. He pulled through." Katsuki groaned in relief, entire body sagging either the news as he ran his hands through his hair. "It was scary at first. However, the issue was his own body. He simply was not made for childbirth, so when he went into labor, his body just did not know what to do and went into shock. I had to perform an emergency c-section, which went very well. I had to remove everything with the baby. Uterus and all, as his body was rejecting the entire system due to the shock."

Matsuri stood, placing her hand on Katsuki's arm. "And the baby?"

The doctor chuckled softly. "Healthy. She's doing great, she went right up to the NICU if you'd like to see her while Midoriya is being settled in his room."

"I'd like to see her," Katsuki admitted quietly, raising his head more. "Just until Izuku is good enough for me to see him."

Humming and nodding, the doctor turned and waved for them to follow. Shouto stayed behind, taking Katsuki's gauntlets.

Katsuki wrung his fingers together, unbelievably nervous and anxious. His brain tied itself in tangles and knots, fretting itself over Izuku. Worrying if he'll ever be the same. Worrying if he'll ever be okay. Worrying if he'll heal correctly. Worrying about every outcome that isn't favorable.

As they turned into an unfamiliar hallway, Katsuki nearly winced at all the crying he heard. He never liked the sound of children and currently with his nerves already on edge...

He hardly registered the doctor knocking on the window of the NICU. He heard his parents muttered, but his focus was elsewhere.

"Mr. Bakugou?"

His head finally snapped up at his name, breath catching as he spotted the white bundle topped by a little pink cap. Katsuki's mouth fell open, but he couldn't form words.

The nurse that had lifted the bundle from the incubator she had just rolled out giggled at him, approaching slowly. "Would you like to hold your daughter, Dynamight?"

Katsuki blinked several times, gaping like a fish as he attempted to answer.

Mitsuki interjected, grabbing his arm. "He'd love to hold her."

He lifted his arms quickly to take his daughter as she is held out to him. Katsuki felt his heart leap and stomach twist as he carefully cradles the tiny, pouting bundle to his chest. He swallowed hard, watching her calm down once settled in his arms. Tears suddenly stung his eyes, much against his will, as hers blinked open. Stormy gray looked up at him, cheeks rosy and chubby fingers curled into fists. Silky little blond strands curled out beneath the hem of her baby beanie.

"She's... so small..."

The nurse grinned wider. "She's actually above average for a baby."

Katsuki then chuckled, raising her more and lowering his head, nose brushing over her forehead. "Beating out all the other damn babies... that's my girl."

His mother nudged him, but held onto him as she stood on her toes to get a look at her. "Gosh, she looks just fucking like you, Katsuki. Poor Izuku."

Inko shuffled closer. "May I see her..?" Her voice was soft and almost timid, hands drawn to her chest.

Katsuki hummed, placing a soft kiss to the infant's smooth cheek before adjusting her carefully to lower her for Inko to admire. The small woman crooned and touched her face, smiling fondly. "She's absolutely beautiful, Katsuki..."

"I never... imagined what she'd look like... and God, she smells just like Izuku..." Katsuki raised his child back up, pressing his nose into the beanie. He inhaled deeply, closing his eyes. He let her warm, soft scent seep deep into his lungs, easing every ache and tight muscle in his body. She cooed and he nearly melted. He wouldn't ever admit it out loud, but he became wrapped around those tiny little fingers in that instant.

"Of course she smells like him," Mitsuki scoffed with an eye roll. "Infants always smell exactly like the Dam for the first few weeks. When they start developing their own hormones, their pheromones will change as well and develope into her very own scent."

Katsuki just huffed, smiling as little fingers grazed along his jaw.

"It seems Midoriya is now settled in his room." Katsuki looked to the doctor as he read the  tablet he had in hand. "He likely won't wake for a while longer, but you can stay in his room."

The Hero licked his lips, looking down to his infant.

"Does she have a name," the nurse piped in, reaching her hands out in an offering to take her.

Katsuki hesitated, fingers curling into the white blanket swaddling his daughter. He licked his lips, gazing at her stormy eyes, then carefully handled her to the nurse. "Hana... Izuku named her Hana. Midoriya-Bakugou Hana."

The nurse smiled, cooing to Hana. "A beautiful name for a such a sweet princess..."

~

Katsuki sat quietly beside Izuku's bed, glad they were mostly left alone. Every thirty minutes, a nurse or the doctor would come by to check on them both. Once the sun began to set was when Izuku finally started to wake.

He inhaled deeply, fingers flexing in Katsuki's hand.

The Enigma sat up quickly, stroking Izuku's curls back out of his face.

Izuku's eyes steadily cracked open, head tilting to look to Katsuki. A little smile raised the corner of his lips as his fingers tiredly curled around Katsuki's. "Hi..."

"Hey, yourself," Katsuki muttered, thumb brushing over Izuki's cheekbone. "Feeling alright..?"

"Fuzzy," was his answer, to which he chuckled. Izuku sighed through his nose, eyes drifting shut once again. "And I think sore... I think the morphine is wearing off..."

"Probably." Katsuki pulled the chair closer, resting his elbows on the edge of the bed. "Hey..." Izuku turned back to him. "I met her... held her... She's beautiful, Izuku..."

Izuku's smile widened, tears already beginning to gather in his eyes. "Is she really..? She's okay..?"

Katsuki snorted, lifting Izuku's hand to kiss his knuckles. "Perfectly healthy. Above average, even." Izuku giggled tiredly. "She looks a lot like me, which is a damn shame."

"I always dreamed of mini Kacchans," Izuku mused, voice hoarse. "I want to see her, Kacchan... please..?"

"Yeah," Katsuki nodded, reaching over to hit the nurse-call button. "They'll bring her here."

"Alright... I don't think I could move if I tried..."

Katsuki hummed, rubbing up and down Izuku's arm. He took in the sight of his exhausted mate. Sure, he's used to seeing him in a hospital bed, but this was different. Izuku was here because of something inside him. Something that was (not particularly in their case)natural. Izuku was here because of Katsuki(even if he didn't realize he was capable of impregnanting his mate). Izuku's body has changed so much and likely may never fully recover or fully return to the state he had been in before. Especially since he had to have surgery to help.

And what if this happens again? What if Katsuki knocks him up again? Sire, the doctor took out all the things that came with the baby, but Katsuki had put it there before, somehow. He likely could again. What if the second time is worse?

"I'm gonna castrate myself."

Izuku was still a few moments, relaxed with his eyes closed. Then his brows furrowed and he turned his head back to Katsuki. "What..?"

Katsuki huffed. "Well, we know it's me that can get you pregnant. We don't know that birth control could help our situation at all, so if I just sterilize myself, that will just help resolve the problem. Right? If I'm not fertile, then maybe I can't put you through the process of Bitching again. And no more fucking kids, 'cause just the one nearly fucking killed you. What if our neighbor below us hadn't heard you fall? You might have died and I wouldn't have known until late tonight. So no more fucking kids, alright? You're not going through that whole shit-show again, you fuckin' hear me?"

Izuku smiled softly, squeezing Katsuki's hand. "Alright, Kacchan..."

Nodding, the Enigma relaxed back into his chair.

A nurse finally came in, smiles and soft whispers. She checked Izuku's vitals, administering a slight amount of morphine through the IV before leaving to get their baby like Izuku had asked her.

Katsuki ran his thumb back and forth over Izuku's knuckles, slouching back into his chair. The greenette relaxed again, eyes closed and breathing even. Katsuki almost thought he had fallen asleep until the door opened.

Izuku breathed deeply, cracking open his eyes and trying to push himself up more onto the pillows as he heard the incubator rolling in.

Chiding his mate, Katsuki raised the bed slightly and adjusted the pillows, helping Izuku sit up comfortably.

"Hana," Izuku sighed with tears in his eyes, smile raising his lips as he reached out to the bundle being raised from the incubator. He crooned as his daughter is placed into his arms, Katsuki assisting him with his own arm beneath Izuku's to ensure the infant is supported. "I know how to hold her, Kacchan..."

Katsuki huffed, not removing his arm as he sidled into the hospital bed beside his mate. "I know you can. Just don't want you to hurt yourself. You have a gaping wound."

"I'm sure I was stitched up nicely, Kacchan. I doubt they'd leave me open like that..."

The nurse smiled and shook her head at their mild banter as she left quietly.

The Enigma shrugged, brushing his thumb over Hana's cheek. "I hope she gets freckles like you... then she'll look less like me."

Izuku giggled softly, leaning into his mate. "I love that she looks like you... but she also still has a scrunchy baby face so who knows what all features of mine she'll grow into."

Katsuki hummed, just looking down to Hana. She was fast asleep, cheeks still rosy. She's beautiful. Never did he think he could be a good parent, but he certainly would try his best.

~

"You have your excuse."

Izuku blinked before raising his head to look to Shouto with his brows furrowed in confusion. He carefully adjusted his hold on his little bundle and raised the bottle more so she wouldn't suckle on air. "What are you talking about?"

The dual quirk user sat beside him, waving his phone. "They snagged photos of you at the hospital multiple times. Articles are popping up all over the place and I guarantee that a few news stations are talking about it."

He felt his blood drain from his face, shoulders quickly tensing. "They know..?"

"Not even close," Shouto chuckled, amused as he scrolled through one of the articles, draping an arm over the back of the sofa. "They have all kinds of theories. Battle injury, terminal illness, quirk mishap... the list goes on, really. Lucky for you, the picture from yesterday when you finally left the hospital, you're with your mother and Bakugou is in the background with Hana and since he's got his cap and mask on, no one knows it's him." He turned his phone for Izuku to see.

The greenette winced. He looked Godawful in that picture. Like he'd been ran over by a bus. And man was his weight gain noticeable. Hana whimpered and he immediately relaxed his hold, looking down to his infant. She settled, returning to happily suckling.

Shouto shut off his phone and let it fall into his lap. He turned his attention to the newborn and hummed. "You know... I don't know anyone else that would have done what you have... and you got a beautiful baby out of it..."

Izuku smiled, relaxing more now that their conversation changed topics. "She is pretty amazing... but I don't think I could do it again. The entire process was scary and unnatural... and then when my body essentially began attacking itself because it didn't know what exactly was going on- never again. I am so happy holding her, but I am more glad that the whole ordeal is over... well, sort of. I really need to get back into shape so I can get back to work... I can't imagine how my ranking has suffered and I haven't been able to communicate with my agency this last week-"

"Don't worry about that," Shouto assured with a warm hand on his friend's shoulder. "I stepped in. Forged some documents to make it look like you legally put me in charge of everything until further notice."

The way he said it was so nonchalant. Heat rose to Izuku's cheeks as he stuttered.

"Oi!" Katsuki stomped as he entered the living area, scent bursting with smoke as his nose scrunched in distaste to see the taller Alpha. "What the fuck are you doing here? How the fuck did you get in?"

Shouto flicked his key out with a small smirk, earning himself a glower. "Just letting you guys know that you don't have to tell the world you guys had a baby. People think he has an illness or is recovering badly from an injury. It doesn't have to be a scandal and she can be kept secret."

All three looked back to the content infant in Izuku's arms, Izuku smiling softly. "She'd be safe... both from public eye and from villians..."

Katsuki hummed, folding his arms and crossing the room. "Yeah... S'pose so..."

~

Izuku maintained the best smile he could, even as he winced at the shouting and the camera flashes. He raised gloved hands, waving and smiling and nodding until the chaos finally began to die down.

"Hi, thank you so much for coming," Izuku spoke softly into the microphones, clearing his throat after. He tugged nervously on his glove and swallowed. "I'm sure there are so many questions and I'm happy to answer as many as possible. However, first I would like to apologize for my absence. There was a quirk incident some months ago that went far worse than expected. For not only my own safety, but for the safety of the public, I had to step down from heroism for a while until my issue could be resolved and I could return my strength. While I am not one hundred percent, I am still in recovery, I was finally cleared to return to work and I could not be happier or more relieved. I cannot divulge the information of the incident as it is still being looked into, but I will answer any further questions I am able."

~

Izuku didn't think standing up at that podium would have made him so nervous, but he realized as he left the conference room that not only were his palms incredibly sweaty, his hands trembled. His mouth was dry and he desperately needed a drink.

Still the moment he spotted Katsuki and their little three month old bundle, his entire being was set at ease. He set his cup aside and hurried to them, reaching his arms out.

Katsuki chuckled, allowing Hana to be removed from his arms. "You did great out there."

Izuku crooned as Hana squeaked and babbled, clinging happily to him. "Did I? Oh, Kacchan, I had no idea you were coming. Did anyone see you? Or her, no one saw Hana, right?"

"No one saw us," Katsuki assured, adjusting his baseball cap. "Hey, I'm serious. You did good."

Smiling, Izuku cradled Hana to his chest with a low purr rumbling softly for her. She curled up, nuzzling closer to his purr. "Thank you, Kacchan... how was it?"

"Well, you didn't hesitate to answer so I doubt anyone will question-"

"No, no," Izuku giggled softly, swaying. "How was staying home with Hana this morning..?" It was Katsuki's first time alone with their baby without Izuku available. Izuku was so nerve-wracked that morning, not because he didn't trust Katsuki. His mate was wonderful with their baby, even if he got impatient sometimes.

Katsuki shrugged, gaze softening as he looked to their daughter. "It was nice, actually... weird without you, but nice. We just relaxed pretty much the whole time. Changed a few diapers, fed her, she got some tummy time-" Izuku had to stifle another giggle. Katsuki saying 'tummy time' was the funniest thing he's ever heard, but he cannot let Katsuki know that for fear he'll stop saying it- "and she liked having the TV on. She hardly fussed."

Smiling fondly, Izuku looked down to their infant. She clutched his herosuit, eyes drifting shut. He raised her slightly, ducking his head to kiss the soft hair curling off her head. "She's amazing," he murmured, rubbing her back.

Katsuki hummed in agreement, stepping closer until their shoulders touched. He raised a hand, brushing his knuckles over a rounded rosy cheek. Hana was to tired to acknowledge him, content against her dam's chest. Katsuki smiled softly, happy with his little family. As Izuku leaned into him, seeking his warmth, Katsuki circled his arm around his waist, pressing his nose into green curls and inhaled deeply. "I love you, Izuku..."

Closing his eyes, Izuku relaxed into his mate. "I love you, too, Kacchan..."

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Soooooo

I started this literally months ago, then I think I ran out of ideas, so I didn't continue it. Well, I was so stressed out these last few weeks because of the recent chapters I started up continuing some of the abandoned oneshots, and this one got the most attention as you can tell. Took a while, but I'm overall pretty happy with the result!

I'm not going back to edit it, though. I'm sorry. It's a lot.