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"What did you just say?"

Katsuki looked at the blood spread on your clothes and leaking from your nose and forehead. The first thing he did was made sure you were okay. He didn't know what the fuck you talking about, but you were his main concern.

He plugged your nose to stop the bleeding and cleaned the wound on your forehead. He tried to get you to change, but you had to tell him you were technically covered in evidence. He wasn't going to ask any questions yet, but get this sorted out.

He called his mother. Had her come and get the kids. They didn't need to see their dead grandfather laying in the kitchen. Thankfully Mitsuki didn't ask any questions, just grumbled while taking the kids and leaving.

The next phone call was for Jinmon. He spared the main details but basically told her that she needed to retrieve the dead body lying in his kitchen. He couldn't even muster looking at it, but the large puddle of blood told him enough.

Once Jinmon and her people were there, Katsuki took you to the hospital. Thank god heros had their own hospital now, some privacy was nice. After multiple tests and getting two stitches, you and Pumpkin were fine.

The doctor told you that you just needed to rest for a couple of days so the stitches could heal and to make sure everything was alright. Katsuki on the other hand had different plans.

He made you take maternity leave early, which sucked because school wasn't even out till mid-July and it was the last week of April. He assigned you to bedrest, so you couldn't do anything except go to the bathroom. 

So this was how you spent the last three days. Katsuki had called off work, but he was going back in today. "You know, this is no fun." "It's not meant to be fun y/n. You need to rest." You gave him a look as he put his eyeliner on.

"Being on bed arrest isn't healing Kat. I don't even get to kiss my kid's goodnight!" Katsuki scowled at you, but it was replaced with a soft smile as he saw your pout and crossed arms.

Getting up from the vanity, Katsuki came over and grabbed your hands. "Look, I know it's not ideal. I just want you and Pumpkin to be safe hun." He kissed your forehead before getting back up.

"Can I at least tuck one child in tonight?" "You can put Kyoichi to bed. Kayoko's too rowdy." You rolled your eyes as he shot you a smile. "Okay mister, you have a job to get to. Leave your poor pregnant wife alone while you save the day."

Katsuki playfully sighed before turning around, but he looked back as you slapped his ass. "You won't let me leave this room. The least you can do is let me enjoy this." He sighed as you repeated the action and he ended up walking away.

"I love you, hun." "I love you too Kitty Kat." "y/n please stop making terrible puns with my name." "No need to have a Kat-titude." Katsuki gave you a look before closing the door behind him.

You heard his heavy footsteps move down the steps and out the door. Now, this was where the real boredom sat in. It was still fairly early, so going back to sleep for a couple of hours wouldn't hurt.

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Hearing keys in the door so early was not expected. And by early, you mean 12:53. A yawn left your mouth as footsteps approached the door, and as you stretched you heard the door open. But it was definitely a surprise when Todoroki was at the door.

"Hey, bitch. We got food." "We?" Izuku appeared in the doorway, holding up bags as he posed. "Kacchan told us you were on bed rest to bring food. He said something healthy but fuck that we ordered takeout." 

The men sat the bags down, and Shouto handed you a container. "Aww, you got me Okonomiyaki? You know it's one of my favorites." "There's Tsukune in here somewhere too." Your eyes got wide as you started searching through the bags.

"Jeez y/n, has he been starving you?" "Sho I've been in this bed for four damn days, almost 22 weeks pregnant, and killed a man on Monday. I deserve this food." You started to eat, but both men staring at you made it awkward. You looked at both of them as they stared back. 

"What?" You said with a stuffed mouth. "Uh, repeat that last part," Izuku asked while you drank some water. "...I deserve this food?" "No before that." "I killed a man on Monday?" "Yeah, that part. What the fuck are you talking about?" You gave them a blank look before started to eat again.

"y/n! You can't just say 'I killed a man lol' then keep eating like you didn't say it!" Shouto said while lightly shaking you. You pushed his hands away before taking another bite. "First off, why the hell did you just say l-o-l out loud? Second off, I totally forgot that none of you knew what happened."

You explained the story to them, which was pretty long since you started from six until now. Almost twenty-four years of trauma was a lot to unload on two people. Both men sat as listened as you told your life's tale of misery to murder.

"So just to clarify: When your mom died your dad take took you and brought you here and abused you, and once you made it into UA you cut off all ties with him. Then after years of nothing you randomly get attacked, later you realized it was him. He went to jail, escaped five years later, tried to kill you but then you killed him." Izuku muttered to himself, and Shouto hit him on the head to make him stop.

You just nodded as you finished your food. "Yep, and now I'm stuck in this bed until Katsuki says I can leave it." You opened another container, seeing there was Dorayaki in it. "I mean it's fine though." You grabbed the desserts, eating them while looking down.

"I mean, he was a shit dad anyway, I didn't need him. He wasn't there when I took my first steps, or when I learned how to read or write, when I went to school and graduated, when I got married, when I had my two kids, he was never there." You didn't even notice you were crying until you felt the tears fall on your hands.

You wiped the tears falling from your face as you sniffled. "It's weird, I thought him being gone would help me..." Izuku and Shouto looked at each other before looking back at you. "Take it from someone whose dad was never in his life, them not being there hurts more."

They both pulled you in for a hug, and you sighed as they held you. "Look at us, the bad dad gang." You and Izuku both looked at Shouto as he awkwardly smiled. "Sho you're a fucking idiot." You laughed as you wiped your face.

"Sorry, I'm trying to uplift the mood." Shouto laughed while rubbing his neck. "But what I've learned from having an abusive dad is that you just do better for your kids. The kids are spoiled, but they know how to act. Well, Hiraku and Akimitsu do. Amai's just... Amai. We don't really know what's going on with her yet."

Shouto just looked off in the distance until he remembered something. "Wait, why the fuck did your dad try to attack me?! I didn't have shit to do with your family affairs!" "I dunno. It's kind of like it was a loose plotline that didn't get picked back up and was forgotten."

The three of you just sat there and just looked at each other. "Huh. Weird." You all just shrugged it off, thinking nothing of it. "So, are you two here just to bring me food and listen to my problems? Because I got a husband and therapist for that." They both snickered while Izuku hugged you tighter.

"Nah, we're here to give you food for the rest of the day. Shoto's also gonna get your kids from school because I have no idea where they are." You laughed as Izuku grabbed a Dorayaki and ate it. "We're also gonna watch Rupal's Drag Race now because Iida limits my watch time at home."

You both looked at the green-haired man as he shrugged. "I like to get some wine and binge-watch Rupal after work. But my boyfriend thinks it's unhealthy to sit and watch TV for hours, so I'm only allowed one glass of wine and two episodes a night." He explained while looking for the remote.

"Zuzu I think you're an alcoholic." "Probably, but I just ignore it." He found the remote and smiled. "Sho get all this stuff off the bed." "Why me?!" "Because I'll kick your ass if you don't." Shouto sighed before starting to clean up.

Maybe bed arrest wouldn't be so bad.

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