Landmine (Bakugo x Kirishima x Female reader)

Epilogue

"Mommy" a little voice whisper yells, patting my face with a small hand.

"Yeah" I whisper back, cracking an eye open. My kids have crawled up onto the large bed I share with Bakugo and Kirishima in our house. They usually wake one of them up in the morning, but today, they went straight for the middle spot to get me up.

"We want ice cream for breakfast" the little boy whispers even louder. Their fathers don't even stir.

"Do you now?" I shake with laughter, trying to make sure my men stay asleep. They've been working long hours and today is their first day off in a couple weeks. I fully intended to make sure they get as much rest as possible....well, with a few hours of fun exceptions.

I got pregnant a year after I gave them their memories back. My birth control lapsed and it kept slipping my mind to make another appointment with my doctor to get my next dose. When I finally went, they gave me a pregnancy test out of procedure and I was, indeed, pregnant.

I had come home in a daze, shocked and unable to process. Both of them sat me down and got it out of me. They were silent for a second before bursting into pure joy. They didn't even care who was the 'father', they were both going to be a dad in their minds. In mine too. My kids would never know a day where they didn't feel loved and that made me burst into tears of joy.

When little Callie came into this word with a dusting of blonde hair on her head, we knew that Bakugo was biologically her father, but you wouldn't know that by the way both of them doted on her. One of her eyes was red, the other was e/c and as she got older, the red got brighter and I could stare into them forever.

The first green light we all got to have sex after I was healed, we talked and I told them I wanted to have a second one with Kirishima's DNA decently close to Callie in age. They started to tell me it didn't matter, but I cut them off, reminding both of them that as only children, it can be a little lonely and I don't want that for Callie. I want her to have someone her age to confide in when they're teens and angry at us or someone to help make the hard decisions when the time comes to bury the last of us. It was hard enough doing that when I was ten years old, it was even worse doing it by myself.

Through the second pregnancy a year later, the two of them barely let me walk. It was a much tougher pregnancy too, so I didn't mind too much. The second kid was really taking all my energy and as the months got closer to my due date, the guys made a deal with work so that one of them was home with me at all times to help me take care of baby Callie. I told them we could hire some temporary help so they wouldn't have to but they insisted that they were not going to be the heroes that put work over their family and it's their family, so it's their responsibility. I didn't think I could love them more, but in that moment, I did.

When Collin decided he was ready to crash into the world, he certainly knew how to make an entrance. I had to have an emergency c-section to get him out safely a week before my due date. Even though Kirishima insisted that having a biological child didn't matter to him, seeing his face hold his son told me that I had given him the most precious gift in the world. But then I started to bleed out.

The look on my mens' face in the operating room paled instantly as my heart rate monitor went crazy. I could feel an unshakable cold creep through my veins and I started to tell them I love them and said my goodbyes. They were crying and begging me not to go. I woke up in a hospital bed a couple days later, both men at my sides, Callie in Bakugo's lap, Collin in Kirishima's arms. He had a full head of black hair.