The Child

Chapter 15

Katsuki's Pov

I had just woken from my nap when I heard my phone ding. Kirishima had texted me. Of course I let him fucking come. Both my parents had an emergency at work and couldn't be here. Kirishima's scent is almost gone too.

Fuck. I'll just have to wait. I go to my parents' room and start to scent it. Because of my shit omega side, I had the erge to scent a lot of things and have things be scented for me.

Since it's still the afternoon, I guess I'll make some lunch. An oven baked pizza will do just fine. I'll get the dry yeast, semolina flour, water, and some other shit that'll make the dough taste good.

Once I finish the dough, I put sauce, shredded mozzarella cheese, and some other toppings. I put it into the finished preheated oven of 218°C and now I have ta wait.

I start a timer for 15 minutes and go sit on the couch. I turn on the TV and put on the shit I've been watching recently. I need to work on my English, so this is good, plus it's funny.

After about 10 minutes, I hear the doorbell ring. When I open it, Shitty Hair and IcyHot greet me. I let them inside.

KE: *sniff sniff* What's that amazing smell?

BK: Me? Or the food?

KE: You always smell good, I'm talking about what you're making.

BK: Oh. Pizza.

TS: Mind if we have some?

BK: Sure. It's thick and big.

We all sat on the couch, me rubbing my belly.

TS: Have they started kicking yet?

BK: Yeah. 2 weeks ago. They kick when I'm feeling comfortable. They're definitely gonna be energetic.

Honestly. This brat kicks nonstop, it's so annoying and shitty. I gotta piss a lot too cuz they keep kicking my fucking bladder.

TS: Can I feel?

BK: Go ahead.

I lift up my hoodie and let him touch. He rubs around it and I feel them kick. He immediately pulls his hand away.

TS: That scared me a bit.

He puts his hands back to where they were and the baby continues to kick.

BK: Looks like the brat likes ya.

KE: Can I too?

BK: Sure.

Icyhot moves his hands a bit to make space for Shitty Hair. After some time, my timer rings. I shove their hands away and go the the oven. Once I get the oven mitt, I bend down, but Shitty Hair comes up to me.

KE: Let me take it out.

BK: Why? Think I'm too useless to do one fucking task as simple as this?!

He gets flustered.

KE: N-no! That's not it! It's because I don't want the baby getting too hot by being near the oven. Ya know?

BK: ......*sigh* Fine. Just fucking do it.

He gets it out and places it on the large plate I had set up. I get the pizza slicer and slice it into 9 slices. 3 for each.

We all sit down on the couch. The two having soda while I'm stuck with fucking juice. Don't get me wrong, passion fruit juice is fucking delicious.

TS: Thank you for the food.

KE: Thanks for the food!

We all begin to eat and watch the show.