Aizawa x pregnant reader

Month 8

(Hi it's me, the liar- I mean the author again. I can't believe the last Update was almost three months ago, even though I said I will update sooner than the last time, sorry about that. But HOLY SHIT THE STORY GOT OVER 1k READS I'M SO EXCITED THANK YOU SO MUCH. But anyways here is the 10th chapter, enjoy!)

A few weeks have gone by since the earthquake and you are now in the 36th week. The wound on your head was now completly healed. Now almost completly unable to move, your days haven't been very eventfull. Not that you'd be complaining about that, having not very much energy to do anything, but it was getting pretty boring for you. Not only the doctor but also everyone you know gave you bed rest after the earthquake, that gave everybody a little shock. Althought the uneventfull weeks that you had, this day wouldn't be as boring as you thought.

Shouta had gone with the cats to the vet, not anything special, just a normal check up. He still didn't like the idea of leaving you alone at home so before he went, he carried you downstairs. That was possible for him again after he had regained his power with a lot of work outs, giving him also some more muscels 😏.

He told Hizashi to check on you in a few hours, just that he could be sure everything was alright. Finally before he left, he put some breakfast on the coffee table infront of the couch you were lying on, taking the cats in the car and taking of to the vet. He still had this uneasy feeling, but eventually brushed it off.

You woke up a few hours later, hearing something break outside of your house. But you were too tired to be worried. With you eyes still half closed, you notice your favourite breakfast infront of you. Even though you stomach already felt full and tight, reason to that being two humans inside of you, you got yourself to eat it. Not like it was bothering you that you had to eat it, it wasn't something that you wanted to do right now. But you reminded yourself that it was for your best and that if you wouldn't eat it, Shouta would be worried. And he made it for you so it made it easier to eat it.

When you were almost done, you felt a sharp pain in your lower abdomen, making you stop eating. It was just another Braxton hick, but it was more painfull than any other you had before. You remembered that drinking some water can help, so as good as you could, you tried to reach the glass of water standing on the coffeetable. 'Shouta really did think about everything' you thought to yourself, emptying the glass and rubbing your hand in circles over your massive stomach, trying to ease the pain and your children inside you that had been very active. "You know you two can fight when you're here, you don't have to do that before you are born" you chuckled, them finally relaxing again.

Suddenly, you hear something break again, but now closer. It sounded like it was coming from the kitchen so you did your best to get yourself in the bathroom, it being the room that could be locked the easiest. But you didn't come far because you fell on the ground and the people who had been causing the comotion getting to you. You didn't know them so they are probably some underground villians, not very popular, not very succesful.

Still, in your condition, you couldn't do anything but be helpless. Even though you tried activating your quirk, but before you could, you were knocked out by some kind of toxin, coming from the hand of someone behind you. 'Oh hey kinda like Nemuri...' you thought to yourself before going limp.

Hizashi POV:
I was on my way to the Aizawa-Houshold. I know that Shouta has been very worried about (Y/n), so he didn't even need to ask if I could look after them.

When I arrived at their house, it was very quiet. Even though it's always pretty quiet, it was quietter than always. I got a key to the house, both of them trusting me enough to do so, so I slowly unlock the front door.

For to me unknown reasons, I say nothing when I come in. What worries me that there was no answer to the opening door. When I come to the living room, it doesn't look out of the ordinary, just some leftovers and an empty glass sitting on the small table. I continue going in until I come to the kitchen. It has a very big window which is now...completly broken. My heart stops for a second and I swallow. "(Y/n)? Where are you? That's not funny please say something!" I call out with a shaky voice. I run through the house, unable to find them.