MHA Oneshots

Kirishima x Fem!Reader

Being a pro hero was no joke. It had always been a dream of mine but when you had a pro hero husband and four kids at home it was a lot more time consuming. However looking back i wouldn't change a thing.

With that being said I was currently hiding in the bathroom of my hero agency clutching a pregnancy test in my hand. Eijiro Kirishima was the best husband and father I could've hoped for but this was number five if I was willing to open my eyes and see what the result was.

'C'mon...you can't stay in here all day!' I'd said this to myself 42 times before I finally opened my eyes. Two lines stared back at me, the test line darker than the control. Tears welled up in my eyes and a slow goofy grin spread across my cheeks. We were pregnant!

My mood went south as I remembered Eijiro had been home for about a month after being badly injured in a fight. What if this wasn't the right time? What if he wasn't excited? I beat down my panic with an iron fist. One step at a time.

I discarded the test and left the stall as I made a plan to tell him, effectively freaking myself out. "You can do this, y/n" I mumbled quietly to myself while I manifested my leathery purple wings and took off for home.

Moments later I landed on the front stoop of the home I shared with Eijiro. Opening the door I immediately noticed something was off. It was quiet. We have four children under the age of 6 and Eijiro is one of the loudest people I know, well aside from his best friend.

"Hello?" I closed the door behind me. No response came. A smell of cooking vegetables wafted from the kitchen making my belly grumble. I followed the smell and what I saw warmed my heart.

Eijiro was standing in the kitchen making dinner. The rice cooker dinged, signalling it was done and being kept warm. He had a variety of vegetables steaming, they looked like a lot of my favorites. Eijiro was in the center of it all fileting a salmon. I could see his earbuds were in so he was probably listening to something far too loud. I stood against the door frame and just admired him. 

The sleeves of his tee shirt pulled tight over his arms. His sharp jaw would flex as he tasted every bit of what he was cooking. His hands gracefully fileting salmon and handling the knife with ease. My boulder was a pretty good cook and I could watch this all day but he finally spotted me and gave me a big sharp toothed grin.

"Hey, pebble!" He took his earbuds out and walked around the counter to sweep me into his arms, kissing me deeply. "This was supposed to be a surprise. Like kids at my mom's surprise."

"Oh really?"I laughed softly, "what's the special occasion?"

"Well," He set me back on my feet and made sure everything was at a low setting so it wouldn't burn. "I've been cleared to come back to the agency!"

"That's fantastic, boulder!" I exclaimed. It really was and I really wanted to be happy but then I remembered the test and all of my anxiety came flooding back. Was it too soon to be emotional because I could feel the irrational sadness welling up.

"Hey, hey, y/n, what's wrong?" The concern in his voice was the tip of the iceberg. He held my face in his hands trying to console my ugly crying. "Pebble, I can't understand you. You have to calm down and look at me." 

We sat down at the kitchen table and I sobbed for a few more moments, trying desperately to calm myself down. My e/c eyes looked deep into his red ones and I took a shuddering breath.

 "Don't...be...upset." I sniffed between each word. "I'm pregnant.."

His eyes lit up and he smiled as big as he had when our other four children were born. I was ridiculous to think he would be anything but overjoyed. My heart almost burst seeing him like this.