Bakugo x Reader Boyfriend / Husband scenarios

When the baby kicks

That fanart gives me life but it also looks so wrong why is his smile so big-

(Pregnancy check: 22 weeks)

A hormonal pregnant woman and an overprotective spouse sometimes just don't mix.

I would try and bring in a bag of groceries and they would be snatched from my hand.

I even try to stand on my toes to get to or put away a dish and he would take over.

On one hand I know he was just trying to help, the doctor said not to strain myself or lift anything to heavy.

But on the other hand I hated people doing things for me and for gods sake Katsuki I can lift a bag of bread without serious damage coming to my body.

This tension, plus my stress from doing paperwork all day and putting out small fires left in right in the agency (including a literal one from one of my interns) leads to exactly why I was smacking his hand away while he was trying to help out in the kitchen.

"Hands off my veggies."

"They're fucking massive carrot sticks, their never gonna cook in time."

"Excuse me do I insult your cooking Ground Zero?"

"Maybe I can actually focus while cooking Mockingjay." I let out a huff of air and finished chopping the onion before pulling the carrots back my way so I trim them down. Still frustrated and not paying attention I threw the veggies into the pot with my hands a little to close. Boiling chicken broth splashed up and I hissed in pain. "Are you ok!?"

"I'm fine! I can take care of this by myself!" I turned on the sink and stuck my stinging hands under the cold water. I heard Katsuki's footsteps as he walked into the kitchen and began rubbing my shoulders.

"Ok, whats going on? You know I have the emotional range of a teaspoon sometimes so you need to tell me if I've been an asshole lately."

"Not really its just..." I took a couple deep breaths, "You've been doing a lot of things for me lately that you've never done before like reaching dishes or taking in any sort of grocery bag that weights over a pound and it makes me feel helpless. I'm pregnant, not made of glass Katsuki." He was silent for a moment before speaking.

"Lets get your hands patched up than there's something I want to tell you."

We sat on the couch and I adjusted my position next to Katsuki as he spoke.

"I was born premature. Mom says it was cause she was so stressed during her pregnancy." I raised a brow in shock, this was the first I'd heard of this. "Yeah, and I wasn't born screaming I wasn't breathing when I was born. Mom told me that was one of the scariest moment in her and dads life. I don't want you to experience that. I know you've been stressed lately so I wanted to relieve you in other ways." I took his hands and placed it on my stomach.

"I'll be fine. I finished the paperwork today and if I'm being honest it makes me more stressed when you try and do things for me." Katsuki was about to respond but we were both distracted by a sudden thump on my belly.

"Holy shit did they just kick?"

"I think so."

"Damn their gonna be strong." We had a moment of just sitting like that before the smoke detectors suddenly went off.

"Shit I think I left a towel on the burner!"

"I'll get it, you go open windows and fan the detector." I went as fast as I could to open the windows while Katsuki took the towel outside. I fanned the smoke detector until it stopped screaming at me and went to stir the soup.

"I didn't even realize we still had the batteries in for that thing after you set them off with a small explosion."

"Yeah well I put them back since I don't use my quirk in the house anymore. Thank god or you would have burned down the whole damn place."

"Shut up." Katsuki kissed me on the cheek and threw the burned towel in the trash can, chuckling to himself as he left the kitchen. I smiled and shook my head, smile growing a little wider as the baby kicked again.

Just about 3 ½ months little one. Then we'll finally be able to meet you.