MHA Characters X Pregnant Reader

Kirishima 28

Kirishima
The last few days have been... stressful to say the least. With Y/N's mood swings, doctor appointments, and... therapy sessions for my now-confirmed CPTSD (Complex Post Traumatic Stress Disorder). I know that these situations are more stressful on her than they are on me and that she'd want nothing more than to sleep the rest of her pregnancy away. Regardless of how tired her body has been she'd been by my side throughout all of the... mental shit I'm struggling to understand. But enough about me and more about my baby girl-
I was yanked out of my thoughts by an extremely loud blonde. "Dude, are you listening to me?" Kaminari was walking backward in front of me, he was babbling on about some new game that just came out a few days prior. "Something about a game?" his confused expression morphed into one of unamusement. "What are even thinking about?" I slowly shook my head. something felt off as if something bad was gonna happen.
A cold frighteningly familiar metal was pressed against my back, I quickly turned around and punched the person responsible. "Holy Shit Red!" Let's just say I didn't punch a villain.

"I can't believe you punched a kid." the laughter coming from my wife was mesmerizing, if only she was laughing for me instead of at me. "I'm sorry, it's not funny that it triggered you. It was funny cause the kid got what was coming for him." She barriers her face in my chest her hair tangled in my finger. Everything about her is memorizing on its one, the way her hair shimmers and shines, how mer body looks as if it was sculpted by God himself. The way her eyes glisten when she looks at me. Put that all together and you have a goddess in real life, and somehow some way I got her to WILLINGLY carry my daughter. Soon after our conversation about work and her fit of laughter she fell asleep, laying her pretty head on my chest, the pattern of her breath matching up with mine.