𝐛𝐚𝐤𝐮𝐠𝐨𝐮 𝐱 𝐟𝐞𝐦!𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫
the two of you hated each other, simple as that.
but the line between hate and love easily blurs.
"𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞𝐬 𝐣𝐮𝐬𝐭 𝐢𝐧𝐜𝐡𝐞𝐬 𝐢𝐧 𝐛𝐞𝐭𝐰𝐞𝐞𝐧 𝐮𝐬,
𝐢 𝐰𝐚𝐧𝐭 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐭𝐨 𝐠𝐢𝐯𝐞 𝐢𝐧, 𝐢 𝐰𝐚�...
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"𝐊𝐀𝐓𝐒𝐔𝐌𝐀. 𝐋𝐄𝐓 𝐆𝐎 𝐎𝐅 𝐘𝐎𝐔𝐑 father's gauntlet. he won't be very happy if he sees you messing around with it." you gave a stern look to your son.
"but masaki is allowed to touch them!" he pouted, hugging the gauntlet close to his chest.
"that's because she's old enough to begin training with him." you ran your hand through katsuma's hair, causing your son to melt into your touch. "you can start training when you get a little more control over your quirk, okay sweetie?" he nodded, placing the gauntlet gently on the ground and leaping into your arms.
"sunshine have you seen my-" your husband walked into the room, eyeing up his gauntlet on the floor. his eyes then shifted to the thief that rested in your arms. "katsuma do you know who took it?" the little boy shook his head quickly. bakugou neared you and katsuma on the floor.
you rolled your eyes, knowing what was coming. bakugou picked up katsuma, tickling him all over, causing the young boy to collapse into strings of laughter. "o-okay it was me!" he confessed through giggles.
"i knew it." your husband said, placing a kiss on his son's forehead, before he walked over to you, kissing your cheek.
"ew." you heard masaki say from behind you. you looked over, smiling at your daughter. she had gotten her father's attitude. you got up from your seat on the floor, hurrying towards your daughter before wrapping your arms around her tightly.
"mom!" she protested. "get off this is embarrassing.." your daughter huffed.
"oh no, you're only seven little missy, you're not allowed to be a grumpy teenager yet." you said, refusing to let go. after a few seconds, masaki gave in and hugged you back, her smile hidden by your figure. you pulled away, squishing her face as she rolled her eyes.
"auntie mina will be over in a few minutes, you guys be good for her okay?" both your children nodded, and on cue, there was a knock at the door.
you ran to open it, engulfing the pink girl in a hug. "how's it doing?" you looked down to her stomach which had a little bump.
"did you just call my baby an 'it'?" mina rose a brow.
"we don't know if it's a girl or boy yet." you justified and mina hummed in agreement.
"it's beginning to kick." she said, rubbing her belly.
"see, you also called it an it." mina laughed before walking in.
