Our Secret (BakuDeku) •Omegaverse•

Chapter Three: Finding our way

Third Person POV:

It had been a couple of months since Izuku was admitted to the asylum. Katsuki visited him every day. Now, their daughter was five months old.

Izuku had been working through his issues, and gradually, everything seemed to turn out okay.

Today was the day that Izuku was being discharged from the hospital.

Katsuki was driving Izuku home, and they chatted about life. Katsuki shared updates about their friends and how excited everyone was to see him again.

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Izuku's POV:

I am so excited to see my daughter. I haven't seen her in a couple of days, but every time I 1do, she seems to get bigger. She's such a bundle of joy.

As we arrived home, I happily walked up the driveway, eager to step back into my beautiful home.

But I could hear shushing from inside the house, which was odd. I could have sworn I stopped experiencing hallucinations two months ago.

My husband came up behind me, a rare smile lighting up his handsome face.

He opened the door for me, and I walked in, finding it strange that everything was so dark.

I flicked on the lights, and my entire graduating class jumped up, yelling, "Surprise!"

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We all had a great time. We ate cake, caught up, and everything was fun. But for the first time since she was born, I was able to hold my daughter and... feel love for her.

It's going to be a long road ahead of us, but we'll manage. I guess we're just finding our way.

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Katsuki's POV:

It had been a month since Izuku returned from the mental asylum.

Our little Araki was now six months old, learning to talk. She started early and could say a few words like "Dam-Dam," "Dada," "Banana," and "Uppies!"

Today, we decided to wear matching PJs to celebrate Halloween together.

Deku and I wore Halloween-themed PJs, but in matching colors. Deku was in a black, white, and orange ghost pajama set, while I had been forced to wear a skeleton-themed set when I wanted to be a werewolf. Whatever. Our little girl looked adorable in her cute pumpkin pajama set. We all looked fabulous.

Deku and I woke up to our baby girl crying in her crib. "DADA! DADAAA!" she cried.

"Kacchannn... go get the baby," Izuku said, turning away, clearly exhausted.

"Hell no, it's your turn, omega!" I replied, equally as worn out.

"Araki doesn't seem to agree with that," the nerd said, while our daughter continued to wail, "DAADAA! DADAAA!"

I sighed and stood up to console her. She was kicking her little feet and waving her tiny arms. She needed a diaper change... and I hated changing diapers.

I struggled with Araki for twenty minutes to change her. She kicked and tried to nibble at me with her tiny baby teeth. Why did she not appreciate being changed? Was my daughter weird?

Eventually, I managed to change her, and now she was happily bouncing around, saying, "Baba! Pampam!" over and over again.

"Deku!" I nudged my omega awake with my foot.