Vow [Katsuki Bakugou x Reader]

[After Story]: For Worse 3/7

"Fucking shit, let's go already!" Katsuki groaned.

"Ground Zero sir, please calm down!" One of the sidekicks pleaded. "We understand you want to get out of here as fast-"

"SHUT UP! MY FUCKING WIFE IS OUT THERE! IF YOU THINK I'M GONNA WAIT AROUND IN THIS SHITHOLE FOREVER, YOU'RE WRO-"

"Bakugou, that's enough!" Tokoyami insisted. "You'll compromise our position if you continue to shout!"

Katsuki reluctantly grew silent. They were pinned down in the worst area of the entire ordeal with practically no cover. The villains were taking hostages. Any flow of information was stagnant, and without a hero with a stealth quirk, their chances of escaping were exceedingly low.

"Tch, maybe if your quirk wasn't so damn weak to fucking light this would be easier."   Katsuki quietly complained.

"You already know why you can't set off any explosions anyways." Tokoyami huffed.

Katsuki did know indeed. Most structures in the area were already compromised thanks to some jackasses earth quirk. An explosion, no matter how big, could cause them to crumble down. The casualties would be high. And he couldn't just leave either. They had already amassed a group of civilians whom they rescued from the rubble. As much as it pained him to remain idle knowing you could be in danger, he had to do his job.

He also knew you would have killed him for abandoning his post.

- - -

"Well?! What did it say!" Kirishima eagerly questioned the moment you emerged from the bathroom. Your throat tightened.

"Negative." You assured.

"Ahhh thank goodness." He gasped.

"Yeah... It's good news." As well as you tried to play it off, there was a solemn tinge in your voice. You had to lie. You knew Kirishima and the others would not let you do your job otherwise. There was already so much at stake. "So, what's our next move?"

"Ah well, we've amassed quite a force in this building. We're making plans to push out into other areas so you should just keep taking it easy for a few days. Our supplies will hold." Kirishima said, placing his hand gently on your shoulder. 

"No, I'll help with the planning."

"(Y/n), you're still recovering and you haven't received proper medical attention. Even when we make our push, there's no way we'd let you fight."

"Kirishima, I appreciate the concern. But I told you, I'm not pregnant-"

"But your own body is still at risk." He insisted. "Your arm is broken and it's possible you have internal bleeding. We'll make do with who we have."

There was no use arguing with him. Kirishima had grown so much after becoming a hero. He was reliable and firm in his decisions. People looked up to him. People followed his valor, and you knew deep down that he was making the right call to pull you.

It was so hard to accept though.

"I'm sorry..." You muttered, pulling away from his gentle touch. "If I was more careful-"

"Now stop right there!" A bright voice called. You peered over and noticed the familiar figure quickly approaching down the hallway.

"Mina?!" You gasped. "You're here too?!"