Missing Pieces

Epilogue

"Riko, get your ass out of bed. It's time for school!"
"Katsuki, stop swearing at our kids." Kirishima sighed, bouncing Hajime on his knee.
"I can do what I fucking want, Eijirou."
Kirishima rolled his eyes. Hajime giggled softly.
"Dada!" He cooed.
"Did you hear that, Katsuki? He called me dada."
"Does that mean I'm mommy? Because I am NOT interested."
The redhead looked at the blond in the kitchen, hunched over the stove in his favourite apron. He was DEFINITELY the mom.
"Riko, hurry up." He called out again.
"I'm coming! Geez." Riko finally emerged from her room, which was decorated exactly how she liked it, messy and covered in posters of the pro wrestlers that Kirishima had gotten her hooked on. She was dressed in her usual outfit; complete with a long skirt and the sweater with the skull on it that Bakugou had picked out for her birthday.
"Do you want me to walk you to school?" Bakugou asked, throwing her breakfast onto a plate.
"No, dad. I'm almost ten. I can do it myself."
Riko probably hadn't realized what she called Bakugou, but the blond sure did. He was so confused, so shocked that his little girl, the kid he clearly preferred, had called him dad.
"Great. Get some food in you and then you can walk to school."
Kirishima knew he was at least going to follow his daughter from half a block away to make sure she was okay.
He pretended like he didn't care, but Kirishima knew that Riko was his precious little angel.
The redhead set Hajime on the floor, watching him walk away with clumsy steps. He had grown so much in the past year, learning to walk and talk. His first word had been "manly" and Kirishima knew EXACTLY where he had learned that.
"Don't get lost, little man." He chuckled softly, turning to his breakfast, which Bakugou was just setting down.
His husband kissed him on the forehead, sitting beside him to eat his own food.
"I feel like we have plans on Saturday. What do we have on Saturday?" He asked, tiredly.
"We're going to Ochacco's baby shower." Kirishima answered without really having to think about it. He was happy for the couple. It had taken a long time, but they were finally getting the child they wanted.
Children...actually...Kirishima had heard they were having twins.
"I'm not gonna have to get up early for that, am I?"
"It's in the afternoon, babe."
"Good."
"What time do you go to work tomorrow?"
"Eight."
"You don't mind waking up early for work, but you mind waking up early for a party."
"I LIKE my job. I don't like Deku. There's a huge difference."
"I guess you have a point." Bakugou had gotten a new job at a small restaurant. They paid a lot more and he actually got to cook like he wanted. Not being stressed over his job really made him less testy and easier to deal with.
"I'm going off to school." Riko stated, having finished her breakfast. She stood from the table, giving both her dads a short kiss on the cheek.
"Have fun, sweetie."
"Whatever."
Kirishima laughed.
If he had learned anything from his four years with Bakugou...
It was that "whatever" was short for "I love you."

Oh it's done :(
I will try to get the fantasy au started this weekend but I have homework to catch up on. I hope you enjoyed this! I enjoyed writing it!
See you in my next fic!
-shick