My Hero Academia Imagines

{Domestic AU} Paint (Bakugou Katsuki)

Domestic Bakugou Katsuki x Reader

When your husband had come home from the home improvement store carrying numerous bags and items with that determined and fierce gaze of his that had made your knees melt the first time you had seen it, you hadn't been worried in the slightest.

He was more than capable of building things, as he often broke things thanks to his quirk or anger in general. However, when he took these various items and went into the room that would soon be occupied by a small bundle of joy, that's when your interest had been peaked.

"Katsuki... what are you doing?" You asked him, hearing the sounds of plastic bag rustling and a metallic pop as well from behind the closed door.

"This shitty nursery needs to be done! So I'm gonna do it!" He called. "So stay out!"

You chuckled, knowing that he had recently decided in the latter months of your pregnancy that he would take care of everything: cooking, cleaning, and now doing the nursery for your baby.

"Okay, let me know when you need me to take a look." You told him, turning back to the TV and watching the show you had been binging once more. Your hand pressed against the being that was roughly kicking you once more.

About two hours later, the sounds of a triumphant 'tch' and the door opening made you realize that your husband was ready to show off all his hard work. And with a simple and not so fluid motion of standing from the couch, you got up.

Your fingers grabbing onto another can of paint you had gotten yourself earlier in the week after your ultrasound and had been meaning to tell and show Katsuki since. But now as the nursery was being done... you thought it would be the best time to share your little secret.

Bakugou was waiting outside the door, arms and hands covered in grey paint, a smirk of victory on his features. You paused in front of him, smiling gently at the man you loved more than anything else in this world.

"You ready to see the best fucking nursery ever?" He told you, ego-inflating in the slightest amount.

"Let's see it then..." You rolled your eyes, long used to this part of your husband, even finding it a tad bit endearing at times.

Bakugou moved aside, letting you take a peek inside of the room he had spent the last few hours on and all the hard and love filled work he poured into the room for his soon to be born baby.

You drummed your fingers along your stomach, the protruding part of you having gotten large in the last couple months then it did at first. The rough kicks against your stomach letting you have an inkling of a feeling that the growing little life inside of you was not pleased either at what was currently going on in their soon to be room.

You turned to him, a single glance of yours letting Bakugou know exactly how you felt. And just like that, the smirk was wiped from his face and instead replaced with a frown and bewildered eyes.

"Come on!" Your husband yelled, pointing to the decorations he had spent all afternoon putting up. "These are great to have! Can't you see that, woman?!"

You shook your head, looking back at his design choices for your newborn who had not yet arrived. Dull and dark colors mixed with plain white furniture and any real lack of pastels or simple cute accents... made the nursery look more like an angsty teen's room then one for a baby.

"Babe... it's just..." You began, trying to find the words that would not set off your husband. "... it doesn't really look like a room a baby would like."

He blinked, glancing around at his handiwork once more trying to see if he could figure out what was so wrong about this place. His scarlet eyes scanning all the work he had done this afternoon on his day off. He liked it... he thought he did pretty well. But then again, he wasn't really prepared or knowledgeable for this baby thing....