My Hero Academia Imagines

Vacation For Three (Domestic Bakugou Katsuki)

Bakugou Katsuki:

"Oh Katsuki! Look at this shop!" You called out in front of him, pointing eagerly to an array of multicolored blown glass orbs in the shop's windows. Your eyes sparkled at the handcrafted items, the professional craftsmanship showing in the products.

"Jesus... for a pregnant woman you move fast as fuck..." Bakugou growled, marching up to where you were at, glancing at what you were looking at. Glass? Really what was so special or cool about glass?

"They're pretty aren't they! Oh we should see if they have any classes available!" You excitedly told him, turning to you husband in happiness.

He sighed and touched your arm before you had the chance to march inside the store and ask. He didn't want his wife who was carrying his child to go anywhere near melted glass, sharp objects or an open fire, so this was out of the question.

"I don't think so, let's find you another activity to do." He scolded, tugging you away.

"Oh come on! Just because I'm pregnant doesn't mean I'm helpless or unable to do things." She tried to convince Bakugou, but knew that it was a bit useless.

Ever since you had told him that you were pregnant a few months ago, Bakugou had turned up his general protectiveness about you. He always tended to be a bit possessive and overprotective of you, from when you first started dating to when he proposed and to the wedding. But now it was ridiculous... he didn't even let you use a butter knife.

He was being irrational, and with enough nagging and hormone induced crying, he finally realized it and had bought you a week's getaway to a good sized beach town. The rented condo was perfect and the town had plenty of fun things to do... if someone would let up on his overprotective mother side.

"Pregnant or not, I ain't lettin' ya play with fucking hot glass... I know from experience a burn is not a fun thing to have form on ya."

"Alright fine. You're right." You sighed, watching him straighten up and smirk in victory.

"Of fucking course I'-"

"But you're taking me out to get some ice cream right now!"

He stopped, turning to look at you, his eye twitching. "We just fucking ate lunch 20 minutes ago..."

You sighed, touching your growing stomach and giving him sad eyes. "But the baby is making me crave ice cream..."

He let out a soft grunt before sighing. He glanced down the street, seeing an ice cream parlor and gently grabbed your hand once more, this time gently. He walked side to side with you, watching as his wife unconisouly rubbed her growing belly.

It was strange... you were three months along yet it seemed so much longer than that. Not because of the hormones and craving, but rather because with every passing day Bakugou found himself getting a bit impatient. He wanted to meet his kid already, but he still had a long way to go.

"Hey." He called out, making you look at him. Those big orbs of your making his heart flutter like the day he first saw you, his palms getting sweaty from his boy reacting to the love he had for you. "I never thought I'd want a fucking kid..."

You blinked, your head casting downward at his words. His mind smacked him, and he quickly finished what he had meant to tell you.

"Hold on shitty wife, I never thought I'd have kids cause I didn't think I'd ever meet someone stupid enough to want to marry my shit self. Yet here you are, and pregnant with my kid too..."

"Katsuki... I'm not sure what you're saying." (Name) tilted her head, her eyes clouded in confusion and concern for him. Did he finally crack?

"UgH! For fuck's sake..." He breathed and then suddenly reached out and touched your belly. "I'm fucking excited to be a dad!"

Your mouth opened into a 'O' shape and you lifted your hand to hide the small giggles coming from your mouth. Even after all this time he either messed up saying what he meant, or he just yelled it at you bluntly.

"I know you are. You're gonna be an amazing dad."

"Hell yeah! Our kid is gonna kick Deku's kid's ass!"

You sighed and shook your head. Yup... he never changed, no matter what.