My Hero Academia Imagines

Late Night Cries (Domestic Bakugou Katsuki)

(Huge thanks to @sportyheroesimagines for allowing me to use Katsumi in my fic. Her domestic Bakugou fics have practically become canon in my eyes and I can't see Bakugou without Katsumi and Katsuhiko as his future children anymore. Rae writes a BEAUTIFUL assortment of domestic BNHA, so PLEASE go give her stuff a read if you have not already, you won't regret it!)

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Domestic! Bakugou Katsuki:

The baby monitor was going off again, your infant daughter crying her tiny heart out again. You rolled over, eyes opening and taking a moment to wake up before you decided to sit up and take care of your baby girl.

Katsuki was stirring next to you, his eyebrows knit together in annoyance from hearing his daughter's cries in his unconscious state. You sighed but smiled softly at your husband, moving softly as not to wake him up.

He had just started returning to work this week after his long paternity leave, leaving you to take care of Katsumi on your own during the days. It wasn't as much of a hassle as it was before, especially now that Katsumi was nearly 11 months, but even so you could not help but feel utterly beat when these 3am screams started.

You had insisted though for Bakugou to go back to his agency, even though he could still take at least another month off with paid leave. But you knew he missed his hero work and was craving to do heroics again. So after much coaxing and pushing him out the door, he was finally back at work.

Truthfully the house was a bit quieter with him out during the late mornings and afternoons, allowing you to take care of Katsumi as well as finish your own todo lists. You loved Katsuki... but at times he was a bit too loud and emotional to have around a small child.

As such you had been taking the nightly calls, letting Bakugou sleep. He was going back to work and being more careful now that he had a daughter in his life, therefore the least you could do is let him sleep.

Your feet hit the carpet near your bed and you raked a hand through your hair, trying to find the stamina to stand up and walk down the hallway. The sooner you comforted Katsumi, the sooner you could go back to sleep. Plus you precious child needed you and you would do anything to calm her bubbling whimpers.

"Lay the fuck back down." Bakugou's voice caused you to jump slightly, his rough hand gently pulling you back. "I'll get our brat."

"You're awake? Sorry, did Katsumi wake you?" You spoke to him, watching as he got up effortlessly. He was so full of energy, unlike yourself.

"Yeah but unlike you I'm not running on fumes. Lay down, I can take this one." He repeated himself.

"You have work tomorrow though."

"And you're fucking taking care of Katsumi all day in my place."

You gave in, laying back down underneath the covers and sheets. You heard Bakugou click his tongue, obviously proud to have won the argument with his usually stubborn wife. But he knew why you gave in so suddenly, and was going to help you out.

His bare feet tickled against the cold hard wood as he arrived at the door he had now become accustomed to looking at and checking for nearly a year now. Katsumi's shrill sounds were still on max volume, however the minute Bakugou turned the knob her sounds lowered.

Katsuki walked in, turning on a small purple desk lamp lighting up the room so he could see his pride and joy. Katsumi was standing up against her crib, her small fists balled against one of the blankets hanging from the crib. Her red eyes were bubbling with hot tears, her small lips quivering.

When she recognized it was her father who had come to her aid, she let go of the blanket and stretched out her arms grabbing her palms towards him. Bakugou sighed coming forward and picking up his scared child.

"You lonely or something brat?" He asked her like she could say more than a few words.

Katsumi clung to him, her cries finally dying down against her father's chest. He heard her mumbled incoherent words and babbles, the occasional 'dadda' spoken by her as well.

Bakugou rubbed her small head, rocking his baby back and forth waiting for her breathing to slow and her words to stop. He had never been very successful putting Katsumi to sleep, but he was determined to try tonight.

"You're exhausting your mother, did you know that baby girl?" He asked her, her red eyes looking at his matching pair, her soft features looking at him in wonder.

"You have no idea what I'm fucking saying, do you?" He chuckled head lowering, feeling Katsumi reach up to grab his locks. Her arms were luckily too short to reach his shorter locks. He knew better than to let her grab onto his hair, as when Katsumi grabbed his lovely wife's hair her cute little hands turned into a death grip. Her determination to keep her grip already strong and a force to be reckoned with.

She was acting like him more and more everyday, making Bakugou swell with pride already. Katsumi was perfect in his eyes and nothing would change his idea of her: she was his baby, a product of the love he had for his wife and every single good thing he had about himself was Katsumi.

Katsumi yawned, her grip loosening and her eyes starting to droop again. Bakugou continued rocking her in his arms until he was sure she was back asleep again.

He observed his baby for a few minutes in her crib to double check and when she didn't stir again, he left Katsumi to her dreams. She was finally asleep again and he could return to his bed and to (Name) who was keeping the bed warm.

He creaked the bedroom door open, seeing the other most important girl in his life peacefully sleeping. He sighed, crawling in next to her again and observed her breathing for a few moments, a small smile on his lips.

It was rare for him to give off one of those pure smiles, one filled with happiness and love. But you had given him enough of a reason to give one at this early morning. Pulling you close to him, he breathed in that scent he had fallen in love with all those years ago.

Very quietly he pressed a kiss to your temple, then closed his eyes once more as the alarm clock would be ringing sooner than he wanted. Taking one last glance at you he mumbled his words at you before retiring back into the realm of dreams like everyone else in the Bakugou residence already had.

"Thank you for giving me the greatest gift I never knew I needed."