★Katsuki Bakugou x Reader One Shots★

❦Father Katsuki X Mother Reader

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"Haru! Don't run with a knife!"
(Y/N) yelled as she was changing her baby girl into some nicer clothes that had no food on them from her recent tantrum. That tantrum also caused (Y/N) to have to scrub her and Katsuki's house clean since their little Hinata had thrown food everywhere, including her mother's clothes. Katsuki had gotten called out for yet another last minute mission which left (Y/N) alone with their two children.
"C'mon, Haru. We're going to see Sora and Uraraka."

That got him moving. Sora was his classmate and was also Uraraka and Izuku's daughter. (Y/N) only hoped that Haru wouldnt turn out to be like his father and end up being a big brat to her. If that does happen, Uraraka would be pissed. Haru ran out the door as his mother grabbed her keys while also holding Hinata in her other arm. His bright crimson eyes watched through the window as he waited impatiently.

"I'm coming, I'm coming Haru! Don't give me your evil eye, Katsuki Jr."
Locking up the house, (Y/N) secured Sora into her carseat as she had to buckle up Haru who should do it himself considering he was already 7. But, he wanted to be like his hard headed father and be what he called a rebel and ride without one. (Y/N) ended up having to bribe him with a dollar that he would just spend on a gumball machine later on.
"Turn the song on! Turn the song on!"
Haru smiled as he looked at his mother in the front seat. (Y/N) picked him up from school one day and a new song by a popular artist came on the radio and just so happened to be about him/ her. Katsuki.

A smile formed on (Y/N)'s face as she plugged her phone into the aux and played what her son had asked. He looked just like his father; it was almost unbelievable. Sora looked like him as well, only longer hair. Small explosions came from the back seat of the car as Haru played around with his quirk.
"Haru! You know the rules!"
A rolls his eyes as he continues making explosions. Unfortunately, he had also had Katsuki's attitude. Sure he was nice sometimes, but that was rare. Very rare.

Pulling up to Uraraka's home, she waited patiently for the two to walk out of the house. The two mothers decided it would be nice to get out while their husbands were away on their mission together. Sora was the first out of the house as she ran to the backseat of the car with a bright smile on her face. She had bright green hair with matching eyes and freckles just like Izuku, she gained her mother's quirk which made her extremely happy since she looked up to her mother so much.
"Hey, Haru!"
Sora says as she jumps in her seat next to Haru. Haru greets her back as Uraraka closes the car door once getting inside.

"You look beat."
Uraraka jokes as she looks at (Y/N).
"I am."
A laugh leaves her throat as she backs out of the driveway. Uraraka choses a song of their own for the kids to listen to while the two highschool best friends make small conversation Not too long after, (Y/N) pulls into the open mall parking lot. Open mall wasn't any different than a normal mall, it just had the stores connected by a large overhang above the stores. Uraraka turns back to the three in the backseat.
"You three ready?"
Haru says a confident yes with tiny explosions leaving his heads as Sora says a calm and quiet yes. Hinata giggles as she sees her big brother's explosions.
"Then let's get going."

(Y/N) gets Hinata out of her car seat, placing her in a stroller that was in the trunk. Haru sent explosions to Sora as she used her quirk to avoid them. Uraraka and (Y/N) had gotten used to them playing that game. They've done that ever since they got their quirks and it also helps them train at a young age, at least until they are old enough to get into U.A.

Once (Y/N) had her daughter in her stroller, Uraraka and (Y/N) made their way to the mall. Stopping inside many stores-specifically Bath and Body Works and Hot Topic- they finally found somewhere to eat and rest their feet for a little while. Hinata giggled as she watched Haru and Sora play with their food.