~𝚅𝚞𝚕𝚗𝚎𝚛𝚊𝚋𝚕𝚎~ ((BNHA/MHA Shota Aizawa x OC))

Chapter 3

(((TW: The OC does have sort of a meltdown in this chapter. I wouldn't describe it as a panic attack, but definitely be careful when reading this if they do make you uncomfortable or trigger you. Thank you!)))

I walked nervously past my husband and to one of the counters with the box on it. My slightly shaking hands picked up the fairly small cardboard box and turned it over to the instruction side.

'Two lines mean pregnant...One line means not pregnant'

I read the phrases multiple times, seemingly out of shock. I didn't exactly know why I needed to, the answer to my question was right there and it made sense. I simply couldn't get over the fact that it was true, I was pregnant.

"Is something wrong?" Shota finally spoke up from behind me. I looked up into the mirror that was placed in front of me to see him put his strong, reassuring hand on my shoulder.

I stared into his eyes, "I-I..." my voice broke before it trailed off. Tears welled up into my eyes when my insecurities were voiced in my mind, 'You're pregnant, but you're never going to be a good mother. Just like how your mother was to you, and her mother to her. There's no way this child would be happy-' A sob escaped my now quivering lips. I looked down in shame.

He glanced down at the object in my hands, and I immediately dropped it. The box came in contact with the marble countertop and made a little sound.

"Hey," my man turned my body and grasped it into a hug. "I don't know what's wrong or what's going through that head of yours, but you need to stop those thoughts or insecurities. It'll be okay, no matter what happens. I'll be by your side, and we'll be great parents. YOU will be a great mom." I clutched onto the dark gray t-shirt he was wearing with both my hand on his chest. He had said the right words for me to hear.

 My whole body trembled as I broke down. My breathing became rapid, my mouth was spewing out voice cracks and whimpers, and my heart was beating like crazy in my head. Normally this wouldn't happen, but I guess my being couldn't take it anymore. Between all of the things that had happened today, and how it felt like my emotions were all over the place, it made me break. Tears cascaded downwards off my cheeks like waterfalls, I heard Shota hush me and say some calming words, but they went in one ear and out the other.

I cried even harder if that was possible, and my knees buckled. My husband luckily caught me, but we both still went to the ground, legs to the side, and curled. He brought me further into the hold, my body flush against his. He kept saying things, but my ears couldn't focus on them until he stated something completely out of context. "Why do you like this bathroom? Like, what things about it make you like it so much?"

I sniffled, "H-huh?" My voice was hoarse, yet he still could understand. "You heard me, what are some of the things in this bathroom that you like so much?"

I was so confused, 'Why is he asking me these questions?' I looked deeply into his eyes, seeing if he was joking. His onyx globes just urged me to respond. "O-okay," I sniffled and lifted my head more to glance around the room until my eyes landed on the bath, "I-I-I l-like the bathtub. I-it doesn't a-act as a hot t-tub and has no j-jets, i-it makes it f-feel l-l-like you went back in t-time a-and t-took a bath, s-since t-the design is s-sup-posed t-to l-look anc-cient."

"Okay good, now can you tell me four more things you like about it?" His voice was soothing and strong. I nodded and moved my blue orbs around the room once again, "T-the window be-behind the b-bathtub has a n-nice view o-of the city and su-sunset when i-it's sundo-down. I l-like the counter-countertops, they're cold and sh-shiny. T-the archway to th-the closet-" I focused my eyes behind me, "a-and the potted-p-plant be-behind us. T-the leaves are sof-soft to t-touch. "

"Wow, you focus well on the details, I hardly ever notice the sunset. We should watch it together sometime." He said with some surprise in his voice. "I wa-watch t-the sunset ev-every time on my way h-home fr-from patrolling. I-it's one of the reasons I ch-chose the evening sh-shift."

He looked at me with raised eyebrows and interest, "Well the more you know." He gave me a rare smile with his teeth showing and continued, "Can you tell me four things you can touch?"

I looked at him with another look of confusion, but obliged, "Y-your shirt-" I guided my hands around his chest, "I-its slightly w-wrinkled and w-wet." My left hand found its way to the floor, "T-the c-cold tiles. M-my tears on m-my ch-cheeks," I steered my other hand to his face and felt the little stubble on his chin, "Your s-sad beard." I stared at my hand intently, until I glanced up at his eyes, "You sh-should sh-shave."

The man chuckled and I could feel the vibrations radiate off of him. A small smile graced my lips, "I-I c-can f-feel you ch-chuckle." He stopped chuckling and looked down at me, "Wow, very observant. Do you want to feel something else?" He teased me and wiggled his eyebrows with a big smirk. I giggled and shook my head, "N-no!" I shouted between my giggles. "Too late..." he trailed off and began to kiss my face and neck all over.

My giggling became laughter and Shota joined me. His strong hands pushed me onto the floor, and he bent forward. He growled, "Should I?" He asked himself. "No!" I shouted playfully again. He chuckled and fell to the side of me.

Our laughter died down and both of us turned our heads to look at each other. He smiled at me once again, "You're beautiful," His palm reached over and began to caress my open cheek and wiped the tear stains, "I'm so happy that you are going to be the mother of my child. You'll be the best mother ever." He leaned in and kissed my lips gracefully. I kissed back softly, and he pulled away shortly after. I smiled, accepting his words and realizing that I was going to be a great mother.

His arms wrapped around my body, and pulled me into his chest, "Can't we just stay like this forever? I wanna sleep, but don't want to go to the bed." He frowned playfully, and I laid my head on his chest, "I-I agree. Let's just-" My eyelids grew heavy as I hiccuped and I allowed them to close, "go to sleep..." I trailed off and let slumber flow over me.

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A/N:  Well, that was way~ shorter than I thought it was going to be, but oh well. 

Our poor Mrs. Aizawa! Her past is still haunting her! You'll get to learn more about it later on in the story, but just know that her past wasn't the best. I feel bad for writing this, but it adds character detail so...

I hope you enjoyed this chapter! Like I said before, it was really short (just over 1100 words), but I thought it was a good stopping point for the story! The next chapter is longer, believe me, and I hope you will stay around to read that! Love you all and I wish you a great rest of your day/night, week, month, year!

---piece of that KiTkAt BaR (katkit205)