A/N The fifth day of Christmas. đ
I love you.
Those three words will never be enough to explain how I feel. They are so empty, so hollow and just overused in general but what I actually want to say can't fit into such a small phrase.
I want to scream, pools of light filtered down around us, illuminating both of the red and green. The way the thin fibers tightly woven themselves together causes flames of light like a fire that spark and crackle even in the dark or a myriad of malachite pools creating an open abyss that makes someone, anyone, want to dive into their depths swallowed away from the barrage of lights of the world.
Scars, so many scars, each telling stories of heroism, saving the day for a child or random stranger, others of drug crackdowns but there were still a few that told stories of a very different kind. Stories of throwing pebbles and swinging branches, of jumping across creeks on otherwise smooth rocks just to crash into the sometimes muddy water, sometimes laughing, others crying. Stories of innocent accidents while we made love only to lose our everything in a moment of sheer unadulterated bliss and sparks actually went flying and the bed was broken on more than one occasion. The thought now still makes me smile. Should we get a new bed this weekend?
The way his hands trailed along my skin, searching out some new blemish or characteristic that wasn't there before. His lips caressing my skin with each moment insuring that he didn't miss anything at all.
"I love you," the words came so easily to him. The way his eyes lit up every time he uttered the words told me that he meant them every time. Each and every single time.
"I love you," he whispered, his need to be praised overshadowed by his desires at the moment but if I don't respond now it will eat him alive later.
"I love you too, Deku," I smirked at how he lit up at the small sentence that means so very much to him. His freckles crinkled in the low light of the afternoon, telling me that it was getting late but neither of us wanted to surrender the day yet. Not yet.
I pulled him forward, careful not to distract him too much from the kisses he was littering all over my body. Only for him to completely abandon them in favor of kissing my lips.
Love. How can such a small word mean so much? How can it even begin to describe the heartache in my chest every time he gets hurt? How could it cause rage to erupt from me when anyone sets their sights on him? How can I completely melt at a softly spoken word?
"Kacchan?" He whined, grabbing all of my attention with barely a breath. "Am I not doing well today? You're so quiet," he asked nervously and all I can do is smile at him softly. Of course he noticed. When doesn't he notice every little thing about me?
"Just thinking about how lucky I am to have you. Sometimes it feels like a dream," I whispered in answer but he let me kiss him anyway. I have been distracted lately but it's not all my fault. Not really. I was hit with a quirk yesterday and it's making me see things from a different perspective than normal. It was an accident, a child who was scared while lost, but I filled out the paperwork like I was supposed to anyway. I already knew Deku was off today and this gave me the excuse I needed to stay with him.
"I just never want this dream to end," I added after getting a little dizzy from his kisses. I didn't tell Deku about the quirk accident but I mean it was just a scared kid and it's not like it would hurt me. It's a bit enlightening actually.
"Hmmm, but I want to devour you outside of my dreams too," he answered playfully, making me laugh.
"Then devour me now," I smirked, chuckling at his playfulness. I'm sore. Really fucking sore but at the same time I don't want to give it up. The kisses that zap through my blood and straight to my heart again and again. I crawled on top of him already knowing that this was both of our favorite positions. He held me up so I could line him up and then slowly lowered me. Whether there was still lube or if it was his cum from last time doesn't really matter to me. The fact that we were both moaning out our relief and desire however was everything.
His hands on my hips, his lips trailing up and down my chest and neck and then his hands supporting my hips, pleasure pooled inside of me and I couldn't help losing myself to him. His green eyes swallowed my focus and brought my lips to his. The air rushed back and forth between us until we cried out, my cum making it as high as his chest while he filled me.
More. I want more. So much more. I watched him try to wipe up the mess just to suck it from his fingers again and I felt my heart throb again. I am hard. I don't even have a prayer of going soft when he acts like every drop is worth so much.
"Deku~," I moaned and he carefully rolled us over.
"Want more?" He teased as if he didn't already know exactly what he did to me. I nodded, still fuzzy from the recent orgasm but I can't blame that on Deku, it's my own quirks fault. It's probably what is driving him so crazy at the moment too.
"Then I better give you exactly what you want. Hmmm?" His voice teased but he was already kissing the side of my neck and making his way down my collarbone just to pull out and make me whimper at the loss. His hands didn't give in to his relentless assault, carefully massaging me as he went.
My body jerked up when he sucked me into his mouth, damn his tongue can send me to the moon.
"Ah!" My voice is weak but I think he understands that I'm close. He doesn't pull away though and when I looked down I saw him already watching me, his eyes half lidded while he sucked me down the back of his throat. I swear he lost his gag reflex because how is this even possible otherwise?
Trapped by his eyes, I couldn't look away. The heat wrapped around me, the wetness, then he hummed and I lost all sense of control. I came. He swallowed it all. Licking up anywhere at all that could possibly have even a taste left behind before he kissed up my body with a sly smirk but that's okay. Cuming wasn't nearly enough, it never is. No, I need to feel him fill me and he knows it. He knows how much I crave him, how having just a little bit of him can help me last the rest of the day.
There are several times that work is too much or my quirk overproduces and I need either the stimulation or the relief but I always need him. The beginning of this week I hid out in his office under his desk just so I could swallow enough to keep from going crazy. Of course, he returned the favor when we got home and then some.
At first it really messed with me. Enough for me to go to the doctor to see why all of the sudden I would start shaking when I would get a little stressed. Turns out losing my virginity was the catalyst and Deku was both the cause and remedy. I need my lover. My body craves him to the point of mindless obsession but the fact that he seems just as crazy about me kept me from losing my shit.
More. I need more.
"Deku?" I whined, my hips flexing just as his lips made it to my nipples. I could hear him hum but he didn't release me. As much as he loves to shower me in affection he loves to withhold it too. He likes to drive me up to the very brink of insanity and when I can't hold on anymore, that is when he will finally give me what I want. The orgasm is always hotter, faster and more intense because of it and I have never complained.
I could already feel one of his hands sliding up my arm, getting ready to trap my hands above my head before he would even think of letting himself push inside again but even with that thought in mind I can't help thinking that he was going much faster than normal. My body jerked and flinched, spasmed and rolled at his touches before I felt him press his dick between the cheeks and I froze.
"Kacchan has been so good. I can't seem to hold back at all today," he chuckled before biting my lower lip and making me whimper at the sudden change. "Forgive me, I need so much more," he added and I felt him use the cum still leaking out and pushed back inside.
"I might not let you go until morning," he warned, his voice, low as it was, was still full of desire even with his exhaustion lacing his words.
"I need more," I gave in and told him exactly what I needed and he smiled before pulling out, cum easily letting him move to thrust back in again and again. My hands trapped over my head even as he got rougher. I felt him throb and pulse inside of me but he didn't stop. Our need was overwriting anything and everything else.
"Have my baby," he whispered in my ear, another climax shaking through us. He still didn't slow down, the mess between us was left ignored for now as he thrusted hard and fast. My body was screaming at me to slow down but I didn't dare. Not even when he let my hands go, I was clutching at him, my nails dragged up his back while I screamed for more, shuddering when he gave it.
Absently I pushed him off and somehow I rolled on top of him. "Have my baby?" He demanded again, making sure to slam me down on his throbbing shaft and I threw my head back, not able to actually breathe as another orgasm rushed through me.
"More," the word was hardly a whisper but all the same, his reaction was like I had screamed it from the rooftops.
"Have my baby," he whispered again and this time I answered.
"YEEEESSSSSS! AAAAAHHHH!" My voice broke but the feel of him filling me made my body shake to where he had to catch me to keep from falling over.
"I... love... you-," I gasped so hard I couldn't say it all together and then his lips stopped me from finishing. When he let me go I could barely keep my eyes open. Somehow I still, "want more," the words were whispered but in the next moment only the dark abyss of sleep was left for me.
***
I woke up to the alarm I forgot to turn off. Deku was already gone and I found a text on my phone telling me to rest while I can and make sure to take a nice long hot bath when I got up.
"He really took it all out of me," I chuckled to myself before carefully stretching out. I don't know what had him so worked up last night but it was amazing. And when he was making demands? Holy fuck. I sure as fuck would have his baby if I could.
I finally managed to drag myself out of bed and take a quick hot shower before putting on a robe and cleaning the bed. Once it was done and the laundry was going I went back to the bathroom and started filling the tub, adding epsom salts and a few other things that were good for tired and achy muscles and hung the robe back up before getting into the water and let out a sigh, leaning back.
I really need a hot soak. Deku just might have broken me if he would have tried to go again last night but it would be a lie if I tried to say I didn't want it. Sometimes I don't know what's wrong with me. I just can't get enough and then there were other times that I couldn't stand being touched at all but Deku was really good about it. He would usually get me to where I at least want to cuddle on those days.
Do I make him work too hard in our relationship? I had lit a couple candles and turned off the light while having some music play to help me relax. I really do feel like I was almost torn apart last night. I closed my eyes and smiled at the images of Deku in my mind. He really is amazing in all the best ways. Maybe after he gets off tonight I should take him out for a late night picnic for dinner? We could look up at the stars and feed each other like he likes so much.
I chuckle to myself at the cute date ideas going through my mind. It's been a while since we've gone out. What should I make for the picnic?
***
"Bakugo, Midoriya was hit with a quirk," Eraserhead's voice came through the phone and I froze, my breathing stopped.
"What kind?" I very rarely get called about accidents on the job, mostly because everyone seems to think we are just roommates when we actually got married last year. Our friends know, but everyone else tends to either forget or thinks it's a joke. Eraserhead was in the former group, constantly forgetting that Deku was a Bakugo now. Now however wasn't the time to bitch about that.
"We're not entirely sure. It seems that it happened yesterday and the child in question didn't realize it until today. He parents however have fertility quirks,"
My heart stopped. Fertility quirks? As in...
"Are you really telling me that my husband could have gotten me pregnant last night?" I asked him, completely seriously and I heard him drop the phone but I don't care. I was already putting my shoes on and grabbing my coat. "Where in the fuck is he?" I asked while grabbing my keys and running out to the car. We usually just ride the bus but there are a lot of times that we need a car, like this. I didn't ever hear an answer but I heard more fumbling telling me that he was still trying to catch his phone. Fuck it, I'll just go to work. I hung up and turned my emergency lights on.
Eraserhead did call me back and I found out Deku was at the hospital so I changed direction, thankfully he called before I got to the turn but whatever. When I arrived I called him back again and found out his room number.
"Why in the fuck are you in a hospital bed again?" I came in fuming. As far as I know there is no reason that a quirk like what Eraserhead described would send him for anything more than a checkup until I saw him bandaged and bruised laying on the bed. "What the fuck?" I demanded but I couldn't help checking him over worried. He hasn't hurt himself in so long I can't help but panic a little.
"Hey Kacchan~," he giggled, slurring like we just spent the night out and I frowned looking at the doctor that just walked into the room.
"What the fuck kind of painkillers did you put him on? Did you at least review his chart and make sure it wouldn't react to the nitroglycerin already in his body?" I started hounding them about Deku's health considering Deku wasn't in the right frame of mind to answer any of my questions himself. No, they did not look at his chart, fucking dumbasses, but thankfully the meds wouldn't have an adverse reaction so he is at least safe for now.
"Why do you have to put my heart through all this?" I groaned once the doctor left and Deku quickly grabbed me and pulled me into his bed to cuddle.
"I just love you so much~!" He slurred, his face currently snuggling into my chest before he decided to nip me through the material of my shirt and smirk up at me. Great not only is his leg broken but he is horny, can anything else happen?
"Bakugo," he froze when Deku and I both looked up and he cleared his throat. "Dynamight, it looks like a side effect of the quirk is that he can't restrain himself," he averted his eyes and I let out a groan. Last night is starting to make a lot of fucking sense now and that doesn't bode well for my near future.
"You know we are in the middle of adopting a little girl," I groaned thinking of Melody, the sweet three year old whose parents died in an earthquake not too long ago. "How in the fuck are we supposed to handle a toddler and a baby?" I mean I know it can be done, millions of parents all over the world do it, but still. Deku and I didn't plan for this but at the same time I don't want to give up the little redheaded girl either. Aunty had taken her last night so that Deku and I could enjoy a night together to celebrate our one year anniversary. Deku was supposed to pick her up after he got off tonight.
"I- No, I didn't, I-," he stuttered a bit more but I ignored him. It's not odd for heroes to have kids but at the same time it is unusual when both parents are heroes. At the very least it's a hell of a lot less likely.
"Deku, why didn't you tell me you were hit with a quirk?" I groaned and he pouted at me.
"WHY didn't you tell ME that you were hit with a quirk?" He shot back at me, as much as he was pouting, he still wasn't letting me go.
"The kid that used their quirk already knew what their quirk was. I just see things from a different perspective for a couple days. Did the kid that hit you know theirs?" I frowned at him and he just buried his face back in my chest again so I let it drop and just hugged him.
"It's alright, we'll just have two kids," I smirked at him and he flashed me the brightest smile I've ever seen.
"Yay! Kacchan is always the best," he smiled at me again before he started nipping at me again. "Is it time to go home yet? I have work to do," he grinned and I barked a laugh.
"Hold on, I need to call your mother and ask if she can watch Melody for another night. If not I'll call my hag, she really shouldn't see you like this," I chuckled as I dialed Auntie's number. In the end my hag took her, not because Aunty couldn't or wouldn't but because my hag was with her when I made the call and demanded a turn with her adorable granddaughter. I didn't tell them that there was a chance that I was pregnant because honestly I don't know. Usually fertility quirks only work if used on the mother themselves, not their partner. It could just make his sperm count go up or something. The kid only just got their quirk and they were sending Deku to the bathroom to check exactly that now and he was making bedroom eyes at me. I guess it couldn't hurt if I helped a little bit now could it?"
"Oh Kacchan~?" He sang after he was done and I was forced down on my knees. Well he has been patient now hasn't he?
"What's taking you so long?" A nurse asked before opening the door and shrieking before slamming the door shut and apologizing through it. Nosey ass bitch.
Deku kept me from pulling away, pulling my hair gently when I started too and I let out a small moan. Fuck, he is going to have me begging for it soon, won't he?
By the time we came out Deku wobbled towards her thanks to whatever painkillers they put him on and the cast he was still wearing and she squeaked a quiet thank you before running out with her face still a bright red.
We waited a while longer before they came back and said his count was indeed high but they would still need to check me after the effects of the quirk I'm under were over. "We still need to be sure that it isn't a two part quirk," the nurse said red faced before adding, "you need to come in without having sex at least two hours beforehand." Again her face was crimson red, I mean what did she expect when she said she needed a sample when she walked in? Did she really think that walking into the room he was supposed to be jacking off in was appropriate? Really?
The way I was glaring at her was obviously having an affect on her, she was trembling and barely stopping herself from running off again.
"Then my HUSBAND and I will come back in about a month," I glared while hissing the words at her. Yeah, I'm pissed and I made sure to emphasize the word husband as much as I could only for her to go extremely pale.
"Kacchan? I want kisses, please?" Deku cooed cutely and I finely looked away from the nurse or whatever the fuck she is before turning a smile to my lover.
"You want kisses?" I teased him only to hear him giggle cutely. The fact that he is so large now be damned. He still acts like a cute little kid sometimes. Well fuck, I won't have willpower for much longer.
"How much longer before he is discharged?" I snapped at the woman again before she could escape the room and the way she jumped you would think I used my quirk or something.
"It will be a few hours, we want to do another test on his count before he leaves to see if it's still high and they won't be able to take his cast off for at least two hours," she quickly explained and I groaned.
"He isn't going to let me go that long," I grumbled but waved her away, ignoring her fiery appearance when she realized what I meant. I kicked Eraserhead out too, telling him I would call with updates later. In the end the door was locked and he "requested" a "quick" shower. I was quiet enough not to have security unlock the door and thanks to Deku's cast we weren't actually in the shower. But holy shit, if I thought last night was intense I just might fucking die tonight.
"Oh Kacchan~?" Deku cooed, already wanting more even though he hasn't even pulled out yet. He kissed the back of my shoulders while he cuddled and I easily noticed the fact that instead of pulling out he was giving a shallow, gentle thrust.
I turned my head to see his bright green eyes and froze for a second. That's right. I love him. It just feels like that small four letter word shouldn't be able to contain all the feelings that I feel for him. I must have been lost in thought because Deku started giggling before he reached up and kissed me like he snuck it while I wasn't looking.
"Maybe you really will have my baby," he whispered, rubbing a hand on my lower abs. As good as all of this feels, fuck as tempting as it all feels, we really need to leave. Melody has to stay with our parents but that doesn't mean I'm not going to stop and see my little princess before we go home.
"Deku, what about Melody? Isn't she our baby?" I asked and he flinched, making me groan at the sudden loss of him when he pulled out.
"That's not what I meant, Kacchan," he whined but now he was pouting and even with him still rubbing on me it was a lot easier to think.
"I want to go home but I want to see our baby girl first, is that so bad?" I asked, not letting it go and just like I thought he flinched away at the mention of her. It's kind of hard to be sexy when you're thinking about your kid.
"Of course but I-," he froze for a second and smiled. "You're right, let's go home first," he whispered before kissing me once more before getting up.
By the time we were at my hag's house Deku was nearly buzzing with nerves but the moment Melody ran out the front door screaming "Daddy's home!" He immediately calmed down. Free of the cast now he bent down and caught her before throwing her up in the air just to hear her squeals and giggles of joy.
"Mind filling us in?" My dad asked and I quietly told them about the quirk Deku was under.
"So I might have another grandbaby in the future? Good, you two should have at least three so that they have someone to play with while you're at work saving the world all the damn time," my hag nagged but I only smiled at the thought. It wasn't easy to decide to adopt instead of giving birth but thanks to our job as heroes, the idea of one of us giving birth was just too dangerous. Now that that was taken off the table though it was kind of liberating.
Maybe if it turns out I'm not pregnant we could look into quirk doctors anyway. The adoption should be finalized before the end of the month so it's not like it should affect our adoption. Melody has been living with us for more than a year now, she only knows us as her parents.
Now if only she would call me Papa.
"Has she asked for me at all?" I asked, watching while she played with her daddy and smiling at the sight. I might be a bit jealous of him but at the same time the sight just healed me.
"Well about that," Dad started and my hag hushed him. "Not exactly," he seemed to give in but my eyes narrowed.
"Hag," I warned and she pressed her lips together, refusing to answer. Fine, be a bitch. I know a perfect angel that would tell me.
"Melody," I called out and she ran over, leaving Deku behind and pouting. Hypocrite, the only reason he is anywhere but our bed is because I basically forced him. "How was your day, my little princess?" I asked, picking her up, ready to hear about daycare.
"Do you hate me?" She asked without missing a beat and my jaw dropped.
"What? Why? How could I ever hate you? No, absolutely not," I stumbled over my words but her little shoulders relaxed and she finally hugged me around my neck.
"Do I really have to call you Papa?" She asked in a small voice and now I'm really confused.
"Baby, tell me what's going on. Please," I sat down still holding her while her bright red curls bounced around her face. We really need to take her for a haircut but they are so freaking cute, I don't want to.
"Tenchan said that only one Daddy can love me and that the other daddy must hate me because I'm not really his. Isachan said that that I must be a bad girl because I don't have a mama and only good girls have Mamas and Ejichan says that if I have two daddies then that means-," she was in tears by now and I had to quiet her down before she made any sense at all again.
"Can't you be my Mama? Or am I a bad girl like everyone says I am?" She finally asked her question, one that I could actually answer.
"No, you are better than good. You are my little princess and no one is better than you," I carefully wiped her tears away while she looked up at me with her turquoise blue eyes that usually made me stop and ask if she wanted or needed anything at all. Any reason at all to hear her giggly voice soothing my heart and swelling it with pride and joy.
And now she is asking me if she was a bad girl? I will be going to her daycare tomorrow, Deku can just keep it in his fucking pants.
"Baby, if that's what you want then do it," she looked up at me confused and I gave her a soft smirk. "We are Bakugos. Chase after what you want and make it yours, Sweetheart. If that means you want to call me Mama then call me Mama. I'm not so weak as to get upset over something like that." I chuckle at the thought before adding, "I just really want to hear you call for me too, instead of just for Daddy." I pretended to pout as Deku walked over confused, not having a clue as to what we were talking about.
"Thank you, Mama," she whispered and hugged me tight, her little arms around my neck felt so very nice. I'm going to rip someone a new one tomorrow but right now my baby needs hugs.
***
I am very much missing my bed right now. It's been a month of back and forth with the day care and I am fucking done.
"Bring me my daughter, now," I hissed, the feel of Deku's arms from this morning the only thing keeping me sane at the moment. Turns out, I really am pregnant. The quirk Deku had been hit with was a permission type quirk so when he was begging me to have his baby it was literally the trigger, when I answered yes, well. Yeah. But we only found out last night that I am actually pregnant so I haven't even told our agency yet.
"Please understand, it's the middle of the classes right now," the little man was trying to stall but I was done and I didn't come alone. I pulled out my phone and texted Deku who was already at her classroom and answering questions for the kids while I tried to stay civil.
Kacchan: Fucker won't let her go.
Deku: She is on my shoulders heading towards you now.
"Are you aware that her adoption is already finalized? As in, my husband and I are her lawful guardians, her parents," I growled while putting my phone away. The fact that Deku and I came in our hero suits to pick up my daughter seems to have this little man sweating bullets. Apparently he was unaware that Melody was the daughter of heroes and that doesn't make his crimes go away.
"Mama!" Melody sang out and I instantly smiled before looking up at her and getting up.
"My baby, this mean old man was just telling me that you couldn't get pulled out of class. Are you okay?" I asked her and she squirmed enough for Deku to put her down and she ran into my arms.
"I'm a Bakugo, of course I'm okay. I'm no one's victim," she puffed out her little chest proudly and I swear she makes my heart swell when she acts like this. Ever since she asked to call me Mama instead of Papa her self esteem and confidence have spiked.
"That's my girl," I smile proudly and hold out my hand for her to hold.
"Oh no! I forgot my backpack in the classroom. Mama, can we stop to get it before we go to our new house?" She asked, her eyes big and wide, as if she were acting innocent but I know what she is actually doing. She wants to show off both of her parents before leaving these fuckers in the dust. I know because I'm the one that helped her come up with the plan last night.
"Of course princess, lead the way," I smiled and she grabbed Deku's hand and pulled us both out of the office and towards the classrooms.
"I'm back! I forgot my bag," she giggled before skipping inside and leaving us outside the door, she however didn't close the door behind her.
"Yeah right, like pro hero Deku is actually your daddy? No one would ever believe that. Everyone knows he doesn't have a wife so you're nothing but a liar," a little boy scoffed and I felt my eye twitch at his rude ass voice. I also saw Deku flex his fingers, letting the world know that he was passed a little irritated.
"It doesn't matter if you believe me or not, it's true. Hey, give me my bag!" Melody cried out and Deku and I ran in at the same time to see the older, taller boy holding her bag out of reach.
"Why are you stealing my daughter's bag you little shit?" I demanded but the kid was quick to drop the bag and stare open mouthed at me.
"Mama, he was calling me a liar. He said that I don't have a mama or a daddy," Melody tattled on the little shit but that's okay, this is what I told her to do. She is only three but this fucking five year old shit has been harassing her to no end and why? Because she was the smallest in the class.
"Mama? But," the boy looked so confused when I picked her up and hugged her and Deku was quick to retrieve her bag from the floor for her.
"Princess, are you hurt anywhere?" I asked her seriously but she shook her head and buried her face in my neck when she hugged me.
"So the Director lied about cracking down on bullying like he said he did," I raised my voice and the teacher that was in the classroom went very pale. Damn it, I thought the school here would have been safe for our daughter, at least safer than our old school.
"Please, don't be so hasty. It was just a small disagreement between children," the Director spoke up from behind us and I glared at him. Fuck this shit.
"Do you realize that you have gone on record stating that all the bullies had already been dealt with? That they were expelled? But Melody told me last night that no one was missing in her class and the bullies had only gotten worse, from pulling her hair to taking her snacks," I didn't look away from the parasite in front of me. "Do you even realize that we came to pick our daughter up while still wearing our hero suits? Do you know what that means?"
"That you were in a hurry?" He asked while trying not to shrink back in his fear.
"That everything that was said or done in front of us has been recorded thanks to the Heroes Act to keep heroes accountable for anything and everything we do in public places and since this daycare is listed as a school, our body cameras have been recording since we arrived on the premises," Deku answered, he isn't smiling and that left both adults in the room very pale and several of the kids confused.
The hero Deku always smiles.
"I've already contacted the legal department at headquarters. They said they would have everything taken care of before Melody starts at her new school tomorrow," he turned back towards us and smiled at Melody who giggled.
"A Bakugo isn't a victim," she smiled before adding, "and I'm a Bakugo."
I laughed out loud at that. Melody has really come out of her shell over the last month. "Come on baby, your grandparents are dying to see you now that we are moving so much closer to them than before. They want to help you organize your room," I smirked at her before turning to leave while Deku carried our little girl's bag. Time to go home.
***
The new daycare has been going a lot better. For one thing, three year olds stay with three year olds and five years old with five year olds. To be honest it's a little weird that they aren't in school yet but as it turns out some parents held them back a year because they didn't think that they were mentally ready for regular classes yet. Go figure the bully was an immature moron but I can't say much. I was worse at that age I think. My victim just happened to turn out to be my husband though.
"Melody?" I smiled as I walked into the class with a bunch of mothers who kept side eyeing me. I'm not blind. It's the Friday before Mother's Day and bring your mom to class day at the daycare.
"Mama!" Melody came running up before she hugged my leg, careful of my much larger belly. I'm five months along now and it's been four since Melody transferred schools. No one could mistake me as anything but pregnant at this point.
"How's my little princess?" I smiled at her as I picked her up and she beamed at me with her big smile that I swear she got from Deku. The fact she is adopted be damned, she is our daughter.
"Amazing, just like Mama, where's Daddy?" She looked over my shoulder with a worried look. Thanks to my pregnancy being an accident related to work, Deku has been "assigned" to protect me while I'm pregnant. Having said that, they usually call him in for a couple hours a day and the dumbasses in HR were perfectly aware that I needed to go out today.
"Daddy was called into work. Don't give me that look, I'm perfectly capable of getting here and back home without him. Why don't you show me to my seat?" I changed the subject and she pouted at me but nodded anyway before pulling towards her seat which thankfully had an adult size chair next to it.
"Bakugo, Melody," my daughter paused and we both looked back at her teacher. "Considering your... Mama will probably want to sit down comfortably. Why don't you start us off by introducing your Mama and what they do for a living?" Melody looked at me and I nodded, encouraging her to go ahead. I really want to sit the fuck down now but whatever, shit happens I guess.
So Melody pulled me towards the front of the class instead. "My mama is very important to me but first I have to say that my Mama didn't have me the way most of yours had you," Melody started out her introduction and I smiled at how she confidently told everyone that she was adopted and why.
"My Mother and Father died protecting me in an earthquake when I was baby. I don't remember them because I was so small still. My oldest memory is playing with my Mama and Daddy at the park," she smiled up at me and she really just melted my heart, I swear.
"And I'm going to be a big sister sometime around my birthday but Mama and Daddy won't tell me if I'm having a sister or brother," she pouted and I chuckled. She didn't pay me any attention before telling everyone that both her daddy and I are pro heroes and our rankings.
Hands went up in the air and now it was my turn to call on kids and mother's alike to answer any questions. Most were mundane, asking me who my husband was and why I wasn't telling Melody if I was having a boy or a girl.
"The answer is simple, it's because my husband and I are pro heroes. We are attacked and targeted a lot thanks to that and the one time they tried to take our little Melody from us didn't end well for them to say the least," I chuckled like it wasn't a big deal but the fact of the matter was that most of those villains died that day. Thankfully the Hero Protection Act prevents most lawsuits and criminal charges from being pressed against heroes when it comes to protecting our families. Including adopted children. They really tried to fight that.
I pointed at a woman towards the back, "who is your husband? I am a huge fan of yours and I didn't even know you were married." Why must there be toxic ass fans who get their feelings hurt when they find out something they didn't want to know? Just why?
"Well he should be here before too long so it should be alright to say," I half muttered to myself just so that she would realize that not one but two big time pro heroes were going to be here at the same time. Just so she could mind her fucking manners later.
"My husband is-," ***CRASH***
I was forced to stop at this point and I had Melody behind me in an instant, shielding her from all the debris that was flying into the room from the now splintered door.
"So there IS a hero here after all," some nobody villain chuckled before eyeing me up and down. "Who knew the great Dynamight would be in such a sorry state as this? It almost feels like cheating," he shrugged before grinning all nasty like and making my skin crawl at the sight. "Good thing I like to cheat."
"You know the drill," I whispered in my daughter's ear before letting her go and she ran to the corner of the room and crawled under a desk and behind the cabinet. The fact that she grabbed several other kids on the way wasn't unnoticed either. Good girl, she grabbed who she could but didn't go out of her way and get the villain's attention. She really did an amazing job.
"What in the fuck do you want?" I asked, letting my shoulders stretch a little while I talked. It's been months since I've been allowed to use my quirk and as is I'm only supposed to use it in emergency situations thanks to my pregnancy hormones.
"Didn't I just say what I wanted? Oh I guess I didn't. I want to kill a hero," he let out a very childish giggle that sent a chill through my blood. Creeper.
"Creeper get the fuck out of here while I'm being nice," I warned and set off a tiny explosion that was far too large for what I intended. Fuck. It was only supposed to be a spark, something I could do between my fingers in a snap, instead of was about the size of a basketball. Well at least I know, maybe I could use it to my advantage?
"Oh don't be like that. I just got here," again with those insane giggles. He introduced himself and for once I didn't interrupt, after all Deku was already supposed to be on his way and I needed to buy time.
"You talk a lot but you're not actually saying anything worthwhile. What's the point of asking this? Why do it in the first place," I mocked him for being stupid and I saw him frown but he didn't attack. I did see him slowly crush the door frame where he was holding it. Looks like super strength, not even all that powerful either.
I reexamined my opponent, his arms were pretty large but his legs looked kind of frail, probably a good sign that his quirk wasn't full body. Maybe I could get him to chat away about that next. He is still going on about the injustice of the current quirk laws and how everyone should be free to use their quirk, their body, as they see fit.
"Yada yada yada," I said when he stopped, pretending to interrupt him when it was pretty obvious that he was done already. "You sound like one of those rebel army fuckers that couldn't even keep from being wiped out by the League of Villains. Don't get me wrong, a villain is a villain and the law will decide their fate, but I would be lying if I said they weren't helpful when they cleared out all those lunatics back when I was still in highschool," I smirked while flexing my fingers. I didn't set off my quirk but he still flinched all the same. Ah, so he already knows what he's in for. That will make it easier to intimidate him.
"Is that the work of a quirk? Is the great Dynamight out of commission for such a dumbass reason?" He taunted back and this time I laughed.
"If you think a baby is a dumbass reason then you are the dumbass," I retorted but now he seems uncomfortable.
"You're pregnant?" the villain recoiled and I rolled my eyes.
"What the fuck else could I be dumbass?" I heard the electric door down the hall break free probably from Deku forcing his way in and grinned. The fight was short lived thanks to the villain actually avoiding my belly, at least he has some kind of decency to him but whatever. "Too late now," I mocked and sure enough Deku came running through the door, took half a second to figure out the situation and punched the fucker so hard it was lights out long before he hit the ground.
"Kacchan are you-,"
"Melody all clear," I called out ignoring my husband who jumped to see Melody and several kids coming out of hiding.
"Mama is so cool!" Melody came running up and I couldn't help letting out a small gasp from the pain.
"Mama really needs to sit the fuck down," I groaned, the fight actually helped with my back pain a lot but I highly doubt anyone here would understand that. Deku did pick me up and Melody pointed out my seat for me and all I could do was roll my eyes and chuckle at their over protectiveness.
Our daughter is running out of the room to get me some water while Deku was utterly frazzled by the fact there was a villain in our daughter's daycare at all. It took far too long to calm him down and get a police escort to arrive in a timely manner but fuck it all, it's done. At least there was only one villain this time.
"Mama!" Melody came running back into the classroom holding the glass but I caught her before she could trip on the rug and she gave me a great big smile just like her daddy's.
"Calm down, both of you," I gave Deku a look that he had the decency to look sheepish from. "I'm fine and so is the baby. No more of this, do you understand?" I gave Melody a stern look but unlike her daddy she didn't look guilty.
"I just want to make sure my mama and baby sibling are alright," she crossed her arms and puffed out her chest. Whoever tries to say she isn't a Bakugo is lying through their teeth.
There was some general chaos from the aftermath, which was expected since so many kids witnessed it, and when everything was truly calm again I just felt exhausted. The fact I fell asleep in the chair would have been laughable if not for Deku picking me up and accidentally waking me up in the process.
"I'm fine, I'm fine," I mumbled only for him to adjust his grip on me.
"Class is over, it's time for us to go home now," he responded and I nodded in agreement, letting him carry me. "I'll take care of everything."
In the background I heard little Melody bragging, "That's MY Mama." I couldn't help smiling at that. At least I make her proud.
End.