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Izuku did his best to make Kacchan’s life easier. To do his job 110%, and he thought he was doing a good job. 

It was hard to adjust to working somewhere new, but it was getting easier. The biggest adjustment was Kacchan himself. The man never stopped working and it was more common than not that he was fucking one of the models in his office, always a male one. 

Trying to talk to the blonde about his schedule for the day while someone was under his desk was beyond irritating, especially since the old flame he once held for the tall, hot man had unfortunately been rekindled. 

The greenette tries his best to keep himself as distant as he can emotionally from Katsuki, but jealousy is sadly very real and his renewed feelings have their own ideas about how they feel about watching the blonde flirt with anything with legs. 

Izuku had been working at Shinigami for 3 months now, and knew most of Katsuki little ticks and stuff he likes, and most importantly anticipating what he needs to do next. All this time hasn’t been about focusing all on Katsuki either. Despite what the blonde would like to think, the greenette made quick friends with a designer named Mina, and Kirishima and Denki, both photographers. But his best friend quickly becomes a model named Ochako who's secretly dating one of the gothic designers, Himiko. Not to mention Mina is always up to date on all the gossip and makes sure Izuku is always informed so he’s not surprised anymore.

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“Midobabe!” Mina squeals, rushing over to his desk in front of Katsuki’s office. 

“Ashido, what’s up?” He asks, not liking that evil gleam in her eyes as she sits on an empty portion of his work space. 

“You won’t believe what I heard!” She squeals again before looking around and leaning in close. “Bakugou has stopped having flings with the models.” 

“Wait, that doesn’t make sense. I saw Kacchan flirting with a model yesterday before I left.” Izuku says, stunned, not knowing how to feel about the hope blooming in his chest. 

“I don’t know what’s going on with him, but it’s true. Everyone down there is talking about it. Apparently, no one can get in his pants. He comes, flirts, and then leaves!” She informs him, excitedly. “Do you know what’s going on? Have you noticed anyone hanging around him?” 

“The only one that’s around him all the time is me. I haven’t seen anyone new or seen Kacchan act any differently.” He tells her, running through everything that has happened since he started. 

“Hmm, very interesting.” She mutters, looking at the big bosses door before smirking knowingly. “Well, either way, I’m just glad he’s leaving my models alone now.” With that, she gets up and leaves, grinning wickedly when she notices the door is cracked. ‘I’m onto you Bakugou.’

~Katsuki’s POV~

The last 3 months have been both amazing and a living hell. 

Katsuki has always prided himself on being able to move on from every person he’s fucked, and that was true, until a drunken night with friends a month after Izuku started working for him, where he had to call the greenette to give him a ride home. He doesn’t know how it happened, but as his small PA helped him into his car and drove him home, he started to get snippets of memories about that night back at the university, a party his fraternity threw. He was never able to remember the face of the person he drunkenly took to bed, but that night as he slouched in his employees backseat then stumbled into his penthouse above his office, it all started to come back. A face filled with freckles, sift green curls, and lustful emerald eyes swimming through his mind. 

It had been 6 /years/ and Katsuki couldn’t believe he was just now remembering that night and to his even more surprise, that was the only time he took someone’s virginity and didn’t wear a condom. The latter had actually made him sober up a little bit, but before he could say anything, Izuku was long gone and the sun was up.

With those memories back, Katsuki felt things he never did before. The greenette always went home at the end of his shift, never staying after like the blonde did, which pissed him off. He hated that there’s someone waiting for the little nerd at home, most likely a boyfriend or partner. An unexplainable anger and jealousy churning in his gut made it even harder for him to hook up with the random extras. But it did encourage him to flirt with them when Izuku was around. 

He had been answering emails when he heard Mina scream Izuku’s name, instantly drawing Katsuki’s attention. His eyes flick to the door as he slowly gets up, curiosity making him crack his door open the slightest bit to hear what the crazy pinkette was saying. 

Katsuki listens closely to their conversation, shocked that people were already gossiping about his changing behavior. He cracks the door open a little more, just in time to see Mina look in his direction and grin before leaving. 

‘Fuck, she knew I was here, but how much did she figure out?’ He thinks as he rushes back to his chair like a total fool when he hears Izuku’s chair squeak when he gets up. 

The greenette enters and gets down to business, lacking all familiarity he had with Mina. Scarlet eyes squint as they gaze at the focused smaller man, examining the greenette with clinical eyes, trying desperately not to think about his revived memories or who is so important to this childhood friend he still held close to his heart secretly. 

~Midoriya Home~

Mitsuki had been trying to remember to visit her old friend forever now, and she finally got the time. Inko has always been very important to her. Always being a grounding force to keep the blonde from getting too far into the clouds. 

She walks into the small tailor shop with a bright smile and a nice box of tea for her best friend when she hears a little giggle from behind a rack of clothes. Intrigued, the blonde walks towards the source, pushing aside the clothes to find a little greenette child sitting on the floor surrounded by papers with a human outline that Mitsuki knows Inko uses to draw up quick custom orders, but all of them are covered in designs, some that aren’t that bad. 

The blonde is so enthralled with the little girl she doesn’t even notice Inko enter the room or hear her gasp, but the child does. Suddenly, matching slanted scarlet eyes meet Mitsuki’s now-started ones as she gasps, heart thundering in her chest as an image of young Katsuki surfaces, but before she can say anything, Inko taps her on the shoulder with a worried expression. 

“Are you okay, Mits?” The older greenette asks, concerned why her friend had a silent tear siding down her cheek. 

“Inko, oh, no, I’m fine.” Mitsuki says, looking between the greenettes before smiling at her friend. “This little girl just looks so much like Katsuki as a child it caught me by surprise, is all. Oh! This is for you!” She says, showing the tea to her friend. 

“Oh, you didn’t have to do that! You coming to visit is more than enough, but thank you so much.” Inko says, tearing up at the kind gift, beyond happy Mitsuki remembered her favorite tea from when they were in college. 

“Who’s this little designer?” The blonde asks, turning towards the confused greenette child. 

“This is Hana, Izuku’s daughter. Oh, this is the first time you’ve met her, isn’t it?” The eldest greenette says with a smile. “Hana, sweetie, this is my best friend, Mitsuki Bakugou!” At the famous name, Hana jumps up and beams up excitedly at the blonde woman. 

“You’re Mitsuki Bakugou! The famous designer and fashion extraordinaire! OMG! Can I have your autograph!” The little girl screams with stars in her eyes as she holds out a random notebook and pen she pulled out of who knows where.

The duo look at each other stunned before they both smile, amused by the child’s enthusiasm. Mitsuki kneels before the small greenette, taking the notebook and pen, her curiosity growing about the child’s parentage. 

“It’s an honor to meet you, Hana. Inko, can I talk to you real quick? And after I’m done, Hana, I’d love for you to show me your designs.” She says, smiling at Hana who’s practically vibrating with joy, a smile so wide the women were shocked her face wasn’t broken. 

With that settled, the blonde stands and follows Inko into the back room. 

“What is this about, Mits?” 

“I know this is going to sound crazy, but I think Hana is, somehow, Katsuki’s child. It’s just- she looks just like him, and-” Mitsuki says, starting to nervously ramble before the greenette stops her, grabbing her hands. 

“Thank god! I thought I was going crazy!” Inko cries, relieved. “Ever since she was born, I just couldn’t shake the fact she looked like Katsuki! I mean, she /literally/ had the very same scowl growing up as a baby that he did! But I didn’t know if I should say something! I know Katsuki’s never been the father type and Izuku always worried if he did find out who the father is that he’d take Hana away! And-” 

“Wait, wait! Izuku doesn’t know who the father is?” 

“Hana was conceived during a frat party Izuku’s last year at college. My poor baby, he… he overworked himself so badly and the one time he let himself have some fun he got drunk and slept with someone he can’t remember.”

Mitsuki listens to the sad tale, remembering how the story ends. It was horrible Izuku couldn’t finish school. He was so close to graduating and starting the job she had for him, but unfortunately, she couldn’t give it to him without some sort of degree. 

By the end of the story, the blonde takes a few minutes to think, processing everything until she makes a decision. Determined scarlet eyes meet hopeful emerald ones. 

“Inko, I would like your permission to take a DNA sample to see if she is Katsuki’s daughter.” 

“I don’t- I don’t know…” Inko says, hesitantly. 

“If you think I’d tell my brat about her, I would never do that without Izuku’s consent. As for me taking her away, all I want is the opportunity to be a grandma.” She says, pleading with the greenette to understand she means no ill will. 

Inko takes a second to think about it. She knew Mitsuki wasn’t cruel enough to take a child from their only parent, plus the Bakugou’s didn’t have time for a child. 

“Okay, but if Katsuki is the father, I want us to tell Izuku together. He’s always cared deeply for Katsuki and has always been inspired by him.” Inko says, serious green eyes, mouth pulled into a tight frown. 

“Katsuki has always liked Izuku too, not that he would ever admit it. And I would never think otherwise.” Mitsuki says, determined, holding out her hand for the greenette to shake. 

With a happy smile, they shake hands and go find Hana.

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It had taken quite a lot of convincing from Izuku to get Mitsuki and Inko to calm down and not kill Katsuki. Especially after he had left them with a deep sigh to go get changed, where they promptly followed him and when they opened his bedroom door he was standing there in his underwear. The sight of him bruised and clearly /claimed/ made their blood boil. 

After Mitsuki left semi pacified, she called the lab she was having the DNA test done at and put a rush on it then she called Masaru, updating him only for them to both agree Izuku needed to work for them, /not/ their son.

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After Izuku left Katsuki just stood there, unable to comprehend that someone literally just walked out on him. That had never happened before, ever, but then again he never gave anyone the chance. 

No one but him and his housekeeper were allowed in his home. He had always kept his hook-ups strictly casual and in his office. 

Still unable to get Izuku off his mind as he went about his usual Saturday activities, he finally came to a conclusion. If the greenette wanted to be another hook-up versus his boyfriend, then so be it. He’ll treat the little slut as his personal whore until Izuku comes crawling back, apologizing for his mistake. Although, Katsuki’s had a taste of heaven now, so no way in hell is he going to wear a condom with him. If something happens then it’s on the greenette for not taking birth control. 

With his new resolve, he waits excitedly for Monday to come.

~ 

At dinner that Saturday night, Inko makes katsudon and tries not to let her desire for revenge on the fuckboy blonde ruin their night. While Izuku decides to focus on Hana, wanting to push the blonde out of his head, but as he lay in bed that night, images start to pop up in his mind's eye, thinking about what happened last night and the feeling of the blonde’s body against his. As he fell asleep he can’t help but wonder if it's his imagination or not that both times he’s had sex felt the same. 

~Monday~

Just like every other day before, Izuku got dressed, dropped his daughter off at daycare, got Katsuki’s morning coffee, before heading to work. He entered the building, waving at the other employees before boarding the elevator, bracing himself for being on the receiving end of his bosses ‘just a fling’ talk he’s heard others get a dozen times over. 

Katsuki's in his office, day already started an hour before when Izuku enters, freckled face blank as he sets the blonde’s coffee down. 

“Morning Kacchan.” The greenette says, trying to act professional when those scarlet eyes flick up at him. 

“Deku.” Katsuki grunts, going back to his task, grabbing the coffee and taking a lazy sip. “Going to be a busy day today.” 

“Yes, I saw your schedule. Looks like there are a few video meetings with distributors and a few phone calls, but other than that it’s all office work today.” He says, looking from his tablet to the smirking blonde. ‘Oh no.’ 

“Do what you can’t on your tablet then come right back.” With that said, Katsuki turns his attention back to his computer. 

The greenette stands there for a second, confused before he heads back to his desk, doing exactly what he was told, all the while wondering what the blonde is planning. 

An hour later he returns to the office, Katsuki letting out a sigh of relief when he sees the greenette standing in the room. 

“About fucking time. Get over here and warm my cock.” The blonde gruffly says, sitting back in his chair, smirking seductively as he unbuttons his pants and zips them down to free his cock from the tight confines of fabric. 

Izuku can do nothing but stare at him dumbly, face bright red as he mutely walks over and waits for the larger man to give further instructions. 

With a wicked, smug smirk, Katsuki forces the greenette to kneel before him, his long fingers weaving into curly locks. 

“Open wide slut.” The blonde growls out, startling Izuku back to reality, but before he can get a word out a massive cock fills his open mouth, hitting the back of his throat as he gags a little. Katsuki groans in pleasure, easing the greenette on and off his cock. “You wanted to be like every other whore, so be a good slut and take it.” 

When Katsuki's close to cumming, he pulls Izuku off his cock and manhandles him to stand as the greenette’s pants are quickly yanked down his body, and as he stutters out questions, the blonde pulls the hesitant smaller man onto his cock, fucking into Izuku’s slick pussy raw, cock head kissing his cervix. 

By the end of the day Izuku returns home with a creampied pussy and 3 loads of cum soaking his panties. He doesn’t even know what to think anymore as he closes the front door to the apartment behind him, leaning against it on unsteady legs, Hana already taking off her shoes and racing to find her grandma. 

Izuku might not know what to do about what happened that day, but he sure as hell wasn’t expecting it to continue on a regular basis. 

He knew Katsuki usually had a hook-up everyday to some degree, but as he quickly learned from Mina, the blonde wasn’t having sex with anyone but him. No matter what, even if it was in the middle of a meeting of any sort, Katsuki would summon Izuku to his side and force the greenette to warm his cock in one form or another, /always/ finishing inside Izuku’s unprotected womb. 

Izuku had set an appointment with his doctor to get on birth control, but it was still 2 months away, his doctor scheduled him out not thinking it was a priority visit, and this new arrangement had been going on for nearly 2 weeks. He tried his best to take a plan B pill but the blonde kept distracting him or he out right forgot, mind too hazy to have any cognitive thought. 

It had been during the first week that Mitsuki and Masaru had showed up at the greenette’s home with some shocking news. 

~Flash Back~

“What’s this all about, Auntie?” Izuku asked as he sat down at the dinner table, the trio looking at him nervously. They had already asked Hana to wait in her room while they talked to him, which just made him all that more concerned. 

“Izuku, the day you didn’t come home, I was here and asked Inko if I could take a DNA sample from Hana.” Mitsuki said, gauging his reaction. When his expression hadn’t changed she continued. “I believed Katsuki was Hana’s father, and I have the DNA test results.” His emerald eyes had gone wide in shock and fear as she opened her purse and pulled out the large envelope before handing it to him. “It was positive. The man you slept with was Katsuki.” 

“Since this all started, I had a feeling Kacchan was the man from that party, but I didn’t want to believe it.” Izuku sighs, leaning over the table on his elbows, his head in his hands. “What now that you know the truth?” He asks, voice wavering. 

“Nothing except we want the chance to be a part of Hana’s life. To be grandparents.” Masaru says comfortingly, putting a gentle hand on the younger man’s shoulders, smiling. 

“Masaru’s right, we just want to be there for the big moments and if you’d allow, have her stay with us every once in a while.” Mitsuki adds, smiling proudly. They made a deal that night on what is acceptable and how they would schedule time with everyone before Mitsuki finally brings up her master plan. “Now that that is settled, Izuku I would like to have you come work for us instead of Katsuki.” 

“What?” Izuku asks, stunned, he was not expecting that. 

“Yes, we don’t like how he is treating you and frankly, you deserve better. So, we’d like to offer you a job with us and that comes with free daycare that’s right in the building. Not to mention there is an amazing primary school down the street that we would be happy to pay for.” The blonde woman said seriously before her tone started to cheer up, ending with a joyful smile. 

“Oh that would be amazing!” Inko said, the grandmother’s start planning, Izuku was too baffled to even get a single word out. 

“Hold on, that’s a big change and that school is a private one, and super expensive!” Izuku had said, waving his hands around. 

“Oh please, to us it would be nothing and something we’d be more than happy to do. As for the job, it’s 100% up to you, but we would like you to seriously consider it.” The blonde said proudly, looking over at her husband and reaching for his hand, a gesture he happily returned. 

“Mits is right, Izuku, we would love to have you work for us and to do this for Hana and you, but it is ultimately your decision.” The brunette said softly. 

Izuku took a minute to think about it and decided to agree to the school, knowing it would be amazing for his daughter to get into a school that could meet her needs since she was smarter than the other kids in her current school and was constantly getting in trouble for spacing out after figuring out everything faster than the others. As for the job though, he needed time to think about it, which was exactly what he told them. 

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With the new knowledge, or confirmation, of who Hana’s father is, Izuku couldn’t help but see Katsuki in a new light when he went to work. However, nothing changed from the route the blonde has cemented. The greenette continued to be his cumdump and stress relief. Then everything changes.

~2 Months Later~

Emerald eyes couldn’t stop staring at the test in his hands. A pregnancy test, a positive pregnancy test.

He was sitting in an exam room at his doctor's office. They wanted a urine sample to make sure he wasn’t pregnant before talking about birth control. The doctor had come back a couple of minutes later with the news, completely shattering his world.

The woman doctor talks to him about what he wants to do, but all he can think about is what he is going to tell Katsuki. He leaves with future appointments scheduled and ultrasound pictures in his hands, showing him his new child, 8 weeks old.

Izuku returns to work, his appointment having been during his lunch break, and the first thing he sees as he stands at his desk is Katsuki flirting with a model down the hall, the tall blonde smirking seductively at the male model. Something dark starts twisting in his chest as he watches the interaction. Eventually, the model leaves and Katsuki goes back into his office, summoning the greenette.

As he stands there, trying to focus on what his boss is saying, Izuku starts to internally self-destruct until he finally explodes.

“I’m pregnant!” The greenette suddenly shouts, happy the doors are closed behind him as he watches Katsuki’s eyes pop, and he stops moving.

“What was that?” The blonde growls, turning to look at the breathless smaller man, glaring.

“I’m pregnant. 8 weeks along.” Izuku says, trying desperately not to cry.

“What’s that to me? Shouldn’t you tell your boyfriend or whatever.” Katsuki sasses, looking back at his computer.

Izuku’s body goes rigid as anger surges through him, now glaring at the blonde.

“The only person I’ve ever been with is you. I’m not a cheater.” He snarls, rejoicing when he notices the baffled reaction from Katsuki.

The blonde doesn’t even know what to say. He just sits there, frozen, mind trying to process what he just heard was actually real.

“Whatever. Just make sure to tell HR and I’ll find a new extra.” Katsuki says, his heart racing, his nerves tingling under his skin with a giddy feeling that he didn’t quite understand.

“Is that really all I am to you?! A toy for you to use and throw away once you’re done with me?! You did this to me! I told you to wear a condom, but you said no, now I’m pregnant and all you have to say is ‘tell HR and I'll find someone else’?!” Izuku screams, angry tears streaming down his face.

“I tried to get you to be my boyfriend, but you didn’t want that!” Katsuki shouts back, slamming his hands down on his desk, standing up abruptly.

“What the fuck are you talking about?! You never asked me to be your boyfriend! All you did was coerced me into drinking, so I’d have sex with you and then you told me I was now your personal slut that you were going to fuck raw every day! In no way since this began have you been nice, sweet, or caring like a boyfriend would! Only ever taking and doing whatever you want! Now you’re leaving me to deal with /your/ mistake on my own!” The greenette seethes, not moving from his spot, fists clenched at his sides. Before the other can even reply, he reaches into his jacket pocket and takes out one of the copies of the ultrasound, stomping towards the equally angry blonde, slamming the picture on the desk. “This is your child. Do you even care?!” He cries, watching.

“I invited you into my home! Somewhere I don’t allow anyone to be, and you were the one that left that morning! I never asked you to leave!” Katsuki growls, eyes never once leaving the ultrasound picture of their unborn baby.

“How was I supposed to know that?! You never said anything! You never once acted like a man who wanted to be in a relationship with me! Hell, even that night was horrible! You were rough with me, even after I told you I hadn’t had sex in over 6 years!” He screams, feeling something deflate inside him at finally letting it all out.

Scarlet eyes snap up, sharp and pissed.

No one had ever talked to Katsuki like this or told him they hated having sex with him. That fact alone made him want to snap. He was pissed and when someone is mad, they make terrible mistakes.

“Well, I’m glad you left! Why the fuck would I want a high maintenance boyfriend like you! Hell, I don’t care what you do about the brat; keep it, get rid of it, I don’t care. Just do your fucking job, that’s all I want.” The blonde snaps, having to look away from the heartbreaking scene.

Izuku’s jaw drops before letting out a heartbroken sob. He wipes his tears away awkwardly as he walks towards the doors, stopping just as he grabs the handle.

“Auntie and Uncle offered me a job working for them. I think it would be best if I accept it. I don’t think… that ou- /my/ baby will survive if I stay here as your PA. I’ll send in my resignation immediately. I’m sorry you had to deal with me Kacchan, and I wish you would have just been honest with me from the beginning.” With that, he leaves, closing the door behind him, leaving Katsuki to silently cry before he pushes everything off his desk violently, screaming as he trashes the room in a fit of rage and heartbreak.

When he finally crumbles to the floor the greenette’s ultrasound picture is in front of him, the small outline of their baby making him openly sob as he takes the picture carefully into his hands and holds it to his chest.

‘What have I done?’ He thinks mournfully and utterly defeated.

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“Midobabe, I’m sure you mean more to him than that.” Mina says, trying to sooth the sobbing greenette sitting in her office.

After their fight, Izuku had collected his things and was headed home before he realized he couldn’t go home like this. His mom would most likely kill Katsuki if he did, especially with the news he was pregnant again. That's how he ended up at the pinkette’s office, spilling everything as Ochako and Himiko rubbed his back.

“I think we should go beat the crap out of him.” The blonde says, angry.

“Himiko, I don’t think that would solve anything.” Ochako scolds, glaring half heartedly at her girlfriend.

“But a good idea nonetheless.” Mina grumbles, leaning back in her chair.

“But he did mean it. If I actu- actually meant somethi-something to him, then he wouldn’t have- have treated me this way.” The greenette sobs, glancing over the suggestion to get revenge on Katsuki. Even if it did sound like a nice idea.

“Well, that’s not exactly true.” The brunette says with a slight grimace.

“What do you mean?” Izuku asks, wiping his face, looking over at her.

“Well… he invited you into his penthouse and he’s never done that, and he hasn’t been sleeping with anyone but you since this all started.” The model says with a small smile. “That’s very out of character for him.”

“Uraraka is right. Bakugou isn’t one to just sleep with one person, let allow keep sleeping with them. He’s more of the type to hop from hole to hole, and only to the ones that fit his current craving.” Mina says with painful honesty, nodding towards the brunette. “Point is, if he really wants you and to be a part of your life; and the lives of your children he’ll come to you.”

Ochako and Himiko nod in agreement. The greenette thinks on what she says as they help him clean up. He sits in his car a few minutes outside the Bakugou Fashion building that is exactly behind Katsuki’s company. Once he’s got his composure back he gets out and heads inside.

“Izuku, sweetheart, what happened?!” Mitsuki asks, concerned when he walks into Masaru and her shared office, face still puffy.

And for the second time that day, he has to retell what happened with Katsuki.

The couple get him set up with a job in costume design. Masaru had pulled some strings to convince the design team Izuku was worth having around, even with his unfinished degree. Though once they got a look at his notebooks it didn’t take much.

Izuku picked his daughter up early and went home after getting ice cream with her. He sits his girls down in the living room, telling them the news that he's pregnant. Inko puts on a good show of being happy for him and Hana is bouncing all over the place excited. Asking questions and making it very clear she wants a baby sister.

“Izuku, are you sure about this?” Inko asks as Izuku washes the dishes after dinner, Hana playing in the living room.

He stops moving, a sad smile on his lips as he turns towards his mother.

“Despite how everything happened, I’m really happy to be pregnant again.” He says softly.

The older greenette doesn’t have anything to say to that, only giving a gentle smile, nodding, before looking around.

“Then we are going to need a new place to live.” She says with a light chuckle.

Izuku can’t help but laugh as he gives her a hug, agreeing whole heartedly.

~4 Months Later~

Izuku had known from working with Katsuki that the Bakugous got together every month to have a meeting regarding current projects and anything else that needed to be discussed, including holidays.

Halloween was a month away and Izuku had been chosen to go with Mitsuki to talk about the coming holiday in that month's meeting. Which means the greenette will be in the same room as Katsuki for the first time in months, and this time, it’s very clear he’s pregnant.

“This meeting we will focus on what new costumes we’ll be creating for Halloween.” Mitsuki says, looking down the table at her son, who in all honesty, looked worse than last month.

“Ya, whatever.” The younger blonde grumbles, feeling Mina kick him under the table, Himiko sighing as she pulls out her ideas.

“Sorry! Sorry, I’m late! My doctor's appointment went longer than expected.” An out of breath voice says behind Katsuki. A voice he hasn’t heard in months but dreams about every night.

Knocking over his chair in his rush, he comes face to face with a heavily pregnant greenette in a maternity t-shirt and a pair of black leggings. The breath is stolen from his chest as Katsuki stares at the now straight faced Izuku.

“Deku…” The blonde breathes out, taking a step forward as the other goes to walk around him. Wide scarlet eyes follow the rounding greenette with a pained expression, watching as Izuku takes a seat beside Mitsuki.

“You’re fine, sweetie, we just started. How was your appointment?” She asks, smiling at him.

“Oh ya! You were going to find out the gender today right?!” Mina squeals, leaning over to him, their chairs right next to each other.

For a split second sad scarlet eyes and hesitant emerald eyes meet before the latter looks away with a pained expression.

“Umm, yes… but I don’t think now is the time for that.” He says, trying to push away the need to cry.

“No!” Katsuki suddenly shouts, startling everyone and making them turn towards him, stunned. His mouth snaps shut and he coughs awkwardly, composing himself. “I’m sure they won’t get to work until they know. We’re all here so why not tell me- I mean them.” He says, wincing when he sees his mother smirking smugly at him.

Izuku fidgets in his spot, face flushing.

“I’m having a little girl.” He says shyly, placing the pictures on the table.

“Aw! I bet Hana is going to be thrilled!” Mina squeals, clutching his arm excitedly, before placing a hand on his belly, feeling his unborn child kick.

“Who’s Hana?” Katsuki asks, not meaning to say it outloud. All heads snap to him, Mitsuki watching him closely, face blank.

“I think we should get back on topic. I have a few designs that have been very popular in the past at my mom’s shop that I have made a few changes to that fit better with the new year.” Izuku says, clearing his throat as he nods to Mitsuki who had brought his designs with her since he had an appointment before coming here.

Katsuki can do nothing but sit back and watch as they get down to business, his tired face not once leaving the greenette’s warm glowing skin. Since Izuku left him, he hasn't been able to focus, let alone sleep with anyone. He still flirts in hopes of moving past his hang up on the freckled cutie, but no matter what he just can’t do it. And something no one knew was that he still had that first ultrasound picture Izuku had left with him. That picture he kept in his desk drawer, safe from prying eyes. A reminder of what he had done.

The meeting ends, and Mitsuki and Izuku are the first to leave, the greenette not even giving him a chance to get a word out before waddling out of the room. For the rest of the day the blonde can’t get the name Hana out of his head, and for the first time in months, he leaves the agency and heads to his parents house.

Katsuki doesn’t even knock before entering, and the first thing he notices as he takes off his shoes is a pair of small red sneakers sitting beside his parents shoes. A blonde eyebrow raises in suspicion before he heads into the house, looking for the couple.

He walks into the living room, shocked to find childrens toys laying around and his father having a tea party with a princess crown on his head with a little green haired child while his mother sat in her recliner looking at something on her laptop.

It’s the girl that notices him first, freezing mid sip, her sharp scarlet eyes going wide in bewilderment.

“Hana, dear, what’s wrong?” Masaru asks, before following her line of sight to Katsuki, whose face is pale and eyes wide, mouth gaping as he stares at the greenette, heart racing. “Katsuki, what are you doing here?” He asks when his eye lands on the speechless younger man.

Mitsuki’s head snaps up from her work and tenses, unsure what to do. She never thought Katsuki would show up like this.

“I- I came to talk- talk you guys.” He says, fumbling over his words. “Who’s she?”

“My names Hana.” She answers herself, matching scarlet eyes never wavering. “I’m Izuku’s daughter.”

“Wait, Deku hasn’t had his daughter yet.” Katsuki says, confused and temper starting to flare.

“That’s because I’m his first born, moron. He had me after he had to drop out of college.” The greenette sasses, crossing her arms and glaring at him, not like his growing aggressional stance. “It's not my fault you don’t ask your employees about their families.”

Her reply takes him by surprise and makes him grin despite himself, eying her amused. Before something hits him; Hana was born after Izuku disappeared the first time, and the older greenette told him that Katsuki’s the only one he’s ever had sex with, so that means… The conclusion makes him nearly choke on his spit before his head starts spinning and he crumbles to the floor.

~

Izuku was sitting at home, still looking for a new place to live when his phone started to ring. The second he saw it was Masaru calling him, he got up and started heading for the door, grabbing his keys on the way out. When he answered the call, the brunette had asked him to come over right away, to which he answered he was on his way. 15 minutes later, Izuku was waddling through the door, looking around, panicked, for his daughter.

“Mommy, you’re here!” Hana shouts, rushing over to hug him.

“Are you okay? What’s wrong?” He asks, frantic, checking her for injuries, but when she shakes her head he looks at her confused.

“We didn’t call you about Hana, Izuku.” Mitsuki says, mouth tight with worry. When the greenette mother just tilts his head in bewilderment, she sighs. “Come with me. We had an unexpected visitor that fainted and now… I think it’s best you see for yourself.”

The group walk into the living room finding Katsuki sitting on the couch holding an ice pack to the back of his head and looking utterly defeated.

“Kacchan? What are you doing here?” Izuku asks, stunned, coming to stand a few feet away in front of the distressed blonde.

“I came to talk to my parents about… us… and decide what to do about the pain I’ve been dealing with since you left, only to discover I have a daughter that is already in /school/.” Katsuki says, voice tight, filled with pain as he struggles not to cry.

Just like every other moment in their lives, Izuku is left utterly speechless and unsure what he’s going to do next.

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Katsuki’s never been one to admit when he’s wrong, but as he stands in his parent's living room, looking at his baby mama, who’s round with his 2nd child as their firstborn stares judgmentally at him from the couch, his parents listening in from the kitchen, he’s sure he fucked up.

“Why didn’t you tell me?” Katsuki asks, demanding answers. 

“I didn’t know you were the father until after you took me back to your bed. I was /drunk/ when we first slept together, Kacchan. Hell, I didn’t even go to your school! I had never drank before that night!” Izuku scolds, his temper flaring. 

“She looks just like me!” 

“I don’t have any pictures of you at that age, let alone very good memories of when we were toddlers!” He screams back. 

Neither noticed Hana had disappeared and was now watching from the kitchen window with her grandparents eating popcorn from a giant bowl, enjoying the show.

“Still, you didn’t even look for me?!” The blonde snaps back, realizing he was running out of reasons to be mad about this. 

“Are you serious?! We live above a tailor shop! We make enough to get by, but it wouldn’t be hard to take her from me! Like hell, I was going to risk it!” Izuku says back, smirking ever so slightly when he sees his baby daddy struggling to come up with his next argument, but the small victory doesn’t last long as the real roadblock finally rears its ugly head. “What are you going to do now that you know? And before you answer, I want you to know I’m not going to just be your little toy anymore or your boyfriend. I’m the mother of both of your children. I want to know what you want from us and if you’re willing to make a serious commitment to us. Not only do I deserve an answer, but so do our daughters.” 

“Ya, I want to know if you’re gonna be a deadbeat dad!” Hana calls out from the kitchen, Mitsuki cackling in the background, amused and proud. 

Katsuki’s head snaps in their direction appalled, only to stop short when he sees the serious look on the small greenette’s face, fierce matching scarlet eyes sizing him up, then he turns back to Izuku, his eyes taking in the anxious mother, whose hands were on his heavy belly, rudding the swelling comfortingly. 

What was he going to do? Sure, the pain of Izuku leaving him had been worse than when he broke his arm doing that stupid stunt in high school, maybe more in ways he didn’t want to admit, but was he ready to be a father? To stop jumping from extra to extra and settle down? 

The longer they stood there in silence the more Izuku started to lose hope. Was he really not worth it? Did he not mean anything to the blonde? Suddenly, Katsuki starts pacing, muttering quietly to himself. 

“Kacchan, say something.” The greenette pleads, aching for this stand-off to end. Abruptly, determined scarlet eyes meet his before he unexpectedly heads for the door. “Kacchan?!” 

Katsuki stops and turns towards the kitchen entryway, a proud smirk and a knowing look in his eyes as he meets Hana's suspicious glare. 

“Make sure he doesn't move.” The blonde father says before slipping on his shoes and walking out the door. 

“Where the hell is he going?!” Mitsuki shouts, unhappy with this turn of events. 

Izuku collapses onto the couch, head in his hands as he tries to collect his bearings. Why was he even still fighting for this? Why did he even want to be with this douchebag that had treated him so horribly? Hell, they had your typical abusive relationship and the greenette knew he should leave, and make sure Katsuki could never see them again, but underneath it all he knew /why/ the blonde was this way.

A privilege of knowing a player since they were children is you learn all their little ticks from the very beginning. And watching Katsuki’s life from afar in a /possibly/ stalkerish behavior you know what’s behind the bravado. He snorts to himself, who is he kidding, he’s totally a stalker. He’s bought every magazine Katsuki’s even appeared in and kept anything he could get his hands on about the man. The blonde might be an abusive fuck, but Izuku was an obsessive hoarder for the man. 

Who knows, maybe if it all worked out they’d even each other out, but their kids were in for a bumpy ride.

“Izuku, are you okay?” Mitsuki asks, putting a gentle hand on his shoulder, clearly concerned about the pregnant greenette. 

“Honestly, I have no idea.” He answers with a sigh, hands dropping, looking up at her, leaning back. “He told me to stay here, so that has to mean something, right?” 

“I hope so.” She says back with a light smile, trying to give any sort of comfort she can. 

Hana comes over and takes the older greenette’s hand, sitting down beside him, and putting her head on his arm. He leans his head over her with an affectionate smile, kissing the top of her head. 

“No matter what, I’ll always be here and love you,” Izuku whispers to her. Masaru takes a seat in his recliner, Mitsuki pacing behind the couch, looking between the door and her phone. She’d sent a text to Katsuki asking for answers but all her rotten son had texted back was ‘Don’t let Deku leave. I made my choice and I’ll be back soon.’ After that, it was radio silence. 

3 hours later, the front door opens and everyone turns to see who it is, Izuku struggles to get a clear view. 

“Brat, you finally came back.” Mitsuki says, arms crossed, glaring at him. “Now are you going to tell us what you’re planning?” 

The blonde man says nothing and walks around to stand in front of Izuku, pushing the coffee table back to kneel on one knee before the confused greenette mother. Everyone noticed the new deep red mark on his cheek.

“I had a few stops to make now that I’ve made my choice.” He says, pulling 4 folded papers out of his pocket and unfolding them. They were real estate listings, 3 different pages with 3 different homes, the final paper was a document with Katsuki's signature at the bottom. 

“What is all this?” Izuku asks, bewildered. 

“Last month I was stumbling out of a bar when I passed a jewelry store that had something I just couldn’t stop myself from buying. I didn’t understand why I held onto it until today. I went to Aunties to talk to her. Of course, she had a few /choice/ words for me.” He says, wincing slightly, touching his bruised cheek. “Once that was taken care of, I sat down with her and we drew up a contract protecting you and our children from me.” 

“Wait, you went to see my mother?” Izuku asks eyebrows scrunched in confusion, trying to process what he was being told. “A contract to protect us, why?” 

“You had a valid point when you mentioned why you didn’t try and look for Hana’s father. And despite how I felt when you said that, I had to accept it. So, after we had this document drafted, we went to have it notarized as I signed it.” Katsuki says, handing the paper over, nervous as all hell. His heart was racing so fast he was surprised no one could hear it and that he hadn’t sweat through his clothes yet. He was putting everything on the line with this decision. Hopefully, it wouldn’t backfire on him.

Izuku reads over the paper, gasping when he reaches the end, his baffled emerald eyes bolting up to meet anxious scarlet ones. 

“If I cheat on you, everything I own is yours and I will never be able to take your children from you. I want to have a life with you. Be there for our family and… try to be the man you deserve, but I can’t guarantee I won’t mess up, so this is the insurance policy to protect you guys.” He explains, gauging Izuku’s reaction. 

“I don’t know what to say.” Izuku says, eyes glued to the page when he rereads a particular part. “This mentions marriage…” He asks, confused, glancing up to have his breath stolen away. 

“You said you wanted a real commitment, so here I am, making a serious commitment by asking you to marry me. Please, give me a chance to try and make this right. I promise I’ll do whatever you want to give our family the happiest life and best chance. I might not have the best track record or know how to be a ‘family man’ but I’ll try my best.” Katsuki says, laying everything on the line, pulling out a small velvet box with a delicate, vintage-style diamond ring. With Mina and Ochako watching him they’d help keep him honest and it’s not like he’s had sex since Izuku anyway, so he believes he has a good chance, but no one's perfect. 

The greenette mother eyes the ring carefully, but he’s already got his answer, so with a bit of evil, he looks away from it and looks at the listings. 

“What’s with the houses?” He asks, trying not to take too much delight in the sad pout on the blonde’s face. 

“Auntie mentioned you guys had been looking for a place to live and I thought my first big step would be finding a house for us.”

“Would you live there too? Full time?” 

“Yes.” Katsuki says, eagerly. 

“Hmm.” The greenette hums, looking from his baby daddy to the papers to the ring. “I’ll make you a deal; if you survive a month living with us, I’ll marry you and we’ll get a house as a family, but if it doesn’t, you can still see our daughters if they want, but there will be no relationship between us.” 

Katsuki weighs his options, and in all honesty, he’s got nothing to lose. 

“Deal.” He says, holding out his hand for Izuku to shake. They shake hands and seal the deal. 

~

Growing up, Katsuki had watched a few sitcoms with his parents, always thinking the relationship in the show between the parents and children was fake, a nice dream when really his parents were busy more times than not. But now, as a parent, Hana never fails to surprise him, Izuku too. 

In the course of 1 month, he’s learned maybe sitcoms are a bit dramatic but have more truth than he originally thought. Hana starts school 1 week into living in the Midoriya home and he learns painfully quickly that family takes priority over work in this home, especially when he stays late at the office and forgets to pick her up, for which he gets quite the brutal verbal beat down from Izuku. 

Unlike before, Katsuki doesn't ask for sex or trick the greenette into it, instead, when Izuku’s feeling needy the blonde takes his time to worship his lover's body, never seeking any of his own satisfaction unless Izuku asks for it. Sure he spends more time in the bathroom those days but trust is earned slowly.

By the end, they are laying in bed, the blonde finishing up an email when 6-month-pregnant Izuku waddles over and puts a house listing sheet in his lap, arms crossed. Wiggling the fingers on his left hand to draw attention to the ring now sitting on his finger. 

“What's this?” The blonde asks, looking at the paper.

“The house I want.” Izuku says confidently, watching the wheels turn behind scarlet eyes.

“Wait, are you saying yes?!” Katsuki shouts, jumping up from the bed, and smiling brightly. 

“Surprisingly, yes. We’ve had our ups and downs these last 4 weeks, but you have grown so much and I talked about this with Hana and we both agree we want to officially be a family. So, what do you say Kacchan, still wanna get married?” The greenette says, a fond smile growing. 

“Fuck yes!” The blonde cheers before pulling his love in for a deep, passionate kiss. 

Things may have started rocky, but in the end, it all comes together. They have 2 more children before Izuku finally says no more. As for Katsuki’s fuckboy life, true to his word he never flirts or sleeps with anyone else. Finding all his cravings completely sated by his loving husband and mother of his children. 

~THE END~