Koge glanced up nervously at Bakugou as they walked together, having just left the train station after an hour ride. The entire way, she had been fine, but the instant she stepped foot out of the train, her nerves hit her like a brick. All weekend, while she was alone, she had been planning on a way to tell Bakugou that her fatness wasn't from eating bad food. Just spitting it out to him was a huge no, as was giving him little hints until he figured it out. She wanted it to be special, something that would have a sentimental impact on him. The fact that they hadn't planned for this pregnancy weighed heavily on her mind, and she worried that he may react badly to it.

Children and marriage, Koge knew that Bakugou had wanted to wait at least a couple more years before getting into those serious decisions. But, Koge's birth control implant in her arm had expired much sooner than anticipated, and before she could get it replaced or even knew it was expired, she ended up pregnant. At this point, she was two and a half months, and it was pretty obvious. Well, Koge thought it was obvious, and the fact that Bakugou didn't think it a tad odd that she would let herself get fat off of food blew her mind. He knew that Koge was a health nut, who worked out every single day and ate sweets maybe once a month. Her getting fat off of food was a ridiculous idea, and yet, Bakugou had fallen for her bluff.

"This is a really nice neighbourhood, Katsuki." Koge spoke softly, rubbing his thumb with hers gently as they walked holding hands. Bakugou gave a small grunt in response, his typical content glare locked ahead of them. "I wanted a safe place, by good schools and low crime rate. I know it's a little ways away from work for both of us, but I feel like it's worth it." Koge felt heat rise into her cheeks at the mention of the nearby schools, always feeling her stomach flutter violently with any mention of future children, no matter how vague. "I agree." She adjusted her backpack on her shoulder with her free hand, finding that it was a bit uncomfortable, even though it wasn't heavy. It just carried both of their necessity belongings, like wallets and keys. Some water and snacks as well for the trip, and her camera, in case she felt the need to take pictures.

"Want me to carry it for a while?" Bakugou caught her gaze, and she couldn't help but feel even more embarrassed. "Ah.. sure." Stopping for a moment, she handed over the bag, which was quite small for him and clashed against his punk style attire. Koge couldn't help but to giggle softly, hooking her arm with his as they began to walk again. "Pale blue isn't really your look, Katsuki." Bakugou scoffed, shoving both hands into his pant pockets, though he allowed her to walk holding onto his arm. "Whatever, Utsuro. If that's the case, then you've been ruining my look forever."

Koge leaned her head on his shoulder, unable to help the smile on her face. "Mm, true. Thank you for carrying it. My back has been hurting lately." Bakugou glanced down at her, curious. "Hm? Why?"

"Aahh… Er, I dunno. Maybe I didn't stretch right?" Again, she had to catch herself, hoping the waiver in her voice didn't catch his attention. She had to stop letting things like that slip. Bakugou gave a small nod. "Probably. You have a tendency to do that." Koge sighed internally, tightening her grip on his arm. "Maybe you can rub on me when we get home."

"Maybe. Depends on if you still love me after seeing the house."

Koge looked up at him, able to see that he was quite visibly uncomfortable. "Katsuki, you know that I will. I trust you, we both like the same type of home style." Bakugou's brow furrowed a bit deeper, glancing down at her before be nodded forwards. "Well… there it is."

Feeling the nervousness swell back into her stomach, Koge look forward, trying to pinpoint which house. "Huh? That one there?" She pointed to a house across the street that looked empty, but the click of Bakugou's tongue told her she was wrong. "No, you airhead!" He grabbed her arm, tuning her pointed finger towards a house they were approaching. A small gasp escaped her lips as she looked at it, immediately noticing that it was indeed under construction. More than that, it was architecturally brilliant, with grey brick and slick modern glass. As they rounded the entrance to the stone wall that surrounded the property, Koge couldn't stop a squeal from escaping her lips.

"Aah, Katsuki, it has a blue door!" Her excitement swelled as she observed every detail of the two story home, fawning over the tall windows and large covered porch. The stone walkway that led up to the home was surrounded by landscape that was still in progress, but Koge could see the makings of a small pond, something else she had always talked about. Eventually, she stopped rambling and literally jumped on him, arms around his neck and legs wrapping around his waist as she kissed him. Bakugou had to latch onto her so she wouldn't fall, but he held back his complaints, holding her close.

When she released his lips, she instead attacked his face with kisses, placing them where she please, even as he grunted and tried to turn his face away. "Okay, okay, I get it, Utsuro!" Koge placed one last fat kiss on his cheek. "It's beautiful, Katsuki! I love it!" Bakugou glowered at her, cheeks and ears bright red. "You haven't even seen the inside yet." He accepted one last kiss on the lips before he sat her back down onto her feet. "I already know I'll love it!" She snatched onto his hand, nearly bouncing towards the house. "Let's go!"

Bakugou followed her, though kept his grip tight to try and slow her down. "Slow down! The inside is still in construction, you could trip." Koge nodded, carefully pushing open the front door. "Okay, Katsuki." A small gasp left her lips as she observed the inside, able to make out the completely open floor plan, with living room, dining room and kitchen all connected. Sure enough, there was no paint on the walls or countertops on the cabinets, but that didn't stop Koge's excitement.

"It's huge! It's so open and bright with the windows! Katsuki, that kitchen is nuts!" She rubbed his arm gently, wanting to do nothing but hug and squeeze on him. "That's all for you, huh?" Bakugou nodded, glancing around a bit to take in the progress. "Yes. Over there is a bathroom, and a game room. On that side is a large room I thought could be a gym or training room. Everything is just white, though, nothing to really see." As he spoke, another man came out from the said game room, greeting them both.

Before he approached, Bakugou put his hand on Koge's cheek gently, turning her attention back up to him. "Utsuro, why don't you go check out upstairs. I'll be there in a second." Deciding not to question why, Koge nodded, releasing his hand and heading up the stairs carefully. From what she could tell, the upstairs was more complete than below, with grey wood flooring throughout and the walls finished white, where downstairs it was still just mostly drywall. The second floor was just as massive as below, with a loft area that had a wall of windows on two sides. There were also four rooms, three smaller bedrooms and one master with an ensuite. There was another large bathroom that separated two of the bedrooms, and by the time Koge ended her exploration, she found herself standing by a bow window.

It was in one of the smaller rooms, with a little bench connected at the windowsill. As she gazed out at the other houses in the area, she found herself overwhelmed with emotion, bringing a hand up to cover her lips as a hiccup forced its way through. She couldn't believe that Bakugou had done all of this for them. It was exactly like they had always talked about, with plenty of space to grow. How much he was spending on this, she had no idea, but how much he had been working was finally starting to make sense. Not just the past two months, either. He had been working his ass off for over a year now, and it hadn't been just to reach his goal as the number one hero.

Sniffing, Koge blinked the tears away, taking in a deep breath as she reached into her back pocket. Careful not to rip it, she pulled out a folded, thick piece of paper, taking a glance behind her before opening it. On the paper were two separate ultrasound images, both the clearest pictures of the child the doctor could get. Koge had gone a week ago by herself, just to be completely sure, before she decided to tell Bakugou about it. Taking in a deep breath, she held the paper to her chest, trying to calm herself.

As she did, she noticed some tape sitting on the window bench, and an idea popped into her head. She was struggling to find the courage to hand him the paper, but what if she didn't have to? She could set it up so that he would see it instead, and she just hoped that he wouldn't ignore it, thinking it was construction plans or something similar. Picking up the tape, she tore off a small section of it, smoothing out the paper the best she could before sticking it onto the window. Placing her hands on her stomach, she slowly backed away, not noticing the footsteps outside of the room as she tried to calm herself.

"There you are."

Koge jumped, quickly turning around to face her lover, reaching up to wipe the tears from her eyes. "Ah, Katsuki…" Concern crossed Bakugou's features as he came into the room, shutting the door behind him for privacy. "Utsuro, are you crying?" He came closer, placing his hands on her cheeks, able to feel her trembling beneath his touch. "What's wrong?" The butterflies in her stomach quickly turned into nausea as she placed her hands over his, avoiding his gaze. "I… I'm just so happy… and a little overwhelmed. It's more than I ever imagined." Bakugou ran his fingers through her hair gently, giving a small sigh. "I had a feeling it would be a lot all at once… I- tch, those idiots."

Koge finally looked up at him, noticing that he was glaring towards the window behind her. "Huh?" Bakugou left her, heading over to inspect what was hanging on the glass. "These morons, they're supposed to be completely done up here and doing nothing but cleaning. Why are they taping shit to the-"

His voice suddenly stopped as he snatched the paper loose, finally focusing on it. Hugging herself, Koge swallowed the lump in her throat, waiting nervously for him to react. Silent, she waited two, four, over five minutes with no reaction from him, only able to see his shoulders rise a bit quicker as his breathing rate increased. Finally, he spoke in a low growl, holding up the paper so she could see it over his shoulder, but not moving or turning otherwise.

"Koge… What is this?"

The use of her first name only increased the fear that was growing in her core, and she nibbled on her lip a bit. "I… I'm pregnant, Katsuki…"

"Uh… what?"

Koge shifted nervously in her seat, swallowing the lump that had grown in her throat. Eyes on Bakugou's stomach as he stood in front of her, she tried to get past the frustrated quiver of his voice, hating that he was already reacting that way. She had hoped this would go smoothly, that he would support her completely. Obviously, she was wrong.

"I said that I'm going to get my own place, Katsuki. I don't want to live with my dad anymore… I make enough money already. Is that… a bad thing?" Koge chanced a glance up at him, feeling the knot in her stomach grow tighter at the shock on his face. Heart dropping as he released her hands, she watched as Bakugou took a few steps back from her, hands shoved into his pant pockets. "Utsuro, you can't be fucking serious."

Sighing, Koge wrung her hands together, finally keeping her stern gaze locked with his. "I am serious. I don't understand what the problem is…" Bakugou gave an angry scoff, turning his back to her as he began to pace about the room. "The whole idea is a problem! You just got on your feet after graduating, why would you want to go and be on your own like that?!"

His words weren't making any sense to her. Koge knew that he was trying to convey his feelings, but whatever he wanted to say, it just wasn't coming out right. "Because I want to. I want to be independent. You know I don't get along with my dad… I was only living with him until I got a job, which I have. Mr. Eguchi is paying me really well, and is working on helping me get my own studio to teach at. I thought that you would be proud and excited for me…" Koge had to stop as she felt a burning rise up at the back of her throat, trying to blink the tears away and stay strong.

Bakugou reached up and ruffled his hair roughly, leaning against his computer desk. "You're just doing it again."

Frown crossing her lips, Koge fiddled a bit with the hem of her shirt, looking over his defeated posture. "I'm doing what…?"

"Leaving me behind! For fucks sake!" His glare finally turned towards her, sending a cold chill through her body at how visibly distraught he was. "You're my girlfriend, damn it! I should be there to help keep us stable, to support you! How can I be okay with you doing it alone?!"

"I…" Koge struggled to find a response, reached up to wipe her cheeks as the tears finally found their escape. "Katsuki, please don't think that way. I'm not leaving you behind. I love you, and you know that!" She stood, making her way over to him. "I'm sorry that I'm a year older than you, but there's nothing I can do about that! I've happily put so much of my life on hold waiting for you, and I will continue to do so until you're graduated. But this… I have to do it." She placed a hand on his arm gently, but it was instantly shrugged away.

"You don't have to do shit, Utsuro. I don't like it. I don't want you to be struggling, alone, and fucking hours away from campus! What if you pick a bad area? That prissy Eguchi shithead already has you working from his main firm that is in one of the shittiest areas it could be in! I don't want you living close to there! You get off late at night as it is." Bakugou moved away from her, once again pacing around the room.

"Katsuki, don't talk about him that way. He's done so much for me, and he supports my decision. He would rather me live in a safer area. Besides, I can take care of myself!" Koge crossed her arms over her chest, fighting against the tears again as she grew angry. Bakugou gave a click of his tongue in annoyance, shooting a quick glare at her before keeping his back towards her. "Oh, so you told him first? Fucking fantastic, I'm glad that airhead gave you his worthless opinion. Probably influenced you into this bad decision in the first place."

"He didn't! He has nothing to do with this except he pays me for doing my job." Koge flopped down to sit in his office chair, keeping her arms crossed. "You're being so ridiculous! Why can't you just… Be a good boyfriend for once?!"

The instant the words left her mouth, she felt regret wash over her like a violent wave, the shocked look on his face dragging her heart into despair. "Katsuki, I… I didn't-"

"I think you should leave, Koge..." Bakugou spoke in a low growl, soft but so sharp Koge felt as if his words could cut her in half.

"But-"

"Shut up. I want you to leave. Now."

"How?" Bakugou still didn't move a muscle, his soft voice only making Koge fear that he was angry.

"My… my birth control implant in my arm expired sooner than it was supposed to… Or at least, sooner than what the doctor told me… And there was no way for me to notice that, I never… started a period again or anything, I-"

"How long?"

Koge moved her hands to rest on her stomach, hoping that she wouldn't puke all over the place. "Just shy of two and a half months…"

"And when did you go to the doctor to get this?" Bakugou waved the paper around just a bit, the crinkling of it like nails on a chalkboard.

"A week ago." The instant the words left her lips, she watched as Bakugou squatted down, once again holding the paper in front of him. Koge wished that she could see his face, but she was too petrified. Was he smiling? Was he angry? Was he crying? From his position, she could see that he at least had his hand over his mouth, but he did that all the time, with reasons varying from just thinking to when he was relaxing. No matter how badly she wanted to see, all she could do was stand there and watch him. She wasn't sure how many minutes passed them by in silence, though she was startled at the soft thud that resonated through the room when he fell back to sit down completely.

Koge could only relate it to a woman fainting, the way he plopped down with no other movement or sound. The action breaking her out of her numbed spell, she began to walk closer, timidly placing her hand on his shoulder. "Katsuki…?" After a moment, Bakugou brought a hand up and placed it over hers, taking it with a firm but gentle grip. "Koge… we weren't planning on this." Her heart heavy, Koge sat down behind him, resting her head on his back between his shoulder blades. "I know… I'm sorry. I nearly wanted to punch my doctor in the face for giving me the wrong expiration date on my implant... " She rested her entire body against his back, soaking in his warmth. "I know you wanted to wait a lot longer for this… It's my fault. I hope this hasn't ruined any of your plans…"

Closing her eyes, Koge fought back the feeling of wanting to cry as Bakugou rubbed her hand with his thumb, feeling his back heave with a silent sigh. "This isn't your fault," he spoke softly, still in a tone that Koge couldn't tell if he was angry or content. "There's nothing that can be done about it now. Plans can be changed…" As his body shifted, Koge leaned up off of him, keeping her eyes on the floor as he turned around. She watched as he placed the paper down beside them, though her eyes were torn away from the ground as he cupped her cheeks, turning her head up towards him. Instantly, she lost control of the emotions she had been trying to hold back, the soft smile on his face breaking her into pieces.

"We're going to have a baby, Koge."

Now sobbing, Koge crawled up onto his lap, latching her arms around him tightly as she hid her face in his chest. "D-don't look at me like that, Katsuki! I can't take it!" Bakugou hugged her to him tightly, hiding his face into her hair. Koge could have sworn she could still feel him smile against her scalp. "What are you talking about? Utsuro, you should be happy!" Koge shook her head, clutching onto the back of his shirt. "I am, but… but I want you to glare at me and tell me I'm stupid for being so worried! That I'm stupid for being scared that you would be angry!"

With a chuckle, Bakugou gripped onto her shoulders, giving her a slight push to make her sit up. "I can't! My face just won't do it. Hey, Utsuro, sit up!" Hiccuping and struggling against his efforts at first, Koge slowly released her grip on him, bringing her hands up to try and wipe her face. Her hands were quickly overtaken by his, gently pushed away so that he could take over in wiping away the tears. "You are stupid for thinking that I would be upset. This is fucking amazing." His fingers were rough against her skin, as always, and her cheeks were so hot that his fingers nearly felt cool. "R-Really…?" With a large sniff to clear up her nose, Koge finally looked up at him, blinking a few times to fix her blurry vision.

Bakugou's smile had only grown, making her stomach flutter violently. "Y-you're so handsome when you smile like that. It kills me." As he pinched her cheeks playfully in retaliation, Koge couldn't help but to laugh softly. "Only when I smile, Utsuro? Not all the time?! You've been lying to me." Koge shook her head, ridding herself of his torture. "No! You're handsome all the time, but you look so good with a smile. If you're this happy just learning that I'm pregnant, then I bet you're gonna cry when it's born."

With a small roll of his eyes, Bakugou hugged her back to him, kissing her forehead roughly. "Shut up. I don't cry." Koge giggled, smiling up at him slyly. "Oh yes you do. I know. I have connections. You will cry and I'm going to make sure it gets on camera so I can watch it over and over."

"Why would you want to see me cry over and over?"

"Because that will be the most sentimental moment of your entire life. Holding your baby for the first time? You're gonna crumble into pieces."

"Hm… Are you sure it's a baby?"

"Uh… Yes? What are you trying to say, Katsuki?"

"Look at it. It kind of looks like a… fucking squid."

"... I hate you."