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“I’m pregnant.” Izuku practically shouted as he burst out of their bathroom like there was a bomb inside the toilet. Katsuki had been munching on leftovers, as Thursdays were agreed upon leftover lazy days they could sit in front of the tv and eat rather than eating together at the dinner table. The noodles he’d been about to shovel into his mouth fell from his chopsticks as he stared at Izuku. The Omega looked a combination of slightly deranged, disbelieving, astonished, and amazed.

    “What?” Katsuki said after a second, the words registering in his brain. He’d just come back from a mission a few days ago, and he was still in recovery mode. Which meant his brain was sluggish and slow.

   Izuku presented four pregnancy tests like he was an old wizard presenting a scroll. “I’m fucking pregnant Katsuki.”

   Katsuki stared at the positive pregnancy tests, as Izuku stared at him in shock. There was a heavy moment of stunned silence, the tv going on in the background. Then it hit Katsuki all at once like a powerful tsunami, throwing his bowl to the coffee table and letting the chopsticks clatter carelessly to the floor. 

   “Holy fuck!” Katsuki yelled out, arms flying up so he could grip his hair. Heart pounding in his chest like nothing before. 

   “I’m pregnant!” Izuku repeated, looking at the tests as if to reconfirm that he wasn’t going crazy. He wasn’t. “I’m pregnant!”

   “You’re pregnant!” Katsuki shouted, in shock.

   “I’m pregnant!”

   “We’re having a baby!”

   “We’re having a baby!”

   Katsuki leapt up from the couch, almost falling to his face as the blankets tried to keep him captive, running to Izuku right as the Omega leapt into his arms. They were shouting and babbling pure happy gibberish as they jumped up and down. Katsuki took the tests from Izuku’s hands, not caring that his eyes were too blurred with tears to truly see.

   “Holy fuck.” Katsuki choked out. His mind is like a hyper beehive of activity. He reached up to grip his head, not caring that he still had the tests in hand and Izuku had peed on them. “Holy fuck Izuku!”

   Izuku smiled at him like the sun, like an angel. Katsuki took a shuddering breath, slammed all at once with the weight of this. His whole face quivered as he let out an ugly sob, bowing in on himself.

   “Oh Kacchan.” Izuku’s voice is thick with emotion and tears. He got to his knees to hold Katsuki who was letting out gut wrenched sobs of relief and joy so intense it burned.

   They’re both thinking about it. Thinking about a much younger version of themselves. A newly presented Alpha Katsuki, wildly territorial and aggressive. How it got worse and worse as his body produced way too much testosterone and pheromones. Getting so volatile he wouldn’t let even Izuku’s mother touch her son, especially after Katsuki claimed him.

   Seizing and losing his mind because of the unstoppable amount of Alpha venom the glands in his mouth produced. Suffocating him with vicious, scared aggression. 

   The trip to the ER he didn’t remember, a diagnosis of Severe Prime Aggression Syndrome. Katsuki had a condition where his Alpha Prime pheromones and instincts tried to mature too early. An Alpha that would later develop into a Prime didn’t typically start getting those pheromone increase levels until they were a young adult when their body could handle it.

   However in cases like his, the Prime side of him showed up way too early for his little body. His own pheromones and instincts were suffocating him, making him lose his mind to a state of feral. Katsuki’s body was quite literally destroying itself. It was a condition that was fatal if not treated, and Katsuki’s onslaught had been quick and devastating.

   His mother was a Prime, and suffered the same condition, but her signs were slow and obvious enough it was quickly treated. Katsuki’s signs blindsided them.

   Half his glands were removed, and he got an emergency vasectomy. When he woke up from the long intensive surgery, everything finally felt quiet and calm. His mother was sobbing, and apologizing over and over.

   “I’m so sorry young man.” The doctor said with exhausted, sympathetic eyes. “But the possibility of you ever sireing your own pups in the future, will be infinitesimally low.” 

   Despite his age, Katsuki had been inconsolable. Blank and numb as he recovered in the hospital. When his parents drove him home he stared at the floor. As he went to his room and laid numbly on his bed. As he could hear his mother crying downstairs blaming herself for not noticing fast enough, even though no one could’ve predicted how quickly Katsuki declined.

   Yet she couldn’t get over that she’d been able to have a pup because Prime Aggression Syndrome wasn’t as catastrophically violent in female Alphas as it was in males. While no less severe and terrifying, her chances of having a pup were still hopeful. She felt that she herself had robbed Katsuki of the chance to have pups of his own one day.

   He didn’t eat, didn’t drink, didn’t sleep. Just stared at the wall as he dealt with a loss he could barely comprehend. Katsuki knew though, that he’d never have his own kids. It was an idea that he shouldn’t have even thought of for years, at least over a decade. Yet the option was now gone. That door to a future was closed.

   Izuku came over, climbing into Katsuki’s bed and holding him. Snuggling close and letting his wonderful smell of mint, green apples, and chamomile soothe him. The little Omega refused to leave his side until Katsuki agreed to eat and take care of himself.

   “You know what this means don’t you Zuku?” Katsuki asked after they’d bathed and gotten into pajamas. Snuggling under his All Might blanket.

   Izuku hesitated, playing with Katsuki’s fingers. “Mama said…Kacchan might not have kids, because Kacchan got sick.”

    “What kind of Alpha can’t have kids Zuku?” His throat tightened. “If…if you think I’m gross, it’s okay if you want to dissolve our bond—”

   Izuku slapped him on the cheek.

   “OW!” Katsuki cried out.

   “Don’t say that Kacchan!” Izuku growled, cheeks puffed. “I said I love Kacchan, and Kacchan is my Alpha!  Don’t want any other Alpha and I mean it! I don’t need babies to be happy, I need Kacchan!”

   Katsuki let himself be comforted by Izuku’s loyalty, and warmed by his love. It was far from the last time they had similar conversations. Over the years, Katsuki learned more about the condition he had, what the surgery he underwent was, the process of recovery, and what it meant for his virility.

   Izuku was there when Katsuki started his hormonal and pheromone balance injections that would help tame his feral instincts. Was there when the first few months of taking those shots at the start of every month made him drowsy, then made him irritable towards the end of the month when they started to wear off.

   Izuku remained an unshakable stronghold at Katsuki’s side. In turn, he protected his Omega against Quirkests who tried to convince Izuku he had no point in living as a Quirkless person. Encouraged Izuku with each passing interest or hobby he had. 

   One of which ended up sticking with him into adulthood. Blogging about heroes in more detail than anyone had before. Becoming extremely well known for his amazing analytical mind, Izuku became a rather famous social media star. Especially when he did personal vlogs about his boyfriend and mate Katsuki.

   To Katsuki, Izuku was the sun. The absolute undeniable, unmistakable, irreplaceable love of his fucking life. He knew with the same assuredness that the sun would rise in the east everyday, that Izuku would be there at his side no matter what.

   Izuku’s beautiful and wonderful nature on the inside of his soul and heart reflected back on the outside as well. Izuku was always an adorably pretty kid, but as they grew up, he matured into a heartbreakingly gorgeous Omega.                                                                                         

   When they went to UA, Katsuki made it abundantly clear that Izuku was off limits. He was taken, spoken for. The pretty little Omega in the General Education Course was off the market. In fact, he’d never even been on the market because they were fated mates. Bonded for all eternity and every lifetime in between. Katsuki and Izuku were a packaged, sealed, and done deal. 

   Because of this, friends who had pushed their way relentlessly into his life and solidified their positions as pack through sheer bullheaded stubbornness, teased Katsuki goodnaturedly about his status as ‘King of the Simps’ for his little precious Omega. It was when they started to tease him about having to juggle hero work and a pregnant Omega once they graduated, that his insecurities started to build up once again. Because that’s what everyone who knew them expected. 

   They expected the attractive couple Katsuki and Izuku to have plentiful, beautiful pups. Because a young fertile Omega like Izuku, would surely deliver on gorgeous babies. He was naturally motherly to his friends, and little kids the hero course rescued throughout the years as hero interns. It was a no-brainer that Izuku would be the god tier of Mothers. A title Katsuki would never be able to give him.

   After a long discussion with Izuku about those insecurities coming back to light, they both agreed to sit down and talk to their friends. So they did, called a little meeting in the common room and had a serious discussion about the genetic condition passed down via his mother, and the progression of how bad it had gotten until it came to the point he needed to have several procedures to keep him from losing his mind to feral madness. Leading to the extremely slim if not impossible chance of him ever being able to sire pups, and that was in addition to the H&P shots he was taking. 

   They’d been wonderfully understanding, and comforting. Letting Katsuki know they didn’t see him any different or any lesser than before. Telling Katsuki that no matter what, they knew he was the most Alpha of all the Alphas they’d ever met.

   For the first time in his life, Katsuki had truly understood what chosen family felt like. Katsuki was losing his mind now, thinking of how overjoyed they would be. 

   Medical research and treatments had vastly and greatly improved over the years as they grew older. He even got put on a different medication at eighteen that didn’t lower his virility as badly as the previous one did. The specialists informed Katsuki that he could even heal from the vasectomy as his superior secondary gender had room to settle into his matured body. As soon as it was safe for him to take virility treatments and boosters, Katsuki jumped at the chance. 

   Now at twenty-eight, Katsuki had finally done it.

   “Fuck what do we do now?” Katsuki said frantically, mind still going a million miles an hour. “Doctor! We need to schedule an appointment with a doctor!”

   “Right!” Izuku agrees, looking just as frazzled. He takes a few deep breaths. “We need to…this is a really amazing moment but let’s…let’s not get our hopes up too much right?”

   “Right, right.” Katsuki said, knowing Izuku wasn’t saying this to be cruel but simply to be realistic. After years and years of trying in secret together, this was their first positive pregnancy test. While they could remain reasonably happy, they had to keep in mind all possibilities.

   It was hard to not be excited as they scheduled the appointment with their personal physician. The appointment was very soon, and they both agreed to keep this news to themselves until they spoke with the doctor and knew they were in the clear.

    Though over the next week Katsuki couldn’t stop himself from spending his free time looking at baby things. Clothes, toys, decorations, baby room layouts. Parenting tips, what to expect with a pregnant Omega. Changes his own Alpha would go through.

   When the time for the appointment finally came, they were introduced to an OBGYN named Madii who would be taking care of them throughout the pregnancy. They ran through numerous tests to check on Izuku’s health, and any early signs of complications they could find.

   “Everything is looking pretty good so far. We’ll set up frequent check ups.” Madii said after what felt like hours of testing. “If the pup continues in good health till the fourteen week mark, the second trimester, I’d say that we have a lot less to worry about. That’s typically when chances of things going wrong will greatly diminish.”

   Madii gave both their personal number and urged them to call at any time if they ever had any questions, worries, or anything came up. More appointments were set up, and Izuku went home with a handful of vitamins and meds to keep him healthy. 

   Katsuki sat down with Izuku to talk about what his hero career would look like during the pregnancy. Izuku would be perfectly alright to continue his freelance analyst work from home like usual, but Katsuki wanted to be there for his mate given the delicacy of the pregnancy. 

   They also spoke of the possibility of their pup being Quirkless like Izuku, and Katsuki reassured his Omega over and over that something like that would never bother him. In fact, he’d be happy if their pup chose a less life threatening career. Even if they did choose to be a hero, he would be at their pup’s side every step of the way encouraging them to be whatever they dreamed of.

   They also spoke of the possibility of the pup getting Katsuki’s condition, and what steps they would take to take care of it as early as possible. Though both of them agreed that they hoped their pup was an Omega or Beta to just avoid that possibility. 

   Katsuki talked with his PR team and let them know about the tentative pregnancy, but officially to the public DynaMight was taking a step back to plan and go on a much needed vacation with his mate.

   If anything did happen to the pup, they would take the time to recoup from the loss. If everything went right, then Katsuki would be on desk duty until he took his paternity leave so Katsuki could be there for his mate. He made it clear that until their OBGYN gave them the thumbs up that the pregnancy was going well—and they were relatively in the clear to stop worrying about losing the pup—they were keeping it a secret. Something his wonderful PR team was fully on board with. 

   Izuku in turn, didn’t mention anything to his extremely large fan base. Being such a well loved and famous Quirkless hero blogger outside of his successful analyst work, he didn’t want something so personal blowing up until they were sure everything was going to be okay. He didn’t want to get everyone’s hopes up, and didn’t want the fall out should anything happen.

   The next few weeks were filled with incredible anticipation and new experiences. Izuku started getting sick in the mornings, and Katsuki did his best to comfort his husband as he hunched over the toilet puking his guts out. Trying not to let his excitement upset Izuku, because the morning sickness was further proof of the pup growing inside of his mate. But he knew he’d get some well deserved slaps if he celebrated Izuku being sick.

   Izuku also began to crave all sorts of crazy things. Katsuki seemed to gain a sixth sense for when his mate was needing something, waking up from dead sleep to see his mate fiddling with his fingers nervously. The Omega tried to get Katsuki to go back to bed, but Katsuki would hear none of it. 

   Rolling over and slipping on his clothes, demanding to know what Izuku wanted. His own Alpha instincts unable to be soothed until he provided what his pregnant mate wanted.

   While Izuku enjoyed spicy food every now and then, it was like his tolerance and need skyrocketed. Their cabinets were now filled to the brim with spicy chips, spicy ramen, spicy pickles, spicy candy, and spicy tteokbokki. 

   Not to mention cheese. Izuku loved everything spicy with cheese. Jalapeños too. Katsuki would watch as his mate popped open a can of pickled super spicy jalapeños and just dip those suckers into a butt load of cheese and munch away.

   Katsuki wasn’t the only one on baby forums, and Izuku went to his mate often about cute and also slightly disturbing baby facts. When Katsuki learned their pup could come out basically covered in hair, he was freaked out for a few days. And when he finally got over it, Izuku told him some baby’s brains were visibly beating under their flimsy little skull, and that freaked him out again.

   Both of their carts were filled to the brim with things they liked, and they would compare themes. Katsuki would stand and stare at their guest bedroom, thinking over where all the baby furniture would go and what color paint would look best.

   Katsuki was caught on an underwater ocean theme while Izuku was debating on a space theme. 

   Both of them sat down together after every appointment to remind each other how much they loved each other, and what their plan of action was if they did lose the baby. Reassuring each other that they could either try again, or accept it wasn’t meant to be. As well as talking about the option of adoption. Either way, they made sure to have constant communication. 

   They were all so incredibly busy with their lives with Katsuki being the Number One hero and Izuku making his content and working on analyst commissions, that it was very easy to keep it from their friends and family. Though as the weeks grew closer to the very important fourteen week mark, with no complications so far, their hearts soared with hope.

   Then the day came, and after hours of testing, Madii came back to them with a smile. They told Izuku and Katsuki that they were fairly certain that the parents were in a good enough place to start celebrating, and Katsuki couldn’t remember crying so hard in his life.

   Another appointment was scheduled for four weeks to have a sonogram so they could see their pup, and they left burning brighter than the sun itself. When they got home, for the first time in weeks full of excitement and anxiety, they made soft love. Talking about their future as parents. 

   Both of them called their family to have over for dinner, and to finally tell the great news. Katsuki cooked up an extravagant meal with all his buzzing energy, and got expensive wine for the occasion. Izuku was helping set the table when the doorbell rang to their penthouse.

   Katsuki’s and Izuku’s parents arrived together, given that they lived in the same neighborhood. Hugs and greetings were going around when a few minutes later Shiggy and his husband Touya came with their own gift basket for the hosts. Izuku greeted his adopted brother enthusiastically as Touya and Katsuki shared a brotherly fist bump.

   The evening was filled with laughter and catching up from their busy lives. Mitsuki and Masaru were working on another fashion line specifically for Betas. While Toshinori told hilarious tales of his students at UA getting into silly shenanigans. Inko spoke of ridiculous ER visits that happened recently, one of which was an Omegan couple getting a little bullet vibrator stuck in the other.

   Shiggy spoke of unreasonable parents he encountered at his daycare, and Touya spoke of his most recent firefighter escapades. His cat rescue tally was now up to fifty. 

   Izuku and Katsuki listened, both vibrating with pure joy. Ready to burst from their skin to share this wonderful news. It was so hard to contain themselves as they went through the pleasantries of discussing what they’d been up to.

   After dinner was eaten, they moved over to the living room to continue the night, and Katsuki discreetly set up his phone to record this moment. Izuku came back from their bedroom with six gift bags, handing them out.

   “Oh! What’s this for my boy?” Toshinori asked as he smiled and took the gift.

   Izuku smiled brightly, looking at Katsuki before looking back at their family. “Just a little something from us to show you how much we love you guys.”

   “My sweet baby.” Inko cooed. “We love you two so much.”

   Izuku sat down next to Katsuki as the six of them took out the gifts. Mitsuki took out the little teddy bear, cooing over how cute it was. Though Inko was the one that read what the heart the teddy bear was holding said.

   “SHUT UP!” She screamed suddenly, standing to her feet. Startling the others. Immediately there were tears pouring down her cheeks. She double checked what the teddy bear said. Then she was jumping up and down screaming.

   Mitsuki soon caught on, looking the most shocked Katsuki had ever seen his mother before. “SHUT UP! NO SHUT UP! SHUT UP SHUT UP!”

   Izuku nodded, and Katsuki wrapped an arm around his shoulders. Mitsuki and Inko grabbed at each other, screaming their heads off like banshees as they jumped up and down together. Crying and babbling as they squeezed the life out of the teddy bears.

   Masaru had a hand over his face as he shoulders shook, crying as he held onto the mug that said: Call Me Grandpa!

   Toshinori held his own mug with reverence and tears that said: Super Grandpa!

   “We’re gonna be grandparents!” Mitsuki and Inko sobbed happily.

   Shiggy stared at the little teddy bear with trembling hands that said: I’m an Uncle! 

   Touya too was gobsmacked as he held the little onesie designed like a firefighter uniform saying: My uncle is a hero!

   Inko then ran over to Izuku, hugging him fiercely as she cried into his hair. Telling him how impossibly happy she was, before moving over to Katsuki and giving him the same treatment. Many hugs and tears were had, as their parents celebrated loudly over the addition to their family.

   Mitsuki held Katsuki, sobbing into his shoulder and telling him that she’d lived in fear that passing her condition down to him would keep him from ever having pups. Katsuki held her back just as roughly, saying that it was all alright. That everything was going to be fine.

   Shiggy and Izuku held onto each other for a long time as Touya punched Katsuki lightly in the shoulder. His blue eyes misty as he chuckled wetly. “Knew you had it in you, little fucker!” 

   Given Shiggy and Touya’s decision to not have pups of their own, something they all understood given both of their upbringings before they got adopted to more stable families, the thought of grandbabies had been wishful thinking for so long.

   Life was so wonderful. Their family insisted on their baby shopping list being shared with them, and they were already discussing possible baby names. Before they knew it, their family were sending them a hoard of stuffed animals for their pup. Shiggy sent an application for his daycare, and Touya sent a little firefighter truck.

   When the time came for the sonogram, Katsuki and Izuku were squeezing each other’s hands so hard as Madii moved the wand over Izuku’s stomach. It was silent as they did their job, and after a moment they chuckled.

   “Well I’ll be damned.” They laughed.

   “What?!” Katsuki demanded. “What is it?!”

   “Those boosters sure as fuck did their job alright.” Madii showed them the screen. “Might as well triple your baby supplies Mama and Papa.”

   Izuku gasped as they saw the three blobs on the screen, looking utterly delighted and amazed. “Triplets! Kacchan! Kacchan we’re having triplets!”

   Katsuki stared. “Tr-trip…three…pups.”

   Everything went black, and when he woke up later with an ice pack on his head Madii snickered at him as they told him he fainted. After getting over the embarrassment of fainting, he huddled close with Izuku to stare at the print out of their little pups. They both agreed that they wanted the genders to be a surprise for the baby shower, and went home with the pictures to add to their brand new photo album just for their pups. Their brand new future. 

   “We’re gonna have to move Zuku.” Katsuki said after inspecting their fabulous apartment. His Alpha Prime instincts to provide and protect for his new little pack were working overtime. “There’s no way this’ll be enough for our pups! We need space to grow! We need to look at schools!”

   Izuku just giggled at his papa bear mode coming out, and agreed to start looking at homes together. Something that their parents demanded they participate in. Katsuki wouldn’t admit that he was happy they were helping, because Katsuki would’ve been overwhelmed thinking of everything.

   After many long discussions, they decided to look at a gorgeous house that was right down the street from Katsuki’s parents house, just a few blocks away from Izuku’s parents, and a neighborhood over from Shiggy and Touya. That way both of their families would always be close by to help with anything and everything. 

   Katsuki blatantly refused to have their pups go to Aldera, and instead started looking into the prestigious private schools in that area. It would be a little bit of a commute for Katsuki to his agency, but he didn’t mind that at all when it meant his family would be in such a good area to grow.

   The house was everything Katsuki and Izuku could’ve ever wanted. With five bedrooms, four bathrooms with a guest restroom, a kitchen with marble counters that Katsuki drooled over, a gigantic living room space, a dining room space, a breakfast nook, two office rooms, a very generous backyard with room for a playground and an impressive patio space, a car port, and a nice front yard.

   Within the blink of an eye, they were signing for the house and moving in. While Izuku tried to help with packing, he was confined to the couch as everyone else did the work. Aizawa, and Hizashi were invited over to help, as they were not only trusted to not spill about this secret, but they were also like another pair of parents for Katsuki and Izuku. 

   Katsuki cried again as Aizawa hugged him, telling him softly how proud he was of him and that he would make a wonderful father. Aizawa had been such a rock for Katsuki in his high school years given that he was an infertile Omega and helped with Katsuki’s dark thoughts given he had many of his own. Katsuki always craved Aizawa’s approval.

   Between the eight adults and Izuku being kept company by Eri, they packed up the penthouse in no time, and drove over to their new house. 

   “So, you excited about parenthood?” Eri asked as they watched the others bringing in boxes and furniture. Izuku was eating an abomination of chamoy watermelon sour belts, pickles, hot Cheetos and cheese.

   Izuku beamed. “So excited! Though kind of scared, I’ve seen birthing videos and…ew.”

   Eri laughed, eating a watermelon sour belt. “Yeah we had to watch one during health class recently and it’s a hard pass for me. Not to mention some piece of crap Alphas apparently ask the nurses to add an ‘extra’ few stitches on their Omegas after birth.”

   Izuku gasped, affronted. “No way!”

   She nodded. “The audacity right?!”

   “Kacchan!” Izuku yelled, getting his Alpha’s attention. “Don’t you even think of asking for extra stitches or I will shove my foot so far up your ass you can kiss your hero days goodbye!”

   Katsuki, of course, was beyond confused. “Extra stitches? The fuck does that mean?”

   Eri explained what she just told Izuku, and the Alpha turned green. “The fuck?! Some assholes ask for that? That’s disgusting! You should cherish everything your Omega went through!”

   Izuku then was a tearful hormonal mess. “You’ll still love me if I’m all loose after triplets?”

   “Izuku I’d love you even if you were somehow turned into a worm after birth.”

   “Actually triplets are typically a c-section birth.” Inko said, then froze. “WAIT TRIPLETS?!”

    Another round of crying and screaming was to be had, and Touya clapped Katsuki’s back with awe and sympathy. “You’re gonna be one busy man.”

   “Why do you think we needed a bigger place to live?” Katsuki laughed joyously.

   “They were gonna need a bigger boat.” Toshinori laughed at his own Jaws reference. 

   After most of everything was put away, they all sat down on the couches that Katsuki would soon have replaced to actually fit the space and drank wine. Katsuki withheld, even though Izuku said he didn’t mind if his Alpha drank. Though he was more than happy to have juice with his mate.

   The sonogram photos were shared and they promised more so their family could have some as well. Mitsuki swirled her wine. “When are you gonna tell your friends?”

   “We’re actually thinking of disguising it as a housewarming party.” Izuku giggled at their mischievousness. “Once we’re settled with new furniture, probably some time next week.”

   “You’re all invited of course.” Katsuki added on.

   Aizawa looked at the photos and shook his head. “Three more problem children. Japan won’t know what hit it.”

   “Pray you retire before we unleash them on you.” Katsuki snickered, and laughed harder at the horrified look on the man’s face.

   Hizashi laughed at his husband’s expense. “It’d be so dope to teach the new generation of mini Bakugous yo!”

   “More like our tickets to a mental hospital.” Aizawa grumbled, but he was smiling softly so he wasn’t fooling anyone.

   “Have you thought of names?” Eri asked, sipping on her small glass of wine Aizawa let her have, given that she was almost nineteen. 

   Izuku and Katsuki looked at each other. “Well we were thinking about Katsuya or Itsuki when it was just one pup. We’ll probably go with both, but we need to think of one more.”

   “Plus we don’t know the genders yet.” Katsuki added. “Itsuki can be either, but I think we’ll hold off until we know after the baby shower.”

   Masaru smiled. “Those are wonderful names.”

   “Just don’t name one All Might.” Toshinori teased Izuku, knowing his son’s fanboy tendencies.

   Izuku blushed as they chuckled at him, then smiled playfully. “Dammit, I guess that one’s out then Kacchan.”

   The furniture for their new home came later in the week, and Touya came by to help Katsuki set everything up. Their new king sized nesting bed was set up first so Izuku could be busy rebuilding their nest as the Alphas set up the new living room furniture. Then the patio furniture, and the new tables.

   For now they chose one room as a nursery until their pups were old enough to be in their own rooms, and that was something Katsuki and Izuku set up together. Hitting the twenty-three week mark has Izuku starting to really show. His bump got bigger the longer the pregnancy went on.

   They finally settled on a space theme, painting the walls a gray blue with yellow stars that would glow in the dark. The two rocking chairs were set up so Izuku could sit and watch Katsuki set up the cradles. A solar system carpet was laid down, and star curtains were set up.

   Other little knickknacks of astronauts and planets were set up, and finally the nursery came together. They would often stand at the doorway to admire their work and think about their future.

   Their appointments were looking better and better with no abnormal issues showing for the pups. They spoke about Izuku’s c-section and when it would be scheduled in the future. 

   When everything was finally ready, they sent out the invitations for the ‘housewarming’ party, excited to finally share this new chapter of their life with their friends. 

   They knew it’d be hard to get everyone together all at once given their hero schedules, but they were overjoyed when a large majority of their friends said they would be able to come. 

   Their family came over to help with all the food preparation and decorations for the party hours beforehand, and Katsuki was buzzing with happiness. The Alphas were hard at work in the kitchen as the Omegas helped Izuku put up ribbons in the living room. Even though his mother was an Alpha female, Masaru shared some of his experiences after she gave birth to Katsuki and what could be expected while giving parenting tips.

   Izuku was wearing a big fluffy sweater to hide his bump to enhance the surprise, and when everything was ready they started making bets on who would be the first to arrive.

   Izuku won, when Aoyama and Tenya showed first, and Katsuki knew he should’ve counted for his former class president’s rule of punctuality. Aoyama handed over a cheese board and they greeted each other happily as Tenya and Katsuki caught up on hero talk. Their five year old  little pup Haru fist bumped Katsuki and hugged Izuku’s leg.

   It made Katsuki’s heart leap with joy, watching their friend’s well behaved little pup. Watching Aoyama take off his son’s jacket and hang it up. Soon that would be them, and Katsuki couldn’t wait to dress their pups up in adorable outfits.

   As they moved further into the house to greet the rest of the family, more cars pulled up. Shouto and Momo came next with their three girls. Ochako and Himiko next with Mina and Eijirou not far behind. Slowly everyone that said they would come started to filter in, and music was played softly as everyone mingled. 

   Their spacious house was a party as everyone gushed over the new place. Izuku was sitting with Ochako, Aoyama, and Momo in the living room chatting away as everyone was busy catching up. It had been a long while since a lot of them had gotten together in such a big group. 

   Eri volunteered herself to help wrangle the young kids and Shiggy found himself falling into his care taking daycare role as well, helping her entertain them. Touya was listening to his younger brother as he filled him in on how the family was doing, since the oldest Todoroki was extremely low contact with them.

   Katsuki was talking with Camie, reminiscing on their remedial days and study session shenanigans. Inasa said he’d show in a little bit since he did have a shift, but it would be over soon.

   Shinsou popped in a little after as his shift just ended and was greeted enthusiastically before he went to go talk to Aizawa. 

   Eijirou was talking to Mitsuki and Inko, and Himiko was talking to Masaru. It was overall a very lively time as food was dished out and the house was full of chatter. Katsuki was having a wonderful time making sure everyone was eating, drinking and comfortable. Fulfilling his need to provide as everyone had a great time.

   Inasa, Ojiro, and Jirou showed around the same time and quickly found themselves sucked into the activities. All the housewarming gifts were piled high on the side of the dining room table that wasn’t occupied by food. 

   Cards Against Humanity was brought out, and everyone gathered around to enjoy the show. Eri and Shiggy brought the kids out to the backyard to run around and leave the adults to their fun. 

   They all cheered as they got Aizawa and Toshinori to play as well. Mina read out the card that was laid down. “The best part of being a hero is blank, but the blank is a plus as well.”

   The winning card had them all laughing their asses off. “The best part of being a hero is the bitches, but the drugs is a plus as well.”

   Hilariously, that had been Toshinori’s card. 

   It was a while after everyone was full with good food and slightly tipsy that everyone started to calm down and sit together in the living room. Tenya was complimenting their wonderful home, when Hagakure asked them what inspired them to move.

   Izuku and Katsuki looked at each other with matching grins, and held each other’s hands. “Actually, Kacchan and I have some really amazing news!”

   They all gushed in excitement, leaning in for whatever they had to say. The two of them glanced at their family members who were vibrating with excitement for the announcement. 

   “Well go on with it!” Himiko squealed, clapping. “What is it?!”

   Katsuki puffed out his chest in pride. “Izuku is pregnant with triplets.”

   Tenya stood up immediately, clapping enthusiastically fast with tears brimming in his eyes. “Oh joyful day! Congratulations!”

   Momo soon joined him, setting her wine glass down so she could clap along and laugh with joy. Shouto raised his hand frantically, like he was about to burst. “We call dibs on godparents!”

   Touya laughed. “Shig and I already beat you to it kiddo.”

   Shouto was undeterred. “We call second dibs!”

   “I’m cool uncle.” Shinsou said.

   “Yo man way to go dudes!” Sero cheered. “Baku-pups on the way!”

   Katsuki beamed as he looked to his happy parents, and was about to tell them that they were going to keep the genders a surprise for now, when the sound of a loud slap sounded throughout the room.

   They all stared in shock as Mina stood over Izuku, her hand still raised from where she’d slapped Izuku. Then she backhanded him, making his head whip to the side. Katsuki leapt to his feet, shoving Mina back. He was surging with adrenaline, furious and snarling. “WHAT THE FUCK?!”

   “Fucking whore! How could you?!” Mina yelled even as she stumbled back.

   “Mina what the fuck?!” Eijirou shouted, standing to grab his wife. “What the fuck is the matter with you?”

   “Are you kidding me?!” Mina yelled back, outraged. She looked at everyone. “Am I the only one that remembers that Katsuki had a fucking vasectomy?!”

   “You must have a fucking death wish.” Katsuki hissed at her, bucking into her space so she’d step back. Shinsou was quick to stand and put a hand on his chest so he wouldn’t attack her.  “Who the fuck do you think you are?”

      Mina looked at him like she was pleading with him to see the truth. “Katsuki, you told us yourself that sireing pups was impossible!”

   Katsuki was trembling with rage. “I said it was almost impossible!”

   “You must’ve lost your goddamn mind little girl.” Mitsuki snarled, looking furious. She too stood to her feet looking ready to leap at Mina. “You come into my son’s home and fucking hit his mate? His pregnant mate?”

   “Auntie Mitsuki.” Denki said uncertainty. “You have to admit this is…this is weird.”

   “What?!” Sero barked, flabbergasted. “What’s fucking weird about this?! It’s a miracle!”

   “A vasectomy is ninety-nine percent effective. One pup would be a miracle maybe.” Mina snapped, then turned to glare at Izuku. “Fucking three? Katsuki that’s just not fucking possible! You know that’s impossible! 

   Momo looked affronted on Izuku’s behalf. “Are you accusing Izuku of cheating?!”

   “This cannot be happening right now.” Inko said angrily. “How dare you? My son would never cheat!”

   Ochako shifted uncomfortably. “Three pups? Three healthy pups after all this time? Almost in their thirties? That’s…it’s a little…we’re not wrong to…to wonder.”

   “Ocha’s right. I mean…an Alpha’s virility decreases with age and Katsuki having pups wasn’t even that good of a possibility in the first place.” Hagakure agreed. 

   “It’s not impossible!” Tenya recovered from his own shock, looking horrified at his ex-classmate’s behavior. “This is a moment of celebration! Modern medicine is a wonder of innovation and continuous change! How dare you act this way when you don’t even know what you’re speaking of!”

   Momo nodded. “People can heal from vasectomies, it’s not common but it is a real possibility. Katsuki had an emergency vasectomy when he was a child! His body has matured and his Prime as well!”

   “Katsuki has a condition that counts on the suppression of his Prime Aggression symptoms! That means he can’t reverse the vasectomy or he risks falling back into a feral state!” Ochako said. 

   Momo looked like she wanted to strangle her. “He doesn’t have to reverse the vasectomy, it’s completely possible for him to still sire pups with healing, time and modern medicine! I assume he took boosters that are completely safe to increase their chances!”

   “Triplets though?” Camie said cautiously, looking Izuku up and down. “When has that ever happened?”

   Katsuki looked at them in betrayal, that this moment meant to be wonderful and full of joy was so horrifically crushed. That his friends he’d known almost all his life would turn on his mate like this.

   “I think everyone needs to calm down.” Aoyama said softly. “You’ve had too much to drink, I don’t think y’all are thinking about what you’re saying.”

   Denki rolled his eyes. “Oh come off it Aoyama! He’s not even defending himself! That’s very telling!”

   “Pink bitch just slapped Izuku-kun in his own home!” Himiko screeched angrily. “Of course he’s not saying anything he’s probably in fucking shock!”

   “Himiko!” Ochako said in surprise. “Who’s side are you on?!”

   “Not yours!” Himiko hissed. “I’m a fucking nurse, so is Mama Inko!”

   “Nurses, not specialists.” Ochako bit back, and Himiko stared at her as if questioning her audacity.

   “He could be taking advantage of Katsuki’s desire for pups to blindside him!” Hagakure added. “Aren’t you even the least bit concerned about that?”

   Hatsume scoffed. “Thank god I wasn’t part of this class cause what the hell? It just seems to me you were all waiting for something to just tear Izuku’s character apart because you were all way too fucking ready for this?! I’ve been friends with Izuku just as long as you all and knew about Katsuki’s condition, and it didn’t even cross my mind that the pups aren’t Katsuki’s.”

   “Hatsume is right! That’s really fucking suspicious how you jumped on this! They could be using a sperm donor, did you even think about that before you decided to fucking assault him?!” Jirou yelled at Mina. “What all that acid melted your damn brain so you can’t think first before hitting people?!”

   “Ears and Tinker Tits are right, we could’ve been using a fucking sperm donor but you just immediately assumed Izuku is some sort of cheater.” Katsuki snarled. “But news flash! They’re my pups! I got Izuku pregnant, and they’re our fucking pups!”

   “How could you be sure? You’re on patrol all the time or at the agency and Izuku works from home!” Camie stressed. Then she looked at Izuku. “Midoriya, you have to understand why we’re concerned. If these aren’t Katsuki’s pups, we’re gonna find out soon enough.”

   Her using Izuku’s premarital name only rubbed salt into the wound. Like she was fully expecting the ‘fallout’ of this imaginary betrayal would be their divorce.

   Katsuki opened his mouth to snarl at her, but Izuku sobbed. His mate held his cheek, shaking as he cried. “I-I…I thought you were my friends…”

   Then he was scrambling to his feet, running up the stairs to their bedroom. Mitsuki followed after him quickly, with Inko hot on her tail. Only for the woman to pause in front of Mina, winding her arm back before punching the pink hero in the face with all her might.

   As Mina fell, Inko descended on her with a few messy slaps and punches. All fueled with anger and no real aim, but once Inko was satisfied she slapped Mina across the face. “Shame on you! Shame on you! Shame!”

 Then she was rushing up the stairs after her son.

   Mina tried to recover, looking frazzled. She stared at her husband in shock. “Are you really gonna let her hit me like that?!”

   Eijirou glared at her. “You don’t want to get hit then don’t start throwing hands Mina, you deserved that.”

   “How can you not be concerned for Katsuki?!” Mina yelled.

   “Because I’m actually Izuku’s friend and I fucking trust him!” Eijirou yelled back. “Katsuki says those are his fucking pups and guess what, I believe him too! Where the hell is all this distrust even coming from!?”

   “Open your eyes Eiji! Triplets on a vasectomy isn’t possible! Those aren’t Katsuki’s pups!”

   Ojiro looked at Katsuki pityingly. “Are you going to do a paternity test?”

   Katsuki felt like he was seeing red. “Why the fuck would I do that when they’re my fucking pups?!”

   “Midoriya has guests over at your place all the time for his hero blog doesn’t he? Even when you’re not there, and when you’re on missions.” Ochako said as if that was proof of his possible infidelity.

   “It’s Izuku Bakugou, it hasn’t been Midoriya for a long fucking while.” Aizawa growled out. “I cannot believe this is happening right now. This is not the generation of heroes I thought I taught.”

   “Mr. Aizawa you understand right?!” Hagakure called out. “You’re infertile! Mic you’d be confused if Aizawa just randomly became pregnant right?!”

   Aizawa tensed up, face pinching in anger and Hizashi glared at her. It was one of the rare instances they saw their carefree loud hero look livid. “That just shows me right there you have no damn idea what y’all are preaching about.”

   “Infertile doesn’t mean he can’t get pregnant, you stupid bitch!” Shinsou barked. “It means the chances are extremely low!”

   “If Izuku is extremely fertile it’s definitely and totally in the area of probability! Especially if Momo is correct in her assumptions that Katsuki was taking measures to increase his virility!” Tenya argued, face growing red with the frustration that those not believing Izuku could be this stupid. Then he looked at Katsuki apologetically. “Please forgive me for speaking so freely on a private and intimate matter.”

   Katsuki shook his head. “By all fucking means Ten, fucking preach it since these idiots are too fucking stupid to wrap their heads around the fact that that’s exactly what I fucking did. Yes, I’ve been taking treatments and boosters for years.”

   “What the fuck is going on in here?!” Shiggy snapped, opening the back door and coming inside. “What’s with all this yelling? Why can I hear Izuku crying from his room?”

   “My wife and her idiot friends seem to be convinced that Izuku-kun was spreading his legs in order to get pregnant.” Himiko hissed, glaring at her wife. 

   Shiggy’s face darkened. “What?! You come into my littler brother’s home and accuse him of fucking cheating on his mate?”

   “When did you even learn Izuku was pregnant?” Ojiro asked.

   “When I came back from my mission in Budapest, what the fuck does that even matter?” Katsuki hissed.

   “Oh that’s convenient.” Denki scoffed. “He just so happens to get pregnant when you’re on a month-long mission in another country? Yeah right.”

   Shouto finally snapped as he glared at Denki. “I know the person who was at the lowest percentile of our class average is not speaking right now. Let alone someone who does not even have children of his own.”

   “Are you calling me stupid?” Denki gasped.

   “Fucking obviously, stupid!” Shouto snapped.

   “Didn’t Izuku have Shindo, Mirio, and a bunch of other Alphas over when Katsuki was gone on mission?” Denki retorted. “Hell, even you were with him the most when Katsuki was gone!”

   “Because I’m Izuku’s friend!” Shouto shouted. “And really? Mirio?”

   “Now you’re accusing my husband of sleeping with Izuku?!” Momo sneered at Denki. “Izuku can have whatever guests he wants in his own home!”

   “This is Katsuki’s home.” Camie snapped. “Could Izuku even afford this place at all? Actually, what does Izuku contribute to your finances? Besides being a Quirkless blogger.”

   “What the fuck are you even saying?!” Aoyama snapped, the Quirkless Omega looking furious. “What does that have to do with anything? Are you saying Quirkless people can’t provide for themselves?!”

   “I’m just saying that if Izuku got it into his head that he was able to pull Katsuki then he could’ve been thinking that he could pull anyone! That’s typically how people like that think and why they cheat!”

   Sero looked disgusted. “Wait are you making this about Izuku being fucking Quirkless now? What the actual fuck is wrong with you? I got tape coming out of my damn elbows, I’m no more special just because I got a lousy quirk!”

   “I mean, is Izuku expecting Katsuki to pay for all this?” Camie continued. “Just expecting Katsuki to set aside his position as Number One to raise three pups that might not even be his own? He’s not even willing to do a paternity test!”

   “Because Izuku doesn’t need to do a paternity test just because you fucking asked to!”

   Everyone started yelling over each other. Some called for Aizawa to weigh in, and others asked for Toshinori’s opinion. Those who believed Izuku were screaming over those accusing him of being a cheater.

   “That’s none of your fucking business Mina!” Eijirou yelled at his wife. 

   “It is when that cheater is pawning off some bastard’s pups on our friend!” She yelled back. 

   “Shouto you should be on Katsuki’s side, after everything that happened in your family!” Ochako told Shouto.

   He looked thunderous. “Don’t you bring my family into this to defend your horrible accusations! How dare you compare Izuku to what my father did!”

   “Way too fucking far floaty bitch.” Touya hissed. “Aren’t you one of Izuku’s best fucking friends?!”

   “A vasectomy doesn’t just go away!” Camie argued with Aoyama.

   “Oh and you’re a medical professional now?” Aoyama snapped. 

   “This could be solved with a paternity test.” Inasa said. “If he has nothing to hide it shouldn’t be an issue!”

   “Just get a paternity test to cover your back!” Denki urged Katsuki. “He should understand why we’re all so skeptical!”

   “Don’t lump me in with you!” Jirou yelled.

   “THAT IS ENOUGH!” Toshinori boomed, silencing everyone. Finally getting over his shock, he looked angrier than they’d seen him in a long time. “I cannot believe this…this…this audacity you all have. To think I left the hero society of Japan in your hands is horrifying!”

   Aizawa too, looked revolted. “I cannot even to begin to describe how utterly disappointed I am in the lot of you. I thought I taught you better than this.”

   “Mr. Aizawa!” Ochako argued.

   “No!” He snarled. “You ignorant bafoons have worn out your welcome. You’ll be lucky if Katsuki doesn’t press charges against you, Ashido and I will personally be a give a witness statement against you.”

   “Same goes here.” Hizashi growled.

   “Get the fuck out of my son’s house before I call the cops.” Masaru hissed in a rare display of fury. 

   Those trying to convince Katsuki to see ‘reason’ turned to him like he was going to defend them, and that disgusted him even more. “You heard my dad, you have ten seconds.”

   Mina scoffed. “Fine, but don’t come crying to us when you learn the truth! We’re just trying to protect you!”

   “Mina that’s e-fucking-nough!” Eijirou snarled. “Fucking go.”

   She looked at him like she betrayed her, but then snarled. “Come on Denki, let’s fucking leave.”

   Denki stood with her, casting a pitying look at Katsuki. The others started to trickle out, those who believed Izuku staying behind. When Ochako reached out for Himiko, the blonde shook her head with an angry expression. “I don’t even think I can stand to be alone with you right now.”

   Soon only Shouto, Momo, Iida, Aoyama, Jirou, Shinsou, Himiko and Hatsume were left. While Mina, Ochako, Denki, Camie, Ojiro, Inasa and Hagakure were gone. 

   “I can’t believe them.” Momo said breathlessly. 

   “What the fuck just happened?” Eijirou asked, looking at a loss for what to do now. 

   “I thought you all were close.” Hatsume said, looking just as lost. Katsuki couldn’t blame her, she was more Izuku’s friend than his. She hadn’t been very close to Katsuki’s class. “What the fuck was that?”

   Masaru put a hand on Katsuki’s shoulder, and he flinched. He hadn’t realized he was still frozen in shock. He looked at his father. “Izuku needs you. We’ll clean up down here.”

   Katsuki nodded wordlessly, sluggishly making his way to the stairs and going to his mate. He could hear Izuku sobbing in their nest. Mitsuki and Inko were doing their best to comfort him. When he opened the door, he was hit with the heavy scent of betrayal, humiliation, and grief.

   The two women made way for him as he cuddled against the bundle of blankets covering Izuku. Holding him close.

   “I d-didn’t!” Izuku gasped for breath in between sobs. “I didn’t Kacchan! I wo-would never!”

   Katsuki felt the tears of his own finally start to fall. “I know Zuku, I know. I never doubted you even for a single fucking moment, I promise. It never even ever crossed my fucking mind.”

   Izuku wailed, trembling hard. “Why? Why would t-they…why would they say that?!”

   Katsuki held him tighter. “Fuck them baby, fuck them to fucking hell. I promise sweetheart, we’ll never fucking talk to them again. We don’t need those fucking bastards in our lives.”

   He was angry, numb, and stunned. Something that was supposed to be a fabulous night was in utter shambles. He didn’t even recognize the people he’d called friends. Even Ochako, who he thought was one of Izuku’s best friends, had accused him of cheating. 

   Mina, who Katsuki thought was one of the most accepting and kind people besides Izuku. Had struck Izuku, and started the accusation fest. Denki who Izuku helped study and learn to control his quirk better. Hell even Camie who he thought didn’t have an evil bone in her body. 

   How could they do this to them? To Izuku? Who would never hurt a single soul. Even the most heinous of villains. 

   “We’ll help them clean up downstairs sweethearts.” Mitsuki said, running her hand through Katsuki’s hair. “Just stay here and calm, okay pup?”

   Katsuki nodded, it’d been nearly a lifetime since Mitsuki called him her pup but he needed it at that moment. Inko leaned down and whispered something to Izuku, kissing his forehead.

   They both left, closing the door behind them. Izuku took a while to stop crying, but when he did, his body still shook with his hiccups.

   “Who…” he whispered hoarsely.

   Katsuki knew what he was asking. “Shouto, Tenya, Momo, Eijirou, Shinsou, Himiko, Aoyama, Jirou and Hatsume.”

   Izuku hummed. “They believe me?”

   “Hell I’m sure if you say the word they’ll beat the other’s asses.”

   “I can’t believe Mina did that.” Izuku whispered again.

   Katsuki snarled. “I see her again and I’m gonna fucking rip her apart with my teeth.”

   Izuku shook his head. “I just…I don’t want to see them again.”

   “Whatever you want, baby. They’re gone.” Katsuki promised. “Now and forever.”

   It felt like a long while of silence until Izuku sighed. “Maybe I should just take the paternity test.”

   “What fucking for? You don’t owe those fucking assholes anything at all Zuku.” Katsuki hissed. “Hatsume was right, they were way too fucking ready to jump you like this. I don’t know what the fuck they’re on, but I’ll never forgive them for this and neither should you.”

   “I just don’t understand.” Izuku whimpered. 

   “I don’t either.” Katsuki whispered. “I’m sorry baby.”

   “What if everyone else thinks the same? What if they spin the story that I cheated on you when we come out about the pregnancy?” Izuku said frantically. “Kacchan, I don’t want to have people looking at our pups like…like…like they’re sinful. Like I’m an adulterer!”

   Katsuki felt a rumbling growl building in his chest. Just an hour or so ago they were nothing but sunshine and flowers thinking about their future with their pups they’d wanted forever. Now that happiness was tainted, filled with anxiety and dread. Yes he could understand if his friends had been a little confused about the pregnancy, but to immediately jump Izuku like that? To automatically assume Izuku had spread his legs for someone outside of their marriage and was actively trying to lie to Katsuki?

   What had Izuku ever done to make them so adamant on their assumptions? On their horrifically wrong thought process?

   They should’ve asked at the very least, in private if they were confused. Jirou was completely right, the immediate thought process should’ve been that they could’ve used a donor. But it wasn’t, some-fucking-how that wasn’t their thought process.

    There was a knock on the door, and Katsuki lifted his head as Eijirou came in hesitantly. “Hey, sorry dudes. We cleaned up downstairs. All the gifts from those assholes are out in the garage, we didn’t know if you wanted us to toss them out, but they’re there for whatever you decide.”

   “Thank you Ei.” Katsuki said, too emotionally and mentally exhausted to put up a front with his best friend. He cleared his throat. “What…what about you? What are you gonna do?”

   Eijirou looked down, rubbing the back of his head. “I don’t know man. I love Mina, but that was so out of fucking line I just don’t know. I know we’ve been trying for our own pup, and maybe that’s why she skeeved out like that but…that was unforgivable. I’m so fucking sorry Izu, she shouldn’t have hit you that’s awful.”

   Izuku sniffled, sitting up to look at their friend. He looked miserable and beat down. It made Katsuki want to throttle Mina until her puffy pink hair fell out. “You didn’t know she’d do that Ei. I just…do you…”

   Eijirou took a moment to realize what Izuku was asking, and his expression turned serious. “No! No, not at all Izuku! I didn’t even think about it, and even if I was a little surprised cause of Kat’s condition I would’ve assumed it was a sperm donor like Jirou said. Even then, it wouldn’t have been my damn business, but I believe you one hundred percent little bro.”

   Izuku gave a wobbly smile, eyes gleaming with tears again. “Thank you.”

   “I’m sorry tonight ended up so…bad. But for what it’s worth I’m so happy for you two. I know how much you’ve wanted pups, and I know you two will be the best damn parents ever!” Eijirou said with a fist pump. “Uncle Eiji will be here to protect them too, you can count on that!”

   Katsuki blinked back the stinging in his eyes. “They’d be some stupid fuckers to mess with Red Riot.”

   He nodded happily. “For sure!”

   “You can stay in one of the guest rooms, if you don’t want to go home yet.” Izuku offered. “But if you do wanna go, that’s fine too.”

   Eiji nodded, deflating a little. “Yeah, I think I’ll take you up on that. I’ll have to talk to her eventually, but I don’t think I can do that tonight.”

   Momo then popped up behind him. “Hey you two, are you…are you doing alright?”

   Izuku chuckled. “Not really, but…we’ll be fine.”

   She sighed, crossing her arms under her breast and cocking her hip against the door. “What a fiasco, I cannot believe them. Just know that me and Shouto are always here for whatever you two need and we’re behind you one hundred percent.”

   Izuku smiled more sincerely. “Where is Sho?”

   “He had to calm down, his quirk was going off with how upset he was.” Momo sighed, shaking her head. “He’s so upset that Uraraka compared you to Endeavor, he’s fuming. He’s mumbling about suing for defamation and assault, he’s pretty adamant on getting a restraining order on your behalf.”

   “Fucking halfie.” Katsuki grumbled, though there was no bite. He appreciated Shouto’s instinct to prevent Mina from ever getting to Izuku again. He was the true best friend to Izuku, not Uraraka.

   “We’re all happy to give witness reports.” Momo said seriously. “Ashido struck a pregnant Omega, and that’s worth at least getting her license suspended for a while. Maybe even endangerment to a pregnant Omega.”

   She looked at Eijiro to see if he would protest, but the Alpha held up his hands. “Hey, she can deal with the consequences. If Izuku dropped she’d be facing something more serious like manslaughter. I’m not a man that would stand behind someone who acts like that.”

   Mitsuki then appeared behind them. “How are they doing?”

   “Alright we might as well move this downstairs before the party continues up here in our damn den.” Katsuki said as he got up. Looking back at Izuku. “You can stay here if you want, I think we’re just gonna talk about what happened.”

   Izuku shook his head. “I’ll come, I’ll just end up spiraling up here by myself.”

   They went back downstairs, and the party was completely cleaned up. Food packed away in the fridge and decorations taken down. Izuku looked at everyone as they sat on the couches talking quietly.

   Tenya had his arm around Inko as he spoke to her softly, and Aoyama was on her other side. Toshinori, Aizawa, and Hizashi were near the kitchen talking to each other with serious expressions. Himiko and Jirou were cuddling on the far end of the couch, Himiko looking far into the distance and closed off.

   “Izuku sweetheart.” Inko said when she saw that he was there. Her lips wobbled. “Honey, what do you need right now?”

   Izuku stared for a moment. “Honestly I don’t know, I just…I’m in shock.”

   Shouto came back inside and when he saw Izuku he beelined for him. “I called my lawyers and they said that they’d be ready to press charges as soon as you say the word. A restraining order is already drafted up and waiting for your approval.”

   Momo laid a hand on Shouto’s shoulder. “Dear, give Izuku some time to think okay? I know how you feel about assault in a pack, but Izuku needs to process this.”

   Shouto nodded shakily, hands trembling. “Sorry Izuku, I just…I was getting ahead of myself. When she struck you…and you’re pregnant. I just…I thought of my mom…”

   Izuku reached out to hold his hands. “I know, Sho. I know you have my back, and I’ll…I’ll think about it. Thank you, that saves me from having to rehash it myself if I do go through with pressing charges.”

   “Well I wanna speak with them.” Katsuki said with a growl. “Izuku may not go through with that stuff but I fucking will. I don’t want any of those fuckers who just stood by after Mina hit him anywhere near my mate or pups, ever.”

   Shouto nodded and moved so he could exchange the numbers with Katsuki. Meanwhile Izuku went to Himiko. “You can stay here too if you don’t want to go home. Eiji is staying behind.”

   Himiko gave a weak smile. “Thank you Izuku-kun. I…I can’t believe Ochako would act like that. I mean, she admitted once to being jealous of you but…I thought it was harmless.”

   Izuku was stunned, that was the first he’d ever heard of that before. “Jealous of me?”

   Himiko nodded. “How things seemed to just work out for you, and how well received you were by the media. She said it felt like she had to work twice as hard. I just thought…it’s normal sometimes to be a little envious of your friend’s successes but she never seemed so bitter about it, and she never brought it up again. But now I think there’s more to it that she never told me.”

   Izuku didn’t know what to say to that. He had no idea that Ochako even thought like that. That it bothered her enough to speak of it. Had she been simply waiting for something to tarnish his ‘perfect’ life?

   “I’m sorry, that’s a lot to dump on you on top of everything that happened.” Himiko whispered. “But I’m on your side Izuku, no matter what happens after all this.”

   Izuku was left wondering what would happen after everything. What would happen with half of Katsuki’s colleagues convinced Izuku was a liar. How his husband would navigate losing half of their friends and having to work with them in the future. What the media would think when the obvious drift was noticed between the hero class that had once been so close.

   “Hey.” Katsuki said, pulling him out of his spiraling thoughts. He looked soft, sincere, and comforting. “This is a big ‘for tomorrow’ problem okay? Let’s just calm down, and get some rest for now. We’ll figure out how to tackle this shit in the morning.”

   Izuku nodded, letting his wonderful husband take charge after the chaotic night. “Right, okay.”

   With the finality of the night, Eijirou and Himiko were set up in the guest rooms. Their parents along with Shiggy and Touya left with promises to come back in the morning so they could all talk the situation over together. 

   As they were laying down in their room, Katsuki put on one of their favorite movies after their shower. They started talking about baby names again, and what they thought the genders of their children were. While Izuku worried in the back of his mind whether or not he’d be able to sleep after everything, he soon found himself drifting off in the warm comfort of Katsuki’s arms. 

~ ~ ~ ~

Izuku woke to the smell of delicious food being cooked, trying to cling onto the heaviness of sleep escaping him slowly. Snuffling deeper into Katsuki’s arms and seeking out his Alpha’s delightful sweet and spicy scent. Though after getting comfortable again, his mind wondered who was cooking in the kitchen if Katsuki was in bed with him.

   Then, like an icy cold tidal wave, the memories of the night prior came washing over him with a pang of dread and sadness. That had really happened, and they were going to talk about it today.

   Katsuki ran a hand through his hair gently. “It’s gonna be okay nerd, we’re gonna figure it out. We’re the Wonder Duo after all.”

   Izuku gave a soft giggle at the use of the nickname they used to call themselves when playing heroes as children and everyone adapted to refer to them. “I guess I have no choice but to believe you Kacchan.”

   “Damn straight. Now let’s go down and eat.”

   Mitsuki and Inko were in the kitchen cooking while everyone else was in the living room watching the news. Shiggy glanced up first to see them, giving a small smile. “Mornin’.”

   “Bout time y’all got up.” Touya teased. “I was so close to going in there and dosing you two with ice water.”

   “You’d be so close to dead then.” Katsuki retorted back, then his expression turned serious. “Anything on the news?”

   Toshinori shook his head. “Nope, nothing. Just normal weather reports, and typical hero stuff.”

   “Nothing on social media yet either.” Masaru added in, showing his phone screen on the trending page of twitter. 

   So they hadn’t immediately spoken up about their suspicions of Izuku’s infidelity, that was good. He knew many of them had work that day too. Eijirou sighed. “Mina hasn’t texted or called so I’m guessing I’m getting the silent treatment right now.”

    Himiko hummed. “Ochako tried to call a few times, and sent a few texts saying she wanted to talk but nothing about speaking out to reporters or anything.”

   “I’m sorry you two got dragged into the middle of this.” Izuku said regretfully.

   Both of them shook their heads.

   “It was supposed to be a moment of joy, and Mina chose to ruin that. It was her decision, and no one else’s.” Eijiro said seriously. “Her opinions about this would’ve come out eventually and honestly I prefer that it happened immediately and not boiling over to a public outburst. What if she made a snide comment to a reporter somewhere down the road? It wouldn’t have given you any time to prepare for any sort of backlash.”

   Himiko nodded in agreement. “I don’t know if Ochako would’ve said something, but I don’t like the idea of her harboring these doubts while pretending to be your friend. It would’ve been terribly unfair to you. Not to mention, if everyone else spoke out about their stupid suspicions, she might’ve felt emboldened to join in their statements like she was last night.” 

   Katsuki hummed in thought. “You both make good points, it would’ve been harder to come back from. I need to talk to my PR agent, but I think we should make a statement about the pregnancy before any of them decide it’s their public duty or what the fuck ever to say something.”

   He looked at Izuku, to gauge what the Omega thought. While they had already been planning about announcing the pregnancy to the world given that Izuku made it to the second trimester, the thought they were now forced to do so for the sake of not having a media outbreak about the parentage of Izuku’s children was heartbreaking. 

   “Kacchan’s right, it’d be best if the news came from us first.” Izuku said with a heavy sigh. “If they spoke about it before we did, it would seem like we were purposefully hiding it for marital trouble reasons other than waiting to see if the baby would make it.”

   “I think it might be wise to also speak on your condition, Katsuki.” Masaru said softly. “If you’re comfortable doing so. Angle it in a way that shows the meaningfulness of this pregnancy, the delicacy of it, and also acknowledging that this was also a very tentative possibility for the two of you.”

   Eijiro nodded. “Everyone will love the idea of miracle babies, and getting ahead of the naysayers will put them in your favor. They could become protective of the idea that this is something special for the two of you.”

   “Everyone come eat!” Inko called out, and they all shuffled to the table as the two moms laid out the food. Mitsuki ruffled Katsuki’s hair affectionately, and gave Izuki a kiss on the temple.

   “I’m thinking of knitting a few baby blankets for the pups.” Inko said as they all dug into the delicious food. “I remember how attached Izuku was to his blanky when he was a little baby.”

   They had light hearted conversation about the pups on the way, joking about them possibly getting Katsuki’s pension for curse words. 

   “Their first words are gonna be die, fuck, and shit all in that order.” Touya snorted.

   Izuku turned to glare at Katsuki. “Kacchan if our pups first words are curse words you’ll be sleeping on the couch until they graduate college.”

   Eijirou laughed, smacking Katsuki on the back as the blond grumbled. “I’ll fu-freaking cut back on the language. Want their first word to be Mama.”

   “Awwww.” They all cooed as his face turned red at the tender hearted words.

   As they were cleaning up, Katsuki pulled Izuku aside so they could talk to his PR agent. Sitting on the patio furniture outside, the phone only rang three times before it was picked up.

   “What did you do?” Saki asked immediately in loo of a greeting.

   “Jeez I didn’t do shi-shiz, what do you take me for?” Katsuki hissed.

   “You never call me first,” she said back, she’d never been afraid of Katsuki and was very boldly honest. It was what made her the best PR agent Katsuki ever had. She was kind hearted in her own ways, and genuinely liked Katsuki as a person. She was also extremely fond of Izuku. The perfect combination. “So I can only assume you punched somebody, someone is gonna get punched, or you got punched.”

   Izuku giggled as Katsuki rolled his eyes. “Well someone is gonna get fu-freaking punched after everything that happened yesterday, but that’s why we need to talk.”

   “Hello Saki.” Izuku chirped.

   “Good morning Izu-kun, it’s good to hear your voice.” Her tone softened when addressing him. “Seeing that both of you are looking to speak with me on this glorious uneventful Saturday morning I can only assume it’s serious. Tell me what happened.”

   “We had the pregnancy announcement last night with our pack.” Katsuki said.

   She hummed. “Congratulations, I’m sure they were overjoyed.”

   “You’d fucking think so wouldn’t you?” Katsuki growled.

   She was silent for a moment. “Don’t tell me...”

   They explained all the events that went down. Mina assaulting Izuku, the screaming argument that took place, their friends choosing sides, Inko attacking Mina, and the split couples. Katsuki was growling while recounting everything that happened, his scent giving off to how fresh the anger was at the betrayal.

   Saki hissed. “What a bunch of ignorant morons. Izuku, Katsuki I’m so sorry the night didn’t go as planned, you two didn’t deserve that. It was supposed to be a celebratory moment for you two. Are you doing okay Izuku? How are the pups?”

   Izuku hummed. “Fine, I cried but I don’t think I was in danger of a drop. Just extremely hurt feelings. I’ll call Madii later to see if they can do a house visit just to make sure the stress didn’t do anything damaging.”

   “Good, if there are complications because of this then we can tack that on to a list of charges against them.” Saki said viciously. “Really, even if Izuku had been unfaithful, striking a pregnant Omega is nowhere near appropriate to do.”

   Katsuki huffed. “Icy Hot was so mad he called his lawyers. I’m already talking with them to work out the restraining order, I don’t want her anywhere near Izuku after that. Even if she gets the balls to apologize I’m not fu-freaking forgiving her ever.”

   “As is your right, if you could give me their contact information I’ll speak with them as well. I always knew that Pinky let her emotions rule her actions, but I never thought she’d stoop so low.” Saki sighed. “What a fiasco. To so boldly and stupidly overlook your medical treatments is asinine. It seems to me that they were waiting for an opportunity to strike. This doesn’t bode well for their internal thoughts of Izuku even before this. It was too sudden, too assured.”

   “That’s what Mei was saying.” Izuku replied. “Himiko told me that Uraraka had spoken of being jealous of me once, and I had no idea. She thought it was harmless jealousy, but I don’t know now. Maybe she always secretly didn’t like me that much.”

   “Maybe.” Saki agreed sympathetically. “Well I’m assuming you want to get ahead of any statements they may think of giving. I know we were already planning on announcing the pregnancy once your physician gave the okay. It’s best if we do it sooner rather than later.”

   Katsuki nodded, even though she couldn’t see him. “I’m going to talk about my condition too, as well as the treatments. I think being honest about it upfront will take away any real substantial ‘evidence’ they think they have against Izuku.”

   “That’s a good idea, as long as you’re comfortable.” Saki said. “I think outside of the pregnancy aspect it’ll gain favor in those who also suffer from disabilities or similar conditions. It could boost your public favor.”

   “Eiji said the idea of miracle babies could make our fans protective of us.” Izuku added. 

    “I think it definitely would, both of you are rather adored in your own media spheres. I also think it might be more personal for you two to announce this as a home video rather than a conference meeting. It’ll make you two more…human I would say. Approachable and relatable.”

   “Sounds perfect, we’ll make one today and I’ll send it over to you.” Katsuki said.

   “No need, the more raw and authentic the better. Just don’t say anything ridiculous, and keep the events of last night to yourself for now. That way if they do decide to speak of it, it’ll be more of an unforeseen attack rather than direct retaliation. In that case, we’ll have more to build against them in terms of defamation in the long run. Keeping the argument private will be more mature on your end. People eat up ‘keeping the peace’ mentality. Just let me know when you post.”

   Izuku thought about it. “Should we do it on my blog? Then Kacchan just reposts it on his social media?”

   “If you would like. I don’t see anything wrong with that.” Saki said. “I’ll reach out to some of our partners to let them know of the announcement so they can show support and boost the viewings. How are Red Riot and Himiko planning on addressing the situation?”

   “Honestly we don’t know yet.” Katsuki admitted. “They stayed with us overnight, and if they want we’ll offer for them to stay longer. Mina hasn’t reached out to Eijirou at all, and Uraraka seemed adamant on speaking with Himiko.”

   Saki sighed. “Well that can cause problems on its own, but we’ll cross that bridge when we get to it. For now I would encourage them to keep the fight private as well, if they’re willing.”

   “We’ll talk to them about it.”

   “Should we get a paternity test done?” Izuku asked. “They were demanding it last night, and it’ll prove that my pups are really Kacchan’s. I have nothing to hide, I promise.”

   “I know you don’t Izu-kun, anyone with a functioning brain should know that too.” Saki said softly. “I think we keep that trump card to the side for now. If the situation does get out of hand, it’ll speak badly for them when it seems you were forced to reveal private medical information. The truth will come back on them tenfold after, and if it does get to that I’m sure they’ll have dug sufficient graves for their careers at that point in time. If this ends up a back and forth situation, it’s best if you maintain your ground rather than having the public be indecisive in who they believe.”

   They spoke a little more, before Saki wished them luck with the video and ended the call. Katsuki and Izuku went back inside to share what they discussed with the others and to speak to Himiko and Eijirou about what Saki said.

   “I really don’t know what I’m going to do,” Eijirou said honestly. He looked lost and hurt. “I never imagined getting a divorce, and I hate the thought of it. But I don’t think I’ll be able to look at Mina the same way ever again. It completely flipped my view of her.”

   Himiko sighed. “I’m in the same boat. I feel like I don’t truly know Ochako right now, and that scares me. I love her so much, but I can’t be with someone who would turn on her friend like that when they didn’t do anything wrong. She knows how I feel about that stuff, given my past. It’s like she completely forgot about that just to finally have a reason to be against Izuku-kun.”

   “I’m going to keep this in house for now.” Eijirou said. “I don’t really feel like putting my marriage on blast until I’ve figured out what I’m going to do.”

   “Same.” Himiko agreed. “I won’t say anything unless Ochako forces my hand and I have to be honest to defend you two. I really hope it doesn’t come to that, but I’ve got your backs regardless.”

   “Ditto.”

   “I’m still sorry for everything. You two are welcome to stay as long as you need.” Izuku whined. “Kacchan and I have a video to make.”

   They went upstairs to Izuku’s new studio room, closing the door behind them. Izuku made quick work of turning on his camera equipment, and pulling up his guest chair so Katsuki could sit next to him. Then they were both on screen, ready to hit record.

   “Ready?” Izuku asked, nervous.

   “Whenever you are.” Katsuki answered back. “Everything’s going to be alright. Remember this is special for us, and no one can take that away.”

   “Right.” He breathed, then clicked the record button. He smiled brightly, giving his typical enthusiastic double wave. “Hello my sweet heroes! I hope you’re doing well! I know this isn’t typically my recording schedule, but me and Kacchan have some very exciting news to share!”

   Katsuki smirked, and both of them looked at each other before locking hands affectionately. “Izuku is pregnant.”

   “With triplets!” Izuku squealed happily. “That’s right! I got three little buns in the oven!”

   “Finally knocked his pretty ass up.” Katsuki beamed with pride. “We’re about to have a very full house of brats.”

   Izuku rolled his eyes playfully. “Me and Kacchan have been wanting this for a very long time, so we’re both overjoyed that it finally happened.”

   Katsuki expression turned more serious. “It’s…it means a lot to us. I almost couldn’t believe it was real, that it finally happened. But now we’re here, and Izuku is in his second trimester.”

   Izuku hummed. “I’m betting you’re wondering why we waited so long to announce, and it’s because we were being cautious.”

   Katsuki sighed. “Y’all know I’m not one to be too sharing about my personal life, cause I like my damn privacy and to keep work separate from my home life. But I feel I need to be honest about why this is so important to us.”

   Izuku watched as Katsuki gathered himself to tell the world about something so sensitive.

   “Me and Izuku, we were starting to come to terms with the fact that we might never have biological children.” Katsuki’s voice wavered a little. “Because what many of you don’t know, is I have a condition called Severe Prime Aggression Syndrome.”

   He paused for a moment.

   “I didn’t keep this from the media or my fans because I was ashamed or anything, just that it was a really sensitive subject for me. My mother has the same condition, as I genetically got it from her. However, signs for this symptom are harder to catch early for male Alphas than it is for females. She got treated as quick as possible, and lives a healthy stable life. Whereas I on the other hand, almost died.”

   Izuku squeezed his hand reassuringly.

   “It came up out of nowhere when I was five. If you don’t know, SPAS is when a Prime’s instincts develop way too early. Typically people that evolve into Primes start the process slowly in their early adulthood, when their maturing body can handle it. But because I was so young, and the symptoms happened so fast, I needed to get emergency surgery to save my life. I was aggressive, paranoid, territorial, and manic. My pheromones were literally causing me to lose my mind, and I would’ve gone into a life threatening feral drop.”

   Izuku nodded. “It was hard seeing Kacchan like that, we were so little. I didn’t understand what was happening, only that Kacchan was in severe agony. I thought I was going to lose my best friend. I’d never even thought about death until those moments.”

   “Because it was so long ago, the research for SPAS wasn’t as amazing as it is now. I remember waking up, and the doctor telling me that I would likely never have children. I’d had a good portion of my glands removed, and a vasectomy.” Katsuki’s voice shook, and his hand was trembling. “It was like my world ended. Five years old, without a single thought to my future as an adult beyond wanting to be a hero, and I was told I might never get to have a family of my own.”

   “Kacchan fell into a deep depression for a few days.” Izuku said sadly. “He wouldn’t eat, sleep, or leave his room. I wasn’t allowed over for a while because our parents were so scared he would relapse, but Kacchan needed me. So I was finally allowed to be with him, and it was so heartbreaking to see what the condition had done to him. He was convinced I would hate him, and would want to remove our bond.”

   Katsuki shook his head. “I didn’t have a clue what to think. All I remember was feeling like I was broken. That I was a sham of an Alpha. But Izuku beat some sense into me, and stuck with me through all my future treatments. It sucked major dick, I’m not going to lie. The medication we have now for SPAS is so much better than it was before. I was sluggish, and dazed for the first few shots. When they wore off, I would get aggressive again and get horrific migraines.

   It wasn’t until I was eighteen that newer, better medication came out and I was immediately switched over. Things started to feel so much better, and I felt more like myself.

   I started to get hopeful that my pheremones would finally start to even out. My doctors told me there was a good possibility I could heal, and even recommended new virility boosters and treatments that came out. So I jumped at the chance.” Katsuki smiled softly. “I wanted a family with Izuku so bad, that any chance I got to make it possible, I was gonna take it. I know I’m pretty brash and rough but I freaking love kids. I loved the idea of having a little somebody that was both of us.”

   “After eight years of trying, we finally did it.” Izuku smiled. “Because of all the possibilities of complications, we kept quiet about it until we were sure there was a really good chance of everything turning out alright. So we decided that we can finally share the amazing news with you loves now that I’m in my second trimester.”

   “Of course there are always going to be chances of something going wrong, but me and Izuku are choosing to remain hopeful that things are going to turn out okay. We have an amazing doctor working closely with us, and everything has been fantastic so far.” Katsuki beamed. “So, I will be pulling back a little from work to be at Izuku’s side through the rest of the pregnancy, then taking paternity leave once the pups get here. Once we’re at a good place and the rhythm with the pups is all settled out, I’ll return to hero work. Until then I’ll be leaving the agency in the hands of those I trust to get the job done.”

   “We will start to share our journey with y’all, and we hope you look forward to all the cute baby pictures in the future!” Izuku giggled. 

   “The Bakugou invasion is pending.” Katsuki joked.

   Izuku snorted. “But thank you loves so much for listening, and we’ll keep you posted. For now, you all have a wonderful day and stay heroic!”

   He reached out and ended the recording. Izuku opted to not trim the video, and instead navigated to his blog page. Writing up a title that they had a huge announcement, and then posting it. Once he did, Katsuki took out his phone. Sharing the video from Izuku’s page to his social media. Then he texted Saki that the video had been posted.

   It only took five seconds until both their phones started blowing up. Izuku looked at the comments in his video, curious to what people were thinking.

   DynaZuku267: OMG IZUKU’S PREGNANT AAAAH!!!

   BroccoliBlast: BABBBBBBBBIES!!!

   DynaMightsLeftSock: AOSHDLHFLHSLFHSD!!!!

   HeroEnthusiast381: BITCH YEEEEEEEESSS!!

   FlowerQueen: Oh I never knew DynaMight had SPAS!!! I hope he knows he’s amazing and so brave for sharing something so vulnerable!

   KickAss000: Bro anything happens to those pups I’m buying a sniper rifle and aiming at God idgaf!

   111145557: OMG! I’m so happy for DynaMight! You could tell how badly SPAS affected him!! Affected? Effected? Whatev! Love you Izuku and DynaMight!!!

   GodSlayer888: KickAss000 I’ll help bro it’s my destiny. Also, I feel so seen? I have SPAS too and that shit killed my self confidence for so long!! I love you DynaMight!!

   Izuku smiled at all the positive comments that came flooding in, and from Katsuki’s smile, he could tell the Alpha was getting a flood of them on his own page. It boosted both their spirits. This was the positive and heartwarming reaction they’d wanted for such a monumental time for them. 

   AllMightOfficial: Three little heroes on the way!! My boys deserve this more than anything.

   HeroCommission: A huge congratulations to the WonderDuo, we wish you the absolute best. We’re proud to have DynaMight as a hero for Japan.

   HawksOfficial: LITTEL BIRDIESGs!!! AHDHKSHDFY!

   MirukoOfficial: More like little bunbuns in the oven lol, congrats brat!! You’ll be a kickass dad!

   JeanistOfficial: I just pray they don’t get Katsuki’s wild hair, but many blessings.

   RedRiotOfficial: My time to shine as best uncle!!! So manly my dude being honest!

   Izuku took a deep breath, finally feeling like everything really would be alright despite the disaster of last night. Katsuki leaned over to show Izuku that Saki had texted.

   Saki: Perfect you two, now all we do is wait.

~ ~ ~ ~

“Kacchan I’m a beach ball.” Izuku whined, rubbing his largely swollen stomach. He was starting to not be able to get back up once he sat down without Katsuki’s help. 

   “An adorable beach ball.” Katsuki snickered.

   Izuku laughed and picked up a pillow, throwing it at him. “No Kacchan! You’re supposed to tell me I’m not a beach ball!”

   They were in the middle of planning their baby shower that would happen next week. Mitsuki and Inko had given them the wise advice to have it sooner, given that Izuku would only continue to get bigger carrying triplets and would have a lot less energy. Not to mention, Omegas typically got more territorial when they got closer to their due date. So it wouldn’t be long before Izuku’s patience for others in their home started to wear thin.

   As the weeks went by, Katsuki was glad that Izuku’s temperament hadn’t changed as drastically as it could’ve. Many sires on the forums Katsuki liked to read would report that their pregnant partners would have constantly changing moods. Many of them had good support networks for when sires would guiltily admit they were getting agitated with their pregnant spouse’s behavior. It warmed a special spot in his heart, knowing that there were people out there helping sires take a moment to cool down and tell them their frustrations were valid. 

   He was sure there were sires out there that did retaliate against their poor pregnant significant others, but he was happy there was a community to better each other to prevent that from happening. Katsuki couldn’t ever imagine causing a fight with Izuku just because he was frustrated at his pregnant hormones.

   While Izuku was still a massive crybaby, now over even the littlest cute thing, he hadn’t turned into some sort of rage monster like he’d read some partners did. 

  It’d been a week since the announcement party incident, and things were looking tentatively better for the two. They still got an influx of congratulatory comments on both their social medias, and the news still wasn’t over the fact that the couple was expecting. Katsuki had actually been stopped by fans on his way into his agency.

   All of them were kind and told him they were extremely excited for him. Many said they were praying extra hard for their three pups to continue to grow without any complications that the couple was fearing. Others had thanked Katsuki tearfully for being honest about his struggles with his condition. While SPAS wasn’t extremely common, there were more people affected by it then he ever realized and Katsuki voicing that he struggled with it helped their confidence that things could and would get better. 

   Some of his fellow heroes had even gotten little gifts for their pups as well wishes. Even guest heroes and sidekicks on Izuku’s blogs had given him presents. They now had a mountain of diapers in an array of age sizes. Which Mitsuki and Inko said they should be extremely thankful for, because they would never understand the scope of how many damn diapers they were going to go through until they were actively going through them.

   While there was a large scale of positive feedback, there was of course always going to be the negative. Some people had the same line of thinking as their ex-friends did when it came to the parentage of Izuku’s pups. Starting through their lackluster knowledge that vasectomies meant that someone cannot sire pups, it was impossible. Others stated that SPAS itself made it impossible to have pups. 

   Some were even brazen enough to attach articles about the effects of SPAS, and the purpose of vasectomies. Though when Katsuki glanced through them, he noticed that it was old and outdated research. There were newer articles that had come out over the years concerning SPAS and the steps forward to make it less detrimental for male Alphas. Though those were still few and far between compared to the older material. 

   It worried Katsuki enough that he spoke with Saki about it. Though she said that if it started to cause serious problems, then she and the team would contact specialists on the matter to speak up on his behalf. Even the doctors that Katsuki had been seeing all his life called to tell him they were more than willing to make statements should he ever need it. Completely willing to educate the population to not base their opinions on old material when the medical industry had made significant improvements since then regarding the condition. Some even said they were currently working on getting new articles published, it just took time and a lot of data to back up.

   Put at ease, Katsuki decided to put it on the back burner for the time being. Reasoning with himself that it only seemed like a lot of people questioning Izuku’s faithfulness because there were both such huge figures. There were thousands more that believed the two of them without hesitation.

   A few of their ex-friends had tried to reach out to them the next few days after the incident. Trying in vain to explain their worries, and why they were so concerned. Apologizing for making a scene at the party, but never once taking back their skepticism on Izuku’s faithfulness. On Izuku’s end, they were trying to make themselves seem open and understanding to lure the Omega to be ‘honest’ on whether or not they were actually Katsuki’s pups. All of them were promptly blocked on both their ends on all forms of contact.

   The friends that stayed supportive never waved in their trust. Katsuki had spoken in length with Shouto’s lawyers and had the charges and restraining order for Mina completed. Just waiting on his say so, should it need to be submitted. They were the same lawyers that dealt with all the Todoroki family drama, and Katsuki was wildly impressed with their efficiency and thoroughness. 

   Unwilling to let the negatives that had come to light bring down their happiness, both of them moved on with their preparations for their soon to be family. They were sitting on the couch with the tv on as they were organizing for the baby shower next week. Izuku was ordering decorations while Katsuki was looking at recipes for what he would be cooking and baking.

   “You still like tiramisu or nah?” Katsuki asked.

   Izuku looked at him with slight horror, face turning a little green despite that it had been one of his favorite desserts before pregnancy.

   “That’s a no.” Katsuki said quickly, taking it off his list. “What would you want instead, love?”

   Izuku thought about it. “Oh! What about confetti cake? Can you dye the frosting blue and pink?”

   “For sure, that’d be cute.”

   “I’m still debating on the way we’re going to do the gender reveal.” Izuku said. “I’ve seen those really cute black balloons with the confetti inside, but I also kinda wanna know all at once? Instead of both of us popping two balloons and then having to pop the last one.”

   “We can always do those smoke candle things.” Katsuki told him. “We both hold one and then hold the last one together.”

   He brightened up. “Oh that’s a cute idea! I’m so excited Kacchan!”

   They heard the front door of the house open and close. “We’re back! Got the goods.”

   Izuku clapped excitedly as Eijirou and Himiko came into the living room with the food. The two of them had taken up on their offer of staying at their house while trying to figure out what they were going to do about their marriages. Eijirou had already started to sadly talk to a divorce lawyer, while Himiko told Uraraka that they needed time apart for her to decide what she wanted to do regarding their relationship. 

   They all started settling down with their takeout plates, Himiko looking over the stuff Izuku was ordering for the party next week. Eijirou started talking with Katsuki about the food that he’d be cooking and offered to help. His heart ached for his best friend, and Katsuki couldn’t help but feel horrible in light of everything. 

   Mina had been one of his best friends, and Katsuki knew how much Eijirou loved her. While he was angry as hell at what she did, he couldn’t help but mourn the loss of their friendship. He also couldn’t help the guilt he felt for Eijirou’s marriage. Though the redhead was adamant in telling Katsuki that it was nothing he or Izuku did to end their marriage. She’d done it herself, and he had a feeling because of how she acted, that something similar would have happened in the future that would’ve ended in their marriage anyways. If she’d been confident enough to act like that at the party, she would’ve done so with something else in the long run. 

   “I’m still betting on it being girls.” Himiko giggled.

   “I don’t know, Mitsuki and Inko both had boys.” Eijirou said back.

   “If we have all girls I’m going to go gray before they even—”

   “Pinky! Pinky!” They heard reporters yelling on screen. All of them turned their attention to the tv, seeing that paparazzi and reporters were hounding Mina and Denki as they were patrolling. “Pinky! Do you have anything to say about not being seen on patrol with your husband Red Riot?!”

   “No comment.” She grumbled, continuing to walk.

   “Pinky what do you have to say about the WonderDuo’s pregnancy announcement? Did you know beforehand?”

   She said nothing, though her face twitched in agitation. 

   “What do you have to say about the rumors of Izuku Bakugou’s pups not being DynaMight’s?”

   “Were you aware your husband was seen on a date with hero Uravity’s wife just now?”

   It was like the entire room went cold as they all turned to look at each other. Eijirou and Himiko stared at one another, faces pale. They hadn’t been on a date, they were just picking up food. Both of them felt the need to get out of the house. They’d even worn disguises, but it seemed someone had still recognized them. 

   Mina turned to the reporter that said that. “Excuse me?”

   “Red Riot was just seen at Sakura Ramen with Himiko Uraraka! They looked very close and secretive!”

   Denki snorted. “Doesn’t surprise me, since it’s been hoes before bros with that bastard.”

   “Shut the fuck up Denki!” Himiko groaned, gripping her hair.

   The cameras were flashing furiously. All of them shouting over one another to ask ChargeBolt to elaborate on what he meant by that. Mina just growled. “Why don’t you ask my husband? Since he seems all too happy to endorse infidelity between friends. As for Izuku’s pregnancy? I hope he’s fucking happy.”

   Katsuki snarled. “That fucking bitch!”

   “What the fuck does she think she’s doing?” Eijirou hissed. “Goddammit Mina!”

   “Does that mean the rumors of Izuku Bakugou’s pup not being DynaMight’s is true?”

   “Is Izuku Bakugou pregnant with another’s pups?”

   “Who do you think the father is?”

   “Is that why your friend group hasn’t been seen out with each other?”

   “What do you have to say about DynaMight’s condition?”

   “Do you think DynaMight is fit to be a hero?”

   The tv shut off, and Izuku threw the remote to the couch. He sank down, looking up at the ceiling before running his hands over his face. “Christ what did I even fucking do to her?”

   “You didn’t do anything Izuku.” Eijirou said with a growl, then he pulled out his phone. Putting it to his ear after pressing on someone’s contact. “Yeah it’s Kirishima. Serve her the fucking papers, I’m done.”

   Katsuki followed his lead, and called up Shouto’s lawyers. “Yeah, go ahead with the charges and the restraining order. She just fucking pushed my last goddamn nerve.”

   As soon as he ended the call, the screen lit up with Saki calling him.

   “Did you see the news?” Saki asked right away.

   “Yeah, just fucking now. I called the lawyers and told them to go through with everything.” Katsuki huffed.

   “Good, she should’ve kept her mouth fucking shut. I’ll call them right now too.” Saki snapped. “I’ll get back to you on how everything goes down, for now, stay off social media and keep to yourselves. Don’t talk with Pinky or ChargeBolt at all, do not engage them. If the press start coming to us for questions at the agency we’ll release a blanket statement.”

   Then she hung up.

   Immediately his screen lit up again with a call from his mother.

   Izuku, Himiko, and Eijirou’s phone all started going off as well. 

   “If I see that bitch in public I’m fucking decking her in her stupid pink face.” Mitsuki yelled when he answered. “I’m assuming you have already seen or your PR lady called?”

   “Yes Ma I saw it.” Izuku answered his own mother. “Yes Kacchan and Saki just talked, and he called the lawyers to send everything through.”

   “I don’t know what the fuck is up with her!” Eijirou said to whoever he was talking to. It might’ve been Sero, the only other one of the ‘BakuSquad’ who hadn’t betrayed Izuku.

   “Yes Momo-chan I’m alright.” Himiko said sadly.   

   Katsuki’s phone was pinging like crazy as he talked to his mother, so he excused himself from the room so he could put her on speaker and look through the messages.

   AllMightyDad: Are you and Izuku alright? Should Inko and I come over?

   PresidentGlasses: I would advise you go through with Shouto’s lawyers.

   IcyHot: Sue the bitch

   Frogster: What happened?! I go on a stealth mission across the country and all hell broke loose?! What is Mina talking about?

   TinkerTits: Is Izuku alright? He isn’t answering my texts.

   Katsuki took a deep breath to calm himself down before replying to everyone and talking to his mom at the same time. “Saki told us to keep quiet, they’re gonna see how this all plays out before we say anything.”

   Katsuki to AllMightyDad: Yeah that’s probs best, Izuku might need y’all rn.

   Katsuki to PresidentGlasses: Already fucking on it

   Katsuki to IcyHot: Just called them

   Katsuki to Frogster: Half our delightful fucking friends are convinced Izuku cheated on me and Mina attacked Izuku

   Katsuki to TinkerTits: He’s on the phone with his Ma rn.

   Frogster: You’ve got to be fucking kidding me…who?!

   Katsuki to Frogster: Mina and Denki obviously. Uraraka, Camie, Inasa, Hagakure, and Ojiro.

   Frogster: OMFG!! Consider them dead to me. Is Izuku okay?!

   Katsuki to Frogster: For now.

   “The nerve of those two idiots.” Mitsuki growled. “Are they trying to make Izuku drop from stress? God what I would do to get my hands on them right now, I should’ve followed Inko’s move and slapped the fuck out that bitch when I had the chance.”

   “Well don’t do it now I’m sure she’ll be a coward and try to press charges against you.” Katsuki sighed. “Look Toshi and Auntie are gonna come over, you and dad can too if you’re not busy.”

   “We’ll be there in a few minutes.” Mitsuki said, and hung up.

   When he went back out to the living room Izuku was texting away on his phone. “Tsu just texted me. It’s good to know she’s on my side too.”

   Katsuki ran a hand through his hair. “Yeah I just told her like a super brief rundown of what happened. What a fucking mess. Where did Ei go?”

   “Guestroom.” Himiko answered. “He needed a moment.”

   Katsuki hummed. “How you holding up Fangs?”

   Himiko chewed on her lip. “Ochako tried to call me, but I didn’t answer. The only reason I think she’d even reach out is to…ask me if it’s true. Or why I was out with Kiri-kun. Which, I really don’t want to hear it right now if that’s what she’s going to ask. I don’t think my heart can handle it right now.”

   “Well fuck her all the way to hell if she even thinks you’d ever do that.” Katsuki barked. “You ain’t like that Fangs.”

   She gave him a weak smile. 

   Katsuki looked at his phone as it pinged again a few more times.

   Birdbrain: Iida caught me up to speed. I’m sorry such darkness was hiding amongst our friends but I don’t believe them for a second. I know Izuku would never do something so heinous. Dark Shadow said she’d haunt Mina’s nightmares if she could.

   AnimalCrossings: Aoyama told me what happened! I’m so sorry, I can’t believe they would treat Izuku like this. I hope you two are doing okay. 

   DocOc: Hey, hope everything’s okay. Kouda filled me in from what Aoyama told him. I’m on Izuku’s side, this is ridiculously stupid.

   “Tokoyami, Kouda, and Shoji just texted.” Izuku said. “They believe me.”

   “Yeah cause they’re not fucking stupid.” Katsuki replied back.

   UnoReverse: Kacchan! I texted Izuku I hope he’s okay! I’m sure you two are getting bombarded with messages right now. I wish I could rewind what Pinky said! She had no right saying stuff like that! 

   The door of their home opened, and Katsuki could smell the enraged scents of their parents. Just as he turned to greet them, his phone pinged again. Eijirou came back out, looking solemn.

   Saki: Just got word back. Pinky has been served.

   “You got to be fucking kidding me.” Himiko said, looking at her phone. She turned to show them articles that started to drop.

   Invisible speaks out on Izuku Bakugou’s Infidelity!

   Hero Miboromicamie stands with Pinky!

   Pinky and ChargeBolt confirm Izuku Bakugou’s pups are not DynaMight’s!

   Red Riot and Pinky Divorce!? Pinky just served divorce papers on duty!

   WonderDuo suing Pinky!

   Katsuki took a deep breath. “And so it fucking begins huh?”

Chapter Text

While shady lowlife drama tabloid agencies were dead set on using the recent ‘scandal’ for their five minutes of fame, Katsuki was honestly blown away by how many people had immediately roared in their defense. He knew there would be a good number of fans that would riot against the trash news put out, but he hadn’t expected just how many there would be. Eijirou was completely right in his idea that their fans would be protective of them. 

   It didn’t take long at all after the articles dropped claiming Izuku’s pups were not Katsuki’s for a legion of angry fans to rise. In mere minutes of being published, it was like absolute mayhem of pure rage was unleashed. Many of the writers of the trashy articles speaking disgustingly ill of Izuku’s ‘proven infidelity’ were terrifyingly and swiftly doxed. The media agencies that allowed such blatantly disgusting remarks concerning Izuku’s Quirklessness to be published were faced with intense vandalism. 

   Hell even fucking villains were in on the revenge parade. Many of their iconic trademarks were left as threats. While none of them were caught in the act, their stance on the situation was clear.

   Katsuki’s PR team released a statement saying that they did not endorse the harassment for any of the individuals involved, and asked their fans to refrain from sorting to violence. They also made it clear that they had been aware and up to date with the pregnancy the very moment the couple told them, and have been working alongside them for many months on the matter. In a professional but aggressive manner, the message informed the public that the couple’s medical information regarding the pregnancy was no one’s business but their own. Before ending with a curt statement that all connections and associations with the heroes involved in spreading unprofessional misinformation were immediately and indefinitely over.

   Izuku continued on with his content like usual, and Katsuki was proud of his husband’s fan’s dedication to him. Anytime anyone would try to harass answers out of Izuku, the fans were quick to report and get those individuals banned in the blink of an eye. Defending Izuku by saying that anyone who believed Izuku cheated on the husband he so obviously adored was never a true fan, and were irreparably stupid.

   Not only were Izuku’s fans defensive of the Omega, but Katsuki’s fans were as well. While he wasn’t really on social media, he would check in every once in a while to see what everyone was saying regarding the matter. Seeing that anyone who dared say that DynaMight could do better than a cheating Quirkless whore attacked to immense proportions. Many had even been chased off the platform, their accounts reported and deleted. It made a swell of pride for his true fans balloon in his chest. They did not tolerate any Izuku slander.

   Though their own social circles were an abundance of never ending support, the opposite could be said for their ex-friend’s fans. Pinky and ChargeBolt’s fanbase in particular made it their civic duty to send death threats and insults to Izuku at an alarming rate. Not only to Izuku, but to Katsuki as well. Telling him that he was too stupid to be a hero if he really believed those pups were his. That he was unsafe to be a hero with his condition. That he supported cheating when not addressing Red Riot being seen with Himiko. All terrible, stupid mob minded things.

   Katsuki and Izuku were not overly concerned about it. Anyone who made serious threats to either of them were noted and sent to Saki to add to a future lawsuit for harassment. Because there was no way Katsuki was going to let anyone with their make-believe shield of anonymity on the internet get away with promising death to them. Especially the ones making absolutely haunting comments to Izuku that made Katsuki see red, talking about committing the most atrocious actions on the Omega.

   It worried Katsuki at first, the next three days after all hell broke loose, how Izuku would feel with the hatred. When he broached the subject, Izuku just glared. “Honestly Kacchan? I thought I’d be sad and beat down. But I’m not, I’m just really fucking mad. Seeing everyone defend us, and seeing that so many people believe me just made it really sink in that I didn’t do anything wrong. So I have no reason to be sad, but I have plenty of reasons to be pissed off.

   Hate is a strong word I never ever use, but right now I hate Mina for what she did. So I’m going to continue to have a wonderful pregnancy, we’re going to have our amazing baby shower and there’s nothing they can do about it because I won’t let them. All that matters is us, our true friends and family, and these precious pups.”

   “That’s the fuckin’ spirit baby.” Katsuki beamed, he loved his mate so much. “We’re gonna continue to live our happy fucking lives and they can all piss off.”

   Over the next few days many heroes spoke out on their opinions regarding the scandal. Almost everyone was on their side, and were aggressive about their support.

   “Hawks! What do you have to say about Izuku Bakugou’s infidelity?”

   Hawks gave an unimpressed look. “Only that anyone who believes that crap needs to get checked into a mental hospital. Izuku ‘Kacchan’ Bakugou cheating? Yeah, and I’m a flightless bird. I mean come on really?”

   “Miruko! Miruko! How do you feel about your former sidekick’s cheating spouse?”

   “HAH?!” She barked angrily, foot pounding the ground in an angry stomp. “Let’s get one thing fucking straight yeah? That little bunny ain’t a fucking cheater. He’s way too good for stupid shit like that. That kit loves that fiery bastard more than I love kickin’ in villain’s heads and you better show him some goddamn respect.”

   “Jeanist! Any words on the Bakugou cheating scandal?”

   The man held up his hand, pushing distance between him and the paparazzi. “First of all, step back, I can smell your rancid breath which means you’re way too close to me. Second of all, Izuku is one of the most genuine people I have ever had the pleasure of knowing in my life and does not deserve any of this childish petty slander slapped to his name. Have the day you deserve, goodbye.”

  “Endeavor! What do you have to say about your son associating with an alleged cheater? Do you think he’s secretly the father?!”

   Endeavor blinked. “Who are we talking about?”

   “Izuku Bakugou! DynaMight’s close friends have spoken out about Izuku Bakugou’s pregnancy being the product of an affair! What do you have to say to that?”

   Endeavor looked extremely confused. “Izuku Bakugou? Small little Omega? Green curls? Green eyes? Lots of freckles? That Izuku Bakugou?”

   The press now looked just as confused. “Um…yes?”

   The man barked out a sharp loud laugh. “My god that’s the most ridiculous accusation I’ve ever heard.”

   “Have…have you not seen the news? Read the articles about DynaMight’s friends  speaking out?”

   “No, I don’t watch or read any of that trash media scandal nonsense. I have much better things to do with my retired life. Like atoning to my family for being a flaming sack of garbage.” Endeavor snapped. “What I do know is my sons Shouto and Touya have always been excellent judges of character. Both had no hesitation on calling me out of my terrible abuse and bullshit. If they stand by Izuku Bakugou it’s legitimate. Not only that, but I’ve personally met Izuku Bakugou on many occasions and refuse to ever believe that little kind hearted kid would ever do such a thing.”

   “All Might! All Might! What do you have to say about the drama surrounding your youngest adoptive son?!”

   Toshinori looked irritated. “I’d really like to get my groceries in peace if you don’t mind.”

   “Will you be disowning him if the pups are not DynaMight’s?” They pestered on.

   The man reached up to pinch the bridge of his nose. “My god this is sheer ridiculous nonsense. My youngest son is one of the most honest and sincere individuals I’ve ever met. The blessing of having him as a son has never lost its luster. The people who paraded around acting as his friends should be ashamed of themselves for spreading such heinous and hurtful lies about my boy. I’m sure the consequences of their actions will not even begin to atone for how they have treated him. Now leave me be, my wife is out of paprika.”

   They’d even gone to Shiggy’s daycare to try and get his opinion on his adoptive brother, but the cops were called and all of them were escorted off the premises. The same happened with Touya, the paparazzi and reporters showing up to his fire station. Only he just turned the hose on them and sprayed them until they left.

   Sidekicks and other heroes that had interactions with Izuku were quick to say that they found it berserk to think someone like Izuku would cheat. Many of the sidekicks that had a popularity boost because of being featured in Izuku’s blog were viciously protective of him and made it known. 

   Though none of the fiery support stopped those who were convinced otherwise, and it was getting annoying very quickly. So he chose to focus on the baby shower with Izuku. Who was now twenty-eight weeks pregnant. 

   “Are you excited dude?” Eijriou asked as they made the last of the sides for their big feast. Mitsuki and Inko showed up a few hours early to decorate the living room. Izuku was still upstairs with Himiko, getting ready and waiting to be surprised by the decor. “In like, less than three hours you’re gonna know the gender of your pups! Dude, I’m excited for you!”

   Katsuki chuckled at his best friend’s enthusiasm. “Hell yeah I’m excited, I’m also fucking nervous as shit. I can’t tell what’ll be more hell, all girls or all boys.”

   Eijirou snorted. “Nah I think you’d love a group of princesses. A group of boys? Man, this house is gonna be a battle ground. Especially with that loud and proud Bakugou blood coursing through their veins.”

   “The old hag is gonna have a riot laughing her damn ass off as I lose my mind.” Katsuki groaned. “Pay back for the years I was a fuckin’ knuckle head Alpha.”

   “Thought you were gonna cut back on cussing dude.” Eijirou teased.

   Katsuki sighed, looking up at the ceiling and closing his eyes. Praying for patience and strength. “Dammit I keep forgetting.”

   “Just don’t do it around the pups.” Eijirou laughed. “Izuku will have your head. Couch till college, remember?”

   Together they brought out the sides to set on the table and Katsuki made sure all the plates were set out with the silverware. He’d opted for throw away plastic plates and silverware so he wouldn’t have to worry about washing dishes. It was going to be a very cheerful night and he wanted to spend it mostly at Izuku’s side. With the kitchen cleaned up he’d leave the baby shower decorations up for the next day because he knew Izuku would want to look at them in the morning.

   The doorbell rang, and Katsuki jogged to open it. Once again Tenya and Aoyama were first to arrive. Though Aoyama practically sprinted past him with an excited squeal to see the decor. Tenya snorted at his mate’s enthusiasm, holding a large present with smaller presents stacked on top. 

   “Greetings, we’re obviously extremely excited.” Tenya chuckled.

   “Glad to see it.” Katsuki laughed back. “You leave Haru with a babysitter?”

   Tenya nodded, coming inside. “As well behaved as he is, this wouldn’t be much fun for him and we didn’t want him kicking up a fuss and taking the attention away from Izuku. Especially considering the last time we got together.”

   Katsuki grimaced at the mention of their ex-friends. “Probably a good call, you know your pup best.”

   “I also hope I’m not overstepping.” Tenya said in a quiet serious tone. “Forgive me for being presumptuous, but I have a discreet team of guards stationed in the area. Just in case any certain individuals were to make unwelcomed appearances.”

   Katsuki felt a rush of affection for his former class president. He remembered a time when he thought Tenya was nothing but a stuck up rule abiding know it all bastard who saw himself superior to others. Both of them grew significantly through their years in the hero course. Katsuki realized his view of Tenya was due to his still lingering immaturity when it came to authority figures; while Tenya learned to adapt to others and see everyone for their strengths rather than trying to force people into roles he saw fit.

   If they were the type of group to follow hierarchy dynamics, Katsuki would gladly nominate Tenya as the pack Alpha instead of himself. The man had a keen instinct for leadership, and was fiercely protective of his people.

   “Not at all, I really fu-freaking appreciate it.” Katsuki reassured him. 

   The rest of the guests arrived shortly after, all bearing gifts with joy sparkling in their eyes. No one else brought up the half of the group that was no longer welcome, and carried forward with extreme excitement. Inko went upstairs to tell Izuku it was finally time to come down, and Katsuki was buzzing with anticipation. Izuku didn’t show him what he’d be wearing, and he was ready to be blown away by how beautiful his mate was.

   Himiko came down first, excitedly going to sit next to Eijirou with her eyes filled with joy. Then came the pregnant Omega, Inko holding Izuku’s hand to help him carefully down the stairs. It felt like everyone was breathless, the air sucked from the room as they took in Izuku’s glowing appearance. Katsuki thought he’d been prepared, but it felt like he was falling head over heels in love all over again.

   Body flooded with awe and heart thudding quickly in his chest. Katsuki felt overwhelmed with the astonishment that he was looking at the love of his life. That the person that looked like beauty incarnate was his. That he’d said yes to a life with Katsuki, married him, and was carrying their pups.

   Izuku was wearing a white lace, off the shoulder blouse top. The sleeves ruffled thick while the bodice was sheer to show a light hint of his skin tone. Highlighting his gorgeous swollen stomach and paired with silky comfortable beige, stretchy, flowing pants. A crown of tiny pink rose buds and baby’s breath flowers was nestled between his curls.

   Katsuki didn’t even realize he was crying silently until Izuku’s expression melted into adoring fondness. “Oh Kacchan don’t cry! You’re going to make me cry!”

   “Fuck.” Katsuki gasped for air. “I’m the luckiest fucking bastard alive. What the fuck?”

   Everyone chuckled at Katsuki and cooed at Izuku, while the Omega selectively ignored the string of expletives in order to give Katsuki a kiss. Izuku was utterly delighted by the beautiful decorations, and ended up teary eyed with happiness. The party was in full swing, and Katsuki felt high with the emotions he was feeling.

   Izuku was living the dream, getting gushed over and complimented on how much the pregnancy glow suited him. Adorably rosy cheeked with glittering eyes, his pregnancy pudgy hands in a permanent hold over his stomach.

   Once everyone was situated in the living room with plates of food, Mitsuki and Inko started to explain the games they had planned. The first game each guest got a bag stuffed full of baby socks, tasked to match up as many pairs as possible within a certain time limit. The prize being that Izuku would open the winner’s present.

    “This is a lot of damn socks.” Katsuki mused as he felt the bulky little bag. 

   Mitsuki snorted. “Believe me you’ll be thankful when the time comes. You’ll lose so many damn socks you’ll lose your mind, and you got three pups.”

   Momo nodded with an exasperated expression. “Goodness I can’t count the number of socks that just disappear into thin air. Or how many socks our girls would just rip off when we weren’t looking.”

   Tenya sighed. “I can't believe the amount of times my employees at the agency would come to me with one of Haru’s socks they’d found laying around the building.”

   Inko put twenty seconds on the clock, while Mitsuki had her camera ready, and everyone was buzzing with energy as she counted down. “Go!”

   Giggles and laughter filled the air as everyone frantically dumped their bags on their laps and started to maniacally sift through the piles to match up pairs. Katsuki smacked his teeth in frustration as he saw so many of the damn socks looked the same with only slight differences. 

   It felt like the time went by in the blink of an eye when Inko announced time up. Eijirou threw his arms up in celebration. “Ten pairs, let’s go!”

   He jumped up, scrambling for his big present and bringing in a giant box. Izuku excitedly ripped off the wrapping paper and gasped in delight when the three seater baby stroller was revealed. It was a high end brand, and built to last. Not to mention it was in DynaMight’s color theme.

   “Damn Eiji that’s fu-freaking lit.” Katsuki said, admiring the great gift.

   Eijirou smiled brightly. “Had it custom designed bro! Gotta gear up the Dynababies.”

   The next game was a word scramble game with fifteen words specifically created by Toshinori to fit hero themes and things about the WonderDuo. Whoever finished first won, and Inko played the jeopardy music as they tried to unscramble the words. 

   Izuku threw up his card. “FINISHED!”

   “What on earth was the second one?” Shouto asked, looking extremely confused.

    “Search and Rescue.” Sero answered.

   Shouto stared at the scrambled words. “Oh, duh.”

   With Inko’s help Izuku waddled over to the pile of gifts and picked up a medium sized rectangular present. He gave it to a surprised Katsuki. “This is for you Kacchan.”

   He smiled. “Thought this was all about you baby.”

   “Well you are my husband and the sire of my pups, of course I want to get you gifts as well.” Izuku chirped.

   Katsuki opened the gift, and ran his hands over the kit to make prints and plasters of their pup’s hands and feet. A sticky note in Izuku’s handwriting said it was for Katsuki to display in his office so that he always had his family with him.

   It choked Katsuki up. “Thank you love, I’ll put these on my desk as soon as we get them made.”

   “Oh that’s so cuuuute!” Himiko gushed. “I didn’t know they made take-home kits, I thought you had to pay someone to do that.”

   “I didn’t know that either!” Aoyama said. “Tenya and I took Haru to an art gallery to get it done. Now I’m jealous.”

   The next game was hilarious, as it was a pick up the pacifier game. Only they weren’t allowed to use their hands, and instead had to use a chopstick held in their mouth. They were all snickering like crazy as Inko set the timer, and Mitsuki looked a little too smug to be recording Katsuki looking ridiculous.

   When Inko yelled go, they were bobbing like deranged ducks to  the coffee table filled with scattered pacifiers. When Shinsou proved to not be able to pick up a single pacifier, he changed tactics and instead whipped his head to smack Sero’s chopstick. Making the pacifiers fall off.

   “Oh you bastard.” Sero laughed as his chopstick fell out his mouth.

   The time was up and Katsuki stood in victory before setting the chopstick full of pacifiers down. He brought over a small gift, and gave it to Izuku. 

   He opened the gift and his face filled with amazed awe when he saw the four sets of diamond earrings. One was much bigger than the tiny three sets. 

   “The small ones are obviously for the pups when we get their ears pierced.” Katsuki said with pride. “Then the big set is for you, so you all can match.”

   “Oh Kacchan.” Izuku warbled. “They’re beautiful, thank you.”

   “Son of a…why didn’t I think of that?” Tenya chided himself.

   Aoyama giggled, patting his Alpha’s leg. “Sweet love you bought me beautiful jewelry.”

   Tenya still pouted, and looked at Katsuki. “That’s a brilliant gift, well done Katsuki.”

   The games continued, and many wonderful gifts were opened. Everything that had been on their itinerary was purchased and the highest end products the market had to offer. Izuku blushed as Himiko gifted him a top of the line breast pump with bottles made to be frozen and heated up. She explained that many dams complained about how uncomfortable common market breast pumps were, and the one she got her hands on was the most highly rated.

   “Oh believe me Izuku,” Aoyama said. “You’ll be praising that pump. When Haru started teething I swore he was gonna bite my damn nipples off. My chest would get so sore too when he wasn’t hungry, so I’d just plop those things in the freezer.”

   “We can show you how to set it up later.” Momo promised. 

   Then it came time for the long awaited moment as they headed into the backyard. Katsuki was almost bouncing out of his skin as they got the smoke candles ready. Both of their hands were shaking as they held onto one in the middle, and the other two in either hands. 

   Masaru lit the wicks, and they were all crowded in front of the couple in excitement. “Ready? One, two, three!”

   As soon as they were done counting down for the allotted time the candles said it would take for the smoke to appear, the colors whirled around them.

   Two blue, and one pink.

   Everyone screamed and cheered. Katsuki dropped his candle and wrapped his arms around Izuku, lifting his mate into the air and spinning him around. Crying and laughing and yelling in absolute bliss. He set Izuku down, the Omega shining brighter than the sun and it hit Katsuki again just what this meant for them.

   He fell to his knees, hands hiding his face as he sobbed. It was real. They had two boys and a girl on the way. They had a family waiting to be born into the world. A whole new future of being parents. A future Katsuki dreaded he’d never have or be able to give Izuku.

   “Kacchan.” Izuku was sobbing too, and before his beautiful husband could try to squat down to him Katsuki was back on his feet, hugging him. 

   “Two boys and a girl!” He shouted, then everyone was descending on them in a cacophony of celebration. When Katsuki finally let go of Izuku, his mother was barreling into his arms. He laughed and wrapped his arms around her.

   “Katsuki, my baby!” She wailed. “I’m so fucking happy for you!”

   “Ma.” His voice wavered. “I’m so happy, I feel like…god I can’t even explain it.”

   “My precious son.” Mitsuki’s voice was equally wrecked with tears.

   Masaru wrapped both his arms around them, not even able to say anything as the man blubbered tearfully. 

   Then the parents swapped as they went to Izuku, and Inko with Toshinori went to Katsuki. Inko held his face gently. “You’re going to be a wonderful father! I couldn’t have ever dreamed of a more perfect son in law.”

   “Look at you my boy.” Toshinori sniffled. “You’ve become quite the grown man. A husband, a father, a hero.”

   If Katsuki hadn’t already been crying before, that statement from his hero would’ve made him ball like a baby.

   Eijirou, Sero, Shinsou, Shouto, and Tenya all came crashing into Katsuki. Tossing him around in a mock mosh pit of chaos as they were all yelling and cheering. Tenya then picked Katsuki up and held him in the air like he was fucking Simba. He just laughed at the hilarity of it all, face hurting from smiling so hard. 

   They saved the candles to go into a memory box, and went back inside to eat dessert. It was late into the night when people started to teeter out. Izuku had fallen asleep with a happy little grin on his face, and Katsuki carried him up to their bedroom. Carefully undressing him and tucking him into bed, cuddled in Katsuki’s arms. He fell asleep like that, a hand gently cupped over the bump where their future grew.

~ ~ ~ 

   Izuku was currently editing a video to go up on his channel when he decided to take a little break and check his social media. He looked at the baby shower post for the millionth time, smiling happily at the wonderful pictures and videos. He’d sent them to a gallery to get sized up so they could hang on their walls.

   They had decided on the names Katsuya, Itsuki, and Izumi though they were going to wait to announce that till the babies arrived. He’d already gone on a shopping spree now that they knew the genders, and his wishlist was promptly emptied. 

   The response to the baby shower post was largely positive, and so many talented artists had even drawn art of their favorite moments. What surprised Izuku was that a lot of people that had been on the fence concerning the infidelity rumors seemed to have made up their minds.

   TheHeroStan: Dude, look at them, look how in love they are. There’s no way Izuku cheated, it’s bullshit. I mean I was a little skeptical cause you know…heartbreaking rumors like that end up being true half the time. Remember Ed “My Omega’ man from the TryingDudes? But…I really think Pinky and her friends are fucking lying now.

   ButtercupPrincess: Wouldn’t DynaMight’s Alpha senses reject Izuku if he was truly with someone else’s pups? Like he would be able to tell.

   LethalDeviant: There’s no fucking way Izuku could fake being that sincere. Those are 100% DynaMight’s pups. 

   IssacClark’sWife: I read up on SPAS cause I wanted to make an informed decision on who I believed, and Pinky is full of fucking shit. It’s absolutely possible nowadays to conceive even if your partner has SPAS. Those are DynaMight’s pups and Izuku is NOT a cheater.

   KillJoy1276: Pinky probably has the hots for DynaMight and that’s why she started those horrible rumors! 

   It seemed that they were on the trending side of social media and the news again. As the hashtags IzukuNotACheater, PinkytheLiar, and WonderDuoBabyShower were in the top five trending topics.

   Unfortunately Eijirou’s divorce with Mina was still gasoline on the gossip mill bonfire. After the baby shower the Alpha had told Izuku and Katsuki that he’d crowded their den for long enough and found an apartment he liked. Of course they were adamant that Eijirou was always welcome in their home and would never be a burden, but knew the man needed time to process and work with his new normal. 

   Himiko took him up on the offer for the guest room, and was insistent on paying her share of the rent despite Eijirou not needing any help with it at all. Izuku was sad to see them go, but was a little relieved to have the space to themselves as he got further along in pregnancy. Especially with Katsuki going into work less and less now, and only for a few hours to ensure the change of responsibility went smoothly. 

   Izuku’s nesting instincts were becoming slowly more intense, as he would inspect their home. Making sure everything was to his liking, and coveting everything soft that smelled like the two of them into his nest. His mother, Mitsuki and Shiggy were over often to help quell the pack instincts until the time he would become a lone wolf only tolerating his mate as the due date grew closer. Unfortunately Touya, Masaru, and Toshinori were already pushing his territorial patience, and had to settle for video calls. 

   Their friends took the distance a little better given they were all extremely busy in their daily lives anyways, but Izuku was never lonely as he was constantly on the phone with one if not multiple of their pack members at a time. Even with how happy he was to have such wonderful pack mates and not at all missing the ex-friends that had betrayed them, Izuku couldn’t lie.

   He missed Ochako.

   Sometimes he’d stare at her contact and think about calling her. To find answers, and maybe work on mending their friendship. She had been his best friend, and they did everything together for so long. Ochako was the sister he never had, and her doubts on his faithfulness hurt so much worse than anyone else’s.

   He’d always imagined that if they ever did get pregnant, that Ochako would be the one planning the baby shower. She’d been his maid of honor at his wedding, put on the same level of importance as Shiggy as his best man. 

   What had he done wrong?

   Before he could get too lost in his thoughts his phone pinged with a message. Shiggy texted him that the sidekick Izuku was about to interview was at the door and if he wanted his brother to escort him up. Quickly Izuku told him yes and set up the streaming program to go live. Normally he’d greet his blog guests at the door, but the stairs were Izuku’s new enemy. There was a knock at the door, before Shiggy opened it.

   “Here he is.” Shiggy said. “I’ll be downstairs if you need me Zu, got my ringer on.”

   Izuku smiled at his brother and the sidekick. “Thank you! Hello, thank you so much for coming!”

   The young man blushed, reaching out to shake Izuku’s hand. “Thanks, it’s great to meet you too.”

   “Go ahead and have a seat, I have a mini fridge with some beverages if you get thirsty at any point. If you’re all set to go, then we’ll go ahead and start the live.”

   He nodded, settling down into the chair. “For sure.”

   Izuku went through with the countdown screen for his live interview starting, before it went on air. He grinned, doing his famous double wave. “Hello my wonderful heroes! Thank you so much for tuning in today, I have with me Sharpshooter, a brand new sidekick from Snipe’s agency.”

   Sharpshooter smirked, doing a mock little gun with his fingers. “Hey what’s up, gun slingers?”

   “Thank you so much for being here today.” Izuku said sweetly.

   “Well thank you for having me, I feel like it’s on every hero’s bucket list to be on your blog.” Sharpshooter said charmingly.

   “So tell me Sharpshooter, what is your quirk and how have you applied it to your hero career?” Izuku asked pleasantly, and let the new rookie hero go into explaining about himself. Asking the typical question Izuku would ask for sidekicks that were getting started in their career. Letting the audience get to know the young man.

   What heroes he looked up to, who he aspired to be like, what his favorite villain take downs were. Things that fleshed out Sharpshooter’s personality. Izuku had a good time as he always did, and made sure to ask the questions his audience wanted to know as well.

   “Well again, thank you so much for coming here to talk to me. I’m sure we’ll all be watching your career and cheering you on as you go forth!” Izuku said cheerfully. “Is there anything else you’d like to add before we wrap this up today?”

   “Yeah,” Sharpshooter’s kind expression morphed into something more serious, his tone too. “When are you going to leave your husband like you promised me?”

   The shock made Izuku freeze, staring at Sharpshooter in utter stupefaction as the words struggled to register in his mind. His blood turned ice cold as the tips of his fingers tingle and his legs went numb. Ears and back of his neck were hot with pure dread.

    “What?” Izuku gasped, practically choked out.

   Sharpshooter leaned in closer, a desperate look in his eyes. “Are you really going to pretend like what we had was nothing? Was I really just a dirty little secret for you?”

   Out of his periphery Izuku could see the chat going insane. Capital letters, keyboard smashes, exclamation points and question marks. Though his instincts were taking over in a more primal side as his Omega screamed danger. 

   “Wh-what are y-you even talking about?! This is the first time I’m ever seeing you in person!” Izuku heard himself stutter in a terrified voice in a sort of out of body way. “You’re nineteen!”

   Tears started to spill down Sharpshooter’s face as he looked genuinely distressed. “So you lied to me when you said you loved me? That you were going to leave DynaMight for me?”

   Izuku felt like his mind was a spiraling mess of static as he tried to get away, too heavy to get out of his chair as Sharpshooter stood up.

   “Those pups are mine aren’t they?!” Sharpshooter demanded.

   “TENKO!” Izuku cried out, screamed. 

   “Why won’t you stop lying and just tell the truth! Was I really just a means of an end to you?” Sharpshooter continued.

   The door burst open, and Shiggy looked the most furious Izuku had ever seen him. The Omega grabbed the young Alpha roughly by the back of the neck, squeezing hard and twisting his arm behind his back. “You fucking little shit! You come into my baby brother’s home trying to fucking use this scandals as a means to fame?! I’ll fucking kill you!”

   “Izuku tell them about the affair! When DynaMight was in Budapest!” Sharpshooter snarled as Shiggy roughly dragged him out of the room.

   “I don’t even know you!” Izuku sobbed, hands gripping his hair. Chest heaving as he tried to control his breathing. “Why are you doing this!?”

   He could hear the young sidekick yelling and arguing as Shiggy screamed at him, the thumps of his brother dragging the intruder down the stairs forcefully. Izuku’s vision was spinning as he looked around, trying to scramble and figure out what to do. He could see comments flitting by at the speed of light.

   IzukuNum1Fan: Izuku please calm down! We believe you!

   WonderDuoLuver: Call DynaMight please!!! Izuku don’t drop! 

   DynaMightsLeftSock: EVERYONE @ DYNAMIGHT!! HE NEEDS TO GET TO IZUKU!!!

   FlowerQueen: IZUKU TAKE DEEP BREATHS WE DON’T BELIEVE A WORD HE SAID!!!

   Anarchist256: EVERYONE @ SNIPE HE NEEDS TO BE FIRED!!!!

   Izuku needed to call Katsuki, he needed his mate. His hands fumbled his phone, vision too blurry to see. He hit the contact on his screen and put the phone to his ear, listening to it ring. It only rang twice before picking up.

   “K-Kacchan! Kacchan I need…help I c-can’t br…breathe! Kacchan, I’m so scared right now!” Izuku cried. “He…he…Sh-Sharpshooter said such aw-awful things! I was Live! Kacchan!”

   “Izuku?” It wasn’t Katsuki, it was Ochako. “Izuku are you okay? What’s happening?!”

   He just cried, thinking of the lies the sidekick he’d only wanted to get to know spat at him. Thinking of Ochako believing the lies of his infidelity. Thinking how much of a shit storm this was going to cause. Fearing that he was going to drop, that he was going to lose the babies. That Katsuki would hate him for ruining this chance for them if he did lose them. The fear of Katsuki believing the sidekick.

   “Izu keep talking to me okay?” Ochako’s voice was warbled, but Izuku thought it might’ve been his imagination as the world spun. “I’m coming okay? Are you at home right now?”

   “Y-yes.” He hiccuped, scooting the chair back to curl against the wall. 

   “Deep breaths Izu, it’s okay! It’s gonna be okay! I’m gonna message Katsuki alright?! I’ll be right there, I’m not far at all. Just take deep breaths for me Izu.” She said frantically. “Are you alone?! Is anyone with you?”

   “S-Shiggy…he…he kicked Shar…he kicked him ou-out.” Izuku’s breath hitched and gasped as he tried to calm down, focusing on his former best friend’s voice.

   “Okay, he’ll be back soon! Just take deep breaths come on Izu. In and out. Nice and slow.” 

   Shiggy came back upstairs, his phone to his ear. Izuku looked up and could see that his knuckles were bloody. “Izuku, Katsuki’s coming okay? He’s on his way right now. That bastard’s gone, alright? Don’t worry we’re going to sue the fuck out of that piece of shit.”

   Izuku was shaking, looking over to see the stream was still going. Shiggy followed his line of sight and cursed, walking over to end the Live. It was a blur from there as Shiggy carried him to his nest. Putting Katsuki on speaker as he was still on the phone with Ochako. Both talking to him, though sounding like they were deep under water.

   “Izuku I’m here!” Ochako said, then hung up. 

   He didn’t know if she somehow let herself in, or if Shiggy did. But he looked up moments later to see her in the doorway, and he cried harder. She rushed to him, wrapping her arms around him as her familiar scent flooded his nose. He sagged into her, sobbing and babbling to her that it was all lies. That he didn’t even know Sharpshooter.

   “I know Izuku.” She cried, shaking as she rocked him back and forth. “I know, I’m so sorry Izuku, I’m so fucking sorry. I know you didn’t cheat on Katsuki. I’m so sorry, I know you didn’t. I know he’s lying, I know. I’m sorry. I should’ve been there for you, I’m a horrible, terrible friend. I believe you, it’s gonna be okay.”

   Izuku just let her hold him as he felt himself slowly calm down, head pounding from the vicious sobbing session. Feeling sick and exhausted. Betrayed once again by someone he didn’t even know personally. 

   “What the fuck is she doing here?” Katsuki’s voice snarled demonically. His eyes were blazing with rage as his fangs were bared. Shiggy wisely tugged on Ochako’s arm to get her out of the way.

   She flinched as Katsuki hissed at her as he made his way to Izuku’s side, though she tilted her head in submission. The Alpha watched the two of them leave the room and Shiggy closed the door. “We’ll be downstairs.”

   Once Katsuki felt their den was safe, he cuddled Izuku tightly. “Tell me what happened love.”

   Izuku spilled everything. How the interview went on like normal, how nothing seemed out of the ordinary. Only for the sidekick to start spouting out lies about them having an affair. Making it seem as if Izuku had preyed upon him and his young heart. Promised him he’d leave Katsuki, and insinuated that the pups were his. 

   “That little fuck was doing that shit to boost his popularity.” Katsuki growled. “Don’t worry Izuku, he’ll never see the fucking charts after I’m done with his worthless lying ass.”

   “Kacchan I promise I didn’t.” Izuku found himself desperate. “I’ve never even seen him before today! You can check our email chain, I never once—”

   “I know Izuku, fuck I know. I’d never for a second believe anyone who said otherwise.” Katsuki reassured him, kissing his wet cheeks. “You don’t ever have to defend yourself to me, I’ll always believe you over anyone else.”

   That just made Izuku start crying all over again, and Katsuki held him through it. Giving him sweet compliments and reassurances. Letting him know that he never questioned Izuku’s faithfulness. 

   When he was finally done crying, Izuku was left with a horrific migraine, and feeling very dehydrated. “Do you want to stay up here? I’ll get you some water.”

   Izuku took a deep, shuddering breath and shook his head. “I’ll go downstairs. You need to call Saki and I need to call Madii.”

   Katsuki took a deep breath as well. “Alright. This is the last time I’m leaving the house, I’m done with work. I’m starting my leave today. I won’t leave you like that again.”

   He held on tight as Katsuki carried him downstairs, and into the living room where Shiggy and Ochako sat anxiously. Katsuki sat Izuku down on the couch in the little nest there. Though he was eyeing Ochako distrustfully. 

   “Why the fuck are you here?” He asked again sharply.

   Ochako stood, fiddling with her fingers and looking ashamed. “I know I have no right, after what I said. After how I treated Izuku. I was wrong, I know. I was so horribly wrong and I regret that night so much.”

   “What you fucking see the shit parade Pinky and fucking ChargeBolt are in after slandering my goddamn mate and suddenly decide you’re not eating their ass anymore?” Katsuki growled.

   She shook her head. “No, even before then I knew I made a horrible mistake. I…I never truly believed Izuku cheated on you. I know he would never do that, but…but I was incredibly selfish and a despicable friend. I had terrible reasons for why I lashed out, and they’re stupid unforgivable reasons. I’ll never be able to take back not standing up for the two of you, and I understand if you never want to see me again, but I’d…I would like to explain.”

   “I don’t know if you could ever give me an explanation that’ll satisfy me for betraying my mate!” Katsuki yelled. “Whatever stupid fucking reason you had will never be enough for breaking his heart!”

   Tears spilled down her cheeks as she nodded, lips wobbling. “I-I know. I know, I’m sorry. It’s no one’s fault but my own, and I promise I’ll leave you alone forever after I explain.”

   Katsuki snarled, running a hand through his hair. Then he looked down at Izuku, who nodded. “Fine, but Himiko deserves to be here too. You can explain to all of us why you decided to be a backstabbing bitch.”

   Ochako bit her lip, but nodded again. “Right, okay.”

   Katsuki huffed. “I’m getting Izuku some water, Shigs watch her fucking ass I don’t trust her.”

   Shiggy nodded, and Katsuki went to do as he said. The four of them sat together in relative silence as Katsuki called both Saki and Madii. His PR agent was infuriated, cursing and spitting as she promised to utterly crush Sharpshooter’s career and personally call Snipe about his sidekick. Madii promised to speed over as soon as they were done with their next two patients.

   His phone was already blowing up with messages from the pack and their family, and from what Izuku could see, everyone was angry. Izuku had left his phone upstairs, and he was glad for it. Otherwise he’d just send himself into another panic just thinking about how the internet was reacting. 

   There was a knock at the door half an hour later, and Shiggy went to go answer it. When he came back, Himiko was at his side. Together they sat down, and Katsuki looked at Ochako.

   “Alright, start explaining.” He ordered.

   Ochako took a deep breath. “I was jealous of Izuku.”

   Even though Himiko had already told Izuku about Ochako’s jealousy, it was still a punch in the gut to hear it from her himself.

   “It’s nothing you did Izuku.” Ochako said softly, voice full of regret. “You were nothing but a wonderful, perfect friend. I didn’t even realize how bitter I was, I thought I’d gotten over it and that…I wouldn’t let it affect our friendship. I love you like a brother, and you’re…you were my best friend.”

   She paused a moment, gathering her thoughts.

   “I guess it started because I used to have feelings for Katsuki.”

   They all reared back in surprise at this admission, Himiko especially.

   “I don’t anymore, in fact I think I confused admiration for infatuation. But I was a little jealous back then, because I had a crush on him. I respected your relationship though, and even knew that you two were always meant to be together. Back then I just couldn’t help but wonder what it would have been like if I’d had a chance.” She sighed. “I was never popular in school because I was poor, and was bullied a lot because my clothes were thrifted or old. So no one ever looked my way with romantic interest, and I hadn’t thought it bothered me. I was focused on becoming a hero so I wouldn’t have to worry about money, so I was focused on studying.

   I think having someone I was finally interested in being unavailable was a small blow, but I wasn’t too beat up over it. Especially after we got closer and became friends. Then through you I met Himiko, and I experienced what real love was like.”

   Ochako looked at her wife as she said that.

   “I promise Himi, I didn’t enter a relationship with you harboring feelings for someone else. My love for you was and is still genuine and true. I realized it had been a puppy crush and nothing more for Katsuki.”

   Himiko nodded, looking relieved but still cautious.

   She looked at Izuku again. “After that, I think it was little things. Getting introduced to your family. Your parents treated you with so much love and adoration, it made me think of how my parents were just black holes of greed. They mooched off of me because I didn’t know how to separate myself from them. I tried so hard to be a good daughter and help them, but they always asked for more. Your parents never treated you like a means to an end, and I was jealous of that. But I was a little jealous of everyone’s parents that actually treated their kids like…well their kid. So I told myself it wasn’t a big deal.

   Then it was watching you shine even when everyone tried to hold you back because you were Quirkless. I admired your tenacity, your strength, and your perseverance. I felt so lucky to be your friend and watch you rise even when others brought you down. But I also felt like I was lacking that same drive, even as I worked so hard. Even as I dedicated myself to being a hero for more than just money. Though no matter how hard I trained or worked, I felt like you always shined brighter than me. I was happy for you, I am happy for you. I always knew you’d be wonderful, but I couldn’t help but be envious of that too. Again, I told myself it was natural to be a little jealous of your friend’s successes. As long as I didn’t let that taint our friendship, as long as I kept true to myself and kept pushing myself to be better. I’d be satisfied one day. I’d look at myself and feel the same as I did about you.

   Then those feelings came more frequently. I built it into my head that you had this perfect life, and everything was so effortless for you. While I had to work harder and push myself more to get recognition. Which I know isn’t true, our paths are different but we both worked to get where we were. I thought I had everything under control, but then…”

   She blinked away tears.

   “It was like all those disgusting, horrible thoughts and jealousy came rushing to the surface that night. A terrible part of my brain thought ‘finally he isn’t so perfect’ and it was like…I couldn’t control myself. Even though I knew, I fucking knew, that you would never do something so horrible to Katsuki—I became someone terrible. I hadn’t even realized that I’d so badly wanted there to be something not perfect about you. I wanted to finally be better than you. And I’m sorry, I’m so sorry Izuku. I promise it was never anything you ever did to make me…to make me feel like this. I had—have issues I need to work through. I have self esteem and worth issues I never addressed, and I let it make me a terrible friend. I let it make me an ugly person.”

   Izuku was crying again, listening as Ochako’s voice warbled as she said this to him.

   “A-and.” She stuttered, face contorting in misery. “I don’t want to be an ugly person! I want to be your best friend! I want to be happy, and grateful for everything I have. I want to be a good wife, and…and I let everyone down. I let myself down. If I’d just been honest, I could’ve gotten help, I could’ve realized the path I was going down. I would’ve had the courage to reach out, but I didn’t. Instead I ruined my relationships. I tried to turn my wife against you. I let those feelings fester, and I’m so sorry. I missed you so much but I was too scared to tell you the truth. Then I saw how everyone was treating you and I got even more scared that I’d been a part of that. But then you called me by accident and…and I thought that if you died I’d never get the chance to apologize. I’d never get the chance to tell Himiko I love her and how sorry I was. I’d never have a chance to be your friend again.”

   Izuku couldn’t help himself anymore as he struggled to stand with Katsuki’s help, going to Ochako and wrapping her in a hug. Letting her cling onto him and cry as she apologized over and over. When he pulled away, Himiko hugged her wife.

   It took a while before the tears stopped, and Ochako took several deep breaths to calm herself down. She gave a weak smile. “I um…I started seeing a therapist. He’s really nice, and has helped me a lot.”

   “I’m glad.” Izuku said truthfully, his heart filling full. “Thank you for telling me Ocha, and explaining. I missed you too, and while it doesn’t erase the hurt fully, it does give me closure on the situation with you.”

   She nodded.

   “I forgive you, and I want us to be friends again.” Izuku said. “I can see that you’re sincere, and you’re working on making yourself better.”

   Ochako’s eyes glittered with tears. “Thank you, I promise I’ll never treat you like that again. I’ll be sorry for that for the rest of my life, and I’ll get better.”

   She turned to Katsuki, who had a carefully blank expression.

   “I’m sorry to you too Bakugou. I’m sorry I destroyed your trust, when it’s such a hard thing to earn, and it’s a privilege so few have. I promise I’ll do everything in my power to make up for this. To atone.”

   Katsuki let out a deep defeated sigh, rolling his eyes. “I ain’t forgiving you yet, cause what you did was fucking awful. But I’ll be a fucking hypocrite if I look down on someone who is trying to make themselves better. I support Izuku’s decision, and I’ll be civil with you until I feel I can trust you again.”

   She breathed in relief. “Thank you.”

   Then she turned to Himiko.

   “Himi, I’m so sorry to you too. I was being a horrible wife, and I tried to make you go against your own morals. I know how you feel about animosity amongst friends and family, and I ignored that. I promise you though, that I never believed those rumors of you and Kirishima. Even if you had found comfort, it was my own fault and not my business. But if you let me, I will work on being a better wife. I’ll work on learning to be more honest with you, and let you see the parts of me that aren’t so pretty so you can help. A marriage is a partnership, but I was hiding myself away from you. You’re the most beautiful, intelligent, wonderful, amazing thing that has ever happened to me and I love you more than anything in the world.”

   Himiko sniffled. “You’re an idiot I hate you, but I love you too.”

   They hugged again, deep and tight. Comforting and finalizing to bring the turmoil to an end. Shiggy sniffled, and they looked at him. “What?! This is emotional as fuck and I miss my husband now.”

   They laughed.

   “Would you like to see the sonogram photos?” Izuku asked.

   Ochako smiled brightly, eyes shining with gratefulness. “I would love nothing more.”

   Izuku smiled back. The hell storm that would be the fall out of Sharpshooter’s drastic lies could wait. For now, he was happy to have his best friend back.

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Despite the malicious motives and insidiousness that came from Sharpshooter, Izuku had to admit that the sidekick had guts when he doubled down hard on his claims when he was faced with a tidal wave of searing backlash. He posted ‘proof’ on his social media of the alleged affair in the form of screenshots from conversations that never happened. 

   Though he didn’t account for an online individual with computer hacking skills to debunk the screenshots with proof that they were fabricated and made on an app barely an hour after being posted. The outrage that sparked from that had Snipe’s Agency social media getting tagged thousands of times from angry fans and even non fans demanding a statement from them. 

   They released a statement saying that they were sorry for the trouble that was caused, and they would be thoroughly investigating their sidekick before deciding what actions to take regarding the events that took place. The almost nonchalant tone of the statement only infuriated netizens even more. 

   A day later a video went viral of a student that had been in Sharpshooter’s class. The Alpha female bravely recounted that Sharpshooter had always been a pathological liar and narcissist. Taking credit for things other classmates did, pretending to be a leader when he let his teammates do all the work, and outrageous lies told to gain sympathy. Even going as far to claim his grandmother was diagnosed with cancer to get two weeks leave from school, only to brag in a group chat that he was actually on a family vacation in Italy. 

 The day after the video went viral, Izuku turned on the TV to see that all news stations were covering a massive crowd gathered outside of Snipe’s agency. Many of them were holding handmade posters, shirts, and shouting so loudly the reporters could barely be heard. 

   Someone was standing on the steps of the agency with a megaphone. “One, two, three, four! Kick Sharpshooter out the door! One, two, three, four! Kick Sharpshooter out the door!”

    The posters were various different messages against the stigmatized view of Omegas being sex crazed pup craving addicts. Others were pointing out the blatant ableism against Alphas with disabilities. Some shirts said ‘I have SPAS, I’m still an Alpha’. Some were pictures of Izuku and Katsuki together with things saying ‘loyalty’, ‘end game’, and ‘they don’t need your bullshit’. 

   Katsuki teared up when an Alpha father took the megaphone and held a four year old pup on his hip. “I have SPAS and had to have a vasectomy too when I was seven! This is my beautiful daughter! My family cut us out of their lives because they didn’t believe my mate was actually faithful to me, and made me choose between them or my wonderful wife! I chose my wife and I will always choose her! I’m behind the WonderDuo until I die. We won’t stand for the accusations of those who refuse to educate themselves!” 

   A few Omegas from activist groups took the megaphone next, with signs claiming Sharpshooter should be arrested for endangerment of an Omega and their unborn pups. “Do we support a sidekick who was almost responsible for manslaughter?”

   “NO!” The crowd shouted.

   “Is this what your agency stands for, Snipe? Harassment of pregnant Omegas? Do you want us to live in fear of Alphas parading as heroes that target pregnant Omegas? What investigation could you possibly need to do when all the evidence is in front of your faces!?”

   “One, two, three, four! Kick Sharpshooter out the door!” The crowd started chanting again, even angrier. 

   An hour later, security was seen escorting Sharpshooter out of the building. Though it was apparent they weren’t there to make sure he left, but more so to protect him from the angry crowd. The Alpha had his head down, not making eye contact with anyone as he was maneuvered through the mob. Though no one moved for any physical attack, the verbal attack was possibly much worse than any hits they could throw.

   “Omega abuser!” 

   “You’re not a hero!”

   “Attempted murderer!”

   “You should be ashamed of yourself!”

   While the vindictive part of Izuku felt that this was exactly what the Alpha deserved, he couldn’t help but feel extremely sorry for the young boy. He wasn’t the type of person to revel in someone’s misery, and to see the young idiot be faced with pure hatred made something inside of him whine with sympathy. 

   “He pushed you to the edge of a drop Izuku.” Katsuki said to him softly, knowing him so well that he could tell how Izuku was feeling about the situation. “Izuku, you could’ve lost our pups. You could’ve died, or went into a distressed feral state. I could’ve lost all of you. He might not have thought his actions would kill you, but he knew the torment it would cause. Don’t feel sorry for him, he did this shit to himself.” 

   Izuku looked down at his feet, rubbing his arm. “I know Kacchan, he’s just…he’s so young.”

   Katsuki sighed heavily. “Young, yes, but damn well old enough to know his actions were wrong, Zu. As Aizawa always said to us: adult actions have adult consequences. If not you, then it would have been someone else. Would you want that to happen?”

   He shook his head, seeing Katsuki’s point. “No Kacchan, you know I wouldn’t.”

   “Then value your safety too dumby.” Katsuki snorted, reaching out to gently flick his forehead. “There’s a reason the lawsuit was accepted, and that’s because what he did was fucking wrong and dangerous. If we didn’t have a case they would’ve rejected that shit right away.”

   As soon as Madii had confirmed that Izuku and the pups were okay but warned to never get put into a similar situation again otherwise his body wouldn’t be able to take the stress, Katsuki called their lawyers. Sharpshooter would be getting charged with endangerment of a pregnant Omega and the unborn pups, defamation, and Omegan Distress. The young hero’s life was going to be thoroughly ruined, and any hope for a prestigious career over. 

   As soon as Katsuki’s conversation with the lawyers was over, he took their advice to call the cops to report the incident. The two officers that showed up to their house happened to be fans of the WonderDuo, and were outstandingly kind. The female Beta officer that talked to Izuku to get a report on the situation was remarkably patient as Izuku struggled to retell the story, still keyed up from the devastating event. She told him with a soothing tone after writing down everything that she was on Izuku’s side regarding everything that was happening.

   “I’m Quirkless too,” she smiled softly. “I got bullied a lot and my parents were extremely neglectful. I didn’t think I’d ever amount to anything, but then I got a recommendation for your blog on my feed. You changed my life, hell you saved my life. It’s thanks to you that I had the courage to try for the police force, instead of becoming a splat at the bottom of a skyscraper. I’ll always believe and support you Deku.”

   That had Izuku in hormonal tears as he hugged her and told her she was absolutely amazing and he would follow her career religiously. Even asking if she’d like to make an appearance to talk on his blog when he felt ready to post again to talk about Quirkless struggles. Which of course made her cry in return.

   Her partner walked over after talking to Katsuki, then taking the written statements from Ochako and Shiggy. “Knew there were gonna be some tears from you, ya big crybaby.”

   “Shut up.” The female officer giggled.

   Izuku could see the look of fondness for each other in their eyes, and his chest felt sparkles of joy when he realized that the Quirkless female that had lived such a hard childhood had found her happiness in all aspects.

   The Alpha female officer looked at Izuku. “Alrighty Mr. Bakugou, we’ll put all the paperwork in the system and issue a suspension request for Shitshooter to the Hero Commission. Stay safe and take care of those DynaDeku pups, yeah?”

   Katsuki voiced his thoughts about their ex-friends being behind Sharpshooter’s sudden master plan of feeding into Izuku’s cheating rumors when they were settled down later in the day for bed. While Izuku was skeptical that they would go that far, he also hadn’t ever thought they would turn on him like they did. If it ended up being true, their betrayal would just dig deeper into his heart. That sort of maliciousness was diabolical. Not to mention, hatred for him that deep wasn’t something brand new. It would mean that they had ill regards for him for god knows how long. Just thinking about what they’d truly thought of Izuku all these years made him feel sick to the stomach. It felt like the equivalent of swimming in the ocean and seeing a dorsal fin thinking it was a cute dolphin, only to be told later it was actually a massive shark.

   Izuku tried to think if there was anything he ever did that would warrant such hatred, second guessing everything. They’d all been so close when they were in school, or at least he thought they were. It was often joked about that Izuku was an honorary Class A member even though he was in the Support Course. Because Katsuki and he were mated they shared a bonded suite in the Class A dorms, which meant that he hung out with everyone often after school hours.

   Movie nights, dinner time, slumber parties, and weekends shopping. Had Izuku really been an unwanted presence all along?

   “You’re thinking too hard over there nerd, I can practically see steam coming out your ears.” Katsuki said, pulling Izuku out of his train of thought. “You’re gonna overheat the pups.”

   Izuku snorted, scooping up a helping of the spaghetti squash dinner and taking a bite. The sauce and meat was of course spicy. “I don’t think that’s possible, Kacchan.”

   He hummed. “Don’t think about all the shit happening, it doesn’t matter at the end of the day. The pups are almost here and everyone is gonna end up looking like a fucking idiot when they are. They’re gonna look exactly like me.”

   “What with your superior Bakugou genes?” Izuku joked. “If I’m carrying three pups for nine months I want them to at least look a little like me.”

   Katsuki smirked at him. “Yeah I’d like some freckles thrown in. If they get your curly hair that’d be cute. But I’d teach them right away how to properly take care of it so they don’t go through the period of looking like they have a rat’s nest like you did.”

   “Kacchan.” Izuku whined. “I didn’t know, okay? I got the right stuff eventually.”

   “Buying a shit ton of curly hair stuff for all four of y’all is gonna kill the bank.” Katsuki snickered. “How’s your commission work going right now?”

   “My wait list has almost tripled in length after the livestream.” Izuku said. “Everyone wants to show their support, and I’m incredibly thankful but I feel guilty everyone is going to wait so long.”

   “Has anyone tried to rush you?” Katsuki asked seriously.

   “No, no nothing like that. Everyone left notes saying they’ll wait as long as they need to. Everyone for the blog has been rewatching my old videos on repeat to keep my revenue up to give me time until I post again.”

   Katsuki smiled. “Damn I love your fans. Any losses?”

   Izuku shook his head, smiling back. “No, I actually doubled in subscribers. Someone even created a Sharpshooter sticker for the discord forums with an x over his face.”

   That made the Alpha burst out into laughter. “Fucking nice. I gotta commission that mastermind for stickers so I can hand them out to everyone. In fact, I’m gonna make it my damn profile icon.”

   Izuku laughed with him. “Kacchan I’m not sure your PR team will like that.”

   “They can eat my ass. Speaking of PR, Saki was wondering if we were planning on doing a pregnancy photo shoot.”

   His eyes widened, heart racing with excitement. “Oh I didn’t even think about that! Kacchan we have to do it! I can’t believe I didn’t think about it!”

   “Okay okay yeah, knew your nerdy ass was gonna be all over that.” Katsuki said fondly. “I’ll tell her to hook us up with a good photographer.”

   A week later Izuku and Katsuki arrived at a beautiful studio that had been booked out just for them and their privacy. The front of the studio had floor to ceiling windows that showcased a beautiful gallery wall of extremely well taken photos. The inside looked pristine and bright white with a few plants adding pops of color but not taking away the focus of the photographs. Despite the studio being in a relatively secluded low traffic area near a park, they were flanked by a small group for added protection.

   Touya, Shiggy, Eijirou, and Sero had all taken the day off to make sure that no one bothered the two. After the incident with Sharpshooter, they became extremely protective. The pack instincts came to the forefront and demanded they protect the vulnerable pregnant Omega in their group with ferocity. The Alphas wore scent patches out of respect for Izuku, given he was starting to become territorial and his own instincts deemed other Alphas besides Katsuki as intruders.

   Katsuki opened the door for Izuku and together they all walked inside. Touya and Shiggy stayed behind at the door to make sure no one came in while Eijirou and Sero continued on with them. They rounded the wall of photos to the reception desk further in, and their photographer was there waiting for them with Saki.

   The male Omega photographer brightened upon seeing them, eyes positively beaming with excitement. He clasped his hands together. “OH! I cannot believe it! The WonderDuo in my studio! Welcome, welcome. Thank you so much for this absolute honor! I’m Takaba Akihito!”

   Izuku eased at the other’s soft aura of gentleness. “Hello Takaba, thank you so much for clearing out the studio for us. I know it’s a bit of a hassle.”

   Takaba waved his hand dismissively. “Pssh, not at all! I’m more than happy to do this for you both. Let me lock the door and then we’ll head into the photo room to get going.”

   After locking the door Takaba led them to a large room that had rows of shelves on one side with many different props. There was a clothes rack with brand new clothes still in their plastic bags. Then a giant white screen that took up most of the space against the back wall. Other furniture pieces were arranged near the other wall. A camera on a tripod was already set up and waiting to be used.

   “Okay, so I have a few visions.” Takaba said with obvious energy. “I was thinking we could play into DynaMight’s hero theme for one. Then a very fairy garden cottage core thing for another, very floral and soft. What are we feeling?”

   “Both sound lovely.” Izuku chirped.

   “Fantastic.” Takaba said. “DynaMight you brought your suit like I asked?”

   Katsuki held up the silver suitcase. “Yeah got it here, want me to change into it?”

   “Yes please.” Takaba walked over to the clothing rack and picked up one of the pieces. “I kind of want a ‘coming home from work’ vibe while also having you do your own work for your blog. Very domestic, softer side of WonderDuo.”

   He held out the outfit for Izuku. It was a long flowing white blouse with billowing sleeves, low cut across the chest to show off his shoulders and the lower half was a sheer flow of ruffles to highlight Izuku’s baby bump. The pants were a similar flowing white. Looking simultaneously beautiful while comfortable. 

   “The dressing room is right around the corner, you can’t miss it. While they get dressed do you two mind helping me with a few props?” Takaba asked Eijirou and Sero.

   Izuku has to have Katsuki help him get changed, as is now his new normal now that he’s skirting the end of the second trimester and diving into the third. He’s fucking huge now, and laments when he thought he was a big beach ball. Because now Izuku feels like a goddamn cruise ship with how heavy and big his belly is. Their three pups sit comfortably and without a care in the world in his tummy while Izuku feels like he’s carrying around a building. Panting heavily as he lifts his chubby pregnancy leg up so his wonderful Alpha can slip it on and pull up.

   Katsuki has been an unwavering support for Izuku in absolutely every aspect. The doting future sire that Izuku always imagined he’d be. Never once complaining about a single thing or the extra duties he’d had to take on with Izuku the size of Mount Fuji. It was hard for Izuku to get around without moving at a pace that a sloth could beat him at. Yet Katsuki just proved to him everyday how much he’d grown and matured into the loving man he was today as he was unendingly patient with Izuku.

   He sniffled, just thinking about their wonderful future and their amazing present. Katsuki looked up at him fondly, raising an eyebrow at him. “Come on baby, don’t get all sniffly on me now when we’re about to pose for pictures.”

   Izuku whines a little, wiping feebishly at the tears already pouring down his chubby cheeks. “Can’t help it! Kacchan is just so amazing, loving, and wonderful. What did I ever do to deserve you?”

   His red eyes are liquid soft as he reaches out to cradle Izuku’s face, his thumbs gently smoothing away tears as he gives Izuku a heartbreakingly adoring smile. “Pregnancy hormones knock your brain cells loose, nerd? I’m the one that’s goddamn fucking lucky to ever deserve you. Don’t get that twisted, I’m the blessed one here.”

   “We’re both blessed Kacchan.” Izuku pouts, but it melts away as Katsuki gives him a tender kiss. 

   “Yeah, we’re blessed as fuck baby. Now let me get changed before Saki barges in here thinking we’re fuckin’.”

   Izuku flushes, lower regions tingling at the idea of some steamy frantic love making like they’re horny teenagers unable to keep their hands off each other. Though with how big he is nothing would be slow about getting it on. Katsuki was more than willing to be his walking sex machine but they had a belly with three passengers to work around. 

   Katsuki is pulling on his costume when he sniffs, noticing the smell of arousal coming from Izuku. He snorts. “Damn Zuku, keep it in your pants. Already got you knocked up, you tryna make it sixtoplets?”

   He knows that’s not possible, and the idea of carrying more than three pups makes Izuku almost feel heartburn in horror, but his Omega has different ideas as he squeezes his thighs together. “Can’t help it, Kacchan is so sexy.”

   Katsuki snorts, putting on the rest of his gear. “I’ll eat you out when we get home.”

   When they finally emerge from the changing room there’s a desk with papers scattered on it with a laptop propped up and notebooks. A few house plants made it look like a homely scene. Takaba claps excitedly when they return. “Okay! So Mr. Deku, we’re gonna have you sitting on the desk like you were working on your commission work. Mr. DynaMight you’ll be leaning over him with a loving kiss like you just came home from work and we’ll place your gauntlets on the side like you just took them off.”

   Izuku waddles over with Katsuki’s help and is lifted onto the desk to sit. “You can just call me Izuku!”

   “Yeah this Mr. DynaMight shit makes me feel like I’m at work. Katsuki’s fine.”

   Takaba positions them as he sees fit and adjusts a few lights before moving to the camera. Izuku is propped back a little on his arm to accentuate his belly bump pressing out against the sheer fabric. Katsuki has his own arm propping him as he’s leaning down over Izuku, one hand resting lightly on his knee so as to not obscure the main focus of the picture. Both of them are looking lovingly in each other’s eyes like they’ve been reunited after a long day of work.

   The camera clicks several times. “Alright now Katsuki I want you to nuzzle behind Izuku’s ear and Izuku I want you to look down bashfully. Like he’s telling you something sweet or slightly dirty.”

   They both giggle a little, and their friends cackle with laughter, but they move as they’re told. Takaba instructs them to move their faces just so before saying they’re good. Katsuki huffs in Izuku’s ear. “My sexy baby.”

   Izuku flushes, a giddy smile spreading across his lips. 

   “Perfect! Perfect!” Takaba gushes, snapping several pictures. “Now, Katsuki go ahead and kneel on one knee. You’re going to be kissing Izuku’s belly like you’re saying hello to your pups after a day of work. Izuku, put your other hand on the top of your belly delicately, and look down at Katsuki.”

   They do as they’re told, with Katsuki holding gently onto one of Izuku’s ankles while the other cups the side of his belly adoringly. Lips pressed to kiss his stomach. The camera clicks several times. “Fantastic. Kirishima, Sero if you can help me move the props out of the way.”

   The next series of photos is with Katsuki’s gauntlets as a prop. Izuku is hesitant to sit down delicately on one when asked, but Katsuki reassures him that they’ve had a building fall on them. A pregnant Omega isn’t gonna suddenly crush them. Izuku is seated to the side to show off Katsuki’s iconic hero support gear, head tilted to the side alluringly. Katsuki is behind him, wrapped protectively around him while looking at the camera dangerously. 

   After that Izuku is carefully balanced on the Alpha’s shoulder while his gauntlet is on his other arm. Stanced to look like the powerful hero he is. Kirishima is behind them to make sure Izuku doesn’t fall or nothing goes wrong, and Takaba promises that the redhead will get cropped out. Then Kirishima and Sero help Katsuki set Izuku down. Katsuki grumbled he’d been able to lift Izuku just fine but he doesn’t want some stupid accident to happen. 

   Then there’s a purposefully silly picture of Katsuki holding his gauntlet in front of his stomach as Izuku presses his belly to it. Like the Alpha is pretending to be pregnant, and both of them are laughing at how stupid they must look, but they both know that’s the purpose of the funny photo. To show levity, and joy with each other.

   A few more rounds of poses go by before Takaba moves over to grab different outfits for them. Saki steps up to Izuku and hands him a glass of water, which the Omega takes gratefully with hearty sips. The lights are hot for a triplet carrying Omega.

   “Alright, now for all the flowery stuff. Go ahead and change, there’s wipes in the changing room, I know it’s hot in front of all the lights. Take a breather, we’ll set up the props for the next round of photos then we’ll be done.”

   The next outfit for Izuku is a beautiful green, just a shade lighter than his hair. It’s completely sheer and draped over him like a flowing robe leaving his top completely bare through the see-through fabric. His pants are long and flowing like the first, though the same green but only see-through below the knees. It’s long and flowy like a pretty dress. Katsuki is dressed with a loose white button up that’s slightly flowy while tight around his waist, his figure complimented by black form fitting slacks. Both are barefoot.

   “God you look fucking beautiful.” Katsuki breaths out as he steps back to admire Izuku. “Gotta ask if we can take this shit home. Have you walk around the house like a goddamn dream.”

   Izuku blushes. “It is very comfy, and I’d love to look beautiful for Kacchan.”

   “You’re always beautiful baby.”

   When they come back out the setup is completely different. There’s a wooden swing bench that’s completely covered in green vines, and pastel flowers. A very well made well sits off in the background, and gigantic flower grass field mat that looks surprisingly realistic lines the ground. Along with big bushes, and a giant prop tree.

   “This is so pretty!” Izuku chirps as Katsuki helps him onto the swing. “Kacchan the pictures are gonna look so nice!”

   They go through another round of perfect poses. One where Katsuki is lightly pushing Izuku on the swing to get the perfect motion of flow to his outfit, feet delicately in the air to make Izuku look magistical. Then Katsuki is holding onto the swing’s ropes leaning down to kiss him. Next they’re ‘walking’ through the field of flowers hand in hand. Finally there are some solo pictures of Izuku with all the flowers, holding his belly, laying on the grass daintily, sitting on the well looking in.

   “Absolutely beautiful!” Takaba cheers, beaming at them with a sparkle in his amber eyes. “I’ll get to editing these right away, then I’ll send you the digital files as well as mail the physical copies out to you.”

   “Thanks I’m sure they’ll look fucking awesome. Also, can Izuku take this pretty number with him?”

   “Oh totally! Everything I purchased was from the budget you gave me, so all the outfits, even the ones we didn’t use are yours to keep.”

   “Fucking fantastic.” Katsuki praised, and ushered Izuku to the changing room to get back into the clothes they arrived in.

~ ~ ~

As they all piled back into the car after saying goodbye to Touya, Shiggy, Takaba and Saki, they all startled as Eijirou sniffled. It’s obvious he’d tried to be as quiet as he could about it, but Katsuki quickly pulled into a parking lot that was empty behind a building. He turned, looking at his friend, heart sinking to see Eijirou was struggling to hold his composer. Face twisted in agony and eyes shining with tears he was trying so hard to not let fall, lips warbled in an attempt to keep himself quiet.

   “Ei…” Katsuki says, soft and hurt. 

   The redhead shakes his head stubbornly, looking angry at himself as he clenches his fists, staring resolutely out the window even as tears pour down his face. He opens his mouth, sucking in a sharp breath. “M’fine.”

   “Ei, you’re not fine.” Izuku cooes, reaching out to the backseat as best as he can to touch the man’s knee soothingly.

   Eijirou shakes his head again, aggressively wiping at his tears. “No it’s fine, I’m s-sorry. This is your day and…and everything. Didn’t mean to ruin the mood.”

   “Hey you’re my best fucking friend, you’re not ruining shit.” Katsuki growls. “I fucking care how you’re feeling okay?”

   Sero reaches out and holds Eijirou’s hand. “Come on man, you know we’re all here for you.”

   That makes Eijirou’s face utterly fall apart, as he heaves in a sobbing breath the tears pouring down now that he lost control. He brings his free hand to his face, covering his eyes as he sobs, broken hearted and agonizing. It’s shattering, seeing Eijirou sobbing like this. Heart torn to pieces, and his strong facade finally dropping.

   “I-I…I wan-wanted that with Mina.” His voice is small, squeaking and warbling. 

   Katsuki growls, unbuckling his seat belt and jumping out the car. He opens Eijriou’s door and practically tugs the man out. Then he’s wrapping his arms around his best friend as tight as he can, and Eijirou crumbles completely. Holding on to Katsuki painfully as he wails into his shoulder. Katsuki’s eyes burn as his own tears start spilling down his cheeks. He runs a hand up and down Eijirou’s back.

   “Go on, cry it the fuck out, I got you.” Katsuki says, his own voice cracking. “Let it go.”

   At some point Katsuki is carrying Eijriou upright as his best friend’s legs just give out in his misery. Sero comes up quickly after, his own eyes flooded with tears as he wraps his arms around them both. 

   “I loved her so much.” Eijirou gasps in between hard cough wracking sobs.

   “We know.” Sero says.

   They let Eijirou cry as much as he needs to, until his sobs slow down and he works on getting his breathing back in control. He stands back up on his own, and Katsuki lets him softly pull away. His face is utterly wrecked, flushed red with swollen eyes. Wet with tears and snot lining the top of his lip. It’s a state Katsuki never wanted to see his best friend in, and it makes him want to hunt down Mina and scream at her. Throttle her as hard as he can and yell at her for doing this to the man that adored her.

   “Fuck.” Eijirou breathes out, looking exhausted. “Sorry.” 

   “Don’t man,” Sero says. “That’s what we’re here for dude.”

   He takes a deep breath. “Fuck I really needed that.”

   Katsuki rubs his shoulder. “You sure you’re going to be okay? Do you need anything?”

   Eijirou shook his head. “Just needed to…to really cry about it I guess. I feel a little better. Not good but…not as bad.”

   “We’ll in that case we’re gonna head back to my place, call off work, and get fucking high as shit alright?” Sero said, leaving no room for argument.

   Eijirou snorted a disgustingly snotty congested snort. “Yeah, okay. Thanks guys.”

   “Ei if I could get out of the car by myself I would be hugging you!” Izuku says from where he is left helplessly in his seat.

   That makes Eijirou burst out laughing, and soon they’re all laughing. He rounds the car so he can hug Izuku. When they all get back into the car, the air is lighter though somber. Katsuki knows Eijirou is in good hands with Sero as they drive away to go to his place when they get back to the Bakugou household. 

   “I hope Ei will be okay.” Izuku says sadly as they get situated on the couch. He yawns adorably, likely tuckered out from their exertion out the house. 

   “He will be eventually, but that’s what the pack is for. To be there to help him.” Katsuki said reassuringly. “I can’t even begin to imagine what he’s going through.”

   Izuku hummed. “I really thought Mina and Eijirou were endgame, like us. They were so perfect.”

   “Guess people can really fool you,” Katsuki lamented. “I’m sure we’re not the first pack to experience betrayal like this, and we won’t be the last. Doesn’t make it hurt any less.”

   “I just really don’t understand,” Izuku whispered. “I’ve tried to think about it, and I just come up empty every time. How could Mina just flip a switch like this? It doesn’t make sense. I feel like something must have happened. People don’t suddenly change like that for no reason.”

   “Maybe, but whatever it was, she had support. She had every opportunity to take back what she did, instead of digging her heels in. Her decisions from that point on are all her own, and there’s no excuse.” 

   Izuku looked up at him, eyes searching. “Would you forgive them? If they…if they apologized? If they changed?”

   Katsuki sighed heavily, thinking about it for a moment. “No, I can’t Izuku, and I’m sorry if that upsets you. It’s not like Cheeks, she didn’t keep feeding into it like they did. While I hate it, I can see why she did what she did. And she didn’t come crawling back without taking responsibility first. She’s going to therapy, and couple’s counseling and shit. Even issued a public apology acknowledging what she did wrong, and that shit takes fucking guts. She’s agreed to adhere to our boundaries and not push to immediately jump back into our good graces. I know and believe she’s genuinely sorry. But if they tried to come around, I would never be able to believe them. I’d never be able to trust them again.”

   “You’re entitled to your feelings Kacchan.” Izuku said, tucking himself into the Alpha’s side. “I don’t think I could either, and that makes me feel bad. But especially after seeing Eiji in so much pain. It’s so much bigger than just us, and that’s what makes me even more upset. Their decisions hurt everyone as a whole. I just…I wish we had answers.”

   Katsuki titled his head to rest on Izuku’s. “I wish we did too.”

   After a moment of contemplation, Katsuki reached for the remote and turned on the Tv. As soon as he did, they caught the middle of an interview with a doctor on a talk show.

   “—it is definitely in my medical opinion that the conception of three pups is a medical phenomenon.” The man said with confidence. “In all my and many of my colleague’s collective career experience, the statistical odds of such a thing has never occurred. That’s not to say that a successful conception of a pup while being affected by SPAS is impossible, it’s clearly not. There are many instances in which couples were able to have a child. However, any pregnancies where the carrier was with twins was deemed extremely high risk, and instances in which those pregnancies come to term are very rare. If Izuku Bakugou is truly carrying Katsuki Bakugou’s triplets, I am very concerned as to why their doctor is fine with them proceeding with such a detrimental pregnancy.”

   “You’ve got to be fucking kidding me.” Katsuki growled. “What is this shit?”

   The host appeared very intrigued. “Are you saying that you would advise against Izuku Bakugou trying to carry the pups to term? If they are indeed somehow Katsuki Bakugou’s biological children?”

   The doctor sighed. “Personally I would’ve advised against it, given the likelihood of the pups being born with debilitating disabilities. Such a thing would be reckless, cruel even. I do wonder about the legitimacy of the parentage, given that it is clear Izuku Bakugou is in good health, even though he is supposedly carrying triplets that are genetically Katsuki Bakugou’s. Statistically, and historically such circumstances could be classified as a miracle. As a man of science though, I do not believe in miracles.”

   Before Katsuki could say anything, his phone started to ring. Izuku looked at the screen to see that it was Madii calling. “Yeah?”

   “Are you aware of this farce of a medical professional speaking on television right now?” Madii growled, her normally cool demeanor completely replaced by one of fierce anger.

   Katsuki growled back in response. “Yeah we just fucking dropped into this idiot spouting some backwards ass shit on a goddamn trashy talk show.”

   “Unbelievable, just un-fucking-believable.” Madii hissed. “This man is not even a SPAS specialist, he’s a common doctor for Alphas. He has absolutely no credentials or qualifications to even SPEAK on matters of SPAS individuals and studies. It’s unprofessional pompous bigots that stick their noses into these matters that constantly set back the work me and my colleagues have researched for years regarding SPAS. This is all pure and unfiltered bias from outdated research that he’s feeding to the media!”

   Izuku whined. “Well what are we going to do?”

   “You’re not going to do anything, but I sure as fuck am. I’m sick of this shit.” Madii snarled before ending the call.

   Katsuki and Izuku looked at each other in confused curiosity before his phone rang again, this time from a call from Saki. “I’m watching this shit interview right now.”

   “Jesus Christ where did this asshole come from?” Saki huffed. “I’m going to call your speciliasts and talk with them about a rebuttal.”

   “Madii just called, they’re angry as hell right now. Said something about doing something.” Katsuki said.

   “Oh we’ve just got a call into the show!” The host said with a chirp. “Hello, who is calling?”

   “Dr. Madii Cassandra, an actual certified OBGYN specialist for pregnant patients with SPAS or with a partner dealing with SPAS. With a focused PHD in SPAS pregnancies. I’m calling to let you know that Doctor Kenzo Agawa is an Alpha Urologist with no medical certifications to deal with SPAS patients other than referring them to a specialist like myself or my colleagues. Some of which I have on the call with me right now.”

   The doctor on screen paled at this as he looked at the host with a nervous expression.

   “Hello my name is Dr. Eguchi I am an Alphanoligist specializing in Severe Prime Aggression Syndrome with a PhD in the field. I have forty years of experience under my belt as well as thirteen medical articles published on SPAS research and development. I can confirm without a shadow of a doubt that Dr. Agawa is in no way qualified to make any medical opinions concerning a field he has no practice in. His statements are made from severely outdated and untrue research regarding the sustainability of SPAS pregnancies.”

   “I for one have seen at the very least thirty successful SPAS pregnancies in my time in my profession.” Madii said with a sharp tone. “At least a dozen of those have been twin pregnancies that were perfectly healthy, and Izuku Bakugou is the third triplets SPAS pregnancy that I have known of to be perfectly viable to carry to term.”

   “Greetings, I am Dr. Abe and I am a SPAS pediatrician. I have a PhD in SPAS Adolescence and Medication, and can confirm that in the past fifteen years that SPAS medication has made astronomical leaps in a positive direction. I have five published medical articles about the improvements of the medication. As well as two published medical articles regarding the decrease of health complications for children conceived from a parent with SPAS. I will say that the statement of the Bakugou’s pups being born with debilitating illnesses is complete bogus. At the very most the only complications that may occur is iron deficiency, a very slim chance of autoimmune issues, or at the very most some pretty bad allergies. Nothing at all as Dr. Agawa is claiming.”

   “Holy fuck Madii brought a goddamn army.” Saki said breathlessly. “I gotta take them for a damn drink.”

   For the next hour Katsuki and Izuku watched Madii and their colleagues utterly rip the phony doctor apart on live television. The host was absolutely flabbergasted and started to look at Dr. Agawa with severe distaste. The audience started asking the actual professionals questions about SPAS, and the three were more than happy to answer. 

   “Well what do you have to say for yourself?” The host asked accusingly to the ‘doctor’ who looked ill.

   He fumbled, looking around. “I was paid to be here!”

   The host blinked. “Excuse me?”

   “I-I was paid off…b-by..by Uravity!” He blurted.

   Izuku and Katsuki stared at each other, mouths dropped open. Suddenly Izuku’s phone started to ring, and he shakily picked it up to see that it was Ochako calling. He hesitated before answering.

   “Izuku he’s lying!” Ochako wailed, her voice shaking with fear and distress. “I fucking promise I didn’t do that Izuku! I promise on my life, I promise on my career! I didn’t pay anyone off! P-please believe me. God please please believe me! I fucking swear on everything I love I di-didn’t do that! Please please believe me!”

   She started to violently cry on the other end, barely able to catch her breath, and Izuku could hear Himiko trying to calm her down. His heart broke hearing Ochako starting to hyperventilate, whimpers of pain coming from her as she struggled to breathe while also begging him to believe her.

   “I do, I do believe you.” Izuku said confidently. “Ochako it’s okay I believe you.”

   She gasped violently on a sob. “I promise Izuku I didn’t, I swear on my life.”

   The host looked gobsmacked on television. “Wh-what…but Uravity just issued a public apology to the Bakugous. Why on earth would she pay you off to do this?”

   “Because I have insider information that Uravity and DynaMight have a romantic history.” The doctor said confidently.

   “What the actual fuck is happening right now?!” Saki burst out angrily.

   Izuku heard Ochako wheezing on the other end of the line, panic filling him. “Ochako?! Ochako are you okay? Please say something!”

   “Cheeks, did you ever tell anyone else you used to have a crush on me?” Katsuki asked frantically.

   Ochako was gasping short and quick, deep into a panic attack. “C-Camie..sh-she did…t-too.”

   There was a thud and Izuku’s heart dropped, his body feeling cold. “Ocha!? Ocha!”

   “OCHAKO!” Himiko screamed hysterically. “Oh god, she’s dropping! Ochako baby please!”

   Izuku felt tears pouring down his cheeks. “Himi stay with me okay? Katsuki will call an ambulance!”

   Katsuki hung up on Saki and promptly called the emergency services. Running his hands frantically through his hair as he told them that their friend was dropping. Yelling at them to hurry as she’d been deep into a panic attack already.

   “Ochako listen to me okay?” Izuku cried. “Me and Kacchan believe you. I know you wouldn’t do that to us. None of this is your fault. You didn’t do anything wrong. Just hold on okay? Help is on the way, then we can get this all sorted out.”

   The next hour was full of panic as Izuku remembered in a blur rushing to the hospital Ochako was taken to. Calling their pack to let them know what happened. Even with the tension after the announcement and Ochako’s apology they all came running when they learned she was in trouble.

   Izuku was holding onto Himiko who looked deathly pale, her eyes glazed over as they waited to hear word on Ochako’s condition. Momo and Shouto were the first to arrive, looking disheveled and in pajamas. The normally put together couple in the most disarray Izuku had ever seen them. Momo’s hair was a tangled mess of a bun as she rushed to Himiko, throwing her purse to the floor.

   “Oh Himi sweetheart.” Momo cooed, taking her into her arms. Petting her hair. “It’s going to be okay. Ochako is strong, you know that. She’ll pull through.”

   Shouto went to Katsuki, looking at a complete loss. “How did this happen? What’s even going on right now?”

   “Camie is behind this shit.” Katsuki snarled. “Only she knew stuff that Ochako told her in fucking confidence. She probably fucking disguised herself as Cheeks and went to that damn sham of a doctor.”

   One by one their friends that were able to, showed to the waiting room, comforting Himiko as time went on. It felt like eternity until the doctor that wheeled Ochako into the emergency room came out, looking tired. “Mrs. Himiko Uraraka?”

   Himiko stood on wobbling legs, supported by Aoyama and Momo. “Y-yes?”

   “Your wife is stable, we were able to pump out the toxins of drop in time.” He said warmly.

   Himiko sagged, plopping down onto her chair hard and cried. 

   “She’ll need to stay overnight for observation, and she will be very weak for a little while. I already wrote a note to her agency requesting her medical leave, and I suggest that she step back and recover for at least the next two weeks. This was a very devastating drop, and while she will recover physically I cannot speak for the mental drawbacks from this. I’d highly suggest a visit with a therapist when she is ready.”

   Himi nodded shakily. “S-she’s been see-seeing one, I’ll tell him about what happened.”

   The doctor sighed in relief. “That’s good, she may already have some tactics for recovery from her therapist already. Though it will do her well to see him when she is feeling better. She’s in a light induced sleep right now, but you are free to see her. She’ll likely wake in the morning.”

   Shouto turned to Katsuki as Momo and Aoyama went with Himiko to go see Ochako. “How are we going to prove it was Camie and not Ochako?”

   Katsuki sighed. “Fuck I don’t know. Probably track down the time she went to go see that damn doctor and prove Ochako wasn’t there at that time. She’s been with Himiko and on less shifts given she’s in therapy. It shouldn’t be hard to prove she has an alibi.”

   “Will the doctor even give us that information?” Izuku asked.

   “I’ll sue it out of him.” Katsuki growled. “He’s already on our list for defamation charges, especially given he was giving extremely untrue medical opinions. If he knows what’s good for him he’ll cough it up.”

   “This situation is getting horribly out of hand.” Tenya said. “These are not the actions of mature adults, let alone heroes trusted with the safety of others. I’m at a severe loss as to how all this came to be.”

   Katsuki nodded. “You know what, at this point I’m going to have to get the Hero Commission involved. I didn’t want it to get to this point, but now our pack’s safety is at risk.”

   “They’re putting this drama above everything else.” Shinsou snorted. “It’s their fault it got this far. We’re just protecting ourselves now, and we have a right to do so.”

   “I just don’t understand.” Shouto said with a frustrated growl. “Where is all of this coming from?”

   “Does it matter at this point?” Tenya asked. “They’ve made their beds and they must lay in them. All we can do now is protect what is ours and cut all ties and discredit whatever they may try to deem as truth.”

   Just then the tv in the waiting room sounded out with a ‘breaking news’ tune. The anchor had a surprised look on her face. “This just in, a startling revelation from Pro Hero Real Steel that has been working abroad in America just went viral on social media.”

   They all stared as the video from TetsuTetsu took up the screen. He looked haggard and tired, in civilian clothing in what looked to be his living room. After a moment of staring at his hands, he took a deep breath and looked at the camera. “I can’t stand by and keep quiet about this anymore. It’ll taint your view of me as a hero, but I’ve lived with this guilt for too long, and I can see what’s happening to hide this secret. I’m so sorry…but I know that hero Pinky is projecting onto Izuku Bakugou about the cheating allegations. Because…fuck…because before I left for American… Pinky and I had an affair behind Red Riot’s back.”

   “Oh my fucking god.” They all said at the same time.

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To say all hell broke loose was the most drastic understatement of the century. The frenzy that surrounded the question of the pup’s parentage was almost completely pushed aside to make way for the burning new topic of Pinky’s infidelity. Tetsu in the video went on to say that it had been a one time thing. A night filled with alcohol and regrets, as both of them were horrified by what they’d done when they were sober the next morning.

   “I was going through a very dark time in my life, and I know that’s absolutely not an excuse.” The silver haired Alpha said with a heaviness to his eyes that spoke of living with regret. “I honestly can’t even understand why I did it. Pinky has always been an attractive Omega, but I never once saw her in that light before. Not only that, but I respected Kirishima so much. I can sit here all day and say over and over again that I don’t know why I let that happen between us, but it’s done. I felt like I was continuing to spiral and shortly after I decided to work with a hero exchange program in America. I ran away, because I couldn’t face Kirishima after what I’d done.”

   Katsuki immediately called Eijirou when the news first dropped, wanting to reach him first before he learned about the affair through the media. When the redhead answered, he sounded defeated as he told Katsuki that Sero had already told him the media was going crazy about something to do with Mina. Letting their friend choose whether or not he wanted to face it immediately, or remain in ignorant bliss for a little while longer. Something he opted to do, telling Katsuki that he’d face it in the morning, and continue to get high while binging Brooklyn Nine-Nine with Sero.

   The next morning Izuku and Katsuki stared at the blond’s phone anxiously as they waited for a reply from their friend. Katsuki shot a text to Eijirou asking what he could do to help. It didn’t take long for a reply to come through.

   Ei: Honestly, I’m going to submit for leave. I think the best thing for me right now is to take a step back and process this all, maybe find a therapist. I’m not as devastated as I thought I’d be, but still heartbroken. I just…I had a feeling I guess.

   Katsuki: You do what you need bro. You know that me and the pack are here for you always, don’t ever hesitate to reach out. Don’t bottle that shit by yourself either, fucking lean on us when you need to. It’s what we’re here for.

   Ei: Thanks Katsuki, I know. I’ll be making a video in a bit for the public.

   The both of them were filled with anxious anticipation as they waited to see Eijirou’s response, as they were sure the red head’s entire fanbase was as well. As Katsuki made the two of them breakfast, Izuku went down the rabbit hole seeing how the netizens were reacting to everything.

   On a Red Riot forum there was overwhelmingly heartfelt support for their favorite hero, standing by him and sympathizing for the Alpha.

   RedRiot’sGear: Dude imagine having the most gentlemanly simp of a husband and fucking cheating on him for his dollar store version?! These bitches don’t deserve men like Red Riot.

   RedRedRedRiot: Man, I just know Red is so crushed rn, he loved his wife so much. How could she do that to him? How could she do that to us? They were my like, otp as fuck. I feel so betrayed, I can’t even imagine how he feels.

   RiotForRed: My golden retriever boy has been through enough! Someone please hug him. Throw Pinky in jail.

   Of course there were some disgusting degrading comments alongside the positive ones. Horrible Alphas saying that Red Riot was a wimp of a man and the only reason Pinky cheated was because she wanted a real Alpha to take care of her. Even pitching in the parentage situation of Izuku’s pups, saying that of course Pinky strayed because Red Riot was a supporter of a cheater. So he should feel the same pain.

   It relieved Izuku that those types of comments were very few, and the users were being ripped apart by Red Riot’s genuine fans. Izuku had to stop himself from making an angry ranting post defending Eijirou out of overwhelmed hormonal anger. Reasoning with himself that he had to wait for Eijirou to address the situation first before speaking of it.

   When Katsuki handed Izuku his bowl of extra crispy hash browns with melted cheese and bacon, the post from Eijirou’s account went up. Together they huddled close to Izuku’s phone to watch it. 

   The video opened with Eijirou sitting on Sero’s black leather couch. Looking disheveled and wearing pajamas. His eyes were already shining with tears ready to fall, and his face was pale. Hunched slightly forward with his fingers interlaced and elbows rested on his knees. Like it was a private, serious conversation he was having with the viewers one on one.

   “Hey gearheads,” his voice was low and lacking his normal jovial tone that he always had. “I know everyone knows by now, and I needed some time to myself before I faced the music.”

   They watched as he took a deep breath, looking off screen and biting his bottom lip, visibly gathering his thoughts. Then after a moment, he looked back to the screen. 

   “Honestly I don’t even know what to say about all of this. I’m hurt, obviously. It’s like everything I knew about my life and the people in it has been flipped on its head and I’m left trying to find my center of gravity.” He said, looking down at his hands. “I’m not here to throw slander, or cuss anyone out. I’m not going to rage react to…to the adultery, so I’m sorry if you’re here to see me lose my shit. I’m just tired really, that’s the biggest thing. My soul feels so exhausted. 

   I’m already going through with the divorce, and was before this information was dropped. I feel like…that’s all I can do right now. That, and working on myself. Bringing peace back into my life. I want to thank all of you who have been so supportive and loving. It means the absolute world to me. I know that with time I’ll get through this, but right now I need space from everything. So I will be taking leave from hero work for the time being. It won’t be forever, and I will get back out on the front lines, but I just need to…I need to gather myself back together. I hope you all understand, and I’ll see you on the flip side.”

   With that the video ended, leaving both Izuku and Katsuki feeling punched breathless. They sat in silence for a long moment, before Katsuki took out his phone to repost the video on his own media.

   DynaMightOfficial: All heroes deserve a break when they need it. I look forward to kicking villain ass by your side when you come back.

   Following that Izuku pitched in as well.

   ItsDeku: Give your heart the rest it needs Ei, we love and support you no matter what! Everyone will wait patiently for the unbreakable Red Riot’s return.

   “Poor Ei.” Izuku said sadly as he watched the comments flood the video.

   Katsuki growled low and irritated. “Pinky better never catch me outside cause it’s on fucking sight. How could she fucking do this?”

   Izuku sighed, putting his phone down and rubbing his temple. “I don’t know Kacchan. All of this has just been so chaotic.”

   “That rusted iron fuck better stay in American if he knows what’s best for him.” Katsuki continued. “The minute he lands in Japan it’s war.”

    “Don’t do anything that’ll give Saki a heart attack.” Izuku chided softly.

   Katsuki huffed, going to TetsuTetsu’s account. “At least he wasn’t cowardly enough to go private.”

   “Kacchan don’t send him anything.” Izuku said more seriously.

   Katsuki groaned, but obediently exited the private chat he’d just opened. “Fine, fine. You’re right.”

   The day after as the sombre mood continued on they texted Himiko asking how Ochako was doing. After being told she was awake and resting at home, they asked to visit her. 

   Himiko opened the door for them when they arrived, and Izuku’s heart broke. There were dark bags under her eyes, and her hair was down and flat. “Hey.”

   Izuku wobbled forward, hugging her as best as he could around his massive stomach. He was bubbling with joy that his c-section would be at the end of the week, but it was dampened by everything else going on. “Hey Himi, I’d ask how you’re doing but that feels like a stupid question.”

   Himiko gave a soft laugh. Nowhere near her normal bubbly personality. When they pulled apart she tucked a strand of her hair behind her ear, hugging her arms around herself. She was wearing an oversized baggy grey sweater that swallowed her whole form and black leggings. Looking so small juxtaposed to her normal larger than life presence. “It’s been fine I guess, Ochako’s doing a little better.”

   Katsuki moved forward, and the two blonds hugged. “Hey fangs.”

   “Hey Kats.” She mumbled into his shoulder, and Izuku felt so warm seeing Katsuki hugging her tightly. Engulfing her in his warm big arms, looking so much like a big brother comforting his little sister. 

   They went inside, and Himiko led them to the living room where Ochako was set up in front of the tv. Seeing her made Izuku’s heart break even further, because she looked so unlike the Ochako he knew.

   He’d never noticed how peachy and rosy her skin was until he saw her so sickly pale and gray. Her eyelids were drooped like she couldn’t keep them all the way open. Even the small smile she gave them looked like it took effort. “Hey, thanks for coming by.”

   “Oh Chako.” Izuku cooed, going to hug her.

   “You look like shit.” Katsuki said, ever so eloquent.

   Izuku turned to whip a glare at him, but Ochako just chuckled weakly. “Feel like shit. Don’t ever go through a drop, I don’t recommend it.”

   Katsuki snorted. “Noted. How are you holding up though, really?”

   He helped Izuku sit down before giving Ochako the gifts they brought. Her limbs were shaky as she reached her hands out to take them. Like she couldn’t support their weight. Katsuki laid the gifts on her lap gently. “Fine, I feel worse than it really is. The doctor said I’d feel like someone hit me with a bus for a few days but once I get over that hurdle I’ll get better quickly.”

   Katsuki sat next to Izuku and Himiko told them she was getting them tea. “What are you going to do about all the shit that happened?”

   Ochako tenderly pinched the petals of one of the roses between her fingers. “Himi wants to sue Camie, and that phony doctor.”

    Izuku sighed. “Lot of lawsuits happening as of late.”

   “A lot of assholes as of late.” Himiko commented bitterly as she can back with two mugs of tea. Handing both off to them before disappearing to grab the other two.

   Katsuki took a sip of his tea. “Got the proof to back you up? They’ll be bitchy if they can’t disprove it wasn’t actually you.”

   She nodded. “That doctor got really talkative when my lawyers ripped him a new one. Me and Himi were at couple’s counseling when Camie met with him, everyone in the building and our therapist can attest to that.”

   “Good, fucking sue her ass for all she’s worth.” Katsuki growled. “You could’ve fucking died Cheeks.”

    She went quiet, and Himiko came back with both their cups. Sitting next to her wife. “She won’t have her damn license when I’m through with her. I can’t even imagine what the hell she was thinking. Even if she didn’t know Ochako would drop, that’s no excuse. That’s attempted manslaughter or criminally negligent manslaughter.”

   Izuku nodded. “Not to mention defamation and slander. Really I can’t even muster the effort to feel sorry for her. It’s like she didn’t even care about the consequences as long as she hurt somebody. That’s not a hero people deserve.”

      “I’m so sorry,” Ochako  muttered. Her head hung in shame. “If I knew Camie would pull a stunt like this I would’ve never trusted her. She just said she was feeling conflicted and confided in me that she had feelings for Katsuki. I told her I did too at one point, and it wasn’t harmful as long as she kept it to herself.”

   Hearing that Camie harbored feelings for Katsuki made something ugly and bitter rise up in Izuku. With Ochako it felt different, because she explained herself and how it had been misguided admiration. It made him think of the old spark of jealousy he’d had when they were all in school. How Camie liked to hang off of Katsuki and called him cutesy nicknames. Though he squashed that feeling because she acted that way with everyone. Now it was all seen under a new light, and it made Izuku sick to his stomach.

   How long had Camie been lying in wait for a moment she could insert herself in their relationship? What did Camie really think of Izuku all this time when she was pining over his Alpha? Would she have sought out an opportunity to offer herself to Katsuki promising that Izuku would never have to know?

   “It’s not your fault, cheeks.” Katsuki said. “She must’ve thought she could use that information to create a rift between me and Izuku. Or it could’ve been a petty retribution because you switched whose side you’re on. Either way she was stirring up some more drama after Izuku was so heavily defended during the protest. She wanted to take away his credibility. With a cheating rumor of my own, people would think I was unfaithful because of something Izuku did.”

   She didn’t look reassured at all. “Still, I’ve been nothing but a horrible friend to both of you. I should’ve defended Izuku when this all first went down, maybe none of this would’ve happened. I should’ve told you when Camie told me her feelings.”

   Katsuki smacked his teeth. “I won’t argue with you about Izuku, but you couldn’t have fucking known all this stupid shit would happen. Own up for not being the friend you should’ve been, but don’t own up for their fucked assed actions. That’s all on them and not you. Don’t take on their wrong doings too, you’ll never forgive yourself at that rate and that shit isn’t gonna fly with me.”

    She gave a weak smile. “I really don’t deserve your encouragement Bakugou.”

   “No, you fuckin’ don’t. But you’re working towards it.” He snapped back, but there wasn’t much heat to his words.

   They turned up the tv as they talked about other lighter subjects. Izuku spoke about the birth date of their pups being so close and Katsuki got some advice from Himiko about the early days of infancy.

   When a news segment came on about the doctor that came onto the live show, they turned the volume up. The anchor did a quick debrief of the situation, before it switched over to their reporter ‘in the field’.

   “Thank you Sakoto. Dr. Agawa has stepped on some big toes as allegations of medical malpractice have come forth after the wildly inaccurate statements he boldly disguised as fact about beloved Number One hero DynaMight about his Severe Prime Aggression Syndrome. It appears that not only does he feel that he can speak on medical information he is not knowledgeable of, but neglect those who make the mistake of going to him for help.”

   The screen shifted to someone clouded in shadow with a banner saying they were an Omega and a voice filter came on. “I mean I went to him and I kept saying ‘my pain is at a ten, it’s hurting so bad I wanna die’ and he told me I was just feeling worse than it actually was. That Omegas tend to dramatize what we’re feeling, and I just…I was shocked. But he was a doctor and I mean…I knew what I was feeling but I thought maybe I was being dramatic. It wasn’t until my mate had to rush me to the ER that I realized I could’ve died, and he would’ve let me.”

   It shifts to someone else, a very typical looking male Alpha as the banner on the screen displayed his name and gender status. He looked defeated. “I mean how often do people find themselves in a position where they’re wondering if their doctor is wrong? Like, it’s a doctor. They went to school for medical stuff and you didn’t. You have no choice but to believe they know what they’re talking about, and I didn’t want to believe I had a *beep*ing tumor. That’s like everyone’s worst nightmare. But then I couldn’t stay awake, I was getting so weak…my mate convinced me to go to a different doctor and get a second opinion and yeah…it’s a *beep*ing tumor. I could’ve gotten help so much earlier.”

   Another, a young female Beta with their image blurred and no name with a note they were a minor and a voice filter. “I kept telling him that it wasn’t Covid, it’s not Covid I’ve had it before and I know what it feels like. It was a sinus infection and I needed antibiotics because I wasn’t getting better. It felt like arguing with a brick wall, and then when he finally said alright I thought I’d get antibiotics, but instead he had a nurse come in and give me a *beep*ing Covid test. Well lo’ and *beep*ing behold after two days and I got my results back it wasn’t Covid and he just prescribed me for Muccinexx. I didn’t get better, and I started to cough up blood. My dam took me to a different hospital when I got a fever of one hundred and one, and the doctor there was horrified. My sinus infection turned into a respiratory infection. I was on so many meds I don’t have any memory of like a month. I missed so much school.”

   The screen went back to the reporter. “Stories like this come from many more patients that say that Dr. Agawa wouldn’t listen and brushed off genuine concerns, using his role as a doctor to justify that his judgement was the only correct one. We tried to get a statement from the doctor himself to see what he had to say about these allegations against him.”

   The screen shows a video of the reporter and cameraman rushing up to the doctor getting out of his car. Trying to hide his face behind paperwork as he hustled to his office building. “Dr. Agawa! Dr. Agawa! Do you have anything to say about patients coming forward about your negligence?”

   “No comment.” He huffed frustratedly.

   They didn’t relent. “Why did you go onto a live talk show to talk about a medical condition you have no practice in?”

   “No comment.”

   “Dr. Agawa the people want to know why you decided to insert yourself in the drama concerning DynaMight’s mate and pups. Were you hoping for a boom in your business?”

   The doctor opened the glass doors of his practice and turned to throw a hand up to obscure his face. “You need to leave or I’ll call the cops. I’m only speaking with my lawyers, good day.”

   The screen went back to the reporter in the present looking unimpressed. “As you can see we were unable to get any straight answers from the man himself. Only time will tell the consequences of his actions. This has been reporter Rose Shuu.”

   It went back to the main anchor. “Thank you Shuu. We all hope that our favorite hero DynaMight and media star Deku get the justice they deserve. Next to come, a suppressant that has been making people go crazy? We’ll cover that after the break.”

   Himiko muted the tv and shook her head. “Holy hell the nerve.”

   Katsuki hissed, lips pulling up in a sneer. “Yeah he’s gonna get slammed with a fuck ton of lawsuits. What a fucking coward.”

   “Serves him right.” Izuku huffed, sniffling. “Those poor people, they trusted him. How could he do that? He took an oath to help people.”

   Himiko bared her fangs, eyes misty. “It’s people in the medical field like that that disgust me. I take every one of my patients seriously, even if it ends up not being serious. It’s not my fucking place to tell people how they’re feeling or disagree with them.”

   Ochako reached out a hand and picked up Himiko’s. “That’s why you’re a wonderful nurse.”

   Himiko smiled, bringing their hands up so she could kiss Ochako’s knuckles. They stayed for a little while longer to keep the two of them company before Ochako was having difficulty staying awake. As they were walked to the door by Himiko, Izuku turned to hold her hands tenderly. “We’re always here for you Himi, you know you can always reach out. Don’t drown yourself trying to take care of everything yourself.”

   She gave him a warbled smile, eyes shining. “I know Zuku-kun, thank you.”

   Katsuki reached out a fist for a bump. “You got our number, let us know.”

  When they got home Izuku waddled to the couch and plopped down with a heavy sigh. Katsuki kneeled down and started to massage Izuku’s swollen feet, and he purred gratefully. Happy and feeling safe with his doting Alpha. “That feels so nice Kacchan.”

   Katsuki smiled up at him. “My pretty beach ball.”

   Izuku snorted on a deep laugh, grabbing a pillow and lightly hitting Katsuki on the head with it. “Big meanie.”

   Katsuki just chuckled, continuing to rub his sore feet. Smiling so tenderly as he did so. “We’re going to meet them really soon Zuku, how crazy is that? In literally five days we’re going to be a family of five. Our lives are going to go in a whole new direction.”

   “Parents.” Izuku chirped, reaching out to rub his big belly. “Thank god too, I can’t stand being this big any longer. I feel like my spine is gonna snap.”

   He laughed at that. “My strong Omega. I’m so fucking blessed. Who decided I was worthy of this wonderful life?”

   Izuku’s eyes burned at that. “Oh Kacchan, I’m the truly blessed one. I have the most amazing, caring, thoughtful, and loving Alpha.”

   In turn Katsuki’s eyes watered and his smile wobbled with emotion. “Gonna make me fuckin’ cry nerd, shit.”

   Izuku jumped as one of the pups kicked. “Oh! They’re kicking again.”

   Katsuki’s whole face lit up, just like it did the very first time the pups kicked. He surged up, placing his hands gently on Izuku’s stomach. The Omega guided his palms to where one of their pups was particularly active. Both of them feeling the hearty kick.

   “Hey little booger, don’t go bullying your dam you hear me?” Katsuki chided with a giggle. “Save those kicks for the villains yeah?”

   In response the pup kicked again, but it was much softer. Katsuki’s expression melted as he leaned down so he could place his cheek against Izuku’s belly. Rumbling loudly so the pups could hear. Izuku purred even more, running a pudgy hand through his husband’s blond hair.

   “I can’t fucking wait to meet you brats.” Katsuki said in such a heart meltingly sweet voice. Izuku couldn’t even find it in him to scold his Alpha for calling their pups brats. 

   After a long loving moment Katsuki’s phone chimed. He stayed where he was for a second longer before pulling away, but not before placing a kiss on Izuku’s stomach. Pulling out his phone he read the message, and his face lit up once again. “The photos are ready for pickup.”

   Izuku gasped, ecstatic. “OH! If you go now you can pick them up before Akihito closes!”

   Katsuki frowned, hesitant. “I can do it tomorrow babe. I said I wouldn’t leave you on your own again.”

   Izuku pouted. “But the photos, I wanna see them now. I’ll be fine Kacchan, no one is coming over and our parents are close by.”

   Still he looked extremely reluctant. “Babe, they’ll still be there tomorrow.”

   He whined. “I’ll call Shiggy, I just wanna see our photos so bad.”

   Katsuki sighed, his expression taking on a more serious look. “Izuku baby, I’m sorry but I’m putting my foot down on this. I’m not leaving your side.”

   Izuku’s lip wobbled, and he sank in on himself dejectedly. He knew he was being a brat, but he couldn’t help it. He just really wanted to have their photos immediately now that they were ready. “…m’okay.”

   Katsuki rolled his eyes, but smiled nonetheless. “Crybaby. How about this? I’ll call Shiggy and see if he can go pick them up. I’ll call Takaba and ask if he’ll stay open for a little longer.”

   Izuku instantly brightened back up, tears magically gone. “Yes! Please?”

   Katsuki shook his head with a chuckle. “Okay, okay. Let me phone them right now.”

   With that he got up, looking through his contacts to call the two people. Izuku watched as Katsuki put the phone to his ear and move to their back sliding doors. As he opened the door, the call picked up. “Takaba, this is Bakugou.”

   He closed the back door, and Izuku reached for his kindle to continue reading the book he was immersed in, only to smack his teeth in frustration when he remembered he’d put it on the charger. He pouted, looking back to see Katsuki on the phone pacing. Izuku scooted himself to the edge of the couch as much as he could without squishing his stomach, hyping himself up before he rocked forward.

   After a few tries, Izuku got a good grip on the back of the couch board and a hand on the small side table. Successfully getting himself to his feet, but now he was sweating and panting.

   Now standing, he took a moment to catch his breath, looking down at his stomach. He pointed at it. “You guys are getting evicted!”

   Laughing at his own silliness, he hobbled over to the guest room where his kindle was plugged in. Opening the door, he didn’t bother to turn on the light because he could see it on the nightstand. Shuffling over to it he unplugged it and smiled when he saw that the battery was full. 

   Happily he turned and waddled out of the room, headed back to the living room where he sat down again. Reaching for the remote he turned on the tv for light background noise, only to freeze.

   On their large expensive screen was a blown up photo of Katsuki kissing Mina. The banner of the trashy rumor media show saying: Pinky Hero Hopping? 

   Izuku stared. He knew this wasn’t true. He knew rationally that Katsuki would not only never betray him like that, but that it wasn’t possible. His Alpha had been with him every single moment since the incident with Sharpshooter. Izuku knew that this was fake, another ploy that without a doubt Camie and Mina were playing.

   But his Omegan brain wasn’t listening. It felt like his soul was ripping apart, screaming and wailing in betrayal. His heart felt like it was physically shrivelling in his chest as he struggled to breathe.

   It’s not real, Izuku mentally yelled at himself. It’s not real, it’s fake. That’s not Katsuki. It’s not real, you know it’s not real.

   He tried to breathe, tried to suck in oxygen but his body wasn’t listening. Tears poured down his cheeks as the talk show people discussed the photo and showed it numerous more times, zooming in on the faces of the fake Katsuki and Mina kissing.

   Then his stomach started to cramp like someone stabbed him. Izuku lets out a scream as he clutches his stomach. His primal instincts are going haywire as everything starts to fade with the mixture of physical and mental pain.

   In the background he could hear the sliding glass door slam open with enough force there’s a loud shatter. Then Katsuki is in his line of sight, saying something. He looks devastated. Izuku can’t hear anything though as his ears ring. 

   Then he smells burning caramel and smoke. It’s like his Omega snaps out of it suddenly. A feeling of safety and clarity washing over him as the furious scent of his Alpha reassures him that he’s protected. Izuku blinks, feeling like he’s woken up from a deep slumber, his hearing zones back in like water cleared from his ears. He’s confused about what happened for a long moment, before he realizes what’s happening.

   Katsuki is going feral. 

   His Alpha’s pupils are shrunken to pinpricks as he snarls, body trembling as the tang of deadly venom fills the air. His mouth is open exposing his elongated fangs that drip with saliva. The hair on the back of his neck is standing on end as he snarls deep and ugly. His gaze flickers between Izuku and the television that’s displaying the fake incident.

   Then the cramping comes back worse than before. Izuku gasps out in agony, crying as he shakes. Katsuki whines, looking so distressed it hurts. Izuku pushes out his scent as much as possible even as it hurts. “K-Ka…Kacchan…phone.”

   Katsuki blinks, and even though he doesn’t snap out of it there seems to be a semblance of understanding. He holds out the phone in his hand to Izuku, and Izuku grabs it. Pulling up Madii’s contact.

   “Izuku? Is something wrong?” They ask as soon as they pick up.

   Izuku cries out as another wave of pain makes his toes curl. “P-pups! Kacchan…AH! Fer-feral! Help!”

   Madii shouts to someone and then they’re talking to Izuku again. “We’re calling your emergency contact right now Izuku. They’ll be able to get to you faster. Will Katsuki attack them?”

   Izuku screamed as he felt like his pups were trying to rip their way out of his womb. “I don’t know! Please, it hurts so bad!”

   “Hang in there Izuku! Hang in there! We’re not letting anything happen to those beautiful pups right? You’re going to meet your pups together!” Madii said, their voice frantic. “Come on Momma, calm yourself down. I know it hurts Izuku but your Alpha is going to lose himself if he can’t find the danger to fight off. Breathe with me okay? Breathe with me.”

   Izuku feels the sweat make his clothes stick to his body as he grits his teeth, trying to fight through the pain to appear more at ease. Katsuki is pacing, looking around and growling. Going to Izuku one moment before hissing and looking for danger. After a moment he marched up to the tv and smashed it with a punch and a roar of anger.

   Shaking, Izuku croons as best as he can. “Th-thank you…Kac-Kacchan! I f-f-feel bett-better! Good Alpha!”

    Katsuki appears more relaxed, but still deep in his feral state. It feels like hours before he hears the front door open. Though looking at the phone he can see it’s only been a few minutes. Inko must’ve done over a hundred to get to him.

   “Izuku!” Inko calls out, before she’s rushing around the corner. Katsuki hisses, moving to stand in front of Izuku protectively. She holds up her hands to show she’s unarmed, pumping out her scent. “Katsuki baby, it’s me honey. It’s Mama Inko. I’m here to help your Omega.”

   Katsuki sniffs the air, and relaxes. “H…hhheeelp.”

   Inko nods. “We need to get Izuku to the hospital sweetheart okay? Can you pick your Omega up?”

   Katsuki nods jerkily and picks Izuku up effortlessly, whining when Izuku cries at the pain in his body. Inko leads them out to her car, where Katsuki sets Izuku in the back before getting in beside him, holding his hands. Izuku gratefully crushes them in his grip. Struggling to give Katsuki a smile. “Th-tha-ank you A-Alpha!”

   Inko slams on the gas pedal, and Madii is still talking to him on the phone, but he can barely pay attention to her. The ride is a blur as Izuku’s consciousness starts to wane. Katsuki is trying to do his best to scent and help Izuku, whining in agony when he can’t alleviate his mate of the pain.

   Then there’s the bright lights of the hospital, and hands reaching for him. Katsuki snarls and growls, thrashing and fighting. But a needle is wrestled into his arm, and a second later he slumps unconscious. Izuku lets out the most broken noise he’s ever heard himself make. “Kacchan!”

   Madii is there as they’re running him into the hospital. “He’s going to be okay Izuku.”

   Tears blur his vision as his heart is pounding wildly in his chest. Beating so fast and hard he’s terrified it’ll explode. He’s so scared he can’t even think. “I-I-I can’t d-do this with-without Kacchan!”

   Madii’s eyes are shiny with tears. “Don’t worry Izuku, he’ll be there I promise.”

   Then Izuku feels a prick on his arm, and as he looks around trying to desperately find his Alpha, his eyelids start to droop. Before he finally succumbs to a deep sleep.

   When he wakes again, he can hear soft beeping. Sluggishly he turns to locate the noise, seeing a heart monitor. Then he turns to look around the room, confused about where he was and what he was doing there. Katsuki is slumped uncomfortably in a shitty plastic chair, head titled back and resting against the wall in a way that is surely going to make him sore when he wakes. 

   Izuku frowns in confusion at seeing his Alpha in a hospital gown, and a metal stand next to him with fluids hanging. Following the tubes to see that they’re hooked into Katsuki’s arm with white gauze holding it secure.

   His eyes travel down to himself, and he jolts when he sees that his stomach is significantly flatter than it’d been in months. He gasps loudly, pushing down the covers and pulling up his hospital gown to see there are stitches on his stomach.

   Katsuki jolts awake, eyes snapping open before he winces at the light. Reaching for his head and pulling down sunglasses that had been made invisible in his hair. Once they’re on, he shakily stands to his feet, using the metal stand as support.

   “Zuku.” His voice is rough, like he’d swallowed handfuls of sandy gravel. “Baby, it’s okay.”

   Izuku’s heart monitor picks up as he looks desperately to his Alpha. “The pups?! Where are the pups?!”

   Katsuki grabs Izuku’s hand and he could feel the Alpha trembling, though he presses it to the gland on his neck. The calming pheromones ease Izuku’s panic. “They’re fine Izuku, they’re fine. They’re okay, I promise.”

   Izuku sags in utter relief, tears burning his eyes and nose. “Kacchan…Kacchan what happened?”

   “You started to drop, bad. My Alpha responded by going feral when it smelled that your body was going into labour and that there was danger.” Katsuki sounded winded and he took a deep breath. “Me going feral made you snap out of it, but I stayed feral because I couldn’t find the danger.”

   Izuku felt a cold rush of horror flood over him as he remembered what exactly had triggered him. “The photo.” 

   Katsuki whined. “I didn’t baby, I fucking promise I—”

   “I know Kacchan.” Izuku interrupted quickly. “I know. I didn’t drop because I believed it, but my Omega reacted anyway. I know you didn’t Kacchan.”

   The Alpha visibly had a weight lifted off his shoulders at that and he closed his eyes, nuzzling Izuku’s hand. “I was so fucking scared Izuku. I thought…I thought I was going to lose everything.”

   “Me too Kacchan.” Izuku’s voice cracked as he blinked back the tears. “But we made it. We’re okay.”

   There was a knock at the door, and after a second it opened as Madii came in. There was relief on their face as they smiled softly. “Izuku, how are you doing love?”

   Izuku gave her a weak smile back. “Okay now. Thank you.”

   “I wasn’t going to let anything happen to the five of you.” Madii said with conviction. “I just couldn’t let anything happen. You’re both so remarkably strong, and you made it through.”

   Izuku sniffled. “Can…can I see my pups?”

   Madii nodded. “Yes, of course. They’re beautiful. Just let me check up on you two, and then I’ll bring them in.”

   Izuku and Katsuki were both in rough shape. While Izuku had only been in a drop for a split moment it had drained a lot out of him and he’d need to stay extremely hydrated, eat a strict diet, and take vitamins to heal. Katsuki on the other hand was worse off, more similar to Ochako’s state post drop.

   “If you hadn’t had an extremely fresh dose of your medication, I’m afraid your feral state would’ve put you into a coma.” Madii said gravely. “But given you were able to slightly snap out of it and your dose was heavily in your system, you narrowly avoided it. Recovery will be hard, and you’ll need physical therapy and more medication, but you will recover.”

   Izuku’s heart monitor picked up again as searing rage like never before burned in his entire body. “Camie and Mina did this. Camie almost killed Ochako, she almost killed Kacchan, and she almost killed our pups. Mina just…she just…”

   Madii nodded. “I know Izuku, we can focus on that later. Right now, you two get to meet your pups.”

    Izuku took a deep breath and nodded. “Please.”

   They leave to get the pups, and Katsuki struggles to pull the chair over so he can sit. His legs shake and tremble from the strain, and Izuku has never wanted to kill anyone as badly as he did now. Katsuki pats his hand. “We’ll be okay Izuku, we’ll get through this.”

   Izuku sniffles, wiping away his tears. “I know Kacchan, but I’m just so tired.”

   Katsuki hums. “Yeah, fuck yeah. But our pups are here, and they’re all that matters right now.”

   The door opens again, and they both shoot up straight. Madii and a nurse wheel in an incubation bed, and for the first time they lay eyes on their pups in the flesh. On either side of the baby swaddled in pink are two babies swaddled in blue. Izuku’s breath hitches on a sob as the nurse picks up the first boy, and Izuku’s arms are out instantly to hold him.

   “Your first born.” She cooes. Then the other boy is placed in his other arm. “Second born.”

   Madii hands the baby in pink to Katsuki, carefully helping him prop his arms up so he can hold her without fear of dropping her. Sitting on the ground and supporting his arms. “Your youngest.”

   Katsuki’s whole body shakes as a sob escapes his lips. “Our little baby girl.”

   He looks up at Izuku who holds their two sons. Izuku is a blubbering mess too, tears blurring his vision. Izuku stares at their boys in absolute awe. “And her big brothers.”

   Their faces are so small, poking out from the swaddles. Their second born has his face slightly scrunched like he’s displeased and it reminds Izuku so much of Katsuki he giggles helplessly. The other looks so peaceful. Their skin is so pink and new, with their tiny noses, itty bitty mouths, and small eyes. An extremely thin tuft of nearly white pale blond hair peek out from under their tiny beanies.

   “Months,” Izuku laughs through a cry of joy. “Months of carrying you in my belly and you come out looking like your Sire.”

   Katsuki snorts, trying hard to blink away tears. “Princess here has your hair dork.”

   Izuku looks over as Katsuki pushes back the pink beanie just a little to show that she does indeed have a fine head of curly green hair. Katsuki looks at the boys and laughs. “Course my boys came out bald as fuck.”

   They look at each other, and they both burst out laughing, much to the disturbance of their sleeping pups. Quickly they quiet down, and Izuku stares at his family with love. “Welcome to the world my beautiful pups.”

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There’s a sense of surrealness, as neither of them can look away for even a moment. Eyes feasting greedily on the sight of their three little pups peacefully slumbering without a care in the world or even any comprehension of their own existence. Izuku has a sort of out of body weightlessness in him, and a haze similar to being high. He could almost imagine that there’s a romance manga vibe to their room. Cherry blossom petals and a pink aura surrounding them wouldn’t be surprising.

   It’s just impossible to not commit everything about their pups to memory, and then cycling back through to take it all in again. Izumi’s curls were multiplying despite being only days old, and she had Izuku’s brilliant green eyes. While Katsuki lamented about his sons still being bald, he was overjoyed that they had his red eyes. Calling them his mini-me’s.

   “They’re so small.” Katsuki says for the millionth time with a tone of absolute starstruck. Izuku thought he’d seen every gentle expression his Alpha had to offer, but was blown away at the pure tenderness in his eyes.

   Izuku hums happily. “I can’t get over the fact that they’re real. That the two of us really made these little angels.”

   Katsuki nods in understanding. “It almost feels like a dream.”

   He giggled. “We made people Kacchan.”

   The Alpha snorted. “We have three legit whole ass humans we’re responsible for now. They’ll have their own personalities and shit.”

   It’s been four days since they got to the hospital, both staying for continued observation, and all of them are set to be discharged the next morning. They let the staff know that they’re finally ready for visitors, introducing their loved ones to their pups. Then they were going to head home and only be with each other for a while. Giving all of them time to adjust and bask in each other’s existence.

   Even just the act of feeding them had Izuku’s head swimming with the realization that he’d actually given birth. It flusters him a tiny bit when Katsuki stares with pure amazement when the babies feed. Feeling one of their pups suckle is so bizarre to him but simultaneously feels so natural. An instinctual satisfaction floating in his chest knowing that he’s providing for their pups. 

   There’s a knock at the door, and they both reluctantly tear their eyes from the pups. A nurse smiles sweetly before stepping aside and letting the first guests enter.

   Inko and Mitsuki are holding it each other, visibly shaking with anticipation. Behind them are their husbands, who look equally excited. The wind knocks out of the four of them when they lay eyes on the three precious new beings in the world. 

   “Oh.” Inko wheezes out as she immediately bursts into happy tears. She blinks rapidly to be rid of them and continues taking in her grandchildren. Her free hand, not linked with Mitsuki’s, flies to her heart. “Oh they’re so beautiful.”

   “Holy shit you two actually made three whole ass humans.” Mitsuki says in awed disbelief. 

   Izuku laughs at the similarity between Katsuki and his mother. Making him wonder how much of their own personalities would rub off on their children. The future shone so brightly ahead of them and held an infinite amount of possibilities.

   Mitsuki is quick to tear up as well, enchanted by the physical proof of the new generation in their family. Masaru and Toshinori both sniffle with misty eyes. 

   “They are just so precious.” Masaru warbles. 

   “They don’t even know yet just how spoiled and loved they will be.” Toshinori says with a smile. 

  Izuku and Katsuki are both radiating with pride at the praise of their pups. A feeling of success floods their veins. 

   “Do you want to hold them?” Izuku asks sweetly. He holds out their eldest son, placing him in Inko’s arms. She stares at the tiny baby like he was the greatest thing in the world. “That’s our first born, Katsuya, an Alpha.”

   Her face contorts as she fights the urge to full on ugly sob as she cradles him. Toshinori runs a finger along his tiny little cheek ever so gently “Katsuya, welcome sweetheart, I’m your grandma Inko and this is your grandpa Toshi.”

   Mitsuki holds the next pup with just as much reverence, her and Masaru looking down at him with adoration. Katsuki beamed with pride at his parent’s love. “Our second, Itsuki, an Omega.” 

   She’s too overwhelmed for words, blinking rapidly as her tears spill down her cheeks. Sniffling as she holds one of her grandchildren. Masaru too is speechless as he wipes his eyes on his sleeve. When she can speak, her voice is squeaky and warbled. “Itsuki, you’re such a blessing. I never…I was so afraid I’d never get to meet you and your siblings…but…you’re here now.”

   Katsuki chokes up, smiling in a way that melts Izuku’s heart and makes him fall in love all over again. Then Izuku looks down at the little girl in his arms. “This little princess, her name is Izumi, she’s an Omega.”

    They coo and awe, tears abound. Spending as much time soaking in the pup’s existence until they begrudgingly set to leave so the other visitors have time to filter through. 

   Shiggy and Touya look almost shocked, like neither could believe their eyes. Shiggy cries silently as he holds Izumi, promising her to be the best girl uncle possible, and it makes Izuku shake with emotion. 

   Touya tries his hardest not to cry, but as he holds the boys his words choke up. “You guys have the best fucking parents, you’ll never know what it’s like to not be loved. You two look after each other yeah? Be the most loyal brothers you can be, and protect each other.”

   Their friends all have similar reactions, lots of tears and words of affection. Ochako and Himiko make a video call to see the pups, and they both burst out into tears. By the time the day is over, Izuku and Katsuki are both so ready to be home. Falling asleep together in the large hospital bed staring at their pups in their bassinet.

~ ~ ~ 

“We’re home.” Katsuki announces with victory and joy, making Izuku giggle in his arms helplessly, holding their three pups securely. The Alpha had desperately wanted to carry his family over the threshold, and Izuku couldn’t say no to his eager expression. While Katsuki was still weak from his feral state, a short moment of holding them wasn’t dangerous. So he let his Alpha fulfill his wish. Smiling up at the love of his life as he uses his foot to close the door. Walking them quickly to the living room where he gently set them down. 

   Once Izuku is settled, Katsuki leans down to kiss each of their tiny foreheads before giving Izuku a deep passionate kiss, leaving him breathless and swooning. “First order of business is to get your crib over here so Mama can eat all the damn seafood he can manage cause you little boogers needed a special diet.”

   Izuku laughs, stomach growling at the mere mention of seafood. Katsuki gave him another, quick kiss before sprinting over to the nursery to grab the crib. Coming back just as quickly, and helping set their pups down. “You little cuties just enjoy your nap and continue being amazing. Dream about all the awesome food you’ll get to eat in the future.”

   Seeing this new sugary sweet fatherly side of Katsuki made Izuku want to immediately get pregnant again. Pulling out his phone, Katsuki shot out a message. “Shouto is hooking us up with the real good shit, he’ll swing by to drop it off.”

   The two of them seemed to be on the same brainwave as they started to take as many pictures as possible of their precious little angels. Only stopping when Katsuki got Shouto’s message that he was at the door, so as to not wake the children up with a knock or doorbell ring. Katsuki almost fell to the floor with his eagerness after launching from the carpeted living room to the cool tile, darting for the door.

   When he came back a few moments later, he showed Izuku the numerous heavy brown bags loaded with treasure. Smiling with devilish delight, given that he too had sacrificed seafood in solidarity with Izuku. Then disappeared into the kitchen, the very light sound of carefully grabbed plates making Izuku’s stomach growl.

   He was probably already drooling as Katsuki reappeared with two of their largest party serving plates completely loaded with the seafood boil. Setting them down on the coffee table before rushing back to grab all the sauces. Izuku waited impatiently, nearly vibrating with anticipation as Katsuki grabbed two large beers and poured them into chilled glasses. Izuku had pumped enough for the next two days just for this moment.

   Finally the drinks were set down, and the both of them sank to the floor with their backs propped against the couch, pulling the coffee table closer to them. Both grabbed the big plastic bibs that came with the food, secured them, and then looked at each other with wild grins. Then at the same exact time, they both ravenously dug in.

   The first heavenly bite of three shrimps crammed into his mouth was pure ecstasy and made Izuku ascend from the human plane of existence. Moaning loudly without shame, closing his eyes as he chewed. Next to him Katsuki let out a deep groan of pleasure as he shoved a scallop dipped in spicy sauce into his mouth. Then they were diving in for more.

   Laughably, Izuku had never felt so much closer to Katsuki than this moment. Childhood sweethearts, husbands, mated Omega and Alpha, brand new parents, and eating the seafood boil mountain in front of them with the most appalling table manners ever. It was like all boundaries that any couple could face were finally complete. Farting in front of each other, throwing up from sickness, smelling each other’s toxic shits after the other used the restroom. Now they were witnessing each other sloppily and barbarically massacre the ocean’s bugs dipped in various sauces, spices, and juices. 

   It was one of the single most precious moments in Izuku’s life. Right under getting married, discovering he was pregnant, and meeting their pups. Because this was the two of them at their happiest. With their wonderful children fast asleep safe and sound in their home where they would grow for years to come, while demolishing an ungodly amount of crab legs, crawfish, mussels, shrimp, and scallops.

   Izuku finally took a breath, sauce all over his lips and cheeks with his hands covered in it as he reached for the tall beer, taking his first sip of alcohol in nine months. Practically gulping it down like a crazed beast before setting it back down, and then burping.

   “Fuck yeah baby, fuck that shit up.” Katsuki said gleefully around a mouth full of food. Reaching for his own drink and taking a hearty swig of it.

   Every few minutes they would glance over to the crib where their pups were to check on them, before diving back in. It felt like forever until Izuku ate his last crawfish, slumping back as he dumped its poor little carcass onto the mound of food he’d defeated. Sighing happily as a heavy haze of sleepiness washed over him.

   Katsuki cracked his last crab leg, sucking out the meat before getting up and going to the kitchen. Coming back with two more beers and wet napkins. Both of them cleaned their hands and faces off before slumping against the couch and sipping on their beer in utter peace.

   “I fucking love you so goddamn much, you can’t even comprehend it.” Katsuki said sluggishly, head lazily moving to look at Izuku. Eyes glazed with an incoming food coma, and a smile so sweet that Izuku blushed like they were on their first date.

   “Kacchan.” Izuku hummed. “I love you so much I feel like all this love inside of me should make me spontaneously combust at any moment.”

   Katsuki snorted, sipping his beer. “God we’re gonna be awesome fucking parents.”

   Izuku giggled, looking over to their sleeping pups. “Yeah, it’s going to be wonderful.” 

   After lounging together in peaceful silence finishing their beer, Katsuki got up to clean as the pups slowly started to wake with squeaky little whines of hunger. The microwave sounded from the distance, and he came back a moment later with carefully heated bottles. The two of them got their grumpy pups out of their crib and arranged them in comfortable positions with the soft couch cushions for feeding.

   Once they realized the nipples of the bottles provided food, all three of them were suckling away. Izuku looked down at Izumi with a never ending flood of awe and love as her little arms jerked softly as she suckled. Glancing over to Katsuki to see the Alpha looking down at his two sons with just as much devotion and adoration.

   “Hehe, look he’s trying to fight me.” Katsuki whispered with a soft laugh. Itsuki’s little arms were waving too, tiny hands balled into fists. Izuku snorted at his husband’s ridiculousness, his heart so impossibly happy he didn’t know how it could fit into a human body. “He’s gonna be trouble for sure, that’s my boy.”

   After the pups had their fill, they were burped before being gently swaddled and set back into their large crib for another nap. Because being a few days old was exhausting for little babies. Izuku and Katsuki hovered over them for a few minutes, reaching out to gently scent them as they slumbered.

   Katsuki then looked at Izuku, eyes heated. “So, what are we gonna get up to now Mama?”

   Izuku flushed, smirking at him. “I have an idea Daddy.”

   In the blink of an eye the two of them were tangled together on the couch, snoring deeply as they soaked in as much sleep as they could get before all they knew was waking up to the baby monitor at all hours of the night. 

~ ~ ~

On day ten of their pups being introduced to the world they both eagerly opened the door for Takaba who looked overjoyed at the opportunity to not only photograph for them again, but to be doing their newborn’s photos. He’d been more than willing to do an at home photo shoot for the new parents, and rolled up in a company van with all the props.

   He set down his camera bag after being led into the living room where the crib was and gasped lightly, hands settling over his heart. Eyes shining as he gazed upon the sleeping triplets. “Oh my heart. They’re so precious.”

   Izuku beamed at the compliment, reaching down to pet…Itsuki’s…Katsuya…one of his son’s hair. “Izumi, Katsuya, and Itsuki.”

   Takaba beamed. “Are they identical? Oh stupid question, little princess has green curly hair. They are adorable! I’m definitely going home with baby fever.”

   Katsuki chuckled. “Honestly they might end up looking alike anyways, both our families have extremely strong genes. I look a helluva lot like my parents and Izuku looks like a dead ringer of his mom.”

   “Okay! Let me get all the stuff and then we can get started, then I’ll let you two enjoy your family time.” Takaba said with an excited wave of his hands. 

   Izuku sat down next to the crib to read as Katsuki went out to help bring in the props. He was still on strict rest orders not only due to the brief drop he experienced, but the c-section recovery as well. Being in the hospital doped up on pain medication for the first four days was a blessing in disguise as he rode through what he read was the most painful period of c-section recovery. Though he was still very tender, and had small bouts of pain here and there. 

   After their splurge with the seafood boil Katsuki had become extremely stringent on both their diets per the doctor’s orders. His Alpha was healing well after his feral episode, but it pained Izuku to see moments where Katsuki would get fatigued or dizzy. Katsuki’s physical therapist was sweet enough to offer virtual sessions so as to not drag the Alpha out of the house during a sensitive time and especially after such a traumatic experience. 

   Izuku respected his husband’s space as he’d go to their room with the exercise equipment to work on regaining some lost strength. He knew how much it embarrassed the Alpha, despite trying to not let it affect his view on his masculinity. They’d seen each other at their worst mentally, but Izuku still respected that Katsuki wanted to work on this in his own space. 

   He was consistently rewarded for his understanding after Katsuki’s sessions as the Alpha would come to him and cuddle, kissing him all over. Telling him his physical therapist said he’d kicked ass that session. To which Izuku would dutifully praise him for a job well done. 

   Both of them also had a strict rule that the tv was not to be turned on unless they were playing a movie. All social media apps were deleted for the time being, and their work emails muted. The only ones able to reach them were their friends, family, Saki, and Madii.

   The two of them came back in with various garden props, a giant basket, and several blankets. Once they were all set down Takaba turned to them with a beaming smile. “Alrighty! We’ll do some group pictures, individual for each pup, then some pictures with all of you. Sound good?”

   “Sounds great.” Izuku replied back excitedly.

   The next two hours were magical and long. Takaba was extremely gentle with all of their pups, and didn’t mind their nervous hovering whatsoever. Explaining to them that taking pictures when they were only a few days old was the most ideal given the pups would typically sleep through the entire thing and not get fussy. 

   All three of them were laid in the basket for the first photo, posed to be facing Izumi in the middle and holding each other’s tiny hands. A silky white blanket was laid over them and they were surrounded by colorful flowers. The next photo a long but small pillow was used to prop them up over the edge so it looked like they were laying on with their arms crossed and their heads propped delicately.

   The surrealness of having three pups was hitting both of them again, as they watched Takaba do his work with passion. To think, what felt like only seconds ago Izuku had seen the positive result on the pregnancy tests, almost screaming with joy as he threw himself out of the restroom of their apartment to let Katsuki know. In the early days of the pregnancy Izuku could only imagine what it would be like when the pups were finally born. 

   Izuku remembered the feeling of squeezing his eyes shut praying to whoever would listen quietly under his breath for this to be the moment, as Katsuki sat in the living room eating his leftovers, like it happened mere seconds ago.

   Now they were getting their pup’s first professional photos to hang on their walls for the rest of their lives. They were here, in the flesh, alive and so loved. Perfectly healthy, and with an entire future ahead of them with an abundance of people that would support them no matter what.

   When the photoshoot was finally done, Katsuki helped Takaba pack everything back up. He promised to get the photos edited as soon as possible so they could share with all their loved ones, before congratulating them and wishing them well.

   Perfect timing, as the pups started to fuss and whine. Izuku had Katsuya and Itsuki propped up by pillows to give them access to his breasts, and that was still a lot to get used to, the fact he had boobs full of milk. While Katsuki fed Izumi from a bottle, nuzzling her lovingly. 

   “I’ll send the photos to Saki when they’re ready.” Katsuki whispered softly. “She’ll make the post for us so everyone can finally shut the fuck up, and see our amazing ass pups while we enjoy our time together.”

   Izuku hummed, looking over at his husband and raising an eyebrow. “Tone back the cussing Kacchan, I haven’t forgotten.”

   “Right, right, right. My bad, sorry.” Katsuki winced, then looked over at his sons. Staring at them for a good second before giving a wobbly smile of amusement. “I can’t tell them apart.”

   Izuku looked down at them, briefly pulling both away very gently from feeding. One of the pups looked like he was already dead asleep, while the other scrunched up his face in annoyance.

   “Itsuki.” They both said to the grumpy-faced baby before Izuku let them resume feeding.

   “He’s gonna be a spitfire of an Omega.” Katsuki chuckled, but then his happy expression fell as he looked deep in thought. Looking over to stare at Katsuya. 

   Izuku crooned comfortingly. “It’s going to be okay, Kacchan. Things are even better now than when you were a pup. If he does inherit it, he’ll have the most dedicated doctors at his side.”

   Katsuki’s eyes pinkened as they watered, and he blinked to prevent them from falling. “I’d rather he not have to go through that. Hell I’d give anything so he doesn’t have to go through it. But…my mom had it, I had it…he’s probably going to have it too.”

   “We don’t know that Kacchan.” Izuku said. “But if he does, we’ll face it as it comes, okay? It’s too early to be dreading this, let’s enjoy that they’re here. Before they hit the terrible twos.”

   He snorted. “Yeah, that’s when we’ll see how far the Bakugou genes go. Sorry baby, I didn’t mean to spoil the moment.”

   Izuku shook his head. “No Kacchan you didn’t, these are things we’ll need to talk about now as parents. We’ll always worry for our pups, and want the best for them. I just don’t want us to paralyze ourselves in fear of what could happen, instead of living in the moment of what is happening.”

   The Alpha looked over at him with intrigue, smirking handsomely. “Damn Zuku, motherhood matured you right up didn’t it? It’s sexy as hell.”

   He flushed. “Oh hush.”

   They laid their pups down after checking that they didn’t need a diaper change, and cuddled up on the couch together. Katsuki spooned Izuku from behind, arranging the pillow for both of them to be comfortable and securing the blanket around them. “Dammit, why did we make the nursery downstairs?”

   Izuku yawned, snuggling back into his husband and closing his eyes. “We didn’t wanna fall down the stairs with them getting up to make a bottle.”

   Katsuki yawned back. “Right, right.”

   Not that it mattered much at the moment, because they’d taken up permanent residence in the living room. Neither wanting to be separated from their pups even as they all slept. Katsuki reached for the tiny remote on the table stand, hitting the button that activated the star crib mobile, a gentle lullaby soothing all of them to sleep as yellow stars danced around the walls.

~ ~ ~   

“You’re a stinky baby, baby so stinky, baby stinky winky, stinky winky baby!” Katsuki sang softly while playfully moving Katsuya’s feet up and down, making the young pup gurgle out a cooing giggle. Waving his arms to express his joy. Katsuki continued to sing as he seasoned their baby’s butt with baby powder. “He took a nasty dookie, it smelled so spookie.”

   Izuku giggled softly from his seat on the rocking chair, holding Itsuki to his chest and gently patting his back to burp him. Meanwhile Izumi was having tummy time on the plush carpet right next to him, head bobbing as she slapped at the playmate that had floating stars that scattered every time to batted at them.

   Their pups were now a month and a half old, and the overwhelming excitement of having pups was nowhere near close to fading. While it did suck to wake up at all hours of the night to feed them, just holding them soothed their exhaustion like a balm. Before their very eyes their babies were developing so fast, it was a miracle to watch.

   Izumi’s hair had doubled in volume, and was now a giant curly puffball on her head. Katsuya and Itsuki were finally growing into their blond hair, and the tale tale Bakugou spikes were coming in already. Unyielding to any soothing down. 

   The amount of adorable outfits they’d put on their pups despite not going anywhere was an obsession at this point, and their photo galleries on their phone just of their pups were reaching the thousands already. 

   Katsuki picked up Katsuya after securing the diaper and refastening his onesie, sitting him down next to his sister. His eyes widening at the toy and immediately joining her in punching at the stars. “Stinker butt.”

   “I thought Itsuki was stinker butt.” Izuku laughed.

   Katsuki shook his head, his hands on his hips as he towered over his two pups, watching them play. “Izumi is Princess Stinky, and Itsuki is Mr. Stinky.”

   Izuku snickered, relieved as Itsuki let out a little burp. “Ah, my mistake dear husband.”

   Now that the pups were a little bit older they opened their house to their friends and family, having thoroughly soaked in their quality alone time. When Takaba was done with the photos, Katsuki sent them over to Saki and told her to announce it however she wanted, and invited her to visit them when they opened their house to guests.

   She used DynaMight’s agency account to post a select few of the newborn photos with the caption of: The long awaited welcome of the wonder pups. Though she quickly followed up by quoting it from her own PR account with the passive aggressive remark of: Now those are three adorable pups that look exactly like their parents wouldn’t you say?

   They decided to still keep off all social media for the time being, but their friends were having a blast regaling them with what was happening out in the world with them absent, especially their own posts commenting on the picture release.

   IcyHotOfficial: Wow, two more Katsukis and one more Izuku. The world is both damned and blessed. 

   UravityOfficial: They’re so precious! They look exactly like their beautiful parents!

   HimikoUraraka: Izuku’s genes barely stood a chance lol! Princess said: unhand me!!

   CelloPhaneOfficial: Yo, yoooo man…Bakubro all grown up with kids? I’m crying! He’s no longer Bakubro, he’s Bakudad! Beautiful pups man, I’m so not jealous.

   RedRiotOfficial: Princess gonna be so spoiled with two brothers! Congrats you two! I’m solidifying my role as favorite uncle as soon as I can.

   CreatiOfficial: I. AM. MAKING. SO. MANY. TOYS. FOR. THEM.

   MamaMighty: Wow surprise surprise they look like my son in law, whoooo would’ve guessed??? Lol, love you, my precious boys! AND I LOVE MY GRANDCHILDREN EVEN MORE!!

   BakugouMitsuki: The Bakugou genes are really a force to be reckoned with huh? Can’t fake that now can you? Love my precious grandbabies!

   AllMightOfficial: KEYBOARD SMASH!!!! TOO PRECIOUS FOR THIS WORLD!

   Turns out, faced with the hardcore undeniable evidence that Izuku had been telling the truth all along, had many that were adamant about his infidelity scrambling to try and redeem themselves. Coming up with petty excuses for their behavior, or outright trying to frame it that they’d known all along but were playing along for some greater reason.

   The very few that refused to let it go held fast in their opinion that nothing was proven until the baby’s DNA was tested. To which their friends informed them that those few were met with a furoscious ‘FUCK YOU’ from their supporters and fans. 

   When they were finally ready to connect back into the outside world, Katsuki called Saki to get the heads up on how everything was going so they wouldn’t be blind sided. She gave them a similar run down that their friends had, that the people who supported the two of them were having a great time celebrating the birth of the wonder babies while everyone who had been vehement on dragging Izuku through the mud were ducking for cover. 

   Sharpshooter’s case had been processed and was officially documented, leaving the malicious ex-young hero with a criminal history of Omegan abuse, and pup endangerment. Resulting in a terminated hero license and ban from ever working in a first responder position. With that came a restraining order to stay a thousand feet away from Izuku at all times, as well as a settlement agreement for the mental distress he’d caused the Omega. Which was just waiting for the couple’s signatures to be fully submitted. 

   Their long extensive case against Mina and Camie was extended yet again given the recent events of their newest stunt that caused the two of them to nearly die. Now they were looking at being given life sentences, and that was an entirely new serious case to work on. Both ladies seemed to have disappeared for the time being, while Denki had chosen to detach himself from the situation.

   Claiming that everything beyond the initial snark statement about Kirishima cheating with Himiko, he was not involved in. Mina had pulled away from him, and they started to lose touch. In order to get away from the drama, Denki signed up for an exchange program with the U.K and was working in London. 

   As for the trash media show that had circulated the fake images of Katsuki and Mina, they were immediately cancelled and the producers were being sued. 

   Saki told them that the air was clear for an enthusiastic welcome back overall, and encouraged them to take their time slowly reintegrating themselves with the media. Katsuki’s spot as Number One was frozen in place out of respect for the Alpha, and would be until he returned to work in the future. So it was the time to relax and enjoy being a family. 

   Izuku plotted for a little while what to do as a coming back video, and came up with a brilliant idea to rope his husband into. With Mitsuki and Inko downstairs spending time with their grandchildren knitting up a storm, they were upstairs in Izuku’s studio room with a fold out table and many little jars in front of them.

   “Hello my sweet heroes! Thank you so much for being so amazingly patient, I have missed you all so much and I can’t wait to get back into making more content for you wonderful loves.” Izuku chirps happily, his heart thudding with true excitement at getting back into the job of a content creator that he loved so much. 

   Katsuki waved. “Hey nerds, I really appreciate you all letting Izuku have some peace and all. We all know he deserves the rest. Brownie points from DynaMight dorks.”

   Izuku snorted, but was still smiling brightly. “In honor of being brand new parents—”

   “To the best damn kids that ever existed in the history of ever!” Katsuki interrupted with a brilliant smug smirk.

   “We decided to have a little fun, and rate baby food that our little angels will soon be eating themselves.” Izuku giggled. 

   Katsuki looked down dubiously at the various little jars of flavored baby food, picking up one and scrutinizing it. “If this is shit then I’m making them baby food my damn self. Ain’t gonna have my pups eating trash.”

   Izuku wants to chastise him, but he’s also thinking the same exact thing. That if he doesn’t like anything they taste that he wouldn’t subjugate their pups to it either. In fact, thinking about it now, why not just let Katsuki make their baby food point blank period?

   “We have some pretty good brands here.” Izuku says in the poor brand’s defense. “We’ll just have to see!”

   Katsuki set the little bottle down, tapping the top with a finger, looking at the camera seriously. “Oh we’ll see alright. I’m gonna be dead honest you baby food companies, don’t get your feelings hurt.”

   Izuku picked up the beef flavor jar as he announced the flavor. “Also we will not be wasting these so don’t worry! That’s why we got the tiny tester bottles and me and Kacchan will take big scoops so we don’t throw away perfectly good baby food.”

   Katsuki snorted. “Perfectly good is yet to be seen.”

   He popped open the jar and the two of them got their plastic spoons ready. They both cleared out the jar getting hearty scoops. Both of them held up the spoons like they were cheering the audience. Izuku smiled. “Let’s see!”

   “Bone apple titty.” Katsuki said, and then they both put the spoons in their mouths.

   It was only a split second before Katsuki was dry heaving, fist over his mouth as he struggled to keep the mushy beef flavored baby food down. Meanwhile Izuku was trying his hardest to not react as violently, but could feel his whole body lurch with a deep gag. 

   Katsuki lost the fight and grabbed the small trash can in between them, spitting it out before raising it to Izuku. “Baby spit it out don’t try to be fucking nice.”

   Izuku barely needed to be convinced as he leaned over and spit out the horrible food. Putting the trash can down Katsuki reached to the center of the table where their drinks were to cleanse their palate. He pops open the zero sugar soda and hands it to Izuku before grabbing his own and the two of them gratefully take giant sips.

   Once he caught his breath, Katsuki pointed accusingly at the camera. “That! That was not fucking food what the actual hell? That was—eeeurgh!”

   Izuku coughed out a laugh at Katsuki’s bodily gag, before he too gagged again, eyes watering. “Yeah, that was not a fun taste, my goodness. Woah, what a way to start huh?”

   Together they continued to go through the different baby foods, finding that not all of them were terrible. Some were even really good, and it warmed Izuku’s heart when Katsuki would take out his phone to take a picture of the food he deemed good.

   “Alrighty Kacchan what did you think?” Izuku asked, polishing off his soda. 

   Katsuki continued to eat the apple baby food, practically scraping the bottle clean. “Some of these weren’t bad at all, like legit good stuff I’d totally be okay with the pups having. I’m honestly surprised, I thought all of them were gonna taste like shit.”

   Izuku nodded. “Yeah honestly I was kind of surprised too! I’m glad that we know though that we won’t feed our angels something really nasty.”

   Katsuki licked the spoon clean of the apple flavor, then used it to point at the camera. “Some of that shit was fucking foul though, whoever made those nasty ass flavors needs to be spoon fed this stuff for the rest of their lives as punishment.”

   “That’s so mean Kacchan.” Izuku giggled.

   He looked down at the cleaned out apple flavor. “This one though, hell I might take this to work with me for a little snack. This shit slapped. You know some models actually eat baby food during fashion week to stay slim?”

   Izuku blinked, mouth popping open a little in surprise. “No, I totally didn’t know that! Did Auntie Mitsuki tell you that?”

   Katsuki nodded. “Yeah, forgot what the hell we were talking about but I think I was asking about diet shit and it came up. I thought that it was nasty as hell, but honestly, it doesn't seem so crazy now.”

   He hummed. “Huh, well the more you know. Anyways, thank you my amazing loves for laughing with us—”

   “More likely at us.” Katsuki chuckled.

   “We hope to do more cutesy parenty type videos like this, and I’ll get back to my regular quirk analysis videos soon. You all have a wonderful day, and stay heroic!”

   “Later nerds!” Katsuki saluted. 

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“I will end you, I will end you, do you understand?!” Izuku hissed with deadly seriousness as his eyes were narrowed, fangs a little bared. “You think you’re so much smarter than me huh? Well you’re not, cause I’m smart as heck and I will defeat you. I will conquer you and you will know to respect and fear me! That’s right, Izuku Bakugou is the name of a man that can do anything and I will do you so hard.”

   Katsuki burst out into hysterical, cackling laughter, wheezing hard as his hands flew to grip his stomach. Whole body shaking as he snorted and lost the sound of his voice until he was laughing noiselessly. Before he then gasped wildly for air, cackling again as tears poured down his face.

   Pouting Izuku shook the knitting needles a little as he tried to force the piece he was working on into submission. “Kacchan this isn’t a laughing matter, I’m serious!”

   That just sent Katsuki into more hysterics, tears pouring down his cheeks as he rocked back and forth with his laughter. He giggled and snickered as he tried to regain control of himself. “Hahaha, I-Izu…fuck! Ahahaha, Izuku it’s just ahaha just knitting! Oh my god! Hahahaha!”

   “It’s haaaaaard!” Izuku whined. “How does Mama do this so easily?! Kacchan too! You’re already so good at it!”

   Katsuki shook his head, wiping away his tears. “Oh god that was too fucking funny. It’s okay baby, maybe you’ll like crocheting more. I suck ass at that shit, but some people say that those who can crotchet have issues with knitting and vice versa.”

   Izuku sighed, giving up on his little wonky project, looking at the camera. “Chat, comfort me, I feel like a loser now.” 

   The chat immediately descended into encouraging comments like it was their full time job complete with benefits and a 401k. 

   DynaMightsLeftSock: I can’t knit for shit Izuku it’s okay! We all have our special skills!!

   DynaDeku4ever: My sister can draw animals so well and I can draw people but we both can't draw the opposite lol.

   The4thWDPup: I can embroider like no one’s business but the minute it comes to yarn I’m ready to throw hands.

   Izuku smiled at his lovely fans. “You guys are so sweet to me. Okay I think we have a crochet kit here somewhere lemme see.”

   The parenting video series they’d started was quickly becoming one of Izuku’s most popular. He was slowly gathering everything together research wise to get back into his hero analysis videos, battle breakdowns, and quirk evolution talks. It was understood that his podcast with guests would take a little longer to come back up, but everyone was incredibly understanding after the incident with Sharpshooter. 

   Though Izuku already had it lined up to have a Quirkless struggles podcast talk with the sweet police officer that took the statement report. It hurt a little that Izuku was now having to create very strict contracts regarding podcast guests on what was off limits to talk about and expected behavior, but he needed to protect himself. It wasn’t something he’d ever thought he’d have to do, in all his years as a respected and beloved content creator, but that time had come and passed. All he could do now was learn from it and go forward. 

   “Okay I really wanna make this cute little bunny, so one of the pups can play with it.” Izuku mumbled as he looked at the pamphlet with instructions on how to make the easy crafts. 

   The live went on peacefully with the two of them talking about new adventures with their pups and the life of being new parents. Chat was sending out parenting tips for everyone in the live to consider as some of them were in the first stages or ending stages of pregnancy or simply considering trying for a pup. Others were talking about how it morphed their relationship with the positives as well as negatives. 

   FlowerQueen: I just had a pup and my husband isn’t helping as much as he promised. I have to beg just to be able to take a shower by myself and as soon as I get out he’s putting the pup back in my arms. He jokes to our friends that he’s on ‘babysitting’ duty when he has to watch our son.

   Katsuki sneered. “Babysitting duty? The fuck?! You mean being a fucking parent to the baby you helped bring into this world? Nah Flowers, you can’t let that shit fly. He’s acting like it’s only your job to take care of your pup and that’s some fucked shit. Imagine when your pup starts going to school, what is he gonna leave you to manage that shit all on your own too?”

   Izuku nodded enthusiastically at Katsuki’s rant. “Parenting is always one hundred percent on both your sides. Of course it’s healthy to help each other when you need a break or some me time, but that’s common decency. Taking care of your child isn’t some household chore like remembering to dust the top of the ceiling fan every once in a while, it’s a lifestyle. It was a choice, and he’s not holding up his end of your marriage.”

   “You talk to him about this shit?” Katsuki asked, shifting the second beanie he was knitting to start another row. “Tell his fuckin’ Dam about this, if they’re a good in-law then they should fucking slap his ass into goddamn gear.”

   FlowerQueen: It caused a big fight, his Dam said it was my responsibility since I’m the Dam and it’s my role in our marriage.

   Katsuki balked, red eyes wide and face gobsmacked. “Oh?! Oh fuck that dude what the fuck? No, get the fuck away from that family Flowers they will drain you fuckin’ dry then spit you out without a care. There’s a hella lack of love there for sure, and respect. Go home if you have good parents.”

   FlowerQueen: You know what, you’re right. I’m tired of having this conversation with him over and over again. I’m worth so much more than this and so is my son!

   “Fuck yeah you are, you got Queen in your username fucking own that shit. Pop off.” Katsuki smirked.

   Izuku laughed. “I hope everything works out for you sweetheart, let any of us in the discord know if you need help. We’ll all be here for you.”

   BroccoliLover: Yeah Flowers! We’ll be there 100%! 

   DynaMightsLeftSock: Bro we ride at dawn for fucking Flowers, let’s go beat up their shit husband.

   DynaBlast: At Dawn

   DekusCurls: At Dawn

   GodSlayer: At Dawn

   KingWonderDuo: Bro this is why I love Deku’s fandom so much, got me crying in the shower.

   At the end of the live, Izuku had successfully crochet a very decent bunny plush, showing it off with pride. Katsuki had gotten three little beanies done. Beaming he set his work down. “Alrighty my lovely heroes we’re going to tap out here, thank you so much for spending time with us.”

   “And watching Izuku’s fucking hilarious crash out.” Katsuki snickered.

   Izuku threw him a pouty glare before smiling at the camera. “I have a few videos coming up so be on the lookout, and a new podcast episode will be coming up soon as well. You all stay safe, and stay heroic!”

   “Later losers!”   

   After ending the live the two of them went downstairs with their crafts held with pride. Inko and Mitsuki were sitting on the carpet of their living room having play time with the pups. All three of them looked over as the two approached, their eyes lightening up.

    “Ababababa!” Izumi babbled, squirming from her seated position propped up by their sit-up baby pillow assist. She waved her arms, before getting distracted by the rattling plastic keys in her hand and staring at them with wide eyes.

   Katsuya just made happy humming noises and smiled wide, shoving his hand into his mouth as his eyes glimmered happily at seeing them. Itsuki on the other hand glanced at them, before looking back down at the picture book Inko was holding in front of him, seated upright in her lap.

   Izuku couldn’t believe that their pups were now four months old. When they started cooing at each other and purring at two months, he almost fainted from joy. Because his pups were making noises besides crying. Another stark reminder that he and Katsuki had indeed made little people that would soon walk and talk. He could only imagine what it would feel like when they said their first words. He’d probably dehydrate himself by crying for hours.

   “Look, my little chickettes!” Izuku chirped, showing off the small bunny plushie he’d made. “Mama made this for you!”

   Izumi stared at it, chewing on the keys and Katsuya just smiled. Itsuki however snapped his head up, then thrusted out his hand expectantly. “AH!”

   “Hey little booger, where’s Mama’s please?” Katsuki chided him, but there was laughter in his tone.”

   Itsuki glared, looking so much like his Sire and shook his hand to emphasize that he wanted the bunny now. “AH!”

   Izuku just fondly rolled his eyes and strode over to give Itsuki the bunny. He looked it over like he was inspecting it, before deeming it acceptable and promptly chewing on one of the ears. Mitsuki laughed. “That’s Katsuki’s boy alright. Soon he’ll be slamming doors.”

   “He does that Imma whoop his ass.” Katsuki said.

   Izuku glared at him. “We are NOT spanking our children Kacchan.” 

   Katsuki frowned. “The hag spanked my ass and I turned out fine.”

   Mitsuki and Inko looked at each other before snorting and trying to hide their laughter. Izuku just crossed his arms and stared at Katsuki pointedly. “I said no Katsuki, you are not hitting our kids.”

   Katsuki paled. “Well when you put it that way…”

   Mitsuki sighed, running a hand through Izumi’s curls. “It was a different time, and that’s not to excuse it, Katsuki. I shouldn’t have hit you as a kid, it wasn’t right. It took forever for you to truly open up to me again, and that was my fault. Just because everyone else was doing it to their kids didn’t mean I should’ve followed along.”

   Izuku hesitated, he hadn’t meant to indirectly put Mitsuki’s parenting into question. “Auntie I didn’t mean—”

   “I know sweetheart.” Mitsuki interrupted him. “But you’re right, and I’m proud you’re drawing that boundary. Masaru always hated it when I hit Katsuki, it’s one of the things we fought about the most.”

   Katsuki blinked, sinking down onto the couch. “You and dad fought? Like for real?”

   She snorted. “Of course we fought sweetheart, all couples do from time to time. It was when he told me that he felt like I was abusing you that I stopped. Because if my own husband saw it that way…”

   Inko bounced Itsuki in her lap. “It’s always a learning experience for all couples when it comes to children. Just make sure there’s healthy communication and you’ll be alright.”

   Katsuki looked at Izuku, expression serious and earnest. “You’re right, no physical punishments.”

   Izuku sighed, a worried tension leaving his shoulders. That had been one of the things he’d dreaded most talking to Katsuki about. “Thank you Kacchan. There’s always healthier ways to set rules and give consequences. I don’t want our pups to fear you.”

   “I don’t want that either.” He said solemnly. Then he sank down to the floor so he could put the beanies he’d made on the pups. Pink for Izumi, orange for Katsuya, and green for Itsuki. Though Itsuki promptly took his off and shoved it in his mouth, making them laugh.

   Katsuki shook his head. “We’re gonna have to watch out for this little gremlin hardcore, he’s gonna be putting all kinds of shit in his mouth when we ain’t watching.”

   “You used to stick beans up your nose Izuku.” Inko said with a giggle.

   Izuku turned bright red as his husband guffawed at the new information. “WHAT?! When?”

   “Oh when you were super tiny. You’d get into the pantry and just stick beans right up there. Took you to the ER three times before I just bought a long pair of tweezers and started to take them out myself.” Inko shook her head. “You didn’t like that so you eventually stopped.”

   Katsuki cackled, pointing at Izuku with tears of laughter in his eyes. “ITSUKI GETS IT FROM YOU!”

   He put his head in his hands, groaning at the embarrassing baby story he’d known nothing about until now. Like Inko had been holding onto the information until just the right time to drop it on them. “Uuuuugh mooooom.”

   Suddenly they were all startled as the doorbell rang. Katsuki and Izuku looked at each other in confusion, as they weren’t expecting anyone. Nor had any of their friends texted them saying they were going to swing by. Both of them walked together to the front door, telling their moms to stay put with the pups.

   Katsuki peaked through the peep hole, before pulling back and unlocking the door. “It’s Saki.”

   Izuku blinked. “I wonder what she’s doing here, she didn’t text you did she?”

   “No she didn’t.” He opened the door and his head PR agent was indeed standing there. She was as impeccably dressed as ever with her white button down shirt tucked into her typical black pencil skirt, paired with short black high heels. Her warm brown skin practically glowing in the sunlight of day, her black hair perfectly groomed. 

   She looked at them seriously. “I’m sorry to drop in on you two, but there’s something I need to discuss. Something that needed to be in person.”

   Immediately both of their hearts dropped to their stomachs, and they glanced at each other before stepping aside to let her in. Mitsuki called from the living room. “Who was it sweethearts?”

   “It’s Saki, we’ll be upstairs.” Katsuki called out, and motioned his head for Saki to follow them. Leading them to Katsuki’s office before shutting the door. She sat stiffly on his leather couch, as Katsuki wheeled over his office chair for Izuku, before standing at his side. 

   “I just want to let you two know, that you’re absolutely entitled to feel however you want about the entire fiasco that went down during Izuku’s pregnancy. Nothing will change the hurt and mental turmoil that you two endured.” Saki said carefully, her voice measured and clear.

   Izuku and Katsuki looked at each other, silently reaching their hands out for the other’s at the same time for stability. “What do you mean?”

   Saki took a deep breath, appearing conflicted, sorrowful, and frustrated. Then she looked at them both with heavy seriousness. “It has come to light that many agencies have been victims of a pharmaceutical company distributing an experimental trial of suppressants that did not go through the normal testing requirements. Due to its low cost of manufacturing it cut corners with high officials that signed off on its approval to be used as an additional option that medical providers could prescribe. Because of its promises as a more potent suppressant, it was delegated to be used only by intense athletes, first responders, and heroes.”

   Izuku paled, his free hand going up to cover his mouth that had popped open in horror. “Oh god.”

   Saki’s shoulders sagged in defeat. “Victims who started to take this suppressant would slowly start to show signs of confusion, lack of judgement, loss of critical thinking, and mood swings. Leading to abnormal personality shifts, aggression, loss of time, and depression. The more severe cases of prolonged usage has led to individuals going feral, dropping, and there are already thirty-two cases of death.”

   She paused, the loaded gun of a statement at the tip of her lips. A devastating blow that they knew was coming.

   “Mina was one of the first heroes of her agency to switch over to this suppressant when it became available.”

   Katsuki was shaking, breath coming out sharp and short as this information sunk in. A terrified expression on his face as he paled. “I-is…is she…is Mina…”

   “She’s alive, but in extremely poor health.” Saki said low and soft. “She was found in her apartment, days deep into a feral state. Her saving grace was that the mounting paranoia that was a side effect of the medication led to her distrusting any medication, so she stopped taking it. But subsequently that extended to food and drinks.”

   “Camie?” Izuku asked hurriedly. “Denki?”

   Saki pursed her lips, looking to the side briefly before making eye contact with them again. “Close proximity to someone deep under this state has been shown to alter one’s own logical thinking and mood through pack pheromone bonding. Which Mr. Kaminari suffered being such a close friend of Mina’s. He is currently undergoing rehabilitative therapy in the UK. As they were the first to uncover this…shit show.”

   Katsuki’s mouth moved, but he seemed to not know where to start. After a moment he shook his head lightly in confusion, blinking. “But Eijirou…”

   “Mr. Kirishima is prescribed a different suppressant medication that is highly efficient and his body has found deep harmony with. It negated any proximity effects that could’ve rubbed off from his wife.” Saki sighed heavily, worn down.

   Izuku frowned. “You didn’t mention Camie.”

   She hesitated. “Fuck…Ms. Utsushimi seems to be…MIA.”

   Katsuki straightened up, his scent sharp and alert. “What? What does that mean? She’s fucking gone?”

   Saki’s prime and proper attitude deflated from her as she sagged in the chair, wary and exhausted. She ran a hand down her face, thinking for a moment before speaking again. “There is evidence that the suppressant brought out the most negative sides of one’s personal desires. For Mina, she and Eijirou were having trouble conceiving.”

   Izuku felt the ache in his chest grow, like painful heartburn. “That’s why she reacted that way at the pregnancy announcement. She was jealous.”

   Saki nodded. “Denki is a loyal friend from what I’ve heard of him before, blindly so sometimes.”

   “So Denki went along with Mina’s accusations.” Katsuki murmured. 

   “And Ms. Utsushimi…” Saki left hanging in the air.

   Katsuki paled even further, so much so that Izuku was worried he would faint. “She had feelings for me. Fuck…”

   “As your PR agent, and a friend of yours, I am obligated morally and professionally to inform you that Mina was not in her right state of mind this entire time. She hasn’t been for nearly over a year.” Saki said, trying to find ground in what she knew best, and that was being Katsuki’s kick ass PR agent. “Arguably neither was Denki to an extent.”

   Izuku stared down at the carpet, his mind running through everything that happened. Mind still reeling with the fact that Mina had been spiraling so hard all on her own. Then his mind clicked. “That’s why she slept with Tetsu.”

   “Real Steel was also one of the individuals taking this medication,” Saki said. “However, he unknowingly saved himself by relocating to America, as they do not offer this suppressant. He was prescribed something else. It explains his uncharacteristic lapse in judgement when it came to his random affair with Mina, and his following devastated confusion as to why he did so once the medication was out of his system completely.”

   They were both silent for a long while, not knowing what to say or how to feel about everything. Izuku sat there blinking and trying to process it all, yet it’s like there was a barrier in his mind that stopped it from feeling real. Like this was a horrible dream, and that he’d wake up with his pups and husband happy and their entire friend group ready to come over to visit like nothing had ever happened. Like there had never been a terrible fight that split them apart. Like Mina had never had her life at risk because of an evil corporation that was money hungry.

   Katsuki took a deep, shuddering breath, blinking away tears threatening to fall. “Fuck…Ei…how is he…does he…”

   Saki took a deep breath herself. “He’s been informed.”

   Katsuki sunk down to the floor like all the strength left him. He shook, struggling to keep his breathing normal as he tried to process everything. “Fuck…fuck…there was something wrong…we knew there was something wrong. We abandoned the fuck out of Mina—”

   “You couldn’t have had any idea or even a scope of the seriousness of this all.” Saki said sharply, snapping him out of spiraling into guilt. Her eyes were misty but she held strong for them. “Absolutely no one saw this coming but the bastards who are responsible. This is a terrible shock to everyone. No one would have ever thought her behavior was because of suppressants.”

   Izuku felt the tears stream down his face, but it’s like he couldn’t actually feel them. Just knew they were dripping off his chin. “Is she going to be okay? Is this…is the damage permanent?”

   Saki hesitated, before her shoulders slumped in defeat. “We don’t know yet.”

   “What about Camie?” Katsuki growled. “She was taking advantage of Mina and making her kiss a fake me and—”

   “Mina wasn’t part of that.” Saki interrupted. “That was entirely Ms. Utsushimi’s scheme. Mina was incoherent and locking herself away in her apartment at that time. We have not been able to locate Utsushimi.”

   They both fell quiet again, before Izuku wiped the tears from his face. “What happens now?”

   Saki sighed. “This is…unprecedented. The case against Utsushimi will continue of course, and so will it for Ashido if you—”

   “No.” Izuku and Katsuki said at the same time. They looked at each other, searching each other’s eyes before both of them nodded. Izuku looked back at Saki. “That wouldn’t be right.”

   She stared at him. “If that’s what you wish.”

   “She wasn’t in her right state of mind, like you said.” Katsuki bit out. “Mina was practically slowly going insane, she didn’t know what she was doing. Denki too. It’s not right for us to slam her with charges for things she probably won’t even fuckin’ remember doing if…i-if she gets…better…”

   Izuku blinked, mind racing. “Most of what happened wasn’t even because of Mina now that we know what was going on. It was all because of Camie. She just used the drama Mina started to hide under. She’s the one that contacted that phony doctor and made Ochako drop. She’s the one that made the fake picture of Kacchan and Mina kissing. Mina didn’t actually have a hand in any of this.”

   Katsuki’s eyes widened. “Fuck you’re right. The only thing that had to do with Mina after being hounded by the pap with Denki was Tetsu coming clean about the affair. Camie was the one actually putting everyone in harm’s way.”

   Izuku felt a cold chill of fear flow through him. “This…this can’t be normal—I mean I know that none of this is normal because of what’s happening—but Mina and Denki didn’t actually set out to put us in danger. I mean Mina slapped me but that’s all and—”

   Saki reached out and put a hand on his knee, stopping his fear filled rambling. Her eyes were sympathetic. “I know what you mean. This is insane malicious intent. Her dark desires have shown themselves to be wishing harm on you, and that is beyond terrifying.”

   Katsuki growled. “What’s being done to fucking find her?! When the fuck was all of this uncovered? If we’ve just been sitting here thinking everything is fucking fine while we were kept blind—”

   “You know I would never let that happen.” Saki said sharply. Though it didn’t seem to be from offense, but that she was just that strongly convicted in her loyalty and protectiveness over their family. “I learned just an hour before I came here, and I immediately came to tell you. The Hero Commission is in a meeting right now and they are planning on making an announcement soon. I needed to get to you first.”

   Katsuki calmed, face twisting. “Right, sorry fuck…I know you wouldn’t…I’m just…”

   Saki gave him a sad, understanding look. “I know Katsuki. This is…fuck this whole thing is so fucked up and I’m so sorry your family has been thrown smack dab in the middle of it when you technically have absolutely no ties to fallout of the suppressants.”

   “Don’t apologize.” Izuku hissed, suddenly filling up with rage slowly. “This is Camie’s fault. This all could’ve died down and been solved peacefully with Mina and Denki but she just…what the hell is wrong with her? It’s like she’s secretly been a psycho this whole time and the suppressants have just…just let that loose. She’s tried to kill us! Mina and Denki just let it go and they both got sick. Wait…did Camie even take the suppressants?!”

   Saki frowned. “Her agency has declined to release that information.”

   Katsuki balked. “So she could be doing all this crazy shit while not actually having taken it?! Just residual effects from being around those who took it?! That’s worse! Denki had more contact with Mina and he didn’t go off the fucking deep end like that!”

   They were all quiet for a moment, deep in their thoughts. Saki then drew herself together from the high emotions. “The Hero Commission has selected an underground task force to track Camie down, and a very select team has also been delegated to run a tight patrol of your home. Under no circumstances is your family to be left unprotected until Ms. Utsushimi is taken into custody. A BOLO will also be announced for Ms. Utsushimi by the Hero Commission.”

   Katsuki then went rigid. “They’re not calling me in for this. They can’t expect me to up and leave my family when they need me most.”

   She shook her head. “No, I shot that down the moment they suggested it. It was ridiculous to even utter.”

   He relaxed, exhaling in relief. “Fuck, thank you Saki. God what would we do without you?”

   “I’d joke ‘lose your mind’ but that seems a little dark in the face of everything that’s been uncovered.” Saki snorted bitterly. She shook her head again like she couldn’t quite believe the events that were unfolding. Then she stood. “I’m sorry I had to bring such distressing news, but I am staying on top of it like a tic on a dog. The second I learn anything you will be hearing it.”

   “Thank you Saki.” Izuku said with as much affection as he could muster. “Really, you’ve done so much for us. You’re so much more than just a PR agent to us, you’re…you’re a protector.”

   Her eyes misted a little, but she blinked the tears back and smiled softly. “You’re more than my clients, you’re my friends. I would do anything to protect my friends.”

   Together they walked Saki to the front door, bidding her goodbye with promises to check up on each other frequently. When Katsuki closed the door, he sagged. The two of them stayed in the foyer for a long moment just soaking everything in. 

   “What is our life?” Katsuki questioned, huffing. “This is just so…so fucked up it’s becoming ridiculous.”

   Izuku snorted. “Tell me about it. Are we in some sort of wild drama? Where are the cameras?”

   “We’re getting Trueman show’ed for sure.” Katsuki said, then he turned and smirked at Izuku. “At least we have super hot sex scenes.”

   Izuku’s face crinkled in embarrassment at the mere idea of having an audience watch their bedroom activities. “Kacchan!”

   “Come on baby, we’re totally jerking off material.” Katsuki teased. 

   Izuku smacked the Alpha on the arm lightly. “You’re nasty.”

   “Keep dirty talking, I’m sure they’re all grabbing their toys right now just waiting to get off.” Katsuki snickered.

   “Well they’re gonna be disappointed because—wait why am I feeding into this?! We’re not on some reality tv show, but you sleeping on the couch can be a reality.” Izuku snarked, putting his hands on his hips. 

   “Kill joy.” Katsuki chuckled, then his face turned serious. “Fuck I guess we gotta break the news to everyone. We’ll all have to be on lockdown until that crazy bitch is found.”

   “Yeah.” Izuku said dejectedly. “I feel so bad, it’s like we keep dragging our family into this. I know it’s not our fault really, but still. This is heartache for everyone.”

   Katsuki reached out and dragged Izuku into a warm, comforting hug. Izuku took full advantage and shoved his face into Katsuki’s strong plush pecs. The Alpha ran a hand through his curls. “I know Zu, but it’ll get taken care of. You know none of our family is ever going to blame us or be upset. In fact we might have to stop the boys from trying to go out after Camie themselves.”

   Izuku giggled helplessly at the mental image of Toshinori, Masaru, Touya, and Shiggy stalking the streets with torches and pitchforks. 

   “We’ll be okay, and then we can tell our pups all about this crazy ass story of our family triumphing over a crazy person trying to tear us apart. But our family was too strong for her to handle.”

   Izuku smiled. “That’s sweet Kacchan.”

   “Yeah bet the audience ate that shit up.”

   Katsuki yelped when Izuku reached up and twisted his nipple.