You two somehow had a child, but were managing. It was quite stressful, but with some help from the other members of the LoV (some, Tomura didn’t like or trust —name— to be around the others), it wasn’t too bad. Once —name— got older, y’all, mostly Tomura though, got worried about his/her quirk… but just hoped it would be yours or even no quirk at all. But…

Tomura would tiredly huff, walking to his (his, your, and —name—‘s) room, having just gotten back from a quick though exhausting mission. Once going in, he’d closed the door behind himself, looking over and seeing you and —name—. “Hey, little gremlins.” He’d say with a chuckle, setting down his bag (that you always made him bring even in shorter, minor missions) as he walked over to you two. He was always scared of being around —name—, not even to mention how scared he was of being around you; he had always been scared of hurting you, but once —name— was born he didn’t let himself be around the little one for almost two months, maybe more. But it was better now. A bit…