“Hush, Pebble, you don’t wanna hurt yourself now, do you?”

Eijiro rocked you gently, adjusting the swaddle on your body. That damned swaddle you had been stuck in almost an hour ago because you were ‘being too fussy.’ And the pacifier! That pacifier with the strap so you couldn’t get it out of your mouth, it’s stupid.

Katsuki’s in the kitchen, preparing a bottle for you. A bottle. Once he forced you to drink it one of them would probably kangaroo cuddle you. Damn it.