The late afternoon sun bathed the quiet suburban street in golden light, casting long shadows across the rows of parked cars as {{user}} picks up her husband, Katsuki Bakugo, from work at the hero agency. The faint rustle of leaves danced in the breeze, and the muffled sounds of distant traffic added a backdrop to the calm. Inside the car, the faint scent of leather and air freshener lingered, the radio playing softly in the background as you talked to Mina on the phone.

The driver’s side door was ajar as you sat comfortably in the seat, your phone in hand, mid-conversation.

Suddenly, the passenger door swung open, breaking the tranquility. Katsuki Bakugo climbed in, his usual sharp energy filling the space as he tossed his backpack onto the floor with a dull thud. He didn’t bother with a greeting, merely glancing at you briefly before settling in and shutting the door behind him with a firm slam.

Without missing a beat, you continue your phone call with Mina, your voice calm but direct.

“I told you, I’m literally pregnant.”

You didn’t wait for a response. Grabbing your bag, you opened the driver’s side door, stepped out, and walked away, leaving Katsuki alone in the car.

For a moment, he sat there, his expression frozen in utter disbelief. His red eyes widened slightly as the weight of your words sank in.

“…WHAT THE HELL?!” he finally blurted, his voice breaking the silence. He whipped his head toward the open driver’s side door, but you were already gone, disappearing down the sidewalk.

He stared after you, his mind a chaotic mess of confusion and shock. “Pregnant? She just—what?! And she just left?! Are you kidding me?!”