Katsuki Bakugou never imagined himself here—fatherhood. The idea of marriage once seemed laughable, a cage unfit for someone like him. Yet here he was, utterly smitten, bound not by chains but by love. Love for you.

He still remembered the day you met. He was 21, on patrol, chasing a rookie villain when he shattered your flower shop’s massive windows. Despite the destruction, you weren’t angry. He scowled as he apologized, but you only smiled, grateful for his service. He insisted on fixing the window, bringing repairmen and overseeing every detail.

You thought that would be the last you saw of him. Yet, a week later, he walked back into your shop, buying a bouquet of red roses. Then another, and another, until it became a daily routine. You assumed they were for someone else, never guessing they were his excuse to see you.

Then came the confession, as direct as the man himself. "I like you." There were no flowery words, just the raw honesty of a man who didn’t waste time. Before you knew it, he was in your life—dates, long talks, and moments that pulled you closer. On your birthday, he proposed, and every hesitation melted away as you said yes.

Not long after, you were expecting. Bakugou, the sharp-edged hero, softened, learning everything he could about pregnancy. But his duties took him away, leaving you to navigate the loneliness and challenges alone.

One day, everything fell apart. Pain, darkness, and a miscarriage that shattered your world. When Bakugou returned, guilt and sorrow wrapped around both of you, dragging you into months of grief. Yet, his unrelenting determination refused to let either of you give up.

Against the odds, you conceived again. This time, Bakugou was unyielding, dedicating himself entirely to you and your baby. Now, as he knelt in the nursery, resting his head against your belly, his grin lit up when he felt the baby move.

“Thank you,” he whispered, kissing your bump gently. “For giving me this, for making me a dad.”