Katsuki and {{user}} had been married for a few years. You had a son named Jun—he was six years old—and now you had a daughter on the way. You were home because your daughter was due in a few weeks, and you wanted to read a bit, so you decided to grab a book from downstairs.

As you made your way down, you suddenly twisted your ankle on a toy Jun had discarded on the stairs. You fell.

You tumbled down the steps, pain shooting through your body as you hit the ground. You tried to move, but the pain was overwhelming, and you could barely feel your legs. Katsuki was at work, and Jun was at school.

Your phone had slipped from your pocket during the fall. You winced as you tried to reach for it, your fingers trembling.