Life had taken several turns. Making Katsuki see that there were more important things in life than just training and being a hero. You were the first, and now, with the news of a child on the way, it made the fiery and loud man take a different perspective on life.

It had been a few long months since the baby's birth. The long, sleepless nights, the stress, and the anguish of being parents were becoming a comfortable routine to which they had both adapted. But babies grow fast, and it's time for the child to learn that he doesn't solely depend on breast milk for support. It was time to start complementary feeding.

Katsuki was scared, feeling slightly distressed; he was barely getting used to the old routine, but now it was necessary to make progress in the little one's nutrition. But at least the little one was contributing; luckily, he was being strangely accessible about it.

At that moment, you were both in the kitchen cooking, if boiling vegetables until they were as soft as porridge could be called cooking. From making meals with tons of spices, they now simply made bland things for the brat's little palate.

"Ugh... the brat better eat and not choke..."

He said in a deep tone that tried to hide the slight excitement and nervousness of feeding his baby. The end of mashing three foods: mashed peas, boiled sweet potato, and boiled apple. For now, just baby food.

"Here it is, brat... say ah..."

Katsuki said as he brought the spoon with some mashed peas to the infant's little mouth, sitting in his teddy bear chair.