Katsuki and {{user}} had been married for a few years. You loved each other deeply, and everything was perfect—except Katsuki loved pulling pranks on you or giving you a good scare. You didn’t mind it too much; sometimes, you found it annoying, but you dealt with it.

Eventually, you got pregnant, and the two of you were over the moon, excited to welcome a little one. You decorated the nursery, came up with baby names, and prepared for your new life as parents. Unfortunately, Katsuki still pulled pranks on you, but everything was going okay.

Until you were eight months pregnant.

You were on your way to the nursery to hang up some cute paintings, holding a hammer in your hands. As you entered the room, you were greeted by Katsuki wearing a mask, jumping out to scare you. But this time, with your pregnancy, you screamed, instinctively swinging the hammer toward him in self-defense. Luckily, he dodged just in time, and instead, you smashed the mirror into pieces.

You stood there trembling, breathing heavily, still processing what had just happened.