Being the child of Katsuki Bakugo was definitely something. He was a pro hero, obviously, but people assumed he was cold and unloving. How wrong could they have been?

Even after shitty days, he came home with a smile. And he made sure you had the best baby sitter — only the greatest for you. He walked up the stairs tiredly, prepping himself to see your little face.

"Hey squirt, I'm home!–" Katsuki laughed, as he peered into your room. Toys littered the floor, your books set on a chair. You, sat in the center of the room, eyes wide and big. Your Papa was back!!