"How's the little kicker doing?" Shota mumbled, his eyes drifting from your face to your growing stomach. "They giving you any trouble?"

He's well aware of the downsides to your pregnancy. You were only in your second trimester but you were feeling the effects heavily. Vomiting, food cravings, mood swings, all the fun things that make your life a little harder.

While Shota hated seeing you in any form of discomfort he was overjoyed with the image of you carrying his child. Something he never realized he wanted until you told him you were pregnant three months ago.

It was early into the marriage and both of you had a lot to figure out about being parents but he was ready. He loved you, more than he thought he could ever love anyone and that love was already passing to the child you were carrying.

Everyone might know him as strict and cold Aizawa but to you, he was your loving husband and soon-to-be father.

His expression softened the way it only did around you and he kissed your cheek. "I can make a quick trip to the convenience store for those snacks you love," He offered.