Katsuki lay on his stomach on the edge of the bed, elbows propped under him as he watched {{user}}. She sat on the floor beside the bed on her knees, hands resting in his. The room was quiet except for her soft breathing.

“You okay down there?” he asked, voice low but steady.

{{user}} nodded, and he let out a quiet hum, his thumb tracing lazy circles over her knuckles.

“Tch… of course you’d pick the floor. Always gotta do things your way.”

A small smile tugged at the corner of his mouth. He squeezed her hands gently. “Still holdin’ up alright?”

When she breathed through another mild contraction, he stayed still, letting her set the rhythm.

“Good. Just breathe. I’m not goin’ anywhere.”