I was hoping I could get lost in your paradise
The only thing I'm thinking 'bout is you and I
And I-I-I can't get you off my mind
Can't get you off my mind- Lost in Japan by Shawn Mendes

Bakugo
Around 11:30pm

I stepped away from the platform at the Tatooin Station and stared out at the city. This late at night, Musutafu was quiet. A few cars zipping by, eager to get home. Here and there, late night restaurants still sent out a warm, beckoning light. City sidewalks studded with the odd delinquent. I nodded at one. He reminded me of me at his age. He flipped me off, and I chuckled. It was good to be home.

A wind swirled, sending my coat flapping around me, and I let it. It wasn't that cold, spring had truly come. I walked those dark streets, every meter as well known to me as the back of my hand. The only sounds now were the resolute slap of my own boots as I trekked on.

Eventually, I found myself at the playground where I'd first met Midoriya. I was such a terror back then. I have many regrets. That was just one. I couldn't bear it if I allowed myself another. Especially not another regret connected to Ochaco.

I lifted my eyes, scanning the darkened apartment buildings for number 2. I took a deep breath, letting it out as slowly as I could. Fourth floor, apartment on the end toward the street. Ochaco was innocently sleeping in a bed that belonged to yet another man. I wasn't mad about it now, though. She needed to know. I'll do anything.

Diffused light came from the bulb illuminating the golden name plaque: Midoriya. My fingers tingled as I raised a fist to knock as gently as I dared. Izuku opened the door, pillow creases in red decorating one half of his face. "I thought that might be you. Come in."

He yawned as I entered a home I'd not been inside of in nearly fourteen years. I leaned down to take off my boots, neatly putting them into a line with a pair of red hightops, black slip ons and canvas shoes printed with stars. I took in the blonde bamboo wood laminate and white plaster walls as he led me down his entry way. The hall emptied into an open living space. A dining room, simple with a table and chairs that connected to a tiny kitchen. A couch to the side with a matching arm chair that clashed strangely with the area rug underneath.

I smiled, chuckling, the couch had Izuku's pillow and a wadded All Might comforter on it. "I thought you said your mom bought you a new boring blankie?"

He blushed a little, his freckles standing out in the pink, "She did. Ochaco says sleeping with All Might's specter staring at her was freaking her out." He laughed, too. "It's the first room on the left. I'm going back to sleep. Mom is a light sleeper, so keep it down."

I nodded, padding though the living room that went dark as I heard Midoriya click off the sole illuminator of that space. I swallowed, putting out a hand and resting it on the proper door. I would have known which one it was, still decorated as it was with an All Might name plate proudly announcing the owner. Though there was someone else... two someones in there now. I gave the portal a push.

"Izuku?" The inky darkness issued a sleepy query.

"No."

A light flared, and I saw her clearly, a green plaid comforter pooled around her waistline. Her pajamas made my heartbeat ratchet up. She was clad in a white silky gown with a deep vee, showing the upper swell of her breasts. It clung to every curve, and my eyes tracked again to her belly.

"I..." She swallowed but didn't cover herself, "I didn't expect it to be you."

I moved to kneel at the bed side, and reached out to touch a finger wrapped in a bandage, "Did you hurt yourself today?"

"Oh," she held up her other hand, the exact same bandage finger combo, "It's way less annoying than gloves. I'm fine." She closed her eyes, "I thought that was good-bye."

I gripped her hand and she watched my fingers stroke hers, "You said you wanted me to be happy."

"If this is about bean, you can be in her life." She bit her lip, meeting my eyes, "I wouldn't do that to either of you."

My words came slowly as I stared at her. Did she still not understand? "I love you."

Her eyes widened and her mouth dropped open, "I'm sorry?"

"I. Love. You." I gripped her hand, "I have for a long time. I should have told you that night. I won't make the mistake of waiting any longer."

"Did you want an answer? You want me to leap into your arms and declare my love?"

My mouth turned down, and I stared at her. "I'm sorry, Ochaco. If I could take that whole day, that whole half-year back, I would. I would have fought for you like you deserve. I wish I wasn't so stubborn stupid, I wish I didn't let regrets pile up like old newspapers, but I do. I did. No more. Not again, not for you. I know you felt the same way. I know you did."

"Wha-? How?" She was chewing her bottom lip.

I shook my head, "Are you telling me you didn't want to know what that junkie did to us? To you? I sure as hell did. So did Todoroki." I gave her a hard look, "Let me give you a hint, you guessed it."

"No. I wanted it all to be forgotten! I left so I wouldn't have to hurt Todoroki anymore, since I came back not in love with him!"

She clapped hands over her mouth as her eyes widened in horrified realization. I pressed her, "Why do you think that was?"

"The quirk." She whispered so quietly I almost couldn't hear her, "What did she do?"

"She releases a potent mixture of pheromones, oxytocin, estrogen and a kick of testosterone. When she isn't on Stairway, she can make people take her more seriously, she seems more persuasive, because they're slowly falling in love. Very slowly. On Stairway, she can excrete the hormones in such a large quantity, it causes lust for her. Overwhelming lust for people like us who're already in love. Who already have a chemical connection." I lay my hand on the bed, "Ochaco. You loved me. There were already connections in your brain. When we locked eyes, it turned your brain into jelly. To me, it was a dream come true. I'd loved you so long," I gripped the sheets, "that the junkie completely ceased to exist. All I could see was you." I could feel hot tears gathering in my eyes, but I refused to wipe them. I needed her to know.

"I did." Ochaco's hand came down on mine, her bandage lightly scraping my index finger, "I had a crush on you and I thought I was safe. It was like when I had a crush on Izuku, because even when I went all out to get your attention, you didn't respond. I decided that if you didn't want me that way, being your friend was good enough."

"The fight. The partnership."

"Yeah. I thought..." She dropped her eyes, "I thought if I showed you how strong I was. How agile and perfect I could be, you'd see me as more than just that 'round-face gravity girl'."

"I had a crush on you then, too." It was truth time. "Maybe this isn't the right time. Maybe instead of asking for your partnership back then, I should have asked for a kiss. But now is what I have. I'm telling you: I love you. Right now, two months ago, four months ago. All the time you were with Todoroki, and before."

"I can't. I want to. I want to jump into your arms and scream I love you from the rooftop, but after the quirk? Knowing that we were messed with? I don't know if it's real."

"It's real for me. That baby inside you is real. Todoroki not haunting you is real. I'm here, and I'm as fucking real is it gets."

"No swearing in front of the bean."

"Sorry." I smiled though I could feel a tear making it's way down my cheek, "I'm going to say it one more time: I love you Ochaco. If you want me to leave, say the words, and I will. But if you want me to stay..."

"We always knew what the other was thinking, didn't we?"

I smiled, my cockiness showing in the angle of my lip, "Always." I stood letting her hand fall away, "Trust it, Ochaco. Put your trust in me, and I won't let you down."

"I think I'd sleep better with you here." Her cheeks flushed as she ducked her head, and twitched the blankets aside, "I don't want you to leave tonight."

I breathed in sharply, "Y-yeah." I pulled off my coat and shucked my shirt, "Is this okay?"

She smiled, her warm, bright eyes shining with unshed tears as she scooted over to make room in Midoriya's twin bed. To be honest, it wasn't the right size for two adults, but I lay down carefully, "I don't know what to do with my arms, this bed is too small."

She flicked off the light submerging us in darkness again, "Around me will work." She said softly, "Katsuki, if you're here..." she moved her shoulders to allow me to cradle her more comfortably. She sighed, "I was angry with you for no real reason. I could have done better. Let this be our reunion."

My chest felt tight with emotion as I nodded sharply, "It's good to see you again, Ochaco." I whispered oh so softly into her hair, "I want to apologize. I didn't fight for you."

She shook silently in my arms, and I squeezed her, cautiously allowing one hand to stroke over her stomach, "That's the only thing I've wanted to hear for days." She sniffled, "For months. I'm so very sorry, Katsuki. I treated you so badly. I should have been honest with you." She stopped as I felt a twinge under my hand, "D-did you? Did you feel that?"

My eyes burned and stung with unshed tears, I had just felt something wonderful. "Yes, I think... the bean? The bean kicked me!"

She nodded, and I hugged her tighter, and she spoke into my chest, "If it's just tonight, I understand. If you can't stay, I know how important being a hero is to you. I'm just glad.." She rested her forehead against my bare skin, "I'm glad you came, Katsuki."

"What if I did?"

"Did? Stay?" She snuggled close, "I've got a life I like in Seattle. I can't stay either."

"I could go with you," She pulled back again, her eyes searching mine, "If you want to give this, give me and you a shot..." I paused, searching for the words, "I didn't think I'd become a father. Especially not this soon." I closed my eyes, and took a steadying breath, "But.. I want to be in bean's life. I want to be in your life, Ochaco. I can't ever make up for all the things I've done.."

She lay her fingers on my lips, "We've passed that." I hugged her tightly. "Everything you've done, everything I've done, those things brought us here. And for that, I think I can be thankful."

"So easily?" I kissed her fingers with a whisper light touch.

"Does it have to be hard? Haven't we already been through the painful?" She touched my cheek, "Nothing I can do will change how I feel about you. I tried to let you go, Katsuki!" Ochaco thumped my chest with the same hand, "And look, here you are. Half naked in my bed. What more do I need? A painted sign?" Ochaco huffed, "That you came. That you're here, holding me tight, that you'd even be willing to consider leaving your position..."

"I'd risk everything for you. For our.." I swallowed and continued softer, "For our family, I'd do anything."

"Sleep. We have all day tomorrow, okay? After that..." She snuggled into my side, her pregnant curves fitting against me as if made to be there. I sighed contentedly.

In the morning, I woke feeling groggy and confused, with a case of morning wood and something hot breathing into my clavicle. Something sinfully soft wound around me like a snake. My confusion evaporated, leaving this happy, groggy feeling of having the girl of my dreams asleep in my arms. I buried my nose into her hair, breathing deeply, enjoying the scent of whatever she used for shampoo and her. Light, clean Ochaco.

I waited for the wood to lessen as I thought about what had happened last night. What I wanted to happen today. What I'd have to do for the next few days to make what I was planning a reality.

"Mm," Ochaco stretched, her back arching under my hand, our baby skimming over my stomach. "You're so warm, I could wake up like this everyday." Her eyes popped open, "Oh, sorry. I..." she gave me a sleepy-eyed smile "Sorry."

I smiled, moving my hand to stroke the skin I could reach, "Sorry? For what?"

She whispered, "I don't want to pressure you, Katsuki."

"Pressure me?" I could feel my brow crunch, "Never."

"Are you sure?"

"I plan on loving you for the rest of your natural life. If you come back as a zombie, I'll still love you." I grinned, "Unless you try to eat me." I laughed quietly at her confusion until she leaned into me laughing too. Sunlight pooled over us, making her hair golden, her skin radiant. "Can I kiss you?"

"Oh, I havvvvv~," I cut her off, touching her soft lips to mine. She froze, I thought I'd pushed too far again, "mmm, oh yes." She melted. Then one had was in my hair, pulling me forward, the other cupped my jaw, her bandage making minute scrapes along my cheek.

Still so hesitantly, the arm around her back tightened to bring her as close as she could get before we merged. The bed squeaked, and she pulled up with a slightly guilty expression. The hand that had been resting with bean moved to stroke over her face and hair. I licked my lips and touched them to hers again. Her heart beat was so quick, matching my soaring pulse.

She parted her lips, hot, moistened air rolling across my own as I reciprocated. This kiss was everything the alley kiss had been missing. A sense of discovery, caution, and connection. For the first time, though I had fantasized about the kiss in the alley many times in the intervening months, this time I felt like I was kissing Ochaco.

She moaned softly this time, opening wider, her tongue now pressing against my teeth, and I opened to her. She tasted like every sweet thing I'd ever let slide over my tongue. Feeling her inside me, her fingers pulling at my hair and ear, I whined in my throat. Oh god, if this hadn't been the right time to beg like a fucking dog, than I didn't know it.

Her swollen midsection caressed just at belt level, and I had to stop myself from pressing my hips into it. This was better than the sex had been. I remembered it clearly. It had not lasted long enough. Ochaco had been near mindless. All those things I had wanted to do and say... I pulled away, "Unless you want to start something Izuku will definitely hear..?"

Her return laugh was breathy and weak, "My body says yes, but my brain..." She closed her eyes to lean on my chest, "No, no let's not do that to poor Izuku."

"I love you, you know?"

"I..." She swallowed, her hand moving over my chest, the silken pads making my nipples harden in pleasure even as I held my breath. She had to. It had to be now. "I love you, too, Katsuki." She flicked one, and my breath hitched, "I am sorry I couldn't say it last night."

"I never expected you to." I trapped her hand to keep it from traveling any farther.

"Well, I've gotta get up. I have to pee really, really bad." I gave her a sour look, "Sorry, You're gonna have to get used to that if you want to be together. Pregnancy is both fun and a drag."

I got out of the bed, "I think I could have lived another few days before hearing that." I held out a hand to her, and she scooted carefully until she could put her feet on the floor.

She stood and punched me lightly, "Well, your time to get used to it is over now. Everyone will be up soon, so get dressed, would you? I'll meet you in the kitchen?"

I grabbed up my shirt, slipping it on as I followed her out. I stood against the wall while she used what I assumed was the only bathroom. Izuku slumped up the hall toward me, yawning, his pillow wrinkles still prominent. He stopped to stare at me, a smile speading across his face. I watched him curiously, "What you smiling at, you damned nerd?"

"You stayed over last night?"

I felt a blush rise on my neck, "Yes."

"I'm going to tell everyone you had a sleepover at my house. It's going to sound weird, now, but since you wouldn't ten years ago..."

"Tch." I pushed him with a playful shove, "Do whatever you want."

"I'm sorry about not telling you. She made me promise. And then made me promise not to break that promise."

"Nothing to do about that now." Ochaco certainly seemed to have the right idea about letting things go and not festering. "When did you know?"

"Graduation."

Izuku's mom appeared, a cotton candy pink robe wrapped around her as she stared wide-eyed at me, "Izuku? Is this Katsuki Bakugo?"

"This is him, mom. Go easy." He smiled as the bathroom door opened. With another wider smile he pulled Ochaco out to lock himself in. Coward. That's what I was going to do.

"Auntie Inko!" Ochaco wrapped her arms around the older, plump, female version of Midoriya. "I'm sorry, Auntie. Can he stay for breakfast?"

Inko put her hand to her breast, "Kids these days. Izuku! Hurry up in there!" She smiled, "Do you like coffee, Katsuki?" She moved rather gracefully down the hall into the kitchen, "Ochaco takes decaf, so that's what we're all drinking. I could make tea, if you like."

"Tea, please." I watched the pink robe disappear, "She's going to kill me."

"I'm afraid so. She was making some very valid points in favor of me marrying Izuku just a few hours before you came."

Ochaco

"Apparently, a few of the manufacturing sites did get advance knowledge and huge shipments were sent here." Izuku forked up a fluffy pile of scrambled eggs with what smelled like bacon and cheese. Better fare than Izuku's usual oatmeal with a side of steamed spinach.

Just thinking about it made my stomach turn as I sat down at the table. "I suppose that means that Endeavor's team got hit hard yesterday." I pulled my coffee close, and inhaled it's warm, rich scent.

Katsuki served me a plate and sat down, "It's a fuc- I mean, it's a shame our bust wasn't more fun." Inko and I gave Katsuki a flat stare, and he shoveled a few forkfuls into his fat mouth.

"From the news this morning and the preliminary reports that I could get my hands on, it looks like Shoto and Endeavor busted a ton of Stairway, though. All the sites went down, and the Mexican government actually found an offshoot lab and Swarm's party got to close them down too. All in all, it was a successful mission."

"I couldn't be happier." I ate a bite, and realized with a start that Katsuki must have been cooking while I showered. I'd definitely had these eggs before. I couldn't help but smile at him even as he continued complaining about not being able to bust more heads yesterday.

"By the way, I have plans to go meet up with my parents for lunch today." I put the fork down and Katsuki focused on me. "You should come."

He nodded and Inko sighed and dropped her fork on her plate with a sharp clash. "I'm sorry, I really need to say this." Her sweet motherly features hardened, "Izuku told me the baby is his." Inko put her hand over mine, "I only know that this man sitting here wasn't like this when he was a boy." Her eyes welled with tears as she peered at Katsuki, "Take care of her, young man. She's like a daughter to me and a friend to many. She's precious."

"Although what happened between us was not planned, I love her. I've changed from that boy you knew. I plan on making her the happiest woman in the world, Mrs. Midoriya."

"Auntie, I love you so much, and Katsuki and I have..." I faced him, and his claret eyes softened before going back to the table, "A complicated story. But he is willing to fight for me, and I'm willing to let him."

"Mom, Katsuki isn't the bully I knew most of my life. Since UA, learning from Toshinori and Aizawa, he's become a good friend and a real Hero. I believe he really loves Ochaco with all his heart. He'll be the one she and their child needs. I know it."

Katsuki sat, his hair hiding his eyes, but not the nervous twitching of his fingers. Inko nodded while staring at his minute movements. "Thanks Izuku. Mrs. Midoriya, I understand your caution. I promise, as long as Ochaco will allow it, I want to be the person that your son thinks I am." He lifted his face, making eye contact with her then me, "I want to meet your parents." His lips thinned, "And you should meet mine."

AN/ I've come to the uncomfortable conclusion that, as a straight woman, I have cyesolagnia. (look it up, you animal) That can be my only excuse. LOL Thank you, mr mosevic for hanging out with me and making sure I don't get stupid.

Okay, you know, I wish I was above it all, but leave a comment! They honestly keep me wanting to publish. I can see I have a ton of readers, but I am so un-motivated for this story, now. I need your help!