Request by anon on tumblr: ohh can you write some kacchako married stuff ! like a pregnant ochaku and her husband katsuki dealing with all her mood swings kindly :) , i loved that story you had last wrote , i had never guess the reason hahah thank you so much
Thanks for the love the previous part received~
Bakugo Katsuki did not know what to do when he came home to find out that a hurricane had been through it. Not a real one though, but one that was caused by none other than his wife.
Their bedroom was strewn with clothes (mostly hers). There were clothes under the chairs, the bed, on top of the dressing table and even over the ceiling fan which kind of scared him a little bit. Dresses lay on the floor either ripped at the sides or torn at the back. The only unscathed piece of clothing he could find was her hero costume that lay neatly folded on top of a pile of shirts in one corner of the room.
He placed the chocolate cake Ochako had ordered on the coffee table and went inside. He could hear muffled sobs and an occasional sniff coming from the bathroom.
Bakugo sighed. He had heard seniors at his hero company complain about how their wives got really emotional when they were pregnant and that when the hormones really kicked in, there was no way out.
He had been pretty happy to hear the news of her getting pregnant and was really excited about being a dad and all, but over the past month Ochako had been on an emotional rollercoaster. One minute she was laughing with him over a funny joke and the next she was breaking down in the bathroom because she thought she wouldn't make a good mother.
"Ochako, are you in there?" He knocked at the door and turned the handle to see if it was open or not. From his minimal knowledge of how emotion worked, he guessed she was probably crying over the fact that her clothes didn't fit her anymore which he didn't exactly know how it was problem since there was always the option of maternity clothes. But then again he was kind of clueless about the whole "emotions" thing overall so he decided it must be a really deal.
The sobs stopped after awhile and Ochako opened the door of the bathroom to reveal herself. She was wearing one his shirts and her hair was tied back into ponytail. She was five months pregnant and her baby bump was pretty visible now.
The gravity manipulator half-hid behind the door and looked at him with puffy eyes and a red nose. Katsuki tried to open the door even more but she put all her strength into keeping him from doing so.
"Go away." She completely got behind the door and started pushing it with her back.
"Why are you crying?" Katsuki backed off and stepped away. He sighed once again.
"This is all your fault!" Ochako shouted from the behind the door.
Katsuki was taken back at this sudden burst of anger and tried going near once again but she opened up the door and started throwing pieces of clothes at him, "None of my clothes fit me anymore! I've got bags under my eyes, my feet hurt all the time and I'm a fucking mess." Uraraka picked one of her shirts that was lying on the floor and flung it towards him.
"What the actual fuck?" Katsuki took off the mint dress that had landed on his head and looked at her stupefied over what he had just heard her say.
Ochako clenched her fists and glared at him.
Katsuki gulped. He hadn't seen her angry ever before in his life.
"Well of course you're getting big, you're pregnant!" Katsuki tried to clear his name oblivious of the big mistake he had just made. Ochako dropped the pair of shorts she was holding in her hand and looked at him with a shocked expression.
"Did you just call me fat?"
Tears formed in her eyes once again and she sniffed really hard in order to keep them from falling. Her face felt dry and the lump in her throat seemed to get bigger with each passing second.
"Shit. That's not what I meant!" Katsuki mentally kicked himself in the nuts. He approached her and wiped one of the tears that had strayed down her cheek.
"Look, I'm sorry okay! Don't cry…."
Ochako fell into his arms and started bawling her eyes out. She nuzzled her head into his chest and Katsuki could feel his shirt getting wet with tears.
Deciding that the best course of action was to get her out there, he picked her up and carried her outside. After laying her sofa, he got up to get her a glass of water but she grabbed onto him and shook her head aggressively to keep him from going.
Katsuki sat back down and patted her on her head. He took her hands off of his shirt and held them in his, "Okay, I won't go but please stop crying for the love of god!" He said and looked up at her.
"Do you still think I'm pretty?" Ochako asked in a broken voice. Her question threw Katsuki off guard and he stared at her wondering what the fuck made her ask that.
"Of course I do, Idiot!"
"So, you still love me?" Ochako bobbed her head to one side and bit her lower lip.
Katsuki blinked a few times in surprise. This situation really seemed to be out of his capacity to handle. He messed his hair up and then looked over at her again.
"You seriously want me to answer that?"
Ochako nodded her head vigorously and muttered a yes.
"Again, Of course I do, idiot." The expression on Ochako face changed and her frown eased up.
Katsuki rolled his eyes and pulled her in for a hug, "Listen here, I know I'm not good with words and I don't say it that much but it doesn't matter to me if you're fat or wrinkly or if your feet are swollen or if you hair falls off. Okay, I'll always love you."
Ochako mumbled something into his chest which he couldn't hear and pulled back. She looked up at him on verge of tears and hugged him again with all her might.
"Katsuki…" she blubbered and her eyes watered once again, "I love you too!"
:Request update:
Guest: Hi! Your request was really unique. I have started writing it already. I hope you like it!
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