31: Deku

After we got the test results back, we were filled with excitement. According to the doctor, there were currently a set of twins, slowly growing over the months. "Izuku, we're going to be great fathers, right?" Bakugo asked, sitting down on the bed. I rested my hands on my belly bump. If I was counting correctly, I'd been pregnant for about twenty eight weeks. "Kacchan." I sat in the bed next to him, grasping one of his hands with mine. I waited until he looked me in the eyes. "Of course we're going to be great dads. Sure, we might make some mistakes along the way, but no one's perfect. All we can do is teach them right from wrong, watch out for them, shower them with affection and love, do anything we can to keep them safe. That's our job as parents. Nothing more, nothing less." Bakugo sighed, and placed his free hand on my bump, giving a very small smile. "Yeah. Your right, Izuku." I smiled, and kissed his hand, full of joy. I could tell he actually felt better about the doubts his mind was throwing his way. "What do you think they'll look like, Kacchan?" I asked, trying to picture our kids. "I don't know. A mix of us, maybe?" "Hm. Well, you know what I see?" "No." "I see two kids, girl and boy. They have one red eye and one green. They have your hair and my freckles. That's what I see." I told him, still smiling. "But you don't expect anything when their born. Not a certain look, or a quirk, anything. And I don't either. Their our kids and our kids will know love." I nodded. "Hey, wait-since when does my Kacchan get all mushy on me?" Bakugo blushed pink. "HUH?!-Shut it, nerd!" He joked, acting like he was mad. But I knew better. "Awww. Did I embarass you, love?" "No! I'm not embarrassed!" I ruffled his hair. "Sure you aren't, cutie." He groaned in annoyance. And I laughed.