"KATSUKI BAKUGO, YOU GET BACK HERE RIGHT NOW!" Izuku screamed, bright red. "I SWEAR TO GOD!"
       Katsuki was close to doubled over laughing, not being able to stop the tears from leaking out of his eyes. Zoë was giggling too, but it didn't take long for the laughing to turn into coughing, and then the coughing into wheezing.
       Panic crossed both men's faces. Bakugo rushed over to Zoë, and Izuku ran to the bathroom to grab a cool towel and some of her pain meds.
       She stopped coughing, but immediately covered her mouth. She started crying, and she threw up on the floor.  
       Bakugo, not wasting a second, pulled her hair out of her face and tied it back into a ponytail, and rubbing her back as she continued to gag.
       "I'm...so...sorry!" She wheezed, trying to apologize over the horrible feeling. Bakugo just kept stroking her hair.
        "It's fine," he hummed. "Perfectly fine, baby. I'm glad you got it all out."
         Zoë nodded weakly, and Izuku came running back into the room. He handed Zoë a glass of water and one of her pain meds. She swallowed it quickly, and promptly fell back into Bakugo's chest.
       "Daddy..." she whispered. "I don't feel good..."
         Bakugo snorted.
        "No shit, brat."
         Izuku slapped him on the shoulder, and pulled Zoë into his arms. He had Bakugo pick her up, as he was nearly nine months pregnant, and he carried her to the bathroom. Izuku turned on the shower.
           "You probably want to rinse off- you'll feel a lot better- promise." He smiled. Zoë nodded, and grabbed a fluffy towel from the cabinet. Bakugo grabbed the mop, and set to work cleaning Zoe's bedroom. She hung her head in shame.
        "You have nothing to apologize for. If anyone should be apologizing, it's that dunce-faced bastard who's bitch-ass kid-"
        "KATSUKI."
         Bakugo inhaled deeply, trying to calm down.
         "Right. Whatever."

        When Zoë got out of the shower, Deku and Bakugo met her in her room. Bakugo lifted her into bed, and sat behind her, whipping out a comb and small rubber elastics. (No, not condoms, sorry guys) He put the elastic in his mouth, and began combing her hair gently.
       Izuku sat beside his husband, watching softly as his lover touched their daughter gently. Zoë seemed to melt into his chest, and Izuku almost started crying.
        Twenty minutes later, Zoë has two identical French braids. Although he would never admit it to anyone, when he found out he was having a girl, he spent hours on hours on YouTube looking up different hair tutorials. He was terrified that his daughter would resent not having a mother, so he was desperate to try his best to do some things maternally.
         He then combed Izuku's hair, and buy a tiny braid at the top of it. Zoë giggled, and Bakugo patted her head. Zoë sighed happily. Bakugo turned to Izuku.
        "Who would've thought, you know? 13 years ago, I was your worst enemy. Now..." he gestured to their daughter, fast asleep on Bakugo's lap and clutching Izuku's hand.
         Izuku laughed softly.
         "It IS pretty crazy, huh?"
         They both sat there for a few minutes, just a enjoying each other's company. Eventually, Bakugo tucked Zoë underneath her comforters, and kissed her on the forehead. Izuku, barely able to bend down, just blew her a kiss, and they turned on her sound machine and closed her door quietly.
          The men walked into the kitchen, Izuku sitting on a stool at the island. Bakugo opened the fridge, and grabbed a beer.
       "You want anything?" He asked. Izuku laughed.
       "SO grateful you're doing this whole 'diet' thing with me," he joked. Bakugo grimaced.
       "S-Sorry..."
       "No, it's fine! Besides, I wouldn't let you sleep in the same bed as me if you didn't have your coffee. The last time that happened, you sleepwalked our of bed and kicked a hole in our bedroom wall. Nuh-Uh. Not again." Izuku laughed playfully. Bakugo rubbed the back of his neck.
         "...My bad?"
         "Orange juice!" Izuku hummed happily, seemingly forgetting that he was in the middle of a conversation. Bakugo smiled and poured him a glass.  He took a seat next to him, opening his bottle, and taking a sip.
        "She seems to be doing better," he commented. Izuku nodded.
        "Yes, but I don't know how much longer I can take it- seeing her in such pain...it hurts." He leaned against his husband. "It hurts, Kacchan."
         Bakugo smiled nostalgically. Izuku hadn't called him that since they had Zoë, as he figured that since they had a kid together, they could, at the very least, use their first names to refer to each other.
        "I know," he replied, ruffling Izuku's hair. "But she's one tough cookie, and we're here to help. Besides, we have her in the best hospital in Japan, AND UA is covering everything. It will take a while, but she's almost definitely going to make a full recovery. She will be a hero, Izuku."
          He smiled.
          "She's already got more guts than most pros. Remember when I fought Stain with Iida?"
         "And that Half-and-Half, two-timing, half-assed piece of fuckin' trash who can't do shit-"
        "Yes, I'm well aware that Todoroki was there as well, Katsuki," he sighed.
         "What I was trying to say was that when Iida rushed into that, he made a huge mistake. If I hadn't found him by accident, he'd be dead. Ochaco wouldn't have a husband or a daughter, and she and I probably would've dropped out of UA. When I sent that text to Todoroki, I didn't think-"
          He was cut off by Bakugo growling and standing up, his fists shoved in his pockets.
       "You didn't JUST send that text to Icy-Hot, you sent it to everyone. You think I wasn't on my way to save you?! You think I didn't fight Best Jeanist tooth and nail to get him to let me go to you?!"
          Izuku sat there, wide-eyes. Bakugo took a deep breath.
          "I know it's not really a big deal, it's just that-"
        "No, that wasn't what I was talking about," Izuku whispered. He looked up at Katsuki.
        "My water just broke."

AN: OH MY FUCKING GOD YOU GUYS IM SO FUCKING SORRY. I TRIED TO CONVINCE MYSELF THAT ENDING IT WAS A GOOD IDEA BUT IT WASN'T. THERE'S STILL SO MUCH I WANNA WRITE!! I HELD OUT FOR DAYS TEYING TO TELL MYSELF THAT IT WAS A STUPID IDEA TO CONTINUE THE BOOK, BUT IT WASN'T. ITS NOT OVER. I WON'T BE ENDING IT FOR A LONG TIME. PLEASE, I HOPE YOU CAN FORGIVE ME. I LOVE YOU ALL SO MUCH. I CANT EVEN TELL YOU JOW SORRY AND HOW THANKFUL I AM.