Warning! This oneshot has a slightly depressing theme throughout, reader having to deal with horrible rumours as well as pregnancy. As with all my oneshots though, I'm a sucker for happy endings, so I hope you enjoy.

Quirk:  Shadow Manipulation

 My red and white haired boyfriend and I had been seeing each other for eight months, one night recently taking our relationship to the full sexual level. It felt so good and so perfect being with him, and later in the night I couldn't help but stare at his sleeping form, taking in all his handsome features: his hair, his scar, his jawline. Gently I snuggled against his naked body, holding onto him tightly and never wanting to let go. Unfortunately the happiness I was feeling in that moment didn't want to stay.

It had been a month and a half since we first had intercourse, and it's fair to say we became addicted to each others bodies however I soon began to get suspicions and paranoid as we stupidly didn't use contraception the first time. I didn't voice my worries to Shoto because I didn't want to frighten him, but I did tell my best friend Momo and my older sister (s/n). They urged me to get a pregnancy test and take it straight away, the pair of them just as eager to find out as I was.

The worry of being pregnant distracted me from something that started happening at school. Momo noticed first that many girls were sending me scowls and many guys were looking on at me, apparently intrigued. Once Momo had pointed this out to me I started to notice it, getting a little uncomfortable every time girls would whisper between themselves and stare at me whilst doing so. Even people in our class had begun acting strange around me, including Shoto. He started trying to avoid me, hurting me more and more especially after I took the pregnancy test and found out I was five weeks pregnant. I had told Momo and (s/n), and they kept on telling me I needed to tell Shoto but I had absolutely no idea how. I was utterly terrified.

It was afternoon and I was sat at my desk, staring off into space and waiting for class to start. Midnight walked in just then and stood behind the teachers desk, taking the register. I glanced quickly over to my boyfriend who was staring at me with a completely straight face, making me slightly nervous. I tried smiling and waving subtly at him but he simply turned away. His behaviour towards me had been like that for the past fortnight and it scared me, especially as I had to tell him I was pregnant, preferably today. Once class was over there was a sudden looming shadow over my desk, and I looked up to see Shoto standing there.

"Hey Shoto! Fancy walking home together-,"

"We need to talk," was all he said before walking out of the classroom.

"O-okay," I said, furrowing my eyebrows, my heart beating rapidly. Momo sent me a thumbs up as if to say 'you can do it, tell him' but nerves were running through my body, fast. I walked out of the classroom and spotted him at the end of the long corridor, leaning up against the wall. "Hey, what's wrong? You've seemed a little... quiet over the past week," I said but he simply remained staring at the ground. "L-listen, Shoto... I have something I need to tell you-,"

"Oh I think I know what it is," he said through gritted teeth making me panic.

"Y-you do?" I asked, shaking a little bit.

"Yes, I do. I'm breaking up with you (y/n)."

I was praying to god I had misheard him. My breathing became heavy and my heart felt as though it was about to have an attack. I was frozen on the spot, my arms completely limp as I stared at him. I tried to say something, anything, but nothing was coming out. Without looking at me he walked back into the classroom to grab his belongings before walking out and away. I was still frozen on the spot, unable to comprehend what had just happened. After a few minutes my breathing quickened up and I felt as though I was having a panic attack. Tears streamed down my face as I collapsed to the floor, howling out, not caring about the people passing by. Momo rushed out of the classroom to help me, taking me to the girls bathroom so I could let out all my emotions without any onlookers. My thoughts were whirling, my heart was crushing - the boy I loved so much, the father of my child had just up and left me, and I had no idea why.

The next few months were the worst of my life. Despite the slight bit of happiness I felt when I remembered I had a life growing inside of me, sadness and humiliation weighed me down. Being in the same class as the boy I loved, still loved, was the most difficult thing I had ever done. Then, on top of that, I had to deal with the rumours - the rumours which led to Shoto breaking my heart.

Not knowing who had started them or why, I learnt something new and completely untrue about myself. Apparently I had been offering sexual services for guys in exchange for money. Apparently I'd give myself out cheaply in exchange for silence about my activities so Shoto wouldn't find out. Every time I thought about that, I cried and cried, my heart aching so much I could barely take it.

I had spoken to the teachers about my situation, my pregnancy and the rumours and thankfully they were incredibly supportive, especially Recovery Girl and Midnight. A plan had been worked out where once a bump showed I was to leave UA, and they'd set up a programme for me once I had had the child and felt ready. Until that time I was to still sit in class despite the rumours, but not get involved in the training. It was during these periods where I'd usually find myself in the girls bathroom, either crying, throwing up or eating comfort food.

It was the beginning of the second trimester when a bump began to show. Talks between my sister, myself and the teachers were organised and I left UA, leaving behind the rumours that were still spreading throughout the school, the father of my child and the disgusting stares I'd get from some of the guys but still I didn't feel free. I was happy about the little girl growing inside of me but she was a constant reminder of my situation which made my heart ache even more then it already did. I was thankful it was a girl though, and the doctor I had seen who performed the scans was incredibly lovely and supportive about my situation. I just had to focus on the kinder people around me: my sister, Momo, my doctor and my teachers.

- Timeskip - - Halfway through Second Trimester (week 20) -

"You know, I think Shoto has been a right asshole to you," my sister suddenly said as she was plumping the cushions on the sofa before letting me lie down.

"Where'd that come from?" I asked, quite shocked.

"I just- just needed to say it, that's all," she breathed deeply. I didn't respond and just laid down, helping my aching back. I groaned as I tried to get comfortable, but suddenly felt something that caused me to jump and clutch onto my stomach. "What is it? What's wrong?" (s/n) asked desperately.

"S-she just kicked!" I exclaimed, smiling brightly.

"Oh my goodness! Let me feel!" (s/n) said excitedly, placing her hands a little forcefully on my belly. My baby was kicking a lot, as though she had suddenly awoken. Despite it being uncomfortable it was amazing, and I couldn't stop smiling. (s/n) looked up at me, smiling herself. I couldn't help but stare at my stomach, clutching onto it and giggling a little. It was then that I noticed (s/n) staring at me.

"What?"

"Nothing... it's just I haven't seen you smile like this in a while," she said. I 'hm'd in response, still smiling at my feisty girl still growing inside of me.

- Timeskip - - Beginning of Third Trimester (week 30) -

Whilst not being at UA I dreaded to think how the rumours about me had spread, and if new ones had come into place since my absence. I wondered what the class thought about me, in particular Shoto. Each time Momo came to visit I asked after him, and each time she'd answer me vaguely followed by "You need to forget about him. What he's done to you is unforgivable," but I couldn't help thinking about him. Each time I did so however, I broke a little, and although both my soon-to-be-born daughter and I were away from him for the past several months I still thought about him when I thought of her, which was obviously often. How on Earth could I still love him?

"Fancy some food?" (s/n) came into the lounge finding me on the sofa with plenty of cushions keeping me comfy.

"Yeah can we order in something?" I asked and she nodded, handing me the iPad to pick something. "Ugh, I'm getting so chubby, look at my fingers!"

"It all comes with being pregnant," (s/n) laughed and I simply groaned.

"I didn't realise the bump would be this big, it's so inconvenient," I moaned, collapsing my head back.

"That's what I'm here for, to help with the inconvenient stuff!" She giggled, tidying up some of the pregnancy and baby caring books I had spread across the coffee table.

"Well can you help me pee? I need to go again," I said.

"Again? You went ten minutes ago!"

"'It all comes with being pregnant'," I used her words against her and she rolled her eyes.

"Alright fine, c'mon then," she said, helping me up and towards the bathroom.

- Todoroki's POV - - One Week Later -

My worry for her had grown extreme. Dangerously extreme. I couldn't sleep, could barely eat, my grades were plummeting and my training was not going well. Despite everything about her I was still in love with her, and not seeing her in school was driving me insane. Yaoyorozu would borderline refuse to tell me what had happened, as well as telling me that it was best if I didn't go and see her but it was sending me crazy.

Hearing all the things about her was really beginning to get repetitive, and as they became more and more crazy I realised that I had made the ultimate mistake. Yaoyorozu had repeatedly told me they were lies, but it wasn't until I heard that she had left to join a sex brothel in Osaka that I realised they weren't true. It was then that I realised how much of a fool I was in the beginning to believe any of it. I was desperate to get (y/n) back, I needed her back, I didn't realise how much I loved and needed her until now. Multiple times I had been sent away from training due to me loosing it.

My mother tried to comfort me as much as possible but it wasn't working. I knew today I had to corner Yaoyorozu and beg her to speak, to tell me everything: what had happened, where she was and if she was okay.

That day at the beginning of class I slipped her a passive aggressive note reading 'meet me at the back entrance. Lunchtime. Don't ignore me.' I noticed her gulp next to me but she sent me a nod, agreeing to my requests. So, at the beginning of lunch I was there, waiting for her. She approached me carefully, apparently knowing what I was wanting to talk about. "What is it Todoroki?" She asked carefully.

"Where is (y/n)?" I asked her for the hundredth time through gritted teeth.

"I've told you before, she doesn't want to see you and- Todoro-!" She exclaimed as I grabbed her by the collar and slammed her against the wall.

"Tell me where she is!" I shouted at her, lifting her off of her feet. She was looking away from me with her eyes shut tightly as though scared but I didn't care. "Tell me!"

"I-I can't-,"

"I know everything was a lie!" I spat.

"Well you figured it out too late!" She whimpered.

"I'm still in love with her! I have been, even when I was foolish enough to believe those rumours were true! P-please Yaoyorozu, I have to at least know she's okay, that she's safe... p-please..." I started shouted but my voice cracked in the middle, ending my sentence in a whisper as I let go of her collar and dropped my hand weakly. "I love her, so much."

"Where was all this seven months ago?" She asked, apparently surprised and I winced.

"I-I- I'm sorry," I whispered.

"'Sorry'? It shouldn't be me you're apologising to. It should be (y/n)," she hissed.

"I have to know where she is, please Yaoyorozu, I need to know if she's okay!"

She paused for a second, staring at me. It almost looked like pity which I hated, but I was doing something I told myself I'd never do and that was to beg. "Alright," she said simply. "I'll tell you, if you really mean it."

- Timeskip - - (y/n)'s POV -

I had finally come to terms with my situation, that my little girl and I were on our own, that I wasn't going to get the Pro Hero career I had always dreamed of but I was going to try my very best to make my unborn daughters life the best it could be. On the coffee table beside me I heard my phone buzz, and it was just about in arms reach so I grabbed it and opened the message from Momo, which simply read 'sorry x'. I furrowed my eyebrows wondering what the hell she meant, but suddenly there was a loud bang on the door making me and my sister jump out of our skins. I glanced over to her and she shrugged her shoulders. The banging continued and my sister huffed, putting her coffee down and wandering over to the door. I laid my head back down on the armrest of the sofa, holding my phone about to reply to Momo.

"(y-y/n)," I heard my sister say.

"Yeah?"

"(y/n)..." I heard a voice that caused my heart to shatter. I froze on the sofa, wondering if I was hearing things. I recognised the footsteps that approached the sofa, and Todoroki came into view. He immediately putting his hands over his mouth, his eyes wide when he saw the fact I was pregnant. I tried to stand up, and my sister came to me, helping me up. I clung onto her arm and stared at the boy who's baby I was carrying, tears already streaming down my face.

"W-what do you want, T-Todoroki?" I mumbled, gripping my sisters arm and refusing to look at him.

"It's t-true, you're... pregnant," he muttered with wide eyes, and now I knew what Momo was sorry about, he must've gotten it out of her.

"Yeah? So? As if you would care!" I spat, angry tears streaking down my face.

"I-is it m-mine?" He dared ask. I broke down, collapsing onto my knees, my sister having to catch me gently and lower me.

"Of course she's yours! I've never... with anyone else... but you went and believed those rumours! You left me! You don't want anything to do with me! Y-you obviously didn't love or trust me! T-that day when you broke up w-with me... I was going to tell you t-that we were h-having a child! But you left! You're out of my life and I'm not letting you into hers!" I screamed fiercely. "Get out of my home!"

"NO! Listen, please, (y-y/n), I was such a pathetic fool to believe those dumb rumours," he said desperately, kneeling down in front of me, tears threatening to spill from his eyes. "I-I have never stopped loving you," he sniffed. "I've been such an idiot, I can't believe how foolish I've been... since you left UA, I've not been able to think straight... I-I've been failing, my quirk is less powerful a-and I know it's because I don't have you to support me... I should've been here for you... I-I left you when you needed me most... I should've been here, supporting you," his voice breaking halfway through, and he cupped his face in his hands, wiping his tears away ferociously. "I can't believe what I've done, I've hurt the one p-person I've ever and could ever l-love... I-I need you, (y/n)," he whispered, shaking. "But you could never take me back after what I've done... I'm such a fool," he cried right there in front of me, tears cascading down his cheeks as he covered his eyes with his sleeve, trying to wipe them all away. With every one of his tears, my heart felt a little more, I had never seen him this weak and vulnerable before.

"Yes, you are a fool," I said simply, making him wince. I was quite shocked by his little speech but I still couldn't forgive him. My love for him overtook my head before I could stop it, and I cupped his cheeks, pulling him in for a quick gentle kiss. When I pulled away I looked into his red puffy eyes which were etched with surprise. "D-did you really mean that?" He asked carefully, and I shrugged.

"Well... truth is, I've not been able to stop loving you either Todoroki," I admitted timidly. "But you did leave me when I needed you most and I-I can't forgive that... ever."

"You have no idea how sorry I am that I wasn't there for you," he mumbled, looking guiltily into his hands. "I don't expect your f-forgiveness because I really don't deserve it... y-you don't know how much I regret what I said to you... on that day, and I completely understand because I've been such a fool. A d-dumb fool... I really do love you, (y/n)," he said with genuine in his voice.

Despite everything I did feel whole again, I felt complete and I felt loved. He helped me to sit on the sofa, him sitting next to me, and my sister decided to give us a moment alone together by going into the kitchen to get drinks and snacks, but I knew she'd be listening in as she had been overly protective of me the past few months.

"I'm glad you're here now," I said quietly, looking down at my hands rubbing my belly.

"S-so... we're having a b-baby?" he mumbled, staring at my belly with slight fear, and I nodded. "I promise, if you'll have me, I'll help with everything, a-anything you need," he said, tears flowing down his cheek non-stop. "I feel so guilty, I should've been here with you-,"

"You're here now, that's what matters," I said, interrupting him, and he looked up to meet my gaze. I suddenly felt her kick inside me again, making me jump, him also jumping. I quickly took his hand and placed it on my belly, his eyes widening at the feeling and a large smile forming on his tear-stained face as he felt our baby kick against my stomach.

"W-whoa, it just kicked!"

"She, Todoroki... I think she likes you," I smiled at him, as he now placed both hands on my belly, eager to feel more, which he did. She kicked a couple of times which was uncomfortable for me but he looked to be in heaven.

"So... we're having a girl?" He asked and I nodded, tears continuing to flow. "I can't wait to meet you, baby girl (l/n)," he mumbled at my belly. "I-I promise I'll be here for you... forever..." he mumbled. "Can I get you anything? Food, or a drink, or a blanket-,"

"Todoroki, I'm fine," I said, holding up my arm to stop his babbling.

"C-can I stay a little longer...?" He asked tentatively, expecting the answer to be 'no', but I nodded my head and his eyes lit up, tears coming to them again as he stared at my belly.

"You're not scared?" I asked.

"I'm terrified... but I want to help raise this baby with you... raise our baby... if you'll let me be her father," he said, still completely guilt ridden and I smiled gently at him, my first full smile since my little girl kicked for the first time.

"Yes of course, she'll need her father," I said.

- Timeskip - - End of Third Trimester (week 42) - - Todoroki's POV -

She was so late. The baby apparently didn't want to come and (y/n) was getting restless... or more restless then she had been. We had only just gotten back together as an official couple, but I wanted to be there for her and the baby, so visited her flat everyday, staying over some nights and making sure she was healthy. I had read every pregnancy and baby care book (y/n) owned at least three times each, wanting to be perfect for the two of them. Using my fathers credit card I had bought piles and piles of baby clothing and various toys ready to be unboxed as well as a large crib we put in (y/n)'s room.

I tried to make life as easy as I possibly could for (y/n) but due to her restlessness she had an attitude and a short fuse which the pregnancy books had warned me about. Still, I didn't care, as long as I was with her I was happy.

One day on my walk to her flat I passed a jewellers, finding myself attracted to the window. On display there were several diamond rings, beautifully intricate and I thought all of them would suit (y/n)'s finger perfectly. Lost in thought, unable to tear my eyes away from the and the picture of (y/n) in a beautiful wedding dress, glittering diamond ring on her finger I didn't notice (s/n) walking towards me on the street. "Todoroki!" She called, snapping me out of my thoughts. "Are you on your way to see (y/n)? Oh sorry, I interrupted a deep thought didn't I? What were you looking at?" She asked, following my eye-line towards the rings. "No way!"

"N-no, you've got the wrong idea!"

"Are you asking (y/n) to marry you?" She exclaimed.

"I-I just thought they looked nice, that's all!" I tried to defend.

"You were so thinking about (y/n), weren't you?" She teased me.

"Okay fine, yes I was, but there's no way I'm asking her yet, we only just got back together and... I know a part of her still hates me for... for..."

"Oh Todoroki, stop being so dramatic. She doesn't hate you, she was just upset, that's all," (s/n) said. "She's always loved you."

"Still, I don't think now is the right time to ask her to marry me. We are still so young after all," I mumbled and she nodded her head.

"I do agree. You should wait until you're at least twenty-one, I think. But still, it's nice to know how much you care for my sister," she smiled. Suddenly my phone rang and I looked down to see it was (y/n), and that I had actually gotten five missed calls from her.

"Sorry (y/n), I didn't mean to miss your calls, are you okay-,"

"MY WATERS HAVE BROKEN!" She screamed down the line and I went white as a ghost. (s/n) had heard (y/n) plain as day. "HURRY THE FUCK UP, WHERE THE HELL ARE YOU?"

"Oh my god! (y/n), hang tight, we're on our way!" I said as confidently as I could, both (s/n) and I running back as quick as we could so (s/n) could drive her to hospital. Our baby was coming, she was finally coming. I was going to become a father.

- Timeskip - - Five Years Later - - (y/n)'s POV -

Five years had passed since the birth of our beautiful daughter whom we called Yukiko. I was happier then I ever thought I could be, and had chose to try and forget about what happened during my pregnancy. Shoto was employed at his fathers agency, although his father was actually helping him create Shoto's own which we were both very excited for. I did notice that every time he got home after work, no matter how tired he was he'd always make sure to kiss me and hold me tightly, then run after a giggling Yuki, tickling her and holding onto her tightly as well. It seemed as though the guilt of what happened when I was pregnant ran through him, so he was desperate to show his love and appreciation for us.

Our lives were moving in the perfect direction, our house being a beautiful Japanese house on the outskirts of Tokyo, Yukiko loving the large open garden we had and beginning to develop an ice quirk much to Shoto's delight.

It wasn't long after Yukiko came home from school one day asking why we weren't married because all of her friends parents were married that Shoto popped the question, telling me he'd been holding onto the ring for the past four years, wondering when the right time was to ask. He didn't make a big deal out of a proposal, simply doing it in our back garden as we cuddled on the two seater swing watching Mitsuha play in the pond. Life couldn't be any better.