Quirk: Telekinesis 

 Sat on the toilet seat in the bathroom I stared down at the stick, desperate for it to be wrong. There were two small pink lines on the screen meaning positive. We were only twenty one, and we had our whole lives ahead of us, the passion to become Pro Heroes, to be amongst the best in the world, but now that all came crashing down because of pregnancy test I was holding. After moments of thinking however, I knew that already I loved this child in my womb. Being a hero was a passion, but I would happily be a mother as well. The only thing that worried me now was the fact I would have to tell Shoto.

It had been three weeks to the day since I found out I was pregnant, and I still hadn't told him. I was out for a coffee with Ochaco, and she kept on telling me to give him the news. "What if he walks out on me?" I asked, worried.

"He won't walk out on you," she said definitely.

"He strives to be the greatest hero, a child is only going to hold him back," I mumbled into my hot drink.

"Whether you tell him now or not he will find out when a bump appears, and when you have to be rushed to hospital because there's a baby coming out of you," she said.

"I know, I know I'm just... scared of loosing him," I said sadly. "I'm scared he'll put being a hero in front of having a family, especially as we're so young," I admitted and Ochaco sighed.

"He loves you, and whether it was now or in the future, he'd want a family with you," she assured, holding my hand tightly, smiling. We finished our coffee's and she walked me home, which wasn't a long walk. When we reached the garden gate leading to my home we stopped and shared a tight hug. It was nice meeting up with her, as our schedules kept us both busy. "Promise me you'll tell him," she said when we pulled apart.

"Fine, I'll tell him," I sighed.

"Good. I'll see you soon, (y/n)," she said, waving as she walked off. I waved back before walking through my garden, unlocking the door and slipping off my shoes and coat.

"Shoto?" I called out for him, but there was no response. I walked through to our living area to find my boyfriend asleep on the sofa with the TV on in the background. I smiled at how peaceful he looked when sleeping, and how ruffled his hair was, the white mixing with the red. I turned off the TV and wandered into the kitchen to start preparing dinner, but my mind was fogged with way in which I could tell him.

"Hey, didn't hear you come in," he said suddenly. I jumped, cutting my finger on the knife I was using to cut up spring onions.

"Ow!" I howled, bringing my finger up to my mouth to suck on.

"Sorry," he said, walking towards me and pulling me into his embrace. He took my finger and sucked on the wound himself, looking into my eyes deeply. It was times like these that I knew I was so lucky, which made me even more frightened to tell him. We were still so young, and we still had so much of life ahead of us. "How's Uraraka?"

"Oh she's fine, happy, training hard," I said with a fake smile.

"Can I ask you something?" He said suddenly, and I panicked a little but nodded. "Recently you've not... seemed yourself. Is there anything bothering you? You can tell me, you know that, right?"

"I- yes, w-well-,"

"Please tell me what it is," he said anxiously, reaching for the first aid kit to get me a plaster.

"I... er," I stuttered, knowing now I would have to tell him. "Shoto, I'm about to tell you something important and you have to promise you won't freak out, or get angry," I said. He looked at me cautiously, a glint of worry in his eyes as he applied the plaster to my finger. There was no point beating around the bush, so I knew simply what to say. I breathed in deeply. "Shoto I'm pregnant."

It appeared as though he had stopped breathing. His eyes widened farther then I thought they could, as his face became increasingly pale. His expression was completely stoic and unreadable, as he stared at me, not moving an inch. My heartbeat raised a little as anxiety spread through my body like a disease. I was beginning to internally panic at his reaction, it was as though he was a toy whose batteries had ran out.

"Shoto say something please," I said desperately, clinging onto his arm.

"You - y-you are on the pill," he stammered.

"It's ninety-eight percent effective," I said quietly. He almost fell backwards. "Shoto you're scaring me."

"H-how long?"

"Six weeks, but I've only known for three," I whispered. He leaned against the kitchen worktop, his eyes tearing themselves away from mine and staring at the floor. There was confusion and terror written all over his face, making tears fall down my face. "Shoto please, we can do this."

"I - er - need some air," he whispered, walking briskly away from me and towards the front door.

"Shoto! Wait!" I called out to him but he was already out. I began hyperventilating, clinging onto the stair rail in the hall to prevent myself from collapsing. Uncontrollable tears streamed down my face as I slowly slid to the floor, curling up into a ball. I couldn't help but scream, my head in my hands, my whole body shaking. Was he going to leave me because of this? Was he going to focus on his career? Have I pushed him away forever?

Thirty minutes of panicking, hyperventilation and screams passed and I had managed to finally get my breathing back to normal. Slowly standing and making my way back to the kitchen, I finished off my dinner and left Shoto's cold soba in his bowl on the side. I took mine with me through to the living room, where I ate my meal in utter silence, tears falling down my face. Never had I ever felt more alone, despite there being life inside of me.

Trying to block Shoto from my mind, I propped my head up on the sofa cushions, and rubbed my belly where I knew my little baby was growing. I smiled, knowing that there was a little life growing inside of me, and that he or she will be my adorable child. I'll be able to hold them, to bathe them, to feed them, to watch them grow. That thought gave me a special warmth in my chest and calmed me down, knowing that we'd have each other, and knowing already that I'll love them more then anything in this world.

Minutes ticked away, then hours, and it had reached 23:00 and there was still no sign of my boyfriend. Panic and worry started to arise in me again, however I suddenly heard the front door open. Standing up I ran towards the hall, opening the door from the living area and staring at my boyfriend, dreading this part of the night. He was going to leave me, why else would he of needed to get away from me so fast? We simply looked at each other before he started.

"I-I'm sorry if I made you worry," he whispered, apparently unable to look at me.

"Oh, please, no, we just accidentally get pregnant whilst so young, I get scared because I know I'm going to have to tell you who's striving to become the greatest hero in the world, and then when I do tell you, you go and walk out! Without saying a word! 'Worry'? I wasn't worried, Shoto, I was petrified! For Christs sake how could you do that to me? What is it, you want to leave? You want to leave me and our baby so you can do this hero thing well fine! Because I can do this on my own, I-I can," I shouted before breaking down and crying, leaning on the stair bannister shaking like crazy.

"No! No of course I don't want to leave you!" Shoto shouted, running over to me and wrapping his arms around me tightly as we both sunk to the floor. "No I could never leave you, I love you way too much, please I just-," his voice cracked at the end as he clung onto me tighter.

"Shoto?" I whispered into his chest.

"I'm sorry for walking away just now, when you needed me most... you must've been so scared, I'm sorry. This news is just... big. I know we can do this together, I'm over the moon that you're pregnant, really, I am, I want to have this child with you (y/n). I want to start a family with you and I will love you and this child with all my heart. I will protect you both until the end of time with my life, I will do whatever I can to make this child happy. But... but," his voice trailed off, his eyes looking sad.

"But?"

"But... how do I be a father?" He asked quickly, staring into my (e/c) eyes with tears falling from his. "I don't know how to be a father, I had a terrible dad and I don't know what a good dad does or how they act or what they do for a child, (y/n), I don't know and I'm terrified, what if the baby won't like me, I don't know what to do-,"

"Shoto!" I shouted, interrupting his out of control speech. "You are not your father! You'll be fantastic, I know it! Becoming parents is scary, I'm scared too but you need to understand that you're not like your father... already you seem to really care about our baby and that's how I know you'll be a good parent. As you said, you'll protect them, you'll love them and we can just help each other out with the whole parenting thing. I'm going to be new at it too," I said, my voice softening. "We can do this, Shoto," I mumbled at the end, cupping his face and wiping his tears away. He did the same to me too, before we leaned in and shared a passionate kiss.

"I'm so sorry," he mumbled against my shoulder as we cuddled again. "I shouldn't of walked out earlier when you needed me the most."

"Hey it's okay, you're back now. At least it was only a few hours rather then a few years," I said, trying to make him laugh. I couldn't see but the corners of his mouth curved up. We pulled apart from each other and shared another long and passionate kiss, before he took my hand and directed me to the bedroom. We fell asleep happily, him telling me how excited he was to be a father which made me smile.

- Timeskip -

The morning sun rose, and my sleepy eyes opened to find myself tightly in Shoto's hold, his body warming my back. I snuggled into his body before realising his hand was on my stomach protectively, making me smile uncontrollably. My gentle moving accidentally woke him up, and I felt him press his hot lips against my neck. "Good morning (y/n), and baby," he mumbled, rubbing his thumb against my stomach.

"Good morning," I replied, turning and kissing him hard on the lips. I wanted nothing more then to just spend this morning lying in bed here with Shoto, relaxing and cuddling, but the Pro Hero Agency I was studying at had called me in for the morning and I knew I'd have to tell them about my pregnancy, and we'd have to discuss my career. Reluctantly I left the warmth of his body and he groaned, clutching onto my hand making me giggle. He refused to let go as I playfully tried to tug myself away, needing to get ready. I finally won, him slumping onto the messed up blankets on the bed.

"You don't have to go, do you?" He mumbled, as I got changed.

"I wish I didn't," I said, clambering back onto the bed and kissing him passionately, him running his hands through my hair and pulling me in more heatedly. "Mmph, Shoto," I mumbled, unwillingly pulling away.

"Hasn't that made you want to stay?" He asked with a small smirk.

"It has, but I do need to go, I'm sorry," I said, kissing him goodbye and walking out the door.

"Okay fine, just stay safe," he said, getting up and walking me to the door. "See you soon."

"Bye," I mumbled, leaning up and kissing him again. Unwillingly we pulled apart and I left, waving until I was out of sight.

I felt happy. Truly happy. Once at the Hero Agency, I told them of my good news and they all congratulated me happily, everyone coming in for a group hug. My closest friends there hugged me individually, apparently just as happy and excited as I was. I had to speak to my boss however, about my future now being pregnant. The conversation between us lasted a drilling four hours, and I don't know how I managed to stay awake for that long. The most annoying thing was we finally came to the conclusion that I could return as a hero if and when I felt necessary. 'Yeah, I could've figured that one out three hours and fifty minutes ago,' I scoffed internally as I left his office. The girls in the office wanted to take me out for lunch, and I had gotten pretty hungry so I messaged Shoto and told him of my plans.

Shoto x - Okay, have a nice time, stay safe, I love you x

13:35

I smiled at the message and the girls squealed over my shoulder as they read the message, making me jump.

"How did you bag yourself such a cutie!" Yada moaned.

"Yeah, it's not fair, I want one!" Kurahashi demanded and the rest of us laughed.

"Come on then, let's go to lunch," I smiled, and we all headed out talking of nothing but baby things for the next two hours. It was late in the afternoon when I realised the time and told the girls I ought to be heading home. Kataoka tried to convince me to stay but I insisted on leaving as Shoto was probably wondering where I had gotten to. They all excitedly squealed again at how protective he was, which made me giggle. "See you later girls!" I waved goodbye and they did the same, as I rounded a corner and headed home. I unlocked the door once there, and announced myself home but there was no reply. The hallway seemed to be full of furniture specifically from the study which made me furrow my eyebrows. "Shoto?" I called out but again there was no reply. I walked further into the house and the smell of paint hit my nose which confused me all the more. I passed all the furniture, following the scent and opened the door to where I believed was the source. What I saw almost made me burst into tears.

Stood to my right, painting the wall that had the door on it, was Shoto dressed in old clothing covered in light grey paint with a paint roller in hand. Sat in the middle of the room and under transparent plastic sheets was a cream coloured cot with a traditional mobile attached to it, which had plastic animals dangling from it. Similar cream coloured curtains hung from a grey curtain rail covering the large windows in the room, and the cream lampshade above me had a row of cute cartoon jungle animals on it. There were also baby blankets and pillows still in their plastic piled next to the cot, as well as a baby cleaning station and a nappy disposer. It was then that I looked beyond the furniture and saw Ochaco intricately painting a jungle scene on the far wall, and she stood up when she saw me, smiling cheekily.

"Hey, didn't think you'd be back yet," Shoto said calmly. I couldn't hold in my emotional tears and let them spill out uncontrollably.

"You... you did all this? For the baby?" I asked through my hands as I brought them to my mouth, shocked, and he nodded. Tears built up in my eyes and I couldn't stop them from falling, as I ran up to hug him tightly which he reciprocated.

"I helped too!" Izuku said suddenly popping his head out from behind the door making me jump and turn around just in time to see Ochaco hit his arm.

"You ruined their moment," she hissed at him, him flushing slightly.

"Oh my goodness you three!" I mumbled, running towards them and hugging them both tightly.

"Yesterday when I went out, I went to Izuku's and I told him how I felt bad about suddenly walking out... so he suggested I do this, and we went to buy paint and the cot," he said smiling at the tears of joy in my eyes as I faced him again. "I was thinking the cot could go in the middle, here. And this chest," he gestured an old looking chest that sat by the cot, "will be painted and I'll print more animals onto it, and it can be the toy chest. We can get a soft play mat for the baby to play on and lay it down here! And we can put his nappy changing station over there!" Shoto said happily, pointing to a space next to Izuku. "I was thinking of printing some more animals around that area to give the baby something interesting to look at whilst we change them," Shoto laughed.

"Oh, you," I said, playfully punching his arm and hugging him again tightly as happy tears fell from my eyes.

"Do you like it?"

"It's so unbelievably perfect!"

"Good, I'm glad you like it. I just figured this was the kind of thing I could do as the father," he blushed.

"See? What did I tell you? You're going to make an excellent dad," I smiled, leaning up and kissing him passionately, not caring about the other two watching. "I love you."

"And I love you... and our little baby."