Bakugo x Reader Part 1
Bakugo x Reader Part 1:
You and bakugo have been dating for a few years now, life is coming together, you both have graduated from UA and Bakugo has even started his own agency within the Hero Society. Recently you two moved in together, but it's been a challenge. Bakugo developed horrible communication skills and you two find yourselves fighting with each other more often than when you lived separately. Bakugo usually comes home from work angry at any and everything, but when you try to ask him what's wrong the yelling match begins. He screams and rants about how no one appreciates him and all the sacrifices he makes on a daily basis to ensure the safety of the city. He then yells while listing off the things he sacrifices. Each time he does he lists time with you and if it wasn't for that you contemplate whether you may have left weeks ago or not. Recently he has become so possessive over you that speaking to male co workers about work related topics has become a lighting match for your fights. Even though you feel as though the relationship is headed for the rocks, he seems oblivious to what you see wrong between you two. Never the less you continue to stay with him even though you feel trapped in the daily cycle of wake up, work, come home, fight and sex. Sex, the leading contender of why you havent left, the sex is the only love lanuage you two share in common recently. Sex, the only passion you two share besides your fighting spirit to make this work, after all your still with him arent you? Among the things that have driven a wedge between the two of you, you share the drive and the commitment to see this relationship through until the very end, until you two absolutely can't be together anymore. Until the fighting drives a wedge so wide that you nearly kill each other, then, and only then the relationship will be over. Today that has changed when you woke up violently ill. As soon as you opened your eyes the urge to vomit hit you like a bat to the stomach almost literally. Bakugo already left for the day and the day was yours since you are recovering from the mission from the night before. With that in mind you get yourself ready for the day and set out to the pharmacy to find something to settle your stomach and maybe treat symptoms until you can make an appointment with a doctor in a few days. You enter the pharmacy and you ask the woman running the counter for a few thighs to treat your symptoms. She steps away from the counter and gathers a few things like ginger ale, pepto bismol, gatorade, vitamins (because everyone should take a daily vitamin for immune system boosting), and a pregnancy test with prenatals. You give her an odd look as she rings those two items up and places them in the bag. She notices and says “Just in case” with a polite smile she hangs you the bag and you pay her and thank her for her kindness. You arrive home and unpack. You disregard the pregnancy test and prenatals because there's no way you're pregnant. You laugh to yourself and place them in the bathroom cupboard. You return to the bag and begin treating your nausea. A few hours later and a nap you feel much better. It's around the time you usually start dinner so you go to the kitchen to take some fish out of the refrigerator. As you smell it to ensure it's fresh, that violent urge to vomit returns. You run to the bathroom barely making it to the toilet. As you grow frustrated you grab the test and take it anyway. As you await the results you set it on the counter and wash your hands and sit on the edge of the tub staring, waiting as the dots continue to blink right before you go to set it back down you glance down at it once more and there it is as clear as day, PREGNANT.

















