Pairing: Bakugo Katsuki x Reader
Warnings: Angst, cheating, cursing
A/N: Go easy on me, i haven't written in so damn long.
You didn't know how you got home but somehow you did. When you reached for the security panel to enter the code to your shared apartment, you notice your hand was trembing. Her words still echoes in your mind leaving you feeling cold inside. And lost. And confused.
"I'm pregnant, Y/n. It's Katsuki's."
You blink and realized you've been holding your breath. Gasping, tears start to fill your eyes as you push air down your lungs. The door slams behind you as you stagger in, not even make it to the living room before your knees buckle. You heave, trying to pick yourself up but everything is weighing down on you all at once.
Her confession, his lies. The truth.
"We hadn't meant for it to happen. We were drunk."
Her big doe eyes can almost convince you.
"We just got caught up in the moment."
"It was a mistake, you are his life, not me."
Her angelic voice shakes as she reaches for your hand, apologies falling from her lips.
"I'm keeping the baby but I'll respect whatever you and Katsuki end up deciding to do."
Sobs quake you and tears endlessly stream down your face as you shake your head like that would silence the chaos off your mind.
What if maybe it was fate that they saw each other again after years of breaking up? That they ended up having to work again despite Bakugo's efforts to stir clear from Uraraka?
Or maybe she's always been on his mind? How can she not be? They've had history. They've known each other since high school. And he was with her. He loved her.
Maybe you were just too blind to see? That maybe, he still loves her. After all this time.
Maybe that's why he had sex with her even though he's already engaged to you?
Maybe all this time, they were the ones meant for each other? Maybe his happiness lies with Uraraka and not you?
Your face crumples as reality hits hard. Bakugo. The man you love, your fiance, got another woman pregnant. Not just any other woman but someone he loved for years.
Your gaze drifts off until it falls on a framed photograph of you both. Your sobbing stops but the shattering of your heart persists as you realize the life you've built together, the future you've always wanted with him.. It's all slipping from your hands like drifting sands
You have to be strong, you tell yourself as your wipe you face. For him, you have to.
"Are you fucking crazy, Uraraka?? You told Y/N?!" Bakugo face turned red, he had just arrived and now he's already scrambling to get up from his seat most likely to find you. Uraraka grabs his arm but he swiftly shakes off her hold. "I haven't even had the fucking balls to tell her what I did! What happened to us! Jesus-" his hands card harshly through his hair.
"I'm sorry! I didn't know she works there at that hospital!" Uraraka cries, covering her face.
"When she hears I was there for a check up, she personally sees to it I was taken care off. Afterwards she insisted we get coffee. And we talked." her voice falters. Bakugo's eyes stung. Fucking typical of you to go out of your way to make sure Uraraka gets taken care of. God, he doesn't deserve you and you sure as hell don't deserve all this hell he's giving you.
"She is so nice. And caring. I can see why you love her so much." Uraraka's gaze fell on to the carpeted floor of her apartment. Bakugo's glare softens, tears glistening on them as he takes a shaky breath.
"The guilt was eating me alive and I couldn't keep it together. I burst into tears and begged for her forgiveness." She whimpers burrying her face with her hands, falling on her knees.
Bakugo closes his eyes, brows knitting together. With a sigh, he walks over to her and helped her up. He takes her to the couch and says, "Me too." his voice low, head hanging.
"I have to go. I'll call Kirishima to stay with you." Uraraka simply nods and watches Bakugo leave her aparment with tears still streaming down her face, hands protectively cradling the small bump on her belly.
When Bakugo arrives home, relief floods him when he saw your car still parked out front. The alarm chimes as he lets himself in but the house was eerily quiet. He finds you in bed, lying on your side, facing away from him.
He walks warily to the bed and sat by your feet. He doesn't know how to start. Shame and guilt making him choke on words unspoken. Bakugo wanted to touch you but right now, he knows he doesn't have the fucking right to.
Then he hears it, your soft sniffling timed with the shaking of your shoulders. Someone might as well punch him in the chest because that would feel so much better than seeing you now and how badly he's hurt you.
"Y/n? Can we talk?" Bakugo doesn't recognize his own voice but he continues. "Please, baby." He watches you struggle holding in your sobs and his brows furrow deeper. "Y/n?" he tries again and this time you nod, wiping your face but still refusing to meet his gaze. You got up from the bed and Bakugo reaches for you but you walk right past him. Confused, he follows you out of the room and into the kitchen.
You got yourself a glass of water, downing it in one go then fill it up again before sitting by the dining table. Your fingers trace around film of moisture that formed around the glass, your eyes falling on the engagement ring on your hand. Bakugo stalks you and he stood there, frozen behind the kitchen island for a while, not really knowing what to do with himself.
He can see you clearly now. Your face held a blank expression but the sorrow was screaming behind your e/c eyes and he wants nothing more than take it away even if it kills him.
You train your gaze on the glass in your hands knowing your heart just wouldn't take seeing his face without being reminded of his betrayal. But Bakugo walks over to you and he knelt at your side, his arms going around your waist.
His embrace felt foreign. It didn't provide you solace or comfort like it usually does. It felt wrong. It feels like he's trying to piece you back together but you crumble all the same. The glass blurs as tears flood your eyes again and you idly wonder how you're still crying after all the tears you've shed.
"Y/n, I made a mistake." Bakugo finally broke the silence, words coming out of him in broken whispers. His face burries in your neck and you feel his hot tears dampen your shirt. "Dont," he trembles as he holds you tighter, "Don't leave me."
Not knowing what to say, you place a hand on his head and tried to soothe him. Bakugo loves you. You know that and he's proved you time and time again. But that doesn't change the fact that he slept with someone else.
But that also doesn't change the fact that you still love him.
You turn your head and placed a kiss on his temple. Bakugo's eyes squeezed close and he burries his face deeper on your neck. "I fucked up." he admits, his voice faltering. "I have to take responsibilty for my actions but," he swallows hard and desperately reaches for your face, forcing you to meet his gaze. "I can't lose you." he shakes his head, his eyes wild as they search yours.
He then feels fear shot through his spine when he sees you staring blankly at him. He can't see the woman he loves. There's no warmth, no emotion on your usually expressive face and it scared him.
"Y/n, please." he pleads again. He had never begged for anything before in his life but God, he'd do absolutely anything right now. He haphazardly wipes his face and then grabbed your wrists. Your eyes widened as he hit himself using your hands. "Hit me! Fucking hurt me! Anything!" he sniffles, tears falling down his cheeks. "Let the anger you're feeling out, make me feel the pain I've caused you!"
Bakugo stills and he looks at you with a confused expression. You place a hand on his base of his jaw and looked him in the eye. "I wouldn't wish this pain on anybody. Specially not you." you say, your facade breaking and finally, Bakugo saw just how distraught you are. The severity of his sin anchoring his heart heavier.
"I'm so fuckin' sorry, baby." his face crumples as he takes your hands in his huge ones. He kisses your knuckles, your arms, your neck, every part he could reach as he mutters his apologies like a broken record. You turn away before he could kiss you on the lips. The gesture broke Bakugo's heart but he knows he deserved it.
"Tell me what the hell I have to do to make this right." Bakugo murmurs helplessly, his knees hurting at this point but he refuses to get up until you both talk this through.
"You said so yourself, you have to take responsibility." you say monotonously, blinking away the tears. "You're going to be a father. A-and," you choke on a sob and forced yourself to finish. "And the kid will need, you." your voice falls into a whisper as you turn to meet his gaze.
"So it's pretty obvious what you should do." You gave him a wry smile, cradling his face with both hands. This is the right thing for the three of you. Four, you corrected yourself internally.
Make it easier for him, you tell yourself as you ran your thumb against his lower lip. A broken smile stretches your lips as you meet his gaze. "I love you, Katsuki. So much. " you say for possibly the last time and you saw the alarm in his eyes as the gears in his mind worked out what you're getting to.
"No-" He shakes his head stubbornly but you shush him. "She came back in your life for a reason." you shrug. "Now we know why."
"Y/n, stop this bullshit!" he's screaming at you, his grip on your arm borderline painful at this point but nothing compared to the one you feel in your chest.
"Listen to me," you wipe the tears streaming down his face. "I'm not going to deprive you of a future that was meant for you. I'm not going to get in the way of you having a complete and happy family."
Bakugo is shaking his head and muttering curses. "My future is with you! I made a fucking mistake. And I'll make things right with the kid but, goddammit, you don't have to go!"
"Then tell me you don't love her." It took everything in you not to crumble right then and there when you saw hesitation flicker in his eyes. Bakugo opens his mouth to speak but nothing came out. He tries again, gripping your hand as if his life depended on it and says "I love you, Y/n."
"That's not what I asked." your head hung, feeling like its going to explode. You want him, still love him, despite everything. But this is tearing you apart.
"Y/n, we can get through this. I'll do whatever it takes." he says, craning his neck to meet your gaze. "I love you." he repeats.
This has got to be the hardest thing you have to do in your life.
"If you do love me," you murmur, "Then you'll live your life without regrets." Bakugo makes a face, one filled with confusion and fear but you continue. "Ochako's going to need you and so will the baby." Your voice breaks and tears fell endlessly as you slip the engagement ring he gave you off your finger.
Before he could protest, you lean forward and gave him a searing kiss. Your brows furrowed and you pull him to you as close as you can, fingers entangling on his hair. Bakugo compulsively kisses you back and you burn the sensation to the back of your mind. How his lips feel against yours, how he tastes, how he smells. You let it fuel you, give you enough strength to do what you're about to do next.
You pull away breathlessly, leaning your forehead against his. Bakugo's eyes held turmoil as he looks up at you. And whatever hope he has to making it through this with you vanishes when you mutter, "If you do love me, you'll let me go."
"Y/n, please," Bakugo's eyes fill with tears again, nostrils flaring as he helplessly watches you place the ring on his palm.
"Goodbye, Katsuki." you murmur with your lips against his forehead before you got up and walked away.
You don't turn back. No matter how much his screams tear at your heart. No matter how painful each step was to take.
Maybe your heart won't ever heal from this. Maybe you'll never be happy again.
But at least the man you love has a chance be.
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