Bakugou leaned against the door frame as he watched you storm out of the bathroom and yanked another shirt out of your drawer.

"That one feel too small too?," Bakugou chuckled behind his hand.

Storming out with yet another shirt that's getting too tight on you in your hand, you chuck it hard at his face, "Say one more word Katsuki. I fucking dare you."

Deciding to back down out of this one, he puts his hands up in defeat. You storm back to your dresser and start pulling out different shirts. You didn't even noticed in your pissed off state that Bakugou went to his closet pulled out a hoodie and set it on top of your head.

"Come on you can just wear mine," he said pinching your ass cheek.

"I'm getting fat Katsuki!," you wailed as you pulled your head through his black hoodie.

"Well duh. You're gonna get fat dumbass, you're pregnant."

"Not helping kats," you said as you started rubbing at the tears in your eyes.

"Alright come here," he grabbed your hand and took you into the bathroom. He stood behind your smaller form in the mirror and gently lifted the hoodie enough to show your stomach. Carefully he rested his hands on your slowly growing belly.

"Suki?," you ask nudging him with your head.

"Hm?," he grunts out. You can see his eyes are zoned into his hands on you.

"What are you doing?"

"Just thinking about how we're actually gonna be parents." He wouldn't admit but you could see the faintest smile on his lips.

You laced your fingers over his and leaned into his hold. "I know it's starting to feel real."

"You're gonna be such a beautiful momma," he mumbled in your ear before kissing your cheek. "Want to go get you some new clothes?"

"Will lunch be included?"

"My wife wants, my wife gets!," he says as he crushed you against his chest giggling in his hold.

Bakugou held your smaller hand in his in the mall. He was always super protective over you in public in case he was recognized. Which was all the time.

"Do you want to eat first or shop first?," he asked.

He watched you think for a moment before replying, "Shop!"

You dragged Bakugou into a maternity shop and had him trailing behind you like a lost puppy. Every now and then you'd ask his opinion on a shirt or dress then throw it in the pile of clothes in his hands.

"Alright! Let's check out!," you said pointing towards the register.

"Check out?! You haven't even tried this shit on!"

"You do realize most of this won't fit me in a month or so Katsuki."

"God damn you woman," Bakugou says as he slides his card to the cashier.

After running his card, the woman hands you your large bag of clothes, that Bakugou insists on carrying.

"Now where do you want to go brat?," he huffs out.

Your eyes glue on a children clothing store but you feel almost too embarrassed to ask to go there. You guys haven't bought anything for the baby yet.

Bakugou watches your cheeks dust pink before he mumbles a 'cmon' before dragging you into the store.

"Go on. Go crazy, I know you want to," he says as he gently pushes you towards the infant department.

It hits you hard when you pick up the first small onesie. Bakugou pats your back when he watches your eyes tear up with excitement.

The two of you shop around the store for half an hour to buy the beginning wardrobe for your little one. Bakugou was checking out when he heard you scream, "No way!," in the kids toy section.

You ran up to him with a small plushie of him in his hero uniform.

"We have to get this! The baby will love it!," you say handing it to the cashier.

"That thing doesn't even look like me!"

"Does too! Look they even got your gauntlets! It's sooo cute!"

He huffs before he takes it out your hands and puts it on the counter with the other items you insisted he bought.

After the cashier hands the two of you your bags, he insists that it's time for lunch. Protectively he wraps his arm around your waist to hold you close to him as you all walk to the food court.

"Are you hungry yet?," he asks.

"I've been a little queasy still but I probably should eat."

"What are we feelin?," he asks playfully poking your small belly.

"Hmm, yakisoba?"

"Yakisoba it is."

"You want to know the most annoying thing about this pregnancy so far?," you giggle asking him.

"Uhm... growing a child inside of you?"

"No! That's the best part dummy! What I mean is that your baby makes me want spicy food but since I've been pregnant, the heart burn has been awful."

"Ah. Well they are a Bakugou after all."

"That they are. I'll have to talk to the doctor about some antacids or something."

"Or... just don't eat hot foods?," he questions.

"You do realize telling a pregnant woman not to eat her cravings is basically asking for World War 3 to happen right?"

"I yield," he says putting his hands up in defeat.

He guided you two to a booth and sets the bags down by your feet. "Stay here, I'll get the food."

After a few minutes he returns with two yakisoba meals and drinks.

"Wait! What about the hot sauce-," you start to ask before he interrupts you setting a bottle down in front of you.

"What would I do without you?," you say trying to pinch his cheek only for him to swat your hand away.

"Not in public woman!"

"Aww is someone embarrassed?," you laugh out as you break your chopsticks apart.

"You wish!," he laughs out. "Ya know we haven't told the others about the baby yet."

"Should we throw a party?," you smile at him.

"Oh god here we go," Bakugou says as he thumps his head on to the table.