#“monoma are you okay you are like really sweaty do you need water���

[tabbyrocks]

thought up a monodeku scenario last night and it followed me to today so here we go

It's their second year and its currently prom or some shit idk. some sort of big school party event.

and the two are talking (Monoma and Izuku obviously) and Izuku brings up that he does, in fact, not know how to slow dance.

and Monoma is SHOCKED. appalled even. so naturally, he offers to teach Izuku because he's just so great and amazing.

but he didn't exactly think about all the physical contact that is involved with slow dancing, so when Izuku has to put his hand on his waist Monoma just freezes.

he's gay. he's panicking. boy oh boy is he panicking.

[shutupandshipit]

Little Life - Ch.15

Summary:  A baby could ruin his career before it had even started. If anyone found out, he would be kicked out of the Hero Course at the very least and UA at the very worst. Even then, how was he supposed to care for a baby once it arrived? He was a fucking seventeen-year-old boy, not a twenty-nine-year-old omega with their shit at least somewhat together.

…..

Or where Katsuki get pregnant, but is determined to make it to graduation. No matter what it takes.

Pairing: Bakudeku

Rating: T (just for language mostly)

Chapter: 15/16

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Chapter 16 -> Next

Master Post

Chapter 15: Graduation

Katsumi was cradled between Izuku and Katsuki, a rare treat for all three of them. She'd started to sleep through the night which was good, but there were still nights where she refused to settle down unless she was between them. They'd made it a point to never let her sleep in their bed, but sometimes, they couldn't help except to cave.

Arm outstretched and pinned beneath Izuku's head, Katsuki stared at the pair. Katsumi slept just like Izuku, flat on her back, mouth wide open and unapologetic, dead to the world. She was cuddled in the crook of his arm, head pillowed against his bicep. Her feet peddled slowly in her sleep.

He sighed, letting his eyes drift closed. Since Katsumi had been sleeping through the night, he'd started to sleep longer as well, but there were still times where he jolted into consciousness, ready to attend to a baby who didn't need him. Some times it took longer than others to drift back to sleep. It seemed to be one of those nights.

So, instead, he listened to his mate's and baby's steady breathing, Izuku muttering in his sleep, the settling of the building around them. This time a week from now, they'd be in the apartment that his parents had helped them find and they'd be heroes. They'd finally be heroes, climbing the ranks with single minded determination, and they'd be raising Katsumi without anyone else's input.

As he drifted, he wondered if there was anyone else awake. If they were worried about the practicals. If they were too excited. If they were doing what he was doing and staring at his mate. If they were still scared they'd never become heroes.

But they were way passed worrying now. They were almost there. All of them.

.....

The buzzer screamed overhead, signaling the end of the practical exams. Katsuki panted, face splashed with oil and his own blood. His skin steamed, hot beneath the freezing rain he'd been made to fight in. The rain stopped, and he stared around in a daze. Several of the others were around him including a few from 3-B, but Izuku was nowhere to be seen. They'd been split up before the exam.

The practical had been a combination of everything they'd learned in those three years. Rescue efforts, battle, team work, and so on. It had been hard, just like every exam they'd ever had, but there was no doubt in his mind they'd all made it.

"Come on, man," Kirishima said with an unsteady grin as he gripped Katsuki's shoulder, "Let's go get our scores."

Together with the others, they trudged back to the main area of the exam arena. Already, the scores were being projected over the stage. And right there, tied for first place were Katsuki and Izuku's names.

"You came in first! Way to go man!" Kirishima yelled in his ear, but he wasn't listening as he looked over the sea of students for that familiar tuft of green curls.

He could barely smell Izuku on the air, everyone's scents mixing and intermingling to make it impossible to trace where the scent was coming from. Growling out his frustration, he turned in a slow circle.

"KACCHAN!" Katsuki spun towards Izuku's voice, catching him as he flew into him. Strong legs wrapped around his waist and stronger arms around his neck as Izuku sobbed uncontrollably. "We did it! We did it! Kacchan, we finally did it!" Izuku shouted, smothering his words against Katsuki's mouth as he kissed him over and over again.

Katsuki couldn't help the laughter that spilled from him. "We still have to pass the licensing exam, dumby." He held Izuku tight against his body, hands gripping his hips and ass to hold him in place.

Izuku rolled his eyes. "Compared to this, that's going to be a cinch. Watch. We're going to blow it out of the water."

"You two already did that here," Ochako said with a grin, finally catching up from where Izuku had literally leapt away from her.

Kirishima laughed. "Yeah, man, give the rest of us a chance."

The others were slowly starting to appear, crowding around them and staring up at the screen. There were no names that had less than a passing score, and that was all that mattered.

And then there was Iida. "Have some decorum, you two! We are still on school grounds! Please get off of each other!"

Katsuki and Izuku looked him straight in the eyes as they sealed their mouths back together before closing their own in pure bliss. The rest of the class laughed as Iida screamed in frustration.

.....

Katsuki and Izuku bolted from the arena after the closing remarks had been given, forgoing changing their clothes in favor of hunting down Aizawa and All Might who had been babysitting Katsumi in the stadium seating. They found them just outside the front doors, holding Katsumi up between them as she bounced on her unsteady little legs to music someone was playing nearby. She saw them as soon as they saw her, and she screamed excitedly.

"Hi, baby, we're back," Izuku said, scooping her up against his chest and smothering her in kisses.

"How was the exam?" All Might asked, smiling at the sight.

"Fine. Shit was easy," Katsuki said, pulling off his glove to run his hand over Katsumi's hair. His hand was still sweaty, but sweat was better than the oil and blood he was still covered in. "We tied for first. Icy-hot didn't even come close."

Izuku pulled back to look at their teachers, but Katsumi had a hold of his bottom lip, so his voice was distorted when he said, "Come on, Todoroki did really well. Everyone did. No one failed, even in 3-B. We all passed with flying colors."

"Flying colors might be giving some of those idiots too much credit," Katsuki grumbled, carefully detaching Katsumi from Izuku's lip. He kissed her fingertips, and she tried to make a grab for his lip instead. "No, I don't think so, monster. I've got a cut on the inside of my lip and I don't need you sticking your finger in it."

"You two should go change," All Might suggested, but didn't move to take Katsumi back.

"Then find Recovery Girl and get something to eat. You still have the licensing exams tomorrow," Aizawa said, always pragmatic. Students were beginning to pour from the building, loud and boisterous with their victories. "We can hold onto her until your changed."

"'Kay," Izuku sighed, but neither moved. Once they got their hands back on their baby, it was always difficult to give her up again. "We'll just wait until everyone is out of the doorway. That way we don't have to force our way through them."

All Might laughed. "You're not fooling anyone, Young Midoriya."

"I know," he replied with a grin.

Katsuki, Izuku and their teachers watched the never ending stream of students. They hadn't been the only ones taking exams in the stadium, they'd just been the only ones in the open arena area.

They whispered as they passed, eyes glued to Izuku and Katsuki who were all but used to the attention by now. People usually didn't stare so hard though, and Katsuki's temper was beginning to rise with each whispered comment and pair of eyes blatantly staring at them.

"If one more mother fucker-" Katsuki started, but of course, there was someone else worse than all the other bystanders.

"Uh, Monoma, I wouldn't-"

Monoma cut Izuku off with a loud raucous laugh that startled Katsumi enough that she scowled. "Look at that cutie. So adorable for coming from the two of you. Guess you really are just a bitch in heat like I always thought. How hilarious! The top two students can't even keep it in their pants through high school! Teenage parents, what a disgrace!" He was laughing wildly as he pointed at them.

Everyone within hearing distance went stalk still as shock rippled through the crowd, and if Monoma hadn't been so close to them where Katsumi could get caught in the blast, Katsuki would have blown the whole area straight into the sky.

"Hey, man, not fucking cool," Kirishima snarled, more vicious than he ever was, latching onto the back of Monoma's neck.

Before he could pull the idiot away, Katsumi lunged out of Izuku's arms and bit down into Monoma's hand right in the meat below his thumb. "Katsumi!" Izuku cried, pulling her away as quickly as she had shot forward. A string of bloody saliva was connected to her mouth, but she just laughed. "Oh my god, where's the blood from?"

Monoma screamed, staring down at his hand as blood welled from four puncture marks. A bruise had already begun to bloom where her gums had chomped down.

"You're going to be a hero, shut up. That was totally unmanly," Kirishima growled, swinging Monoma towards the classes by the back of his neck, "Kendo! You out here! Can you come get this idiot?"

"Yeah! I'm over here!" Kendo called from the front of the students, waving her hand above her head.

"I'll take him over. Let's have a talk. Stop screaming," Aizawa grumbled, replacing Kirishima's hand and steering Monoma in her direction. To the rest of the students, he called, "Clear out! The show's over." Immediately, the crowd started to move again.

Kirishima crowded in beside Katsuki as Izuku set Katsumi down in her carrier. "Is she okay?" he asked.

Frantically, Izuku ripped off his gloves and pressed his thumbs to her lips. "Let Papa see you mouth baby. I've got to check to make sure you didn't hurt yourself." Katsumi opened her mouth, chomping down on his thumbs as he did his best to look in.

"Izuku! You're hands are dirty!" Katsuki snapped.

"I didn't think she was going to bite my thumbs!" Izuku shot back, but didn't move as he inspected her gums, "Look though, Kacchan."

"What?" Panic slid home in his chest, and he shoved up right against Izuku's shoulder to look into her mouth. Four sharp little points poked out of broken skin, two in her top gums and two in her bottom. "T-teeth. C-canines," Katsuki stuttered, unable to tear his eyes away, and then a groan slipped from his mouth, "Fuck me, this is going to make breast feeding so much worse."

Izuku laughed, pulling his thumbs out of her mouth, and her face scrunched up as she reached for his hands again. "Maybe, but wasn't it worth it to see her bite Monoma?"

Katsuki ran a hand down his face. "We'll find out in a few hours."

.....

The countdown to graduation was a flurry and blur of days after that. As Izuku had said, licensing exams were far easier than the practicals, and not a day later, they were all certified heroes.

Full boxes littered the dorm halls, and Aizawa had to break up more than one rowdy party in those few days.

The day of graduation left their dorm empty and silent as they filed out to make their way to the school.

Katsuki's arms felt uncomfortably empty. All Might had taken Katsumi to leave her with Mitsuki, Masaru and Inko somewhere in the crowd, but still, he was anxious without her. Beside him, Izuku threaded their fingers together, smiling.

Once the ceremony was done, and they'd followed the tide of students out the front gate, they stood off to the side while they waited for their parents to find them.

"It's kind of bittersweet and sad, you know," Izuku asked, staring longingly up at the gate, "We've spent three amazing years here, grown so much, and now its over. It's kind of scary."

Katsuki shrugged, looking over their classmates instead as they screamed and cried and jumped all over each other. "Maybe, but there's a whole lot better shit to look forward to. No more classes, no more training, just being the No.1 hero. Nothing can stop us now."

A grin slit Izuku's face. "Yeah, you're right." Izuku leaned in for a kiss, but sobbing bodies crashed into them both, and the moment was pushed for another time as they turned into the arms of their friends.