once you and katsuki discover you're expecting, you agree to keep it to yourselves for a little while.
you can't hide forever, but you want the chance to bask in the excitement of what's to come, together, away from outside eyes prying in. and you do: there's an immediate difference in the way you touch each other, how often, with katsuki even shifting coverage for patrol just so he can cling to your side for an extra day or two. it's like a honeymoon, almost, and you take the time to enjoy it like one.
but of course he wants to tell his parents as soon as he can, though he doesn't outright admit it; as soon as you start pushing the boundary of your waistband, he finds time in his schedule to see his dad—and then mitsuki makes time for him to see her.
katsuki tells toshinori next, who becomes quite emotional at the sight of your ultrasound, which in turn makes katsuki surprisingly emotional, too. there's much that they say and even more that they don't, but it's all communicated, regardless.
and lastly—he has to tell his nerd-ass friends.
it happens on one of their bi-monthly outings—that katsuki has consecutively been skipping for a little while, for obvious reasons. and it's like the minute he sits down in his seat and orders his food and one beer, everything he'd planned to say dissolves in his head.
despite wanting to keep quiet, he's been trying to plot out his announcement to these exact shit heads since the moment you found out. it's just so personal, and even after everything, katsuki's still discovering how to share those parts of his life with others, still coming to terms with the fact that he wants to.
he'd considered doing it slowly, rather than all at once in front of all of them, but he very quickly realized how terrible of a plan that was; deku would not physically be able to contain such knowledge in his body for any period of time, kirishima is a notorious fucking gossip, and if shouto had given him some kind of shit ass, wrinkled-nose look, he would have had to howitzer him through a building.
so he just says it, because he's never really been one for subtlety.
right after everyone's received their food and started to take their first bites, denki makes a point to ask,
"how's things with your honeybun, kacchan?"
and normally he'd have a fit at the nickname, but instead he hears bun and feels his stomach flip like it does when he remembers, when silly little things remind him of what the two of you have made together, and into his food, he simply says,
"we're havin' a baby."
the expected silence falls over all of them, save for the scaping of utensils against katsuki's bowl. he's damn good at feigning nonchalance, but food is getting stuck in his throat and his heart is beating so hard that he can hear it deep in his eardrums. of course he knows, but it dawns on him again, how overrun he is with excitement.
across the table, denki takes his turn to speak again. "you're...what?"
and then the whole room is erupting into a mass of chaos, moving in pieces like a riot of unrefined children, and even though he's being hounded with a million questions and being shaken around by his shoulders and some of these assholes are crying—katsuki graces them all with a big, fat grin.
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a version of chronicles of narnia where those closest to the kings and queens get put into a sleep when the pevensies are brought back to their world, from which they're awoken only when their beloved four rules return, something à la sleeping beauty.
so the pevensie siblings return to narnia, and logically, it's been thousands of years. their closest friends, those they viewed as family, are, to their knowledge, dead, and they are completely alone now.
until peter and caspian encounter each other in the woods, and are about to get into their fight. it's the moment where peter's back is turned, and caspian has his word raised. lucy is screaming, tears in her eyes, susan and edmund are too far away to do anything, and there's a moment of chaos before caspian's strike is blocked by a larger, longer sword.
oreius, completely disgruntled and still very out of the loop, but only focusing on the fact that his king, his friend, his son, is in danger, glares daggers at caspian, not looking away for a second, even as tumnus gathers a now-relieved, sobbing lucy up in a tight hug, and edmund and susan shriek with joy upon seeing the beavers and mr. fox.
and any feeling of tension or fear immediately seeps out of peter, who drops the rock he had picked up, and stumbles to his feet and to oreius' side, being able to lean on the centaur for the first time in a year, and not have to worry about his safety or his siblings' safety. and oreius, without taking his eyes off of caspian and his followers, just puts an arm around peter.
and caspian remembers. he remembers the stories of the high kings and queens of narnia, and their beloved inner circle, and the absolutely terrifying centaur who called them sons and daughters of his heart, and he can't quite help but think about how utterly fucked he is.
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vaggie the hotel manager uses her position and assumed no-nonsense-ness for evil and chaos bc she can
Vaggie: “So.”
Vaggie: “Who broke it?”
Hotel Crew: *stares in silence at the obliterated coffee machine*
Vaggie: “I’m not mad. I just wanna know.”
Charlie: “…..”
Charlie: “-I did, I broke-”
Vaggie: “-no. No, you didn’t sweetie.”
Charlie: (huffs)
Vaggie: “Angel Dust?”
Angel Dust: “Don’ look at me, toots! Look at Husk.”
Husk: “What? I didn’t fucking break it?”
Angel Dust: “Weird. How’d you even know it was broken?”
Husk: “Because it’s sitting right the fuck in front of us, and it’s broken.”
Angel Dust: (leans down) (smirks in his face) “Suspicious~”
Husk: (angry cat noise) “No the fuck it’s not???”
Sir Pentious: “If- if- if it matterssss- probably not, but… Niffty WASSSS the lassst one to ussse it.”
Niffty: (giggling) “LIAR I DON’T EVEN DRINK THAT CRAP!”
Sir Pentious: “Oh. Ah, um, well then- what WERE you doing by the coffee cart earlier?”
Niffty: “I use the hot water to boil insets alive in- everyone knows that, SNAKEY.” (holds up coffee cup of dead drowned bugs)
Sir Pentious: (recoils hissing in HORROR)
Charlie: “Okay- OKAY! Let’s not fight, I broke it, let me pay for it Vaggie.”
Vaggie: “Babe, no. Who broke it?”
Hotel Crew: *dead silence*
Husk: “….”
Husk: “…Vaggie. Alastor’s been awfully fucking quiet…”
Alastor: (irate dial tuning sound) “REALLY?”
Husk: “Yeah, really-”
Alasator: “OH HO HOW DARE-”
Hotel Crew: *bursts into squabbling*
Vaggie: (watching)
Vaggie: (shit liar) “I broke it. It burned Charlie’s hand earlier, so I punched it.”
Hotel Crew: *still arguing aren’t listening*
Vaggie: (smirks)
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