"Boys?" I vaguely heard Dad call from the doorway and I groaned. Why is Dad always waking us up? I opened my eyes to find Kacchan still fast asleep, his now large belly exposed from kicking the covers off. I carefully pulled the covers up to cover him and quickly pulled on some pants, thankful that Dad didn't actually come inside and instead stayed at the door.
"What?" I hissed at him, closing the door behind me in the hopes that Kacchan could stay asleep.
"Izuku, my boy, is he? Are you? I mean," I looked up to see All Might's eyes wide and shocked. He was looking up and down at me and I looked down to see why.
Oh.
"We are fine. Dad, do you really want to talk to me about our sex life?" I groaned, rubbing at my head and Dad was backpedaling again as if I said something unheard of.
"It's just been a few days since your mother or I've seen you, either of you, and we were worried," he fidgeted and now I feel a little bad about snapping at him.
"How about we come home tonight for dinner? Kacchan wants meat, lots of meat but he still can't stomach the smell of barbeque," I suggested and his face lit up, I guess that was the right answer.
"I'll tell your mother right away! Oh and your teacher was also asking when you two would be back in class again? Your classmates have been asking about you a lot as well."
"Dad?" I groaned not ready for the day that he seems to be far too peppy for considering how early it is. "The doctor said Kacchan needed to rest, he is only barely not on bed rest and as is his doctor isn't happy with that. He is far too stressed." I know that I'm saying the word stress a lot but I really can't stress it enough. Hehe, okay maybe I'm also really tired.
"Is there anything we could do? I know that I haven't been your father for very long but-,"
"Dad! It's not that I swear!" I cut him off before he could start undervaluing himself. I mean why does he think he isn't good enough? Just why?
"Look, it's Kacchan's quirk. It's hard to keep his stress levels down when his heart rate can't be that calm in the first place. The stress from carrying the baby is a lot on his body and normally he would just set off his quirk to relieve some stress but then his body starts dumping adrenaline and that places a lot of stress on the baby. It really has nothing to do with you being my dad or not. Please stop. My deadbeat father hasn't meant anything to me in years. You have been amazing in every way possible. I only wish you were my dad sooner because then I could have spent more time with you. I have never had someone like you growing up. The closest I had was Uncle and he is amazing but… Anyway, stop putting yourself down for something that was never your fault." I tried to bring myself back on track.
I'm so tired. When was the last time Kacchan and I could actually sleep without someone waking us up? I mean obviously they don't know when Kacchan is sending me to the store every couple of hours for whatever craving or pain relief remedy he found to try or how even when he is sending me places he is crying about me not holding him enough or how sex was suddenly put back on the table and in the same breath that he is complaining about something hurting he is also demanding that I get on my knees. Okay that last one I'm perfectly happy with anytime, all the time but the rest really isn't a choice and sometimes the sex isn't either. I just want to give Kacchan my everything and when others barge in I tend to get more than cranky.
"Dad, I'm tired. I need to sleep and," I paused to look at the time 5:30 am. Why did he think that was an okay time to knock on our door? "We only went to bed in the first place about two hours ago. Dinner at home tonight, is there anything else that you need from us?" I am ready to beg. I am just so tired, I really don't know how I woke up in the first place.
"My boy?" I heard him say that but in the next moment I was in his arms and it took me a little while before I could understand that I lost my balance and he had to catch me.
"I'm so tired," I whined before letting myself cave and cuddled into his shoulder to block out the light. I didn't try to pull away, I didn't try to stand up. No, instead I just relaxed into him and closed my eyes. "I'm sorry Daddy."
"Hush now, it's all going to be okay. I promise," he whispered and I smiled before letting the world disappear around me. The last things I really noticed was when he pulled the covers over my exhausted body.
***
I woke up next to Kacchan who was playing with my hair with a big smile on his face. This is nice. When was the last time I woke up to cuddly Kacchan?
"Good morning, I have a really nice craving today," he smirked at me and I couldn't help the fact that I held my breath. A craving first thing? "I want you," he whispered, his smile growing before he closed the distance between us.
Yes, that would be a very nice craving. My heart hammered in my chest at the small shot of adrenaline rushing through me. I easily returned the kiss, carefully pushing him so I could follow.
"No," he pulled away and I froze in my movements. "I want to top." He wants to ride me? But he has so much trouble getting on me and then he gets really pissed when he gets too tired to finish. "Deku, I want your ass," OH! I'm so dumb sometimes. Wait, isn't this the first time he has ever mentioned this? Even as adults, as short as our relationship was, I always topped.
"How do you want me?" I'm nervous as hell but I know that Kacchan wouldn't hurt me, not on purpose.
"I-," he paused for a second unsure. He looked down at his belly and frowned looking at me again, seeming to debate on how to go about it.
"No, we'll revisit that when my body is just mine again," he frowned but I could also see that he was determined. "I still want to blow you though." He glared at me as if challenging me.
"I'll go clean up!" I jumped up and ran to our bathroom.
By the time we were done I wasn't the only one that had gotten relief. The faces this man can make will forever make me swoon.