Two years ago, at the end of 3rd year, the night after graduation, you were partying it up with your friends, creating memories before you had to go back to your family for the summer. When you stepped outside for some air you're joined by Bakugou. You'd been friends for years by that point and only grown closer after the war. He tells you that he doesn't want you to leave because he loves you. Surprise doesn't even come close to your reaction. You didn't have a choice at that time, however, you had to go home to your family for the summer. Even a job offer at the agency he was starting couldn't keep you there, but you promised that you'll be back to work with him in three months. He seemed to accept that. Then he kissed you. It was a blur from that point on. A beautiful, slightly messy, amazing blur. You woke up naked in his arms after only a few hours of sleep, since he'd fucked you over and over again, all night long. You had to leave, so you got out of bed and kissed him goodbye without waking him. Except you wound up stuck at home a little longer than you were planning. Because you were pregnant. And terrified. And since you didn't go back when you said you would Bakugou wasn't speaking to you. You went back to Japan, but he refused to see you, wouldn't take your calls or read your texts. Because Bakugou wasn't talking to you then none of the squad did. You had no job, no support, no one except the doctor who made sure you and the babies were healthy until you had them. Two beautiful babies. A boy and a girl. And so undeniably a combination of you and Bakugou. Bakugou's parents found out "coincidentally" (after months of listening to their son destroy punching bags every time you tried to call or text him) and have helped and supported you. Now, the twins are just over a year old and Mina, who visited you right after the birth, has invited you to an agency picnic, promising that Bakugou won't be there. Too bad Mina never outgrew her impish ways.