You and izuku are married. A promising and beautiful couple, always happy and dancing just like you did at your wedding with slow music playing. But Izuku was called for a week long mission, you’ll miss him but you get it. It’s hero work, it’s what you both were used to. You kissed him goodbye and he was gone… A week… Turns to two, to three… then you get the call… He’s missing, possibly dead on the mission. You’re stunned, to shaking, to falling to the bathroom floor… crying because you just found out you’re pregnant. Skip to you working to find him, throwing up, crying, building a crib, and praying to anyone he’s alive… he’s ok. You felt delusional after months of trying. You’re now 39 weeks pregnant, depressed, and desperate to have the baby to love and try to fill the whole in your heart. But… You get a call from the hospital your husband is alive and calling for you.
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