《Jockstraps to Bra-straps》Chapter 18
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*note: shout out to @Blazefidgetvell for their comment on chapter 4! it made my fucking day.
Shigiraki is sickly
May I say
That escalated quickly*
Girls night had become a regular thing for the girls of 1-A. The only guy who was allowed to even enter whosever room it was being held was Sato, mostly because he found us to be great taste testers and in turn, we got amazing treats. This week was a little different, Nezu had informed me and the boys that our new dorm was ready for us to settle into, so the girls decided that they were going to help us out. Eijiro and Kacchan had been here to help move the heavy items into the apartment like dorm. Though once that was done, they both quickly disappear probably due to the ever lingering threat that Mina would give them a makeover.
The big thing I was was working on was the nursery. Aizawa and Present Mic had come in while we were moving and put together a crib that All Might had ordered. We managed to grab a few pictures of them putting it together. For two pro-heroes they sure had a hard time putting together a crib, it was funny listening to them argue over which piece was which as they read the instructions. All might had come by as well with a dresser and a few other items that were to be placed in the nursery. This lead to more candid shots as the three grown men sat on the floor trying to put together the rest of an All Might crib and the matching furniture. The girls and I quickly dubbed them Grandpa Might and uncle Aizawa and Mic.
"Izuku, Where did you want me to put the boxes of extra diapers?" Ochaco asked boxes floating around her as she walked into the room. I looked up from my spot on the floor sorting the baby clothes.
"In the hall closet if you don't mind." I said as a light cramp went through my stomach. I shook my head and turned back to the pile of clothes. Someone had decided that letting Denki help pack things was a good idea, and he had mixed the boy clothes with the girl clothes. I sighed deciding I should stand and stretch my legs. I walked into the other room just to see how the others were doing, they had all insist that I take it easy and just empty whatever boxes I felt like. The girls were moving each box into its designated room either which consisted of a living room, a small kitchen, and two rooms one for me and boys and one for the babies. It wasn't large but it was perfect for us and the babies plus it was far enough from our classmates that the crying wouldn't wake or bother them.
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"How's it going out here! Can I help with anything other than putting stuff away?" I asked taking one of Sato's little pies he had brought over off the counter. Another cramp rolled though as I took a bite. I groaned a little as it faded away, placing a hand on my belly as I leaned on the counter.
"Are you Izuku?" Momo asked coming over to my side a hand gently placed on my shoulder.
"Oh yeah totally, it's just some braxton hicks contractions. Nothing to worry about." I said standing straight again.
"Ok, well why don't you direct some of these boxes aren't labeled so we aren't sure where they go." Momo said giving me a long look before moving back to her box. We spent the next 15 minutes moving boxes around and shorting things before another cramp hit. It was slightly stronger than the last two and I let out a groan as it lingered a bit.
"Deku are you sure your ok?" Jiro asked looking around the boxes in her arms at me.
"Of course. I'm just fine you guys don't need to worry about me." I said taking a small bag and bringing it to the nursery. Another 15 minutes and I had another cramp. I groaned they were getting annoying, the first time I had braxton hicks, I freaked out so did Eijiro and Kacchan. I held my stomach as I felt another hit me once again at the 15-minute mark. I sighed they were too consistent, I looked at my large belly.
"You guys are a little early ya know." I said rubbing my belly as I pulled out my phone to start a timer to record the contractions. I placed my bag in a corner and joined the others in the living room, with most of the stuff sorted things had winded down most of the girls were serving up dinner while the rest picked out a show to watch. I sat down between Ochaco and Jiro, placing my feet on a box on the floor in front of me. It felt good to lean back and relax after all that work and now the contractions. I sighed leaning my head on to Jiro's shoulder, she held up a chip, I happily opened my mouth as she placed it in. I let out a happy sigh as I chewed the chip enjoying the taste. I opened my mouth again when she held up another chip, right as she placed it on my tongue I felt another contraction hit. Looking at my phone it was 5 minutes early. I changed the timer and listened in to the story Jiro was telling about Denki and his most recent act of Denki's brilliance.
"So he's just standing there looking at me, and I'm sitting there bbq sauce on my tiddies, and what does he do? Gives me his stupid thumbs up what that dumb look on his face." Jiro laughed pulling up a picture a friend had taken of the incident. Laughter filled the room as the picture was passed around. The next few hours continued much the same, with bad tv, silly stories, and laughter. I managed to keep my contractions hidden from the others it wasn't till they started coming at 5 minutes apart that I accepted that I was in labor. I could feel the anxiety rise in me as I stood up saying something to the others about needing to use the bathroom, I was halfway there when I felt my water break. Lucky for me no one had noticed me and I snuck out the dorm door. Tears ran down my face as I made it up the roof, I started pacing back and forth, my breath short and shallow. I couldn't do this, 9 months ago I had a dick, I was a guy. I wasn't supposed to be giving birth, I was supposed to be training, mastering One for All and making All Might proud; but instead, I have been nothing but trouble for my teachers, for my friends, for All Might.....for Kacchan and Eijiro. They couldn't really want any of this. Another contraction hit, it felt more intense than the one. I pulled my phone out of my pocket, I had a few texts from the girls asking if I was ok. Ignored those for now pressing the fast dial for Kachan knowing he was more likely to answer than Eijiro who had a tendency to forget it random places.
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"Deku, where is your stupid nerdy ass! Ochaco just texted me saying you have been acting weird and wandered off." Kacchan growled over the phone.
"I'm sorry Kacchan! I'm...I'm in labor.....I'm scared Kacchan, I can't do this." I sobbed tears falling down my face in what felt like floods. "I' so sorry Kacchan.."
"Oi, Oi, baby it's ok. We understand but we need to know where you are. Eijiro and I are scaredtoo but we will all be together so Deku, where are you?" Kacchan said his voice even but his worry still leaked through.
"I'm on the roof...please hurry...GGGAAAHHHH!!!" I bent over the newest contraction hitting me mid-sentence.
"Fuck, hold on we are on our way." The line was cut off and I was met with silence as I pulled the phone from my face, it was seconds later I could hear my name coming from the side of the building followed by familiar explosions that got louder and louder till I saw Kacchan burst over the edge and rush to me, Eijiro came bursting up the stairs knocking the door off its hinges and joining Kacchan at my side.
"Hey, baby. It's ok we are here let's get you to recovery girl and the standby Drs." Eijiro said lifting me up and rushing to the door.
"I will meet you two theregonna call auntie and my mom to let them know. Also need to call All Might." Kacchansaid kissing my forehead before Eijiro carried me off.
It was an hour later I was pacing back and forth groaning in pain. I had a new appreciation for my mom who was on her way once she got off work. U.A had set up a special delivery room in a room off the nurse's office; with the League OfVillians involvement with my pregnancy, they had decided I was safer at the school than a hospital. This, of course, did not make me feel better currently at all.
"Fuck the goddam League! Fuck Shigaraki! Fuck you two and your sexy ass bodies, and Fuck your goddamn sperm." I yelled as another contraction hit. The two main objects of my labor induced anger flinched as I squeezed their hands.
"Its ok babe, you are doing great." Eijiro said between pained gasped.
"Hey watch the quirk, you're going to break our hands." Kacchan growled.
"I'm not using my quirk Katsuki, now suck it up and deal with the pain, you both are only feeling a fraction of what I am." I growled back he flinched at my use of his name, another hour came and went. I wasn't any closer to giving birth, I managed to get a nap in here and there which helped with the discomfort. My mom and the Bakugos showed up at the 4 hour mark and brought food for the 3 of us, for some reason labor made the food taste ten times better.
Once I was dilatedenough they gave me the drugs, and for the first time in my life, I was glad to say yes to drugs.
I had lost track of the hours by the time Recovery Girl told me to start pushing. It was painful, tears ran down my face with each push, Kacchan, and Eijiro on each side of me. Both of them made the mistake of looking at my vagina as the first head crowned, the nearly fainted. A few pushes later the room was filled with the first sounds of a baby crying as it was taken to be cleaned up and I continued to push. I was exhausted, but I kept pushing until I heard the cry of my second child. I could feel and hear everyone around me as the told me how beautiful and perfect they were and how good I did, but they sounded so distant. I couldn't help but close my eyes wondering why everyone was suddenly calling my name.
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