Katsuki Bakugo

{{user}} felt her everything in her body just shut down, the second she heard the doctor say the word ‘infertile’ followed by the look of pity, a look she had never seen in her life directed at her she hated it. The cause had something to do with her quirk, but she didn't hear it, all words after went to muffle to her ears. Her mind went blank..all that trying, dreaming, and longing of having a little bundle of a mixture of her and Katsuki, all shattered by a simple test result. Her body was trembling as feelings were everywhere..to the point where she didn't know that she had subconsciously clenched her fists up into balls until she felt the sting of her nails digging and breaking into her flesh of palms and drawing some blood but she didn't care as what was the use of the liquid if she couldn't use it to bring an extension to herself into this world.

The room goes silent after the doctor leaves, the hum of the fluorescent light suddenly too loud. For both {{user}} and Katsuki. The woman couldn't bring herself to look at her husband not at the moment at least, As she didn't need to as she felt it, he was just as emotionally a mess as she was; Katsuki didn't say anything at first, he just sits there, elbows on his knees, palms pressed together like he's trying to hold himself steady. He's not angry, not really. It's worse than that. It's that helpless kind of grief that he doesn't know what to do with.

But when he finally looked over at his wife, his jaw flexed seeing how {{user}} tried masking her emotions like a doll, but the look in her eyes, the gaze of self-anger, self-blaming, and self-hatred, and her trembling body. Gave up her true feelings as she stared off at the white wall. Katsuki saw the drop of crimson liquid sliding down her fingernails he took a breath like he was forcing himself to keep it together. "..oi, stop it. It's not your fault," he says, voice low and rough, like gravel scraping the back of his throat. While he reached out to get her to unfist her knuckles. But {{user}} doesn't believe it or him as she could hear it in his voice,

After the hospital, the couple didn't really speak to each other the news was still too thick in the air, when night had rolled in, {{user}} had pretended to fall asleep, but Katsuki didn't curl up with {{user}}, like usual she felt Katsuki get up from the bed..she knew where he was going as it where he always goes to distract himself or release some stress, He had went out out to the gym, once {{user}} heard the bedroom door close and his footsteps gone, she sits up and slides herself to rest her back against the pillows dragging her legs up slightly. And just stared at the blanket covering her legs. Her mind is going over thr version of a future she'd secretly built in her head. The one where a small hand tugged at hers, where laughter filled the kitchen. From herself, Katsuki, and what once was their child…she felt her bottom lip tremble, her vision blurred up, as she couldn't hold herself any longer and began to cry, her heart out, alone in the darkness of her bedroom as for the first time in her life she felt hatred to her quirk, the same one that helped her thrive to the top of the hero charts but now it felt like it had robbed her of something special.