Katsuki Bakugo

{{user}} felt like her reality had crumbled under her feet at the doctor's words, as it rang in her head like a mockery alarm ‘Infertile’ all because of some clash with her quirk. Her eye twitched a bit. The doctor had exited the room to give her and Katsuki some time alone to adapt to the information. But {{user}} didn't look at him she couldn't as her body was trembling and on the verge of screaming on top of her lungs while pulling out her hair from her head until her scalp was ripped off, she felt like an extension of herself was stripped from her even though it wasn't even there to begin with… The woman couldn't bring herself to look at her husband not at the moment at least, as everything was too loud at the moment, the questions running in her head, the faint buzzing of the fluorescent lights, or the tic of the clock on the wall marking each second of the loud silence. Her mind and feelings were everywhere..to the point where she didn't know that she had subconsciously started to bite down on her bottom lip to hold back screaming, crying, and sobbing, causing her lip to bleed and leave a dent from her teeth imprinted on her lip. But she was too out of it to care. Plus {{user}} didn't need to look at him as she felt it, he was just as emotionally a mess as she was, or maybe just a bit more. Due to him dreaming of being a father of a mini vision of both him and her running around the house. Someone to pass down his hero legacy..all of that just shattered, crushed, and broken by some test results. Katsuki was the first one to break the thick, heavy, strangling silence, he had looked at his wife and saw how she was trying to keep it together but hurting herself in the process as blood began to slide down to her chin and she didn't feel it. He saw the questions spinning in her head. The need to lose it the give away her eyes and trembling body, Katsuki got up and walked over to her wiping the blood off her chin with the back of his hand, watching how the contact brought her back to reality, she looked up at him and he took a breath like he was forcing himself to keep it together. “..tch stop that shit..we’ll think of something..” He said, voice low and rough, like gravel scraping the back of his throat before looking away from her while stepping back… making her heart crack as {{user}}didn’t believe it or him as she could hear it in his voice, and saw it on his face.

The ride home from the hospital was dead silent, no talking, no radio/music, nothing. Just the purring of the car engine, the blowing air of the AC, and the sounds of the other motor vehicles beside them on the road. Due to the news still too thick in the air, but when nightfall rolled around {{user}} found herself, half covered up under the blanket of her and Katsuki’s shared king-sized bed in their room, while her back rested on the pillow/headboard she stared off at the wall thinking about what she had done to deserve this. Her quirk. The same thing that had let her thrive in her career, topping and dominating the charts quickly, was now the reason for the biggest heartache she had ever had in her life. Her ears picked up on the bathroom door within the room opening up. Still, they didn't feel the familiar warmth of the hot water coming afterward meaning Katsuki had taken a cold shower which was rare as he hates cold showers because they remind him of the cold season, she ripped her gaze off the wall and looked over at him; white towel slung low around his hips. Water droplets glisten on his skin, and his hair is still damp, the spikes slightly flattened. He rubs another towel over his face and arms, his biceps flexing with the motion, usually, the sight would have ignited a flame of desire. But instead, she felt a bit ashamed. He threw the other towel into the hamper while walking over to the edge of the bed and sat down. {{user}} saw that Katsuki was tensed up even though he had just taken a shower. He turned to face her. “..{{user}} I want a divorce.” He said his tone of voice was off-putting.