~𝚅𝚞𝚕𝚗𝚎𝚛𝚊𝚋𝚕𝚎~ ((BNHA/MHA Shota Aizawa x OC))

Chapter 5

(((TW: Be prepared that there will be more intense pregnancy symptoms happening to the OC, so if you are uncomfortable with stuff like that, I would not read this any further. Also, the Aizawa couple will be going to a gynecologist's office, so just like above, if you are uncomfortable with those things then I wouldn't read this. To go deeper into detail, it describes elements of gynecologist instruments/tools that will be used, though it will not be gory or go into detail about things "down there". I usually put the term "down there" or "private part" or "woman part". Just know this when going into reading the chapter, and any other ones moving further on. Thank you!)))

<3-Saturday-<3

I woke up from a sleepless night in the morning. My eyes fluttered open, and I immediately saw the face of my husband with his eyes closed, and a calm expression on his features. He had been very worried about me for the past few days, so it was nice to see him in such a state. I smiled faintly and went to move my arms from my curled-up position, but before I could do so, more cramps and nausea had cursed my morning. I involuntarily groaned while wrapping my arms around my body. My eyes clenched tightly shut, trying to live through the pain I was feeling.

Surprisingly, I have a low pain tolerance. Even though I was meant to be a fighter, I still hate to get hurt because the pain is worse than most. 'Interesting right?'

The sudden distressed noise had woken up the man beside me, and he stirred in his spot. He turned onto his back and rubbed his eyes with both hands before opening them to see the ceiling above us. Shota glanced to his right (where I was), to see me in my current state. His eyes widened before they went to their worrisome look. His arms wrapped around my weak body before rubbing my stomach.

My eyes stayed shut as he proceeded to rub my back and slightly bloated area on my front. I allowed him to pick me up while my mind went blank to focus off of the pain. The aching had been so bad that my consciousness had slipped and I fell into a dreamless world. 

<3-<3-<3

When I woke up next, I was fully dressed and on the gray couch in the living room of my husband's and I's shared house. I sat up without any problems to glance over the couch and to the right in the direction of the kitchen, where I had heard some ruckus. There I saw Shota; with an apron on, chopping a kind of green vegetable with a large knife in hand, on the granite countertops. He was facing me since he was cutting on the countertop that extended to be parallel with the space in between the two rooms. The sunshine was shining through the sliding doors that led to our backyard and right to his figure. Although the shine didn't seem to bother him, as he looked up to see my groggy face peeking from behind the couch.

He smiled warmly at me, and put his attention back down to the vegetable, continuing to chop. "Good Morning-" he glanced back at me with a teasing smile, "-or should I say good afternoon?" I groaned and dragged my hand down across my face.

After a few beats of silence, I spoke up, "I'm sorry," I said genuinely, looking down at my lap where my hands were.

I heard the knife stop cutting and a few thumps to the right. I looked over to see Shota walking over in my direction while taking off the yellow apron. He threw the piece of cloth aside and stepped towards me so his body was less than arm's length away.

His arms wrapped around me for the umpteenth time that week and comforted me as I felt tears fall down my cheeks. 'Why am I crying? Why am I like this? I should be strong! Not crying and laying around all the time!' I cried harder as my inner thoughts got harsher.

My hands grasped the fabric of my husband's black long sleeve shirt, as he shushed me and combed my crimson locks with his fingers.

"It's okay...shh...it's okay..." I tried to speak but everything that came out were whimpers and small words with voice cracks in between, "I-...w-wh...y-w...why-" Shota's voice cut me off, "Shh, it's okay. Just calm down and breathe. We can talk later." I nodded in response and focused on breathing.