A/N: I can finally upload again! Also, new update schedule is Tuesdays and Thursdays for this story.

"Is it me or is Kats gaining weight?"

Eijirou grunts in pain when Touya's elbow collides with his ribs in a harsh jab, hand quickly going to nurse his side. 

"Fucking ow." 

"Don't say that shit too loud or you might hurt his feelings, dumbass." The raven replies as he plops down next to him on the bench that they're seated on, handing the redhead the sports drink that he'd requested from the vending machine. "Why would it hurt his feelings? I mean, a couple of weeks ago we could see his ribs when he stretched. Him gaining weight is a good thing." Hitoshi chimes, plucking a water bottle from Touya's hand as he offers it to him. The tattooed alpha sighs, relaxing back against the wall as he pops open his own drink. "Well yeah, but he gets really sad whenever people make comments about his weight. My baby's insecure about his weight; it's a really sensitive topic that we try to stay away from unless he brings it up." 

Touya will admit that Katsuki looks a great bit healthier with the bit of weight that he has put on as it seems to be settling in all of the best places. His thighs and backside have become even more soft and plush; he loves squeezing and groping them in his palms. He's gaining a bit in the midsection as well, but it's only apparent because---as Hitoshi pointed---they can no longer see his ribcage when he moves and stretches. His tummy is still flat and while he still firmly believes that Katsuki would be absolutely gorgeous regardless of how much he weighed, he'll be quite happy once they manage to get a healthy layer of fat on his belly. He's more concerned with his overall healthiness and well-being than the appearance of it all. 

Touya will, however, admit that Katsuki's ass fills out those shorts quite nicely now. He's appreciative of the view. 

It jiggles with every excited bounce that Katsuki does as he and Fumikage thumb through the clothing racks in the store that they're in, Tamaki standing nearby to take whatever clothing articles they offer him so that he can take them to the fitting room and try them on. The pregnant omega seems content to simply be fawned over and hang out with his friends. Katsuki's just happy to be able to say that he has friends to hang out with. 

Touya just loves watching his darling be happy. 

He was a little skeptical about taking him to hang out at the mall while he and his friends took a moment to catch up---worried about triggering Katsuki's social anxiety---but Eijirou insisted that Tamaki would enjoy the company. Touya's glad that he accepted. 

"Ah, that's fair. I'll try to keep that in mind; last thing I wanna do is upset the kid." Hitoshi agrees, snorting at the way Eijirou has begun to pout from the opposite end of the bench. "Why did I get elbowed but he didn't?!" 

"Because he's not loud and obnoxious?" 

"You don't treat Tetsu like this." 

"Tetsu is also less annoying." 

Eijirou seems fairly offended. "Are we even really friends or am I just here so you guys can bully me?"

"Aw, come on, man. We love you; you know that. Just teasing you." Touya assures him, patting him on the shoulder reassuringly and watching the redhead wince a bit when his grip tightens and he leans in to give him a narrowed gaze. 

"But if you make my baby cry, I will hurt you." 

"Duly noted. But to be honest, dude, I'd feel really shitty if I ever hurt him and I'd probably kick my own ass." Eijirou affirms, taking his larger hand and prying Touya's away with some difficulty. It never ceases to amaze Eijirou that Touya is not nearly as large in stature as most other thoroughbred alphas but he's never had any problem giving alphas nearly twice his size a run for their money. 

Not that Eijirou is afraid of Touya, but he'd much rather stay on his good side. 

"God, they're so fucking cute---lookin' all happy and shit. Some days I try really fuckin' hard to knock Fumi up just because I think he'd be fuckin' beautiful full of pups." 

Hitoshi's spontaneously perverse comment blindsides Touya and Eijirou both, both of them whipping their heads around to give him an odd look only to see that he's hyper-focused on what they assume to be Fumikage. It's kind of cute to see Hitoshi gush over his boyfriend. He's got such a dreamy look in his eyes. 

"Not to burst your bubble or piss on your parade but...you know Fumi's a beta, don't you?" 

"Yep." 

"...so you know that he can't get pregnant?" Eijirou adds and Hitoshi takes another swig from his water bottle. 

"Yep." 

"Then why are you talking about knocking him up, you fuckin' weirdo?" Touya chuckles with a shake of his head and Hitoshi turns to him with a smirk. "It doesn't hurt to pretend. Besides, I like practicing the art of baby makin' with him." He says and Eijirou shakes his head with a fond smile. "You're a fuckin' pervert, dude." He says, double-taking as he turns his attention back to his fiancé and catches a glimpse of him walking out of the fitting room. His smile falls as his jaw goes slack and he swears his heart skips a beat the moment Tamaki's gorgeous smile flashes in his direction. There's an excited squeal from Katsuki and Fumikage is smiling from ear to ear, seemingly proud of the choice in clothing they'd picked out. 

"D-Does this look okay, Ei?" Tamaki prompts, timid and anxious of receiving a negative reaction from his mate. Eijirou doesn't respond, gaping at him like a fish out of water. He almost looks stuck and Tamaki, ever self-conscious, begins to feel like maybe it wasn't the best choice in wardrobe. 

He's wearing an eggplant-colored maternity dress that hugs the swell of his tummy in the most adorable of ways; Katsuki could spend all day cuddling him if given the chance but Eijirou's lack of a reaction seems to make Tamaki a little discouraged in wearing it. 

"U-Um...i-if you don't like it then---"

"What?" Eijirou says abruptly, finally shaking himself out of his trance as he stands. "Baby---no way! You're freakin' gorgeous; are you kidding me?" He breathes out, wrapping his arms around Tamaki and squeezing him in as gentle of an embrace as he can before his hands go up to hold the omega's face within his palms and kiss him full on the lips with a hum. "Look at my baby---so pretty. You know, I think you were wearin' something like this the night you got pregnant---" 

Tamaki snorts and bubbles into laughter as he pushes Eijirou's face away in embarrassment, cheeks blooming a deep red. 

"I was not!" 

"No? You sure?" 

"I'm positive, silly boy." 

"Oh! No, no, you're right, I remember now." The alpha says as he leans in close again, hands rested on Tamaki's hips to pull him close and rest his forehead against Tamaki's own. "You were wearing one of my t-shirts and those cute little lacy panties I like." Tamaki hides his face against Eijirou's chest but he's smiling so wide that they can still see it. Katsuki thinks that they have such a pure sort of love. He's glad that Tamaki has someone that he can trust so wholeheartedly with his heart. 

"I wanna get you some pretty lace panties." Hitoshi mumbles in Fumikage's ear and the beta rolls his eyes even though he's smiling, lightly smacking the back on his hand against his chest. "You're such a pervert, Toshi." He chuckles, black painted nails reaching up to card through Hitoshi's wild mane of hair. The lilac-haired man hums his affirmation and presses a kiss to Fumikage's temple. "Only for you, baby." 

Eijirou insists on buying the dress for Tamaki along with the basket full of maternity clothes that Fumi and Katsuki had picked out for him. They've also picked a bunch of baby clothes and even though Tamaki thinks they might be overdoing it a little, Eijirou assures him that it's never too early to start. 

Touya quietly stands behind Katsuki, arm wrapped tightly around his waist. "What about you, baby? Did you see anything that you wanted?" He asks, though he knows Katsuki is more into cutesy pastels than the more mature style of clothing so he isn't at all surprised when the blonde shrugs his shoulders indifferently. 

"No, thank you. I believe I am alright." He says and Touya hums. "Did you see anymore stores you maybe wanted to stop by before we left?" He asks and Katsuki shrugs again. "I do not think so. Why?" He asks, head tilting back to look up at his boyfriend with curious eyes. Touya can't help but smile at how cute he is. "Well, I wanna get my baby something nice if he wants it." He says, ruffling the soft blonde fluff atop Katsuki's head. 

"Are you sure this is not because Eiji-nii and Hitoshi are buying Fumi and Maki nice things and you do not wish to feel as though you are being...what is it called? Shown up?" 

Touya snorts, feeling his pride take a bit of a blow at the assumption that he'd use Katsuki to settle some sort of pissing contest with his friends. 

"No, angel, it's not like that. I just like spoiling you. Is that a crime?" 

"Not that I am aware of." Katsuki replies and Touya begins to wonder when Katsuki became this snarky. Perhaps he's rubbing off on him a little more than he'd initially realized. 

"I know a store here that Katsuki would go nuts over. We can head there before we grab lunch if you guys want." Eijirou suggests and Tamaki, still smiling, agrees with a nod. "It'll be fun to play dress up some more, won't it, bunny? You already remind me of a cute little doll." He coos, lightly pinching at Katsuki's cheeks. 

"Can we get lunch here? The food court has really good pizza." Hitoshi says aloud and Touya snickers. "That's Toshi for you. Either thinking with his dick or his stomach." 

Katsuki goes to tell him thinking with parts of the body that aren't the brain isn't physically capable within humans but then he remembers that it's just one of those metaphors and though he's still confused, he doesn't feel it necessary to correct him. Instead, he simply replies with a happy little chirp of "I like pizza." 

"Pizza it is." Hitoshi declares and no one can really muster the gall to combat him though Hitoshi is almost certain that had Katsuki not been there to agree with him, they'd all have told him no. 

#

"You have no idea how ridiculous you look; a full grown, mammoth sized alpha carrying that tiny little purse around." Touya teases Eijirou and the redhead snorts at him, adjusting the several bags lined up along his forearm that makes them easier to hold. "If you're not ready to hold your wife's purse in public when you go shopping then you don't need to be married. Life lesson for you, dude." He says and Touya hums a non-committal response. Katsuki doesn't wear purses, but that could be because he doesn't have anything to put inside of them. He doesn't have a wallet---no credit card or ID or money to put away. Just a cellphone and the occasional tube of lip gloss that Touya keeps in his pocket for him. 

They've taken to waiting while their little lovers have a look around this last store, pinks and purples and brightly colored walls everywhere.

Even the floors have glittered tile. 

Eijirou was right about this place being right up Katsuki's alley and while Fumikage would usually much rather be caught dead than in a place like that, he doesn't seem to have any qualms at all about helping Katsuki find things that he likes. Touya gives his opinion on certain outfits when prompted, telling Tamaki to make sure Katsuki gets whatever he wants. He's not at all surprised when Katsuki comes back with more stuffed animals than he does clothes. 

One of them is a giant unicorn. 

"Is that all you want before we go to lunch, baby?" 

Katsuki nods, looking away shyly. "I-Is it too much? I feel rather guilty about allowing you to spend so much of your money on me. I can put some things back if---" 

"Nah. I told you, I want you to have whatever you like. You're not hurting my pockets by allowing me to splurge on you. Makes me feel good to buy you things." Touya reiterates, pushing the cart up to the front counter to pay for all of his things. Katsuki stands behind him, tugging at the hem of his shirt as the woman at the register flashes him a smile.

"Hi, sweetie! Did you find everything you needed?" She asks, waiting for Katsuki's timid nod before turning her attention back to Touya."Bringing your little sister shopping is the cutest thing ever! You don't see too many guys that still do sweet stuff like that for their siblings; especially when it comes to spending so much money." She compliments him, moving at a timely pace to make sure she rings up all of their items without holding up the line. Touya can't hold the tiny snort of laughter back as Katsuki's head snaps upward. 

"Little?" He parrots, visibly offended and Touya can see the tantrum bubbling up inside of the blonde before it ever sees the light of day. He wraps an arm around Katsuki's waist and pulls him closer, leaning down to press a kiss to his crown. "Calm down, angel, it's okay. I'm sure she didn't mean anything by that." He assures him, not at all surprised to see the confused slant of the woman's head when he turns forward again. 

"Katsuki isn't my little sister. He's my boyfriend." 

She blooms bright red, hand flying up to cover the lower half of her face in embarrassment. 

"I'm---oh, I'm so sorry! This is so embarrassing; I didn't mean to assume---and then I assumed your gender and---oh, fuck, I'm sorry!" 

"It's alright, it's alright. People often mistake him to be a bit younger than what he is. He's a little sensitive about it."

She apologizes again and quickly bags the items up for them, avoiding Katsuki's haughty gaze as Touya swipes his card to finish the transaction. 

"S-Sorry, again…" she says once more when they're leaving. 

Katsuki doesn't offer her a response. 

#

It would seem as though the encounter had soured Katsuki's mood for the evening and Touya almost regrets taking him to that store in the first place. 

"Sweetie, she didn't mean to hurt your feelings." Touya tries to reason with Katsuki as the blonde glares down at his pizza. "Maybe she did not but it is still very much so annoying. Why is it that she has automatically assumed that I was a child?" 

"That's the part you're upset about? Not about the fact that she thought you were a girl or my sister?" 

"Being mistaken for a woman is not an insult to me; I am a male omega." Katsuki points. "And mistaking me for a sibling is forgivable but taking one glance at my appearance and assuming that I am an adolescent child is not. I will have that woman know that I have a very mature look about me!" Katsuki rants and both Touya and Hitoshi are having the hardest of times trying to keep themselves from crumbling onto the food court floor in a heap of laughter. 

For fuck's sake, Katsuki's shirt has Winnie the Pooh on it. 

"Um...s-sure, honey." Tamaki tries to placate him with a soft pat to the back. "You're just extra super cute today so she didn't know any better." 

"I am not cute." 

Touya thinks he's totally the cutest. 

"Hate to break it to you, sweetie but you are, in fact, one of the cutest little muffins I've ever seen in my life." Eijirou chimes. "But that's not a bad thing. Just think that when the rest of us bastards are all old, dry and wrinkled up, you'll still be gorgeous and youthful. Young forever." He reasons---an attempt to give Katsuki a silver lining. Tamaki smiles and leans forward as Eijirou goes to feed him a spoonful of his soup. 

"Mm. Eiji's gonna age faster after he's officially become a daddy. You know how it goes. They start growing beards and barbecuing on weekends and the next thing you know, those abs he worked so hard on are gone and he's got a classic dad bod." He chuckles and Eijirou snorts with a fond roll of his eyes. 

"You wish. I might start wearing sandals and standing at the grill every week but there's no way in hell I'm giving all this body up for a dad gut." 

"Dad bods are sexy." Hitoshi declares. "They make you extra daddy-ish, don't they babe?" 

"I told you, Toshi, you don't have a dad bod." Fumi sighs and Hitoshi begs to differ with a snort. 

"What's a daddy?" 

Everyone looks to Katsuki in various stages of disbelief. 

"A daddy is just---"

"I'm daddy." Touya interrupts whatever explanation that Eijirou is about to give Katsuki, winking down at his boyfriend with a sly smile and blocking the elbow to the side that he had fully expected from Tamaki. 

"Touya, don't do that." 

"What? I take good care of Katsuki; take my baby shopping, make sure he's fed and happy. I protect him with my life and teach him new things almost every single day." He defends himself with a shrug, knowing very well that it would only serve to get Tamaki even more exasperated with him. "I'm definitely daddy material. Look at this face and bod." He gestures to himself and Tamaki bristles at him, vehemently shoving at the alpha's side. "I mean it, asshole, don't go dumping your kinks into him." 

"Whoa, whoa, wait a second! Did the little sunshine baby just curse at me?" 

"You bet your ass I did; I am not messing around with you, Touya." 

"Wow-wee, somebody's a cranky mama." Touya teases, reaching over to ruffle Tamaki's hair. The smaller raven looks right peeved with him but Touya can't help thinking that his flushed cheeks and angry huffy makes him look like an angry duckling. He's much too cute to be intimidating. 

"Don't make me stab you with this fork." 

"Don't make me let him stab you with that fork." Eijirou chimes, equally amused but not at all looking forward to having Tamaki's anger turned on him instead. Touya relents with a sigh, holding both of his hands up in surrender. 

"Alright, alright, I give." 

"All of this talk about 'daddies' has simply been a discreet way to discuss these kinks of yours?" Katsuki questions, assessing the situation with those class 'A' comprehensive skills and putting the pieces together on his own. He's only just recently learned what kinks are, though he still doesn't have a very clear understanding of them. He'd asked Touya about his kinks once and the alpha sputtered and stumbled over his own words, telling Katsuki that he'd much rather keel over and die than to taint him with that sort of thing. Katsuki doesn't know why it's such a big deal. They're going to have sex eventually, aren't they? 

"Honey. No. That's not---I mean, in this instance, yes, but also not really." 

Katsuki sighs. 

"I do not understand, Maki-chan." 

Tamaki groans, resting his face in the palm of his hand. 

"I know, bunny. I know. But just think of it like---oh. Hello." 

Tamaki's fumbling trails off along with his gaze and it catches the attention of the table as they all go to follow his gaze. 

"Katsuki. Todoroki." 

Touya quickly pulls Katsuki closer to his side in the most unsubtle way possible, coming eye to eye with none other than one Mitsuki Bakugou. 

Masaru is meekly following behind her, looking down at the floor as if he's afraid to make eye contact. 

"Bakugou." Touya responds dryly, narrow gaze locked with hers. They're always struggling for power, those two---trying to assert their dominance over the other. Mitsuki is the first to look away, scoffing and turning away from him to focus on her son. His gaze softens the slightest, head tilting curiously as he looks over the omega with eyes that are no less than expectant. 

"Still not speaking to your mother and I?" She asks, tone gentle as if not to startle him with any loud or abrupt movements. Katsuki, terrified, eventually gathers the courage enough to look her in the eyes. 

"H-Hello, father." He manages timidly, tacking on a quiet "Hi, mama." For Masaru who lifts his head to smile at his son. His fingers twitch with the urge to reach out and hug Katsuki but if Mitsuki is even the slightest bit suspicious and figures out they've been spending time together behind her back---that Masaru has begun to create a strong bond with their estranged child---it may not end well for Masaru.

Mitsuki actually smiles. 

"Oh, there's our baby boy." She coos, reaching out to caress his face but Katsuki flinches and she stops right in her tracks. "Right. One step at a time. I'm sorry, sweetheart, I just can't get over how beautiful you are." She says, raking him over with her eyes. 

Katsuki feels as if he's about to crawl right out of his bones. 

"Oh---baby, where are your shoes? Haven't these people at least taught you not to walk around on these filthy floors barefooted?" 

"He has sandals underneath his stool; he's not wearing them because he doesn't fucking like shoes---" 

"Touya!" Tamaki hisses and the alpha promptly snorts at his scolding. "No, fuck that! And what the fuck do you mean 'these people'?" 

"Touya. Calm down, man. Breathe. It's alright. You know how the snooty rich ones are." Hitoshi reasons and Touya throws his hand up dismissively. "Bullshit. My family has been rich since before I crawled out of my mother's twat and we've never been this shitty towards people. Guess we were lucky enough to be raised by decent people."

"Father." Katsuki begins, brows creased and set in firm distaste. "These people have made sure that I am happy and healthy in their care. I can assure you that I am being taught well and that I want for nothing. I would appreciate it if you would not speak so ill of people that I care about." He says, choosing his words carefully as he doesn't want to set her off on some sort of violent outbursts. 

She seems, more or less, surprised but not angry. 

"...I see. Well then. I apologise. I didn't mean to upset you, darling, I was just concerned. That's all. I meant no offense to you or your friend---" 

"My boyfriend." 

Her jaw tightens, wry smile pulling at her lips. 

"Yes. Boyfriend. Your mother and I were just scouting some of the vendors here to see about selling our more casual designs here in their outlet. I'm glad that we ran into you. We're having a sort of ball next month, you see. To celebrate your return. All of our colleagues and close friends will be there. Your mother and I would love for you to come and join us." She offers, gaze flickering back towards Touya. "Your...boyfriend...is also welcome to attend. Formal attire. Your mother made a beautiful dress for you to wear, specially just for this occasion. Will you join us, darling boy?" 

Every fiber of him is screaming to stay away. To run. It isn't safe there with them. 

"I-I will consider and ask Mr. Yagi if I am allowed." He says instead. Touya makes a considerable effort to keep his mouth shut and let the exchange happen. If they risk setting off any suspicions then this investigation could very well go right down the drain. 

Mitsuki seems to be satisfied with that answer.

"Fantastic! Have him call your mother and I sometime this evening, won't you?" 

"Yes, father." 

"Good boy." She says, turning to Masaru and resting her hand on top of his head. "Come along, Masa. We still have work to do." 

Masaru has to visibly make an effort not to flinch. 

"O-Oh, yes, of course." He complies, flashing Katsuki that kind and loving smile of his. "We'll see you later, okay, sweetie?" 

Katsuki nods and Touya hugs the tiny blonde against his chest to comfort his obvious unease. He offers Masaru a wave. 

"Bye, Mama Masa." 

Masaru manages a genuine giggle. 

"Bye, Touya." 

And then they're off. 

Katsuki waits until he's looking at the back of Mitsuki's head to flip her off. 

"Fuckin' bitch." 

"Touya!" Tamaki scolds and Touya grunts in annoyance. 

"I can't wait for the day I can finally punch that bitch right between the fuckin' eyes." 

Katsuki can't say that he blames him. If he wasn't so afraid of Mitsuki, he'd have broken her jaw weeks ago.