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“What… what did you just say?” Bakugou Katsuki asks, red eyes wide, jaw slack as he stares at his best friend.
Utsushimi Camie sniffles, her brown eyes welling up with tears, her long blonde hair messy around her flushed face, full lips wobbling with her distress. “I’m pregnant, and Touya is the father.”
“Fuck,” Katsuki says, running a hand through his hair. “When… when did that happen?”
“Last month, at Shou’s party,” Camie says, sniffling heavily. “We were all drinking a lot, and… I don’t know what happened…”
“You had sex with Touya?” Katsuki questions, his eyes flicking behind her, to the collection of photos on the wall.
They’re all of himself and his boyfriend of three years, Todoroki Touya. He’s taller than Katsuki, with white hair fluffed out in spikes, vibrant turquoise irises, and piercings littering his face and ears. In every photo they’re smiling or laughing, a few show Touya kissing Katsuki’s cheek, and Katsuki’s personal favorite is from a photo booth, where he’d bitten into Touya’s neck in the last image and made the older man yelp in surprise.
“I don’t—I don’t remember anything,” Camie says, a small sob passing her lips. “But, but I—when I woke up, we were in bed together, and I was naked, and I didn’t look, but he didn’t have a shirt on, and oh God, I’m so sorry.”
Katsuki sighs, rubbing his temples. “Have you told Inasa yet?”
“No,” Camie says, shaking her head. “I just… I don’t know what to do, Katsu.”
The front doorknob wiggles and pushes open a moment later, Touya stepping inside with a few bags from the konbini in tow.
“Hey, doll, hey, Camie,” Touya says cheerfully as he toes his shoes off.
“Hey, Metalface,” Katsuki says, narrowing his eyes as he watches his boyfriend push his feet into his rainbow unicorn slippers.
“H-hey, Touya,” Camie says anxiously.
“I got that weird ass protein shake stuff, but they didn’t have it in vanilla, so I got the strawberry instead,” Touya says, oblivious to the tension in the room.
“Touya, do you remember that party your brother had last month?” Katsuki questions and Touya tilts his head as he thinks about it.
“Oh, yeah, what about it?” Touya says, his eyes flicking to Camie.
“Well, apparently, you and Camie had sex,” Katsuki says and Touya drops the bags as he gawks at his boyfriend.
“Wha—no!” Touya shouts, his voice cracking. “Absolutely not!”
“When I woke up, we were naked in bed together,” Camie says, another sob shaking her body. “And I just found out that—that I—I’m…”
“You got her pregnant,” Katsuki says and Touya’s face contorts into pure confusion, while Katsuki’s twitches into amusement.
“Oh?” Touya says, his own face lighting up as he walks over, eyeing Camie curiously. “Really? It’s my baby, you’re sure?”
“W-well, with the timeline, I looked up conception dates, and… it had to have been that week, and that’s the only time I had sex,” Camie says, her eyes welling up with more tears as she looks at Katsuki again. “I swear, I didn’t mean to, I didn’t—”
“But you had sex with Inasa at that party,” Touya says, and Camie blinks, cocking her head.
“What?” She says, confused.
“You were already wasted when he showed up, and you told him that you missed him because he’d been overworking at the station, so you dragged him upstairs,” Touya explains.
“Oh my God,” Camie chokes out. “I had sex with my boyfriend and then I had sex with you?”
“You had sex with Inasa, and then passed out, and he got a call from the station,” Touya explains, grimacing slightly. “He asked me to make sure you were okay, so—”
“What?” Camie says, eyes going wide, disgust curdling her features as she takes a step back.
“When I went to make sure you were okay, you puked all over my shirt,” Touya says, and Camie’s crying stops as she freezes. “So, I took it off, cleaned myself up in the bathroom, and decided to sleep next to you in case you started puking again.”
“So… you… we didn’t…” Camie’s eyes flick between Touya and Katsuki, landing on her blonde friend, who looks far too amused. Her face twists into a scowl. “You knew!”
Katsuki snorts out a laugh. “Yup.”
“Congrats to you and Inasa, though,” Touya says, barely suppressing his own laughter.
“I hate you,” Camie says, lifting the collar of her shirt to wipe at her face. “This guilt has been killing me, and you just… just… you’re such an asshole!”
“Yup,” Katsuki agrees easily. “And you should probably go tell Baldie.”
Camie sniffs angrily and turns to stomp over to the door, kicking the slippers off harshly and sending them flying over into the living room. She shoves her feet into her flats and flips them both off as she leaves.
Touya places a hand on his chest and sniffles. “I can’t believe I’m going to be a father.”
Katsuki snorts out a laugh, walking over to his boyfriend to pull him in for a long kiss, nipping at his lower lip. He hums into the kiss, and Touya groans softly as he wraps his arms around the blonde’s hips, snaking his hands around to his ass.
Katsuki pulls back and starts to kiss around Touya’s neck. “You’d be a sexy dad.”
“Yeah?” Touya says, moaning when Katsuki reaches a hand down into Touya’s pants, his fingers so hot; thick and calloused.
“Fuck yeah,” Katsuki says, pushing past Touya’s silicone packer to tweak his T-dick before going lower, slowly curling two fingers into his pussy. “DILF of the fuckin’ century.”