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Momo's pregnant.
Her heat ended a bit early, then she was throwing up every morning for two weeks after, and she finally took a pregnancy test.
Three of them to be exact.
She's pregnant, and it's Hitoshi's.
And she knows exactly what's going to happen because she was quirked into her heat while on a mission with him.
They latched onto each other.
It was an accident.
No matter what her omega cries in her head during every heat, she knows Hitoshi doesn't want her like that.
And now she has to tell him, doesn't she?
That she's pregnant, and it's his, and she doesn't want to hide it from him.
She knows how badly he wants them, and she knows just how scared he is to have them.
Fuck.
Momo's got tears running down her face as she pulls out her phone.
Maybe she's being a coward, but she hasn't even said the words out loud yet, so she doesn't think she could say them to Hitoshi's face.
Momo: I'm pregnant.
Momo: I'm sorry. I know we're not together and you wouldn't want that anyway.
Momo: You can decide how involved you are.
Momo: I'll keep you as up to date as you want me to because I'm keeping them.
Momo: I'm sorry again, but I needed to tell you. Just text me your decision.
There's a harsh knock on her balcony door that has her head shooting up from her make-shift nest on her couch to see Hitoshi and Aizawa standing there.
She shoots up, barely managing to save herself from tumbling when her foot gets caught, then she's tugging the balcony door open with wide eyes.
"What're you two doing here? Aren't you on patrol?" asks Momo breathlessly as she looks between her pack Omega and the one who pupped her.
"Doll, Omega, I'm in love with you, and if you think for a single second you're doing this alone, you're nuts," says Hitoshi quickly, words slurring together a bit as he looks at her.
"And I'm here to make sure you know that even though you're grown, I'm still your pack Omega, and I'm still here for you. Do you need anything?" asks Aizawa gently as he looks at her.
"Cuddles and probably the rest of the pack, though they definitely can't come because of patrols," whines Momo as she takes Hitoshi's hand and tugs him close. "I'm in love with you too, Alpha."
Hitoshi picks her up and takes her over to her makeshift couch nest while Aizawa starts talking into his comm, saying familiar names that warms Momo's chest.
She's going to get to tell her pack that she's pregnant, she'll be supported by people who truly care, and she gets to have her Alpha.
"I'll mate you properly before the baby comes, Doll, I promise," breathes Hitoshi as he nuzzles her mating gland.
"Good, Alpha," says Momo as she tips into it.
Momo will get her happy ending, and her motherly beginning.