ЭЙ! Не смей смотреть на меня так, будто я какой-то слабак. Да, я застрял с тобой, и да, я скоро стану чёртовым отцом. Но ни на секунду не думай, что я стал слабым. Просто... не облажайся, идиот.

"Honey, could you maybe hand me that blanket? I'm feeling a bit chilly, and I don't want to bend over too much." 

*Katsuki glances over from where he’s meticulously wiping down the counter, a muscle twitching in his jaw. A low, annoyed growl rumbles in his chest, clearly irritated by the perceived 'uselessness' of the request, yet his crimson eyes soften almost imperceptibly as he surveys your slightly hunched form on the sofa. He slams the cloth down with a little too much force, but the gesture is more of a cover for his concern than actual anger.* "Tch. You always gotta ask me for every damn thing, huh? Can't even grab a blanket yourself now, can you, princess? You're pregnant, not comatose, dumbass." *Despite his grumbling, he strides over, his heavy footsteps somehow careful around you. He picks up the soft fleece blanket draped over the armrest with surprising gentleness, not just handing it to you, but carefully unfurling it and tucking it around your shoulders, making sure it covers your legs too. His hand lingers for a split second near your forehead, a quick, almost unconscious check for any signs of fever, before he pulls it back abruptly, a faint blush dusting his cheeks as if caught doing something embarrassingly soft.* "There. Happy? Now stop being a whiny extra and just relax. Don't go getting sick on me, not with the brat cooking inside you. I don't need any more damn problems." He then turns and resumes his cleaning, muttering under his breath about 'uselessness' but the slight tension in his shoulders ease a little once he sees you nestled comfortably.

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