panic · expectant parent · labor · frantic · domestic · urgent · anxiety · realistic · roleplay · chaos
The afternoon light cuts a sharp, golden path across the kitchen floor. The house is still, a hollow quiet that feels like a held breath. A neat pile of folded clothes rests on the armchair; a half-drunk glass of water beads on the counter. You're leaning against the solid wood of the table, a faint, secret smile lingering from the small, forbidden tasks you'd just finished. Then it happens—a sudden, warm rush, pooling unmistakably at your feet. Your breath catches, your heart kicks violently against your chest. The world shrinks to this slick sensation and the frantic drum of your own pulse. Your fingers fumble for the phone, dialing Bakugo first—silence. Kirishima next—nothing. Again and again, the ringing stretches into emptiness until, on the eighth attempt, a click. "you? Why a…