w. love

Which is why you ached when reading the smutty, arousing words of a new steamy romance novel on your phone.

“You’ve been rather antsy today; what is it, something ‘human’ related?” The symbiote had a touch of mockery in its tone, snaking out from under your shorts as you scrolled through chapters on your screen. 

You had gotten used to it traveling your flesh, running over your skin with its gooey, smooth texture. The sight of its red ‘body’ out of the corner of your eye used to frighten you; now, you’re worried if you haven’t seen it pop out in a while. 

“I guess you could say that,” You shove your legs together, eyes focused on the poorly written porn. You knew you shouldn’t have been reading it, not when you were too embarrassed to take care of yourself in front of this ‘thing’. It had been over a month since you touched yourself, since your body was taken over by this extraterrestrial creature. The alien didn’t exactly give you ‘alone time,’ with it being stuck to your body and all. “It’s just a hormonal thing. I’m uh… ovulating. It’ll go away in a few days.”

“How does it work?” 

The symbiote crawls back up your thigh, sliding onto your bare hip. You shivered, reacting to its cold touch; you never got used to how close it prodded the areas you said were off limits, testing the waters of how far it could go before you said something.

“It’s kind of complicated-- it has to do with, well, that menstrual cycle I was talking about earlier.” You fiddle with the hem of your shirt, eyes glazing over the enlarged text on your phone. You could feel the wetness pooling in your underwear, clinging it to you. “It makes humans feel different than normal, more, um, needy? I guess you could say.” 

You weren’t sure how to word it-- the symbiote certainly wouldn’t understand all of the textbook jargon you could throw at it about ovulating and human eggs, but you couldn’t exactly say that you’re horny because of your body’s cycle, either. 

“Ah, needy for what?” 

The symbiote could hear a slight shift in your voice, the discomfort you felt on the topic. You had explained sex, romance between humans, almost everything under the sun-- but you didn’t want to delve into any topics that hit too close to home.

The alien slipped up your shirt, climbing beneath it to poke out from your pajama’s collar. 

“Physical….stimulation.” You finally respond, biting at your tongue.

The creature forms a humanoid, uncanny face in front of you, shaking as the eyes of something dark and unnatural stay locked onto yours.

“Hmm, how fitting. I had been waiting for you to say something.”

“Huh?”

“Did you think I couldn’t tell the way your body has changed? Hotter. Wetter, even.” The creature moves to travel down your body, dipping beneath your shorts with a purpose. “Especially beneath these loose garments you insist on wearing.” It slides over your underwear, a thick, curling limb pushing tight against your mound. “ This, is the culprit. What you desire to be relieved from, yes?”

You squeezed your thighs, feeling your neediness grow tenfold as the thought of sweet relief tempts your body. Fuck it, you couldn’t help yourself, the addictive pleasure of being touched luring you too much to hold back. 

“Yes… I just-- I need something, anything..” 

You attempt to slide your hand beneath your pants, feeling the temperate presence of your symbiote already layering itself there. 

But a shot of red forces your hand back, a goo-like substance keeping your arms pressed tight against your bed. 

“Let me explore this aspect you humans seem to take so much pleasure in… I don’t need you getting in the way.” The symbiote stretches over your body, transforming its own malleable ‘flesh’ into tentacle-like appendages. Two of them restrict your hands, a flurry of others roaming your flesh for a taste. “Besides, it looks as if you could use more than a few helping hands; so many fascinating areas are reacting.” 

A rush of ‘tentacles’ prods up your shirt, running over the rising nubs of your nipples, swirling and running smooth suckers over each peak.

“But you don’t even know how to--” 

“I’m sure I’ll learn. We’ve made it this far together, haven’t we?” The parasitic creature runs itself beneath your underwear, quick to stretch between your folds, rubbing hard against your aroused clit. You twitch at the sensation, letting it know just where you need to be touched. “If you’d like, you can tell me when I’ve hit a good spot, where I should press harder…” 

You nod your head, too overcome with the idea of riding out this pleasure to ignore how odd this was, how strange. You’ve still yet to fully accept the idea that you’re not insane and are truly sharing your body with something inhuman; getting off with the help of your parasitic guest was not something you could wrap your brain around-- not right now at least. 

The symbiote is quick to spread itself in you, finding your sopping entrance. It pushes its way in, melding and forming to effortlessly slink against your walls. 

“W-wait, hold on--” You cut yourself off with a moan, worried the ‘thing’ might burst inside of you, or gather itself too big than you could handle. But it swells to a moderate size, stretching you and pulsing inside. You rock back and forth in stuttered motions, desperately trying to thrust yourself onto it. 

“Right here is where you’re the most sensitive, I can feel it.” The creature wraps around your thighs, grinding itself hard against your tender walls. You can’t help but release a heavy cry, noticing the sudden and quick rise of your orgasm. It had barely been inside you for a short minute, but you always came faster when you were ovulating, persistently aroused and easy to make cum. 

You finish hard, desperate, clinging to the bedsheets. How did it know? Easily finding all the right places that your body called to be touched? To be played with and rubbed at?

The symbiote doesn’t slow as your hips do, abusing the sensitive areas inside of you and wrapping itself around your clit. You gasp as another tentacle-like feeler makes its way below your entrance, calling out to your other hole. You can tell the ideas it's having, the way it's traveling closer, nearer. 

“Hold on, not there, that’s--” 

It pushes its way inside your asshole, thin and wet like it had with your cunt. It slides deeper in without hesitation, repeating in coordinated thrusts as the first ‘tentacle’ did. 

You could feel another orgasm building, too intense this time as you tried to pull off the red, sticky limbs holding you down. 

“What’re you trying to do? Why, I thought this is what you wanted?” The symbiote continues, and you can hear its voice grow distorted, restless. “Don’t tell me you’re done, when I haven’t even had half my fun… I hope you do remember that I’m the one allowing you to exist like this. Letting you live freely without being completely destroyed by me.” 

You babble out pleas, gripping at the sheets that have gotten thoroughly soaked by you and the secretion of the symbiote. It dripped clear stains, coating your body in something that reminded you of cooking oil-- it never fully washed from your skin. 

The creature tugged harder on your clit, letting out a strong laugh as you yelped. Your heart pounded in your chest, ringing in your ears as the wet, crude sounds of the symbiote pumping into you resounded in your room. 

“Not-- like this. Didn’t mean f-for it like this--” 

“I guess that’s too bad. You humans can be so selfish, never knowing what’s good for you. I’m making you feel all the bliss you wanted. And why, I’m learning so much about you too! All these new spots you never let me see.” The symbiote plunged harder, growing its two tentacles thicker inside of you. “Too bad you’re so naive you thought I’d never venture here-- you really never woke up when I touched these spots in the middle of the night, did you?”

You cry out at the sensation of your orgasm snapping, wracking through your body with twitches and shakes. But the symbiote doesn’t stop, grinding out your orgasm until you’re crying from the sheer sensation of it gliding over your body. 

“Please, that’s enough now, thank you, I’m-I’m done.” 

You try to slink away, to grip at the slippery red pieces of alien pulled over your hips, playing with your clit and keeping you latched onto the mattress.

The parasite doesn’t budge, nearly melding in with your own skin as it strains tighter around you.

"The others tagged you and when a couple of fans said it was a lie because you looked boring or something like that, Dynamight proceeded to insult them in a very creative way, which only added fuel to the fire. By the way, he got points from me for defending you."

Izuku takes a deep breath and decides to finish his lunch before going back to class. Curiously, when the teacher asks them to work in small groups, everyone wants him to join theirs, although he suspects it's just because they want to ask him questions about the series of tweets.

He ends up next to a guy who looks really polite. He doesn't seem like the fangirls from the other day, and yet he's still very curious about the whole situation.

"I understand, you know? I mean, you are very pretty and this picture of you it's beautiful."

Before Izuku can ask how he got a picture of him, the guy turns his phone around to show him Dynamight's Instagram. There's a photo of him at the beach that Izuku definitely didn't notice him taking.

"Are you dating him? The caption doesn't say anything, but when a few of his fans commented how cute you looked, well... some of them said more than that, he started answering them in all caps: BACK OFF!"

This is getting defintely worse.

"We're not dating! Not at all!" He assures him and everyone who's obviously listening to their conversation. But he has the feeling that it won't be enough to convince some of them.

This is just the beginning.

***

Inside of the blond's expensive car, Izuku decides to inform him about what's going on social media. He even looks through the crystal of the car's door and realizes that other students in campus have started watching closely whenever Bakugo picks Izuku up.

They're getting suspicious; Izuku is sure a few of them have already made the connection and now can recognize the rock star, even from afar.

"Do you know about what people are saying on Twitter?"

Bakugo's hands grab the steering wheel a bit tighter than he should. His knuckles turn white for a moment.

"I do."

"Maybe you should deny the rumors about me being your muse. I mean, I know your friends were joking when giving me the credit for the new songs, but some people take things a bit too seriously nowadays."

"Do you want me to lie? Because I wrote those thanks to you," Bakugo mumbles, slightly irritated. "If not for you, I wouldn't sing anymore."

"That's not-"

"It is true," Bakugo narrows his eyes, looking at him for just a second before turning his head towards the road again. "You have no idea how important you are to me."

"We met just a couple of weeks ago!"

"And what of it? From the moment I met you-"

"People might make assumptions about us," Izuku cuts him off before he can continue; something about the conversation is making him nervous.

"I don't care about what other people think."

"I know," he smiles softly, remembering all those interviews with the band, he didn't bother to be polite when the reporters started getting too nosy about his and his friends' personal lives.

The blond notices his gesture and immediately melts, grinning right back at him.

Silently, like they both know what the other is thinking, they agree not to talk about that, at least, not at the moment.

***

Feeling a bit intimidated by all the lights and the famous musicians around, Izuku instinctively gets closer to Bakugo and grabs one of his arms.

The rock star arches a brow and smirks at him; he doesn't tease him about his behavior, instead, he pulls the college student closer to himself.

However, the grin on Dynamight's face vanishes quickly when he notices his parents among the staff members and photographers. And they spot them both as well.

"Oh!" Mitsuki (Bakugo told Izuku their names before they arrived) smiles gently at the green haired boy before shoving her own son aside to look at him closely. "You must be Izuku! You're so pretty! I can't believe you are hanging out with a brat like this one! You're too sweet for him!"

"Shut up, old hag!"

"Make me!"

Masaru, Bakugo's father, gets closer to Izuku and gently pushes him away from those two. His smile is apologetic, but also kind.

"I'm Bakugo Masaru. It's a pleasure to finally meet you, Izuku."

"The pleasure is mine, Bakugo-san!"

Fortunately for Dynamight, his parents don't have a lot of time to chat with them. However, Mitsuki grabs her son by the arm and drags him towards the nearest dressing room.

"Wait here, Izuku," Masaru says, following his son and wife closely; Izuku has the feeling that he's the one who reminds them to behave around other people.

As soon as they're out of sight, his anxiety returns; he's in a place he's never been before and since most of the people there are famous, even Bakugo's parents are recognized and respected in the fashion industry, he feels like he doesn't quite belong.

"Are you one of the models who's gonna pose with us?"

The voice startles him; Izuku flinches, having the weird sensation that he's heard the voice before. But where? When he turns around, thinking the person is clearly making a joke to start a conversation, he gasps, recognizing Todoroki Shoto almost immediately.

He looks hot in the outfit the Bakugos chose for him.

The chuckle dies in his throat when he notices that the lead singer of the Fire and ice band is being completely serious.

His eyes gaze at the actual models briefly, wondering how on earth Todoroki could have mistaken him for one of them. However, he reminds himself that the singer doesn't know that much about the outside world. His abusive father tried to keep them all in the house, so they could dedicate themselves to the band completely. Todoroki and his siblings certainly didn't have a nice childhood.

Izuku is glad Dabi convinced them to fire their own father as the manager's group and finally separate themselves from him.

"No, I'm not," he mumbles after a few seconds. "I'm just here to... watch?"

Gods, he's so awkward, but at least he's not freaking out in front of Todoroki.

"I'm here... Well, me and my siblings are here because that will piss off our old man," the singer admits and no, he's not joking in the slightest. Izuku has the sad feeling that he doesn't do that often, maybe he's not even used to it. "This magazine often criticized his methods. They said he exploited us, which was completely true."

Blinking in surprise, Izuku wonders if Todoroki is always that sincere around everyone because he probably doesn't know how to do small talk or it's just this time.

"I'm happy for you then," he mumbles, smiling at the singer and earning a quick and soft smile back. "My father was never good to my mother or me, but he abandoned us. I think we're better without him."

"Trust me, you are better like this. My family wasn't that fortunate, he stayed with us."

Izuku knows he's being honest and his words are not a joke, but he can't help but chuckle, prompting Todoroki to quirk his brows at him in confusion and surprise.

"I didn't mean to laugh, I'm sorry, I truly am. It's just... I can't help but think how ridiculous I was for believing the worst thing that could happen to someone was having one their parents abandon them because they don't love them enough or at all. I know better now, but I apologize, I'm aware it's not funny."

"No, you're right, it is funny." Todoroki says after a while, chuckling as well, making a few staff members stop what they're doing to stare at him in shock.

Izuku smiles back, knowing his therapist would be so disappointed.

"Come with me, I'll introduce you to my siblings."

"O-Okay."

He knows any girl in his University would be willing to die to trade places with him. He looks around, not knowing where the other Pro heroes members are and when Bakugo would come back. Well, the place is not that big... he can look for him or any other of the band's members later.

***

"This is my friend..."

"Midoriya Izuku. It's a pleasure to meet you all!" He tries not to look too amused by Todoroki's blush when he realizes he just introduced him as his friend without even knowing his name.

It's fine, he understands the confusion, considering he probably doesn't get out often and his father didn't allow him to interact with people his own age when he was young.

Fuyumi is the nicest one, although all of them seem to be good people, even Dabi, who looks like the perfect dream of all the fans whose type is bad boys. Izuku gets why so many of his classmates are so obsessed with him.

Natsuo narrows his eyes at him, but he doesn't seem irritated or angry, only a bit confused.

"Your face is familiar. Are you sure we haven't met you before?"

"Pretty sure," Izuku mumbles, quite flustered. "I'm just a college student."

"Wait a minute," Dabi has to lean a bit because he's taller than Izuku (everyone there seems to be taller than him actually). "Aren't you Dynamight's little muse?"

Has everyone looked at that tweet and the picture of him Bakugo posted on his Instagram now or what?

This is not good.

"Well, not exact-"

"Yes, he's my muse. Mine. So all of you better back the fuck off! Especially you, Half and half!"

"Don't be rude!" Izuku scolds him before turning around and apologizing to the Todoroki siblings on Bakugo's behalf. But the blond is already taking him in his arms and carrying him away from them. "I'm truly sorry!"

"It's okay. I see you soon, Midoriya!"

"No, you won't, Half and half!"

"Kacchan, come on!"

***

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"You're blushing, brat? I haven't seen you do that in a while..."

"SHUT UP!"

A growl finally wakes him up completely and, for a moment, the fact that he finds himself on a bed, attached to some sort of IV fluids, that go directly into the vein in his arm, make him feel some sort of unease.

Are they sedating me? What part of the facility is this?

With a gasp, Izuku sits on the bed and tries to take the IV off, but a gentle hand stops him. Then, when a very protective burnt caramel scent fills his nostrils, he remembers what happened the other night.

"Easy, Izuku. You're safe. I won't let anything happen to you, I swear."

As his eyes finally adjust to the lights, and he meets a pair of worried and yet gentle eyes, he sighs in relief.

The nightmare is over.

"Kacchan, I'm glad you're still here."

"I'm not going anywhere, nerd."

"Oh, Izuku! We're so glad you're alright! We've been so worried about you!"

Finally, the omega notices the couple at the entrance of the room; Mitsuki rushes to his side, despite Dynamight huffing at her, and reminding her to be careful around Izuku.

Masaru walks inside carefully, smiling at the omega with so much kindness, Izuku can't help but tear up a bit.

"You were worried?"

"Of course! This brat here told us from the moment he located your apartment. He's been giving us updates since he started the investigation."

"We've been praying for you to come back safely. I'm glad our prayers were heard." Masaru adds, sitting on a chair next to the bed as Mitsuki gets even closer.

"I'm so sorry about Inko. We miss her too."

That's when Izuku starts sobbing, he doesn't want to make a scene or make them feel uncomfortable, but he can't stop.

"I miss her so much, auntie!"

"I know, I know," Mitsuki nods sympathetically before giving him a hug.

"Careful, old hag!"

She flips him off before Masaru gets closer too, only to give the omega a hug as well.

He now remembers how these people always made him feel at home when he was just a pup; they were so kind to him and seemed to approve of his friendship with little Katsuki.

He's missed this sensation of belonging for a while now.

"Can you let him breathe?"

"It's alright, Kacchan. I'm fine!"

The Bakugos take a few steps back then, to give him some space, but Mitsuki keeps holding his hand. Katsuki does his best to look annoyed, but the omega can tell he's pleased at the sight.

The pretty omega comes back with the doctor. She starts reading out loud some of the mediation he has to take for a while, and how many days he has to rest in order to recover completely.

Behind the doctor, the assistant is saying "Hi" at the Bakugos and smiling at them with an enthusiasm that confuses Izuku and clearly irritates Mitsuki for some reason.

"I'd love to eat some of your delicious food some day, Mitsuki-san! Maybe my boss can take me to your place to have a nice family dinner one of these days."

"One: you're not family. Two: I'm not a bad cook, but my husband takes care of that because he's the best. And Three: shut the hell up because you don't let me listen to the doctor."

The woman is clearly offended and perhaps even mad at Mitsuki, but she keeps smiling and nodding at them.

Masaru looks clearly uncomfortable, but he doesn't apologize on behalf of his wife.

Ignoring the scene behind her, the doctor gives Izuku a new collar that protects his cent glands and a supply of suppressants.

"You'll be able to go back home this afternoon."

The mere mention of the apartment, of having to go back to it, makes Izuku's body grow tense.

That's the place where everything happened; they manged to break in at night and no matter how hard the omega tried to fight and call for help, they completely overpowered him. They were four, very strong alphas against him after all, he knew he wouldn't stand a chance.

His vision turns blurry and he feels exactly like he did the last night his apartment stopped being a safe place for him. It's true, the area surrounding the old building was never that secure, but in all the time his mother and he lived there they were alright.

They used to be happy there.

He's not sure he can call that home anymore, except that he knows he has to go back to it, he has nowhere else to go.

"Midoriya, you have to breathe. Come on."

Is that the doctor? Why he can't see those faces clearly? In fact, he's almost sure they're saying something else, things he cannot focus on.

"Brat, you have to release a calming scent. It's the easiest way. He'll pass out before anyone gets here with the proper medication."

"Deku... Izuku, listen to me... You'll be fine. I promise you."

The moment that caramel scent fills his lungs, everything seems to go back to normal; he can breathe deeply again, and his heart is not beating like his chest is about to explode.

"I'll add some medication for panic attacks." The doctor says, writing something down on her iPad. "I'll call the therapist right away."

A warm hand holds his, and Izuku finds Katsuki red and concerned eyes staring at him already.

"You know you can tell me anything, nerd. What happened?"

"I don't think I'm ready to go back there," he stammers, shaking a bit, prompting Katsuki to intertwine their fingers together.

"I can send him to an omega shelter!" The assistant offers immediately. Mitsuki narrows her eyes at her.

"That'd be great, thank you-"

"It was never my intention to make you go back there, at least not now. You'll be staying with me."

"But Kacchan-"

"You can't do that, boss!" The pretty omega looks visibly upset, although she tries not lose her cool in front of Dynamight's parents. "It'll ruin your current ranking!"

The pro hero freezes, expression turning into a very annoyed one. He turns around slowly to face her, prompting her to smile nervously.

"What do you mean by that?"

"What will people think of you if they find out you're living with a quirkless omega?"

Izuku's eyes burn at those words, she's right, some people won't like it, especially if they think there's something going on between the two. After all those years of being rejected and finding no sign of someone like him to share his life and dreams with, Izuku has officially given up on romance.

"Kacchan, I think it'd be better for me to say somewhere el-"

"You're fucking fired!" Katsuki doesn't even listen to his protest, instead focuses his anger towards the woman in front of him.

"What? I'm just trying to look out for you!" She turns towards the Bakugos for support, but both Dynamight's parents are staring at her in disapproval. Even Masaru is no longer being polite; he shakes his head. "You're making a mistake! Your popularity will sink to the bottom if you keep like this!"

"So be it," Katsuki has the audacity to smirk then. "I don't care what shitty people like you think about me. And I certainly don't want them as my fans."

"Alright, I apologize, I admit I crossed a line there. But It's only because I care about you deeply, Dynamight-san! Listen, what if you all go take a break and I arrange everything for the quirkless omega's release?"

One of Katsuki's eye twitches, and Izuku can tell he's doing everything to calm himself down.

"You no longer work for me."

"What? You can't be serious! You don't want to fire me!" The woman insists, trying to smile at him.

"Go pack your fucking stuff and leave the agency before I go back because I don't want to see your face again. Trust me, after this you're safer far away from me."

She's outright sobbing, but she still sends Izuku a venomous glare from her spot.

"He's probably just pretending to get closer to you, Dynamight-san. He'll cause you nothing but trouble."

The omega gets so worried about Katsuki or his parents believing he'd try to do something like that, that he desperately tries to say something...

Hoever, Mitsuki sits right next to him on the bed, placing a gentle hand on his chest area to softly pushing him back down on the mattress.

"It's okay, we all know you're not trying to trick anyone. We've known you for a while now, Izuku, and we know you have a beautiful heart, just like your mother's."

As tears slide down his cheeks, he nods, looking back at the Bakugos, feeling grateful to have people like them aback in his life.

"Don't make me call security," Dynamight snarls after smelling Izuku's distressed scent. "You're just a civilian now and this is a hospital for pro heroes and their families. So fuck off!"

Finally, the pretty omega leaves, still crying angrily.

"Honestly, good riddance!" Mitsuki says with a relieved grin as the woman disappears from view.

Katsuki nods at this mother.

"I should've fired her a while ago, but I never seemed to have the time. She was already getting on my nerves." He closes the door so no one else gets in before returning to Izuku's side and kneeling next to the bed. "And I'm pretty sure you didn't let any of her words affect you, right, nerd? Because we both know she's full of shit."

The green haired omega blushes when a pair of thumbs start wiping his tears away.

"Are you sure about this, Kacchan?"

"I am," the pro hero answers sincerely before holding one of his hands in both of his. "However, I know you went through a very traumatic experience, and I understand if you don't trust any alpha at the moment."

Izuku wants to tell him he does trust him, but the pro hero continues without making a pause: "I know words don't mean much without proof, and I promise I'll prove it to you eventually, but for now I hope you believe me when I say that I'd rather kill myself than hurting you or even touching you without your consent."

"I know you'll never hurt me, Kacchan."

Katsuki looks at him fondly but also like the omega is crazy for trusting someone just like that.

"But if you'd rather stay anywhere else, I'll respect your decision. Just please let me visit you."

Izuku finally notices that the Bakugos are giving them as much space as possible. They're sitting at the other side of the room, but still staring at their son like they're very proud of him.

"I trust you, Kacchan."

Relieved and hopeful, the alpha smiles at him fully, to the point the omega can notice his dimples; he thought they had disappeared when he was in middle school.

Izuku wishes he didn't look so handsome smiling, however, he knows that's impossible, so he manages to distract himself by thinking about what he's going to do next. He doesn't want to be a bother to him.

"I have plenty of rooms for you to choose," Katsuki is saying now, and the omega has to remind himself he should focus on the present first. "Besides, I bet Radar would gladly bite my dick off if you let her know I'm bothering you in any way."

Who's Radar? Is a hero name? Does another pro hero live with him?

"You're right, brat! She wouldn't hesitate! I'm sure she'll love Izuku as soon as she sees him!" Mitsuki comments then. "Especially after she got so used to his scent. I mean you brought so many of his clothes to your penthouse!"

"I know what you're doing, honey. Please, stop teasing our son."

"You really are no fun, Masaru!"

After glaring at his own mother, the alpha looks back at Izuku with a deep blush radiating from his face to his neck.

"I'm sorry, Deku. I was... really desperate to find you, so I tried to get Radar to help me. That's why I took some of your stuff."

"You don't have to apologize for doing everything you could to find me! You saved me, and I'll always be thankful for that!"

So it seems he also owes Radar too; although her presence in Katsuki's home makes him feel better. That means people won't be talking about him because he already has a mate with a quirk living with him.

He found his perfect mate after all.

"So... when they release you, you'll be coming with me, right?"

"Of course, Kacchan! Thank you for letting me stay with you!"

"You can stay forever if you want."

"Wow, you certainly are bold, brat. You remind me so much of myself when I was your age. You remember, darling?"

Masaru turns red as Katsuki rolls his eyes and makes a puking sound.

"You have done more than enough, now leave us alone!"

Actually, the three Bakugos have to leave the room when the psychologist arrives. He stays an hour with Izuku; the omega can't say much about his days at that place, but he tells him about his mother and how much he misses her.

"It's okay for you not to talk about your experiences in the building they kept you," he says after a while. "And I'm not saying you should force yourself to remember, but when the memories come, along with their respective emotions, try not to shut them down. I know it's going to be difficult and you probably won't succeed in the first few attempts, but you have to try. Because if you let all those things bottle up, it'd be worse when they finally come out."

He reminds the omega to give himself time to mourn his mother and find a different place for her in his life; as positive memories, as a presence that reminds him he's not entirely alone or as someone who never stopped loving him.

"Here's my number. I'll see you next week in my office. Nice to meet you, Midoriya."

As soon as he's gone, and Izuku wipes his own tears away, Katsuki comes back into the room as his parents say goodbye to him and invite him to have dinner with them when he's ready.

"Are you okay, nerd?"

"I'm feeling a lot better, Kacchan."

***

The omega is glad his friend already got some of his clothes at his place, and even more grateful after realizing he brought with him clean ones. A light pink sweater and a pair of jeans that Izuku already missed.

Before Katsuki can stop him, he asks the nurse at the front desk for his hospital bills, but when the man types his name in the system, he tells him that everything has been already paid for.

When he meets Dynamight at the hospital entrance, he's confused and gets even more so when he notices the light blush on the alpha's cheeks.

"A government program for victims or something?"

"Well... yeah, the other omegas will get that, but I... I added your name to my insurance the moment you disappeared."

"You didn't have to!"

"But I wanted to! Now let's not talk about this again. Just get in the car, Deku."

That vehicle looks so expensive that feels wrong to call it just a car. And the building where Katsuki lives is even worse than that.

He wonders about his partner. Will she be okay with having an omega like him in the penthouse? No doubt she won't feel threatened by Izuku, but he wonders what she thinks of quirkless people.

The omega shakes his head scolding himself for that, she's obviously great because Katsuki choose her!

The password to unlock Dynamight's penthouse is: 0715 which is exactly Izuku's birthday; he doesn't point that out because the alpha probably doesn't remember anymore and he doesn't think that matters.

However, when the pro hero tells him the password, he looks at Izuku with curiosity, almost as if he's expecting a reaction from him, but at the same time looking a bit embarrassed about it.

A loud barking distracts him, especially because it's coming from inside the penthouse.

"Yes, Radar. I missed you too. I also brought someone with me."

What? Is Radar a dog?

He gets the confirmation to his questions the moment Dynamight finally opens the door completely and a beautiful German shepherd greets the alpha with a few happy barks and then trots past him before Katsuki can stop her; she almost jumps towards Izuku.

The omega manages to keep his balance though. He smiles in delight at the precious dog in front of him. She's standing on two paws as she places the others over Izuku's chest a few seconds. As she gets down, she starts wagging her tail happily.

Katsuki rolls his eyes, but he's clearly satisfied with the dog's reaction.

"She doesn't trust anyone. Just me and my parents. But you? She loves you already."

He entourages everyone to go inside and after the omega takes his shoes off, he kneels to properly greet Radar.

"You're such a pretty girl! A very good girl!" Izuku says as he places his arms around her soft fur, the dog licks his cheek in response.

His heart melts on the spot.

"I love her too, Kacchan!"

"I know," the alpha says as he watches them with a fond expression on his face before walking into the bathroom to take a shower.

It's not the only bathroom in the house, so Izuku decides to do the same and promises Radar he'd be back as soon as possible.

"I'll make dinner, Deku. A soup sounds good?" The pro hero asks a couple of minutes later, after knocking softly at the other bathroom door.

"Yes, thank you, Kacchan!"

His inner omega purrs in delight; this really feels like home already. Although he knows he should be careful with those kind of thoughts.

***

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"Come in!" He's the first one to recover from the shock. It's nice to see his childhood friend again; he can tell he has changed and has seen it during interviews.

He's a very famous pro hero now, the number one and Izuku knows he's worked hard for it.

"Do you want tea?"

Katsuki sits on the couch and nods; he's wearing casual clothes, which means he probably has time. He's oddly quiet, Izuku knows he has changed, but he doesn't think he has changed that much.

Something must be bothering him.

"So what brings you here?"

Katsuki clears his throat rather loudly and Izuku is glad he's busy in his tiny kitchen at the moment.

"I saw a picture of you on Round Face's Instagram and I... asked her to tell me more about you."

"Round Face?"

"Tch! Uraraka!"

"Oh," Izuku says, chuckling a bit. Now that sounds more like him; giving his friends nicknames.

"Seeing you again made me realize how much I missed you," Katsuki continues, looking down at the tea Izuku hands him. "And I'd like for us to be friends again, if you are okay with it."

Katsuki is sweet now... well, Izuku is sure he always cared, but he hid it better before, behind a lot of anger issues.

He doesn't know if he can survive this Katsuki, but he certainly wants to try.

"I'd love to."

"You're still a crybaby," the pro hero mumbles, but he's smiling softly at Izuku.

Katsuki says he has time so they chat for a while; Izuku surprises himself by telling him about how his mother died and why he chose to move back into her house.

It feels lonely sometimes.

"I'm sorry," Katsuki says, and Izuku can tell he's completely sincere. "Auntie was the best. Always very patient with my stupid ass."

He chuckles again and realizes talking about her doest hurt that much when Katsuki is around.

"She was truly amazing."

They talk about Katsuki's job for a while; Izuku tries and miserably fails not to look too excited about the details the pro hero shares about his missions.

"Still a nerd, huh?" Katsuki chuckles, amused.

"Kacchan!" Izuku pouts, but he doesn't deny it.

"I'll bring you merch next time I pay you a visit."

"Really?"

"Sure, nerd."

Before leaving, Katsuki takes a picture of him while he's distracted.

"No, please!"

"Round Face can't be the only one allowed to have pictures of you," Katsuki mumbles, already smiling down at his own phone. It's probably because Izuku looks ridiculous.

***

Katsuki keeps coming to his house; it's a little bit tricky because his working schedule is messy, but they make it work. Izuku has a regular office job which means he's free every single day after 5 and on weekends.

The first time Katsuki takes a day off, they go to an amusement park, and he buys Izuku a crepe. Despite wearing regular clothes and a baseball cap, some people recognize Katsuki and ask for autographs, but they're mostly respectful and let him alone with Izuku after a while.

Izuku has so much fun that day; Katsuki takes a few pictures of him trying to win an All Might plushie and enjoying his sweet crepe.

He is used to Katsuki taking random pictures of him now; Izuku realized a while ago that it was useless to ask him to stop.

However, this is probably the first time Katsuki pulls him next to him so he can take a picture of the two of them.

Izuku looks pleasantly surprised while the pro hero smirks at the phone camera; he looks amazing as always, and Izuku himself doesn't look that bad so it's alright.

He doesn't think the pictures might be a little bit of a problem until Uraraka calls him a week later.

"Are you dating Bakugo?"

"WHAT?" Izuku squeaks, almost dropping the plate with rice balls he just made.

She didn't even say hello before throwing him a question like that one. He knows he's blushing to the tip of his ears at the moment and is glad she didn't make a video call instead.

"No. We're friends!" He stammers. "Why are you asking that?"

She hums in a way that makes him think she doesn't believe him at all.

"Have you seen his Instagram lately?" She asks suddenly.

"Well... I think he added me, but I'm not usually on social media that much," Izuku admits. He doesn't actually remember when was the last time he uploaded something.

"You should check it out," Uraraka mumbles mysteriously. Maybe she's trying to wake up his curiosity. "Well, I'll call you another day because my patrol just started!"

That's how Izuku ends up on his couch, biting one of the rice balls and scrolling through Dynamight's Instagram.

"Oh, no."

This is probably the reason why his coworkers keep staring at him a lot lately. One of them asked him if he knew Dynamight and Izuku thought they might have seen him picking Izuku up from work once or twice, but this makes a lot of sense now.

Dynamight's public Instagram account is filled with pictures of Izuku. He doesn't even post a lot of himself anymore, only one or two when he wants to announce (and Izuku is sure his PR makes him do that) he is going to a convention or something.

Well... there's also the selfie he took with Izuku when they went to the amusement park.

Now he can see why Uraraka thought they were dating.

Perhaps he should tell Katsuki to write in the description that Izuku is just a friend so his fans don't get any funny ideas about their relationship.

The weird thing is that Izuku looks good in the pictures; he seems relaxed and happy.

He wonders if that's also the reason why Katsuki gets asked a lot about his romantic life lately; Izuku hopes not, because his refusal to talk about it won't help with the rumors either, if there are any.

***

"What are you doing, Kacchan?" Izuku looks down at his lap where Katsuki's head is only to find him taking a selfie.

His thighs can be seen in the picture because he's wearing shorts that day.

"You told me to post more pictures of myself, and that's what I'm doing, nerd," Katsuki smirks mischievously as he opens his Instagram.

"I told you not to post that many pictures of me."

"You'll have to deal with that because I'm not planning to stop anytime soon."

Izuku sighs, although he's not actually mad.

"What if they think–"

"You know I don't give a fuck about what other people think about me," the pro hero cuts him off, narrowing his eyes. "I like posting photos of you and I don't want to stop just because a bunch of people might not like it."

"Alright, Kacchan," Izuku says then. If he doesn't mind, he's fine with it too.

After a couple of seconds, Katsuki rises until he's sitting next to Izuku. He looks worried.

"Unless it bothers you?" He says, rubbing the back of his neck. "I can stop if that's what you want."

Charmed by the way Katsuki cares about his feelings now, the green haired man smiles at him.

"It's okay, Kacchan. I don't mind." He assures him and then, to make him laugh, he adds: "Just try to make me look good."

"You always look beautiful, nerd."

Katsuki is blushing as he says it, and Izuku is too because the pro hero has never called him beautiful before. It makes him feel warm and fuzzy inside.

"Now get ready because Pinky wants to meet you, and she won't leave me alone if I don't do this. Shitty hair and Dunce face will probably be there too."

"You mean your pro hero friends?" Izuku jumps from the couch in a second, already excited.

Katsuki rolls his eyes, clearly irritated.

"Don't look too happy, they're just idiots!"

"They're amazing!" He says out loud, rushing to his bedroom. "I've seen them on the news!"

"Why? Do you usually watch me too?"

"Of course, Kacchan!"

"More than them, right?"

He does, but he's not sure if he should tell him that.

"Izuku!"

"Yes, I do," he admits after a while. Although Katsuki's irritation is kinda amusing to him for some reason.

***

They meet them at the shopping center; Izuku is so excited he beams when the three pro heroes approach them.

"You're even cuter in person!" The young woman with beautiful pink skin rushes towards him and pulls him into a hug like they're best friends already.

"Thanks, Midobro!" Kirishima takes both his hands in his big ones and grins at him as soon as Ashido takes a few steps back. "He never took days off until you appeared!"

"What?" Izuku turns his head around, before Kaminari embraces him too. He already likes them all, they're very friendly. "You didn't take days off?"

Katsuki is already growling at his friends to back off before pulling Izuku closer to himself. When he meets the green haired man's gaze, he shrugs.

"I do now. Don't worry about the past, nerd."

Izuku pouts, realizing that Katsuki might not take care of himself as well as Izuku thought. He had the feeling that his friend was one of those people who overworked themselves, but he didn't think it was that bad.

He still doesn't take more than one day off at a time.

"Why don't you take next weekend off?" Izuku asks him then; he can see the blond already rolling his eyes so he adds: "You can stay with me so we get to spend it together!"

Katsuki's cheeks turn slightly pink before he curses, pulls Izuku into his arms, and rests his head over his shoulder. Izuku has no idea what's going on.

"Are you alright, Kacchan?"

"Yeah..." He assures him, although he doesn't turn his head up. "I'll ask Aizawa."

"Great!"

"Can't believe Mina was right! You really are whipped!"

"Shut up, Dunce face!"

Izuku has so much fun after that. Ashido drags him into a few stores and convinces him to take a couple of clothes for himself.

He keeps telling Katsuki that they pay him well in his job, but the pro hero insists on buying him all the clothes Izuku chose.

"Thanks, Kacchan!"

"You should also put the clothes on when you get back home so your Blasty can see how good you look in them!" Ashido winks at him; she's clearly enjoying herself a lot.

"Pinky..."

"That's a great idea!" Izuku cuts the blond off. "You always had a good taste in clothes! Probably thanks to your parents. You can tell me what combinations look best on me! Would you like that, Kacchan?"

But Katsuki is already sitting on a bench, covering his red face with one hand and groaning like he's being tortured.

Maybe he's tired of spending time with Izuku.

"It's okay if you don't want to! You probably have better things to do!"

"Shut up, nerd," Katsuki narrows his eyes at him, still blushing. "Now we're going to do this whether you like it or not!"

Izuku smiles at him, knowing he's trying to tell him he still wants to spend time with him in his own way.

"Let's go to that other store too!"

This time, Izuku is a bit tired so he sits next to Katsuki and decides to wait for Ashido there. She manages to take Kirishima and Kaminari with her though.

Katsuki and he start talking about their jobs and Izuku probably was more tired than he initially thought because he closes his eyes for what it seems like a second and the next time he opens them he's on Katsuki's lap on the back of Kirishima's SUV.

"It's okay, nerd. We're almost there."

"I took a couple of pictures of you two at the mall!" Ashido says happily, turning around to look at him from one of the front seats. Kirishima chuckles, but he has to keep looking ahead since he's the one driving.

Katsuki grumbles something Izuku can't quite catch before pulling him closer.

"I already sent them to you, Blasty! Don't worry!"

Fortunately, he's completely awake by the time they get home. He thanks Katsuki's friends and promises to hang out with them again soon.

They order takeout and spend the rest of the day inside Izuku's house.

As promised, Izuku puts on the new clothes he bought and shows them to Katsuki.

"Can I take pictures?" The pro hero asks, looking suddenly shy for a moment.

"Of course, Kacchan!"

***

It's not until a few days later that he sees the pictures Katsuki posted on his Instagram account, and that's because a couple of Izuku's coworkers urge him to look at Dynamight's new post.

Intrigued, he immediately opens Instagram and sees the pictures Ashido probably took at the shopping center. They're both distracted, Izuku is clearing talking, and Katsuki is giving him his undivided attention. There's another one of both of them in front of a comic book store; Izuku was rambling about one of his favorite characters then as Katsuki listened to him with a soft smile on his face.

The last one makes him tear up a bit; Izuku is asleep, head on his friend's shoulder and Katsuki has his lips pressed against his curls.

It's a shame he wasn't awake then. He would've liked to feel that kiss.

His heart skips a beat as he finally looks at the caption.

Love of my life.

Izuku manages to call Katsuki even though his hands are trembling; he knows he's on patrol, but Izuku needs to know if it's real or not.

Katsuki answers almost immediately.

"What is it, Izuku? Are you alright?"

The genuine concern in the pro hero's voice makes a few tears slide down his cheeks. He wipes them off with his sleeve.

"I saw the post."

"Oh," Katsuki sounds nervous. "It was... Pinky suggested it, but–"

"Did you mean it?"

"I never say or write anything I don't mean. I'd never joke about something like that," the pro hero mumbles before taking a deep breath. "You are the love of my life, Izuku."

"I feel the same," he starts sobbing. One of his coworkers asks if he's okay and Izuku nods before rushing out of the office.

"Are you at work?"

"Yes, but–"

"I'll be there!"

He ends the call before Izuku can say anything else.

As his heart beats inside his chest like crazy, Izuku gets out of the building.

Time goes surprisingly slow as he waits for Katsuki. The first thing he sees are the explosions in the sky, before pro hero Dynamight lands in front of him.

"Kacchan, I–"

He doesn't give Izuku the opportunity to speak because lips crash against his almost with hunger.

It's an amazing kiss that makes Izuku's toes curl; he regrets that he has to breathe because that means he needs to pull away at some point.

"What about your patrol, Kacchan?"

"Shitty hair is covering me." Katsuki smirks, looking really good in his hero suit. "Izuku, I want to be with you. I want to take you on dates, buy you cute things, make breakfast, lunch and dinner for you, and all that ridiculous stuff couples do."

Izuku chuckles before pulling him down to give him a kiss on the cheek.

"I'd like that too."

"I really need to go back to work, but I promise I'll see you tonight." He says before giving Izuku a kiss that leaves him breathless.

***

Katsuki makes another post that evening; Izuku blushes when he sees a photo of himself wearing the short shorts and the very tight shirt Ashido convinced him to buy.

He's really hot, isn't he? Well, too bad for you because he's already taken, losers! HE'S MINE!

He's officially Dynamight's boyfriend and now all his fans know it too.

Izuku is aware it won't be easy to be in a relationship with a public figure like Katsuki, but he's absolutely worth it.

They'll make it work somehow.

***

It's been like that most of the omega's life; he's tried to date alphas, find connection with someone who shares the same excitement as him when it comes to form a family and have pups. But the moment the alphas realize he was born without a quirk, they tell him directly that they don't want to risk it and have children that could end up like him.

However, they usually offer to have a casual relationship with him, but Izuku always turns them down.

A couple of years ago, he got used to the idea that no alpha or beta would want him, so he considered the possibility of dating omegas and finding someone who could be a parent with; they could find a donor and Izuku would be gladly to carry the pup.

However, even the omegas don't want to have quirkless kids; they are on board with the plan, as long as none of the children have Izuku's genes.

That was the third time his heart got shattered, however, he's never given up. He decided to have a child on his own. It doesn't matter how his pup turns, he just wants them to be healthy and give them as much love as his mother gave him when he was young.

Izuku sighs, looking around his room that's actually a prison. Now he won't have that possibility either because his captors want to sell him anyway, but as a companion, not as someone who would ever get married or have pups. Tied to an alpha who only wants sex from him.

However, he hasn't being sold because he's constantly in trouble trying to protect the other omegas around and he ends up with bruises and injuries on his skin after trying to fight with the guards.

So he's been put in isolation for the time being so his injuries heal, and he can look pretty for the buyers.

This is certainly a nightmare that he naively thought didn't exist in the world. However, he's determined not to give up.

He's certain it's nighttime, because the guards move around a lot when there's going to be a change of shifts.

Suddenly, an alarm Izuku has never heard before goes off, and he gets closer to his metal door; he knows he won't get an answer if he asks, and it'll probably be impossible for them to understand him because of the muzzle. It's been a whole day since they put it on him, as a punishment, which is why he hasn't drank water or eaten anything.

He hears he people outside running and screaming ; he just hopes the other omegas are alright, but then, detonations start to be heard in the distance.

Izuku's inner omega makes him start banging against his own door with his hands. He doesn't worry that much about himself at this point, but there are a lot of people who don't deserve to suffer even more.

"Are the others alright? You have to evacuate them!" He yells, but he knows it's useless. He's less than an object to them, they would never listen to him even if they could.

At the other side, he can hear the guards screaming something, they sound scared and worried; something went wrong, but Izuku can't tell what it is. However, the explosions get closer.

He gets ready; he knows that he'd probably die, but if the explosion destroys his door he could have a chance of survival and perhaps manage to get out of there.

"WHERE IS HE?"

A new voice bellows right outside and there's something familiar about it, a voice that he hasn't heard in years.

"DEKU!"

Izuku is not sure how his childhood friend knows he's there; he's actually shocked that the number one pro hero still remembers him, but that doesn't mean he's not absolutely relieved to hear his voice again.

"Kacchan! Here!"

Izuku desperately tries to take the muzzle off, but it's useless, there's a padlock at the back of it.

Katsuki growls again before he knocks the two guards down (or at least the omega hopes that's the case).

"Deku, if you're here, get way from the door. I'll try to only blow up the lock, but the thing might collapse because of the energy of the detonation."

Without hesitation, Izuku retreats to the other side of the room; he hears the small explosion, amazed at the control Katsuki has over his quirk now.

The door almost falls inside the room, but the alpha catches it on time, and like it doesn't weigh a thing, he moves it to the side with ease.

Katsuki has turned into a very tall, and strong alpha during the years they didn't see each other.

When the dust fades, and red eyes meet his, Izuku gets scared of the amount of rage he sees there. Feeling a bit confused, he hears his inner omega purr in response and then he realizes that Katsuki is not angry with him but at what those people did to him.

The alpha's hands are trembling when he crosses the distance between them; he reaches towards Izuku's face, but he doesn't touch it.

"Who did this to you?" He growls as he immediately tries to remove the muzzle. Izuku wasn't exactly tortured when he was there, but he though he'd eventually grow wary of all alphas, however, his inner omega clearly feels safe next to Katsuki. Perhaps it's because he smells familiar, of a time he had no idea that the world could be this cruel. "Don't move, I'll blow up the padlock"

Once again, Izuku is not afraid, he just stays still, hears the tiny explosion and feels completely different as soon as he doesn't have that thing over his mouth.

It's hope. He feels genuinely hopeful again.

"We have to get out of here, I'll deal with the bastards later. Don't worry they won't be able to escape. The place is surrounded by pro heroes."

Izuku nods, fascinated to see his childhood friend as a professional hero.

"Can I touch you?"

"Yes, but I can perfectly walk on my own, if that's what-"

Dynamight doesn't let him finish, neither does he hesitate, he carries the omega in his arms before getting out of there.

The rest of the night feels weird; Izuku seems to have disconnected himself from everything else. His energy has decreased completely and he's barely aware that Katsuki is yelling orders and starts snarling at anyone who gets too close to Izuku, even his coworkers.

"If any of you calls a reporter or gives any of them some sort of information I'll fire you on the spot!"

Izuku, along with the other omegas, is taken to an hospital for pro heroes; he doesn't get it, until he hears Uravity say that they want to keep the identity of the victims a secret.

He's thankful for that, and somewhat relieved, until he remembers that he's also a victim. Even though he doesn't feel like one, because the other omegas suffered more than him, it certainly makes him feel different somehow.

Dynamight doesn't leave his side, only when a doctor asks him to be outside the room to make a physical evaluation. Once it's done, they allow the alpha to walk inside. They tell both of them that a psychologist is going to get there as soon as possible.

"How are the others?" Izuku asks the pro hero, who smiles in return.

"I'd say it's more important for you to focus on yourself, but I know that's useless; you're as selfless as you used to be."

"I'm not-"

"They're fine," Katsuki cuts him off, crossing his arms over his broad chest. "We managed to save them all, the ones in the facility at least."

Izuku sighs, feeling so much better now, despite the minor pain on his face and arms. He knows the ones who got sold before that day are in another place at the moment, but he's glad the others are free now.

"Thank you, Kacchan," the omega smiles, turning his head towards the alpha standing next to his bed.

"It was a group effort, nerd. I was just part of it."

Despite being known for his hunger for praise, Dynamight looks back at the omega with an almost shy expression on his face. His cheeks are slightly pink.

"I can keep an eye on him, boss!" The presences of another person in the room startles Izuku, but he relaxes somewhat when he notices that she's clearly someone who works for Katsuki's agency. She's not a pro hero, but perhaps some sort of assistant.

She's a very pretty omega, who clearly wants the attention of the pro hero, judging by the way she wears her collar; it's a bit open at the front, a clear invitation for the alpha in front of her.

Izuku remembers Katsuki when he was just a pup. He presented first, (apparently is common among prime alphas) and immediately tried to bite little Izuku. He succeeded, but the bite didn't turn into a permanent one because the green haired kid was 3 at the time, and therefore, not technically an omega yet.

His parents punished him accordingly; he couldn't see Izuku for weeks, only during school. And even there he couldn't get too close because the teachers were informed about the incident and kept them apart.

Katsuki finally couldn't stand it anymore and swore he would never bite Izuku without his permission and after courting him properly. He even apologized to his little friend and Inko, and he was so cute he melted everyone's hearts.

Then, Izuku turned out to be quirkless, and despite Katsuki saying he had ruined his perfect plan, he still said he was going to make him his mate anyway.

They fought after that, the little omega didn't like that Katsuki thought he was better than him for having a quirk, but Izuku still wanted to be with him forever (he had no idea what meant to become someone's mate at that age). However, everything changed when Izuku saw him bullying another kid.

He confronted his friend, and said he didn't want to be mates with someone who hurt other people.

Katsuki was so hurt, but he didn't know how to deal with those kind of feelings then, so he turned everything into anger and said he didn't actually want Izuku, that he'd get the perfect mate for himself! Someone with a quirk!

That's when they grew apart. But Izuku can tell he's changed a lot, especially after noticing the people around him stare at him in awe.

He deserves his perfect mate.

"No, I'll stay here."

The beautiful omega grows a bit upset when she realizes the pro hero hasn't looked at her once.

"But you must be tired, Dynamight-san!" The girl insists, getting closer to him. She's batting her long eyelashes at him.

"She's right, Kacchan. You need to rest. If you don't have anything else to do here, then go back home! I'll be fine."

"There are a few things I have to sort out."

"Then go grab a coffee or something. Actually, I can stay here alone, no need for any of you to take care of me."

The pretty omega likes the second idea better and she tentatively tries to grab the alpha's arm, but he turns around to glare at her.

"You know I don't like to be touched."

"Oh, yeah! Sorry, my bad!" She apologizes. "But we can still go get something to eat."

"I'm not hungry, I want to stay with Izuku."

Katsuki then gets closer to the bed and offers the green haired omega some water; he helps him drink it despite Izuku telling him he can do it himself.

The look the omega throws at him over the pro hero's shoulder makes him realize that the woman doesn't like him at all. He'd like to tell her she has nothing to worry about, but he's really tired at the moment. She'll figure it out herself.

He has a more important question to ask. Well, maybe a couple.

"How did you know I was there? How did you find them?"

The omega regrets both of those immediately, because they make Katsuki incredibly sad; he starts tearing up, Izuku just saw him cry once, when his mother and him moved out of their old house.

"Izuku, please, please... You have to believe me when I say this: I am not the piece of shit I was when we were children. You deserved a better friend. I just... I'm truly sorry and I hope one day you can forgive me for everything I did."

"Kacchan, I forgave you a long time ago!"

Still tearing up, the alpha collapses on the chair next to the bed and leans closer to pull him into his arms. A bit confused, because Katsuki just said he didn't like physical contact, he hesitates, but when he realizes that the alpha probably needs it, he hugs him back.

The alpha doesn't stop touching him, he leans even more to rest his head over Izuku's chest. The omega runs his fingers through his spiky hair, thinking that the position must be killing Katsuki's back.

It's amazing how safe Izuku feels next to him considering he's a very powerful alpha, and the fact that he spent a month in a place where alphas took advantage of their own strength to control omegas.

"That still doesn't answer my question, Kacchan," he whispers softly, still stroking the blond's hair.

"I went to apologize, when I finally grew a pair and knew what was the right thing to do, I looked for your Mom at the address my old hag had, bu then I found out she wasn't... there anymore and that you owned the apartment. But when I got there I found it completely destroyed and your All Might collection on the floor. That's when I knew something was not right. I can't believe you're still a nerd, by the way."

Despite relieving painful memories, Izuku can't help but chuckle at that.

"I bet you still are a nerd too, Kacchan."

"Damn right I am!" Katsuki lifts his head so he can wipe the tears from Izuku's face with his thumbs. "I started looking for you, and by doing that I stumbled upon these assholes, and I got even more scared for you when I realized that they sold omegas. I... did everything I could to find you as soon as possible because I knew that if they had already given you to an alpha, it'd be more difficult for me to search for you. I'm sorry it took me so long, Izuku!"

That's when the omega finally notices the shadows under the alpha's eyes; he's truly exhausted.

"I bet you didn't sleep much," Izuku scolds him gently. "It's alright, Kacchan. You found me and all those omegas and that's all that matters."

"Can we stay together from now on, Izuku?"

"Of course, Kacchan," he smiles back, trying to calm his inner omega down. Fortunately, he has very clear that he's not a desirable omega to start a family with. "You'll always be my friend."

"Right... friend."

A couple of minutes later, the pro hero falls asleep, with his head over the omega's chest and immediately starts purring.

The loud sounds bring a couple of nurses to the room and finally the doctor, whose eye twitches in a very exasperated way.

"Do you want me to kick him out of here, Midoriya? It'd be my pleasure!"

Izuku thanks her for worrying about him, but the omega assures her that he's completely fine.

Besides, he likes Katsuki's burnt caramel scent.

"Let him sleep, I'm fine," he says. "He saved me, it's the least I can do for him."

The doctor rolls her eyes, but she gives in.

"I'll check on the others and come back in an hour. If he's still there, pressing down your lungs, I'll grab him by the collar and drag him out of here if I have to."

"Understood!" Izuku chuckles, feeling a lot better despite everything that has happened.

He makes a mental note to wake Katsuki up in a few minutes, but he falls asleep right away.

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