The pan gave a low sizzle as Kirishima tossed the vegetables in, setting the heat from high to medium, he continued to stir the Ingredients together, saturating the bare greens equally with the meat. It's currently 5am right now, and the kitchen has solely became a sanctuary for Kirishima to ponder aimlessly.
Yesterday was truly unprecedented; Kirishima can't help but marvel. Especially since Bakugo instigated the first move, he still remembers the spark traveling up his spine when Bakugo's lips touched his. The feeling of belonging Bakugo's embrace brought him. Kirishima let a silent shriek rip at the memory, fanning invisible sweat with his cladded apron – recalling it always makes him jittery with excitement. Kirishima sautéed the stir-fry with one hand, while the other reached to touch his lips, Bakugo's knot...
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"Oh fuck Kirishima, hah- that was... Fuck." Bakugo abandoned his verbal speech for a kiss. Mashing his lips with Kirishima's bruised one, the alpha groans at the taste of his essence, deepening the kiss to taste more "mmm.." Kirishima whimpers, tugging at the alpha's hair to stop "Baku- hah! Sorry but I need time to uh- Breathe."
"Shit sorry about that…You ok?"
"M' fine, sorry for being bold all of a sudden, I didn't mean to. I was just so lost in the moment that I-"
Bakugo groans, nipping at Kirishima's glands "I said fucking stop that, I don't want any of this omegan courtesy shit when you're with me, got that?" Bakugo glares, awaiting confirmation. When Kirishima sheepishly nods he finally continues "And I hope you realize that I'm courting you now shitty hair, we still have time before heat season and I'm planning to win you over, so shitty thermostat fuckface can just suck Deku's dick and begone."
"Unf... So manly," Kirishima comically sniffs, stifling his suppressed giggles.
"Tch- You bet I am, now can you stand? We need to buy you some scent blockers shitty hair, you smell like sex." Bakugo sniffs his thighs and neck "You smell right to me though, smells like me." He grins, eyes lighting up mischievously "but I'm not about to lose your parent's vote just yet, so stand up. We gotta get you home on time too,"
Kirishima shudders when the alpha nosed his groin, but quickly chuckles, accepting the alpha's offered hand "Their vote won't matter as long as you have my vote alpha,"
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A fizzling hum reached Kirishima's ear, bringing his attention back to the rapidly smoking stir-fry before him "-Oh shit!" he flicked the pan away and turned down the heat to low. Kirishima sighs, to be honest deciding to cook for the alpha was a spur of the moment decision for him- one that occurred in the middle of recapping yesterday's events.
Since the alpha has explicitly confirmed that he was courting him, Kirishima figures he would do the same and court the alpha back. It's a logical approach no? And it also proves equality! Two elements Kirishima knows would impress Bakugo.
Kirishima adds the last most important ingredient to the stir-fry, chilies. And lots of them, he poured a cup of green chilies, a dash of chili sauce, and lastly a pinch of chili powder for an extra kick, he just hopes this will be enough to satiate Bakugo's spice tolerance. When the mix is distinctly fire, Kirishima deemed it done and served it on a plate to cool.
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Kirisihima was in the middle of dressing up when he heard a shrill shriek coming from downstairs. On high alert, he activated his quirk and went down to investigate, making sure to be light on his feet in case the intruder wasn't aware of his presence just yet. There in the kitchen, he saw his mom crouched low, her trembling hands covering her mouth with a pained expression, while his father was beside her, comforting her.
"Mom! What's wrong?? Your face is flushed!"
"Ei, sweetie [cough] Did you cook this?" his mother points to the edible landmine on a plate.
"Y-yeah, is it bad?"
"Sweetie, I'm sweating from one bite! There's too much chili in this, it's not edible." – Perfect. Bakugo would love it.
"Did you make this for us?" his father eyed the meal in disgust.
"Actually no, it's for-" Kirishima stopped himself before Bakugo's name slipped out "Todoroki…" his voice wavered, but thankfully not enough to rouse suspicion.
"Ahh, are you sure Todoroki-kun can handle it?"
"Yes father, I'm sure. His quirk does let him maintain an equilibrium body temperature, so it makes it pretty handy for him to eat spicy food."
"Ah I see. You're getting to know Todoroki-kun well, aren't you? We're glad."
"We're also glad that you've started courting Todoroki back Ei! We knew you two would cave soon," his mother cheerily chimes, apparently recovered from her spicy meltdown.
"T-thank you father, mother, I'm glad you approve." Kirishima feels himself recoil at his words.
A soft knock and a resounding 'good morning' was heard, cueing the bare-chested Kirishima to go back upstairs - chucking his shirt on, he went downstairs to properly greet Todoroki. "Good morning Todoroki-kun, are you ready to go?"
"Morning Kirishima, we'll be going now Kirishima-san." Todoroki bows to his mother and father, and they're off.
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The walk to the train station was deafeningly quiet. Somehow with how much drama transpiring yesterday, Todoroki doesn't have much to say.
"Todoroki? What is it that you want to talk about yesterday?" Kirishima finally addressed the elephant in the room. Todoroki sighed, further edging Kirishima's anxiety "It's no point saying it now, since it already happened. Right?"
"Eh??? Wh-"
"You already told Bakugo about the courting right?" Todoroki reinforced his latter statement "-there's a certain cheeriness to you that wasn't there before, and your fixed scent smells sweeter than usual, you're content."
"I uh- yeah... You got me. He pried it right out of my mouth Todoroki! What was I supposed to do?? Besides it's okay now, he won't blow up at you or anything.. He uh- He reciprocated. Bakugo likes me back," the corner of his lips tipped up – It's always nice to be reminded of that.
"—Oi shitty hair!"
That sounds like Bakugo – Kirishima whipped his head to the direction of the voice, seeing none other than Bakugo himself approaching with a scowl "-Bakugo?! Wh-what are you doing here?? And so early too!"
"Bakugo? Your house is the school's direction is it not?" Todoroki inquired, equally confused as Kirishima is.
"Tch, I figured I'd pick you up shitty hair, since I am courting you." Bakugo gave a sidelong glare at the other alpha "and I got your timetable figured out, now do your hair or we'll be late." Bakugo drags the omega's waist to the direction of the bathroom, with Todoroki following behind awkwardly.
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The train was packed when they got in, as it always is at this time. But somehow, times ten. The boys actually struggled to squeeze through, and was left pinned near the entrance. Air was humid in the train, and bodies were invasive in the cramped space. Kirishima squirmed when a tall man bumped him, forcing him to retract back to the wall. Bakugo sensing the omega's discomfort shielded him from the crowd, arms caging either side of the omega's head as leverage. While Todoroki was left leaning beside Kirishima, facing away from their promiscuous act of Kabedon.
Bakugo stood an inch taller than Kirishima, but the alpha's brute physique makes up for his height, covering Kirishima successfully from other patrons. Trying his best to avoid eye contact, Kirishima turned his gaze down to the alpha's alluring form. Strong taut neck, broad shoulders, toned abs, and down to the well-endowed crotch that has been haunting his mind. – The thought of Bakugo's knot immediately resurfaced, jumpstarting his hormones as a dribble of slick trickle from the thought. Mortified, Kirishima crossed his legs covertly, gazing down to check for visible stains.
"Kirishima…" a soft croon tickled his neck "You're wet, I can smell you." Bakugo whispers, tone seductive as he pressed closer to the omega, frame completely enveloping him from watchful eyes "What are you thinking about?" tender hands cradled his rib.
"Mm, Bakugo…" his hands sheepishly stroked the alpha's sides "I'm sorry, I didn't mean to-" the grip tightens, "No sorry's Kirishima, just talk. Tell me. Are you ok?" Bakugo's tone took a serious turn as a flurry of whispers began to rouse, curious heads searched for the source of sweetness while several others ogled the blonde teen curiously.
"Kirishima?" Todoroki sniffs "Is that… You?"
Bakugo hissed at the alpha, body crowding closer to Kirishima, thoroughly concealing the omega "Fucking fuck off Half 'n' Half." – Kirishima silently whimpered, burrowing his face to Bakugo's chest in hopes the other would swallow him away.
"Kirishima, I will kill anyone that steps a foot near you. But right now, I need you to calm the fuck down, you smell like a rape victim."
Unknowingly pumping distressed pheromones, Kirishima jumps to awareness "Oh crap I'm sorry, fuck. I'm fine; I'm just a bit sidetracked by yesterday's events. Have been since last night…" Kirishima flushed, taking deep breaths to counter the rush of shame.
"Hey." A hand stroked his cheek "It's fine, you're not alone shitty hair. I'm having a hard time not marking you right now," Bakugo pecks his glands, moderately staving off the feral instincts from taking over "but that doesn't mean I can't wait till heat season, I can already imagine the scenarios we'll be in. Can't wait to mark you Kirishima, take you as mine. Gonna make your body accept me and mold you as mine only."
"Unn- Bakugo, Please. Y-you're not helping." Kirishima whines, feeling a gush of slick dribble down his hole, joining the dry patch of slick from before.
"Shit. I'm sorry, here. Lean your head on me," Bakugo guides him to the crook of his neck, his glands emitting a sure scent of comfort that had the omega's tense shoulders loose. Kirishima hummed over the alpha's comforting scent.
Bakugo chuckles, inner alpha preening over his content omega, feeling emboldened, Bakugo pecked a shy kiss to the small short brow- heart warming at the soft croon he received in return.
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The chatter was uplifting in the early tuesday morning, everybody was on their best behavior except for the ones absent. After greeting Uraraka and Iida, Midoriya sat patiently in his seat, waiting for Todoroki to arrive. Flipping through his journals, he recited some noted strategies, as well as preparing graphs on any upcoming tests and quizzes – Heat season would mostly likely be a doozy, and spending it alone takes extra energy to reserve, so Midoriya made sure to finish his duties now to save more leisure time later.
Murmuring his thoughts, Midoriya failed to notice the soft hand on his head "Good morning Midoriya," - At the soft call, he looked up to see the long awaited alpha he's been eager to see "Todoroki-kun! Good morning, how are you today?"
"I'm fine, just a tad bit sleepy. What about you?"
"I'm fine, I'm just-" Midoriya's nose promptly picked up on the subtle smell of arousal coming from the alpha, taking a deep breath the omega discerns the scent to be weirdly sweet… like peaches. It doesn't smell like the musky arousal of an alpha, it smells more like- An omega's arousal…
"Uh- woa. Please excuse me Todoroki-kun." Midoriya pushed the alpha away, heart threatening to jump out his chest at how harsh its beating "M-Midoriya, what's wrong? Are you hurt?" Todoroki tenderly touched the omega's forehead.
A sharp pain shot up Midoriya's abdomen at the touch, the omega keens, distress pheromones threatening to bleed out - he needs alpha, he needs- Todoroki-kun... "No, please. I cant... I need to-" Midoriya saunters to Iida's desk, hands clutched around his stomach with a blanched expression – "Iida-kun..." Midoriya whimpers, limping a little from the throes of pain shooting up his abdomen.
"-Midoriya! Is everything alright??"
"I-I don't know, I just. Can I borrow you?? I'll explain, I just need-" without hesitation, the alpha swept Midoriya in a hug. Shielding the distressed omega in his scent. "It's alright Midoriya, you don't have to explain, I understand. You're our pack omega and I'm here, I'm sure Todoroki will understand."
Midoriya didn't even realize tears were pouring when Iida steered them out of class. From the side, Todoroki observed the burly alpha flee with Midoriya in hand, he was distressed for the omega's health but Midoriya was running away from him...
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Nestled in the nook of UA's hallway, Midoriya finally let the waterworks loose, sobbing and twitching on the alpha's chest. "I can't Iida, I really can't. It hurts so much… why does it hurt this much?"
"Shh... I'm here, it will be fine Midoriya, me and Uraraka-san will be here for you."
Iida was steadily pumping calming pheromones, hoping to see the knotted tension in Midoriya's shoulder loosen, though no matter how thick of a scent he permeates, Midoriya remained stiff in his arms "Midoriya… I need you to relax. What can I do to help you feel better? Tell me,"
"Come closer." Iida did as was told, hunching over Midoriya readily "what is it Midoriya?" – the omega hesitates for a moment, unsure of his decision "I hope Uraraka-san doesn't mind-"
"Uraraka?" Before Iida could finish his sentence, Midoriya latched onto his side fervently, nose hitching closer to the alpha's glands "It's not enough when it's not this close… my instinct cries for Todoroki but I can't bring myself to ask him Iida, not when he's so focused on Kirishima…"
"Ahhh, I think I understand now. Were you hurt because of him?"
"U-un."
"I see… Shall I call Uraraka-san here too?"
"I-it's fine, we can talk later, just stay with me for a bit." Midoriya rubbed his cheek closer to the glands, shoulders finally relaxing at the intense scent of alpha "I hope you don't mind this Iida-kun,"
"It's fine Midoriya, I'll be here when you need me to. That's what friends are for, am I right?" Midoriya chuckles, tightening his grip on the stocky waist "Yeah, Thank you so much for understanding Iida-kun, you're a lifesaver."
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The shill ring of the bell signifies that lunch break has started. Students of UA began to crowd the cafeteria, eager to be first in line.
"What to eat, what to eat~" Kaminari hums.
When Sero and Kaminari were busy being domestic and deciding their shared food, Bakugo was stuck cursing over spicy ramen or spicy curry. Kirishima fidgets beside him "Uh… Bakugo?" Bakugo hm-ed, switching his attention down to the redhead "I uh- I brought you lunch, if you're interested. You don't have to eat it or anything.. We can share it for the four of us, but I'm not sure us three can take it. So I guess I'll just give it to you to bring home if that's okay with you.. I MEAN if you want it, uh…" Kirishima brought his hand to his flushed cheeks, "I'm sorry, never mind, I was being stupid-"
"[Sigh] Stop assuming shit for me hair for brains, I'll take the lunch. And no. I'm not sharing it, if you made it for me then it's mine."
"Ah. You're really taking it?"
"Are you deaf?"
"Pfft, sorry! Here you go," Kirishima shoved the lunchbox to Bakugo "now go find seats, shoo!" Bakugo growls but doesn't talk back, he instead stomped his way to the direction of the seats.
"wOa Kirishimaa, you got Bakugo on a leash!" Sero snickers, "what's the occasion though? Is it his birthday or something?"
"Hm? Haha no, I just wanted to show my affection to him, you know?"
"What????? So you love him??!" Kaminari suddenly intervenes, tray of Ramen and Karaage in hand.
"Yea, I thought it was obvious?"
"It was???!!!"
Sero cradled the blonde carefully, all the while giggling at Kaminari's daftness "Don't mind him Kirishima, he's a bit slow sometimes." Sero pecked the blonde's temple before dragging him to where Bakugo is.
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"Wait, wait, wait. So you're telling me you guys are an item now?!"
"Shut the fuck up zappy, I'm courting him."
"That's basically dating right?"
Sero sighed at the beta, "You're not wrong on some parts Denki, but they're still in what you call, budding romance... Not exactly together but expected to, get me?"
Kaminari gave a pout, arms latching onto Kirishima in an attempt to get some answers "You guys are together right?" – The redhead chuckles, fondly petting the electric blonde hair "I want to," Kirishima can hear Sero chuckle beside him "But with a family like mine, it's important to stick to this courting process, or else I might loose a pack." Kaminari's face dampers "-I know right??? It sucks. But if it puts you at ease, then yes, I totally see us as a couple." Kaminari cheered, fist-pumping the air and yelling the lines of 'OTP, my ship has sailed, suck it!'
"Fucking idiot," Bakugo scoffs before bringing his gaze back to the omega "you mean that shitty hair?" Kirishima gave a sheepish nod, eyes darting everywhere but Bakugo. Bakugo then beckoned Kirishima over "C'mere," the redhead obeys, sidling past Kaminari to sit beside the alpha.
His heart started beating rapidly at the smell of Kirishima's anxiety, feeling the little confidence he has slipping. Bakugo braved himself before it become of, and made the bold move to kiss the omega's lips – A brief but deep interlock that successfully conveyed his need for Kirishima "I see and consider you as my omega already hair for brains, I've made the pact yesterday after all, and I'm sticking to it, I will win you over. I'll give you the freedom and love you deserve as my omega, and I promise to treat you as my equal." The confession was directed as barely a whisper, but to Kirishima it sounded crystal clear, every word sifts through his mind with clarity as it encodes itself onto his memory.
Kirishima simpers when the words sparked a similar feeling that All Might had kindled back then. Hope. He holds it like a lifeline— Enthused for what's to come.
For once Kirishima had made the decision, and it's the decision that he wants.
"Oh. And thank you for the meal, it's fucking delicious." Happy, Kirishima licks his lips - crooning at Bakugo's lingering scent and the stinging heat of- "GEH! IT'S SPICY!!! Bakugo you asshole!" Bakugo snickers from the side.
The blonde ogled the two fondly, happy to see Bakugo and Kirishima finally content, basking in one another's presence like they deserve to.
"Aren't they cute Denki?" Sero cradled his blondie lovingly, chest sturdy against the beta's back.
"Yeah… They sure are. I'm happy for them," Kaminari returns the flurry of kisses from his alpha, smiling & giggling through it.
"Don't you think they look great..? They're like the definition of a perfect couple," Sero chuckles, scenting Kaminari's glands possessively.
Perfect…
Bakugo and Kirishima does look perfect for each other, like they're meant to be.
An Alpha and Omega.
"Yeah, They do…"
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Kaminari doesn't know much when it comes to secondary gender. He is a Beta after all - There's nothing special about his dynamic, therefore there's nothing special about him. He doesn't feel obligated to learn about himself, nor does he care about the other genders… They are essentially just Homo sapiens with heightened senses right? Though somehow evolution skipped out on beta's growth to perfect Alphas and Omegas. At least that's what he thought, and it's not like he minded it or anything, it's just. Sometimes, he felt left out.
He sometimes can't keep up whenever Hanta, Bakugo, and Kirishima talk about dynamic related topics. It's partially his fault though, he does put a blind eye to gender related news, but still. If he were innately alpha or omega, he's pretty sure he'd be more capable to understand certain aspects of their topics more easily, he's positive.
It's just because he's a beta that he cant…
Others also expect him to understand feelings promptly. Well, he thinks others needs to understand that he can't... He's not able to. His senses are weaker than the other dynamics, so of course he would be slower than them. That's a given, He's beta.
Kaminari has agreed to this sad fact a long time ago, had made peace with himself actually— His role is weak and borderline insignificant in society. He almost expects himself to end up with another beta, since that's what usually happens... So when the handsome, tall, and very much alpha Sero came along, Kaminari wasn't 100% sure he would get it. It seems impossible at first, he's aware that alphas prefer the stronger scent of an omega/alpha but still, it doesn't hurt to try right? That's his motto.
And it delivered.
Sero was his, as he was Sero's – and he wouldn't change it for the world, but would Sero?
He tilted his head to the alpha, who took notice and bowed to kiss his glands lovingly—
Would he?