Destined

Disclaimer: I do not own My Hero Academia.

Warnings: Angst, Hurt/Comfort, Drama

Pairings: Midoriya x Todoroki, Kirishima x Bakugou, Midoriya x Bakugou

Plot: Kirishima reaches out to Midoriya and Todoroki. Midoriya agrees to help Bakugou.

Alpha/Beta/Omega Dynamics


Ch 01: Outed

Kirishima never sounded like this. So desperate, so unsure.

"You're the only Alpha I know, Midoriya. Please. I don't know what else to do."

Midoriya arched his brow with worry, glancing towards his mate, Todoroki perking his ears towards him and watching him with a concerned expression. "Kirishima, are you sure? It's just...there was never any sign, any hint that his presentation was…" His voice trailed off, his mind reeling. Surely Kirishima was mistaken. Surely he had to be.

"If it's not that, then I don't know what else it could possibly be. He's feverish, he barely responds to me. He's in pain, Midoriya. He's in so much pain…"

Todoroki could barely make out hints of their conversation, tilting one of his ears to the side, searching Midoriya's eyes. "If he needs you, go to him."

Midoriya hesitated still, shaking his head slowly. "He...He's been hiding this since we were kids. He never told me, he never let me close enough to..." His voice trailed off, his thoughts racing. All this time, Bakugou had been hiding himself from Midoriya. All this time, the anger, the distance he kept. Suddenly those years of bullying made sense. He had been desperate for Midoriya not to know, desperate not to show any vulnerability.

"Midoriya, please." Kirishima whispered. "He...he keeps calling out for you. He needs an Alpha to take care of him while he's like this." He paused, his voice trembling. "I know this is a terrible position for me to put you in, that it's too much for me to ask of you. I know how much you love Todoroki." Kirishima's voice cracked, soft sobs muffled through the phone. "Please. Please? You're the only one I can trust..."

Midoriya closed his eyes, exhaling shakily, bowing his head and resting his forehead against his open palm. "Alright. Just. Give me some time to talk things over with Todoroki. I'll call you right back, okay?"

Kirishima was quiet, then said wetly, "Thank you."

Midoriya held the phone to his ear for a moment longer until he heard Kirishima disconnect, letting it fall to the bed and falling back upon the plush comforter, hiding his face with both of his hands.

Beside him, Todoroki lay down as well, resting on his side while hovering over him slightly, reaching over to pet across his chest soothingly. Neither spoke for some time, then Todoroki whispered softly, "Kirishima said he's in heat?"

"Yeah." Midoriya murmured, still in disbelief, a shaky breath escaping him as he rested his hands to the side, one hand reaching up to card through Todoroki's hair affectionately. "Kiri wants me to…" His voice trailed off, and he swallowed thickly. "Our presentations are so rare, he didn't know who else to call…"

Todoroki nodded, considering this. The implications of Kirishima's call, of his request. He cast his eyes across Midoriya's broad shoulders and chest, then asked gingerly, "Do you want to go to him?"

Midoriya arched his brow, his chest twisting, searching his mate's eyes. "I love you, Shouto. I love you so much."

"I know that, Izuku." Todoroki whispered gently, reassuringly, reaching up to pet across his freckled cheek. "Tell me, honestly. Do you want to help Bakugou through his heat? Is that what you feel like you need to do?"

Midoriya's expression was torn, searching Todoroki's two-toned eyes nervously. He knew his mate loved him, he knew Todoroki understood the nature of his relationship with Bakugou. They had been childhood friends who drifted apart, rivals as they grew older, and now years later they barely spoke. Still, despite the distance that had come between them, Midoriya still held Bakugou in his heart. There was a part of him that had always belonged to Bakugou. Always. Despite Midoriya's every effort to snuff those embers out.

"Yes." He whispered, dipping his ears back as he admitted the truth softly, "I want to be there for him. I want to help ease his pain."

Todoroki pet his cheek, searching his eyes, leaning forward and kissing his brow tenderly. Midoriya closed his eyes, shivering and leaning into his touch, tilting his face up so their lips met delicately. The kiss they shared went far beyond any words either could say, Todoroki's eyes shining a bit as he gradually pulled away.

"You promise you will return to me?" Todoroki whispered, soft and unsure, Midoriya's chest twisting at the doubt that had seeped into his typically calm expression.

"I promise." He whispered easily, pressing his forehead to Todoroki's and searching his eyes. "I love you, Shouto. I love you with all my heart."

Todoroki smiled faintly, closing his eyes a bit and resting against Midoriya, sharing his warmth. "I trust you." He whispered, despite the quiver in his voice. "Go to him. He needs you."

Midoriya nodded, giving his mate a soft kiss before pushing himself up from the bed, stepping towards the closet to gather an overnight bag, shoving a few days worth of clothing inside and packing an extra hoodie he'd worn before. If Bakugou was as bad as Kirishima had made it out to be, he would need to nest in an Alpha's scent to stave off the worst of his fever. Midoriya wasn't sure if it would help, but it couldn't hurt to try. He called Kirishima once he had finished packing, then grabbed his wallet and keys and headed towards the front door.

Todoroki watched him quietly, walking him to the door, resting his shoulder against the entryway as Midoriya finished slipping into his shoes and reached for the door handle, pausing and turning back to look at the beta behind him. Todoroki just offered him a gentle smile, nodding his consent once more. Midoriya held his eyes as long as he could before opening the door and stepping out into the dead of night, closing the door quietly behind him.

He barely remembered the drive across the city, his heart hammering in his chest, his thoughts a swarm of uncertainties.

When he reached the house Kirishima shared with Bakugou, he could smell the fever in the air, a tangible, frightening thing that overwhelmed Midoriya's senses, flooding through him like a tidal wave. He barely knocked before Kirishima answered the door, and when the front door opened the smell intensified tenfold, Midoriya inhaling audibly and reaching up to cover his mouth and nose, his throat suddenly dry. How long had it been? How many years had Bakugou been on suppressants? How long had it been since he'd experienced a heat?

"Thank you for coming." Kirishima breathed, his eyes and cheeks red from crying, his ears flattened against his skull. Midoriya nodded slowly, letting the bag drop from his shoulder as he kicked off his shoes, allowing Kirishima to lead him through the house to their bedroom, broken sobs sounding from within.

"How long has it been since the fever hit?" Midoriya asked carefully, glancing towards the closed door.

"A day at least." Kirishima whispered back, looking towards the door as well. "At first I thought he was just sick. He's always so stubborn, he didn't want me to fuss over him, and going to the doctor was out of the question." Kirishima crossed his arms over his chest, hugging himself as he added gingerly, "I didn't know...all this time. He never...he never told me."

Midoriya nodded slowly, reaching out and tugging the beta closer, Kirishima letting out a soft whine and nuzzling into his shoulder, his eyes hot and wet. He rubbed along his upper back, his eyes trained on the bedroom door. "Are you certain this is what you want?" He asked, feeling Kirishima nod against his shoulder. "I've never...been with an omega before. I don't know how well I'll be able to control myself once we're alone together…"

"I know. I understand." Kirishima whispered, pressing closer against his chest. "I'm so sorry, Midoriya. I'm so sorry. I don't want you to hate me, I don't want Todo to hate me, I-"

"Shh." Midoriya soothed gently, tilting up Kirishima's face and searching his teary eyes. "He kept this from all of us. You're doing everything you can to take care of him. We both know that."

Kirishima nodded, blinking back tears, stray droplets streaking down his flushed cheeks. "You'll take care of him for me? You'll treat him gently?"

"Yes." Midoriya whispered, "I promise you that. I'll be as gentle as I can be. I just...I wish I could talk to him first…"

Kirishima arched his brow, nodding, his eyes drifting towards the door. "I don't...I haven't been able to speak with him coherently for the past few hours. I don't know how he will respond to you once he realizes you're there."

Midoriya nodded his understanding, squeezing his hand gently, pulling his phone from his pocket and dialing his mate's number. Todoroki answered on the second ring, his calm voice soothing beyond belief to Midoriya's frayed nerves. "Hey baby. Yeah, I'm here." He looked to Kirishima, then asked softly, "Kirishima is pretty torn up. Would it be alright if he came to stay with you while I'm here?"

Kirishima blinked up at Midoriya, arching his brow worriedly, but Midoriya just gave him an understanding smile. Todoroki was quiet for a few moments, then replied softly, "Of course he can stay with me. Is he alright to drive here? Should we call a cab for him?"

"Yeah, I think I'll call a cab, just to be safe." He rubbed Kirishima's shoulder, the beta giving him a grateful, relieved smile, sniffing and wiping his face with the back of his hand, jerking away from the door slightly when Bakugou wailed again.

Todoroki could hear the noise through the phone, inhaling softly. "Izuku, are you certain this is what you want?"

Midoriya closed his eyes, trying to breathe evenly despite the scent of heat thickening the air, swallowing thickly and nodding. "I can do this. I want to do this, for both of their sakes."

Todoroki made a soft sound of understanding, his tone gentle as he replied, "I love you, Izuku. Check in with me when you can."

"I will." He whispered, pressing the phone to the curve of his cheek, thinking of his mate's touch. "I love you too."

Kirishima packed an overnight bag before Midoriya ordered him a cab, and once the taxi drove out of sight Midoriya let out the breath he had been holding since he had first tasted that scent. That myriad of spice and sweetness that filled his senses, overwhelming all thought. He was careful to lock the door before continuing down the hallway, careful as he opened the door to the bedroom and stepped inside into the dark. He could hear Bakugou's desperate sobs, smell his slick, taste it on his tongue. He felt something twist inside of him, some carnal need, some hunger awakening in response to Bakugou's breathy cries. He went to him instantly, crawling into bed beside him, tugging his sweaty frame closer and burying his nose against his damp hair, the omega choking on a low whine and clinging to him desperately.

"Izuku! Izuku, please! I can't-"

Midoriya crooned softly, letting his scent permeate the thick air, Bakugou gasping shakily and whining as he nuzzled into Midoriya's neck, lapping against his glands needily.

"Alpha, Alpha please-" He sobbed, trying desperately to tug Midoriya on top of him, spreading his thighs and arching up against him, tears pouring down his cheeks.

"Shh, Katsuki…" Midoriya whispered, his croons deepening as he shifted between his legs, allowing Bakugou to twine his limbs around him and cling to him desperately, the omega whimpering and rutting against him as much as he could, Midoriya pressing him down into the mattress.

"Please, I need it! I need it!" He choked and keened, his nails biting into Midoriya's shoulders and tugging him closer still. "Want your knot, give me your knot!"

Midoriya inhaled sharply, feeling the tangible waves of lust and need rolling off of Bakugou in increasing waves, moaning and panting softly as Bakugou rutted up against him feverishly, sweat trickling down his skin. He was burning up. "Katsuki you're drenched." Midoriya whispered gruffly, pulling back just enough to meet his hazy eyes. "Let me help you, I need to get you undressed…"

The omega seemed pleased with that, letting out a needy moan and untangling his legs from around Midoriya's waist, his hands petting along his neck and teasing over his scent glands. "Mark me, Alpha. Mark me…"

"Fuck…" Midoriya groaned, shaking his head, trying to clear his thoughts. He knew omegas would say anything during heat, anything to get what they wanted, to fulfill the unquenchable needs ignited within them, to try and quell their fever. It must be excruciating, experiencing such a gnawing, ravenous hunger, to be so desperate for touch, for release. "Katsuki, listen to me. I'm going to help you, okay? Just...let me undress you. I need to cool you down…"

Bakugou whined as his arms were pulled away, Midoriya quickly tugging his sweater up and off overhead, the omega clinging to him again the moment he could. Midoriya lifted himself up and made quick work of Bakugou's sweatpants next, revealing his muscled legs and chiseled thighs, and the unmistakable sticky sheen of slick clinging to his sweaty skin. It smelled warm and delectable, like melted icing on top of a fresh batch of cinnamon rolls in the early morning sun. Midoriya didn't realize what he was doing until he was already doing it, burying his face between Bakugou's thighs and lapping up that sweetness, groaning in satisfaction as Bakugou cried out for him, more slick spilling down his trembling legs.

Midoriya kicked the sheets off the bed, scrambling to unfasten his belt, grunting softly as he licked deeper into Bakugou's wet heat and effectively began fucking him with his tongue. Bakugou gasped and whined desperately, one of his hands tangling in Midoriya's dark hair, the other pressed over his mouth, smearing tears across his face.

"Yes! Yes, please! Please, Alpha! Fuck me!"

Midoriya shivered as he wrapped his fingers around his flush cock, groaning and lapping against Bakugou's lips, finding his clit and rubbing his tongue against the pert nub steadily, fucking into his fist as his growls became rougher, more feral. He could feel a part of himself gaining control, a raw, animalistic part of him desperately clawing to the surface, and it scared him how much he wanted it. How easily he could give in.

This was what Kirishima wanted. Midoriya shivered at that hushed, seductive voice that whispered against the back of his mind, licking his lips as he pulled back from Bakugou's crux, his emerald eyes flashing in the darkness as he looked up the slope of Bakugou's heaving frame. This was what you agreed to. Todoroki knows, he gave you permission. Kirishima practically begged you for it.

"Alpha, Alpha please! I need it! I need your knot!"

He wants it, he's crying out for you so desperately. He needs you inside him, he needs to be knotted, for you to be locked inside him. Give it to him, give him what he wants

He shifted forward in a heartbeat, pressing his hips flush against Bakugou's and sliding his pulsing cock inside, the omega beneath him screaming and clinging to him as Midoriya started to thrust, crushing their lips together in a searing kiss. "Fuck! Fuck!"

"Katsuki!" Midoriya groaned, bucking his hips, his mind hazy, his knot already starting to form. "Fuck, Katsuki. Fuck you feel so good…"

"Yes! Yes, Alpha please! Want your knot! Want it!"

Midoriya inhaled sharply and grabbed Bakugou's hips, lifting him up against him with each thrust, feeling the swell of his knot growing, thickening. Bakugou was ecstatic, keening and arching against the mattress, Midoriya bumping against his cervix with each deep thrust. He panted against Bakugou's neck, kissing over his scent glands and lapping against his fluttering pulse, feeling their bodies aligning, the way Bakugou opened up and welcomed him in, the way his insides tightened and constricted around him, fitting around his knot as if he were made to take it. As if they were meant to be this way all along.

"Pups! Pups!" Bakugou cried, rolling his hips down, trying to lock his ankles but slipping from the sweat clinging to his skin, Midoriya crooning and nipping over his scent glands eagerly.

"Yeah? You want my pups Katsuki? You want me to breed you, baby?"

The omega whined and nodded quickly, panting and watching Midoriya with hazy eyes, his expression twisting as he clenched around the knot threatening to lock inside him. "Want your pups, please Alpha. Give them to me!"

Something snapped like a wire in the back of Midoriya's mind. Like a cable drawn taut then suddenly cut. He growled and clenched his fangs, jerking Bakugou down against him and thrusting his hips forward, his knot finally popping inside, the tip of his tapered cock pressed directly against Bakugou's cervix so the tip jutted just slightly inside, opening the omega up enough that he could cum directly inside of him, right where Bakugou needed him to be. "Fuck, Katsuki! Fuck! Fuck!"

Bakugou cried out in a high keen as he climaxed hard around Midoriya's cock, choking on a sob and clenching around him in pulsing waves, Midoriya biting into his neck roughly as he started to cum. Full-body shudders wracked through him, Bakugou's nails biting into his shoulders deep enough to bleed, the Alpha holding his jaw clenched against Bakugou's gland as he released inside of him over and over, groaning in satisfaction, the omega's clenching effectively milking his cock.

"Alpha…" Bakugou whispered dreamily, whimpering softly when Midoriya finally released his jaw, lapping over the mark he'd made, nuzzling against his fluttering pulse.

"Katsuki…" Midoriya whispered, kissing at his jaw, grunting softly and rolling his hips as he felt his spurs start to release. It was a strange, prickling sensation, the tingling feeling traveling up from his knot through the length of his cock, spurting deep inside of Katsuki's womb as he released another load of cum inside of him. "Oh fuck. Fuck, I didn't-" He growled, chiding himself inwardly as his foggy head cleared and he began to make sense of what happened. "I didn't mean to-" He hid his face against Bakugou's neck, his heart pounding.

Oh god, what have I done?

They were locked together for almost an hour before his knot began to release, and as carefully as he could he withdrew from the trembling omega beneath him, resting against his side, petting his sweaty hair away from his flushed forehead and cheeks. He watched his hazy expressions, the way his eyes never focused for too long, the shaky rise and fall of his breath. He had to be dehydrated by now. He needed to drink something, possibly eat something as well. Midoriya left him just long enough to grab a glass of water before Bakugou was calling out for him again, clinging to him the moment he was back in bed, lapping at his neck gently and nipping at his glands, Midoriya shivering pleasantly.

"Want you." Bakugou mumbled against his neck, Midoriya feeling a fluttering, satisfied sensation twist through him, meeting the omega's eyes as he pulled back a bit.

"Here, drink this." He whispered gently, coaxing him to tilt back his head and guiding the glass to his lips, making sure Bakugou finished the entire glass before allowing the omega to draw closer again. Bakugou purred as he pressed against Midoriya's chest, one of his hands drifting down his taut stomach, his fingers quickly wrapping around the Alpha's sticky cock, beginning to stroke him purposefully. Midoriya inhaled softly, shivering and pushing Bakugou back against the damp sheets, allowing the omega to tease him while he stripped his shirt off overhead and then pulled back just long enough to finish undressing, tugging off his socks and sweats before returning to the omega calling out for him, pressing against him to share his warmth.

"Alpha…" Bakugou whispered softly, wrapping his fingers around Midoriya once again, tugging and stroking until he was throbbing, twitching against his palm. "Want you inside me. Breed me again."

Midoriya arched his brow, searching Bakugou's eyes. He wasn't all there, not the Bakugou that he knew, but there was a glimmer of coherent thought somewhere just beneath the surface. "Katsuki, we can't. What if I get you pregnant, we can't-"

"Want your pups." He murmured sweetly, arching up against Midoriya's chest, lapping at his scent glands again. "Please, Izuku. I want you so much…"

Midoriya's breath hitched, shivering at those words, Bakugou smearing precum down his shaft and teasing his nails across his tapered tip. "Katsuki…"

The omega bit his lip, laying back against the sheets, spreading his legs and tugging Midoriya closer, moaning sweetly as the Alpha gave him his cock. He whined and wrapped his legs around Midoriya's waist tightly, his toes curling as the Alpha soothed his tongue against the fresh mark adorning his shoulder. "Breed me…" He purred, rolling his hips, taking in his cock as deeply as he could. "Breed me, Izuku. Give me your pups."

"Fuck…" Midoriya panted softly, fighting with himself, trembling as he started a slow, languid pace. "Do you really want that? You want to have my pups?"

Bakugou nodded, clinging to his shoulders, kissing at his shoulder sweetly. "I'm yours, Alpha. Make me yours. Fill me with your pups…"

Midoriya shivered pleasantly beneath his touch, growling softly and taking one of Bakugou's hands, kissing at his wrist and palm gently before lacing their fingers together, quickening his pace. "I...I want that too. I've always wanted you, Katsuki. I've wanted to be with you like this for so long…"

Bakugou gasped and cried out desperately as Midoriya started to swell, his knot catching just past his swollen lips, slick pouring down his rosy thighs. "Yes Alpha! Yes! Want your pups!"

"Oh Katsuki...Katsuki…" He moaned and squeezed his fingers tightly, pressing kisses to Bakugou's throat. "I love you, Katsuki. I love you so much…"

"Ah! Ah! Yes!" Bakugou keened, arching his brow as Midoriya slammed his hips forward and locked inside, his cock aligned with his cervix once more, releasing warm jets of cum deep inside his womb, distending the small bump in his lower belly even further than before. "Yes please! Izuku, breed me!"

"Love you, Katsu…" Midoriya purred softly, giving him what he asked for, rolling his hips slowly and arching his back, feeling his spurs start to release. "Fuck yes...fuck…"

Midoriya had never been good at denying someone what they wanted. He wanted to please, wanted to fulfill others desires in any way he could. With Todoroki it was no exception. He doted on his mate, spent as much time with him as he possibly could, gave him what he asked for, what he needed, gladly each and every time.

Bakugou had pushed him away over the years, never asking anything of him, never letting him get too close. Now, having Bakugou call out for him so earnestly, being able to give him what he wanted, fulfill his every need...it quickly sent Midoriya into an early rut.

With Bakugou fully in heat, and Midoriya experiencing a rut in response to his fever, they were locked together for days, learning one another's bodies, experiencing everything they possibly could together, succumbing to bliss over and over again. Bakugou's heat rose and fell in waves, but he was never truly coherent enough for Midoriya to speak with him clearly, and with his rut only spurring him on, he gave in to Bakugou's demands each and every time, filling him with spurs until his tummy was swollen and rounded, fat with his pups.

On the third day, Bakugou seemed a little more like himself, but he was still drifting in and out of his fever. Midoriya tried to talk to him, but it only ended up in Bakugou coaxing him into knotting him again.

On the fourth day, Midoriya finally called Todoroki and Kirishima. The sound of relief in both of their voices soothed Midoriya inexplicably, but there was also that doubt in the back of his mind, that fear that once they realized what he had done they would both be distraught.

Perhaps they had anticipated it? Expected it even? He didn't mention it, he couldn't. Not yet. He still had a few days left to spend with Bakugou before his fever would fully subside.

"I love you, Shouto." Midoriya whispered again, his voice torn, closing his eyes and focusing on the soft, sweet tone of his mate's voice. "I love you, baby. I love you so, so much."

Todoroki hummed and breathed softly against the phone, "I love you too sweetheart. You don't have to sound so upset. I know you want to be here with me. Take care of Bakugou. We'll be together again soon."

Midoriya glanced towards the omega resting peacefully beside him, reaching over and carding his fingers through his blonde locks gently. "Promise me after this, you'll love me still?"

Todoroki's laughter was soft and sweet. "I love you always. From now until the end of time."

Midoriya smiled, leaning into the phone, clinging to his mate's words. "Even longer than the end of time, I will love you endlessly. You are the other half of my soul, Sho."

Todoroki was quiet, sighing softly and whispering back and forth with Kirishima for a few moments before he asked quietly, "Kiri wants to know if you've been able to talk with Bakugou at all. Is he aware of what's happening?"

Midoriya arched his brow, shaking his head slowly. "Honestly, I don't know. He calls out for me, and in the moment it feels like he knows what's happening, it truly feels like he understands that I'm here." He bit his bottom lip, worrying it between his teeth gently. "I just hope that when his fever finally breaks he doesn't hate me for this…"

He heard Kirishima's voice alongside Todoroki's, then he heard the other beta ask worriedly, "He isn't in any pain? Has he...has he asked for me at all?"

Midoriya's stomach twisted, and he replied back gently, "I'm sorry, Kirishima. He hasn't asked for anyone else yet. I promise I'll call you as soon as he's more coherent. I'm sure he will want you to be here."

Kirishima made a soft sound, something between a sigh and a whimper, and Midoriya closed his eyes, rubbing at his temple gingerly. Todoroki's voice teased against his ear a moment later, asking, "You're remembering to hydrate and eat?"

"Yes." Midoriya whispered, smiling at his mate's kind concern. "I love you, Sho."

"I love you too." He whispered back, then after a moment of hesitation he said, "I'm going to watch another movie with Kirishima. Call me if you need anything?"

"I will." When he set his phone aside and turned to curl up against Bakugou, he was surprised to see the red eyes shining up at him were clear. Clearer than he had seen since arriving several days before. Midoriya blinked down at him, carding his fingers through Bakugou's hair again carefully, searching his eyes. "Katsu…?"

The blonde blinked slowly, shifting a little and whining, wincing and making a disgusted face, Midoriya looking down his frame and noting he was curling his toes against the damp sheets. If he was coherent enough to get out of bed, Midoriya might finally be able to change the sheets and get them both into the shower. They were both in desperate need of a thorough washing.

"Deku…?" Bakugou mumbled gruffy, blinking slowly and casting his eyes around his bedroom. "Why…?"

Midoriya hesitated, shifting a little closer, perking his ears up as he looked down at the omega pressed against his side. "You went into heat, Katsuki. Kirishima called me."

"Eiji…?" Bakugou asked carefully, blinking slowly and trying to speak through his muddled thoughts. "I don't…"

"Shh. You're alright." Midoriya whispered, leaning down and nuzzling into Bakugou's hair, releasing his scent, trying to calm the distress he could feel beginning to stir within the tired omega. "I'm here. I've got you. You can relax…" He exhaled softly against his crown, rubbing the back of his skull before cupping his nape. "I'm here for you, Katsuki. You can trust me."

Bakugou blinked slowly, nodding a little and trying to push away from Midoriya's chest, mumbling irritably, "Feels gross…" Midoriya nodded, slipping out of bed and carefully leaning down to scoop Bakugou into his arms, the omega inhaling sharply with surprise and beginning to growl defensively, pushing at Midoriya's chest. "Put me down…"

"Let me help you." Midoriya said gently, padding towards the bathroom, flicking on the light and stepping over to the tub, reaching down carefully and starting to fill the basin with hot water. Bakugou shifted to the lip of the tub, squinting against the light until his eyes adjusted, Midoriya adding some body wash to the water so it bubbled slightly. He was careful, checking the temperature twice before determining it was alright, helping Bakugou settle down into the tub and watching as the omega reclined back against the lip of the basin with a tired sigh.

Midoriya knelt down beside him, turning off the water once the tub was full and watching Bakugou carefully, the blonde dozing lightly in the warm water, bubbles clinging to his chest and shoulders. When he was certain Bakugou was resting, he returned to the bedroom, opening one of the windows to let in some fresh air and quickly stripping the sheets, finding the laundry room and starting a load in the washing machine, grabbing clean sheets and towels from the linen closet along with his duffel from the hall and quickly returning to the bedroom.

He gathered the discarded pillows from the floor, arranging them atop the fresh sheets in something that loosely resembled a nest, tucking blankets here and there before returning to the bathroom to check on Bakugou. He was washing himself slowly, gliding a bar of soap over his arms and down his legs beneath the water, glancing up at Midoriya with a little scowl before the Alpha backed out of the room, biting his bottom lip and pacing lightly, thinking about what he should do. Eventually he wandered to the kitchen, digging through the refrigerator and gathering ingredients for sandwiches. Something simple and light. They hadn't eaten much in the past few days, and he knew part of the reason Bakugou was being so grumpy was because he was tired and had no energy, what must have been in his reserves was undoubtedly completely spent.

He made a platter of sandwiches, then brought the plate to the bedroom, setting it down atop the nearby dresser along with several bottles of water and a couple cans of soda, unsure of what exactly Bakugou would like. He hovered beside the bathroom until he heard the water draining, then he poked his head inside again, padding over to the tub and helping Bakugou to his feet, turning on the shower to help him rinse off the soap suds clinging to his body, his eyes trailing down the notable bump in his lower stomach. He glanced up, meeting Bakugou's eyes, the blonde glancing away with a little frown.

Unsure of what to say, or what that expression meant, Midoriya whispered softly, "I made sandwiches and changed the sheets."

Bakugou hummed softly, taking the towel Midoriya offered him as the Alpha helped him out of the shower, the blonde hesitating just long enough to wrap the towel around his bare frame before he padded out of sight. Midoriya hovered beside the shower for a long moment before stepping in under the spray, washing himself thoroughly albeit quickly, rinsing the shampoo from his hair and sighing contentedly beneath the warm water, his ears tilting towards the sound of Bakugou's voice from the bedroom. He must have called Kirishima.

Midoriya finished his shower, wrapped his towel around his shoulders and stepped back into the bedroom, finding Bakugou was nibbling on one of the sandwiches, a half-empty bottle of water sitting nearby, along with his phone. He had a distant expression, chewing slowly, almost startled when Midoriya stepped closer, tentatively gesturing to the duffel nearby.

"I wasn't sure what would make you feel comfortable, but I brought an extra hoodie for you, in case you wanted something with my scent."

Bakugou met his eyes briefly before glancing away, slowly taking another bite of his sandwich, remaining silent. Midoriya watched him carefully before shifting to grab clean clothes from his bag, quickly getting dressed, grabbing one of the sandwiches for himself and opening a can of soda, sipping at the carbonated drink slowly while hovering near the dresser. He wasn't certain if Bakugou wanted him close.

A few tense minutes passed between them, then finally Bakugou spoke.

"You marked me." He whispered, and it was more of a simple statement than an accusation, no fire behind his words.

Midoriya set his soda and sandwich aside, padding closer to the omega gingerly, sitting down beside him and wringing his hands nervously. "Yeah. Yeah, I did."

"Why?" Bakugou asked softly, his red eyes gradually glancing up to meet his brilliant green. "Did I ask you to?"

Midoriya dipped his ears back a bit, nodding tentatively. "You did." He didn't add to it, leaving the response as simple as he could, not wanting to upset Bakugou or risk making him feel defensive. He didn't want Bakugou to push him away.

I wanted to. I wanted to mark you.

His stomach twisted in anxious knots, a shiver passing through him. The words were caught in his throat.

Bakugou glanced away again, his expression twisting. "I'm sorry."

Midoriya blinked, his eyes widening. He quickly pressed closer, his shoulder brushing against Bakugou's, sharing a hint of his calming scent. "You don't have to apologize. I'm the one who should be apologizing. We didn't discuss it...I never…" He arched his brow, his voice cracking a bit. "Katsuki, you never told me. You never told anyone-"

"I'm sorry." Bakugou whispered again. He was shaking slightly, Midoriya could feel it minutely where they just barely touched. "I'm sorry. I shouldn't have done that. I'm sorry."

Midoriya reached for him slowly, petting from his elbow to his wrist, squeezing gently. He wasn't exactly sure what Bakugou was referring to when he said that, but whatever it was Midoriya didn't like the quiet regret lingering in his tone. "Hey," He tried gently, "You don't have to say you're sorry. We were all just worried about you-"

"I think you should go."

Midoriya was taken back by that, flattening his ears a bit, inhaling against the air quietly. "Your fever isn't gone completely. You'll need me here the next few days-"

"I can handle it." Bakugou cut him off quietly, and Midoriya realized for the first time his ears were flattened as well. "Please, I just…" He tensed when Midoriya pressed closer, inadvertently releasing a distressed scent. "I want to be with Kirishima. Please."

Midoriya frowned lightly, pulling his hand away, backing off and giving Bakugou some space. He was used to this, to Bakugou wanting to keep him at a distance, but he wasn't used to hearing him sound so sad. His chest twisted, tears biting at the corners of his eyes. This wasn't about him, or how he was feeling. This was about Bakugou. He needed to take care of him. "Okay." He said softly, "I'll...I'll go, if that's really what you want me to do."

Bakugou ducked his head a little when Midoriya stood, and the Alpha almost flinched at the wave of distress that rolled off of the omega, sour and bitter all at once.

"I'm sorry." Bakugou said again, barely audible, a high-pitched tremor clinging to the edges of his tone.

Midoriya wasn't sure if he had ever heard Bakugou cry. Not like this.

He fought every instinct inside of him screaming at him to comfort the omega before him, to soothe away his distress, to coax him gently back into bed to spend the rest of his heat together. Bakugou wasn't his. Bakugou wasn't his mate. He didn't want Midoriya to be with him, he wanted Kirishima. He had to go.

He turned and left the bedroom, padding down the hallway and tugging on his shoes beside the front door, his ears ringing as he stepped out into the driveway and quickly went to his car. He closed himself inside, his breathing coming fast and hard, tears streaking down his cheeks the moment he felt safe enough to let go.

Oh no. Oh no, not this. I didn't want this.

He slammed his fist against the steering wheel, choking on a broken sob, his ears flattened against his skull.

He had marked Bakugou without his permission.

He had likely sired several pups as well, pups that they hadn't discussed. That he had no way of knowing if Bakugou truly wanted, now that he was coherent enough to comprehend what they had done.

Kirishima didn't know his mate had been marked by someone else.

Todoroki didn't know that Midoriya had marked Bakugou, that he had bred him for days without his explicit consent.

Panic rang sharp in his ears, his breath coming too quickly. Too rough.

Bakugou was going to have his pups.

"Oh god." Midoriya sobbed, hunching over and hiding his face in his hands. "Oh god. What have I done?"


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