After their headteachers announcement, everyone had been dismissed and headed back to the dorms, most happy about getting time off school. Evidently, there was a bustling excitement among some of the students in class 2-A as they chatted keenly over dinner, conversations loud.

"How long do you think it will be before we got back to normal lessions?" Kirishima chirped to Kaminari, Sero, and Katsuki who were all sat at the table beside Izuku's - of which he was sat quietly at with Uraraka, Iida, and Tsuyu.

"Dunno, but man am I glad we don't have to do lessons!" Sero cheered with his normal smile, Izuku slumping down into his chair even further at their cheerfull voices. Everyone around him was in such a good mood, besides him. And the people he sat with noticed this.

Iida and Uraraka exchanged glances before looking back at Izuku, who was currently pushing rice around with his chopsticks, his left cheek squishing his eye almost shut as he leant of the palm of his hand. Tsu seemed to not want much to do with the omegas sulking, content with the bowl of rice and fish that she had set out in front of her.

There was an eruption of curses from the table beside them as someone had clearly angered the class hothead. Izuku's gaze breifly jumped over to them before falling back down to his food, sadly collecting a bit of rice and shoveing it into his mouth, chewing slowly.

Uraraka sighed loudly as she watched her friends mood only seem to fall throughout the day, the sudden noise slightly catching Tsuyu off gaurd. "Um, Deku?" She said awkwardly, wanting to help with whatever the boys troubles were.

Izuku's looked up from his food as he swollowed the remaining rice as he stuttered a jittery reply. "Y-Yeah?"

"What's going on with you? You've been acting off ever since the announcement this morning." Uraraka's brows knit in concern as Izuku looked down at his food again, body deflating.

"It's nothing, I've just had a lot on my mind so don't waste your time worrying about me." Izuku looked up with a warm, clearly fake, smile on his face as he brushed of the issue. His body seemed to shrink nervously when everyone on the table gave him a strange look, not believing a word he said.

"Midoriya." Iida said, pulling the omega's attention to the navy haired alpha beside him who was doing his normal, robotic hand gestures. "You clearly are not alright, Midoriya, you haven't even touched your food. If something is worrying you then you know me and Uraraka are always here if you someone to talk to."

Izuku smiled again, though thankfully much more genuine this time. "I know, but really, it's nothing that concerns you."

Again, Uraraka and Iida didn't seem to believe him but this time, they had no chance to speak.

"Are you going to eat that? Ribbit." Tsu asked as she pointed a long finger at Izuku's partially untouched array of food. Izuku chuckled lightly as he pushed the food over to her, to which the frog-like girl happily took with a bright smile. "Thank you. And you can always talk to me, too." She said before diving into the food.

"Thank you, Asui." Izuku said, instantly regretting his decision as Tsu croaked back. "It's Tsu."

A gentle silence fell over the table as they listened to the rest of the classes conversations, people finishing off their food. Izuku was still the nervous reck he had been all day, but at least he had a small, genuine tugging at his lips. He couldn't thank his friends enough for their kindness, but could he really talk to them about something so important?

Everyone speedily finished up their food and Jiro and Koda were put on washing up duty. Despite the fact that Koda rarely talked, him and Jiro and formed a good friendship after their exam against Present Mic. Jiro would mainly talk about what music she liked while Koda intrested her with facts and knowledge on animals, even letting her play with the rabbit he kept in his room. Izuku found it adorable how close they were, but Jiro would probably use her earphone jack on him if he said anything.

Izuku had put plenty of thought into what he had been told over dinner, taking every pro and con into consideration and overanalysing every factor. He knew he wouldn't get through this situation without help, and he trusted his friends more than anything, but could he bring himself to actually let the words pass his lips?

Eventually, Izuku had accidentally blurted out to Iida and Uraraka that he needed to talk to them privately when they had all been separated from the rest of their classmates. He had regretted it straight away, but Uraraka had abruptly dragged the two boys up to her room.

And now, that's where they were. It was a rather simple room, with a wooden floor and plain walls, and the bed covered in a pastel pink bedsheet. She was one of few who hadn't gone all out with their room designs. The room was full of the betas scent, thought it wasn't strong and was quickly overpowered by Iida's presence.

Iida and Uraraka were sat on the bed, facing Izuku who was sat on the brunettes desk chair. Uraraka was sat comfortably with her legs crossed and posture relaxed, contrasting harhsly to he alpha beside her who was very tensed for some odd reason - but he was always like that, so it was nothing unexpected. Izuku, on the other hand, was a reck. He could hardly look his friends in the eyes for any longer than a couple seconds and he was constantly fidgeting and fiddling with the rim of his shirt.

Iida was the first to break the short silence, arms crossed and intense gaze trained on the omega. "I'm guessing that you wanted to talk about whatever has been bothering you today, correct?"

"Y-Yeah, I just don't exactly know how to put it into words..." Izuku said shyly as his fingers fiddled and writhed on his lap, eyes lidded as he kept his gaze on the floor, finding that easiest thing to look at. He was lieing, it was easy what he had to say, and he had already gone over the same line hundreds of times in his head. All he had to say was 'I'm an omega' and then the rest would be easy; but when it came down to it, he could barely form a word, let alone a sentence.

Uraraka spoke, trying to comfort Izuku in any way possible. "Deku, if it's too difficult to say then we won't make you—"

"No! I-I mean.." Izuku sighed. "I really need to tell you because I need your help, I can't do this alone..." Izuku looked down in shame, mentally kicking himself as tears threatened to fall from his eyes.

Uraraka flattened out her baggy t-shirt as she left her seat on the bed, walking over to Izuku and kneeling in front of him. Her small hands rested on his thigh as she looked up at him with a warm, friendly expression, eyebrows knit in concern.

"We understand, Deku, you can take as long as he you need to tell us, we'll wait." Her smile was calming and Izuku immediately felt more comfortable. Her gentle expression reminded him that they wouldn't judge him, that without a doubt they will be by his side throughout this.

Uraraka got up from her kneeling position and walked back to the bed as Iida took his turn in speaking, being just as helpful. "Maybe it would be better if we start off with something less direct. Why don't you try telling us what it's about instead of jumping straight into it?"

Izuku looked down in thought. The problem was about him, but that was obvious since he was the the reason they were here to begin with. That left one only thing for him to say, and he hated every letter of it as the words fell off his tongue. "It's about my secondary gender."

"Secondary gender? But you're a beta, what kind of problems could that bring?" Iida looked over the Uraraka, silently asking if there had been some kind of beta thing he was unaware of. She shook her head unknowingly in reply.

"I'm," Izuku fiddled with his freckled fingers again, twisting them around the rim on his plain t-shirt as he looked shyly into Iida's eyes, nervous under the alphas gaze. "not a b-beta."

Izuku's heart was pounding in his chest, his palms sweating uncontrollably as he painfully waited in the silence.

"Are you an omega?" Uraraka raised a brow, not really believing her own words as she tilted her head slightly. Izuku nodded gingerly in reply, viridian hair falling over his face as he starred at his now clasped hands over his lap, cheeks tinting red. He was nervous for their reply, but also embarrassed at what he was telling them. Izuku, a male, was an omega - and an omega that soon would go into heat.

Izuku wasn't even aware that either of his friends had moved until he felt their arms wrapping around him in a tight embrace - or that he was crying until he felt how wet his cheeks had become. His small sobs quickly subsided and his breathing went back to normal as Izuku calmed down. Uraraka and Iida eventually let go of him and returned back to the bed.

"Now you know that..." Izuku said with a shaky voice, inhaling and exhaling deeply before continuing. "There is something else I need to tell you."

"You can tell us anything, Deku." Uraraka said light-heartedly, smiling warmly.

"My heat is due soon and I can't go home because we have to stay in the dorms." The words spilled from the omegas mouth, all his previous worries of them judging him gone and his panic now set back on the original issue. Iida and Uraraka's faces paused, their eyes quickly averting to each other again, looking for help from one another for about the third time that afternoon.

"What are you going to do?" Iida queried, his posture still remaining tense as Uraraka slumped beside him.

"I was planning on just having the heat in the dorms." Izuku noticed how his friends faces instantly showed their concerns over the idea and speedily began to reasure them. "T-The walls in here are scent and sound proof, no one will be able to smell or hear me for the whole week!" He said as he waved his hands around, frantically.

"It is quite risky, there are many alphas in this building that could react to you." Iida said with furrowed brows and a worried expression. He knew that he wouldn't react to Izuku's omegan pheromones, but he couldn't say the same for everyone else in 2-A.

"What other choice do I have?" Izuku looked at his friends in shame. After all, what other choice did he have?