Sasara was a little clingy as the morning went on. Sakaki secretly did not mind. Her omega side welcomed the cuddling and affection from the other omega. Both gave off soothing pheromones for one another. Though poor Kirishima had looked a little unsure. Clearly he wanted to try and help too. But being an alpha he seemed worried that he may over step or do something to make things worse as the two women cuddled together on the couch. Bakugou had been busy in the kitchen cooking all sorts of things. What exactly it was she was not sure. From their spot on the couch neither woman could see what Bakugou was doing in the kitchen. But that did not stop the warm smells that quickly started to come from the kitchen.
"Ei you may as well just sit down with us. Your pacing is getting on my nerves," Sakai finally spoke up. She was more than aware that the large red head was pacing behind them. And it was annoying the dark haired woman. She could hear the man's foot steps stop.
"Are you sure?" He has asked so softly Sakaki almost did not hear it. The way Sasara was cranking her head to look back confused it seemed the other woman had missed some of the comment.
"Yes. Don't worry you big idiot," Sakaki said with a roll of her eyes. Although she called him an idiot there was no bite to her words. She had not meant it in a bad way.
Slowly Kirishima made his way around the couch. Moving slowly as if the two women were wild animals he was scared that would bolt off if he moved too quickly. Slowly the large man lowered himself to sit beside Sasara. That placed the light haired woman between them. Sakaki had no issues removing her arm and softly pushing the woman towards her alpha. Kirishima could now take over comforting her friend. And although she slightly wished to lean in and continue to cuddle, she sat up straight as she watched Bakugou walk into the living room and aproached them. A loaded plate in each hand. He offered Sasara one plate and Sakaki the other before he turned and retreated to the kitchen only to repeat with two more plates. One he handed to Kirishima while he continued to hold onto the other.
Sakaki had to admit she was a little surprised. With how much of a clean freak Bakugou was, she never expected the blonde would let them eat in the living room. And yet here they were. Herself, Sasara and Kirishima on one couch, while Bakugou was in his personal chair. Each one had a plate of food in their lap. Kirishima had his plate carefully balanced in his lap while one arm was wrapped around Sasara's shoulders as she held her plate in one hand and her chopsticks in the other. Sakaki was holding her place in one hand and chopsticks in the other just like Sasara was.
"Thanks Katsuki," Sakaki had called out as she glanced up at the blonde as he sat in his chair about to shovel the first mouthful of food into his mouth. But hearing her use his first name had him pause and those ruby red eyes darted over to her taking in her appearance quickly before he simply grunted at her and proceeded to stuff his mouthful into his mouth. That had been more than enough to tell Bakugou everything he felt he needed to know. She did not use his first name outside of the bedroom.
They ate in silence for once, which was also a rather odd thing since Sakaki wasn't even sure the last time Bakugou had gone so long with yelling a single word. Honestly she almost contemplated if the man was going to self destruct if he didn't get all his anger out. And yet somehow the blonde had remained silent. Even as Kirishima grabbed up the dirty dishes and started washing them. Bakugou had remained silent till Kirishima was done. Suddenly the blonde was jumping to his feet. That drew Sakaki and Sasara's attention.
He glanced down at the dark haired woman. As he stood in front of her. She had picked her head up to look at him with a slight tilt of her head. A silent way for her to ask him what he was doing.
"Get up," Bakugou had said, for once it had not sounded like a growl. Though it still sounded like an order.
"Huh? What's up?" She asked as she did as he told her and she stood up as he told her to.
"Come on. We are running to your place," he had said simply with only that simple explanation as he turned and started to head towards the door. Sakaki and Sasara shared a look before Sakai shrugged her shoulders and quickly started to trot after the blonde. What exactly he was planning she had no idea. But it seemed she would find out. Silently she simply followed the currently silent blonde towards the front door. As she walked past the kitchen she flashed Kirishima an arched bow in a silent question as if he may somehow be able to read his best friend's mind. But all she got was a shrugged shoulders from the large red head. Seemed he had no idea what was going on either. And so she just followed the blonde as he grabbed his car eyes and slipped his shoes on before walking out the door leaving the woman to scramble to get her shoes on and follow after him.
Sakaki had quickly caught up with Bakugou but only after he was already sitting in the driver seat of his car. Yet he still never yelled at her even as she climbed into the passenger seat and clipped up her seatbelt. Once again Bakugou had remained completely silent, though the near white knuckle hold he had on the steering wheel was the only indicator that he was truly bottling up his emotions at that very moment. Not wanting to risk being the reason he blows up now she bit her tongue. Any other day she would have loved the idea of poking the bear till he blew up, rather literally with those sparking hands of his. But today she did not have the emotional energy to do it.
She remained quiet even as they pulled up to the front of her apartment building and she watched as Bakugou cut the engine to his car. She crawled out of the car silently and was not surprised when Bakugou had joined her. He silently let her lead this time as she walked into the old little building. Instead of taking the elevator though she headed for the stairs. She didn't want to wait for it, the stairs would be faster for them both. It was easy to start nearly jogging up the stairs. Bakugou had effortlessly kept up with her as she jogged up the stairs before she reached her floor and started to pull her keys out. With the door unlocked she stepped into her tiny shoe box apartment. Slipping her sneakers off she slipped her slippers on and started into the apartment leaving Bakugou to decide what he wanted to do.
"Alright so you brought me home. Are you going to tell me why?" She asked turning to arch a brow at the blonde as he followed her into her little home. She watched as the blonde suddenly seemed to be more interested in her apartment than her. She could see his hands flexing and twitching. Was he nervous? Or was he angry and trying not to take his anger out on her? Both seemed to be valid options.
"Go get changed. Get into whatever makes you comfortable. Do whatever makes you happy. You're staying home, I expect you to nest," Bakugou said, still not actually doing much more than simply glance at her. She was pretty sure she was watching his ears turn pink a little. Oh she may have been wrong. Maybe he was embarrassed, not nervous or angry. Big bad alpha Bakugou Katsuki was embarrassed about talking about omega emotions and nesting. But at least he had the common sense to know that in her current emotional state nesting was what her omega was nearly begging for. To get some were safe, somewhere comforting both physically and emotionally, to build a nest and to try and calm her upset omega side.
"I am fine I do not need to nest or anything," She said simply as she watched his lips press into a firm line. It seemed that was not what he wanted to hear.
"You can say that all you want but your scent is still slightly sour. You were not only attacked by a raging alpha, but you also were then abused by the people who should have been helpful. Instead they shamed you. It pisses me off," The last sentence was a complete growl but it was clearly not her that he was pissed off with. It seemed that he not only wanted her to nest for her own emotional comfort but making her feel better was a need his alpha had.
She walked over, gently took his right hand and gently started to tug him towards her. She did not say a thing even when he had given her a look that almost made her laugh. It was hard not to suddenly break the seriousness and laugh when the blonde had given her a look that had appeared to be a mix of constipated and unsure. His own curiosity must have won because he gave in easily with no need to be coaxed as he started to let her lead the way. To where? the only other real room in the house, her bedroom.
"Strip," She said softly the second they were both fully within her small room. Once again she got that hilarious look. And it only grew harder to not laugh as she could not stop the smile from pulling at her lips.
"You told me to get comfortable and nest. I like to be naked in my nest. And I want more of your scent in my nest," She elaborated a little, as her hand was already reaching down and trying to tug his shirt up his body. He had been wearing the shirt and pants on their run. His sweat and scent clung heavily to it. It was perfect, even better than the clothes of his that she was wearing.
"You can keep your boxers," She hummed with a light chuckle as she helped him tug his shirt off before she snatched it and turned away from him. She was now working at tugging the shirt she was wearing up and over her own head. She paused for a second as the scents on the shirt filled her nose. Her scent and his mixed in the shirt. An off burnt wood smell mixed with strawberries and chocolate with an ever so slight sugary smell. Their scents should not have mixed so well and yet they did, at least to her they smelled wonderful together.
With both shirts in hand she was quickly crawling into her bed. The array of pillows and blankets quickly being pushed around and arranged just how she felt they needed to be. The two shirts tucked in along the wall she liked to curl into the most. Her pants were next to come off and join the shirts and blankets in the oddly woven design she was making. Her bra was next off though it was not needed as much for the nest and instead was tossed across the room to land on the floor. She was kneeling in the middle eyeing it up before shuffling behind her quickly reminded her that she was not alone. She had given into her omega enough that she had actually forgotten she had a slight audience.
Bakugou seemed a little unsure and was very carefully shifting his way towards her but also trying to keep a safe distance from her now made nest. At least he had the knowledge to not try and encroach on her nest. Even if she was not in a heat haze she could still lash out at him if he tried to enter without consent. He was standing there just holding the sweat pants he had been wearing. He still looked a little unsure but at least now he wasn't looking nearly constipated.
"Thanks. Come on and get in," She said before hastily reaching over the edge of the nest to snatch his pants and then start weaving the pants into their own spot among her blankets and pillows. Bakugou seemed to hesitate a little at her invitation but watching her seem to grow happy with the nest as she looked around and inspected it must have reassured him because he was slowly and carefully shifting his way into the middle to join her. As he was carefully trying to crawl his way she had already started to curl up with her back against the wall as she watched the large blonde attempt to shuffle his way in and lay among the mass of pillows and blankets. Her hands reached out for him pulling him in exactly where she wanted him. Which was right beside her so she could curl up with him.
Sakaki completely curled right into the man's side. She could feel an arm very slowly and actually hesitantly slip along her body only to pull her in even closer to him. His body was warm, his scent filled her nose. She happily buried her nose into his chest as she tossed one leg over top of his thighs and one of her arms wrapped around his lower torso as she nearly clung to him.
"Thanks. You didn't have to stay. You could have dumped me off and left," She mumbled against his skin. Suddenly calloused fingers were threading through her hair gently. He was nearly petting her, and she nearly purred at the feeling of him running his fingers through her hair.
"It's fine you don't have to thank me," He had answered softly. A quick glance up showed he was just looking up at the ceiling of her room. He seemed once again embarrassed. Or was he unsure? Then again, when was the last time anyone actually thanked Bakugou for something he had actually done on his own? And that the action was actually very thoughtful. It was a very rare side of Bakugou to see that's for sure.
"But I do need to thank you for everything. You pulled the man off of me, you stayed at the station with me, stood up for me, you worried for me and even brought me home to force me to nest because you know I would have stayed at your place. Even though this is what I really needed, what my omega needed," she whispered softly burying her nose against his skin. The hand petting her hair paused for a second as she listed off just some of what he had done for her today. And it was not even noon yet.
"Just shut up. Just go for a nap or something," the blonde grumbled softly but all he got as a reply was a soft kiss against his chest as he watched the woman as her body quickly grew lack. Her breathing grew slow and even. It did not take long before she was sleeping.
Bakugou was not a person to nap in the middle of the day, it would mess up his strict sleep schedule if he did. And yet he remained laying there letting the woman sleep curled up against him. His large hand was softly petting her hair, the rhythmic action was incredibly soothing to his alpha. Or maybe it was the fact that he had taken care of his little omega. His? He had really thought of Sakaki as his. And that had his hands pause. She was not just and yet his alpha screamed she was. And that he needed to care for her.
His anger was still bubbling about everything that had happened. From someone attacking her to the way the officers had tried to blame her for the attack. That pissed him off the most. She had done nothing wrong yet she had been treated as if she had. They treated her almost like a criminal. She was not a victim in their eyes when she should have been. Bakugou wasn't stupid, he was as aware as anyone that there was still a clear different between alphas and omegas and the ways the two classes were clearly treated. But he would never think it would be this bad.
Yet watching and listening to the way both women had reacted while in the apparent after their return, well it seemed the class difference was huge. The way omegas were, or are treated was still clearly an issue. And that realization was not sitting the best with Bakugou. It didn't help him that all he could do was lay there with the woman curled up against him. And Bakugou was not the biggest fan of being left with his thoughts and anger with no outlet.
When exactly his eyelids started to grow heavy and close he was not sure. But he welcomed his brain finally growing quiet as he drifted off to sleep.