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gglitch1dd · 10 months

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The Contract Pt5

Context: When you broke up with Katsuki, you thought it was the end for you. No marriage. No family. No white picket fence. You had spent so much time on Katsuki and now it all just fell to the wind. But what if a certain green haired hero offered you a contract, offered you the dream life of security and happiness all for the small price of being his wife? Love wasn’t in the plan but maybe it was in the fine print.

Basically: Reader dumps Katsuki and goes for Izuku.

Main Pairing: Midoriya Izuku x Reader

Warning: SMUT, NSFW, SEX! Whatever more words you need to know, Breeding kink (Guys... you should know by now. Its me), MxF, Shower Sex, Slight sub drop, Katsuki being a piece of shit, slight classism and quirk descrimination.

You walked over to the glass sliding door, leaning against it as you watched the view in front of you. Midoriya was in the pool over looking the ocean and all the islands that peaked out from the depths not too far away. It was an Instagram winning view that you couldn’t help but take in yourself. The sun was setting and everything was in a beautiful array of gold, pink and purples. You smiled at the sight of him as he seemed almost peaceful in essence.

The both of you quite literally had to go to the airport after your wedding, which you found the most hilarious thing ever, to walk into the airport in your puffy wedding dress, escorted into the VIP entrance and taking to the private jet in different way. The both of you already had your bags packed and sent to the airport earlier which you found was the best option.

Midoriya clearly did not hesitate one bit to spend on the whole wedding experience. You didn’t even know that the commission allowed him to use a private jet just for your honeymoon. You didn’t want to question it because, getting served champagne and having all the ample leg room was something you were grateful for. Although, much to your confession, all you wanted to do was sleep the moment you were out of that dress which Midoriya shared the sentiment. You both effectively passed out on a bed that was criminally soft for being stuck on a plane.

Next thing you knew it was morning and the both of you were landing at the destination that you had both chosen for you honeymoon. Or at least, this part of it. Midoriya had planned the whole thing, a whole two-week affair of the two of you travelling God knows where, but you were happy to take the break away from everything in Japan.

So the two of you immediately went to check in, and the rest of the day was filled with exploring and strolling nearby where you were staying. Honestly you were glad for the rather calm day that he had planned out for today. Which was how you ended up here, watching him look out at the scenery with his scarred back to you.

Deciding to take a chance, you pushed yourself off the door and carefully walked over to the pool. You carefully moved to slip off the gown you had on that concealed the swimsuit you weren’t entirely sure you wanted to wear today. You were slow as you slipped in, not wanting to rush into the surprisingly warm water. Once you were in, you made your way over to Midoriya. You assumed a place next to him, swimming to put your arms on the edge, resting your head on your hands.

The both of you just existed next to each other for a moment, taking it all in. You let out a stuttered breath, opening your mouth to speak.

“Did we really just do that?” He asked you, a soft disbelieving smile on his face. He didn’t look at you, keeping his eyes on the view.

You looked at him for a moment before letting out a soft amused scoff. “According to the state of Japan.” You answered back.

Midoriya let out a low chuckle at your answer. He looked down at the silver wedding band on his left hand. He wondered how come one object could feel so heavy and yet something so exciting all at the same time. He pulled on a small smile before turning over to you.

“The wedding was beautiful by the way.” You told him with a soft whisper, looking up at him for just a moment, before settling back on the view. “Really it was… it was amazing. I honestly don’t think I deserved so much.”

“You deserved more than that.” You hummed only half believing in it, but giving him a smidge of a smile nonetheless. Midoriya frowned slightly at the look on your face. He could tell it wasn’t full or entirely real or believing of what he had said. Midoriya moved closer to you, placing a hand on your elbow. Slowly you turned to look up at him, putting your arms back in the water. “I’m serious, Y/N.” He told you, his eyebrows furrowed as he looked down at you, his eyes holding nothing but pure honesty.

You looked up at him, your eyes trapped on his, them almost sucking you in entirely. “Your wedding vows… did you mean them?”

Midoriya answered without hesitation. “Of course. Nothing I did yesterday do I regret or lied about.” He answered you back seriously.

You stared up at him. You nodded your head, closing your eyes for a moment. You took a second, before opening your eyes again. You looked back up at him with a small smirk. You leaned forward with a glare up at him. “So you putting your mouth in places that were clearly not where a garter is located wasn’t a lie?”

It took Midoriya a moment before looking away from you with a huge smirk on his face. He let out an amused chuckle in amusement to what you had just asked. He was half hoping you would bring it up again but also a part of him was a bit worried he had stepped a bit too far. However, with the look on your face, he half regretted not doing it earlier. “I have no idea what you are talking about.” He said smugly as he folded his arms over his large chest, his large, scarred hands gripping his biceps.

“Oh? You don’t?” You asked, not believing a single word that came out of his mouth. Midoriya nodded, only affirming what he had just said. You looked him up and down and nodded your head, looking away from him. “Yah, okay.” You stated moving to head towards the steps of the pool. Midoriya quickly put a hand to your elbow, stopping you. You looked down at his hand on you, raising an eyebrow.

Midoriya swallowed before shrugging. “Why don’t you remind me?”

You felt the heat inside your abdomen reignite inside you. It was a dangerous feeling. Something you kept reminding yourself that you couldn’t be feeling. You reminded yourself that every night. You reminded that to yourself everytime you willed yourself not to sink your fingers deep inside you at the thought of them somehow becoming thicker and much more scarred than your own. “Tell me, Izuku…” You started as you moved to walk out of the pool. “Do you have muscle memory?”

Midoriya was stick for a moment, not knowing whether you were being genuine or not. However, when he saw your heated gaze look back at him as you exited one step at a time out of the pool, he knew you were. He didn’t even try to hide it as his eyes looked over your body watching the water droplets on your skin as you exited out the pool. His shameless eyes moved back up to your face. “I would like to think so.” He smirked.

You nodded your head. “Why don’t we test that out, yah?” You offered.

You didn’t bother to look back to check if he was following you back inside, all you knew was that you were heading towards the shower and the sound of wet footsteps followed after you easily. You walked into the master bedroom, not caring of the water you were leaving in your wake as you moved to open the door.

“You know…” You heard his voice start as you moved to turn on the shower. You turned back to look at him as he leaned against the doorway himself. “This does strain our agreement.” He reminded you. “You know… keeping things professional.” He motioned between the two of you.

You stood holding onto the door of the shower as you looked back at him. “I mean… friends can be married and have sex, right?”

Midoriya kicked himself off the doorway, nodding his head along with your statement. “Of course.” He stated it almost as if it was ridiculous that you even asked such a question.

“I… I mean…” You started to realise Midoriya was getting awfully close. “We…” He stood right in front of you, leaning down closer to your face. “We are married.”

“We are.” He breathed out.

You both didn’t say anything, your eyes on his lips and his on yours. “Izuku-”

You didn’t get to finish your statement as Midoriya pulled you against him, wrapping his arm around you and using the other to cup the back of your head and kiss you. You melted against his warm body, the feeling of your body against his made you feel warm as your heart picked up in your chest. Your hands moved over his chest, up his neck to thread through his hair, running through wet tousled green curls. A shiver ran down his spine as your actions pulled a groan out of his chest.

“Y/N.” He moaned against your lips, pushing you into the shower, your back against the wall, with him cornering you in. You ignored the warm water that cascaded down the both of you, only increasing the heat between you and around you.

You whimpered as you felt building need between your legs. It was an aching feeling that you wanted him to solve, that you waned him to get rid of. Your hands clawed at his back, running down scarred skin moving down towards his swimming trunks and pulling at the offending piece of clothing. You finally separated from his lips, gasping for air as you arched your back. You tilted your head up, trying to find fresh air but left out a moan as his mouth moved to suck at your neck. You tugged at his shorts. “Off.” You breathed out. Your hand finding its way to grab onto his hard cock that wasn’t shy of making itself known to you through his shorts.

Midoriya groaned, loving the feeling of your hand moving up and down his clothed cock. Midoriya let out a chuckle at your word. He moved your hand away from his crotch up his abs. As much as he wanted to allow you to feel him to your hearts content, he had a mission to prove. He moved back up to your neck, placing a kiss on a sensitive area making you suck in a breath. “Let me stretch you out first.” He whispered against your skin.

The green haired man moved down to his knees, moving to his hands to the band of the bottoms of your bikini. His green eyes flicked up to you, dark and lidded in lust and yet asking for permission. You smirked and nodded your head. Midoriya let out a breath, fingers gripping your bottoms tighter and pulling them down your legs. Slipping them off of you easily. With your bottoms out of the way, Midoriya was finally left face to face with your sex.

He took a moment, his heart thumping out of his chest as he took you in. He swallowed down hard before flicking his eyes up to you again. Slowly Midoriya moved to take your leg, moving it over onto his shoulder as he moved you closer towards him, not breaking eye contact with you. You felt like you could barely breathe as you looked down at him.

Midoriya moved up, licking up your slit. You felt your thighs shiver with the remembrance of yesterday over that exact same spot. At the stutter in your hips and thighs, he couldn’t help but grin as Midoriya dove in to the beautiful thing that was your sex. His tongue flicked your clit making you whine at the action, a throbbing sensation in your sex. His mouth was heavenly against you, moving to explore and taste every inch of you that you could barely handle yourself.

You were squirming viciously and Midoriya loved to see it. He loved to see you like this, his arm moving to grip you tightly in place, not allowing your hips to escape him at all. With his free hand, Midoriya moved his hand up your thigh to your lips. He pressed inside you, thick fingers bullying their way inside you instantly making you moan. Scarred fingers slowly twisted and fucked into you, opening you up.

It was borderline sinful how good he was making you feel, how much he had you wrapped around his fingers. A groan came out from his chest at the way you squeezed his fingers, your velvety cunt wrapped around his fingers. He loved the feeling of your sex on his fingers. The thought of it wrapped around his cock made him groan against your clit making you gasp.

“Izuku!” You moaned loudly, one hand moving through his dark wet tousled curls. His hair was darker when it was wet and something you found too sexy for words at the sight. “You’re doing so good. Fuck- your… your fingers…” You breathed out, moving your hands up to grab at your breasts, ripping the top of your bikini off of you, throwing it to God knows where. Midoriya smirked as he moved his tongue up to your clit making you shoot up with a squeak as he began to suck and play with his tongue. His fingers curved within you and you instantly felt the coil within you tighten. “OH MY GOD! Right there!” You cried as your hips began to stutter against his face. “Right there, please!” You sounded so desperate almost as if you would have killed for him not to move.

Midoriya nodded, a glint in his eyes, a silent goal of making you cup on his fingers. Midoriya only increased the pace of his fingers, thrusting his fingers in and out of you, hitting that spot inside of you that had you seeing stars. You gasped as you were so close. Your grip on his hair turned harsh. Midoriya only moaned at the slight pain as he curried on his efforts.

From the vibrations of his moan against your clit, your orgasm crashed down on you hard and fast. You were sure you lost feeling to your legs but Midoriya quickly grasped you with two arms, holding you up as you came down hard. You cried out, grinding your crotch against his mouth in pleasure. Midoriya sucked and lapped up every single drop that came out of you. He thought himself in a place akin to heaven. He couldn’t think of being in a place that wasn’t between your thighs right now.

Well… maybe with his cock inside you instead.

Finally you gasped as you finally came down from your high. You leaned your back against the tiles allowing the water to wash down your skin. Without even a second more for you to catch your breath, you found Midoriya stand up and pick you up by your thighs. You let out a surprised shout but quickly wrapped your arms around his neck as you did so.

You moved to kiss him, your hand against his cheek as you kept him as close as possible to you. You straightened up with a gasp as you felt his cock press against your cunt. You looked down at him half lidded in need. Midoriya let out an amused smirk but held you all the same. You nodded your head, holding him tightly. With your go ahead, he guided his cock inside you.

You both moaned at the same time, holding each other tightly as you felt his cock stretch you out. He was much thicker than you thought and it only made you squeeze him tighter. Midoriya moved to kiss your jaw, whispering sweet nothings into your ear to try and get you to loosen up around him. “Such a good girl. Your taking my cock so well. Come on, you can take more can’t you?” You whined as he slowly lowered you down more inches making a shiver run down your back as you grip on him tightened. “There you go. That’s a good girl.” He praised you effortlessly.

The pleasurable burn of your cunt having to stretch around his cock to accommodate him made you moan. Finally he had everything inside you and you took a moment, trying to breathe through it and just enjoy the full feeling. He felt so good inside you, it made you grip onto him tighter. Midoriya had his eyes closed for a moment at the wonderful feeling of your vice of a cunt. You felt like heaven and if he died pushing against your cervix, he wouldn’t mind at all. He gripped you tightly, thick fingers bruising your ass and thighs as he held you up.

You kissed his thick neck, trying to let every freckle you saw on his skin, get touched by your lips. You moved up his neck, against his jaw to his ear. You fiddled with the baby hairs at the base of his neck as you had your lips against his ear. “Izuku… fuck me.” You moved to face him once again, looking down at him as you held onto him. Midoriya looked up into your eyes, his heart beating out of his chest. He nodded his head as he leaned up to kiss. You put your lips against him, wanting the warmth that came with his mouth against yours.

Slowly you felt him move you up and down his cock. You sucked in a breath at the feeling of the head of his cock nudge that spot inside you. Your stuttered breaths were right against his skin making him smirk at your reaction. Slowly he fucked up into you, the warm water cascading down your bodies and between the both of you. You couldn’t help but find the whole scenario heavily erotic.

You gasped as Midoriya slowly increased his pace, fucking up into you. The slap of your bodies against each other made you hold your breath. You wanted to memorise every vein and every curvature of his cock inside you. You didn’t want to lose the feeling of him inside you. He filled you so deliciously that it almost as if you were whole when you were both like this. You were gasping for air as you moaned.

“Fuck, Izuku! Just like that! Harder!” You cried, your eyes closed in pleasure as you moved up and down his cock as best as you could with your legs wrapped around him. Midoriya didn’t hesitated to fuck into you harder, forcing you further down his cock making his cock nudge that spot inside you that made you scream. “IZUKU!” You shouted.

Midoriya was breathless, barely able to think other than moving you up and down his cock. He couldn’t think past the fact that he was balls deep inside you. He groaned at how perfect you felt around him, how perfect you were for him. “Y/N…” He groaned. “You feel so fucking perfect.” His grip on you tightened. “So beautiful. So amazing… Fuck~”

You were practically jumping up and down in his arms on top of his cock. You were so close. So fucking close. You couldn’t breathe with all this hot air around you, your entire existence condensed into this moment. The coil inside you was going to snap and with the way he was fucking you in such earnest you were surprised you hadn’t come yet. “Izuku… inside!” You requested, not wanting him anywhere else. “Cum inside.” You requested.

You didn’t have to tell him twice. Midoriya felt a rush down his spine at the thought of coming inside you. With a thrust down onto his cock you gasped. Your eyes rolled back in pleasure as your thighs shook as ecstasy washed over your body. Your nails dug into his skin as you came around his cock. Midoriya groaned at the delicious feeling of your pussy milking his cock. With a final thrust inside you, keeping the both of you conjoined, he came inside you. Midoriya let out a stuttered moan as he held onto you. You whined at the warm feeling inside you.

Both you and Midoriya held onto each other for dear life not wanting to let go. Midoriya then noticed you weren’t breathing properly. You were gasping for breath. Quickly he switched off the water in the shower and put his back to the wall of the shower, lowering the both of you to the floor. He put his hands to the side of your head, forcing you to look at him. “Breathe for me baby. Breathe for me.” He instructed you. You nodded taking in a deep breath with him, holding it for a few seconds, hiccups stuttering out of your chest, before letting it out. He nodded with an adoring smile letting you breathe. You closed your eyes, leaned to put your head in the crook of his neck, relaxing for a moment in his warm embrace. You held onto him for dear life not wanting to let go. Midoriya wrapped his arms around you, a hand to the back of your head as he kept you right where you needed to be. And that was with him.

You motioned for Angelica-Nina to come towards you. The black fluffy rabbit hopped over to your bedside, jumping up onto the bed. You cooed over to her as she hopped over to you. She snuggled close to you, positioning herself close enough to get pet by you. You chuckled as you pet down her ears, her nose twitching. Midoriya and you were finally back home for another two weeks of staying together in your apartment. Midoriya was enjoying all the time off away from hero work and you were enjoying all the lazy time too. However, Angelica-Nina did not appreciate getting left at home with Inko without the two of you. She had refused to jump into Midoriya’s hands and had down right thumped at the sight of him. It required a lot of attention from Midoriya for her not to be angry at him anymore.

Said bunny hopped on top of you with little hesitation. Midoriya was spooned up behind you. His arms were wrapped around you as you both slept in for the morning. Angelica-Nina however, did not approve of such behaviour. She hopped onto him, moving over close to his face. Suddenly without warning she thumped his cheek.

“Ow.” He let out lowly. He furrowed his eyebrows for a moment before opening one eye. He chuckled and moved to give her one of his hands and scratched by the scruff of her neck. “Good morning to you too, princess.” He smiled up at her. She stopped her little tantrum, feeling content at his touch once more.

You giggled quietly at how much he was such a sucker for his rabbit. She had him wrapped around his little finger and it was down right amusing. He picked her up and put her back on the bed by your side, but continued to pet her ears down. “We should probably get up now, Izuku. It’s nearly eleven.”

Midoriya closed his eyes again but moved to kiss your neck. “Too early.” He groaned out.

You chuckled as you turned your head to face him. “You’ve gotten lazy, Mr Number One.” You tapped his nose.

Midoriya hummed with a tired smirk on his face. “Then let me be lazy.” He mumbled as he moved closer to your lips, placing his own against yours. You smiled into the kiss, putting your hand to cup his cheek. He pushed back into the kiss, shifting to allow you to turn back onto the bed. He kept kissing you, moving to get on top of you. You groaned into the kiss, moving to wrap your arms around his neck. Then you-

Thump.

Both you and Midoriya turned to Angelica-Nina who twitched her nose as she looked at the both of you.

Thump.

Midoriya and you chuckled at her little tantrums. Placing a final kiss to your neck he hummed. “Don’t leave.” He whispered against your skin.

You giggled. “Okay.”

Questioning why he even got a rabbit in the first place, Midoriya got up and out of bed with a bit yawn. He shook his messy curls, before moving over to scoop Angelica-Nina into his arms. “Okay, girl. Your probably hungry, that’s why you have your ears in a twist.” He grumbled. She stayed in his arms, preferring to be carried around like the princess she was treated to be.

You giggled as you watched the two of them leave. You couldn’t stop the smile on your face. Midoriya was often than not now, insatiable when it came to you and you couldn’t help but love the attention. You couldn’t help but indulge him, especially when he looked at you as if you put the sun in the sky and often kissed your skin like you were made of gold and diamonds.

The sound of your phone vibrating brought you back to reality as you looked over to your side table. You picked up your phone to see Denki flashing on the screen. You raised an eyebrow. You leaned back in your warm bed as you answered the video call.

Suddenly the screen of your phone showed the image of one of your best friends, his yellow vivid hair shining in the sunlight as he wore sunglasses and was somewhere you couldn’t recognise. “I got her on!” You heard him shout to someone behind the phone before focusing on you. “You look cosy.”

You chuckled. “Hey, Denks and indeed I am.” You told him honestly with a nod of your head.

“So, how’s life being Mrs Midoriya?” He asked with a smug smirk and a raised eyebrow.

“It’s…” You paused for a second, thinking of an answer. You sighed. “It’s amazing so far.” You told him honestly. “Izuku and I have been enjoying our honeymoon so everything has been great.”

Denki opened his mouth to say swomething but then Mina cut in from the background. “Girl! Remember, you can’t give birth to a honeymoon baby, it’s too soon!”

You felt heat crawl up your neck making you roll your eyes. “Tell Mina that’s not going to happen and not to bud into my sex life.”

“I’m just saying!” You heard her shout. Then you saw the screen changed as the phone was taken away from Denki suddenly making the electric prohero let out a confused shout. Suddenly you found yourself in the hands of Sero Hanta and Mina who sat against him with a coffee in hand. “If you wanna have little green haired babies be my guess, but I aint letting you fall into the endless rabbit hole that is Midoriya Izuku’s sex life.” She lectured you with a knowing nod, her husband nodding his head along with her. “If he still has the same libido as he did end of high school-”

“Which he still does!” You heard Denki shout from somewhere in the background.

Mina motioned to him before looking back down at you. “Good luck.”

You gave her a pointed look before releasing a sigh. “Morning, Hanta.”

“Hola, Y/N.” He raised a hand with a smile. “You both still alive?”

Before you could answer, Midoriya stole your phone earning a gasp from you. He held your phone in his hand as he set down a tray of breakfast in front of you, instantly shifting your attention. “Alive and well, thank you Hanta.” Midoriya responded.

“Oh, its Izuku. Hi Izuku!” Mina waved.

The phone was once again snatched into someone else’s hands. “HEY!” You heard Mina shout.

“Deku.” You paused as you raised your cup of coffee to your mouth at the voice that had just spoken. Midoriya let out an annoyed sigh at the sight of Bakugou Katsuki. Bakugou glared over at Midoriya with a usual scowl on his face. “You didn’t respond to my message.”

“Um… yah.” He said it with an obvious tone. “I’m on my honeymoon, Kacchan.” Midoriya reminded him. “I’m not answering anyone who isn’t my mom, my wife or my lawyers and you don’t fall into any of those categories. I’m hanging up now.”

“Deku! You know that the case is important. You know damn well I’d rather meet without you but…” You could practically hear the pain in his voice of having to need Midoriya for something. “The courts won’t sign off on it without your written consent and approval before next week.”

Midoriya frowned at the mention of what was needed. He let out a sigh as he closed his eyes, moving a hand to his brows for a second. He didn’t want to work right now, not when he was still on leave and would rather spend the time with you. Midoriya thought of a solution, trying to figure out what was the best course of action.

You put down your mug and moved to kneel on the bed next to where Midoriya was so that Bakugou could see your face. “Katsuki.”

Bakugou paused for a second at the sound of you saying his name. “Y/N…” He breathed out.

“Whatever you need, you can come over and get whatever it is signed.” You told him bluntly, before falling back on your ass.

Midoriya turned towards you in surprise for a moment. “But Y/N, I don’t want to do that to you. We’re on leave and-”

You put a hand up. “It’s important Izuku and it isn’t an everyday thing. It won’t last long and then its over and done with.” Midoriya hesitated but you gave him a smile and a nod of your head. “Don’t worry.” You told him softly. “It’s okay.”

The green haired hero was quiet for a moment before turning back to the phone. “Come over at 9 Kacchan and bring Shoto with you.” Not waiting for a response, Midoriya hung up the phone. He looked back over to you as you looked back up at him. He let out a sigh as his shoulders dropped. “I’m sorry, love. I really didn’t want any sort of work during this time.”

You chuckled as you reached up and took his hand in yours. “It’s okay, Izu. Now come on, lets eat some breakfast, okay?”

Midoriya smiled as he leaned forward towards you. “Actually,” Without warning towards you, Midoriya grabbed your legs and pulled you forward towards him making you let out a scream. He put his hands over you in the sheets as he caged you underneath him with a smirk. He put one hand up to your chin, keeping you looking up at him. A smirk pulled to his lips. “I think breakfast is right in front of me.” Midoriya lowers his lips down to your neck making you giggle.

“Izuku,” You ran a hand through his curly hair, keeping your hands on him. “I mean actually breakfast.” You point out, ignoring the building feeling in your abdomen.

He looked up at you with a furrowed eyebrows as he seemed downright offended. “Don’t judge my breakfast.” He frowned with a low grumble.

Bakugou looked around the apartment with a raised eyebrow as he looked at your new home with Midoriya. You and Midoriya had been living here before you got married for around three months but still Bakugou could tell the new apartment smell when he saw it. That and he was never invited in so it wasn’t much a surprise. Midoriya stood in front of the group of three men with his hands in the pockets of his sweatpants with a gentle smile on his face. “Welcome.” He said with a relaxed smile.

Kirishima easily got distracted by the bunny on the couch that seemed rather indifferent about his presence or the other two new presence in the room. Bakugou glanced over at his boyfriend’s tilted head as he watched the bunny chew on a piece of parsley. He rolled his eyes with a soft amused scoff before looking back at Midoriya. He raised an eyebrow unimpressed at Midoriya’s attire. “Looking rather casual, don’t you think Deku?”

Midoriya let out a soft sigh. “I’m on leave, Kacchan and this is my home. I should be bothered by you just being here.”

Bakugou opened his mouth to speak but was interrupted the large redhead in the room. “Thank you for allowing us to come here, Izuku.” He stated as he looked over to Midoriya.

Shoto hummed with a nod of his head, not looking around all that much as he had been in the apartment before unlike the other two. “I apologise for interrupting your leave. If there was another way of going around it, I would make sure we went that way, but the government is pretty strict on such cases.” He explained monotonously.

Midoriya gave Shoto a smiled. “I am aware, Shoto. It’s alright.” Midoriya then flicked his gaze over to Kirishima, his warmer expression slipping as he looked rather indifferent towards the redhead. Kirishima picked up on it instantly. He could feel the way Midoriya went colder at the sight of him. “It was my wife who decided that you all could come here, Eijiro. I just allowed it.” He explained. He motioned for them all to follow him to his study.

Bakugou set his eyes on Midoriya, as he followed the Number One hero. “Sounds rather controlling.” He let out lowly as he looked around the hallway as they followed him.

Midoriya glanced back at him. “Y/N and I co-own this apartment. I can decide who enters and so can my wife.” He explained. He opened the door to his study and walked inside, leading the other three men in.

Midoriya easily cut to the chase and the four of them quickly got into a discussion of the case they were working on. It was a bit of an ugly case, a villain who had done more than a few unsavoury things and had murdered enough people for the state to want justice. He was defeated by the heroes and easily put into Tartarus. However, the heroes were given some power over the case and were now allowed, due to the hard efforts of Midoriya and other heroes, to work in the cases as well in the judicial system and follow them there and not just leave it all up to the police.

You really didn’t know what all the buzz was about, but you did now that you had guests over and you also luckily knew all of them well enough to get them refreshments.

You knocked first before opening the door some more with your body. You kept your eyes glued to Midoriya first before sweeping across the three other men in the room. “Evening, I brought drinks.” You spoke sweetly. Midoriya looked up from where he was seated. Todoroki sat to his left while Bakugou and Kirishima sat to his right, all eyes turned to you. Midoriya’s expression softened at the sight of you. You walked in with a tray in hand.

Bakugou and Kirishima tried not to focus on how you looked in the silk short kimono robe you wore as you walked in. You were clearly comfortable and didn’t take much mind in what you were wearing and neither did Todoroki (to be fair, you and Midoriya could walk around naked, and Todoroki wouldn’t bat an eye). However, Bakugou tried not to focus on the way the silk went over your breasts and Kirishima tried to keep his eyes away from your exposed legs as you set the tray down.

You walked over to where Midoriya sat. You put your hand on his shoulder. “Y/N, you didn’t have to.” He stated with a hand over your own as he looked up at you.

You put a finger to his chin, tilting his head up as he looked up at you. “I didn’t mind, Izuku. Not at all.” You remind him as you place a kiss to his lips making him smile.

“Thank you.” He said in gratitude as he moved to kiss the knuckles of your hand, “We’ll be done soon but you don’t have to stay up.”

You chuckle letting go of him and turning to leave. “Alright.” You waved a hand to Todoroki. “Goodbye Shoto.”

Todoroki had since picked up the cup of tea you had made him. He bowed his head. “Bye, Y/N. Thank you for the tea.”

You waved a hand down showing him it was no problem. You stood at the door with a nod towards Bakugou and Kirishima before leaving once more, leaving the door how you found it.

Bakugou reached down and picked up the glass that he knew belonged to him. You had made him a Manhattan. He moved to glass to his lips, taking a sip. It almost felt nostalgic and borderline painful. You had made it just how he liked it, just how you used to make it for him. Kirishima picked up the beer that you had left him, surprisingly the same brand he liked.

Midoriya took a sip of his Moscato. He smiled. “So… court is on what date?” He asked clearly in a lighter mood after your visit.

It took thirty minutes more before they were all done their business and Midoriya could finally get rid of the other three proheroes. Although he couldn’t wait to get back to you, he was however glad that everything was sorted, and he wouldn’t have to worry about it when he got back.

Todoroki was the first to leave his study, then Kirishima but the redhead paused when he noticed that Bakugou didn’t move. He looked back at the blond, his eyebrows furrowed in worry. Bakugou raised a hand. “I’m coming, Eijiro.” He spoke, although his crimson eyes were on Midoriya. Kirishima had an uneasy feeling but left towards the staircase with Todoroki.

Midoriya stayed seated as he looked over at Bakugou. Poison met blood. Green met red. The two didn’t say anything for a minute and yet kept eye-contact. It was painfully tense in the room. “Well…” Midoriya started as he folded his arms over his chest. “Say what you want to say, before it chokes you.”

Bakugou looked down at the glass in his hand already finished and yet he missed every drop of it. He wished he could drink it again and again, because it reminded him of you in the most painful and yet beautiful of ways. His grip tightened around the glass. “You know she’ll never love you, right?” He looked up at an emotionless Midoriya. “Not as much as she loved me.”

The green haired man let out a sigh as he rubbed his temple. “Are you done?” He asked.

“She said it herself.” He leaned over and put the glass on the tray. He flicked his gaze back to Midoriya. “It’s quite a shame she had to lower herself down to you.”

Midoriya furrowed his eyebrows as he tilted his head to the side. “And how exactly am I on a lower standard than you?” He asked motioning to the blond.

“You quirkless, villain’s bastard.” Bakugou immediately noticed the way Midoriya stiffened, and he couldn’t help but broaden his smirk seeing that he struck a nerve. “I bet you didn’t tell her about that, now did you?”

You stopped outside the cracked open door. You had just wanted to go and get water from the kitchen when you heard only the sounds of Bakugou and Midoriya speaking. You paused as you leaned slightly more towards the door.

“Tell her about what?” Midoriya asked, one hand gripping the cushioned seat a bit harder than he would like to admit.

Bakugou leaned back nonchalantly. He furrowed his eyebrows as he looked at the green haired man in front of him. “You really want to put her through the same stress you put your mother through?” He asked with a raise of an eyebrow. “Y/N wants kids, and you are really going to give her so much unnecessary stress by giving her a quirkless child who’s just like you?” He motioned to Midoriya who’s jaw was tense, but he stayed silent. “You were lucky, Izuku but that’s all it is. Luck. You weren’t born privileged or lucky enough to even have a quirk. You received a hand-me-down quirk from All Might and nothing more. If it wasn’t for One for All you would have nothing. The Midoriya name would mean nothing.”

Midoriya scowled his eyes looking down away from Bakugou. “Shut up, Kacchan.” He stated simply but dripping in venom.

Bakugou shifted forward. “Without all the help you received from All Might, all the government officials just wanting to get close to the new barer of One for All, you would have been nothing. Nothing but a quirkless kid from Shizuoka with stupid dreams.”

“Shut up, Kacchan.”

“Did you even tell her that Midoriya is your mother’s name? Tell her about your so called father who is infamously known for killing thousands of lives? Did you tell her about that?” Bakugou asked amusedly with a tilt of his head. “Did you tell her about how easy it would be for one more bad accident to happen to you causing you to retire from hero work indefinitely because of how reckless you are with your body? Did you tell her about how easy it would be to ruin her because of you.”

Midoriya stood up abruptly. He pointed to the door, his eyes dark. “Get out.” He whispered lowly, trying so hard not to lunge himself at the blond. His hair sparked slightly but he tried to keep his composure. “Get out of my apartment, right now.”

“Why, does it bother you that I’m telling you the truth?” Bakugou asked standing up to match Midoriya. “Face it, Izuku. I’m right.”

“I don’t fucking care what you say to me, Katsuki, but I won’t allow you to insult my family name.”

“Because you won’t accept the truth.”

“Because you’re talking about my family, Katsuki! Not just me but my mother and my wife!” He shouted over at the blond as he put a hand to his chest, pupils small as he felt threatened by Bakugou. “Do you honestly think I would stand here and let you disregard me? Disregard who my family is? Y/N is part of that as well and I will not let you disrespect us by talking ill about our family.”

Bakugou let out an amused chuckle. “Your family? Your family! She was supposed to be a Bakugou. If it wasn’t for my mistake, she wouldn’t even entertain you, Izuku!” He said taking a step closer with a sneer on his face.

Midoriya let out a cynical laugh. “My God, you are so delusional!” He shook his head almost in amused shock at Bakugou’s words.

“You know nothing about her! Bet you can’t even please her right.”

Midoriya flicked his gaze over to Bakugou. His eyes darkened, something in them that wasn’t supposed to be in the eyes of a hero. He lifted up a hand and pointed it to Bakugou. “Katsuki, If I hear another word about my wife,” He spoke calmly as he looked at the blond unwaveringly. “coming out of your mouth-”

“You’re gonna do what, Izuku? Tell me? What are you going to do?” Bakugou taunted amusedly.

“I am going to kill you.”

Bakugou rolled his eyes. “Uh huh, yah-”

Midoriya pulled Bakugou in by his shoulder before holding on to the back of the blond’s neck, forcing him down to look up at him. Midoriya didn’t smile as he stared down at Bakugou unblinkingly. Not even a sliver of hesitation in his eyes as he looked down at the blond. Bakugou paused as he looked up at Midoriya, a dark veil over his face as he stared down at him.

Bakugou let out a scoff, ignoring his fast beating heart. “Like father like son, huh?”

Midoriya blinked. He rolled his eyes, heavily annoyed. He held the blond tightly in his grasp and started to pull him over to the door. “How about I escort you out.” Midoriya wasn’t suggesting it as he entered the empty hallway. He ignored a grumbling Bakugou as he went downstairs and apologised to Todoroki and Kirishima for the wait. He let the three men out of the apartment before closing the door behind them.

Midoriya took a moment, not to think, not to breathe. He held his breath and closed his eyes. He only took a breath again when his body forced him to. Frustrated tears lined his eyes that he quickly brushed away.

A squeak took his attention as a sleepy Angelica-Nina looked up at him from her place on the couch. Her nose twitching. Midoriya put a sad smile on his face. He brushed down her ears, picking her up to put against his chest. He walked over and placed her down onto her bunny bed where she preferred to sleep. He let her be before moving back to his study to clear up.

It was another ten minutes before Midoriya walked into your shared room. He made his way into the covers behind you. Right before he could pull you in, you turned around to face him. The room was dark but without the curtains drawn, you could see him pretty easily with the lights from the city. You wiggled into his arms as you looked up at him.

Midoriya let out a soft sigh. “I thought I told you that you shouldn’t stay up?” He asked in a low whisper.

You hummed. “I wanted to wait for you.” You answered him back honestly.

You took a moment before raising your hands to his face. You moved to lie on top of him, putting your hands to cup his face as you looked down at him. You furrowed your eyebrows. “Izuku…” You spoke sweetly. You could tell he wasn’t okay. You could feel it and you didn’t want to confess to him that you knew why. “Izuku, honey, what’s wrong?” He closed his eyes trying not to breakdown in front of you. You shushed him sweetly as you placed a kiss to his cheek. “Shh… it’s okay.” You whispered to him. “I’m here.”

“I’m sorry.” He whispered back up to you. “Kach-… Katsuki…” You perked up at the fact that Midoriya was using Bakugou’s first name. “Katsuki just got under my skin. I’m sorry for acting so poorly, I should be stronger than this.” He said lowly as he closed his eyes turning his head away from you.

You frowned at his apology. “Izuku, don’t apologise for being hurt, it’s natural. It shows that you’re human.” You reminded him, dragging your hand through his hair. “Did… did he say something about us?” Midoriya opened his eyes as he looked back up to you. He nodded his head. You frowned. You reached over to grab his hand off your hip as you brought your conjoined hands in front of him. “You see this?” You asked him. You had joined your left hand with his own. You both still had your wedding rings on. “This is us. There is nothing that Katsuki can do that can change this. I am a Midoriya, I am married to you. You, Midoriya Izuku…” You smiled dearly as you smiled down at him. “Wonderfully hard working, loving, kind and charismatic you. Whatever Katsuki said just know its probably shit and he’s still pouting like a baby because he lost, and you won and he doesn’t like that. It’s you and me, Izuku. You and me.”

Midoriya took a moment to look up at you, his pupils big in the darkness as he did so. He lifted his hands to go over yours. You noticed a glossy look in his emerald eyes. He let out a stuttered breath as he closed his eyes. “God, I love you.” Your eyebrows raised in surprise at his words. He opened his eyes again to look at you with a soft smile. “I’m drowning in your existence, and I fear you’ll try and save me.”

You were silent for a moment, not wanting to regret this decision, and you prayed you wouldn’t. He leaned down to put your noses against each other, lips brushing each other. “I don’t think I can save you, Izuku.”

“How come?” He asked, moving to wrap his arms around your body.

You closed your eyes as you leaned in.

“Because I’m drowning too.”

-Glitch1d

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bkgml · 3 months

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hii! i have a hurt/comfort idea with pro hero bakugo where basically his pro hero wife (or gf) comes home looking like shit after getting called to save civilians from a flood caused by a villian (but her quirk doesn't have to do with water) since the other aquatic heroes weren't available n basically shes upset with herself since she wasnt able to save everyone :( anddd bkg comforts her and cleans up her wounds

ive had this idea for a long time and i thought youd execute it perfectly 💙💙

“i made dinner! you better like it because i lowered the spice level for you!” katsuki yells from his spot in the kitchen.

you shut the door lightly. there’s a hollow expression on your face, dried tear streaks covering your skin.

you can’t find the strength to reply to him.

“hey, did you go deaf on patrol??” he calls, voice getting closer as he rounds the corner.

he stills at your sullen face, his fingers twitching.

“baby? what’s wrong, what happened?” he says in a whisper, trailing over to you.

your empty gaze stays glued to the wooden floors of your shared home, unable to look at him.

he immediately goes into protection mode.

“can i touch you?” he whispers softly.

you offer a small nod, letting him know you won’t flinch or get uncomfortable.

he brushes his hand across your cheek before moving down to grab you from under the armpits.

he pulls you to him and you gently wrap your limbs around him, a small sniffle escaping you.

“shhh i know.” katsuki comforts you, starting to walk to the couch with you still tight in his hold.

he sits you on the couch and gets on his knees in front of you, grabbing your foot to unlace your boots.

when he’s done he stands and places your boots in the front hall before returning in front of you.

he grabs your hands while still just kneeling there for you.

“ready to talk?” he asks slowly.

your brows furrow and you shake your head.

“okay, let’s go shower.” he says before lifting you again. he’s never pushed you to talk in situations like these and you’ll have to remember to thank him for that later.

the walk to the bathroom is silent. he strokes your soaked hair and rubs your back over your equally drenched hero suit.

he wants to ask what happened, wants to tell you he’ll be able to help you once he knows what it is.

he sits you down on the toilet seat before grabbing the first aid kit and resumes his spot in front of you.

“you need to take your suit off baby.” he says gently.

you look down at your suit covered in blood and soaked with water and tears.

sniffling, you grab the zipper on the front of your suit. you tug on it gently and it won’t budge. tug on it a little harder, frustrated tears burning in your eyes. you rip the zipper as hard as you can and start to tug on the fabric of your suit. you feel constricted and claustrophobic and hurried sobs rip from your throat.

“hey. hey. stop. i’ve got you. katsuki’s here.” he mumbles grabbing your wrists and peeling your hands off your body.

“i can’t- it won’t come off! i can’t do this.” you whimper, squirming in his hold.

he shushes you gently, caressing your face to wipe the tears.

“i got it, okay?” he assures you, reaching for the zipper and pulling the trapped fabric that stopped the mechanism from working before freeing you from the suit.

you continue to sob as he takes your suit off and once you’re free there’s a myriad of kisses pressed into the skin of your face and hands.

he waits with you. doesn’t rush you by immediately cleaning your wounds, he just waits. letting you cry while he rubs your thighs to keep you warm and kisses your face.

once the tears slow he presses a last kiss to your forehead before pulling back to his spot on the floor.

“can i clean you up now?” he asks softly.

you sniffle, wiping your hands down your face and nodding.

“okay.” he says sweetly, opening the first aid kit while assessing your wounds.

the alcohol he uses to disinfect your cuts stings, but every wince you make disgusts you compared to what the victims of the flood endured.

he finishes disinfecting your wounds and makes a note to himself that there were only small cuts and bruises, they should all heal quickly.

“okay, we gotta shower now baby.” he says, grabbing your face in both hands to make you look at him.

“kay.” you nod and stand on shaky legs to remove the last of your clothes.

katsuki does the same after turning the water on, the pitter patter of the water hitting the tiled floor mimics the white noise in your head.

you feel katsuki wrap his hand around yours, pulling you into the warm shower.

you sigh deeply at the feeling of the water against your skin.

katsuki starts to clean you up, top to bottom. shampooing your hair before grabbing a loofa and dragging it down your arms and stomach, careful not to irritate any of your cuts, then gets back on his knees to scrub your legs.

a whimper makes break his focus. looking up at you, he watches as you break out into wailing sobs, echoing off the walls of the shower.

“i know. just let it out.” he says, continuing to clean you off.

when the tears don’t stop he puts the loofa down and look up at you.

he’s never seen you cry like this before.

standing from his spot on the ground, he drags his hands up your body, caressing you with care.

“it’s over now. you’re safe.” he whispers, arms wrapping around your head to pull you close.

“they’re not safe.” you mumble uncomfortably.

he looks down at you, trying to be eye level.

“who’s not?” he questions.

“i couldn’t save them. i was drowning. the villain covered the city in water and-” a choked sound rips from your throat.

“windows on the apartment shattered and all the bodies… they all got swept into the water.”

katsuki’s eyes widen, he didn’t know what to expect but it definitely wasn’t this.

“it’s not your fault baby, you did everything you could.” he soothes, kissing your face in a desperate need to convince you.

your eyes meet his for the first time tonight, you look broken. it’s like the light from your eyes has been drained.

“i know it’s my fault katsuki.”

your words suffocate him, he doesn’t understand how to help you and it’s killing him inside.

“and they know it’s my fault too.”

your eyes bore into his skull and he tightens his grip on you.

“what? what do you mean, what happened?” he’s desperate. desperate for answers. desperate because he couldn’t help you. desperate to get his girlfriend back.

“the woman’s husband. the boys mother. the little girl whose mother died because of me!” you’re desperate too. you don’t deserve to be held and comforted after what you did.

you struggle in katsuki’s grip but he doesn’t let you go.

“you didn��t do anything wrong. this wasn’t your fault, and you did everything you could. this isn’t a villain you should’ve been sent to deal with, especially on your own. you can’t punish yourself for things that were out of your hands. you stopped the villain, okay?” katsuki says firmly, voice not wavering once.

you stop struggling, knees going weak in his hold. he picks you up and lets you koala around him, the vibrations from your whimpers and sobs echoing off his skin.

“it wasn’t your fault.” he whispers into your ear.

he shuts off the water, taking you outside and wrapping a towel around you.

you’re shivering. partly from the cold and partly from guilt and sorrow.

but katsuki’s there. to hold you up, to keep you from falling apart.

“i’m here.” he whispers as he lays you down in bed, not caring about your wet hair and choosing to forgo getting you both dressed.

he climbs in next to you, pulls the covers over your cold body and wraps his arm around your waist, the other coming to play with your hair in a final attempt to soothe you.

“i love you. more than anything, okay?” you nod, silent tears streaming down your face.

“i’m so proud of you.” you sniffle, inching closer to him to tuck your face in his warm chest.

you both stay like that, his fingers running through your hair and your steady puffs of breath hitting his chest.

“goodnight angel.”

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sugarlywhispers · 6 months

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You see him at a distance. Sitting in a comfy chair by the window, watching the sunset in silence.

It will do him good to see you, that's what Izuku had said. But he forgot to mention how it was going to do you no good.

Bakugou Katsuki looks so in peace right at this moment, you're not sure you want to get closer. You're not sure you want to disrupt that peacefulness. It's so rare to see him so relax, so quiet, you don't want to cause him any trouble. Even if it breaks your heart.

He's been asking for you... sometimes, that's what Izuku had said. He sometimes remembers you. But that sometimes makes you wish he wouldn't at all.

You take one, two, three steps closer, and he turns his head because he heard you, his Hero reflexes as sharp as ever. His eyes, ruby eyes that had always held an intensity that made your knees weak for him, look at you up and down. His eyebrows frown and ah, this is not a good day.

"Who the fuck are you and who let you in?" He barks, and your heart breaks.

You look down at your hands, you don't really want him to see how much his words hurt you. You don't want him to see how much you need him back. You don't want him to see how desperate you're for him to remember you.

"Ah, I'm sorry, I got the wrong room," your voice trembles, you're sure he notices, but you don't look back up at him as you turn over your heels and walk back to the door. You don't run, but fuck, you want to get out of there as fast as you can.

Your hand grabs the doorknob as he suddenly gasps, "Y/N?"

You freeze as everything around you. He said your name. Bakugou Katsuki, the love of your life, after two years, says your name once again. You're afraid to turn around. Afraid the it's just your fucking mind playing with you and your feelings. Afraid that when you look at him, there's only going to be a stare that shows how the love of your life doesn't even know who the fuck you are. Still, you turn around. Because, hell, your heart can't be broken anymore when it's barely there, when it only functions because you're alive but you don't live. You can't live without him. You're just surviving.

"Y/N..." He gasps once again and this time you find the courage to look at him.

He's standing, hands closed in fists but you can clearly see hes trying to hold back their trembling, his eyes are filled with unshed tears that he's holding back. And he looks broken. Just like you.

Your tears are rolling down your cheeks as you look at him. There's recognition in his eyes. He knows who you are, and that hurts even more than when he doesn't.

You close your eyes and can't avoid the sob that leaves your mouth when a pair of familiar arms surround you. His smell is the same, sweet like apples and vanilla, but strong like sandalwood and sparks. All him.

"Shh, it's okay... I'm here," he cries, kissing your head as your hands grab his hospital shirt.

"For now," you cry and he holds you tighter.

Because he knows and you know that it won't last long. It never lasts long. He's here for a minute...and then he's gone for days.

"FUCK," he swears crying, before backing away enough to just hold your face in his hands, so you look at him in the eyes. "I'm not fucking giving up, I'm fucking fighting it... I will fight it til I fucking win, you hear me?"

His forehead presses against yours, tears flowing like an unstoppable cascade. You sometimes wonder if cascades aren't just that, nature crying, sobbing a torrent of desperate pleas.

Because fuck you feel like one. An immense torrent of pleas to whatever exists up there to give you back your husband.

"I know you are..." You smile at him, your hands now traveling up towards his face and caressing his cheeks as sweetly as you're able, making him close his eyes and enjoy your touch, "And I'm always going to be here waiting for you."

And that's a promise.

Doesn't matter how long it takes, you'll wait for him. You'll wait until the day he finally heals and comes back to you.

#just a lil something i came up with #memory loss!au #mha fanfiction #bnha fanfiction #mha bakugou katsuki #mha bakugou x reader #mha angst #mha bakugo katsuki #mha bakugou angst #bnha angst #bnha bakugou katsuki x reader #bnha bakugo katsuki #bnha bakugou angst #katsuki bakugou x reader #bakugou katsuki angst

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ilylovelyz · 9 months

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Me Quiero Enamorar.

pair : bakugou x afab!reader

warning(s) : just soft, soft baku soft baku, loving sex, a lil angsty, hospital sex?, semi-public sex, mentions of injuries, biting, unprotected sex, hair pulling, this is more fluff than smut 😭

bakugou wants many things. he wants to be #1. he wants to be the best. he wants to do, be and have many things. but one of the things he wants the most, is you. bakugou loves you dearly. although he's not very upfront with how deep his love is for you, his love is everlasting and sincere. he's had many girlfriends before, but you're different. you can actually put up with his ego and intolerant attitude with a laugh, not wasting a second to insult him back.

no, you're so much more different than that. you're genuine, you're not fake and "all smiles," like some of these chumps claim to be. you wear your emotions on your sleeve, and never hesitate to say it how it is. he used to be annoyed by how emotional and bratty you are, but now, boy, does he really admire you for it. it's not something he can easily do, he'd rather die than cry in front of an audience, but you do it so easily it's like second nature.

you're different, because you love him. you love him for who he is. you don't try to conform or change him, nor do you ever get scared of his random tantrums and odd behaviors. you actually hear him out during one of his long rants, even if you disagree. what he loves most is that you're upfront when you don't like something, but you're not necessarily pushy with it either. you simply inform him why you disagree with something he's said. god, does that "nerdy" aspect of your personality lead to many deep conversations late in the night.

you're different, because he loves you so much, sometimes he's afraid to loose you. it's a worry that has him thinking late at night. his fingers are mindlessly twirling your soft locks in his hair, eyes staring at nothing at in particular. what if one day you'd leave him because of his own flaws? he'd never admit those thoughts, but somehow you find out either way. you'd take his cheeks into your palms, gently holding him like he's fine china, like he's the one who would cry any minute.

"don't be so silly. if i can handle these bastards, then i can certainly handle you."

oh, how earlier you were a feet away from death's door. such a big statement from a small fragile girl from you. he should've known he'd have to take your words with a grain of salt, as of now, you're laying in a hospital bed with bandages covering 60% of your body.

he mindlessly kisses the back of your hands, gently holding your hands in his own. he's also injured, but that doesn't matter, you're what matters to him. all he wants to hear right now is that you'll be okay, and that you're going to walk out of this hospital with him eventually. even though you are reassuring him with the little strength you have, the ghostly grip your hands can muster has him maybe not taking you seriously.

"'katsu'.." you rasped, bandaged hand coming up to the swell of his cheek. the low eyes he's fronting has you knowing what he's thinking. he's quiet, almost having not said a word in a record-time of 10 minutes. his face is relaxed, almost showing no emotion at all. you take this opportunity to focus on the small details of his face. it's almost unfair, a boy like him shouldn't have such perfect skin.

like a cat, he leans into your hand, seeking the warmth of your body. the soft illumination of the moon is the only light you have. he snuck out to your room, after all the nurses didn't allow him to do so much as sit up. his calloused hand comes up to your wrist, mouth placing gentle kisses on the tips of your fingers, palm and wrist. he's trailing soft pecks up and down your bandages before you wrap your fingers around his shirt's collar, softly guiding him up closer to you and your bed.

he silently abided, eyes full of confusion before he knowingly leans in for a kiss on the lips. the kiss is slow paced, almost still, like two slow dancers. he pulls a few inches away from you, eyes almost closed as he basks in your close presence before you're pulling him back in again, deepening the kiss. it's not long before finally climbs onto the bed in defeat. arms caged around your head, one of his arms is propped on it's elbow for support while his other free hand softly holds your jaw.

he wants to be like this with you forever. he just wants to play with your stupid hair, with you healthily laying stupidly content in a stupid bed. but he can't have that. all he gets right now is him playing with your stupid damaged hair, with you stupidly being injured, in a stupid damn hospital bed.

when you try to slip your tongue between his lips, it has him shaking his head in disagreement. no. you're too injured and fragile right now. he pulls away to diffuse the sexual tension, eyes watching with guilt as you whine like a child for his attention and touch.

but how could he? how could he muster to touch you intimately when he literally felt the warmth get sucked right out of your then limp and battered body less than 24 hours ago? of course he wants to. he would never resist you, but right now, just isn't the right time.

he's about to pull away from you entirely and call it a night when he stops in his tracks after you cry out his name, pain and sadness evident in your voice. "katsuki, i want you, please."

god, he wants you too.

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he slowly sinks his cock into you, taking his sweet time, wanting to feel you forever and ever. his nose is snug with your neck, inhaling your sweet, almost toxic scent. you mewl out his name, asking for him to go deeper. he abides to your request, hips rocking into yours, his cock's tip kissing your cervix.

you claw at his back, leaving angry red marks on his back bones and shoulders. his shirt has been thrown off somewhere, leaving his bare torso naked. your hands explore his skin, you've done it many times before, but you still cannot but help to run your hands along the harsh defined lines of his toned muscles.

he leaves soft kisses on your neck, tongue licking and sucking on your sensitive vein. his hands remain on your waist, occasionally squeezing when you clench around him so nicely it has him holding back a groan. he wonders how the nurses haven't found out already. or maybe they already know, which is why no nurse has came in to check in on you.

who knows, who cares. one of his hands come up to your breast, massaging the mound and pinching your sensitive bud. you arch your back in response, pushing yourself impossibly closer to him. his hands lightly push you back against the bed. "relax, i'll take care of you." he whispers, laying a chaste kiss onto your jawline.

he leans up for a minute to hook one of his arms underneath one of your knees, bending it upwards for a better position. the new position has you gasping out, hands clawing at bakugou's poor shoulders and biceps. he pays no mind to the scratches on his already injured body, if they are from you, then it's okay. he wouldn't mind if one of your scratches turned into a long lasting scar.

his focus is distracted when you clench impossibly tighter around him. he throws his nose back into your neck, trying to hide his low moans and expressions. you wrap your arms around his neck, embracing him as your orgasm comes closer with every rock of his hips.

"katsu'.." you cry out, hand coming up to pull on the roots of his hair, earning a low grunt. he hums in response, already knowing to bring his hand down to your clit, rubbing tight circles onto your puffy bud. within a few seconds, your hands dig small crescents into his back, eyes clenched shut in ecstasy as your orgasm washes over you.

he comes to a full stop as your walls clench down on him almost painfully, biting down onto your shoulder as his own orgasm takes over him, grunting as he spills into you.

the two of you bask in each other's presence following your orgasms. he's careful not to put his full body weight on top of you as he lays his head against your chest, eyes lulling closed as he listens to the faint melody that is your heart.

as you play with his hair, his arm comes up to rest over your stomach. your heart hums him to sleep. he loves you, he loves this. he just wants you, and he wants something like this, forever and ever.

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tteokdoroki · 10 months

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☆༉ — KATSUKI BAKUGOU. five good father’s days.

about. your daughter gives katsuki an early, late night father’s day gift. im a sap for him ok !!

warnings. none. sfw. slight angst, hurt comfort and a fluffy ending, dangerous missions, you have a daughter, dad!bakugou & fem!reader.

this father’s day is different.

instead of wrapping up a saturday patrol early in order to spend the rest of the weekend with his daughter, and with you, bakugou finds himself stuck at the hero commission’s main office surrounded by the very heroes he grew up and studied with.

he knows that he should be paying attention, every second and every detail of this upcoming mission counts. if one thing goes wrong, it could cost someone’s life. but bakugou can’t find it in himself to pay attention to the files splayed out before him, nor the presentation the strategy team run through. his mind is elsewhere, stuck on you and his daughter playing with building blocks and tiaras and stickers back home.

the memory of how your face dropped when he returned home the weekend before replays in his mind throughout the meeting. how you knew, from the moment katsuki stepped through the door, that something was wrong. he had to hold you, kiss your head over and over while you solemnly swayed in the middle of your kitchen. he was to go on a dangerous mission to finally take down a group terrorising all corners of japan and he had to go on father’s day.

how were you supposed to explain to your daughter, your happy and brash and playful little girl that daddy wasn’t going to be there on his special day. that he might not even come back. bakugou’s daughter was five now — every bit of her reflected you just as much as it reflected him. she was perfect in every sense and the explosive pro-hero thought himself proud to be her father.

bakugou was lucky. he’d had five good father’s days with his beautiful little girl, and with you his equally amazing spouse. but if he messed up, on this mission it would practically be suicide and he wouldn’t have any more of those days with her or with you.

“did you get that, kacchan?”

the far away look in katsuki’s eyes dissipates as he makes a noncommittal grunt from his chest and looks up to meet deku’s eyes. there is no stir of discomfort or annoyance with bakugou when he looks to his childhood friend — not anymore. they’d long since over come their rivalry, the blonde happily taking the number two spot once he’d started his life and family. they were friends now, equals. but today, a part of bakugou wishes that he could find it in himself to hate deku just a little bit. maybe that would make this father’s day easier.

“yeah i got it. don’t fuck up. take the leader hostage.”

“kacchan please, this is serious.”

all eyes are on bakugou now. he knows that, he fucking knows how serious this is. his life, his daughter’s happiness and future is on the line. he wants to lash out, bare his fangs in place of his hurt like he used to — but he can’t, you and your daughter had taught katsuki to be kinder and better.

it’s because of izuku that the blonde is even spearheading this mission. he’s got a newborn, barely a few months old — if it had been any other time the number one would have handled the mission all by himself. but this is a first for izuku, he’s never had such a precious day to remind him of how well he’s done, remind him of the life he created. bakugou knows that feeling all too well, he won’t take it away from deku.

after all, he’s had five good father’s days.

bakugou gets home after midnight on sunday morning. there’s still toys scattered on the floor and a blanket fort constructed over a portion of the couch which tells him about all of the fun you’ve had with his daughter to distract her. his lips quirk up into the wisps of a fond smile.

he plops his duffel bag down next to case with his hero suit and mission equipment inside — you’d thoughtfully placed it by the front door. he toes off his shoes to delve deeper into the house, rummages through the fridge for left overs. bakugou finds a plate with his name on it and a bento box labelled good luck. no doubt a packed lunch you’d made with your daughter for him to eat on his mission a few hours later.

god he fucking loves you both so much.

after heating up his food, bakugou seats himself on the couch to eat. he knows he should probably crawl into bed beside you, spend his last few hours with you but he just wants to sit. take in the memories you’ve made within these four walls, the beautiful daughter you’ve raised too and admire your life together.

in the silence of the night, katsuki finds peace in everything he’s done for your daughter and for you so far. he eats the meal made with love, in a room that has surely been filled with the same emotion and levels of laughter. the home you have together is bright, wonderful.

even through the quiet, the tiny steps down the stairs do not go unnoticed by bakugou’s trained ear. “hey bug,” he hums, turning around and discarding his plate onto the coffee table. “what’re you doin’ up?”

“you came home late, wanted to wait up f’ya.” your daughter chips and pads her way over to the couch, shuffling up it and into bakugou’s side.

for a moment, their heartbeats sync and he’s transported back to the moment she was born. the first time he held his little angel in his arms and heard her cry.

“s’past your bedtime baby,” the older blonde punches your daughter’s cheek but doesn’t make a move to send her back to her room. “what could possibly be more important than gettin’ yer beauty sleep, hah?”

she’s quiet for a moment, fumbling around in her pyjama pocket for something. “your card, mama ‘n i made it today, see!” sleepily, she hands bakugou a crumpled piece of paper held together by strings of glue and glitter (in the colours of his hero costume) — grinning while she does. “happy uh…happy papa’s day! i love you so much!”

katsuki is quiet for a moment, cherishing the seconds he has with his baby girl, the piece of paper with her illegible chicken scratch writing scrawled across the front and inside where it folds — in such a way that he wonders if he wrote it out himself. he thumbs the glitter even though he knows it’ll stick to every inch of his skin, before pulling your daughter into his lap and kissing the crown of her head.

“i love you most bug, don’t you forget that. kay?” bakugou whispers in a weak attempt to keep his voice stable and squeezes her again. “promise me.”

“i promise dad, as long as you promise to come back to ma and me.” she says, innocent and child-like. “pinky promise.”

bakugou never thought that he would be this lucky, to have raised a kid so smart and loving. he swears on his life and every star up above that he’ll come back to you both. if not in this life time, then the next.

then, bakugou offers up his smallest finger and his daughter links them. “pinky promise, love bug.”

“what are you two doing up this late?” you pierce the moment with a scolding but affectionate tone, wrapping your robe around yourself as you approach the two blonde’s from behind.

“daddy was jus’ waitin’ for you to come downstairs ‘n make us special papa’s day cocoa!” your daughter giggles, showing off all the gaps in her teeth.

you raise a brow at your husband, watching as he mouths the words ‘liar’ at your kid. “was he now?”

“please sweetness? we’ll be in bed by one latest.”

in the end, you relent. you both want your daughter to have something happy to hold onto while bakugou is gone — and who knows how long that’ll be. the three of you drink hot chocolate with whipped cream and sprinkles until your bellies are full and your little girl is curled between you under the blanket fort on the couch. you wake up giving your husband one last squeeze and desperate kiss, holding your daughter between you as you will yourself not to cry when he has to leave at six am on Father’s Day.

the mission is long, gruelling and contact time with him is far and few but katsuki bakugou isn’t one to break promises, especially to his pride and joy, his daughter because exactly a year later he returns — a little older, a little more rugged with silvering hair and the stubble you always wished he’d grow.

your daughter, now six, runs down your front porch as soon as she sees him — throwing herself into bakugou’s arms and squealing while he peppers her face in kisses. you join them just in time for the blonde to spare you some sugar too, whispering a warm.

“happy father’s day, katsuki.”

and god, he’s never felt more lucky. to be alive, to have you and his daughter, and to have six good father’s days.

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villainshoe · 10 months

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cw: childhood to lovers, penis in vagina, brat taming, spanking, praise (good girl, princess, love), knot, heat, creampie, multiple orgasm, overstimulation, age up collage!bakugou katsuki, pining, afab!reader, edging, no proofread, marking, omegaverse

Summary: y/n was on a horrible date and she happen to entered her heat and she called the one person she would trust with this.

author note: this was commissioned by a friend in a sever. If you want one please dm me and we can discuss prices! Read more under the cut

Katsuki didn’t know what to do when he got a frantic call from his best friend y/n about needing an escape from a bad date. He hated it when she went on dates considering he’s been trying to court her everyday since 8th grade of middle school and it’s now senior year of collage. He could hear panic in her voice, so he quickly jumped up and got pants and a hoodie on, grabbing his keys. “Hey, stay where you are at and I’ll come get you.” He said to her as he heard her whimper out okay.

By the time he was dressed he was halfway out the door. He got into his car and drove to the place she was at. Of course it was a locally run restaurant. He got out and walked into the restaurant but was smack hard in the face with the stench of an omega in heat, he paled at the thought of it being her. He rushes towards the bathroom, he knocks on the door quickly, wanting to know if she was alright. “Come in ‘Suki.” He heard the scared timid voice of his childhood best friend’s sister. He walked in and smelt her even more clearly now, it was making his alpha wanna claim her, to mate her. He shook his head and pulled her up from her sitting position with her knees pulled up to her chest and had her head buried in them.

“‘Suki! What are you doing, you don’t need to manhandle me!” y/n said and let him pull her up anyway knowing she had asked for his help. What she didn’t expect was to be scented by him rubbing himself against her cheek and both arms. “I’m not manhandling you.” He said and put his jacket on her to keep more of his scent on her.

“I’m making sure no one will touch you. As your friend it’s my job to protect you.” He simply said and his alpha was purring at the thought of her being covered in his scent. But that disappeared when y/n shrugged off the jacket he had put on her, causing him to growled but took the jacket back and sighs softly. “I don’t need to be scented to be safe with you here ‘Suki.” She said, causing him to pin her against the wall outside of the bathroom. “You’ll listen to me closely, I do because you’re in heat so you know you’re not safe without scent patches or representations.” He snapped at her.

Y/n shrinks slightly and bites her lip to not give in to her omega who wants to please him, but she was stubborn so she bared her teeth at him which made him growled and stare down at her when she didn’t back down. So putting his jacket back on, he threw her over his shoulders, thankful she was wearing skinny jeans. He walked out to his car and placed her in the front seat, he buckled her in but not before she bit his hand, growling and hissing at him.

“I don’t need a babysitter!” She snapped at him once more, he growled and got into the driver side and drove off. He bites his tongue to make sure he didn’t stop somewhere random and fuck her stupid right there and then. “Obviously you do, you called me to pick you up to save you from creep! I told you he was just wanting a omega to fuck and you were that omega.” Bakugou said and pulled into the dorm garage. He got out and picked her up bridal style, carrying her to her bedroom all the while trying not to mate her. He wants to do this right, court her with gifts, scent blankets and hoodies and flowers. All that to have her as his mate, but smelling her in heat was kicking up his rut earlier then it supposed to be.

He drops her on the bed and prepares to go get her food when she grabs him, he looks down at her with a curious lift of his brow. “Please, stay.” She said the words that were in his head every time he had to go get her. “I can’t deal with fuck up thing alone Katsuki.” She said and he growled, turning around and forced her to look at him. “First thing first, it’s alpha if I’m going to help.” He hissed out as she began to rub at his crotch, he swatted her hand away, smirking to himself. “You’re not allowed to touch, if you do you’ll get ten spankings, and you should do as you’re told.” He said, causing her to whine but nodded her head. “Good omega, now, take off your clothes slut, let me see your beautiful body.” He commanded which she automatically listened to as she undressed herself, showing off her curves and the one thing he wanted to taste right now, her beautiful pussy.

“Be a good girl and spread your legs widely.” He said but y/n smirked and closed her legs, not letting him see her cute little pussy. He growled and kneel on the bed. “Open your legs… now.” Bakugou growled out causing her to whimper and kept her legs close to see what he’ll do. But the gasped let out from her pretty red stain lipstick caused him to smirk when he had her bind over his leg. “Now count to ten then I’ll reward you.” With every strike against her ass, she counted each one but tears were beginning together in her eyes as the strikes got harder, leaving both cheeks red and sore. “Ten!” She cried out as he struck her left cheek once more.

He let her get back on the bed, but spread her legs this time. He looked at how it glistened in the moonlight, he laid down on his stomach so he could have a closer look at her quivering hole. He leaned in and ran his tongue up from her hole to her clit, moaning at the taste, he attached his lips to her clit, sucking on it before circling two fingers around her entrance. He moved away when he heard her cry out for more. “Patient, I’ll give you more.” He replied as he attached his mouth back on her, sucking and nipping at her clit, letting his two fingers enter her and began to pump them in and out. He could feel her walls clenched around his fingers making him harder so he began to grind against the mattress, her hand in his hair as she tried to stay in the present of our bliss.

“Alpha! More please?” She cries out as he sped up his fingers, hitting the perfect spongy spot in her causing her to see stars, her walls squeezing his fingers tighter, he pulled his fingers away as she cried out in disappointment but gasped in delight as he cover her pussy with his mouth and using his tongue to prod to at her entrance before he slip it in, a finger on her clit rubbing in time with his tongue thrusting in her leaking hole. “Alpha I’m going to cum!” She cries out and he sped up his rubbing at her clit, licking at her entrance once she started to come undone on his tongue and fingers.

After a few minutes he pulled away noticing she was becoming overstimulated, he got off of the bed and got undressed his cock slapped his lower abdomen. “Now since you’ve been a good girl, I’ll give you a reward.” He said with a soft smile as he placed her legs over his shoulders and lined himself up with her. “Are you ready?” He asked, making y/n nod her head. “Yes, Alpha, I’m ready.” That’s all he needed to hear as he slid in until he bottomed out, grunting how tight she was. “Fuck, so tight for me princess.” He growled out, pulling out until the tip of his head was in. Before she could whine, he slams back in, grunting as he does so. “Fuck, alpha, feels so good.” She whines and he begins a slow but steady pace, gripping her hips tightly.

“Fuck so good love.” He praised as he kept thrusting in and out of her, rubbing at her clit, feeling her walls trying to suck him in deeper he folded her in half and began to pound into her. “Alpha! I’m gonna cum!” She cried out again before he stopped ripping her out of another orgasm. “Why? I was good! I was really good!” She felt tears in her eyelashes. “You’re not allowed to cum until I say so.” He said and thrust into her again, but a very slow pace was set, the thumb on her clit rubbing slow figure eights on it. He could feel her walls sucking him back in and he could get used to it. He quickly bends to her neck and bites harshly on her scent gland, marking her his forever, his omega no matter what.

He sucks on the bite as he feels her walls quiver around him, her scent turning into the smell of them both, turning him on more than he thought it would, knowing this he wasn’t going to last long, so he begin to thrusts sloppily and rub her clit in sloppy fashion, cause her to cry out loudly. He growled and bites on her shoulder harshly to stop his, as he did so he could feel her tighten up. “I’m gonna cum!” She screamed out and with one last thrust he felt her come undone alongside of him, his knot swell inside of her. Connect them together for at least an hour until the swelling goes down. “I love you Alpha.” y/n said, causing Bakugou to smile the rare smile reserved just for her. “I love you too omega.” He said as they both fell asleep for a nap.

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crimsonredfeathers · 9 months

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Imagine being partnered up with Katsuki during a training mission. Your enemies, Mina and Eijirou, are nowhere in sight, but you've also lost contact with your boyfriend Katsuki. Not having heard any movements during the last minute or so, you finally decide to move forward.

The moment you turn the corner, a hand connects to your chest. You look at Katsuki, panic written all over your face. "Are you stupid or something?!" Katsuki whisper-yells at you, his crimson orbs wide in shock, as he pulls you against his chest. "Sneaking up on me like that. That was fucking close," he mumbles through gritted teeth, "I nearly blew you up."

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bunnyywritings · 7 days

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to be seen...

BAKUGOU KATSUKI X GN!READER

[a/n: i lowkey love the hc that bakugou is partially deaf/hard of hearing cause of his quirk like...it just makes so much sense to me ?? anyways i just wanted to get this one out of my system! it's not the best so...sorry but yeah...enjoy!! - bunny]

wc: 1.6k words

warnings: none that i can think of...kinda angsty tbh, there's also more of a focus on bakugou than reader

This couldn’t be real.

He’s not weak so…why?

Why did this happen?

Bakugou’s hands shook as these merciless thoughts ran through his head as Doctor’s poked and prodded at his ears. Their touch was bothersome but he supposed he was grateful he couldn’t really hear what they were discussing, any tangible noise was muddy and replaced by a ceaseless ringing.

He had gone through all the motions. Denial being the most violent. He had screamed and cried in a clearing a ways away from the dorms where he had thought that no one would hear him but when he returned and immediately clocked your glossy eyes and trembling bottom lip, he realized how mistaken he was.

Oh, you. Sweet, caring, you.

He almost felt guilty for how much he had pushed you away. All you wanted to do was make sure he knew he wasn’t alone, make sure he felt loved and cared for but he mistook your empathy for pity and blew up at you. This time around it was much, much louder and much more terrifying because he couldn’t hear how loud and rude he was really being.

He had scoffed when you clutched your fists to your side as big fat tears rolled down your cheeks. He couldn’t read lips very well but he didn’t need to when the word ‘mean’ had been formed so clearly by your lips before you ran off to your room.

Now, he was just numb. Having accepted that this was his reality, Doctor’s poking and prodding and the uneasy sight of his mother so broken and…sad. Having to practically be held up by his father.

This wasn’t right. She wasn’t weak. She was never weak but once again, he had mistaken her love and empathy for pity…for weakness.

School had been on break for the spring and he was desperate to get back, he was being run through the wringer and as much as he hated to admit it, he wanted the mundane rhythm of his life back. He wanted to attend his classes again. Quirk training. English. Hero Law.

He actually missed those idiots he calls friends. To sit with them in the cafeteria and hear about the stupid shojo that Denki was reading. Hear how Kiri can’t beat some boss level on the stupid game he was playing. Hear Mina complain about how her cuticles were as healthy as ever. Hear Jiro ramble on about a new band she found and how she thinks he’d actually like them.

Hear…

Would he still be able to do any of that?

He couldn’t quite remember what his condition was. The ringing was gone but all that's left is a muffled sea of jumbled up noises. He was getting better at reading lips and he was put through the master class of sign language in a week. His instructor was surprised but he knew that if you had been there, you would’ve given him a bashful smile and said, “I expected nothing less from our future top hero.”

Ah, that’s right.

Most of all, he missed you.

Your smile. Your wit. Your eyes…the very same ones he made shine with tears. Your laugh…the sound he’d miss the most out of anything.

Despite having left the way he did, you still texted him. He hadn’t responded but you still thought about him.

“You’re doing an awful lot for a guy who told you to piss off…” Shoji eyed you carefully as you set up the classroom, helping you place workbooks on the desks and open the windows.

“Yeah but you know as well as I do that Bakugou uses anger like a shield. He’s probably confused and in pain about all of this, it’s only fair that we help out as much as we can.”

Your caring nature was worrying sometimes. Shoji had seen your heart shattered multiple times by people who brush you off or take advantage of your willingness to do hard work, he was worried that Bakugou didn’t deserve this kindness.

He remembered holding you as you sobbed into his chest, it took everything in him to not run out to the common room and knock some sense into the blonde but ultimately, he decided that staying and comforting you was more important.

And despite all that pain he caused you had gone straight to Principle Nezu and pleaded for the school’s help. Going as far as offering to do all the work in finding an instructor and getting all your classmates on board. Now, here you were setting up the classroom for the first day of sign language classes.

The Friday before school started up again, Mitski got a call from the specialist they had been working with and with the influence of UA, Bakugou’s hearing aids were ready for him. She was ecstatic, enthusiastically waking her son and shouting at him to get ready.

He was…startled to say the least. If he had been able to hear the yelp he had let out when he was shaken awake, he surely would’ve been a bright red.

And so, with the promise of heading to a nice restaurant for breakfast before heading back home, Bakugou shoved himself into the backseat of the car and off they went.

The school had covered two pairs and he almost scoffed at the design of the devices. The first pair’s earpiece was clear, swirled with red and orange and the part that hooks around the ear, an almost gaudy, bright red-orange. The second was just his hero costume earpieces with hearing aids attached. Both pairs were specially made to muffle his explosions while still being able to hear others clearly. They also had a bluetooth feature so he’d be able to listen to music comfortably.

The doctor and his parents looked on expectantly as Bakugou slipped them on for the first time, surprised by how comfortable they were. He switched them on with shaky hands and everyone waited in silence before he looked into his mother’s teary eyes.

“Katsuki…honey? Can you hear me?”

His eyes widened. Had her voice always been so tender?

It brought tears to his eyes, he got up from the uncomfortable exam table, fists clenched at his sides. She looked up at him from her seat and her face crumbled. His eyebrows were pinched, a pitiful frown on his wobbling lips and tears slowly leaking from his eyes.

“Oh, honey…” He threw himself into her embrace and cried into her neck like he had done many times when he was little. Masaru watched on in tearful wonder, remembering that this was still his son. His baby boy and he was hurting more than he let on. Shouldering an exhaustingly heavy burden on his shoulders all by himself.

The image of his little boy, only 4 feet tall tearfully struggling to hold a boulder up above his head, arms and legs trembling with exhaustion and desperately calling out for his mommy and daddy shook him to his core.

He wrapped his arms around both of them, his hand cradling the back of Bakugou’s head. “It’s okay, son. We’ve got you.” At the sound of his father’s steady and calming voice, the boy cried harder. “We’ve got you.”

Standing in front of the dorms was more daunting than he thought it would be. Hiking up the steps was like attempting to trek Mt. Fuji. The only comfort being that he was expecting the common room to be empty. He expected everyone to be in their room attempting to settle back in after a week long break.

He hated how wrong he’s been recently.

When he opened the door, he was met with everyone cheering. It was all so loud and disorienting that, despite his hearing aids, he had no idea what the hell anyone had said. Then, you stepped through the crowd and suddenly everyone faded into the background.

“Guys! I thought I said no shouting! It’s probably still too much for him!”

“But you’re shouting right now…” Denki snickered, earning an unamused glare from you.

His eyes filled with tears, heart constricting in his chest. Twisting and throbbing almost painfully.

God, he missed you.

“So scary when you look at me like that!” Denki shuddered playfully.

You had opened your mouth to refute but were cut off by Bakugou suddenly roaring with laughter, squeaking the slightest bit as he hunched over, arms wrapped around his middle as he laughed.

Shock ran through everybody’s spines, jaws on the floor.

He wasn’t quite sure what came over him but it was an involuntary reaction. Maybe to camouflage the fact that he had a river of tears sliding down his chin.

Once he had finished, he stood upright. Out of breath and wiping his eyes. Meeting your eyes once again made the butterflies in his stomach go berserk. They went downright psycho when your hands were held up in front of you, trembling as you carefully signed, ‘welcome home.’

He was silent once again. Absolutely dumbstruck.

Midoriya watched on fondly, as did everyone, emotions overwhelming and tears filling their eyes.

Bakugou was in complete disbelief.

“When…” He breathed, hands coming up to sign the rest. ‘When did you learn that?’

It took you a second to register what he said before responding. ‘We learn over break…’ your signing was a little sloppy, he had missed a few things but caught on immediately at the end, ‘...love you. Want you feel normal as possible.’

He didn’t let you finish, grabbing you into his embrace and holding you tight. “Thank you.” He mumbled into your hair, you held on equally as tight.

“You’re welcome.” Your voice so up close and intimate was a blessing.

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gglitch1dd · 1 year

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The Affair Pt 1

Context: What do you do when your husband cheats on you with your Head Alphas Omega? You marry the Head Alpha of course? What's better than revenge served with a wedding ring and an ultrasound photo?

Essentially:

Reader and Izuku are married. Eijiro is married to Katsuki. Katsuki cheats with Izuku. Reader marries Eijiro. Simple.

Main Pairing: Eijiro x Reader

Warning: Omegaverse!, Infidelity, Cursing, ex-communicating, Children, "Dammy" - GN term for Mommy, Katsuki being a bitch

The morning light shone into the kitchen as you hummed along to the song playing on the radio. You placed another perfect pancake on the already made stack. It was another amazing morning in the Midoriya residence and everything was perfect. The smell of fresh coffee, warm pancakes and syrup flooded the kitchen in a lovely smell and atmosphere.

“Dammy!!” You turned around with a smile at the sound of your five year old little boy. He was your everything. The cutest little boy who looked just like his sire. He wore his kindergarten uniform as he waddled into the kitchen, his yellow hat already on his mess of green curls. He hugged your leg, wrapping his arms around you.

You chuckled as you bent down and picked him up. “Hey there, Asahi.” You greeted him, picking him up from the ground and placing him on your hip for a moment as you switched off the stove.

Asahi was your only pup with your loving husband so far and he was one of the best decisions you ever made in your life. “You made pancakes!” He smiled so brightly at the sight already on the table. He was so happy to see the pancakes today and you knew it that he would never stop smiling. It was exactly why you called him Asahi. He was a bright light in your lives that never stopped shining, just like the morning sunlight.

You placed him in his chair, in front of his plate of a pancake with syrup. He yipped up at you in appreciation, before grabbing his plastic spork and starting to eat his breakfast. You chuckled as you put the pan in the sink and placed two larger plates on the counter. Just as you were about to grab the plate of pancakes, you felt a mouth against your neck.

You giggled at the kiss to your scent gland as the large Alpha behind you took shape against your back. You moved your hand up to go through soft green curls. You looked up at him with a broad smile. “Morning Mr Number One.” You greeted.

He hummed as he moved his kisses to your jaw, his large hands feeling your hips and your boy fitting perfectly in his arms. “Morning Mrs Number One.” He greeted back with a final kiss to your jaw before grabbing the cup of coffee that you had made for him. You giggled as he placed a final kiss on your cheek before taking a sip of his coffee.

You shook your head in dismay but couldn’t stop the broad smile on your face. You plated some pancakes for you and Midoriya, just the way you both liked it. “Do you have a meeting today, my love?” You asked him as you turned around and placed his plate right in front of him. Before you could leave he placed another kiss to your face making you giggle.

He nodded his head. “Yes, I do. A long one with the commission president but luckily the rest of the day is just paperwork and staying at the office.” He informed you, which explained why he wasn’t already in his hero uniform already. He took a bite of the pancakes and let out a rumble in happiness at the taste. Asahi giggled at the sound that his father made, trying to replicate it but all he could muster up was a soft purr. Midoriya chuckled at the action.

You sat down opposite your husband on the other side of your son. “Well that’s good news.” You wiped Asahi’s face of stick syrup before finally eating your own breakfast and taking a sip of your own coffee. “Remember that we have a pack dinner tonight, so no late night last minute paperwork.” You warned him with a pointed glare.

“What? Me?” He asked with a shocked expression. “I would never do that.” He stated, furrowing his eyebrows and shaking his head. He looked down to his son, both green haired males staring at each other. “Right Asahi? I would never do that.” Asahi had his freckled cheeks filled with pancakes and milk but he turned to you and shook his head a long with his father. You rolled your eyes at your two boys but you couldn’t help but find it amusing. Those two were so much alike, you found it almost laughable.

Breakfast in the Midoriya household was often like this. It was filled with soft laughter and your two happy green haired boys often ganging up on you. It was mornings like this that you wished would never change. It was something so beautiful you would almost hate for them to ever disappear.

After breakfast was eaten and you managed to wipe Asahi’s face of all stick syrup and milk mustaches, you placed his little bag on his back. With Asahi ready for school, Midoriya managed to slip on his red Jordans just in time, for the both of them to be out of the door. You leaned against the doorway, watching Asahi follow his dad with smaller red Jordans on his feet too.

Just as the two of them headed to the car, you heard the sound of your neighbours next door. Next door to your right was the Bakushimas, the Head Family of Pack A. Kirishima held Bakugou close to him, an arm wrapped around his small waist and kissed him sweetly and deeply. The blond Omega let out a soft hum with a smile on his face as he looked up at his Alpha, already having his hero bag on his shoulder. Running between their legs and out of the door was their son, Kane.

The energetic blond boy held the straps of his bag as he tugged on his dam’s bag. “Lets go!” He whined in annoyance.

Asahi smiled over at them, raising his hand to wave over at his neighbour. “Hello Kane!” He greeted with a huge Midoriya smile.

Bakugou turned around to look at the little green child that was greeting his own pup. You smiled as you raised a hand and waved with a nod of your head. “Good morning, Head Alpha and Head Omega.”

Kirishima grinned broadly at the sight of you and your family. He had one hand in the pockets of his sweatpants as he was also dressed casually. “Morning YN. Morning Izuku and Asahi.”

Izuku pulled on a smile with a nod on his head. His son smiled as bright as the sun as he waved an excited arm over to his Head Alpha. “Morning Head Alpha Eijiro!” He greeted with so much excitement.

“Katsuki, will you be home in time for the dinner?” You asked him as you walked outside as well.

Bakugou looked to you with an amused smirk. He scoffed. “Of course.” He squeezed Kirishima’s hand before picking up his son who seemed happy that his dam was finally getting a move on and moving to his own car. “The dinner plan should be in your inbox and I placed a copy in the kitchen so if I’m not here the same time as you and the others, you can start without me.” He told you.

You nodded your head. “Of course,” You reached Midoriya and Asahi, placing an arm around your Alpha. “But don’t hesitate to tell me if you need anything or need me to step in.” You told him with a sincere look.

Bakugou hummed as he rolled his eyes. “Yes, you and your housewife things.” He let out in distaste which only made you all chuckle. He placed his son inside his car seat, the little five year old waving to Asahi.

“There’s nothing wrong with being a house dam, Katsuki.” You told him as you looked up to Midoriya who was still looking in Bakugou’s direction before noticing you were looking at him. He smiled warmly down at you. You chuckled lowly. “I’m okay with it.”

Midoriya hummed as he placed a kiss to your lips. “And it keeps you safe, where I can always find you.” He turned to pick up Asahi and put him in the car. “Don’t do anything stupid out on patrol, Kacchan.” He turned to look at the blond just as he closed the car door.

Bakugou scoffed as he kicked himself off of his car. “As if.” He smirked before waving a hand to Kirishima with a sway of his hips. You wondered how on earth Bakugou managed to always look so good even after giving birth to Kane. He lost all his post maternal weight and kept all the benefits of being a dam, from having a wide thick chest to wide hips and a small waist. The perfect modal.

You glanced up at Midoriya who seemed to be staring off into space for a second. You nudged him gently. “Izu, now is not the time to be thinking of some quirk related issue.” You told him as you shook him out of it.

He shook his head before looking back down to you. He had a soft pink blush on his face as he scratched the back of his head. “Sorry, love.” He apologized. You heard a soft chuckle but before you could turn to where it came from, Midoriya placed a kiss on your cheek. “See you later.” He assured you as he quickly raced to the driver’s door.

It was just around noon when you were on the couch looking through online stores to get Asahi some new pairs of socks (he seemed to keep on getting holes in his socks regardless of what you did). You hummed at all the little choices from plain to cute partners and even some hero themed socks that you knew he would just adore. Before you could click on a pair that you thought he would like, your phone started vibrating.

You shook your head in dismay but smiled. You turned back to leave back indoors. It seemed as though Kirishima was working home today. You noted that at the back of your mind before heading back inside. There was much for you to do now that those two were gone. Like nap.

You turned to look at the caller ID. Denks <3. You raised an eyebrow. You knew that Denki wasn’t home right now, he was off the Pack Estate and was on patrol today. He normally only called you when he was bored.

You answered the phone and placed him on speaker, before you even had the chance to speak, he was already going on like a bullet train. “Y/N, are you alright? I know this must be a shock for you, but just know we’re all handling it.” Your eyebrows furrowed in confusion, he sounded so rushed and almost deeply upset. “The whole pack is out here handling the press and all media control so don’t worry. I’m on my way to fetch your son from kindergarten and-”

“Denki, what are you talking about?” You asked him with a raised eyebrow as you sat up properly on the couch.

It was silent for a moment. “Y/N… have… have you checked the news?” He asked, his voice quieter than he was before.

Suddenly dread started to settle in the pit of your stomach as you grew anxious. You slowly picked up the TV remote. “No…” you let out concerned. You wondered what could be on the news that was so important. Then fear settled in your heart like a wave of cold water. The normal crippling fear that settled within you whenever you knew that Midoriya was in a bad fight. The one that was just waiting for your phone to ring and it be the commission instead of him or the hospital. “Is it Izuku?” You asked as you quickly turned to the news.

“Wait Y/N it’s not what you think!”

You couldn’t even hear what else he had to say as the news channel started playing, the anchor sitting there in front of you on the screen. “If you are just joining, there’s breaking news of a national scandal. The Number One ProHero, Deku has been caught in an affair with the Number Two ProHero Dynamight. The nation’s top heroes were caught together what is said to have been a few days ago but word only coming out about the apparent union between the two this morning. Both heroes are married, Deku being married to his partner Midoriya Y/N and Dynamight being married to the Number Fifth hero, ProHero Red Riot. Pack A is yet to have said anything official regarding this scandal between two of their members.” Images of the two of them played on the screen in front of you, both of them hidden in more civilian clothes and baseball hats and sunglasses sharing a kiss.

Your world fell under your very feet and you couldn’t breathe. You were frozen. Frozen in time as your world felt like it was shaking and falling around you. A pain whimper came from inside you at the photos at the proof staring you right in your eyes. There it was. Your Alpha in the arms of another Omega that you had regarded a packmate and friend. You felt your eyes burn as crippled trills escaped out of you. You couldn’t look away from the screen even though every passing second felt as though it was torture.

“Y/N…” Denki voiced softly. “I’m so so sorry.” He whispered. You didn’t answer him and he didn’t expect you to. “We’re taking all the pups out of kindergarten for the day, Momo said she’ll keep an eye on them with Pony just to give you some time and all of us time to handle the press. Just… just stay there, I’ll be over as soon as I can.” He tried his best to be supportive but you could barely feel a thing out of it. “I have to go but, I love you. I’ll be over soon.” Just like that you were left alone again, in your crumbling world.

You weren’t the only one with a crumbling world…

Kirishima was in his office, not even having had the time to process all of this when the news blew up in his face instantly. He had one hand holding his office phone to his ear as he kept an eye on the headlines that flashed over one of his monitors screen.

“No, Pack A has no official comment at this time. Any and all communications regarding Deku and Dynamight will be handled at a later stage.” He finalised. “Please tell the commission that we’ll have it sorted and we appreciate the help on trying to minimalize online damage.” He slammed the phone down aggressively before falling back onto his chair. He put his hands over his face as he tried to organise his thoughts but he couldn’t get past the fact that his own Omega had been cheating on him and he didn’t even see it.

Were they not in love? Did he not love him enough? Did he not treasure him and care for him enough? Kirishima didn’t think there was anything wrong in their marriage. They had been happily married for the past seven years and yet this was how their marriage would go down? In one of the biggest hero news that would go down in the tabloids for the next six months?

Kirishima felt the feeling of digust and most of all sadness flow through him. His hands shaking as he tried to think but he couldn’t think.

His personal phone rang and Kirishima quickly picked it up. The longer and more work he had, the less he had to think about this.

“Eijiro.” It was Iida. “I just got off the phone with Denki, the kindergarten for the pups is keeping the press at bay and they managed to get the pups out of there. They’re all currently at Shoto’s agency with Momo and Pony for the time being.”

Kirishima dropped his shoulders in relief that at least that was going well for them. He was so worried that the pups would be a target of paparazzi and media harassment since they were so vulnerable and isolated away from their parents, which was the reason why he asked them to be excused from school for the next week while things would be handled and dile down. “That’s good.” Let out with sigh.

“And… Eijiro… Y/N, they…” He wasn’t sure how to put it and that’s when Kirishima remembered that you were in this situation just like he was. You were the other part of this whole messed up situation that he had forgotten to consider. “Denki confirmed to me that they’re still at home. Maybe you can-”

“I’m on it. Don’t worry. Please handle things for me, Tenya, while I’m with them.” Kirishima was already standing up and walking out of his office, his feet making quick work.

“Of course, Head Alpha. And Eijiro… I… I’m-”

Kirishima knew what he wanted to say before he would say. “It’s alright. Thank you, Tenya.” He quickly said before dropping the phone. Kirishima quickly opened his front door and ran over next door. He felt anger rise within him, knowing that he had forgotten to come up of a plan for you. You were all alone, just like him, when this news came out and so far he hasn’t heard a thing about how you must be feeling. He knocked on the door. “Y/N.” He tried the door handle and the door opened without issue. He pushed the door open harshly as he looked around for you.

He forced himself to be on high alert. He knew all the horror stories of what Omegas would go through and do to themselves due to mate rejection and such events happening in their lives. The last thing he needed was you losing yourself now too.

“Y/N!” He shouted as he ran into the house. The TV was on but you weren’t on the couch. Then as he moved forward, he saw you by the kitchen, hands covering your ears as you squeezed your eyes shut and shook your head. You were keeping yourself small and trying to hide from the heart wrenching news on the TV. Kirishima growled at the TV, grabbing the remote off the couch and switching it off with little car. He ran over to you, getting down onto his knees in front of you. “Y/N… Y/N, I’m here.” He spoke more gently as he put his hands on your shoulders.

You looked up at him with eyes filled with heartbreak. Your face twisted in pain as you shook your head, tears running down your face. “No, no, no...” You sobbed out, realising the TV was finally off and you didn’t have to heard that God awful reporter with all that so called news. You shook your head as you sobbed, tears running down your face. Your scent was twisted in bitter agony and grief as you cried. “What did I do wrong?” You asked him. “Head Alpha, what did I do? I did everything for him. I love him so much.”

Kirishima scowled trying to stop his own tears. He pulled you into his arms as he scowled deeply, putting his head on top of yours. “I know, Omega, I know.” He assured you. He knew exactly how you felt so perfectly, it felt vicious inside of him.

You let out a sob as you clung to his shirt. You couldn’t even speak any more words, sobs only leaving your mouth as you bawled your eyes out. Kirishima’s own body was shaking as he held you, silent tears leaving his eyes as he squeezed them shut hoping this would all be a nightmare. You both just wanted to wake up and have it be some cruel nightmare, to go back to the bliss of just a few hours ago.

Eventually you had passed out, your body, mind and Omega too exhausted and drained to keep you awake for any longer. Kirishima, after finding the scarce bit of will power he had left, picked you up off the floor and walked you upstairs to your nest in your nesting room. He knew you had a nesting room, having heard from Midoriya before. Once he placed you there, he covered you in a blanket from your son’s room, something neutral that wouldn’t cause you to go into a drop. Once he was sure you were comfortable, Kirishima left you in there.

When Midoriya Izuku arrived back home, it was one of the most terrifying moments of his life. The pack was silent, with the normal central dinner for the back being cancelled leaving the middle park dark with its usual lights. When he drove into his driveway the feeling of pure dread sat at the bottom of his stomach as he stepped out of his car. By the looks of it, he had just beat Bakugou back since he didn’t see his car in the driveway next door.

He felt less of that angry drive that he had earlier. Now all he felt was a hollow emptiness inside him, even as he picked up the phone and called Denki to tell him where he would find you once he got here. Kirishima didn’t have the energy to deal with anything else, so he flopped back onto your couch, not knowing what he was supposed to do.

The whole day the both of them were swarmed with calls, looks, messages and internet press coverage that could make Endeavor’s career look shameful. The two of them had had a long call on what they would do from here but there wasn’t much to do from here. Not when their packmates weren’t answering any of their calls and there was radio silence from the whole of Pack A.

Midoriya swallowed down hard as he moved to the front door. He took a breath before opening the door. The smell of dinner caught him by surprise. He didn’t expect to smell dinner. In all honesty, he didn’t expect the house to be in the state that it was. Everything looked… fine… Almost as if nothing had happened at all. As if it was a normal day and it wasn’t swimming in scandals and an affair that was never meant to be out in the open.

Midoriya closed the door behind him, taking off his Jordans at the door as he walked further into the house.

“Daddy!” A happy Asahi ran over to him.

Midoriya forced a smiled to his face, glad that at least someone was glad to see him today. He crouched down and accepted his son into his arms with a bright smile. He placed a kiss on the pup’s cheek making him giggle. “Hey there buddy.” He grinned as he held the five year old in his arms. “How was your day, bud?”

Asahi looked freshly bathed and wore comfortable clothes. His chubby cheeks were pushed into a smile as he looked up at his father. “My day was so weird!” He stepped back jumping on his feet. “First I went to school and then Uncle Denki took me and all my other pup mates out early. We went to Uncle Shoto’s hero office and Aunty Momo got us ice-cream and we got to just have fun in the nest there.” He told his father, his retelling of his day being very similar to how Midoriya would go off about his own stories and experiences. Every hero agency kept nesting rooms around their agency for Omega employees or for cases that needed victims to feel safe. “Then I spent the day with Sonomi and Keiji at their house and then Aunty Momo took me back home and then we found Head Alpha Eiji here! He left a while ago but he was here while Dammy was taking a nap. Aunty Momo gave me a bath and helped me get dressed and then Uncle Denki was here and he was with Dammy till like five minutes ago.” He recalled.

Midoriya nodded his head, keeping his forced smile on his face. “Sounds like a very eventful day. Where’s Dammy?” he asked.

Asahi took one of his sire’s hands and started pulling him along towards the kitchen. There standing with your back towards him was you. You had scent blockers on your neck and you seemed very engrossed in what you were doing. While your husband felt fear slowly fill him at having to come face to face with you, your son seemed rather eager. He let go of his father who seemed rather frozen in place and ran over to your leg. “Dammy! Dammy look! Daddy’s home!” He spoke excitedly with a huge dimpled smile on his face.

You glanced down at him with a soft smile. “Really?”

He nodded his head. “Yep.”

“Thank you for telling me, baby. How about you go clear all your toys. Dinner is almost ready.” You told him. With a dutiful nod, the green haired little boy went running off.

The kitchen descended into silence as Midoriya stood in the entrance of the kitchens, feeling as though he was oceans away from you. The only sound was the deafening sound of your knife against your chopping board. Midoriya swallowed down hard as he took a step forward, his voice feeling trapped at thee back of his throat.

“Y/N, I-”

“How was work, honey?” The question took every word out of his mouth as he stilled. Your voice was so sweet, so sickeningly sweet it was almost as if he deserved to hear you speak to him like that. Midoriya was silent as he just looked to you. “It must have been so busy.” You continued.

“It… it was.” He clarified. He swallowed down hard as he took a step forward. “Y/N I-”

“You should get ready, dinner is almost ready. I made your favourite.” You moved to pick up whatever you had sliced and put it on the dish in the bowl next to you. You turned to him with a smile, your smile there but your eyes dull, hollow and empty. “Katsudon.” Midoriya looked down to what you held in your hands. A bowl of pork katsudon, just the way his mother had taught you to make it. He looked up at you, a tear slipping out of his eyes. This would be the last meal he would share with you and his son as a family. He nodded his head, silent.

Dinner was a tense and quiet affair with you focusing on Asahi and not on the Alpha across from you. Even after dinner, you avoided Midoriya like the plague. You wouldn’t talk to him nor would you acknowledge his presence. Not until it was late at night, Asahi was in bed and you sat on your bed with Midoriya standing at the door. He was silent as he waited for you to talk first.

You sat on the bed with your hands holding a bunch of letters in your hands. You sniffed as you looked through the letters that were addressed to you. “What was it?” You whispered softly, you didn’t look up at him as you spoke.

Midoriya was silent for a moment. “What was?”

You looked up with him, eyes lined with tears. “What was the reason that made you run to him? What made you choose him over me?” You whispered as you tilted your head to the side, trying to figure him out.

The Alpha in front of you was silent, not knowing what to say nor what to do? What was he supposed to tell you? He hesitated as he tried to find the words. “It… Y/N…” He closed his eyes as he dropped his shoulders. “You have to understand, I loved Kacchan since I was a pup. I tried so hard not to.” He closed his eyes almost as if it pained him just to try and explain it to you. As if you would never understand him. “I tried so hard not to love him, knowing that he chose Eijiro but… one thing led to another and we ended up-”

“Cheating.” You finished for him. “You ended up cheating.” Midoriya swallowed hard, looking down away from you not baring to meet your gaze. “How long have the both of you been sneaking around?”

Midoriya once again heisted, those green eyes that you fell in love with barely being able to look at you. “The past six years.”

You let out a soft gasp at that. You dropped the letters, letting them fall to the ground as you opted to hold yourself as well. Six years. Six years was he sleeping and hanging around another Omega and you had no idea. Six years he had been lying to you and he never said a thing.

Midoriya quickly moved to try and hold you, his instinct to comfort you moving stronger and faster than his normal reason. “Y/N-”

You wrenched yourself away from him. “No!” you shouted as you pushed yourself to the edge of your bed, not baring to let him touch you. Your face was scrunched up into one of disgust. “You don’t get to touch me with the same hands you touched him with!” You shouted into his face, Midoriya’s face twisting into one of hurt as he looked at you. You scowled as you looked at him. “Did I ever have a husband? Did you ever love me?”

“Of course, I love you!” He put his hands to his chest over his heart, his fingers scrunching up the shirt in his fist. “You are my wife! You are the dam of my pup and the Omega I marked!”

“NO! Don’t say all those things when they weren’t enough for you!” You shouted at him. Tears fell down your eyes as you looked at him so distraught. “I was never enough for you was I? I could have never been enough because I wasn’t him!” You pointed to the direction of the Bakushima household. It settled back into silence between the both of you. You sniffed as you swallowed down harshly. You lifted your head up trying to keep yourself together as the bond you had with the Alpha across from you seemed to be tearing apart. You pointed to the door. “Get out.” You whispered.

Midoriya looked up at you in shock. “W-what?”

“Get your stuff and get out of this house!” You shouted at him. His slight wince made you close your eyes. You took a deep breath and tried to control yourself. “I will not allow you to disrespect this family any longer by coming here when you clearly chose who you wanted instead. We can continue this conversation at a later date, but I want you out of this house.” You tried explaining more calmly than before.

Midoriya was taken aback from your words. The sinking fact that you were kicking him out, hurting more than he thought it ever could. His face scrunched up as he looked almost disgusted at the thought. “No. You can’t make me leave. This is our home!”

You lifted your nose at him. “It stopped being our home the moment you stuck your cock into Bakushima Katsuki’s cunt.” You whispered to him in hatred. “But if you won’t leave, we will.” You stood up and moved off the bed going to the closet. You were fast, moving straight to grab a duffel bag and just grab the essentials.

Midoriya immediately got up and followed. “Who is we?”

“Me and my son.” You clarified as you pushed In a bunch of clothes and a towel.

A growl interrupted your packing as you turned back to look at Midoriya. His canines were barred at you in warning as he glared at you, holding the doorway of the closet. “You are not taking my son out of this house.” He warned you, a dark undertone that told you that he seemed like he was ready to fight you if need be.

You got off your knees and moved over to him with a hiss. He growled back but you barred your Omegan fangs at him with a hiss, not backing down. “Either you leave, or we do.” You clarified to him. “I do not want our son to know that an Alpha cheating on his Omega is an okay thing.”

“You made a fucking fool out of me!” Kirishima shouted at his Omega as the both of them stood in their bedroom, their voices unhindered as the shouting match had happened almost immediately the moment that Kane went to bed. Kirishima stood in front of Bakugou with a scowl on his face. “How do you think I feel knowing my own fucking Omega has been fucking another Alpha behind my back?”

Midoriya was silent as the both of you stood almost chest to chest, glaring at one another, the other not backing down. He let out a low annoyed growl but stepped aside away from you, moving to pack a bag. You stayed on the defence, watching him pack as you stood your ground. Even though part of you was happy that he took the hint and was listening to you, the other half of you wished he fought harder to stay, even though knowing he was wrong.

Bakugou let out a breath as he closed his eyes. “Eijiro, I’m sorry.”

“Sorry? You’re fucking sorry?” He asked him with a cynical laugh. “Did our marriage mean anything to you!” The redheaded Alpha asked him with a hand to his chest. His face twisted in pure agony as he looked across to his mate only to be met with Bakugou looking away from him because he couldn’t bare to look at him. Kirishima closed his eyes briefly letting tears slip away. “We were the dream team, Katsuki. It was you and me. The Head Alpha and Omega of Pack A. What did Izuku do that I couldn’t?”

The blond Omega in front of him let out a breath. “It isn’t that Eijiro.”

“Then why the hell did you run off and fuck him for who knows how long?”

The crimson eyes of Bakugou tightened as they glared at the redheaded Alpha across from him. The blond Omega stood up and approached the redheaded Alpha. “Don’t make it sound like I’m a fucking slut, Red!”

Kirishima hardened his own gaze down to Bakugou. “Well when you fuck another Alpha, it sure makes you look that way!”

Bakugou scoffed. He pointed a finger to his chest. “I’m sorry that I did what I felt was me making the right decision.”

Kirishima looked at him confused. He put his hands to his head as he tried to understand, tried to fathom what Bakugou could see in this situation as a good decision. “How the hell is this a good decision? Did you even think about me or our son? How is this the best for Kane?”

A hiss left the blond Omega at the mention of the pup. “Only I know what’s best for Kane, for mypup.”

A loud growl came from Kirishima as he stepped up to stand toe to toe with Bakugou. He barred his teeth in aggression as he glared down at the blond. “Our pup, Omega.”

“NO! Mine!” Bakugou insisted. “How sure are you that he is your pup, then?

That question made the whole room fall into silence. Kirishima took a few steps back away from him as he froze. He wasn’t sure why that question made him feel more fearful than he had that whole day but it did. He could barely focus on anything else as he felt like everything around him was cracking for the second time today. “What… what do you mean?” Kirishima whispered, his eyebrows furrowed as he looked to Bakugou. “Why wouldn’t he be mine?”

Bakugou folded his arms over his chest as he stood his ground. “He’s not yours. You have no right to him or any decisions regarding his wellbeing! Kane is not your pup, never has been and he never will be.”

The Alpha shook his head as tears lined at his eyes and burned at him from the inside. “You’re lying. That heat we-”

“Izuku was over the day before my heat officially started, before I was with you the whole time.” He clarified. He moved fast and quickly, grabbing something from within his nightstand. He picked up a file, something he had for Kane since birth. “It was only after I gave birth to him did I have a paternity test done and found out who his real sire was.” He walked over back to Kirishima and handed him a piece of paper that was hidden behind Kane’s birth certificate.

Kirishima was terrified to look down. He felt like the moment he looked down, he would regret it for the rest of his life. But he did so anyways. He looked down and staring right up at him was a paternity test. It was for Kane and him. He couldn’t read any of the words that seemed to jumble up together but what did catch his attention was the numbers in bold at the bottom. 0,0007% Not even one percent match. Kirishima nearly dropped the document, a shaky hand moving to his mouth as he felt everything he ever knew and everything he ever loved get ripped away from him.

Bakugou took the document and folded it. “Kane is not your son, so don’t tell me what’s best for Kane as if it concerns y-”

The sound of whining came from the door as it was pushed open. Standing by the door with his hands together was Kane. He looked up at his parents in confusion and fear. He looked between them, confused as to why there was so much yelling. He whimpered as he kept himself small. “Daddy, Poppa, what’s going on?” He asked softly standing in his little shark pyjamas.

With Kane standing right there in front of him, Kirishima felt like he was so blind. Like he was so fucking blind. Kane, even though looked like he could be Bakugou’s twin, had certain things about him that didn’t make sense now. Did he always have such curly blond hair? Were his eyes always so wide and big? Was he always that small and tiny?

The redheaded Alpha couldn’t bare to look at him anymore, the fear that he wouldn’t recognise his own son settling in far too late. He turned to Bakugou, his face emotionless as he sniffed. He gave the blond a sad smile. “I hope your happier, then.” Kirishima turned and walked to his closet. He grabbed a duffel bag and started shoving his clothes into his bags. Kirishima wasn’t even sure if he was packing everything but he took all his essentials from the bathroom and his wallet too. Anything that looked important he took. Without looking at either one of them, Kirishima shoved his hands in his hoodie pocket and walked right past Kane out the door to his bedroom.

Kane let out some whines behind him, saying something to his dam that Kirishima couldn’t hear in his right mind right now. He marched through the scarcely lit house as he moved to the front door. He needed to leave. He didn’t know where he was going to, but he needed to leave.

“Daddy no!” He felt a body wrap around his leg making him pause. He looked down to see the blond pup clinging to him as hard as he could. Kane was crying, borderline sobbing big crocodile tears that only made Kirishima feel even more blind. “Don’t leave! Where you going?” He looked up to Kirishima with big crimson eyes, his hands balled up as he clung to his sweatpants and didn’t want to leave. Kirishima’s face twisted into something painful not having the heart to reply to him. Kane didn’t deserve this.

Suddenly the blond pup was pulled away from him and pulled into Bakugou’s arms as he kept the young boy off the ground and in his own arms. He forced a struggling and screaming Kane into his arms, almost defensively as if Kirishima was a stranger.

Kirishima just looked at Bakugou, pain filled before turning to leave out the front door. The moment he opened the door, he was greeted with the one masc he never wanted to see.

Midoriya Izuku stood on his doorstep holding a box and a backpack on his back. He looked to Kirishima in surprise. Kirishima stepped out of the way, his eyes dead as he stared at Midoriya. “Welcome home.” He stated as he allowed the green haired Alpha through. Midoriya hesitated looking at Kirishima with such hesitation. Kirishima found it funny. He was sure Midoirya didn’t look this unsure every day that he looked him in the eye, knowing that he was with his Head Alpha’s Omega.

Midoriya stepped inside and Kirishima bee lined out the door, closing the door behind him. Kirishima stood outside his front door, not knowing what to do next. The Alpha looked around, not knowing where to go so he just went straight. He walked across the street to the park. He walked barefooted holding on to the strap of his bag. His body stopped by a bench and he sat down there in the darkness, with nothing but the park light to illuminate where he was. He leaned back as he stood there for what felt like just a second, staring off for a moment.

“Eijiro…” Standing in front of him now was Todoroki, Mina and Sero. Both men looked down at Kirishima in confusion. Sero put a hand on Kirishima’s shoulder leaning forward. “Man, you’ve been sitting out here for two hours. What happened with Katsuki, are you okay?” he asked deeply concerned for not only his Head Alpha but one of his best friends.

Mina nodded as she held her jacket around her, trying to stop the sinking cold from coming in. “Come on Eij, you shouldn’t be out here all alone in the cold.”

Kirishima didn’t move for a second as he just stared up at Sero, then tears started running down his face his face unmoving for a second. Kirishima bit his bottom lip to stop himself from shattering in front of his friends. He brought two hands over his face as he tried to stop the bubbling sobs in his chest as he leaned forward. He shook his head. “He’s not mine.” He cried out. “He’s not mine and I love him so much.” He cried.

Sero moved closer to him as Mina quickly moved to put Kirishima in her arms, turning the large redhead to put his head in the crook of her neck. She rubbed his back as she held him tightly. The feeling of his oldest best friend made him only cry harder as he held onto her. Todoroki stepped forward confused, his eyebrows furrowed in confusion. “Who’s not yours, Eijiro?”

“Kane!” Mina’s eyes widened as she looked up to both men who both immediately froze as their faces fell in disbelief. Dead silence filled the space for a second. They looked to each other before looking back down at Kirishima. “He’s not mine. He was never mine! Katsuki told me. He’s-” A hiccup interrupted him as he couldn’t bare to speak more about it.

Mina shushed him sweetly as she rubbed his back. “It’s okay, Eijiro. Don’t think about all that right now, just let it all out big guy.” She told him as she looked up to her husband and one of her packmates.

Sero let out a breath as he ran a hand through his hair. The drama only getting worse and worse as time went by. However, once he looked to Todoroki both husband and wife were shocked. Todoroki had a hard look on his face. A scowl was one his beautiful face as he frowned. Todoroki was a traditionalist, he was someone who valued family and valued what came from it, but finding out that someone had disrespected that to this extent to Kirishima’s face, all while lying, was something he could never stand for. Todoroki stepped forward as he sat next to Kirishima on the bench and put a hand on his back as well.

The Seros took Kirishima to their place, letting him stay in their extra bedroom. Sero and Mina along with Todoroki agreed that they would call a pack meting tomorrow morning. Due to everything that was happening, they didn’t have work for the next couple of days so they would need to take the time to discuss and talk this over.

When the next morning came, in a painful reminder that time still goes on, Denki immediately went to your place, still regretting his decision of listening to you when you told him to leave. Denki immediately saw the state you were in. A very bad depressive drop. You were in your nest, refusing to leave it nor even get ready for the day or help Asahi who was too worried about you as he stayed buried at your side.

Denki took Asahi to the Sato’s place where all the pups would be kept during the meeting. Pony took a worried Asahi who was very confused as to what was going on and got him breakfast with the rest of his pup mates. Once Asahi was safe, Denki went back to you. You stayed in your nest, not responding at all. Denki knew that at least you ate something last night, so he wasn’t too worried about how your health was. He kept you sleeping in your nest, promising he would come back.

Kirishima was also left in the Sero’s place, dead asleep, having exhausted his very being enough that even if anyone did speak to him, he couldn’t hear it. Mina had got him some extra blankets and left a plate of breakfast at the side of his table just in case he got hungry while they were gone. Her and Sero took their daughter to the Satos before going over to Iida’s place.

In Iida’s sitting room was where the pack meeting was happening without you, Kirishima, Midoriya or Bakugou.

“What do you mean Kane isn’t Eijiro’s?” Shinso asked as he stood up and stared at Todoroki.

Todoroki nodded his head painfully. “That’s what he said.” He retold the group. “He said that he wasn’t his. Bakugou told him that last night.”

Momo put a hand over her mouth with a gasp in shock at the new piece of news that was just received to the rest of them. “Poor Eijiro.” She let out softly, the others agreeing in saddened hums. She turned to look at her husband as she sat next to him. “Having a pup meant so much to him.” She whispered.

Iida let out a heavy sigh as he dragged a hand through his hair. “It does.” He agreed with her. “And now we’re stuck with two members in a drop, one of which is our Head Alpha who now is without an Omega and a pup.” Iida tried to think about what was the best sort of action. Iida was the acting Head Alpha until Kirishima came back out of his drop. It was his say on what they would do next regarding this whole unprecedented situation. Iida sat down in his cushioned chair, putting his head on top of his hands. “This doesn’t look good for us, nor does it for Eijiro. But lets deal with one thing at a time and quickly. Izuku and Katsuki. Their actions can’t go unpunished.” He stated, the pack nodding their heads in agreement.

“No, they can’t.” Jirou stated as she crossed her arms over her chest.

Denki frowned as he thought about it for a moment. He closed his eyes. “Their actions are very severe. Not only did they lie to their mates, but Katsuki had a pup and framed it as our Head Alpha’s for six years. That’s horrible.”

Mina nodded along with Denki. “We also need to keep in mind that the public will expect word from what the pack has decided to do to them.”

“Well then we all know what the best course of action is.” Iida sat up in his chair, Hatsume standing next to him, leaning against his chair with one hand on his shoulder. He looked around at the pack members in the room, none of them denying what he was insinuating. He sighed as he closed his eyes. “Then I’ll tell Head Alpha.”

That evening, the whole pack was in attendance at what was essentially a ruling of the events that had happened. Bakugou and Midoriya stood together the eyes of their pack member feeling as though they were drilling holes into them. Bakugou held Kane closer towards him at all the scrutiny, glaring at them all at how quickly they changed against him. Kirishima stood in front of the both of them with you sitting at his side. You looked hollow, kind of just staring into the distance for a while. Asahi sat beside you, looking up at you concerned but also to his father.

Much later in the day Iida sat in a chair next to where Kirishima lay in bed. His eyes glued to the ceiling as he listened to what Iida had to say. He didn’t say much about anything other than finding out what you thought about the situation. Finding out that you were in agreement with what the pack had concluded, he felt better about it. So Kirishima agreed.

“Midoriya Izuku, Bakugou Katsuki,” Kirishima started. He had forced himself to stand before everyone tonight. He was in no state to do so, nor did he feel like he even had the will to exist right now, but he did what his job was. He was given the job of being Head Alpha and regardless of this situation he had to take it in stride. “You have both not only lied to your mates but also committed adultery. You also lied about the true sire of Bakugou Kane. Your choices have led to a unanimous decision made by the pack that the both of you along with your pup be exiled from Pack-A as well as ex-communicated.”

Both adults faces fell at that decision. Bakugou stepped forward with a face of disbelief. “Eijiro, you can’t be serious.”

Kirishima frowned as he looked down at the blond. “It’s Head Alpha Kirishima to you, Bakugou Katsuki and yes, yes I am. By noon tomorrow, the three of you should be off my pack lands.”

“If you all want to exile us that’s fine, but what about Kane?” Midoriya motioned to the blond pup who didn’t even know what the word ‘exile’ meant, let alone what was supposed to happen. “Kane did nothing wrong. He doesn’t deserve to be ripped from his pack like this. And what about my son Asahi? You’re just going to keep me away from him?”

Kirishima turned to the side, not having any more energy to talk to the both of them. Iida stepped in, putting a hand on Kirishima’s shoulder allowing him to sit down. Kirishima sat in the chair that was placed next to you roughly, too tired to try and sit gracefully. He leaned to the side and placed a hand over his eyes with a heavy sigh, just wanting to go back to bed. You put a hand on his shoulder, making him glance over to you. He gave you a tired smile.

Iida stepped to stand in front of the both of you. “What about Kane?” He asked with furrowed eyebrows as he looked over at the two of them. “As far as I’m concerned that pup would be with both his sire and dam. Should he wish to play or spend time with any of the other pups, he can do that at school.” Iida clarified. “Regarding Asahi,” The little boy perked up at the mention of his name. “A custody agreement will be settled between you and Y/N regarding him along with the divorce agreement, in the mean time Y/N has agreed to give you weekends. Katsuki, you will also receive a document of divorce papers shortly. From the moment this meeting ends, all three of you will never belong to Pack A again.”

-Glitch1d

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