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Midoriya's First Heat

MHA- Dekubowl (Deku x everyone (but really just Deku x Class 1a minus Mineta cause he got expelled or something idk fuck him)) | SFW Omegaverse

Summary: Midoriya begins pre-heat. It's his first heat. How does that work in the dorm system?

Part of my OmegaDekuBowl series

SFW Angst/Fluff

inspiration: https://archiveofourown.org/series/1539151 // https://archiveofourown.org/series/1701352

Thank you so much to @cozysafechaotic for being my beta! Really appreciate it.

btw this is chaptered on my ao3 but here on tumblr im not bothering with chapters anymore for finished fics. one big ol fic for yall.

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Tired. That was the way to describe Midoriya’s current mental state.

He had no idea why he was so tired. Too much training? Too little sleep?

Maybe it was the fact that he’d cleaned the entire common area and cooked dinner all by himself that afternoon.

His friends had tried to pitch in but he was absolutely adamant about doing everything himself. Why couldn’t they see that he just wanted to take care of them?

After class had let out, he pretty much beelined for the dorms with nothing on his mind except helping his friends. Cleaning, cooking, all of it. Come to think about it, he’d been pretty huggy too.

Well, he just wanted his class to feel good! What was wrong with that?

“You good, Midoriya? You’ve been pretty busy.” Kirishima said to him as he walked past. He had a finished plate of curry in his hands, the dinner Midoriya had made for all of them.

“I’m fine, Kiri, really.” He sighed. Why was everyone asking that?

“Alright. Well, you know you can talk to us, right?”

“I’m fine.” He said, sounding admittedly tired, even to himself.

Even if he did clean and cook all afternoon, he shouldn’t be this tired. He trained day in and day out, why was this exhausting him? He inhaled. The smells of his class filled his mind, easing his tension bit by bit.

He spotted a discarded jacket on the floor near the couch. Without thinking, he quickly picked it up. Why did he do that? Oh, probably laundry. Yeah, it needed cleaning.

He held it up to his face and took a deep breath. It was Kirishima’s.

Alpha.

Warmth filled his core and he smiled.

“Oh, you found my jacket.” Kirishima yelled from the kitchen with a slight waver in his voice.

“Oh, uh, yeah. It was on the floor so it’s probably dirty. I’ll clean it for you. No worries!” Midoriya rushed off before he could hear again how he needed to take it easy.

He rubbed the cotton material in his hands as he rode the elevator up. As he stepped off onto his floor, he found himself entering Tokoyami’s room. He searched the darkened area and found a cloak hanging off the side of the bed. It smelled of him, like ash and a dark roast coffee.

He grabbed it and exited the room, now holding a hoodie and a cloak as he approached Aoyama’s room.

…

Jirou stepped off the elevator on her floor. She was still worried about Midoriya but she couldn’t find him on his floor. Eventually, she figured she’d just retire to her room and Midoriya would reach out for help if he needed it.

What she didn’t expect was to see Midoriya leaving her room with an armful of clothing.

“Uh, Midoriya? Are you okay?”

“Huh?” Midoriya blinked and looked at her as if escaping from a trance. “Yeah?”

“What’s… with the clothes?”

The greenette looked at the clothes in his arms with a puzzled expression. “Um… laundry?”

“You don’t seem too sure about that.”

“I guess that’s what I’m doing.” He shrugged.

Wait a minute.

Cleaning, cooking, extra touchy, and now he was stealing clothes.

Jirou’s eyes widened. “Midoriya, are you… um,” She winced, not knowing how to phrase it politely. “Are you, uh, nesting… like, in a pre-heat?”

Midoriya furrowed his brow at her, as if what she said was insane. After a moment, his eyes widened to the size of dinner plates. “My heat? Oh crap! Am I gonna have my first heat?”

“Wait, your first? I thought Present Mic said omegas got their first heat in middle school?”

“I-I’m a… late bloomer.” Midoriya flushed and grimaced. “Crap, I’m going into heat. I didn’t even think about this when we moved into the dorms. Am I gonna have my heat here? What am I gonna do?!” Midoriya was hyper-ventalating and shaking.

Jirou focused on pumping out as much soothing beta scent as possible, knowing that her number one goal was calming him down.

It worked, though just a bit, as Midoriya’s breathing slowed and deepened and he stopped trembling.

“Let’s head downstairs, we’ll calm down first, yeah? Plus, everyone will be relieved to know what’s been going on. Didn’t we talk about in class how when someone’s in heat they need to feel safe with people they’re close to? I know we’re not family, but we can try and help?” Jirou held out her hand and Midoriya hesitantly took it. She led the omega to the elevator and the two headed to the commons, Midoriya still holding an armful of clothes.

“Do you want to tell everyone when we get down there?” Jirou asked.

“I don’t know.” Midoriya whimpered and gripped the clothes he had tightly.

“Uh, you don’t have to tell them if you don’t want to. I can probably spin some excuse for you.”

“I…” Midoriya paused. Jirou sent out more beta scent to help calm him and he continued. “I need to go ask Mr. Aizawa what I’m gonna do for my… heat. I’d like… someone to come with me.”

“That’s no problem. Who do you want?”

…

“What do you think’s been up with Midoriya?” Kirishima asked to the group sat in the living area with him.

“I’m not sure, but it’s definitely odd behavior.” Todoroki answered.

“There’s no way the nerd looks that exhausted just from some cleaning and cooking, something else is up.” Bakugou said, looking as unperturbed as ever, though there was still some worry evident, just barely.

“Perhaps something is wrong with Eri. They’ve been particularly close ever since the School Festival.” Iida offered.

“Nah, Amijiki’s been talking about Mirio and Eri and she’s been totally fine.” Kirishima responded.

The elevator dinged and Jirou and Midoriya entered the commons. Most of the class turned to look and raised an eyebrow at Midoriya’s armful of clothes.

“You, like, on a laundry run or something?” Kaminari asked.

Midoriya ducked his head and flushed.

Some of the class picked up that something was wrong. The omega was letting out distress pheromones and you could see it all over his face, too.

“Are you alright, Midoriya?” Momo asked.

“Do you want me to ask?” Jirou spoke softly to Midoriya so only he could hear. He nodded his head.

“Midoriya needs to go talk to Mr. Aizawa.” She looked to two alphas near the tv. “Bakugou, Iida, you wanna go with him?” She shot them a very intense ‘go, don’t ask questions’ look.

“Of course!” Iida shot up in an instant.

“Tch. Fine.” Bakugou got up, looking reluctant, but Midoriya could tell that he wanted to go.

“Hey, is he okay?” Kaminari asked.

“He’s fine, just chill out.” Jirou shrugged, trying to keep people from prying until Midoriya was ready.

“Thank you.” Midoriya said and handed the clothes in his arms to Jirou so he could begin walking to the door, to which the two alphas singled out followed.

As soon as the three were outside the dorms, Bakugou broke the silence. “Okay, spill, what’s going on?” causing the omega to wince.

“I’m… in pre-heat.”

“What?” The two alphas practically yelled.

“Ah, I assume we are going to Mr. Aizawa to ask about your accommodations during your cycle.” Iida said.

“So that’s why you’ve been acting weird.” Bakugou muttered. The omega nodded with a red face.

“Rest assured that we will do anything to help you through your heat, Midoriya.” Iida announced whilst chopping the air.

That brought at least a little comfort to the omega’s nerves as they made their way to Mr. Aizawa’s office.

…

Aizawa was grading Kaminari’s paper, making a variety of marks as the door opened. He looked up from the homework and raised an eyebrow at Iida and the two problem children.

“What is it?”

“Could you… wait outside?” Midoriya asked quietly to the two other students.

“Of course.”

“Yeah, whatever.”

The door closed and Aizawa was alone with a very nervous Izuku Midoriya. This had his attention.

“Why are you here?”

“So, I know we’re at the dorms because of the league and all, but… what do I do for my… heat? Do I have to have it here?” He asked, voice high and face aflame.

Aizawa blinked. That wasn’t anywhere near what he was expecting.

“You all were actually just about to have a class about this kind of thing tomorrow.” The teacher put the papers inside his desk and gave his full attention to his student. “It isn’t safe to send any of you home, so one of the new buildings constructed is what’s known as a Cycle Home. Do you know what that is?”

Midoriya shook his head.

“A Cycle Home is a building with heat rooms and rut rooms. As you can imagine, these are facilities for taking care of alpha and omegas in heats or ruts. They’re staffed by Cycle Specialists trained to help people through their cycles. UA has specifically hired Cycle Specialists for youths and we have A/B/O support on staff. Think counselors, but specifically for problems relating to secondary gender.”

“So… I stay in a heat room?”

“Pretty much. You’ll be escorted to the heat room and spend the duration of your cycle there under 24 hour supervision. You’ll have a laptop with internet access to attend classes and be provided food, water, medication, nesting materials, and a heat collar.”

“When do I go?”

“How long do your pre-heats usually last?”

Midoriya winced and went silent. After a moment, Aizawa sighed.

“If this is your first heat, then I’d say you should go right away. We’ll contact your family and let them know. If you’d like anything from home we can call and have it brought here. For now, you should go pack what you want with you in the heat room. If you want, a teacher can escort you, or you could have some of your classmates go with you.”

“I’ll have my friends come with me.” Midoriya bowed his head. “Thank you, Mr. Aizawa.”

“If you have any concerns about your heat or secondary gender, there are people in the heat rooms who will help you. Now go pack.”

“Yes, sir.” Midoriya left the room with a very tired Aizawa and explained the basis of what they discussed to the two alphas waiting outside.

“You’re going to be in the heat rooms? Are you sure you wouldn’t rather stay with us in the dorms?” Iida asked as they began their walk back to Heights Alliance.

“I think it’s for the best. I’d be safer there, anyway.”

“Safer? Like anyone could keep you safer than I could. I’d kill anyone who tried to even get close to you.” Bakugou scoffed.

Midoriya felt his inner omega positively sing at that.

Alpha will keep us safe in heat. Alpha will protect us. Alpha wants us safe.

“Really?” He couldn’t keep himself from asking.

“Hah? You doubting my ability to keep you safe?”

“N-No, not at all, Kacchan!”

“So, will you be staying in the dorms with us after all?” Iida’s voice had a lilt of hopefulness to it.

The omega thought it over for a second or two. “No. This is my first. I don’t know what might go wrong. It’s best if there are professionals around in case something happens.”

“I understand. And I applaud you for taking your health so seriously.”

“Tch. Whatever, nerd.”

…

Midoriya ran through his packing checklist one more time in his head as he rode the elevator down.

Blankets, a pillow, my favorite All Might plush, laptop, clothes, underwear, toiletries, anything else?

His backpack was full to the brim with things for the heat room, causing him to wonder if he overpacked.

Once the elevator doors opened and his entire class seemed to be waiting in the commons for him. He had texted Jirou earlier that it was okay to tell the class since he had to leave for a week or two and that they should probably know why.

Turns out they were all quite concerned for him.

“Aw, Mido, you were being so sweet taking care of us, and now you’re leaving? Not fair!” Mina charged into him with a hug, almost toppling the two of them over.

“We would be happy to take care of you here, if that’s what you want.” Todoroki offered.

They really want me to stay, huh?

“Thanks, guys, but I’ve made up my mind.”

“That’s okay, Midoriya. We hope you feel better.” Tsu said.

“Yeah, for sure.”

“We wish you the best!”

“Au Revoir~”

Midoriya smiled and nodded.

“Forget it. Me and Glasses are taking him and that’s final.” Bakugou growled.

Midoriya looked over to see Bakugou baring his teeth at Todoroki and Tokoyami.

“I think it’d be a good idea for me to join you in escorting Midoriya to the Cycle Home.” The bi-colored alpha said.

“As if. The nerd chose me, got it?”

“Dark Shadow and I wish to join as well.”

“What part of ‘he chose us’ don’t you idiots get, huh?”

Midoriya walked between them. “All four of you can take me if you stop fighting.”

That shut them up. With a few grunts or nods of approval, the five of them set out for the other side of campus. Midoriya, Bakugou, Iida, Tokoyami, and Todoroki. Four alphas and one omega.

When they arrived, Midoriya felt like he was sweating through his jacket. All the anxieties were building up and now he was there, about to spend over a week without any of his friends or family in one of the most vulnerable points in his life.

“Are you feeling alright, Midoriya?” Todoroki asked softly.

“‘Course he’s not, you idiot.” Bakugou barked, ever the calm one.

They entered the building which had a similar look to Heights Alliance, not surprising, as they were built around the same time. There was a front desk with a friendly looking woman wearing pink glasses and a headband.

“Hi there, Izuku Midoriya?”

“Um, yes ma’am.”

“Alright, let me just sign you in. I just need to ask you a few questions about your cycle.”

“Oh, uh, right.” Midoriya nervously approached the desk.

“Have you started yet or are you in pre-heat?”

“Um, pre-heat.”

“This is your first, correct?”

“Yeah.”

“Do you have any medical conditions that we should be aware of?”

“No.”

“What is your pack status?”

“No pack.”

“Alright, that should do it. Allow me to show you to your heat room.” She stood and gestured for Midoriya to follow her. He turned to his friends first and bowed his head.

“Thank you for escorting me here. I’ll see you after this all blows over.”

“Of course we’d help. We are your class after all!” Iida proudly announced.

“Yeah, whatever. Don’t slack off. When you come back we’re going at it, 100%!” Bakugou scoffed and walked out of the building, followed by the other three alphas with various goodbyes.

Midoriya’s expression softened and he turned back to the woman to be led to his room.

The heat room was sort of similar to a hospital room in size. It had a large mattress on the floor with a closet, desk, and window. In the open closet was a large selection of blankets of various colors and sizes, most likely nesting materials.

“This is where you’ll be staying, feel free to make yourself at home. You’ll have three meals delivered to your room and two snacks a day. The bathroom is down the hall with showers as well. As you’re the only omega checked in at the moment, you have it all to yourself. A Cycle Specialist will be assigned to you to keep track of your progress, temperature, and water intake. We’ve received a delivery of a few blankets and pillows from your home which will be moved here momentarily.”

Modiriya nodded and began unpacking his things as the woman left him to his own devices. He plugged in his laptop and set it on the desk. He stored his clothes in the closet. He poured out all the nesting materials he had packed for himself onto the bed and put his bag of toiletries on the edge of his desk closer to the door for when he got ready for bed that night.

He stared at the room with a feeling of emptiness. What now? He had finished his homework and he couldn’t train now that he was in the heat room.

Usually he’d hang out with some of his friends. Talk with Iida and Uraraka, play some videogames with Kaminari and Sero, train with Bakugou, Kirishima, and Todoroki…

He could make a nest. That’s what he was doing earlier, wasn’t it?

Midoriya grabbed some of the blankets from the closet. They were nesting blankets specifically, long, oddly-shaped, and extra soft. He smiled as he carded his fingers through the fibers. He brought them to his face and smelled…

Detergent. A nameless detergent that meant nothing to him.

Earlier, the clothes from his class… his friends, it smelled so nice. Warm, comforting, safe.

But these…

Well, he’d take what he could get.

As he was setting up the base for his nest, there was a knock. He told them to come in and it was the lady from before with a big box.

“Your mother sent you these from home. If you need anything, just let us know, your attendant will be here shortly to do a quick check-up.” She said before closing the door and leaving.

Finally, nesting materials that smelled safe.

Midoriya practically tore through the box. Most of them were old blankets that were his, but a few were his moms, smelling like chai tea and fresh dough.

And so, he got to work.

…

It was three AM. Midoriya could barely sleep. He felt anxious. He felt tired. Most of all, he felt alone. He had worked on his nest for hours but it just felt empty. He could smell his mom and his old home, but not his current home. Not any of his friends. Not Iida. Not Uraraka. Not Todoroki. Not Kacchan.

Now that he was aware he was going into heat, he could feel it. This unending tension and clinging exhaustion that wouldn’t let go. If everything he learned in class was right, he should be going into heat within the next day.

He couldn’t help but remember the clothes he had collected earlier. Kirishima’s jacket, Tokoyami’s cloak, Jirou’s hoodie, Aoyama’s shirt, Hagakure’s tank top… they all smelled so secure and reassuring. Throughout everything he and his class had been through together, their scents were a source of calm to him.

He wanted so badly to go collect nesting materials but he was stuck there now until his heat ended.

Midoriya pulled out his phone and opened the class group chat.

‘Midoriya: Hey guys. Do you think some of you would be willing to bring some nesting materials by the heat rooms at some point? Like shirts and blankets and stuff. Don’t feel like you have to though. It’s not super important’

He added the last part, unsure about how the request would make his class feel. An omega taking items for nesting was usually only for people they were close with and/or pack mates. He didn’t want to overstep anyone’s boundaries or sound like he was demanding their things for himself. Though, it couldn’t hurt to ask, right?

He put down his phone and tried to get some sleep before class tomorrow, which he’d be attending virtually.

…

The omega woke up to his phone alarm and an all-over body ache. He winced and groaned as he sat up and stretched.

Oh, right. Heat pain.

His usual morning routine went off decently well, a shower, teeth-brushing, taming his messy green lockes with a hairbrush, the usual. As he was just making sure his laptop was ready for the class, a Cycle Specialist knocked and entered.

He was a taller dark-skinned man with patches of gray scales on his face holding a clipboard and a satchel hanging off his shoulder. “Greetings, Midoriya. I’m your nurse, Mr. Higashi, I’ll be checking your vitals this morning and Nonaka will be here with your breakfast soon. If you could just sit at your desk, I’ll take your blood pressure and temperature.”

Midoriya sat and furrowed his brow as the nurse entered. He was careful not to stray too close to the nest, as entering an omega’s nest without being invited was generally a bad idea. “Is all this really necessary?”

“Technically, no. But, as you’re a hero student having his first heat under the care of UA, the staff want to make sure there’s no negative reaction by the body or that you may have some condition about your secondary gender that might affect your hero work.” Mr. Higashi said as he wrapped Midoriya’s arm in the cuff and took his blood pressure.

“Besides, between you and me, they’re mostly covering their butts. See, if a student has a bad heat experience under their care, you or your family could sue.” The doctor laughed. “And they can’t send you home because of all the villain attacks. So they gotta give you the best, or else they’re in trouble.”

That got a small chuckle out of him.

“Alright, your heart rate and blood pressure look good. Let’s take your temp.” The nurse scanned a thermometer over his forehead and hummed at the reading. “A little warm there. I’m guessing you’ll be starting your heat within the next 20 hours or so.” He quickly put his medical instruments in a small bag and picked up his clipboard. “I’ll go fetch Nonaka for you, be back in sec.” The nurse offered a cheerful smile and left.

Higashi walked down the hall and to the front of the building, looking for Nonaka when he saw a small crowd of students at the front holding a massive amount of clothing and blankets.

“Excuse me, may I help you?”

“We’re here to see Izuku Midoriya.” The taller one with glasses and dark blue hair spoke loudly with an air of authority.

Higashi looked down at his clipboard with Midoriya’s paperwork and scanned the top information section. Just as he thought. “Izuku Midoriya is not in a pack. Only immediate family and pack members are allowed to visit the omegas.”

“What? That’s ridiculous!” A shorter brown-haired girl said with a pout.

“We were asked to bring him some nesting materials. May we leave them for him?” One of the alphas of the group, the one with red and white hair, asked calmly.

“I’ll take them for now, go ahead and leave them on the front desk. If Midoriya says yes, then I’ll allow it.”

“Why the Hell wouldn’t he say yes when he’s the one who asked us to come here?” One of them, the winner of the Sports Festival, practically snarled in his face, as two others from the group put all the nesting materials on the desk as asked.

“Believe it or not, there are some people who will try and force nesting materials on omega’s in an effort to get them used to their scent so they may take advantage of them.”

A few in the group recoiled in disgust, while a couple others seemed offended at the implication.

“I’m not saying you guys are definitely doing that, it’s just something we have to be aware of. Midoriya’s still mentally in a place where he can accept and reject things, so I’ll talk with him about it.”

“Sorry, what did I miss?” Nonaka walked in at that moment, having probably gone to use the bathroom.

“Just some friends offering nesting materials, Nona, go ahead and grab Midoriya’s breakfast, I’ll take care of this.”

Nonaka nodded her head and left. Higashi looked back at the group.

“Thank you for the offerings for your friend. We’ll take it from here.”

“Of course. We thank you for your time.” Glasses bowed and corralled everyone out the door.

Higashi smiled at all the offerings piled on the front desk now. “Nice kids.”

…

“Midoriya?”

“Come in.” Midoriya said from his desk.

The lady from earlier with pink glasses, Nonaka, entered with a warm tray of food. “Breakfast. Lunch Rush makes all the food for the Cycle Home, so lucky you. I love his cooking.” She set the tray down on the desk and placed some chopsticks beside them.

“Thank you.” Midoriya quickly grabbed the tray and began eating his grilled fish, suddenly feeling extremely hungry.

“Also, did you ask for some nesting materials from your friends? A group of students came by with clothing and blankets for you.”

“Mm-hmm!” Midoriya hummed and nodded in between bites of food.

“Alright then.” Nonaka stepped out of the room and Midoriya heard a strained sound from outside. He looked to see Higashi bringing in an absolute mountain of nesting materials.

Midoriya inhaled in surprise and a bit of rice flew into his throat, causing him to cough and hack it up. As soon as he caught his breath Higashi stepped out and brought another mass of items.

“They brought all that for me?”

The two attendees laughed. “Yep. You’ve got a good group of friends there.” Higashi said.

“We’ll leave you to it. I’m sure you’re gonna wanna work on that nest now, huh?” Nonaka said, smiling at Midoriya’s vigorous nodding. She chuckled and the two left the room.

Midoriya was on cloud nine as the scents from all his friends filled his nose and head. Forget food, he was on the floor sorting out items in an instant, trying to figure out how each color and each scent would fit together in his perfect first nest.

There was so much material to work with, layers upon layers of cloth and cushion, Midoriya was in heaven.

He spent the next twenty minutes carefully placing each item in its exact spot within the nest. Just as he was making the important decision of where the alpha scents went, the alarm on his phone went off, alerting him that class was starting very soon. He reluctantly got up from his nest and went to his desk to start class.

—

The heat was really setting in.

It had been 3 days. He had made the perfect nest and for a moment he thought this might not be so bad.

Well, those anxieties he felt earlier about his first heat were not misplaced.

He hurt, and not a little either. One thing you could not say about Izuku Midoriya is that he had no pain tolerance. That was the opposite of the truth. He’d shattered his bones over and over again and kept fighting.

But this wasn’t like that. It was an ache. It was a throbbing burning ache in his core that spread across his body, and he had a headache to match.

And the actual heat part… Midoriya had fought Todoroki before, he’d been burnt by fire, this was worse.

At least in a fight he had adrenaline coursing through him that kept his mind from focusing on any pain or discomfort, but just sitting there in his nest, he could feel every inch of fire on his skin.

Heats weren’t normally like this, at least, not for adults, but as he had heard about in health class, heats and ruts when you’re young are irregular and abnormal and can easily be debilitating.

Lucky him.

On top of it all, all of his senses were cranked up to a hundred. Increased sensitivity, another effect of heats. Things were bright, pain was more intense, tastes were stronger, sounds were louder.

Thankfully, since the staff are trained for this sort of thing, they easily communicate and move around without making too much sound. And the food was already pretty bland, probably for this exact reason, so he could still eat pretty easily.

He laid in the fetal position in his nest, all clothes except boxers discarded, and fan on full blast. Classes were over for the day, so he didn’t have to keep trying to focus with his muted thoughts and fuzzy vision.

There was a knock and the door creaked open.

“Hey, Midoriya. I need to get your vitals real quick and then we’ll get dinner right out for you.”

Midoriya whined out something hoarsely and slowly sat up, holding out his arm for the blood pressure cuff.

Higashi gently took a seat beside him and set up the cuff. “At this rate, your peak heat should happen sometime between tonight and this time tomorrow. After that it’ll start to feel better.” He spoke softly as he took measurements. Midoriya was wincing at the cuff squeezing his arm, feeling everything so much more during this period.

The omega reached for his All Might plushie and held it close, needing something to squeeze. Higashi smiled but didn’t comment. He just scanned his forehead with the thermometer and hummed at the results.

“Did you finish your water from earlier?” He asked.

“Yeah.” Midoriya practically whispered as he handed him the empty bottle.

“Alright, let me get you a refill.” He took the bottle and left, allowing Midoriya to dramatically flop back down with a deep sigh.

The worst part of all of this was that throughout it all… he could only think about how much he wanted to be back at the dorms with his friends. He wanted them there. He wanted to nest there and bring them in, invite them in, and cuddle with them together. He cared about each of them so much. Their scents were great, and just about the only thing keeping him sane, but what he wouldn’t give for them there in person…

For now, all he could do was eat and guzzle water like his life depended on it.

…

“Alpha…” Midoriya whined and whimpered. His peak heat was here. His eyes were glazed over and he couldn’t move his body much. His thoughts were muddled… but there was still something on his mind. “Alphas… where?”

Higashi scribbled a few things down from his seat at the desk. He was required to keep ten minutes of watch over Midoriya every hour to make sure nothing alarming happened. He seemed physically fine, but Higashi was starting to think he did have a pack. Well, not yet, but he seemed very attached to a group of alphas, most likely those kids from earlier, and he wouldn’t doubt if he’d bonded to the betas too.

“You’re alright, Midoriya. Do you want more water?”

“Alphas… Kacchan. Want Kacchan.”

“Kacchan isn’t here. Do you want an ice pack?”

Midoriya curled up and whined pitifully.

“I’ll get you an ice pack in a minute, okay?”

Midoriya didn’t respond. Honestly, Higashi was surprised he had already responded as much as he did during his first peak heat.

The omega was clearly quite close to his friends. He wouldn’t be surprised if the next time he saw Midoriya he had formed a pack with them. A pack formed at a younger age came with some unique problems, but it wasn’t inherently doomed to fail. He’s seen many young packs who stayed together and made each other stronger, just what heroes in training could use.

Higashi wrote down a note to recommend A/B/O support to Midoriya. A counselor in secondary gender and pack dynamics could help him navigate a possible pack, or at least his relationship with these alphas. This ‘Kacchan’ in particular seemed to mean a lot to him.

He’d bring it up to him once he came out of his heat.

...

Midoriya quickly shoved his laptop and charger into his bag. He was finally getting out of this place!

His heat ended up lasting 8 days, 8 days too long if you ask Midoriya. He was thrilled to get back to his friends and classes and he was already mulling over which muscle groups to work out and which type of combat training would be best to jump back into after his break.

He had to request a box to store all the nesting materials his class had brought him. Extra care was taken to neatly fold them so they wouldn’t be so crumpled or wrinkly when he returned them.

It felt awful to have to take apart his nest that he worked so hard on, but if it meant leaving sooner, then he was all for it.

“Hi, Midoriya, may I come in?” Came Nonaka’s voice.

“Come in.”

“We’re almost ready for your checkout,” Nonaka said as she entered the room. “However, you’ve still got some lingering heat scent so you’ll be required to wear a heat collar on school grounds. Do you have one? If not, we have one you can take with you.”

The greenette blinked in surprise. “Uh, no, I don’t have a heat collar.”

“That’s alright.” She fished around in her pocket for a moment before pulling out a plain black collar wrapped in plastic. “Here you go. Let me just finish your check-out and you’ll be all good to go.” She waved and exited his room.

Midriya took the collar in his hand and fumbled with the plastic before sliding it off.

The collar was a thick fabric with two long strips of foam, meant to go over the scent glands, and a thin plastic buckle at the back. It was black and plain, as one should expect from something given out by medical staff. He rubbed his thumbs over the foam. It was soft yet firm, comfortable but still able to soak up the scent. It slid over his neck and snapped in the back with a small click.

Midoriya adjusted the collar a bit, trying to center it over his glands in just the right way before finally letting go with a satisfied smile.

With his bag zipped shut, and the heat room left just as it was found, the omega eagerly left the room and beelined for the lobby. 8am! There was still enough time to take his stuff back to his dorm and make his first class in person.

As he entered the lobby, he saw some familiar faces.

Was that… his entire class?

“Deku, you’re out!” Uraraka called and waved her hand in the air excitedly.

It’s true. His entire class was there. All 18 of them!

He couldn’t help it. After over a week of being alone in heat he ran up the group, not an ounce of hesitation, and practically tackled Bakugou in a hug.

Alpha. The words resided in his mind as he clutched onto Bakugou like his life depended on it.

“What the fuck? Deku?” Bakugou yelled, but didn’t push him away.

“Alpha.” This time he said it aloud in a satisfied sigh.

Though Midoriya couldn’t see it, as his face was buried in Bakugou’s chest, the alpha’s cheeks flared red and his eyes went wide.

“Midoriya, are you quite alright?” Iida asked, putting a hand on the omega’s shoulder, not paying attention to the death glare now upon him from Bakugou.

Midoriya pulled away with a smile like the sun. “Yeah. I just missed you guys.”

“We missed you too!” Mina, Uraraka, Kirishima, Sero, and Kaminari all shouted at once.

There was a laugh from the desk. “Izuku Midoriya, you’re all checked out. You’ve still got class, but afterwards I’m sure your friends will be happy to keep you company. And be sure to come back if you have any other concerns.”

“I will.” Midoriya waved.

“Oh, and don’t forget the nesting materials your friends were so nice to have brought you.” Higashi said and he entered with the box of clothes and blankets.

“I got it!” Kirishima ran to the nurse and grabbed the box before heading back to the group.

“Alright, we have enough time to take Midoriya’s items to his dorm room and then go straight to class.” Iida announced and waved them all out of the building.

Midoriya practically skipped out of the building with Bakugou’s hand in his right and Iida’s in his left.

“So what was it like in there, Mido?” Mina asked.

“Boring.” He answered honestly. “I really miss classes in person, training, and just hanging out in the dorms with all of you.”

“Aww, we were missing you too. It’s just not the same without both the problem kids.” Mina snickered, expecting some retaliation from Bakugou, but instead the alpha in question was oddly quiet, staring at Midoriya like some kind of alien.

“I got an idea! Let’s run back to the dorms. Bet you’re ready to stretch those legs, huh, Midoriya?” Kaminari waved and began running.

Midoriya chuckled. “You’re right, I do need a run.” He let go off the alpha’s hands and began jogging down the pavement, oblivious to the effect it had on the two alphas. Within seconds, the entire class was running across campus which turned to a race. Midoriya had One For All Full Cowling active as he dashed over the cement and grass. With the wind and sun on his face and class beside him, he finally felt truly happy for the first time in over a week.

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Happy Halloween!!!

A/N: I did some research and Halloween is celebrated in Japan during the summer (August/September) as a celebration of the spirits and then in the fall (October) as a huge costume party! They don't really go trick or treating but we won't be doing that today.

Warning: This short story will contain depictions of underaged drinking

You pat down the black tulle skirt and straightened up your blouse, the deep cut felt revealing but that's what you wanted. It was time to grab Todoroki’s attention, you thought surely one of you had to make a move soon after months of back and forth. Your thoughts and insecurities ran wild, spiraling as you kept questioning yourself.

Was my skirt too short? Maybe Shoto hasn't made a move cause he isn't interested? Then why would be give me chocolates? My thighs are showing an awful lot, is that okay? Oh, I'm so confused and anxious now. I can't possibly wear this, my breasts look provocative, what kind of message is that going to send to my classmates? What kind of message is that going to send to him?

You put a hand to your chest and took a deep breath, the warmth of your palm giving you a sense of calm. No, no. Don't do this, don't freak out at the last minute. You didn’t want to chicken out so soon, you had already promised Jiro you'd be there, and she's super nervous about this party too. She had come up to you earlier this morning, something was clearly on her mind the way she looked down at her hands and feet, her mind seemed to be clouded. Jiro asked you if you were going to the party, at the time you weren't quite sure yet, but when she said she might not go because she was nervous you knew the two of you had to be each other's support buddy going in. Tonight you and Jiro would walk in that party together and stay as long as you possibly could. You knew that wasn’t all that was on her mind though, but you didn’t want to pressure her into telling you the real reason why she didn't want to go to the party. Even after you agreed to go with her, she still seemed uneasy. You stared at yourself in the mirror, the black tulle skirt cinched around your waist creating an hourglass effect on your body. You paired it with a black low-cut frilly blouse with a deep v only connected by strands tied into a bow, as well as long knee-high black and orange striped socks, with a black witch hat with an orange bow. You finished up the look with some orange eyeshadow, thick eyeliner, mascara, black matte lipstick, and tiny little eyeliner hearts on your cheekbones. As you stood back from your mirror you shook your head, trying hard to resist the urge to take a makeup wipe and just wipe it all off. Your thoughts began to spiral again, I can't do it, I can't go out to that party looking like this, no one can possibly make me go out now- A gentle ping brought you out of the spiral, your phone screen was alight with a single text notification.

Jiro: You ready? I'm a couple of minutes away from your place.

You started a couple of messages with "I'm not feeling good.", "I don't think I can go anymore.", and "My outfit got ruined at the dry cleaners.". You deleted your last message and threw the phone on your bed. Frustrated with yourself, you decided to grab your things and make your way downstairs before you could have a moment to change your mind. You tucked your things into your waistband as you shuffled down the steps of your home, dreading the moments that led up to going to the party. You thought maybe if you walked really quickly without thinking, your brain wouldn’t catch up to what you were doing and then you could go to the party. It was wishful thinking on your part because as soon as you went to grab your loafers your resolve began to crumble. Before you could chicken out, you pulled your phone out to message Jiro. If you sent a message implying you were going, then you had to go. Right?

Me: I'm heading out the door right now, I just need to put on my shoes.

You stepped into a pair of black platform loafers and laced them up, stuffing your phone in your handbag on its hook. The remainder of your belongings found their way into your bag, shouldering it on as you began to make for the door. As you opened up the door you were greeted by Jiro, who was preparing to ring the doorbell.

"Ope!" She muttered in surprise.

"Hey, Jiro!" You said with feigned enthusiasm and a sigh. "Ready to go?"

"Ready as I'll ever be," Jiro said, matching your energy.

Standing outside the Yaoyorozu Residence felt surreal. It doesn't matter how many times you had been invited over for study groups, tea parties, or just to hang out, you could never get used to being outside such a nice and huge home. You walked in with Jirou expecting everything to be quiet and calm with typical Halloween decorations. Instead, you found black lights mounted on the molding highlighting the neon decorations on the walls. Fake spider webs hang convincingly above in the space between the ceiling and the walls. Music was bumping from everywhere, including the formal sitting room. It looked like everyone from your year was there, and then some. The place was crowded with students from U.A. that you recognized. Your eyes did a quick survey of the land to see if I could find Izuku or Iida hanging around but didn't seem to find them immediately.

While you were distracted, Momo snuck up on you and Jirou who had also been admiring the decorations. Momo jumped up behind the two of you as you peeked into the parlor, screaming boo and slamming her hands on your back. The two of you jumped and turned to see the mischievous gleam in her eyes, she giggled and settled into a wide grin.

"(Y/N)! Jiro!" Momo beamed, "I'm so glad you two could make it!"

"I'm glad we could too!" Jiro feigned an excited tone, she still seemed a little anxious but about as equally excited.

"We have snacks and drinks in the kitchen, and more in the dining room. If you're looking for different kinds of drinks," Momo said slyly, shoving a thumb in the direction of the next room, "There's some in the living room."

"Uh, Momo, can you show me to the bathroom again?" Jiro asked, "Your home is so big I always forget where it's at."

"Of course!" Our gracious host exclaimed. The pair walked off together, leaving you alone at the entrance hall of Momo’s home.

You waded your way through the crowd and found yourself in the living room. Maybe some people I'd know would be there, I could think of a handful of people that would probably be drinking alcohol, You thought. As you made your way past a handful of familiar faces from other classes, you greeted them and swiftly moved on. You looked around the living room to find a majority of your classmates, including Izuku and Uraraka. Izuku was sitting on the arm of the couch trying to maintain his balance with an orange plastic cup in his hand. Uraraka sat opposite him in a loveseat, quietly sipping on her purple plastic cup while gazing at him with a sparkle in her eye. Katsuki was sprawled out on a wide plush armchair about the size of a loveseat sipping from his cup as Kirishima, sitting on the arm of his chair, talked to him loudly about who knows what. Kirishima looked up and over at you as you rushed towards them. Normally you wouldn't do anything like this, throwing yourself into the arms of a boy, but Katsuki was the only one you felt doing that kind of stuff with. The two of you were close-no, best friends. Obviously, you’d be comfortable goofing off with him. Kirishima jumped out of the way as you threw yourself and landed in Katsuki's lap. The impact of your body against his made him drop some of his drink on the two of you. You laughed as he looked down at you in his lap with a sneer.

"Hey, Kacchan!" You teased him with the pet name, as you fidgeted around to be in a more comfortable position. You were still in his lap with your legs dangling over the arm of the couch, so his face looked strange looking down on you the way he was. "Looks like you’ve been pretty thirsty."

"You owe me another one, asshole." Katsuki shook his head with a twinge of a smile. You smiled back and nodded.

"Absolutely, that only seems fair," You picked yourself up from his lap and got off the couch, leaving your palm out to him to pull him up with you, "Let's go get you that... What were you drinking?" You pulled your hand back and pulled the blouse to your nose trying to detect the beverage from the smell.

"It was just Fruit Punch," Katsuki said as you smelled the shirt. "It's in the kitchen, come on."

The two of you wadded through the crowd and found your way over to the kitchen. You grabbed a cup and poured the two of you some punch.

"So what are you supposed to be?" Katsuki asked, sipping on his drink as he eyed your outfit. His tongue and throat stung as the alcohol trailed down, between his last cup of juice and now someone had spiked the punch. Katsuki’s lips twitched at the sudden taste and thought to warn you until he remembered you dropped your juice on the two of you just moments before.

"I'm a witch, I just kind of threw it together last minute." You said, tugging on the edge of the skirt and flattening it back out. The edge of the cup teased your lips, but you drew it back down as you fiddled with your outfit. Katsuki drew a breath as he waited patiently for you to drink your beverage. "It was either that or maybe my hero costume, I thought that'd be funny."

"Your new one or the old one?" Katsuki leaned back against the counter, his arms crossing over his chest.

"Ah you do pay attention," You said with a smirk, "The new one, of course."

"I like that one a lot more than your first one," Katsuki said, his eyes flashing between you and the cup in your hand as it raised to your lips finally. "I think it's more, you, ya know?"

"I guess, yeah," You shrugged as you took a swig of the punch. You gagged as you swallowed the fruit punch, the beverage burning your throat as it went down. "Oh this is, someone did something to this."

Katsuki laughed at you as he took on another swig of the punch, "Yeah of course they did, it's a high school Halloween party. We may be growing up to be heroes but we got to have a little fun somewhere in there."

You shook your head and continued drinking the punch more slowly. "Anyways, have you seen Shoto?"

"Nah, not yet," Katsuki said, a twinge of annoyance in his voice. "I don't think he's going to show up though."

"Why's that?" You asked.

"I remember him mentioning something like his family only celebrates in the summer," Katsuki shrugged, "He probably doesn't celebrate, like, the American Halloween or whatever you want to call it."

"Oh," You said with a tinge of disappointment in your voice. The last half of the spiked punch went smoothly down as you chugged the remainder, "Well, looks like I'm empty."

You filled the cup up more than you should've and knocked back most of the punch before Katsuki could reach over and pull it back some. You stopped drinking and looked at him, not saying a word. You didn't want him to know how disappointed you were that Shoto wasn't there. You’ll see him at school this week but you wanted to talk to him about something.

"Hey, want to go back to the others? We were going to play truth or dare before you came storming in, screaming like a banshee." Katsuki said sarcastically.

"Yeah, let's go back," You rolled your eyes and gave him a smirk.

"So, Uraraka, Truth or Dare?" Mina said across from her on the big couch.

"Um, I'm going with dare." Uraraka said boldly, sitting up straight with a determined look in her eye.

"I dare you too..." Mina looked around the room, her eyes glistening once she spotted an untouched karaoke machine in the corner nearest to the fireplace. "I dare you to sing in front of everyone!"

"Oh-I-uh, don't know anymore, can I change to the truth?" Uraraka stuttered.

"Nope! You gotta sing in front of everyone!" Mina said, "Once you've picked that's it! Now go!"

Uraraka's eyes flashed around the group and landed on Izuku, the nervous look in her eyes only got worse. Quickly you stood up and made your way over to her, you couldn’t let her do it alone, especially when she looked scared to death.

"I'll do it with you, come on," You whispered low enough that only she could hear. "Don't worry if it's bad, he's going to love it anyways."

Uraraka's eyes locked into yours, she looked even more scared now. "How'd you kno-"

"It's a little obvious to everyone else," You eyed the circle of peers, "To him maybe not, but to be honest, and I don't know if I should tell you this or not, he used to have a little crush on you when we started this year."

Her cheeks turned red, but a smile grew on her face. The two of you made your way over to the karaoke machine and started searching for a song. The two of you settled on a pretty widely know older 80s pop song, one you hoped would appease the masses if all else went wrong. As the two of you sang your hearts out in the typical karaoke fashion, everyone laughed, clapped, and cheered you on. It wasn't bad singing, but it wasn't exactly good. You looked over to Katsuki who had a small grin on his face. You made an ugly face at him as you sang and he flicked you off with his free hand.

Once the song finished Uraraka and you joined your friends back on the couches. It was Uraraka's turn to ask a question, as her eyes flashed around everyone in the group she landed on you. Oh god, come on, please nothing stupid hard or embarassing. You thought. I just helped you.

"Akina," Uraraka said, "Truth or Dare?"

"Hum, Truth," I sighed, better than dare, what could she possibly ask me that would make me regret this?

"Is it true that you have a crush on Todoroki Shoto?" Uraraka said. You felt as if your head was burning up from the dozen eyes staring. Next to you Katsuki tensed up, his stomach lurching in anticipation for your answer. Surely everyone didn't already know I had a crush on him, right? Was it that obvious? You thought, looking up at everyone, then to Uraraka.

"Yes, it is," You sat back and crossed your arms over your chest.

"I knew it!" Mina shouted, she stood up abruptly, her cup raised and a finger pointed at you. She pulled her hand back in a tight fist against her chest, "I knew it, I knew it, I knew it!"

"Oh calm down," You rolled your eyes and Mina plopped back down in her seat, giggling to herself. You wanted desperately to move on from the embarassing question and began to look around at your group and found the next victim, Izuku, this could be good. "Izuku, Truth or Dare?"

"I-uhm," He said nervously looking around the room, "I thought I wasn't playing."

"Nope! You're sitting in the circle so you have to play!" Mina said. Izuku looked a little nervous but drank the rest of his punch and looked a little better.

"I choose dare." Izuku said finally.

"Alright, I dare you to kiss Uraraka." You said with no hesitation, a smirk growing on your lips.

Everyone began to laugh and cheer them on. Yoh could feel Uraraka's eyes burning holes in the back of your head, meanwhile Izuku just blushed and shrugged. He seemed a little more confident after drinking his punch, which is probably why he agreed to dare. Izuku stood up and made his way over to Uraraka, she didn't move as Izuku bent down and kissed her on the forehead. Everyone booed him as he turned and gave us a thumbs up.

"What? No!" You laughed at him, "Come on! I meant on the lips!"

"No, you said to kiss her," Izuku argued.

"Yeah, on the lips-"

"No, you didn't say where."

"Oh come on, just do it Izuku!" Mina intervened.

"Oh, no, no," He said waving his hands at us as if to dismiss us. Just then Uraraka stood up abruptly, she pushed Izuku's arms down and grabbed his cheek, turning his face to hers. Uraraka stood on her toes, bringing her face up to his for a kiss on the lips. As they pulled away most of the group all cheered and clapped. A shocked Izuku made his way back to his chair, his face red and eyes glossed over.

"Well looks like he's not going to be with us for a while." You said.

"Oh!" Mina raised her hand, "Can I ask a question in place of him!"

You shrugged and gestured for her to start.

"Okay, um," Her eyes landed on Sero who was sitting on the arm of the couch she sat in. "Sero, Truth or Dare?"

"Dare," His face broke out into a wide grin, his arms crossed over his puffed out chest.

"I dare you to order us pizza!" Mina said.

"What, no!" Sero's grin dropped, "Do you know how much that'll cost?"

"Okay fine, just," Mina looked around at us and counted on her fingers. "2 or 3 pizzas then."

"Fine," Sero rolled his eyes as he grabbed his wallet and phone out of his pocket.

It was well after midnight, that's when you knew that Shoto wasn't coming. Upset and frustrated, you found yourself drinking more and more. You danced with Izuku who was also about as drunk as you were, sang some with Momo and Mina, and grinded on Iida who was trying to push you off gently. Iida was the designated mom for the night, making sure that you all drank water and didn't do anything too stupid. At one point you recalled running off with Katsuki and Kirishima to the second story balcony to watch Kirishima throw himself off of it. Claiming something about being manly and tough for surviving such a drop.

You felt your stomach turn and your mouth salivate as bile began to tickle your throat. You looked up to Katsuki and sprinted towards the nearest restroom, his bellies feeling in concern as your face twisted. He followed you as you sprinted down the hall to the nearest bathroom, dropping to your knees with you as you stuck your head into the toilet bowl. Katsuki pulled your hair back and rubbed your back as the contents of your stomach made a swift exit.

When your stomach felt empty, you reached up and flushed the toilet, sitting back on your heels with hands clinging to the edge of the bowl. Katsuki sat back and looked at you, his eyes having never left you in the first place. You felt dizzy so he just looked like 2 people sitting against the wall. You held a hand out to him in an attempt to solidify him right in front of yourself. Katsuki grabbed your hand holding it close to himself, he felt surprisingly soft as he pulled you close to him. The two of you both sat there on your knees, your head resting on his shoulder and arms wrapped around his back in a loose hug. His chin rested on top of your head with his arms wrapped around waist.

"You're a good friend Katsuki," You said, your words slurred as they came out, "You've been there for me a lot, and I want to thank you for that."

"I wanted to talk to you about that actually," He said. He gripped your shoulders gently and holding you out, both of you sat back on the heels of your feet. There was a look in his eye that you didn't quite recognize, he looked hurt but unsure, and at the same time nervous.

"What is it?" You asked.

"I've never found a good way to tell you, (y/n)," Katsuki said, you nodded slowly trying to follow along with him. "I like you, like a lot."

"I-uhm, what do you mean? I don't understand?" You said, shaking your head side to side.

"I mean that I like you as more than a friend," He said, he brought up his hand to cup your cheek. You brushed his hand aside, stopping his affectionate touch. You didn't know what to think, for so long you thought of him only as a good friend and nothing more. The two of you had been so close for so long that you didn't know how to react to this. You stood up slowly on shaky legs. He began to stand with you but you put a hand out to stop him.

"I need a second alone, to think," You mumble and exited the bathroom to the hallway.

"(y/n), wait, let me-" Katsuki said.

"No, it's okay really," You interrupted, "I just need to sort through some things in my head, okay?"

You made your way out of the restroom and found the nearest bedroom. Opening up the door and flipping on the lights to reveal Momo and someone else kissing in her bed. You didn’t realize you walked right up to her bedroom door on instinct. As you began to step back the other person on her bed turned to face the door. Momo and Jiro were kissing. Oh my god. Oh shit. What do I do? Do I back away and say nothing? Do I stay? What's the protocol? You thought frantically.

You stepped back, turned the lights off, then shut the door behind yourself. Your back found the solid wall next to the door, feet sliding against the hardwood as you slid down the wall. Lost in your train of thought, you didn't notice Momo and Jiro had stepped out. They squatted down in front of you, a hand on a shoulder and a knee. A worried glance passed between the two, and you knew what they were going to say.

"I won't tell, I promise," You said, you felt more sober now than you did coming in. "I know neither of you are really out to anyone, so I'll just keep this to myself."

"Thank you," Jiro sighed.

"Thank you, (y/n)," Momo said, "We're just worried how everyone will take it, you know? We don't want to lose any friends over this."

"Why would you say something like that?" Your face scrunched up in confusion, "If you lose friends over something like this then they were not your friends to begin with."

"I think we're also just worried about you-know-who asking too many questions," Jiro added, referring to a certain grape-headed young man.

"Oh, yeah," You muttered, "I can see that now. I promise I won't tell a soul though."

"Thank you, seriously," Jiro smiled. A thought clicked in your head as she did.

"Wait, is this why you were nervous about tonight?" I gasped, "Were you two going to, you know? Oh my god!"

"No! No, no!" Jiro waved me off, "I was nervous because I was going to tell Momo how I felt for the first time."

"Ooh," You said, understanding the situation finally. It only made you think of Katsuki though, sitting alone in the restroom just down the hall. Jiro and Momo exchanged a look when your face dropped and head hung low.

"Hey, are you okay, (y/n)?" Momo asked.

"That seems to be your catchphrase," You mumbled as you picked at the end of your skirt, she had said it too many times to count by now. "Katsuki said he liked me, like, asmore than a friend."

"I know that, what'd you say?" Jiro said.

"Wait, what do you mean you know?" You whispered harshly, afraid he’d overhear the conversation from the restroom.

"Like, I know that he likes you." Jiro said, "It's pretty obvious, the only other person he's as nice to, other than you, is Kirishima."

"Leave her alone," Momo said, nudging her side. "She obviously didn't know."

"Well, no, I think I had thought that maybe he did." You said slowly, "But then I started spending a lot more time with Shoto. What should I do?"

"Men always make a mess of things, don't they?" Jiro said, nudging Momo with her elbow.

"Why would you say that to her?" Momo nudged her back with a harsh look in her eyesdi, "Look, Akina, you do what you feel is right in your heart. I don't want to force my opinion on you, but Katsuki has obviously liked you for a long time."

You simply nodded and stared down at your feet, "I think it's best I go home now," You stood up slowly, "I'll see you guys at school, okay?"

"Text us when you get home, okay?" Momo asked.

"Of course," You said, giving her a kind smile, "Thanks for the party."

As you began making your way toward the stairs, you saw Katsuki step out of the bathroom. Your eyes locked momentarily before turning your gaze. At the top of the steps you hesitated, his eyes never leaving your body.

“Kacchan,” you said softly, staring down the stairs. “Can you take me home?”

You held out a hand to him, the look on your face was uncertain but the smile you had was soft and sweet. Katsuki walked over to you and looped an arm around yours, his warmth radiating against your side.

“Yeah, let’s go home.”

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