Katsuki’s grip didn’t loosen, but his expression shifted—pupils dilating wide like a cat’s, a faint twitch at the corner of his mouth betraying both surprise and interest.
"This is for your own good."
"You'll never get Deku away from me!"
"We'll see."
Katsuki was held down until they arrived at the facility. People were already waiting for him, drugs in hand.
And Katsuki, finally, started crying.
"Wait for me, Deku..."
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TBC
from the omegas.
After a few minutes of moving the transducer around, the tech looks at Izuku, “Ready for the news?
Izuku takes a deep breath and lets it out slowly before nodding, “Yes.”
“Well Midoriya-san, you’re having a baby girl,” the tech says with a beaming smile.
With a nod, the tech tilts the screen so it’s fully visible to the pack, moving the transducer just a little bit and there on the screen is his baby.
Izuku starts to sob in earnest now. “Th-the-they’re beautifuuulll.”
baby yet. Just the sound of the pup's strong heart had them emotional.
“Damn it, Tenya better be ready, because we are gonna start making some babies. The bean needs a cousin.”
Shouto chuckles, “Tenya can’t argue with that logic.”
“Needed them,” Kirishima corrected, nodding vaguely at the lingering scents left by Mina and Denki, then added, “Needed that omega too.”
Katsuki clicked his tongue in annoyance, but it was weak, all edge dulled by the fact that Kirishima wasn’t wrong and they both knew it.
“Yeah!” Kirishima said, perking up immediately, like being useful had lit something up in him. “I installed one for my place after I slipped hard enough to crack the side of my tub.”
“I am not using your nasty gym towel,” Katsuki snapped automatically. Katsuki clicked his tongue and looked away again, but not before the three of them caught the way his shoulders had eased,
It meant if this worked, if this soothed his alpha this quickly, then it meant Midoriya had been right again. Right about the familiar scents. Right about the nest. Right about Katsuki neglecting something important just because he’d decided work mattered more.
Peeking around himself, Izuku sees Katsuki standing there, chest heaving, nostrils flaring, and palms smoking.
Around clenched teeth, the blonde hisses, “You little bunny, I am fucking you until we both pass out.”
Too easy, Izuku thought, for a guy who spent so much time snarling and growling and bossing others around, Katsuki Bakugou was /really/ easy to get riled up. All it took was a few words, a teasing glance, and suddenly his alpha was in knots.
“Sure thing boss,” Eijiro grins but he does take one swing at the bastard’s head to knock it straight off his shoulders.
TBC ... https://t.co/EO2tXVPOCp
He is proven right when the ride back to his penthouse has Izuku snoring yet again against his shoulder. He uses the time to scent him again, kissing his scalp and planning the four bastards’ horrible deaths.
So he just scoffed quietly and looked away, but not before stealing one more glance—just one—at the human who was, bit by bit, making this wolf’s world feel less like a cage and more like something he might actually want to protect.
He tilts back until he feels it rest on Dabi's bowed head once more. He takes a breath but finds, embarrassingly enough, that his voice is not as firm as he would like for it to be when he finally answers. “Let him back in before I change my mind.”