#bkdk #ktdk #ktdkbk Three Times Shy—Comm for E [tags: A-B-O, Bakugou twins, sexism, angst, recreational drugs, sassy Izuku, fashion, fluff, filthy smut, anxiety, quirk accidents, stripper work, Mitsuki is a bitch at first, mpreg, happy ending]
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There was a sharp scent of burning caramel before a resounding boom that shook the entire floor, promptly followed by a snarling growl of an outrageously pissed Alpha.
Several employees were quick to pray to the Gods they believed in as stomping footsteps came from behind closed mahogany double doors.
It was like the count of a grenade before it inevitably exploded. One, two, three…
The doors burst open.
It was like the count of a grenade before it inevitably exploded. One, two, three…
The doors burst open.
The fifth secretary in only three months scrambled out.
No one had particularly liked her, given it was obvious she was desperately money hungry. It showed in her constant cycle of suitors that she kept around for expensive courting gifts until she cut them off.
No one had particularly liked her, given it was obvious she was desperately money hungry. It showed in her constant cycle of suitors that she kept around for expensive courting gifts until she cut them off.
It wasn’t hard to guess what happened as she frantically pulled her too tight blouse back into place, which was already barely hiding her lace bralette.
“YOU’RE FUCKING FIRED! DUMBASS BITCH!” Katsuki yelled. “YOU COULDN’T EVEN HIT ON THE RIGHT ALPHA YOU WHORE!”
“YOU’RE FUCKING FIRED! DUMBASS BITCH!” Katsuki yelled. “YOU COULDN’T EVEN HIT ON THE RIGHT ALPHA YOU WHORE!”
No one was really stunned about that, as it was near impossible for the employees to tell either. Katsuki and Katsumi Bakugou were identical twins. From their scents, to their quirks, everything was an exact duplicate. The only thing that set them apart was their personalities.
Everyone snapped back to their work as Katsuki’s eyes darted up to glance at them before returning to the Omega that was desperately trying to pack her purse to run. As she tripped and stumbled, her heel popped off, causing her to fly forward.
Crashing right into the chest of the Alpha she’d supposedly been intending to seduce. Katsumi narrowly avoided having the coffee he went to pick up getting smashed into him by holding the to-go holder up above his head.
Rose sobbed, hiccuping and red faced as she sniffled. “K-Katsumi! Pl-please! Your brother’s try-trying t-to fire me!”
Katsumi blinked, his expression a mask of indifference not so much as twitching at having an Omega blubbering against his chest.
Katsumi blinked, his expression a mask of indifference not so much as twitching at having an Omega blubbering against his chest.
The whole floor waited with baited breath as the other Bakugou brother stared at her for a moment.
“Wait,” he said, voice calm and even despite the situation. “Who are you?”
“Wait,” he said, voice calm and even despite the situation. “Who are you?”
She flinched back like she’d been struck, her expression morphed into bone deep hurt and rejection. “B-but…”
Katsumi’s brows furrowed before he looked at his brother. “What happened to Camie?”
Katsumi’s brows furrowed before he looked at his brother. “What happened to Camie?”
“She’s on maternity leave, remember?” Katsuki growled before glaring at the Omega “This little floozy tried to get into my fucking pants thinking I was you. Don’t know why she’s over here thinking you give a single shit about her, especially if she can’t tell us apart.”
Katsumi hummed lightly, as if he’d gotten told that the moon was going to be beautiful that night rather than an Omega confusing someone else for him and subsequently trying to fuck them.
“Well then, you’re definitely fired. Leave the building immediately or I’ll have security escort you out. Don’t forget your heel.”
She broke down into hysterics, running away without grabbing her heel.
She broke down into hysterics, running away without grabbing her heel.
Katsumi sucked his teeth before reaching to the fired secretary’s desk and snagging a pencil from the toppled over pen holder. Like it was a dead animal rather than a shoe, Katsumi used the pencil to hook onto the heel and pick it up. He quickly put both in the trash bin.
“I wouldn’t want this back either, it’s from two seasons ago and not even that remarkable of a line anyways.” Katsumi stated. He then lowered the to-go holder before plucking up one of the coffees and handing it to his brother. “Here.”
Katsuki took several deep breaths before taking the offered cup and turned to face the employees pretending to look at their computer screens. “Uraraka.”
“Yes Mr. Bakugou!” She chirped, shooting up and standing ramrod straight like a soldier. She fought the urge to salute him.
“Yes Mr. Bakugou!” She chirped, shooting up and standing ramrod straight like a soldier. She fought the urge to salute him.
“Find us an actual competent fucking secretary, don’t let the hag pick any more brainless bimbos to try and mate us with.” Katsuki snapped. “There’s bound to be one person out there that actually needs to keep their fucking job!”
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“I don’t need this fucking job!” Izuku screamed as he stomped into the dressing room, startling the other Omegas that were lounging or getting ready for their dances. The club manager stumbled in behind him, frantically pulling at his hair.
“I don’t need this fucking job!” Izuku screamed as he stomped into the dressing room, startling the other Omegas that were lounging or getting ready for their dances. The club manager stumbled in behind him, frantically pulling at his hair.
“Bunny! Bunny darling.” He implored, scrambling to get in front of Izuku and held up his hands in a begging manner. “Bunny sweetheart, you can’t just quit! Baby we need you, I need you here!”
Izuku glared, stepping around him and going to his makeup desk.
Izuku glared, stepping around him and going to his makeup desk.
He opened up his messenger bag and started to shove everything inside without organizing it. “No Giran! I’m tired of having my ass grabbed and Alphas trying to get me to submit to them!”
Giran growled in frustration. “Bunny baby you know I can’t allow you to go around hitting my customers! They just want you because you’re special, Bunny! Come on baby, the only male Omega stripper for miles around? Of course you’re hot stuff!”
Tears stung at Izuku’s eyes as he flopped down onto his chair, tugging off his platform heels and pulling out his converse from under the table. “Just because I’m some rare fucking Omega doesn’t mean I have to tolerate being sexually assualted every fucking night!”
With that he stomped over to the coat rack and yanked his coat off, the nicest thing he owned. Giran once again jumped in front of him to stop him. “Bunny, if you walk out this door no one else is going to treat you as well as I do. I’m your best fucking shot at making it big.”
Nose burning and eyes blurred with tears, Izuku tugged the coat tighter around his body. “I don’t want to make it big, I want to feel safe!”
Pushing past him, Izuku flung open the back door and stepped out into the night.
Pushing past him, Izuku flung open the back door and stepped out into the night.
Hurrying down the alleyway to the train station before he could convince himself that he was making a mistake. He had more than enough money to tide himself over for the next two months if he was frugal, which he always was.
There was still plenty he had in savings in case he couldn’t find a replacement job immediately. As the anxiety started to swallow him like a inky black sludge, Izuku reminded himself that this was better than the alternative.
Better than seeing the condescending eyes of those meant to always believe in him. Better than hearing words that cut deeper than a knife ever could.
It was late enough that there weren’t many people on the train, and early enough that the dunkards hadn’t gotten kicked out of the bars yet. So the ride home was uneventful as the few passengers thought about their own lives and struggles.
Izuku could pretend for a moment that he was just like them, someone normal with a boring mundane life.
The walk up the outside stairs of his apartment complex was a little bit noisier as the college students a floor and three doors below him were partying like always.
The walk up the outside stairs of his apartment complex was a little bit noisier as the college students a floor and three doors below him were partying like always.
When he reached his floor, the tired single mother of two right above the rowdy teens was looking over the balcony disappointedly.
“Oh, hello Izuku sweetie.” Her voice was exhausted but always so kind to him.
“Oh, hello Izuku sweetie.” Her voice was exhausted but always so kind to him.
She frankly was more of a mother to him than his actual mother ever had been. Always staying up to make sure Izuku got home from the club. “How was your shift?”
He sighed heavily, mustering up enough energy to give her a smile. “Money wise, the same as always. Though, I won’t be going back.”
Her face pinched into concern. “I’m sorry to hear that love. Is there anything I can do to help?”
Her face pinched into concern. “I’m sorry to hear that love. Is there anything I can do to help?”
Izuku had a sudden rush of fierce emotion for her, and it almost caused him to break down sobbing. “No, but thank you Ms. Yumi. I’ll just start looking for another job in the morning.”
She brightened up suddenly. “Oh! DynaMight is actually looking to hire for a secretarial position! You have experience with that Izuku sweetie! You should apply!”
He thought about it. “Well, I don’t know if an internship with the admissions office at my college counts as like…technical experience. Plus, I dropped out. I don’t think that’ll look all too good.”
Her hands clasped together over her heart. “Izuku please honey just take a stab at it? I would, but I don’t have any of the experience they’re asking for! It’s a salary position with overtime pay, paid vacation, and health insurance!”
That actually did sound like an amazing deal, too amazing for Izuku to ever be eligible for. “Okay, I’ll pull it up on my laptop. Can’t hurt to…to try.”
She nodded enthusiastically, and though Izuku had been just saying to placate her, he knew he’d feel really guilty if he didn’t actually go through with it.
After assurances that he was going to fill an online application out right as he got inside, she retired into her apartment.
Izuku opened his door to a blur of orange running at him. “Hello Tuna princess, I missed you too.”
Izuku opened his door to a blur of orange running at him. “Hello Tuna princess, I missed you too.”
The orange tabby purred happily as she slithered around his ankles and then stood on her hind legs to kneed at his jacket. He’d found her in the back alley of the club as a kitten with her head stuck in a tuna can, hence her name.
They’d been together ever since, and he adored her to pieces.
After giving her the belly rubs and affection she desired he refilled her bowl with food and went to take a shower.
After giving her the belly rubs and affection she desired he refilled her bowl with food and went to take a shower.
Letting the searing hot water wash away the aches in his joints before going through her hair care routine. Once he’d scrubbed his face and put a refreshing mask on, he slipped into his fuzzy pink pajamas.
Stepping into his white bunny slippers, he padded over to the small living room that only had enough room for a loveseat and plopped down on it. He reached under it to grab his laptop out of hiding, and turned it on.
Going onto the official DynaMight Co. website showed that the fashion company was indeed looking for a secretary for their headquarters office. Izuku bit his lip in doubt, and went through the motions of filling out the application.
He didn’t have high hopes of getting any sort of response, but like Yumi said, it was worth taking a stab at.
Once he attached his wimpy little resume, Izuku double checked everything before hitting submit.
Once he attached his wimpy little resume, Izuku double checked everything before hitting submit.
He stared at the screen that thanked him for his time for a moment, and then his phone pinged with a notification right as a drop down window on his laptop informed him of an email from DynaMight Co.
It once again thanked him for his efforts and asked for him to schedule a date and time to go into the headquarters office for an in person interview. He blinked, and looked over at Tuna who was adorably watching him with her cute innocent face.
“I guess I had some keywords in my application.”
He looked at the time slots that were available on the drop down calendar and was astonished to see that there were a lot of applicants.
He looked at the time slots that were available on the drop down calendar and was astonished to see that there were a lot of applicants.
With a sigh, he picked tomorrow morning. “Early bird gets the worm huh?”
Once the time was chosen, he was given another email that confirmed his interview date was for tomorrow morning.
Once the time was chosen, he was given another email that confirmed his interview date was for tomorrow morning.
Izuku stared at his laptop for a moment longer before getting up and setting it down.
He took the cushions off the couch to configure it into his bed. Throwing the cushions pack on and going to the tiny linen closet to grab his blankets.
He took the cushions off the couch to configure it into his bed. Throwing the cushions pack on and going to the tiny linen closet to grab his blankets.
Izuku went into his small kitchen to pop in a frozen dinner, and grabbed a bottle of water. After eating he’d decide what to wear and get some sleep.
It seemed he had a long day ahead of him.
It seemed he had a long day ahead of him.
TBC
—Three Times Shy—
[warning: mentions of suicidal thoughts, degradation, insults]
Uraraka sighed heavily, puffing out her cheeks as she did so and slumping back in her seat with exhaustion.
[warning: mentions of suicidal thoughts, degradation, insults]
Uraraka sighed heavily, puffing out her cheeks as she did so and slumping back in her seat with exhaustion.
Her eyes were surely starting to get a little red from the irritation of looking at application after application.
The beginnings of a migraine was starting to needle point sting in the upper right corner of her left eye, and honestly she wanted several shots of tequila at the moment.
She needed it badly after dealing with desperate Omegas and Betas looking for an opportunity to become some sort of sugar baby.
There was a certain air to them that Ochako started to realize was a pattern.
There was a certain air to them that Ochako started to realize was a pattern.
Because they would ask how often they would get to see the Bakugou twins. What they were like. How their scents were, covering that question with the excuse that they were sensitive to certain scents.
Just seven applications in, and Ochako wanted to simultaneously gauge her eyes out and rip her hair off. Katsuki and Katsumi owed her so many beers at the bar.
She was only enduring this torture because she was their friend, and honestly wanted them to stop having to worry about gold digging bitches out to pup trap them.
She took a deep breath, gathering her patience again.
She took a deep breath, gathering her patience again.
The door opened and she looked up to see that Katsuki and Katsumi were making their way inside. Katsumi walked up to the desk while Katsuki took a seat on the loveseat sofa near the door.
It was honestly the only indicator on which twin was which.
It was honestly the only indicator on which twin was which.
Especially when Katsumi shifted the pen holder to be perfectly in line with everything else on the desk. “How’s it going?”
She smiled fondly, but tiredly. “It’s going. Only one promising applicee so far honestly. Though he has a bit of hero worship I’m sure.”
Katsuki scoffed. “Pass.”
Katsuki scoffed. “Pass.”
“Katsuki, we need a secretary, and Ochako would rather die.” Katsumi huffed.
“Respectfully.” She tacked on.
Katsuki snorted, eyes flashing with mischief. “Respectful my ass, you’d kill us in just one hour.”
“Respectfully.” She tacked on.
Katsuki snorted, eyes flashing with mischief. “Respectful my ass, you’d kill us in just one hour.”
She stared. “Respectfully, of course. Now, I have applicants to get through if you don’t mind?”
Katsumi went to sit with Katsuki, and the two blonds waited patiently. Ochako looked at the next name on her list and hit the intercom.
Katsumi went to sit with Katsuki, and the two blonds waited patiently. Ochako looked at the next name on her list and hit the intercom.
“Izuku Midoriya? Izuku Midoriya, please come to the interview room. Izuku Midoriya.”
They waited in silence for a moment before the double doors opened and a curly head of green hair popped in before the Omega fully stepped inside.
They waited in silence for a moment before the double doors opened and a curly head of green hair popped in before the Omega fully stepped inside.
Ochako nearly gasped in delight, because Izuku Midoriya had to be the cutest most adorable Omega she’d ever seen. Honestly, she just wanted to pinch his rosy freckled cheeks and give him pastries.
“Hello, good morning.” He said shyly, picking at his perfectly manicured French tip nails. She noticed that they were a respectful and professional size for an office working Omega, which already put him in a good light. “How are you doing today?”
She smiled, she had a really good feeling about this one.
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The first thing that Katsuki and Katsumi noticed right away was that the Omega that stepped into the interview room smelled like sweet green apples, mint, chamomile, and honey.
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The first thing that Katsuki and Katsumi noticed right away was that the Omega that stepped into the interview room smelled like sweet green apples, mint, chamomile, and honey.
A scent so heavenly and soothing that it calmed the both of them in the blink of an eye.
Next was the fact that it was a male Omega. Something so incredibly rare that it was honestly shocking to have one applying to work for them.
Next was the fact that it was a male Omega. Something so incredibly rare that it was honestly shocking to have one applying to work for them.
Both of them had only ever met one male Omega before, and that memory was pretty hazy.
‘Beautiful’ Katsumi’s voice rang out in Katsuki’s head, and he instantly agreed.
‘Beautiful’ Katsumi’s voice rang out in Katsuki’s head, and he instantly agreed.
Katsuki then looked over what the Omega was wearing, and his mood soured a little. Because the outfit wasn’t something one would expect to see during an interview.
The top was essentially a white lace bralette styled crop top with three decorative dainty pink bows.
The top was essentially a white lace bralette styled crop top with three decorative dainty pink bows.
Tight high waisted pink pants were artfully tight around the Omega’s hips to show off the curviness there, and then tapered out to something more loose and comfortable. 
Both were partially covered with a thin, baggy soft pink cropped sweater. On the Omega’s feet were pink shoes with heart shaped heels, a fuzzy pom pom for the toe, and pearl beads wrapped loosely along with a thick strap going over the ankle.
Despite how utterly gorgeous the Omega was, Katsuki’s immediate thought was that this little petite thing was trying to seduce his way into a job. No one in their right mind would think something so cutesy and skimpy was appropriate for an interview.
All of this just grated on Katsuki’s already aggravated mood.
“So Mr. Midoriya, what interests you in working for DynaMight?” Ochako asked, her eyes sparkling as she looked at the little Omega.
“So Mr. Midoriya, what interests you in working for DynaMight?” Ochako asked, her eyes sparkling as she looked at the little Omega.
Midoriya blushed, fidgeting with his hands. “Um well, I really like a lot of the fashion lines that have come out. I own a few pieces myself, and I think it’d be fun to work for a business that I admire.”
Ochako scribbled down on the free space of his printed application
Ochako scribbled down on the free space of his printed application
“Interesting! Yes it is always a pleasure to work for a company that you respect. Now, I see here that you put that you were attending Ultra Fashion, Design, and Art University! Not only that, you have clerical experience. Are you still attending?”
The Omega’s scent turned slightly anxious. “Oh um, no. I t-took a break about four years ago. It’s a goal of mine to continue classes there.”
Katsuki’s mood soured even more.
Katsuki’s mood soured even more.
To him, it sounded like Midoriya was lying so his resume looked good. Who just stops going to one of the most prestigious fashion universities in the country?
“That’s a good goal!” Ochako pushed on supportively, not asking any questions on why Midoriya had stopped attending school. “What sort of clerical work did you do?”
The Omega’s mood brightened. “I interned with the Admission office. So I learned a lot about Excel programs, data inputting, scheduling, money handling, and systems like that. I’d handle a lot of phone calls too and direct them to appropriate departments.”
Ochako smiled. “Well that sounds a lot like the experience that we’re looking for, that’s for sure. I do see here though that you didn’t put any work experience in. Were you out of work after school?”
Again, the Omega’s scent turned anxious, though this time with a hint of fear. “Oh w-well…um…no I was-was working. I recently left my previous job due to um…a hostile work environment.”
“I’m so sorry to hear that.” Ochako cooed understandingly. She looked down at his application. “You also don’t have any references listed.”
The sweet scent of the Omega started to smell sour and tart, his fidgeting increasing. “Unfortunately I don’t really have anyone I would like to put down.”
Katsuki had enough. “You understand how fucking shady you sound right now don’t you?”
Katsuki had enough. “You understand how fucking shady you sound right now don’t you?”
The Omega jolted about a foot above his seat as he whipped around. Large, startled emerald eyes connected with his, and momentarily Katsuki’s Alpha told him to stop. Even Katsumi looked over at his twin with trepidation and a slight pleading expression.
Katsuki was never one to back down, and he also was never one to tolerate liars trying to cheat their way into a cozy life. He stood up, prowling towards the little thing with a deadly sneer.
“You just so happened to go to the top fashion school in the country and then decided to stop going?” Katsuki barked disbelievingly, towering over the pretty boy. “Did you bring your transcripts to prove this?”
Midoriya’s face turned a bright red as his eyes started to glitter with tears. Katsuki didn’t give a fuck if the little liar was crying. “W-well…n-no. I um…di-didn’t think…I needed th-them.”
Katsuki scoffed, walking to lean against the front of the desk. He yanked Midoriya’s application from Ochako’s hands. He looked over it, seeing how it was simultaneously impressive and blank.
“No work history, you didn’t list references, no emergency contact.” Katsuki listed off before slapping the papers down on the desk. The Omega flinched hard. “Did you think you could just come in here with a slutty little outfit and everything would fall into place at your feet?”
Tears started to pool over and down chubby cheeks, gathering at his petite chin and dripping down onto his fisted hands.
“Omegas like you disgust me.” Katsuki snapped. “Thinking you can just fuck your way into a better life.”
“Omegas like you disgust me.” Katsuki snapped. “Thinking you can just fuck your way into a better life.”
Midoriya jumped to his feet, knocking back his chair. His fists trembled as he glared at Katsuki with all his might. “Fuck you!”
Katsuki balked, eyes widening.
Katsuki balked, eyes widening.
“You don’t know a damn thing about me and the struggles I’ve been through!” The Omega growled at him. “I left home when I was eighteen because my parents were sexist assholes who knocked me down every single chance they got.
Because they were crazy enough to believe God was punishing them for having an Omegan SON. So it was either leave home and school to get a job in order to support myself or swallow a bottle of pills because I couldn’t handle it anymore!”
Katsuki’s Alpha was snarling angrily at him, and he felt a dread build in his chest. Oh man, had he fucked up bad. Katsumi was giving him a deadly look from where he was still sitting on the couch. Ochako’s fury was palpable behind him.
“You want to know who immediately accepted a college dropout male Omega without any questions? Seedy strip clubs that paid my way to freedom at the cost of getting sexually harassed every fucking night.” Midoriya said through gritted teeth, his eyes blurred with tears.
Katsuki felt frozen where he was, choking on nothing as his brain scrambled in circles trying to think of how to fix this situation.
Not because Midoriya had every right to turn around and sue the fuck out of him for discrimination, but because he had a feeling that if he didn’t fix this, it would be the biggest mistake of his life.
Midoriya yanked his purse off from the chair. “Oh, and this ‘slutty’ outfit is from your summer collection of the Sweet Strawberry Omega three years ago. Now go fuck yourself and burn in hell.”
With that, the Omega spun on his heel and marched out of the office, slamming the doors open and walking out. Katsuki felt gutted and sick.
“Way to go asshole!” Ochako snarled at him, making her way around the desk to do damage control.
“Way to go asshole!” Ochako snarled at him, making her way around the desk to do damage control.
Katsumi beat her to the punch, holding a placating hand up as he hurried out.
“You better give that poor sweet Omega the fucking job Katsuki or I quit!” Ochako screamed at him. It was the most furious he’d ever seen her, and she had every right.
Katsuki whined. “I…yeah…”
“You better give that poor sweet Omega the fucking job Katsuki or I quit!” Ochako screamed at him. It was the most furious he’d ever seen her, and she had every right.
Katsuki whined. “I…yeah…”
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Izuku had to seriously resist the urge to scrub away the tears in his eyes because the mascara he was wearing would smear all over his cheeks. Not only that, it was an expensive as hell brand.
Izuku had to seriously resist the urge to scrub away the tears in his eyes because the mascara he was wearing would smear all over his cheeks. Not only that, it was an expensive as hell brand.
He sniffled as he got into the elevator, feeling so hurt and humiliated. Biting his lip to avoid breaking down into sobs, and hurriedly pressed the close doors button. Though he jumped back with a yelp as someone dashed through the doors at the last second.
The doors closed, and Izuku was left alone with the asshole that practically ripped out his heart and spat on it. He puffed up his chest, ready to punch him in the face if necessary. “Who do you think—”
“I’m Katsumi actually.” The handsome blond Alpha said quickly. “The asshole was my brother Katsuki. Which, I am so sorry for his behavior. We’ve both been…a bit on edge recently.”
Izuku glared. “That’s no excuse! He was horrible!”
Izuku glared. “That’s no excuse! He was horrible!”
Katsumi sighed, deflating a little. “Yeah, it…it was horrible what he said. I promise you he’s actually a good person. He feels terrible, believe me.”
“Then why didn’t he come and apologize?” Izuku demanded, head hurting from all the crying he’s been doing recently.
Katsumi winced. “I sort of beat him to the door. I had to make sure at least one of us caught up to you.”
Katsumi winced. “I sort of beat him to the door. I had to make sure at least one of us caught up to you.”
Izuku sneered, crossing his arms and looking away. “Well tough luck, I’m leaving.”
The Alpha let out a soft whine, and the two of them were quiet for a little bit as they rode down. He broke the silence eventually.
The Alpha let out a soft whine, and the two of them were quiet for a little bit as they rode down. He broke the silence eventually.
“Um…I recognized what you were wearing right away. I was um…happy.”
He couldn’t help it, because it was the nicest most expensive outfit he owned. Sniffling, he looked up at Katsumi.
He couldn’t help it, because it was the nicest most expensive outfit he owned. Sniffling, he looked up at Katsumi.
The Alpha looked exactly like Katsuki, but his face wasn’t as harsh. His eyes are not as hardened or unforgiving.
“Yeah?”
“Yeah?”
Katsumi nodded, smiling softly. “I recognized it because the Sweet Strawberry Omega was my line. Katsuki made the Bombastic Blueberry Beta line.”
Izuku’s eyes widened, a blush on his cheeks. “Oh! W-wow! Um, I really love your designs. A lot of them are on my wishlist, I’ve been trying to save up for more pieces. It um…fits my aesthetic.”
Katsumi’s smile widened a little more, his own cheeks faintly pink. “It looks good on you.”
The doors opened to the ground floor and Izuku stared out instead of getting off. Katsumi too fidgeted beside him before turning to fully face him.
The doors opened to the ground floor and Izuku stared out instead of getting off. Katsumi too fidgeted beside him before turning to fully face him.
“Listen, if you still want to go, that’s understandable. But I think that anyone who has enough guts to stand up to my asshole brother when he’s in the wrong has some serious backbone.”
Izuku blushed, his Omega swooning at having such a handsome Alpha compliment him, and not in a sexual way that wanted something in return.
“I think you have a really great chance at blossoming here, and I want to see you go back to school.” Katsumi whispered. “So…if you want, the job is yours.”
Izuku’s heart raced. This didn’t seem real at all, his head was swimming. He’d just been insulted in a way that was on par with how his parents used to talk to him, and now he was being so sweetly complimented and offered a once in a lifetime job.
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Katsuki immediately stood to his feet when the double doors opened again, nervously wrangling his hands together as the pretty little Omega he’d seriously insulted for no reason came back.
Katsuki immediately stood to his feet when the double doors opened again, nervously wrangling his hands together as the pretty little Omega he’d seriously insulted for no reason came back.
“I’m so fucking sorry—” His words were cut off as one of the most powerful punches he’d ever felt in his life cracked his jaw and he toppled to the floor like a sack of flour. He groaned in pain, writhing as it bloomed like a hot burn in his teeth and cheek.
“Don’t you ever talk to me like that again!” The Omega barked with deadly promise, his green eyes practically glowing with rage.
Katsuki got up with a wince, holding his cheek. “I deserved that. I’m really sorry.”
Katsuki got up with a wince, holding his cheek. “I deserved that. I’m really sorry.”
“I also want a scholarship to help me go back to school.” The Omega demanded.
He could’ve asked for the All Might’s head on a silver platter and Katsuki would’ve said: I’ll have it before you can even say Plus Ultra. “Yeah, I’ll get right on that.”
He could’ve asked for the All Might’s head on a silver platter and Katsuki would’ve said: I’ll have it before you can even say Plus Ultra. “Yeah, I’ll get right on that.”
The Omega nodded his head with a huff, then he took a deep breath with his eyes closed before letting it out. “Alright, let’s start over. Because the last thing I want is to work in another hostile environment.”
Katsuki whimpered. “Sorry.”
“You’re forgiven.” He said softly, then he held out his hand. “I’m Izuku Midoriya, it’s going to be a pleasure to work with you.”
Katsuki smiled sheepishly, and took his hand.
“You’re forgiven.” He said softly, then he held out his hand. “I’m Izuku Midoriya, it’s going to be a pleasure to work with you.”
Katsuki smiled sheepishly, and took his hand.
TBC
—Three Times Shy—
Katsuki opened his eyes a few minutes before the alarm was set to go off, and he took the time to just be. Staring up at the ceiling and breathing deeply as he thought about what he should make for breakfast.
Katsuki opened his eyes a few minutes before the alarm was set to go off, and he took the time to just be. Staring up at the ceiling and breathing deeply as he thought about what he should make for breakfast.
With a sigh, he sat up, the black duvet falling to his lap in thick folds as he reached over to turn off the alarm on his phone right as it flashed.
Tilting his head side to side, he groaned as bones popped delightfully before arching his back and severally other places inside him clicked.
After his stretch, he leaned over and gently nudged the warm shoulder that was the only thing peeking out from under the sheets and pillow. “Time to get up.”
Katsumi groaned in protest, burrowing his head further under the pillow and shifting unhappily in the sheets. Katsuki knew that his twin would get up on his own in a bit, so he swung his legs over the side of the bed and directly into his slippers.
It was as Katsuki was relieving himself of a full bladder in the large bathroom that Katsumi shuffled in with blurry eyes and a bird’s nest of blond hair. Katsuki brushed his teeth as Katsumi jumped into a steaming hot shower, then they reversed as Katsuki went in for a soak.
Katsumi laid out their suits for the day while Katsuki went to start their breakfast, his towel wrapped around his waist. As he was mincing spinach for their omelettes, the green made him think of bouncy curls and doe eyes.
Today was Izuku’s first day as their secretary, and a huge part of him was unbelievably nervous. Their first meeting a week ago was utter chaos, and it had been entirely his fault.
Izuku was unlike any Omega Katsuki had ever encountered, and because of his mother, he’d met a lot of them. If he sat down and thought about it, Mitsuki had tried to mate them off since they were at least six.
Play dates, birthday parties, business parties, any and every chance she got she would shove pretty goody-two shoes girls at them in hopes of a future marriage. All it did was build a slow growing resentment towards their mother.
Because each Omega she threw their way, always found some way to make them feel insecure about themselves. Either Katsumi was holding Katsuki back by ‘being the weaker twin’. Or Katsuki was holding Katsumi back for ‘being the unreasonable twin’.
It was a constant cycle of an Omega trying to pit them against each other, being unable to tell them apart, or wanting the fame of being mated to the Bakugou twins. There was never the goal of finding real, true love.
Both Katsumi and Katsuki agreed that they would only love someone who loved them both. Because they would never be able to handle being separated. They were too intertwined, too dependent, and too close.
They ate in comfortable silence as Katsumi read the romantic fantasy book he’d been working through the past couple of days, and Katsuki read through the sci-fi romantic horror.
He felt a twinge of pure happiness from Katsumi, and he looked up to see a small soft smile on his lips. It made Katsuki feel light, knowing the character’s in Katsumi’s book must’ve finally had a moment.
It felt similar to the surge of awe that Katsuki had felt from Katsumi when they’d both first laid eyes on Izuku. The spark of giddiness, shyness that mirrored his own. Followed very quickly with sharp irritation and severe disappointment.
Katsuki just hoped that Izuku would be genuine about starting over.
—
Katsumi could tell that his brother had a lot on his mind, the troubled and hard look in his eyes was always the tell that Katsuki was deep in thought.
—
Katsumi could tell that his brother had a lot on his mind, the troubled and hard look in his eyes was always the tell that Katsuki was deep in thought.
He could feel the anxiousness and soft regret in the corner of his mind that Katsuki occupied.
He knew it had a lot to do with the fact that the pretty Omega Izuku started today. Something Katsumi himself was pretty anxious and excited about.
He knew it had a lot to do with the fact that the pretty Omega Izuku started today. Something Katsumi himself was pretty anxious and excited about.
The entire ride to the office he had to fight the urge to bounce his leg.
The two of them were typically the first ones in the building, for the business floor. As their hours officially started at eight in the morning.
The two of them were typically the first ones in the building, for the business floor. As their hours officially started at eight in the morning.
Though the design team on the middle floor tended to be in the building at all sorts of ungodly hours.
As they rode the elevator up to their office, Katsumi thought about beautiful greens and jade colors.
As they rode the elevator up to their office, Katsumi thought about beautiful greens and jade colors.
His artistic mind weaving together the image of a silky castleton green dress. Paired with wine red heels or matte lipstick.
Things that would look so wonderfully angelic paired with fluffy curls, freckled cheeks, and olive toned skin.
Things that would look so wonderfully angelic paired with fluffy curls, freckled cheeks, and olive toned skin.
Katsumi’s mind started to run away with thoughts of soft big knitted scarves, fluffy sweaters, and adorable hats.
“Good morning Mr. Katsuki and Katsumi!” A cheerful voice chirped, stopping the two blonds in their tracks.
“Good morning Mr. Katsuki and Katsumi!” A cheerful voice chirped, stopping the two blonds in their tracks.
Because Izuku was seated at the desk right outside their office.
Wearing a fuzzy light grey sweater with darker grey bows on it. Under it was a white button up with a large bow and a knee length grey skirt. Snuggly fit amongst green curls was a black beret.
Wearing a fuzzy light grey sweater with darker grey bows on it. Under it was a white button up with a large bow and a knee length grey skirt. Snuggly fit amongst green curls was a black beret.
“I have your coffee right here!” Izuku said with a bright smile, turning to open the little mini fridge under the desk. Giving both blonds the perfect view of the small white bunny ears at the back of the beret.
Katsumi felt Katsuki’s brain stutter to a halt as his brother’s face turned a bright red. He knew his face likely looked exactly the same, as all he could manage to think was: bunny.
“Here you go Katsuki.” The Omega said handing over a the hot cup of coffee. Then he handed over the other to the other brother. “Here you go Katsumi.”
Both of their hearts were racing. This was the first time anyone had been able to tell which twin was which without any sort of hint or clue. They were wearing identical black suits, and both of their hair was slicked back and parted the same exact way.
Katsumi took a sip of his drink, and found that it was exactly how he liked it. When he glanced over at Katsuki, he found a similar look of surprise.
“Thank you Izuku.” Katsumi croaked, before clearing his throat and offering a soft small smile. “You didn’t have to arrive so early, Katsuki and I just like to get an early start to the day.”
Izuku beamed, gesturing to the desk that was being decorated with cutesy decor. A pink and purple desk mat with a pink wrist rest that had a white kitty paw with squishable toe beans, pastel colored notepads, sparkling gel pens.
“I just wanted to make it comfortable and familiarize myself with the office. I’ve kept all sorts of odd hours so I don’t mind being up early.”
“We can show you around then?” Katsuki suggested, glancing at his brother before looking back to Izuku. “If you would like?”
“We can show you around then?” Katsuki suggested, glancing at his brother before looking back to Izuku. “If you would like?”
“Oh that would be wonderful!” Izuku chittered, his hands clasped and pressed to his chest adorably. “If you two aren’t busy I’d love that!”
Katsuki smirked. “Course not, plus I’m curious about how you told us apart.”
Katsuki smirked. “Course not, plus I’m curious about how you told us apart.”
Izuku picked up a cup that was clear with pink sparkles and a straw that had what appeared to be a strawberry drink inside. He smiled back bashfully as he followed them. “Well, you two have different auras. Your scents are also a little different.”
Katsumi balked. “Really? Everyone’s told us that our scents are exactly the same.”
Izuku blinked, tilting his head like a puppy, appearing confused.
Izuku blinked, tilting his head like a puppy, appearing confused.
“No? I mean it’s similar. Like Katsuki smells like white cane sugar, and you smell like brown sugar. Or how you smell like a blond coffee roast and Katsuki smells like a dark roast.”
The two brothers stared for a long moment, shock and awe swirling around in their heads. No one had ever said anything like that before. Even their own mother seemed to have extreme difficulty telling them apart.
The only person who could tell them apart without fail was their Beta father. The only person that tried to support them in being who they were.
Izuku seemed very excited to see what the office was like, and complemented how organized and clean everything was. It made both Alphas rumble quietly with pride at the fact that the Omega was impressed.
“On Fridays we do catering,” Katsumi said as they slowly did their lap back to Izuku’s desk. “So if you’d like a free lunch, you have that to look forward to.”
“That’s so sweet!” Izuku said. “I’m looking forward to it.”
“That’s so sweet!” Izuku said. “I’m looking forward to it.”
They heard the elevator ping, and with it a distant chatter as people started to file in for the day. Katsuki took a sip of his drink and started to their office doors. “We’re going to head in, but let us know if you need anything.”
Katsumi nodded. “Ochako is also nice, and she’d be more than happy to assist you if you have trouble with anything.”
Izuku smiled. “Thank you so much, I’ll do my best!”
Izuku smiled. “Thank you so much, I’ll do my best!”
—
Izuku was incredibly nervous about his first day, but Ochako came over and made sure he remembered how to log in, which programs and documents to use, and how to access the Bakugou’s calendar.
Izuku was incredibly nervous about his first day, but Ochako came over and made sure he remembered how to log in, which programs and documents to use, and how to access the Bakugou’s calendar.
She gave words of wisdom on which clients were difficult, which the brothers weren’t very fond of, which ones were their favorites, who had priority, and who to politely turn away.
It didn’t take long at all for people to start calling, and Izuku psyched himself up.
It didn’t take long at all for people to start calling, and Izuku psyched himself up.
He was a badass Omega that was now working at the DynaMight agency. He answered with confidence and used his ‘sweet’ talking voice to ease all the clients.
His notepads were steadily filled with his scribbled cursive, and dates were added to his kawaii calendar. During a lapse in calls, Izuku took his notebook and calendar, knocking on the twin’s door.
The office was gigantic with two large desks side by side with enough space on all sides for them to walk around. There were bookcases with different books, and two different mini fridges stacked on top of each other next to a couch set.
Izuku rattled off everything that seemed important, paraphrased conversations and possible meeting dates. Suggested what seemed important and what didn’t seem very urgent. Then he took a deep breath and looked up to the two Alphas.
Both stared at him with impressed expressions, and he couldn’t help flushing. Katsumi smiled at him. “That sounds perfect Izuku, go ahead and confirm.”
Katsuki nodded, looking back to his computer and typing. “Well done.”
Katsuki nodded, looking back to his computer and typing. “Well done.”
With a racing heart and purring Omega, Izuku went back to his desk to enter all the meetings on their calendar. He felt happy and giddy that the two handsome Alphas were pleased with his work.
By the time lunch rolled around, Izuku was surprised by how quickly the day was going by. He felt like he was on a roll, and was almost reluctant to put a pause on it. Though his stomach did growl.
“Come on Izuku!” Ochako urged. “The phone calls can wait. Do you want to eat with us?”
Izuku turned to look at the double doors that hadn’t opened all day besides him going in. He frowned at Ochako. “Are they going to eat lunch?”
Izuku turned to look at the double doors that hadn’t opened all day besides him going in. He frowned at Ochako. “Are they going to eat lunch?”
She sighed exhaustedly, like this was a burden she’d dealt with for years. “No, those two seem to think they can survive on coffee and bottled water. Trust me, we’ve tried to get them to eat, but it’s so damn hard to get them out of their ‘work zone’.”
Izuku whined. “That’s not good! I’ll try to talk to them.”
She smiled knowingly at him, and his face flushed. “Good luck, though I have a feeling if anyone can do it…maybe it’s you.”
She smiled knowingly at him, and his face flushed. “Good luck, though I have a feeling if anyone can do it…maybe it’s you.”
“J-just cause that’s not healthy!” Izuku stammered, his face getting hot. “What kind of secretary would I be if I didn’t make sure my bosses were taken care of?”
Ochako’s teasing expression morphed into something tender and sweet. “You’re right, just give them some puppy eyes and I’m sure they’ll cave.”
“Okie dokie!” Izuku chirped, going to the door and knocking. When he was told to enter, he softly closed the door behind him. Both twins were staring at their computers reading or typing away. “Are you two going to eat?”
Katsuki glanced over before shaking his head. “We’re alright.”
Katsumi didn’t even look away from his screen, but he nodded in agreement. Izuku pouted. He had a feeling he shouldn’t outright nag them about it. If Ochako wasn’t able to get them to eat, he needed to play dirty.
Katsumi didn’t even look away from his screen, but he nodded in agreement. Izuku pouted. He had a feeling he shouldn’t outright nag them about it. If Ochako wasn’t able to get them to eat, he needed to play dirty.
So he let out a soft whine, and both of their eyes snapped up instantly. Izuku fiddled with his hands, looking up at them through his eyelashes with his best kicked puppy expression.
“W-well um…I’m a little…nervous to eat by myself. I already bothered Ochako so much…”
Katsumi’s brows furrowed as he looked at his brother. “Well, I’m sure we can afford a break.”
Katsuki nodded. “Sure, I can order us something.”
Katsumi’s brows furrowed as he looked at his brother. “Well, I’m sure we can afford a break.”
Katsuki nodded. “Sure, I can order us something.”
“Oh you don’t have to do that! I made plenty for all three of us!” Izuku said with a little happy hop. “I’ll go get it real quick!”
With that he scrambled back out to his desk to pick up his kawaii lunch box that was right next to his purse.
With that he scrambled back out to his desk to pick up his kawaii lunch box that was right next to his purse.
He hurried back into the office and closed the door, taking a seat at the couches and setting the bag down on the coffee table.
The two Alphas slowly made their way over as Izuku took out his big bento box and pulled apart the sections.
The two Alphas slowly made their way over as Izuku took out his big bento box and pulled apart the sections.
One had spicy tuna onigiri in the shape of cute animals. The next had tempura shrimp, over a bed of rice with egg rolls and sausages in the shape of squid.
The last section had fruit sandwiches and mochi for something sweet.
The last section had fruit sandwiches and mochi for something sweet.
Once it was laid out he pulled out three sets of chopsticks and confetti cupcake paper cups so they wouldn’t make a mess.
“I have some matcha tea if you would like?” Izuku offered, pulling out his pink thermos that had two pink cups with it.
“I have some matcha tea if you would like?” Izuku offered, pulling out his pink thermos that had two pink cups with it.
“Did you…make this with us in mind?” Katsumi asked softly, picking up the chopstick set laid before him.
Izuku blushed. “W-well…I thought it would show how much I appreciate this job and um…I wanted to show there were no hard feelings between us.”
Izuku blushed. “W-well…I thought it would show how much I appreciate this job and um…I wanted to show there were no hard feelings between us.”
They both stared at him, and he suddenly felt really stupid.
“I’m sorry if I overstepped.” He whispered shamefully.
“No!” They both shouted, startling him.
“I’m sorry if I overstepped.” He whispered shamefully.
“No!” They both shouted, startling him.
Katsuki picked up his own chopsticks and picked up a tempura. Holding the cupcake paper that looked so tiny under it so he didn’t get crumbs everywhere. “I’d love some fucking matcha.”
Katsumi followed suit, picking up an onigiri and biting into it. “Thank you so much for the meal. It looks delicious!”
Izuku’s heart thudded in his chest in happiness, and he poured out the hot matcha into pink cups.
Izuku’s heart thudded in his chest in happiness, and he poured out the hot matcha into pink cups.
They took a cup with a smile and both Alphas ate vigorously. Obviously they’d been ignoring how hungry they were.
Their rumbles and sighs of delight made Izuku’s Omega purr and chirp with happiness as they ate in compatible silence. He made a vow then that he’d wake up early every morning to make them all a lunch.
TBC
—Three Times Shy—
With a giggle, Izuku finally let Tuna have the little pastel colored mouse he’d been tossing around. Settling back into the sofa as he let the bliss of his high relax his body.
With a giggle, Izuku finally let Tuna have the little pastel colored mouse he’d been tossing around. Settling back into the sofa as he let the bliss of his high relax his body.
It had been a very fast past week full of answering phone calls, participating in meetings, taking notes, keeping up with calendar dates, and making sure his two Alpha bosses ate well.
It was mentally tiring in a way the club had never been, but that made Izuku’s weekend feel even more deserved. He’d been a little too scared to try anything at work, despite how functional he was, so he’d packed a big fat joint and now was a purring mess on the couch.
Despite how busy the job of a secretary was, Izuku had never felt happier. Everyone was so wonderfully friendly to him, and it all seemed so genuine.
Unlike the Omegas and Betas at the club that would pretend to be friendly to his face, only to talk such horrible words behind his back.
Of course there were still unbearable people on the other end of the phone, but Izuku learned very quickly that those unreasonable people were not tolerated at DynaMight Co. Also, that Katsuki and Katsumi could listen in on a call at any time without Izuku’s knowledge.
Which had scared the absolute shit out of him the first time it happened, because he was spending a considerate amount of time trying to get a client to stop yelling at him. Speaking sweetly and softly, because of all things Izuku knew not to argue back.
Only for Katsuki’s snarling voice coming through the phone to make him nearly leap out of his chair. “Listen dipshit, if you’re going to be this obtuse to what my secretary is telling you then we aren’t fucking interested. Get fucked, and don’t call again.”
Then the call ended, and Katsuki called Izuku over the little intercom. “Izuku, go ahead and get over here.”
At first Izuku thought he was in trouble, but the twins spent a good twenty minutes making sure he was alright.
At first Izuku thought he was in trouble, but the twins spent a good twenty minutes making sure he was alright.
Even as he insisted he was fine and unbothered, they told him to get himself a snack from wherever he wanted to on their card.
Izuku jumped on the chance to get the twins healthy yummy snacks and drinks that would give them natural energy.
Izuku jumped on the chance to get the twins healthy yummy snacks and drinks that would give them natural energy.
The looks of surprise on their faces when Izuku placed down their snacks made his Omega rumble happily.
He was working hard to change their terrible habit of not eating at all during the work day.
He was working hard to change their terrible habit of not eating at all during the work day.
Izuku even took to bringing two big lunch boxes once he learned that the two Alphas could eat like two starving athletes.
It made him practically float on air seeing their satisfied slightly glazed over eyes after gorging themselves on Izuku’s homemade food.
It made him practically float on air seeing their satisfied slightly glazed over eyes after gorging themselves on Izuku’s homemade food.
Their scents mingling to pump out happy, pleased pheromones.
Izuku noticed that they didn’t order anything from the catering restaurant that Friday, and their eyes brightened with relief when Izuku walked into their office with homemade lunch.
Izuku noticed that they didn’t order anything from the catering restaurant that Friday, and their eyes brightened with relief when Izuku walked into their office with homemade lunch.
Never before had he felt like he truly belonged somewhere. Especially not this quickly.
Katsuki kept good on Izuku’s demand for a scholarship as well.
Katsuki kept good on Izuku’s demand for a scholarship as well.
Because within the week he had a school funding account created for Izuku, and promised that he would be getting a full ride all expenses paid experience.
The two Alphas had also written up extensive recommendation letters and even roped in some of their contacts in the fashion world to do so as well. Just in case the school had any hesitation on letting Izuku back in.
Izuku’s classes were starting next semester, and his heart raced with joy every time he thought about it.
Now during his weekend, which he was never used to having off, he was really looking forward to going back to work on Monday.
Now during his weekend, which he was never used to having off, he was really looking forward to going back to work on Monday.
As Izuku floated and relaxed, he began to think of a menu for the week. Something that would fill the two Alphas up.
He got up and padded over to his small kitchen to see what he had, and when he opened the door he pouted. Tuna heard the sound of the fridge, and came over.
He got up and padded over to his small kitchen to see what he had, and when he opened the door he pouted. Tuna heard the sound of the fridge, and came over.
“Mmmrooow?” She chirped, looking up at him.
Izuku smiled, reaching inside to grab a piece of turkey from the nearly empty deli packet. “Looks like I need to go shopping princess!”
Izuku smiled, reaching inside to grab a piece of turkey from the nearly empty deli packet. “Looks like I need to go shopping princess!”
At the word shopping, Tuna visibly got excited. Meowing loudly and circling around Izuku’s legs before accepting the small helping of turkey. She loved the word shopping because it meant she got to go outside with him.
So Izuku went back to the living room to take the last hit of his joint before jumping into the shower. After putting in his leave in curly hair conditioner, he decided that he was feeling a slightly darker vibe that day.
Putting on an off shoulder tight ruffled pastel purple blouse with a black bow that showed off his shoulders. Then pairing it with a high waisted black skirt that ended at the top of his thighs.
On his feet were sheer cropped black stockings with chunky black platforms that had silver hearts on the top buckle.
Izuku didn’t spend too much time on his makeup, but he still wanted to look cute. So he did a soft pastel purple with pink shimmer in the corner of his eye, and topped with a small eyeliner wing.
With a little happy wiggle he went to get Tuna’s travel backpack. He giggled as Tuna danced around his feet, meowing and purring. After making sure he had his wallet, phone, and keychain with his protective gear, he settled Tuna into the window backpack.
“Good girl.” He cooed, as he locked his door.
“Hey Izuku sweetie.” Ms. Yumi’s voice called out.
He turned to see that she was juggling a grocery bag, with her baby boy strapped to her chest while her toddler clung to her pants leg shyly.
“Hey Izuku sweetie.” Ms. Yumi’s voice called out.
He turned to see that she was juggling a grocery bag, with her baby boy strapped to her chest while her toddler clung to her pants leg shyly.
Izuku smiled, bowing over and putting his hands on his lap as he looked at her toddler Koko. “Hello Ms. Yumi, hello little Romi, and a special hello little Koko!”
Koko gave a wide smile, hiding her face in her mother’s leg. She gave a small wave, and Izuku wanted to squeal, she was so cute.
“How are you liking your job Izu?” She asked, reaching down with her spare hand to pat her daughter’s head. “Are they treating you right?”
“How are you liking your job Izu?” She asked, reaching down with her spare hand to pat her daughter’s head. “Are they treating you right?”
Izuku beamed. “They are! I’m enjoying it very much.”
She smiled with relief. “I’m so glad to hear that sweetheart. I worried so much for you when you worked at the club. Especially around this area. Hopefully you’ll be able to leave this dumpster soon.”
She smiled with relief. “I’m so glad to hear that sweetheart. I worried so much for you when you worked at the club. Especially around this area. Hopefully you’ll be able to leave this dumpster soon.”
His heart melted. “Not without you Ms. Yumi, we’ll both get to greener pastures together.”
“Oh you sweet thing.” She warbled out, eyes tearing up. “Yes, things will get so much better. Well I’ll let you do your thing Izu, have a wonderful day.”
“Oh you sweet thing.” She warbled out, eyes tearing up. “Yes, things will get so much better. Well I’ll let you do your thing Izu, have a wonderful day.”
“You too!” He cheered, and they both went their separate ways.
Izuku got to the train station and he suddenly started craving a very fancy cheese he’d gotten at the upscale grocery store he went to for his Alpha bosses.
Izuku got to the train station and he suddenly started craving a very fancy cheese he’d gotten at the upscale grocery store he went to for his Alpha bosses.
He chewed on his lip, battling with himself as his munchy brain started to latch on to all the delicious things he’d seen at the store.
He pouted, pulling out his phone and looking at his bank account. Something he’d set up after getting hired so he was official.
He pouted, pulling out his phone and looking at his bank account. Something he’d set up after getting hired so he was official.
Part of him was still fearful of everything falling apart, so he kept a good chunk of his savings in his hiding spot at home.
Everything else went into his fresh new bank account though, and Izuku was actually astonished at the number of digits in both his savings and checking. Especially after his first payday deposit.
“I could afford to spoil myself.” Izuku mumbled to himself, chewing on his lip. He thought it over again. Then the idea popped up that he could get a fancy bottle of wine and maybe chocolate. So his high brain won over.
Which was how he found himself pushing around a cart in the giant, wonderful smelling grocery store. A few middle aged people gave him confused or judgemental looks, but Izuku was feeling pretty pleased with himself. After all, he was at a rich people's store.
“Dammit woman slow down.” A familiar voice called out as Izuku was debating with himself on getting the little cup of watermelon slices. He blinked, before turning to see his two bosses following behind a female with bronze colored hair.
“No, the baby wants cantaloupe!” She smiled, bee-lining her way to the wooden bin full of said melon. “Smothered in marshmallow fluff, caramel drizzle, and chocolate—oh!”
She paused hard, staring at Izuku, who felt a flash of embarrassment at having been caught staring. The woman was wearing pink Vicky’s Secret sweatpants and a black hoodie with a skull on it. Her long hair was up in a messy bun, and in her hand was a cup of juice.
“You’re Izuku ain’t ya!” She squealed, eyes sparkling with pure joy as she hustled over to his side. Izuku’s still very high mind was racing. Did he know this woman? How did she know him?
Before he could think to say anything, she was hugging him close. “Oh my gwad! I’ve heard like, mega awesome things bout you from the bros! I been like ‘I gotta meet this sweetie’ and here you are! Gosh are you just such a pretty peach!”
Izuku’s wide eyes met with Katsuki and Katsumi, and his whole face went flush. Because the two Alphas he always saw in identical suits, were dressed very casually.
Katsumi was wearing a grey sweater with the collar of a white undershirt popping out. Paired with comfortable black jeans, and what looked to be black loafers.
Katsuki on the other hand was wearing a black turtleneck with a red leather jacket over top. Black ripped jeans and platform combat boots with spikes pulled the whole punk biker look together. Not to mention, Katsuki’s hair wasn’t slicked back. It was tousled, wild and free.
While Katsumi had half of his hair slicked back, and was wearing frameless glasses. Appearing like a hot professor. Izuku’s head was positively spinning in circles.
“Camie, you’re scaring him.” Katsumi chided gently, moving his full basket from one arm to the other.
“Camie, you’re scaring him.” Katsumi chided gently, moving his full basket from one arm to the other.
Katsuki rolled his eyes, leaning against the handles of the very full cart he was pushing. “Izuku, this is Camie, you’re filling her position while she’s on maternity leave.”
Camie let Izuku go, reaching up to hold his cheeks. “Oh he can keep that dusty old desk job! You’re tots doin’ so much better than me I heard! Got my boys to eat and e’rthing! But how could they say no to this darlin’ face? OH you’re gorgeous!”
“T-thank you!” Izuku stuttered out with a dazed giggle. “You’re very pretty yourself! Um…Mrs. Bakugou?”
She threw her head back and cackled loud enough to scare everyone within their vicinity. Katsuki and Katsumi too turned their heads away to laugh.
She threw her head back and cackled loud enough to scare everyone within their vicinity. Katsuki and Katsumi too turned their heads away to laugh.
Izuku pouted, feeling a little embarrassed. It was a reasonable assumption, the two Alphas were obviously buying her groceries and she was pregnant.
“As if.” She snorted, wiping away a few tears. “I drive them insane enough just as their pack drama queen. Nah boo thing, we’re like siblings. My honey bunny is at some boring ol’ conference right now.”
Izuku tried to pretend to himself that his Omega didn’t just breathe a huge sigh of relief. Though from the glint in Camie’s eyes, it was more obvious to her. From one Omega to another.
“Oh but these sexy hunks are single as twin pringles, and desperately need some hot pussy.”
“Oh but these sexy hunks are single as twin pringles, and desperately need some hot pussy.”
All three of their faces went firetruck red as the air felt knocked out of Izuku’s lungs. The twins were stumbling over each other’s words while glaring at Camie, who looked pleased as punch.
“Yeah yeah, y’all are still actin’ like y’all don’t wanna smooch and cuddle cause you’re too big of babies. Now come on, baby wants sushi.”
Izuku ducked his head down, not sure if that was him being dismissed or if his bosses were even interested in talking to him outside of work.
“Um Izuku sweet thing?” Camie called out, and he turned to see her waiting. “You’re like tots comin’ along boo-boo. I wanna get to know the Omega making my boys act like school boys. Talkin’ my ear off about your pretty eyes.”
Izuku balked, turning to see that Katsuki and Katsumi wore twin expressions of both humiliation and shyness. He honestly felt really amused and kind of bad for the poor Alphas.
“Well I think that Katsuki and Katsumi’s eyes are very pretty too.” He offered up, and his Omega purred at seeing the two brighten up immediately. They all looked at each other, a heavy but airy feeling settling between them.
“OMG is that a cat?”
“OMG is that a cat?”
—
Somehow, Izuku ended up in the twin’s luxurious penthouse as the Alphas put away all the groceries and Camie pulled him over to the large comfortable couches to watch movies. Tuna followed with a meow and made herself at home.
Somehow, Izuku ended up in the twin’s luxurious penthouse as the Alphas put away all the groceries and Camie pulled him over to the large comfortable couches to watch movies. Tuna followed with a meow and made herself at home.
“Let the big Alphas do all the hard work. After all, Omegas are made to sit around and look pretty.” Camie said as she handed Izuku one of the many sushi boxes she got before opening her own.
“You know if we said that shit, you’d fucking clock us over the head.” Katsuki grumbled from the kitchen.
“Of course.” Camie chirped while munching and looked over the couch with a smile.
“Of course.” Camie chirped while munching and looked over the couch with a smile.
Izuku giggled, purring over the delicious, expensive sushi. “It’s an Omega thing, Alphas wouldn’t understand.”
“Damn straight babycakes.” Camie laughed. “Oh don’t get all pouty, if you didn’t love spoiling Omegas you wouldn’t have bought our little baby waby Izu’s things.”
“Damn straight babycakes.” Camie laughed. “Oh don’t get all pouty, if you didn’t love spoiling Omegas you wouldn’t have bought our little baby waby Izu’s things.”
Katsuki’s face went red even as he glared from the spacious kitchen view window. Izuku fiddled with his fingers. “Thank you again for that, you really didn’t have to.”
His face softened. “S’no problem.”
His face softened. “S’no problem.”
Camie got a mischievous look on her face as she leaned in to whisper to Izuku. “Hey Izu, these boys are seriously whipped for you. You been pickin’ up on that yeah?”
Izuku hid his face in his hands. Camie was just so forward with everything. It was charming but also very embarrassing. “W-what? No they’re just being nice!”
“Oh you think so? Watch this.” She straightened up and spoke louder. “You’re hungry for something bigger than sushi Izuku? Oh why didn’t you say so!?”
He glanced over to see that both Alphas had immediately looked their way.
He glanced over to see that both Alphas had immediately looked their way.
Katsumi titled his head. “Would you like something to eat Izuku? It’d be no issue, we’re already in the kitchen.”
“Yeah Izuku! What’s your favorite food?” Camie cheered. “These boys are fantastic cooks! You’ll have died and gone to heaven!”
“Yeah Izuku! What’s your favorite food?” Camie cheered. “These boys are fantastic cooks! You’ll have died and gone to heaven!”
Izuku smiled. “I like Katsudon…but I’m really fine with anything you want to make. In fact, I can help if you would like?”
“Nonsense!” Katsuki shouted, already getting pots and pans out. “What kinda assholes would we be if we make our guests cook their own damn food?”
“Nonsense!” Katsuki shouted, already getting pots and pans out. “What kinda assholes would we be if we make our guests cook their own damn food?”
At this point the ridiculousness of it all finally caught up with Izuku and his still very high mind and he threw his head back and started to laugh long and hard. Camie stared at him for a moment, startled, before she too just started to giggle uncontrollably.
“The fuck?” Katsuki asked, eyebrows furrowed in confusion. “Was it that funny? You high or something?”
Izuku wiped a few tears away, petting Tuna who was getting energetic from all the excitement. “Maybe?”
Izuku wiped a few tears away, petting Tuna who was getting energetic from all the excitement. “Maybe?”
Then his brain caught up with his mouth, and Izuku felt as if he was tossed into an ice bath as his entire body went cold. He looked at Katsuki and Katsumi, pure fear of losing their respect in his heart. Or worse, his job.
“Gawd I miss getting high.” Camie whined, pouting at the movie they weren’t even paying any attention to. She then looked down at her belly and huffed. “You’re lucky I love you so much baby. Otherwise Mommy would be blitzed as hell right now.”
Izuku casted cautious glances between Camie and the Alphas. “Um…I hope that’s not an issue. I’m so sorry, I shouldn’t have said—”
“Oh Izuku baby please don’t worry.” Camie cut in, reaching out to soothingly rub his arm. “A lot of the DynaMight squad smoke. As long as it doesn’t affect your job performance they don’t care. Though it wouldn’t kill these two boneheads to light up a blunt.”
He blinked. “They’ve never smoked before?”
Katsumi sighed. “We’ve been curious, but have never really indulged.”
“We have a lot on our plate.” Katsuki continued.
Katsumi sighed. “We’ve been curious, but have never really indulged.”
“We have a lot on our plate.” Katsuki continued.
“Well,” Izuku softly said. “If you two ever want to…experiment. I’m always open to helping you two out. You deserve a break.”
Camie smirked. “They’ll definitely take you up on that. It’s a date.”
Camie smirked. “They’ll definitely take you up on that. It’s a date.”
All three of them glanced at each other before promptly looking away with deep blushes. As the two Alphas busied themselves with making Katsudon, Camie leaned closer to talk to Izuku.
“On the real though,” She spoke low and serious. “Katsuki and Katsumi were really…sheltered growing up. Their mother was overbearing, and she held extremely high expectations for them. She even pops into headquarters periodically to ensure everything is to her standard.”
The Omega in Izuku felt on guard and protective. “They work so hard though, and they take really good care of their employees. Is that not enough for her?”
She sighed heavily, as if this was a point that had been thoroughly beaten in. “I don’t know. She loves them to pieces, don’t get me wrong.
It’s just…she wants the best for them but also expects them to basically exhaust themselves reaching for it. Especially since they didn’t get to become heroes.”
A flash of delight and sadness panged through him. “They wanted to be heroes?”
A flash of delight and sadness panged through him. “They wanted to be heroes?”
She bit her lip, glancing over her shoulder at the two busy Alphas. Something in her expression filled Izuku with a soft dread. “Yeah…it just…it wasn’t going to work out. Which I guess is why their mother is so adamant they get the best of everything.”
Izuku hummed, feeling a new sort of kinship with the two that had so much more depth to them than he could ever imagine. “I wanted to be a hero too. I wanted to be the first Quirkless male Omega hero.”
Camie’s eyes searched his own, and there was something so motherly to the kind way she smiled at him. “If you don’t mind me asking, the boys mentioned that you danced at a club before applying for DynaMight.”
Her tone was open, non-judgemental. “You also have amazing credentials in your resume. What happened?”
His throat closed up as it always did when he thought about the circumstances that led to him having to give up so much.
His throat closed up as it always did when he thought about the circumstances that led to him having to give up so much.
Tuna, ever so vigilant, meowed at him gently before crawling into his lap. Making him smile as she made biscuits against his thigh.
“Um.” Izuku’s voice was weak and pained. “My parents were fanatically religious, part of that church, The Ancient Ways of Society?”
“Um.” Izuku’s voice was weak and pained. “My parents were fanatically religious, part of that church, The Ancient Ways of Society?”
Camie’s face puckered like she’d sucked a lemon, disgust in her eyes. “Oh I’ve heard about those freaks. Sexiest assholes who think Omegas are the bottom tier of society.”
He nodded, petting Tuna to calm himself. “Yeah, so you can imagine what having an Omegan child was like for them. Even worse, a male Omega. Mega worse, a Quirkless male Omega. They hated Quirkless in the church.”
She hissed in understanding. “Sorry babycakes, that must’ve been god awful.”
“They never physically abused me.” Izuku muttered. “Though with how hurtful their words were, I wonder if I would’ve rather been beaten instead.
“They never physically abused me.” Izuku muttered. “Though with how hurtful their words were, I wonder if I would’ve rather been beaten instead.
They tried to make me drop of out school so many times. I finally left because they engaged me off to a much older Alpha in the church without telling me.”
She balled up her fists. “Ooof if I ever met your dirtbag parents I’d tots sock’em right in their faces. I’m glad you got out boo.”
Izuku smiled. “They crushed my dreams of being a hero, but I couldn’t let them crush my spirit. I knew I had to leave.”
Izuku smiled. “They crushed my dreams of being a hero, but I couldn’t let them crush my spirit. I knew I had to leave.”
The way she smiled at him was very motherly and kind. “Well, I think you would’ve made a wonderful hero.”
Tears stung his eyes as he grinned back at her. “Thank you, that means a lot to me.”
Tears stung his eyes as he grinned back at her. “Thank you, that means a lot to me.”
A mischievous glint flashed in her eyes. “You’d be my hero if you were to the one to finally get these two idiots some juicy pussy.”
“Camie oh my god!” He screeched.
“Camie oh my god!” He screeched.
TBC
—Three Times Shy—
Life has a certain way of being the biggest asshole in the entire goddamn universe, and one day it hand selected Katsuki like he won the fucking lottery.
Life has a certain way of being the biggest asshole in the entire goddamn universe, and one day it hand selected Katsuki like he won the fucking lottery.
Because at the tender innocent age of five where everything revolved around him and his needs, someone somewhere decided to absolutely wreck his day.
A simple bump from another kid at the playground sent Katsuki careening over the edge of the tall plastic castle and into the sand. He hit the ground like a sack of useless potatoes, and blacked out.
When he came to, his mother and a bunch of other assholes were looking over him with wildly concerned eyes.
For a very brief second Katsuki thought he had died from the five foot drop and was seeing his soul floating above him like in the cartoons he watched. Because there was someone in the crowd of concerned hovering faces that looked exactly like him.
Only Katsuki learned that he didn’t die, and the kid that tossed him overboard had accidentally presented their quirk. A quirk that duplicated whatever the kid touched.
Which meant that while one Katsuki was laying on the ground like a starfish, there was another looking down at him.
It was difficult to wrap his brain around, but there were now two Katsukis in existence.
It was difficult to wrap his brain around, but there were now two Katsukis in existence.
A trip to the hospital and talk with quirk specialists revealed to both frazzled mothers that the kid’s quirk was permanent. Something that made Mitsuki cry out with joy, because she now had two sons.
After having his brain get back online from being shaken like a snow globe, Katsuki started to get excited about it as well. He’d always wanted a brother, and now he technically had one. Katsuki watched his duplicate, and he noticed that unlike him, he appeared very shy.
Blushing when the nurses addressed him, and when his mother pinched his chubby cheeks. Mitsuki immediately dubbed him ‘Katsumi’ given that it had been her second choice of a name for Katsuki.
The doctors basically shrugged and drew up a new birth certificate to account for Katsumi’s existence. Doing blood work and check ups on both of them to make sure there weren’t any immediately noticeable health defects. So far, both boys were a clean bill of health.
In his joy, Katsuki went to set off an explosion like he normally did to relieve his wild emotions. Though something strange happened. Instead of his normal boom of power, came a small pop.
He frowned, activating his quirk again to see that nothing fancier than a firecracker pop occurred.
Katsuki looked to Katsumi, who held up his own hand and yielded the same exact results. The quirk specialist told them that he’d had a theory that that would happen. Because Katsumi couldn’t have appeared out of absolutely nothing.
The quirk duplication, took half of the energy from the beginning object to create the new one. Meaning Katsuki’s quirk was now and forever only at half power of what it had been before. As a kid who hadn’t exactly mastered his quirk yet, that meant it was basically nothing now.
The specialist sadly gave their expert opinion that Katsuki would never reach full power ever again. Something that had utterly crushed him in the moment, because being a hero was everything to him.
A single look over to his duplicate though, had any ideas of hatred or rage dying in an instant. Because his duplicate…his brother, looked like he hated himself enough already.
And that broke Katsuki’s heart.
And that broke Katsuki’s heart.
—
“Pathetic.” Yashiro Kiyohara spat at Mitsuki, her mother staring at her daughter as if she were nothing but filth on the side of the road. “What were you doing Mitsuki? Fiddling with your fingers up your ass when your son was in danger? What sort of inadequacy is this?”
“Pathetic.” Yashiro Kiyohara spat at Mitsuki, her mother staring at her daughter as if she were nothing but filth on the side of the road. “What were you doing Mitsuki? Fiddling with your fingers up your ass when your son was in danger? What sort of inadequacy is this?”
Mitsuki swallowed thickly, biting her lip hard to will away the stinging in her eyes. “It was an accident, mother. Katsuki is fine, and Katsumi is too.”
“Fine?” Her mother snapped harshly, making Mitsuki flinch. Katsuki too jolted from his spot on the couch and looked to his mother for reassurance. Katsumi reached out for Katsuki’s hand. “Your son has a…a…a parasite attached to him!”
Mitsuki gritted her jaw. “Mother, please don’t talk to Katsumi that way. He has feelings too, and he’s as much my son as Katsuki is.”
“Don’t tell me what to do GIRL.” Yashiro hissed.
“Don’t tell me what to do GIRL.” Yashiro hissed.
She looked over to the boy she’d just insulted and glanced at him over in a way even meaner than she had her own daughter. If Mitsuki was filthy, then Katsumi was illness. “Come here parasite.”
Katsumi hesitantly did as he was told, sliding off of the couch. Even as Katsuki tried to yank him back to safety, the boy seemed eager to placate this woman that hated his guts.
She gripped his face hard between her fingers when he was close enough, and Mitsuki about jolted out of her seat to pull her second son away. Katsumi though, endured without a sound. Even as his perfect pale cheeks grew red from the rough treatment.
Yashiro looked Katsumi over, tilting his head to and fro as if he were an antique she were criticizing. Then she smacked, lips curling in disgust. Practically shoving Katsumi away when she released him. “Disgusting, get out of my sight.”
Katsumi dejectedly started to walk away, towards the backyard that had a playset for Katsuki when he visited. Mitsuki watched as Katsuki slid off the couch and hurriedly toddled after his twin. Heartwarming when they held hands and stepped outside.
“You’ve failed as a mother.” Yashiro hissed out, and Mitsuki felt her hackles rise.
“No, I haven’t.” She tried to control her tone. Because as hard headed as she was, her mother was far worse. “Katsuki is fine mother. Katsumi is a blessing.”
“No, I haven’t.” She tried to control her tone. Because as hard headed as she was, her mother was far worse. “Katsuki is fine mother. Katsumi is a blessing.”
Yashiro rolled her eyes. She had the same quirk as Mitsuki, and appeared forever young despite her actual age. Though there were certain things that made her seem sharper, meaner, and more edged. Like her expectation for nothing but perfection.
“Don’t be stupid GIRL. You think I haven't looked into Katsuki’s medical file since the incident?”
Mitsuki’s heart dropped. “How did you—”
Mitsuki’s heart dropped. “How did you—”
Yashiro stood, wrapping her silk robe around herself. “It’s your fault Katsuki will never be a hero like he wanted. I hope you can live with that, you stupid girl. Now get that fucking parasite out of my house. Before it stinks up the place.”
On the drive home, Mitsuki was moments away from a mental breakdown as her vision constantly blurred with tears that she refused to let spill down her cheeks. At least not in front of her precious boys.
“Mom?” Katsumi asked, sweetly and softly. “Are you okay?”
Mitsuki swallowed hard, sucking in her lips for the pressure, and then letting them go when she exhaled nice and long. “Yeah baby, I’m okay.”
Mitsuki swallowed hard, sucking in her lips for the pressure, and then letting them go when she exhaled nice and long. “Yeah baby, I’m okay.”
“Your mom’s an asshole.” Katsuki snapped knowingly, crossing his arms with a pout. “Calling Katsumi such mean things. What an old hag.”
Mitsuki chuckled, watery and stressed. “Yeah…yeah baby she’s a huge fucking asshole.”
Mitsuki chuckled, watery and stressed. “Yeah…yeah baby she’s a huge fucking asshole.”
“Then why do we have to go see her?” Katsuki asked.
She stared at the red light she was stopped at. Looking long enough that when it turned green, she hadn’t immediately started forward again. With a sigh, she ran a hand through her hair.
She stared at the red light she was stopped at. Looking long enough that when it turned green, she hadn’t immediately started forward again. With a sigh, she ran a hand through her hair.
“I don’t know baby, she’s still my mom. I just…I keep hoping she’ll change.”
Mitsuki kept hoping that one day she’d make her proud.
Mitsuki kept hoping that one day she’d make her proud.
-Present day-
“Katsumi sweetheart, fix your hair.” Mitsuki said tiredly as they walked up the steps to the grand house.
Masaru turned to look at his son. “His hair is fine dear.”
“Katsumi sweetheart, fix your hair.” Mitsuki said tiredly as they walked up the steps to the grand house.
Masaru turned to look at his son. “His hair is fine dear.”
She sighed, hands holding on tightly to the casserole she’d spent weeks perfecting. Katsuki nudged his brother encouragingly as Mitsuki rang the doorbell, and earned a soft smile in return.
There was a moment of tense silence before Yashiro opened the door. Looking older than she had when they were little, but still impossibly young due to her quirk. She gave a thin lipped, insincere smile, and left the door open as she started walking back inside.
They knew by now to not expect any sort of greeting, and just diligently followed her inside. Walking to the extravagant living room where she’d taken a seat and picked up a book she’d obviously been reading. “Masaru, open a bottle of wine would you?”
“Of course Mother.” The Alpha said without complaint, and turned to head to the wine room. He was by far the one that Yashiro tolerated the most.
Mitsuki absolutely hated the way her mother spoke to her husband. She’d told her over and over to stop treating Masaru like her fucking slave. Yet the woman would just stare at her as if she was mentally challenged.
“Hello Grandmother.” Katsuki greeted through gritted teeth. Though he sounded polite enough to pass his grandmother’s judgement.
Yashiro nodded. “Hello Katsuki darling.”
Yashiro nodded. “Hello Katsuki darling.”
“Hello Grandmother, I hope you are doing well. That color dress is very fitting on you.” Katsumi said with a respectful bow, and handed over the cookies he had made her.
She grimaced, taking the cookie tin only to practically throw it onto the coffee table carelessly. “Yes, yes.”
Katsumi kept his bow for a moment, stealing his emotions, before standing back upright and sitting on the couch with his brother.
Katsumi kept his bow for a moment, stealing his emotions, before standing back upright and sitting on the couch with his brother.
Mitsuki was grateful when Katsuki grabbed his brother’s hand reassuringly.
“Where’s that wine Masaru?” She demanded in a sharp voice, and Mitsuki swore she’d crack her teeth with how hard she clenched her jaw.
“Where’s that wine Masaru?” She demanded in a sharp voice, and Mitsuki swore she’d crack her teeth with how hard she clenched her jaw.
“He’s getting it mother.” Mitsuki hissed out.
“Shut up child, I wasn’t speaking to you.” Yashiro said simply, quickly, and then turned to Katsuki. “Tell me Katsuki dear. Have you been courting any eligible Omegas? You know how much I wish for grandchildren.”
“Shut up child, I wasn’t speaking to you.” Yashiro said simply, quickly, and then turned to Katsuki. “Tell me Katsuki dear. Have you been courting any eligible Omegas? You know how much I wish for grandchildren.”
Katsuki and Katsumi shared a knowing glance, and Mitsuki just knew they were talking to each other through their link. Then Katsuki turned to look at his grandmother. “Not as of now, Grandmother. Me and Katsumi are focused on our career at the moment.”
Yashiro threw a nasty look at her daughter. “Have you not been looking for any suitable mates for him? What have you been doing all this time huh? Sitting on your fat ass?”
Mitsuki clenched her hands so hard she felt the sting of her nails digging into her palm. Masaru came in then with a tray of five wine glasses and a bottle. He handed each glass over to someone.
“Well Mother, the boys are doing wonderfully right now. Their market value has risen ten percent in just a month alone.”
Yashiro rose a sharp eyebrow, as if that was nothing impressive, taking a sip of the wine and making eye contact with Katsumi as he did the same. “Throw that glass away when you’re done.”
Katsumi paused, and sighed heavily before putting the wine glass down on the coffee table. Katsuki set his glass down as well and pulled out his phone. “Oh, excuse us. Seems like we have a call. Come on Katsumi. We’ll just step outside.”
—
Katsuki had to resist the urge to slam the back door as hard as he possibly could. Instead settling for a deep growl of, “that fucking disgusting old bitch.”
“Katsuki.” Katsumi said softly. “It’s okay, I’m fine.”
Katsuki had to resist the urge to slam the back door as hard as he possibly could. Instead settling for a deep growl of, “that fucking disgusting old bitch.”
“Katsuki.” Katsumi said softly. “It’s okay, I’m fine.”
His brother whirled on him. “Don’t do that. Not to me Mimi. I know you’re not okay, and that’s because it’s not fucking okay how she treats you. She could rot in hell for all I care.”
The other sighed, going to the bench swing surrounded by flowers. “I’m used to it. After all, she’s not entirely wrong about me.”
Katsuki sat down next to him with a hard plop, causing the swing to teeter unevenly back and forth. “That’s not fucking true. Katsumi, you know I don’t fucking think any of that. You’re my brother, I love you.”
Katsumi smiled weakly, though it didn’t reflect in his eyes. “It doesn’t change what I am. A parasite. I was never meant to exist. My mere existence is why you were never able to become a hero like you wanted.”
“What’s so great about being a damn hero hah?” Katsuki challenged, slumping back with purposeful gracelessness. “Getting the shit beat out of me over and over for a bunch of ungrateful bastards, just to do it over the next day?
For what? To retire at thirty because my spine has been broken one too many times? No fucking thank you.”
They were both quiet after that declaration, deep in their own thoughts as butterflies flew into the garden. Katsumi watched as the beautiful insects fluttered about carelessly. Free from any burden other than being themselves.
“How do you think Izuku would react…if he knew?” He asked quietly after a while.
Katsuki glanced at him, looking at him for a moment before looking away. “I think…I think he’d accept us.”
Katsuki glanced at him, looking at him for a moment before looking away. “I think…I think he’d accept us.”
“Accept that we’re the same person?” Katsumi asked us surely.
“We’re not the same fucking person.” Katsuki snapped immediately, then ran a hand through his hair and spoke gentler.
“We’re not the same fucking person.” Katsuki snapped immediately, then ran a hand through his hair and spoke gentler.
“We have the same DNA make up, but we are two different people Mimi. Otherwise we’d butt heads way more than we do now.”
That earned a snort of laughter from Katsumi. “Goodness knows one of us would’ve killed each other by now.”
That earned a snort of laughter from Katsumi. “Goodness knows one of us would’ve killed each other by now.”
“Right?” Katsuki chuckled. “So that’s proof right there. Both of us, still alive.”
They were silent for a moment again, before Katsumi asked another question. “Do you think she’ll ever acknowledge me as anything other than a parasite?”
They were silent for a moment again, before Katsumi asked another question. “Do you think she’ll ever acknowledge me as anything other than a parasite?”
Katsuki had to think about this one. “No, but that’s her fucking loss. Demented bitch. Can’t wait till she kicks the fucking bucket just so I can spit on her grave.”
Katsumi rolled his eyes. “Okay, no need to be so dramatic.”
“Oh fuck you, I’ll show you dramatic!”
With that, they’d started to chase each other around the bench swing.
“Oh fuck you, I’ll show you dramatic!”
With that, they’d started to chase each other around the bench swing.
TBC
—Three Times Shy—
There was something up with Katsuki and Katsumi. Izuku noticed as soon as they came in Monday morning, scents stale and muted. They tried to appear as usual, but he could tell there was something lackluster in their attitudes.
There was something up with Katsuki and Katsumi. Izuku noticed as soon as they came in Monday morning, scents stale and muted. They tried to appear as usual, but he could tell there was something lackluster in their attitudes.
Even when Izuku handed over their morning coffee and breakfast pastry he’d started baking them, their smiles didn’t reach their eyes. It made him whine nervously as he glanced back at their office door for the hundredth time in a few hours.
“What’s wrong Izu-kun?” Ochako asked, making her way over to his station. She brought the cherry vanilla flavored energy drink he liked from the vending machine.
He took it gratefully and tapped his pastel pink acrylics on the desk. “Have you noticed something wrong with the twins?”
Her face pinched in concern, her pretty brown eyes glancing to the office door Izuku had been slowly burning holes into. Ochako bit her lip and then let out a defeated sigh.
“I’m telling you this in confidence.” She said quietly, tone both soft and stern. “Cause I know you care about the twins and they care about you.”
Izuku nodded eagerly, wanting to get to the bottom of what was making the Alphas so miserable. So he could hurry and think of way to make it better.
“I don’t know too much,” she continued. “But Camie told me that the twins and their parents visited their grandmother over the weekend.”
He waited for more information. “Did something bad happen?”
He waited for more information. “Did something bad happen?”
Ochako popped open her own coffee drink, but didn’t immediately go for a sip, instead holding it in her hands. “Like I said, I don’t know too much, but from what I’ve gathered from Camie…she’s a really ugly person. Like…meaner than mean.”
He felt terrible for them. To think someone that was supposed to be sweet and caring, giving her grandbabies sweets and love wasn’t at all that. “Oh that’s awful! Why did they go visit her if she’s like that?”
Ochako shrugged. “Camie said it’s complicated. I’m sure if you asked her she might tell you a little more, but that’s all I know. Even though I’m their friend too, they’re very tight lipped about their family.”
Izuku hummed. “I’ll ask her. I don’t like seeing them like this.”
She smiled sweetly at him. “Yeah, but if anyone could help them out I’m sure you can.”
With that she left him blushing. Izuku quickly picked up his glitter cased phone and started typing away.
She smiled sweetly at him. “Yeah, but if anyone could help them out I’m sure you can.”
With that she left him blushing. Izuku quickly picked up his glitter cased phone and started typing away.
Izuku: Hey Camie? Can I ask you something?
CamCam: Oh tots sweetie pie! What’s eatin’ at ya?
Izuku: The twins are really sad today, and when I asked Ocha she mentioned their grandma, but said you’d know more?
CamCam: Oh tots sweetie pie! What’s eatin’ at ya?
Izuku: The twins are really sad today, and when I asked Ocha she mentioned their grandma, but said you’d know more?
He stared at their message log for a moment, watching as his message receipt signaled that she’d read it. Anxiousness started to eat away at him when she didn’t type back for a minute.
Then the ellipses signally she was typing came up. After another long moment, her message came through.
CamCam: I normally wouldn’t spill their bizz like this, but they told me they were fine when obvi they’re not. Kats and Kam’s grandmother is a grade A humongous Bitch. Capital B deserved.
CamCam: She’s a mega crazy perfectionist and like…verbally abusive as hell even to her own daughter. Like the Gordon Ramsey of families but actually 100% authentically an asshole.
CamCam: She hates Katsumi’s guts, and treats him like he doesn’t exist. Which of course pisses Katsuki off. But neither of them can ever really defend themselves cause even their own mother is scared of her.
Izuku gaped, eyes wide and mouth dropped open in shock.
Izuku: How could she!?!? That’s so messed up!! Why would she even do that, that’s so horrible!!!?
CamCam: Lots of family trauma their sweetpea. It must’ve been a very bad visit if they’re this upset.
Izuku: How could she!?!? That’s so messed up!! Why would she even do that, that’s so horrible!!!?
CamCam: Lots of family trauma their sweetpea. It must’ve been a very bad visit if they’re this upset.
Izuku: Any advice on cheering them up?
CamCam: Honestly, your guess is as good as mine. I’ve tried lots of stuff when it was this bad, and so has the pack but they’re just…stuck in their own heads at times like this.
Izuku whined.
CamCam: Honestly, your guess is as good as mine. I’ve tried lots of stuff when it was this bad, and so has the pack but they’re just…stuck in their own heads at times like this.
Izuku whined.
Izuku: I’ll try, thank you for telling me.
CamCam: Of course bbycakes, I hope you succeed.
CamCam: Of course bbycakes, I hope you succeed.
For the next hour until lunch, Izuku was fretting over how to cheer the two up. He had experience with a toxic family, and not a lot had been able to cheer him up back then given how alone he was. The only thing Izuku clung onto was his passion for design.
Izuku gasped, feeling like an actual lightbulb went off above his head. He hurried over to Ochako’s desk. “Do you think I could steal the twins for the rest of the day?”
She blinked up at him in surprise, but took a moment to think it over. “If they don’t have any important meetings today I don’t see why not?”
“Fantastic!” Izuku chirped, rushing back over to his desk and gathering their belongings before signing out of the computer. Everyone was starting to get up for lunch, so Izuku knocked on the twin’s door like usual.
By now he didn’t wait for permission to enter after knocking, as they knew by now who it was. He stepped in and the two Alphas looked at him with curiosity upon noticing he had all his belongings with him.
“I’m going to need you two to trust me on this.” Izuku decides to start with. They begin to look mildly concerned and intrigued. “We are cutting our work day in half, and I’m going to take you somewhere very special.”
Katsumi frowned, glancing at his brother for a brief second. “But…”
“I’ve already made sure there weren’t any important meetings or paperwork that needed to be turned in.” Izuku says, voice firm in a way shows he’s leaving no room for argument or refusal. “Please?”
“I’ve already made sure there weren’t any important meetings or paperwork that needed to be turned in.” Izuku says, voice firm in a way shows he’s leaving no room for argument or refusal. “Please?”
Katsuki let out a heavy sigh, though Izuku knew that the Alpha was irritated at him specifically. Just tired and wanting this break more than he let on. “Alright, alright you got us. Where are we going?”
“It’s a place very near and dear to my heart, I know you two will love it.” Izuku says simply and waits for them to close out their work. Katsumi and Katsuki look at each other before following Izuku out of the office.
“Bye Ocha!” Izuku calls out as they pass by.
“Bye Izuku! Bye sirs!” She says with utter joy while holding a microwaveable cup of chicken noodle soup in her hands. “You three have a wonderful day, okay? Take lots of pictures!”
“Bye Izuku! Bye sirs!” She says with utter joy while holding a microwaveable cup of chicken noodle soup in her hands. “You three have a wonderful day, okay? Take lots of pictures!”
They were both relatively silent as Izuku led them to the train station, though he was more than happy to talk about anything and everything. Both of them would pitch in every now and then, though they were both still confused as to where Izuku was taking them.
As they were waiting for the train, Izuku rushed over to a small bread shop upstairs and ordered three different pastries for them to munch on. He skipped down the stairs with a giddy smile on his face all the while.
Though it fell when he noticed a rather beautiful Omega female talking to them. She pushed her blonde hair behind her ear and cocked her hip in a flirtatious way. Izuku felt a chuff fall from his lips as he hurried over.
Without thinking, he snarled at her, baring his fangs and looking her dead in the eye to assert dominance. She flinched, face going pale as she hurried away like a puppy with its tail between its legs. Izuku huffed in satisfaction before turning to the Alphas with his treats.
“Here you go! I love this shop, the owner is so sweet.” Izuku gushes. “I got a cinnamon apple spice with a touch of cayenne pepper for Katsuki. Then a toffee vanilla mocha swirl for Katsumi.”
Katsumi took his with a small smile. “Thank you Izuku, that’s very sweet of you.”
Katsumi took his with a small smile. “Thank you Izuku, that’s very sweet of you.”
“Spicy and sweet? In a bun? Fuck yeah!” Katsuki said with excitement, ripping the napkin back and taking a giant bite. Vigorously chewing as his eyes lit up brightly. “Is’fuckin’delishous!”
Izuku purred, biting into his own cookies and cream flavored bun. He knew this would be a good day out.
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Katsumi was feeling the beginnings of a migraine as he and Katsuki walked into the building. Even seeing Izuku looking so beautiful in his skin tight light greyish purple turtleneck with a white ruffled lace bralette tank wasn’t enough to cheer him up.
Katsumi was feeling the beginnings of a migraine as he and Katsuki walked into the building. Even seeing Izuku looking so beautiful in his skin tight light greyish purple turtleneck with a white ruffled lace bralette tank wasn’t enough to cheer him up.
His mind kept circling back to his grandmother, and how she yelled at him at the top of her lungs when he’d let a pillow slip off of the couch during movie night. Katsuki had a snarl building in his throat as he tensed up, getting ready to lunge, but Katsumi stopped him.
The rest of the night Katsuki was sending hateful filled glares at the woman, and Katsumi tried to gain her favor. He didn’t know why he tried, but he did. Something in Katsumi wanted her to finally love him. It was draining, and the more he got rejected, the more tired he got.
“Say the word Mimi.” Katsuki whispered as he cuddled him that night. Wrapping his arms around him and holding him close. “Say the word and I’ll fucking rip her a new one.”
Their grandmother had set Katsumi up in the basement, but Katsuki brought all the comfortable blankets he could and went to sleep with him. Having his brother close by made Katsumi feel much better.
“Don’t bother.” He whispered back, kissing Katsuki’s knuckles. “I’ll live.”
He thought they’d both hid how drained they were from the weekend, but of course Izuku was able to suss them out rather quickly. Come their lunch break, the Omega popped in with all their office.
He thought they’d both hid how drained they were from the weekend, but of course Izuku was able to suss them out rather quickly. Come their lunch break, the Omega popped in with all their office.
Now they were both waiting for their train and Izuku, as the Omega had promised them a delicious treat and scampered upstairs. They were minding their own business when another Omega came up to them. Her scent was overly sweet as she broadcast her interest and availability.
It was so nauseating that Katsumi could hardly focus on what she was saying. At least until Izuku popped up beside her and growled, low and deadly. A pure territorial response that set Katsumi and Katsuki’s blood on fire.
She scurried away, and Katsumi couldn’t remember ever being so turned on in his life. From the zing of hot pleasure from Katsuki, he could tell his brother felt the same.
The treat was delicious, and soon they were standing together on the train. Izuku apologized that it was a bit of a distance. When they finally got seats, Izuku sat in the middle and played a movie on his phone. Soon, the three of them were wrapped up in Crazy Rich Asians.
It hit a little close to home for Katsumi, but he found himself rooting for the main character. That she would get the happy ending she deserved, and found himself thoroughly captured by the story.
So much so that he was disappointed when they arrived at their destination during the gutted fish scene. Izuku smiled at him, nudging him with his shoulder. “We’ll watch the rest on the way back.”
They walked out of the train station and Izuku pointed at the only cab sitting at the taxi stand. “There! Run! Run!”
He took off with their hands in his, and they both couldn’t help but laugh when he did.
He took off with their hands in his, and they both couldn’t help but laugh when he did.
Izuku’s joy was infectious as they beat another trio running towards the cab. Katsumi’s face was laughing hard enough his face hurt.
Katsuki clutched his arm as he leaned against him, laughing just as hard. Izuku rolled down the window. “Sorry!”
Katsuki clutched his arm as he leaned against him, laughing just as hard. Izuku rolled down the window. “Sorry!”
Then he rolled it back up. “To the Mission Heart Art Museum please!”
Katsuki caught his breath. “Oh an art museum? I can’t remember the last time we went to one.”
“Yes it has been quite a while.”
Katsuki caught his breath. “Oh an art museum? I can’t remember the last time we went to one.”
“Yes it has been quite a while.”
Izuku smiled. “I used to go there all the time when I wanted to get away from my family. I’d just sit and sketch. Be in my own world for a moment, the staff is incredibly nice.”
When they arrived, Izuku paid the taxi fare even though he and Katsuki protested. The museum was small, nothing incredibly fancy. Though there was a charm to it, one that brought them in.
The old lady at the front desk perked up significantly when she saw Izuku. “Ooooh! Bless my stars! Izuku sweetheart! It’s been so long!”
“Oh I know Granny, I’m so sorry!” He said as he hugged the old Beta woman as she hurried as fast as she could around the desk. “How have you been?”
“This bag of bones has been fine Izu sweetheart.” She looked at the two Alphas behind him. What she said next was possibly meant to be whispered, but she was old and likely hard of hearing. “Are you still working for that asshole Giran?”
Giran who was that? Katsumi could feel aggression from Katsuki as he thought the same thing. Surely they’d have to look into this character sometime.
Izuku blushed. “No Granny, I’m somewhere much better I promise.”
She nodded, a tearful smile on her face as she reached up to pat his cheek. “I’m glad sweetie.”
She nodded, a tearful smile on her face as she reached up to pat his cheek. “I’m glad sweetie.”
She left them in, free of charge, and in no time at all Izuku was pulling them to his favorite part of the museum. Despite the small look from outside, there was an absolutely gorgeous zen garden in the back.
With a small river filled with enchanting koi and a stunning garden with blooming flowers. Butterflies and dragonflies flew around them. Katsumi took in the view, and his hangs itched for a sketchbook.
“How…” Katsuki started, looking stunned.
“How…” Katsuki started, looking stunned.
“Beautiful.” Katsumi finished.
Izuku giggled. “I’m happy you think so. Sit, relax. I’ll go grab us something to drink.”
Izuku giggled. “I’m happy you think so. Sit, relax. I’ll go grab us something to drink.”
With that, he took off back inside leaving Katsumi with his brother. The two of them looked at each other before sitting on one of the many little stone benches. Staring into the pond where the fishes gathered. Hoping to get fed.
“This is nice.” Katsumi said, taking a deep breath and letting the tension bleed out of him.
Katsuki hummed. “Yeah, it is.”
Katsuki hummed. “Yeah, it is.”
They were silent for a while, taking in the relaxing atmosphere. It was as if they were in this fantasy world, where nothing outside of the moment could hurt them.
“Izuku is wonderful.” Katsuki said, speaking what Katsumi was already thinking. “I don’t know why he would do this for us…for me after our first impression.”
Katsumi hummed. “He doesn’t hold that against you, you know that.”
Katsumi hummed. “He doesn’t hold that against you, you know that.”
“Yeah.”
Katsumi reached down into the water to run his hand along a fish, watching as it turned in his light grip and looked up at him for food. “Sorry little one, I don’t have anything for you.”
Katsuki snorted. “Don’t tease them.”
Katsumi reached down into the water to run his hand along a fish, watching as it turned in his light grip and looked up at him for food. “Sorry little one, I don’t have anything for you.”
Katsuki snorted. “Don’t tease them.”
“Perhaps you’re right.” Katsumi said and sat back. Just in time for Izuku to come back. Huffing a little and with a drink takeout tray, and a plastic bag hooked on one arm.
“Alright I’m back and I got goodies!” Izuku said with a breathless smile. He handed out the ice coffee drinks and dug into the plastic bag. Pulling out two leather bound thin sketchbooks. Then two metal tins of coloring pencils. “Here you two go.”
Katsumi’s heart raced as he picked up the sketchbook. “How did you know?”
Izuku smirked, so adorably smug. “Well one artist’s mind to another…two others. I always wanted to draw when I was here.”
Izuku smirked, so adorably smug. “Well one artist’s mind to another…two others. I always wanted to draw when I was here.”
“Thanks Izuku,” Katsuki said, already tearing open the color pencil tin. “This is exactly what we needed.”
For the next two or three hours they sat in silence. Listening to the sounds of nature and the fish swimming around.
For the next two or three hours they sat in silence. Listening to the sounds of nature and the fish swimming around.
When Katsumi glanced over, he could see that Katsuki had sketched a dress with Izuku as the model.
It made him smile, because he’d done the same exact thing. Only with a silky two piece in mind. Eventually their stomachs started to rumble, and Izuku perked up.
It made him smile, because he’d done the same exact thing. Only with a silky two piece in mind. Eventually their stomachs started to rumble, and Izuku perked up.
“If you two are ready, I know an amazing little restaurant with the most amazing ramen ever!” He chirped.
“Yeah I think we can go.” Katsuki said, looking to Katsumi for confirmation.
He nodded. “Sure, lead the way Izuku.”
“Yeah I think we can go.” Katsuki said, looking to Katsumi for confirmation.
He nodded. “Sure, lead the way Izuku.”
The Omega chittered and helped them pack up, all the while smelling so sweet and inviting. It was as Izuku held their hands on the way out that Katsumi thought it.
This is our Omega.
This is our Omega.
He looked at Katsuki, stunned at this sudden thought. Katsuki too appeared stunned. Though there wasn’t any refusal or doubt in their bond. Izuku was their Omega.
‘We need to court.’ Katsuki thought towards Katsumi.
‘Indeed. Before someone else thinks they have a chance.’
‘We need to court.’ Katsuki thought towards Katsumi.
‘Indeed. Before someone else thinks they have a chance.’
TBC
—Three Times Shy—
Hot pleasure thrummed through Katsuki’s veins as a hot, warm hand gripped his cock and pumped with expert familiarity. Making him shudder and groan as he nibbled on pale skin. His own hand twisting and pulling on the cock in his hand.
Hot pleasure thrummed through Katsuki’s veins as a hot, warm hand gripped his cock and pumped with expert familiarity. Making him shudder and groan as he nibbled on pale skin. His own hand twisting and pulling on the cock in his hand.
Katsumi whined, head tilting back into the pillows as Katsuki rutted down against him. Their shared mental link was an endless loop of bliss as they thought of the Omega they longed for.
“Izu…” Katsumi whimpered, letting Katsuki lick into his mouth.
“Izu…” Katsumi whimpered, letting Katsuki lick into his mouth.
“Mmhmm.” Katsuki hummed in agreement. “Our Omega. He’ll look so fucking good between us.”
Katsumi’s eyes were watering as he panted, face flushed over as he trembled. Looking vulnerable and needy.
Katsumi’s eyes were watering as he panted, face flushed over as he trembled. Looking vulnerable and needy.
Katsuki batted his hand away and gripped both of them in one hand, pumping their leaking cocks.
“Can you imagine it?” He growled. “How he’ll moan and whine. How fucking wet he’ll be. Think about stuffing his tight little cunt with us.”
“Can you imagine it?” He growled. “How he’ll moan and whine. How fucking wet he’ll be. Think about stuffing his tight little cunt with us.”
Katsumi’s eyes rolled back, his nails digging into Katsuki’s arms and he sobbed. “Suki…Izu!”
“Fuck yeah. Can you imagine fucking his pretty little mouth? Maybe we’ll spit roast him.”
“Fuck yeah. Can you imagine fucking his pretty little mouth? Maybe we’ll spit roast him.”
With that, Katsumi orgasmed with a pitiful moan. His body quivering as Katsuki pumped them both through the aftershocks. Kissing his twin tenderly, as Katsumi was always needy after cumming.
When they both finally gained control of their breathing, Katsuki got up to get a rag to clean them. As he wiped Katsumi down, his brother sighed longingly.
“Why does it have to be the weekend already ‘Suki?” Katsumi huffed. “I want to see Izuku.”
“Why does it have to be the weekend already ‘Suki?” Katsumi huffed. “I want to see Izuku.”
Katsuki laughed, getting into bed beside him and reaching for the tv remote. His brother was always adorably pouty when he wanted affection and attention.
“I know, but Camie already claimed him for the weekend. I don’t know about you, but I’m not going to get between her and Izuku’s ‘Omega bonding time’.”
Katsumi pouted. “He’s our Omega though.”
“But we also want him to get along with our pack.” Katsuki reminded him. He glanced over at Katsumi, reading his body language. “I think our rut is coming up.”
“But we also want him to get along with our pack.” Katsuki reminded him. He glanced over at Katsumi, reading his body language. “I think our rut is coming up.”
The other Alpha sighed heavily, scooting closer to Katsuki and cuddling against him. “Sounds about right. It’ll explain why I feel so clingy.”
“You’re always clingy.” Katsuki snorted, then yelped when Katsumi reached up and twisted his nipple. “Ow! You little bitch!”
“You’re always clingy.” Katsuki snorted, then yelped when Katsumi reached up and twisted his nipple. “Ow! You little bitch!”
After the two of them talked about courting Izuku, they had laid out an extensive plan of action. They’d be going about it in stages, in order to ensure success. Because they refused to halfass anything when it came to Izuku.
Phase one was testing the waters. Seeing if Izuku was receptive to their tentative courting, questioning if the Omega saw them as potential mates. Something they’d worried about, and feared Izuku would only want one of them.
Their first gift was given together in the morning as Izuku was handing them their coffee. Katsuki and Katsumi pulled out their small presents that were wrapped to perfection, and held them out.
Izuku had gasped adorably, looking between them and smiling wonderfully. With both hands, Izuku took the gifts simultaneously. So as to show he was receptive to both of them. It made the twins almost sprint like young boys to the office and squeal with joy.
When Izuku came to eat lunch with them, he was wearing both of the jewelry pieces they’d gifted him. Having switched out his pompom earrings for Katsuki’s dangling gummy bear bow earrings. Then adding Katsumi’s hello kitty ring to his hand.
This went on for the rest of the week, as all three of them blushed and danced around each other. Ochako joked that he could cut the tension in the air with a dull plastic butter knife and Katsuki didn’t even care to snap at him.
They were high on life, especially when on Friday, Izuku gave them both a gift back. In the world of courting, an Omega giving a courting gift back meant that not only were they accepting of the courting, but that they were eager to eventually say yes should everything go well.
When they both sat down in their office, they opened their small presents and the rushing of blood to their lower regions was instant. Because inside both of their boxes was a cloth item of Izuku’s, soaked in his scent.
Katsuki’s was a thin little pink tank crop top, and Katsumi’s were the matching tiny pink booty shorts. Neither of them could find it embarrassing as they held the items to their faces and deeply inhaled.
Their Omega’s answer to their courting and the heavily scented items was what was most likely pushing their rut to happen earlier than usual.
A hopeful part of Katsuki was wanting their courtship to go quickly enough that Izuku could share their rut with them. Though another part of him wanted to keep the courtship unrushed and romantic as long as possible.
After all, Izuku had been so used to having to sexualize himself in order to make ends meet. Something the two of them still didn’t have too much context on.
Though Katsuki knew for sure that he never wanted Izuku to feel pressured. Especially after his mistake during their first meeting.
So despite both of their neediness to have their Omega close by and in their arms already, both of them were glad that Camie was taking Izuku out to have fun.
“What do you think they’re talking about?” Katsumi asked softly.
Katsuki shrugged. “Knowing those idiots, probably all the shit they roped us into during high school and college. Showing them embarrassing photos.”
Katsuki shrugged. “Knowing those idiots, probably all the shit they roped us into during high school and college. Showing them embarrassing photos.”
Katsumi groaned. “Ugh, I hope they don’t show them the time I tried to flush myself down the toilet to be with Nemo because I was drunk as hell.”
Katsuki laughed. “Oh I hope to god they show him that.”
Katsuki laughed. “Oh I hope to god they show him that.”
He let out a startled yelp as Katsumi kicked him off the bed, and a loud screech when he hit the floor with a thud.
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To say Izuku was nervous was a dramatic understatement. He was positively wrecked with anxiousness.
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To say Izuku was nervous was a dramatic understatement. He was positively wrecked with anxiousness.
Which was to be expected, given that he was meeting the pack Omegas and honorary Beta. Four of which were Pro Heroes: Creati, Froppy, Pinky and ChargeBolt.
Not to mention, the mansion that Ochako lived in was home to the Pro Hero Ingenium, her husband. All of them were high in the ranks, and Izuku was more than a little intimidated.
“Oh chin up baby cakes, they ain’t gonna bite.” Camie cooed as they walked up to the mansion of a home. “We’re gonna have a blast, promise.”
He hummed, looking down at the basket he’d gotten as thanks for being invited. It was filled with sweet snacks and a Champagne bottle. Things that Izuku wanted the pack Omegas and honorary Beta to accept him.
Because if the twin’s pack didn’t like him, he knew that could spell the end of any further courtship.
If this went well, then soon Izuku would meet the pack Alphas and other Betas.
If this went well, then soon Izuku would meet the pack Alphas and other Betas.
He’d never been part of a pack before, but he desperately wanted to fit in. To be a good Omega for his future Alphas.
Camie raised her hand to ring the doorbell, and after a moment there was a loud squeal that sounded like Ochako. “They’re here!”
Camie raised her hand to ring the doorbell, and after a moment there was a loud squeal that sounded like Ochako. “They’re here!”
A moment later the door was flung open, and revealed a large group of very excited people. They all screamed joyously, pulling Camie and Izuku inside. Chirps and chitters could be heard as cheeks were brushed together and pack scenting went about.
Izuku was almost completely bewildered as he was scented and greeted like he was already a pack Omega. Being passed around and hugged while they all gushed over each other. The happiness was contagious and Izuku found himself giggling and purring.
“Okay, okay!” Ochako said, bringing some order to the chaos. “Guys, this is Izuku Midoriya! Izuku, this is Momo.”
The beautiful black haired Omega bowed her head politely, smiling so gently. “Hello Izuku, I’ve heard many great things about you.”
The beautiful black haired Omega bowed her head politely, smiling so gently. “Hello Izuku, I’ve heard many great things about you.”
“This is Jirou from the modeling department.”
The short haired petite Omega waved shyly. “Hello Izuku.”
“Then this is Tsuyu.”
The frog hero nodded. “Just call me Tsu, ribbit.”
“Denki.”
The short haired petite Omega waved shyly. “Hello Izuku.”
“Then this is Tsuyu.”
The frog hero nodded. “Just call me Tsu, ribbit.”
“Denki.”
The blond haired Beta jumped up and down, clapping his hands. “Oh you’re so so so much prettier than what the boys described! You’re gorgeous! Oh you need to model with me some time pleeeeeease!”
“Hagakure, she’s in the modeling department as well.”
“Hagakure, she’s in the modeling department as well.”
The invisible girl waved enthusiastically, her bracelets clinking and jingling with the movement. “Denki’s so right! We need a beauty like you doing shoots with us! You’ll look perfect!”
“And least but not least, this is Mina!”
“And least but not least, this is Mina!”
“Oh my god you are just the cutest thing ever!” Mina chirped. “I could just eat you right up!”
Ochako turned then to Izuku and clasped her hands together. “We all wanna welcome you to the pack Izuku, you’ll be one of us soon after all!”
Ochako turned then to Izuku and clasped her hands together. “We all wanna welcome you to the pack Izuku, you’ll be one of us soon after all!”
“One of us! One of us!” Denki cheered with Mina.
Izuku felt his eyes sting at the easy and effortless acceptance. His Omega was rejoicing with pure joy. “Thank you, so much. I’m so honored to be here. I brought a gift too.”
Izuku felt his eyes sting at the easy and effortless acceptance. His Omega was rejoicing with pure joy. “Thank you, so much. I’m so honored to be here. I brought a gift too.”
Mina took the basket he held out, looking at the contents. “The Kit Kats are gonna have to look out cause Imma bout to convince Ei to take you in little boo thing.”
He flushed a bright red. “O-oh! That’s very flattering of you.”
He flushed a bright red. “O-oh! That’s very flattering of you.”
She smirked. “I’m tots serious, I could kiss you right now little cutie pie.”
Ochako saved him before he could start steaming out his ears. “Come on! Let’s get to the nesting room! Tenya stocked up the bar. We’ll gorge ourselves on snacks, and order greasy take out food!”
Ochako saved him before he could start steaming out his ears. “Come on! Let’s get to the nesting room! Tenya stocked up the bar. We’ll gorge ourselves on snacks, and order greasy take out food!”
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“Cheers!” They all gushed, raising their drinks in the air and laughing before taking sips. Izuku himself was drinking a tequila sunrise while Camie had a mocktail version.
“Cheers!” They all gushed, raising their drinks in the air and laughing before taking sips. Izuku himself was drinking a tequila sunrise while Camie had a mocktail version.
The nesting room was a cozy room designed with a ‘conversation pit’ in the middle that was circular and about four feet in depth. Inside of it were large pack sized fluffy fleece blankets, pillows of all sizes and shapes, and weighed stuffed animals.
It was perfectly genius, with enough space surrounding the pack nest to get up and walk around as well as set all the snacks and drinks down so they wouldn’t spill.
When Izuku first got in, his Omega felt like he was floating on air with how comfortable he was. Nearly sinking a few inches into the plush blankets, utterly cradled by fluff.
Ochako had given everyone silk pajamas, fuzzy robes, and thick yarn socks to change into. Izuku couldn’t remember the last time he’d felt so…so in heaven.
On the main wall was a corner to corner built in television with a romcom playing. Though they were more interested in getting to know Izuku.
“So, I heard that your first meeting with the twins wasn’t so hot.” Denki said, raising an eyebrow. “Can’t say I’m too surprised, they were always very…standoffish.”
Izuku gave a small smile. “Given everything I’ve learned recently, I think I understand. Katsuki has more than made up for it, and I’ve long forgiven him.”
Mina sighed with relief. “Well I’m glad to hear that. They need a strong Omega that won’t take any crap from them. Bless their hearts. I love them, but they need to be knocked down their stubborn peg every once in a while.”
Part of him felt a little defensive given the two weren’t there to defend themselves. “They’re both sweethearts given the chance. From what I understand, they haven’t been given that opportunity very much.”
Ochako laughed. “Careful y’all, Izuku looks sweet but when it comes to the boys he’ll bite y’all’s heads off.”
He flushed. “I’m sorry—”
He flushed. “I’m sorry—”
“Don’t be, ribbit.” Tsu interrupted. “As long as I’ve known those two, they’ve only ever had us. Which is great and all, but it gets lonely for two Alphas in their prime.”
Hagakure scoffed. “Yeah and their mom isn’t any help.”
“Easy.” Camie warned softly. “…it’s difficult.”
Hagakure scoffed. “Yeah and their mom isn’t any help.”
“Easy.” Camie warned softly. “…it’s difficult.”
Denki rolled his eyes. “Yeah I’m sure tossing every ‘eligible’ Omega at her sons is suuuper difficult. Look what she did! They have anxiety!”
Izuku frowned. “I’m still a little confused about that all. I mean, I heard a bit about their grandmother, but not much else.”
Izuku frowned. “I’m still a little confused about that all. I mean, I heard a bit about their grandmother, but not much else.”
The pack looked at each other, silently thinking. Momo cleared her throat, taking a sip of her drink. “Well, Mitsuki’s family comes from very old traditional wealth. An Alpha and an Omega arranged marriage for the benefit of a business, type of old tradition.”
Izuku hummed, taking another sip of his drink. “I know something about that.”
“Yes well, Mitsuki marrying her husband Masaru was against the family way. I believe she was actually completely cut off financially because of that.”
“Yes well, Mitsuki marrying her husband Masaru was against the family way. I believe she was actually completely cut off financially because of that.”
Izuku gasped. “Oh that’s horrible!”
“Anyways,” Denki says. “She’s been trying to gain her nasty ass favor back and set the twins up with an Omega that old bitchy bitty approves of.”
“Anyways,” Denki says. “She’s been trying to gain her nasty ass favor back and set the twins up with an Omega that old bitchy bitty approves of.”
Ochako sighed. “Yeah that’s kind of it. I mean there’s more, but that’s the twin’s business to tell, not ours.”
An ugly feeling of jealousy and possessiveness awoke in Izuku as he thought about his Alphas having likely very beautiful and successful Omegas presented to them. Had they surely not been interested in any of them?
“Did…they…date any of them?” Izuku asked, fearful of how he would react to the answer.
Jirou smirked. “Not in any serious means. They’ve been set up for dates that they were basically forced to go on. Other than that though, none that they before hand agreed on.”
Jirou smirked. “Not in any serious means. They’ve been set up for dates that they were basically forced to go on. Other than that though, none that they before hand agreed on.”
“Trust me.” Hagakure smiled. “This is the first time they’ve ever been interested with courting on any consensual level.”
Part of him felt both relieved and saddened at that reassurance. “Well…it’d feel rather malicious to say that I’m glad for that.”
Part of him felt both relieved and saddened at that reassurance. “Well…it’d feel rather malicious to say that I’m glad for that.”
“We understand babe.” Mina quickly reassured. “Trust me, if we thought that you weren’t deserving of our two favorite grumpy trolls you would have never even stepped at least one thousand feet of this place.”
He gulped. “Well I do love them!”
His face flushed. That shocked his heart and soul to have said so suddenly. Love. The hard L word. Something he’d never thought of beyond the love of art, his independence, or his kitty Tuna. Love.
His face flushed. That shocked his heart and soul to have said so suddenly. Love. The hard L word. Something he’d never thought of beyond the love of art, his independence, or his kitty Tuna. Love.
They all stared at him hard, a breath held between them all. Love. He’d said the word love. Not like, or crush, or anything light. He’d flat out said LOVE.
“I mean….” He gasped, as if trying to save face. Though there was nothing to salvage because he couldn’t possibly take back what he said. Because it was terrifyingly true. Izuku loved the twins.
“That’s on period.” Denki suddenly said, breaking the stunned silence.
“That’s on period.” Denki suddenly said, breaking the stunned silence.
Jirou smacked him over the head. “You’re so dumb for that!”
Izuku took a deep breath as they all laughed and beckered amongst each other. Camie rested a hand on his shoulders, a certain meaningful look transpired between the two of them, about what had just went down.
Izuku took a deep breath as they all laughed and beckered amongst each other. Camie rested a hand on his shoulders, a certain meaningful look transpired between the two of them, about what had just went down.
Instead of answering in any sort of way, he just took a heavier swing of his drink. Hiding his insistent dark red flush.
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As Katsuki and Katsumi were flipping through the pictures of Izuku with the pack Omegas that Ochako had sent them, a message notification popped up at the top of their phones.
As Katsuki and Katsumi were flipping through the pictures of Izuku with the pack Omegas that Ochako had sent them, a message notification popped up at the top of their phones.
Mom: I’ll be stopping by sometime this week. I have someone I’d like you two to meet.
Both of their hearts dropped with dread.
Both of their hearts dropped with dread.
TBC
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