Thread by @BopBopBobbies

#BkDk #Angst #Cheating

CW: BkDk, BkCm, Angst, Emotional Cheating, Endgame Undecided, Perceived Falling Out Of Love, NSFW(?), Omegaverse, QL! AU, Prime O! Deku, A! Katsuki, O! Camie. Potential Deku/Other. BkDk Children Mahoro and Katsuma. Katsuki Sucks. Good Friend Shoto. Anax

She wasn’t working, she wasn’t making money, she wasn’t saving money, she kept spending money…

That meant, the only way she could afford any of this was if…

Katsuki moved away from her and took out his phone and quickly went to his banking app,

checking all of his accounts rapidly, his heart pounding in his ears, silencing Camie's confused babbles. He continued to dodge her stumbling attempts at glomping him with her detestable self.

Savings account. No withdrawals..

Checking account. No changes.

The pups’ college funds. Nothing wrong there either.

Anything related to his debit or money he already had, nothing seemed to be out of place.

Katsuki began to relax a bit,

wondering if maybe Camie had actually spent her own money somehow, not that it would do her any favors other than making her just a smidge less shitty than Katsuki thought just a second ago.

Then…

Oh shit… The credit card… the emergency credit card.

Katsuki felt his heart jump back into his throat with a vengeance as he looked over to the credit card and seeing if there was anything out of the ordinary. That card had never been used the entire time Katsuki or Izuku have ever had it in their possession,

that means there should be absolutely, positively no transactions under this card.

There were… There were purchases… Made on this card… In his name… On expensive food and fancy, overpriced wine.

Camie was spending money that wasn’t even really his, she was spending money that he was going to have to pay back.

It’s not even that Katsuki can’t afford purchases like this either,

it’s the fact that she deliberately went behind his back and with her empty fucking skull decided that it was okay to potentially put him into credit card debt over *food* and *wine*.

“Kastch… Katchukiiii.”

She slurred and pouted, trying to act cute as she finally got ahold of him and nuzzled her head into his back, huffing in annoyance and rubbing his stomach. “You didn’t even give me kissy…” She whined and tried to look up at him, trying to focus on his shell shocked expression,

oblivious to the way he was tense under her touch and seemingly going through some sort of silent mental breakdown.

Katsuki then turned enough to place his hand square on her shoulder, and firmly pushed her off of him, not hard enough to hurt her or make her fall,

but enough to get through her sloshed brain that everything was not sunshine and rainbows at this very moment. Even though he is pissed about her spending, that isn’t his main concern right now, hell, it’s not even close to the top of his list of concerns.

All it was, was another nail in the rotting coffin she unknowingly made for herself with the scraps of her labor.

“Camie.” He turned to her fully, making her stop pouting and look up at him, fluttering eyes squinting up at him,

trying to see him through the glare of the light fixture hanging on the ceiling just behind him. It made him look like an angel.

A really pissed angel.

“Yeah?” She hiccuped, wobbling and swaying where she stood, standing in the puddle of wine on her carpet.

“How the fuck did you justify messaging my kids, *my pups*, behind my back, threatening them, threatening their dam, threatening *me*, and a whole other clusterfuck of abhorrent actions, in your head?”

Huh?

Camie furrowed her brows, unsure if she heard him right, he said so many words, it was hard for her to process with all this cotton in her brain. “What? I didn’ freatennn any’ne.” She slurred, clearly not understanding what he was accusing her of.

“Camie.” Katsuki barked, much more stern this time, crossing his arms and nearly growling, making her jump and stand up as straight as she could, feeling her mind become a bit clearer from the rush of adrenaline that shot through her.

“What?” She responded, sounding nervous now, the filthy mini-Camie in her brain finally beginning to run on its wheel.

“I know what you’ve been telling the kids.”

It was no longer phrased as a rhetorical question, it was no longer even an accusation, it was a claim, it was said as if Katsuki was declaring a fact. That itself sent a bolt of fear up and down her spine to the point where she felt a chill in her fingers and toes.

Her mind became a lot clearer then, too clear, way too clear. Now there were panicked thoughts rushing around, screaming as the little office in her brain burned down around the tiny Camie’s that controlled her, all of them slowly suffocating from smoke inhalation.

She could feel her logical mini-me spraying everything down with a fire extinguisher, yelling at the rest to get their fucking shit together. Katsuki didn’t know what she had been doing, there’s no way. His ex must’ve planted a seed of doubt in his brain! He was testing her!

She needed to stay calm and call his bluff! Everything would be fine, there’s no way those messages will ever be seen by Katsuki’s eyes!

Little did the air-head now that the draining color from her horrified face was enough of a dead giveaway.

“W-what? What are you talking about? Katsuki, that’s not funny, you can’t just make claims like that. How could you just accuse me of insulting your kids?” She gave him puppy dog eyes with a wobbly bottom lip,

putting on the hurt act as she placed a hand on her chest like she was trying to rub away the ache in her heart.

Katsuki raised a brow and straightened himself further. “I never accused you of *insulting them*. Those words never left my mouth.”

Ah, shit.

Shit, shit, shit, shit.

(LogiCamie at this point just looked up at the sky and screamed before slamming her clipboard on the ground. “I QUIT!”

Legend says: If you looked close enough, you could see a teeny tiny itty bitty Camie, about the size of an ant fart, hop out of Camie’s ear before jumping off into the oblivion.)

“W-well, what else was I supposed to think?!

You’re clearly pissed! And when you make a claim like that, what else would it be about?!”

(HornyCamie looked over to SocialCamie; “Nice one Camie.” To which she responded, “Thank you Camie!”)

Katsuki decided to stop giving her any leeway, and instead just pulled out Katsuma’s old phone. He opened it and turned the screen to face her, where she was meant with the evidence of her misdeeds.

Was it suddenly hot in here?

Why was she sweating so much? Oh god she’s gonna be sick, she might throw up.

“What, nothing to say now? No denial? No flirty retort? No blatant lie about how you love my pups as if they were your own, hell maybe you’d claim to love them more than Izuku and I combined.

No pitiful crocodile tears or kicked puppy look? Come on, that’s pathetic Camie. A second ago I couldn’t get you to shut your dumb fucking whore mouth if I threatened to sew it shut. Now? You’re as dead silent as your train of thought. What happened?

Cat got your tongue?” Katsuki taunted, waving the phone in front of her, a mean smirk on his face as he watched her try to think of something, anything that could get her out of this bed of shit and vomit she made for herself.

When she lunged to try and snatch the phone out of his hands, he raised his arm above his head, far out of her reach. She looked wide-eyed and terrified as she jumped like a helpless child trying to retrieve their beloved toy from a bully,

slapping and clawing at him as hard as she could, trying to bring his arm down. All the while he seemed unaffected despite her near talons leaving trails of beading blood in their wake.

“You don’t understand! That’s not me! I didn’t do that! You have to let me see those! I have to know who sent them! It was probably your crazy fucking ex! He’s setting me up!! It has to be a set-up! I would never do that to you Katsuki! You have to believe me!!”

“Really? Because you seem awfully panicked for someone innocent.” Katsuki pointed out, making her stop as she realized that he was indeed right.

“No! No, I am innocent! Wouldn’t you be freaking out if I ever accused you of something so- so, so horrible!?”

She protested, still hopelessly reaching for the phone that seemed to be just out of her reach.

“I wouldn’t be freaked out, I would be insulted, indignant.

Because I know I would’ve shown no behavior up until that point that would indicate I would ever be stupid enough to do something like this.” Katsuki stepped away from her, trying to maintain some distance, which she quickly tried to close once more,

only for him to place his hand on her forehead and keep her away.

He felt embarrassed for her, this must look humiliating, it brought him some sort of joy though, the thought that she was degrading herself to the behavior of a temperamental toddler.

“I also find it quite fascinating that you knew something like this was absolutely deplorable. Hence why you’re trying so hard to deny. Where did all of that confidence you exuded in these messages go? You didn’t even try to hide who you were in the messages,

you weren’t even trying to hide them from me, you just thought I was stupid enough to never find out. Did you seriously believe that my children would believe some dumb bitch that they barely know would know the outcome of them speaking up for themselves?

Did you seriously think that they would come crawling into your lap?”

The longer he spoke, the more angry he became, which once again had her cowering away, allowing him to put down the hand he had up to keep her away from him.

“I can’t even begin to understand the lack of thought process you had to have had to proceed with something that was so selfish, so idiotic, so ignorantly *narcissistic*, that it’s frankly fucking insulting that you tried to pull this bullshit in the first place!

Because, for you to have believed that any of this braindead nonsense to actually go your way, you would’ve had to wholeheartedly believed that all of us were more moronic than *you*!!!”

She began to cry. Legitimately, cry.

These were no crocodile tears, they were real tears of fear and sadness. She was too scared to even bother to try and maintain her pretty face in order to try and appeal to the alpha that she had once believed was wrapped around her finger.

Katsuki didn’t stop, he didn’t stutter, he just kept going. He had so much shit pent up from the moment he made the idiotic decision to leave Izuku for this… *thing*. He was going to let her know what he really thought,

he was going to make sure she knew her place and her worth by the time he was done.

“You know, I may actually be bordering on your intelligence level, considering that I threw away the best thing that has ever and will ever happen to me,

for someone that now makes me feel disgusting, because sleeping with someone so stupid as you makes me feel like I’m fucking a damn donkey! Fuck’s sake, that’s even a fucking insult to donkeys.”

He turned and went into the bedroom, and snatched his suitcases from the shelf in the closet, snapping her out of her scared still state and leading to her squawking and following him around, flapping her arms and trying to stop him from leaving.

“Come on! Katsuki, what are you even saying?!” She tried to laugh nervously, only for it to come out as more of an ugly sob; she then began to toss out the stuff he was shoving angrily into the bags, though when she saw how futile that effort was, she began to just rush at him,

desperate t to corner him and get him to listen. “You don’t mean any of that! You’re just mad! Which is totally justified! If I thought my mate did something like-!”

A sharp, abrupt shove to her chest would nearly knock the wind out of her, sending her off her unsteady feet,

only leaving her to register the way her body heavily slammed onto the floor.

The room was dressed in pin-drop silence, nothing but the ragged breathing of Katsuki and the creaking of the floorboards as he moved to stand straight once more.

Camie put a hand on her chest, feeling the way her heart raced under her palm, her eyes wide as she slowly turned to look at the alpha looming above her, menacingly.

“I’m not your mate. I’m not your *anything*.

You are nothing but a bad decision I regret making every second since I made it. You’re disgusting, and selfish, and idiotic to the point that you should just do everyone a favor and suck on an exhaust pipe so we as a society will be graced with your removal from the gene pool!”

Taking advantage of her stunned state, he scooped up everything that meant anything to him and plopped it in his bag, zipping it up and hauling it over his shoulder, marching over her and out of the room, leaving the bedroom ransacked with a defeated Camie in his wake.

Camie was frozen, until the front door slammed shut once more, she let herself fall on her back, staring at the ceiling. Feeling completely numb.

He left. He actually left her.

How could this have happened?

-

Katsuki sighs as he drops his bag on the passenger seat in his car, having changed into more comfortable clothes, he opens the glove compartment and takes out the collapsible privacy screens. He then contorts himself this way and that as he puts them in every window he can reach,

though eventually he concedes and manages to crawl his way into the back seat to cover the back windshield as well.

He had everything he needed right here. He was fine.

He looked over to the travel sized things he bought at the store on his way to his office parking lot.

Unsure of where his life is going to go now, unsure if he even had a life anymore…

Could he even call it a life if he hasn’t felt like he was living for a long time?

He then just reclined his seat all the way back and stared up through the moonroof.

Yeah… He’ll be fine.

Katsuki closed his eyes and took a deep breath, slowly exhaling and feeling some of the stress wash off of his body. It almost felt like he was floating,

and his mind started to feel a little hazy like it would for someone that was fighting against the pull of sleep.

He jolted awake when his body shook the way it did when you fall in a dream, he suddenly felt so tired and looked around his dark car,

hearing the crickets and passing traffic outside. He hisses as he shifts a bit and looks down at his arm, eyes widening at how it looked like it was scratched at by a rabid cat.

Where the fuck did those come from?

He flopped his head back on the head rest, groaning as his head began to throb.

How… how did he get here again?

-

Camie was slowly shuffling into the rooms that were supposed to inhabit Katsuki’s kids someday, and she just lazily started shoving things haphazardly into trash bags, she wanted to get rid of any reminders these brats and their loser sire left behind in her home.

She couldn’t help the way her body felt so heavy however, like all the life was sucked out of her. She was dragging the full trash bag down the hall to her front door so she could throw it out later, when she passed by a mirror she hung on the wall.

She gasped and touched her face, hardly able to recognize herself with all the stress lines that aged her face almost 15 years since this afternoon, her makeup was a mess, as was her hair. It wasn’t the sexy kind of messy after a romp in a closet either,

it was the kind that made her look… desperate.

Camie Utsushimi was NOT desperate!! Was she..?

Then she heard something tumble a bit behind her, and she turned to see that the trash bag she was hauling was seemingly slashed open,

all of its contents pouring out into a heap in the middle of the hallway. She felt tears well up in her eyes and she just left it there, turning and walking into the kitchen. She hadn’t eaten all day, the food she had gotten for the perfect meal lay wasted on the-

She looked at the dining table and saw how every dish was now basically licked clean. The tiny bit of wine that had been left in the bottle was also gone.

She could’ve sworn it was still untouched when Katsuki left… Then again her mind was a bit too occupied to pay attention to details like that. She looked down at her stomach and put a hand over it, feeling around.

She didn’t feel full under her hand, she didn’t feel full in the normal sense either. Could she have eaten all that food while she was in her sloshed state and still somehow be hungry like she hadn’t eaten since yesterday?

She dashed into the bathroom, only to slip and fall right on her ass; groaning in pain, she noticed the smell of her conditioner was extremely strong where she was sitting.

She opened her eyes and looked down to see the floor was most definitely wet, with what was clearly a bunch of her conditioner smeared around like an oil trap for mice.

What the actual fuck?

She shook her head and carefully stood up, she’ll deal with that later, right now she needed to make sure she wasn’t crazy.

She found her scale that was next to her bathtub, (the shower curtain was closed which was quite odd,

she always kept it open due to her fear of someone hiding in there) she stepped on it and-

The plastic cracked under her, sending her back once again, she reached out, desperate to find something to keep her aloft,

only to grab a fistful of her shower curtain, taking it down with her. She then hit the cabinet doors under her sink, the knobs digging into her shoulder and making her swear out like a sailor,

condemning the inventor of doorknobs to do things that would make their mother clutch her pearls.

To add insult to injury, the springs within the scale would shoot out and smack her right in the forehead, leaving a cut from one and a nasty bruise from the other.

The rings that popped off her curtain rod would bounce around her with clangs that echoed through her bathroom and hurt her ears.

She just sat there for a moment, trying not to cry. She could power through this, she had to, she had to get through this, she was a big girl.

This was just a really, *really* bad day. It couldn't get any worse than this…

A few deep breaths, and she finally opened her eyes, a new determination to get through the rest of this day burning through her.

That is until she saw something on her now exposed tub/shower wall from the corner of her eye.

She slowly turned her head, mouth falling open, eyes growing wide as what looked like blood was smeared absolutely everywhere.

It was ground into the grout between her tiles, when she straightened up she could see her faucet was leaking into a slowly growing pool of reddened water as her drain was completely clogged with this goop.

She tried to stand and inspect the damage closer, only to once again fall victim to the slippery trap on the floor and fall. She *almost* hit her head on the tub, thankfully she caught herself on the edge with her hands. That's when she noticed how… *sticky*, this stuff was.

Her hair had flown forward and was now also entangled into this mess.

It wasn’t blood, it had to be like.. Corn syrup or something…

Now she had it on her hands… and in her hair…

She lifted her head and finally saw on the wall facing the rest of the bathroom, was a crudely drawn dick. It was a massive, cartoonish dick, made from fake blood that was now in her hair.. In her drain… and probably soon to be crawling with ants.

Defeated, frustrated, and completely out of patience, tears fell down her face as she just screamed with rage.

-

“There you are.”

Anax looked down from where he was chilling in the tree just outside of Camie’s main room window. He was licking at his hands, trying to get the red dyed chocolate and corn syrup mixture off as much as he could.

It was a futile effort, considering it looked like he practically bathed in the stuff.

He saw Natsuo standing at the base of the tree, giving him a fond, although disapproving look.

Anax got used to being found so easily by his mate, it was something that was quite the feat actually, it made him happy Natsuo was the only one that could find him no matter where he was.

But, it also sucked because that meant that he couldn’t exactly prevent himself getting caught red handed in whatever mischief he decided to enact that day.

This time though, he had a smug, feral grin on his face as he jumped off the two story tall tree and landed with ease like a cat right in front of the white haired alpha.

“Do I wanna know?” Natsuo asked rhetorically as he reached forward and brushed Anax’s sticky hair out of his even stickier face, planting a tender kiss on his forehead that the beta closed his eyes and contentedly leaned into with a croon.

Before Anax could respond, they could both hear the muffled scream of Camie from where they were, judging by the growing cheshire grin on Anax’s face, Natsuo figured it was best to not ask for the details.

“I already know the answer, but I have to ask, did you get caught?” He slipped an arm around Anax’s waist, uncaring of how ruined his clothes or how stained his skin will be. Getting your hands dirty was par for the course of having the privilege to call Anax his mate.

“She has no idea I even exist.” Anax essentially chuffed with pride as they walked away, Natsuo most definitely planning on giving him a bath when they got home.

“Sounds about right.” Natsuo chuckled softly, pressing another kiss to Anax’s temple as they walked off into the night, the alpha says:

“You hungry?”

“Always.”

-

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