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Of all the shitty fucking people to find at the door of this shitty fucking bar, it just had to be shitty fucking Deku.

Same wide green eyes. More freckles. Taller, but not by much.

Katsuki knew the moment he saw that puffy head of green hair that Deku had strolled back into his life. He’d been trying to forget the Omega for years and it was working. He hardly thought of Deku more than once a day which was a vast improvement. But now he couldn’t get that scent out of his mind, like mint and sugar. Like happiness.

He wanted to bolt in the exact opposite direction.

Let it be known that Katsuki Bakugo didn’t run from anything. Not bugs, or snakes, thugs, criminals; Katsuki wasn’t afraid of shit. Except this. He was fine with it, sure his pride took a hit, but no one needed to know. The feelings would fade with time, he just had to let himself fucking forget like he did before. Simple, easy. No problem at all.

It’d be nice if the fucking people in his life gave him a break once in a while.

But no, Kirishima was having a good old time recounting the encounter to all of their coworkers. Two day’s later and the idiotic Alpha still couldn’t shut the fuck up. Rubbing the bar down with a cloth, Katsuki was trying to block out Kirishima’s booming voice, but his effort was futile and the Alpha was getting pissed off.

“- and get this, Bakugo, the Bakugo, you know prince of assholes, our favourite douchebag of the year? He called short green and curly a cab himself! All without prompting from me, straight from the goodness of his tiny black heart! Can you believe it?” Kirishima said, practically in tears from his mirth.

“Seriously?” Ashido gasped, the Beta’s eyes wide and pink hair bouncing as she leaned towards Kirishima.

“I don’t believe you,” said Kaminari, the Omega’s face scrunched in a disbelieving frown, “There’s just no way…”

“It did! Im serious… I wouldn’t believe it either except I saw how nice he was to Curly Temple with my own two eyes. They even have nicknames for each other...”

Kaminari and Ashido gasped loudly together, and that was all Katsuki could take.

“Would you all shut the fuck up? We open in fifteen and none of you have done any of the fucking work,” Katsuki roared, slamming his cloth down as hard as he could against the bar. It seemed to get their attention since all three looked towards him as Katsuki took deep breaths, raging behind the bar. Their devilish smirks were enough for him to realize his shouting did not have the desired effect.

“No need to yell, Kacchan...” Kirishima said with a smirk before he bolted, knowing from experience that Katsuki would be coming for him. He was right.

Katsuki launched himself over the bar and began chasing after the other Alpha screeching like a banshee as Kirishima laughed ahead of him, just out of his reach. He chased Kirishima all over the bar with woops cheers from Kaminari and Ashido as he dodged the chairs hair for brains toppled in his path and ducked under tables to follow after. It was like a live game of parkour tag as the two fluidly moved around the room. With all the commotion nobody noticed when the bell chimed, announcing their first customer of the day.

“Stop… running…,” Katsuki panted, reaching out to try and grab the back of Kirishima’s shirt but grasping air instead, “Just let me… Kill you…”

“No!... I want to live!” Kirishima yelled out, looking back at Katsuki with a toothy grin and a touch of fear. He wasn’t expecting anything to block his path, so when he barrelled into a human like obstacle, Kirishima ended up tackling the much shorter person straight to the ground with a loud thump. That one was gonna leave a mark.

“Oh my gosh!” squeaked Ashido, running forward to pull a groaning Kirishima off of a certain green haired and freckled Omega underneath, “Are you okay?”

Deku laid sprawled on the floor winded for a few seconds, dazed and gasping but surprisingly conscious. Kirishima had managed to knock all the air out of him with that hit, and it took a while for his diaphragm to untense so he could gasp for air.

“You nearly killed him, you big idiot Alpha,” Ashido shrieked, kneeling down next to Izuku as she began to smack Kirishima while he rolled to get away.

“I’m… Okay…” Deku finally managed to wheeze, slowly sitting up as he held his stomach, wincing with pain at every movement. “Are you okay Kirishima?” he finally managed to ask, looking towards the red headed Alpha that was trying to escape the wrath of the pink haired Beta.

“He won’t be once I’m through with him,” Ashido huffed, giving Kirishima a couple more smacks upside the head.

“I’m sorry, I’m sorry!” Kirishima yelled, trying to contain his laughter as he tried to block and dodge Ashido’s hits.

“You’re not fine, you fucking idiot.” Katsuki stepped forward to glare down at Deku and point accusingly at the freckled Omega’s nose, “You’re fucking bleeding!”

“O-Oh,” Deku stuttered as Katsuki watched him lift his fingers to his nose to examine the red substance now flowing freely. Before Deku could ask for a napkin or something stupid, the Alpha grabbed him by the bicep and hauled him upwards then began dragging him to the bathroom.

Pressing Izuku against the sink, Katsuki reached over to grab a handful of paper towel with one hand then shoved it against Izuku’s nose. His other hand came up to hold the back of Izuku’s neck then maneuvered the Omega over the sink and forced him to tilt his head forward and down. “Have to take care of fucking everyone around here…” Katsuki muttered, strong hands holding the Omega in position, “I’ll get you a fucking ice pack when it stops bleeding. Thank god it doesn’t look broken”

“K-Kacchan,” Katsuki felt Deku splutter against him, freezing in the Alpha’s arms, probably not knowing what to do. He was practically being held by Katsuki Bakugo, albeit the Alpha wasn’t being even an ounce gentle. Okay, maybe an ounce. As gentle as Katsuki could manage to be. “I can… do this myself…” Deku said nasally since his nose was blocked.

“Shut up, you fucking idiot,” Katsuki hissed, head turned away, glad that Deku couldn’t see the flare of his nostrils and wondering how he’d gotten himself into this. Old habits really did die hard, he supposed with an enraged sigh. There was no way the Alpha could help scenting the Omega when he was so close, the minty sweetness just as irresistible as in his dreams.

It was dangerous. It made Katsuki want to give in; to allow himself this little piece of happiness and welcome Deku back. He knew Deku would forgive him. Of course he would, it was fucking Deku. But the problem was Katsuki.

He couldn’t forgive himself.

Katsuki shoved Deku away without warning, forcing a startled squeak from the Omega. “Hold it until it stops bleeding,” Katsuki growled before turning on his heel and kicking his way through the bathroom door, “I don’t have time for this shit.”

A muffled “thank you,” was just audible as Katsuki stormed down the hall, fueling his rage as he passed his snooping friends. His anger carried him all the way to the walk in freezer then back again where he slapped a bag of ice to Kirishima’s chest.

“Give this to that fucking Deku,” he growled, stomping away once more before anyone could object. Now Katsuki could focus on working like he was supposed to in the first place. Hopefully Deku could take a hint and leave but that was probably asking too much of the universe.

Katsuki asked, and the universe delivered; only to shit on him once again a couple hours later.

The Alpha had hid in the kitchen for an entire fifteen minutes before he heard Deku come out of the bathroom and begin to chat with Kirishima. He apologized for his drunken behaviour and left money behind for the drinks he never paid for. The Alpha’s heartbeat quickened when Deku asked about him, which Katsuki attempted to ignore, but he was finally able to relax when Deku finally said his goodbyes and walked out the front door.

Good. Great. That was manageable, with only a few minor fuckups. Now Katsuki could finally focus on working instead of mint and green tinted sunshine. He could ignore the sinking sadness that came whenever Deku walked away. Easy peasy.

Until it wasn’t.

Katsuk was working a double shift today, which had him opening as well as closing. He had nothing better to do and he liked having money to burn so here he was. The down side was once his first shift ended, Kirishima was spelled off by one of Katsuki’s least favourite coworkers; Shinsou.

It wasn’t that he had favourite coworkers per say, since Katsuki felt they were all equally shitty, but Shinsou was the one that pissed him off the most. Always slacking, and sarcastic; flirting for tips instead of actually serving the customers. The Alpha was a nightmare to work with but they managed to work out a system where they stayed out of each other’s way. It was easier when the kitchen closed for the night, allowing them to focus only on serving drinks and finishing the rest of the daily or weekly tasks.

“Hey Bakugo,” Shinsou called, purple mop of hair popping into the pantry while Katsuki was taking inventory, “There’s a customer...”

Bakugo didn’t look up from his clipboard, trying not to lose count. “Really… No shit,” he growled. He wasn’t going to hold Shinsou’s hand or do his job for him; fuck that.

“But they asked for you,” Shinsou said, a touch of amusement in his voice that Katsuki failed to notice.

“Do I look like I give a fuck?” Katsuki deadpanned, looking up for a brief moment then back down at his work again.

“Alright… don’t say I didn’t warn you…” Shinsou said in a sing-song voice before he was gone again, leaving Katsuki annoyed and a little disturbed. He couldn’t leave the pantry now, that would be letting Shinsou win and there was no way in fucking hell the Alpha was going to allow that.

It was nearing closing time when Katsuki had managed to finish the entire inventory check and his clean up of the kitchen before he ventured back out to the bar to count the register. He figured with the last ding of the front bell and the silence that enveloped the bar, all the customers must have left. Katsuki stopped dead in his tracks when he realized his assumption was wrong.

Sitting in the same stool he was two days ago, Deku was once again sipping on a drink, giggling as Shinsou said something with a smirk. Katsuki watched as Shinsou leaned in closer and closer to the Omega, and fucking Deku wasn’t moving away, just sitting there with those lips wrapped around that straw, long lashes fanning up and down as Deku looked up at the Alpha shyly. Hell, there was even a touch of a rosy blush forming on those freckled cheeks.

Katsuki was clenching his fists so hard, he didn’t even feel the sting of his nails dig into his palms, too busy screaming silently at Deku to move away, punch Shinsou, do anything but sit there and let the Alpha flirt with him. It was obvious the nerd didn’t have telepathic abilities since he didn’t bother to look over at Katsuki even once.

The Alpha was surprised at how long he managed to last before he snapped. All it took was for Shinsou to reach forward and tuck one errant curl behind Deku’s ear and Katsuki was moving before he could stop himself, slamming a heavy hand on Shinsou’s shoulder and pulling him away from the Omega.

“What. The fuck. Are you. Doing?” Katsuki hissed through clenched teeth, unable to curb the aggressiveness of his scent. It screamed fuck off, fuck off, fuck off, he’s mine, way more than Katsuki would ever admit out loud, and there wasn’t a single damn thing he could do about it.

“Kacchan! You’re back!” Deku said with a smile bright enough that Katsuki couldn’t look at it directly, shifting red eyes to glance sideways at the Omega. Why the fuck did he have to look so happy to see the Alpha? Why did he smell so fucking good? Why did he come back? Why did he have to make everything so fucking difficult. “I was-... I was waiting for you!” the Omega added and even though his words were slurred, there was enough hopeful sincerity to squeeze Katsuki’s heart. Huh, maybe he did have a heart. What the absolute fuck?

“Heyyy there Bakugo!” Shinsou replied, forcing Katsuki to focus back on the purple haired Alpha, red eyes watching as Shinsou’s half smirk spread into a full on grin, “I was just keeping green bean here company so he wouldn’t get lonely.”

“G-Green bean,” Deku stuttered behind them but neither Alpha paid him any attention.

Katsuki’s eyes narrowed, hand gripping Shinsou’s shoulder even harder. He was fucking with Katsuki, and it pissed the blonde Alpha the fuck off.

Shoving Shinsou away, Katsuki growled, “Fuck off. Deku doesn’t want your shitty company.”

“Oh, ho, ho…” Shinsou mocked but took a step back nonetheless, taking a moment to straighten the black shirt that was his uniform, “How are you so sure? Maybe Izuku would rather hang out with someone who isn’t so murderous and unpleasant, hmm?”

“Why don’t you go fuck-,” Katsuki started, taking a step forward just as his fist started to raise.

“D-Don’t say mean things about Kacchan,” Deku interrupted, reminding the Alpha’s that he was sitting right there as they sort of fought over him. Deku’s brows were furrowed, plump bottom lip curling outward in an unhappy pout. “Kacchan… Kacchan is amazing,” he said, awe in his voice like he couldn’t quite describe what was so special about Katsuki. It was enough to stroke Katsuki’s massive ego, the Alpha’s chest puffing up in pride as he grinned at Shinsou in victory.

“You heard the Omega, you purple headed fuck,” Katsuki said, rolling his shoulders then cracking his neck before he leaned on the counter with ease, “You lost. Go clean the fryer, loser.”

Shinsou rolled his eyes hard but didn’t reply, waving off Katsuki’s raised middle finger as he sauntered his tall lanky ass to the back.

“Kacchan…” Deku said softly, bringing Katsuki’s attention back on the Omega. “Where’d you go...I-I missed you…” said Deku, laying his arm out on the bar as a pillow for his head, looking up at Katsuki with a glazed over eyes and a content smile.

Katsuki froze for a moment, stunned by cuteness overlord. “What the fuck? How much alcohol did that fucker give you?” he asked, turning his head away to hide the blush that surely painted his cheeks.

“Mmm… Enough,” Deku mumbled, nuzzling into his arm pillow as his eyes closed like he was gearing up to nap right at the bar.

“Well… You’re fucking cut off,” Katsuki growled, reaching forward to take the half empty glass away from Deku.

“No!” Deku yelled, startling Katsuki before the Omega snatched up his glass and stumbled off of his stool, much quicker than any drunk person had the right to be. “It’s mine… Get yer’- hic-... own!”

“Deku…” Katsuki growled, annoyance rising in his scent as he crossed his arms over his chest, “Get back here. You’ve had enough!”

There was enough of a command in the Alpha’s tone that Deku seemed to shiver as he disobeyed. It wasn’t enough though, since Deku continued to stand his ground, clutching the drink to his chest like it was a new born baby. They continued their stare off for a few more moments, neither backing down and Katsuki’s patience was wearing thin.

“Deku, I swear to fucking God if you don’t get your ass back here,” Katsuki hissed, eyes narrowing as he started to inch to the side, about to walk around the bar and retrieve the drink himself.

“No!” Deku shouted like a petulant child before bolting away, not ready to give in to Katsuki.

“You mother fucker-,” Katsuki swore, dashing around the bar to chase after Deku. He’d be so fucked if Deku managed to hole himself away in the bathroom or the office which was where it seemed like the Omega was headed. It’s not like he could close the bar with Deku still trapped somewhere inside, drinking himself to oblivion. Lucky for him, Deku’s drunken state seemed to slow him down and dulled his senses so that he was slower to react. Katsuki was able to catch up before Deku could get halfway down the hallway, hooking the Omega around the waist and hoisting him into the air with one arm as the other ripped the drink away and splashed the contents all over the floor.

“Kacchan! No fair! Lemme go!” Deku whined, kicking and struggling to free himself from Katsuki’s grip.

Katsuki just grunted in response, throwing Deku over his shoulder then made his way back to the bar even though Deku continued to beat his fists into Katsuki’s back. The Alpha wasn’t phased at all, grabbing a wooden chair to drag across the floor as he stomped then threw Deku down to sit in it. “Listen up...” he snarled, placing one hand on the back of the chair to tip it back and then leaned down to pierce Deku with a death glare that dared the Omega to move, “You are in a time out… You will sit there and drink water until you stop acting like a drunken lunatic. Do you fucking understand me?”

Deku’s green eyes became impossibly large in response, seemingly aware enough to appreciate the threat in Katsuki’s tone. His nose brushed Katsuki’s as he frantically nodded his head in agreement making his green curls bounce on top of his head. The Alpha starred a moment longer just to make sure his warning was heeded then backed off letting the chair to fall back onto its front legs and made his way behind the bar to grab the little asshole some water.

“Green bean is way too cute for you,” Shinsou said, sitting on the bar as he watched Katsuki fill up a glass at the sink.

“Fuck off and die,” Katsuki grumbled, exhaustion from his double shift bleeding into his voice. He didn’t have the capacity to deal with a drunk Deku and Shinsou’s teasing. Not without committing murder at least.

“Bakugo,” Shinsou said, but Katsuki ignored him, leaning over the sink as he watched the glass overfill with water.

“Bakugo…” Shinsou tried again.

No reply.

“Bakugo!”

“What?” yelled Katsuki, whirling around on Shinsou with death in his eyes and in his scent.

“I think green bean passed out.” And sure enough when Katsuki looked over, Deku was already slumped at an awkward angle in the chair, slipping his way to the floor.

“Oh for fuck sakes,” Katsuki roared, dashing his way around the bar for the third time that day to catch Deku before he fell. “Oi! Fuck face!” he said, righting the Omega back in the chair before giving his shoulders a shake. Deku’s eyelids fluttered in response, a half hearted groan escaping his mouth. Bringing a hand up to pinch the bridge of his nose, Katsuki let out a long hiss of breath. Mother fucker.

“I need to take him home… You’re gonna have to lock up without me,” Katsuki said without looking up at Shinsou who was aptly watching the exchange from his perch on the bar.

“Sure thing…” Shinsou said, smirking at the chance for Katsuki to owe him a favour. He even left out the question of how the hell Katsuki knew where Green bean lived, but that was mostly to save for when all of their coworkers grilled the blonde Alpha later.

Picking Deku up bridal style, the Omega curled into Katsuki’s chest and wrapped his arms around the Alpha’s neck, seemingly content in his drunken stupor. Katsuki was just about to head out to his car when he paused in his steps and looked over his shoulder to glare at Shinsou.

“If you tell anyone about this, I’ll slit your throat in your sleep.” Shinsou fell asleep at work so often it was not an idle threat.

Shinsou just grinned in response. He was telling everyone.