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After several more days, Shouta’s rut finally ended.
“Just lay with me for a minute” Shouta says, peppering kisses to your bare back. “I don’t have to be at work until the morning, and you my darling, have nowhere to be.”
Apparently Shouta was extra clingy right after rut. His hands roamed your naked body while he kissed his way to your neck. Calloused fingers found themselves on the soft skin of your hips. You could feel his chest on your back. “We have been in this room for days, Sho. We need to stretch”
“I know plenty of ways you can stretch.”
“How are you so horny after spending days having sex?” You said while shaking your head. In doing so, a shiny piece of metal catches your attention. “Oh Sho, baby, have you had your leg on this whole time? Here, let me help you take it off.” You fuss as you reach for his prosthetic.
He playfully swats your hand “I’m fine” He goes back to marking up your neck with hickeys.
“There is no way it doesn’t hurt. Just…just let me help you.” You say, reaching again, this time he lets you take it off. You watch Shouta wince. “Oh Sho”
“It’s just a pinch, I’m fine” he assures you. You crawl so you are facing him and begin to massage where his leg connects to the prosthetic. “You are so sweet, Y/n”
“I love you, you know?” You whisper softly. “I have loved you for years”
“I love you too omega”
“I know. I just wondered when you were going to tell me about the man who apparently lives here sometimes.”
Damn. Shouta knew you had some ulterior motive. “Shit. I- I didn’t think he'd be back so soon.” He says sincerely. “He is…His name is Hitoshi Shinso and he…he has had it pretty hard”
“Yeah?” You ask, not taking your eyes off of what you were doing.
“Yeah. A few years back, I took him in. I-I let him stay here and he…I just…I just wanted him to have a place to call home.” Shouta was never the type to lose his words. When it came to Hitoshi, he never knew exactly how to express how he felt. “Just…I- can you do me a favor?”
“Anything”
“Be kind to him. God knows most people haven’t been”
“Of cours–” You were cut off by Shouta’s phone ringing.
“Hello?” You watch his expression fall. You knew that look. You hadn’t lived with him long but you knew that look all too well. “I’ll be right there” He says as he hangs up. “Y/n.”
“I know. You have to work. The work of a pro is never done right? At least, that's what my father always says.” You say with a small smile. “It’s okay, go be amazing”
“I love you Y/n” He gave you a kiss and got up. “I’ll be back soon.”
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“I really messed up. Y/n- she ran off with one of my closest friends, and now she isn’t returning my calls and I– I just don’t know.”
“So she finally did it” Dave says with a laugh
“Did what exactly?” Your father questions.
“You never change Toshinori. Y/n has always been a…wild card, it isn’t that surprising that she found a way out of that house. You were always too overprotective.”
“She is a tiny omega! She needs me to keep her safe! There are millions of people who would love to take advantage of her so it is my job to make sure that doesn’t happen! I–”
“Toshinori” Dave interrupts him. “What's your reason for calling me when you are just going to yell?”
Your father sighs and puts his head in his hands. “You may be a criminal, but you are the best father I have ever met. When Y/n was born, you know before…You always knew what to do in any situation. I just…I need advice” Your father has been alive for many years but he has never been this embarrassed in his life. This was the most awkward phone call he has ever experienced.
“Let her grow up. Up until now, you never let her make her own decisions, or think for herself for that matter. You need to let her know that you respect the choices she is making, even though you don’t agree with them and that you will take a step back and allow her to take more control of her life. She needs to know that she is in control.”
After a long pause your father finally speaks. “I don’t know how. I-I don’t know how to let her go. She has never needed anything more than me. I keep her safe and sheltered and clothed and fed and-and she trusts that I will provide for her. She has never wanted to leave like this. She has always done what I told her and she was always so happy”
“Did you really think she would live with you forever? In that house, never going out, never meeting people, never having any friends, never having a life outside of drawing and quirk training. She couldn’t have been that happy. Is that really the life you want for her?”
“I just want what's best for her”
“Then let her make her own decisions”
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After being cooped up in Shouta’s den for days, you were itching for some sunlight. You smiled as you laid in the huge garden behind the house, sketching out the beautiful scenery in front of you. You used your quirk to model specific things you were looking for in your drawing while Hitoshi Shinso found himself watching you for the twentieth time since you moved in.
He committed everything to memory. The way your eyebrows fur together when you are really focused, how your hands emit a slight green glow when you use your quirk. You have quickly become the best part of his day. He needed to find a way to convince you to give him a chance. He knew that if you just considered it for a second, he could prove just how good of an alpha he could be for you. You would be SPOILED. He could never say no to your pretty face. He makes enough money to give you anything your heart desires. You, Shouta, and him could be a little pack. It’s not like most omegas don’t have multiple mates anyway. Besides, now you will never be lonely because one of them will always be there with you.
Hitoshi watched you set your things in the grass and walk inside. He was quick to meet you in the kitchen.
“Oh, Hello Hitoshi!” You said smiling at him as you turned on the stove. “How has your day been?”
“It’s been fine.” He said sitting at the kitchen island. “How was your day?”
“I drew in the sun for a bit and I feel so…energized. You know what I mean?”
“Energized because your quirk uses sun energy or because you've been cooped up in Shouta’s den for a few days?” He asked.
“A little of both I guess” you say with a giggle. He watched you add ingredients to a pot and place it on the eye of the stove. “Do you have that with your quirk?”
“I can use mind control so…not really.” `
“Woah! So like, can you make people do anything? Wait- don’t tell me! Use it on me! Make me- um” You looked around the room. “Make me do anything!”
Hitoshi looked stunned. No one has ever asked him to use his quirk on them. Usually they look at him like a villain, but not you. You looked at him like he was the coolest person in the world. “I’m sure Shouta wouldn’t like me using my quirk on you.”
“Oh please,” You say, taking the pot off the stove and pulling out two bowls. “I don’t see Shouta here right now”
Hitoshi smiles at you. “You are just asking for trouble aren’t you?”
“What can I say? I like the drama” You smile back at him.
You both sit down at the kitchen table and begin eating. Hitoshi really tried to listen to you. Really he did, but the only thing he could think about is how good you would look bent over the table you were sitting at. How adorable you would sound crying while you cum on his cock. God, he needs to fuck you.
“What do you think about it?”
“Oh, um sorry, say it again”
“I said this soup is a new recipe, what do you think about it?”
“Oh, it’s really good.”
“Yeah? It called for parsley, which I never usually add to my soup but I don’t think tha–”
“Do you remember the forest?”
“I- what?” you asked confused
“The forest, when we were younger, you know, when you saved me?”
“I-I saved you?” You looked adorable with that confused expression on your face. Your head was tilted slightly to the side. God, Hitoshi was so down bad.
“There was a man in the forest, remember? He was going to kill us but yo-you stopped him with your quirk.” Hitoshi watched as it hit you.
“Holy shit! Your t-the OH MY GOD! That's so crazy! Who would have thought I would see you again! It’s like, the universe wants us to be near each other!”
“Yeah, it’s like fate,” Hitoshi smiled.
“What have you been up to since the last time I saw you?” You asked, partly because you were curious, and partly because you didn’t want him to ask about your past. It was…a sensitive topic for you.
“I um, I went to UA and after everything, I became a pro hero. Nothing really interesting.”
“Do you have an omega?”
Your question catches him completely off guard. Maybe it wasn’t all in his head. Maybe you felt the connection too. “Nope, between training and saving people, I never really had time to settle down.”
“I’m sure you’ll find an omega soon.” You said with a reassuring smile. You didn’t really know what, but there was something different about Hitoshi. Something…alluring. It confused you. He was like a mini Shouta. It was almost scary how similar they were. It wasn’t just how they dressed, Hitoshi had the same mannerisms, style, and his scent was practically the same too. It made your head spin.
“You know, you don’t have to try and make me feel better, I’m okay.”
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Once Shouta came home, he refused to let you leave his den. You were definitely right about him being clingy.
You watched Shouta from the bed. “Hitoshi and I talked.”
“Yeah?” Shouta asked you as he changed into his sleepwear. “Talked about…what exactly”
“Normal stuff you know.” You said curling into the covers, your bare body touching the soft sheets below you. “He doesn’t have an omega”
“He told you that?” Shouta asks, stopping dead in his tracks, shirt still in his hand.
“No no, I asked him and he– woah.” you paused, eying him. Shouta watched as the look in your eyes changed. “Don’t put the shirt on baby, just…come here.”
“You are ridiculous” He said, dropping the shirt on the ground and joining you in the bed.
You rubbed your hands down his bare chest. “God you’re so hot” You whisper. You began to kiss up his chest, stopping once you reached his neck to straddle him. You began to kiss him again
“Don’t start something you can’t finish.” Shouta groaned, running his hands down your thighs.
“Just this morning you were all over me, don’t make me seem like the desperate one.”
“Touché,” Shouta said, rolling on top of you. He gave you a soft kiss.
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After you were asleep, Shouta went to make himself some coffee. He has a mountain of paperwork to do, assignments to grade, and the first years that he is in charge of are extremely behind. He was frustrated. To top it all off, despite trying to avoid him at UA, your father was hell bent on trying to talk to Shouta.
Shouta sighed. Toshinori was one of his closest friends. Not many people tolerate Shouta’s attitude and he knew that you will start to miss your father soon.
“Sup” Hitoshi says, walking into the kitchen. “Can’t sleep?”
“Nope,” Shouta replies, pouring Hitoshi a cup of coffee.
“Thanks,” He says, grabbing the cup. “Y/n is a really great cook. It’s actually really impressive.”
“Apparently she spent a lot of time perfecting her homemaking skills”
“She can also draw! It's– She’s really talented.”
Shouta sipped his coffee. He could tell that something was off. Hitoshi never likes anyone. It was a little weird hearing him sing your praises. “You should tell her that you like her cooking. I’m sure it would make her happy to know you appreciate it”
Hitoshi smiled and scratched his head. “Maybe I will.” He finished his coffee and placed the mug in the sink. “Alright, I’m off. I’ll see you later” He said, walking away.
Shouta stood there for a minute trying to make sense of the conversation he just had. There was definitely something going on between you and Hitoshi but he couldn’t tell what. Whatever it was, Shouta was going to figure it out. He sat his coffee mug in the sink next to Hitoshi’s.
He pulled out his phone and opened a message from your father.
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Toshinori
Shouta, please. I just want to talk. Man to man. This time I won’t get upset.
Shouta
We’ll talk tomorrow. Meet me in the teacher’s lounge before homeroom.
~
He walked back into his den and sat his phone on the nightstand. He looked down at your peaceful sleeping form. Shouta smiled and climbed into bed next to you. You instinctively laid your head on his thighs. He grabbed his laptop and got to grading assignments he had been putting off.