𝙉 𝙊 𝙏 𝙀

                                    

                                          
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Midoriya didn't know exactly where the destination of his escape was heading but he somehow found himself in front of his old room whom he shared with Ochaco. Unsure of anyone inside, Midoriya knocked once nervously as he waited for an answer.
Within less than a millisecond, the frail wooden door swung open revealing the petite girl that Midoriya had grown to call his best friend.
"Izu! I missed you!" Before the green haired male could even reply, the bubbly wide eyed girl had already engulfed Midoriya into a tight hug, squeezing the air out of him. After the freckled boy tapped on her shoulder a few times to indicate his shortage of oxygen, only then did Ochaco let go reluctantly. However her gaze of welcome was soon replaced by worry. "What are you doing here?" She asked, not suspiciously but rather in a caring tone.
"I uh- I ran from the royal quarters...?" He replied, his own answer sounding more like a question towards himself. In reality, he was still trying to clock the fact that he had indeed just defied the prince's orders. Just the thought of the consequences that laid ahead made the small boy shudder with fear.
"You what? Izuku this is serious!" She shook the shoulders of her friend emphasizing the importance of this situation.
"I-I panicked and he was closing in s-so the only thing on my mind was that I had to get out of there! But he also smelt really good...I've never smelt something so alluring before. Not even the delicious desserts you make Ochaco!" He knew he was rambling but his body shook with the adrenaline from earlier and he wanted to get everything off his chest once and for all.
"Oh boy... and you said he smelt good hm?" Ochaco asked questioningly, one of her eyebrows raised.
Now a stroke of pink tinted the canvas that was Midoriya's cheeks as he continued, this time less panicked and more timid. "Y-yeah. Like woodland and fresh dew. He smelt so fresh and free, it was tempting. Ochaco you know I've always loved the outdoors let alone the forests that I'm so enticed by. What do I do?" Once again the pandemonium from earlier settled in as paranoia creeped into his voice bit by bit.
"You can't possibly mate with the prince." She replied rationally, maintaining steady eye contact.
"I know! I know all too well, that's why I ran." By this point the omega was at his wits end, he gripped his green locks tightly in his fists out of frustration as he paced the small room back and forth. Stress was building up inside of his small body.
From across the room, a heavy sigh could be heard from the usually upbeat girl as she crossed her arms in defeat. She wanted nothing more than happiness for her fellow friend but this unexpected situation was proving that goal to be rather difficult to achieve.
"Let's work this out slowly." She said in her calmest voice possible, sitting upon her bed, she could already picture the clogs working in Midoriya's brain. Whirring and calculating.
"I could just run away right? Never look back." He chuckled, a little mania evident in his tone. He was delirious and tired from everything that's happened thus far.
"Izuku. What about the informative and tactical division? I'm not going to see my best friend give up his dream over something like this." She spoke sternly, accentuating on Midoriya's aspirations in particular.
"So what can I do? Just deal with it?" The panicked boy threw his hands up in the air, suggesting that his point was completely useless and not a valid solution until Ochaco gripped his shoulders firmly, her chocolate brown eyes piercing into his emerald orbs.
"Just gotta deal with it buddy." She repeated after him, answering his question firmly. Perhaps some of her confidence in this decision will rub off on her friend.