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Katsuki loves spoiling Izuku with gifts to make up for the times he hurt Izuku from his past immature behavior. He even let his husband max out his cards! You would never hear Katsuki complain about the way Izuku spent his money.
Katsuki would buy tons of limited edition action figures just to see Izuku’s happy dance and get lots of kisses and cuddles in return. He would bring Izuku to every formal event he was invited to, just to show he had the most beautiful husband among his competitors.
Izuku enjoyed being the center of Katsuki’s attention. And if he doesn’t have Katsuki’s attention, he’d express his irritation to his attendants. His attendants also adore and treasure him, that’s why they stayed. Even though, sometimes, they had to endure Izuku’s brattiness.
KATSUKI CAME HOME after working overtime for almost three days, his proposals were done and soon to launch by the end of the month. He knows Izuku must feel lonely for the past three days; Katsuki left early and came home with Izuku fast asleep. He wants to make up with Izuku, he doesn’t want to make his husband feel neglected and lonely for too long.
“Deku? Baby?” Katsuki called Izuku’s attention before he leaned down and kissed his husband’s shoulder and neck. “I’m home.”
Izuku is wearing a simple white turtleneck, but its sleeve is a mesh cloth with a slit in the middle that runs from his forearm down to the wrist; it has tiny beads and glitter details. The only jewelry he wore are his earrings, a red ruby cushion 24-carat diamond.
Izuku scoffed, placing his book down, then looked over his shoulder where Katsuki stood behind him.
“Glad to know you still remember you have a husband waiting here.” Izuku stood up before he hugged Katsuki by his waist.
Izuku sighed in frustration, and whispered, “I missed you.”
“I missed ya too. God, I fuckin’ missed ya, Deku.” Katsuki hugged his husband’s thin frame, kissing his temple, forehead, ears, cheeks, and wherever his lips landed on Izuku’s face.
Izuku just giggled with Katsuki’s affection.
“I bought ya somethin’, would ya like to see?” Katsuki moves an inch away to see Izuku better.
“I would want that, but I wanted us in our bed.” Izuku touched Katsuki’s tie, adjusting them to loose before he looked up and looked directly into Katsuki’s eyes.
“That fuckin’ necklace can wait.” Katsuki was about to lean down and kiss his husband, but Izuku’s hand covered his mouth, and gasped.
“You bought me a necklace? Oh, my love.” Izuku kissed him on his lips, smiling in between, which Katsuki returned with glee.
“I want to see it now. Do you have it with you?” Izuku asked, excitement can be seen on his face and heard in his voice.
Izuku’s attendants can only sigh in relief and smile with satisfaction, the last two days were unbearable for them with Izuku’s displacement of irritation.
“Iida! Bring the gifts.” Katsuki called his secretary, followed by Katsuki’s assistants.
“Which one do you like to open first?” Katsuki pulled Izuku to sit down on his lap, his left hand was placed on Izuku’s lower back to support his weight.
Izuku could only gasp with delight after seeing his husband’s gift placed on their center table.
“The necklace! Where is it?” Izuku looked at his husband, a smile never leaving his face.
“I wanted to see it first, Kacchan chose it just for me.” Izuku couldn't help but kiss Katsuki’s lips once again, hands were intertwined with one another.
“Of course, baby. I only choose the best for you.” Katsuki bit Izuku’s lower lip, earning a small moan from the latter.
Izuku turned his face around to where Iida was standing, presenting a closed velvet red box with a familiar imprinted name in front.
“Oh! You got them for me?!” Izuku squealed, thanking Iida for handling it for him.
Izuku’s excitement died down when he saw the necklace, which Katsuki didn’t fail to notice.
“What’s the matter? You don’t like it?” Katsuki asked, kissing Izuku’s shoulder and neck. “We could give it to someone else if you want. Tell me, baby.”
“No, no...” Izuku closed the box and placed it down on the table. “I just don’t like the color, I hate pink.” Izuku pouted.
Izuku can’t blame him though. He lets Katsuki know what he likes, but not what he hates. This is the first time Katsuki knew about Izuku’s hate.
Katsuki looked at Iida, “Throw it away.” Iida opened his mouth but realized it wouldn’t do him any help.
“Do you have other gifts for me?” Izuku tries to lighten up the mood by asking questions and entertaining Katsuki’s rants about his work.
DAYS PASSED, Katsuki and Izuku’s relationship goes back to being stable. Not that they fought, but at least now, Izuku can freely go to Katsuki’s workplace without minding if his husband is busy with work-related stuff.
“Denki, do you have my phone with you?” Izuku asked one of his attendants, who was sitting in the passenger seat.
“Yes, Sir.” Denki handed his phone to him and thanked him.
Izuku dialed his husband’s secretary's company phone number. They are only a minute or two away from the company. Izuku wants to surprise his husband but showing up without notice is not something he should do.
“Hi, am I directed to Bakugo Katsuki’s secretary’s number?” Izuku asked, putting the call on speaker for security purposes; he smiled behind their phone call.
“Yes, this is her. May I know your business with Mr. Bakugo?” Izuku’s eyebrow knitted when he heard an unfamiliar voice.
Izuku looked over at his attendant beside him, Mina Ashido.
“Young Master’s previous secretary filled a maternity leave yesterday. That must be the new secretary.” Ashido frowned to herself, she knew that the new secretary shouldn’t have to start her work today.
“Oh, I’m sorry for holding you for too long. I wanted to pay a visit during Katsuki’s lunch hour, is it possible to clear his schedule for the next two hours?” Izuku pulled his smile and sweet voice.
“No.” The person in the other line let out a sarcastic chuckle.
“Excuse me?” Izuku asked in disbelief. He doesn’t like the tone this person gave him.
Even his attendants looked in shock as also did his driver, Hanta Sero.
“I said, I can’t do that and even if I could, Katsuki and I will have lunch.” The person then drops the call.
Izuku dryly chuckles, looking around at the people inside the car with an unbelievable smile on his face.
“Hit the gas, Sero. My hands are shaking.” Izuku dryly laughs again, biting his lower lip to suppress his anger.
“Some people really can’t understand warnings, don’t they?” Ashido started a conversation, laughing stiffly when Izuku turned around to look at her.
“Yeah. You’re right. It’s impossible that even one of Kacchan’s assistants or workers didn’t warn that bitch about me.” Izuku agreed.
Ashido sighed in relief when she saw Izuku somehow calm down.
“Ashido-san, I want you to do something for me.” Izuku looked at his manicured nails, maintained by weekly hand spa and daily massage. “I just got these nails yesterday, I don’t want to ruin them. You know what to do now, right?”
“Of course, Sir.” Ashido smiled within herself, palms were itching to slap an extra who tries to ruin Izuku’s mood.
“Sir, we’re here.” Sero notified, feeling excited to see what chaos Izuku would bring inside the office.
Izuku went inside the building; head held up, walking with grace and a strong aura, his black stiletto clicked on the marble tiles earning a head-turning look from everyone in the lobby. His outfit was worth the head-turning and second glances he got from the employees, investors, and even the visitors.
He wore a white turtleneck that was tucked inside his mini skirt, it emphasizes his hips. His oversized coat was placed on his shoulder. His red earrings and green ear piercing emphasize his face, the people who saw the wedding ring on his finger only sighed in resignation.
The ride up to the top floor was quite fast. The workers inside the floor are busy but it’s quiet, everyone was minding their business not until Momo Yaoyorozu noticed his presence.
“Good afternoon, Sir Izuku! We didn’t know you'd visit us?” Momo greeted him with utmost enthusiasm. “If we knew, we’d greet you with much better—”
“That would be great, Momo-san!” Izuku pulled his sad face, striking Momo’s curiosity, and can’t help but feel concerned for their innocent boss’s wife. “If only Kacchan’s secretary let you know, then you would be able to do that.”
“Huh? You called Kiruka Hasaki?” Momo’s face turned sour, Izuku barely said anything yet. “She thought she had a chance with Bakugo-san, huh?” Momo laughed to herself.
“What do you mean by that?” Izuku asked, acting all curious just to gain information from Momo.
“She thought she could act high and mighty just because she was chosen as Bakugo-san’s new secretary.” Ochaco interfered in their conversation, she closed the book-binned paper with anger. “She even called you–!”
“WHAT ARE YOU DOING IN THERE?!” A shriek of loud shouts came from his husband’s office. “You are not paid to just stand and talk during your work hours!”
“There comes the witch.” Momo and Ochaco whispered.
“That’s her, Izuku-san. She always bosses us around and shouts, Todoroki-kun said she only shouts when Bakugo-san turns her down with what she wants.” Momo scoffed. Didn’t even bother to move an inch when Kiruka Hasaki walked where they stood, she trusted Izuku with her life.
“Ashido, I changed my mind, I’ll do it.” Izuku stepped out.
Before Kiruka could even raise her voice to Momo and Ochaco once again, she was greeted with Izuku’s palm. The force of Izuku’s slap and the ringing in her ears is enough to make her lose her balance.
“You— You bitch!” Kiruka Hasaki stopped up and tried to pull Izuku’s hair but failed when another slap on her other cheek landed. “AHH!”
Now, they have everyone’s attention, smirking at themselves when they saw an emotionless Izuku standing after Kiruka Hasaki, who was sitting embarrassingly on the floor.
“Hanging up the call before I even could is one thing. The first slap is for shouting at Ochaco and Momo. The second slap is for trying to touch my hair with your, probably, unsanitized hands.” Izuku bent down to look closely at Kiruka Hasaki's crying face.
“Don’t even try to give me a reason to give you a third slap.” Izuku brushed the stray hairs that curtained Kiruka’s eyes. He chuckled when he saw how hard she looked at him full of anger.
“Shall we go?” Izuku turned around to his assistants, plastered with a smile that was full of satisfaction. Denki led their way toward Katsuki’s office, while Ashido walked beside Izuku; she offered wipes and alcohol, which Izuku accepted with a smile.
On their way to Katsuki’s officer was full of Izuku greeting the worker and vice versa. When they reached the wooden door, Kirishima Eijiro, Katsuki’s head security, opened the door for them. Izuku giggled when he saw how Kirishima winked at Denki who let out a gagging sound.
“Love!” Katsuki greeted him with a smile, a smile where it’s very rare for Katsuki to do, he then walked towards the door. “What are you doing here?”
“Just wanted to pay you a visit.” Izuku kissed Katsuki’s lips, before greeting Katsuki’s two secretaries who were sitting at their respective tables. “And, I wanted to meet your new secretary.”
“She's not here.” Katsuki’s mood turned sour. “Have you eaten your lunch? Let’s have a date.” Katsuki grinned, Izuku knew by then it was not only a date.
“I don’t know, can I join you for lunch?” Katsuki frowned when his omega sighed, clearly stressed out over something. “Your new secretary said you will have a lunch date with her.”
“I will have a date— with who?!” Katsuki was enraged. How dare that beta tries to pull something behind his back? Not only that, she dares to do that trick on his omega. “I’m going to kill her.”
“No! No killing!” Izuku scented his alpha, his assistant, and Katsuki’s secretaries purred when they had a sniff of Izuku’s calming scent.
“Let’s go somewhere else.” Katsuki purred. “I’ll plan my execution later.”
“Please, don’t. I still have plans with her, just behave for me and protect me, Alpha.” Katsuki purred at the thought of serving his omega.
You see, Izuku is not a mere omega, HE IS THE OMEGA. Izuku smiled at himself with satisfaction, how easy it is to keep Katsuki around his fingers. How easy it is to keep anyone around him to protect him. The best part? He didn’t even bother making a big plan each time, he just needed to pull an act and everyone would be beneath him without them noticing. Don't even let him start talking about how got himself Katsuki to himself.