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What Bakugo was doing wasn’t uncommon, if you asked any other omega in the world.
What was he doing, you may ask.
Bakugo Katsuki was in his dorm room, on the 4th floor of the UA Alliance building. Curled up on his bed, with the gym uniforms of both alphas, Shoto Todoroki and Izuku Midoriya.
It wasn’t like he was doing it on purpose! After the final war had ended, Bakugo’s inner omega was a wreck. Leaving him with painful cramps, insane mood swings, and severe nausea and nightmares. After trying tons of home remedies, he began to search the web for answers.
One simple solution he would often come across, was to have scents from people close to you, as it could help calm you after any stressful prolonged situation. But for him, that solution was anything but simple.
Asking for clothes from anyone would be extremely embarrassing anyways, especially because nobody in UA knew Bakugo was an omega. He wouldn’t let them.
In their world, omegas were stereotyped enough already. Seen as weak, fragile, dependent, and unable to do ANYTHING without their “alpha”. It was bullshit if you asked him.
He was living proof that omegas could be strong if they choose, and didn’t have to depend on some stupid alpha for everything. Barely any omegas reach pro-hero rank, and Katsuki refused to be the same.
It’s not like the extras would taunt or tease him for it, but they’d pity him. He knows they would. They act all “caring” to the omegas of 1-A and they behave as if they’re allowed to. There’s no way in hell he’d let them do that to him.
Shaking his head with a slight frown, he looked up at the ceiling. Unconsciously, he leaned more into the pile of clothes he’d swiped from the pair of alphas and breathed in the comforting scents.
Icy-hot's gentle, yet precise spearmint and Deku’s warm, soapy scent seemed to be the only thing grounding him from the constant pain he felt all over his body.
He’d be fine to keep stealing small items that wouldn’t be detected as missing, right?
That was when his plan all came falling down on him.
The next day, Aizawa assigned an extensive sparring exercise in Gym Gamma. Gym Gamma ALWAYS meant the gym uniforms, which while they were annoying to change into, nobody minded.
But Bakugo did. If Icy-hot and Deku went to check their lockers, they’d find both their uniforms missing. In the throb of pain he was in a few days ago, after practice he had stolen them both without thinking. God, how stupid could this omega thing make him become?
Sure enough, while everyone entered and went to get their respective uniforms, he heard a stone-edged voice speak louder than usual.
“ Is anyone else missing their uniform? It seems that mine is not in my locker, where I left it just days ago. Does anyone have it? “ he asked, looking around while being careful to not stare at anyone while changing.
“ You too, Todoroki? Uhm, guys, mine seems to be missing too! If anyone accidentally took it, I won’t be mad! Promise on All Might! “ Izuku added shortly after, putting his pinky in the air.
Kirishima shortly piped in. “ Why would anyone want a sweaty gym uniform? I can’t deny that you’re both handsome, but stealing clothes seems a little creepy, man. “
“ Coming from another omega, when I first presented back in middle school, I used to steal my friends' clothes for my nest. Maybe someone did that? “ Denki adds, looking up while slipping on his gym shoes.
“ Maybe. What omegas are in the locker room? “ Shoto asked, unfamiliar with his classmates second-gender.
“According to my knowledge as class president, the only omegas in our class are Hagakure, Kaminari, Aoyama, and Ashido. At least, that's what the school records say. I skimmed through them once before. “ Iida replies informatively.
“ So if we narrow it down to the male omegas, it leaves us with Kaminari and Aoyama. But Denki is the one who suggested the idea of someone stealing it, and Aoyama has been gone for months after the war. So that means… “ Kirishima trails off.
“ SOMEONE ELSE TOOK THEM!! “ Denki screeches out, looking delighted at the possibility of another male omega in class that wasn’t documented as such.
“ Like I said everyone! If you took it, just give it back please! I won’t be mad, and we can brush it off as an accident. “ Midoriya re-iterated.
Suddenly, the spacious locker room seemed too small. Even though he knew they weren’t, it felt like everyone’s eyes were scanning the room, and more specifically; him. Panicked and afraid, he got up and instead ran out the door to leave, running away before he could be found out.
By the time he reached the UA Alliance a few minutes later, what he had done weighed down on him. On one hand, he had gotten out of there and could breathe better while being alone in the dorms.
Though on the second hand, running out made him look more suspicious, Aizawa was sure to be upset about him skipping exercises, and he would most definitely send someone to check on him once someone told him.
God, what did he just do?! On top of everything, he started feeling ill once again, and groaned loudly. If he let it alone for too long, it would become unbearable, so he had to use the only solution he had.
He rushed up to the elevator, and clicked the fourth floor button as soon as he could. He did have to stabilize himself with the handrails to not make himself any more nauseated.
Once he reached the floor and the mechanical doors opened, he ran into his dorm, locked the door, and huddled into the warmth of his small nest. He found it the most comfortable because, since it was partially hidden from anyone peeking into his dorm room, he could truly let his repressed omega instincts slip free.
Being vulnerable in front of anyone seemed like a nightmare to him. How could anyone else just give themselves to someone with complete trust? He started to believe that would never happen for him.
As soon as he ripped off his scent patches covering his glands, he heard a set of rapid knocks from his door. He tried to not cry from frustration, but he knew this would happen.
He pulled himself up, placed new scent patches on, tried to straighten out his clothes, and most importantly, hid his nest. He used his foot to kick it farther behind his large bed, while also fixing his ash-blonde hair.
Taking a deep breath with his hand around the door knob, he put on an angry scowl and opened the door.
He was met with two people. Izuku Midoriya and Shoto Todoroki.
He tried not to gulp, to show that he was nervous, but it was becoming seemingly harder.
“ Tch. You extras got sent to follow me for what? “ He retorted.
“ Kacchan! Are you alright? You bolted so suddenly from the locker room, we were worried. “ Izuku rushed out, shocked he even opened the door.
“ Yeah, I'm fine, nerd. Just not feeling great. Why don’t you and mute icy-hot go back to the exercise and tell Aizawa what I said. “ He grunted, crossing his arms.
“ What’s interesting to me, “ Shoto started, narrowing his eyes.
“ Is that you only ran when Kaminari started talking about someone who was secretly an omega and who maybe stole Midoriya and I’s clothes. Why? Was it, perhaps, you? “ He questions, leaning in with a gentle look.
Bakugo felt his composure cracking before he could even try to stop it.
“ O-Ofcourse not! Why the hell would you even insinuate that I’m some weird omega who steals clothes?! Especially yours?! “ He exclaims, clearly very annoyed but hiding how he nervously thinks about his nest sitting just behind the door.
“ Kacchan! That’s really mean to say! In health class, we learned that it's more common than you think for omegas to take clothes of people they care about for their nest! “ Izuku insisted, with a gentle convincing smile resting atop his face.
“ Shut up, you know I didn’t mean it like that! “
“ This is going objectively nowhere. Here’s an idea. Let me and Midoriya perform an alpha command on you. If you’re an alpha like you say to be, you’ll have no problem not obeying. “ Shoto suggests, to which Izuku nods at the idea.
“ Absolutely not! You’re not going to-“
Bakugo was cut off by the two of them using the alpha command to say, “ Kneel “. As much as he panics, he knows there’s nothing he can do now. Alpha commands are almost irresistible to all omegas, male and female alike.
With a shake, he feels his legs fall to the floor where his hands are folded neatly in his lap, his legs tucked under him, and his head held low.
Fuck.
After a few moments of agonizing silence, he dared to lift his head. What he saw shocked him.
Izuku’s face now contorted in a bit of shock, mixed with a confused look. Meanwhile, Shoto met his eyes, shook his head and chucked a little, knowingly.
After the embarrassment and command wore off a few seconds later, he snapped out of it. He jolted upright, walked backwards and slammed the door in the alphas faces before they could even think about getting a word in.
He slumped down against the now-shut wooden door, and couldn’t help but let a sad whine leave his throat. Immediately following, the pair continuously knocked on his door, repeatedly saying they weren’t upset, and they just wanted to talk.
An anxious feeling filled his stomach. Would they look at him the same after this? Would he lose the two alphas he secretly trusted and cared for? He was beyond mortified until he took a deep breath.
Hiding behind a locked door crying wasn’t who he worked so hard to be. He was Katsuki Bakugo, the only omega first year to be ranking top 3 out of ALL courses, damnit!
He still had two years with them, so he knows he would have to talk to them sometime, so why not now?
He hurriedly wiped his face of any stray tears that appeared on his cheeks, and opened the door. His vermillion eyes stayed locked onto his shoes, unable to make eye contact.
Soon, he felt a scarred hand touch his shoulder gently. Once gaining the courage to look up, he saw Izuku smiling worriedly and mirroring Shoto’s own face.
“ Kacchan, you’re an om- “ Izuku spoke, before being cut off by Bakugo pulling both him and Shoto into the dorm, and locking the door behind him. He sat on the edge of the bed, while they stood in front of him.
Man, they really were super tall, he thought before shooing the unwanted (well not UNwanted but yk what I mean) thoughts away, and refocusing on the task at hand.
“ So you ARE an omega, yes? “ Shoto asked to confirm what they basically already knew.
“ Y-yeah. Do you have a f-fucking problem with it? “ He stammered out, trying to keep a ferocious facade up. Though it wasn’t working well, because they both noticed his hand that was clutching onto a soft blanket, nervously curling his hand around the soft blanket for a sort of comfort.
“ Ofcourse not, Kacchan! Does that mean you were the one… borrowing Shoto and I’s gym uniforms? “ He replied, trying to word the sentence as to not offend or embarrass the omega.
“ Godamnit, yes! But it wasn’t my fault! It just.. happened. I’m.. s-sorry. Don’t be mad at me, alphas. “ He choked out, falling deeper into the omega mind space.
Shoto reached out to caress his soft hair while Izuku hurriedly clarified they weren’t upset with him. “ Don’t cry, Kacchan! We said we weren’t going to be angry, and that still stands true. Plus, if I was REALLY upset, I wouldn’t be here with you, omega. “
His shoulders visibly sagged a bit more with relief, because he didn’t know if he could handle both of his secretly favorite alphas being upset with him at the same time.
“ He’s right, Bakugo. I also pinky promise I’m not upset, nor will I be in the future. “ He said, extending his pinky to secure the promise like he saw others do as a kid.
After they pinky-promised, he signed. He looked up, with teary eyes, at the duo. He even let a little smile tug at his lips.
“ Kacchan, just out of curiosity, where are you keeping the uniforms? We won’t ask why, just wondering. “ Izuku asked, inquiring.
“ Uhm, over there.. “ He nervously pointed to behind his bed, where they gave him a comforting look before walking over to lay their eyes on his nest.
“ Wow, it’s a… “ Izuku started.
“ Nest. Bakugou’s. “ Shoto finished, locking eyes with their Gym Gamma uniforms among the pile of soft blankets, velvety pillows, and array of adorable stuffed animals.
Without realizing, Bakugo realized he was holding his breath, in anticipation. Would they like his nest? He knew it wasn’t much, but it helped him feel comfortable, and sue him for craving approval from them.
Shoto hummed as he seemed to catch on to what he needed. “ It’s beautiful, omega. It seems perfect for you. “
“ Yes, Ofcourse! It feels so.. safe and warm in here. I can smell the mix of Shoto and I’s scent. “ He reassured him with a soft smile and he ran another gentle hand through his hair.
He let out a long, withheld breath at the confirmation that they liked it. They liked it! They even went as far as complimenting it!
“ Well, Kacchan? Would you like to get in your nest as we leave? By the way, this won’t get out to anybody in UA, pinky promise. We’ll just say we misplaced our uniforms somehow. “ Izuku swore, letting out gentle pheromones.
That didn’t make him calm down, though. Leave? They really wanted to leave right after comforting him and complementing his nest?
Without much surprise, the feisty omega’s eyes began to fill with tears.
Both alphas panicked and they scrambled to hush him and soothe whatever made him upset.
“ L-leave? You want to *hic* leave? Right after complementing my n-nest? “ He croaked out.
“ No, dear. We just thought you’d rather have some alone time after this rather emotional day you’ve had. Would you like us to stay? “ Shoto asks as he continues trying to soothe his tears.
The singular nod was enough for them. They dropped back to the bed on either side of him. “ Omega, let’s get you to your nest, hmm? “ Shoto said as he gently pulled Bakugo into the haven of warmth and comfort.
He gave them both a look before making grabby hands at them both, signaling that he wanted them in his nest.
They both gulped, because they knew an omega inviting you into their nest, their sacred safe space, was very special.
“ Okay, okay. Let’s get this omega all cuddled up. “ Izuku smiled, lowering himself down into the nest himself, alongside Shoto.
After some re-adjusting, they both quickly scented the nest around them, and Bakugo himself; much to his delight.
They sandwiched him in from either side, Izuku with him leaning into his chest and neck, and Shoto with his arms around his waist from behind.
“ This doesn’t m-make me any less intimidating and powerful, got it? “ He said, words slightly muffled from Izuku’s shirt.
They both chuckled at that, and settled on the response of “ Wouldn’t wish for it, omega. “ Shoto whispered into his ear, chin hitched onto his right shoulder.
And if that didn’t make him let out a happy purr, he’d be damned.
As they all instinctively snuggled together closer, Bakugo realized something.
Although they never spoke about it, he was finally confident things would be okay. With his two alphas, he knew they’d be for each other through whatever these final 2 years at UA had in store for them.
Fin.