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It’s… a blanket. Purple with pumpkin pattern.
Jack-o-lanterns.
The blanket itself is fuzzy and expensive looking, it makes Shinsou's skin tingle just by touch.
Jack-o-lanterns.
The blanket itself is fuzzy and expensive looking, it makes Shinsou's skin tingle just by touch.
Shinsou immediately wants to wrap himself with it.
/Gift from Alpha/
What the fuck?
/Wrap/
Shinsou trembles as his hands move on their own.
/Gift from Alpha/
What the fuck?
/Wrap/
Shinsou trembles as his hands move on their own.
His Beta rarely voices out itself, and when it does Shinsou finds it hard to resist the urges it creates.
He wraps the fuzzy blanket around him and instantly feels the warm comfort it gives.
He wraps the fuzzy blanket around him and instantly feels the warm comfort it gives.
Shinsou feels like he's being enveloped in a comforting hug, he feels protected, secured.
He sighs, then breathes hard and smells the odd gasoline scent from it.
He sighs, then breathes hard and smells the odd gasoline scent from it.
Shinsou rarely smells scents with him being a Beta, and he can only faintly scent stuff himself.
Whoever did this -- /Our Alpha/ -- certainly came through to thoroughly scent the blanket.
And Shinsou doesn't mind.
Whoever did this -- /Our Alpha/ -- certainly came through to thoroughly scent the blanket.
And Shinsou doesn't mind.
It made his Beta go brainless and barely coherent, contrary to its normally rational thoughts.
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Shinsou fell asleep after that, covered with the blanket and sighing in content.
It’s the first decent sleep he got in months.
He actually woke a little later than he normally does. He thanks the gods it’s the weekends or he would have been late for classes.
It’s the first decent sleep he got in months.
He actually woke a little later than he normally does. He thanks the gods it’s the weekends or he would have been late for classes.
Shinsou sits up in his bed, the mattress is still very much hard, but the blanket cushioned his body last night and he felt like he was on a cloud.
It still smells of gasoline, albeit faintly.
It still smells of gasoline, albeit faintly.
He’s not sure if it’s Bakugou’s scent because he never thought to know anyone’s, so far he only knows about his parents and Aizawa’s.
It’s too much hassle for something that doesn’t usually affect him, so he never bothered.
Now he desperately wants to know.
It’s too much hassle for something that doesn’t usually affect him, so he never bothered.
Now he desperately wants to know.
Is this Bakugou’s way of apologizing?
It seems impossible, Bakugou never apologizes. For anything.
Why now?
It seems impossible, Bakugou never apologizes. For anything.
Why now?
Shinsou shakes the thought away, it’s probably just him either feeling pity for him.
He should have known.
It’s all nothing but pity and to make up for his Alpha pride.
He folds the blanket, and weirdly his Beta whines at the thought of leaving the soft blanket behind.
He should have known.
It’s all nothing but pity and to make up for his Alpha pride.
He folds the blanket, and weirdly his Beta whines at the thought of leaving the soft blanket behind.
He’s definitely not going around covered with it.
Shinsou leaves it by his bed before turning to exit his room.
Maybe there’s something he can eat downstairs?
Shinsou leaves it by his bed before turning to exit his room.
Maybe there’s something he can eat downstairs?
-- 
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The box was gone when Bakugou checked on it.
He doesn’t know why he feels nervous. He’s Bakugou fucking Katsuki. He never gets nervous.
--The box was gone when Bakugou checked on it.
He doesn’t know why he feels nervous. He’s Bakugou fucking Katsuki. He never gets nervous.
/Omega Accepts/
Unless it’s Shinsou, apparently.
/Next Gift/
Bakugou screams in frustration, hands coming up to ruffle his own spiky blond hair. He’s going to go crazy if his Alpha doesn’t stop goading him.
Unless it’s Shinsou, apparently.
/Next Gift/
Bakugou screams in frustration, hands coming up to ruffle his own spiky blond hair. He’s going to go crazy if his Alpha doesn’t stop goading him.
Yes, the blanket is not the only thing he bought from the mall.
It’s like he’s not the one moving, Alpha taking over and picking everything he can find to please /his Omega./
It’s like he’s not the one moving, Alpha taking over and picking everything he can find to please /his Omega./
Shinsou is /not/ an Omega.
Bakugou doesn’t know when his Alpha would get the memo that the damn indigo haired freak is a Beta.
/Next Gift/
Bakugou doesn’t know when his Alpha would get the memo that the damn indigo haired freak is a Beta.
/Next Gift/
Bakugou’s eyes land on the assorted items arranged in his study table, flitting between each of them to figure out what the next one should be.
Then his Alpha coos at the sight of the Eraserhead plushie sitting at his chair.
Then his Alpha coos at the sight of the Eraserhead plushie sitting at his chair.
It’s made from those stupid foam that returns to their normal shape when squeezed.
Before Bakugou knows it, he’s already next to the chair and picking up the plushie.
Eraserdoll stares back at him.
Suddenly he’s /growling/, and Bakugou doesn’t know /why/.
Before Bakugou knows it, he’s already next to the chair and picking up the plushie.
Eraserdoll stares back at him.
Suddenly he’s /growling/, and Bakugou doesn’t know /why/.
It’s the perfect gift, Bakugou can remember overhearing the freak talk about Aizawa like he’s his whole life.
Like how Bakugou admires All Might, Shinsou looks up to Eraserhead just as much.
Like how Bakugou admires All Might, Shinsou looks up to Eraserhead just as much.
But the idea that the other Alpha has been training /his strong Omega/, has been near /his--/
Beta.
Shinsou is a Beta. Not his Omega.
Bakugou exhaled, chest rumbling in frustration at his own Alpha head.
It’s just a doll.
Beta.
Shinsou is a Beta. Not his Omega.
Bakugou exhaled, chest rumbling in frustration at his own Alpha head.
It’s just a doll.
He can give this. It’s not like the other Alpha would take interest in /his--/
Beta.
/His Beta./
Bakugou throws the Eraserdoll to his trash bin and gets ready for another trip back to the mall; he forgot something.
Beta.
/His Beta./
Bakugou throws the Eraserdoll to his trash bin and gets ready for another trip back to the mall; he forgot something.
-- --
It’s almost curfew by the time Bakugou managed to get back from his trip, but it was all worth it.
When Aizawa scolded him in the common rooms for almost being late to curfew, Bakugou growled at him and bared his fangs.
--It’s almost curfew by the time Bakugou managed to get back from his trip, but it was all worth it.
When Aizawa scolded him in the common rooms for almost being late to curfew, Bakugou growled at him and bared his fangs.
He doesn’t like what the Alpha in front of him is doing.
Aizawa ignored his antics and sent him back to his room, but he did raise a brow at Bakugou’s actions.
Not that Bakugou listened, he has something he needs to do first.
Aizawa ignored his antics and sent him back to his room, but he did raise a brow at Bakugou’s actions.
Not that Bakugou listened, he has something he needs to do first.
His grip at the plastic bag in his right hand tightens.
Bakugou goes straight to their floor, promptly ignoring his own room and not stopping until he’s right in front of Shinsou’s door.
Bakugou plops down in front of it, then he pulls the item out of the plastic bag he has.
Bakugou goes straight to their floor, promptly ignoring his own room and not stopping until he’s right in front of Shinsou’s door.
Bakugou plops down in front of it, then he pulls the item out of the plastic bag he has.
The material is soft beneath his calloused fingertips.
He sure hopes he picked the right thing, but his Alpha seems satisfied with the choice.
The perfect matching shade of indigo hair and purple eyes, Bakugou runs his fingers along the doll’s stitches.
He sure hopes he picked the right thing, but his Alpha seems satisfied with the choice.
The perfect matching shade of indigo hair and purple eyes, Bakugou runs his fingers along the doll’s stitches.
He marvels at the quality, as it should be, it is from a reputable Custom Plush Maker.
Bakugou pushes the plush up his nose, sniffing gently for any trace of scent.
It’s bare, just like they promised.
Bakugou’s Alpha is satisfied.
Bakugou pushes the plush up his nose, sniffing gently for any trace of scent.
It’s bare, just like they promised.
Bakugou’s Alpha is satisfied.
Then he’s scenting the doll, exactly how he scented the blanket earlier.
He doesn’t care if anyone sees him or can smell what he’s doing.
They should mind their own fucking business.
He doesn’t care if anyone sees him or can smell what he’s doing.
They should mind their own fucking business.
When he’s satisfied, the hallways already smell like gasoline.
Bakugou stands up and leaves the small Little Shinsou plush down the floor, sitting safely and securely before he returns to his /den/.
.
.
.
/Den/?
Bakugou stands up and leaves the small Little Shinsou plush down the floor, sitting safely and securely before he returns to his /den/.
.
.
.
/Den/?
-- --
The Little Plush stares back at him. Is he still asleep and dreaming?
Shinsou pinches himself hard. He’s very much awake.
Shinsou shudders at how weird it is at first, who the fuck will leave a plushy of HIM in front of his own room?
--The Little Plush stares back at him. Is he still asleep and dreaming?
Shinsou pinches himself hard. He’s very much awake.
Shinsou shudders at how weird it is at first, who the fuck will leave a plushy of HIM in front of his own room?
That’s Level 90 creepy horror story, all Shinsou knows is the doll could have been out to murder him.
But when the faint yet familiar scent of gasoline invades his nose, he’s already scooping the small thing in his arms.
What the fuck?
But when the faint yet familiar scent of gasoline invades his nose, he’s already scooping the small thing in his arms.
What the fuck?
He traces the little details of the doll; the line for eye bags underneath its eyes, the small lips, and the perfect copy of his hairstyle.
He stares at the doll for a minute.
He stares at the doll for a minute.
Then he’s getting it closer and closer to his nose and hoping that he can catch more of that gasoline scent.
He doesn’t even know since when he craved it, but it reminds him of sunny days when he and his father would travel someplace.
He doesn’t even know since when he craved it, but it reminds him of sunny days when he and his father would travel someplace.
He would use his bicycle and his father would ride his own motorcycle.
They’ll make short stops at gasoline stations for rest and for his father to refuel, and the scent of gasoline there is calming and so peaceful.
It makes Shinsou calm, relaxed.
They’ll make short stops at gasoline stations for rest and for his father to refuel, and the scent of gasoline there is calming and so peaceful.
It makes Shinsou calm, relaxed.
Like taking a rest after long cycling.
Shinsou buries his face to the doll, savouring the familiar scent.
-- --
Shinsou buries his face to the doll, savouring the familiar scent.
--
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Shinsou wonders if he did something wrong.
Ever since he came down from his room, Shinsou has decided to bring the plush with him.
He has it sitting tight against his chest, strapped by the collar of his shirt so he doesn’t have to get his hands occupied by holding it.
Ever since he came down from his room, Shinsou has decided to bring the plush with him.
He has it sitting tight against his chest, strapped by the collar of his shirt so he doesn’t have to get his hands occupied by holding it.
Bakugou has been staring daggers at him the whole time.
Not to mention, this is the first time Bakugou has stared at him ever since the Blanket Accident.
Shinsou tries so hard to ignore the burning glare, but even Midoriya noticed.
Not to mention, this is the first time Bakugou has stared at him ever since the Blanket Accident.
Shinsou tries so hard to ignore the burning glare, but even Midoriya noticed.
The little Alpha sidles up next to Shinsou as he prepares a cup of coffee.
“Did you do something that made Kacchan angry?”
Midoriya didn’t beat around the bush, lunging straight to the question he’ll clearly ask anyway.
“He’s been glaring at you since you came down.”
“Did you do something that made Kacchan angry?”
Midoriya didn’t beat around the bush, lunging straight to the question he’ll clearly ask anyway.
“He’s been glaring at you since you came down.”
Shinsou faces the green haired boy and leans against the counter, hiding his face behind the Alpha. “I don’t know!”
Shinsou has his eyes trained at Midoriya’s scent patches.
The Alphas and Omegas in the dorm are required to wear them when their ruts and heats are near.
Shinsou has his eyes trained at Midoriya’s scent patches.
The Alphas and Omegas in the dorm are required to wear them when their ruts and heats are near.
Almost everyone has patches covering their scent glands now.
Betas don’t usually need them, thought, with them having weak scents themselves.
Betas don’t usually need them, thought, with them having weak scents themselves.
Midoriya points at the Little Shinsou doll sitting underneath Shinsou’s chin and is about to say something when suddenly, he’s yanked away from the Beta.
Shinsou watches with wide eyes as Midoriya lands on the floor with a loud thud.
Shinsou watches with wide eyes as Midoriya lands on the floor with a loud thud.
“What the fuck, Bakugou!?”
The Alpha is immediately between Shinsou and Midoriya, chest heaving in wild breaths. “What!?”
“What do you mean what, you just threw Midoriya to the floor!”
The Alpha is immediately between Shinsou and Midoriya, chest heaving in wild breaths. “What!?”
“What do you mean what, you just threw Midoriya to the floor!”
Shinsou flinches when Bakugou directs his stare from Midoriya’s slumped body on the floor to him.
“He was too damn near you.” He grunts out like it’s supposed to make sense.
It does not.
“He was too damn near you.” He grunts out like it’s supposed to make sense.
It does not.
“And?” Shinsou’s hands land on the Little Shinsou Plush, fingers tracing over the face of the doll unconsciously.
Only when he sees Bakugou staring at his hands did Shinsou realize what he was doing. “I-”
“Why aren’t you wearing patches?”
Shinsou blinks. “What?”
Only when he sees Bakugou staring at his hands did Shinsou realize what he was doing. “I-”
“Why aren’t you wearing patches?”
Shinsou blinks. “What?”
“Patches.” Bakugou crowds in on him.
Shinsou’s back press against the counter in a desperate attempt to get away.
The Alpha is too damn near and Shinsou is confused at his own Beta screaming in his head, it’s making him feel dizzy.
/Alpha/
Shinsou’s back press against the counter in a desperate attempt to get away.
The Alpha is too damn near and Shinsou is confused at his own Beta screaming in his head, it’s making him feel dizzy.
/Alpha/
Bakugou leans close, nose pressing flush against Shinsou’s small scent gland. “Patches.”
/Alpha!/
Shinsou’s whole body feels like stone, and the scent of pre-rut leaking through Bakugou’s patches is suddenly too much for him.
Gasoline and flames is a dangerous combination.
/Alpha!/
Shinsou’s whole body feels like stone, and the scent of pre-rut leaking through Bakugou’s patches is suddenly too much for him.
Gasoline and flames is a dangerous combination.
Why is it too much? He wasn’t affected by these scents before, so why now?
He can’t move and breathing suffocates him. His knees buckles and he doesn’t know what to do-
Something cold hits Shinsou’s neck, almost missing but it lands just over his scent gland.
He can’t move and breathing suffocates him. His knees buckles and he doesn’t know what to do-
Something cold hits Shinsou’s neck, almost missing but it lands just over his scent gland.
Bakugou whispers, hands smoothing over the patch he placed over Shinsou’s skin. “Patches.”
Then everything is a blur to Shinsou, the only thing he sees is Aizawa pulling Bakugou away from him with a familiar Capturing Weapon,
And Midoriya running up to catch him.
Then everything is a blur to Shinsou, the only thing he sees is Aizawa pulling Bakugou away from him with a familiar Capturing Weapon,
And Midoriya running up to catch him.
Bakugou was the only thing holding him up.
-- --
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--
It’s been… two days.
Two days of Bakugou pacing his room, rearranging clothes, pillows, blankets, and anything soft he can find.
It’s been two days since he lost control.
Two days of Bakugou pacing his room, rearranging clothes, pillows, blankets, and anything soft he can find.
It’s been two days since he lost control.
It’s been two days since Aizawa has reprimanded and suspended him.
Right after Aizawa tore him away from /his-/ Beta, he was sent to Recovery Girl for an urgent check-up.
“You’re pre-rut is making your hormones go into overdrive,” She said.
Right after Aizawa tore him away from /his-/ Beta, he was sent to Recovery Girl for an urgent check-up.
“You’re pre-rut is making your hormones go into overdrive,” She said.
“I can’t let you go to class with results like these. You’ll be staying from now until the day your actual rut ends in the dorms. It’s too dangerous for you to go out and be exposed to people.”
Bakugou doesn’t get it. There isn’t anything wrong with him,
Bakugou doesn’t get it. There isn’t anything wrong with him,
he doesn’t feel different. And whatever, if there is something, he’s sure he can handle it.
But RG and Aizawa have filled in the paperworks, and even Bakugou’s parents signed it.
But RG and Aizawa have filled in the paperworks, and even Bakugou’s parents signed it.
He’s put on Dorm Suspension until the end of his rut and is required to have minimal interaction with classmates while RG tries to find out what’s happening to him.
As if there’s something happening to him. There’s nothing wrong with him.
As if there’s something happening to him. There’s nothing wrong with him.
It’s just his Alpha doesn’t get it that Shinsou is not an Omega.
/Gift. Beta./
Maybe it already did. But it still won’t shut up.
Bakugou groans as he throws a Custom Ground Zero plush to the bed, /den/, as his Alpha calls it.
What the fuck even is a den?
/Gift. Beta./
Maybe it already did. But it still won’t shut up.
Bakugou groans as he throws a Custom Ground Zero plush to the bed, /den/, as his Alpha calls it.
What the fuck even is a den?
The plush lands on top of a plush custom made to look like Shinsou, and Bakugou’s Alpha purrs.
Stupid fucking biology.
Bakugou walks in strides and picks up the next gift lined up at his study table, a pair of cat slippers.
Stupid fucking biology.
Bakugou walks in strides and picks up the next gift lined up at his study table, a pair of cat slippers.
Bakugou isn’t even sure if he got Shinsou’s size right, but his Alpha won’t stop pleading to get it, so he did.
Bakugou scents the damn thing too, like all the other gifts. It has to smell like him before he gives it to Shinsou.
Shinsou.
Bakugou scents the damn thing too, like all the other gifts. It has to smell like him before he gives it to Shinsou.
Shinsou.
It’s been two days since he smelled Shinsou’s scent.
Sweet, tangy, and welcoming.
It’s weird how Bakugou thought Shinsou smells different before this. How it’s more to the tangy and sour side, but two days ago… Shinsou just smells sweet.
Sweet, tangy, and welcoming.
It’s weird how Bakugou thought Shinsou smells different before this. How it’s more to the tangy and sour side, but two days ago… Shinsou just smells sweet.
It’s been two days of Shinsou in class without him there. Two days of Shinsou being surrounded by other Alphas…
/Gift/
Shinsou was just so oblivious that it irked Bakugou. Although he seems to accept his gifts,
/Courting Gifts/
/Gift/
Shinsou was just so oblivious that it irked Bakugou. Although he seems to accept his gifts,
/Courting Gifts/
Gifts. Shinsou accepted his gifts, he’s been leaving different gifts still in front of Shinsou’s dorm room and every time Bakugou checks, it’s gone.
Taken in, he’s sure. He’s seen it one time when his head nagged him to confirm.
Taken in, he’s sure. He’s seen it one time when his head nagged him to confirm.
Once he saw Shinsou take the coffee mug… it put Bakugou’s Alpha in ease.
Bakugou doesn’t peek anymore.
But the Beta hasn’t… approached him about it.
It’s not like Bakugou was waiting for Shinsou!
Bakugou doesn’t peek anymore.
But the Beta hasn’t… approached him about it.
It’s not like Bakugou was waiting for Shinsou!
It’s his stupid Alpha making him do all of this anyway. He wouldn’t even do anything about the stupid heat on his cheeks and that fucking butterflies in his stomach if his Alpha brain didn’t nag him about it.
/Leave Gift./
/Leave Gift./
Bakugou turns to stomp out and leave the cat slippers in front of Shinsou’s dorm room again when suddenly there’s a knock on his door.
Bakugou pauses before going on high alert, tucking the cat slippers in the waistband of his pajamas at his back.
“Bakugou.”
Bakugou pauses before going on high alert, tucking the cat slippers in the waistband of his pajamas at his back.
“Bakugou.”
Aizawa’s voice is muffled behind the door, and Bakugou’s Alpha immediately snarls at the thought of another Alpha getting near his /den/. “Recovery Girl needs to talk to you.”
It goes unheard in bakugou’s head as growls start rumbling in his chest.
It goes unheard in bakugou’s head as growls start rumbling in his chest.
“You idiot… prime… away...” Bakugou is having a hard time hearing the words muttered by RG, but it’s not like he’ll understand it with how loud his Alpha is screaming in his head. “Get… calm… suffocating… to me...”
/Beta./
Bakugou snarls as he stares at the door,
/Beta./
Bakugou snarls as he stares at the door,
waiting for an opponent that he knows won’t enter. But his head doesn’t listen to that. His body feels hot and ready to fight, to sink his fangs into something.
/Protect den/
He’s dangerously close to his rut.
/From Competition/
The door opens.
/Protect den/
He’s dangerously close to his rut.
/From Competition/
The door opens.
-- --
Recovery Girl humms. “Your scent glands are a bit too swollen for a Beta.”
It’s been two days since RG starts running tests on him, and Shinsou doesn’t know what they mean. “And?”
“Don’t you feel changes in your body in the last week?”
--Recovery Girl humms. “Your scent glands are a bit too swollen for a Beta.”
It’s been two days since RG starts running tests on him, and Shinsou doesn’t know what they mean. “And?”
“Don’t you feel changes in your body in the last week?”
RG pushes a chair in front of Shinsou and sits. “Anything at all other than the fevers?”
Shinsou recalls everything that happened to him that week.
He’s been sensitive to smells lately.
His Beta has been acting up a lot.
Bakugou won’t stop leaving gifts for him.
Shinsou recalls everything that happened to him that week.
He’s been sensitive to smells lately.
His Beta has been acting up a lot.
Bakugou won’t stop leaving gifts for him.
Shinsou’s Beta won’t stop purring at the sight of them.
And in the past two days, he keeps having the fevers that he doesn’t have any idea what causes. He’s sure he isn’t sick, he hasn’t interacted with anyone in the past days.
And in the past two days, he keeps having the fevers that he doesn’t have any idea what causes. He’s sure he isn’t sick, he hasn’t interacted with anyone in the past days.
RG kept a close eye on him every time the fever flared up.
RG sighs after Shinsou tells her about all of it, without leaving anything out. “I had thought so.”
“What do you mean?” Suddenly, Shinsou’s body starts heating up again,
RG sighs after Shinsou tells her about all of it, without leaving anything out. “I had thought so.”
“What do you mean?” Suddenly, Shinsou’s body starts heating up again,
heart pounding in his chest that he wonders if RG can hear it.
RG must have noticed, because she’s giving him some sort of pills already. They’re small white tablets packaged neatly. Shinsou tries to read what it is but finds out that he doesn’t know what the pill does.
RG must have noticed, because she’s giving him some sort of pills already. They’re small white tablets packaged neatly. Shinsou tries to read what it is but finds out that he doesn’t know what the pill does.
“I need to explain something to you.” RG continues explaining, but the words that come out next feels like a whirl to Shinsou, but he understands.
Shinsou looks down at the pills on his palm.
/Alpha/
Shinsou looks back up to RG.
Shinsou looks down at the pills on his palm.
/Alpha/
Shinsou looks back up to RG.
RG gives him a small smile. “It’s completely your choice, Shinsou. You can stop it. We'll be here to help.”
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A/N: I hate doing this in the middle, and I already warned that I'm not good at tags. I wrote NLS and that's very problematic, but just letting y'all know there's talks of rape, depression, and violence in the next update. It doesn't happen explicitly but they talk about it.
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“You think… he’s not doing it on purpose?” Shinsou asks Recovery Girl for clarification, tracing the bumps from the pills’ packaging. “That he isn’t aware of what he’s doing?”
“There’s only limited information regarding Primes since they are very rare.” RG nods.
--“You think… he’s not doing it on purpose?” Shinsou asks Recovery Girl for clarification, tracing the bumps from the pills’ packaging. “That he isn’t aware of what he’s doing?”
“There’s only limited information regarding Primes since they are very rare.” RG nods.
“The tests returned and Bakugou is indeed a Prime, he’s the first Alpha Prime student in UA.”
“That’s…” Shinsou is at a loss for words, he’s read about Primes and knows how rare they can be, but never thought he’d get to know one.
“That’s…” Shinsou is at a loss for words, he’s read about Primes and knows how rare they can be, but never thought he’d get to know one.
Never thought one would be imprinting so much on him.
“Spectacular in a general view,” RG says. “But you’re stuck in between. And I still need your decision.”
Shinsou shifts in his seat at the bed. He’s starting to feel lightheaded and hot again,
“Spectacular in a general view,” RG says. “But you’re stuck in between. And I still need your decision.”
Shinsou shifts in his seat at the bed. He’s starting to feel lightheaded and hot again,
but it doesn’t stop the question coming out of his mouth. “Y-you were talking about the other way /it/ can be done… what was it?”
RG stands up and walks up a storage shelf, which turns out to be a freezer as RG pulls out an ice pack.
RG stands up and walks up a storage shelf, which turns out to be a freezer as RG pulls out an ice pack.
She walks back and sits in front of Shinsou before giving it to him. “As I said, there’s two ways Primes do /it/, the first one is violent. It includes mating with the person being bitched and the Prime forcefully claiming them.
We’ve only seen this when Primes fall… down the path of villainy. But even that is rare, and I only know of one person who did it.”
Shinsou places the ice pack above his head. RG continues. “The second one is what Bakugou is doing. It’s the non-violent way,
Shinsou places the ice pack above his head. RG continues. “The second one is what Bakugou is doing. It’s the non-violent way,
as it only includes getting the imprinted person accustomed to the Prime’s scent. It’s usually done by Primes scenting courting gifts before giving them to the person they want.”
“The scenting they do is said to be different from normal scenting,
“The scenting they do is said to be different from normal scenting,
as it has compounds responsible for changing a person’s dynamic when they’re exposed to it in a long time.”
Shinsou gulps. He’s been accepting Bakugou’s gifts because… he loves them… and maybe his Beta likes the smell too.
Shinsou gulps. He’s been accepting Bakugou’s gifts because… he loves them… and maybe his Beta likes the smell too.
“I’ve known at most two Primes who did this, and one even though it’s supposed to be safe, the first one who tried it… it did not end well for her.”
Shinsou’s brows furrow in confusion. “What happened?”
Shinsou’s brows furrow in confusion. “What happened?”
RG leans back on her seat. “The Alpha Prime imprinted on another Alpha she has known since childhood. The other Alpha had accepted the gifts first, she doesn’t know what her Alpha Prime friend was doing until it's too late.”
“She suddenly starts rejecting the gifts right before the Alpha Prime’s rut, and…” Shinsou can feel the hair on his arms stand on end. “The Alpha Prime fell into deep depression because of it. Doctors can’t pinpoint the cause back then, so she suffered without help.”
This isn’t good. What’s he going to do?
There’s a part of him that doesn’t want Bakugou to suffer, but there’s also a part of him that’s scared, what if…
Bakugou isn’t the most gentle person.
There’s a part of him that doesn’t want Bakugou to suffer, but there’s also a part of him that’s scared, what if…
Bakugou isn’t the most gentle person.
Is it even possible to change mid-way?
What if Bakugou had enough and just take advantage of him?
One Alpha Command and Shinsou wouldn’t be able to use his quirk, especially if it comes from a Prime.
What if Bakugou had enough and just take advantage of him?
One Alpha Command and Shinsou wouldn’t be able to use his quirk, especially if it comes from a Prime.
“... Bakugou may or may not be aware of what he’s doing because our inner dynamics are based on what we desire the most, you can rest assured that it’s not one of those driven by instinct trope that fiction feeds teens nowadays.”
Shinsou snaps his attention back to RG when she finally answers his first question, did he miss some things she said?
RG is holding an empty box of patches.
Oh, no patches left.
Shinsou touches the patch on his scent gland, damp with overuse.
RG is holding an empty box of patches.
Oh, no patches left.
Shinsou touches the patch on his scent gland, damp with overuse.
Didn’t RG just put that patch on him after looking at his scent gland earlier?
He brings his hands up to his nose, sniffing the faint scent he got from the patches.
It smells like candles from a childhood he doesn’t know he had.
He brings his hands up to his nose, sniffing the faint scent he got from the patches.
It smells like candles from a childhood he doesn’t know he had.
Was he scenting without realizing it? He wasn’t able to do that before, Betas can’t scent anything at will.
“It’s most likely that Bakugou himself has found something in you which he admires, adores, or likes.”
Something about him. What would Bakugou Katsuki even see in him?
“It’s most likely that Bakugou himself has found something in you which he admires, adores, or likes.”
Something about him. What would Bakugou Katsuki even see in him?
Shinsou knows he’ll never be as great as Bakugou.
“We have chosen to inform you first because we don’t have much time, no doubt when you come back, Bakugou’s rut would set off at the mere sight of you.” RG pulls out some sort of device from her pocket.
“We need your decision, and you don’t have to feel pressured with that story I told you earlier, it’s been years and doctors now know more about Primes than back then. We’ll help Bakugou through the rejection-”
/Alpha/
/Alpha/
Something about the idea of rejecting Bakugou has Shinsou’s Beta whining.
/Alpha!/
“What if I don’t want to reject him?”
/Alpha!/
“What if I don’t want to reject him?”
Recovery Girl gives him a leveled look.
“Are you sure? It’s not something that you’re forced to do, we’re way past the point of Alphas being at the top of the hierarchy.”
“Are you sure? It’s not something that you’re forced to do, we’re way past the point of Alphas being at the top of the hierarchy.”
She gives the device to Shinsou and upon further inspection, it’s a small box with a red button in the middle. “I know it might be hard to decide right now, but you don’t have time. You can walk back to the dorms, the fresh air would clear your head.”
“And what’s this?” Shinsou asks as he lifts the device up to his eye level.
“That device is made so that in case Bakugou makes advances that you don’t want, one press of that and we’ll be alerted.” RG stands up and Shinsou follows her.
“That device is made so that in case Bakugou makes advances that you don’t want, one press of that and we’ll be alerted.” RG stands up and Shinsou follows her.
“Aizawa is in the dorm rooms assisting your other classmates in preparing for their ruts and heats, he’ll be close by to help.”
Shinsou says his thanks but before RG lets him leave, she says one last thing. “If you do decide to go through with it,
Shinsou says his thanks but before RG lets him leave, she says one last thing. “If you do decide to go through with it,
you might experience a pseudo heat triggered by a Prime’s rut.”
Shinsou nods. He knows what heats are. He leaves with the ice pack still on his head.
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Shinsou nods. He knows what heats are. He leaves with the ice pack still on his head.
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The walk back to the dorms that day is… suffocating.
Shinsou knows what’s happening, but Bakugou might not.
Recovery Girl explained it thoroughly to Shinsou, Bakugou is actually an Alpha Prime.
Shinsou knows what’s happening, but Bakugou might not.
Recovery Girl explained it thoroughly to Shinsou, Bakugou is actually an Alpha Prime.
And apparently Shinsou is being bitched. At least Bakugou has the common decency to do it non-violently. Shinsou shudders as he thought how Bakugou could have just claimed him if he really wanted to.
RG also explained that only Alpha Primes and Omega Primes can turn other secondary gender’s whatever they want.
And it seems Bakugou wants Shinsou to turn into his little Omega.
Shinsou’s steps are hollow, empty as he ponders over the conversation he had with RG earlier.
And it seems Bakugou wants Shinsou to turn into his little Omega.
Shinsou’s steps are hollow, empty as he ponders over the conversation he had with RG earlier.
As he nears the dorms, he can already smell the scent of pre-heat and pre-rut swirling around the air. The sunny afternoon is a huge contrast to the smell of arousal and aggressiveness that permeates the air.
Shinsou covers his nose as a particularly strong Alpha scent almost makes him gag.
/Not Our alpha/
It’s not, it’s the smell of blood and severed flesh, completely different from /their Alpha’s/ gasoline and flame.
/Find Alpha/
/Not Our alpha/
It’s not, it’s the smell of blood and severed flesh, completely different from /their Alpha’s/ gasoline and flame.
/Find Alpha/
Shinsou doesn’t even notice the time it took to arrive in the dorms, it’s like one second he’s still a bit way to go and then the next, he’s standing in front of the front double doors.
His knees buckle as a familiar scent wafts through the windows. Upper level.
His knees buckle as a familiar scent wafts through the windows. Upper level.
Bakugou is in his room, probably preparing for rut. Shinsou can hear his Omega- Beta?
He’s not even sure anymore, but it whines.
/Alpha/
He’s not even sure anymore, but it whines.
/Alpha/
Shinsou feels hot as he opens the door and he’s immediately greeted by overwhelming scents.
A quick scan around the room confirms that some of his classmates are already in their heats or ruts, guided by Aizawa as he directs the Betas on what to do and how to help.
A quick scan around the room confirms that some of his classmates are already in their heats or ruts, guided by Aizawa as he directs the Betas on what to do and how to help.
It’s a mess, so far. Everyone is running everywhere, and the most prominent scene is Aizawa and Kaminari holding Kirishima down.
Apparently, the stupid Alpha got his rut triggered a few hours early by an Omega.
That bloody scent hits Shinsou’s nose again and makes him gag,
Apparently, the stupid Alpha got his rut triggered a few hours early by an Omega.
That bloody scent hits Shinsou’s nose again and makes him gag,
but alongside it, his knees feel like jelly.
/Not Our Alpha/
The scent of blood grows stronger and stronger yet it isn;t as suffocating as before.
He hates the scent just a minute ago, why does it smell so welcoming now?
/Alpha!/
/Not Our Alpha/
The scent of blood grows stronger and stronger yet it isn;t as suffocating as before.
He hates the scent just a minute ago, why does it smell so welcoming now?
/Alpha!/
He’s falling before he knows it, the floor is suddenly getting closer and closer-
“Shinsou!”
Then it stops, a few inches from Shinsou’s face.
When Shinsou’s brain finally starts working again, he’s made aware of the capture weapon wrapped around his torso and keeping him up.
“Shinsou!”
Then it stops, a few inches from Shinsou’s face.
When Shinsou’s brain finally starts working again, he’s made aware of the capture weapon wrapped around his torso and keeping him up.
Aizawa is beside him instantly, reeking of Pack Alpha scent. The smell of protection and fatherly love. The feeling of a warm hug on a cold winter night.
Pack Alpha. Aizawa is Pack Alpha, of course, he’s their homeroom teacher.
Then why is Bakugou the one who scented him when…
Pack Alpha. Aizawa is Pack Alpha, of course, he’s their homeroom teacher.
Then why is Bakugou the one who scented him when…
“Are you okay? What did Recovery Girl say?” Shinsou’s eyes slide behind Aizawa and he sees that there’s at least three Betas dragging Kirishima away and back to his dorm room. The only remaining people are the Betas Asui, Uraraka, Koda, Shouji, and an unpresented Tokoyami.
Uraraka and Asui are the one to assist Aizawa first. The rest are littered around the common room couches, seemingly exhausted.
Shinsou opens his mouth to speak, but a gust of wind makes him shiver and freeze up.
Shinsou opens his mouth to speak, but a gust of wind makes him shiver and freeze up.
There’s a growing heat in his stomach and he doesn’t know what it is, he’s never felt such a thing before.
Asui is the one to speak first. “Aizawa-sensei, he’s-”
Asui is the one to speak first. “Aizawa-sensei, he’s-”
When Shinsou tries to move, there’s a weird sticky feeling behind him, followed by a large gush of slick that makes him whimper.
Aizawa clicks his tongue, face contorting into an annoyed scowl. Because of what, Shinsou doesn’t understand. “Uraraka, call Recovery Girl.”
Aizawa clicks his tongue, face contorting into an annoyed scowl. Because of what, Shinsou doesn’t understand. “Uraraka, call Recovery Girl.”
-- --
The door opens.
Bakugou lunges into the empty space behind the door before he can comprehend what he’s doing. His muscles ache, and his head only has one thing repeatedly echoing; /Protect./
--The door opens.
Bakugou lunges into the empty space behind the door before he can comprehend what he’s doing. His muscles ache, and his head only has one thing repeatedly echoing; /Protect./
Protect what? His Omega isn’t even inside his Den yet.
/His Omega/
He catches no one, and suddenly he trips. His eyes glide down and sees Aizawa’s capture weapon sliding around his body, tying his arms against his sides and his legs together.
/His Omega/
He catches no one, and suddenly he trips. His eyes glide down and sees Aizawa’s capture weapon sliding around his body, tying his arms against his sides and his legs together.
Bakugou lands on the floor with a loud thud. He tries acticitivating his quirk, but nothing happens.
Of course.
Aizawa pulls on the capture weapon on his hands, tightening it’s hold around Bakugou’s body.
Of course.
Aizawa pulls on the capture weapon on his hands, tightening it’s hold around Bakugou’s body.
Bakugou’s grunts turn into growls, teeth and fangs bared out as his Alpha brain supplies that the other Alpha has him pinned.
/Protect Omega./
The scent reached him as soon as the door opened earlier, but as Bakugou looks around him, there’s no sign of his Omega anywhere.
/Protect Omega./
The scent reached him as soon as the door opened earlier, but as Bakugou looks around him, there’s no sign of his Omega anywhere.
The loud smack of damp scent patches hitting the floor in front of his face answers his unsaid questions.
It’s Shinsou’s used patches.
It smells…
Bakugou doesn’t notice the purr bubbling out of his throat, spilling so perfectly well.
It’s Shinsou’s used patches.
It smells…
Bakugou doesn’t notice the purr bubbling out of his throat, spilling so perfectly well.
It smells of Shinsou. Even though it changed from that tangy scent, he knows it’s Shinsou because it now also smells like him.
It reeks of candle light. The burning of wax. It mixes so beautifully, that there’s absolutely no doubt that Bakugou did his job, whatever it is, right.
It reeks of candle light. The burning of wax. It mixes so beautifully, that there’s absolutely no doubt that Bakugou did his job, whatever it is, right.
“Bakugou.”
RG’s voice seems distant, but Bakugou can hear it clearer now that the scent of his Omega calms him down.
“Bakugou!”
Bakugou lifts his head a bit, eyes droopy from the overwhelming scent in front of him. He sees RG looking down at him with a frown.
RG’s voice seems distant, but Bakugou can hear it clearer now that the scent of his Omega calms him down.
“Bakugou!”
Bakugou lifts his head a bit, eyes droopy from the overwhelming scent in front of him. He sees RG looking down at him with a frown.
“Your Omega is in danger.”
In a split second Bakugou felt all the nerves in his body light on fire. He feels like literal boiling rage at the thought that /his Omega/ might get hurt, or is currently in pain or-
/Omega Danger/
In a split second Bakugou felt all the nerves in his body light on fire. He feels like literal boiling rage at the thought that /his Omega/ might get hurt, or is currently in pain or-
/Omega Danger/
“Listen to me.” Bakugou tries to wriggle free from the bindings restricting him, but when he still can’t get himself free, he glares at RG with his fangs out, ready to pounce once more if the Beta doesn’t speak immediately.
//“Where…”//
The growls under Bakugou’s breath is something that even younger Alphas would be scared of. But not the Pack Alpha keeping the Prime down and not the Beta who had encountered Alphas way worse than Bakugou.
//“Is he?”//
The growls under Bakugou’s breath is something that even younger Alphas would be scared of. But not the Pack Alpha keeping the Prime down and not the Beta who had encountered Alphas way worse than Bakugou.
//“Is he?”//
The Command is weak and goes unheard to the experienced Beta and the stronger Pack Alpha, but the intensity of it is much stronger than normal.
“No, listen to me young man,” Bakugou’s answer is a low threatening growl, but he doesn’t say anything else as RG continues.
“No, listen to me young man,” Bakugou’s answer is a low threatening growl, but he doesn’t say anything else as RG continues.
She tells him about what’s happening as best she can with Bakugou’s pre-rut state. But it seems the plan of having a familiar calming scent near him works as the Prime’s growls stop.
“... The complications have a lot to do with Shinsou being born male. While Male Omegas aren’t uncommon anymore than is used to, Shinsou’s case isn’t like them as he presented as a Beta first.”
“We overlooked key points we shouldn’t have,” RG picks up the patches from the floor and Bakugou emits another low growl when it’s taken away from him. “We should have done more, but with the Villains continuously being a threat to everyone, we weren’t at our best here.”
She replaces the patches with a small box device with a red button in the middle. “He said it hurts so much that he’s made up his mind. If I’d have talked to you properly, I know you’ll agree that when someone starts something, they should be the one to finish it.”
RG throws the patches towards the elevator and moves out of the way.
“Let him go.”
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“Let him go.”
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