(mpreg, a/b/o)

Imagine if poor, omega college student Izuku answers an ad for a surrogate out of desperation. Turns out local bachelor billionaire Katsuki needs an heir in order to inherit the family business.

Izuku almost faints when meeting the gorgeous blonde at Katsuki’s fancy downtown lawyer’s office. He has never met anyone so handsome, or so wealthy! But Katsuki is cold and doesn’t say anything at all to Izuku; the lawyer does all the talking.

The amount of money being offered is staggering, Izuku will have enough to live in luxury during the pregnancy and then a huge settlement once the pup is born. All he wants is to be able to send money to his mom so he can stay in school.

Technically the pup will be half his. But he has to promise to have no contact with Katsuki or the baby once it’s born. He cannot speak publicly about the pup and he cannot tell anyone who he is being a surrogate for. He is to tell people it was an accidental pregnancy.

Katsuki will accompany Izuku to all of his appointments. “To make sure a useless Deku like you takes care of your health while carrying *my* child.” Izuku agrees, it will be Katsuki’s baby after all so it’s only fair.

He signs the contract and Katuki arranges a visit at a fertility clinic. He doesn’t want to have any physical contact with Izuku, After only two well-timed visits to the clinic, Izuku falls pregnant with triplets.

Because of the extra risk to his and the babies’ health being triplets, Katsuki decides to move Izuku into his mansion, where he gets his own wing, and a full time on call nurse he can call any time of night for whatever he needs. He can still attend classes, which thrills him.

Katsuki has Izuku’s mother’s rent checks sent to his bank to be paid monthly, as well as gives her a monthly stipend so that she feels comfortable with Izuku moving out and in with Katsuki. She accepts the money but is very unhappy with Izuku’s situation

“My baby should be with someone who loves him. Your pups are going to be given to that cold man? It’s not right. He will probably send them away to boarding school the first chance he gets.”

TBC (maybe)

Katsuki sits at his walnut desk, staring out the window at the twinkling night sky, thinking about his future pups. He’s pleased with the omega his people had found, the omega was top of his class, athletically fit and according to his staffers, extremely attractive.

Katsuki doesn’t try to look too closely at the little omega with his thick green curls and huge shining green eyes. He didn’t get to the top 30 under 30 CEOs by getting distracted by a cute face.

Suddenly the beta night nurse he hired raps on his door.

“Sir — the omega. He won’t stop crying.” a distressed voice says through the door.

Katsuki sighs.

“What the hell did I hire you for? Don’t let the shitty omega get upset. It’s not good for the pups.”

“Sir! It’s not a medical issue. I think he’s lonely. He won’t talk to me.”

“Tch!” Katsuki is irritated, but his alpha won’t let him leave a distressed, pregnant omega alone.

“Damn crybaby nerd. Useless beta nurse.” he mumbles, wrapping his black silk robe around himself.

He makes his way to the omega’s wing, and as he approaches the hallway an herbal aroma fills his nose; the mouthwatering scent of lime, fir trees and oak moss, with a touch of rosewood. He unconsciously lets out a small growl as the scent hits the back of his throat.

“Damn it!” he curses to himself as he pushes the door open, trying not to breathe through his nose.
“What the hell are you crying about?” he demands.
It’s the first time he’s been in Izuku’s room and all he can see is superhero merchandise everywhere.
“Damn nerd.” he mutters.

The little omega looks at him and he feels a jolt in his heart. Izuku’s green eyes are overflowing with tears and his slender shoulders are shaking.
Katsuki coughs. “What — what the fuck is wrong?”
Izuku sniffles. “It’s just, really quiet here. And I’m really hungry.”

Katsuki is angry “Why didn’t you tell that useless nurse? You can have food any time you want.”
Izuku flushes and wipes his watery eyes.
“I just— I really want my mother’s katsudon. The pups want it.” he cries, rubbing his belly.

TBC

A voice in Katsuki’s head says

𝙋𝙧𝙤𝙫𝙞𝙙𝙚 𝙛𝙤𝙧 𝙤𝙢𝙚𝙜𝙖

“Damn it.” Katsuki curses as he leaves the snivelling nerd and heads to his expensive, industrial-style kitchen. “This is why I didn’t want to be around that shitty omega. I don’t have time for this.”

Even though he has a nutritionist plan all of his meals, and a private chef prepare them, it’s a little known fact that Katsuki is a fabulous cook himself.
He always hung around the chef in his parents’ fancy kitchen and learned to cook by imitation.

He cracks the eggs and pounds the pork until it’s nice and flat. He tries not to think of the omega, full of his pups, crying on the bed. He grits his teeth and thinks about his stock portfolio. He breads and fries the pork to a golden perfection and plates it with hot rice.

“Oi! Deku!” he shouts down the hall. The little omega comes padding down the hall, wearing nothing but a forest green hoodie that goes down to his knees. His face is streaked with tears, and Katsuki ignores it to gesture rudely at a barstool at his kitchen island.

“F-for me?” Izuku asks, staring at the katsudon with wide eyes.

“Obviously.” sneers Katsuki, “Since you’re trying to starve my pups apparently.”

“Oh no! I would never! I just really wanted katsudon.” the omega whines.

“Well, don’t let it get cold, idiot.” Katsuki snarks.

He walks away so he doesn’t have to see Izuku dig in, though he can’t help but hear happy chirps and trills as the omega stuffs his cheeks.

“Th-thank you! It’s so delicious!” he calls with his mouth full and Katsuki’s alpha preens. But he says nothing as he leaves the room.

TBC

Izuku gobbles down every last bite of the katsudon, tears leaking out of the corner of his eyes. It’s so delicious, he wouldn’t admit it but maybe even better than his mothers’!
“I can’t believe this guy.” He thinks. “Gorgeous, rich, smart, athletic and a good cook?”

A little voice in his head says:

𝒪𝓊𝓇 𝒶𝓁𝓅𝒽𝒶 𝒾𝓈 𝒷𝑒𝓈𝓉 𝒶𝓁𝓅𝒽𝒶

No! He tells himself. Katsuki is not his alpha. Theirs is purely a business arrangement. Once the pups are born, he won’t be seeing Katsuki or the pups again.

It’s the best way. He is only a student.

He has his whole life ahead of him. And Katsuki just wants an heir.
Right.
He doesn’t rub his belly, full of katsudon and full of pups.

Katsuki doesn’t come by his room again. He was probably disgusted by the sight of Izuku crying.

However, delicious meals appear for him at the island counter every morning. Somehow, someone found out his favourite dishes. (His mom won’t tell him a thing.) someone packs him a bento for college every day. It just appears in the fridge every morning.

Stacks of blankets, throws, pillows, silks and cushions appear each day outside his door. (He holds them to his face and sniffs but to his disappointment all he smells is laundry detergent.) He brings them to bed and makes a maternity nest anyway.

Beautiful high-end maternity clothes are hung in his closet when he’s at class. He sighs, touching the fine fabrics, he has never owned anything so expensive in his life. He still wears his beat up red sneakers with the beautiful clothes. He’s lonely at home though.

He never sees Katsuki come and go but at last it is time for their second monthly appointment.
Izuku wears one of the white silk shifts that goes down to his knees with his green hair back in clips. He greets Katsuki at the door with his hands protectively on his belly.

“May I?” Katsuki asks, reaching to touch the softly rounded belly.

“I- I guess..” Izuku blushes. He’s never been touched by Katsuki before.

As Katsuki gently touches, they both feel a ripple of sensation through their bodies, and stare at each other with wide eyes.

𝒜𝓁𝓅𝒽𝒶, thinks Izuku.

𝒪𝓂𝑒𝑔𝒶, thinks Katsuki, and yanks his hand away as if it’s on fire.

“Tch.” He says out loud, and gestures roughly toward the front door. “Car’s out there.”

They get in the car, Katsuki in the front by the driver and Izuku by himself in the back.

TBC