A/N: Hey guys, little cute one here, tried something different with this, so I hope it worked! The next fic I have coming out for this idol series is a very heavy one, so I wanted to break it all up.
This is another part of the Idol!AU, as I have mentioned before this is not a continuation of the other Idol fic I have, they are all stand alones.
Summary: Being a PA omega for idol group NextGen was a dream turned nightmare. After a traumatic event during a schedule, the pack step in pulling your back from panic, back from loosing yourself to your omega.
TAGLIST
MASTERLIST
Idol group - Mixed gendered and mixed 2nd gendered group called NextGen
Members - Bakugou, Kirishima, Denki, Mina, Midoriya, Todoroki.
Company they belong to - U.A Entertainment
Fan name - Nexus
Bakugou - Alpha - Debut with NextGen
Kirishima - Alpha - Debut with NextGen
Denki - Alpha - Debut with NextGen
Todoroki - Alpha - Debut with NextGen
Mina - Omega - Debut with NextGen
Midoriya - Omega - Debut with NextGen
Reader - Omega - Trainee > Actor
Jirou - Beta - Trainee > Producer
All seven members of NextGen were sitting in the broadcast studio, a sea of fans in front of them and the interviewer to the right. Three members sat in the front while the other four were perched on stools behind them. Bakugou sat closest to the interviewer.
The studio lights were too bright, baking into his shoulders, the leather in their comeback outfits making him even hotter. It irritated his alpha, already restless from the crowds.
Rolling his shoulders back he tried to put on a professional front. Denki waved and winked at Nexus’ when he could, making Bakugou roll his eyes. What an idiot.
Bakugou could feel the turn in the questions. It always happened, always went down this route.
“NextGen has been active for 10 years now, congratulations by the way,” He spoke, nodding to the group. “And Bakugou, you are one of the very few idols that date openly, your fans talk about how rare that is, how did this come about?”
The crowd reacted with a cheer and a faint “Mom and Dad.” could be heard shouted from the back.
Bakugou didn’t respond straight away, his gaze flitched to Kirishima. A flash of frustration poked through, Kirishima smiled knowing the alpha was fed up with these questions.
“UA. Entertainment took a gamble. It paid off, simple.”
The interviewer blinked, forcing a smile, clearly hoping for more.
Taking a breath, he continued. “Me and Y/N we were trainees together. From day one. Back in the UA Kidz days, she was always there in the background, in the videos, dance practices, behind the scene vlogs. Fans loved seeing us together. They shipped it.”
Mina snorted from behind him, “She roomed with Mina and Midoirya at the time. When we debuted as seven, she started acting. Figured out what she wanted and that was that.” Bakugou rolled his shoulders again.
“She stayed as one of our main dancers.”
Todoroki swallowed his chuckle, Kirishima didn’t. “Well, that’s a polite way to put it, he straight up refused to dance his solos with anyone else.”
The crowd erupted. Denki leaned forward toward a mic, “He was very dramatic about it.”
Bakugou's eyes snapped to the alphas to scowl at them, “Yeah, she’d been my mate since training, why would I want to be near another omega?” He muttered.
“She toured with us, about four years after our debut we head this big world tour, it kicked off in the US… that damn tour.” His tone darkened.
“She wasn’t there because of a top secret film she was in. Fans freaked out, thinking we had an argument that she left me. My rating tanked, and with that NextGen too.”
The interviewer raised his eyebrow, “So what happened?”
“Management gave us the green light to announce our relationship publicity. Protected NextGen, but more importantly it protected Y/N.” He glanced at the crowd as they cheered.
“Fans loved it.” Cheers echoed across the room.
“Now, it seems you are the ‘IT’ alpha-omega couple out there, how do you do it?.” The interviewer continued.
Bakugou hesitated for a moment, then answered “We’re happy, genuinely. Been together eight years now, best eight years of my life. My advice for fellow alphas out there, ignore the primal stuff that calls to you all the time and make your omega feel seen, respected.”
The interviewer smiled, “Before we move on, Nexus have prepared something and wanted us to show you.” Bakugou's eyes narrowed and NextGen looked at the monitor just behind the camera.
A montage began. Grainy trainee-era footage started to play. It was UA Kidz, you were all barely teens. You stood off to the side of the old practice room, hair pulled back, clapping your hands to the beats of the song.
“Midoriya breathe, You’re rushing again.”
Midoriya sat on the floor, frustrated, rubbing his ears. Bakugou stood nearby pacing like a wild animal. You crouched beside him, handing him water.
Cut
Mina was laughing hard, half collapsed in your shoulder while you fixed her mic pack. “Mom, tell Dad to stop yelling. “I am not yelling.” Bakugou shouted from off camera.
Cut
You stood in the dorms, checking the schedules taped to the wall, reminding everyone of call times for the following day. Everyone replied, Bakugou called out, “What about my call time.”
“Not happening blasty, you need to ice that ankle more, no call time for you tomorrow.” You replied, hands on your hips still looking at the wall. “I can still dance.” He replied, slowly you turned looking at Bakugou, your eyes squinting and you took in a deep breath. “Okay, okay, jeez I’ll rest tomorrow.”
Cut
Denki was half asleep on a couch in the old dorms, you walked over, placing your jacket over him and Bakugou stood in front of Todoroki adjusting his tie. “Stand up straight.” You whisper to todoroki as you pass.
Kirishima’s voice echoed off camera, “You are literally raising us, we are your children.”
Midoriya’s voice added, “Uh, mom and dad.”
Bakugou scoffed and turned to them, “Shut up.”
Cut
A staff member asked from behind the camera, “Who keeps everyone in line?”
Bakugou turned his head looking at you, “Her.” he answered.
You froze, “What?”
“You do,” Bakugou brushed your arm with his, “I just scare them.”
More moments continued to play out of your time with UA Kidz and eventually NextGen.
You handing Bakugou a towel without him asking.
You fighting with staff quietly on NextGen’s behalf.
You rubbing his back tenderly so he doesn’t explode.
Bakugou makes his way towards you at every moment, positioning himself near you always.
One of the last moments that played was you and Bakugou on one of the sofas in the training room, you had fallen asleep and rested your head on his shoulder. Bakugou let you rest and tucked himself around you. The rest of NextGen brusted into the room and Bakugou hushed them so they would not wake you.
All these hidden moments, all these years compiled into one. It made Bakugou miss you more, having you around him all time as a dancer. He shifted in his seat. His alpha stirred uneasily, too exposed.
The crowd were watching the video and him, it made him feel exposed for the first time in a long time. Being an idol, he knew how to protect himself and only allow people to see what he wanted them to see, but watching that video back he never realised how much the camera in the early days picked up, every instinct, every pull he felt.
Midoriya, who was sitting behind Bakugou, leaned forward and rubbed his shoulder. The girls squealed in excitement. “The fans often call you both, Mom and Dad, looking back, why do you think your dynamic worked so well?”
Bakugou opened his mouth to speak but closed it shortly afterwards. His eyes flicked to the crowd, to a spot that you would normally be standing in but you're not there. You are at home, watching him, while he is far away doing a comeback tour.
“Well it’s because y/n…” He cleared his throat sitting up more straight, “Because my wife always knew how to ground us, how to hold us together.”
Bakugou’s voice got caught in his throat. The microphone, the cameras, the fans had picked it up. Dead silence.
“Your…wife?” The interviewer questioned, his eyes widened. Kirishima put his hand to his mouth trying to hold back a laugh. Midoriya’s hand smacked his shoulder. Mina winced and looked away. Todoroki’s eyes shot to the roof. Denki instantly grinned. The room erupted in cheer. Bakugou lent back and put his hand over his eyes. Fuck
The audience erupted, Bakugou hearts pounded, he realised what he had just said. The secret you have both kept for four years, gone in an instant. All he could think about was you at home probably losing your mind.
You were currently at home, phone propped up watching as Bakugou froze onscreen, his eyes wide, jaw tight. Your eyes went wide too looking down at your dog, Zero, “Did he just…?”
You could hear Denki’s voice cut through the chaos, making a joke about it but you couldn’t help but collapse on the couch in laughter. Eight years of strict discipline, four years of careful wording and secrecy. Gone in an instant, on national tv.
Your phone began to buzz instantly, messages and comments flooding in from your socials. On screen you watched as Bakugou rubbed his hand down his face and slowly exhaled and looked into the camera and smiled, accepting his fate. As you read through all the comments.
#BakugouCallsY/NWife
“EIGHT YEARS TOGETHER??? HOW MANY WERE THEY MARRIED FOR?”
“Bakugou finally called her wifey :’)”
#AlphasBeingSimpsForOmegas
“Get you a man like him, my god!”
“OMG MOM AND DAD ARE MARRIED”
#NextGenPowerCouple
“They survived trainee hell together, of course they are married, trauma bonded!
#BakugouSpoilers
“DID HE JUST? BAKUGOU OMGGGGGGGGG
Meanwhile the moment the cameras were off, Bakugou stormed into the green room.
“Fuck,” He shouted to no one in particular.
“Well man, that’s one way to announce your marriage.” Kirishima said, not lifting his head from his phone. Bakugou glared at him as he placed his hands on his hips. “It's kinda…. Iconic.” Mina added, patting him on the shoulder.
NextGen’s manager approached him, expression tight but not angry. “You meant it,” She asked. Bakugou didn’t hesitate. “Yeah, leave it, ‘bout time.” The manager nodded and left the green room already planning the release of a statement to handle or press and liaise with your agency.
“She okay?” Todoroki asked the room. Bakugou looked at Todoroki then down at his phone. “She’s laughing.” He said.
Denki paused, “Wait? She posted!” he exclaimed.
All the members gathered around his phone. During Bakugou’s spiral and you had snapped a photo and uploaded it to your social media. It was your hand with both your engagement and wedding ring on, your hand placed on top of zero’s head with Bakugou's interview in the background with the caption, “My Husband is a dork, never been happier. #10846 #OmegaWins”
Kirishima laughed and patted his friend's shoulder, one by one they all left Bakugou staring at his phone. A text came in, it was a picture of you laughing with the caption. “I can’t believe Mr. Serious messed up.”
Bakugou replied instantly, “I hate you.”
Another text came in. “Love you too.”
Bakugou stared at the screen for a moment longer. His alpha preening at the casualness of you posting the rings online. The quiet way you claimed him publicly. He huffed, opening his own account. Bakugou rarely posted outside of NextGen things, nothing ever personal. He used this account for promotions, comeback teasers and performance clips.
This was different, maybe it was because he was missing you and how your scent lingered on him or maybe it was because the world finally knew the secret you both had been keeping.
Backugou scrolled through his camera roll and stopped on a photo he had taken. It was a photo he had taken just after you had gotten engaged. You were asleep in his lap, curled into his side. His hoodie draped over you, your hand resting on him, rings on proud display. It was domestic and quiet, it was your life together.
He hovered for a moment, thinking if he wanted to share this moment with Nexus. He hit post, no filter or edits just the photo and his captions, “She said yes, then drooled on me.”
The reactions from fans were instant, notifications exploded, comments came flying in. Bakuogu went to lock his phone but received a text.
“I DO NOT DROOL.”
Bakugou chuckled to himself, “I have the stains to prove it.”
His phone buzzed again, “Wow, can’t believe you outed me on main.”
He thought for a moment, normally Bakuogu would reply back and tease you so much, but something soft settled over him. Looking at the photo again, he opened your messages. “Miss you wifey.”
Three dots appeared quickly, your final message coming in. “Miss you too Husband, Hurry up and come home to me x”
The red carpet was chaotic. It was a swirl of glittering gowns and tuxedoes. Paparazzi shouting, their camera flashes lighting up the whole night. The air was thick of nerves, perfume, excitement, too many scents layered over one another. Bakugou hated it, he always had.
He stepped out of the car first, immediately scanning the area. His alpha sharpened, eyes tracking over all movement. He then turned, extending his hand to you.
Bakugou helped your hand tightly, but the moment your fingers curled around his, his scent deepened. His thumb brushed across your knuckles.
You stepped onto the carpet together. The crowds screams getting louder, phones lifted, reporters surges forward.
For the first time Y/n and Bakugou attended a major event as an openly married couple, no rumors, no speculation, but finally as married alpha and omega.
Your smile was bright, but Bakugou felt your nerves in his grip. “I’ve got you.” He whispered to you, looking up at him you winked. “I know.”
“Y/n, Y/N, Congratulations on the Oscar nomination!” A reporter called out, microphone extended to you “How does it feel to finally get this recognition?”
You step forward slightly, Bakugou moving with you automatically, half a step behind, one hand resting on your lower back.
“Thank you, it feels so surreal. From my trainee days to this. I could never have imagined it.”
Another reporter jumped in, seeing Bakugou behind you. “And your Husband, he’s been by your side all this time but how does it feel finally attending one of these together officially?”
Bakugou twitched at the questions but cleared his throat stepping in to answer. His alpha preening slightly at the word Husband. “Proud, Always.” Bakugou held his hand on your back and turned you away from them before more questions could be asked about your relationship.
More reporters shouted from the crowds.
“Was the reveal planned?”
“How long have you been married?”
“Having an actor, Omega, as a wife, does this cause issues?”
“Are you starting a family?”
“How many kits do you want?"
Your scent shifted slightly, not in distress but tense. Bakugou immediately stepped closer, his shoulder brushing yours. His scent wrapped around you, more deliberately giving a strong message to those around you to back off.
Mina watched from further down the carpet, immediately softened, Midroiya too, Both their omega instincts calming at the signal.
Inside the press line, the flashes continued. You stepped to the main photo area posing together. Bakugou’s hand rested at your waist, thumb unconsciously rubbing circles on your back.
A photographer called out.
“Bakugou look at your omega.”
He rolled his eyes but posed as they asked. Your smile widened.
“Y/n beautiful, Look up at your husband.” Bakugou’s expressions soften lightly.
As you moved to the press interview area, the band appeared from the opposite side. Kirishima clapped Bakugou on the shoulder. Denki wiggles his eyebrows.
Midoriya stepped closer to you, his nose tucked into your neck, “You look amazing.”
“Thank you, as do you.” You hugged him back.
Camera flashes continued, fans watching the red carpet life erupted online. News outlets reported on everything.
Bakugou Calls Y/n His Wife: Alpha/Omega Power Couple Breaks the Internet.
POWER COUPLE OR PR NIGHTMARE?
Oscar Night Couple Goals: NextGen’s Bakugou delights at Omega Y/n on red carpet
Omega Royalty Y/n Dazzles Carpet as Knight Bakugou Protects.
Should Idol’s be allowed to date? A look into other married couples in the industry.
Eight Years Strong: Everything We Know About the Secret Relationship Between Bakugou and Y/N.
ALPHA IDOL’S OSCAR APPEARANCE CONFIRMS MARRIAGE.
NextGen were about to head into another Press conference and he could tell this was going to be brutal. There was a constant push on questions about his life with you.
“How long have you been married?”
“Why did you keep it a secret?”
“When are you expecting a kits”
Bakugou’s jaw locked tighter before he could snap, Denki leaned into the mic and spoke first. “Okay but can we just talk about how talented y/n is? like hello? The youngest Omega to be nominated as a female lead? Y/n is well able to survive without him but lets do a quick poll. Does anyone here think Bakugou would survive without her? Look at him?”
Laughter rippled across the room, Bakguou shot a look at Denki but he only winked in response. Another reporter spoke again. “Bakugou, do you regret saying my wife on live television?”
Bakugou replied instantly, “NO.”
The room froze for a moment, everyone could tell the alpha was getting angry. “She is MY WIFE,” his voice was rough but steady, “Has been for years, I’m not apologizing for that. Stop asking about my marriage, my omega, my life, Nexus know I am private about my relationship and have been respectful since day one, this is something you media people need to learn.” Bakugou stood quickly and left the stage.
Later that night, you watched it all with feet tucked under Bakugou’s thigh, scrolling through all the memes, edits, and comments.
“They are calling you Husband of the year,” You say, head resting on the side of the couch looking at him. “Tck, I yelled at a camera,” He sighs, his head mimicking yours.
“They are saying you were protecting your pack, your omega.” You giggle.
“Media training gone, out the window.” He sighed, closing his eyes for a moment.
“Kats, you never paid attention to those lessons.” You teased, leaning forward, bringing your lips to his.
“tck, nerd.” He whispered back, kissing you.
The arena was electric, Fans screamed and NextGen moved insync, sharp movements. An unstoppable force.
Bakugou was center stage, every moment precise and commanding. As the lights dipped during his solo, Midoriya was supposed to run to him from behind, launching himself at the Alpha’s back. Originally this was yours and Bakugous dance but had been altered after all these years.
Bakugou could tell there was a shift in the energy tonight and as he turned to kneel on the ground, he noticed something in the wings of the stage.
As the beat changed, Bakugou spun and caught the omega in his arms but it wasn’t Midoriya. It was you, his wife. You were back from your long shoot from abroad and in his arms, dancing again.
“Wait, is that?” Denki murmured into his headset from the side stage. “Yep, messaged me yesterday,” Midoriya replied. Mina stopped mid-step, a smile spreading across her face.
The rest of NextGen made their way on stage, immediately breaking into the next song and choreo. The camera picked you up instantly, fancams zoomed in, fans screaming louder. The Internet already exploding.
Bakugou’s eyes widened the moment he saw you, partly with surprise but also with something deeper. A protective tension snapped over him. What no one knew was behind the perfect spin and synchroised choreo, was a tiny bump hidden beneath your loose clothing. The secret you both had been keeping and planned to keep. Laughing, you synced with the background dancers. Perfectly in rhythm.
Every hand off, every spin, every shared glance now carried extra weight between you two. The audience has no idea, but to Bakugou it wasn’t just precise choreo, it was all about keeping you safe, both of you. “You’re ridiculous.” He muttered as he passed you, “You’re supposed to stay focused.” You tease back, matching his step perfectly.
“Focus on what? My beautiful omega is here, nothing else is important.” You laughed softly, his shoulder gently bumping yours as you moved in sync. “Just gotta relive the old days for a moment before...” You reply, looking down. Bakugou sang into his headpiece, letting a large grin spread across his face.
For a moment, everything outside the circle you dance around each other melted away. There were no screaming fans, flashing cameras, or thousands of phones. It was just you two, like the old trainee days. When the song ended, you took your finale bow, the bow you never took all those years ago.
The arena noise echoed faintly throughout the hallway as the door clicked shit behind you. Silence. Bakugou’s alpha settled immediately now that you were both alone. The tension he held since you were on stage together dropped, his scent deepening. His arms wrapped around you instinctively, his hand slipped to your hip, thumb brushing over the fabric hiding the small bump beneath.
Hair damp with sweat, eye makeup slightly smeared, Adrenaline buzzing under your skin. “You’re insane Mama, you shouldn’t be dancing like that.” he said, smirking as he took a seat. “And sneaking onstage like that, what would’ve happened if I didn’t catch you?”
“I was careful and you caught me, like always.” You made your way to his lap, sitting, placing your legs on either side of his thighs. “You nearly screwed up your own choreo though.” You laugh, leaning forward placing a quick peck on his nose. He growled playfully, bringing his hands to your hips squeezing them gently. “Does anyone know?” He asked,
“No, just us. I just got back from shooting, haven’t seen the pack yet.” You replied, Bakugou’s scent deepened again, much softer now but possessiveness and pride mixing in.
Pecking his nose again. Bakugou leaned closer, pulling you to him, his head resting on your chest. “I love that, all these years and you still show me up.”
“Ack, you’d be lost without me.” Bakugou smirked, pulling back to look at you leaving one hand on your waist, the other coming to your front, placing it on your little bump. “Yeah…. Probably.”
A knock, sounded from the food. Both of you froze. Bakugou’s hand slipped away from your bump, his body shifting, placing himself in front of you, as you climbed off his lap. The knock came again. “Helllllloooo? Are you two alive in there?” Mina’s voice followed.
For a moment you both locked eyes with one another, knowing the secret was about to no longer be a secret. “Come in.” Bakugou exhaled.
Mina stepped in and immediately froze. Her omega instincts hit first. Her nose twitched, her eyes flicked to you, then narrowed. Her gaze then snapped to Bakugou’s then back to you.
“Why does it smell like mil…” She started but stopped mid sentence. Her eyes dropped to your stomach, then back up to you. Her eyes widened, Bakugou tensed and held his hand out to stop her. “OH MY GOD.”
Her hand trembled, tears filled her eyes. She took one step forward, breathing you in again, her omega instinct now screaming. The protective smell of an alpha around you with the underlying sweetness beneath it all, milk and vanilla.
“You’re…” She tried to start. Bakugou moved forward to stop her from shouting. “PREGNANT?!”
Mina launched herself at you, holding you tightly scenting you. Tears filled both your eyes. Bakugou threw his hands up and sighed. The hallway was quiet for a moment and then it wasn’t. Then three alphas scents hit all at once. Kirishima entered first, then Denki and then Todoroki.
“What happened?” Kirishima asked quickly, looking around the room. “Why are you screaming?” Denki asks, staring at Mina.
The alpha’s sniffed the air, “Why does it smell like kits…” Todoroki tried to say but was shoved out of the way by Midoriya. His omega instincts flaring from the moment you walked on stage. He reached for you instantly, taking you from Mina.
Denki’s eyes widened, “No way.”
Kirishima blinked and looked at Bakugou smiling, “No way bro!”
Midoriya’s eyes immediately watered, pulling back to look at you. You nodded slowly. “Three months.”
Denki closed the door, no one outside of the pack deserves to know yet. Todoroki lowered his voice. “...You threw yourself at him on stage and danced?”
Bakugou growled, “She’s not dancing again like that.” You chuckle and bat at his arm. Midoriya looked you over, assessing you. “Oh my god, you’re really having a baby, a kit!”
Mina wiped her eyes, holding her hand to her chest. Kirishima walked over to her, placing an arm around her. “You two are insane, secretly married and secretly pregnant.”
Bakugou groaned, “I hate this pack.” You lean towards him, Bakugou taking you into his arms again, a hand rested carefully on your stomach, His alpha settling.
Ten years of knowing each other, eight years mated, four years married, all the training, touring, rumors and chaos all lead to this moment. No one said it out loud, but the room had shifted. You weren’t just bandmates. You were pack and there was a new member coming.
A/N: Hey guys, little cute one here, tried something different with this, so I hope it worked! The next fic I have coming out for this idol series is a very heavy one, so I wanted to break it all up.
This is another part of the Idol!AU, as I have mentioned before this is not a continuation of the other Idol fic I have, they are all stand alones.
Summary: You and Bakugou were trainee's together. He debut in NextGen, you became an actress. You were both the alpha/omega 'IT' couple, but what happens when media trained Bakugou lets a big secret slip.
TAGLIST
MASTERLIST
Idol group - Mixed gendered and mixed 2nd gendered group called NextGen
Members - Bakugou, Kirishima, Denki, Mina, Midoriya, Todoroki.
Company they belong to - U.A Entertainment
Fan name - Nexus
Bakugou - Alpha - Debut with NextGen
Kirishima - Alpha - Debut with NextGen
Denki - Alpha - Debut with NextGen
Todoroki - Alpha - Debut with NextGen
Mina - Omega - Debut with NextGen
Midoriya - Omega - Debut with NextGen
Reader - Omega - Trainee > Actor
Jirou - Beta - Trainee > Producer
All seven members of NextGen were sitting in the broadcast studio, a sea of fans in front of them and the interviewer to the right. Three members sat in the front while the other four were perched on stools behind them. Bakugou sat closest to the interviewer.
The studio lights were too bright, baking into his shoulders, the leather in their comeback outfits making him even hotter. It irritated his alpha, already restless from the crowds.
Rolling his shoulders back he tried to put on a professional front. Denki waved and winked at Nexus’ when he could, making Bakugou roll his eyes. What an idiot.
Bakugou could feel the turn in the questions. It always happened, always went down this route.
“NextGen has been active for 10 years now, congratulations by the way,” He spoke, nodding to the group. “And Bakugou, you are one of the very few idols that date openly, your fans talk about how rare that is, how did this come about?”
The crowd reacted with a cheer and a faint “Mom and Dad.” could be heard shouted from the back.
Bakugou didn’t respond straight away, his gaze flitched to Kirishima. A flash of frustration poked through, Kirishima smiled knowing the alpha was fed up with these questions.
“UA. Entertainment took a gamble. It paid off, simple.”
The interviewer blinked, forcing a smile, clearly hoping for more.
Taking a breath, he continued. “Me and Y/N we were trainees together. From day one. Back in the UA Kidz days, she was always there in the background, in the videos, dance practices, behind the scene vlogs. Fans loved seeing us together. They shipped it.”
Mina snorted from behind him, “She roomed with Mina and Midoirya at the time. When we debuted as seven, she started acting. Figured out what she wanted and that was that.” Bakugou rolled his shoulders again.
“She stayed as one of our main dancers.”
Todoroki swallowed his chuckle, Kirishima didn’t. “Well, that’s a polite way to put it, he straight up refused to dance his solos with anyone else.”
The crowd erupted. Denki leaned forward toward a mic, “He was very dramatic about it.”
Bakugou's eyes snapped to the alphas to scowl at them, “Yeah, she’d been my mate since training, why would I want to be near another omega?” He muttered.
“She toured with us, about four years after our debut we head this big world tour, it kicked off in the US… that damn tour.” His tone darkened.
“She wasn’t there because of a top secret film she was in. Fans freaked out, thinking we had an argument that she left me. My rating tanked, and with that NextGen too.”
The interviewer raised his eyebrow, “So what happened?”
“Management gave us the green light to announce our relationship publicity. Protected NextGen, but more importantly it protected Y/N.” He glanced at the crowd as they cheered.
“Fans loved it.” Cheers echoed across the room.
“Now, it seems you are the ‘IT’ alpha-omega couple out there, how do you do it?.” The interviewer continued.
Bakugou hesitated for a moment, then answered “We’re happy, genuinely. Been together eight years now, best eight years of my life. My advice for fellow alphas out there, ignore the primal stuff that calls to you all the time and make your omega feel seen, respected.”
The interviewer smiled, “Before we move on, Nexus have prepared something and wanted us to show you.” Bakugou's eyes narrowed and NextGen looked at the monitor just behind the camera.
A montage began. Grainy trainee-era footage started to play. It was UA Kidz, you were all barely teens. You stood off to the side of the old practice room, hair pulled back, clapping your hands to the beats of the song.
“Midoriya breathe, You’re rushing again.”
Midoriya sat on the floor, frustrated, rubbing his ears. Bakugou stood nearby pacing like a wild animal. You crouched beside him, handing him water.
Cut
Mina was laughing hard, half collapsed in your shoulder while you fixed her mic pack. “Mom, tell Dad to stop yelling. “I am not yelling.” Bakugou shouted from off camera.
Cut
You stood in the dorms, checking the schedules taped to the wall, reminding everyone of call times for the following day. Everyone replied, Bakugou called out, “What about my call time.”
“Not happening blasty, you need to ice that ankle more, no call time for you tomorrow.” You replied, hands on your hips still looking at the wall. “I can still dance.” He replied, slowly you turned looking at Bakugou, your eyes squinting and you took in a deep breath. “Okay, okay, jeez I’ll rest tomorrow.”
Cut
Denki was half asleep on a couch in the old dorms, you walked over, placing your jacket over him and Bakugou stood in front of Todoroki adjusting his tie. “Stand up straight.” You whisper to todoroki as you pass.
Kirishima’s voice echoed off camera, “You are literally raising us, we are your children.”
Midoriya’s voice added, “Uh, mom and dad.”
Bakugou scoffed and turned to them, “Shut up.”
Cut
A staff member asked from behind the camera, “Who keeps everyone in line?”
Bakugou turned his head looking at you, “Her.” he answered.
You froze, “What?”
“You do,” Bakugou brushed your arm with his, “I just scare them.”
More moments continued to play out of your time with UA Kidz and eventually NextGen.
You handing Bakugou a towel without him asking.
You fighting with staff quietly on NextGen’s behalf.
You rubbing his back tenderly so he doesn’t explode.
Bakugou makes his way towards you at every moment, positioning himself near you always.
One of the last moments that played was you and Bakugou on one of the sofas in the training room, you had fallen asleep and rested your head on his shoulder. Bakugou let you rest and tucked himself around you. The rest of NextGen brusted into the room and Bakugou hushed them so they would not wake you.
All these hidden moments, all these years compiled into one. It made Bakugou miss you more, having you around him all time as a dancer. He shifted in his seat. His alpha stirred uneasily, too exposed.
The crowd were watching the video and him, it made him feel exposed for the first time in a long time. Being an idol, he knew how to protect himself and only allow people to see what he wanted them to see, but watching that video back he never realised how much the camera in the early days picked up, every instinct, every pull he felt.
Midoriya, who was sitting behind Bakugou, leaned forward and rubbed his shoulder. The girls squealed in excitement. “The fans often call you both, Mom and Dad, looking back, why do you think your dynamic worked so well?”
Bakugou opened his mouth to speak but closed it shortly afterwards. His eyes flicked to the crowd, to a spot that you would normally be standing in but you're not there. You are at home, watching him, while he is far away doing a comeback tour.
“Well it’s because y/n…” He cleared his throat sitting up more straight, “Because my wife always knew how to ground us, how to hold us together.”
Bakugou’s voice got caught in his throat. The microphone, the cameras, the fans had picked it up. Dead silence.
“Your…wife?” The interviewer questioned, his eyes widened. Kirishima put his hand to his mouth trying to hold back a laugh. Midoriya’s hand smacked his shoulder. Mina winced and looked away. Todoroki’s eyes shot to the roof. Denki instantly grinned. The room erupted in cheer. Bakugou lent back and put his hand over his eyes. Fuck
The audience erupted, Bakugou hearts pounded, he realised what he had just said. The secret you have both kept for four years, gone in an instant. All he could think about was you at home probably losing your mind.
You were currently at home, phone propped up watching as Bakugou froze onscreen, his eyes wide, jaw tight. Your eyes went wide too looking down at your dog, Zero, “Did he just…?”
You could hear Denki’s voice cut through the chaos, making a joke about it but you couldn’t help but collapse on the couch in laughter. Eight years of strict discipline, four years of careful wording and secrecy. Gone in an instant, on national tv.
Your phone began to buzz instantly, messages and comments flooding in from your socials. On screen you watched as Bakugou rubbed his hand down his face and slowly exhaled and looked into the camera and smiled, accepting his fate. As you read through all the comments.
#BakugouCallsY/NWife
“EIGHT YEARS TOGETHER??? HOW MANY WERE THEY MARRIED FOR?”
“Bakugou finally called her wifey :’)”
#AlphasBeingSimpsForOmegas
“Get you a man like him, my god!”
“OMG MOM AND DAD ARE MARRIED”
#NextGenPowerCouple
“They survived trainee hell together, of course they are married, trauma bonded!
#BakugouSpoilers
“DID HE JUST? BAKUGOU OMGGGGGGGGG
Meanwhile the moment the cameras were off, Bakugou stormed into the green room.
“Fuck,” He shouted to no one in particular.
“Well man, that’s one way to announce your marriage.” Kirishima said, not lifting his head from his phone. Bakugou glared at him as he placed his hands on his hips. “It's kinda…. Iconic.” Mina added, patting him on the shoulder.
NextGen’s manager approached him, expression tight but not angry. “You meant it,” She asked. Bakugou didn’t hesitate. “Yeah, leave it, ‘bout time.” The manager nodded and left the green room already planning the release of a statement to handle or press and liaise with your agency.
“She okay?” Todoroki asked the room. Bakugou looked at Todoroki then down at his phone. “She’s laughing.” He said.
Denki paused, “Wait? She posted!” he exclaimed.
All the members gathered around his phone. During Bakugou’s spiral and you had snapped a photo and uploaded it to your social media. It was your hand with both your engagement and wedding ring on, your hand placed on top of zero’s head with Bakugou's interview in the background with the caption, “My Husband is a dork, never been happier. #10846 #OmegaWins”
Kirishima laughed and patted his friend's shoulder, one by one they all left Bakugou staring at his phone. A text came in, it was a picture of you laughing with the caption. “I can’t believe Mr. Serious messed up.”
Bakugou replied instantly, “I hate you.”
Another text came in. “Love you too.”
Bakugou stared at the screen for a moment longer. His alpha preening at the casualness of you posting the rings online. The quiet way you claimed him publicly. He huffed, opening his own account. Bakugou rarely posted outside of NextGen things, nothing ever personal. He used this account for promotions, comeback teasers and performance clips.
This was different, maybe it was because he was missing you and how your scent lingered on him or maybe it was because the world finally knew the secret you both had been keeping.
Backugou scrolled through his camera roll and stopped on a photo he had taken. It was a photo he had taken just after you had gotten engaged. You were asleep in his lap, curled into his side. His hoodie draped over you, your hand resting on him, rings on proud display. It was domestic and quiet, it was your life together.
He hovered for a moment, thinking if he wanted to share this moment with Nexus. He hit post, no filter or edits just the photo and his captions, “She said yes, then drooled on me.”
The reactions from fans were instant, notifications exploded, comments came flying in. Bakuogu went to lock his phone but received a text.
“I DO NOT DROOL.”
Bakugou chuckled to himself, “I have the stains to prove it.”
His phone buzzed again, “Wow, can’t believe you outed me on main.”
He thought for a moment, normally Bakuogu would reply back and tease you so much, but something soft settled over him. Looking at the photo again, he opened your messages. “Miss you wifey.”
Three dots appeared quickly, your final message coming in. “Miss you too Husband, Hurry up and come home to me x”
The red carpet was chaotic. It was a swirl of glittering gowns and tuxedoes. Paparazzi shouting, their camera flashes lighting up the whole night. The air was thick of nerves, perfume, excitement, too many scents layered over one another. Bakugou hated it, he always had.
He stepped out of the car first, immediately scanning the area. His alpha sharpened, eyes tracking over all movement. He then turned, extending his hand to you.
Bakugou helped your hand tightly, but the moment your fingers curled around his, his scent deepened. His thumb brushed across your knuckles.
You stepped onto the carpet together. The crowds screams getting louder, phones lifted, reporters surges forward.
For the first time Y/n and Bakugou attended a major event as an openly married couple, no rumors, no speculation, but finally as married alpha and omega.
Your smile was bright, but Bakugou felt your nerves in his grip. “I’ve got you.” He whispered to you, looking up at him you winked. “I know.”
“Y/n, Y/N, Congratulations on the Oscar nomination!” A reporter called out, microphone extended to you “How does it feel to finally get this recognition?”
You step forward slightly, Bakugou moving with you automatically, half a step behind, one hand resting on your lower back.
“Thank you, it feels so surreal. From my trainee days to this. I could never have imagined it.”
Another reporter jumped in, seeing Bakugou behind you. “And your Husband, he’s been by your side all this time but how does it feel finally attending one of these together officially?”
Bakugou twitched at the questions but cleared his throat stepping in to answer. His alpha preening slightly at the word Husband. “Proud, Always.” Bakugou held his hand on your back and turned you away from them before more questions could be asked about your relationship.
More reporters shouted from the crowds.
“Was the reveal planned?”
“How long have you been married?”
“Having an actor, Omega, as a wife, does this cause issues?”
“Are you starting a family?”
“How many kits do you want?"
Your scent shifted slightly, not in distress but tense. Bakugou immediately stepped closer, his shoulder brushing yours. His scent wrapped around you, more deliberately giving a strong message to those around you to back off.
Mina watched from further down the carpet, immediately softened, Midroiya too, Both their omega instincts calming at the signal.
Inside the press line, the flashes continued. You stepped to the main photo area posing together. Bakugou’s hand rested at your waist, thumb unconsciously rubbing circles on your back.
A photographer called out.
“Bakugou look at your omega.”
He rolled his eyes but posed as they asked. Your smile widened.
“Y/n beautiful, Look up at your husband.” Bakugou’s expressions soften lightly.
As you moved to the press interview area, the band appeared from the opposite side. Kirishima clapped Bakugou on the shoulder. Denki wiggles his eyebrows.
Midoriya stepped closer to you, his nose tucked into your neck, “You look amazing.”
“Thank you, as do you.” You hugged him back.
Camera flashes continued, fans watching the red carpet life erupted online. News outlets reported on everything.
Bakugou Calls Y/n His Wife: Alpha/Omega Power Couple Breaks the Internet.
POWER COUPLE OR PR NIGHTMARE?
Oscar Night Couple Goals: NextGen’s Bakugou delights at Omega Y/n on red carpet
Omega Royalty Y/n Dazzles Carpet as Knight Bakugou Protects.
Should Idol’s be allowed to date? A look into other married couples in the industry.
Eight Years Strong: Everything We Know About the Secret Relationship Between Bakugou and Y/N.
ALPHA IDOL’S OSCAR APPEARANCE CONFIRMS MARRIAGE.
NextGen were about to head into another Press conference and he could tell this was going to be brutal. There was a constant push on questions about his life with you.
“How long have you been married?”
“Why did you keep it a secret?”
“When are you expecting a kits”
Bakugou’s jaw locked tighter before he could snap, Denki leaned into the mic and spoke first. “Okay but can we just talk about how talented y/n is? like hello? The youngest Omega to be nominated as a female lead? Y/n is well able to survive without him but lets do a quick poll. Does anyone here think Bakugou would survive without her? Look at him?”
Laughter rippled across the room, Bakguou shot a look at Denki but he only winked in response. Another reporter spoke again. “Bakugou, do you regret saying my wife on live television?”
Bakugou replied instantly, “NO.”
The room froze for a moment, everyone could tell the alpha was getting angry. “She is MY WIFE,” his voice was rough but steady, “Has been for years, I’m not apologizing for that. Stop asking about my marriage, my omega, my life, Nexus know I am private about my relationship and have been respectful since day one, this is something you media people need to learn.” Bakugou stood quickly and left the stage.
Later that night, you watched it all with feet tucked under Bakugou’s thigh, scrolling through all the memes, edits, and comments.
“They are calling you Husband of the year,” You say, head resting on the side of the couch looking at him. “Tck, I yelled at a camera,” He sighs, his head mimicking yours.
“They are saying you were protecting your pack, your omega.” You giggle.
“Media training gone, out the window.” He sighed, closing his eyes for a moment.
“Kats, you never paid attention to those lessons.” You teased, leaning forward, bringing your lips to his.
“tck, nerd.” He whispered back, kissing you.
The arena was electric, Fans screamed and NextGen moved insync, sharp movements. An unstoppable force.
Bakugou was center stage, every moment precise and commanding. As the lights dipped during his solo, Midoriya was supposed to run to him from behind, launching himself at the Alpha’s back. Originally this was yours and Bakugous dance but had been altered after all these years.
Bakugou could tell there was a shift in the energy tonight and as he turned to kneel on the ground, he noticed something in the wings of the stage.
As the beat changed, Bakugou spun and caught the omega in his arms but it wasn’t Midoriya. It was you, his wife. You were back from your long shoot from abroad and in his arms, dancing again.
“Wait, is that?” Denki murmured into his headset from the side stage. “Yep, messaged me yesterday,” Midoriya replied. Mina stopped mid-step, a smile spreading across her face.
The rest of NextGen made their way on stage, immediately breaking into the next song and choreo. The camera picked you up instantly, fancams zoomed in, fans screaming louder. The Internet already exploding.
Bakugou’s eyes widened the moment he saw you, partly with surprise but also with something deeper. A protective tension snapped over him. What no one knew was behind the perfect spin and synchroised choreo, was a tiny bump hidden beneath your loose clothing. The secret you both had been keeping and planned to keep. Laughing, you synced with the background dancers. Perfectly in rhythm.
Every hand off, every spin, every shared glance now carried extra weight between you two. The audience has no idea, but to Bakugou it wasn’t just precise choreo, it was all about keeping you safe, both of you. “You’re ridiculous.” He muttered as he passed you, “You’re supposed to stay focused.” You tease back, matching his step perfectly.
“Focus on what? My beautiful omega is here, nothing else is important.” You laughed softly, his shoulder gently bumping yours as you moved in sync. “Just gotta relive the old days for a moment before...” You reply, looking down. Bakugou sang into his headpiece, letting a large grin spread across his face.
For a moment, everything outside the circle you dance around each other melted away. There were no screaming fans, flashing cameras, or thousands of phones. It was just you two, like the old trainee days. When the song ended, you took your finale bow, the bow you never took all those years ago.
The arena noise echoed faintly throughout the hallway as the door clicked shit behind you. Silence. Bakugou’s alpha settled immediately now that you were both alone. The tension he held since you were on stage together dropped, his scent deepening. His arms wrapped around you instinctively, his hand slipped to your hip, thumb brushing over the fabric hiding the small bump beneath.
Hair damp with sweat, eye makeup slightly smeared, Adrenaline buzzing under your skin. “You’re insane Mama, you shouldn’t be dancing like that.” he said, smirking as he took a seat. “And sneaking onstage like that, what would’ve happened if I didn’t catch you?”
“I was careful and you caught me, like always.” You made your way to his lap, sitting, placing your legs on either side of his thighs. “You nearly screwed up your own choreo though.” You laugh, leaning forward placing a quick peck on his nose. He growled playfully, bringing his hands to your hips squeezing them gently. “Does anyone know?” He asked,
“No, just us. I just got back from shooting, haven’t seen the pack yet.” You replied, Bakugou’s scent deepened again, much softer now but possessiveness and pride mixing in.
Pecking his nose again. Bakugou leaned closer, pulling you to him, his head resting on your chest. “I love that, all these years and you still show me up.”
“Ack, you’d be lost without me.” Bakugou smirked, pulling back to look at you leaving one hand on your waist, the other coming to your front, placing it on your little bump. “Yeah…. Probably.”
A knock, sounded from the food. Both of you froze. Bakugou’s hand slipped away from your bump, his body shifting, placing himself in front of you, as you climbed off his lap. The knock came again. “Helllllloooo? Are you two alive in there?” Mina’s voice followed.
For a moment you both locked eyes with one another, knowing the secret was about to no longer be a secret. “Come in.” Bakugou exhaled.
Mina stepped in and immediately froze. Her omega instincts hit first. Her nose twitched, her eyes flicked to you, then narrowed. Her gaze then snapped to Bakugou’s then back to you.
“Why does it smell like mil…” She started but stopped mid sentence. Her eyes dropped to your stomach, then back up to you. Her eyes widened, Bakugou tensed and held his hand out to stop her. “OH MY GOD.”
Her hand trembled, tears filled her eyes. She took one step forward, breathing you in again, her omega instinct now screaming. The protective smell of an alpha around you with the underlying sweetness beneath it all, milk and vanilla.
“You’re…” She tried to start. Bakugou moved forward to stop her from shouting. “PREGNANT?!”
Mina launched herself at you, holding you tightly scenting you. Tears filled both your eyes. Bakugou threw his hands up and sighed. The hallway was quiet for a moment and then it wasn’t. Then three alphas scents hit all at once. Kirishima entered first, then Denki and then Todoroki.
“What happened?” Kirishima asked quickly, looking around the room. “Why are you screaming?” Denki asks, staring at Mina.
The alpha’s sniffed the air, “Why does it smell like kits…” Todoroki tried to say but was shoved out of the way by Midoriya. His omega instincts flaring from the moment you walked on stage. He reached for you instantly, taking you from Mina.
Denki’s eyes widened, “No way.”
Kirishima blinked and looked at Bakugou smiling, “No way bro!”
Midoriya’s eyes immediately watered, pulling back to look at you. You nodded slowly. “Three months.”
Denki closed the door, no one outside of the pack deserves to know yet. Todoroki lowered his voice. “...You threw yourself at him on stage and danced?”
Bakugou growled, “She’s not dancing again like that.” You chuckle and bat at his arm. Midoriya looked you over, assessing you. “Oh my god, you’re really having a baby, a kit!”
Mina wiped her eyes, holding her hand to her chest. Kirishima walked over to her, placing an arm around her. “You two are insane, secretly married and secretly pregnant.”
Bakugou groaned, “I hate this pack.” You lean towards him, Bakugou taking you into his arms again, a hand rested carefully on your stomach, His alpha settling.
Ten years of knowing each other, eight years mated, four years married, all the training, touring, rumors and chaos all lead to this moment. No one said it out loud, but the room had shifted. You weren’t just bandmates. You were pack and there was a new member coming.
A/N: Hey guys, this is a heavy one. If you are not comfortable with any of things mentioned above, please do not read.
This is another part of the Idol!AU, as I have mentioned before this is not a continuation of the other Idol fic I have, they are all stand alones.
Summary: Being a PA omega for idol group NextGen was a dream turned nightmare. After a traumatic event during a schedule, the pack step in pulling your back from panic, back from loosing yourself to your omega.
TAGLIST
MASTERLIST
Idol group - Mixed gendered and mixed 2nd gendered group called NextGen
Members - Bakugou, Kirishima, Denki, Sero, Jirou, Mina, Midoriya, Todoroki and Shinso.
Company they belong to - U.A Entertainment
Fan name - Nexus
Bakugou - Head Omega (Bonded to Midoriya)
Kirishima - Alpha ( Open )
Denki - Alpha / Idol Group Leader / Pack Leader (Bonded to Jirou)
Shinso - Alpha (Bonded to Todoroki)
Jirou - Omega (Bonded to Denki)
Mina - Beta (Bonded to Sero)
Sero - Beta (Bonded to Mina)
Midoriya - Alpha (Bonded to Bakugou)
Todoroki - Omega (Bonded to Shinso)
Being a personal assistant for idol group NextGen was, in many ways, a dream come true. But being an omega on top of that turned the dream into a nightmare. During your interview process you clicked instantly with Denki, pack alpha and group leader. By the end of the day you found yourself sitting in the dorms meeting everyone.
It was safe to say once you stepped through that door there was no leaving, your fate was sealed and you were happy for it to be.
Five years had passed, and after long schedules, you often found yourself staying in the dorms more than being in your own apartment, being near Kirishima as much as you could. There was an unspoken bond between you two. No one spoke about it or addressed it but NextGen and management knew you and Kirishima were bonded.
The car ride home was tense. Kirishima’s alpha took over completely, a growl escaping at every small irritation, every small movement. His hand gripping your thigh tightly. Bakugou sat beside you, his touch gentle as he checked you, while Denki barked orders through his phone, furious and threatening. Your hands on your neck, scratching at your scent glands.
You tried to recall the day in your mind, searching for the moment you went wrong and caused this. Between reality show filming, photoshoots, youtube interviews, the groups’ schedule had been relentless. You stood in the control room, watching NextGen alpha interviews wanting to be near Kirishima. It was at that moment, Denki was replying to a question, that’s when you noticed him, a member of the camera crew standing too close for your liking.
“Can I help you?” you asked.
“You can,” He replied, his voice dipping low. “How about a sweet omega like you come with me.” His voice shifted towards the end, trying to use his alpha command on you.
“Excuse me!” You spoke louder, willing yourself to not be affected.
He smirked at your strength and came closer, scenting you, pressing himself against your back.
“Come on, sweet little thing like you, would love to be with a strong alpha like me.” He spoke again, his lips brushed against your neck.
You begin to feel sick, your omega violently rejecting him. His scent clinged to your skin, dirty, disgusting, wrong, suffocating. Whimpering you try to pull yourself away, “Don’t move pretty.” He commands you again, you're frozen and tear stinging your eyes.
Then everything shifted. The alphas of NextGen stiffened, eyes snapping to you as the scent of a terrified omega fills the room. Kirishima was already on his feet, moving faster than everyone’s reaction. Bakugou emerged from the greenroom, where he had been with the other omegas and betas; it was where you should have been. He froze for a moment before sprinting to you.
Kirishima yanked you hard, tossing you into Bakugou’s arms before lunging at the stranger. Denki, Shinso and Midoriya charged forward aiding Kirishima as their instincts took over, ready to protect you, pack.
You weren’t sure what happened after the chaos. One moment you had been in the control room, the next Bakugou was guiding you towards the other omegas. Adrenaline coursed through your body, your omega screamed for Kirishima
It wasn’t until Kirishima’s hand brushed your thigh that you realized you were in the car. You flinched instinctively, your omega trying to protect you still. As the vehicle came to a quiet stop, Denki knelt in front of you, eyes filled with anger and concern. Your hands moved to your neck again, trying to scrub away his scent.
“I’m so sorry, omega.” He said, voice low so as to not frighten you. “He is never going to get near you. No one comes near my pack like that.”
Letting out a shaky laugh, attempting to lighten the tension and shift the focus off you, you place a hand on Denki’s cheek. “I’ve made such a mess, haven’t I?” Glancing at Bakugou and Kirishima, their protectiveness started to soften slightly.
“No, Omega,” Bakugou said firmly, his hand squeezing yours. “You did not cause any of this, what matters is you are safe and with us.”
Kirishima added, pulling you into his side. His voice was quiet but steady, “We’ve got you, you’re safe.” The warmth of his alpha presence washes over you, overwhelming your omega. Your vision blurred. A quiet sob left your lips.
Bakugou wants to pull you close to him but he knows better. Denki taps his knee and the pair leave the car. Kirishima holds you tight, his alpha purring to you trying to ease your mind and for the first time since the incident, you breathe.
The dorm was quieter than normal when you and Kirishima entered, Denki had cleared the space, no staff or outsiders, just pack. All of which had vacated the main living room, they were close by if needed but not so far that your omega would search for them. Kirishima did not let go of you once, afraid that you might disappear from him. Bakugou stayed close, his presence was steady as his omega had one clear instinct, soothe and protect.
Denki guided you towards the couch, “Sit.” His anger had dulled, replaced with pack leader energy.
You sank into the cushions, your hands at your neck again trying to scrub away the previous alpha. Bakugou stood behind you wrapping a blanket around your shoulders. Bakugou took your hands from your neck, stopping you from hurting your glands, and rubbed his own on your neck. Your omega calming with the safe smell of another omega, pack omega. You suddenly became aware how exhausted you were, your body and mind felt heavy. “I should probably get home.” You spoke.
The three pack members froze, “Out of the question, you are here tonight, tomorrow, the day after…” Bakugou spoke, his voice trailing off as he left for the kitchen. You looked up at Denki, who was sitting beside you, he only nodded, telling you that it was already decided.
Kirishima crouched in front of you, his hand hovered over your knee, you could see the struggle on his face as he was trying to figure out if he was allowed to touch you. You took his hand and placed it on your knee. His red eyes scanned your face and he stared into your eyes.
“You okay omega?” He asked softly.
“I…” Your voice caught in your throat. Words failed you and you shocked your head no, tears slowly filling your eyes. You started to bite your lip and looked up to the ceiling. The question broke something in you. Everything hit at once, the events of the day started to weigh heavy on you.
Bakugou re-entered the room and clicked his tongue softly, taking the seat beside you. He held out a hot cup of tea towards you. “Drink, it’ll help.” He muttered.
He sat closely to you, his hand resting on your shoulder and his thumb rubbing gently on your gland. “You don’t have to be okay right now, but you need to talk to us, when you are ready.” You looked at him and nodded, leaning towards him and resting on his shoulder, as a thank you.
Kirishima thumb brushed over your knee as you drank your tea, the hot liquid soothing your omega inside. “He didn’t hurt you did he?” The alpha questioned.
Taking a deep breath you look at him, “No…. well, not really, not physically but..” bringing your hand to your chest you began to rub it, like you were trying to help your omega. Kirishima’s jaw tightened, he stood up quickly, a growl rumbling from his chest.
Denki noticed instantly, “Calm.” He ordered.
“I am being Calm.” Kirishima shot back at his pack alpha. His voice strained.
You started to reach from him without thinking, Kirishima leaned to you immediately and pulled you up to him. Bakugou taking the cup from your hands. Kirishima picked you up, wrapping your legs around his waist. His forehead pressing against yours and you breathed in each other. His alpha let out a shaky breath. His alpha had been so angry and protective all evening folded and now seeked reassurance.
“I should’ve been there,” he whispered.
“You came, that’s what mattered Alpha.” You whisper back, kissing his nose softly. Kirishima turned with you in his arms and walked to his room. You needed rest and his alpha needed you in his den.
Denki watched the pair leave the room and looked at Bakugou, “Well, this changes things.”
Bakugou looked at the pack alpha, “What do you mean, we all know they are bonded?” He questioned.
“No more distance I mean, she needs to be here, here with pack officially.”
Bakugou nodded, "Should've been like that from the start.”
You wake earlier than usual, you spent most of the night just staring at the ceiling in Kirishima arms. You were tired but a normal level of tiredness you would feel working the long schedules with NextGen.
There was a shift across the dorms, you were now pack. Denki told the rest of the pack when you were brought to bed. Everyone was happy, it was how it was supposed to be.
You looked at Kirishima sleeping beside you and listened to the stillness, the calm. Using this moment you checked in with your omega, she feels calm, not restless or overwhelmed right now.
You slipped out of the bed carefully, Kirishima in his sleep tried to follow you but stopped when he shifted onto his front. Pulling on a dressing gown you made your way down the hall. The floor cool beneath your feet, The distant sound of chatter pulled you towards the kitchen. Lights on, kettle boiling, someone moving around, whispering. Midoriya stood at the counter, sleeves rolled up as he cut and prepared food. Todoroki sits near him at the table, a cup of coffee in his hands, his eyes half closed.
Standing for a moment you take a deep breath and enter the room. Neither of them were startled when you joined them, because they already knew you were standing in the hallway before entering.
“Morning,” Midoriya said with a grin across his face. “Good Morning.” Todoroki nodded. Your omega warmed at how normal and natural this feels. “Morning,” You replied. Midoriya gestured towards the table, “Take a seat, breakfast is incoming.”
You look at him for a moment. “I can help…” You try to say but are cut off by Midoriya. “You can, but I don’t want you to.” He smiles. Todoroki adds, “It’s your first official day as pack, let us spoil you, yeah?”
You smile and nod at the fellow omega. “You’re calmer.” He speaks again as your take the seat beside him. “I think I am.” You reply and look outside the window. Silence settles over you all, not awkward but comfortable.
The sound of heavy footsteps, bound down the hallway. You look up and see Kirishima, his hair messy, his shirt half on and immediately stills when he makes eye contact with you. Relief flashes across his face and is replaced with a huge smile.
“You’re up early.” He says, his voice rough with sleep still. You hum, “So are you.”
Kirishima steps into the kitchen, and comes straight to you. His hand finds your shoulder, rubbing it gently before he sits on the chair next to you. He is fully turned to you and brings his forehead to yours and breathes you in. “Morning.” He whispers, you chuckle back at him. “Morning.”
Midoriya places a plate of food in front of you, Kirishima reaches to steal something off your plate but Midoriya smacks his hand away and points to the kitchen. Kirishima shakes his head and stands kissing your forehead and leaves to find food.
The room feels warmer, another set of footsteps enter the hall and into the kitchen. Denki with Jirou right behind him. “Why is everyone awake so early?” He muttered, rubbing his eyes and he looks out at everyone.
He sees you, sitting at the table. His shoulders dropped a fraction. Jirou moves past him, her hand brushing his shoulder. “Morning newbie.” He says more awake, a smile breaking out across his face. “You beat us.” Jirou adds.
“Morning Cap'n" You reply and shake your head. Denki makes his way across the room, his hand on your shoulder as he passes, it was brief but intentional. Jirou sat across from you, her chin resting on his hand. “You look better.”
“I do?” You question.
“Yeah, much calmer.” She smiles and looks at Denki. “Good,” he mutters. Kirishima joined your side again, tucking into his plate of food. Another set of footsteps entered the hall, Bakugou.
Midoriya had noticed before anyone else and had already grabbed another plate. Bakguou stood at the door, his eyes immediately locking onto you.
“Move,” he mutters, nudging Kirishimas. The alpha stood taking his plate with him. Bakugou sat down instantly and pulled you to him. Tucking you into his neck, you breathed him in and he began to scent you. This was normal for you two, and when he pulls away he holds your chin and looks into your face to see if there is any level of unease. He nods, happy with himself as Midroiya hands him a plate of food, their fingers brushing one another.
The room slowly fills with more of the pack. Sero and Mina bring the sounds of laughter and teasing. Shinso appeared last, silent as always. Voices overlapped one another, plates and cutlery clinked softly. Denki’s eyes glancing your way, Bakugou shouting across at the other members, Todoroki talking about the day's schedule. Kirishima stood behind you, his hand grounding you.
You sit there surrounded by love, by pack.
It had been three days. Three days since the incident. Three days since Kirishima smiled properly. Your omega picked up on it first, it was subtle at first. He was more alert, he held you tighter when a non pack member came near you. He had moments of silence where normally it would be filled with his beautiful laugh.
The gym smelled wrong from the moment you stepped inside. Too heavy, too sharp, an alpha in distress. A loud crack echoed across the room, a punching bag swung violently as the chains rattled while Kirishima drove his fists into it again, again and again.
“Eijirou..”
“Don’t” He barked across the room, it came out sharp and angry. It was not directed at you but it still made your omega flinch, Kirishima had noticed.
His back was still to you, his breath heavy as his shoulders tensed. His fist clenched tight, he knuckles raw and starts to split.
“I should’ve been there.” He growled.
You chest tightened, your omega whimpered as the distress you were causing the alpha still. “You wer..”
“NOT FAST ENOUGH.” He shouted, followed by one final punch. The chain snapped, the bag crashing to the floor. Silence followed, he took a deep breath and slowly turned to you. You eyes locked onto his, you omega whimpering again unsure what to do, to fix it.
You stepped closer, Kirishima held out his hand, stopping you.
“Eijirou.”
“I let it happen,” His voice low, almost a whisper.
“You didn’t.” You answer instantly. Kirishima shook his head, dragging his hand through his hair before resting it on his hip.
“I did.” His eyes flickered from your eyes to your neck. You hadn't realised your fingers were there again, scratching lightly at your glands. Bakugou had been keeping an eye on you. Scenting you which helped a lot. Guilt filled his eyes and he looked away.
“I am supposed to protect you,” He said, voice cracking. “Thats my job, it’s what I am supposed to do.”
Your omega whimpered again and took another step closer to him, “You are not just..”
“I failed you.” Kirishima dropped his head. His alpha whimpered at his admittance to you. The room is filled with sadness, guilt, anger, pressure, stress. None of which was directed at you but all of it crushing him.
“Eiji.” You whisper. His eyes snapped to yours the moment you step forward.
“You shouldn’t.” Tears started to fill the alpha’s eyes. “I’m not scared of you, not now, not ever.”
The words stopped him, he let out a shaky breath. You reached for him by placing a hand on his chest. His heart was racing under your touch. “I’m here, with you.”
“You shouldn’t be, I’m not good.” he whispered, “Not when I’m like this, I’m not….”
“Then come back to me.” You whisper back to you, you reach to him and place a gentle kiss to his nose. You both stood in the silence, then his shoulders dropped, his breath hitched.
Your omega pushed forward, a quiet purr slipping free, soft and soothing reaching for him. “You didn’t fail me, you saved me Eiji.” That broke him, a sob tore through his chest as he pulled you into his arms, wrapping himself around you tightly. “I was too late.” He muttered into your neck, kissing it softly at your injury.
“You came for me, that’s what matters.”
You both stood there, not saying anything, just holding each other. Every second putting Kirishima back together.
The door opened behind you. You didn’t turn but you felt them, Bakugou and Denki stepped in but stopped when they saw the two of you. Being pack leaders they knew something was going on with the red headed alpha but when they saw him, they saw the way you held him together. They knew they did not need to worry anymore.
“He’s finally calming down,” Denki said quietly as the pair backed out of the room. Bakugou crossed his arms, “Yeah, shitty hair’s blaming himself again.”
Kirishima pulled back just enough to look at you, his hands coming up to cup your face. You smiled softly. The alpha returned the smile, a purr rumbling his chest. You omega answered instantly.
“Hi Alpha.” You whispered.
“Hello omega,” He replied, bringing his lips to yours.
The dorm was quiet today. NextGen had a few days off given to them by management to allow the pack to settle with a newest official member. It was quiet, too quiet.
Your omega was unsettled, you did not realise what you were doing at first as you stood in the bathroom, staring at your reflection. Your reflection catches you off guard, your eyes drop to your neck. Taking a step closer you look at your neck, there's nothing there anymore. All healed, no marks or bruises, but you can still feel it. You lift your hand, bringing it to your neck. Fingers pressing into skin. Your omega snaps beneath the surface. Wrong. Dirty.
The words slam into you, your omega whimpering taking your breath away. You scrub at your skin, hard, harder than what you mean too. Your nails start to break the skin, harsh against your glands.
“I said don’t move.” he growls.
You choke on the memory, panic flooding your system. Your omega panicking, instincts trying to take over, you are frantic, clean it. Get it off. Make it stop….
Get it off,
Get it off,
Get it off,
Get it off,
Get it off,
Your breathing became uneven, tears poured down your face. Your hands wouldn’t stop.
“Hey….y/n..” Bakugou pushed the door open. In the next second he was there grabbing your wrists, pulling your hands from your neck.
“Stop ‘mega.”
You shake your head, trying to get your hands free. “I can’t, I can’t…” You repeat over and over again, thrashing in his arms to get free. Bakugou can sense your panic, “You can.” He says louder, trying to get you to look at him and breathe in his pheromones.
“It’s still there, I can still feel him.” You sob, voice breaking. Your omega reacts badly and out of control, trying to get at your neck. Bakugou tightens his grip on you, he dragged you down with him to the floor, using his legs to pin you in place.
You rip a hand free, nails dragging against your skin breaking the surface. Bakugou swears, grabbing your arm again, you're not responding to him. His omega is distressed but he pushes it down. You're not here really, he needs to pull you back.
“Oi..” He raises his voice. “Look at me.” Your breathing it too fast, your vision blurry with tears, your omega spiraling. “It won’t come off.” You choke out, trying to catch your breath but you can’t.
Bakugou can see the panic, feel how frightened you are. He realised there is nothing he can do, you won’t respond to his omega. He can’t pull you out of it. “Shit…” He mutters to himself.
You can’t breath, you gasp in his arms still struggling against his grip. You’re screaming in his arms, “GET IT OFF…” Your voice cracking in desperation. Bakugou falters, his heart breaking.
There's movement in the hallway, Bakugou looks up and Midoriya appears. He takes one look at you, at Bakugou. He goes to take a step into the room to help,
“Kats…”
Bakugou does not let him finish, “Get Kirishima, Denki, NOW.” He barks at his alpha. Midoriya moves instantly, sensing the panic in his omega’s voice. Bakugou turns back to you after he watches the alpha sprint down the hallway. Frustration floods his systems, not at you, never at you but himself. “Oi, stay with me.” He mutters, trying again, still gripping your wrists to stop them from going to your neck. You’re shaking hard in his arms, muttering the same sentences over again.
Heavy footsteps thunder down the hall, Kirishima doesn’t stop in the doorway. He enters and crosses the room in seconds. “Hey, hey, y/n.” His voice is rough and calming, his alpha surging at the sight of you. Your omega reacts instantly. You lunge for him, Bakugou lets your wrists go.
Kirishima catches you immediately, wrapping his arms around you pulling you tight. You bury yourself in his shirt, your breathing still uneven, hands twitching like they don’t know what to do, to stay on Kirishima or go for your neck. The panic over the room shifts.
“It won’t go away, I can’t get him off.” You choke into his chest. “I know” He whispers back, his hand at the back of your head, rubbing it softly. You flinch in his arms as you have just sensed Denki standing at the door. Denki steps in, “Easy guys, It’s okay Bakugou I got this, you did good.” He holds out his hand to the other blonde, helping him to his feet.
“She wouldn’t stop.” He mutters, Denki places a hand on his shoulder, “I know.” Bakugou takes a step out the room towards Midoriya.
Kirishima holds you tight against him. His heart racing, Denki notices immediately. He needs to soothe the alpha and help him bring your back. “Eijirou.” Denki speaks, crouching down to his level.
Kirishima stiffens slightly. “I’ve got her.” He speaks quickly.
“I know you do.” He replies calmly. “So breathe.”
Kirishima looks at Denki, and exhales, his breathing uneven. Your omega notices something is wrong, your grip tightening again and your breathing spiking. Denki shakes his head. “Not like that.”
“I’m trying,” Kirishima’s jaw tightens. “Match her breathing, not your panic” Kirishima takes pause, looking at the other alpha. He nods slightly towards you. Kirishima eyes drop to yours, he looks at your breathing and can see you are trying your hardest. He starts to adjust his.
A slower inhale, a slower exhale. At first your omega hesitates but then follows. Your grip on his shirt loosens. “That’s it.” Denki encourages. Kirishima does not respond as he is too focused on you. His hands find a way to your neck, you flinch faintly. Kirishima pulls his hand away immediately. Denki watches closely. “Let her feel you.” He says quietly.
His hand rests on your shoulder, the other around your waist. You are curled on his lap, head tucked into his chest. He waits for you. Your omega shifts then settles, breathing beginning to return to a normal level.
“That’s it, she’s coming back.” Denki smiles, putting his hand on Kirishima’s shoulder. Kirishima nods. “I’ve got you, now and always.” He murmurs, placing a kiss on your head. “I’m right here,”
Your hands stop shaking, your shoulders drop, the tension starts to leave you. Kirishima feels it and relief hits him hard. His grip tightens over slightly on you. “Easy, alpha.” Denki warns, Kirishima relaxes and releases a breath forcing his alpha to let ease up.
Shifting in his arms, you tilt your head back to look at him. Your body is tired, “I’m okay.” You whisper. He shakes his head at you. “You don’t have to be.” You nod at the alpha and tuck yourself back into his neck. Denki watches the two of you and finally relaxes. He senses the room, “She’s stable, take her back to you den okay.” Denki says and he gets up to leave.
Denki looks over his shoulder one last time as he enters the hall. You are safe with Kirishima, no longer a danger to yourself, he knows the alpha will look after you tonight. Denki runs a hand through his hair. The tight feeling in his chest started to ease up. He knows he doesn’t have to walk far. Jirou is exactly where he expects her to be.
Leaning against the wall with her arms crossed. “Well?” She questions. Denki takes a deep exhale. “She’s okay, for now.” Jirou nods at his answer, looking the alpha in the eye. “You’re not.”
Denki huffs quietly, rolling his eyes. “I’m fine.”
Jirou raises an eyebrow at him, not impressed. “Denks.” She says softly, reaching for him. That’s all it takes, Denki drops his shoulders. “They're both a mess.” he admits quietly.
Jirou takes his hand in hers, “And you?” She asks, Denki does not reply for a moment. “I’ll be fine.”
Jirou tries to push him for a longer answer but he doesn’t say anymore. “You don’t have to hold it all in by yourself.”
Denki lets out a breath, “I had to keep him steady, if he lost it, then she would spiral again.” He admits. Jirou pulls the alpha to her, he responds and wraps his arms around her. “You did good.”
Denki pulls back to look at her face, there's no hesitation in her voice. He rubs his hands down her arms, lacing his fingers loosely in hers. His alpha preens at her comments, Denki smiles. She brings one of his hands to chest, to feel her heart beat and breath, both steady, both calm.
“You always know what to do.” He brings a head down and places a kiss on the top of her head.
Bakugou watches quietly as Denki and Jirou walk hand in hand down the hallway. Midoriya is leaning on the doorframe watching his omega, he’s too quiet for his liking. The soft whispers of Kirishima and y/n, cause Bakugou’s head to turn towards the now closed door.
Bakugou doesn’t move, he is just standing there. His jaw clenched tight, the air does not seem right to him. Panic and fear slowly leave the area, the faint smell under it all is failure. Bakugou’s failure. He closes his eyes for a second and takes a deep breath, he is replying the morning in his head seeing if he missed a moment, any moment that you were spiraling and he did not notice. Midoriya knows not to say anything, he knows his omega.
He could not pick up any moment, “Fuck,” He mutters under his breathe. He runs his hands through his hair and starts to pace in front of Midoriya.
He is pack omega, head omega. Bakuogu knows it is his responsibility to heal, protect and handle these moments in the pack and he didn’t. “I missed it, I let her get that bad.” He admits, stopping in his pacing.
In a moment Midoriya is on him, his voice cutting through Bakugou’s spiral. “Don’t say that omega.”
Bakugou refuses to look at Midoriya, “She was off this morning and I did nothing, It’s my fault.” Midoriya does not respond. Instead he takes a step towards him, “You helped, stepped in when you needed to.”
Bakugou’s jaw tightened again, “No, I didn’t.” His red eyes lock onto Midoriya’s anger radiating off him.
“You stopped her from hurting herself more, you knew that your omega couldn’t reach her, she needed her alpha, and you knew that.” Midoriya brought his hands to the omega’s face, his eyes scanning over it trying to get him to listen to his words and believe them.
“I’m supposed to handle it.” Bakugou admits, quieter this time. Midoriya exhales, “You’re not supposed to do it all alone.” Bakugou rolls his eyes, “Hey, you know I’m right, it's your instinct, not your burden.” Midoirya replies softly.
“I couldn’t get to her.” Bakugou whispers, dropping his shoulders. “You weren’t meant to.” Midoriya admits. Bakugou frowns and tries to pull away. “You made the right call, you stopped her from hurting herself, you didn’t freeze, ignore her or walk away.” Midoriya paused, his hand on Bakugou’s chin, forcing him to look at him. “You stayed, and held her until help came, that’s what a pack omega does.” Midoriya pulled Bakugou’s chin forward, bringing their lips together.
“She was panicking.” Bakugou mutters when he pulls away.
“I know.” Midoroya nodded.
“I hate that I couldn’t be the one to stop it.” Bakugou admits, dropping his head onto Midroiya’s shoulder. “I know omega.” Midoriya wraps his arms around Bakugou, the pair swaying side to side, in the quiet.
“She’s… she’s okay yeah?” Bakugou whispers into Midoriya's neck.
Midoriya chuckles, “You know she is, Kirishima has got her and Denki helped him.” Midoriya pulls Bakugou with him as they leave the hall heading for Midoriya’s den. Bakugou watches the door as he leaves, knowing deep down you are going to be okay and next time he’ll catch you before it gets too far.
The pack's days off had finished, it was time for them to return to work. Half the pack was out at schedules and meetings. You were given an extended time off due to the attack and lingering effects it had on your omega.
The absence in the pack can be felt by you. Your omega does not like it. You are sitting on the couch, knees pulled up your hands resting on them. The TV is on, you stare at it but taking in nothing. Your fingers start to drift upward slowly. Hovering near your throat, your breathing grows shallow.
Across the room Denki pauses, he had been heading towards the kitchen, his phone in hand answering emails but the shift in the air stops him.
You’re too still and uneasy. He notices your hand hovering near your neck and how you stare out at nothing. Denki does not call out as he doesn’t want to startle you. Instead he walks over to Bakugou.
“Katsuki.” The blonde looks up at the alpha from the armchair, he follows Denki’s gaze and sees you. His omega goes on alert and is already moving before Denki can speak more.
Bakugou drops down in the seat beside you. “Hey ‘mega.”
You flinch slightly as you had not noticed him approaching. Your finger twitched and Bakugou gently took your hands in his. Your breath catches in your throat. “Stay with me, yeah?”
Your eyes lock onto his, tears filling them. “I can still feel…” Bakguou does not let you finish. “I know.”
Your omega whimpers, your fingers holding him tightly. Behind you Denki watches carefully. He does not step in, he doesn’t need to. It’s Bakugou's role but he is nearby if he is needed. “You’re not there, you’re here.” Bakugou says quietly.
Your breathing wobbles, you are not panicking which is a good sign but both alpha and omega know you are close. Bakugou glances up at Denki, the alpha gives a small nod.
Bakugou stands, “C’mon.” You don’t resist him when he pulls you to your feet and guides you down the hallway.
Denki watches you both go, knowing that Bakugou has caught you and does not need Kirishima to come home.
Bakugou leaves the door ajar as he brings you into his room, his omega nest. You pause as Bakugou lets go of your hand and begins to prep the rest of the room. He turns off the lights, opting for the fairylights, he closes the blinds and turns on the room heater.
He looks up at you standing there, and gently guides you to the center of the nest. “Sit.”
Immediately you curl into the blankets, you omega responding quietly. Bakguou sits beside you, close enough that your shoulders touch. His back is resting against the bedframe, and moment by moment you sink further into the blankets laying your head on his lap.
Your hand lifts again unconsciously but Bakugou catches it, bringing it to his lips giving it a kiss. “Not today.” He whispers. “You’re okay.” You hum in response, he gently pulls on one of the soft blankets and wraps it around you. The familiar scent of pack settles around you. Your breathing starts to ease out.
“Thank you.” You whisper back, after a moment. He huffs at you, “Tch, don’t have to thank me.” Your eyes close slowly, exhausting creeping in.
The dorm is quiet when Kirishima arrives home. He kicks off his shoes automatically. His alpha is restless after his long day. He had messaged you multiple times but had not responded. In the distance he could hear Mina laughing, Denki on a call and someone else on a live video with Nexus. He inhales, trying to get a sense of the den. There's an undertone of panic and an old linger smell of you and Bakugou.
His instinct tells him to follow the smell and not the voices. Kirishima finds himself at Bakugou’s nest, the door slightly ajar. Gently he pushes it open, the sight stills his alpha.
You’re curled deep in Bakugou’s nest, wrapped in blankets. Your breathing even, face pressed into Bakugou’s lap. Bakugou is still sitting up straight, one hand resting on your head, the other holding a novel.
Bakugou looks up, their eyes meeting a silently understanding passing between them. Kirishima knows what happened today already, he didn’t need to ask.
Your breathing shifts, as your omega can sense your alpha. “...Eiji..” You lift your head, eyes half open. He’s beside you in seconds, kneeling near the nest, knowing he doesn’t have Bakugou’s permission. You shift toward him without thinking, pushing out of the blankets. He reaches for you, hand resting on your side. “You okay?”
You nod, “Almost spiraled.” He jaw tightened but wills his alpha to calm. “You didn’t though.”
You shake your head slightly, “Kats caught it.” Kirishima glances at Bakugou, a silent thank you between the pair. Bakugou starts to shift on the bed, you move yours off his lap and closer to Kirishima’s arm. When Bakugou stands he nods at Kirishima, giving him permission to enter.
The pack omega knows he should tell Kirishima to bring you to his den but he can’t seem to want to let you out of his nest. In an instant, Kirishima enters, pulling you to him. Tension melting away from the bonded pair. “Missed you,” You mumbled to him.
“Missed you too silly.”
Bakugou watches the pair, his expression softens. He is satisfied that you are now fully grounded, his omega relaxing at what a good job he had done. “You did good omega.” Kirishima says, looking up at Bakuogu. The blonde rolls his eyes, "Obviously, shitty hair.”
You shift deeper into Kirishima touch, eyes closing and drifting off to sleep.
“She’s settled.” Bakugou says as he rests against the door. Kirishima nods, looking down at your sleeping face, his finger tracing over it gently.
“I hate that I can’t stop it.” He admits, taking a breath.
Bakugou sighs at the alpha, “You’re not supposed to shitty hair.” Kirishima glances at him. Bakugou gestures towards you, “She’s working through it.”
Kirishima looks down at you once more, your breathing steady. “She’s trying to.” Bakugou nods in agreement. “It’ll take time. Yesterday she even stopped herself from a spiral.”
Kirishima’s eyes flick up. “What?” he questions.
Bakugou keeps his voice low, as he takes a step towards the end of the bed, taking a seat. “In the kitchen yesterday, she stopped herself, I didn’t need to step in.”
Kirishima loosens his shoulders, “Really?” His expression is much softer than before. Bakugou looks at your face. “Yeah.. she’s much stronger than she thinks, but as you know, it’ll take time.” The pair sit quietly watching you as you sleep in Kirishima’s arms.
In the distance the front door opens again, a loud racket follows. “And, that would be my Alpha.” Bakugou gets to his feet and Kirishima chuckles. “We’ll be in his den tonight, stay here with her okay? The scent of the whole pack seems to calm her quicker.” Kirishima nods and settles down more into the nest.
Kirishima begins to purr, your omega responding in your sleep.
As Bakugou turned to leave, he walked straight into Sero who had been lingering in the hallway. The clash of omega and beta causes Kirishima to laugh. The soft rumble from Kirishima's chest made your eyes flutter open. “You woke her up.” Bakugou scolds the beta, batting at his arm.
“Maybe you need to look where you are going.” Sero responds by pushing himself into the room. Before Bakugou can reply, the door opens wider. Denki steps in first, Jirou just behind him. “Look who's finally awake!” he says out loud, jumping into Bakugou’s nest.
Bakugou lifts his hand, ready to shout and point at the Alpha but instantly Midoriya wraps his arm around the omega, stopping him. You manage a small smile, your heart warming at the sight of the pack's faces. The sounds of footsteps grow as more of the pack tumble into Bakugou’s room.
Todoroki, Shinso, Mina all enter in one by one, joining the rest of the pack. Their presence fills the room and your heart. You swallow the lump forming in your throat as you look at the pack around you. The feeling of anxiety, the attack… were still there but the pack presence acted like a shield, protecting you.
As the pack settled into the room, half in the rest the other taking the floor or just standing. All talking about their day or funny moments from the past. You felt tears prick at the corner of your eyes but not of panic but of relief. Your omega had survived, your pack held you tightly and guided you back. You could feel the collected warmth of every alpha, beta and fellow omega in the room surrounding you. You were not just protected, you were loved and that love was something you could lean on.
For the first time you understood, the healing from what happened was not about erasing it or just forgetting about it and moving on but it was about learning to breathe through the fear, to trust yourself and to trust your pack around you.
A small smile broke out across your face as you listened to Mina animated story, your omega purring and giving out happy pheromones. Bakugou and Kirishima exchanged a quiet look at one another, they would both be there for you always, they would pick you up and guide you until your omega knew her strength again. Denki watches them, a proud smile across his face. He locked eyes with Jirou who raised her eyebrow at the alpha, a look of I told you so.
Wrapped in the warmth of your pack, surrounded by family. For the first time in a lon while you felt the weight of what happened lift from your shoulder.
A/N: Hey guys, this is a heavy one. If you are not comfortable with any of things mentioned above, please do not read.
This is another part of the Idol!AU, as I have mentioned before this is not a continuation of the other Idol fic I have, they are all stand alones.
Summary: Being a PA omega for idol group NextGen was a dream turned nightmare. After a traumatic event during a schedule, the pack step in pulling your back from panic, back from loosing yourself to your omega.
TAGLIST
MASTERLIST
Idol group - Mixed gendered and mixed 2nd gendered group called NextGen
Members - Bakugou, Kirishima, Denki, Sero, Jirou, Mina, Midoriya, Todoroki and Shinso.
Company they belong to - U.A Entertainment
Fan name - Nexus
Bakugou - Head Omega (Bonded to Midoriya)
Kirishima - Alpha ( Open )
Denki - Alpha / Idol Group Leader / Pack Leader (Bonded to Jirou)
Shinso - Alpha (Bonded to Todoroki)
Jirou - Omega (Bonded to Denki)
Mina - Beta (Bonded to Sero)
Sero - Beta (Bonded to Mina)
Midoriya - Alpha (Bonded to Bakugou)
Todoroki - Omega (Bonded to Shinso)
Being a personal assistant for idol group NextGen was, in many ways, a dream come true. But being an omega on top of that turned the dream into a nightmare. During your interview process you clicked instantly with Denki, pack alpha and group leader. By the end of the day you found yourself sitting in the dorms meeting everyone.
It was safe to say once you stepped through that door there was no leaving, your fate was sealed and you were happy for it to be.
Five years had passed, and after long schedules, you often found yourself staying in the dorms more than being in your own apartment, being near Kirishima as much as you could. There was an unspoken bond between you two. No one spoke about it or addressed it but NextGen and management knew you and Kirishima were bonded.
The car ride home was tense. Kirishima’s alpha took over completely, a growl escaping at every small irritation, every small movement. His hand gripping your thigh tightly. Bakugou sat beside you, his touch gentle as he checked you, while Denki barked orders through his phone, furious and threatening. Your hands on your neck, scratching at your scent glands.
You tried to recall the day in your mind, searching for the moment you went wrong and caused this. Between reality show filming, photoshoots, youtube interviews, the groups’ schedule had been relentless. You stood in the control room, watching NextGen alpha interviews wanting to be near Kirishima. It was at that moment, Denki was replying to a question, that’s when you noticed him, a member of the camera crew standing too close for your liking.
“Can I help you?” you asked.
“You can,” He replied, his voice dipping low. “How about a sweet omega like you come with me.” His voice shifted towards the end, trying to use his alpha command on you.
“Excuse me!” You spoke louder, willing yourself to not be affected.
He smirked at your strength and came closer, scenting you, pressing himself against your back.
“Come on, sweet little thing like you, would love to be with a strong alpha like me.” He spoke again, his lips brushed against your neck.
You begin to feel sick, your omega violently rejecting him. His scent clinged to your skin, dirty, disgusting, wrong, suffocating. Whimpering you try to pull yourself away, “Don’t move pretty.” He commands you again, you're frozen and tear stinging your eyes.
Then everything shifted. The alphas of NextGen stiffened, eyes snapping to you as the scent of a terrified omega fills the room. Kirishima was already on his feet, moving faster than everyone’s reaction. Bakugou emerged from the greenroom, where he had been with the other omegas and betas; it was where you should have been. He froze for a moment before sprinting to you.
Kirishima yanked you hard, tossing you into Bakugou’s arms before lunging at the stranger. Denki, Shinso and Midoriya charged forward aiding Kirishima as their instincts took over, ready to protect you, pack.
You weren’t sure what happened after the chaos. One moment you had been in the control room, the next Bakugou was guiding you towards the other omegas. Adrenaline coursed through your body, your omega screamed for Kirishima
It wasn’t until Kirishima’s hand brushed your thigh that you realized you were in the car. You flinched instinctively, your omega trying to protect you still. As the vehicle came to a quiet stop, Denki knelt in front of you, eyes filled with anger and concern. Your hands moved to your neck again, trying to scrub away his scent.
“I’m so sorry, omega.” He said, voice low so as to not frighten you. “He is never going to get near you. No one comes near my pack like that.”
Letting out a shaky laugh, attempting to lighten the tension and shift the focus off you, you place a hand on Denki’s cheek. “I’ve made such a mess, haven’t I?” Glancing at Bakugou and Kirishima, their protectiveness started to soften slightly.
“No, Omega,” Bakugou said firmly, his hand squeezing yours. “You did not cause any of this, what matters is you are safe and with us.”
Kirishima added, pulling you into his side. His voice was quiet but steady, “We’ve got you, you’re safe.” The warmth of his alpha presence washes over you, overwhelming your omega. Your vision blurred. A quiet sob left your lips.
Bakugou wants to pull you close to him but he knows better. Denki taps his knee and the pair leave the car. Kirishima holds you tight, his alpha purring to you trying to ease your mind and for the first time since the incident, you breathe.
The dorm was quieter than normal when you and Kirishima entered, Denki had cleared the space, no staff or outsiders, just pack. All of which had vacated the main living room, they were close by if needed but not so far that your omega would search for them. Kirishima did not let go of you once, afraid that you might disappear from him. Bakugou stayed close, his presence was steady as his omega had one clear instinct, soothe and protect.
Denki guided you towards the couch, “Sit.” His anger had dulled, replaced with pack leader energy.
You sank into the cushions, your hands at your neck again trying to scrub away the previous alpha. Bakugou stood behind you wrapping a blanket around your shoulders. Bakugou took your hands from your neck, stopping you from hurting your glands, and rubbed his own on your neck. Your omega calming with the safe smell of another omega, pack omega. You suddenly became aware how exhausted you were, your body and mind felt heavy. “I should probably get home.” You spoke.
The three pack members froze, “Out of the question, you are here tonight, tomorrow, the day after…” Bakugou spoke, his voice trailing off as he left for the kitchen. You looked up at Denki, who was sitting beside you, he only nodded, telling you that it was already decided.
Kirishima crouched in front of you, his hand hovered over your knee, you could see the struggle on his face as he was trying to figure out if he was allowed to touch you. You took his hand and placed it on your knee. His red eyes scanned your face and he stared into your eyes.
“You okay omega?” He asked softly.
“I…” Your voice caught in your throat. Words failed you and you shocked your head no, tears slowly filling your eyes. You started to bite your lip and looked up to the ceiling. The question broke something in you. Everything hit at once, the events of the day started to weigh heavy on you.
Bakugou re-entered the room and clicked his tongue softly, taking the seat beside you. He held out a hot cup of tea towards you. “Drink, it’ll help.” He muttered.
He sat closely to you, his hand resting on your shoulder and his thumb rubbing gently on your gland. “You don’t have to be okay right now, but you need to talk to us, when you are ready.” You looked at him and nodded, leaning towards him and resting on his shoulder, as a thank you.
Kirishima thumb brushed over your knee as you drank your tea, the hot liquid soothing your omega inside. “He didn’t hurt you did he?” The alpha questioned.
Taking a deep breath you look at him, “No…. well, not really, not physically but..” bringing your hand to your chest you began to rub it, like you were trying to help your omega. Kirishima’s jaw tightened, he stood up quickly, a growl rumbling from his chest.
Denki noticed instantly, “Calm.” He ordered.
“I am being Calm.” Kirishima shot back at his pack alpha. His voice strained.
You started to reach from him without thinking, Kirishima leaned to you immediately and pulled you up to him. Bakugou taking the cup from your hands. Kirishima picked you up, wrapping your legs around his waist. His forehead pressing against yours and you breathed in each other. His alpha let out a shaky breath. His alpha had been so angry and protective all evening folded and now seeked reassurance.
“I should’ve been there,” he whispered.
“You came, that’s what mattered Alpha.” You whisper back, kissing his nose softly. Kirishima turned with you in his arms and walked to his room. You needed rest and his alpha needed you in his den.
Denki watched the pair leave the room and looked at Bakugou, “Well, this changes things.”
Bakugou looked at the pack alpha, “What do you mean, we all know they are bonded?” He questioned.
“No more distance I mean, she needs to be here, here with pack officially.”
Bakugou nodded, "Should've been like that from the start.”
You wake earlier than usual, you spent most of the night just staring at the ceiling in Kirishima arms. You were tired but a normal level of tiredness you would feel working the long schedules with NextGen.
There was a shift across the dorms, you were now pack. Denki told the rest of the pack when you were brought to bed. Everyone was happy, it was how it was supposed to be.
You looked at Kirishima sleeping beside you and listened to the stillness, the calm. Using this moment you checked in with your omega, she feels calm, not restless or overwhelmed right now.
You slipped out of the bed carefully, Kirishima in his sleep tried to follow you but stopped when he shifted onto his front. Pulling on a dressing gown you made your way down the hall. The floor cool beneath your feet, The distant sound of chatter pulled you towards the kitchen. Lights on, kettle boiling, someone moving around, whispering. Midoriya stood at the counter, sleeves rolled up as he cut and prepared food. Todoroki sits near him at the table, a cup of coffee in his hands, his eyes half closed.
Standing for a moment you take a deep breath and enter the room. Neither of them were startled when you joined them, because they already knew you were standing in the hallway before entering.
“Morning,” Midoriya said with a grin across his face. “Good Morning.” Todoroki nodded. Your omega warmed at how normal and natural this feels. “Morning,” You replied. Midoriya gestured towards the table, “Take a seat, breakfast is incoming.”
You look at him for a moment. “I can help…” You try to say but are cut off by Midoriya. “You can, but I don’t want you to.” He smiles. Todoroki adds, “It’s your first official day as pack, let us spoil you, yeah?”
You smile and nod at the fellow omega. “You’re calmer.” He speaks again as your take the seat beside him. “I think I am.” You reply and look outside the window. Silence settles over you all, not awkward but comfortable.
The sound of heavy footsteps, bound down the hallway. You look up and see Kirishima, his hair messy, his shirt half on and immediately stills when he makes eye contact with you. Relief flashes across his face and is replaced with a huge smile.
“You’re up early.” He says, his voice rough with sleep still. You hum, “So are you.”
Kirishima steps into the kitchen, and comes straight to you. His hand finds your shoulder, rubbing it gently before he sits on the chair next to you. He is fully turned to you and brings his forehead to yours and breathes you in. “Morning.” He whispers, you chuckle back at him. “Morning.”
Midoriya places a plate of food in front of you, Kirishima reaches to steal something off your plate but Midoriya smacks his hand away and points to the kitchen. Kirishima shakes his head and stands kissing your forehead and leaves to find food.
The room feels warmer, another set of footsteps enter the hall and into the kitchen. Denki with Jirou right behind him. “Why is everyone awake so early?” He muttered, rubbing his eyes and he looks out at everyone.
He sees you, sitting at the table. His shoulders dropped a fraction. Jirou moves past him, her hand brushing his shoulder. “Morning newbie.” He says more awake, a smile breaking out across his face. “You beat us.” Jirou adds.
“Morning Cap'n" You reply and shake your head. Denki makes his way across the room, his hand on your shoulder as he passes, it was brief but intentional. Jirou sat across from you, her chin resting on his hand. “You look better.”
“I do?” You question.
“Yeah, much calmer.” She smiles and looks at Denki. “Good,” he mutters. Kirishima joined your side again, tucking into his plate of food. Another set of footsteps entered the hall, Bakugou.
Midoriya had noticed before anyone else and had already grabbed another plate. Bakguou stood at the door, his eyes immediately locking onto you.
“Move,” he mutters, nudging Kirishimas. The alpha stood taking his plate with him. Bakugou sat down instantly and pulled you to him. Tucking you into his neck, you breathed him in and he began to scent you. This was normal for you two, and when he pulls away he holds your chin and looks into your face to see if there is any level of unease. He nods, happy with himself as Midroiya hands him a plate of food, their fingers brushing one another.
The room slowly fills with more of the pack. Sero and Mina bring the sounds of laughter and teasing. Shinso appeared last, silent as always. Voices overlapped one another, plates and cutlery clinked softly. Denki’s eyes glancing your way, Bakugou shouting across at the other members, Todoroki talking about the day's schedule. Kirishima stood behind you, his hand grounding you.
You sit there surrounded by love, by pack.
It had been three days. Three days since the incident. Three days since Kirishima smiled properly. Your omega picked up on it first, it was subtle at first. He was more alert, he held you tighter when a non pack member came near you. He had moments of silence where normally it would be filled with his beautiful laugh.
The gym smelled wrong from the moment you stepped inside. Too heavy, too sharp, an alpha in distress. A loud crack echoed across the room, a punching bag swung violently as the chains rattled while Kirishima drove his fists into it again, again and again.
“Eijirou..”
“Don’t” He barked across the room, it came out sharp and angry. It was not directed at you but it still made your omega flinch, Kirishima had noticed.
His back was still to you, his breath heavy as his shoulders tensed. His fist clenched tight, he knuckles raw and starts to split.
“I should’ve been there.” He growled.
You chest tightened, your omega whimpered as the distress you were causing the alpha still. “You wer..”
“NOT FAST ENOUGH.” He shouted, followed by one final punch. The chain snapped, the bag crashing to the floor. Silence followed, he took a deep breath and slowly turned to you. You eyes locked onto his, you omega whimpering again unsure what to do, to fix it.
You stepped closer, Kirishima held out his hand, stopping you.
“Eijirou.”
“I let it happen,” His voice low, almost a whisper.
“You didn’t.” You answer instantly. Kirishima shook his head, dragging his hand through his hair before resting it on his hip.
“I did.” His eyes flickered from your eyes to your neck. You hadn't realised your fingers were there again, scratching lightly at your glands. Bakugou had been keeping an eye on you. Scenting you which helped a lot. Guilt filled his eyes and he looked away.
“I am supposed to protect you,” He said, voice cracking. “Thats my job, it’s what I am supposed to do.”
Your omega whimpered again and took another step closer to him, “You are not just..”
“I failed you.” Kirishima dropped his head. His alpha whimpered at his admittance to you. The room is filled with sadness, guilt, anger, pressure, stress. None of which was directed at you but all of it crushing him.
“Eiji.” You whisper. His eyes snapped to yours the moment you step forward.
“You shouldn’t.” Tears started to fill the alpha’s eyes. “I’m not scared of you, not now, not ever.”
The words stopped him, he let out a shaky breath. You reached for him by placing a hand on his chest. His heart was racing under your touch. “I’m here, with you.”
“You shouldn’t be, I’m not good.” he whispered, “Not when I’m like this, I’m not….”
“Then come back to me.” You whisper back to you, you reach to him and place a gentle kiss to his nose. You both stood in the silence, then his shoulders dropped, his breath hitched.
Your omega pushed forward, a quiet purr slipping free, soft and soothing reaching for him. “You didn’t fail me, you saved me Eiji.” That broke him, a sob tore through his chest as he pulled you into his arms, wrapping himself around you tightly. “I was too late.” He muttered into your neck, kissing it softly at your injury.
“You came for me, that’s what matters.”
You both stood there, not saying anything, just holding each other. Every second putting Kirishima back together.
The door opened behind you. You didn’t turn but you felt them, Bakugou and Denki stepped in but stopped when they saw the two of you. Being pack leaders they knew something was going on with the red headed alpha but when they saw him, they saw the way you held him together. They knew they did not need to worry anymore.
“He’s finally calming down,” Denki said quietly as the pair backed out of the room. Bakugou crossed his arms, “Yeah, shitty hair’s blaming himself again.”
Kirishima pulled back just enough to look at you, his hands coming up to cup your face. You smiled softly. The alpha returned the smile, a purr rumbling his chest. You omega answered instantly.
“Hi Alpha.” You whispered.
“Hello omega,” He replied, bringing his lips to yours.
The dorm was quiet today. NextGen had a few days off given to them by management to allow the pack to settle with a newest official member. It was quiet, too quiet.
Your omega was unsettled, you did not realise what you were doing at first as you stood in the bathroom, staring at your reflection. Your reflection catches you off guard, your eyes drop to your neck. Taking a step closer you look at your neck, there's nothing there anymore. All healed, no marks or bruises, but you can still feel it. You lift your hand, bringing it to your neck. Fingers pressing into skin. Your omega snaps beneath the surface. Wrong. Dirty.
The words slam into you, your omega whimpering taking your breath away. You scrub at your skin, hard, harder than what you mean too. Your nails start to break the skin, harsh against your glands.
“I said don’t move.” he growls.
You choke on the memory, panic flooding your system. Your omega panicking, instincts trying to take over, you are frantic, clean it. Get it off. Make it stop….
Get it off,
Get it off,
Get it off,
Get it off,
Get it off,
Your breathing became uneven, tears poured down your face. Your hands wouldn’t stop.
“Hey….y/n..” Bakugou pushed the door open. In the next second he was there grabbing your wrists, pulling your hands from your neck.
“Stop ‘mega.”
You shake your head, trying to get your hands free. “I can’t, I can’t…” You repeat over and over again, thrashing in his arms to get free. Bakugou can sense your panic, “You can.” He says louder, trying to get you to look at him and breathe in his pheromones.
“It’s still there, I can still feel him.” You sob, voice breaking. Your omega reacts badly and out of control, trying to get at your neck. Bakugou tightens his grip on you, he dragged you down with him to the floor, using his legs to pin you in place.
You rip a hand free, nails dragging against your skin breaking the surface. Bakugou swears, grabbing your arm again, you're not responding to him. His omega is distressed but he pushes it down. You're not here really, he needs to pull you back.
“Oi..” He raises his voice. “Look at me.” Your breathing it too fast, your vision blurry with tears, your omega spiraling. “It won’t come off.” You choke out, trying to catch your breath but you can’t.
Bakugou can see the panic, feel how frightened you are. He realised there is nothing he can do, you won’t respond to his omega. He can’t pull you out of it. “Shit…” He mutters to himself.
You can’t breath, you gasp in his arms still struggling against his grip. You’re screaming in his arms, “GET IT OFF…” Your voice cracking in desperation. Bakugou falters, his heart breaking.
There's movement in the hallway, Bakugou looks up and Midoriya appears. He takes one look at you, at Bakugou. He goes to take a step into the room to help,
“Kats…”
Bakugou does not let him finish, “Get Kirishima, Denki, NOW.” He barks at his alpha. Midoriya moves instantly, sensing the panic in his omega’s voice. Bakugou turns back to you after he watches the alpha sprint down the hallway. Frustration floods his systems, not at you, never at you but himself. “Oi, stay with me.” He mutters, trying again, still gripping your wrists to stop them from going to your neck. You’re shaking hard in his arms, muttering the same sentences over again.
Heavy footsteps thunder down the hall, Kirishima doesn’t stop in the doorway. He enters and crosses the room in seconds. “Hey, hey, y/n.” His voice is rough and calming, his alpha surging at the sight of you. Your omega reacts instantly. You lunge for him, Bakugou lets your wrists go.
Kirishima catches you immediately, wrapping his arms around you pulling you tight. You bury yourself in his shirt, your breathing still uneven, hands twitching like they don’t know what to do, to stay on Kirishima or go for your neck. The panic over the room shifts.
“It won’t go away, I can’t get him off.” You choke into his chest. “I know” He whispers back, his hand at the back of your head, rubbing it softly. You flinch in his arms as you have just sensed Denki standing at the door. Denki steps in, “Easy guys, It’s okay Bakugou I got this, you did good.” He holds out his hand to the other blonde, helping him to his feet.
“She wouldn’t stop.” He mutters, Denki places a hand on his shoulder, “I know.” Bakugou takes a step out the room towards Midoriya.
Kirishima holds you tight against him. His heart racing, Denki notices immediately. He needs to soothe the alpha and help him bring your back. “Eijirou.” Denki speaks, crouching down to his level.
Kirishima stiffens slightly. “I’ve got her.” He speaks quickly.
“I know you do.” He replies calmly. “So breathe.”
Kirishima looks at Denki, and exhales, his breathing uneven. Your omega notices something is wrong, your grip tightening again and your breathing spiking. Denki shakes his head. “Not like that.”
“I’m trying,” Kirishima’s jaw tightens. “Match her breathing, not your panic” Kirishima takes pause, looking at the other alpha. He nods slightly towards you. Kirishima eyes drop to yours, he looks at your breathing and can see you are trying your hardest. He starts to adjust his.
A slower inhale, a slower exhale. At first your omega hesitates but then follows. Your grip on his shirt loosens. “That’s it.” Denki encourages. Kirishima does not respond as he is too focused on you. His hands find a way to your neck, you flinch faintly. Kirishima pulls his hand away immediately. Denki watches closely. “Let her feel you.” He says quietly.
His hand rests on your shoulder, the other around your waist. You are curled on his lap, head tucked into his chest. He waits for you. Your omega shifts then settles, breathing beginning to return to a normal level.
“That’s it, she’s coming back.” Denki smiles, putting his hand on Kirishima’s shoulder. Kirishima nods. “I’ve got you, now and always.” He murmurs, placing a kiss on your head. “I’m right here,”
Your hands stop shaking, your shoulders drop, the tension starts to leave you. Kirishima feels it and relief hits him hard. His grip tightens over slightly on you. “Easy, alpha.” Denki warns, Kirishima relaxes and releases a breath forcing his alpha to let ease up.
Shifting in his arms, you tilt your head back to look at him. Your body is tired, “I’m okay.” You whisper. He shakes his head at you. “You don’t have to be.” You nod at the alpha and tuck yourself back into his neck. Denki watches the two of you and finally relaxes. He senses the room, “She’s stable, take her back to you den okay.” Denki says and he gets up to leave.
Denki looks over his shoulder one last time as he enters the hall. You are safe with Kirishima, no longer a danger to yourself, he knows the alpha will look after you tonight. Denki runs a hand through his hair. The tight feeling in his chest started to ease up. He knows he doesn’t have to walk far. Jirou is exactly where he expects her to be.
Leaning against the wall with her arms crossed. “Well?” She questions. Denki takes a deep exhale. “She’s okay, for now.” Jirou nods at his answer, looking the alpha in the eye. “You’re not.”
Denki huffs quietly, rolling his eyes. “I’m fine.”
Jirou raises an eyebrow at him, not impressed. “Denks.” She says softly, reaching for him. That’s all it takes, Denki drops his shoulders. “They're both a mess.” he admits quietly.
Jirou takes his hand in hers, “And you?” She asks, Denki does not reply for a moment. “I’ll be fine.”
Jirou tries to push him for a longer answer but he doesn’t say anymore. “You don’t have to hold it all in by yourself.”
Denki lets out a breath, “I had to keep him steady, if he lost it, then she would spiral again.” He admits. Jirou pulls the alpha to her, he responds and wraps his arms around her. “You did good.”
Denki pulls back to look at her face, there's no hesitation in her voice. He rubs his hands down her arms, lacing his fingers loosely in hers. His alpha preens at her comments, Denki smiles. She brings one of his hands to chest, to feel her heart beat and breath, both steady, both calm.
“You always know what to do.” He brings a head down and places a kiss on the top of her head.
Bakugou watches quietly as Denki and Jirou walk hand in hand down the hallway. Midoriya is leaning on the doorframe watching his omega, he’s too quiet for his liking. The soft whispers of Kirishima and y/n, cause Bakugou’s head to turn towards the now closed door.
Bakugou doesn’t move, he is just standing there. His jaw clenched tight, the air does not seem right to him. Panic and fear slowly leave the area, the faint smell under it all is failure. Bakugou’s failure. He closes his eyes for a second and takes a deep breath, he is replying the morning in his head seeing if he missed a moment, any moment that you were spiraling and he did not notice. Midoriya knows not to say anything, he knows his omega.
He could not pick up any moment, “Fuck,” He mutters under his breathe. He runs his hands through his hair and starts to pace in front of Midoriya.
He is pack omega, head omega. Bakuogu knows it is his responsibility to heal, protect and handle these moments in the pack and he didn’t. “I missed it, I let her get that bad.” He admits, stopping in his pacing.
In a moment Midoriya is on him, his voice cutting through Bakugou’s spiral. “Don’t say that omega.”
Bakugou refuses to look at Midoriya, “She was off this morning and I did nothing, It’s my fault.” Midoriya does not respond. Instead he takes a step towards him, “You helped, stepped in when you needed to.”
Bakugou’s jaw tightened again, “No, I didn’t.” His red eyes lock onto Midoriya’s anger radiating off him.
“You stopped her from hurting herself more, you knew that your omega couldn’t reach her, she needed her alpha, and you knew that.” Midoriya brought his hands to the omega’s face, his eyes scanning over it trying to get him to listen to his words and believe them.
“I’m supposed to handle it.” Bakugou admits, quieter this time. Midoriya exhales, “You’re not supposed to do it all alone.” Bakugou rolls his eyes, “Hey, you know I’m right, it's your instinct, not your burden.” Midoirya replies softly.
“I couldn’t get to her.” Bakugou whispers, dropping his shoulders. “You weren’t meant to.” Midoriya admits. Bakugou frowns and tries to pull away. “You made the right call, you stopped her from hurting herself, you didn’t freeze, ignore her or walk away.” Midoriya paused, his hand on Bakugou’s chin, forcing him to look at him. “You stayed, and held her until help came, that’s what a pack omega does.” Midoriya pulled Bakugou’s chin forward, bringing their lips together.
“She was panicking.” Bakugou mutters when he pulls away.
“I know.” Midoroya nodded.
“I hate that I couldn’t be the one to stop it.” Bakugou admits, dropping his head onto Midroiya’s shoulder. “I know omega.” Midoriya wraps his arms around Bakugou, the pair swaying side to side, in the quiet.
“She’s… she’s okay yeah?” Bakugou whispers into Midoriya's neck.
Midoriya chuckles, “You know she is, Kirishima has got her and Denki helped him.” Midoriya pulls Bakugou with him as they leave the hall heading for Midoriya’s den. Bakugou watches the door as he leaves, knowing deep down you are going to be okay and next time he’ll catch you before it gets too far.
The pack's days off had finished, it was time for them to return to work. Half the pack was out at schedules and meetings. You were given an extended time off due to the attack and lingering effects it had on your omega.
The absence in the pack can be felt by you. Your omega does not like it. You are sitting on the couch, knees pulled up your hands resting on them. The TV is on, you stare at it but taking in nothing. Your fingers start to drift upward slowly. Hovering near your throat, your breathing grows shallow.
Across the room Denki pauses, he had been heading towards the kitchen, his phone in hand answering emails but the shift in the air stops him.
You’re too still and uneasy. He notices your hand hovering near your neck and how you stare out at nothing. Denki does not call out as he doesn’t want to startle you. Instead he walks over to Bakugou.
“Katsuki.” The blonde looks up at the alpha from the armchair, he follows Denki’s gaze and sees you. His omega goes on alert and is already moving before Denki can speak more.
Bakugou drops down in the seat beside you. “Hey ‘mega.”
You flinch slightly as you had not noticed him approaching. Your finger twitched and Bakugou gently took your hands in his. Your breath catches in your throat. “Stay with me, yeah?”
Your eyes lock onto his, tears filling them. “I can still feel…” Bakguou does not let you finish. “I know.”
Your omega whimpers, your fingers holding him tightly. Behind you Denki watches carefully. He does not step in, he doesn’t need to. It’s Bakugou's role but he is nearby if he is needed. “You’re not there, you’re here.” Bakugou says quietly.
Your breathing wobbles, you are not panicking which is a good sign but both alpha and omega know you are close. Bakugou glances up at Denki, the alpha gives a small nod.
Bakugou stands, “C’mon.” You don’t resist him when he pulls you to your feet and guides you down the hallway.
Denki watches you both go, knowing that Bakugou has caught you and does not need Kirishima to come home.
Bakugou leaves the door ajar as he brings you into his room, his omega nest. You pause as Bakugou lets go of your hand and begins to prep the rest of the room. He turns off the lights, opting for the fairylights, he closes the blinds and turns on the room heater.
He looks up at you standing there, and gently guides you to the center of the nest. “Sit.”
Immediately you curl into the blankets, you omega responding quietly. Bakguou sits beside you, close enough that your shoulders touch. His back is resting against the bedframe, and moment by moment you sink further into the blankets laying your head on his lap.
Your hand lifts again unconsciously but Bakugou catches it, bringing it to his lips giving it a kiss. “Not today.” He whispers. “You’re okay.” You hum in response, he gently pulls on one of the soft blankets and wraps it around you. The familiar scent of pack settles around you. Your breathing starts to ease out.
“Thank you.” You whisper back, after a moment. He huffs at you, “Tch, don’t have to thank me.” Your eyes close slowly, exhausting creeping in.
The dorm is quiet when Kirishima arrives home. He kicks off his shoes automatically. His alpha is restless after his long day. He had messaged you multiple times but had not responded. In the distance he could hear Mina laughing, Denki on a call and someone else on a live video with Nexus. He inhales, trying to get a sense of the den. There's an undertone of panic and an old linger smell of you and Bakugou.
His instinct tells him to follow the smell and not the voices. Kirishima finds himself at Bakugou’s nest, the door slightly ajar. Gently he pushes it open, the sight stills his alpha.
You’re curled deep in Bakugou’s nest, wrapped in blankets. Your breathing even, face pressed into Bakugou’s lap. Bakugou is still sitting up straight, one hand resting on your head, the other holding a novel.
Bakugou looks up, their eyes meeting a silently understanding passing between them. Kirishima knows what happened today already, he didn’t need to ask.
Your breathing shifts, as your omega can sense your alpha. “...Eiji..” You lift your head, eyes half open. He’s beside you in seconds, kneeling near the nest, knowing he doesn’t have Bakugou’s permission. You shift toward him without thinking, pushing out of the blankets. He reaches for you, hand resting on your side. “You okay?”
You nod, “Almost spiraled.” He jaw tightened but wills his alpha to calm. “You didn’t though.”
You shake your head slightly, “Kats caught it.” Kirishima glances at Bakugou, a silent thank you between the pair. Bakugou starts to shift on the bed, you move yours off his lap and closer to Kirishima’s arm. When Bakugou stands he nods at Kirishima, giving him permission to enter.
The pack omega knows he should tell Kirishima to bring you to his den but he can’t seem to want to let you out of his nest. In an instant, Kirishima enters, pulling you to him. Tension melting away from the bonded pair. “Missed you,” You mumbled to him.
“Missed you too silly.”
Bakugou watches the pair, his expression softens. He is satisfied that you are now fully grounded, his omega relaxing at what a good job he had done. “You did good omega.” Kirishima says, looking up at Bakuogu. The blonde rolls his eyes, "Obviously, shitty hair.”
You shift deeper into Kirishima touch, eyes closing and drifting off to sleep.
“She’s settled.” Bakugou says as he rests against the door. Kirishima nods, looking down at your sleeping face, his finger tracing over it gently.
“I hate that I can’t stop it.” He admits, taking a breath.
Bakugou sighs at the alpha, “You’re not supposed to shitty hair.” Kirishima glances at him. Bakugou gestures towards you, “She’s working through it.”
Kirishima looks down at you once more, your breathing steady. “She’s trying to.” Bakugou nods in agreement. “It’ll take time. Yesterday she even stopped herself from a spiral.”
Kirishima’s eyes flick up. “What?” he questions.
Bakugou keeps his voice low, as he takes a step towards the end of the bed, taking a seat. “In the kitchen yesterday, she stopped herself, I didn’t need to step in.”
Kirishima loosens his shoulders, “Really?” His expression is much softer than before. Bakugou looks at your face. “Yeah.. she’s much stronger than she thinks, but as you know, it’ll take time.” The pair sit quietly watching you as you sleep in Kirishima’s arms.
In the distance the front door opens again, a loud racket follows. “And, that would be my Alpha.” Bakugou gets to his feet and Kirishima chuckles. “We’ll be in his den tonight, stay here with her okay? The scent of the whole pack seems to calm her quicker.” Kirishima nods and settles down more into the nest.
Kirishima begins to purr, your omega responding in your sleep.
As Bakugou turned to leave, he walked straight into Sero who had been lingering in the hallway. The clash of omega and beta causes Kirishima to laugh. The soft rumble from Kirishima's chest made your eyes flutter open. “You woke her up.” Bakugou scolds the beta, batting at his arm.
“Maybe you need to look where you are going.” Sero responds by pushing himself into the room. Before Bakugou can reply, the door opens wider. Denki steps in first, Jirou just behind him. “Look who's finally awake!” he says out loud, jumping into Bakugou’s nest.
Bakugou lifts his hand, ready to shout and point at the Alpha but instantly Midoriya wraps his arm around the omega, stopping him. You manage a small smile, your heart warming at the sight of the pack's faces. The sounds of footsteps grow as more of the pack tumble into Bakugou’s room.
Todoroki, Shinso, Mina all enter in one by one, joining the rest of the pack. Their presence fills the room and your heart. You swallow the lump forming in your throat as you look at the pack around you. The feeling of anxiety, the attack… were still there but the pack presence acted like a shield, protecting you.
As the pack settled into the room, half in the rest the other taking the floor or just standing. All talking about their day or funny moments from the past. You felt tears prick at the corner of your eyes but not of panic but of relief. Your omega had survived, your pack held you tightly and guided you back. You could feel the collected warmth of every alpha, beta and fellow omega in the room surrounding you. You were not just protected, you were loved and that love was something you could lean on.
For the first time you understood, the healing from what happened was not about erasing it or just forgetting about it and moving on but it was about learning to breathe through the fear, to trust yourself and to trust your pack around you.
A small smile broke out across your face as you listened to Mina animated story, your omega purring and giving out happy pheromones. Bakugou and Kirishima exchanged a quiet look at one another, they would both be there for you always, they would pick you up and guide you until your omega knew her strength again. Denki watches them, a proud smile across his face. He locked eyes with Jirou who raised her eyebrow at the alpha, a look of I told you so.
Wrapped in the warmth of your pack, surrounded by family. For the first time in a lon while you felt the weight of what happened lift from your shoulder.
YOU. WILL. WRITE. oh you want to write so bad. all the motivation is here. the plot is so good. words come to you so naturally. YOU ARE GOING TO WRITE. RIGHT NOW.
A/N: Well guys here we have it, the first of a new Idol series, as I have mentioned they are all stand alone fics, unless said otherwise but some information will stay the same. Second genders might change from fic to fic, the pack leader and group leader will also change from fic to fic. All will be mentioned below. I recently got into Kpop... I wonder can anyone guess which group it was.
Summary: You had been a Nexus for many years before joing U.A. Entertainment as a hair stylist for NextGen. Little did you know the hotest topic for group was who was you bias and who was your bias wrecker.
TAGLIST
MASTERLIST
Idol group - Mixed gendered and mixed 2nd gendered group (depends on fic) called NextGen
Members - Bakugou, Kirishima, Denki, Sero, Jirou, Mina, Midoriya and Shinso.
Company they belong to - U.A Entertainment
Fan name - Nexus
Bakugou - Alpha / Idol Group Leader (Bonded to Kirishima // Open)
Kirishima - Alpha / Pack Leader (Bonded to Bakugou // Open )
Denki - Omega (Bonded to Shinso / Jirou)
Shinso - Alpha (Bonded to Jirou / Denki)
Jirou - Omega (Bonded to Shinso / Denki)
Mina - Beta (Bonded to Sero)
Sero - Alpha (Bonded to Mina)
Midoriya - Omega (Bonded to Producer Alpha Todoroki)
You had followed the mixed-gendered Idol group NextGen from U.A Entertainment for years, through their debut and into worldwide fame. Never did you imagine that one simple application would lead you to the job of main stylist. You weren’t officially part of the pack but each member treats you like their own, and for the first time your omega has never felt so safe being around so many alpha’s.
Over the years, you had stopped thinking about them as NextGen, or yourself as a Nexus. To you they were simply Bakugou, Kirishima, Denki, Sero, Jirou, Mina, Midoriya and Shinso. You felt for them deeply and cared for them; in your caring you learned their little quirks and nuances.
Bakugou liked it when you tugged sharply on his hair in the morning, and he liked to be first in line. Kirishima preferred the purple bottle of hairspray over the red one, the reason simply was the smell. Denki liked a warm blanket in the chair waiting, Mina preferred to listen to rock music, Jirou preferred to sit in silence using her time to write chord progressions, Sero loved to talk about video games even if you didn’t understand much about it. Shinso used his time to warm up his vocals and Midoriya liked to solve brain puzzles.
Everything had a flow to it, perfectly crafted by your omega instinct. You followed them on set, styling their hair, helping with costumes, especially with Bakugou as he did not like people touching him. You used your omega pheromones to help calm the annoyed Alphas after a long day. This was only a recent development to your years of styling them, as Kirishima had recently said you smelled of pack and home.
After a long day of filming, Denki announced it was time for food and drinks. The group shuffled out of your studio, leaving you to clean up your supplies from the day and to prep for tomorrow's comeback launch party.
“OH NO, you too Y/N! you are coming with us.” Denki announces wrapping you in his arms and dragging you away. You dropped the towel you were holding, letting it fall to the floor.
“Denks, I really have to get this prepped for tomorrow.” You whine at the fellow omega, struggling to get free. Bakugou is standing at the door, silently watching you. “Come on Omega, you can come in early tomorrow and sort it out like you always do, we're all starving which means you are too.”
You huff and look around the room trying to find a reason not to join them. You loved your job, and the pack but there was one thing that you couldn’t get away from; you were Nexus, and more importantly, your bias? Bakugou and Kirishima. Thinking back to your childhood bedroom, plastered with their faces. Posters, photocards, albums and the countless fanmeets and concerts. The thoughts made your ears burn red, you had mentioned it to the pack when you first started working with them. They thought it was sweet, but you found it cringy.
But here, right now, stood Bakugou holding out his hand to you. Silently you nodded, swallowing the nervousness and taking a step towards them. Kirishima joins your side and pulls you into him.
Your rowdy group of friends pile into a small private restaurant. Food ordered quickly, drinks being poured and passed around. The door opens briefly and the two toned hair of Todoroki weaves quickly through the crowd, being joined by a flash of green hair. You watch the pair fondly and for a split second sadness overcomes you.
Feeling eyes on you, you turn and look around the table to see Bakugou looking at you with Kirishima to his side pouring him another shot, smiling quickly at the blonde you wave to distract him. He smiles ducking his head.
“Soooooooo, my lovely, fellow, beautiful Omega.” Denki says beside you, putting his arm around you. “Denki, Don’t start” Mina says from across the table, you furrow your eyebrow for a second looking at her.
“No Denki, You cannot have blue hair, Stop asking, It doesn’t go with the concept of the comeback and I don’t want to listen to complain that everything keeps turning blue...” You say loudly, the table laughs and Sero throws a tissue at Denki. Midoriya and Todoroki, sit down to the left of you and join into the conversations around them.
“NO, no not that.” Denki shakes his head, “What we are all dying to know is… you were a Nexus years ago, right?”
You snap your head to his, fearing what he is going to ask.
“Denks, Leave her alone. We don’t need to know.” Kirishima says firmly, stepping in to shield you from the omegas questions.
Denki squinted his eyes at the pack leader but pressed on “Who’s your bias in the group, I know you have one, don’t lie.”
You had feared this question since you started to work for them. It’s in the past now, you should be able to answer but… you couldn’t. Your scent will give you away, revealing all the times you thought of them during heat, all the fantasy’s you have of them. How you longed for them and how it makes your cheeks burn. You still have to work with them and live with yourself afterwards. It would be too humiliating to say Bakugou and Kirishima.
Looking down at your hand, you try to think of what to say, how you could get out of it.
“What did I say?” Kirishima's loud voice cuts across the chatter. You look to see Kirishima holding the omega by the back of his neck. “Knock it off, sparkplug.” Bakugou adds, a grin spreading across his face, you're frozen. “And besides, we both know it's me.” He says deep into your eyes, his stare holding you.
“Denki, behave, I don’t want to have to go through more public alpha training.” Shinso muttered, stepping in taking Kirishima’s place, holding Denki’s neck tighter, forcing him to look up at him.
Denki froze, eyes blown wide as he stared up at his alpha. Kirishima passes you, and briefly touches your shoulder to ground you. You broke eye contact with Bakugou and looked up at him. He smiles down at you before returning to his seat.
You took a deep breath and downed the shot in front of you. Conversations continued around you, relief washing over you. That all vanished when you noticed Midoriya smirking at you.
“What?” You laughed, tucking a strand of hair behind your ear. “Bakugou and Kirishima, eh?”
You slapped your hand over his mouth. “SHHHHHHHhhhhhhh.” Midoriya laughs into your hand. Todoroki looks at you out of the corner of his eye but smiles before continuing his conversations with the other producers. “You know, you are not as secretive as you think.” Midoriya whispered once you removed your hand. “Your smell tells me everything.”
You sigh, picking up another shot and taking it. “I try, I try my hardest but-” sighing agin you look briefly at the two at the other end of the table. “Okay, I’ll help you but only if you answer some questions of mine.”
What is there is to lose. Midoriya, he’s trustworthy and he can keep secrets. “Okay, shoot.”
“Who’s the Bias and who’s the bias wrecker.”
Without missing a beat you reply, “The order that they are sitting.” Midoriya looks over and nods, “Ahh okay, interesting, Damn you have a thing for strong Alpha’s, Kats the bias and Eiji the wrecker, what made him the wrecker?”
“Uuugghh, okay, okay.” You shake the nervousness from your hands, turning fully to Midoriya.
“Okay you know when you did that comeback in Korea? the alternative one. Kirishima had just debuted the red and black hair, and it was shaved at the sides and pulled up into a half up, half down, and he was shirtless in the leather and th-” Midoriya starts to laugh and holds onto your arm. “Damn, okay you must have really liked that performance.” He waffled the air around your neck, and you quickly covered your scent glands. Smacking your head on the table. “Ugh, Shut up.”
“Midoriya, what are you doing to our poor stylist?” Bakugou shots.
“Me?” He holds his hand to his chest. “mE? More like WHAT ARE YOU TWO DOIN-” He tries to speak but you slap your hand over his mouth again.
“Nothing, Don’t worry about it.” You shout over your shoulder. Bakugou shakes his head and turns away. Lowering your hand you stare into Midoriya’s eyes. “You know they have the hots for you?” He says in a low tone. “The pair can’t have a rut without shouting your name throughout the dorms.” Denki joins in, you whip around and look at him.
“Guys, please this isn’t funny, let’s drop it.” Denki turns back to Shinso, not wanting to get in trouble again.. Midoriya just smirks and goes to open his mouth again but you hold up your hand to stop him. “You have one more question and then you are never to mention it again, got it?”
“So….honestly” Midoriya asks, leaning in slightly so as not to be heard. “is the fantasy… like taking turns, or at the same time?”
Heat rushes to your cheeks. You bury your face into your hands. “Okay, It’s time for me to go.” You said loudly, grabbing your bag and standing.
Kirishima bolts out of his chair, “I’ll walk you–.”
You raise your hand to stop him. “Nope, you stay here, I’m needed on set really early tomorrow, so I need to get some rest, I’ll grab a taxi out the front.”
As you step out from the table, you see Kirishima’s shoulder slump as he takes his seat again. You place your hand on Midoriya's shoulder and lean down to his ear and whisper “Come on now Midoriya, I was made an omega for a reason, why have one… when you take two at the same time.” Midoriya spits his drink out and looks up to you. You wink and walk away.
The following morning you were greeted by a very tired, slightly hungover NextGen, Kirishima slumped in your chair as you finished off his braids. His eyes closed, breathing slow. One hand resting on your hip, tracing the fabric on your jeans.
Over the years this was something you were used to with the pack. They became more affectionate and touchy depending on their moods. You didn’t mind, your omega enjoyed the attention.
You stood behind Kirishima, spraying the last bit of hairspray, checking every braid and strand once more. Making sure everything was in the right place. Kirishima watched you in the mirror with a soft smile. You look at him and place your hands on his shoulder.
“All done.”
He stood, reaching for your hand, pressing it to his lips. “Come on man, your turn.” He spoke to Bakugou, who currently lounged across the couch; an arm thrown over his eyes.
Being last was an unusual spot for Bakugou, he always insistent on being first in your chair. Something about the way Denki bounces about the room when he is finished annoys him. But when he is first he can leave and go to the greenroom fair away from the energetic omega.
The blonde threw himself into your chair, leaning against one side.. You ran your fingers through his hair, standing closer to the side he was resting on “You doing okay bub?” You asked.
He nodded, wrapping an arm around your waist as a way to ground himself. You tugged lightly at his hair, earning a small whine. His other hand found your hip, pinning you gently as he rested his head against your stomach. You stayed in place unable to move.
“Katsuki, let Y/N go, so they can do your hair.” Kirishima called from across the room, busy adding jewelry to his look.
Bakugou growled, the red head froze. Kirishima quickly made his way over to the two of you.
“You wanna do that again alpha?” He questions, Bakugou turns his head and glared at the pack alpha.
Sensing the tension from the alpha display you tried your hardest to snap Bakugou out of it. “Come on, up you go.” You say, walking behind the chair and pulling his body into an upright position. “Yeah, yeah, yeah okay,” He sighed.
Kirishima steps forward getting into his face, his hand making its way into the blonde's hair tugging it sharply. “Behave Katsuki, or what we spoke about last night …. Won’t happen.” He warned then stalked away. Bakugou released the breath he was holding. The air around him became hot and the smell of sex came off him.
“Jesus Bakugou, you horny this early in the morning?” Sero jokes from across the room, Shinso quietly laughs. Bakugou ignored them, opting to stare at you through the mirror with his eyebrow raised. “How could I not be with this hot ‘mega' at my side touching me.” He winked, You rolled your eyes at his behavior.
“Shinso, you are needed for dance rehearsal.” The PA calls from the doorway. Shinso sighed but obeyed, casting a smirk your way before leaving. Turning your attention back to Bakugou you finish his hair quickly making sure every strand was perfect.
Quiet settled across the room and this morning's activity played over in your mind. With a final spray, you placed your hands on his shoulder, “You’re done.” you say softly, stepping back to allow him to have a closer look.
“Thanks ‘mega.” His arm found its way around your waist as he held you longer than necessary. Kirishima watched the two of you with a smile. “Always with the dramatics, huh?” Kirishima joins your other side and the three of you watch each other in the mirror.
“It comes with the territory of being pack, if I wasn’t used to it after all this time, maybe I should find a different field of work.” You chuckle, batting the two towards the door. They don’t argue, only a push or shove as they walk side by side. These small moments, the touches, teasing and the care make it all worth it. It makes NextGen more than just an idol group to you. They are family.
Stretching, you raise your arms above your head, closing your eyes and taking a deep breath. Today was a dream…. a very busy, overwhelming one. The boys' comeback was a success and you could not be more proud of them, not just as a friend but as a Nexus. You just knew, deep down, that this comeback will be spoken about for a long time.
Settling into your studio chair, you looked at your reflection in the mirror, studying it. Your makeup had stayed in place, your hair was another story. Opting this morning for an updo, it kept the hair from your face white you worked. The updo sadly had not lasted the full 14 hour day. Taking out your pins, one by one you thought of the next style. Your studio door opened quietly, you had barely noticed too focused on the task at hand.
Bakugou stepped into the room and stood behind your chair, hands sliding into your hair as he rubbed your scalp.
“Change in career’s?” You teased, smiling at him.
“Can’t an Alpha just take care of their ‘mega' sometimes? Especially one that spent the entire day taking care of my ass and keeping me out of trouble.” He tugged lightly on our hair, making you whimper softly. A grin spreads out across his face.
“I suppose… but in saying that, I’m not your omega.” you muttered and started to put away the pins on the desk in front of you. Ignoring his intense gaze. The alpha tried to open his mouth and argue with you, then stopped.
“Bakugou, Kirishima wants you out front and I need Y/n’s magic hands for my bangs.” Midoriya said from the doorway, you looked up meeting his gaze. The blonde sighed, and kissed the top of your head and gently rubbed your shoulder as he left the room.
You styled your hair into a light curl, redoing an updo, keeping your focus. Midoriya raised his eyebrow at you.“What was that?” He asked, taking the seat in the stool beside you.
“Nothing.” You replied.
“That was not nothing, Man almost claimed you right then and there.”
“It . was . nothing .” You said firmly, closing your eyes. “Just Bakugou being Bakugou, you are reading too much into it.” Midoriya smirked at his reflection, “Would you look at that, my bangs seem to be fine, maybe I should bring Bakugou back in here and see what that ‘nothing’ will turn into…”
Laughing, you sprayed him with a little puff of hairspray, “Stop it you meany.”
“Oh, this will definitely be fun to watch tonight.” He stood and gathered your handbag and belongings. Finishing your hair you took his outstretched arm and off to the party the pair of you went.
The venue was not a lavish bar or filled with a bunch of A-list celebrities trying their hardest to snag a private moment or paparazzi trying to take the next perfect headline photo. It was a warm homely party, with everyone that helped on the comeback, close friends and family filled the room.
Midroiya detached himself from your arms, claiming he was going to find Todoroki. Which you did not believe due to the smirk and glimmer in his eye.
“I’ll leave your bag with Kirishima’s things, okay?” He called over his shoulder as he disappeared into the crowd.
Scanning the crowd, your omega stirring beneath your skin, trying to sense them too. You spotted them, both sitting on opposite ends of the sofa, idle chat between the two. Downing your glass, you grab a fresh one and make your way to the pair.
“So this is where you’ve been hiding.” You speak, sliding between the two.
“We’ve been waiting for you. We knew you’d find us ‘mega.” Bakugou muttered, leaning into your space. He took a sip of his drink and placed it on the table in front.
“Oh someone's full of themselves,” You smirk, flicking your hair off your shoulder. “So tell me alpha…why were you so sure I’d come find you.” You drop your gaze to his lips briefly.
Your attention on Bakugou, Kirishima crept closer to you. His hand resting on the lower part of your neck, his lips brushing your ear, “Maybe because of a certain fantasy?” he whispered.
Your head snaps towards him, you exhale sharply. “Excuse me…. what!?”
Bakugou leaned in closer again to win back your attention. “Yeah, a little birdy told us, you had a bias… and a bias wrecker.” he whispered into your neck, sniffing it gently. Your omega purrs at the attention of the two alphas, but your brain froze. Midoriya told your secret.
Quickly scanning the room, Midoriya raised his glass to you with a cheeky smirk.
“IZUKU MIDORIYA YOU.ARE.DEAD!.” You shouted, trying to peel yourself away from the alphas who are far more interesting in your neck and scent.
As you stood, Kirishima caught your wrist, holding it gently. He pressed a soft kiss to your scent gland. “Don’t blame him y/n, we always kinda knew… and honestly, it made us want you more.”
You turn your gaze to Bakugou, who silently nods in agreement.
“You think we didn’t know ‘mega,” He said, taking your other hand. “I remember you all those years ago, standing in front of us at a Nexus meet asking us to sign your photocards, you had me completely hooked… and then you became our stylist? And we can have you everyday?? Match made in heaven, don’t you think.” he continued.
Looking at Midroiya again, you don’t know what to do. The green head simply winks and turns to Todoroki. Needing a moment, you step back away from them. But your foot caught the edge of the rug. Expecting a hard fall you close your eyes, but instead as you tumbled Kirishima pulled you towards him making you land straight into his lap. His face brushed against you as he inhaled deeply.
“If anything omega, you should be thanking Midoriya,” He whispered, “he gave us the green light… so to speak… you felt the same way, interested in both of us.” You closed your eyes, letting the warmth of him calm you.
A hand lifted under your chin. Opening your eyes, you meet Bakugou’s fiery gaze, he is much closer than you realise. His eyes drop to your lips for a moment, his thumb tracing the outline. “Please, ‘mega if you don’t want this…don’t want us… say something and we’ll stop.”
Your heart raced, your omega screaming at you to accept these alpha’s. Before you could pull any words together you formed a decision. Reaching up, you grabbed the back of his head and pulled him into a deep urgent kiss. Kirishima chuckled from behind you, his lips brushing your neck as his hands explored your side. You pulled back from Bakugou slightly, your forehead resting against his. Kirishima warm breath brushes against your neck as you feel the heat radiating from both alpha’s. You could feel your omega submitting and for a moment the room around you does not exist.
Bakugou smirks, “Told you, you’re our ‘mega.”
A small laugh leaves your throat, “Let’s be honest, you caught me years ago.” Your voice trembled as your body became over-stimulated. Bakugou places a kiss on your nose and continues to look into your eyes. Kirishima places a matching kiss onto your temple, “We’ll take good care of you, promise.”
You take a deep breath, letting yourself finally relax around the two alphas. The party continues around you, no one aware of what has happened and changed between you three. Midoriya smirks from his corner, Denki gives him a high five as they laugh and jump in glee. It all fades for you as, right now, it is just you three.
Bakugou leans into you once more, and brushes his nose against yours. “You ready to join us for the rest of the night.”
You glance at Kirishima, his grin wide as he sends you a playful wink. Taking another deep steady breath, you feel your omega answer for you as you cannot stop your pheromones from releasing. “Yeah.. I definitely am.”
Bakugou matches Kirishima's grin and stands, lopping an arm around your waist. While kirishima keeps a hand on your shoulder. As the three of you rise, Bakugou takes your hand and pulls you away from the sofa. Without thinking, you pivot on your heels turning towards the red head. Your lips find his in a brief heated kiss, its soft but an unspoken promise. He freezes at first but then melts into it. Hands resting on your sides, as Bakugous holds you steady by the back of the neck.
Bakugou watches with sharp eyes, “Whoa.. okay, that was hot.” He mutters, trying to hide his smirk. You pull back from Kirishima, cheeks warm and heart racing. Your omega purrs to him. Kirishima’s heart melts at the sound and sight. Your voice is low and full of omega mischief, “Don’t think for one moment, I was going to leave without doing that.”
Kirishima laughs, “You can do that, whenever you want, little one.”
Bakugou shakes his head, trying to hide his smirk. He takes a step closer, closing the space between you two, dropping his head to the side to catch your gaze. “Don’t get used to me allowing you to do that without consequences,” he warns, his tone playful but serious. “Eiji might run the pack, and NextGen but when it comes to my omega? I’m in charge.”
You chuckle but feel your knees weaken at his confidence as it radiates from him. Kirishima stands just behind you, he leans in. “I lead the pack but Bakugou has a claim on you too and I’ll listen and respect that.” He says calmly, pinching your side gently.
Bakugou sends out a low growl, as a playful warning before sliding his hands around your waist pulling you to him. Kirishima adds, “We’re a team, you’ll be safe with us.”
Bakugou leans down and places a kiss on your nose, “Always safe, I don't care what the rest say or think, When it comes to my omega.. I call the shots.” Kirishima chuckles at Bakugou's display, “I know, she knows but you need to remember the pack first.”
“Pack First.” He echos the leader, a growl forming in his throat. “But when it comes to her, I’m the one she answers too.”
“You two are impossible.” You laugh, hitting his chest before nuzzling into him.
As the three of you make your way across the party, your heartbeat is still racing and hammering against your chest from the little playful power struggle. Your omega loves it all. Bakugou keeps a steady possessive hand on your waist, while Kirishima keeps a steady touch of reassurance on your neck. Midoriya raises an eyebrow and smirks at the display, clearly very happy with his medaling but you can’t help but grin and feel incredibly lucky that he broke his promise.
Denki bounds over to you, waving his glass around. “HEY Y/N, alpha 1 and alpha 2… celebrate with us.” He shouts, alcohol clearly affecting his system. Denki is completely unaware of the small battle of dominance happening. Sero joins the small group that has gathered, “Careful there y/n, don’t get too distracted by their beauty, you are walking a fine line between two of the hottest alpha’s in the industry.”
Bakugou sends a growl out to the group, “Shut up tapeface.”
Kirishima laughs, placing a hard hand on his shoulder “Knock it off Katsuki, it’s only fun, bet you did not think he would be this possessive.”
You roll your eyes and lean into Bakugou, he tilts his head down and brushes his lips across your jaw. Pressing a small kiss to his check, “I’ve known that all along, wouldn’t have him any other way.” You reply to Kirishima and hold your hand out to him. “Don’t worry, you are still my leader.”
Kirishima presses a kiss to your forehead, leaning down to whisper in your ear. “And I’ll make sure you are safe.. When he is being….” Kirishima gestures to all around him. “.... possessive.”
Bakugou growls playfully this time, "I'm POSSESSIVE, not DANGEROUS shitty hair."
You laugh again, caught between the warmth of your two alphas. The buzz of celebration fills the room and a sense of belonging settles over the pack.
A/N: Well guys here we have it, the first of a new Idol series, as I have mentioned they are all stand alone fics, unless said otherwise but some information will stay the same. Second genders might change from fic to fic, the pack leader and group leader will also change from fic to fic. All will be mentioned below. I recently got into Kpop... I wonder can anyone guess which group it was.
Summary: You had been a Nexus for many years before joing U.A. Entertainment as a hair stylist for NextGen. Little did you know the hotest topic for group was who was you bias and who was your bias wrecker.
TAGLIST
MASTERLIST
Idol group - Mixed gendered and mixed 2nd gendered group (depends on fic) called NextGen
Members - Bakugou, Kirishima, Denki, Sero, Jirou, Mina, Midoriya and Shinso.
Company they belong to - U.A Entertainment
Fan name - Nexus
Bakugou - Alpha / Idol Group Leader (Bonded to Kirishima // Open)
Kirishima - Alpha / Pack Leader (Bonded to Bakugou // Open )
Denki - Omega (Bonded to Shinso / Jirou)
Shinso - Alpha (Bonded to Jirou / Denki)
Jirou - Omega (Bonded to Shinso / Denki)
Mina - Beta (Bonded to Sero)
Sero - Alpha (Bonded to Mina)
Midoriya - Omega (Bonded to Producer Alpha Todoroki)
You had followed the mixed-gendered Idol group NextGen from U.A Entertainment for years, through their debut and into worldwide fame. Never did you imagine that one simple application would lead you to the job of main stylist. You weren’t officially part of the pack but each member treats you like their own, and for the first time your omega has never felt so safe being around so many alpha’s.
Over the years, you had stopped thinking about them as NextGen, or yourself as a Nexus. To you they were simply Bakugou, Kirishima, Denki, Sero, Jirou, Mina, Midoriya and Shinso. You felt for them deeply and cared for them; in your caring you learned their little quirks and nuances.
Bakugou liked it when you tugged sharply on his hair in the morning, and he liked to be first in line. Kirishima preferred the purple bottle of hairspray over the red one, the reason simply was the smell. Denki liked a warm blanket in the chair waiting, Mina preferred to listen to rock music, Jirou preferred to sit in silence using her time to write chord progressions, Sero loved to talk about video games even if you didn’t understand much about it. Shinso used his time to warm up his vocals and Midoriya liked to solve brain puzzles.
Everything had a flow to it, perfectly crafted by your omega instinct. You followed them on set, styling their hair, helping with costumes, especially with Bakugou as he did not like people touching him. You used your omega pheromones to help calm the annoyed Alphas after a long day. This was only a recent development to your years of styling them, as Kirishima had recently said you smelled of pack and home.
After a long day of filming, Denki announced it was time for food and drinks. The group shuffled out of your studio, leaving you to clean up your supplies from the day and to prep for tomorrow's comeback launch party.
“OH NO, you too Y/N! you are coming with us.” Denki announces wrapping you in his arms and dragging you away. You dropped the towel you were holding, letting it fall to the floor.
“Denks, I really have to get this prepped for tomorrow.” You whine at the fellow omega, struggling to get free. Bakugou is standing at the door, silently watching you. “Come on Omega, you can come in early tomorrow and sort it out like you always do, we're all starving which means you are too.”
You huff and look around the room trying to find a reason not to join them. You loved your job, and the pack but there was one thing that you couldn’t get away from; you were Nexus, and more importantly, your bias? Bakugou and Kirishima. Thinking back to your childhood bedroom, plastered with their faces. Posters, photocards, albums and the countless fanmeets and concerts. The thoughts made your ears burn red, you had mentioned it to the pack when you first started working with them. They thought it was sweet, but you found it cringy.
But here, right now, stood Bakugou holding out his hand to you. Silently you nodded, swallowing the nervousness and taking a step towards them. Kirishima joins your side and pulls you into him.
Your rowdy group of friends pile into a small private restaurant. Food ordered quickly, drinks being poured and passed around. The door opens briefly and the two toned hair of Todoroki weaves quickly through the crowd, being joined by a flash of green hair. You watch the pair fondly and for a split second sadness overcomes you.
Feeling eyes on you, you turn and look around the table to see Bakugou looking at you with Kirishima to his side pouring him another shot, smiling quickly at the blonde you wave to distract him. He smiles ducking his head.
“Soooooooo, my lovely, fellow, beautiful Omega.” Denki says beside you, putting his arm around you. “Denki, Don’t start” Mina says from across the table, you furrow your eyebrow for a second looking at her.
“No Denki, You cannot have blue hair, Stop asking, It doesn’t go with the concept of the comeback and I don’t want to listen to complain that everything keeps turning blue...” You say loudly, the table laughs and Sero throws a tissue at Denki. Midoriya and Todoroki, sit down to the left of you and join into the conversations around them.
“NO, no not that.” Denki shakes his head, “What we are all dying to know is… you were a Nexus years ago, right?”
You snap your head to his, fearing what he is going to ask.
“Denks, Leave her alone. We don’t need to know.” Kirishima says firmly, stepping in to shield you from the omegas questions.
Denki squinted his eyes at the pack leader but pressed on “Who’s your bias in the group, I know you have one, don’t lie.”
You had feared this question since you started to work for them. It’s in the past now, you should be able to answer but… you couldn’t. Your scent will give you away, revealing all the times you thought of them during heat, all the fantasy’s you have of them. How you longed for them and how it makes your cheeks burn. You still have to work with them and live with yourself afterwards. It would be too humiliating to say Bakugou and Kirishima.
Looking down at your hand, you try to think of what to say, how you could get out of it.
“What did I say?” Kirishima's loud voice cuts across the chatter. You look to see Kirishima holding the omega by the back of his neck. “Knock it off, sparkplug.” Bakugou adds, a grin spreading across his face, you're frozen. “And besides, we both know it's me.” He says deep into your eyes, his stare holding you.
“Denki, behave, I don’t want to have to go through more public alpha training.” Shinso muttered, stepping in taking Kirishima’s place, holding Denki’s neck tighter, forcing him to look up at him.
Denki froze, eyes blown wide as he stared up at his alpha. Kirishima passes you, and briefly touches your shoulder to ground you. You broke eye contact with Bakugou and looked up at him. He smiles down at you before returning to his seat.
You took a deep breath and downed the shot in front of you. Conversations continued around you, relief washing over you. That all vanished when you noticed Midoriya smirking at you.
“What?” You laughed, tucking a strand of hair behind your ear. “Bakugou and Kirishima, eh?”
You slapped your hand over his mouth. “SHHHHHHHhhhhhhh.” Midoriya laughs into your hand. Todoroki looks at you out of the corner of his eye but smiles before continuing his conversations with the other producers. “You know, you are not as secretive as you think.” Midoriya whispered once you removed your hand. “Your smell tells me everything.”
You sigh, picking up another shot and taking it. “I try, I try my hardest but-” sighing agin you look briefly at the two at the other end of the table. “Okay, I’ll help you but only if you answer some questions of mine.”
What is there is to lose. Midoriya, he’s trustworthy and he can keep secrets. “Okay, shoot.”
“Who’s the Bias and who’s the bias wrecker.”
Without missing a beat you reply, “The order that they are sitting.” Midoriya looks over and nods, “Ahh okay, interesting, Damn you have a thing for strong Alpha’s, Kats the bias and Eiji the wrecker, what made him the wrecker?”
“Uuugghh, okay, okay.” You shake the nervousness from your hands, turning fully to Midoriya.
“Okay you know when you did that comeback in Korea? the alternative one. Kirishima had just debuted the red and black hair, and it was shaved at the sides and pulled up into a half up, half down, and he was shirtless in the leather and th-” Midoriya starts to laugh and holds onto your arm. “Damn, okay you must have really liked that performance.” He waffled the air around your neck, and you quickly covered your scent glands. Smacking your head on the table. “Ugh, Shut up.”
“Midoriya, what are you doing to our poor stylist?” Bakugou shots.
“Me?” He holds his hand to his chest. “mE? More like WHAT ARE YOU TWO DOIN-” He tries to speak but you slap your hand over his mouth again.
“Nothing, Don’t worry about it.” You shout over your shoulder. Bakugou shakes his head and turns away. Lowering your hand you stare into Midoriya’s eyes. “You know they have the hots for you?” He says in a low tone. “The pair can’t have a rut without shouting your name throughout the dorms.” Denki joins in, you whip around and look at him.
“Guys, please this isn’t funny, let’s drop it.” Denki turns back to Shinso, not wanting to get in trouble again.. Midoriya just smirks and goes to open his mouth again but you hold up your hand to stop him. “You have one more question and then you are never to mention it again, got it?”
“So….honestly” Midoriya asks, leaning in slightly so as not to be heard. “is the fantasy… like taking turns, or at the same time?”
Heat rushes to your cheeks. You bury your face into your hands. “Okay, It’s time for me to go.” You said loudly, grabbing your bag and standing.
Kirishima bolts out of his chair, “I’ll walk you–.”
You raise your hand to stop him. “Nope, you stay here, I’m needed on set really early tomorrow, so I need to get some rest, I’ll grab a taxi out the front.”
As you step out from the table, you see Kirishima’s shoulder slump as he takes his seat again. You place your hand on Midoriya's shoulder and lean down to his ear and whisper “Come on now Midoriya, I was made an omega for a reason, why have one… when you take two at the same time.” Midoriya spits his drink out and looks up to you. You wink and walk away.
The following morning you were greeted by a very tired, slightly hungover NextGen, Kirishima slumped in your chair as you finished off his braids. His eyes closed, breathing slow. One hand resting on your hip, tracing the fabric on your jeans.
Over the years this was something you were used to with the pack. They became more affectionate and touchy depending on their moods. You didn’t mind, your omega enjoyed the attention.
You stood behind Kirishima, spraying the last bit of hairspray, checking every braid and strand once more. Making sure everything was in the right place. Kirishima watched you in the mirror with a soft smile. You look at him and place your hands on his shoulder.
“All done.”
He stood, reaching for your hand, pressing it to his lips. “Come on man, your turn.” He spoke to Bakugou, who currently lounged across the couch; an arm thrown over his eyes.
Being last was an unusual spot for Bakugou, he always insistent on being first in your chair. Something about the way Denki bounces about the room when he is finished annoys him. But when he is first he can leave and go to the greenroom fair away from the energetic omega.
The blonde threw himself into your chair, leaning against one side.. You ran your fingers through his hair, standing closer to the side he was resting on “You doing okay bub?” You asked.
He nodded, wrapping an arm around your waist as a way to ground himself. You tugged lightly at his hair, earning a small whine. His other hand found your hip, pinning you gently as he rested his head against your stomach. You stayed in place unable to move.
“Katsuki, let Y/N go, so they can do your hair.” Kirishima called from across the room, busy adding jewelry to his look.
Bakugou growled, the red head froze. Kirishima quickly made his way over to the two of you.
“You wanna do that again alpha?” He questions, Bakugou turns his head and glared at the pack alpha.
Sensing the tension from the alpha display you tried your hardest to snap Bakugou out of it. “Come on, up you go.” You say, walking behind the chair and pulling his body into an upright position. “Yeah, yeah, yeah okay,” He sighed.
Kirishima steps forward getting into his face, his hand making its way into the blonde's hair tugging it sharply. “Behave Katsuki, or what we spoke about last night …. Won’t happen.” He warned then stalked away. Bakugou released the breath he was holding. The air around him became hot and the smell of sex came off him.
“Jesus Bakugou, you horny this early in the morning?” Sero jokes from across the room, Shinso quietly laughs. Bakugou ignored them, opting to stare at you through the mirror with his eyebrow raised. “How could I not be with this hot ‘mega' at my side touching me.” He winked, You rolled your eyes at his behavior.
“Shinso, you are needed for dance rehearsal.” The PA calls from the doorway. Shinso sighed but obeyed, casting a smirk your way before leaving. Turning your attention back to Bakugou you finish his hair quickly making sure every strand was perfect.
Quiet settled across the room and this morning's activity played over in your mind. With a final spray, you placed your hands on his shoulder, “You’re done.” you say softly, stepping back to allow him to have a closer look.
“Thanks ‘mega.” His arm found its way around your waist as he held you longer than necessary. Kirishima watched the two of you with a smile. “Always with the dramatics, huh?” Kirishima joins your other side and the three of you watch each other in the mirror.
“It comes with the territory of being pack, if I wasn’t used to it after all this time, maybe I should find a different field of work.” You chuckle, batting the two towards the door. They don’t argue, only a push or shove as they walk side by side. These small moments, the touches, teasing and the care make it all worth it. It makes NextGen more than just an idol group to you. They are family.
Stretching, you raise your arms above your head, closing your eyes and taking a deep breath. Today was a dream…. a very busy, overwhelming one. The boys' comeback was a success and you could not be more proud of them, not just as a friend but as a Nexus. You just knew, deep down, that this comeback will be spoken about for a long time.
Settling into your studio chair, you looked at your reflection in the mirror, studying it. Your makeup had stayed in place, your hair was another story. Opting this morning for an updo, it kept the hair from your face white you worked. The updo sadly had not lasted the full 14 hour day. Taking out your pins, one by one you thought of the next style. Your studio door opened quietly, you had barely noticed too focused on the task at hand.
Bakugou stepped into the room and stood behind your chair, hands sliding into your hair as he rubbed your scalp.
“Change in career’s?” You teased, smiling at him.
“Can’t an Alpha just take care of their ‘mega' sometimes? Especially one that spent the entire day taking care of my ass and keeping me out of trouble.” He tugged lightly on our hair, making you whimper softly. A grin spreads out across his face.
“I suppose… but in saying that, I’m not your omega.” you muttered and started to put away the pins on the desk in front of you. Ignoring his intense gaze. The alpha tried to open his mouth and argue with you, then stopped.
“Bakugou, Kirishima wants you out front and I need Y/n’s magic hands for my bangs.” Midoriya said from the doorway, you looked up meeting his gaze. The blonde sighed, and kissed the top of your head and gently rubbed your shoulder as he left the room.
You styled your hair into a light curl, redoing an updo, keeping your focus. Midoriya raised his eyebrow at you.“What was that?” He asked, taking the seat in the stool beside you.
“Nothing.” You replied.
“That was not nothing, Man almost claimed you right then and there.”
“It . was . nothing .” You said firmly, closing your eyes. “Just Bakugou being Bakugou, you are reading too much into it.” Midoriya smirked at his reflection, “Would you look at that, my bangs seem to be fine, maybe I should bring Bakugou back in here and see what that ‘nothing’ will turn into…”
Laughing, you sprayed him with a little puff of hairspray, “Stop it you meany.”
“Oh, this will definitely be fun to watch tonight.” He stood and gathered your handbag and belongings. Finishing your hair you took his outstretched arm and off to the party the pair of you went.
The venue was not a lavish bar or filled with a bunch of A-list celebrities trying their hardest to snag a private moment or paparazzi trying to take the next perfect headline photo. It was a warm homely party, with everyone that helped on the comeback, close friends and family filled the room.
Midroiya detached himself from your arms, claiming he was going to find Todoroki. Which you did not believe due to the smirk and glimmer in his eye.
“I’ll leave your bag with Kirishima’s things, okay?” He called over his shoulder as he disappeared into the crowd.
Scanning the crowd, your omega stirring beneath your skin, trying to sense them too. You spotted them, both sitting on opposite ends of the sofa, idle chat between the two. Downing your glass, you grab a fresh one and make your way to the pair.
“So this is where you’ve been hiding.” You speak, sliding between the two.
“We’ve been waiting for you. We knew you’d find us ‘mega.” Bakugou muttered, leaning into your space. He took a sip of his drink and placed it on the table in front.
“Oh someone's full of themselves,” You smirk, flicking your hair off your shoulder. “So tell me alpha…why were you so sure I’d come find you.” You drop your gaze to his lips briefly.
Your attention on Bakugou, Kirishima crept closer to you. His hand resting on the lower part of your neck, his lips brushing your ear, “Maybe because of a certain fantasy?” he whispered.
Your head snaps towards him, you exhale sharply. “Excuse me…. what!?”
Bakugou leaned in closer again to win back your attention. “Yeah, a little birdy told us, you had a bias… and a bias wrecker.” he whispered into your neck, sniffing it gently. Your omega purrs at the attention of the two alphas, but your brain froze. Midoriya told your secret.
Quickly scanning the room, Midoriya raised his glass to you with a cheeky smirk.
“IZUKU MIDORIYA YOU.ARE.DEAD!.” You shouted, trying to peel yourself away from the alphas who are far more interesting in your neck and scent.
As you stood, Kirishima caught your wrist, holding it gently. He pressed a soft kiss to your scent gland. “Don’t blame him y/n, we always kinda knew… and honestly, it made us want you more.”
You turn your gaze to Bakugou, who silently nods in agreement.
“You think we didn’t know ‘mega,” He said, taking your other hand. “I remember you all those years ago, standing in front of us at a Nexus meet asking us to sign your photocards, you had me completely hooked… and then you became our stylist? And we can have you everyday?? Match made in heaven, don’t you think.” he continued.
Looking at Midroiya again, you don’t know what to do. The green head simply winks and turns to Todoroki. Needing a moment, you step back away from them. But your foot caught the edge of the rug. Expecting a hard fall you close your eyes, but instead as you tumbled Kirishima pulled you towards him making you land straight into his lap. His face brushed against you as he inhaled deeply.
“If anything omega, you should be thanking Midoriya,” He whispered, “he gave us the green light… so to speak… you felt the same way, interested in both of us.” You closed your eyes, letting the warmth of him calm you.
A hand lifted under your chin. Opening your eyes, you meet Bakugou’s fiery gaze, he is much closer than you realise. His eyes drop to your lips for a moment, his thumb tracing the outline. “Please, ‘mega if you don’t want this…don’t want us… say something and we’ll stop.”
Your heart raced, your omega screaming at you to accept these alpha’s. Before you could pull any words together you formed a decision. Reaching up, you grabbed the back of his head and pulled him into a deep urgent kiss. Kirishima chuckled from behind you, his lips brushing your neck as his hands explored your side. You pulled back from Bakugou slightly, your forehead resting against his. Kirishima warm breath brushes against your neck as you feel the heat radiating from both alpha’s. You could feel your omega submitting and for a moment the room around you does not exist.
Bakugou smirks, “Told you, you’re our ‘mega.”
A small laugh leaves your throat, “Let’s be honest, you caught me years ago.” Your voice trembled as your body became over-stimulated. Bakugou places a kiss on your nose and continues to look into your eyes. Kirishima places a matching kiss onto your temple, “We’ll take good care of you, promise.”
You take a deep breath, letting yourself finally relax around the two alphas. The party continues around you, no one aware of what has happened and changed between you three. Midoriya smirks from his corner, Denki gives him a high five as they laugh and jump in glee. It all fades for you as, right now, it is just you three.
Bakugou leans into you once more, and brushes his nose against yours. “You ready to join us for the rest of the night.”
You glance at Kirishima, his grin wide as he sends you a playful wink. Taking another deep steady breath, you feel your omega answer for you as you cannot stop your pheromones from releasing. “Yeah.. I definitely am.”
Bakugou matches Kirishima's grin and stands, lopping an arm around your waist. While kirishima keeps a hand on your shoulder. As the three of you rise, Bakugou takes your hand and pulls you away from the sofa. Without thinking, you pivot on your heels turning towards the red head. Your lips find his in a brief heated kiss, its soft but an unspoken promise. He freezes at first but then melts into it. Hands resting on your sides, as Bakugous holds you steady by the back of the neck.
Bakugou watches with sharp eyes, “Whoa.. okay, that was hot.” He mutters, trying to hide his smirk. You pull back from Kirishima, cheeks warm and heart racing. Your omega purrs to him. Kirishima’s heart melts at the sound and sight. Your voice is low and full of omega mischief, “Don’t think for one moment, I was going to leave without doing that.”
Kirishima laughs, “You can do that, whenever you want, little one.”
Bakugou shakes his head, trying to hide his smirk. He takes a step closer, closing the space between you two, dropping his head to the side to catch your gaze. “Don’t get used to me allowing you to do that without consequences,” he warns, his tone playful but serious. “Eiji might run the pack, and NextGen but when it comes to my omega? I’m in charge.”
You chuckle but feel your knees weaken at his confidence as it radiates from him. Kirishima stands just behind you, he leans in. “I lead the pack but Bakugou has a claim on you too and I’ll listen and respect that.” He says calmly, pinching your side gently.
Bakugou sends out a low growl, as a playful warning before sliding his hands around your waist pulling you to him. Kirishima adds, “We’re a team, you’ll be safe with us.”
Bakugou leans down and places a kiss on your nose, “Always safe, I don't care what the rest say or think, When it comes to my omega.. I call the shots.” Kirishima chuckles at Bakugou's display, “I know, she knows but you need to remember the pack first.”
“Pack First.” He echos the leader, a growl forming in his throat. “But when it comes to her, I’m the one she answers too.”
“You two are impossible.” You laugh, hitting his chest before nuzzling into him.
As the three of you make your way across the party, your heartbeat is still racing and hammering against your chest from the little playful power struggle. Your omega loves it all. Bakugou keeps a steady possessive hand on your waist, while Kirishima keeps a steady touch of reassurance on your neck. Midoriya raises an eyebrow and smirks at the display, clearly very happy with his medaling but you can’t help but grin and feel incredibly lucky that he broke his promise.
Denki bounds over to you, waving his glass around. “HEY Y/N, alpha 1 and alpha 2… celebrate with us.” He shouts, alcohol clearly affecting his system. Denki is completely unaware of the small battle of dominance happening. Sero joins the small group that has gathered, “Careful there y/n, don’t get too distracted by their beauty, you are walking a fine line between two of the hottest alpha’s in the industry.”
Bakugou sends a growl out to the group, “Shut up tapeface.”
Kirishima laughs, placing a hard hand on his shoulder “Knock it off Katsuki, it’s only fun, bet you did not think he would be this possessive.”
You roll your eyes and lean into Bakugou, he tilts his head down and brushes his lips across your jaw. Pressing a small kiss to his check, “I’ve known that all along, wouldn’t have him any other way.” You reply to Kirishima and hold your hand out to him. “Don’t worry, you are still my leader.”
Kirishima presses a kiss to your forehead, leaning down to whisper in your ear. “And I’ll make sure you are safe.. When he is being….” Kirishima gestures to all around him. “.... possessive.”
Bakugou growls playfully this time, "I'm POSSESSIVE, not DANGEROUS shitty hair."
You laugh again, caught between the warmth of your two alphas. The buzz of celebration fills the room and a sense of belonging settles over the pack.
Hello everyone, I had some ideas for an Idol group fics but did not want to actually write idol fics, didn't want to opent that door so I transitioned them to my hero and omegaverse.
They are all stand alone fics, unless said otherwise but some information will stay the same. Second genders might change from fic to fic, the pack leader and group leader will also change from fic to fic. All will be mentioned at the begining of each fic .
These fics are very long and some deal with heavy triggering topics.
Idol group - Mixed gendered and mixed 2nd gendered group (depends on fic) called NextGen
Members - Bakugou, Kirishima, Denki, Sero, Jirou, Mina, Midoriya and Shinso (depends on fic)
Company they belong to - U.A Entertainment
Fan name - Nexus Reader - Female - job varies (depends on fic)
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MASTERLIST
Lil Snippets below, let me know what you think and what you are most excited for x
Bias and Bias Wrecker - Idol!Alpha!KiriBaku x Stylist!Omega!FemReader - HERE
Lost Trust - Pack!Idol x Omega!FemReader
When you awake, you stretch your hand out to his and he takes it. Both of you do not speak for sometime, only look out the window in silence. Saying your name, he rubs your thumb in a calming motion. Turning your head you look at him.
“Omega, there's something I want– no there's something I need to do.” His voice is steady and calm.
Midroiya takes a breath, you can feel him tremble silently. “I need to tell the alpha’s….” He takes another breath before continuing, “About everything, the training, the hiding, the injections, all of it.” You feel yourself holding your breath, “I won’t go to them without your permission, this is your body, your choice and your story, but baby, they need to know.”
Midoriya’s words land heavy on you, tears start to fill your eyes and fear of Hina and what she will do fills your heart.
“But if you tell them, everything will change.” You whisper back, trying to make yourself smaller. Midoriya grips your hand tighter, to bring you back to him. “I know, but y/n, keeping it quiet, carrying all this alone, I can’t sit by and let it happen.”
Frenzy - Idol!Alpha!Kirishima x PA!Omega!FemReader - HERE
Mom and Dad - Idol!Alpha!Baku x Actor!Omega!FemReader
Pairing: Alpha!Bakugou x Alpha!Kirishima x Omega!FemReader
Warnings: language, omegaverse, pregnancy
Word Count: 4400+
A/N: I have a very exciting Idol AU omegaverse series in the background cooking up, They are all stand alone fics, there are three so far. But I wanted to bash out a cute little pack fic before that. Hope you all like it <3
Summary: Your pack had not been together for three years, lots had changed the main being a little secret you and your alpha's have been keeping for 5 months. Pack leader Denki has called everyone home for a vaction, a vaction to make you all a strong pack again, the downside you have not told anyone, should it still remain a secret and for how long?...
As part of a new world hero organization effort, there was a high demand for your fellow pack mates to travel the world and help other countries deal with world ending situations, situations like One for All.
A proposition was brought to your pack, 3 years, a 3 year mission, traveling the globe speaking to final year students and hero commissions. The rest of the pack had shorter missions, each were a few weeks here and there but the main one was the 3 years. When it was brought to Pack Alpha, Denki, he struggled, he wanted to take it himself but he had to focus on the pack.
When Denki spoke to the pack and explained it all, he left it open to take as he didn't want to be one to send someone away, but it needed to be taken.
That night, you, Bakugou and Kirishima spoke about it. In hindsight it made sense for your little trio to take it. Each taking a year and by the end of it, it would make you all stronger as a trio. The following morning you brought the plan to Denki, who was very happy and thankful to you all. Bakugou agreed to take the first year, as he was still building up his strength and wanting to still help Deku. Kirishima was taking the middle year, as he could take the year of absence from FatGums agency and you took the last, as you were still trying to figure out what you wanted to do. Stay a hero or during the absence of one of your alpha’s get your teaching degree.
It was a struggle these years, having one alpha away from you but you were able to grow a deeper connection with your alpha that was present. 3 years went so fast in an instant, one moment you were saying goodbye to Bakugou, the next Kirishima and then the next you were arriving home having completed your year.
It had been a long time since all the pack were together and now that everyone had finished the cross world missions, Denki demanded that everyone go away camping for the weekend. You were pacing your shared bedroom, panicking about what to wear to hide. Bakugou, sensing your stress from the front room, comes to you.
“Hey mama, what’s wrong?” He questioned.
“What’s wrong? What’s wrong? Bakugou, how am I supposed to hide this?” You shout, gesturing to your newly growing bump. It had happened so quickly after you came back, you had decided that you loved teaching and took a position in U.A. Your alpha’s were very proud of you and started to see your nurturing side coming out, then before your most recent heat you all spoke about the future and what you all wanted or had felt during the absence from each other.
All three of you came to the same idea, starting a family. You were now 5 months pregnant, 5 months of not seeing the pack, as they were finishing their own missions and you just hid away from everyone.
Bakugou smiled and made his way to you, holding you from behind, his hands resting on your growing bump, his nose tucked into his neck, breathing you in. “Well I think you look simply divine like this.” You purred in response and turned in his arms, holding his face. “I don’t feel divine, but Alpha, how are we going to hide this?” You ask, Bakugou's alpha slips through and growls, not at you but at the thought of hiding your pregnancy. “We could just tell everyone?” He whispers, kissing your hand.
“Katsuki, the pack hasn’t been a pack for three long years, we need to act as a pack first before we add this new addition, it's for the sake of the pack.” You say, looking into his eyes.
“I’ve got lots of baggy shirts. We'll manage to hide the bump but stopping Midoriya from being latched onto you, will be the real struggle.” Kirishima says from the door, turning in Bakugou arms, his hands finding your stomach again. You look at your other Alpha, his arms crossed, leaning up against the door shirtless, slightly sweaty from his work out. He looked incredibly sexy and you needed him, you needed Bakugou too. The blonde returned to your neck, kissing and biting it slightly. Kirishima tense his muscles, breathing in the air. “Damn, Omega, you see something you like.” he says, pushing off the door, making his way to you.
You feel a blush on your cheeks and try to pull away. “Not so fast.” Bakugou growls into your neck, “Yeah Omega, you need your alphas huh?” Kirishima adds, his hands touching your sides and rubbing them. “Cruel, you are both so cruel.” You say, closing your eyes, leaning on Bakugou. He bit your neck causing you to moan loudly and you grip Kirishima’s arms. Kirishima brings his lips to yours, “Oh we’ll show you how cruel we can be, right Katsuki.”
You had arrived. Lots of cars were parked outside the cabin and you stepped to the boot of your car attempting to take your bags. “No mama, I got it.” Bakugou winks, you shake your head and smooth your very baggy clothes. Kirishima puts an arm around you releasing some calming pheromones.
The front door opens and the three of you look. Denki steps forward and puts his arms out to his fellow pack mates. Hugging each alpha and then bring you in for a hug, in a panic you swerve him aiming for a side hug. “Sorry I'm not used to being around people again.” You both laugh, once upon a time in U.A. it had taken you a long time to start skinship with the pack and even though you know have no problem it now, it was the best excuse you three could come up with.
“Don’t worry Omega, that's why we are here, to be a pack again, I’ll tell everyone to give you time, don’t worry.” He pats your head and ushers you inside with your alpha’s.
Denki closes the door and keeps you behind him. “Okay, everyone listen up. I know it has been a long time since we’ve all been together and that we need to learn to be a pack again. But at this moment, Y/n is struggling with skinship. So give her and her omega time okay?” He commands the group and points at Deku. “Especially you Midoriya, give her time okay, no touchy.”
Deku points at himself and feigns being hurt by the comment but nods, he peaks around Denki and looks at you. “Don’t you worry babe, you’ll be back in my arms by the end of the day.”
Smirking at his comment, you step out and wave at everyone. Happy to see your pack back together.
Later in the evening, you were starting to feel worse. Your morning sickness manifests during the evening and you are just so tired. Feigning a headache you hid away in your room and let your alphas mingle with the group again.
A silent knock on the door, breaks your inner spiral. “Yeah?” You call out cheerfully from under the covers. Bakugou pokes his head into the room. “Oh my poor ‘mega, you doing okay?”.
Sighing, you throw the covers off yourself and glare at the blonde. “Okay, yeah, stupid question.” Bakugou sits down on the bed beside you and places his hand on your stomach, rubbing it gently. “Foods ready downstairs, everyone's asking for you.” He says quietly. Groaning, you throw a pillow over your head. “Okay, okay, I got this but I also cannot promise I won’t throw up, so you boys better cover for me.” Slipping the pillow off your head, you sit up and adjust your clothing and hold out your hand to Bakugou.
Walking hand in hand to the sitting room, your entire pack is spread across the seats. All drinking and talking. “There she is, welcome back to the land of the living.” Mina says and holds her drink to you in a nod. “Thanks Babe.” You wink at her.
Sitting on the sofa, Bakugou joins your side sitting in the middle seat - to use his body as a visual shield from everyone, just in case your top falls a certain way. Kirishima is sitting on the floor across from you, he is watching you, his eyes speaking to you asking if you are okay. Nodding you look around at everyone and join in with the conversations.
“Damn Omega, you are looking a little green, are you doing okay?” Shinso asks from one of the chairs that was dragged from another room “Me? Oh yeah, I’m all good, just not good with traveling and change of the season. You know how my allergies are, I’ll be right as rain in a few hours, ignore me.” You wave him off. “Right…. Allergies..” Midoriya says under his breath from the other side of Bakugou. You chose to ignore him.
Bakugou was plating a few pieces of meat and rice into a little bowl for you, and held a thin piece of meat in his chopsticks bringing it to your mouth. You eyes meet him in a pleading matter, you are not sure you’ll be able to keep it down. He stares at you, not letting it go. Your eyes flick to Kirishima, his holding your glaze, you can practically hear the both. You need to eat omega, keep the strength up for pebble. Sighing again you take the small piece into your mouth and chew.
Bakugou was smirking, happy that he got you to eat.
It was short lived, you could feel your mouth fill with saliva. Stopping chewing, you raised from the sofa and quickly left the room, running to your bathroom.
The Pack, all look around at each other. Kirishima and Bakugou tried to ignore what had just happened because they had no idea how to cover for you, so they continued to eat. “Shouldn’t, I don’t know, maybe one of you should go and check on her?” Todoroki asks the pair, they look at each other. “She's fine, don’t worry, just the flu, she has her meds and would hate us all worrying and putting all this good food to waste.” Kirishima replied. “Yeah, nerds dig in.” Bakugou added.
The pack paused again, looking at Denki unsure what to do. Sighing he started to eat again and everyone followed. Everyone bar the green haired one, who during his alpha’s question slipped away and followed after you and his hunch.
Throwing yourself on the floor, just in time, you throw up the very little substance that is in your body into the toilet. Taking deep breaths, you hold your stomach with one hand the other holding your head as you try to get over the sudden dizziness you feel.
Too focused on breathing you don’t sense someone entering the bathroom. “Oh my poor omega.” They whisper softly, and kneel beside you. You look up and meet Midoriya’s gaze. You try to speak but gag again and focus on the toilet. Midoriya is kneeling, taking you all in. His hand rubs up and down your back. Taking another deep breath, you feel it has passed and you reach to flush the toilet and turn to sit instead, leaning against it.
Midoriya suddenly gasps, you snap your head to his eyes and see them fill with tears. Your eyes follow his gaze, down to his hand cupping your growing stomach. In your moment of sitting normally and not really noticing Midoriya’s hand on your back, he had brought his hand to meet yours that was on your side, and your shirt had become taut against you. Exposing your little secret.
“You…. you’re…..Y/n…..” He tries to speak but tears flow from his eyes, you’re frozen again not sure what to do. There was no point in hiding it against him, he had figured it out. “Yes?” You question, looking at his outstretched hand. “Omega, you’re pregnant, dotheyknow, waitofcoursetheyknowomgthatswhytheyareactingsoweird, haveyoutoldnayoneyet, canisayhellopleasecani,waitareyouhappypleasesayuouarehappybecasueomgiamsohappyrightnow!!!!!” He exclaims, muttering while he tries to wipe his tears. Laughing, you reach forward and help to wipe his tears, “Okay, okay, I’ll answer all your questions, ask again slowly.”
Midoriya holds your hands with the biggest smile on his face.
“I’m assuming they know, so how far along?”
“Yes, they do and I am about 5 months along. You should’ve seen Katsuki when I told them, and cried all night long.”
“Does anyone else know? Why are you hiding it?”
Taking a breath to think how to answer, Midoriya squeezes your hands to ground you.
“No one… just my alpha’s and now you. We didn’t know how to tell everyone. We haven’t been a pack for such a long time and this… changes things. Denki was so excited to have Pack back together we didn’t want to drop this onto everyone so soon.”
“Oh y/n, you silly omega, regardless of us not being around each other, you being pregnant and having this little miracle is the best thing for our pack, it will definitely make us tighter, Just the other day Todoroki was mentioning about wanting some pups, Denki loved the idea of pack pups and Mina started a money pool on who will have them first.” He laughed, touching your shoulder putting you at ease.
“Yeah… I suppose you’re right.” You sniffle and look at him. His eyes flick to your stomach and he is about to say something... then stops. You already know what he is begging to ask, and he knows you know.
“You want to say hello?” You ask, guiding his hand towards your stomach to where the baby is kicking. “It’s not super strong yet but you should be able to feel them.” Midoriya gasps, tears welling again, and pulls you close, holding you tightly and instinctively nuzzling your scent.
A cough at the door, breaks the two of you apart. “Dammit Deku!” Bakugou snapped, “You just couldn’t wait could you.” Midoriya bats his legs as he steps into the bathroom. Bakugou ignores the other omega and reaches down, lifting you effortlessly from the floor. “Come on, to bed.”
Bakugou carries you to bed, pulling the covers back and just before he tucks you in, the blonde looks over his shoulder to Midoriya. “Come on, get in. There is no point in pretending now, you want to and so does sh-” Before Bakugou could finish Midoriya was across the room and dived under the covers, pulling you in for cuddles. Laughing Bakugou tucks in the omegas and leaves the room. The pair chatting about baby names, scenting, and occasionally purring.
Bakugou re-entered the sitting room and met Kirishima's eyes, he nodded. Kirishima released the breath he didn’t know he was holding. “Oi. Icy-hot” Bakugou shouted and took a sip of his beer. Todoroki broke from his conversation with Sero and looked at him.
“Don’t forget to get your omega out of my bed when you head up, get it. There’s no way I’m sleeping in the same bed as him again.” Bakugou smirked. Todoroki just nodde. “Yeah, no problem I’ll go up soon to get him - don’t want him to smell like your ashy ass anyway.” A chorus of Ohhs and laughter could be heard from around the room and Bakugou threw the pillow beside him at the other alpha.
Denki smiled as the room fell back into conversation. This was exactly what his alpha needed--the pack,together and happy. His thoughts drifted to the two omega’s upstairs curled around each other. Denki knew you well enough, he had seen you once or twice since you came back from your year's mission. He knew what your travel sickness was like and he knew what your allergies were like. He was a very attentive pack Alpha, whatever was currently happening with you he was excited. Denki had a hunch, that brought so much joy to his alpha.
You awoke the next morning, your body feeling heavy but your heart so full as you looked at both your alphas snuggled into you. Both their hands resting on your stomach. Feeling hungry without a second feeling of sickness, your omega wanted to cook breakfast for everyone. With a new mission settling into your head you carefully exited the arms of the alpha’s and made your way into the kitchen.
You opened the fridge to find piles of bacon, egg and sausages. Breakfast would be a fry up of course, with freshly baked blueberry muffins on the side– the little pup growing inside you had decided.
Lost in a world of your own, you did not notice Denki slipping quietly behind you as you mixed the blueberries into the muffin batter. A soft clearing of his throat made you jump. You spun on your heels to face him startled. “Ah, morning Denki, you scared me half to death.” He smiled.
“Morning, omega. How are you feeling?” Denki leaned against the countertop, watching you work. “Same old, same old, nothing too crazy at this hour of the morning.” You smiled at the alpha. He hummed and continued to watch you work. “Breakfast won't be for a little bit still, coffee?” You say and slightly turn your body away from him, as he seems to be looking at you with a raised brow.
“I’m happy to wait, gosh you must miss having your morning coffee, what was it two before 11am?.” He replies and starts to take a cup from the cupboard and pours himself some coffee for the brewed pot.
“Yeah, every damn day, I have to settle for tea or sometimes just hot water and mint leaves.” You reply again, and start to separate the batter into the separate muffin containers, your mind drifting to a hot cup of coffee that you longed to have.
“How are you finding that by the way, but hey I can’t imagine you have much longer to go though right?” Denki asks and brings his cup to his lips.
“Yeah, not too long now, about 5 months till they are here.” Your hand finds its way to your stomach and your omega starts to purr. As the silence settles between the two of you, you smile at the thought of your pup. Suddenly the conversation replays in your head and and quickly you spin and point your battered spoon at the already grinning alpha.
“YOU KNOW!” You exclaim.
“Of course I know. Did you really think you could keep this away from me? I’m not just a pretty face,” he jokes, placing his cup down and opening his arms to you. “Ugh, I can’t believe you know, how’d you figure it out.” Placing the spoon down you, quickly make your way into the open arms of Denki.
“Well… even though I am all Knowledge and Power, I’ve been around pregnant omegas before. I have nieces and nephews, and as pack alpha, you can just sense these things–you smell sweeter; more vanilla than usual. The rest will pick up eventually but for now…. can I just say how happy I am for you and your alphas.” Denki says and kisses the top of your head. “Thanks Denks.” You whisper and bury your head into his chest. Tears start to fall from your eyes and sob quietly leaves your lips.
“Awh, come on now don’t cry.” He says and rubs up and down your arms.
“Jesus, Sparkplug, you set her off again.” Bakugou said, stepping into the kitchen. You peek out from Denki’s arms, glaring at your alpha. “Not my fault, you mess up my hormones.”
“Yeah, yeah, my fault again.” He shakes his head and makes his way over to you kissing your head and moves to make himself a coffee and ultimately takes over the cooking. “Big red still asleep?” Denki asks, looking to the ground and frowns. “What do you think?” Bakugou replies, focusing on cracking some eggs into a bowl. “Yeah, there’s just no waking him, he’ll smell the food eventually as will the others.” You add.
Denki moves his hands to your sides and places them on your hips; moving you so your back is against the countertop. In a quick motion the alpha picks you up and places you on the countertop. Denki leaves the room without a word and you look at Bakugou, who looks down to the ground, shakes his head and continues to cook.
Denki comes back shortly afterwards holding a pair of fluffy socks in his hands. Coming back over to you, he takes your bare foot in his hands and brushes the bottom of them, pulling a pair of fluffy socks over them, then quickly rubs the bottom to warm them up. Denki steps back and takes his cup of coffee again, looking up at you. Bakugou had stopped cooking and looked at the other blonde, you raised your eyebrow at him. “What? You shouldn’t walk around barefoot, it's cold and not good for the pup.” He replies, not really thinking much of it.
“Are you going to be like this the whole time?” Bakugou asks, turning back to the cooking. “It is my responsibility to take care of the members of our pack, including the new secret membe—” Denki tried to say but was cut off by a loud large red mass. “Secret members? What secret members? The only secret member teams I know are teenage mutant ninja turtles.” Kirishima makes his way over to you and kisses you, deciding to take a spot between you and Denki in a way to block your full view from him. “It’s okay babe, he knows.” You say rubbing his arm. “He knows what?” Kirishima asks. “I know about it, Kirishima.”
“Oohh, Denki knows.” Midoriya says as he enters the kitchen. “Wait, you know too that Y/n is?” Denki asks Midoriya. “Knows wha- OW! kATSUKI.” Kirishima exclaims, as looks at Bakugou who had just thrown a cooked sausage at his head. “Stop playing dumb, you know fully well what he is referring to.”
“That y/n is pregnant? Yeah, I actually figured it out a few weeks ago but last night she told me, how'd you figure it out.” Midoriya replied to Denki’s question. “Wait y/n, you’re pregnant?” Kirishima exclaims, holding his chest in shock. “EIJIROU!?” Bakugou shouts at the red head, pointing his spoon at him once more. “Unless you want to wear your breakfast I suggest you stop.”
“That she's pregnant?” Denki asks Midoriya. “Hold on, y/n you're pregnant?” Sero asks as he enters the kitchen. All heads turn to look at the newcomer to the kitchen. “What? You are all speaking very loudly?”
“Yeah, is this supposed to be secret cause I could smell it on her last night, I just didn’t say anything.” Shinso spoke up from the corner. Laughing, you put your head on Kirishima's shoulder and looked out at your pack as the rest slowly trickled into the kitchen and all argued on how they all figured it out.
“So much for hiding huh?” Bakugou whispers to you and pulls you into his side. “You are still more than welcome to keep wearing my tops, I think you look pretty sexy in them.” Kirishima says and kisses your shoulder.
Bakugou picks you up off the countertop and walks to the kitchen table, placing you in a set.
“Kats, can you take the muffins out?” you ask. He nods and continues his job on getting the breakfast to the table. Midoriya slots into the seat beside you and pulls your chair closely to his. His head rests on your shoulder, his arm finding its way around your waist. “So everyone knows?”
You smile and look out at them all, “Yep, everyone knows.”
As Bakugou fills the table with plates of food, Todoroki puts plates in front of everyone. Mina ushers the pack to sit. Shinso puts glasses of juice in front of everyone. Everyone works in harmony with each other. “So just saying, as pack alpha, I feel you should name the pup; Denki for a boy or Denka for a girl.”
“That’s an awful name for a pup” Midoriya replies, sticking out his tongue at the alpha.
“I agree, terrible choice.” Shinso adds.
Tucked into Midoriya side you watch the pack all argue on what names are good and what names are terrible. Your omega starts to purr again at the love they are feeling around the table.
A fork enters your vision and you turn. Kirishima is leaning across the table and holding it out for you to take a bite of the bacon. You chuckle and just as you are about to take a bite, another fork enters your peripheral vision with a bit of sausage on the end, you look to see Bakugou who is sitting beside you holding it out for you to take. “Oi nerd, eat up will you.”
“Yeah, yeah I will.” you reply, as both alphas wait patiently for you to choose their offering. You reach for the muffin in front of you, breaking a piece off and place it in your mouth. Using your other hand you push the forks back to them. “Tck, sweet tooth as always.” Bakugou shakes his head. “You need protein too mama.” Kirishima adds, piling the meat onto your plate.
“Don’t forget the vitamins.” Midoriya adds and places a glass of fresh juice in front of you. “Oi, Don’t you start too.” You reply back, nudging your fellow omega.
“You know I’m almost jealous of all this attention you are getting.” Midoriya huffs beside you. “Oh don’t you worry, by the way Shouta keeps looking at me, I think you won’t be too far along behind me, what is it now? 2 weeks till your next heat.” You whisper and wink at your fellow omega.
Midoriya’s head shoots to his alpha’s down the table who is watching yous the entire time, “Don’t even think about it mister, not happening…. Well not yet.” Midoriya exclaimed and pointed his fork at his alpha.
NOTICE: As more and more fanfic writers are using generative AI for their works (you uncreative dweebs), I hereby swear on everything I hold dear that I have not and will NEVER use generative AI in ANY of my written work. Everything I post will be organically and creatively my own.
A/N: Part2 is here, hope everyone liked it - Tiff x
Summary: You loved Bakugou, he was your life and you were his. Then one day a villian attack ruin everything, your life as you had known it went up in smoke, your future with Bakugou gone. There was only one escape from it all, leaving him and leaving your dream of being a hero.
SONG - https://youtu.be/fC1uROpxNrQ?si=Qsgr9IKHU7PlCDWF
Song in fic - Purple
Flashback - Italics
It had been many weeks since Bakugou found out you were pregnant. His whole world turned upside down. His nightmares changed from the accident, but to you and the life you were both supposed to have together. He found himself resenting Uraraka, and both ended up breaking up.
Not knowing if you’d ever give him another chance, he knew he had to change, not just for you but for your child together. He knew that you didn’t want him involved but one day you will want him there and that day he will be ready and healed.
Bakugou started therapy and was working hard on himself, and trying to sort out his life. He had taken a step back from Hero work needed to heal and not lose himself in work. He had found himself volunteering more, helping out more in Hero studies with U.A., even going to campus and helping Aizawa with training drills. Bakugou started to like his life again, he just wished you were there to witness it and be proud of him.
This is how the blonde found himself on a talk show, standing beside Kirishima, Sero, Deku, Jirou, Dark Shadow and Denki, all waiting in the greenroom to go on stage. There was a knock on the door and a stagehand opened the door and in walked you and Hawks.
You both held hands and were deep in conversation, Bakugou looked at Kirishima with a scowl. “What are they doing here?” He whispered to Kirishima, “Surprise?” The redhead said awkwardly. You made your rounds, around your friends saying hello. Hawks had left the room to sort out some media. You approached Kirishima giving him a hug, “How's my favourite nephew?” He asks, Bakugou raises his eyebrow. “She is your niece, and she is doing well, just like her Mom.” You giggle and smack his arm, “Traitor, we were supposed to be manly bros together.” He whispers to your bump.
You look up at Bakugou, he’s looking down at you. A loving expression over his face, “How are you doing Bakugou?” You ask him, since he started therapy he had been sending you emails on how he is doing, and what he is going through, it was a step of atonement. Bakugou had used an old email of yours and didn’t expect you to actually read them but you did, every single one. “Yeah, yah, I'm good, doing good, dragged here somehow, how are you doing? You look amazing, glowing.” He says, unsure what to do with his hands, opting to put them behind his back as if he touched his hair anymore it would become greasy.
“I'm good, tired, I'm doing my last performance today before I pop, so yeah.” You reply, rubbing your bump. Bakugou looks down, so desperately wanting to touch the bump, feel her kick but that is a step too far. There's a silence between you, “I got your emails..” Bakugou's eyes snapped to yours and he nervously put his hand through his hair. “Yeah, I didn’t actually think you would, my therapist wants me to write letters to myself but I thought it was stupid, so he made me choose someone who is the most important in my life, so I used your old U.A email, nothing knowing you still had it active.” he admits.
“It’s good Kats, I’m proud of your growth.” You say as you look towards the door that Hawks just came through, immediately at your side, holding you tight and kissing your head. “They are ready for sound check, and then you guys are on, in about 10 minutes or so, so no one disappears, Denki I’m looking at you.” Hawks points to the other blonde.
“Yes sir, Commissioner Sir.” He says and salutes, causing you all to laugh.
“I’ll see you later then,” You smile at your friends.
The talk show host invited all the hero’s on stage. “Wow, ladies and gentlemen, I cannot tell you how difficult it was to get all these amazing hero’s all in one place.” The audience cheers and calls out different heroes to try and get their attention but they are all smiles and waves.
“Now, Later on in the show, we do have Y/n performing. You’ve been friends with her for years, did you always know she could sing like that?” They ask the heroes. Jiriou speaks up first, “Yes, we used to have these late night jamming sessions in the dorm rooms, all hours of the night, even oldman Bakugou would forgo bedtime and join in.” The crowd cheered, “The voice of an angel she has! But if i’m honest we were never privy all the time to hear it, Bakugou heard her full potential all the time.” Kirishima adds, nudging his best friends beside him and smirks.
The host looks at Bakugou with pleading eyes, as to say, please please open up, you never do, let us in. He gave in, “Yeah I hold those memories very dear to me, I would have these mornings off and like clockwork I would wake up at the same time everyday, so Y/N would always try to creep out the room first, thinking I was still asleep…” Bakugou took a breath, Kirishima moved beside him, putting his arm on his friend's chair to say, I’m here, you’re doing good. “...she’d go and start breakfast, normally always burning it, and sing, so I would leave the room and stand by the kitchen and listen to her, the perfect mornings, I miss them honestly.”
All his friends are looking at him, surprised he spoke so much and shared so much. Your name was something that had been vetoed for any and all interviews and dinner tables. “Wow, Bakugou, that is truly something, a magical morning.” He nodded at the interviewer to say thank you.
“Now Denki, rumor has it that you are starring in the next season of…” The interviewer moved on in conversation but Bakugou was stuck for a moment, stuck in his memories. Kirishima noticed his friend staring off patted his back and the two looked at each other, rejoining the conversation.
As the interview began to wrap up, everyone laughed and had a good time, even Bakugou.
“Now the moment you’ve all been waiting for, Y/n performing The Loneliest from her new album, take it away.” The lights dipped on the heroes and a spotlight found you.
“You'll be the saddest part of me
A part of me that will never be mine
It's obvious
Tonight is gonna be the loneliest
You're still the oxygen I breathe
I see your face when I close my eyes
It's torturous
Tonight is gonna be the loneliest”
“There's a few lines that I have wrote
In case of death, that's what I want
That's what I want”
The smoke swirled around you, as you lost yourself in song again. The crowd began to light up their phones creating a cast of twinkling stars, the backdrop of your band had a similar backdrop.
“So don't be sad when I'll be gone
There's just one thing I hope you know
I loved you so”
'Cause I don't even care about the time I've got left here
The only thing I know now is that I wanna spend it
With you, with you, nobody else here
Tonight is gonna be the loneliest”
Bakugou sat on the stage and watched you, he was breaking inside. His chest had actually started to hurt, listening to these powerful words you were singing. A stagehand tried to get the attention of the heroes to move them off stage, so your interview could be next but he couldn't move, frozen, Listening to you, as if you were a siren, beckoning him to his death.
“You'll be the saddest part of me
A part of me that will never be mine
It's obvious
Tonight is gonna be the loneliest
You're still the oxygen I breathe
I see your face when I close my eyes
It's torturous
Tonight is gonna be the loneliest”
Kirishima noticed the stagehand trying to get them all off stage, and pulled the blonde with him. Quickly the pair moved to the back of the audience, just by one of the cameras. You watched Bakugou as he moved, fixed on him.
“I'm sorry, but I gotta go
If you'll ever miss me, give this song
Another go”
Bakugou had tears in his eyes, all he could think of was your perfect morning together, of all the late nights, the patrols, the talking, the gifts, holidays, all of it. Bakugou was seeing your life together in a film on fast forward, his world was crashing around him. He had messed up badly and there was no saving him.
“And I just keep on thinking how you made me feel better
And all the crazy little things that we did together
In the end, in the end it doesn't matter
If tonight is gonna be the loneliest”
Bakugou started to wobble on his feet, Kirishima steadied his friend, and stood beside him like a wall. Offering support. Bakugou knows it’s over, he knows he has to let you go.
“You'll be the saddest part of me
A part of me that will never be mine
It's obvious
Tonight is gonna be the loneliest
You're still the oxygen I breathe
I see your face when I close my eyes
It's torturous
Tonight is gonna be the loneliest”
“You'll be the saddest part of me
A part of me that will never be mine
It's obvious
Tonight is gonna be the loneliest”
As you finished the last part, you looked directly at Bakugou. For viewing it was like you were looking directly at them, but this was for him. You were telling him that he’ll always be a part of you that it was supposed to be you and him against the world but it can’t happen anymore, it’s all over.
“You'll be the saddest part of me
A part of me that will never be mine
It's obvious
Tonight is gonna be the loneliest
You're still the oxygen I breathe
I see your face when I close my eyes
It's torturous
Tonight is gonna be the loneliest”
The day had come that you were dreading the most, your little one was making you very aware that they were coming today. Hawk’s had been with you when your labour had started, during the time of yours and Bakugou’s break up. You had found yourself leaning on Hawk’s more; it had started as friendship, a very confusing friendship. Once you had found out you were pregnant, not only were you scared of what Bakugou would think if he ever found out and what it meant for you, you had this deep fear of what Hawks would think or do. If he would up and leave or if you had ruined everything.
Telling Hawks was terrifying but once you explained everything to him, everything changed for good. He stepped in, and started to fill in the cracks in your heart and soul. You unofficially moved in with him and thus your relationship started to form. Right now he was in the hospital room with you, holding your hand and wiping the sweat from your brow.
Screaming in pain and gripping his hand tightly, you sobbed. “Keigo, is he here? Has he arrived?” You panicked looking around the room for Bakugou. You knew what you and Bakugou had was over, that you wanted to be with Keigo, but your body kept on reminding you of him. How he would calm you, how he knew to keep you safe and out of pain. Yes, Hawks has already shown you this and you felt safe and loved with him but your body called for Bakugou, you felt that you couldn’t do this without him.
“No baby, he is stuck on a mission but promises he’ll be here soon.” Hawks whispered to your head, leaving a kiss there. You hum at him, “Keigo, I’m so thankful for you, you know that right, and I know my emotions are all over the place right now but I want you to know tha-” Another shock of pain rips through your body and you scream out, gripping for Keigo pulling him to you. “I know baby, I know, It’s okay, I know, don’t need to tell me.” He smiles, holding you close to him. Bringing your hand to his face, you hold his cheek and look up at him, gripping his chin and bringing it down to your lips. “I love you Keigo Takami.”
He smiles lovingly at you, “and I love you Y/F/N”
The doctor in the room clears their throat, “Won’t be long now, we just have to run some small tests, Mr Takami, why don’t you step out for a moment and update your friends in the hall, while we take care of mom-to-be.”
Hawks look down at you and you nod, the question about Bakugou dies on your lips, but Hawks knows you well enough, “I’ll call him….again.” You smile resting your head behind you.
Hawks left your room and walked to the waiting area. As soon as he walked in Bakugou was on his feet, walking towards him, dressed in normal clothes.
“How is she doing?” He asked.
“She’s doing well, things are happening quickly, so it won't be long now.” He speaks to the group and places a hand on Bakugou’s shoulder. “Bakugou, can I talk to you for a moment?” Bakugou nods and the pair step off to the side. “Listen, man she is in a lot of pain and is asking for you. I told her what you asked me to tell her, that you are working and will be here soon but, maybe you should just come in no?” Hawks asks. Bakugou sighs and thinks for a moment. “It’s not that I don’t want to be in there with her, It’s killing me, but I also know her and if I walk in now and hold her hand, once this is all over she will hate the idea of being weak that she asked for me, she needs comfort and right now you are the best person for it and man you are doing an amazing job.” He smiles and touches Hawks shoulder. “Okay fine, but when she finds out that you’ve been here all this time and is pissed, you’re taking the fall okay.” He laughs and turns to leave to speak to the rest of the group.
“Mr. Takami, she is asking for you, it’s time.” A nurse spoke to the run and Hawks ran past her back into the hospital room.
After many long hours, she was here and she was beautiful. Holding her in your arms, Hawks joined you at your side. His arms wrapped around you both with tears in his eyes.
“Hey you three, there’s some very excited friends outside waiting for the news, should we let them in.” A nurse speaks from the door. You look into Hawk’s eyes and panic, you want Bakugou to meet her first, it was the least you could do for him and the past between you. Hawks understood straight away and unwrapped himself from you, kissing your forehead and whispered, “I’ll go get him.”
Nodding you looked back down at your daughter and waited in silence.
Bakugou entered the room, not really knowing what to do or how to feel, but the moment you locked eyes with him. It hit him hard, that he gave up this life with you, that he ruined this but he will differently be there for you both. He knew to let you both have a happy life, he needed to step back and not play an active role. Tears filled his eyes, as he made his way to you.
“We’ll I see you weren’t actually at work then?”
He takes a breath and makes eye contact, “No.” Looking down at your daughter again, “So why lie, I asked for you, I needed you?” A sob leaves your throat.
“You didn’t need me, I know you Y/N, I knew you’d call for me, I’m comfort; something you know, this was scary but you had Hawk’s, you needed to trust and rely on him, He’s already a better father than I would have even been.” Bakugou smirks and sits beside you, placing his arms around you looking down at your daughter. You cry again.
“This was supposed to be our story, you know.”
“I know, and I ruined this but for your happiness, hers and Hawks, I am telling you now I will be the best goddamn uncle there ever was, you hear me.” He pokes your nose and you look at him. “Even better than Kirishima?”
“Even better, the greatest.”
Sighing you look down again, “You’ll always be a part of me you know, and I’ll always love that part, you mean so much to me Kats but I-” You try to speak. “You love Hawks and you have for a long time.” Bakugou spoke for you. “I will always love you, you were it for me, I had my great love and I don’t need anything else in my life, You made me feel like I live a thousand lifetimes and I thank you for that, for loving me, being with me, caring for me, keeping everything afloat while I was sick and injured, for giving up your hero career and for creating her with me. Thank you so much y/n for everything, but I need to let you go.” He choked, you placed a hand on his cheek, and brought your forehead to his, you both sat in silence.
“I need to let you go too but I’ll always be here, she will be too and she’ll have the greatest uncle ever.” You wipe your tears and pull away. Bakugou does the same and looks to the door. Hawks had re-entered at some point, his arms crossed as he watched. Bakugou nodded at him in thanks for allowing him to have this moment with what would have been. Bakugou walked towards him and held out his hand to shake it. Hawks took his hand and placed his other on his shoulder. “Thanks man.”
“Take care of my whole world, treat her better than I ever did and be the most amazing dad.” Bakugou whispered and pushed passed leaving the room.
Hawks watched him leave and looked at you, tears still leaving your eyes. “You okay bub?” He joins your side, taking the spot of Bakugou, putting his arms around you both. “I am now, for the first time in a long time.” Looking at Hawks, he brought his hand to your face wiping away your tears. You smile at him.
“You know, you have some very excited friends outside that really want to come in.” Hawks says and nods towards the door. You flick your eyes to the door and see all your friends smushed up against the little glass window. Chuckling, you look back at Hawks. “Okay, you can let them in but first…” Bringing your hand to the back of his neck, you pull him forward, kissing him hard.
He kissed back, when suddenly there was a loud rattle at the door and a muffled scream, “HEY NOT IN FRONT OF MY GOD-DAUGHTER YOU HEATHENS.” Pulling away you look and see Kirishima pointing at the two of you, laughing as you push Hawks to open the door and let your friends in.
A/N: So trying out a song fic imagine, this will be two parts with a different song in each. Also trying my hand at a little Hawk, just something new altogether. More coming soon, I have some Alpha Denki fics cooking at the moment - Tiff x
Summary: You loved Bakugou, he was your life and you were his. Then one day a villian attack ruin everything, your life as you had known it went up in smoke, your future with Bakugou gone. There was only one escape from it all, leaving him and leaving your dream of being a hero.
SONG - https://youtu.be/K_sSq6-Qvlw?si=z0o4rmBtzIZG8pnd The Exit - Conan Gray
Song in fic - Purple
Flashback - Italics
It was three years ago when your life and Deku’s life was turned upside down, and 18 months ago since you lost everything. You had a wonderful life, Bakugou and you had been together 7 years, all through U.A and into Hero work. Working as a first response rescue hero was a dream come true, you loved your job. It was intense and scary at times as you never knew what you were going to find. Your Fiance and fellow classmates work hard in fighting the villains off and you work hard taking care of the scared or hurt civilians.
But that day, that day three years ago, ruined everything. Surprisingly you took the day off in order to help Deku pick out an engagement ring for Uraraka. Your two best friends on their way to get married, you couldn’t be anymore happy. Suddenly an explosive rippled through the city, running out of the store, you and Deku looked upon the horizon and could see a building on fire and shaking, it was only a matter of time before it fell. Without evening thinking you both ran in the direction. Upon arriving, looking around you could see all your classmates digging into the rubble that had already fallen.
“THANK GOD, Y/N HELP.” Kirishima screamed in your direction, quickly joining his side. You didn’t even think to ask who was trapped, you just got to work.
“It’s Bakugou and Uraraka, they wouldn’t get out of the way, they’re trapped.” Denki said to your left. You froze and looked for Deku, who stood staring at the pile. “C’MON THERE'S NO TIME.” Kirishima grabs your arm and pulls you back to the rubble, activating your quirk and ignoring the tears that fell from your eyes, you searched for them.
You had found them, using your quirk you were able to manipulate the rubble, turning it into play-doh and create a pathway to them, both unconscious, both barely alive. Kirishima pulled Bakugou up, his body broken and bleeding. Crying, you screamed at the medics to help, Bakugou was brought to the ambulance and whisked away, you crumbled down onto the ground, Kirishima catching you and promising everything will be okay, that he’ll be okay.
Bakugou was in a coma for a week, that week you never left his side. When he first opened his eyes it was the greatest sight you’d seen in your whole life. He was alive, and he was back to you. Bakugou stayed in the Hospital for 4 months, he had a long road to recovery ahead of him and you wanted to be there every step of the way. He had forced you to go to work a few times, Uraraka came over to sit with him, she was not as injured as Bakugou as he took most of the damage saving her.
Your first rescue mission after the attack was a disaster you couldn’t focus. All you could do was see Bakugou's unconscious body everywhere, you were sent home by your sidekick. Then your nightmares began, every night the same thing Bakugou dead, laying there and it was all your fault. You took a step back from hero work, simply telling Bakugou you weren't needed. You opted to keep his agency afloat and running, and being his full time nurse. Day and night you worked tirelessly getting him back on his feet, Deku did the same with Uraraka. The only peace and escape you both had was Thursday coffee mornings, where you could both pretend this never happened.
The accusations and fighting began between you and Bakugou, it's been three years since the accident and you gave up your hero dream and almost 2 years since you and Bakugou broke up.
You found yourself on a new path, music, music was your saving grace. You had a lot of emotions and a lot of things to talk about. Music was always in your soul, back in U.A in the dorms there used to be jamming sessions. This was your new path, and this new path found its way on stage singing in front of all your friends with your debut song. You hadn’t seen them all since you broke up with Bakugou, it hurt too much, everyone reminded you of the life you once had, one that was no longer an option. It’s been a few months since Bakugou and Uraraka announced their engagement. Both of them sat in the audience, Uraraka with the face of guilt but Bakugou was stone cold and staring deeply at you.
Sitting on the stool, you take a deep breath and wait for the strum of the guitar. Memories of your life flashing by.
“February, and the flowers haven't even wilted
It's crazy how fast you tilted
The world that we were busy buildin'
Mid-November, and I'm sippin' on a half-cold coffee
Starin' at a girl who's not me
On your arm, a carbon copy”
Sitting in your home that used to be yours and Bakugou, you look around, silence, the whole place is quiet. Lots of things had to be done today, the main being packing up Bakugou’s items. You didn’t want him to come in and do it himself, you didn’t even want to see him for that matter.
Sighing you reach for the newspaper and use it to wrap up some trophies of his, not really paying attention to the content. Taking another piece of paper you pick up a mug of his, a stupid one that had a picture of you and him, NO.1 HERO TEAM in bright red font, not thinking you wrap it up tightly but your eyes cast over the paper, its Bakugou and Uraraka, the headlines announcing their engagement. You freeze.
“Feels like we had matching wounds
But mine's still black and bruised
And yours is perfectly fine now
Feels like we buried alive
Something that never died
So, God, it hurt when I found out”
You awakened from the sleep you had found yourself in, Bakugou was screaming from the other room. You ran to him, he was perched on the side of the bed, trying to stand.
“Kats, please let me help you.” You reach for him,
“Back off.” He shoves you back, you stand back and look at him. You know he doesn’t mean it, he's just frustrated and in pain. He’ll be back to normal in no time. He stretches a small bit and reaches for his phone.
“You’re doing so much better Kats, I’m so proud.” You say to him, he stops looking at his phone and glares at you. “Shut up.”
There's a knock on the front door, and Bakugou gives you a look to open it. Leaving the room you swipe a tear away and put on a smile. “Uraraka? Were we expecting you” You say, holding the door close to you as you know Bakugou was in a mood, and you didn’t really want her here. “Oh I was in the neighbourhood and Katsuki had said to come over.” She smiled at you.
“Katsuki?” You questioned her, she froze for a moment, “Sorry, slips out every now and again, you know almost dying with someone, you do get close, but Bakugou said to come over.”
“You love her, it's over
Do you even doubt it on your lips? (When you say it, say it?)
You love her, it's over
You already found someone to miss
While I'm still standin' at the exit (oh-oh, oh-oh-oh)
I'm still standin' at the exit (oh-oh, oh-oh-oh, oh, oh)”
You sat at your kitchen table, everything was hitting you at once, you felt trapped like there was no escape. You had your head in your hands, paperwork spread out in front of you. Paperwork from his agency on cases that needed to be signed off on, hospital and physio referral letters that needed to be sent off, Police reports on the accident, your resignation letters and the closing of your agency.
Thankfully Hawks was really understanding of your situation and even offered to take on the responsibility to help resign some of your side kicks. You had nightmares constantly of that day, and the moments you did get some sleep on the couch you were awoken by Bakugou's nightmares, of him screaming in the other room. You dealt with his pain and helped him fight his demons, when all he wanted to do was talk to Uraraka.
Your phone buzzed, you stopped your spiral and opened the message, it was Deku. Over the past few months, you both had found peace with each other. Both of you were going through the same thing and both of you were spent. You could find a break with each other. You were smiling at the message he had sent you. The day of the accident, that was the end of their relationship. She had told Deku she didn't love him, but he stayed to help her heal. Not only did he find comfort in talking to you but also with Todoroki. His message was about a very steamy conversation the pair had had last night.
There was a loud crash and you looked up to the noise, it was Bakugou. He had dropped a glass and he was staring at you, steam radiating from him.
“Nevermind Kats, it's a glass, no harm.” You say to him and raise to clean it up.
“Midoriya again?” You are taken about by his anger. “Yes he’s just sa-” You try to speak but are cut off. “Save it, I don’t want to hear what he has to say, it's always Deku this and Deku that, if I had any brains I would think that you were cheating on me with him.”
You stare at the blonde, did you just hear that right? “Excuse me?”
“You heard me.” He begins to walk away. “No you don’t get to say that to me and walk away, face me like a man.” You chase after him grabbing his arm.
“If anyone here gets to say anything about anyone cheating it's me, I’m sat here 24/7 since the day of the accident, nursing you back to health, keeping your pain down, organising all the appointments, keeping your agency afloat, keeping the media away, I gave up my career for you, and the thanks I get is watching you and Uraraka, all her smiles, and laughs at you, her calling you Katsuki, her being the only one to make you laugh or smile, You don’t even touch me anymore Katsuki!” You sat to cry, your emotions finally letting slip after all these months. He stares at you saying nothing.
“I never asked you to.” He turns to walk away again.
“You never asked me to? YOU NEVER ASKED ME TO? KATSUKI I’M YOUR FIANCE, THROUGH SICKNESS AND IN HEALTH.” You shout at him. He freezes at the door.
“Fiance, not Husband, I have to go, Uraraka needs me, we’ll talk about this later” He opens the door.
“If you walk through that door right now, we are done.” You say to him, he looks at you over his shoulder, he thinks it's a bluff and leaves.
“I can't hate you for gettin' everything we wanted
I just thought that I would be part of it
I was movin' into your apartment
When you met someone, she's from your hometown
You hate the East Coast, it's where you live now
Impossible to understand how you're not comin' back
But I can't say it out loud”
You stand, and walk to the centre of Bakugou’s eyesight, staring at him. These words are for him, to see what pain he has caused you. Kirishima is sitting beside him, staring at the both of you. All of your friends around him are doing the same. Uraraka sinks into her chair.
“You love her, it's over
Do you even doubt it on your lips? (When you say it, say it?)
You love her, it's over
You already found someone to miss
While I'm still standin' at the exit (oh-oh, oh-oh-oh)
I'm still standin' at the exit (oh-oh, oh-oh-oh, oh, oh)”
It has been a few months since Bakugou left. You changed to locks and ignored his banging on the door for the first few days. You had heard from Deku that he moved in with Uraraka. You spent these past few weeks trying to settle into your new life, one without hero work and one without Bakugou. Hawks had been around a lot, as he was trying to relocate your sidekicks and the handover information for Bakugou’s agency, he tended to come around more just to see how you were and see what new things you were doing. You trusted Hawks a lot, he was there for you. He pushed you into following music and creating a new life for yourself. He had introduced you to the top music agencies in Japan, and you felt that everything in your life was hopeful again.
Turning off the downstairs lights, you started to prepare for bed.
A loud banging on the door startled you and you went towards the noise. Peering from the little side window you could see Bakugou, sighing as you unlock the door and face him.
“What?” You say suddenly, he jumps, obviously not expecting you to answer. He studies you and you study him back. His hair is messy, he stinks of booze and his cheeks are tear stained and red.
“You left me, you actually left me.” He says to you, tears forming again in his eyes.
“Yes Bakugou, that's what happens when you accuse me for cheating on you, and in return actually cheat on me and walk out, good night.” You say and try to close the door. He stops it with his hand. “You lied to me, you lied to me-e–e, you always said you would be there but you are gone, how-.” He breaks down, unable to catch his breath. “-its always meant to be me and you.” Bakugou starts to panic, and drops to his knees.
“Bakugou calm down, you’re with Uraraka now, publicly I might add, you shouldn’t be here.” You say, trying to get him to stand. He holds onto your arms, trying to pull you into him.
“Please, please, its always been you, only you, I love you pleas-” You stop him from continuing. “NO, you don’t get to do this to me, you broke me Katsuki, I had to rebuild myself and my life without you, I died with you that day in the rubble, I was the one who kept it all afloat, I was the one who nursed you, helped with your pain, helped with your nightmares, I was the one at all the appointments and physios and I was the one by your bedside when you were in a coma, not her, me! All you did was turn your back on me, and fell into her arms, while I was left broken and bruised by you.” You shove him back.
“Why did you retire? That was our dream, your dream to be number one?” He questioned you.
“My dream died in that rubble they pulled you from, go home.” You close the door in his face.
You sigh, placing your head on the door, Bakugou mimicking you from the other side.
“Feels like we had matching wounds
But mine's still black and bruised
And yours is perfectly fine
Feels like we buried alive
Something that never died
So, God, it hurt when I found out”
You stay against that door for many hours, all the emotions, all that pain coming back to you. How could he just turn up like this. You push off the door and decide to go to bed. As you turn off the outside light, there's a quiet knock on the door. You wipe your eyes and open, looking up at Bakugou. His eyes are darker, his demeanor changed, he looked like a starving animal.
“Bakugo-” He cuts you off, “Katsuki, always Katsuki to you.” He says and steps forward, holding your face and kissing your hard, His hands are all over you and yours on his. He kicked the door closed behind him. “Jump” He whispered to you, and you followed his directions. He guided you both to your bedroom.
“You love her (feels like we had matching wounds)
It's over (but mine's still black and bruised)
Do you even doubt it on your lips? (And yours is perfectly fine now)
(When you say it, say it?)
You love her (feels like we buried alive)
It's over (something that never died)
You already found someone to miss (so, God, it hurt when I found out)”
You could feel the tears in your eyes as you sang the last parts to him, the flashbacks making it ever so raw to you. You could tell that Bakugou is having the same reactions, seeing the same things as you.
“You love her, it's over
You already found someone to miss.”
Finishing the last note, you absentmindedly place your hand on your stomach and close your eyes. Once the last note has finished through the arena, you open your eyes looking out to the crowd. The applause was deafening, everyone was on their feet, clapping and cheering for you. You smile brightly and bow. Kirishima is shouting and jumping around the place, hanging off Bakugou, Who is standing there staring at you, but not just at you but at your hand, and where it is placed.
“SHE’S PREGNANT OMG, SHES PREGNANT.” Mina shouts from the crowd, you smile at her and nod. Bakugou's head whips to her and back to you. “I’M AN UNCLE OMG.” Kirishima shouts as well. You laugh at them both.
“Well, what a performance Y/n, wasn’t it guys.” The presenter joins you and says to the crowd, who erupt in cheer again. You smile at them. “- truly truly amazing, thank you for choosing us to debut album out soon?” He asks you.”Yes, 6 weeks away now, it’s all very exciting. I truly have the most amazing fans.” You say to the crowd again.
“You heard that folks, only 6 weeks away, I heard another congratulations is in order.” He looks at you to speak again. “Yes, I am pregnant, soon to be mom.”
The crowd again cheers out, making you laugh, placing your hand on your bump again. “Our favourite hero mom, is now officially a mom, you love to hear it, and I will be sat waiting for news as will all of us, and 6 weeks to go for the album, everyone give it up for y/n.” The presenter says, kissing your cheek as you walk off stage. The cheering warms your hearts so much, and you stand for a moment catching your breath.
The presenter moved on with the night's awards and format for the evening then called a commercial break. Standing backstage you keep a look out for anyone, not really wanting to see or speak to Bakugou.
“MAKE WAY, MAKE WAY, VERY IMPORTANT UNCLE COMING THROUGH.” Kirishima shouted as he ran towards you, dodging some poor stage hand. He wraps you up in a hug. “Hi Kiri, yes very important uncle.” You laugh. All of your friends gather, they hug and congratulate you on your music and baby. Bakugou and Uraraka stand there awkwardly. Deku pushes Bakugou to get to you, and bops a finger on your nose, in turn you swat him away. He had been the first you told about it all, and it was his idea to not tell anyone and announce your pregnancy onstage, really rub it in Bakugou’s nose. He quickly joins Todoroki's side and puts an arm around him.
Uraraka stands forward, “Y/n, I am so so sorry-y-y.” She tries to speak, but is sobbing instead. You place an arm on her. “It’s in the past, move on, don’t think about it, just make him happy.” You say and smile, looking at him.
“Who’s the father?” Bakugou demands, you turn to him. Kirishima swatted him on the head. “None of your business.” You reply, standing your ground. “It’s mine, isn’t it.” He glares at you.
In a blur of red motion, you are lifted into the air and spun around, “there she is my little songbird.” Hawks says as you stable yourself in his arms. You giggle at him, “Wasn’t she amazing guys.” Hawks asks the group with a smile as his eyes find Bakugou’s. “Oh, don’t tell me this is-” He tries to speak, but you are suddenly in front of him, out of Hawks arms. “Listen here Bakugou, this is not your child, they’ll never be your child, don’t look for something or dig up ghosts and ruin my life again.” You point at his chest.
“Wait, how could it be Bakugou’s, it's been like 3 years since you two were together, hasn't it?” Denki asks the group, counting on his fingers. You all turn to look at him, and he looks between the two of you and to your stomach and gasps. “You dirty dog Bakugou.” He said with a smirk. “Shut it spark plug.” He growls with a few sparks leaving his hands as a warning.
Everyone stood frozen, not knowing what to say or do. Hawks feeling the tension in the room speaks up, “All right you lot, back in your seats, I will not be writing up media reports tomorrow as to why the top hero skipped out on the award show, so quickly move!.” He claps his hands together and everyone starts to move towards the door, patting you on the shoulder or smiling and waving as they pass. Bakugou was still frozen solid staring at you, anger radiating off him and he stared specifically at Hawks arm around you.
“Listen, as y/n has said, they’re not yours Bakugou or ever will be, so back off yeah?” Hawks says in a low tone bumping into him as he passes with you on his arm. Leaving the blonde alone with Uraraka by his side, the one person he wishes was you.
It was a normal night for the pack, everyone was off shift and relaxing. Hero work had slowed down for a little bit as 3rd year students were finishing their hero studies which meant no late nights for the pack.
You, a quickless omega, had joined the pack, all be it quite quickly. One day you ended up down a wrong alleyway and a man tried to attack you. Bakugou had been on patrol with Kirishima and heard the sounds of the commotion. Once they turned the corner they saw this feisty little omega attacking the man back. Trying to step in to help only made you more angry, this set Bakugou’s heart and alpha alight. After that the rest was history, you entered a relationship with Bakugou and Kirishima, two very different alphas. Kirishima liked physical touch and always liked to be holding you or near you. Bakugou however, did not like physical touch and it was an ongoing learning process for you both. Bakugou craved to touch you and be near you but sometimes touch was too much for him.
The pack sat in the living room, all lounging all over one another. Kirishima, Bakugou, you, Denki and Shinso all sat on the large sofa together. You sat with your legs bent, leaning on Bakugou. Denki was laying down on your bent legs with his own resting on Shinso. Kirishima was in the corner, his arms stretched out wide over the back of the sofa. Bakugou sat there rigid, constantly looking at Denki in your lap. You brushed the fellows omega’s hair, not really paying attention to anything.
With everyone looking at the TV, Bakugou sighed again and Kirishima took to his phone. A moment later your digital watch buzzed on your wrist, alerting you to a text.
“Kats is Jealous and wants to have his head in your lap, and you know he isn’t going to ask, I have a plan, get Denks to move to Shinso, and you shift to the other side.”
Shaking your head at the message, you bring your watch to Denki, so he could read it. The blonde smirked and sat up suddenly, throwing his arms into the air . “Oh omega, you are so comfortable but I must be with my alpha.” He says dramatically and throws himself forward onto Shinso, who is not phased at all but the omega.
Stretching, you swap your legs over and look at Kirishima nodding to him. Resting your hand behind Bakugou’s neck, you rub it softly. The Alpha sighs and closes his eyes. Kirishima moves his hands from the back of the sofa to his lap and reaches for his socks, pretending to adjust them. Bakugou was with his eyes still closed, none the wiser. Looking at Kirishima, he mouths to you.
1.....2.....3........
In a quick motion, you grab Bakugou's neck hard and drag it to your lap, Kirishima grabs the alpha’s ankles and pulls them onto his lap. Bakugou in a panic opens his eyes and is trying to escape both of your holds.
“Kats, baby, relax" You whisper, releasing some pheromones and brushing his hair with your hand. He stops fighting you.
You bring your lips to his forehead, kissing him gently. The blonde Alpha starts to purr, as you pull away he’s watching you. “See, nothing to worry about, just relax.” You say again. His hands reach for yours and he brings it to his chest, holding it over his heart. “Shut up ‘mega.” He smirks at you, closes his eyes and makes himself comfortable in your lap and Kirishima’s.
The red head throws his arms over the back of the sofa once again, gently resting it on your shoulder. “We're a great team.” He says and winks at you. “Yeah, yeah.” You chuckle back at him.
Okay i know you might be busy and if you are then feel free to ignore this, but could you write a fic(one shot, drabble, ect) with pack alpha denki?? I just read (reread😶) right where you belong and im obsessed!! And barely anyone writes class 1-a pack fics anyway and no one writes denki as an alpha, im just really craving more of pack alpha denki fics 😭 but still if you’re too busy or this isnt your cup of tea since you mostly just write kiribaku fics then just ignore me. Have a good day!!!
Im really glad you liked right where you belong, you know Ive been thinking about your message for a week now and my brain has been tingling with Alpha Denki fics, I actually started one today 👀👀
In terms of when it could be released... no idea... for the moment. In my coming soon section, I will put a little snippet of the alpha denki fics my brain came up with on Sunday. But my release schedule is a little full at the moment BUT stay tuned, promise I'll make it happen x
Pairing: Alpha!Kirishima x Omega!Bakugou x Omega!FemReader
Warnings: feeling alone, depression, feeling left out, angst, omegaverse. Slight NSFW at the end.
Word Count: 6000+
A/N: Well, here we are, the last part! Its a short one, I loved writing this fic and I am soooooo happy that everyone seems to have loved it like I have. I was going to post this on Halloween but it was my birthday and I got lost in the champagne and celebrations.
Another fic coming this weekend 👀
All my love- Tiff x
Summary: Everyone around you had someone. What was wrong with you? Everyone in your pack moved on and was happy, but you could not find the specific moment that everything started to feel like it was all falling apart. The feeling seeped into every moment of your life and at this moment it felt like it was always there. You thought you had a place with Bakugou and Kirishima but they were happily mated and has no need for you. The easiest outcome, dissappear into the background and everyone will forget you, eventually.
It was early morning, when you started to feel a pull to the surface. Before opening your eyes you could tell a certain number of things, the first being that you were not alone. That the awful omega prison was far from here. Taking a deep breath in you could also tell the scents of Kirishima and Bakugou, and sighed again in content. There was movement on the surface you were laying on. Someone hovered above you, their face coming towards yours and kissed your lips. Kissing back, you sighed again. Once this person pulled back, you opened your eyes, blinking a few times as your eyes adjusted to the room. A pair of sharp red eyes started down at you, red hair flowing around you.
“Good morning Omega.” He whispered to you. You tried to move, to sit up but he stopped you. “Don’t move, you’ve been under for some time and also Kats just got to sleep.” He nods in the direction to the other side of you. Your eyes follow him, and they now lay upon a sleeping Bakugou.
You try to speak but are met with a dry throat causing you to cough. As your coughing continues you try to push Kirishima out the way to try and find some water. A glass comes into your vision, taking it you look up at a now fully awakened Bakugou. Nodding at him you take a sip. “Thanks ka-” you try to say but are cut off by a pair of lips finding yours. Kissing you.
“What’s going on?” You say to the both of them trying to piece everything together.
“Listen Y/n, I’m done playing nice, You’re my omega, I’m his omega and he is my Alpha. You're his omega, he is your alpha, as I am your omega, got that!” he says to you, taking your chin in his hands. You look up to Kirishima and he nods, agreeing with the blonde omega.
“We have meant to have been together since the beginning days in UA. We are both so sorry that it has taken this long omega, please forgive us.” Kirishima says beside you. Tears started to fill your eyes, not out of sadness but out of such love and joy that you could feel, you have not felt anything like this in so long. Reaching out both hands to alpha and omega, you squeeze them tight.
“Shall we start over?” You look at the two and smile as the tears fall. Tears both in there's, Kirishima sniffles. Bakugou throws himself at you, hugging you tightly and pushing you towards Kirishima who laughs, throwing his arms around you both, pulling you down to lay.
Sighing in content, you knew one thing for certain, one thing that you knew was on the minds of the pair beside you. You're right, where you belong.
