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✨ • Chapter 7 • ✨

"You're probably right, imaginary Kacchan, it's for the best I never ever see you again even though I desperately really, really want to."

Izuku threw a pillow across the room as though he was getting rid of the thought bubble coming out of his head.

What the hell am I thinking!? This isn't productive at all! A-And I need that pillow back, I just ruined my nest.

Izuku crawled out from his makeshift nest to grab the pillow he threw, picking it up and fluffing it back into place in the nest. It was mostly made up of emergency comfort items he kept in his closet, as all Omegas were required to have for emergencies such as this. It was made up of mostly pillows and blankets, with a few of his favorite articles of clothes mixed in for added cushion.

He had bought a couple of candles as well to emulate a scent he had started to like, one was caramel scented while the other was campfire, hoping that lighting both at the same time would give him the scent he wanted but it wasn't exactly the same.

Sadly the scent that was once on his clothes eventually faded away, which didn't help him in this situation at all when it was the one smell he desperately wanted right now.

He even tried to search on his phone for a fragrance of those specific scents together, but nothing like it existed. No candle, no spray, no nothing. It made him feel like he was internally dying as it was all his Omega howled for.

At least that's all it was doing. Ever since the morning before the spar, his Omega hadn't been bothering him, which he found rather odd. Usually, his heat was when his Omega was the most talkative, but now it was practically radio silent with just the occasional whines.

It almost bothered him as while he'd usually like it being this quiet, now was the time he wanted answers from it. He wanted to know why it decided to go into heat now, why it was desiring things it never asked for before, and well, why the hell wasn't it talking to him?

He felt like he had an idea about some of the answers, but again, he wanted to deny them. Perhaps that's why it wasn't answering. Because he didn't like the answers anyway.

He laid back into his nest, practically being sunk into all the pillows and blankets around him. Looking up to the ceiling, he thought about all the possible things he could tell his Omega counterpart to get it to talk to him since he was starting to get lonely.

After rubbing his tired eyes, he sighed and finally gave in.

"Alright fine, I got it. I like Kacchan. Is that what you want from me?"

He waited for his Omega to say something, but it didn't even give a howl or whine, which made him pout in annoyance.

"I like him, okay? I probably got my heat because I want to be with him! B-But, I still don't think it's a good idea to date him regardless! That's not changing, okay!?"

Still no response.

"Now you're just pissing me off. What more do you want from me? You want me to say how much I love him? How I want to see him every day? How nervous I get when he's around? How cute I think it is when he acts like a tough guy but he's really just a big softy? I-I don't know what more you want me to say about him or what more you want me to admit! But can you please just tell me what the hell is going on!?"