Once the three men were processed and Yuri was able to get a ride back home, the four pros were able to leave the police station. Izuku took off first, heading off into the night without the three alphas even noticing.
"I better go try and find him." Shinsou mumbled, looking down the empty street, hoping to catch a glimpse of the omega's retreating figure.
Bakugou didn't look up from adjusting his gauntlets. "You know he's a grown ass adult, right? I get that he's an omega, but let him fucking breath every once in a while." He told the purple haired pro.
Shinsou shot him a glare. "Out of everyone, I think you're the least qualified to tell me how to be a good friend to Midoriya."
The blond just shrugged his shoulders, seeming unbothered by the jab. "I'm just saying, keep him on a leash and he'll resent you." Bakugou said before walking down the stairs of the station and heading down the road.
Kirishima shot the other alpha a sheepish grin before heading off after the blond.
"You could have been a little bit nicer about that, y'know." The redhead said, bumping shoulders with the other alpha.
"Don't tell me what to do." Bakugou growled, shooting him a heated glare.
Kirishima rolled his eyes, only to be pushed up against a wall a split second later.
"Don't roll your eyes at me either." Bakugou snapped.
The redhead smirked slightly before flipping their positions easily, now pinning the blond down. "I'm an alpha to, Katsuki. I can do whatever the hell I want." He whispered, his breath fanning over Bakugou's ear.
The explosive male abruptly pushed Kirishima off of him with a huff. "This is fucking ridiculous, you know that right?" He asked him, continuing his walk while brushing off his costume.
"What part? You thinking that you can top all the time or the fact we keep fighting over it?" Kirishima asked casually, fixing his arm pieces as he followed along.
Bakugou growled to himself, avoiding eye contact with the other alpha. "Both."
They continued their walk in silence. Both of them were lost in their own thoughts, unsure of how to approach the conversation they've needed to have for a year or two now.
Eventually, Kirishima grew frustrated enough to grab the blond's arm, pulling him to a halt. "What're we doing, Katsuki?" He asked, his voice sounding more desperate than usual.
"I don't fucking know." The blond muttered back, glaring hard at the sidewalk in front of him.
"Is there even a point anymore?"
Before Bakugou could respond, probably by yelling, they heard a whimper. They were both about to brush it off, until they heard another, accompanied by overpowering pheromones.
Mango and sugar.
Bakugou and Kirishima's eyes locked before rushing off to where they had heard the sound. They knew it was Izuku the second they smelt him.
They also knew he was in heat.
"Shit, shit, shit, what'd we do?" Kirishima asked with wide and worried eyes when the two alphas found Izuku. He was slumped against a bench in a park. His heat must have hit while he was walking home.
Bakugou looked just as panicked as Kirishima. It was true that they both had training for these types of situations, but Izuku's pheromones... nothing could have prepared them for how strong they'd be- how good they smell.
"Do you know there the damn nerd lives?" He asked the redhead hurriedly while looking down at the squirmin omega.
"Not a clue." Kirishima told him honestly. "Should we call someone? Shinsou or Uraraka? Don't they live together?" He asked, his voice quick and slightly raised in pitch as he really started to panic. Izuku's scent was getting to him and making his head all fuzzy, he had no clue how long he'd last before he couldn't hold himself back.
"Mm, it hurts." Izuku said through a pant, not even registering the fact that there were two alphas in front of him. Their scents hadn't reached him, so he didn't even care.
Bakugou shook his head at Kirishima's suggestion. "We don't have time for that. Your place is like a block away. We take him there, throw him in the guest room and then call round face." He said, reaching down to pick up the small omega.
As soon as they made contact, Izuku's eyes flew open as he let out a gasp, basically jumping into the alpha's arms. He clung to him like a child, rubbing his nose into the scent glands on the alpha's neck.
"Shit." Bakugou said in a breathy voice, trying to keep himself under control while he stood up, the omega secured in his arms. The alpha was now drowning in pheromones and he had no clue if he'd actually make it to the redhead' house.
"This is such a terrible idea." Kirishima mumbled while gently nudging Bakugou in the direction of his place, trying to get him to remember the reason he'd picked up the omega in the first place.
Bakugou was holding on by a thread, the omega squirming around in his arms had started to lick his scent glands. "Mm, Kacchan. Please, alpha." He whined, rubbing himself against Bakugou's abs in hope of gaining friction.
"Jesus Christ, Deku." Bakugou said through clenched teeth.
Izuku wasn't happy at all with the alpha's lack of response, but luckily noticed the other alpha walking right next to them. He kept his legs locked tightly to Bakugou's waist, still seeking friction there, but let his upper body shift closer to Kirishima, grabbing his arms and bringing his wrists up to his neck.
"Did you just fucking let him scent you?" Bakugou asked the redhead, who seemed like he was trying really hard to not rip Izuku out of Bakugou's arms.
His entire body was tense and his teeth were clenched painfully. "I'm. trying. really. fucking. hard. right. now. okay? Fuck off." Kirishima growled at him.
Just as they finally walked up the front path of Kirishima's house and to his front door, Izuku let out another loud whine. "K-Kiri, Kacchan, please. Please, I need- need more. Please, alphas. More." He all but moaned out.
"God damn it." Bakugou groaned, digging his face into the crook of Izuku's neck, biting down softly on the flesh there, not enough to break skin, but enough to cause the omega to whine for even more.
"Open the fucking door, Shitty Hair."
"I'm trying!" Kirishima said, jiggling the key until the lock clicked and he was able to get into his house.
Bakugou rushed into the now open house, down the hallway and into the guest room. He knew the layout of the house, since he was there more than his own at that point.
The alpha forced himself to drop the omega on the bed and back up towards the door. Izuku was quick to get on his hands and knees and crawl to the edge of the bed, whining for the alpha.
"Kacchan, please. I need you, Kacchan. Alpha please."
Before the alpha could pull himself out of the room or give in, Kirishima made the decision for him. He gripped the back of the alpha's hero costume and yanked him out of the room, slamming the bedroom door once he was out.
Even though the room was scent proof, the door definitely lessened the smell, allowing the two alphas to clear their heads, at least a little bit.
"Fuck, that was intense." Bakugou said while letting out a breath he hadn't realized he had been holding.
Kirishima was slightly panting, from the smell and from the effort of getting the omega back to his place. "That was nothing like training."
Bakugou nodded his head in agreement, too out of it still to want to pick a fight.
"And then he- dude he was just begging for us." Kirishima said, his voice one of complete disbelief.
Bakugou looked at him over his shoulder. "He scented you." He pointed out.
"You bit him." Kirishima said back.
Bakugou nodded once. "Fair enough."
"What the hell do we do now? Should we call Uraraka? It's kind of late." Kirishima said, walking with Bakugou back into the living room.
Bakugou threw himself onto the couch, burying his head into one of the pillows. Kirishima settled for the armchair next to the couch, letting one of his legs dangle over the armrest.
"I'm honestly too drained to care right now." Bakugou said, his words muffled by the pillow.
"Call her in the morning then?" Kirishima asked, ready to pass out on right then on the uncomfortable chair.
"Yeah." Bakugou mumbled, flipping his head so his cheek was resting on the pillow and he was staring at the far wall of Kirishima's living room. "I'm never gonna be able to look at him the same way again."
"Same, but I'm not sure if it's a bad thing yet or not." Kirishima told him truthfully.
Bakugou pushed himself up onto his elbows and regarded the redhead carefully. "What's that supposed to mean?" He asked, genuinely lost to the alpha's intentions.
Kirishima let his hands rest behind his head as he stared up at his ceiling. "Do you think he would have reacted that way to any alpha that found him?" His voice sounded like he actually wanted Bakugou's input. He wasn't sure if Izuku would have or not, which was why he asked.
The blond alpha shrugged, even though Kirishima couldn't see it. "Who knows. He's an omega in heat, they do crazy shit."
The two alphas perked up when they heard the click of a door opening. They quickly exchanged looks, already knowing what had happened.
"Should have locked him in." Bakugou mumbled, watching as the little omega walked into the living room in just a white shirt and his boxers.
"Fuck."
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