Just based off the wording, I assumed you wanted the fem!crush to be the one seeing the guys shirtless, right? Anyways, thatâs what I wrote, but if you wanted the reverse (shouto and katsuki seeing her shirtless), Iâd be happy to write that as well!
Shouto:Â
Heâs not the type that would just start undressing out of nowhere, so you were probably having some sort of training session/sparring together when it happened.
Shouto generally has pretty good control over his powers, but he still struggles a bit when using his left side. As a result, he ends up generating too much heat and charring a good half of his shirt. The material just gets so utterly ruined that he lets out a sigh before ripping the rest of it off, just to get it out of the way. He honestly doesnât think much of itânot until he sees you staring back at him with cheeks the shade of a tomato.
All you can really do was stare wide-eyed, frozen in place; youâve long since lost the ability to articulate, and canât manage to form any words. Your eyes just keep raking over his chiseled chest and the rippling muscles of his abdomen. Youâve never really thought of yourself as dirty-minded, but seeing him this way, wellâŚheâs fucking hot, and not just because of his Quirk.
Shouto is a bit dense when it comes to reading others, so he doesnât really understand why youâre not saying anything. Heâll step closer to you, watching the way you stiffen up almost immediately.
He might actually be a bit worried that heâs hurt you during your training or has done something to upset you, but to his surprise, you merely avert your gaze and tilt your head to the side, all the way sporting a huge blush.
âS-sorryâŚâ you stammer out, unwilling to look him in the eyes. âItâs just thatâŚyour shirt is off, and itâs making me, uhâŚa little embarrassed. I didnât expect you to be so muscularâI-I mean, I didnâtâahh, nevermindâŚâÂ
Shouto can only stare at you, dumbfounded, watching as you all but crumple to the ground and cover your blushing face with your palms. The realization that you were checking him out finally sets in, and it doesnât take long for him to start blushing, as well.
Heâs never been the cocky type, or one to care about his physique, but to see the way his crush got all flustered over himâŚitâs actually a pretty nice feeling.
Katsuki:Â
It was probably something he did absent-mindedlyâyou guys were hanging out and it got too hot out or something, so he decided to whip off his shirt.Â
That being said, Katsuki is definitely confident with the way his body looks (he secretly spends a fair amount of time checking his muscles out in the mirror), and he would only take his shirt off in front of his crush if he was absolutely comfortable. Still, he wasnât expecting it to really affect you, so when he sees you blushing bright red he canât help but think âoh, shit, sheâs cute.âÂ
Being a cocky guy, he picks up immediately that your eyes are glued to his muscular frame. Itâs a shame that your embarrassment is so obvious, because heâs only gonna be a huge tease over it.Â
Will grin back at you in amusement. âWhatâs wrong, (Name)? Youâre lookinâ a little red there.âÂ
âS-shut up,â you huff, snapping your head away in a second. âI just didnât know where else to look.âÂ
âMy eyes are up here, perv.âÂ
ââŚ.âÂ
Katsuki revels in an opportunity like this, because heâs the one who usually gets flustered around you because of his crush. Honestly, he lives for your flustered little pout and thinks itâs the cutest thing ever. Now that heâs seen how easy it is to embarrass you this way, heâs definitely gonna be yanking his shirt off in the near future.
It was rare for him to ever reach out to her during these times, despite the relationship that the two of you had. When it came to this time he would always close off contact with her and everyone he knew and just bury himself away for a few days until he was strong enough to return back to his daily life.
However, as she slowly but surely wormed her way much closer to him then he had ever thought or assumed possible and now⌠now things had changed. He was no longer some omega who was terrified of people finding out that he wasnât an alpha⌠and he had even come out to his classmates, letting them know exactly what he was and that the girl he was dating was his alpha.
But Bakugou still attempted to keep to himself mostly, not wanting to let others truly see how week he became during the time of his heat cycles. How he was almost unable to move, to help himself feel anything other than painful and intense heat that originated from his lower area. How he would tuck himself away and moan out in annoyance for the dumb biology he had presented.
It would be easier to be an alpha⌠he was supposed to be an alpha.
At least thatâs what he had always told himself growing up. That the entire world was against him, trying to make sure his dream of being a hero was unattainable because of his quirk, his attitude, his looks, his presentation. But he didnât care⌠heâd be a hero. And right now⌠heâd get through this heat cycle.
He didnât need anyone to help him⌠he didnât need his alpha. He was a strong omega who wouldnât give in to stereotypes or the small part of him that had already decided on the exact phrase of words heâd send to his alpha to come over and comfort him. The omega in him was strong and begging to for once give into his inner desires, but the prideful hero hopeful was too powerful for his hidden submissive side.
He groaned, rolling further into himself as the blankets and nice smelling clothing kept him safe. The nest in his closet is the only safe space he needed at this moment. It smelled enough like her and his scents to bring him enough stability.
The only hole of light shining through gave him a good look at his bedroom floor, seeing the hardwood and bed feet a little ways away. The heat in his eyes making the ground look to be steaming from the sheer intense temperature. Though, it in truth it was winter and the only thing boiling to death was him at this moment.
He closed his eyes, biting his lip harshly as he hoped that this warmth would make him pass out soon enough. If he was asleep he wouldnât be feeling these shitty side effects of wanting to be mated and claimed so badly. His body was particularly rough these last couple cycles due to this⌠he was reaching that mature age and soon enough the idea of finding an alpha to be bonded with would be all his mother nagged him about.
But he had already made up his mind about who he wanted to call is alpha⌠the one person who didnât see him an omega first, but rather Bakugou Katsuki.  The one alpha who wanted to date him even before she knew he was an omega and the alpha who agreed to support his decision to keep it a secret and the alpha who had allowed him to be confident when he told his classmates. And that alpha was (Name)⌠he wanted to marry her⌠wanted to be bonded with her⌠he wanted to-
He shook his head, blocking away the petty omega desires filling his head. The thoughts of wanting her here and next to him. Holding his hand, scenting his stuff, and being his jetpack in her attempts to be the big spoon. She was a strange alpha⌠but nonetheless the only one for him.
She never treated him like an omega and he in return never treated her as an alpha. Well⌠except for emergencies where both needed their other halfâs support through an issue: the reassurance of their mate⌠or well⌠almost mate. He still hadnât made it official with her yet, but graduation was in another year or soâŚand then maybe he could suck up enough pride to admit he wanted her and her alone.
âFuck me⌠â He mumbled, balling up his hands and rubbing them against his eyes. âItâs always during these fucking heats that I think about this shit!â
His rambling was cut short when his dormâs door was gently knocked on before it opened and closed quickly. Bakugou remained still, hoping that whoever had stopped by wouldnât hear or see him and leave him alone before seeing him in such a pathetic state.
The footsteps grew near, his eyes closed an unable to tell exactly where or who they belonged to, so he just listened his senses heightened thanks to the cycle and slight nervousness his omega self-created.
The person was quiet, the only sounds being the rustling of a plastic bag and then their light thud near where the closet was. Something passed in front of his small hole of light, blocking it. Bakugou blinked a single eye open, slowly moving his hand out and touching a cold plastic bottle.
He snatched it into his little comfort area a moment later wasting no time in chugging down the sports drink, the lemon-lime tasting beverage not too sweet for his tastes. And when he finished, he was glad to see that he was feeling a tad bit cooler and much more alert and awake now as well. His energy appeared to be back.
He slowly peeked his head out, looking at the figure who was nonchalantly sitting against his wall. The small opening in the closet giving him a full view of his alpha, standing guard over him. He growled, starting to duck back in and ignore her when she reached over and placed another item next to him.
Bakugou blinked, seeing it was one of his favourite shirts. He had attempted to find it earlier today before his cycle got particularly bad, but he couldnât find it. Had she taken it? And what for?
âWeâve been together long enough that I know when your cycle starts.â (Name) mumbled, taking out a thin blanket that he been in his laundry basket yesterday. âI cleaned both and scented them.â
She heard him snatch both up and hide back further into his personal area. He was always so grumpy when his heats hits⌠but lately when sheâs been here with him during it⌠sheâs learned a few things that have seemed to make it easier on the male.
âI also have some more snacks, drinks, and other helpful things that you might need, Katsuki.â She mumbled, looking at her emergency kit for him. âItâs up to you if you want me to stay or leave them here.â
He didnât answer, but from how quiet the room had been⌠she knew he was listening to her talking. Pressing her lips together and turning the thin line into a curved smirk, she continued on.
âYou were complaining last time of your collar causing you annoyance, so I got him ointment if it starts chafing your neck. I also got some instant ice packs if you need them and of course, I got you some refills on your pills. I saw you were running low yesterday, so I got more.â
âI donât need you to take fucking care of me.â He grumbled out, his hand shooting out and tugging the plastic bag towards him.
You hummed, a small smile from the action. âI know you donât. But as your alpha, I want to make sure youâre as comfortable as you can be during your heats. And since weâre not bonded⌠this is the only thing I can do to helpâŚâ
Bakugou looked at the items he was gripping close to him, seeing that she truly had gone more than out of her way for him. Her worry for him showing through not only her knowledge of what he enjoyed⌠but also that she had noticed things and kept them in mind for the next time he was in heat. And even still offered to leave if he wanted to deal with it by himself⌠like he always did.
But⌠he didnât want to be alone right now. He sure as hell didnât want her hovering over him anymore⌠but he also didnât want to send her away. She brought a calmness over him that he was unfamiliar with until he had met her. She was a drop of water in the angry desert that was himself. And right now⌠he needed some relief.
âWell⌠since you fucking spent your money on me⌠I guess you can stay.â
âIs there anything you want me to do for you?â
âYeah⌠just hold my shit hand.â He spoke, holding it out to her from outside of his nest where the rest of him remained. âAnd maybe if you behave your shitty alpha self and promise not to touch a fucking thing⌠then maybe you can come in here tooâŚâ
âIâll do whatever you need of me, Katsuki.â She sighed in relief. âI just want to make you feel better.â
Her hand clasped his, her cool fingers rubbing gently against his much warmer ones. He squeezed her hand harshly, showing just how thankful he was at this moment for her being here. He would never say it⌠at least not now⌠but his hand was enough.
And as of right now⌠this was okay for them both. They were still young and figuring things out⌠and until both were certain of what they wanted, they were fine taking it one step at a time.
That current step being the alpha speaking gently to the omega and the omega aggressively squeezing his alphaâs hand. It wasnât a stereotypical alpha-omega relationship⌠but neither Bakugou or (Name) was ordinary in any way.
And if this worked for them, then who cared what anyone else saw them as. It was their relationship⌠and they would act according to what made themselves and their partner happy and comfortable.
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