Their Hot Romance (BakuDeku)

Chapter Thirty-Eight

Katsuki walked along the busy sidewalks on his own. Izuku was at his agency, filling out paperwork and getting things done. Katsuki patrolled alone despite the warnings not to. With Death Row on the prowl, omegan heroes were scared for their lives. No omegan hero wanted to be caught alone, where they could be snatched off the street at any moment.

Katsuki, however, didn't care. At least, not on the surface. Inside, he was jittery and nervous, but on the outside, he was confident and daring. He was waiting for Izuku to join him, but the nerd was running late.

Katsuki made a left, heading towards his boyfriend's agency to see if he could help with anything. He sent his boss a text to tell him where he'd be. Jeanist was worried about his only omegan hero, so he'd rather Katsuki be with Izuku anyway.

Katsuki's scarlet eyes scanned the surrounding areas. He felt hairs raise on the back of his neck. Something was off, but he couldn't tell what. His gut twisted uncomfortably as he grew nearer and nearer to Izuku's agency. He rubbed his lower abdomen as he crossed the threshold to the agency. His face contorted into one of pain.

"Ground Zero, sir. Are you alright?" The receptionist asked. Katsuki looked over at her then shrugged his shoulders. "Deku is in a meeting right now, but I'm sure he wouldn't mind you coming in."

"Thanks." Katsuki grunted out.

"You look pale." She commented. She went over to Katsuki's side she was an omegan woman, who was a few months pregnant, so she was just following her motherly instinct. She took Katsuki's gauntlets off, setting them behind her desk. She checked Katsuki's head, frowning. "You have a small fever. Would you like me to accompany you to Deku's office?"

Normally, Katsuki would've disagreed. But with the way his gut was screaming at him, he was quick to allow it. Besides, the presence of another omega nearby helped soothe him a little. She followed him into the elevator, hitting the button for Izuku's floor. She checked on a few of Katsuki's vitals on the way up. She'd been trained to assess heroes' conditions, so she had a good handle on what she was doing.

Once the elevator dinged, she stepped off with him. The pair walked into Izuku's office, both stopping at what they saw before them.

His hands under her shirt.

Their bodies pressed extremely close together.

And their lips moving against one another's hungrily.

Katsuki's stomach twisted again then he was on the floor. The receptionist knelt down beside him. She was talking, but Katsuki couldn't hear her over the sound of screaming in his ears.

Did they even hear his scream? It didn't seem like it because they just kept going.

Maybe this was a nightmare. Katsuki considered. He clenched his chest, which had a terrible ache in it. It's just a dream, Katsuki. Deku would never.

He chanced looking up at them.

Would he?

He let the receptionist help him back to his feet. She continued whispering things to him, probably trying to convince him to do something about the scene before them. Katsuki's hands shook violently. He could feel his throat closing up more and more with each passing second.

What did I do wrong?

His shaky hands found his stomach, clutching his lower abdomen.

Is Alpha upset because I'm not withchild?

He felt like puking.