You're The Only One~ BakuDeku Fantasy AU+Omegaverse

Eijirou Kirishima and the Spicy Curry

Izuku made his way downstairs to where he would clean the kings things. He set the heavy basket on the floor and grabbed a bucket of warm water. Next, he took a liquid soap and mixed it into water. Grabbing a washboard and the first sheet he began violently scrubbing the fabric, making sure they would be as clean as new once he was finished. He wrung out the white sheet and placed it on the drying clothing line outside, making sure to place it in a way that it would not catch wrinkles as it dried.

One by one he cleaned the kings clothes, one shirt, one pair of pants, one shirt, one pair of pants... an ongoing cycle. Soon he got his underwear and socks and quickly washed them up. After hanging up the last of the alphas clothes, he went to go dump and rinse out the wash bucket he used. Izuku simply watching as the water swirled down a drain in the floor.

Afterwards, he went to get a blow dryer so that he could quickly finish drying the rest of the clothes. That way he could bring them up to the king closet and organize them. After about an hour of drying, Izuku once again took a ironing board and prepared the flat iron. Some of the clothes had gotten a little wrinkled due to the force of the wind that evening. One by one he ironed the clothes out and folded them, putting them back into the basket he brought them in. He put back the items he had taken out of their spots; the flat iron and board. And began making his way back to the kings room.

         He looked out a large window on his way to his quarters, the sun had already began to set.. He knew he was gone for a while, he zoned out a couple times while working so that added to his time frame. The king was mostly likely going to be really mad... Izuku hadn't even began dinner yet. He pushed open the heavy door leading to the Kings hallway. Almost tripping with the heavy load of clothes. He tried to turn the doorknob but was met with the fact that it was locked. He knocked once. No answer. Just to make sure, he knocked one more time. Still no answer.

        Sighing, he leaned against the wall and slid down to the floor. It seemed that the king wasn't in his room, so he waited as he was told to do. After about 30 seconds, an idea popped in his head. He could start the kings dinner rather than sitting her wasting time. He took the basket out of his lap and stood up, placing it where he sat. Quickly he sprinted to the kitchen, he could not waste any more time than he had already done so.
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        Katsuki had finished his lunch. It was delicious, but he was still bewildered that it was the omega who made it. Even his professional cooks weren't that good. He still didn't believe it at all that the servant did so. He would watch him cook soon for sure.

         He had some time to relax for once. He had about 4 hours before Kirishima would come and meet the servant, and Katsuki had worked hard to catch up on the piles of work he had. He felt a little bit happier than he was the past few days ago. His room wasn't a horrible mess, that lifted so much stress off of his shoulders now that he had a clean environment. Even his closet, which looked like it had been destroyed by a hurricane, was perfectly organized just how he'd like it.

            He doubted his mother would choose a good maid. He wasn't even thinking on the fact that his mother probably chose Izuku for a different reason. As a matter of fact, the conversation they had weeks prior was forgotten, the feeling Katsuki felt towards the boy also left behind somehow. Back to now, he was planning on taking a nice warm bath. Usually he would get a maid to prepare his bath, but it had been about an hour and a half since the servant returned. So he prepared it himself. He didn't find this a problem, the servant had already worked hard enough. But I'm sure that next time the omega would be told to prepare it instead.

        He turned on the hot water, letting the bath fill. He grabbed a clean soft rag from a woven box and put some soap on it folding it in half over the liquid. He rubbed the two halves together so that they would form a lather of bubbles, and he placed it on the side of the bath. He stripped his clothes, starting with his shirt and then unbuckling his belt. He just threw these one the floor as he took off his pants and such.