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

Getting some help

             Izuku was limping through the hallway. His head was pounding and pretty much his entire body was aching. Yet here he was, trying to finish what he started earlier. There was no point in trying to pick up his destroyed nest, so he took the flattened piece of his basket, put the blankets on top, and just slid it through the hallways. Once he got to the steps that led upstairs, he sighed and turned around.

      Shreds of blankets where everywhere, and he couldn't just leave it like that. Walking over to a supply closet, he pulled out a broom and dustpan. Making sure he got the job done correctly, he went from one end of the hallway, through each square foot of it too, sweeping to get the cloth off of the floor. Little did he know, he missed the dark corner that was near the meeting hall. Taking the dustpan with the collected fabric, he went over to a trash bin and dumped it out into it.

      With slow painful steps, Izuku began dragging what was left of his nest to his room. As he neared the top of the seemingly endless staircase, he was out of breath. The breaths he was able to take where sharp inhales, his chest hardly rising and falling. He entered the kings hallway and turned to his rooms door. As he reached for the door knob to turn it, it didn't budge. Iida had locked his door unintentionally when he left, the auto lock like mechanism set into place if it was shut a certain way. Dropping the edge of the basket he held onto the ground. With two hands he began rattling at the door knob, trying helplessly to get it unlocked. The only one who could help him unlock the door was Iida, The Queen, or Katsuki.

           Just as this thought ran through his head, the Queen walked out of her sons room. Before she noticed Izukus horribly distressed scent she turned and came face to face with the omega who appeared to just be curled up on the floor, a piece of grey fabric between his fingers as he fiddled with it. Then his scent hit her and she ran over to the fragile boy.

"Izuku dear! Are you ok, what's wrong?" She gasped out.

He looked up to the Queen with hurting eyes, "Good afternoon, your majesty."

Mitsuki got on her knees and held the boys face gently in her palms, even the slight pressure enough to have the boy hiss in pain. "You look awful, Izuku. What happened?" She asked, heavy amounts of worry lacing her tone. Without hesitation she left off a calming and comforting scent, similar to his own mother's.

"I'm fine. I just got a bit hurt, that's all..." he answered vaguely. "Who did this to you hun?"

Izuku hesitated to answer. "Euhm... just some.. random a-alpha." Mitsuki was heartbroken at the sight. "Here, let's get you into your room and get you all cleaned up, okay?" She helped Izuku onto his feet, using the female beta as support.

"What's this cloth here for Izuku?" The Queen asked the servant once she took a better look at it. "Oh.. uhm.. it's my nest. Or... was." Mitsukis frown grew as she noticed what was wrong, not only was Izuku beat, but his nest, an omegas most comfortable thing, was destroyed. "Here I'll, get you new nesting things and it will be okay?" She offered, getting a small head shake from the omega.

"I'm ok, your majesty..." nothing would ever be HIS nest, so what is the point. The Tall beta woman walked the boy to the bathroom. "Here, hop on the counter and we'll get you fixed up." She smiled, helping Izuku to sit down. Taking a washcloth from a drawer under the sink, she turned the warm water on and wet the rag. After ringing it out she brought it up to the omegas face.

"Now this might sting a little, you're pretty beat up." She pressed the damp cloth to his face and the omega clamped his eyes shut because of the pain. "I know baby... I'm sorry." She said once she finished cleaning his bloodstained lips.

"Could you take your shirt off for me? I need to check the rest of you out, I won't do anything you can trust me." She asked with a warm smile.

Izuku hesitated, self conscious about his body, but nonetheless, the Queen was just trying to help. He pulled his arms out of the sleeves, and attempted to pull the rest of the shirt over his head. He lifted his arm up and it sent a stinge of pain shooting through his abdomen. With a whimper he stopped all movement. "Oh dear... let me help you with that." Mitsuki stated before she finished taking off his shirt.