Hero's Pet || BNHA Omegaverse

Chapter 1

Bakugo was pent up.

Kirishima, being his best friend, could see Bakugo's struggle as well, even though he was a beta.

"Bro, you do know–"

"Shut up." Bakugo didn't let him speak as he leaned back on the couch, gripping tightly at the pillow on his lap that covered up his aching boner. Saying that Bakugo was pent up was an understatement—he had been getting horny as soon as he was able to get a breather, and it was driving him crazy, especially since that had been going on for...for who fucking knows how long.

Bakugo wasn't sure when it started to be this bad, but it did, and he felt like dying at moments like these, especially when he realized that he wouldn't be able to get any true relief from doing anything to himself.

"Bakubro, you know our agency has the option."

"Hm." There was a small pause, Kirishima quickly realizing that Bakugo didn't take seriously what he had said.

"Katsuki..."

"No."

"At least think about it! It's not healthy for you to be this pent up, especially if you're an alpha! And you're a dominant one at that! I can't imagine what it's like for you!"

"Yeah. Great. Let's fucking watch the movie now." Bakugo grunted, feeling out of breath. He hated being like this when with Kirishima, but he was also glad to be able to spend time with him even in the state he was in.

Bakugo liked Kirishima. He truly took what he said to heart. But when it came to this...he didn't like talking much about it, especially with Kirishima. Although, he would admit that he felt more comfortable when the words left Kirishima's mouth rather than any other. So he would consider it. Slightly. He just hoped Kirishima could see that he would.

The two watched the movie they had set up in Kirishima's house, both slowly beginning to relax, even if Bakugo was still regaining his breathing by the end of it.

"Hey, do you wanna stay at my house for the night?" Kirishima offered, switching off the TV and turning on the flashlight on his phone before heading towards the light switch, habitually pressing the dim lights on. They have been doing movie nights for years by then, so both knew very well where to go and what to do afterwards.

"It's fine. I'll see you on patrol tomorrow." Bakugo answered simply, standing up from the couch and walking towards where he knew very well the exit was.

"You sure?"

"Who do you think I fucking am?" He couldn't help his usual tone as a hint of suspicion showed in his eyes, as if hinting—'are you looking down on me?'

"I know this place is pretty peaceful and all but...you know how it goes a few blocks from here. Omegas won't stay calm about someone as sexually frustrated as you, and they'd reach for your belt and pocket before you know–"

"What's up with you and genre sex-ed? I know how the shit works. I'll be fine, besides, I have no money on me right now. They'd reach for empty pockets and clutch onto someone else before you know it." Kirishima followed Bakugo with his eyes as Bakugo put on his shoes, before letting out a reluctant sigh.

"You should take a taxi."

"Don't tell me what to do, shitty hair." Bakugo took out his phone and waited for the taxi to take his order.

Kirishima smiled, just barely catching a glimpse at Bakugo's screen and assurance filling him immediately at Bakugo's action. The two saluted each other and Kirishima locked the door behind Bakugo, Bakugo stepping out into the ending-of-spring hot night and taking a deep breath of fresh air.