Bellyache (DISCONTINUED)

⚠️Chapter 1⚠️

Not now. Not now. Shit. Shit. Shit.

Bakugou's body shook as he stumbled into what he thought was an empty alleyway away from the few people walking down the street. He collapsed onto the floor, cowering behind a metal trashcan. He was too hot. It was too hot. He knew he couldn't stay there either.

Due to some unfortunate and unchangeable circumstances, Bakugou was an Omega. It was odd – considering neither of his parents was an Omega. It would've been a very slim chance of him becoming one, yet here he was. In his heat. The only thing Omegas get. Though being a recessive his scent was practically impossible to smell.

Usually.

Shakily, he undone a few buttons on his shirt hoping he'd cool down the smallest it. But his hope faded away as quickly as it came. It didn't work.

"Well what do we have here. . .", a man chuckled as he peaked around the corner of the trashcan. Bakugou's eyes shot up and by the way his body reacted, he was an alpha.

". . . ve. -eave.", Bakugou muttered out, trying to kick the man away as he creeped closer, "sta-y a. . . way."

The man grabbed onto the blondes ankle and yanked it towards him. Bakugou grunted as his head hit the cold concrete floor. His heart raced, his head throbbed, his mind blurred. Bakugou tried to push the man away as his large, rough hands roamed his body. It felt disgusting.

All Bakugou knew is that he wasn't getting out of it. As an Omega in heat, his body is far too weak to even try to overpower an Alpha like he could easily do in school.

His quirk was rendered useless.

"Look what you did, this is all your fault.", the man scoffed, grinning at the poor boy whose mouth had been taped shut.

His muffled screams were unheard by the passing pedestrians and his distressed tears couldn't reach the heart of the Alpha above him.

He was terrified.

Mom please. I'm sorry. Please. Help. Help me.

His pleads couldn't reach his mother. Even if they did, it was far too late. The man had already stripped him of his clothing. He was already inside.

Inside.

"Now. Listen carefully. You're going to have my child or I will come back for you.", the man muttered next to his ear as Bakugou shook his head violently. The man took his two hands and wrapped them around the blondes neck, "You. Are. Having. My. Child."

Next thing Bakugou knew the man had come inside him. With no warning at all. It only made the boy cry out even more.

It wasn't long before the man, quite literally, left Bakugou lying on the floor shaking and crying. He didn't have the energy to move until nearly five seconds later when his phone began to ring.

He fumbled for his phone in his bag and answered the call, "Hello?"

His voice was shaky and hoarse. It was embarrassing to pick up the phone with such a voice.

"Where are you? And why do you sound ill?! I need you to get some groceries when you come home, don't worry I'll give you enough time to change.", his mother spoke sarcastically and without worry.

"Fine. I'm almost home.", Bakugou grumbled as his mother hung up on him with her answer. Although Bakugou was still fifteen minutes away.

In a hurry, Bakugou quickly put his clothes back on and ran with his bag in hand. He dodged the pedestrians on the street – only just running by a few who yelled at him.