Pregnant!? (Mpreg Bakugou) Bakudeku

Chapter 2: Weeks Counted

I can spell 💀. Anyways

"Kacchan, where were you last night? We were supposed to hang out," Izuku asked in the morning as he slid up to Katsuki's side. None of the others had come down yet. It was normal practice for them to be the only two awake at six, but that wouldn't last for long. "And you didn't show up for our morning workout. Are you feeling okay?"

Katsuki focused on the pan in front of him, the sizzling bacon and crackling eggs, instead of answering. Turning away, he split the pan's contents between two plates that were already full with fruits and vegetables.

Izuku flipped off the burner and took the plates to a table as Katsuki took the pan to the sink. Before they sat down, Izuku pressed close to Katsuki, skimming his nose along Katsuki's neck and running strong hands over his arms. "You smell a little different. Is your heat on the way? Didn't you just have one?"

Pushing him away tiredly, Katsuki took his seat. "It's not my heat," he muttered, head lowered. He was tired from the crying and the stress and a sleepless night. He didn't have the energy to match Izuku's boundless energy today.

Looking a little hurt, Izuku slowly sank into his seat. His eyes were like two pins piercing right through him to his very soul. If they made eye contact, Katsuki knew he'd figure it out immediately. "What's going on?"

"Nothing, I'm just not in the mood."

"You might be able to fool the others, but not me, Kacchan. What's really going on?"

His anger, so familiar yet foreign in its pure fire and ferocity, reared its head. "I fucking said it was nothing, Deku! Don't you have ears? Jesus!" he snapped viciously, standing and storming from the kitchen without looking back.

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There were tears on his face again, and fuck, he was already tired of crying. This was just the beginning though.

After he'd gotten back to the dorms and gotten a verbal lashing from Aizawa with a side helping of extra cleaning duty for being out past curfew, he spent the rest of the night researching pregnancy and everything that could possibly go along with it. He knew that the hormones pouring into his system would make him more emotionally volatile than before. Than even his heats ever made him. He knew that his scent was going to change over the next few months, maybe even his hair texture and taste buds. He knew his sexual appetite would become insatiable and his nipples would become sensitive and soft as his chest swelled with milk. He knew more than he ever wanted to know about the male omega body.

He also knew that if he didn't allow his alpha around him, he'd eventually become depressed from the lack of support and contact. Omega pregnancies were fundamentally different for a typical betas in the fact that, statistically speaking, an omega couldn't make it through without their alpha. They needed the mixing of their pheromones, the stability and care the alpha would give, especially mentally. The omega wouldn't be the only one hurt though, but the fetus would suffer as well. If the omega wasn't careful, they would miscarry.

Katsuki hadn't figured out what he was going to do about that little tidbit. He didn't know how close he could let Izuku get just yet. He didn't know how far away he wanted to push him just yet.

There was a knock at his door, and knowing who was on the other side, he took only a moment to clean up his face before opening it. Izuku stepped through with their plates of stood, warily following him into the room. "I'm sorry... if I pried. I'm just worried," he murmured as he set the food on his small table.

Instead of answering, Katsuki let his omega direct him. He pulled Izuku into him, crushing their mouths together and turning them to fall onto his bed. He straddled Izuku's hips, rucking up Izuku's shirt as his desperation and need for touch grew.

"K-Kacchan, what-"

"I want you. Now."

"We have class! A-a-and the others will be waking up soon."

"We'll make it if you shut up and get in me," Katsuki panted, slipping his hand between their bodies. When he cupped Izuku through his shorts, he shut up completely.

Needless to say, they were late for class, but Katsuki felt far calmer than before.

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I hope you like this story. I had writers block for ages

~ Emma