Part 1

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Dabi groaned as he tried to sit up, removing the stranger's arm from around him. "Fuck." He got up to get dressed, but was quickly pulled back down. "And just where do you think you're going, sweetheart? Hmm? Your alpha requires attention." "I'm not your omega. And you're not my alpha." Dabi tried to fight the off but was pinned to the bed. "You'll do good to listen to an alpha. I hold all power here. Now be a good little cum slut." Dabi kicked the man. "I said 'no'. You fucking alphas think the world is yours simply because most omegas are too weak." Dabi pulled out his knife and held it against the other's throat. "I'm not most omegas." With a single swipe, Dabi slit the man's throat and watched him bleed out as he redressed. "Someone will find your body. And when they do, they'll know you pissed off a member of the League of Villains." With that he left for the hospital.

"Why don't you ever keep them? They're your kids. I'm sure-" "I don't want to keep a fucking rapist's kids. You really think this is the kind of world someone like me and bring children into?" The hospital was one of the few places an omega could safely speak their mind. "No. I suppose not. But maybe if you-" "if I what? Tell them 'no'? I do. Do you know what they fucking do? Fuck me anyway. Can't go to the police. They always take the alpha's word against mine." Dabi sighed as he readied himself for the procedure. "Just get this shit over with."

After a few hours, Dabi left for the bar. "Well. Took you long enough." Shigaraki poked fun. "Shut the hell up. Where's the boss?" "In his office. Why?" Dabi didn't answer. He marched into the office. "Dabi? I'm a bit on the busy side." "I know your husband is under the desk. I just need some time off." "You think I run a legitimate business? Denks, can you leave us for a moment?" Kaminari crawled out from under the desk. "I'll be getting a couple of drinks." Shinso smiled and nodded. "Why do you need time off? I already don't ask a lot of you." "Fucking alphas. That's why." "Dabs." "I know you don't understand. You're an alpha. On top of that, an experimental alpha. There's not a single drop of omega in you. But please." Dabi tried not to tear up. "Dabs. Listen. I know I don't know what people like you or Denki go through, but I'm not like that. Take all the time you need. You know this is always a safe place for you." Dabi thanked his boss and quickly left.

He got to his house and laid on the couch. "Fuck!" The tears wouldn't stop. He cried until he finally passed out. He only woke up when he heard sirens. When he did, he got up and locked his door and windows. Then headed upstairs to his room. He cleaned up his new cuts and addressed any wounds then laid back down again. This time worry kept him up, so he pulled his gun a bit closer to him. "What if?" He picked it up and held the barrel to his head, finger dancing around the trigger only to be pulled away. "Another time. Too many people to kill." The gun was placed under his bed again and he tried to sleep.

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