My Omega

Chapter 25

                Remastered: January 20th, 2025

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A month had passed since the battle at U.S.J. The air had shifted in more ways than one. The hospital had become a second home for Izuku, and Katsuki had spent the majority of that time recovering—physically and mentally. His injuries had healed, but the emotional scars, the lingering effects of the trauma, were harder to wipe away.

But now, things were different. The students of Class 1-A were finally returning to U.A. The halls were still familiar, the weight of their past battle hanging in the air, but they were trying—some more than others—to get back to normal.

Izuku stood at the gates of U.A., a heavy weight in his chest, but a part of him was relieved. They were home. For now, at least.

Katsuki, despite his usual arrogance, had been quieter than usual. He'd put on a tough front, his pride still intact, but there was an underlying tension in his body that didn't go unnoticed by Izuku. It was the same feeling Izuku had when he looked into the mirror each morning—a sense of displacement, of fear. Hector's words had cut deep. The fear that Katsuki might be taken from him had lodged itself in his heart, twisting every waking thought.

And yet... they had to move forward. For themselves, for the rest of the class, and—for some twisted reason—because of the dark threat still hanging over their heads.

Izuku felt Katsuki's presence beside him, his scent—a mix of spice and something deeper—anchoring him in the present. The tension between them was thick, like an invisible thread drawing them closer together with every step. It was undeniable, the pull. And though neither of them wanted to admit it, the friction between them, the unspoken attraction, had only intensified since the battle. Katsuki's Omega scent was subtle but sharp, and Izuku's Alpha instincts, usually so in control, had started to act up whenever they were in close proximity.

"Hey," Katsuki's voice broke through Izuku's thoughts, rough and gruff as ever. He turned his head slightly, eyes darting over to Izuku for a fraction of a second. "Don't get all mopey on me."

Izuku chuckled softly, but there was a strained quality to it. The anxiety from the past month, the stress of Hector's looming threat, and the weight of what had happened between them lingered in the air like a storm. "I'm not mopey, Katsuki. Just thinking."

Katsuki grunted, but he didn't elaborate. He kept walking, his usual confident stride returning as he moved forward, though Izuku noticed the slight tension in his body. Katsuki's Omega side, though strong, was still sensitive after everything. Izuku could sense it. The Alpha part of him wanted to pull Katsuki closer, reassure him with his presence. To offer warmth and protection, but there was still that wall between them, both of them unwilling to fully acknowledge the deeper connection that was forming.

Izuku's heart beat faster, the subtle hum of desire pulsing beneath his ribs. He tried to focus on something—anything—but the presence of Katsuki beside him kept distracting him. The way Katsuki's scent clung to the air, spicy and raw, the way his posture seemed to scream dominance and vulnerability in equal measure—it was a combination that drove Izuku mad. The alpha in him wanted to assert control, to claim, but he knew better. Katsuki wouldn't have it. Not now. Not yet.

As they entered the school grounds, Izuku caught sight of the familiar walls of U.A., the classroom, the cafeteria. It all looked so... ordinary. So peaceful. And yet, the storm that brewed inside him wouldn't let him relax.

Katsuki was still so close, and the heat between them was palpable. The closer they walked, the harder it was for Izuku to ignore the primal attraction he felt for the Omega by his side. His instincts screamed at him to take charge, to protect, to possess—but Izuku was doing his damned best to hold it together. He wasn't ready to face the consequences of fully acting on what they both wanted.