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Kitamura POV:

Everything has been a haze. I couldn't remember much but all I know is that Bakugo smells amazing! Like caramel!

I was breathing it in when he was carrying me and it was kinda made me feel relaxed. Why should I have felt relaxed in the arms of an Alpha who I only just met, and didn't know well at all!? 

Yet... it made me feel like, in that moment, I had found peace for the first time since I found out I was an Omega, when everything started to terrify me.

The only other person who could make me feel that way, was my brother. But not to that extent. This was something I have never experienced before. I loved it.

I wish I had an item of clothing that smells like him. Just one item I can bury my nose into.  To make me feel that happiness and peace like before. Just one.

I inhaled deeply to my brother's vanilla scent. I loved it, because I had grown up with that scent. It is familiar and and it's homely.

I didn't realise how long I had slept. It had been a whole 5 hours in my nest. I was starving. I haven't eaten anything since breakfast. I felt hot and dizzy. I took a couple of suppressants and waited for 10 minutes for it to kick in.

Just as I was thinking of texting (more like pestering) Shoto for food, a knock came at the door.

"Who... is it?" I called through. There was no answer.

I got up and slid the door open a bit. I looked up at the tall figure. It wasn't Shoto. Then a sweet caramel smell hit me, it wasn't as strong as before so he had obviously taken his suppressants. Ruby red eyes were looking down at me. It was Bakugo.

"Hey, bakugo. W... what are you doing here?" I said a little cold. I was only wearing my school button up shirt and a tie, skirt and some thigh high socks.

"I brought you food." Bakugo said in a weird tone. I didn't realise he was holding a tray.

I opened the door fully as he came in and put the tray on my desk, next to my pills and water.

In the other hand he was carrying something black and orange and was scrunched up in a ball. I couldn't make out what it was.

I sat on the bed. "Thank you Bakugo. It was kind of you to get me food, in the nick of time too. I was about to hassle my brother!" I giggled. His back was turned to me, so I couldn't see his face.

"Whatever." He grunted submissively.

'I get the feeling he doesn't like me.' I thought.

He turned to leave but stopped at the door. He turned slightly and threw something at me. I caught in and unscrunched it. It was a hoodie that smelt like him.

I looked up at him. A small blush on my face. He turned to leave again and shut the door behind him. I was left with his hoodie in my hands. It was a strong scent so he had worn it in the last 24 hours.

I smiled at us and brought it up to my nose. I took in its sweet aroma and sighed heavily.

'If he didn't like me, why did he give me his hoodie? Does that mean he does like me? If he does that why does he talk like he doesn't? This kid is confusing me!' I thought as I fell on my stomach in my pile of clothes.

I was hugging the hoodie tightly and my head was buried in it. I put it on and went to eat what he had brought me.

It was a home cooked meal of noodle soap and prawn crackers, made from scratch. You could tell because it wasn't as sweet. I didn't like it sweet, it tasted artificial, but this... this is wonderful! I wonder who made it. It is delicious!

I ate it up with chopsticks and wiped my face with a napkin that came with it. I then got back into my nest and put the hood of Bakugo's hoodie over my head. I fell asleep to his sweet smell filling my nostrils.

Bakugo's POV:

The cinnamon smell was too much for me, I couldn't control myself. I had to drop off and go.

I didn't know why I brought my hoodie, that I wore yesterday, with me, but it was something to do with what she said to Half-and-half. Something about his clothes, scent and a nest?

Well, I saw what she meant, she had made a big ring of clothes. It smelt like Vanilla, the same as her brother's scent.

I also cooked her some noodle soup. I read online that soup helps with heats. I don't know why I wanted to help her, but I did. I never do, what makes her so special? Who knows.

I also put some prawn crackers on the side, because I also read that fish is good in iron and protein and iron is god for reliving pressure from heats.

I made my way back down to the common room where everyone was. Shitty hair came up to me.

"Bakubro! Where did you go? You just left!" He said patting me on the back.

"I told you not to call me that!" I yelled. He laughed. I don't know what's so funny when I
shout at him. "I took Kitamura some food. Why?"

"You gave her food?! Did you take your suppressants?" He asked concerned.

"Yes." I replied in a less angry tone than usual.

"Dude! Where you just nice to me?" Shitty hair asked flattered.

"No, dumbass!" I replied. He looked hurt but did I care? Did I ever. I walked away to the sink. Half-and-half came up behind me.

He grabbed my shoulder and yanked my to face him. He had 'death' in his eyes. He had an expression like he could kill someone.

"Did you say you went to se my sister?" He asked threateningly.

"So what if I did. What are you going to do about it." I said spitting at him.

He grabbed me by the collar of my shirt and pulled me closer to his face.

"You dare touch her, talk to her, even look at her again and I'll kill you myself." He said through gritted teeth, all close up and personal.

"You think you scare me. Your even more of a dumbass than I thought!" I said as he pushed me away. He walked away from me as if nothing happened.

'We'll see who she picks. Family or alpha.' I muttered under my breath.

I sat down with the others in the common room. I glanced at Half-and-half. He shot me a death stare and i shot him one back. He broke eye contact as Deku said his name.

I sat back and my mind clouded with thoughts of her. Kitamura, in her school uniform that was wrinkled from when she was led in her nest. I wondered what she did with my hoodie. Sat back and daydreamed of her. Not taking any notice of anyone around me.

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