Pandora's Gift

Chapter 16

The patrol with Kirishima was uneventful, it actually made patrolling so boring. The guys stuck to routes that really would rarely see villain activities even on the worst of days. It really wasn't anything other than fan service for the people. But then again it wasn't exactly avoidable. Being top ranked hero's it was important for Bakugou and Kirishima to be seen in the public eye. But why was it every day? It was so boring. But Sakaki kept her complaints to herself, after all what good would it do?

But at least it gave her some time to think. If she was going to be stuck doing nothing more than boring patrols then maybe she should plan for some days off after Hatori returns home. She knew she couldn't keep forcing her heat off anything. It would be much better and safer if she planned it out and took the days off. The worst part was the fact that she needed to bring it up with the guys. And this matter was embarrassing enough as it was that she had no desire at all to have to talk about it with either man. Though surely if push came to shove then Kirishima would probably be the best person to try and ask for the time off in case she needed to tell him why.

Still she hadn't been able to bring herself to bring up the subject all patrol. All morning long and she couldn't force herself to ask him. Or even bring up the subject of wanting a few days off. Even as the duo strolled back into the agency she still didn't have a clue on how to approach the subject. So instead she followed Kirishima to his office. At least Bakugou wasn't around. Kirishima was going off about needing to get some paperwork done. And well to be honest she really wasn't paying much attention to what he was actually saying.

"Hey Kirishima. Could I get some days off next week?" Well at least she wasn't beating around the bush with the sudden question. It seemed to surprise Kirishima who was suddenly pausing mid sentence to turn and look at her with an eyebrow raised.

"Well I'm sure something can be worked out. How many days do you need?" He asked unsure if he wanted to push for an excuse or not.

"I'll probably need a week. But not till after Hatori goes home," she was pretty sure poor Kirishima was blushing as his face started to turn red. It didn't take a rocket scientist to know why she needed a week off and why it had to be after her little visitor went home.

"Hmm that should be doable. I'll ask Katsuki what his schedule is like and see if we can do some arranging for you," she nearly groaned when Kirishima said he would tell Bakugou, that was the lady person she wanted to be informed of her embarrassing time off needed.

"Thanks. Now let's get a start on that paperwork I'd like to be done before Hatori is out of school," she hummed softly as if she had not just asked for time off for her heat to an alpha she was currently stuck working with for the foreseeable future. Kirishima seemed just as happy to suddenly be allowed to change the subject.

"Ah yes it shouldn't take too long with both of us working on it while Bakugou continues his patrols," Kirishima said, strolling over to his desk and he started to sort through the papers that were stacked on the desk, sorting it into two different piles.

"Here you can work at Bakugou's desk while he's out," he said as he pushed a stack of papers into her hands before sitting himself down in his chair and getting ready to work on his own share of papers. Sakaki tried not to scowl at the idea but she really couldn't hide it as she slowly dragged her feet over towards Bakugou's spotless desk. The area was drenched in his scent from his desk to even his chair. It instantly reminded her of that drunken night she spent curled up naked in the man's bed while she waited for her own quirk to wear off herself.

That memory had her own cheeks light up as she sat down and took a deep breath taking in the heavy scent. Sakaki wondered how many times Bakugou had to wash his bedding to get her scent out? After all she had been naked and she knew she had scented his pillow that she had cuddled with and most likely the rest of his bedding. She had not meant to do it but by the time she had woken up and was sober it was too late to take back what she had done. The memory was still embarrassing, she had never done that to someone else's bedding before. Hell she was surprised that she didn't start making a nest with his clothes too while she was curled up in his bed. Thank goodness she didn't, that embarrassment would have killed her.