Izuku/Izara The life they never Knew

Chapter 2 More Workers

Knock Knock Knock!

Someone was at the front door. Izuku jumped a little and grabbed a blanket from the bed to cover himself. He walked out of the bedroom and went to look at the door. Uraraka had said nobody could get in except for him and the workers. But what if it was that alpha from the hotel entrance, that Vlad King? Had he heard Izuku when he said his room number?

"Room service," a voice said from outside. It was a male, but not the brutish alpha. The voice was softer, almost sounding bored. Izuku got closer to the door. Maybe he should pretend it was empty; maybe they'd go away then. If it was a hotel worker, couldn't they let themselves in? What if it was someone sent by Chisaki?

"Uraraka told me you were a bit bashful," the voice said after a minute of silence. "She told me not to let myself in. I'm here to help you figure out how to order food."

Izuku perked up before moving toward the door. He got on his tiptoes and tried looking through the peephole. Not being tall enough was an issue, making him have to open the door. Looking up at the Alpha, he had purple hair and bags under his eyes.

The green-haired Omega smiled at him, seeing that the alpha was a worker sent by Uraraka. He opened the door for him, allowing him to step inside. Izuku didn't take the time to think about what he wanted to eat. He usually just ate what was given, so this was a bit challenging for him.

"Uhm, what can pick?" He asked the man standing in front of him. "I...I no eat much."

The butler could see that even though Izuku was very curvy, his stomach, arms, and legs were all very thin. The purple-haired boy sniffed the air, taking in Izuku's scent. Izu could tell that this guy was an alpha, but he had never seen one who wasn't acting powerful or like they were the best person in the room. He wasn't really sure how to act around this stranger.

"You need protein," the butler said. He walked into the room without asking permission; now that was the sign of an alpha. Izuku's instincts kicked in, and he humbly followed the man into the room. The purple-haired boy didn't seem to notice, but alphas were always aware of their surroundings. Without turning around, he said, "My name is Shinsou. I am the main room service attendant for the upper floors. If you have a problem, you can dial the phone, and it'll most likely be me who comes to help."

Shinsou came to a sudden stop, and Izuku stopped with him. The taller male turned around and looked down at the cute broccoli boy. "Did Ura show you how to work the phone?"

Izuku didn't say much at first, only fidgeting and losing track of his thoughts. His mind wandered to his friend, his blonde best friend, who was still where he left. Though the greenette lifted his head when he sensed the alpha staring at him,

"Uhm, n-no, but I no ask either so. I hope her no trouble for no show me," Izu said, moving toward the phone and trying to figure it out himself. Though he didn't know how to work it, even with the small directory.

"She won't be in trouble, so don't worry about her," Shinsou said. Izuku could feel some of the alpha's influence in his words. His words to not worry were said like a command, and it forced Izuku to relax. Alphas had incredible power over the lower ranks. Shinsou went to the phone by the couch and sat down. He smiled at Izuku and held out his hand. "Come and sit; I'll show you what to do."

It wasn't a command, so Izu knew he could disobey. But the man seemed kind enough, and his new friend had sent him, so he decided to trust him. Izuku sat down on the couch, the bedsheet still covering his half-naked body.

Shinsou smiled at him, glad to see the omega was trusting him. Izuku was cute, but not really his type. The butler moved the phone so Izuku could see, and then he explained. "So, up here, you can see some of the numbers that you can call. This number calls Camie at the front desk; this one calls the maid service that cleans rooms, so you could ask for Uraraka if you need her..." Shinsou pulled out a marker and started writing next to the phone numbers, adding names. He knew that the marker could be cleaned off, so he wasn't worried. "Now, room service is this number, and that's me. You call this when you want to order food."