Bakudeku mafia omegaverse

💜Part One💜

Being in the mafia was difficult.

Being born an omega was even more difficult.

Being an omega in the mafia was damn near impossible.

The only way to manage it was secrets. Secrets and inhibitors. Those tiny heat-blocking, scent-erasing pills. They were illegal for a reason. He always paid the price for popping a few of those babies, but he'd gotten used to functioning at half capacity. Even getting his hands on the drug was expensive, despite them not being that hard to create. At least half of his monthly allowance went solely to purchasing the pills, and that's a LOT of money. At least his parents didn't question where the money went. But with their family business, asking the wrong things can get you into some hot water. (I could make a Todoroki burn joke here... but I won't) The mafia was a dangerous business, after all....

Izuku Midoriya. He'd turned sixteen two months ago, so he'd integrated into the business. In secret, of course. Being the heir to a mafia tends to get some unwanted attention... not to mention his looks. He was what you called a "likable beauty". He was so pretty that you wanted to hate him, but so damn attractive that you just couldn't. He was also the most adorable dork you'd ever meet.

The good thing was that while he was really the mafia leader's son, he didn't look a thing like his father, Hisashi Midoriya. He looked exactly like the male counterpart of his mother, Inko. (Nothing is going to happen to Inko... hopefully 🙏) Izuku Midoriya was the prince of the Midoriya clan, but not even his name had made it out. His parents were tight-lipped, and who could blame them? Running the most renowned mafia in Japan was tough if you were a blabbermouth. Yes, the top! They were number one, with the Bakugo mafia following close behind, and the Todorokis not far after. 

Aren't the other mafia bosses supposed to come over today? Maybe I should check it out with the others...

The boy thought. The two bosses in question were Katsuki Bakugo and Shoto Todoroki, of their respective families. Both of the others were two years ahead of his in age, having turned eighteen in the previous months. The tricks of the trade strongly suggest at least three years in service (undercover of course) before they ascended to the title of boss. The two of them being as young as eighteen years, that meant that they were introduced to this lifestyle at the age of fifteen. FIFTEEN! 

Damn, Izuku thought, These guys must be ruthless! I wonder if I'll be able to make it when I get older...

Lucky alphas.

He lamented the fact that he hadn't gone on a real mission yet. Nothing could really be done, though, seeing as though he hasn't even gotten past the six month mark. You can't go on a mission unless you've had your anti-torture training. Then three more years after that, the Midoriyas would finally be under his control. Izuku would inherit the mafia at nineteen, a year older than the other two titans are now. 

I wonder if once I get my training, I'll be able to go out of the base, he wondered as he combed through his green curls. I really hope that I will, he thought as he threw on a t-shirt and shorts from his drawers.

The good thing was that none of the other mafia members knew who he was. Both he and his family recognized that Izuku would be treated differently, and it would be harder for him to lead in the future if he got special treatment.

"HEY GUYS!" Izuku yelled to his friends, Ochaco Uraraka and Tenya Iida.

His buddy Uraraka greeted him back, running towards him. Iida chided the girl, urging her to stop because "your behavior is both dangerous and reckless". The bluenette (Mlb reference, anyone?) was making his strange hand motions again, but no one really cared. They loved Iida, bizarre hand motions and all.

"Why don't we play some games since we don't have anything else to do today?" The brunette suggested.

Both of the boys agreed quickly, and the girl led them towards a nearby couch. They played a few board games together, Truth or Dare, and just had fun for a while until Uraraka got a message on her phone.

"HAY! Guess who just got an anonymous tip that the Bakugo mafia boss is here?" The girl teased.

"Uraraka-san no. We won't be going up there." Iida stated firmly.

Izuku and Ochako looked at each other and simply smiled. They knew that they'd leave, wait a few minutes, and Iida would come running because 'I have to make sure you're safe'. True, he was the only one out of the trio that had the torture training, but both of the others' legs work perfectly fine.

The two buddies made their way to the second floor, where Uraraka's contact said that the meeting was being held.

"HELL FUCKING NO! I'M NOT FUCKING ENTERING NO FUCKING CONTRACT WITH THE LIKES OF YOU!!"

The friends heard. Uraraka freaked out and released a few distress pheromones, her fruity scent leaking out of her scent glands. The greenette boy calmed her down and they attempted to listen further. Unfortunately for the duo, the meeting was over.

The two friends simply stood there as the door was kicked open. They watched as the blonde who was responsible for the now broken door storm out.

He was super tall, like at least 6'3. Obviously a Royal Alpha (regular Alpha, just better), and he was also fucking GORGEOUS. Blonde hair fashioned into spikes, and crimson eyes that could cut through to your soul.

And godDAMN, he was jacked.

Intimidating, but he didn't make Izuku want to curl up into a ball and hide. Where most people would see an absolute monster of a man, Izuku saw someone who would be great at cuddling and be excellent at reaching high up shelves.

Yes, he was that innocent (and short, life at 5'4).

But the one thing that even the innocent smol bean couldn't deny with his youthful bliss was the view under the man's white translucent button-up. Abs galore! The boy hadn't even known it was POSSIBLE to have an eight-pack, but here this man comes sporting one. And don't even get him started on the other's pecs. (MoMmY MiLkErS) Even the other's Adonis line was the most defined Izuku had ever known.

His Inner Omega was practically drooling. (Yes he can still hear his Inner Omega through the drugs, it just only comes out in some moments)

Mate! It screamed, horny as fuck. Izuku completely ignored the little shit, despite its screaming to get laid. The small boy attempted to hide himself behind Uraraka, but she kept evading him, intent on making sure if she got caught, the other would get dragged down with her. All Izuku could do was grip the corner of wall he was given and hope he wasn't spotted.

But since when has he had that kind of luck?

First, the man spotted Uraraka.

"Bakugo-sama," she crooned respectively, taking the 'I'm supposed to be here' route.

Izuku couldn't lie, so of course he froze up, attracting the other's eye.

"Who are you?" He asked forcefully, stepping closer towards the pair.

"Ochaco Uraraka, sir- " Bakugo cut her off. "NOT you. The other one." He looked said boy right in the eyes as he spoke, and Izuku couldn't dare to look away, but couldn't find the courage to speak.

After a few seconds of silence, he got very agitated. He shoved the poor girl out of the way and poked Izuku in the forehead with a finger.

"I asked you a question. Who

                                                             are

                                                                     you?"