Blue Dandelions

mellifluus | lofikv

Summary:

MELLIFLUUS
adj. — flowing like honey.

In which Katsuki dives headfirst into the well of desire that is Midoriya Izuku.

As Aldera high's appointed nurse, Bakugou Katsuki has seen his fair share of unexpected heats and ruts from various students throughout the years. It's a normal occurrence after all—thirteen to sixteen year-olds are considered the prime years for presenting in most alpha and omega teenagers, and he thought today wasn't any different. Just another eighth grade male omega getting wheeled in his clinic after accidentally going in heat in the middle of class.

Except this time it wasn't.

"Midoriya Izuku from class 8-A. He's not that deep in his heat yet but he needs suppressants and patches so he can be sent home." Says the teacher who brought the frail little boy in, a middle-aged beta woman with a sympathetic look in her eyes. She carefully lays Izuku down on one of the empty beds and directs her gaze towards Katsuki. "Unfortunately, his mother is currently working and therefore unreachable, so he'll have to stay here for a few more hours until he gets picked up. I'm leaving everything to you until then, Bakugou-san."

Katsuki nods, understanding half of what she said while the other half comes flying out of the window.

As soon as she steps out of the clinic, Katsuki slaps a hand on his nose and mouth, because holy shit .

Never in his thirty-three years of existence has he smelled an omega this good.

This has never happened before. Katsuki has never been affected by any student's scent—or any omega, for that matter, until he had Izuku in his clinic, lying prone on a bed with his heat pheromones permeating all four corners of the room. Katsuki can't focus on any task at hand, can't even bring himself to do so even if he wanted to. His alpha is howling in his chest, begging to take over and let Katsuki's body run on pure instinct.

Our omega. All ready and fertile and wet. Our true mate.

All for Katsuki.

Gingerly, he lets his eyes travel along Izuku's form. The boy has a tiny body, way tinier than an average middle schooler's with an unruly mop of curly green hair, cherry red lips unconsciously parted open, and freckles all over his small, boyish face.

To Katsuki's one-track mind, Izuku looks absolutely delectable.

The little boy shifts in the bed, the tiniest whines escaping his mouth as he tries and fails to find a comfortable position to stay in. Katsuki, on the other hand, utterly entranced at the sight of Izuku's meager body pressing against the dark fabric of his gakuran, remains rooted on his spot beside his office table.

Not for long, though, because Izuku manages to peel open his eyes amidst the haze in his brain, trembling eyelids revealing a pair of brilliant emerald orbs shining with unshed tears. His gaze immediately catches Katsuki and he straight up moans , making impatient grabby motions with his hands as he all but drowns Katsuki's senses with the smell of even more slick.

God fucking dammit.

"Alpha...?'' Izuku's voice, small and almost imperceptible through the ringing in Katsuki's ears, yet the latter hears his call loud and clear. "What's happ'ning? My body feels so hot..."

Katsuki should say something rational. He should explain to Izuku that he's in heat and that he needs immediate medications and lots of rest. He should give the boy suppressants, some scent patches, and coax him to go back to sleep until his mother arrives. It's what he was trained to do as a nurse .