Blue Dandelions

feral | ContraryBee

Summary:

A villain is on the run. DynaDeku in pursuit.

The villain's quirk sends alphas feral with rut and throws omegas into a feverish heat.

What does it do to Enigmas?

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"Its in the gas!" Deku screams from within his ventilator, hand on his ear to turn on his earpiece. "Don't breathe it in!"

There's no answer from Kacchan. A moment of crackling silence, as Izuku flies up and out of the gas cloud. The villain is on the run, out towards the industrial area where half the buildings were empty and abandoned, and the other half were mostly factories. Theoretically, nobody should be around and be affected by the gas.

A snarl in their comm, and then a buzzing crack.

Something blasts to his left, and he's changing direction immediately with Black Whip.

"Got him." Katsuki's heaving satisfied voice comes over comms. It's strangely distorted. "But we got about three minutes before this gas takes me over. Deku. Get out of here. Send in a quelling team." Then there's a crunching noise, and the signal dies.

A quelling--- no!

"Kacchan!" Izuku cries back, panicking. He swings in, glad for his ventilator.

Katsuki's sat on an overturned piece of concrete, head hanging, the villain wrapped up in capture tape and muffled as well, unconscious.

The gas is slowly dissipating, but not soon enough.

Red eyes meet with green, irritated.

"Don't argue with me, Deku!" Katsuki barks, but Izuku realizes the other is pretending. His fists are clenched tight, his arms crossed. He's got the same particularly grit in his jaw that he normally gets, when his alpha is riled up and angry, and he's trying not to lose his cool. He notices Katsuki's destroyed earpiece, probably half snapped in the fight and further destroyed when Katsuki had yanked it off.

If there's something Katsuki hated more than anything, it was being, or feeling out of control. Rut was the pinnacle of such a feeling, and they were too far away from his apartment to lock down and let him take care of it privately like he would on a natural cycle. A quelling team meant Katsuki would be brought down by force, tranquilizers to knock out an elephant. He'd be kept drugged and biddable in a lock-down hospital, the rut leaving him burning and in pain for days, perhaps weeks.

"I'm arguing," Izuku snaps. "It's possible the tranqs won't even work on you!"

"I said what I fucking said, get out of here, Deku." Katsuki replies, red eyes hot with anger. It verges too close on an alpha command, and no, Izuku won't accept that, won't accept it at all! Katsuki had never used his command on him, and he won't this time. He won't...he won't have to!

Clenching his fists, Izuku doesn't stop to think.

Katsuki's mouth drops, as Izuku yanks at and then shakes his chin free from his ventilator, taking a good long inhale of quirked gas.

His nose wrinkles since it tastes like sweaty socks. He doesn't feel the quirk ignite, but as Katsuki said, it would only take a few minutes.

Izuku's head snaps to the side, cheek blooming in pain, when Katsuki punches him in the face.

"What the fuck are you doing?!" Katsuki's alpha rears up in his throat, darkening his words and turning his eyes heavy and black. "What the fuck have you done?!"