Not As Planned

Arc 3: Heated Situation

Summary:

It gets hot for Katsuki and uncomfortable for Denki.

Katsuki was lying in his room that night, and he was overthinking again. He was so happy that the alphas – mainly Izuku and Eijiro – were coming back soon. But on the other hand, not even five minutes into the meeting, he had almost completely messed up again! He made Eijiro struggle! And it wasn't him who had calmed him down but Mina. She was a so much better omega; she could actually help her alpha if needed.

Yeah, that was why Eijiro preferred her! It must be the case! And this was why Izuku liked Ochako more! They were all better than him! No wonder they wanted to punish him while they were all happy with those two. He shifted in his nest uncomfortably. He hugged one of his pillows. It had long lost every scent of Izuku or Eijiro.

"Damn it! It is all my fault for not being a better omega! I should have comforted him. Stupid, stupid, stupid!" He rolled around and grabbed some of the shirts he had shamefully stolen from Izuku's and Eijiro's rooms. Their scents were so weak it almost made him cry.

Goddammit, why was it so damn hot in his room? The thought of the alpha on top of him shot through his mind, how the strong alpha body had pinned him down. Had shown him his place ... yes, today, he was a bad omega, so he should get punished for that! He had made his alpha mad ... yes, he definitely needed to be punished.

His breathing got a lot heavier. He pressed the shirt to his nose, inhaling every little trace of scent that was still on it. He wanted more of his alpha! His heart started to beat faster. His stomach twisted in a strange feeling. It hurt so much.

Katsuki groaned because of the pain. The pain in his stomach moved through his spine too. It was agonizing. He needed ... he needed his alpha! He robbed more to the wall and cuddled up in all the plushies, blankets, and pillows he had gathered over the last four months. He didn't know what was happening, but he couldn't stand this feeling. His mind was all foggy.

His dreams were weird. He wanted his alphas so badly! He wanted to feel Eijiro's lips on his again. He wanted to smell Deku's scent again, both cedar-moss and pine-grass surrounding him. It was so arousing. He shifted under the sheets.

When he awoke the next morning, he was drenched in sweat. He felt sticky and disgusting. His cheeks were red when he remembered his wet dreams about Eijiro and Izuku. What the fuck was he dreaming? They were his friends! He didn't want to see them this way! He shook his head, but this only made him feel dizzier. Groaning, he got out of bed. He changed his sweaty clothes to fresh ones. His limbs felt heavy. Why was he so groggy?

Still half asleep, he made his way to the common room. Gosh, he felt so awful. His lower abdomen hurt so much. He slouched into the kitchen. He was hungry ... All the guys were already there, but no sign of the girls.

"Good Morning, Kacchan," Denki greeted him. He gasped when he saw him. "Oh my god, what's wrong? You don't look so good." He rounded the counter and was with him in seconds. Katsuki's legs couldn't support his body weight any longer when another cramp hit him. He fell forward but was able to grab onto a chair, and with Denki's help, he could take a seat.

"I don't know what's happening," he groaned again. "Since last night, I have been in pain." He winced, and Denki rubbed circles over his back. He sniffed the air around him.

"Dude, you smell strange," Minoru murmured.

"Shut up!" Katsuki cried out.

"Maybe you should see Recovery Girl," Mashirao suggested.