XI: The Other Woman

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XI: The Other Woman

Third POV

"Fuck." Izuku groaned, brushing his hair back as he pulled into his parking space of the company building.

He couldn't believe it.

He really just told Katsuki that and had the nerve to use a command.

He didn't mean to do it, but he really needed to deflect and get out of there.

Katsuki's face...

It was evident that the omega was trying, what with all the time and pride he took into taking care of himself, but Izuku could see the eyebags of stress.

Izuku was really hoping Katsuki wouldn't be bothered by this, after all he'd seen the omega remain so resilient and unbothered by other things that could be considered major.

Even when Izuku didn't explain the full story Katsuki would maintain a poker face and would leave it at that, but this time appeared to be different.

Hm...

All Izuku had to do was make it up, right?

That's it.

"You two really should hurry up and get me my information..." he muttered to himself, staring at the email of Kirishima saying he got a lead, but needed more time to act on it.

He then looked out the window to see the silver with pink interior Ashton Martin pull up a couple of spades away from his own.

He then groaned, feeling as if he was naked without it as he slipped off his wedding ring and slipped it into the bottom space of his vehicle.

He got out of his car, going to greet the girl herself who clearly wasn't holding back anymore.

Ochaco Uraraka.

With her white baby puff dress and rhinestone encrusted butterfly wrap heels and such a sweet look to her.

A shame that it was a sham.

"Izu baby," She gleamed excitedly, giving the prime alpha a big hug, not necessarily noticing how his nose scrunched up at the literal punch of her scent to his nose, "I know I've only just met you, but I enjoy hanging out."

"I miss you so much every time you have to leave."

"I feel the same." Izuku went along monotonously, pulling back and deciding to sacrifice his pinkie to wrap around her's, "Shall we?"

"I believe breakfast should be served in my office and it'd be nice if you joined me."

She nodded, her cheeks going extra rosy, "Oh, too kind, I'd love to."

With the sound of their footsteps heading towards the front doors of the office.

Entering the elevator, she held on a bit tightly while staring down at Izuku's left hand.

"You okay?" She hummed, not looking at him, "You seem stiffer today, is everything at home well?"

Izuku went quiet before shrugging it off, "Maid issues."

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