Different tribes

chapter 3

"If you had, it would've been easier for us, that's for sure," Katsuki whispered, and he was met with another pang of sadness in his chest.“I get it! I get it, it sucks for your soulmate to be a guy, and even worse that they're a weak omega but I didn't ask for it! +I didn't ask to be born in a pack that makes omega be at the lowest tier, didn't ask to be bullied, didn't ask to run an entire night with nothing but cash in a bag that I hid and+I certainly didn't ask for my mate to hate me for being a male because you're confused!” izuku snapped“I didn't ask for it but I got it anyways, I wasnt chasing after you, you made it clear you didn't want to see me again and I tried to stay away but this is a small human town, what do you want me to do about it? Cant rent a car, cant—cant walk there, I know that im unlovable enough that not even my mate loves me, the person that was chosen to be my soulmate by the moon goddess” he was left panting, slowly standing up to not look like a threat to a an alpha“Im going to try to get a job and…if im not allowed then I’ll try to go to the other town or die trying” he mumbled

Because not even his mate cares if he dies or not Izuku's stomach growled, and he winced. He had been trying to save on eating to afford a way out of town, but it seemed near impossible with everyone rejecting to hire him.

“You have to be kidding me” katsuki whispered under his breathSure he felt—angry. The guy was still here despite being told that if his pack sensed they were anything, he'd be kicked out of his family, his childhood home, and all.

But seeing izuku just lying on the floor there—hungry and tired with rags as clothes...He was raised better

Sure his mother would send him to hell and back for helping his male mate but the moon goddess taught him that you shouldn't leave someone to fucking starve

“...Stay here,” he said and izuku shrugged“Nowhere I can go without being found by your pack—hmph”

He raised whatever he was holding and discovered it was a jacket."I know," he continued, "the scent from my clothes is fading on you. A regular werewolf would have to go to the head house to identify themselves and state their reason for being here," he explained as Izuku sat up, +putting on the jacket and trying to ignore the sparks and the scent of it.

Just minutes ago he was screaming to him about his feelings and now he was willing to help?
Why?Does he just feel pity for him?

“Stay” he ordered like some sort of pup and walked out of the park

Izuku huffed, shifting to lie down on the bench, attempting to draw as little attention to himself as possible.He’s going to guess the reason why he can't just go to the pack house is because…well he’s an omega

Given katsuki’s hasty response and the reaction from the family at the shop, it was evident that they didn't take kindly to omegas, especially if they were male.Why was he here anyway? If anything he should go back to his room and hide there until he figures something out

Maybe grab as much food as he can from trash bins and clothes from the back of shops Man, nothing seemed to be going according to his plan.His stomach growled again, and he whimpered. It felt cruel that his mind was teasing him with thoughts of delicious foods he used to sneak and eat in the dead of night, fully aware that he might have faced consequences for doing so.Fortunately, his mind wasn't playing cruel tricks this time. He heard a bag rustle next to him and opened his eyes to find Katsuki staring down at him, holding the food."Eat it slow, don't choke," he mumbled, and Izuku took it from his hands, not bothering to sniff it or be skeptical. If Katsuki had wanted him dead, he could have alerted his pack since yesterday.His eyes widened when he saw it was a sandwich with everything on it and he ate without much fuss

He learned not to be picky with food, especially from the environment he lived in so he didn't complain when he tasted pickles or onions"Jesus Christ, I can't believe I'm doing this," Katsuki said with a sigh as he sat next to the omega, who was eating as if it was his last dinner.