𝐏𝐎𝐒𝐒𝐄𝐒𝐒𝐈𝐎𝐍

𝙒 𝘼 𝙍 𝙈

WORD COUNT | 1390

Without delay, the hall erupted into a fits of chatter and several protests from the head supervisor and head of domestic department were heard, until a single ruby red glare silenced the voice of everyone present.

Signalling the now shaking and trembling boy forward with the snap of his fingers, the omega began to take minuscule steps towards the stage. His shoulders were heavy, carrying the weight of everyone's stares on him as he walked. After an agonisingly long journey towards the prince, he dare not lift his gaze from the floor, hands shivering with fear.

Almost nonchalantly, the arrogant heir patted his leg twice, hinting at the greenette to sit. Taken aback by his request, the naïve youngster stood there dumbfounded until the calloused palms of the prince met his waist, pulling him downwards onto his lap.

A small yelp escaped the omega's lips as his face flushed to a shade of deep pink, he went from being an insignificant cleaner to sitting at the lap of the most authoritative person in the whole damn hall. The contrast was astonishing.

"Bakugou-sama if this is a joke you're playing at. Please-"

"Shut that annoying mouth of yours for once will you?" A terrifying anger laced within the blond's voice cut through any more comments from the leaders as his eyes flitted sideways, casting an oppressing glance towards them before he simply continued, "I'm 18 now fuckers. Which means I make my own decisions." An arrogant tone was present as he tightened his grip on the fragile Midoriya whilst speaking.

A sea of astonished faces stared back at the two, unmoving. Midoriya felt as if his heart would start beating out his chest any second, the tension hung thick in the air and no one dared to move or make a noise.

The greenette gulped nervously as he sat as still as a statue, too frightened to fidget upon the prince's lap.

"This whole selection thing is bullshit." Mumbled Bakugou as he proceeded to lift the shorter boy off his laps and carried him on one of his shoulders easily. After all the boy weighed practically nothing to him.

With that declaration, he strode out the hall, leaving a cacophony of a mess of confusion behind. Midoriya looked back one last time locking eyes with Ochaco who emitted a gaze of sympathy before the double doors slammed shut leaving the two of them in the hallway, alone.

"B-b-Bakugou sama?" The stuttering greenette spoke up, unsure of how to address the prince. He was signalling to the taller boy to put him down on his feet.

"Shut up." The impulsive blond snapped as he carried on walking, pushing past a set another set of double doors which led to a set of grand stairs. The royal quarters.

Midoriya frantically waved his arms in panic, "I'm not allowed in here!" He yelped as he attempted to get down from being hauled onto his sturdy shoulders.

"Who says?" The Alpha replies with an arrogant tone, he turned his head to the side to face the anxious servant whom he practically kidnapped and moved his face closer to his until they were inches apart. "I make the rules here." He snarled mercilessly.

Midoriya gulped visibly attempting to maintain eye contact before his eyes cast downwards in submission. That was until he felt a hand touch his chin and lift his gaze upwards causing the smaller boy to get a proper look of the esteemed prince for the first time.

He noticed his eyes were strikingly red, he was afraid that if he stared long enough the ruby ocean may just swallow him whole. They were brimming to the edge with self confidence and might, oozing the most prideful aura any Alpha could emit. He seemed as if he was an individual who never once doubted himself the greenette thought in wonder.

"I've never seen eyes as green as yours." The blond spoke casually, as if the comment was no big of the deal, unknowing of how their close proximity made Midoriya's heart beat out his chest. At this comment, the curly haired boy's cheeks rose to a high temperature as he wore an increasing blush.

"Are you sick?" Bakugou pressed on, completely oblivious to the cause of his sudden reddened face whilst he resumed to hold his hand to the blushing teen's forehead.

"No- I- I'm fine." His response earned a questionable look from the blond before he brought his hands up to prod Midoriya's reddened cheeks.

"Then. Why. Are. You. So. Red?" The blond enunciated every word with a prod to the omega's cheeks every word he spoke.

"B-b-because..." the timid greenette trailed off as he started his usual mumbling habit, however this time his face has turned beet red as he touched the tips of his first fingers together shyly.

"I can't fucking hear you." The agitated blond voiced out as he leaned his ear closer to Midoriya's mouth.

Taking in a deep breathe, the blushing teen responded as quickly as possible, hoping the blond doesn't catch any of his words. "Becausenooneeversaidthattomebeforeandnowimsuperflusteredandmyheartsbeatingthequickestitseverbeatenandidontknowhowtofeelorthink-"

"Hold your fucking horses ya freak. Don't you know how to speak properly?!" The prince lectured the young boy before he huffed annoyedly. Upon looking sideways to meet the embarrassed look stapled on Midoriya's face, he softened his expression slightly as he proceeded to walk up the stairs swiftly, his steps fluid and smooth showing familiarity to his living area.

The eager eyes of the greenette darted everywhere endlessly, determined to soak in all glorified paintings and decorations of the place meanwhile the prince didn't even bat an eyelid to such glamour.

After a couple of long winded corridors, an enormous set of double doors similar to the one of the main hall stood before them as Bakugou kicked it open with an explosive force. There stood in front of Midoriya was the grandest bedroom he has ever laid eyes on. Silk sheets draped the king sized bed elegantly with carpets so luscious, it was irresistible to not run your hands through ever fur. However the touch of messiness no doubt confirmed that it was the spoilt prince's room. Scattered almost everywhere laid random articles of clothing as well various types of mud coated boots dirtying the beautiful carpet. Midoriya's heart sank at the sight of such glamour being ruined by his scruffy habits. He made a mental note to tidy his room in the future - especially since now his status is one as the prince's servant.

The blond strutted towards chair in which he lazily threw his crimson cape upon it before falling onto his bed with his arms held out besides him. He was sprawled across the sheets like a starfish.

Midoriya stood uncomfortably still, witnessing the display of the prince's carefree manner in contrast to his nervous state.

"C'mere." He shouted across his room in a slurred tone indicating the trembling servant to take timid steps forward until he stopped right in front of the bed, unsure of whether to proceed.

The prince's eyebrows knitted together in agitation as he circled his hands around the greenette's wrists and pulled him onto the bed. "I meant here." The spoilt blond mumbled as he placed his hand behind Midoriya's head enabling him to twirl his green locks between his fingers.

The two locked gazes with one another, as the blond endlessly licked his lips subtly whilst Midoriya's blush increased all the more. Until after a moment of silence the blond shut his eyes closed as he held the young boy in a tight cuddle.

The curtains were drawn shut allowing no light to enter through, casting a warm orange glow unto the room from the receding sunset.

Midoriya's eyes darted frantically left to right unsure of what situation he somehow gotten himself tangled in. As he was about to tap the prince's arm lightly until a soft snore could be heard from the blond.

Sighing in defeat, the greenette decided to leave the sleeping boy be - who knows what rage awaits him if he woke him from his slumber. Chuckling lightly at the his messy array of his hair, the emerald eyed boy snuggled closer against the blond's chest, for the first time in a while from inside and out - he felt warm.