Not Yet

Night out

"Hey Izuku, Ichiko," Ichiho called out through the crowd, "Sorry we got broken up."

Ichiko put her face in her hands, "I can't believe you convinced us to come," she peeked at Ichiho as she put her hands down to fiddle with her white lace jumper.

"Well it was less convincing and more lying and kidnapping," I mumbled through my pained smile. I took up Ko's example and fiddled with the zipper of my bomber jacket.

Ichiho grabbed and pulled us close to her leather covered (nonexistent- a note from Ko) chest, "Come on guys its a party on a beach-"

"That we weren't invited to-"

Ichiho put a hand over Ko's mouth, "With a bunch of teens that aren't our cousins. So lets either find where they put the booze or find someone to passionately hug."

Ko gasped, "ICHIHO YOU CAN'T," he coughed an lowered her voice darting her eyes to see if anyone heard, "Ichiho you can't say that."

"Well the ho in Ichiho doesn't stand for home organization. And even if you're a tightass," Ko opened her mouth, "And don't even think about gasping again princess. Izuku might wanna get some."

I put my hands over my face, "No. No no no no no no no no no. No," I looked up, "I mean maybe," I shook my head, "I mean absolutely not. I'm going to go find something to eat." I walked away quickly to avoid Ko latching onto my arm like she's doing with Ichiho.

I weaved through the crowd until I found a table with Capri suns and bagged chips thrown haphazardly across it, almost like a future soccer mom had prepared it. I picked up a bag of spicy Cheetos and almost fell over when I ran right into a chest smelling of cheap cigarettes and old gym socks.

"Hey baby wanna eat those Cheetos off my dick?"

"What?" I was baffled, one minute I was appreciating the presence of my favorite flavor of Capri sun, the next I'm being looked down upon by this overcompensating alpha with dyed hair looking like cheap American Raman. 

"C'mon an omega like you in a place like this, with an ass in jeans like that, must want a good alpha. And that's just what I am."

"No-no thank you," I tried to sneak away I really don't want to hurt this douche, even though he is a...well a douche.

"C'mon omega I saw you hanging out by the fire. Ya like fire, well I'm a roaring flame," Oh so that was just how he naturally smelled.

"Uh no," I tried to lightly push him out of the way but he grabbed my arm.

"Hey where you goin'?" I was getting mad and about to say something when-

"Hey dude watch out," a punch knocked the 7-11 alpha out. I yelped as his body flopped onto the table beside me, breaking the table and covering him in cheese dust and sticky old juice.

"Sorry about him he's a bit uppity... and a jerk," the alpha pushed strands of hair out of his wintergreen eyes.

"Oh saving an omega must feel so good upon your immortal soul," oof why'd I say that, he was just trying to help me.

He smiled warmly, "You forgot one detail," he leaned close to my ear allowing his warm chocolate scent to enter my nostrils, "red heads don't have souls." He laughed and walked off with his hands in his pockets.

"H-hey," I called out, he glanced back, "Uh thanks."

He smiled even wider, "If I  ever need a knight in shining armor you owe me." I blushed and covered my cheeks as I watched him walk away. He was such a nice alpha.