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Nesting

Izuku Midoriya

(Angst)

I couldn't get enough; my mate was showing me attention and after four years of being in constant pain, Katsuki was making every bad thing go away. Even if this was temporary, I was determined to let nature take its course this time around. For once.

I was off the heat suppressants for pretty much the first time since I began having heats and Katsuki was taking care of me while I was unable to do it myself. His Alpha instincts were kicking in; I loved it.

When I had woken from my nap, my heat was back, and as much as I loved the attention my Alpha was giving me, I hated the fact that somewhere deep within my chest would burn every time he rejected my pleas for his knot. Every time he would ignore my cries and then steer my attention away with his hands. He took his time - much to my surprise - and explored my body. Fingers teasing my hips, thighs, neck, and stomach, Katsuki never left me in pain and made sure I was sated, fed, hydrated, and clean.

It was something I never thought I would have as an omega. I didn't think of things like heat cycles and mates until I found my mate. So I never cared to wonder how my Alpha would treat me. When I found Katsuki, I knew that things would never be as simple as I wanted them to be.

I had woken my mate up once or twice throughout the night, my body cycling through rough waves of desire while Katsuki slept soundly in the same bed. I wish we could have slept next to each other before now. It made this almost seem mundane now.

There had been no special moments between us that would lead up to this. No late night dates or around-the-block drives, only to come back where I would sneak into his bed, or he would ask me to spend the night with him. There were no dates in general, I hadn't gotten around to asking him that. We didn't get casual kisses and courting.

No - I was thrown into a bed with my Alpha because of my heat. Not because he loved me or even liked me in this way.

There was nothing else. No feelings attaching us other than my one-sided devotion to him that was slowly crumbling.

I was going to leave and make things right for once. I was tired of hurting. I didn't want Katsuki to look at me with disdain and confusion anymore. It was clear from the start that he didn't want me, and nothing I could do would ever bring him to me. I knew what was happening, and though my heat made it difficult, I tried to remember that this was only the heat that was making Katsuki treat me kindly. He had laid his claim on me in front of my friends and Denki. He told them that I was his mate. His mate. It had made me happy, ecstatic even, but it was just the heat.

Katsuki was down in the kitchen making us breakfast. It had been a full 24 hours since I had gone into heat. I had only been able to munch on a few crackers while drinking some juice and water before I would feel sick to my stomach. I was used to feeling sick during my heats, only this time it wasn't because I hated being in heat. I used to make myself sick with negative thoughts and pain. Now, my body was fighting to be on a normal cycle, and everything inside of me was cramping, churning, and shifting around in preparation for pregnancy.