Challenging the Alpha

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Bakugo was laying back onto the bed. His hands were placed behind his head as he stared at the ceiling. This was something he found himself doing often, since he spend most of his days in the room.

The ash-blonde stared towards the door as he did grow rather anxious. It's been a good while since the greenette had left. He leaned up from his position as he scooted off the bed. "Where is that nerd?" A soft voice came from behind the door as it slowly opened. "Prince Katsuki?"

A white hair female with some red streaks and glasses came through the door. Along side her was Midoriya holding a newly design prince attire. "S-sorry for taking so long Kacchan. She was showing me around." Bakugo stared at the greenette before locking eyes towards the female beta. Fuyumi smiled giving a gentle wave. "Its been a while Katsuki. We've come to drop off your dining outfit. Prince Shotos knight, Eijiro will be escorting you." Bakugo scoffed crossing his arms. "Don't espect me to talk to that icyhot bastard."

Fuyumi frowned a bit at the insult towards her younger bother. "..At least try.. I know you've had it out to get him sense the start Katsuki.. but things are changing. Maybe its about time for a new sta-"

"QUIET. I don't wanna hear another word about him." The ash blonde growled glaring at her.

"Kacchan-...just get dressed okay? The faster you get it done the faster you wont have to see him!" Midoriya did his best to encourage the idea, even though he did agree with Fuyumi. He had bump into her on the way back and in the process they held a conversation about the ice-hot prince.

A low grumble came from the omega as he snatched the outfit. "Get the hell out of here." He growled out. Midoriya sighed facing Fuyumi. She only nodded and left the room with the greenette behind her.

Bakugo sighed in frustration staring at the clothes. He despised it. The boy was never the one to really wear fancy things. Even thought it was the appropriate attire he would fight with his mom and usually ended up exploding it to shreds with his quirk.

It had a few pieces for the top. He stared as he started to get dress into it, it was short lived before he decided to tear off the white cloth that dangled to the side. Instead he went over to the closet to pull out his cloak he'd worn during the battle. It wasn't to badly damage so he swung it on smirking. "Better."

He took a seat on his bed, his focus was just on the door. He wanted to know the time but since there wasn't a window or a considerable clock in the room, it was pointless trying to guess. His hands clasp together as he leaned his forearms onto his thighs, a sigh escape his lips as his brows furrowed.

More time wasted here the closer the kingdom will push for the marriage. Which means the less time Bakugo would have to find an escape. He couldn't bare the thought of being claimed. Especially by him. He wouldn't allow it.

Yet there wasn't much he could do currently if they wouldn't let him roam the kingdom. Not like he's given enough trust with his burst of outrages at every conversation about the damn courting.

Its not like Bakugo hasn't thought about it. He has to an extent once he became king. In all honesty he wanted to find someone that he could consider equal, his mom had suggested many to him but each one he'd decline. Even Deku was an option and the idea pissed him off.

In short he was just rather picky. With reasoning since nobody knew he was an omega besides his parents and those his family thought should know. But even now the idea of having a mate nagged the omega part of him to no end. He hated that part.

The ash-blonde would do everything in his power to avoid his omega. Even neglecting its needs towards comfort and being cared for. To him, it seemed he was weak. The only weak thing he found about himself was the omega instinct. But due to pushing it aside for so long his temper only worsen, nothing really could calm him down because he wouldn't allow for that part to take over.