Different Now - Omegaverse Bakudeku

confrontation

      A/n: IM SO SORRY IVE BEEN GONE FOR SO LONG!! I kind of fell out of love with My Hero and so I couldn't really find the motivation to continue writing but I have recently started rewatching the show and I just really really love it, even more this time than the last. I also have been wanting to write and start working one my writing skills more and what better way to do that than to write a story about something I love. I've also sorta lost interest in omegaverse but for the sake of the story's continuity ill keep it included but maybe not referenced as heavily as I thought it would be. so if that's a deal breaker for you I'm so sorry.  Also I will not be promising you a schedule because that's not fair of me if I wont be able to commit to it.  (also the song above is a song i think bakugou would listen to while working out ;) )

  Thank you so much

    -Cam 

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   Midoriya was quick to take a shower, scrubbing every bad feeling away with soap and hot water leaving nothing but red marks on his skin. As he stood in front of his mirror he couldn't help but examine his face. He looked stressed. Dark circles wedged themselves beneath his eyes and his freckles stood out especially well against his paler-than-normal complexion.  Izuku huffed, disappointed with his looks but too tired to really do anything about it. The omega opened the cabinet behind the mirror and grabbed the almost empty foil pill packet from off of one of the shelves. Izuku groaned realizing he would have to stop and get a refill one his way out too.

       With that, Midoriya popped the last circle-shaped pill into his mouth. He filled the cup he had made with his hands with water from the sink and swallowed his suppressant along with it.  Izuku had never been all for his suppressants they made him feel sluggish and cut off from his emotions but for the situation he was about to be in, being detached would be his best bet.

                                                                                           -Katsuki-

       Watching them was hell.  If it wasn't for the handful of his own suppressants Bakugou was forced to take, he was sure he would have already stormed back into that classroom and taken what, for lack of better words, was his. A guilty feeling leapt into the alpha's throat. He did not have the right to want him anymore. He was the one who pushed the omega away, he was the one who wanted it...right?  

        Katsuki walked to his dorm alone, which was out of the ordinary seeing that he almost always had an entourage even if it was just Kirishima sometimes. This afternoon the Bakugou snapped particularly hard at the red haired beta and the rock-hard hero in training thought is best to give his friend some space to breathe.  And that's exactly what the blonde did. His arms trembled with an ache what was soothingly familiar. His ears filled with a random song from a pitiful playlist named 'work outs'.  His lungs emptied and filled with a tightness that put him on cloud 9. Most would think that struggling to breath would be a fear for most people but for the fiery male, it was his favorite way of punishing himself.  The male stood from his bench. his forehead glinting with traces of sweat and his hands clutching the towel around his neck. The gym had always been a place where he could blow off steam. 

       Bakugou's legs carried him off to the locker room and into a cold shower. At first he tensed under the frigid water but as the seconds passed he relaxed more and more until he was slumped against the cream colored tiles of the shower's walls. He had no where else to run from this feeling that had followed him since grade school. The alpha ran a rough hand through his hair. His hand, which always seemed to be warm, was a pleasant feeling against his scalp compared to the slight tingle of the cold water everywhere else. In the solitude of the boys locker room, Katsuki cried. What started as a few stray tears that could not be defined from the stream of water surrounding him, quickly turned to chocked sobbing, this was the type of struggled breathing even Bakugou himself could not enjoy. He gasped for air as silently as he could, his sore hands falling to the support bars on either sides of the shower before one of them slapped to his mouth. Eventually the metal bar underneath his hand became useless and he slowly collapsed on the floor of the the tiled space.

      A few moments passed before heard the faint murmuring of people and had to collect himself. His ever-warm hands frantically wiped at his face. he growled at himself knowing his eyes would be puffy. He decided in that moment that he didn't want to feel this way anymore. He decided that he needed his omega and he was going to do everything for it.