I own nothing but Adaliah. Feel free to read this as an X reader! I personally just prefer writing about an oc for simplicity and continuity. Thanks for understanding! Again though, feel free to read this as an X reader!
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𝙘𝙤𝙯·𝙚𝙣
𝙫𝙚𝙧𝙗
𝙩𝙧𝙞𝙘𝙠 𝙤𝙧 𝙙𝙚𝙘𝙚𝙞𝙫𝙚.
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When school resumed, Class 1-A was in shambles.
To put it nicely.
Things were thrown, alphas were snapping, teachers were crying and all for what? A missing omega?
Katsuki found himself smirking to himself as he watched Deku and glasses pass passive aggressive insults each others way, like the other knew where the omega was. But why would they know? She wasn't theirs. She was his. And he knew where she was rightfully so.
She wouldn't be back in class until Heroics started after lunch, since she was in downtown Kamino getting her cast off by a specialist. She and him texted each other last night, the omega explaining that the doctor was meant to give her back motoric movement with accelerated healing; that way she could preform in the sports festival. He growled when he read she was still aching to be in that damned festival, but carried on like he didn't want to rip out his sinuses with a rusted fork at the thought of her getting hurt.
His smirk dropped. Was he really getting soft and for what? This girl he found at a park years ago? He supposed he was. He stuck by her for so long, and she returned the favor. Hell, he would challenge that any one of these fuckers knew her favorite color (It was ruby red), or her favorite movie (An American movie called Divergent because he was apparently like Four? Whoever that was.) or even her favorite cereal (Cookie Crisps)! He knew all of that and more.
He knew she didn't like being touched, he knew she hated early mornings for no reason other than thats when her handler would train her, he knew she loved climbing trees as it gave a chance to escape and all they knew was her name and appearance. Nothing more. So yes, maybe he was soft. But he had reason to be. He knew things about her that Kai didn't even know. He would always know Adaliah. Not Chisaki or Liah. Adaliah as a whole.
The lunch bell rang while he was in thought, signaling the end of lunch. He stood with quick movements, power-walking out of the lunch hall (Disposing of his tray and garbage on the way out) before making his way to the 1-A classroom, already softening his smirk when he slammed open the door. A chirp was heard out of surprise, but the vanilla scent lacing the room didn't change.
"'Bout fucking time, 'mega." Katsuki chuckled, dropping his bag by his desk before walking to hers. She sat beside fucking Deku of all people, but she was only a step behind him, meaning he couldn't really complain. He was close enough to her to get to her if things should go haywire.
