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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The soft pittering of rain against the window was a gentle lullaby. One that would lure most to a soft slumber, much like the omega was in. Her breathing was soft and even, making her shoulders and chest raise and lower with her every breath, her facial features at ease. She looked soft and vulnerable from her spot in her nest-- a mound of blankets, sweaters and whatever else proving soft enough for her to sleep in.
He had been in there once or twice, the omega purring in his arms as they watched whatever show they decided to binge that day.
His chest felt cold at the thought, his alpha reminding him she was over there and he was over here. He couldn't sleep, knowing the minute he went home there was a punishment waiting for him, his mother's cruel and vindictive words leaving more than physical scars on him.
He couldn't help but watch over the omega the way she had done so countless times before. During the sports festival, on nights where he was kicked into the streets, even on days where she could barely care for herself she cared for him. He wanted--needed-- to return the feeling but he never knew how.
Kai teased him constantly about how 'emotionally constipated' he was, and truth be told, he never got what it meant until now. He never understood that it meant he had troubles showing his gratitude and his affection. He never understood that it meant that others would understand his own emotions far quicker than he himself would. It pissed him off beyond all belief at the fact, but factoring in the only person who really knew him never meant harm-- even when he was being a grade-A dick-- he felt a little more at ease.
She granted the two boys the bed while she took refuge in her nest, and Katsuki felt a hint of hurt and reluctance at the thought of her being across the room in a dark corner for the night. While he grumbled about it, she waved him off.
He remembers her handing both icy-hot and himself pairs of Kai's clothing before turning tail and leaving the room so they could change. While he vetoed t-shirt in favor of going shirtless, he still felt sweaty and gross. He felt a pine of guilty heat wash over him the more he watched the omega.
He never really got to see her at ease. When he slept over, and she was in bed with him, he fell asleep quickly and stayed asleep with her in his arms. Looking over, he wished he could see more. One of her wings was laid under her, as another was draped lazily over her hip (Since she slept on her side) and an older looking blanket clung desperately to the dip of her waist, nearly being covered by the angel wings. Her breathing was so soft, Katsuki wasn't even sure she was breathing half the time.
