BNHA | Oɴᴇsʜᴏᴛs

Aizawa Shota x Reader

Warnings: Omegaverse, Non-soulmate universe, PWP, Established Relationship

For: Thankhermes on AO3

[Y/N] sat in a wide leather chair, patiently waiting for the nurse to bring her results. Her personal omegologist, a beta, was quietly tapping something on her very expensive desktop computer. The girl crossed her legs and glanced at time on her phone. It's been fifteen minutes and she wondered how long it took to bring the results from one floor to the other.

Just as she was about to ask, a knock on the door stopped her. "Come in." the Doctor looked up. Very young, pleasant looking assistant popped in and out, leaving a folder on the table. Not in the slightest rushed, she opened the folder and scanned the results.

"Ms. [Y/L/N]." she spoke slowly, looking over the angular glasses.

[Y/N] straightened up.

"Your results are perfectly fine. Everything is within the norm. I dare say, you are a very healthy omega." A small smile crossed her thin lips.

"Are you sure?" [Y/N] furrowed her eyebrows.

"I've been doing this for twenty-four years. I am sure."

[Y/N] rubbed the back of her neck in confusing and rising annoyance. "Then why do I keep having this horrible pain before and after and sometimes during heat. That's abnormal!"

The beta placed her arms on the table and interlocked her fingers. A condescending smile played on her lips.

"Ms. [Y/L/N], this is a common physiological reaction in single omegas of a certain age, who have been passing their heat with the help of blockers and or equivalent medications. This is a common side effect."

"I have a partner." [Y/N] replied somewhat defensively.

The beta's smile widened. "Perhaps your partner can be more attentive during your time of need, otherwise," she pushed her glasses higher. "There are certain places that specialize in..." she paused. "Assistance during heat."

[Y/N]'s eyes widened in shock. "Are you telling me to use...alpha escort?" she asked slowly.

"You have paraphrased it, but simply saying, yes." The beta took out a card and handed it to [Y/N] who was still shocked and accepted the thin plastic without thinking. "Ms. [Y/L/N], I want you to understand that if you continue abusing the medication, your heat will eventually become weaker, and one day in the nearest future will disappear."

A bitter taste filled [Y/N]'s mouth. Hurriedly, she rose to her feet, grabbed her purse and after thanking the doctor, rushed out of her office.

As soon as she stepped out of the building, she took a deep breath of trying to calm her thoughts.

What the hell did that woman mean by omegas of certain age? "I'm only twenty-nine!" she yelled out loud, making a couple of heads turn.

It was obvious that the doctor didn't believe she had a partner. Which was fair enough. Most of her friends didn't either. The only reason her family believed her was because one day they showed up uninvited to her place. Until then they all thought that her alpha was imaginary.

"Aizawa, you bastard." She hissed through her gritted teeth. Always too busy with students, too busy with school, too busy with exams, too busy dying in the hospital on regular basis, too busy fighting villains, always too busy for her! Now that it finally got peaceful, his students were about to graduate...why the hell was she still spending her heats alone?

"That son of a..." her hands clenched. It was then that she realized that she was still holding the card the beta doctor gave her. She looked at the name. Alphamega. And a phone number. Nothing else. [Y/N] winced internally. A wave of pain made her grit her teeth harder and lean forward a little. The heat was coming early this time, she could feel it.