Green Doesn't Suit You

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Izuku Midoriya

Izuku Midoriya

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"So Izuku..." Mitsuki awkwardly pushed her food around on her dinner plate. "What do you do for work?" She has been the only one trying to make conversation with me, and although it was never natural conversations, she did try and be polite around me. Her husband, on the other hand, wasn't so nice and never once tried to speak to me.

It was slightly weird considering Masaru used to be really kind to me. I guess it makes sense considering what I did to his son. Grimacing, I tried to rid myself of those thoughts and reply to Katsuki's mother.

"I am a writer and editor for a publishing company," I replied, chancing a glance at Katsuki, who had been mindlessly picking at his food. Actually, he had been avoiding the conversation as much as possible. I had been here three days and each night, we all sat and had dinner together like an awkward family.

"That's lovely, does it pay well?" She asked, instantly putting me on edge. It was no secret that my line of work didn't make the best money. Would she judge me for that? I was older than Katsuki. But considering our dynamics, shouldn't he be the one to provide for me? Why did I feel like I should be the one looking after him still? I shook my head subtly, needing to clear the clutter that rattled inside my brain. Katsuki and I were not together. No one was taking care of, or providing for, anyone.

"It's decent, enough to support myself." I wanted to stick my fork in my eye
Instead, I just shoved the cutlery it in my mouth and chewed my food. Mitsuki hummed and went back to eating.

After dinner, I offered to help with dishes, like every night, and like every night I am turned down and told to go relax or whatnot. I have been seriously trying to warm up to his friends and parents, and no one seemed to really like me being here. The one guy that Katsuki hangs out with the most is Kirishima, and he has been quite friendly to me.

The two Omegas of the group never really spoke to me. It was odd considering most Omegas felt comfortable around other Omegas. Why was I any different?

Sliding onto the sofa, I sighed and tucked my legs under myself to keep warm. It was quite chilly inside and although I have been feeling better and eating more, I haven't put on much weight. The cold still bothered me more than it should have. Distracting myself, I pulled out my cell and googled date ideas. I wanted to ask Katsuki out on a date. I mean, he agreed to let me court him for a month, saying he wouldn't push me out of his life, but would he agree to a date with me?

It was weird enough that the Omega of our pairing was asking the Alpha out, but I was older and the one doing the chasing. It just felt unnatural and had me extra nervous.

I have looked at restaurants, movies, clubs, bowling, arcades, and more. Nothing really seemed like things the Alpha would enjoy doing. The fact was, I didn't know much about him. I needed to spend more time around him just talking. Maybe he would open up about something and give me a clue.

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