Bakugou
Damnit! He was fucking gone. When I woke the next morning and saw the empty bed, I assumed he would downstairs. He'd promised he wasn't going to run again. But after a thorough search of the house, I couldn't find him. I pinched the bridge of my nose and squeezed my eyes shut. Things had been going just fine and now this. If he had just quit like I'd asked him to this wouldn't have been an issue. I knew how much working at the precinct meant to him, but I couldn't allow him to be hurt. It went against all my instincts.
When I'd found out he'd been hurt, I'd been flooded with panic. I'd sped home only to pace, working myself into a frenzy, until he got there. When he'd come waltzing in like he didn't have a care, I'd lost it. His arm was bandaged and his eye had swelled shut. And he still defended his right to work. I liked his fire, but I couldn't let him continue working under the circumstances. He was my mate and he was pregnant. What did he expect of me? I couldn't control my overwhelming urge to protect him.
I pulled out my phone and dialed his number. It rang once before going to voicemail. Was he fucking serious? He'd hung up on me? I called again only for the same thing to happen. Shit! I opened up my text messages and typed out a quick text.
B: Where the fuck are you?
M: I just need some space.
B: Come back home so we can talk about this.
M:Stop being so controlling.
B: The fuck do you mean controlling? Where are you so I can come get you?
B: Midoriya?
The last two messages stayed on unread. So either, he was ignoring me, or he'd turned off his phone. I wanted to throw my phone across the room as anger rushed through me, but I ran a hand through my hair and called Kirishima instead. He always knew how to calm me down and was great at giving me perspective. He picked up after the second ring.
"What's up Bakubro?"
"Fuck, Kiri. I messed up."
"Shit! Are you in jail? Need me to bail you out?"
"I'm on my cell phone, shit for brains. Obviously I'm not in jail."
He let out a chuckle, which made me roll my eyes. Sometimes he didn't think before he spoke, but Kiri was always good for a laugh. I could already feel myself getting calmer. There was a reason we'd stayed friends for so long. He'd never judged me, and always had my back no matter what.
"Oh, LOL. Right! I didn't think of that. So what's up then?"
"Kiri, no ones says LOL. Come over. I'll make breakfast."
"Whatever bro. I'm someone and I say LOL. And I was supposed to be hanging out with Mina today. But if you need me, I guess I can cancel on her."
"Mina your girlfriend? It's fine, you can bring her too."
There was a pause on the other end, like he was contemplating what to do. I really wanted him to come over. I didn't have any other friends and I needed to talk to someone about Deku. I knew what I'd done had hurt him, but it's not like I could take it back. I just wanted him to be safe, and there was nothing wrong with that.
"Ok. I'll call her. See you in an hour."
I hung up the phone and tossed it onto my kitchen counter before hurrying upstairs for a quick shower. Deku not being here was like a constant ache in my chest. I missed him, as much as I hated admitting that. He'd wormed his way into my mind and my thoughts were often consumed with him. I hoped that he was ok and that he would come around to my way of thinking sooner or later. Fuck! I was a mess. This was why I'd stayed away from omegas. I ran my hand through my hair with a sigh before hurrying downstairs to make breakfast.
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An Omega's Alpha
FanfictionIzuku Midoriya is an Omega who has refused to bond with any Alphas. No one can compare to the Alpha he met in Highschool. Years later, he's made a name for himself as a star detective. When the chief of police asks for his help breaking apart a huma...