"I refuse to be some Alpha's toy."
"I'm stronger, more capable."
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It all started with an arranged mating.
Izuku Midoriya, an Omega of strength and power refuses to let society define who he is, not letting anyone have the pleasure of ca...
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The familiar feeling of being uncomfortable took over my body about ten seconds ago. As usual, it had both me and Izuku rooting around in the bed, faces scrunching up and brows furrowing until we got up to realise what was causing our discomfort. "Chi-Chan's up," Izuku said groggily, unwrapping himself from around me and dragging himself out of the bed to walk to the door. I was about to follow him as I too got up but the Omega quickly came back and pressed his hand to my chest, pushing me down on the bed so that I was laying back again.
"It's fine, Shoto. I'll deal with him," A small smile sat on his face that was easy to see because the moon was shining brightly through the window. I was ready to protest, telling him that I would come with him but Izuku was already through the door, a soft click sounding after. With a sigh, I closed my eyes and went back to sleep, letting my Omega tend to our baby.
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Whether it was that familiar feeling that was overtaking my body whenever Ichiro was in distress or the shooting pain that had me holding onto my head with a groan, I was already sitting up on the bed, eyes unblinking as my mind tried to grasp any part of a situation that I was unaware of.
It was still dark out, probably around three in the morning but the moon was shining as brightly as ever. I shook my head with a sigh, averting my eyes to the other side of the bed but noticed that Izuku wasn't there. I assumed that he was still with Ichiro, asleep in the baby's room since he tended to do that whenever the baby refused to let any one of us go.
That didn't explain why I still had that feeling that Ichiro was unhappy. The pain in my head or the pain that I was feeling in my side wasn't explaining it either and for that very reason, I was getting up from out of the bed, trudging across the room to walk the short distance to Ichiro's room.
