Chapter 3

‘Why did I have to be an omega? Why couldn’t I just be a beta like my mom and dad?’ Midoriya wonders as he gets back in bed and covers himself from head to toe. ‘I don’t want this; I know what happens to unmated omegas. It never ends well. Besides who would want a worthless mate like me?’ He wonders as he gets out of bed and head to the bathroom. ‘Luckily I haven’t gone into heat yet, so I am safe for the time being and the medicine that Shoto is getting will keep it under wraps, but still. I do want a mate someday, someone who will treat me right and not like I’m worthless.’He opens the bathroom cabinet and finds a bottle of sleeping pills. As he stares at the label, he shakes the bottle and realises that it’s still almost full. Looking from the bottle to the person in the mirror a dark thought start to run through his head. ‘Maybe...yeah, maybe I should end this before it begins. I don’t want to live alone; neither do I want to be ravaged by Alfas.’  He thinks as he keeps staring at the bottle. The person in the mirror is someone he doesn’t recognize anymore. The bruises are still healing and the greenish colour is really sick to look at and if he can’t even look at himself, how can anyone else look at him.

Shoto walks down the street wondering why fate had to be so cruel. ‘Why couldn’t he be a beta like me? Why does fate not favour me over someone else? I’m the one who has been by his side for such a long time?’ He asks over and over, but knows that he will never get the answer he wants.

As he walks down the street Bakugo shoves his hands in his pockets and kicks the rocks in his way. “Of all the idiots in the fucking world, that piece of shit turns out to be an omega. Karma really is the cruellest fucking bitch out there.” He says aloud as Shoto’s words run through his mind again. ‘He’ll find a mate and you’ll never touch him, ever again.’ Like fucking hell. “No one touches that piece of shit except me.” He says aloud and as he turns the corner, he sees the guys he usually hangs out with. “What the fuck? Don’t stand around doing nothing assholes.” He says angrier than usual and they look at him, heads tilted to the side. “Yeah if no one has figured it out yet, now they can all clearly see you’re dogs.” He grumbles and they straighten up immediately. “What’s gotten you so pissed off?” The one with the red tail asks. “That would be none of your fucking business.” He answers irritated and leans against the wall, closing his eyes. “What the fuck am I going to do?” He asks and they stare at him. ‘To think all these assholes are Alfas, you can’t just go and tell everyone about an omega, especially not as one as weak as that prick.’ He thinks and just shakes his head.Midoriya is making his way back to bed slowly, dragging his feet, when suddenly he sees white spots and passes out on the floor. In typical Midoriya fashion, he has landed on his face and blood is seeping from his nose.

Unfortunately for poor Midoriya, the scent has reached Shoto and Bakugo and also the pack of idiots that hang around Bakugo. ‘What the hell? That smell is blood and not just any blood. It’s that loser’s blood.’ Bakugo thinks as he stares at the others, unfortunately you can also smell that the blood belongs to an omega.

“You guys smell that?” The one with the grey tail asks and the others nod their heads.

“Come on, let’s go check it out. Maybe it’s one we can play with.” They say and start to head in the way of Midoriya’s house. ‘This is bad. This is a royal fuck up off fuck ups. If they find out about Midoriya, one of them will do something to him. Omegas are in general weak and too fucking nice for their own good, in that idiots case, it’s worst than normal.’

“Just leave it. I don’t feel like wasting my time on a fucking worthless omega.” Bakugo says and they all look at him sceptically. “Why not? Messing with weaklings is what we do?” They say and he growls, his tail whipping back and forth. “I’m not in the mood to play with a weakling.” He says coldly and they all just tsk.

“Not our problem. We’re going; you can stay here if you want.” They answer and start to walk.

'This is going to turn into a shit storm sooner than expected.’ He thinks and closes his eyes again.

‘Do I really want someone else touching him? Why does that thought irritate me?’ He thinks and just stands there dumbfounded.

The moment the blood reaches Shoto’s nose, he knows that it’s Midoriya. He’s only two houses away and can already see a bunch of guys walking down the street.

‘Why do they look so familiar?’ He wonders as he enters Izuku’s house and locks the door behind him. As he runs upstairs, he finds Midoriya passed out on the floor in his bedroom, blood seeping from his nose.

“Oh god, did you really have to go and fall on your face. Everybody can smell the blood.” He scolds as he walks over and turns him around. The sight that meets him though leaves him cold.

“Fuck Midoriya, what the hell did you do?” He asks aloud as he looks at the pale, none breathing boy.

He grabs his cell phone and calls the hospital immediately, explaining what he is seeing and panicking about what to do.

“Sir, do you know how to administer CPR?” The lady on the phone asks and Shoto shoves the phone against his ear and shoulder.

“Of course I do. I’m not an idiot.” He says angrily.

“You need to start it immediately and keep going till the paramedics get there. Remember to not do the chest compressions to hard, you might break a rib.” She says and Shoto nods, even though he knows she can’t see him.

He removes the phone and start the CPR. Counting and then administering mouth to mouth. He always wanted to kiss Midoriya, he always thought of how his lips would feel, but never did he ever imagine of doing it this way. After what feels like forever, the door is broken down and the paramedics enter.

“We need you to move.” They say brusquely and Shoto scoots backwards, his eyes never leaving Midoriya and he doesn’t stop praying.

“What happened?” The paramedic asks and Shoto shakes his head.

“I don’t know. I...I went to the pharmacy to get his medication and when I came back I smelled the blood and I found him like this.” Shoto rambles and the paramedic nods.

“The fall broke his nose, but these bruises are old, how did he get them?” They question and Shoto blinks and feel tears down his cheek.

“We need an answer please. How did these bruises happen?” He asks as the other paramedic administers another round of shocks to the already fragile body.

“He got bullied a week ago, but he refused to go the hospital. We thought it was just bruises.” Shoto says as tears keep falling.

“It could be that he received a concussion and it can also be that his nose was damaged from the beating and that’s why it started to bleed when he made contact with the floor.

"We’ll check it out. We need you to find something that he could’ve taking for pain or anything like that.” The paramedic says and Shoto nods, heading to the bathroom where he keeps the pain medication, but the bottle he finds is not what he wants it to be. He rushes back to the paramedic and shows him the two empty bottles.

“He took both these?” The paramedic asks and Shoto nods.

“The sedatives were still full and the bottle of pain pills had maybe four out of it. It’s also not the one’s I bought, so they had to be here.” Shoto says, his body starting to shake.

“Could he have contemplated suicide?” The paramedic asks and Shoto shakes his head.

“He wouldn’t do that?” He says determined and the other paramedic finally finds a pulse.

“We need to get him to the hospital immediately.” He says to his co-worker and they rush Midoriya onto a stretcher and into the ambulance.As Shoto stands at the top of the stairs, he goes downstairs in a daze and can only stare as the ambulance drives off. He turns and sees a bunch of Bakugo’s friends standing there snickering.

“What the fuck do you want? There’s nothing for you here, just leave.” He says angrily as he bares his teeth and growls.

“What happened? Your boyfriend up and died?” They ask snickering and before he can stop himself he lashes out at the one nearest to him.

As his fist connects a fourth time, he feels a pair of arms lock around his.

“Stop Shoto, you won’t win this.” He hears a familiar voice. As he turns his eyes go wide.

“Why the fuck are you here Bakugo? Take them and leave.” He says angrily, tears still streaming down his face.

“You all need to leave now. I need to have a chat with this idiot and get yourselves cleaned up. Getting beaten by a Beta is so embarrassing.” Bakugo says and the others leave. He bends down and pick up the bottles Shoto dropped when he lashed out.

“What the fuck is going on here? I smelled blood and ten minutes later a fucking ambulance showed up and what the hell is this shit in my hand.” He asks annoyed and Shoto goes from angry, to way passed pissed off in seconds.

Before Bakugo knows what happening, Shoto’s fist connects with his jaw.

“This is all your fault you piece of fucking shit. You did this to him. You made him, it was you.” He yells and Bakugo stares at him coldly and then slaps him straight across the cheek.

“Calm the fuck down. What the fuck is going on?” He yells and Shoto sinks to his knees with his head in his hands and over his ears.

“He swallowed it. That freaking idiot swallowed it all.” He finally gets out between sobs.

As his words sink in, Bakugo’s eyes go wide and he picks Shoto up by his collar, grabs his ear and yanks.

“What the fuck do you mean he swallowed it all?” He growls and Shoto whines.

“Let go of my ear, you dick.” He snaps and slaps his hand away.

“Midoriya swallowed those pills, when I found him, he wasn’t...he wasn’t...breathing.” He finally gets out between all the sobs.

Bakugo’s hands go limp against his sides and he can only stare at Shoto.

‘Why would he do that? Why would he be so fucking selfish, that piece of shit.’ He thinks to himself and Shoto can only stare at him.

“If he dies because of this, I’ll blame you for the rest of your life and I’ll make sure it’s a miserable life. Do you understand me?” He asks coldly and all Bakugo can do is nod.