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𝙖𝙚𝙨·𝙩𝙝𝙚𝙩𝙚

 𝙣𝙤𝙪𝙣 

𝙖 𝙥𝙚𝙧𝙨𝙤𝙣 𝙬𝙝𝙤 𝙝𝙖𝙨 𝙤𝙧 𝙖𝙛𝙛𝙚𝙘𝙩𝙨 𝙩𝙤 𝙝𝙖𝙫𝙚 𝙖 𝙨𝙥𝙚𝙘𝙞𝙖𝙡 𝙖𝙥𝙥𝙧𝙚𝙘𝙞𝙖𝙩𝙞𝙤𝙣 𝙤𝙛 𝙖𝙧𝙩 𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙗𝙚𝙖𝙪𝙩𝙮.

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"Oh holy-" 

Wincing away from the poor girl, Hitoshi watched Adaliah duck into her chosen bush, red already staining her lips. She was so sick and they had just begun. Sure, he had a migraine the size of Taiwan, but this was something different. This was physical illness beyond what any of them  could feel (For Aoyama and Uraraka, it was just nausea, but for his sweet kitten this was her body rejecting itself). 

"If I could take it away, I would."  He hummed, rubbing her back. Pretty pearly tears ran down her cheeks as she shakily grabbed for anything she could hold, the alpha offering his hand with no hesitation. When it seemed like she was done, he helped her stand. "Let's get some food in ya, hey kitten?" 

She groaned in response, following wherever he lead her. Which was fine by him.

"Hey, Kit-"

"Adaliah!" Looking over, Hitoshi swallowed a snarl as a certain half and half boy walked (Read; ran) over to where they were. He pushed the other alpha to the side, catching the omega quickly as she groaned. "What happened? Are you hurt? Do you need a medic? An ambulance? A hospital?" 

"Relax ice for brains, her drawback-" Hitoshi once again was pushed to the side as Todoroki sent him a glare worthy of death itself. 

He scooped her up quickly, carrying her bridal style the rest of the way with Hitoshi trailing not far behind.  Why would he leave Adaliah in the lone company of this...Daddy issue riddled candy cane?

"Sorry, just, give me a few seconds and I can help with supper-" 

"No need. You're ill. Relax and we can handle it." Shoto halted, cutting the train of thought of quickly. Why should she need to do any of the work when there were forty one other students? They could fucking handle it. 

"You fucking extras don't know what you're fucking talking about." Both were shoved to the side by rough hot hands, small explosions nearly blistering their skin. Katsuki kneeled in front of the omega, holding out a small drink-- It looked like some sort of milk, but hell if they knew (They would find out). 

"Here, shitty tits. Take five then you're on vegetable duty. You're the only one I can fucking trust with that." He paused, ruffling her hair before standing and walking off. 

Both alphas growled as they watched him leave.

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"Do you mind coming with me for a second?"

Looking up from her, admittedly small, portion of curry, Adaliah swallowed what she had before nodding and following Izuku, who held a plate of curry in his hands. "Where are we going?"

"Kota hasn't eaten, and I figured you have the best chance of getting through to him." Izuku spat out, patting himself on the back for his grand plan. He had her in his sights. She was so close once more. 

With Adaliah training to be an underground hero, they found him easily, walking up quietly before calling out to him.

"No way! How did you two find this place?!" Kota growled, facing the two. For such a small pup, he seemed so loud. 

"Easy there, Kujo. We bring a peace offering." Adaliah held out a hand in mock surrender, smiling softly. 

"Sorry, we followed your footsteps. Thought you would want some dinner before it got cold." Izuku dared to walk closer to the rabid boy, the white-ette staying close behind.

"Whatever. I'm fine. Get lost! I don't wanna hang out with you, so forget about my secret hideout." Kota growled, his eyes downcast. He could smell mint and vanilla, trying to ignore them desperately. 

"Spending your entire lives trying to make your quirk stronger. It's dumb! Get lost!"

Neither did anything of the sort, instead choosing to stand in their place, silent until Izuku broke it. "You parents, were they the water hose heroes?"

"Did Mandalay tell you?!"

"No, I heard a little, well, sorry. But I heard a little on what happened to them, and based on that information, I could guess. I remember reading about that horrible incident a few years ago." Izuku explained, watching as Kota visibly softened.

Adaliah crouched to his level, her smile and eyes showing she understood how he was feeling. "We aren't all bad, pup."

"Go away." Kota turned away from the teens. "Everyone here is so crazy. Calling each other stupid names, like hero or villain and then killing each other because of it. Always focusing on their quirks. If they hadn't been showing off, they'd still be here! Idiots. We're done here, go back to camp with the other losers."

Izuku spoke up again before Adaliah could. "This guy I knew, really well, he didn't inherit any quirks from his parents. It's a hereditary thing and it's really uncommon. He admired heroes so much and wanted to be one. Thing is though, you can't really become a hero without a quirk. But still, my friend refused to accept and hoped for a miracle. He tried telekinesis and to breath fire, but it was no good. He had to meet a girl to learn that you could have a quirk and still be looked down on, society refusing to let you be a hero. There are lots of different ways to think about how quirks work, but I think that if you reject them completely, it's going to make life harder in so many ways. "

"Will you just leave me alone already?! Go away!"

The two teens looked to each other, Izuku setting down the plate before gesturing for the girl to follow, which she did. 

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Sitting on their cabin's rooftops, Adaliah shivered as the night air blew past her, her wings folded around her in an attempt to shield her from the cold. She had forgotten her sweatshirt back in the dorm but she was too lazy to go back, which looking back, might've been a mistake.

The moon was bright and full above her, illuminating her features. It was way past midnight and she should've been in bed for hours by now, but she couldn't sleep. To many thoughts on her mind.

Adaliah allowed her head to fall into her arms, which rested on top of her legs-which were pulled up to her chest. Once again the cold night air making her shiver.

"Dumbass omega." A voice from behind her huffed, the boy sitting beside her.

"I don't know what your talking about, 'Suki." Adaliah snorted, turning her head to face the blond boy. He only shook his head before pulling something out from behind him, passing it to the girl.

Soft black fabric hit her in the face, the girl pulling it away before looking at it. It was the same sweatshirt she used to steal all the time when they were younger- the one with an orange 'X' crossing the over the chest. As she was turning it around though, she realized one big difference.

Two holes were now sewn into the back, elastics in between the layers of the sewn fabric.

Her furrowed brows must've shown her confusion before she voiced it, as Katsuki huffed before taking the sweatshirt once more, turning to face her. He helped put it on her, letting her shove her arms in as he made his way to her back. He gently reached through the holes in the sweater, stringing her wings through them before moving away.

Adaliah gave a few experimental flaps before smiling brightly, soon latching onto Katsuki with a bright smile on her face.

"Thank you, 'Suki."

He huffed before patting her back, nearly whining when she separated. Yet, her hands remained on his shoulders, one leaving to brush against his cheek.

"Their soft." He nodded with a hum, leaning ever so slightly into her hand. Both their childhoods were rough, so the quiet moments they had with each other were rare and far between, but deeply cherished.

Katsuki's ruby eyes narrowed for a moment before one of his hands went to hold the one on his cheek. "Do you remember when you first told me about your mother, and I told you I was going to marry you?"

She nodded with a quirked brow. "Vaguely."

"You know...That never changed, I'm still going to marry you." He smirked, pulling her hand down to hold in both of his.

Adaliah stared at him, a new sense of challenge in her eyes, "Are you now?"

Katsuki said nothing, staying silent for a second before pulling the omega into a heated kiss. He had meant to do this oh so long ago, but some meddling douche always got in his way. Not here though. Not not. Not when she was safe and secure in his arms. 

His lips were much softer than Izuku's- not that Adaliah minded- and his fierce attitude was shown through the rough movements in the kiss. They fit together like- as cheesy as it was- pieces of a puzzle, linking together and molding to the other's shape.

A warm sensation ran over her lip momentarily, Adaliah quickly opening her mouth a little wider, once again giving up any chance of dominance almost immediately. Her hands soon snaked around his neck as his own warm palms found their way to her hips- pulling her in ever so slightly. Was it wrong? Objectively. Did her omega care at the moment? No.  

Their lungs clenched, forcing them to part as a string of saliva connected them still.

"I will marry you."

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Shoto: Road work ahead?

Adaliah: Ugh, yea, I sure hope it does?

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Adaliah, with the girls, watching Kirishima and Bakugo from a window: TWO BROS

Mina: CHILLING IN A HOT TUB.

Adaliah: FIVE FEET APART-

Eijirou: CAUSE WE'RE NOT GAY.

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Adaliah: Bro-

Katsuki: We just had our tongues down each others throats, don't you dare call me bro.

AN: Two chapters because it's my birth date and I feel generous.