Katsuki Bakugou

(Angst)

(Mention of Sexual Assault)

The past 24 hours had been the worst of my life. Part of me was still confused as to what just happened.

After leaving Izuku at the house, I did what he told me to do and ran to our neighbor and called my mom. I couldn't explain much because I was freaking out. I just told her that Izuku went for snacks like we have done handfuls of times but when he came home, some man was attacking him and Izuku seemed to be in a lot of pain. He looked so scared and like he wasn't thinking right. The image of his face had been burned into my mind.

My parents came home within the next hour and by then, the cops were at my house and Izuku had been taken somewhere. I assumed they took him to his own house. I fell asleep as soon as we went home and my parents let me sleep. They didn't bother me with questions yet. Thank Goddess, because I could barely think about it myself.

In the morning, the questions came. I had just made my way to the kitchen around noon and my parents were sitting there. They looked tired. I could feel the tension radiating off them in thick waves that had me nervously rolling my shoulders.

"Katsuki, we need to talk about what happened the other night. I know it must be painful to think about, but the cops are needing your statements from the attack." My father said softly and pulled out a chair for me. My mother didn't look at anything other than the floor for a while. Her face was contorted with stress.

"Okay -- " I took my seat and pulled my blanket around my body tightly. Images of Izuku's pain-filled face flashing in my mind, making me tense up and shut my eyes. Izuku's pain-filled expressions were burnt behind my eyelids and brought such heavy emotions to my core.

"Take your time, son. We just need to know what happened." I sat there for a good while just focusing on my breathing before I began to recount what happened that night. It was fresh on my mind and only made sense that they needed my statements while the event was still recent in my memory.

I started by telling them what happened before he left the house. I told them that I had been tired so Izuku asked me to stay home while he got snacks for our movie night. Guilt washed over me because I knew that I should not have let him go alone. I made sure to tell my parent that as well. I didn't want Izuku going out alone and I had felt like something bad was going to happen all night.

They didn't interrupt me as I told them about waking up to hearing Izuku shouting. I told them that I saw the man hovering over him and telling the details of seeing that Izuku's pants had been pulled down. My mother tensed up when I said this. I was not stupid. I knew that man was forcing himself on Izuku. I knew that if I had not been there that he would have done far worse to my friend.

I might not have known much about what was going on, but the thought sickened me. I told them how I hit the man, and recounted the words that the Alpha had said to me about 'an alpha trying to mate'. My father and mother gave each other a glance that told me they knew something that I didn't. I wanted to ask but it was likely they weren't going to divulge any information to me.

Towards the end, I felt my calm behavior begin to slip and fade. I felt that familiar sting of fresh tears in my eyes and clenched my fists in my lap as Izuku's cries ran ramped in my mind.

"Breathe son -- What happened then?" My father asked me and I let a sob bubble up in my throat. My mother wrapped her arms around me tightly and I took some much-needed deep breaths.

"I -- I tried to help him, mom," I cried out and clutched at the blanket that was wound around me tightly. She cooed at me while rubbing my back soothingly.

"What do you mean, son?" She whispered and I chocked on a held back sob.

"I tried to see where he was hurt, but he kept pushing me away. He wouldn't tell me what he needed; I didn't know what to do! He looked so scary like that, I-I-I didn't know what to do! And then..." I stopped myself and tensed up at the thought of what happened after that.

I told myself that it had to have been an accident. Izuku was in pain and clearly wasn't able to really see right by the way his eyes looked. Absent and void of his usual life and spark. He looked confused and in pain. He had accidentally touched me. That all. There was no other explanation for it. It was an accident. It had to be.

"And then?" My father coaxed and I shut my eyes, willing away the memories. Izuku was my friend. He was my friend. He wouldn't do anything to hurt me.

"He -- t - touched me," I began in barely a whisper but couldn't say anything else. I did, however,  hear my parent's breath hitch in their throats and their hearts thrummed rapidly. A low rumble sounds from my father's chest.

"Where?" My father spoke stiffly and when I didn't reply, I could hear my mother's gasp. I quickly jumped in again with a need to clarify. They just didn't understand. Izuku wasn't like that Alpha. Izuku wasn't a monster like that man. He wouldn't -- touch me like that. Right?

"I swear it was an accident, Izuku would never do something to hurt me like that! Izuku was in pain, it was an accident! He pushed me away and told me to leave, he would never hurt me! He would never hurt me! N - Never!" I cried out desperately and let a new wave of tears spill down my cheeks. My mother and father both didn't say anything else. They just held me and let me cry.

I felt like there were things that had been hidden from me, but I couldn't care about that at the moment. I didn't care about it. All I wanted to know was if Izuku was okay. I needed to know that he was safe and that he didn't hate me for telling them. My parents would understand that he would never hurt me like that. My parents wouldn't group him in the same category as that monster. I wasn't worried about what my parents would think about me right now.

I was worried about Izuku.

Izuku Midoriya

These past few days had been the worst time of my life. My heat lasted a full five days. My mother took care of me as much as she could while I was locked in my room for the entire span of those five miserable days.

I was disgusted when my heat had been finally over. My body had craved sexual release and I couldn't even touch myself without thoughts of Katsuki storming into my mind. The memory of his scent flooded my scenes no matter how hard I tried to push the desire down.

I felt like a creep; something was wrong with me. Something had to be wrong with me. No one I had ever heard of got mated to a child. The whole heat cycle I spent scolding myself for the desires I had towards Katsuki. I couldn't control them. I did the only thing I could do to keep the images out of my heat.

I didn't give in to my desires. For the entire week, I didn't touch myself, not once. It was utterly unatural for an Omega to do what I had done. But it was all I could do to keep myself from feeling like a creep. I couldn't let myself indulge in those kinds of fantasies. My heat made it nearly impossible to ignore. But I tried.

I spent way too much time in my bath filled with scalding hot water and bath oils; it soothed my heat some, just enough for me to not be driven insane with desire. When the hot baths stopped helping, I quickly turned on the cold shower and stood, shivering in the tub and crying while I willed away all thoughts of Katsuki.

After a few days, my mother had been able to get some pills from the doctor that were heat suppressants. Most people refused to take them unless medically necessary because they weren't healthy.

These pills were the strong kind that could almost stop my heat if it weren't for the fact that I was already so deep in it. However, it had been enough for me to not go crazy. But the lingering desires and pain on my skin lasted the full five days. Being an Omega never bothered me before. I had accepted that I was an Omega. 

I was doomed to be smaller, weaker, more feminine, and suffer heats. I just never expected it to be this bad. However, it was. This had been worse than I could have imagined. The pain was a deep and overwhelming burn within that pressured my whole body for one thing. My mate. 

Nonetheless, I knew when my heat was over. My mind cleared and it was suddenly like I could breathe and think again without sex being the one thing on my mind. Before, I could breathe without feeling like a sick creep.

I couldn't remember much from during my heat. The only thing I did remember was a few hours of that day. I had been attacked by some random Alpha male, I touched Katsuki inappropriately, and Katsuki was somehow my mate.

A barely 14-year-old kid was my fucking mate! A few days passed and I let this information sink in. Although, at that point, I was pissed and in denial. I had been overwhelmingly desperate to know how Katsuki was doing.

The whole mate pull was a curse! I lasted 24 hours before my instincts were screaming at me for denying Katsuki as my mate. I never downright rejected him, but I had not accepted him either and that hurt everything in me.

My heart hurt once I had come to the realization that Katsuki is, in fact, my mate. My stomach felt like I had swallowed nails, ripping me apart from the inside out. It felt as if I had done something horrible by leaving him. I knew that I had done the right thing by telling him to leave, but my instincts were screaming at me.

How a 14-year-old boy could be my mate was just too much for me to understand.

I questioned it for days. But mates were the equivalent of soulmates, predestined matches for each person. Mates were designed to be your perfect match in every way. The Moon Goddess was never wrong with mates. If your mate were to reject you, you would never find another true love. You could never find a new mate, and your body would be in the most pain ever while the bond broke.

Some mates even die from the pain of rejection. If Katsuki was my mate, I wouldn't reject him. But there was no way I can be around him until he is of age. I had already done something horrible to him while I was blinded by my heat.

I couldn't live another four years around him until he turned 18 and could sense me as his mate. Every heat I could go through would put him at risk and I would rather die than hurt him again. If I were to stay off the pills my hear would come once every three months. If I stayed on them my hear would only come once every six months.

Part of me was delighted that such a strong Alpha was to be my mate, another part was on the verge of throwing up every time Katsuki came into my mind.

For his age, he was strong and protective. The way he defended me that night brought pride to my Omegan nature and I was happy that he cared. It was wrong. This had to be some sick joke that the Goddess was playing. The things I did to Katsuki were shameful. It was disgusting. I was disgusting.

After another day passed and it had now been about a week and a half since that day. While sitting in my room, I felt my phone start to vibrate in my pocket. I was receiving a phone call from...

Mr. Bakugou.

My hands began sweating while I stared at the caller ID. I didn't want to answer it, but I did. I answered the phone with a shaky breath and held it to my ear.

"Hello?" I gulped and held my tongue before I could start gushing and asking how Kat was doing. I didn't deserve to ask about him. They were calling for a reason and deep down I knew that they knew.

"Izuku?" The deep voice of Masaru Bakugou rang in my ear.

"Yes, Sir. Speaking," I mumbled and sat down on my bed stiffly. There was a long pause and my heart began thumping rapidly in my chest.

"I would like you to come over today, I need to speak with you." Mr. Bakugou said stiffly before hanging up just as fast. I didn't even get to reply. The only thing on my mind was Katsuki. I kept wondering if he was alright, if he hated me, or if he feared me.

Of course he fucking feared me! I mentally kicked myself at the notion that he could be fine when I had come onto him like a -- well -- a bitch in heat. I groaned and flopped down on my bed, shoving my face into the nearest pillow.

Did Katsuki know that he was my mate, my alpha, and my perfect match? I know that I had to go talk to his parents today, even if they reported me. Or worse, Mr. Bakugou just killed me right then and there.

I needed to come clean and tell them what I did to Katsuki and tell them that their son is my mate. They deserved to know. He was still just a child and I had no say over this right now. No matter how it ended for me, Katsuki deserved to be able to heal. He deserved to be safe, and right now he would be safe without me.

I would never put him in danger again. I would never hurt him again. Never.

I sat in my bed with tears running down my face while I frantically thought up ways to make this go smoother than how it is going in my mind. There was no good ending to this. Either way, I would stay away from Katsuki until he comes to me when he was of age.

If he comes to me.