Katsuki Bakugou

His whole body froze up. Izuku's confession made his heartbeat so fast, he thought his chest would burst open. Izuku loved him? He must have felt Bakugou's tension because Izuku pulled away some and looked into his red eyes, worry and confusion all over the omega's face.

"Bakugou... did you hear me?" Izuku said quietly. He didn't know what to say. He was mad at him for bringing all of this up, first he was worried about their relationship working, now he is confessing his love for him, it doesn't make any fucking sense.

"Yes." Bakugou replied, he had heard him correctly. Izuku frowned and moved away some, his face deflated, and he looked so dejected, but Bakugou couldn't care. He didn't know what to feel.

"I'm sorry... If it was too soon... I just wanted you to know how I felt." Izuku mumbled and Bakugou grunted.

"Just stop... " Bakugou gritted his teeth and Izuku whimpered.

"What's wrong..." Izuku asked, he looked worried and sad. Bakugou frowned, he knew he would fuck this us. Bakugou knew he would wind up hurting him again, just like when they were kids. He wouldn't ever be able to stay. He left when they were kids to go train to be a hero, to climb to the top, he left his best friend for that. Now, he is losing his boyfriend because he is too stubborn to change his ways. What was he afraid of? He knew if they went public that the media would be nosy, but it wasn't like they knew he was an omega. So, what if the media spread it around that they were dating, Bakugou didn't care that people knew he was gay, he care about Izuku. That was the problem, Izuku would never be happy with him, not fully happy anyways.

Bakugou knew he was too stuck in his ways, too emotionless, too rough around the edges. Izuku probably wanted a happy life with friends and family all around him, Bakugou wasn't like that. He was a workaholic, tense, and power-hungry man. There was no room for love there, not when it had to do with Izuku. He could never love Izuku how he needed to be loved, he was fooling himself this whole time.

He must have been quiet for a long time because Izuku gently touched his chest.

"Katsuki... What's wrong..." The boy said softly and Bakugou felt his stomach drop. He had to do this before either one of them got any more hurt. He had to let him go. This wasn't a good idea, even his mother knew that Bakugou would only hurt her son in the end, he would never be good enough for him.

"I can't do this anymore, Izuku." Bakugou said stiffly, holding himself together. Izuku tensed up instantly, small waves of distress pheromones rolled off his body.

"W-what do you mean?" Izuku said, his voice weak. Bakugou hated the scent of his omega in distress, it hurt him.

"I mean us... Izuku... We can't do this; it will never work out." Bakugou said and Izuku looked panicked.

"No, don't say that! If you aren't ready to say 'I love you' yet you don't have to! I won't say it anymore!" Izuku teared up and Bakugou had to look away. His heart was breaking. Izuku had it all wrong, he did love him, that is why he had to stop this.

"No Izuku...Please, just go... I don't think this is going to work out, you need to leave before I hurt you." Bakugou said stiffly, Izuku must have taken that the wrong way because he growled.

"So, you're going to go back to bullying me and picking on me because you don't want to be together?" Izuku said angrily, tears running down his pale skin. Bakugou growled back, he would never physically hurt Izuku on purpose, never again.

"Shut the fuck up, Izuku! I would never do that to you, you know that!" Bakugou sneered and Izuku flinched, he let a sob out and it shook his whole body. Izuku got off the bed and stumbled towards the door in a hurry.

"Fine, fucking fine!" Izuku sobbed and gabbed his coat and shoes from the floor. Bakugou stood up as well too and was watching him leave. His chest heaved and he felt his whole body screaming to stop Izuku from leaving and just tell him he loved him, but he couldn't. Izuku would be better off in the long run. So, he let him leave. Without saying another word, Izuku flung the door open and ran out his room. Bakugou stood there frozen and sat back onto his bed, his eyes wide.

He felt something wet drop onto his arm and he twitched, bringing his hand to his face, he felt wetness. He was crying. Bakugou fell back onto his bed and flung his arm over his face, dashing away the tears and he clutched his chest, why did it hurt so bad? Everything hurt. It wasn't supposed to be this was, but it was Bakugou here, nothing he touched ever lasted.

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Izuku Midoriya

He left again.

Izuku felt like his heart was shattering into a million tiny pieces as he ran from Bakugou's room into his own room. He slammed the door and sunk down to the floor, throwing his shoes and coat across the room.

"FUCK!" Izuku screamed and shoved his face into his hands. Everything he had been afraid of happening, has happened. He was afraid to love Bakugou, but he did. He was afraid that they would not work out, and they didn't. Izuku was afraid that he would feel this way because of Bakugou again, and he was right, he did.

Izuku was confused, he didn't know what went wrong between them, things had seemed so great. Other than their lack of any real kind of relationship, maybe it was all in his head? Maybe he was too clingy like Bakugou said, they both were only 17. Maybe Izuku wanted things more than Bakugou, and things were just waiting to blow up. Maybe it as good that this happened now, rather than later.

It still didn't take away the pain in his chest. It didn't take away the fact that he loved Bakugou, he was so deeply in love with him, and now it all hurt. After what seemed like hours, Izuku pulled himself off the floor and crawled into his cold bed. He shut his phone off and kicked off his clothes, throwing them everywhere and jerking the covers over his head. His mind bringing up unwanted memories of when he was a child.

"No! No mom! I want to do it this way!" Izuku whined, he had presented as an Omega at 12 years old and his mother had been the only one to really help him understand things like his heat cycles, mating, and marking. Izuku was now 15 and was about to start his first heat. His mother could tell this was going to happen and was helping him build his nest.

A nest is something that an Omega makes subconsciously when their heat is coming, especially when they do not have a heat partner. At 15, Izuku definitely did not have a heat partner, so his body was forcing him to make a nest. Izuku had been piling soft things in a corner of his room and was digging through his clothes. He found something he had never realized he still had, one of Bakugou's hoodies that was stored away from all the times they would spend the night together and hang out, Izuku still had some clothes in boxes that belonged to his friend.

In his emotional state, he hugged the hoodie and buried his face in it. It still faintly smelt like Kacchan.

"You can't have that with you, son..." Inko reached for the shirt and Izuku hissed at her, yanking the hoodie back.

"No! This is my nest! Get out! Get out!" Izuku shouted at his mother clutching the familiar and calming scent of his best friend to his body. It might have been weird to have this with him during his first heat, but for some reason, it calmed him in his emotionally unstable state of being.

Inko sighed and left his room, shutting the door. Izuku clutched the hoodie and crawled into his nest of pillows, blankets, and other soft items, before he took off his shirt and pulled on the hoodie. Kacchan was always larger than he was, so even at 12 years old, this hoodie now fit Izuku's 15-year-old body perfectly.

Izuku remembered burning that hoodie after his first heat was over, he was so mad. Mad at Bakugou for leaving, mad that he was still missing him, mad that he was so emotional over that fucking hoodie. Izuku burned it, and with it, he vowed that he was going to be fine, he would be fine without Katsuki Bakugou.

Izuku felt the tears running down his face as he squeezed his eyes shut, curling up into a ball. How could he even look at Bakugou anymore, after all the things they have done? After telling him that he loved him and sharing his feelings, there was no turning back. Izuku felt the tiredness creep over him, his emotional break leaving him weak and drained. The only thing he could do was sleep, sleep and forget.

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Over the next few days, Izuku stayed in bed. He had called his mother and told her that he was sick so she would call him out of school for a few days. That would cover for him for a while until he could sort through his emotions and handle being near Bakugou again. When he did go out of his room for food, he noticed Bakugou would leave the room each time Izuku entered. It stung and would bring back all the unwanted feelings that he was trying so hard to avoid.

It had been 3 days and Izuku knew he had to go back to class now, he had work to do and tests to take. Winter break was 2 days away and he had to finish his work or else he wouldn't be able to go home and must stay and finish his tests.

Izuku threw on some comfortable clothing and brushed his way into class, his curls were unkempt and messy, his eyes were baggy and red from nights without sleep and crying, but he didn't care. He wanted to go home, so he had to get this over with. He noticed that Bakugou was sitting in his normal seat and Kirishima was talking to him, Bakugou glanced at Izuku before quickly looking away, Izuku swallowed a lump in his throat and looked at the front of the classroom.

Aizawa came in late, as usual, and began handing out worksheets, giving Izuku a packet of stuff he had missed over the past 3 days. Izuku took it and flipped through it, nothing seeming too hard, he would be able to finish it quickly.

The rest of the day was just as awkward, Izuku didn't go to lunch because his normal seat was with Bakugou, now he didn't know where he would sit, instead he went to his room.

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Katsuki Bakugou

The past 4 days have been hell. He didn't expect for everything to fucking hurt so badly. After they had broken up, Bakugou spent the whole next day in bed, forgetting class and just moping around. He had found one of Izuku's shirts in his room and it caused another wave of sadness to wash over him. The familiar scent of honey and apples lingered on the clothing, making it near impossible to put it down. Instead, Bakugou slept, clinging to the shirt all night.

Aver the next few days, Izuku was not in class. Bakugou was worried about him but knew he would only make it worse if he went to check on him. Instead, he went to Kirishima's room and broke down. He told him what happened, and Kiri comforted him, not that Bakugou liked being comforted or even showing he was weak, but Kiri was someone he trusted.

"Bakugou... I am so sorry to say this, but you really fucked up, man..." Kiri sighed and Bakugou rolled his eye. It was a good hour after he had broken down and vented to his friend. Kiri was right though. He had fucked up by hurting Izuku like that.

"I know, I shouldn't have ever got involved with him in the first place." Bakugou grunted and Kiri rolled his eyes.

"That's not what I fuckin meant." Kiri groaned and Bakugou looked at him, puzzled. "You fucked up by leaving him, man. Did you ever stop to think what he actually wanted? He is in love with you, the way you are. He had been there as your friend since you both were children, right? He knows you better than you would like to think. You are just a little dense to realize it, but he only ever wanted you, Bakugou."

"The fuck?" Bakugou grunted and Kiri shook him lightly.

"Listen to me, Izuku loves you. He is willing to put himself aside to be with you, because he loves you. He wants to go public with you, tell your parents about you both, he wants to be with you. I get that you are afraid of hurting him again, like when you were children, but you are not that some Bakugou anymore. I have literally seen you change since you both got together, you are good together, man." Kiri sighed and ran his fingers through his spiky hair. Bakugou just sat there stunned, Kiri was right. He had fucked up, and bad. He lost Izuku again.

"I lost him again..." Bakugou whispered and Kiri patted his back.

"You can still make things right, man." Kiri smiled softly, encouraging him. That day in class, when he saw Izuku for the first time since the breakup, it hit him like a ton of bricks. Izuku looked broken, he was a mess and looked like he hadn't slept in days. Kiri was talking to him about what they had discussed the night before. He was going to go and apologize to Izuku after school and try to win him back, he felt horrible, but he couldn't even look at him. He was so disheveled; it broke his heart all over again. Realizing it was his fault for Izuku looking so down, it made everything more real.

After class ended and lunch began, Izuku scampered away to his room and Bakugou watched him leave. Deciding this was as good a time as ever, Bakugou followed behind him. He had to make this right, he was selfish, afraid of getting hurt, afraid of taking a risk, but Izuku was worth it, he had always been worth it. He wouldn't lose him again, never again.