AO3 Link SUMMARY: Kimi meets up with a friend before moving in with her new pack.
CHAPTER 3 - Moving In
The next morning Kimiko called the Society to let them know that she had been accepted into the pack from the alphas she had left with yesterday. Her advisor was super excited, shouting over the phone how happy they were and what her next steps were. They sent over some documents for her to sign and told her they’d be in touch with the alphas as well so they didn’t all have to come back in. There were some questions about the living situation which she tried her best to answer but most of it was regarding security protocols that she wasn’t aware of. The advisor said they would just ask the alphas when they called and would reach out if they needed anything additional.
Kimiko’s grandmother came out of her room shortly after she had hung up the phone and congratulated her on being accepted into the pack. She asked about how the dinner date went and Kimiko splurged details to her over tea and breakfast.
Wednesday morning, she went out to the local mall and waited for her friend, Naomi. When she called Naomi on Monday to tell her the news that she had been placed through the program successfully, Naomi insisted on a shopping spree to celebrate. She had also been placed in a pack through the program, so she knew that there weren’t many details Kimiko could give out, but she was still very excited to hear everything she could.
“Yoo hoo,” Naomi hollers from down the hallway. Kimiko turns around to find her, arms spread wide for a hug.
“Hey!” Kimi greets while walking over and hugging her.
“It is so good to see you! I am so excited for you!” Naomi bounces as she hugs her, making Kimiko giggle.
“It’s good to see you too. I’m so glad I could meet up with you before I move in.”
“Me too! We are going to have so much fun today!” She locks arms with Kimi and guides them further into the mall.
“You know, I really hope our alphas work together. That way we can meet up more often. Plus, I want to hear all the juicy details! It’s killing me not knowing who you’ve ended up with!”
“Oh my goodness, I know. I wish I could tell you everything. I guess now we know how we both felt when you got paired up.”
“Oh, this is torture,” she says dramatically. “But, I guess we’ll find out soon enough, and hey, if they don’t work together, we can at least find out at the next Society event.”
“Oh, that’s true. I didn’t even think of that! Regardless, we still need to meet up for coffee or lunch or something as often as we can.”
“Yes!” Naomi agrees. “Okay, so where to first? I have some ideas in mind.” They bounce ideas off one another before making a game plan about where to go and what to get.
They go from store to store, looking at different clothes and items. Kimiko ends up grabbing a couple of new skirts and dresses, knowing that’s what the boys liked. Naomi takes the opportunity to do the same. As they start finishing up their shopping route, Naomi gives Kimi a playful look.
“You know where we should go?”
“Where?”
“Midnight’s shop!”
“You know, that’s not a bad idea. Maybe I can find some cute lingerie for my mating night.” Naomi lets out a little squeal in response.
“That’s the spirit!” She says before practically ripping off Kimiko’s arm as they bolt towards the shop.
“Well, well, well, look who it is,” one of the workers greets them as we walk through the door.
“Hi Audrey,” Kimko says to the blonde girl behind the counter. “Good to see you.”
“Likewise, girlie,” she responds. “A little birdie told me that someone got accepted into a pack.” Her stomach sinks a little, concerned that her secret had gotten out. She looks to Naomi but she just shakes her head.
“Yeah, who told you?” she asks, concerned.
“Midnight, she said she’s friends with your pack mates and set some things aside for you in case you came in.”
“Oh, that’s awesome!” Naomi says, giving Kimkoi’s arm an encouraging little shake. “Let’s see what she picked out!”
“This piece here I think is going to be a winner,” Audrey says.
She hands Kimiko the package and she can immediately tell what she was implying. Inside is a lacey teddy bodysuit that had scalloped floral lace. The piece was crotchless and the back was completely open. The top could be tied around the neck but still gave plenty of space for any mating marks.
“Pair this one of the garter sets and some cute stockings and I think you’ve got yourself a good piece for your first night with them.”
Audrey starts laying out some of the other pieces for Naomi and her to look over. One of the things that catches her interest is a strappy set that has cuffs that attach to the thigh pieces.
“Ooh, this is really cute.”
“I’ll say!” Naomi agrees. “I want one of those!”
“There are some more over there if you want to grab one” Naomi gives an excited squeal and saunters over to the wall to grab herself a set of thigh cuffs. Kimiko giggles as she oohs and aahs over some of the other pieces.
“How much do I owe you for everything?” Kimiko asks Audrey.
“Nothing,” she says cooly. “Like I said, Midnight put these to the side for you. Said the only thing she wanted from you was to give them a good time or something like that.” Kimiko blushes and gives an embarrassed laugh in response.
“Ok, I can do that. Please tell her thank you for me.”
“Can do, girlie.” She hands her the bag across the counter and Kimiko takes it while Naomi places her items on the counter to be purchased. She opens the bag again, taking another look at some of the items.
There’s a variety of items, butt plugs, cat ears, some stockings, all of which keep a tinge of pink on Kimiko’s cheeks. While she knows what these things are and how to use them, the thought of using them with her new mates has her both nervous and excited.
Naomi’s transaction finishes and soon she’s adding her new bags to the collection she has around her arms.
“Ok you two, have a nice day and Ison,” Audrey pauses.
“Yes?”
“Enjoy,” she says with a wink. Kimiko’s blush deepens and she mutters a thank you as they leave.
“I’m getting so hungry! Do you want to grab some lunch?” Naomi asks.
“Yeah, I’m getting pretty hungry too. What are you in the mood for?”
“I’m down for anything, I just really need food and quick!” She practically flings herself onto Kimi, grabbing her arm. Laughing at her dramatics Kimi starts walking towards a restaurant nearby that she knows will have good food.
“Ok, I know just the place!”
Soon, they’re seated at a table, bags tucked next to them and under the table. Kimi feels a little bad buying so much, but knowing that it’s for her new packmates eases her worries.
“So,” Naomi prompts. “Now that we’re somewhere a bit more private, what can you tell me about your new pack?”
Kimi takes a second to think. Since she can’t talk specifics, she has to find a way to give some sort of information to appease Naomi while also not giving too much away. She can’t tell her how many members are in the pack, how old they are, their names, anything that she could normally tell a friend. After taking a few moments to think, she has an answer.
“There’s a cat.”
“A cat?!” Naomi responds, clearly happy she was able to get some bit of an answer. “Ohmigosh I am SO jealous! Do you have a picture or anything?”
“No, I wish, he’s a major cutie!”
“Awww, well next time I see you, you owe me double the cute cat photos!”
“Ha ha, ok,” she laughs. “That’s only fair.”
“Are you going to be moving in soon?”
“Yeah, fairly soon. It ended up working with my grandma’s moving schedule.”
“That’s right,” Naomi says. “I forgot. She’s moving in with your aunt, right?”
“Yeah! My aunt was kind enough to offer her a place when my grandfather passed. She’s got a spare room because her oldest moved away for college. It’ll be nice because Grandma doesn’t get a chance to see that side of the family much.”
“Oh, that is nice! Do you have a lot of younger nieces and nephews?”
“A couple. I think the youngest is about 8 or 9.”
“Oh, that’s nice. She’ll probably love that!”
“Oh, totally!” The waitress brings over food that they ordered earlier and Naomi gives a quick thank you before starting to ravenously devour her plate.
“Ah, this is so good!” she says through a mouthful of food. Kimi giggles as she starts to eat.
“Mmm, this is good,” she says after taking a particularly good mouthful.
“We should meet up here more often when you’re settled in.”
“That’s not a bad idea. This place isn’t super far from-,” She stops, realizes what she’s saying, and quickly adds more food into her mouth. Naomi gives her a knowing look from across the table and she gives her a smile.
“Sorry,” she starts. “I shouldn’t be pushing for info so hard. I just really want to make sure that you’re in good hands. After everything you’ve been through and all you’ve done to get here, you deserve a good pack.”
Touched by her words, tears start to form in Kimi’s eyes.
“Naomi,” she trails off.
“Oh, hun. I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to make you cry.”
Kimi looks at her, trying to stop her emotions from billowing out of her.
“It’s ok. It’s just. You’ve been there for me through all of this and I’m just so grateful. A lot of people were really harsh about me going through this but you understood and stood by me through everything. Gosh, I wish I could tell you everything right now, but just know that I’m in a very good pack and I’m going to be ok.”
Naomi sniffles and starts to tear up.
“Ok,” she tells her. “I’m so glad.” She grabs her hand across the table and they share a meaningful look before Kimi gives a small laugh and wipes away her tears. Naomi mirrors her actions and goes back to eating. They chat some more while finishing up their meals. As they pay their tabs, Naomi’s phone buzzes.
“Oh, that’s my alpha. Looks like I need to head back.”
“Ok, sounds good,” Kimi responds. “I needed to meet up with my alpha as well.” They embrace in a tight hug wishing each other behind before moving on with the rest of their days.
It’s Friday when Kimiko arrives back at her new home. Her things had been dropped off the day before, so she only carried a small duffel bag with some clothes and toiletries in it. Shouta had stopped by her grandmother’s house on Wednesday before his patrol, to drop off her new keys and papers with all the codes and info about her new home.
Kimiko’s grandmother had tried to get him to stay for tea but he politely declined, saying he had to get his patrol. When he left, Kimiko’s grandmother remarked she liked Shouta making Kimiko feel proud about her choice.
Throughout the week, she occasionally texted her new pack mates, getting updates on when movers would be by to pick up her stuff. They also chatted about how their days went and sent over some photos of Sushi. Kimiko couldn’t help but feel cheery about how well they were all getting along. The week seemed to move so slowly for her, but soon enough Friday comes and she’s trying to figure out how to input the codes into the security system correctly.
After having to put in the codes a couple of times, she was soon entering the home she had just so recently been upset about leaving. Sushi greets her at the door with a stretch and a curious meow. After rubbing all over her legs, he starts purring when she reaches down to pet him.
“Hi, Sushi,” she sing-songs. “How are you doing?” He doesn’t answer but does direct her toward the living room. A note is left on the coffee table in the middle of the room.
Kimiko, welcome home!
We took some time to put away all of the things that were delivered since it was just a few boxes. We’ll bring back dinner around 6. Please make yourself comfortable, there’s a surprise for you waiting on the bed.
Love,
Your Alphas. ♡
“Thanks, Sushi,” she says making her way to the bedroom. Her duffel bag gets onto the very large bed and she notices some folded-up shirts by the pillows. There were a couple of black shirts seemed to belong to Shouta and some graphic tees that were presumably Hizashi’s. Though her instincts wanted nothing more than to have her alphas near her, she picks up one of each shirts and takes in the scents that were pouring from them. It was good enough for now.
After a couple of moments of taking in their scent, she takes the opportunity to give herself another quick tour of the apartment, wondering if anything had changed since the last time she had been there. Sure enough, the plethora of blankets and pillows she owned had been dropped off in the living room and her other belongings were put away in the kitchen and bathroom. There was also a new dresser in the bedroom for her to put her clothes away in. She takes her time to empty the bag and put her things away nicely.
Skirts were a popular choice between the two, so she stocked up on a variety of those when she had gone shopping earlier in the week. Off-the-shoulder tops were another pick she thought the two of them would like, especially since they would show off the new markings she was hoping to get tonight. Her hand grazes over the area at the thought. She sends a text into their group chat saying that she made it into their home successfully. They respond back with positive messages and she decides to start getting ready for their arrival.
Pulling out one of the nice lingerie pieces she had gotten, she places it on the bed, excitement building. It was the lacey teddy bodysuit that Midnight had picked out for her. She planned on putting it on after a bath, wanting to hide it under one of Hizashi’s tees and one of the skirts she had gotten. After laying everything out on the bed, she headed toward the bathroom.
Hopping into the large bathtub in the master bathroom, Kimiko starts prepping herself for the evening. Every inch of her was scrubbed and she made sure to make everything smell pleasant. She dries off and gets dressed, doing her best to try and hide the lingerie underneath the clothes. Afterwards, she finishes primping herself and heads toward the kitchen. Taking stock of what was in the pantry, she finds that there are just enough ingredients to make some chocolate chip cookies and gets to work.
By the time the alphas get home, the cookies were being placed onto cooling racks, and the whole house was covered in their delicious aroma.
“Welcome home,” Kimiko greets the two as they walk into the kitchen. “Thought you two may want some dessert after dinner.”
“Wow. Those smell amazing!” Hizashi says, walking over to grab one. He’s stopped by Shouta who gives his hand a small slap.
“Don’t ruin your appetite. Plus, those look like they just got out, they probably need to cool.” He places the bags containing their dinner on the counter.
“Those do smell good though. Thank you for making them,” he says, before walking over and giving her forehead a small kiss. She blushes in response, happy for the show of affection. Shouta’s original stern demeanor had her concerned that it would take a while for them to get where they are right now. Happiness blooms in her chest at the realization that’s not the case. Shouta catches onto the sweet, happy scent leaving her and gives a small smile.
“Sorry, Kimiko. Hizashi just can’t control himself around sweets.”
“Oh, sorry,” she replies, nervous she did the wrong thing.
“I’m not!” Hizashi blurts out. “My cute little omega comes with cookies? I’m in heaven.” Shouta chuckles and starts taking out everyone’s dinner from the bags.
“I just realized! Is that my shirt, princess?” Hizashi asks, wiggling his eyebrows at her.
“Yes,” she says with a smile. “It smelt good so I just decided to put it on.”
“It looks good on you, huh, Shouta?” Hizashi says, standing back to admire the view.
“Nah,” Shouta says, taking in her appearance. “My shirts are better.”
She giggles as he winks at her and goes back to unloading the bags. Hizashi shakes his head and comes to hug her from behind. Happily, she accepts the hug and enjoys being encompassed by her alpha. She gives his arms a good squeeze and she’s met with an enthusiastic squeeze back.
“You are just too cute!” Hizashi exclaims. Shouta watches the two of them hug and catches Kimiko’s eyes. Releasing Hizashi, she moves over to Shouta and wraps her hands around his waist to hug him as well.
“I hope you guys had a good day.” The men give noncommitted shrugs and nods.
“Could’ve been worse,” remarks Shouta. Unsure of how to respond, Kimiko gives a small nod and smiles. Deciding to try and keep things positive, she responds,
“Well, I’m just glad it wasn’t bad then!”
She grabs some plates and quickly sets the table as Shouta brings the food over. Soon they’re all having dinner at the table next to the kitchen and talking more in-depth about their days.
“I think some of the kids are just still upset you expelled them all, Shouta.”
“You expelled all your students?”
“He did, but they were all brought back the next day.”
"So many of these kids are self-sacrificing,” Aizawa says, irritation flowing through his words. “Often, they confuse being self-sacrificing with being suicidal. So I gave them what they wanted, a 'death' so to speak. It refocuses them into working harder for their future," he explains to Kimiko.
“Yeah, but Nezu’s never going to let you pull that again,” Hizashi teases.
Shouta nods before taking a sip of his drink. A sense of joy flows through Kimiko as she learns more personal details about their lifestyles and work. She feels proud to know that they feel comfortable enough to share such information with her. Shouta finishes off his drink and locks eyes with Kimiko.
“So, little omega,” he starts. Her heart does a little backflip at the recognition. “How would you like this evening to go?”
“Oh,” she blushes a little, thinking about the lingerie set that’s hidden underneath her clothes. “Um, if it’s not too forward, I would really like to be marked by the both of you tonight, if you’re comfortable.”
“Eager, are we?” Shouta taunts, causing her face to start heating up. The two men sitting across from her share in one of their usual silent conversations before Shouta breaks the silence,
“I think we can arrange for that.” Kimiko slightly shuffles in her chair and smiles wide, eyes diverted towards her now-empty plate.
“Why don’t we take things easy though and start by getting comfy on the couch,” recommends Hizashi. “Plus, there are some cookies calling out my name that I just have to get my hands on.” With a giggle, Kimiko stands up and helps collect the plates before heading into the kitchen with Hizashi. He grabs the plate of cookies and offers his other arm out to her. Accepting it, she allows him to guide her into the living room onto the large couch. Shouta stays behind in the kitchen to take care of the dishes. She tries to protest but Hizashi remarks,
“You’ll have plenty of time to take care of chores later. Allow us to take care of things for tonight.” Reluctantly, she agrees as he takes a seat to her left.
“Thank you for being so welcoming, I really appreciate it.” Hizashi gives her a dramatic sigh in return which makes her concerned that she offended him.
“I think I’m just going to have to start calling you honey because you are too sweet,” he shoots his signature finger guns at her and she can’t help but to laugh and blush.
“You guys are too. I was worried that I would end up with some really old creepy guy. I’m glad that’s not the case.” She places her hand on his arm and Hizashi smiles.
“Me too, hon. Although, I’m dying to know who else you had to interview with. Who else we beat out, ” he whispers out the last part.
“Yeah?” she giggles. “Well, let’s see. First was Best Jeanist, which I only know because my grandmother is a huge fan and was practically fangirling the whole time he was in the room.”
“I can see why, he’s always so put together.”
“Right? She loves ‘dapper’ men, so she knew it was Best Jeanist right away,” she giggles, remembering how surprised her grandmother was.
“Then I believe Mr. Kamihara was next, very polite guy.”
Hizashi’s eyebrows lock together as he thinks of who that could be.
“Oh! Edgeshot!”
“Was it really? He looked nothing like he does in his hero costume. I guess I could see his whole face too so maybe that’s why I didn’t realize.” Hizashi smiles at her comment as she thinks of who was next.
“Oh,” her face scrunches up as she remembers. “They did have me interview with a very wealthy businessman. Don’t remember what his name was, but he gave me the creeps.”
“Oh yeah, how so?”
“I can’t really describe it. Not sure if it was his demeanor or the way he kept looking at me but something about him made me sick to my stomach.”
Hizashi nods and puts a comforting hand on her thigh. She tries to hide the fact that it has her instincts screaming with excitement.
“Then came Gang Orca and Shisido. Hard not to know who they are. They were usually in my district so it was interesting to be paired with them.”
Hizashi hums in acknowledgment.
“They were funny though, both wanting to know if the other was interested in picking me.” “That makes sense,” Hizashi comments. Kimiko looks at him a bit puzzled by the response. “They’re very competitive with one another. Makes sense it wouldn’t stop here.”
“Mmm,” she hums. “Yeah, that does make more sense now. And then the last one before you guys was Mr. Toyomitsu. He was very friendly and they brought in extra snacks for him which I super appreciated.”
“Did you not eat at all?” concern blasts from Hizashi’s question.
“No, no. I did. Just not a big meal. The little snacks they gave us were all I had throughout the day.”
“Oh, hun.”
“No, no. It’s ok. Like I said they gave extra snacks for this guy so I was able to get some food and then when you took me out for dinner it took everything in me not to stuff my face.”
Hizashi groans. “I can’t believe they didn’t feed you, that’s just wrong.”
Shouta walks into the living room, just slightly hearing the end of the conversation.
“Is everything okay? Did you not like dinner?” Kimiko slightly startles and spins around, not having heard the man approaching them.
“Oh, no. Sorry, it’s not that-” she rushes to assure him, but Hizashi cuts her off.
“She hardly ate during the interviews. Poor thing was chomping at the bits when we took her out.”
“No, really. It’s ok. I was expecting that, I promise.”
Aizawa makes a displeased noise which has her shrinking into herself.
“Ok, well don’t feel a need to wait for us to eat or anything like that. This is your house too, we want to make sure you’re comfortable.”
“Ok, I will, I swear.”
He gives her a small smile and takes the seat to her right. She adjusts herself so she can easily turn her head between the two of them. Hizashi takes the chance to grab a cookie from the tray and takes a bite.
“Oh my god , Kimiko. These are incredible.”
“I’m really glad you like them,” she says, giggling when he shoves two more in his mouth. Shouta sighs from behind them,
“You’re going to choke.”
“MoUG ImpH Ought,” Yamada jokingly responds. He swallows a large amount of cookie in his mouth and sticks out his tongue. Kimiko jokingly reels back in disgust and then notices chocolate on the side of his mouth,
“Um, you have a little chocolate right here.” She points at the corner of her mouth and giggles.
“Well, why don’t you come and take care of that?” he says suggestively while dramatically wiggling his eyebrows. She giggles again and leans forward. When she reaches out her hand to wipe off the chocolate, but he grabs it,
“Nuh-uh-uh. No hands,” he teases. A surge of confidence rushes through her at his challenge and she closes the rest of the distance to give a lick to the corner of his mouth. He takes the opportunity to sneak in a kiss. Giggles escape Kimiko’s mouth before she deepens the kiss. After a few moments, she pulls away for air.
Hizashi’s dopey grin greets her and she blushes.
“So beautiful,” Shouta says from behind her. Pride fills her chest at his comment. Her instincts claw at her mind, happy that her alpha thinks she’s pretty.
“Could I get a kiss as well?” he asks.
She nods and readjusts herself so she’s on her knees facing him. He grabs her chin and helps guide her toward his lips. She reaches her arms out to his chest to support herself better as the butterflies rush to her stomach. A small gasp escapes her, which he takes notice of, and smiles into the kiss more.
Her instincts claw at her chest as she savors the kiss from her alpha. Trying to soothe the feeling, she places a hand on her chest. Noticing the movement, Shouta pulls away.
“Too far?” he questions.
“Not at all,” she answers breathlessly.
“Good,” he responds, giving her a little peck on her forehead.
“Gosh, you both make me blush so much!” she jokingly complains and both her alphas laugh.
“Sorry,” Shouta says. “You just look very cute when you blush. Makes me want to do it more.”
“Gosh,” is the only response she can think of.
“Shouta, I must say, when we originally met, I thought you were just a very quiet person. Now, I know you were just waiting to speak until you could find the right words to melt me.” Both alphas laugh again at her comment.
“You got that right,” Hizashi agrees and she turns to face him.
“Just wait until he gets you in the bedroom. He’ll say things to me that I can’t get out of my head for weeks.” A rush of heat shoots to her core at his comment. Her instincts fill her mind with all of the things he wish she’d say to him.
“Oh, gosh,” she says, jokingly scared.
“Don’t be fooled,” Shouta says, “Hizashi’s got quite the mouth on him too.”
“I should probably just write my obituary now then,” she jests in response. The guys laugh and Hizashi starts staring at her lips again. Shouta notices and decides to take charge of the moment.
“Well, little omega. If you’re ready, we can get started with the events for this evening.” PREVIOUS | NEXT
AO3 Link SUMMARY:
This story takes place behind the scenes of My Hero Academia in an A/B/O world. It gives a sneak peek into the lives of Aizawa Shouta and Hizashi Yamada and the things they hid from the rest of the world.
Kimiko Ison is a 25-year-old prime omega who has spent the past couple of years becoming the ideal candidate for any prime alpha. Her goal is to try and be placed into an elite back by the Society for Prime Alpha and Omegas Pack Placing Program. Of course, the one day she needs to be the most punctual, her train runs late due to a villain attack. Her only hope is that the matchmaker will take mercy on her and still place her into a good pack.
Shouta and Hizashi have been looking for an omega for a while, but have yet to find someone they feel comfortable bringing into their pack. They almost turn down another invite from the Pack Program, but decide to try again anyway. Much to Shouta's surprise, he ends up being greeted by a familiar set of eyes.
CHAPTER 0 - First Encounters
The woman in front of Kimi made her sick to her stomach. Everything from her outfit, her posture, and even how she smelled made Kimi recoil. She wore all black, something Kimi hated to have on herself. The long-sleeved shirt, cargo pants, boots, masks, and even the fittings on the woman’s clothes were pitch black as if to spite her. The only thing that wasn’t black on this woman was the dumb white wig she had on. To anyone else, they wouldn’t think it was a wig, she did an excellent job of putting it on. However, Kimi knew that hair was fake, just like her flat chest from the binder under her clothes. This woman is trying to disguise herself and fool others into thinking she’s some intimidating alpha. She even went so far as to wear patches to hide her scent and put on alpha musk to sell the role better.
Closing her eyes, Kimi takes a deep breath in and when she opens them, the woman in the mirror does the same. Her eyes are fierce, she’s exuding confidence and her friends tell her she always looks like the definition of “scary-dog privilege”.
Kimi spent the past hour trying to mask who she was so she could escort some of her other omega friends tonight. Though she’s a prime omega, able to command the will of lesser alphas and omegas, she still needs to try and blend in as an alpha to prevent any unpleasant ones from interacting with her group this evening. She’s done this many times before, pretending to be an alpha to give her fellow omegas a sense of comfort for the night, but it makes her queasy every time. It started for one of her friend’s birthdays and soon became a regular thing when they realized how good at it she could be. About once a month they would request her to get dressed up so they could go out without worries of being poached by alphas.
Kimi knew she was being taken advantage of, but she was able to get them to agree that this would be the last time she’d have to do this. She’d just graduated college and would be meeting with an advisor to go over the next steps that were needed for her to join a pack. For the past five years, she’s been working hard to be the most ideal omega, so she could be placed with a prestigious pack. But for tonight, she puts all that on hold so she can babysit her friends.
Clipping on her waist bag for the night, she sends a text to the group chat that she’s headed their way. The last bit of her facade is gloves that hide her dainty hands. Her grandmother is waiting in the kitchen as she walks out and gives Kimi a disappointed look.
“This is the last time, I promise,” she tries to reassure her. The expression on her grandmother’s face doesn’t change, which hurts Kimi, but she knows she still has to do this.
“I’ll let you know when I’m on the way home.” Kimi’s grandmother merely looks away from her, which she appreciates and uses as her chance to exit. Kimi knows that she’ll be waiting in the living room for her until she gets home which also hurts. Her grandmother has been there for her since her parents died, which she appreciates. She’s just got to carry out this facade for one more evening and then she’ll be done with it.
The money they give Kimi is the main driving factor for why she’s doing this. Rather than paying expensive bodyguards like most groups of omegas have to do when they go out, they pay Kimi a small price instead. She tends to give most of it to her grandmother and keep the other amount for her emergency funds in case things with her new pack didn’t work out.
It’s a pretty cold night which Kimi is thankful for. All of the layers that she has on can get pretty stuff and the binder always makes her extra warm. Being sweaty means that there’s a chance the patches she has on could fail and someone could catch on that she’s not an alpha, so she’ll have to pay extra attention to what she’s doing when she’s at the club tonight.
As she leaves her apartment building and begins her walk to the train station to meet up with her friends, she puts on her gloves and her alpha persona. Her walk is different, her head is held up higher and her gaze is super fierce. Since it’s the weekend, quite a few people are walking around, getting to where they need to be. People move out of her way as she walks by, eyes following her as she practically marches by. She learned early on that keeping her eyes trained on where she’s going sells the look a little more. A few minutes later, she takes the descent down the steps to the train platform, eyes scanning for her group. They’re easy to spot, all dolled up and huddled together in a group. To any actual alpha, I’m sure they must look like a piece of meat on a silver platter. Sure enough, she can spot a couple that have that hungry look in their eyes that turns her stomach sour.
Two of the four girls notice her and make a show of squealing and latching on to her. No doubt, they caught a glimpse of the hungry eyes too.
“Kai! It’s so good to see you. I’m so glad you’re here,” says Mei, the smallest but loudest one. Kimi isn’t a fan of the name they have picked for this persona, but at the same time, it matches her distaste for the whole ordeal. She moves her arm so Mei can hug her side, but she can also pat her head.
“It’s good to see you too, Mei. You as well, Yuko.” The other girl who hung on her opposite arm, moves back and smiles up at her. Yuko was the one who came up with the idea initially for her birthday a couple of months back. She’s been very polite to Kimiko about the whole thing, so Kimiko tries not to feel too upset with her. However, the other girls keep dragging on the whole thing and seem to get more carried away with it.
For example, they’re dressed far differently than what Kimiko tends to dress. This could lead to more knot-headed alphas thinking they’re entitled to act a certain way and make more work for her. She tries not to dwell on it and focuses on the other two girls.
Rin and Riko are the twins of the group. That brings its own set of challenges, but they tend to handle themselves just fine when they work together. Kimiko gives them a nod and they smile back at her politely.
“Excited?” Kimi prompts the group. She’s met with various squeals and agreements as she leads them out of the station and towards their destination for the night. Normally, they try to pick spots where IDs aren’t needed to get in since Kimiko looks so different, but Mei insists they go to a club her friend works at. They’re hoping the bouncer doesn’t cause any issues and lets Kimiko in, but they won’t know until they get there.
The twins walk in front as Mei and Yuko walk next to Kimiko. They wind through the city for a few minutes before turning onto a street that’s been blocked off for the night. Most businesses on the street are either bars or restaurants and the club they’re going to sits in the middle, all lit up with a line out the door. Nerves start to creep up Kimiko’s spine as she walks towards the building. Taking a deep breath, she focuses on her alpha persona and pushes forward. Mei takes the lead, walking up to the bouncer at the door and exchanging pleasantries. She explains who her friend is and he nods before saying something in his walkie-talkie.
Kimi looks around, taking in the people around them, especially the unhappy faces of the people they’re essentially cutting in line. A few awkward moments pass as the bouncer converses back and forth with someone. Eventually, he gets the green light and they all move into the club, nodding to the bouncer as they go in. He gives a polite nod back and Kimi can’t help but feel like he can see what she truly is.
They make their way into the loud club that has booths all along the edge of it. In the middle is where the DJ and the lights are as well as a mass of bodies moving along to the music. The bar is on the right side which is where the group heads to. Mei waves to someone behind the bar and a girl with bright orange hair waves back. Mei squeezes in between a few people and starts excitedly talking to her friend. She says something that has the bartender make eye contact with Kimiko. She gives the typical alpha nod and they exchange some more words before giggling. Soon the group orders drinks and Mei hands Kimiko a water as they make their way further into the club.
Part of the expectations for the pack program is that Kimiko is in prime health in case she’s assigned to a pack that requires a baby sooner rather than later. As such, they constantly screen her for drugs and alcohol. Thankfully, the girls seem to appreciate this and never force her to drink with them.
Kimi takes a sip, enjoying how cool the drink is. The girls take a seat in one of the booths on the edge. They talk about their life and the latest drama before a song starts playing that has them all rushing to the dance floor.
Kimiko is left with a variety of purses and drinks. She giggles to herself and she starts watching her friends have fun on the dance floor. This part doesn’t bother her much. She gets to people-watch and laugh at her friends messing around with one another. A couple more songs play and she starts to feel a lot better about going out this evening.
Until she sees him.
Her heart practically stops as she spots him across the clubs and forces herself not to stare. The last person she wants to see tonight is in the same building as her. She prays he doesn’t notice her and especially that he doesn’t recognize her. She takes a moment to catch her breath and thinks of what to do. None of the girls have their phones on them and she doesn't want to draw attention to the situation. Leaning back in her seat, she stretches her eyes out over the top of the booth, before locking her eyes with the group, trying to mentally will one of them to look over.
Sure enough, as one of the songs ends, RIn catches her eyes, and Kimiko motions for her to come over. She collects the rest of the girls and they quickly head over.
“Everything ok?” Yuko asks as they all take sips from their drinks.
“Kyo’s here.”
“Huh?” Mei says, getting closer to my mask. She mentally chastises herself for not realizing the mask would muffle her voice.
“Kyo’s here,” she says a little louder. Mei pulls back from her with a shocked expression.
“Where?” she asks, looking around. Kimiko leans towards her ear and verbally guides her to show where he is before sitting up and diverting her eyes. It’s obvious she sees him when she looks at the rest of the table with a bit of panic on her face. The rest of the girls question what’s going on and Mei fills them in.
“Should we leave?” Yuko asks. Mei deflates a little at her question which makes Kimiko feel bad, so she shakes her head.
“No, it’ll be ok, he probably doesn’t even know it’s me. I’ll just keep my eye on him and let you know if anything changes. Just be aware.” Yuko nods and they all decide to get another round of drinks before going back out to dance.
Kimiko is left by herself again which feels less secure this time around, but she tries to ignore it. She blends in, matching some of the bodyguards who are also sitting alone at some of the tables, but she can’t help but feel like she sticks out.
Focusing back on her friends, she watches as they make their way back to the dance floor. They had something strong at the bar because only one song later it’s very apparent they’re starting to feel their drinks. They fall into a rhythm of two or three songs, a drink, another two or three songs, another drink.
Kyo has made his way around the club a couple of times but doesn’t seem to notice the group or Kimiko. She starts to feel thankful until she notices another set of eyes locked on Ren and Riko. The alpha makes his way over to the two, trying to dance on the pair. She watches as the two try to politely decline, but he seems to get more and more adamant. Quickly, she stands up and makes her way over, trying to look as intimidating as possible. Ren looks over to the table and sees that Kimiko’s gone before she realizes that she’s appeared right next to her.
“Everything ok here?” she asks, making harsh eye contact with the alpha.
“Yeah, we’re just fine here, ain’t that right, baby?” The guy directs the question at Ren who starts to make her way to Kimiko. Riko follows her and the pair starts to back up in the direction of the booth.
“It doesn’t seem like she feels the same. Why don’t you just leave her alone, huh?” The guy scoffs at her and his breath, wreaking of alcohol hits her nose.
“Why you gotta ruin a guy’s fun, huh?”
“I’m not trying to run anyone's night buddy, just making sure-,”
“Well, you are!” the guy interrupts, spit flying from his mouth, making her more grateful for the mask.
“Look, buddy, why don’t we-,”
“I’m not your buddy! Stop calling me that!” This man’s barks have gained the attention of the people around us, including the rest of the group. Looking over to the other two girls, she nods towards the booth, hoping they understand her message. They seem to catch on as the guy takes a step further so they’re practically touching chests. Normally, she would try to cower and appease this man, but she stays focused and holds her ground.
“Why you stealin’ all the omegas?” he growls.
“I’m not,” is the only retort she can think of, and immediately hates that it’s her response.
“Doesn’t seem that way to me! Looks like you’ve got a bunch there just waiting for some good alpha dick.” His comment makes her want to puke.
“Bro, don’t-”
“I already told you, I’m not your buddy!” She doesn’t feel the push but recognizes that she’s falling right before she hits the ground. Thankfully, she realizes just before she makes an impact and catches herself. People around them start backing up and they’ve officially caused a scene. Looking up at the alpha that’s now stalking towards her, Kimiko glares at him.
“Keep out of my way,” he barks. “I’ll get that omega pussy if I want it, whether you like it or not.” Quickly getting to her feet, she closes the distance between them.
“Like hell, you will,” she spits back with venom. “I won’t let you lay a finger on them.” He looks her up and down while she tries puffing out her chest the best she can. He’s taller and stronger than her, but that doesn’t stop her from putting her foot down. Security catches on to what’s happening and quickly starts separating us.
As a stronger man picks her up and directs her back to the booth where her friends are, she looks over her shoulder. One of the other security guards ushers the alpha away from the crowd. His eyes shoot daggers her way and she matches his glare.
“Come on, Kim-uh, Kai. Let’s just go,” Mei says as Kimiko is delivered to the table. She looks to the rest of the table for their consensus and they seem to agree.
“Okay, sorry,” she sighs.
“It’s ok, let’s just go,” Mei repeats, grabbing onto her arm. Though she’s probably right, Kimiko can’t help but feel bad for cutting their fun short. They make their way out of the club, but the troublesome alpha is nowhere to be seen. It makes Kimiko slightly uneasy, but she tries to focus on getting the girls to a safer area.
“Everyone okay?” The girls all respond with affirmatives which makes her feel a bit better.
“Ok, good. Sorry, that guy just wouldn’t take no for an answer.”
“It’s ok,” Yuko says, leaning on her. She’s normally not affectionate so Kimiko takes that as a sign that the drinks are affecting her.
“Did we want to find another place to go or did that kill the night for everyone?” Various answers ensue. Mei wants to stay out, the twins seem to have mixed feelings, and Yuko’s mumbled answer has Kimiko feeling a little concerned.
“What if we get some food and then I’ll lead you all back to the train station? Sound good?”
They all agree and she leads them to a small bar near the end of the street where they can all get some food and the girls can get some more drinks if they want. After some small bits of food and a couple more drinks, the girls decide it’s time for them to start heading back.
They walk through the street until they round the corner and start heading back. The difference in atmosphere is eerie. The street they were just in had music pouring in from the various clubs and bars, but now the street is filled with the sounds of the girl’s heels.
Making sure to keep an eye on her surroundings, she tries herding the girls through the streets. As they round another corner, a large figure blocks the middle of the sidewalk.
“Where you goin’ with all these pretty omegas? Didn’t I tell you I was gettin’ them one way or another?” The alpha from earlier leers down at all of them. The street light illuminated his face more, making them aware of scars they couldn’t see in the club. Kimiko’s heart plummets as she realizes that this guy is probably going to fight her. She readies her commanding voice but stops when the man steps forward, running into an invisible barrier.
“Huh?” he rubs his face, confused. Trying to step forward again, he runs into the barrier again, before realizing something is preventing him from getting closer to them. Immediately, Kimiko realizes the quirk being used and uses it as an opportunity to get the girls to safety.
“Move!” She shouts, making sure not to command the girls. They all dart to the other side of the road and quickly move up the street. She follows after them, before looking behind and seeing the two alphas she was trying to avoid with one another. She’s grateful that Kyo used his quirk to help them get away from the creep, but knows it means he’s going to want to talk about it later. They’re two blocks from the train station so she slows the girls down a bit and lets them catch their breaths.
“Was that-?” Mei asks, panting a bit.
“Yeah,” Kimiko confirms, disappointment heavy in her tone. “Don’t worry about it though. Let’s get you guys on a train before they’re all done for the night.” She’s met with tired agreement and lets the girls pick the pace while she looks out for any additional problems. From what she can see, neither of the alphas are following them, which makes her feel better. Soon enough, the girls are all herded into the train station and they wait for the next train.
“Sorry that one guy was bothering you, I hope you all still had a good night,” she says to the group.
“Oh yeah,” Mei says, clinging to her arm. “We had such a good time with our strong alpha~.” Kimiko stops herself from rolling her eyes as she giggles.
“Thank you for doing this,” Ren says, her head placed on her sister’s shoulder. Kimiko smiles back in response, before realizing it can’t be seen with her mask on.
“Of course.”
The jingle signaling the next train is arriving plays and the girls all tiredly get to their feet. Thankfully none of them are extremely intoxicated or she’d have to take them all the way home. Rather, they all just seem tired and will probably pass out once they get back from their homes. She says her goodbyes and they all get on the train, leaving her to walk home by herself for the night Exiting the station, she’s not surprised to see Kyo leaning up against the light pole outside. She takes a moment to make eye contact, before heading towards her apartment.
“What? No hello, no thank you?” He says, jogging up to her side. She rolls her eyes and sighs.
“I appreciate you keeping them safe.” He scoffs at her comment.
“Kimi,” he starts, but she’s quick to cut him off.
“Don’t.” He stops and gives a heavy sigh.
“At least let me walk you home. It’s not safe this late at night.”
“I’m well aware,” she retorts but doesn’t stop him from walking with her. They walk for a few silent moments before he decides to open his mouth again.
“What is that smell? Is that you?” She glares at him.
“It’s alpha musk.”
“Ew, really?”
“Yeah, it’s supposed to ward off unwanted alphas. Seems like it’s working,” she quips. She knew if he realized who she was he’d ask about what she was wearing. What she wasn’t expecting was how much it would bother her.
“Geez, you really went all out, huh? I almost didn’t even know it was you until I saw who you were with. That and your eyes gave it way.” Those same eyes find themselves rolling once again as they keep walking. They’re about a block away from her apartment and she wants nothing more than to be done with this interaction and in her bed,
“Yeah, the goal was not to be bothered tonight.”
“Lot of good that did you,” he scoffs. “Again, still haven’t gotten a thank you.”
“Yeah and you’re not going to get one either,” she retorts.
“Oh come on, I could have let you deal with that big guy all by yourself. You just don’t want to admit that you actually needed me.” They’re almost to the apartment building and she can practically taste her freedom. She pauses, deciding to cut things off there, and lets out a big sigh.
“Kyo, just cut it out. You and I are done, we have been for a while. Stop acting like I owe you anything, especially after the stunt you pulled.”
“Oh, get over yourself! What, just because you’re pretending to be an alpha, you think you are one now? You’re an omega and it’s about time you start acting like one and submit!” He steps forward and grabs the front of her shirt, pulling his face to hers. Alcohol flows from his teeth, making her queasy.
“Stop acting all high and mighty. You need me, you dumb, quirkless omega. When are you going to understand that?” Pushing back, she struggles to get out of his grip. She hears the rip before realizing she’s free and part of her shirt is in his hand. She rushes to cover herself before realizing the binder takes care of that for her.
“You are such a piece of shit, Kyo! Just leave me alone, I don’t want you,” I bark. He snarls and sticks his hand out, using his quirk. She doesn’t bother moving, knowing he’s used his quirk on her to put her in an invisible box. She feels like a trapped mime and just glares at him.
“I didn’t even do anything to you,” he pathetically whines.
“Are you fucking kidding me? You cheat on me, beat me, and then tried to rape me.”
“But I didn’t! It could have been way worse for you.” Surely somewhere in his drunken mind, that made way more sense. Instead, the comment hits her like a ton of bricks. Reeling back in disgust, she hits the back of the box she’s in.“Let me fucking go.” “No, wait, I-,”
“Let me fucking go!” She trembles as she shouts at him. Flashes from that evening cross her mind and tears start to well up in her eyes.
“No!” She’s surprised that he’s shouting back at her. “You belong to me, you dumb omega. You’ve belonged with me for years. You need to learn your place.”
It feels as if all the blood drains from her face and is replaced with pure rage.
“I need to learn my place, Kyo? Me? You’re the one that needs to learn their place,” she snarls back at him. “You are a pathetic excuse for an alpha. You’re in and out of jobs, flunked out of hero school with your shitty quirk, and to top it off you have an even shittier attitude.” Kyo seems taken aback and starts stammering, trying to tell her how wrong she is. Having had enough of his nonsense, she decides to take back full control of the situation.
“LET ME GO,” she commands. He pauses his babbling and listens, freeing her from the box. She says nothing as she turns around to go back to the apartment. He bristles and she looks back to see him move forward to grab her. She takes advantage of the positioning to effectively trip him and pin him to the ground. She moves his hands to his back and holds them down before reaching to grab her phone.
“This is absurd. I’m calling the cops,” she tells him.
“Don’t bother,” a voice from behind her says.
Startled, she whips her head around. A tall man with long black hair and an all-black outfit that nearly matches her own stands behind her. He’s got yellow goggles sitting on top of his head and what looks like a long gray scarf around his neck. His tired expression matches precisely how she mentally feels.
“The police are already on their way.”
“For what? What did I do?” Kyo barks from below her. “I’m the one on the ground here!”
“For illegal use of your quirk on an unarmed omega,” the mystery man explains. “I was watching you both from up there,” he points to the top of one of the buildings nearby.
“You were shouting, so it was easy to hear what was going on.” He pauses and just looks at Kimiko expectantly before saying, “I can take it from here.”
Nodding, she stands up and releases Kyo. The man’s hair starts to float before the gray scarf he’s wearing wraps around Kyo, keeping him on the ground.
“Thank you,” she says, respectfully bowing to the hero before her. Something in her chest feels almost as if it's pulling her to the alpha. He has a commanding presence, yet somehow she feels safer rather than intimidated.
“Just get home safe,” he responds dryly. “How much farther do you need to go?”
“I’m just right here, sir. Thank you.”
“Oh, so he gets a thank you, but I-,” Kyo is cut off by more scarf going around his mouth before he can finish his sentence. She smiles before turning her attention to the hero.
“I didn’t get your name.”
“Didn’t give it,” he responds curtly.
“Fair,” I respond. “Can I please get your name, sir?” He pauses, seeming to take a moment to decide if he wants to give her his name.
“Eraserhead,” he tells her after a few moments. The name is a little odd, but she accepts it and moves on.
“Thank you, Eraserhead. Have a good night.” He nods and she takes that as her sign to leave. As she enters the apartment, her grandmother is practically pulling Kimiko into her arms.
“Was that Kyo? Are you okay? Who was that man?”
“I’m fine, Grandma. Sorry to make you worry. Yes, that was Kyo and the other man said his name was Eraserhead.”
“A hero?” she pulls back and stares out the window, looking back out onto the street.
“Yes, Grandma.” Outside, a police cruiser pulls up. The pair watches as the hero hands over Kyo to the police and talks with them before using his scarf to pull himself back up into the top of a building and disappear.
An hour later, Kimiko is scrubbed raw and in bed, smelling and feeling more like herself. She plugs in her phone and pulls the covers over her head, enjoying the feeling of security it gives her. The evening's events play over again in her mind until eventually, she drifts off to sleep.
NEXT
If you write romance, do your characters flirt in your head while you’re trying to sleep, or is it just me?
Writers on a random Tuesday: Sits down, locks in, giggles, writes 10k, does not sleep
Also writers on a random Tuesday: writes one sentence and then stares into the abyss for five fours
i wrote once sentence. writer’s block ended
Took a few days but I finished this! A study/heavily inspired by @/kuroshiro on Twitter/X. Hope you all enjoy!
anyway PRESENT MIC STILL DOES THE CHARACTER INTROS. PEACE AND LOVE ON PLANET VIGILANTES.
20 something fanfic writer. Uploading my AO3 content on here as well as reblogging things that I like.
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