Chapter 23
Warm embrace
Izuku’s eyes widened as he stared out the car window when a large house came into view. The home expanded was magnificent, something out of a magazine as it peaked through the dozens of trees. The large gate swung open slowly, allowing for him to see more of the land as the car pulled through.
It was a traditional styled home, the dark stained porch and wooden beams a welcoming sight of a Japanese home with an industrial modern spin on it. The yard was gorgeous, small rolling mounds of vegetation and rock gardens setting the scene of a pebble walkway that curved around a small pond that had a rock waterfall and fountains. Flowers, bushes and Lily pads decorating the area with vibrant colors to attract the birds and butterflies. Large trees shaded the land, keeping a canopy of leaves and fruit above their heads as the car drove slowly up the drive. It felt like a dream- this masterpiece of art- tucked away on the outskirts of the roaring city and secured with a stone wall and massive trees to hide the house from any onlookers.
“This is where you will be staying.” Aizawa said by his side.
He was the only person who could discharge the omega from the hospital, the alpha was diligent and helpful as he helped him into the back seat. So careful with the few things that Izuku had. It was a terrible trip for the omega, one filled with anxiety and fear as he watched the world pass by him. One that he hadn’t realized grew and changed without him.
The few hours of anxiety was now ebbing away as the car pulled to a stop. The two sat in comfortable silence for a moment as the driver climbed out of the car.
“I think you will be happy here.” Aizawa whispered, unbuckling his seatbelt and looking at the omega before climbing out of the vehicle.
Even with the unspoken permission, Izuku stayed seated where he was. Izuku could hear the two men moving things around in the trunk of the car, no doubt grabbing the one bag and pillow that Izuku owned.
His eyes took in everything around him as he tried to absorb the overwhelming view. His attention was drawn to the front door, the large wood opening to expose an individual. His heart stopped momentarily as he saw who had walked out. He could feel his face flood with heat as the brunette omega walked to the edge of the porch and gave a gentle smile when he saw Izuku. Tears streamed down Izuku’s face as another individual walked out after the small man. Her ever-present scowl softening the moment she looked out toward the car, a kind look softening the sharp angles of her face.
Izuku didn’t know how long he sat there, crying softly to himself as he stared out at the couple that he never thought he would see again. It wasn’t until the door beside him opened, Aizawa voice soft as he spoke to him.
”Midoriya. Let’s go inside.”
The omega nodded, finally turning his attention away and climbing out of the car. His legs felt like jelly, as he turned back to the couple. They hadn’t moved, but the omega had tears rolling down his cheeks. His alpha’s arm wrapped around his waist in support as even she wiped her eyes.
“Izuku?” The brunette called. His voice wobbled, body leaning forward as he held himself back.
Izuku couldn’t hold back the sob that ruptured from his chest as he called back. “Uncle? Auntie?” He cried, stumbling forward. His hand reached out, desperate for the other.
The brunette lunged forward, skipping the stairs altogether. His feet hit the stoned drive loudly as he ran toward Izuku. Warm, comforting arms wrapped around the omega as Izuku collapsed into the other’s chest.
“Oh, Izuku.” Masura cried, his hold tightening as he took all the omega’s weight into his arms. “You are so grown up. I’ve missed you.”
Another set of arms surround the small omega. Green eyes peaked up and a small smile peaked at his lips when he saw the blonde alpha cradling around him and her mate. She looked like she hadn’t aged at all. Her red eyes were just as vibrant with sandy hair still in the short cut that he remembered from his childhood.
Her smile was wobbly as she looked down at Izuku, her eyes glassy with unshed tears. “I’m so happy you are back. Oh little Izuku, my poor pup. I’m so proud of how strong you have been.”
Aizawa watched the three, part of him perplexed at the unexpected emotional reunion. He quickly found out that the Bakugo couple had known the green haired omega for years before his kidnapping. Their own son had been the omega’s close friend and no doubt spent many hours around the Midoriya’s.
Yet, the scene before him was both heartbreaking as it was comforting. The way the two older individuals clung to the smaller man in their arms. How they hushed out small words of comfort and love as Izuku cried, no care for the world around them. It was far more than happy tears that they shed together, but rather the beginning of them mourning the time that they had lost.
Aizawa hoped that healing would be the grace that would come next. For time to mend the broken hearts and create a new future for Izuku to walk into.
Katsuki was done, so done with whatever God had cursed him.
He had expressed his irritation over what had been discussed behind his back- or infront of him- but he was asleep the whole time- so behind his back by the two insomniac idiots. It was infuriating to discover that his non medical partner had taken it upon himself to become his doctor and discover how badly he had been drugged.
He should have noticed the weird side effects before anyone else, but no, it was Hitoshi who had to stick his nose into everything.
He didn’t like it, the idiot should’ve stayed in their own lane. Why?
Because it was now 4 am and he hadn’t felt tired since that drug wore off at 9 pm. It was stupid, he should have been the one to decide when to stop taking the sedative. Cause now, he was being forced to ride off the effects on a completely different schedule than he was used to. Why couldn't he have taken one more dose so he could start the withdrawal process in the early morning instead of at 3 in the fucking afternoon?
Katsuki was exhausted but not tired. His body was desperate for rest as he brain refused to listen despite how much he cognitively lagged behind. It was fun for anyone now that he was crabby from the unsuccessful attempts at sleep.
At first it felt great to finally feel somewhat normal, now though? No, he felt like mush. His body was achy despite his painkillers, his appetite in the toilet and attention span more on the level of a worm. He could barely think without zoning out for gods knows how long.
Nothing had helped get his body tired. He cleaned the entire house- thank god Shitty Hair was on patrol and Mina slept like the dead in the back room. He read as much of a book he found lying around before his only useful eye began to strain. He took a cold shower in hopes it would shock his system- it didn’t. He did all his laundry- including his bedding, reorganized his duffle bag and even signed off on a few reports that Aizawa shoved off on his coworkers. None of that had him exhausted enough to sleep. So another shower it was- this one hot. It did nothing.
Hours had gone by achingly slow. Hitoshi made him nibble on some toast despite his protests because the butter tasted like dirt and the bread was bland. It felt like a new low for the alpha, a childish display as Hitoshi demanded he eat half of the toast before he could leave his seat. After an hour of talking and some bickering, Hitoshi gave up. Thank god!
Now Katsuki was doing a minor leg workout to see if that would be enough to tip the scales in his favor. He couldn’t use any weights since he hadn’t been signed off for that by his doctor. Not that he would have been able to with his bozo of a partner watching him like a hawk to make sure he didn’t ‘over do it’ and rip one of the dissolving stitches in his face.
It was annoying at first, but now it was just weird to feel those eyes on him. He swore he could feel a tingle along his spine when the alpha was looking. Or hear the man hold his breath at the bottom of each squat. The energy in the room is palpable of the growing heat between them. It was erotic as fuck and if it helped Katsuki through his sets, he wouldn’t acknowlege it. Nor how he grew a bit stiff in the pants at the idea of the other watching him. No one would know if he flexed his ass out a bit more than he needed to, or held the squat longer too.
It was all in his mind though, cause each time he would rest, Hitoshi would be on the couch scrolling on his phone- eyes concentrated on the screen and not on him.
He almost yelled at the man to go to another room, but really what could he do when Hitoshi too couldn’t fall asleep as well. The insomniac was living up to the nickname along beside him. It seemed like they were two peas in a pod.
“Anything?” Hitoshi asked, his face still focused on his phone. It had been an hour of this. Of Katsuki doing small workouts and Hitoshi being lazy on the couch doing whatever it was on his phone.
The blonde huffed loudly as he walked over and fell onto the couch next to him. “No. It’s like I just chugged an energy drink. I am so tired, but my mind won’t let me relax enough to even begin to fall asleep.”
The alpha nodded and looked toward the blonde. “Sounds about right. How does it feel to join Aizawa and I in our late night exhaustion?”
”Like shit.”
Hitoshi laughed, the sound a bit raspy from the late hour. “Common you idiot, you aren’t even supposed to be working out yet.” The dark haired alpha quipped as he stood from his spot and motioned for the blonde to follow him. “You stink too!”
Katsuki rolled his head back and groaned quietly. He didn’t want to take another shower, but what else could he do when he was covered in sweat.
The two walked through the house toward the hall bathroom, Hitoshi quickly fishing out a clean towel from under the sink as the blonde moved around him to the sink.
The blonde didn’t even think twice before taking off his shirt before leaning over the vanity to start taking off the fresh wrappings that he had put on a few hours before. Katsuki huffed when his partner stepped closer to him, touching his upper arm in request for him to turn.
“Here, let me help.” The man said.
Katsuki didn’t refuse, the other alpha had taken the lead when it came to taking care of his wounds. At first, Katsuki thought it was to be fast so as to not cause more damage or an infection with his clumsy movements from the sedatives. But now that the meds had run their course out of his system, the alpha was realizing that there could be more to it than he originally thought.
Hitoshi was careful with his movements, fingers gentle as he pulled up the tape. His thumb rubbed over the raw skin that was left behind in an attempt to soothe the area. His eyes would become soft each time the pad was pulled away from his face to expose the carnage underneath.
“It’s looking good.” Hitoshi whispered as he slowly peeled off more of the tape. “The area around the stitches is a little more red, but I think that is from your workout pulling at them a bit.” He continued.
Katuski nodded, not worried about it as he leaned against the vanity.
“Allright, I’m going to turn off the light.” Hitoshi continued.
This was also very regular at this point. Before they could take off the secondary covering over his eyes, they needed all the bright, harsh lighting off. There was a night light plugged in next to the mirror, the small device lighting up when the overhead light flicked off. It wasn’t much light to go off of, but it was needed since this light in particular immediately gave the alpha a headache the first time they removed the hard covering to apply the eye drops.
“Okay.” Hitoshi spoke. His hands were just as gentle as before as he removed the cover. Within seconds he had the prescription bottle of eye drops in hand, the other tilting Katsuki chin in a wordless direction for him to tilt his head back.
He let one drop fall into the corner of Katsuki’s eyes, lid still closed. “Open slowly.” He directed, and the blonde obeyed.
Katuski hated this part, the effort it took was beyond annoying as it immediately caused his entire eye to itch. More drops fell into the corner of his eyes, the area immediately soothed as the medication spread.
”Perfect.” Hitoshi whispered, already putting away the bottle.
Katsuki didn’t move as he relished the feeling of the new liquid. He didn’t know if he had to stay like this, but he felt like it would help the medicine stay where it was longer.
Hitoshi chuckled under his breath as he looked at the man before him. Even with the additional wounds on the alpha’s face, he was still gorgeous. There was no way to deny it when the low light cast shadows over all the ridges and valleys of tanned skin. It was entirely stupid how quickly Hitoshi became entranced whenever his partner took off his shirt.
“Are you going to stare at me the entire time I fucking shower too?” Katsuki grunted out, his head still tilted back.
“If you let me.” Hitoshi replied. He couldn’t help himself as he stepped closer, hand moving up to cup the smooth side of the blonde’s face.
The alpha didn’t even move under his touch, just a shallow breath being sucked in as he eyes remained closed. Hitoshi gently caressed Katsuki's jaw, thumb feather light as he moved it until those blonde locks were intertwining between his fingers.
That was when Katsuki leaned into his touch, his head tilting to the side. Hitoshi’s other hand came to rest on the blonde’s neck, careful to not touch the raw skin that was just above it.
“Toshi.” Katsuki mumbled.
The way he said it was like an invitation, one that the dark haired alpha had no intention of ignoring. Though he kept his pace slow, allowing his face to draw close enough until their lips brushed together softly. It seemed that both were gaging the other, their lips moving softly over the other’s in a shy dance.
Each tilt they made brought the other closer, beckoning them to finally meet fully. It was like a trance, everything around the two falling into nothing as they finally pulled close. Hips pressed together and arms wrapped around Hitoshi’s waist, the grip strong enough to communicate that he wasn’t allowed to pull away. And Hitoshi was completely happy to listen.
Their lips moved together, breaths deepening as they caressed each other. Breathing in the other as their lips opened and sucked at the other’s. It was complete comfort, the teeth that dragged along Katsuki’s bottom lip a perfect addition to the soft tug on the back of his scalp.
He couldn’t help drag his fingers down to the hem of Hitoshi’s shirt. His scarred hand spread wide as it traveled back up, touching the divots of the man’s back. The shirt pulled along his forearm, lifting to expose the alpha’s expansive frame.
Katsuki smiled as he felt the other shuddered, his hips gyrating slightly when the blonde’s other hand gripped at his bare waist and pulled them even closer together. They parted from their kiss, looking at each other as if to confirm what the other was thinking.
“Let’s get you clean.” Hitoshi whispered. He quickly pulled his shirt the rest of the way off, pressing into Katsuki’s chest with his own to get the other moving.
The blonde smirked -stitches pulling slightly on his cheek- as he backed up and pushed his bottoms off. He didn’t care that they pooled on the floor, or that those dark eyes never left him as he continued to walk backwards. It seemed that the other alpha was in a trance, his own hands undoing his jeans and pushing both articles of clothing off his hips as quickly as possible.
Water splashed down the expanse of Katsuki’s back, the warmth sending an excited thrill down to his gut as he watched Hitoshi climb in after him. Hands were immediately exploring him as he sighed into the gentle touch. Hitoshi’s large, calloused hands guided the blonde to turn around until his back was pressed against his chest.
Katsuki rested his head back onto Hitoshi’s shoulder, satisfied by the lips that trailed up and down his neck. He didn’t realize that Hitoshi was dragging a bar of soap across his chest and abdomen until the smell of Shea hit his nose.
“Didn’t think you were going to actually wash me.” Katsuki huffed out as he tried to grab the soap.
Hitoshi chuckled as he gently pushed the hand away, the movement of his chest sending more happy vibrations through the blonde alpha. “I have been taking care of you for days now, do you want me to stop now?” He whispered into Katsuki’s temple. His hand began to trail lower, fingers dragging through blonde hair just below the alpha’s belly button.
Katsuku groaned at the feeling, his hips pressing back on instinct into the hard cock that seemed to wedge between his cheeks. “You better not!” He snipped out, though his breath was heavy and words softer than he didn’t mean it to be.
A hum answered him as the hand that held the soap continued to move across his skin. Up to his chest, over his shoulders, down one arm and then the other, the alpha pulled back just enough to soap up Katsuki’s back. When Hitoshi dropped to his knees, hands massaging along his calves and thighs in deep, slow movement, Katsuki couldn’t even feel embarrassed about how close the alpha’s face was to his ass.
A silent gasp pulled from Katsuki when Hitoshi reached through his legs. A soapy hand cupping the base of his cock, rubbing along his taint and then back forward. It took Katsuki all his will power to not growl at the other for teasing, for not just grappling his hard cock. Though once that large hand kept moving forward and finally closed around him; he couldn’t hold back the thankful moan that had his head falling forward in pleasure.
Hitoshi smiled at the sound, his soaped up hand moving up to the tip of Katsuki’s cock and pulling back down. He wasn’t really washing the blonde at this point, but he wasn’t going to stop the game he had started. The two were too far into this for it to be anything but lewd and alluring for the other.
It had been torture the past few days, not touching the blonde like he wanted. Hitoshi had been thinking about the blonde like this since the day he came to help. Even with his sinful imagination, he forced himself to hold back since so many things had been going on. But now, since getting Katsuki back from the medical sedation, it was almost impossible to keep his distance. Impossible for him to not touch and kiss and tease.
He couldn’t keep his eyes off the alpha during his workout. He tried, he really did, but at the full extent of Katsuki’s squat his eyes were drawn to the other. God it was a sight to see. Thighs flexing, back straining into tight lines while his shirt slid up to expose just enough skin, while that ass would go taunt, boxers cupping his cock up tight to his body; it was essentially a wet dream.
One that he was happy to make real.
His fingers flexed around Katsuki’s dick, squeezing at his tip and loosening at the base as he dragged down the appendage. The heavy breaths coming above him were only edging him on, his own cock hanging heavy between his knees while he squatted.
The sight when he looked up was a work of art. Katsuki had his hands splayed on the tile wall to hold him up, head hanging forward so the water fell over. Even in the darkened room he could see that those red eyes were slitted open, one hazy while the other focused on the hand that held his cock.
Hitoshi hummed in approval, lips kissing the top of Katsuki’s thigh while he pulled his hand away. The lack of touch seemed to annoy the alpha above him, his back muscles flexing, the low light reflecting off of the wet skin.
The dark haired alpha kept his eyes focused on his partner as he cupped the cheeks in front of his face. He made a show of pressing the bar of soap around, smiling like a maniac when he heard a gasp from Katsuki when he pulled his cheeks apart. He watched as the water flushed soap between them, the pink hole flexing at the warm water’s touch.
Hitoshi pulled his hands away, rolling the soap quickly over his right hand to build it up on his fingers. He crooned out a comforting sound, his chest and throat vibrating as he slotted his soaped thumb over the pink orifice. He slowly dragged his finger around it, being gentle but firm as he watched the alpha before him.
”Toshi~” Katsuki gasped out, his entry relaxing and then tightening with every circular movement around it.
“What’s wrong Kats?” He whispered, interest peaked at the sudden vocalization.
The blonde didn’t answer, just moaned as he relaxed further against the tile. It was a precious sight for Hitoshi. He kept up his ministrations, massaging the area, waiting for Katsuki to beg for him.
When his hole fully relaxed, opening for him, he pulled away. Taking up more soap onto his fingers, he returned and pressed his middle finger against the ring of muscle. He didn’t want to force his way in, so when Katsuki tightened up he just pulled back, but not away. No, he just returned to circling the area without pressure.
He dragged his lips over the alpha’s plump ass, biting lightly at random spots as he on the other hand cupped the blonde’s cock. He kept his movements slow, trying to drag out the pleasure until the blonde was shaking his head slightly.
A low whine was more than enough for Hitoshi to try again, the evident plea drawing his own alpha to answer in a soothing croon. He pressed again, smiling when there was no resistance against him. It was only habitual, something deep inside to praise the man before him for allowing him to enter such a place. So he stood, careful to not hurt Katsuki as he pulled the alpha close to his chest.
“Good job.” He whispered, lips dragging over the alpha’s shoulders as the alpha leaned back into his embrace. “Gods, Kats. Can’t wait to get my cock in you.”
Said blonde laughed deeply, though it was full of air as he gasped at the additional finger making its way into his hole. “Fuck, alpha. You are taking forever. I think I’ll fall asleep before you do.”
Hitoshi nipped at the blonde’s ear, scissoring his fingers with more force at his partner’s words. “Is this your way of begging? You're that desperate for me?” He growled out before slipping his tongue along the outside of Katsuki’s ear.
Katsuki growled, his hand reaching up and over his head to grab Hitoshi by the hair. He tugged, finger’s buried in the long strands and pulled him into a deep kiss. Even without the verbal confirmation, Hitoshi knew that the alpha was getting desperate. Begging through the bites on his lips, the allowance of Hitoshi’s tongue to plunge into his mouth.
It was a dance of tongue and teeth as another finger made room deep inside of Katsuki. The joined moaned and heavy breaths rushed the two, driving them forward into desperation as the water began to run cold over them. How long had they been in the shower? They didn’t know, but it only mattered when there was nothing left but ice to rain on them.
Hitoshi reluctantly removed his fingers from the warmth that had encompassed his hand. “Common.” He urged as he reached forward and turned off the water. “Let’s go to bed.”
Katsuki grunted, quickly stepping out and toweling off his hair before wrapping it around his waist. “You better not be done, asshole.” He threatened, grabbing his toothbrush and toothpaste and began to scrub his teeth while he glared at the other.
“Oh, don’t worry kitty kat.” He teased as he joined the man at the sink. “I have plans that I don’t plan on bailing on.” He emphasized with a gentle finger that traced along Katsuki’s chin.
The alpha seemed to relax at the touch, his eyes closing. Hitoshi couldn’t explain what that did to him. How it made him feel happy, and content, but also nervous all at the same time. It encouraged him to draw more of this out of the prickly blonde. Now that he had seen the possibilities before him, the way Katsuki allowed himself to become raw and vulnerable, Hitoshi never wanted to lose it.
So he allowed his inner alpha to care for the other, to show his appreciation in a way that wasn’t connected to physical lust. He paused what they had started, made sure the other took his meds, applied the antibiotic cream over the stitches that trailed down the other’s face. Tapped fresh gauze over his healing wounds, before placing a light kiss on top.
The blonde snorted, pushing the other away as he smiled at the other’s action. “Don’t be stupid.” He rasped out, pushing past Hitoshi and leaving the bathroom. The alpha watched, his eyes trained on the blonde’s ass as he followed.
Now that he had done his alpha duties, and showed his affection in the best way possible, he was ready to worship the ass he had been eyeing the past week.
The way I am going crazy for these two!!
Word count: 4529
We are there, finally! I can’t believe it took this long, but the next chapter we will have official labels for these two insomniacs. Thanks for holding on, it’s been a ride. But what can I say, this is a slow burn. 😆
