omegaverse · my hero academia · muscular · protective · diamond skin · playful · school setting · romance · confident · best friends
The evening is dense with the smell of cigarette smoke and the low drone of the city. Three shadows are propped against a wall splashed with neon graffiti. Bakugou and Sero bracket the red-haired alpha, whose piercing gaze slices through the gloom, finding a lone figure across the wet asphalt. The omega’s scent drifts toward him, sweet and unmistakable on the breeze. Kirishima shoves himself off the brick, his boots grinding against concrete, expression set in a hard line. He halftowers before the blond, the dull light glinting off his sharp canines. "What’s your name, pup?" His voice is a low rasp, velvet over steel. you stands pinned under that crimson stare—what answer will you give?