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It’s been a while since she has joined UA University. Or not a while actually, it has nearly been a good year or so of constant training, getting to know everyone, getting attacked at USJ…eh– what else? Oh. Also befriending Sero Hanta, he was the most chill, laid back alpha she has ever come across. They also lived near each other prior to UA, so it was like fate had truly brought them together to meet properly.
They clicked well together, becoming good friends and she blended right in as a supposed beta. Omegas were less common in hero courses, but were more common in general studies due to less demand and families of said-omegas being vary of their child’s safety in an alpha-dominated space, where people barely out of their teenage phase running around with their scent loose and their control barely mastered. But everyone varies! However, it was still truth that most omegas were on the losing hand due to their various needs, especially during that time where heats occurred, distracting themselves and others from their routine– making it dangerous for themselves most of the times as alphas were often not taught to also ‘HOLD YOURSELF TOGETHER!’, which is why omegas weren’t often seen in hero courses. They were also considered less too due to their status.
And for omegas with less than ideal living situations, it was much more dangerous to them. The world isn’t sunshine and rainbows for them, and not all bonded alphas were nice, which is why there were multiple cases of omega-targeted violence, as if it was their fault their biology became ‘a nuisance’ to others, with attackers often citing ‘Oh my instincts…’. Yamikaze hated that, hated that some people couldn’t control their instincts, and that’s why she wanted to become a hero, but an omega with unfortunate living conditions, and the dreams of becoming something near impossible…she’d have to get rid of the root problem: to be not seen as an omega.
And that she did achieve. It’s a story for another time though.
“Yo! Sakasaneeee!” A sing-song voice caught her attention, along with the strong scent of a very happy alpha male oozing from none other than her friend Sero Hanta himself. She brightens up at the sight of him, and then walks over to him eating his breakfast at the common room dining table. He always smelled like a bit of exotic spices and something sweeter. If she could pick a perfume that might be similar to what she smelled from him it would be whatever was along the woody, sweet lines. She liked that.
“Mornin’ Sero.” She greeted him, bending down to grab whatever was in the fridge that belonged to her to make a creamy dish of scrambled eggs with cut cherry tomatoes for herself. It only took a few minutes before she dug into her own food as well, sharing it with Sero to taste– he loved it as usual, he always liked her cooking because she had like a collection of spices from overseas to use and he was a sucker for seasoning.
“How’s sleep?” He gives her that usual grin– charming and genuine.
“S’gonin’ good, as usual.” She yawns, poking her own food before putting it near her lips, nibbling on it slowly.
“That means you barely slept.” His grin turns into a frown, his brows furrowing.
“Hey…4 hours is good enough.” She argues back with her morning voice, which was weak and still slightly slurring.
He burst out laughing, she was a funny one. Definitely not a morning person, and still refusing to sleep for at least 6 hours, no wonder she’s always swaying and half-asleep every other day that wasn’t a weekend. But she does get better throughout the day after her body slowly catches up and wakes up.
“Stop making fun of me and eat, I’m already finished.” She grumbles at the taping-hero then brings her dish to wash at the counter, causing the other to start stuffing his face to finish his own cereal. He hands her the plate to clean while he takes it upon himself to clean the table.
By now others were gathering near the front door in their uniforms, ready to head to class that was a mere 5 minute walk away, but it always seemed even shorter than it was because everyone was having such a good time talking to each other.
“Sero, stop hogging my fav person to yourself! I wanna talk to her about some new music I found out!” Kaminari pipes up from behind the duo. Yamikaze is also just as happy to see Kaminari, they’ve bonded over music and being silly together. Aside from being with the other boys and the rest of the class, Kaminari sometimes would hangout with her as a duo, in a group setting, or whatever, as he sees her as his comfort person by now. She never really teases him too much like Jirou, and his other friends would, so she was like a breath of fresh air sometimes, and he could then geek out about his own interests in peace without the need to feel too embarrassed about his own hobbies.
Kaminari too was an alpha, though not as laidback as Sero, he was still one of the ones that mostly has himself under control unless he was near his rut and decided to suddenly be slightly pervy all of a sudden when he makes jokes, then starts becoming clingy around her as she would always put up with his antics– he was close enough to do so as his ‘beta friend’. But hey, he does back down if it becomes too much and she respects him for that. To be fair, she doesn’t mind it either. He smells pleasant as an alpha, not too aggressive like Bakugou’s or intimidating as Todoroki’s would– no offense– so it’s more bearable to be around him.
She does have a small secret of being able to smell everyone’s rut before it got too late, though she was only comfortable enough around Sero, Kaminari, and a few other laid back people to give them hints without giving herself away as an omega, as betas weren’t really known to be good at scents, but she has made it known to everyone she had a knack for perfume so it was believable enough and nobody questioned her if she popped up and was like ‘huh…something smells more spicy today’, before running away.
“I know you like something with the wub-wubs sound, and I came across this artist…” Kaminari starts rambling, and she listens intently. She did like music in the EDM family so she’ll note it down on her phone before promising to check it out later at the end of the day. Sero listens closely with a smile, also asking Kaminari for some music recommendations, and where he finds new music, and all three become engaged in a good conversation about music they liked, promising to make a playlist so they can share music tastes, and either make fun of it or praise it on hangout nights or in the chat rooms.
Soon enough, they arrive in class, 10 minutes before home room period starts so they have the moment to settle in and relax before the period, talking about the lessons about the day and what they needed to get done, or last minute help with assignments that had to be turned in later. Sakasane was particularly helpful with English and Literature lessons when Yaoyarouzu was too busy to help, thanks to her proficiency in knowing a bit of English.
Then the bell rang, causing everyone to hurry to their seats before Aizawa-sensei cracked another one at them early in the morning.
“Alright everyone, let’s get the agenda straight for today.” Aizawa starts, his expression still the same as ever in terms of being sleep deprived. Sero even made a joke that perhaps the kid from general studies– Shinsou– was her long-lost brother, and Aizawa-sensei was her long-lost father, which earned him a good smack to the back of his head.
Chapter 2
Summary:
Sero is vaping in his uni dorm, Sakasane is there to chill with him. Not sure where this is going but there's obviously something brewing between them. Sero also realises he can be a wingman. He then sees a scar on her neck and curiosity may start eating him alive next chapter.
Notes:
(See the end of the chapter for notes.)
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Sero and Sakasane had been hanging around each other a lot the past week, perhaps because of their assignments or because other things— who knows? Okay, it might be because Sero just needed a friend to talk to and lay around with when he's busy smoking and vaping, not high out of his mind but he's still a bit loose and relaxed in this state.
"Yami-chaaan, why do you say you hate the smell of smoke but tolerate my bullshit?" He mumbles, laying on his back, his head hanging low off the bed as he stares at her all wrapped up in the hammock.
"Because…you're my friend so it's more tolerable." She sits up slightly and then shrugs, unsure of why she tolerates it either herself since she finds the smell a bit harrowing to even inhale. Honestly he isn't even allowed to smoke indoors but he found a way to just not activate the smoke alarm because Sero Hanta always finds a fucking way to do so. But other than that he mostly vapes, the sweet mango scent clinging onto every possible surface and even leaving faint traces of it on HER clothes.
He becomes quite clingy too in this stage— "You're not an omega, come closer I need some physical affection too you know?" He beckons her over with his fingers and that was all it took. He may not have smelled it but she did, she inhales his scent and it too calms herself down— calms her omega side down to know that she was safe in the arms of an alpha who would NEVER harm her, honestly it was a nice exchange. She wonders, sometimes, what it would be like if people WERE aware she was an omega, but that thought scares her after a few moments and she's glad she's like this. She likes being able to have her friends close without risking triggering their biology and their out-of-control instincts, a good price to pay honestly!
Sometimes it was a hassle for her too, because she'll spend her entire life alone because who the hell wants an omega that doesn't even scent properly?
"Why don't you find an omega to cuddle?" She scoffed at him playfully as she presses her side against his the moment he changes his position to sit on the bed, his back hitting the headboard, causing it to groan.
He raises an eyebrow, "Why would I? Got a perfect person right here to spend time with." He grinned, before softening slightly, "Hey if you think just because I'm an alpha I would prefer the company of an omega— I mean, I might! But like, we're close, I prefer your company right now, and the thought of finding an omega is waaaay too much of a hassle right now. Why do I need an omega to cuddle if I got the perfect person right here?" He teases, pinching her cheeks as he relishes in the softness and then pulls on it slightly, making Sakasane snap her jaws at him, in which he releases her with a whimper of his own.
"Look status isn't the only thing I care about, can't say about other alphas but I've always been more able to reign mine—" He looks down at the vape in his hand, "Or maybe because I'm a vaping, smoking, idiot." He laughs at himself, unable to hold back on cracking self-deprecating humour.
"Thanks for telling me, I guess." Sakasane elbows him for his antics, "I didn't even know why you told me that, I just like to tease you." She leans her head on the side of his shoulders, letting his scent waft and curl around her like imaginary arms embracing her form.
Perhaps they were more than friends, but right now she enjoys to peace and comfort he likes to offer her, and she reciprocates in return.
"But, I still want to know, what do you think of omegas? Would you want one one day?"
Sero lifts a curious eyebrow, looking deep in thought for a person who was slightly out of it, before coming back to life and then giving her his charming grin, "Eh, maybe one day. I like to think of having someone that's compatible with me more than 'oh I want an omega to stick my shlong into' or something y'know?" His own choice of words making him flush slightly but he shakes it off relatively easy. If Sero wasn't crude with his words sometimes, then that's not Sero Hanta!
She snorts at it too, "What the fuck bro." She smacks him lightly.
"What about you?" Sero suddenly pipes up.
"What?"
"Do you want another beta, or an alpha in the future?" Betas COULD technically date alphas, it would be the same as an omega but betas don't go into heat, nor would they be able to receive the ruts of their alphas as effectively as omegas, so most betas were recommended to date with other betas.
"Don't think anyone wants me." She lets out a chuckle and unconsciously rubs the back of her neck, moving her hair back slightly. In the moment, his slightly-dazed gaze follows, catching glimpse of a scar that would've been covered by the strand of hair that runs along the side of her neck.
He frowns, it was definitely not a birth mark, and on where the scent glands should be— or was it an omega thing? But he paid no mind, since the hair fell back to block that sight and he has a feeling he shouldn't be caught starring, so he looks away quickly, trying to shelve that thought into some part of his brain and keeping it there.
"Why not? You're super nice, and hell I'm sure if I asked random dudes holding your picture they'd say they'd date you even if you were a beta." Sero looks at her sympathetically, wondering why someone like HER would think so low of herself. Then he seems to brighten up at some sort of intrusive epiphany that invaded his mind— he HAS seen Kaminari mention her unprompted once or twice, either by asking for her or just wanting to be around her more than usual.
"Okay I definitely know one person who might jump at the opportunity to take you out on a one on one." Sero smirks, wiggling his eyebrows like he knows something, but the thought also sends a weird shiver down his spine and straight through his chest, and his inner alpha lazily whines in protest at the thought of willingly letting someone else spend more time with her than he does, but she stomps it down.
Meanwhile, Yamikaze just stares at him witnessing 30 stages of grief in a single millisecond, trying not to laugh since she can detect all the changes in his scent without a miss. She wonders what he's thinking, but she doesn't pry.
Other than the thought of that, his mind wanders back to the mark on her neck, dark, jagged, messy, but discreet enough to not be noticed. Was she attacked before? Did someone try to lay their hands on her? He nearly growls out loud but it doesn't take the omega a second to notice the souring of his scent before it disappears again.
She turns her head to find Sero staring at her, but he notices it too and then seems to smile awkwardly before turning away, taking a quick puff from his vape to hide his flustered state.
She lifted an eyebrow at how odd he was being for the past 5 minutes, but shrugs it off, maybe he's nearing his rut or something and he's just having that early mood swing symptoms. Then again, she doesn't smell anything off with his scent. Don't overthink it. She shook herself mentally and then slid off the bed only for a hand to wrap around her wrist, weakly tugging her.
"Stay a bit longer please?" He pleads with that dumb look on his face.
She sighs, rolling her eyes at his expression before relenting and then plopping down on the bed, scrolling through her phone to read a PDF file of a novel she wanted to buy but couldn't.
Damn he's clingy…
Notes:
Honestly this story is unplanned, dunno where this is going. I'm just writing whatever because this is like stress relief for me and the plot is shaky rn so bare with me incase I get my shit together later on.
Chapter 3
Summary:
Short and quick chapter to drive things forward. Sero realises he might be jealous at just the thought of letting anyone spend time with Yamikaze as more than friends + something is clearly not sitting right with him about her.
Notes:
(See the end of the chapter for notes.)
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It's been a few days since he's seen that scar on her neck. There was just something off about it but since she never mentioned it it felt wrong to bring it up. But, something deep down inside nagged at him to ask, to pry for an answer and it was hard to shake the thought away.
But despite his internal turmoil, he focuses on other things like playing wing man to Kaminari, who did have a small interest in Sakasane.
"Dude, I told her some guys would grovel at her feet if I showed a picture of her to them." Sero brings it up when the electric-quirk user was alone.
He merely lifted up an eyebrow in confusion and interest, "What about it?"
"Well I noticed you like to bring her up unprompted so I was wonderin' if you were kinda into her like that." Sero manages a grin, though the thought somehow irks him a bit that he was playing wing man for his friend, to get him to spend time with Sakasane. There was definitely something wrong with him.
"Haha…whatt?? No…I mean she's kinda nice and cute," He starts out denying it before sighing in defeat, "Perhaps just a small crush, though I won't lie if I got to spend some time with her it'd be nice, she's always with you." He complains slightly towards the end.
"Now who's to say YOU don't like her huh?" Kaminari leans in close, "I mean sure I might have a teeny tiny crush, but it's you who spends time around her sooo much she's startin' to smell like you man, that's a fucking achievement to make a beta to smell like you even FAINTLY." He teases.
Sero seems to choke on his saliva coughing in surprise, "What? No! We're just really close friends ya' know?" He denies even more quickly than Kaminari denies his predicament.
"Suuuure." The blonde drags out in a sing-song voice, "But hey, if you don't want her I'll steal her for a day then!" He nodded, "but it's probably nothing too serious honestly." Leaning back and settling against the couch, "She's nice and all and I'm probably just having a minor case of cute aggression towards her, she's like super soft and cool to hang around with!" The male praises her with a fond look in his eyes.
"Whatever man, I'm not dictating who she spends time with so take her whenever." Sero says in a voice that's just way too tense, but luckily it flies under Kaminari's radar.
"Sorry to steal your best bud from you." His phone is immediately already in his hand and he's texting to invite her to a bar hosting some gigs on the weekend, "Now I shall wait. Thanks for the little push in confidence though Sero, you're a G."
The other just waves the praise off with a laid back expression on his face, "Nah bro,don't mind it, I'm just looking out for my boy's interest." He chuckles. Internally he's hoping Kaminari didn't feel too strongly about her— seriously what's wrong with him? He must be stupid or something because he was super onboard with wing manning but now his inner instincts was telling him to now 'go fuck yourself' for that.
Even his inner alpha was restless at the thought.
His mind drifts back to the scar. He'll go see her after dinner, just for the sake of it and hoping to have more of a glimpse at the mark.
As dinner finishes and he has successfully invited himself into her room, he settles on her bed like he has done for 100 times already. He idly plays with her hair and it makes him feel horrible about it that he's using her trust in him but he HAS to know.
She's humming, innocently, safe in her room and he's here being a dumbass friend instead of asking her outright about the marks— it could be a birth mark for all he knew! There was no point in worrying over some thing he had no business knowing. He was such a hypocrite.
"What's up with you today?" She speaks before continuing to hum the tune of a song she put on in the background, some old rock 'n roll thing that he doesn't mind listening to as well.
"Nothin'…just being little ol' me." He chuckles weakly, "The alpha's just bein' whiny on needing some company." He quickly adds, as to not sound too suspicious.
"Right, and that's why you have taken such an interest in my hair?" She turns around to face him, a small smile on her face, "Or is it the mark behind my hair you were so interested in?" She points out rather bluntly, and that statement basically sends Sero freezing up.
"U-uh…no, what mark? Never seen one— fuck, you clocked me." He crumbles down in a heartbeat, "That's kind impressive, how'dya even know?!" He groans in disbelief.
"Your eyes, they looked at my neck every so often. Your scent, it's a bit more…sour in the underlying notes, like you're stressed. Lastly, your fingers are rubbing circles every time you pass by a spot." She pointed it out.
"Alphas are really obvious with their feelings you know? You sometimes let your scent run free, it's basically like having someone look into your eyes…" She rambles on, forgetting she isn't even supposed to be telling him all this and how she can detect changes in his scent THAT well.
"You can smell alphas?" He frowns, before it melts into interest. "I know you said you had a knack for scents and fragrances," He trails off, gesturing at her perfume collection that she uses everyday, and he's left wondering on what sort of scent she DID have. Everyone had a scent, betas just had a weaker and more normal one, "but I didn't know you can smell the change in scents that well…"
His eyes narrowed as she stared into her ones, swirling with colour and now something akin to regret and the realisation that she may have said something she shouldn't.
"Sero…" She starts but he cuts her off.
"Hanta." He lets out a small growl, borderline nearly commands, it's been overdue anyways that they should be on a first name basis. "Call me Hanta." He realises his tone a bit later and softens up, repeating his words in a more gentle manner.
A blush rises to her face and to the tips of her ears at his growl before she starts stammering, "I— okay…you can call me Yamikaze…or whatever nickname you have for me." She mumbles, looking at her hands.
"So…uhm…I've been thinking you know— like I saw a dark mark behind your hair a few days ago when you kept me company in my room…and I was wondering if it was like a birthmark or something…or like did someone attack you?" He blurts out in rapid succession.
The moment he looked up at Yamikaze she just looked sad, like someone kicked her and he automatically panics before reigning himself in to release some calming scents instinctively, "Hey hey hey- wait I'm sorry you don't have to answer but I'm here okay? Don't look so sad!" He scrambles across the bed to pull her into a firm but kind hold.
"No no— it's okay, I just feel bad for hiding it…I mean— it is a scar and the memory isn't pleasant either…so— I mean…" She turns her back towards him and then holds her long, iridescent hair up, exposing that she didn't have it on one side, but both sides of her neck from behind where scent glands should be.
"Woah…okay— wait a minute." Sero breathes in quickly and then sat on his knees to take a look, "Someone attacked you?" He frowns, "Why would anyone attack a beta like they would an omega…?" He furrows his eyebrows in confusion, his usual playful demeanor melting away completely.
"I did it to myself, Se— Hanta." She admits, her voice meek and vulnerable.
Hanta stares at her for a moment or two before softening, "C'mere, you can tell me if you want. You're looking like you're gonna cry."
Notes:
Keep in mind I still dunno what I'm doing ok.
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