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New Beginnings

Part 1, Part 5

Part Six: Sharing is Caring

Alpha Mirio x Omega OC x Alpha Shinsou

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“Shinsou, stop hogging her!”

“Fucking scoot over then.”

“Awwwww, Kitten is blushing.”

“Fuck you, shitty man,” Chiyo glared at Aizawa from across the room.

Shinsou and Mirio have been...weird lately. It started with the touching (well, Mirio has always been a physically driven alpha) which Chiyo didn’t know how to feel about. She’s always been touch-starved but, this was something new entirely. Now, It’s not uncommon for Chiyo to be dragged to one of the couches in the common room so Shinsou can hold her for hours (she’d never admit out loud that she loves rubbing against his lean, muscular frame).

Mirio has also been coming over a lot more lately; really, he’s been coming over every day (which has led to Chiyo currently hiding away in her room for some space).

“Bambiiii, let me in,” Chiyo had her head against her door as she made no moves to open it. Mirio has come over plenty of times but, he’s never been in her room before and she doesn’t know if that’s okay...socially at least.

Everyone has been teaching her about pack dynamics and mating practices (she never really paid attention to that seeing as she never considered settling down; she was sure whatever infatuation she had with Shinsou and Mirio would go away. After all, she knows there’s no way she could have that type of relationship). So, she knows for a fact that she, an unmated omega, cannot let Mirio, an unmated attractive alpha, in her room.

“C’mon, Chiyo. I just want to cuddle,” Mirio laid his head on the door. He’s starting to get a bit frustrated.

“Smiles, can’t we cuddle downstairs? After I get some time to myself. But, we can’t stay up here alone.”

“Why not? Things were perfectly fine when they didn’t talk to you about pack stuff. It’s because I’m an alpha?” Chiyo whines in her mind. She can tell she’s upsetting Mirio and that’s the last thing that she ever wants to do.

“No, well, kinda I guess. I just don’t want to send the wrong message. You understand, Smiles? Right?”

“Depends. What message of me being in your room would send? And, to who are you so worried about bothering with the message?” He can’t help the anger and jealousy that flowed in his voice. “Is someone courting you?”

“No! No one is trying to do that- at least I don’t think anyone is- and I just don’t want people to think I’m leading you on. Jirou told me I messed up and hurt Shinsou the last time,” Chiyo flinched at the image of how Shinsou’s face showed betrayal when she went to have lunch with Mirio.

“Don’t listen to her. Shinsou told you everything was fine.”

“I still don’t want my pack to think I’m not trying to listen to what they told me. I’m really trying hard,” this is one of the rare moments when Chiyo shows her vulnerability. Mirio can tell how important it is for Chiyo to gain her pack’s approval but, he needs to do this for their relationship.

“Chiyo, let me in,” she gulps. “Omega, now!”

“But, Mirio, we shouldn’t do-“

“Let. Me. In,” Chiyo opened the door with her head hung low. Mirror pushed her way through and wrapped his thick arms around her waist. Her purple hair was still a bit damp from her shower from earlier and her lilac eyes were kept downcast.

“You’re here,” Mirio releases a few calming pheromones to keep her level headed.

“I’m here. Can you look at me? Please?” She glances up into his eyes. “Those beautiful eyes for such a beautiful omega.”

Chiyo flushes red and pushed Mirio away so she could lay down in her bed.

“How was your day?” Mirio sat beside here, his body heat weeping into her blankets and ingraining his scent into her room.

“It was okay, Shinsou brought some ramen for me since I was busy with the girls,” Chiyo snacks her lips as she zoned off to think about the delicious noodles. “It was so spicy. I’m surprised Bakugou didn’t want any.”

“He’s not supposed to want any,” Mirio quirked his brow. “Do you share your food with him often?”

“Well, it’s not just him. I do it with the whole pack. Mina told me that sharing is caring,” Mirio smirked but remained quiet. “Did you have a good day?”

New Beginnings

Part Five: Courting?

Part 4

Chiyo enjoyed her time with the pack. It took a bit of time on her behalf to come out of her shell but, she eventually was able to start hanging out with her packmates (although, she didn’t like Mineta as much as the others). She was still somewhat reserved, opting to spend time with Aizawa if given the chance. And, no one knew about her past or where she came from.

She still hasn’t starting her quirk training but, no one pushes her to do it. They know that she’ll do it when she feels comfortable with herself. Part of her wants to show them what she can do but, she’s afraid of showing them how much of a monster she can be.

Mirio has taken to coming to get the omega as soon as lunch begins, her pack staring at him weirdly as he waits for her at the door (one person in particular doesn’t like how close he is to her). They have lunch on the rooftop, laugh at each other’s cheesy jokes, sit so close to each other that they can feel their body heat. As much as she’d hate to admit it, she likes being so close to him.

He’s not the only person that she doesn’t entirely hate. Despite the jarring way they had first met, Shinsou and Chiyo are surprisingly close. Shinsou finds her presence to be calming, her scent of peaches and pine driving him near insanity. But, he’s also found that’s she’s clever, always having something to say or some inquisitive look on her face. She’s kind in her own way; giving offhanded compliments while she looking away from the person as to hide her flustered face.

“We’re matching,” Shinsou grins, twirling a piece of her purple hair between his fingers. “Aren’t we the perfect pair?”

“Get you grumby hands off my hair. My hair is nothing like yours,” although this may sound like an insult, she means to say she likes his hair more than her own. She fiddles with the fabric of her shirt (something her pack had come to know as her being nervous).

“You’re right...yours is clearly nicer,” blossoms of red on her skin.

“Whatever, you’re ugly anyway,” she stalks off to go be with the girls. Aizawa was off patrolling and that meant she’d have to conversate. “Stupid boy thinking he can touch me. So fucking weird. JIROUUU, HE TOUCHED ME.”

Jirou and the girls were in the kitchen, no doubt watching her stomp over with puffed out cheeks. Out of all the girls, she’d bonded with Jirou over music and art, leaving her to be closer to the outspoken omega.

“He’s been being weirder than usual lately,” Chiyo snatched a piece of candy away from Momo. “The other day, he gave me a fucking blanket.”

“Did you not like the blanket?” cue the offward stare at the candy wrapper.

“I-I it wasn’t entirely shitty. Had fluff n smelled like him.”

“Did he say why he gave it to you?”

“No. The bastard just came to my door and pushed it in my arms with a weird ass grin then walked down the hall with his hands in his pockets,” a piece of her hair fell in her face.

Meanwhile, Shinsou was outside with the boys working up the courage to go inside and talk to Chiyo. So far, she had accepted the blanket which was a good sign. But, he had no idea how she’d respond to him asking her out for food.

New Beginnings

Part Four: This Is My Pack

Part 3, Part 5

The first month that Chiyo spent living with Aizawa’s pack was different for her. All these personalities mingling together with so many different perspectives. It was almost like another culture shock for her. She kept her distance as she watched her new “pack mates” (at least, that’s what Aizawa tells her to call them).

To the normal eye, it seemed like the class was split into three groups. One group was headed by Midoriya but the fool likes to be referred to as Deku. Deku’s group seemed to be the most optimistic with more gentle, upbeat personalities. It was nice for Chiyo to see how calm the group could be. It taught her how to listen and care for others; it was different seeing how they cared for each other and not just Aizawa. The small things like Iida helping Deku with school work or Todoroki cooling Asui’s drinks so they wouldn’t burn her frog tongue, those small gestures showed her what it was like to have friends that counted as family.

Another group was overseen by Bakugou. Even if he was brash and harsh, Chiyo could see the obvious love that he had for his friends. As the star student although that was a debatable fact seeing as Chiyo held higher scores, it was virtually nothing for his pack mates to come to him for tutoring. And, he was actually really helpful. Just as he could be helpful, he was also fiercely protective. Fact: Bakugou didn’t trust Chiyo. He watched her like a hawk. Every day, he’d threaten to kill her. Eventually, his hostility died down once he deemed her as safe.

And, the third group belonged to Tokoyami. As a calming personality to begin with, he handled the others with the same dignity. Shoji remained to be close to him and had the same effect on the group. But, Chiyo couldn’t really figure out how they were a pack. How can they be a pack if they are divided?

That question was answered the moment Chiyo looked further into the pack. She saw how each member didn’t just stick to one single group. Everyone shows each other care and everyone was protective of each other. Bakugou may say he hates Deku but, she can see the underlying love that he has for him.

There was just one thing; Chiyo clearly knew she wasn’t welcome in the pack. Perhaps it was the fact that she threatened Hitoshi, or it could be that she was just foreign to them but, they didn’t pack to mingle with her. Aizawa did try to push them to integrate and enjoy each other’s company but, that didn’t really do anything. They would have to accept her on their own accord.

“Chiyo, do you know the answer?” Chiyo blinked as her attention was drawn back to Present Mic as he taught them English. She scanned the board.

“The subject of the sentence is I,” she raised her eyebrow. As a student, she’s actually diligent. She’s managed to push her way through the ranks to become number one but, she doesn’t really tell people about that. Bakugou has been assuming that either Todoroki or Midoriya took his spot (let’s just say the tantrum Bakugou threw rivaled a two year old).