Not allowed... [ Baku/Sero/Mina x Kiri/Kami ABO/Hybrid AU ]

[NicTheDjinn]

Today was a long and hard day... Normally, Katsuki Bakugou was pumped for days like this, days where he could let loose and show everyone just how good he was at what would be his future job. He'd worked so hard to improve, not just in quirk strength and fighting technique, but even in his ability to talk to other people. Though he was still well known for his explosive personality, he was generally a lot calmer and knew how to talk to people. Admittedly, it was sometimes faked, but part of a hero's job was to be able to convincingly lie so he didn't see the issue. Today though... Today was tough.

He'd felt the stress really mounting recently between fighting real villains regularly through internships, studying, tutoring his pack, leading said pack, looking into future agency applications, helping his pack with theirs, research into what he would need to start his own agency, saving up so he could move out as soon as he graduated so he wouldn't have to go back home, the list went on! All this coupled with the fact he hadn't allowed himself a heat in over six months and hadn't had the time to Drop himself in nearly three months, it was all too much!

He could already feel his drop creeping up on him, he needed to get back up to his room as soon as possible. They had just gotten back to the school and he could feel his psyche holding on by a thread already. Just needed to get to his room. He would be fine if he could just get there. He could lock his door and suffer it out for the rest of the day and be right as rain in the morning. Okay so he would feel like absolute shit in the morning, but at least he would be able to pull his tattered pieces back together enough to move on with his life again.

The trouble was, he was too far gone to keep up with and maintain his usual mask. He'd worked so hard at maintaining it too... He couldn't help it. He was so overstimulated and there was so much pain and suffering just under the surface, he just needed to get away. Normally he would be right there with his pack, praising them for a job well done and soothing their anxieties. It was part of his responsibility as their pack leader to make sure their mental health was taken care of, even if that job mostly fell on the others. The latter fact was the only reason he wasn't pushing himself more to try and do it anyway. Surely they could handle it without him just this once? Surely just once will be okay, right?

It wasn't hard to tell that he was feeling unwell, even by the casual onlooker. He wasn't bothering to get out of his hero costume, he was sweating more than usual, his expression was eerily blank, his ears and tail were drooping, and his skin was pale as a ghost. If all that wasn't enough, he'd left his pack behind to fend for themselves, something that was very unlike him. Pushing his way unsteadily into the common room, he headed straight for the elevators leading to the boy's dorms. Just a little further. Just a little longer and he could suffer in peace. Just a bit further... He could make it... Just a little bit further...

Meanwhile, his pack was doing what it normally did, as he expected, at least at first. "You did so good, Sweety! I know crowds aren't great for you, but you've gotten so good engaging safely, even with them there! I'm so proud of you!" Chirped the pink girl, wings fluttering softly in her excitement. She even took the electric blond's hand in her own while two more arms hugged his, just to give him the extra points of contact. Hero work was stressful for all of them so the extra support was something they all needed from time to time, particularly with their Omega members. While it was true that alphas could drop as well, it was very rare whereas omegas naturally needed to let it all out fairly regularly. "And Eiji! You did so good keeping that the rubble from collapsing so those people could get out in time!" Her final hand reached out to her old friend, resting on his arm and giving it an affectionate squeeze.

Sero on the other hand, which would normally be right there with all the praise and support, wasn't saying much at all. "Bakugou?" He called to the blond pulling further and further from them. This behavior wasn't all that unusual early in their first year, but by now it was very strange indeed. "Hey! Katsuki!" He tried again, but still the kitsune kept right on shuffling away from them. Something was seriously wrong, but he didn't know what. Well, at least it didn't quite make sense, given Bakugou's alpha status. When he'd found out he was good at rescue work, Sero had focused a lot of his efforts into becoming a better rescue hero and that included taking psychology classes as well as first aid. He was even studying to be a fully registered EMT before the end of the school year! Everything was telling him that Bakugou was dropping but... That couldn't be right... Could it? No... No there was no way. But... But all the signs were there though... Could he really be...?

[UglyFeather]

Kaminari was reaping in the affection and soaking up the words of praise, beaming his infectious smile. He couldn’t help his ears folding back in comfort and affectionately not only from the win but the close contact from one of his alphas, tail unconsciously wagging fast enough to be a blur to anyone else onlooking. “That was awesome! That has to be the best takedown yet!” snarks the blonde, smiling becoming blinding as he basically howls in achievement. Becoming stronger with his quirk made the electric blonde produce more electricity but less brain-dead moments were always a cause for excitement for him and anyone willing to listen.

Kirishima couldn’t help but jolt at the sudden contact from the pink head woman, his tail flicks like preparing for a sudden attack, he calms straight down when meeting the dark orbs of Mina. “Yeah, I guess so!” His usual bright smile flashes her way for only a second like to ease his own woes but obviously failing to convince himself. He looks towards Bakugous retreating form with obvious worry, eyebrows creasing, “Has Baku-bro gotten hurt? He doesn’t normally just walk away from proving he’s best….” Kiris voice purrs out, eyes never leaving Bakugos form. The flax redhead shakes off Minas hand taking a couple steps towards Bakugos retreating form, "Yo! Bakugo! Where are you going?!" his mussels in his calfs flex as his instincts scream at him to chase and run after his packmate. A feeling bubbles up in his chest and with a spark of adrenalin "Bakugo stop!" He growls, worried for his packmate.

[NicTheDjinn]

"Yeah! They never saw it coming!" Cheered on the pink girl, happy to both feed into and feed the omega's energy. It wasn't a lie either. Electricity was virtually impossible to dodge with how fast it could move so the villains had virtually no time to react and with the way Kaminari had grown in strength over time, his range was bigger than people usually realize. A blessing and a curse as this also meant friendly fire was easier with his larger range. His growth and the growth of the rest of them for that matter, hadn't gone unnoticed. Though they were far from the conventional pack, they were tightly knit and supported each other through all the hard times and celebrated together during the good times.

She was a little concerned by the reaction her touch got from Eijirou though. Perhaps he was still keyed up from the fight... Still, he settled right back down when he realized it was just her. Well, more or less. She knew him well enough to realize that he wasn't going to attack, sure, but 'calm' wasn't the right word either. Ah. Of course, that's it. "He's probably just tired, today was pretty rough. I'm sure he'll be fine after a nap or something." She assured, not wanting him to worry needlessly.

Hanta, on the other hand, picked right up on the fact that she was wrong and Kirishima was on the right track. There was something seriously wrong with Katsuki's behavior. All the signs were there... The way he moved, the dazed expression, the lack of response to his surroundings, even the single-minded way he moved towards the elevator and by extension his room. There was something seriously wrong here... This didn't look like the kinds of drops alphas could have sometimes. Those looked different, the energy was bigger, like a panic attack that built up into a breakdown. No... This had every classic sign of an omega sinking down into a drop.

A shiver skittered down his spin as Eijirou demanded to know where he was going. "Room..." The single-word answer was croaked, nothing about it seeming right. No false bravado, no telling him to mind his business, he didn't even speak loudly, the word sounding almost forced out of him. Something was wrong without question now as their pack leader continued to shuffle towards the elevator, looking more like a puppet being dragged by its strings than the confident young man they knew him to be.

"Hey... Kirishima, wait, I don't think---" But it was too late. He'd acted too late. The redhead spoke out again, firm and confident in his demand for their leader to stop.

The reaction from the blond was nigh instantaneous. No grumpy snap that he was tired or that he couldn't babysit them all the time like some may have expected from him. Instead, a stuttered gasp ripped from him, eyes fluttering as he literally dropped, puppet strings suddenly cut. His knees slammed onto the ground, the teen sitting on his legs in an uncharacteristic proper kneel, hands gracefully poised at his sides, palms up and limp, head tilted back, lips parted a touch, and half-lidded eyes staring off into the middle distance, completely unfocused. Leave it to Katsuki to uphold the alpha act well enough that even his pack didn't notice while also being able to present pretty and perfect enough to rival drop porn.

And so he lay there, presented with practiced beauty, heart hammering as he waited to be reprimanded like he always was. There was always something... A slight flow in his presentation, his inability to resist his natural instincts, his poor timing, there was always something. This time he was sure it would be particularly bad, he'd dropped right in the middle of the common room after all. Would Kirishima punish him? He was the one that issued the order after all. Oh, but he'd done as he was told so maybe not him? Would it be Deku then? He was the only one that knew, surely he would punish him, he knew he wasn't supposed to let people see.

[UglyFeather]

Denki couldn’t help but sinking deeper into Minas form as their dragon pack mate kept growing that more obviously worried, getting uncharacteristically quite as he watched their dragon quickly and unsuccessfully try to get their leader to cease his pursuit for shelter away from everyone. His Omega instincts just heightened his awareness of all those around them not within their own tight pack, to many eyes where lingering on them and in turn judging them. The electric blonde mind buzzes with jumbles of random words and letters, just trying to string together a sentence to calm down the red head before he caused more of a fuss.

The moment he opened his mouth to attempt to deescalate the situation though Kiris alpha command even though not directed at him made him freeze in place. The blondes jaw only dropping more as he watches in slow motion their prideful, strong and alpha like leader fall into the most gorgeous omegan position he had ever laid eyes on, eyes only focused on Bakugo. It only took him milliseconds to regain focus and himself fell the burning eyes in the room, focused and burning into the body of his leader, most confused yet others hungry.

Kirishimas heart instantly dropped. This isn’t what he wanted. He didn’t think this would happen. He just was worried. He just thought… the red head snapped out of it, body automatically and instinctively moves, his limbs not under his own control as his heartbeat returns but at a rapid pace as he rips off the fabric of his cloak to cover his now completely vulnerable powerful leader. The dark crimson fabric covers the spacy male, Kirishima throwing himself to the ground and pulling the smaller male face first into his chest. “Katsuki… I’m so sorry...” The male whispers under his breath, the redhead burying his nose into the blonde’s hair best he can whilst panically pulling him closer yet to his instincts not close enough, his hormones and mind running at miles per second as he whispers apologises under his breath.

Kirishima was in panic mode, the wafting scent of other alphas makes Kiri just hold Bakugo tighter and let out a throaty growl.

[NicTheDjinn]

The moth girl held the electric blond in closer, able to feel the tension building up in him. While she wasn't usually one to care much about some extra attention being placed on them, she was less happy about the tension in the rest of her pack. While Bakugou was well known for his aloof nature, this wasn't that. Even when tired, he always had enough energy to snip back at them if they were pestering them. This dazed zombie-like behavior was hard to brush off as just tired.

At the unexpected alpha command, she held Denki that much tighter only for her eyes to widen as she watched Bakugou react. A display of dominance against his own, even from Kirishima, was always enough to get a reaction out of him and while there was one, it wasn't the one any of them would have ever expected. The sandy blond had fallen to his knees with enough force to be audible from where they stood. She felt her cheeks warm at the blatant display of omegean submission, for a moment not even knowing what to do other than continue to hold Kaminari close.

Meanwhile, Bakugou knelt there, pretty as could be, awaiting the punishment he knew would come. He hadn't dropped in his room by himself like he was supposed to. He'd done it right out in public too. He hadn't been strong enough to make it back to his room and now he was being a burden like his mother always said he was. Katsuki found himself wrapped up in the familiar scent of his best friend. In spite of the comfort he was being offered, he didn't exactly accept it. He remained limp, not daring to touch back as he was apologized to over and over again. He felt safer than he ever had in a drop, but the shame still ate at him.

Sero was right there with Kirishima a second later, gently rubbing the alpha's back to comfort him while using the other hand to run through Bakugou's hair. "Look at how pretty you are... You're doing so good! Isn't that right, Eiji?" He looked at the alpha pointedly, trying to get him to move past his panic and take care of Katsuki like they did Denki. Their leader needed them to take care of him for once and they couldn't drop the ball on this.

The blond's eyes widened at the praise, staring at his pack's beta in disbelief. Praise? He was being praised?! This didn't make any sense! He'd dropped out in the open, in front of other people! He was being weak! An inconvenience! A burden! Why was he being praised for this...? He looked back and forth between the two of them, seemingly unable to comprehend what was happening. He even went so far as to tuck his arms against his chest rather than reaching out for the comfort as omegas would be expected to do.

The brunet jumped a little as they suddenly had company, the green crackle of electricity announcing the presence of a very rushed Midoriya. He'd slapped a very scarred hand over the elevator button, looking at the panicked little pack with wild green eyes. "Get him to his room." He ordered as calmly as he could, but it wasn't hard to see that he was struggling to keep himself in check as well. This was unusual behavior at this point in their training, of course, which spoke of how delicate the situation was.