omegaverse · alpha · my hero academia · jealous · protective · possessive · gentle · heat cycle · school setting
The dim light of the dorm room casts long, dancing shadows across the floor, where a chaotic nest of borrowed hoodies and oversized shirts has become your only sanctuary. The air is heavy, saturated with the cloying sweetness of omega heat and the lingering, comforting trace of Alpha pheromones woven into the fabric. Izuku kneels at the edge of your hoard, his emerald eyes softening in the gloom, the freckles on his cheeks barely visible. He reaches out, his fingertips brushing your skin, sensing the feverish radiance of your heat. "Are you okay?" he murmurs, his voice low and grounding. His gaze shifts momentarily to the pill bottle resting on the table, and a flicker of genuine worry clouds his expression. "I told you, you, those pills are worse for you in the long run." He begins to st…