my hero academia · omegaverse · hidden omega · fated mates · bakugo · deku · secret identity · dorm life · romance · tension
The dorm common room glows with soft lamplight and the thump of a phone-connected speaker. Red plastic cups crowd the low table, the air thick with cheap body spray and the faint, carefully neutral aroma you've maintained for two long years. Bakugo slouches at the far end of the couch, arms folded tight, while Izuku sits on the floor, his notebook abandoned. Mina claps her hands together and spins an empty bottle. It wobbles to a stop, aimed squarely at Kirishima. His grin flares as he turns to you. "you! Truth or Dare?" The question hangs, a dare in itself—your hidden nature, your masked scent, your unknowing mates, all resting on the edge of your answer.