mixingbowl | Piece of the puzzle, you're my missing part

Piece of the puzzle, you're my missing part

[It starts off as a normal day--well, almost normal. If it weren't for Todoroki being horribly sick and missing his classes, then it would've been just like any other day on the UA campus.

Still, his friend's been sick for quite a few days now, and Izuku can't help but worry about him. Once classes are out for the day, Izuku makes a beeline for the dorms, heading up to Todoroki's room and knocking on the door without hesitation.]

Todoroki-kun? It's me. [Hm, the door's unlocked. Izuku opens it as quietly as he can, peering at the lump on the bed when he steps inside.] Are you feeling any better?

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[Izuku hovers at his side the whole time, ready to move if Todoroki actually needs the extra support.]

Here you go. [Carefully, he moves the tray onto Todoroki's lap. The noodles and dipping sauce that had been in to go containers have all been moved to a plate and bowl, along with a pair of chopsticks.]

[He'll break apart the chopsticks- they're not perfect, so no good luck for him today. That's fine.]

Thanks.

[He likes his futon, but sometimes he wishes he had a headboard. It would be easier to stay standing with something supporting him.]

[Luckily, Izuku seems to pick up on Todoroki's difficulties fairly quickly. Scooting closer, until he's pressed up right beside Todoroki, Izuku curls an arm around his friend's waist, allowing himself to be used as the support for now.]

Better? [Some part of him feels like he should be more flustered and less willing to touch his friend so freely, but it's...strange. Izuku feels weirdly comfortable about this.]

A lot.

[Normally he'd flinch at that, wouldn't he? But not when it's Midoriya. Not now. Izuku's supporting most of his weight now.

Shouto just lets him be close as he takes a bite out of his food.]

[As shy as Izuku is about touch usually, none of his usual worries surface now. He's relaxed, as if something's drawing him toward Todoroki...]

Oh, good. [It's a soft murmur, and Izuku unconsciously leans in toward Todoroki to pick up more of his scent.]

[It's a little strange. The closer Midoriya is, the better he seems to feel. He'd question it, but he's too busy eating right now.

And besides, why look too far into something that's giving him comfort?]

... Stay close.

I will. [That's a request Izuku's all too happy to heed.

He stays put, letting Todoroki's warmth seep into his side as his friend eats. How strange. He's admittedly always liked Todoroki's scent, but there's something about it now that just makes him want to breathe in deeply and savor it.]

Thanks. [ There's always been something soothing about being in Midoriya's presence. But now it feels amplified a dozen times.

Something is different but he doesn't know what. ]

... I think I'm feeling better.

[Izuku hums, content as he leans more heavily into Todoroki's side. Now, there's even more contact between them and Izuku decides he likes it that way. He's feelling warmer, too, though he figures that's just from Todoroki's fever.]

You think so? Maybe you just needed a good meal to help the recovery along.]

Is that it?

[It feels like it's more tied to Midoriya than the food itself. Like him being here is draining away just a little bit of the fever.

But... there's a definite hunger in his belly that isn't for food. Like he needs something else and Midoriya is the one who can provide it.]

I think it's you. You're helping.

Really? [A pleased smile curves his lips upward, though logically, Izuku knows that doesn't actually make sense. Todoroki saying that, though, sends a rush of wamrth through him, bringing a flush to his face.]

Then I'll just stay here. With you. [There's a possessive edge to the way Izuku noses along Todoroki's neck now, lingering unthinkingly over the scent glands. It's...getting warmer in the room now, Izuku's positive of it. ]

[There should be a real reason that he feels better with Midoriya by his side, but he simply can't come up with one. But Midoriya is here and he'll stay.

Shouto shoves the tray off to the side and turns so he's essentially embracing his friend. He's burying his face in the juncture between Izuku's neck and shoulder. Why does he smell so much better? Almost intoxicating.]

You promise?

I promise. [Izuku replies, voice dropping low.

Giving up all pretense now that Todoroki's gone and embraced him like that, Izuku lets his arms slip around Todoroki, tugging him closer. He presses his nose to Todoroki's neck, breathing in the enticing scent with a giddiness that he can't really explain.]

Todoroki-kun...you smell really good. [With an uncharacteristic lack of embarrassment, Izuku whispers those words right into Todoroki's skin as he continues to nuzzle at the scent glands.]

[Midoriya smells good. Like warmth and safety and what a home should be. If he was thinking a little more clearly, he'd make a guess as to why.

As it is, he's still trying to deal with a fever.]

So do you. [He wants to wrap himself up in a blanket of his best friend. He wants to have his scent all over him.

He should've paid more attention when they were going over omegas in class. Alas, all of the signs aren't clear to him.]

[Meanwhile, there's Izuku, who took notes during the lecture on presenting, but completely forgets everything when he's confronted with the real thing. Not that he would've been studying the right set of notes anyway.

Instead of replying, Izuku just nips gently at Todoroki's neck, unable to resist when his friend's scent is telling him to do claim him.]

[Midoriya just nipped at his neck, like he's an alpha trying to claim an omega. That's silly though, Midoriya's a beta and he's an alpha.

So instead of pulling away or trying to stop him, he just offers up his neck. If there's anyone he trusts, it's Midoriya. The attention to such a sensitive part of him makes him hard.]

[For a moment, all he can do is stare. Todoroki's baring his neck like he's inviting Izuku to claim him. A wave of heat crashes through him at the sight, and before he can even think about it, Izuku's already nipping at the sensitive area again, eager and growing more aroused by the second.

Arms tightening around Todoroki, he drags him closer until Todoroki's practically sitting on his lap.

As dazed by the heat scent as he is, it doesn't even occur to Izuku to break away and check his notes.]

[Shouto didn't even bother to take notes. But this is... isn't this what alpha's do to omegas? They bite a spot on their neck and claim them as their own.

That's impossible for them, Midoriya is a beta.

But it feels so good. It feels good to have Midoriya's teeth on his neck. Sitting on his lap, sharing his warmth, it's like the fever doesn't even matter anymore.]

Midoriya... more...

[Bite harder, really claim him.]

Todoroki-kun... [With just a couple words, it feels like all of Izuku's instincts have been set on fire. If his omega is asking to be claimed, then who is he to deny him?

In any other situation, that thought alone would have raised the alarm. Now, though, Izuku just gives a soft little whine before he does exactly as Todoroki asks, sinking his teeth into his friend's shoulder, marking him. He has no idea why it feels so right to be doing this when he's a beta, but it does and that's all that matters right now.]

[ It's not magic, it's not binding (yet). But it does full Shouto with the dual sensation of relief and arousal. His alpha will claim him soon enough.

The thought escapes him just as soon as he has it. Instead focusing on physical relief. Which means rubbing his crotch against Midoriya's. ]

[It's almost too much, having this much stimulation all at once. With Todoroki's inviting scent filling his senses after the bite, and Todoroki rubbing against him, all Izuku can do is respond and give his omega what he wants.

Tightening his hold, Izuku surges forward, pushing him down onto his back so that he's covering Todoroki rather possessively.]

Todoroki-kun, my Todoroki-kun. Tell me what you want. [It's a struggle, getting the words out, like he's thinking through a fog.]

[Meanwhile it's not enough for Shouto. He wants more than just this, as good as it feels. His body is yearning for more. Midoriya inside of him, Midoriya claiming him. Midoriya. His alpha. His one and only.

It feels so good to be called his.]

Shouto. Call me Shouto. And... touch me more. Touch me everywhere. Make me yours.

[It has to be the fever speaking, but Shouto can't stop himself.]

Shouto. [As if Izuku could deny him anything as simple as this right now. (As if he could deny Shouto anything right now.)

Izuku braces himself on his forearms, caging Shouto in, and grinds down with his hips. His mouth kisses a trial up Shouto's neck from the bite.]

I'll make you mine. [He promises, and sucks at the skin just under Shouto's jaw. If he were thinking more clearly, he'd have stopped himself a while ago in
a panic at what they're doing. But with Shouto practically begging for his touch, stopping just isn't an option.]

[He whimpers under Izuku. The friction is good but it's not enough. He needs more than that if he's going to get through this.

But Izuku's promised him already. He'll be Izuku's soon- but he can't wait anymore.

Shouto's hands trail down Izuku's chest until they get to his crotch. His hands are trembling in excitement. It takes him several tries to properly unzip them.]

My Izuku. Fuck me. I need you.

[He'd be embarrassed at those words at any other time, but right now he's too wrapped up in his heat. It's hard to think clearly when all he wants is Izuku. Izuku's hands pinning him down, his cock inside of him. An embrace that's warm and loving and perfect for Shouto.]

[Any control that Izuku might have had left snaps with those words, his expression changing into something hungrier as he pulls back to look at Shouto.

His hands slip under Shouto's shirt to splay over his stomach possessively for a moment before he tugs at the shirt's hem, pulling it up.]

Take this off. [He demands in a voice that he'd hardly recognize in himself.]

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Deletes...that extra bracket :(

we can all play pretend

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