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Behind the Scenes: The Secret Omega CHAPTER 3 - Moving In

AO3 Link SUMMARY: Kimi meets up with a friend before moving in with her new pack.

CHAPTER 3 - Moving In

The next morning Kimiko called the Society to let them know that she had been accepted into the pack from the alphas she had left with yesterday. Her advisor was super excited, shouting over the phone how happy they were and what her next steps were. They sent over some documents for her to sign and told her they’d be in touch with the alphas as well so they didn’t all have to come back in. There were some questions about the living situation which she tried her best to answer but most of it was regarding security protocols that she wasn’t aware of. The advisor said they would just ask the alphas when they called and would reach out if they needed anything additional. 

Kimiko’s grandmother came out of her room shortly after she had hung up the phone and congratulated her on being accepted into the pack. She asked about how the dinner date went and Kimiko splurged details to her over tea and breakfast.

Wednesday morning, she went out to the local mall and waited for her friend, Naomi. When she called Naomi on Monday to tell her the news that she had been placed through the program successfully, Naomi insisted on a shopping spree to celebrate. She had also been placed in a pack through the program, so she knew that there weren’t many details Kimiko could give out, but she was still very excited to hear everything she could.

“Yoo hoo,” Naomi hollers from down the hallway. Kimiko turns around to find her, arms spread wide for a hug.

“Hey!” Kimi greets while walking over and hugging her. 

“It is so good to see you! I am so excited for you!” Naomi bounces as she hugs her, making Kimiko giggle.

“It’s good to see you too. I’m so glad I could meet up with you before I move in.” 

“Me too! We are going to have so much fun today!” She locks arms with Kimi and guides them further into the mall.

“You know, I really hope our alphas work together. That way we can meet up more often. Plus, I want to hear all the juicy details! It’s killing me not knowing who you’ve ended up with!”

“Oh my goodness, I know. I wish I could tell you everything. I guess now we know how we both felt when you got paired up.”

“Oh, this is torture,” she says dramatically. “But, I guess we’ll find out soon enough, and hey, if they don’t work together, we can at least find out at the next Society event.” 

“Oh, that’s true. I didn’t even think of that! Regardless, we still need to meet up for coffee or lunch or something as often as we can.”

“Yes!” Naomi agrees. “Okay, so where to first? I have some ideas in mind.”  They bounce ideas off one another before making a game plan about where to go and what to get. 

They go from store to store, looking at different clothes and items. Kimiko ends up grabbing a couple of new skirts and dresses, knowing that’s what the boys liked. Naomi takes the opportunity to do the same. As they start finishing up their shopping route, Naomi gives Kimi a playful look.

“You know where we should go?”

“Where?”

“Midnight’s shop!” 

“You know, that’s not a bad idea. Maybe I can find some cute lingerie for my mating night.” Naomi lets out a little squeal in response.

“That’s the spirit!” She says before practically ripping off Kimiko’s arm as they bolt towards the shop. 

“Well, well, well, look who it is,” one of the workers greets them as we walk through the door. 

“Hi Audrey,” Kimko says to the blonde girl behind the counter. “Good to see you.”

“Likewise, girlie,” she responds. “A little birdie told me that someone got accepted into a pack.” Her stomach sinks a little, concerned that her secret had gotten out. She looks to Naomi but she just shakes her head.

“Yeah, who told you?” she asks, concerned.

“Midnight, she said she’s friends with your pack mates and set some things aside for you in case you came in.”

“Oh, that’s awesome!” Naomi says, giving Kimkoi’s arm an encouraging little shake. “Let’s see what she picked out!”

“This piece here I think is going to be a winner,” Audrey says.

She hands Kimiko the package and she can immediately tell what she was implying. Inside is a lacey teddy bodysuit that had scalloped floral lace. The piece was crotchless and the back was completely open. The top could be tied around the neck but still gave plenty of space for any mating marks. 

“Pair this one of the garter sets and some cute stockings and I think you’ve got yourself a good piece for your first night with them.” 

Audrey starts laying out some of the other pieces for Naomi and her to look over. One of the things that catches her interest is a strappy set that has cuffs that attach to the thigh pieces. 

“Ooh, this is really cute.”

“I’ll say!” Naomi agrees. “I want one of those!”

“There are some more over there if you want to grab one” Naomi gives an excited squeal and saunters over to the wall to grab herself a set of thigh cuffs. Kimiko giggles as she oohs and aahs over some of the other pieces.

“How much do I owe you for everything?” Kimiko asks Audrey.

“Nothing,” she says cooly. “Like I said, Midnight put these to the side for you. Said the only thing she wanted from you was to give them a good time or something like that.” Kimiko blushes and gives an embarrassed laugh in response.

“Ok, I can do that. Please tell her thank you for me.”

“Can do, girlie.” She hands her the bag across the counter and Kimiko takes it while Naomi places her items on the counter to be purchased. She opens the bag again, taking another look at some of the items.

There’s a variety of items, butt plugs, cat ears, some stockings, all of which keep a tinge of pink on Kimiko’s cheeks. While she knows what these things are and how to use them, the thought of using them with her new mates has her both nervous and excited.

Naomi’s transaction finishes and soon she’s adding her new bags to the collection she has around her arms.

“Ok you two, have a nice day and Ison,” Audrey pauses.

“Yes?” 

“Enjoy,” she says with a wink. Kimiko’s blush deepens and she mutters a thank you as they leave. 

“I’m getting so hungry! Do you want to grab some lunch?” Naomi asks.

“Yeah, I’m getting pretty hungry too. What are you in the mood for?” 

“I’m down for anything, I just really need food and quick!” She practically flings herself onto Kimi, grabbing her arm. Laughing at her dramatics Kimi starts walking towards a restaurant nearby that she knows will have good food.

“Ok, I know just the place!” 

Soon, they’re seated at a table, bags tucked next to them and under the table. Kimi feels a little bad buying so much, but knowing that it’s for her new packmates eases her worries.

“So,” Naomi prompts. “Now that we’re somewhere a bit more private, what can you tell me about your new pack?”

Kimi takes a second to think. Since she can’t talk specifics, she has to find a way to give some sort of information to appease Naomi while also not giving too much away. She can’t tell her how many members are in the pack, how old they are, their names, anything that she could normally tell a friend. After taking a few moments to think, she has an answer.

“There’s a cat.”

“A cat?!” Naomi responds, clearly happy she was able to get some bit of an answer.  “Ohmigosh I am SO jealous! Do you have a picture or anything?”

“No, I wish, he’s a major cutie!” 

“Awww, well next time I see you, you owe me double the cute cat photos!”

“Ha ha, ok,” she laughs. “That’s only fair.” 

“Are you going to be moving in soon?” 

“Yeah, fairly soon. It ended up working with my grandma’s moving schedule.”

“That’s right,” Naomi says. “I forgot. She’s moving in with your aunt, right?”

“Yeah! My aunt was kind enough to offer her a place when my grandfather passed. She’s got a spare room because her oldest moved away for college. It’ll be nice because Grandma doesn’t get a chance to see that side of the family much.” 

“Oh, that is nice! Do you have a lot of younger nieces and nephews?”

“A couple. I think the youngest is about 8 or 9.”

“Oh, that’s nice. She’ll probably love that!”

“Oh, totally!” The waitress brings over food that they ordered earlier and Naomi gives a quick thank you before starting to ravenously devour her plate.

“Ah, this is so good!” she says through a mouthful of food. Kimi giggles as she starts to eat. 

“Mmm, this is good,” she says after taking a particularly good mouthful.

“We should meet up here more often when you’re settled in.” 

“That’s not a bad idea. This place isn’t super far from-,” She stops, realizes what she’s saying, and quickly adds more food into her mouth. Naomi gives her a knowing look from across the table and she gives her a smile.

“Sorry,” she starts. “I shouldn’t be pushing for info so hard. I just really want to make sure that you’re in good hands. After everything you’ve been through and all you’ve done to get here, you deserve a good pack.”

Touched by her words, tears start to form in Kimi’s eyes.

“Naomi,” she trails off.

“Oh, hun. I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to make you cry.”

Kimi looks at her, trying to stop her emotions from billowing out of her.

“It’s ok. It’s just. You’ve been there for me through all of this and I’m just so grateful. A lot of people were really harsh about me going through this but you understood and stood by me through everything. Gosh, I wish I could tell you everything right now, but just know that I’m in a very good pack and I’m going to be ok.”

Naomi sniffles and starts to tear up.

“Ok,” she tells her. “I’m so glad.” She grabs her hand across the table and they share a meaningful look before Kimi gives a small laugh and wipes away her tears. Naomi mirrors her actions and goes back to eating. They chat some more while finishing up their meals. As they pay their tabs, Naomi’s phone buzzes.

“Oh, that’s my alpha. Looks like I need to head back.”

“Ok, sounds good,” Kimi responds. “I needed to meet up with my alpha as well.” They embrace in a tight hug wishing each other behind before moving on with the rest of their days. 

It’s Friday when Kimiko arrives back at her new home. Her things had been dropped off the day before, so she only carried a small duffel bag with some clothes and toiletries in it. Shouta had stopped by her grandmother’s house on Wednesday before his patrol, to drop off her new keys and papers with all the codes and info about her new home.

Kimiko’s grandmother had tried to get him to stay for tea but he politely declined, saying he had to get his patrol. When he left, Kimiko’s grandmother remarked she liked Shouta making Kimiko feel proud about her choice.

Throughout the week, she occasionally texted her new pack mates, getting updates on when movers would be by to pick up her stuff. They also chatted about how their days went and sent over some photos of Sushi. Kimiko couldn’t help but feel cheery about how well they were all getting along. The week seemed to move so slowly for her, but soon enough Friday comes and she’s trying to figure out how to input the codes into the security system correctly. 

After having to put in the codes a couple of times, she was soon entering the home she had just so recently been upset about leaving. Sushi greets her at the door with a stretch and a curious meow. After rubbing all over her legs, he starts purring when she reaches down to pet him. 

“Hi, Sushi,” she sing-songs. “How are you doing?” He doesn’t answer but does direct her toward the living room. A note is left on the coffee table in the middle of the room.

Kimiko, welcome home!

We took some time to put away all of the things that were delivered since it was just a few boxes. We’ll bring back dinner around 6. Please make yourself comfortable, there’s a surprise for you waiting on the bed.

Love,

Your Alphas. ♡

“Thanks, Sushi,” she says making her way to the bedroom. Her duffel bag gets onto the very large bed and she notices some folded-up shirts by the pillows. There were a couple of black shirts seemed to belong to Shouta and some graphic tees that were presumably Hizashi’s. Though her instincts wanted nothing more than to have her alphas near her, she picks up one of each shirts and takes in the scents that were pouring from them. It was good enough for now. 

After a couple of moments of taking in their scent, she takes the opportunity to give herself another quick tour of the apartment, wondering if anything had changed since the last time she had been there. Sure enough, the plethora of blankets and pillows she owned had been dropped off in the living room and her other belongings were put away in the kitchen and bathroom. There was also a new dresser in the bedroom for her to put her clothes away in. She takes her time to empty the bag and put her things away nicely.

Skirts were a popular choice between the two, so she stocked up on a variety of those when she had gone shopping earlier in the week. Off-the-shoulder tops were another pick she thought the two of them would like, especially since they would show off the new markings she was hoping to get tonight. Her hand grazes over the area at the thought. She sends a text into their group chat saying that she made it into their home successfully. They respond back with positive messages and she decides to start getting ready for their arrival.

Pulling out one of the nice lingerie pieces she had gotten, she places it on the bed, excitement building. It was the lacey teddy bodysuit that Midnight had picked out for her. She planned on putting it on after a bath, wanting to hide it under one of Hizashi’s tees and one of the skirts she had gotten. After laying everything out on the bed, she headed toward the bathroom. 

Hopping into the large bathtub in the master bathroom, Kimiko starts prepping herself for the evening. Every inch of her was scrubbed and she made sure to make everything smell pleasant. She dries off and gets dressed, doing her best to try and hide the lingerie underneath the clothes. Afterwards, she finishes primping herself and heads toward the kitchen. Taking stock of what was in the pantry, she finds that there are just enough ingredients to make some chocolate chip cookies and gets to work.

By the time the alphas get home, the cookies were being placed onto cooling racks, and the whole house was covered in their delicious aroma.

“Welcome home,” Kimiko greets the two as they walk into the kitchen. “Thought you two may want some dessert after dinner.”

“Wow. Those smell amazing!” Hizashi says, walking over to grab one. He’s stopped by Shouta who gives his hand a small slap. 

“Don’t ruin your appetite. Plus, those look like they just got out, they probably need to cool.” He places the bags containing their dinner on the counter. 

“Those do smell good though. Thank you for making them,” he says, before walking over and giving her forehead a small kiss. She blushes in response, happy for the show of affection. Shouta’s original stern demeanor had her concerned that it would take a while for them to get where they are right now. Happiness blooms in her chest at the realization that’s not the case. Shouta catches onto the sweet, happy scent leaving her and gives a small smile.

“Sorry, Kimiko. Hizashi just can’t control himself around sweets.”

“Oh, sorry,” she replies, nervous she did the wrong thing.

“I’m not!” Hizashi blurts out. “My cute little omega comes with cookies? I’m in heaven.” Shouta chuckles and starts taking out everyone’s dinner from the bags. 

“I just realized! Is that my shirt, princess?” Hizashi asks, wiggling his eyebrows at her.

“Yes,” she says with a smile. “It smelt good so I just decided to put it on.”

“It looks good on you, huh, Shouta?” Hizashi says, standing back to admire the view.

“Nah,” Shouta says, taking in her appearance. “My shirts are better.”

She giggles as he winks at her and goes back to unloading the bags. Hizashi shakes his head and comes to hug her from behind. Happily, she accepts the hug and enjoys being encompassed by her alpha. She gives his arms a good squeeze and she’s met with an enthusiastic squeeze back.

“You are just too cute!” Hizashi exclaims. Shouta watches the two of them hug and catches Kimiko’s eyes. Releasing Hizashi, she moves over to Shouta and wraps her hands around his waist to hug him as well. 

“I hope you guys had a good day.” The men give noncommitted shrugs and nods.

“Could’ve been worse,” remarks Shouta. Unsure of how to respond, Kimiko gives a small nod and smiles. Deciding to try and keep things positive, she responds,

“Well, I’m just glad it wasn’t bad then!” 

She grabs some plates and quickly sets the table as Shouta brings the food over. Soon they’re all having dinner at the table next to the kitchen and talking more in-depth about their days. 

“I think some of the kids are just still upset you expelled them all, Shouta.”

“You expelled all your students?”

“He did, but they were all brought back the next day.”

"So many of these kids are self-sacrificing,” Aizawa says, irritation flowing through his words. “Often, they confuse being self-sacrificing with being suicidal. So I gave them what they wanted, a 'death' so to speak. It refocuses them into working harder for their future," he explains to Kimiko.

“Yeah, but Nezu’s never going to let you pull that again,” Hizashi teases. 

Shouta nods before taking a sip of his drink. A sense of joy flows through Kimiko as she learns more personal details about their lifestyles and work. She feels proud to know that they feel comfortable enough to share such information with her. Shouta finishes off his drink and locks eyes with Kimiko.

“So, little omega,” he starts. Her heart does a little backflip at the recognition. “How would you like this evening to go?”

“Oh,” she blushes a little, thinking about the lingerie set that’s hidden underneath her clothes. “Um, if it’s not too forward, I would really like to be marked by the both of you tonight, if you’re comfortable.” 

“Eager, are we?” Shouta taunts, causing her face to start heating up. The two men sitting across from her share in one of their usual silent conversations before Shouta breaks the silence,

“I think we can arrange for that.” Kimiko slightly shuffles in her chair and smiles wide, eyes diverted towards her now-empty plate.

“Why don’t we take things easy though and start by getting comfy on the couch,” recommends Hizashi. “Plus, there are some cookies calling out my name that I just have to get my hands on.” With a giggle, Kimiko stands up and helps collect the plates before heading into the kitchen with Hizashi. He grabs the plate of cookies and offers his other arm out to her. Accepting it, she allows him to guide her into the living room onto the large couch. Shouta stays behind in the kitchen to take care of the dishes. She tries to protest but Hizashi remarks,

“You’ll have plenty of time to take care of chores later. Allow us to take care of things for tonight.” Reluctantly, she agrees as he takes a seat to her left.

“Thank you for being so welcoming, I really appreciate it.” Hizashi gives her a dramatic sigh in return which makes her concerned that she offended him.

“I think I’m just going to have to start calling you honey because you are too sweet,” he shoots his signature finger guns at her and she can’t help but to laugh and blush.

“You guys are too. I was worried that I would end up with some really old creepy guy. I’m glad that’s not the case.” She places her hand on his arm and Hizashi smiles.

“Me too, hon. Although, I’m dying to know who else you had to interview with. Who else we beat out, ” he whispers out the last part.

“Yeah?” she giggles. “Well, let’s see. First was Best Jeanist, which I only know because my grandmother is a huge fan and was practically fangirling the whole time he was in the room.”

“I can see why, he’s always so put together.”

“Right? She loves ‘dapper’ men, so she knew it was Best Jeanist right away,” she giggles, remembering how surprised her grandmother was.

“Then I believe Mr. Kamihara was next, very polite guy.”

Hizashi’s eyebrows lock together as he thinks of who that could be.

“Oh! Edgeshot!”

“Was it really? He looked nothing like he does in his hero costume. I guess I could see his whole face too so maybe that’s why I didn’t realize.” Hizashi smiles at her comment as she thinks of who was next.

“Oh,” her face scrunches up as she remembers. “They did have me interview with a very wealthy businessman. Don’t remember what his name was, but he gave me the creeps.”

“Oh yeah, how so?”

“I can’t really describe it. Not sure if it was his demeanor or the way he kept looking at me but something about him made me sick to my stomach.”

Hizashi nods and puts a comforting hand on her thigh. She tries to hide the fact that it has her instincts screaming with excitement. 

“Then came Gang Orca and Shisido. Hard not to know who they are. They were usually in my district so it was interesting to be paired with them.”

Hizashi hums in acknowledgment.

“They were funny though, both wanting to know if the other was interested in picking me.” “That makes sense,” Hizashi comments. Kimiko looks at him a bit puzzled by the response. “They’re very competitive with one another. Makes sense it wouldn’t stop here.” 

“Mmm,” she hums. “Yeah, that does make more sense now. And then the last one before you guys was Mr. Toyomitsu. He was very friendly and they brought in extra snacks for him which I super appreciated.”

“Did you not eat at all?” concern blasts from Hizashi’s question.

“No, no. I did. Just not a big meal. The little snacks they gave us were all I had throughout the day.”

“Oh, hun.”

“No, no. It’s ok. Like I said they gave extra snacks for this guy so I was able to get some food and then when you took me out for dinner it took everything in me not to stuff my face.”

Hizashi groans. “I can’t believe they didn’t feed you, that’s just wrong.”

Shouta walks into the living room, just slightly hearing the end of the conversation.

“Is everything okay? Did you not like dinner?” Kimiko slightly startles and spins around, not having heard the man approaching them.

“Oh, no. Sorry, it’s not that-” she rushes to assure him, but Hizashi cuts her off.

“She hardly ate during the interviews. Poor thing was chomping at the bits when we took her out.”

“No, really. It’s ok. I was expecting that, I promise.”

Aizawa makes a displeased noise which has her shrinking into herself. 

“Ok, well don’t feel a need to wait for us to eat or anything like that. This is your house too, we want to make sure you’re comfortable.”

“Ok, I will, I swear.”

He gives her a small smile and takes the seat to her right. She adjusts herself so she can easily turn her head between the two of them. Hizashi takes the chance to grab a cookie from the tray and takes a bite.

“Oh my god , Kimiko. These are incredible.”

“I’m really glad you like them,” she says, giggling when he shoves two more in his mouth. Shouta sighs from behind them,

“You’re going to choke.”

“MoUG ImpH Ought,” Yamada jokingly responds. He swallows a large amount of cookie in his mouth and sticks out his tongue. Kimiko jokingly reels back in disgust and then notices chocolate on the side of his mouth,

“Um, you have a little chocolate right here.” She points at the corner of her mouth and giggles. 

“Well, why don’t you come and take care of that?” he says suggestively while dramatically wiggling his eyebrows. She giggles again and leans forward. When she reaches out her hand to wipe off the chocolate, but he grabs it,

“Nuh-uh-uh. No hands,” he teases. A surge of confidence rushes through her at his challenge and she closes the rest of the distance to give a lick to the corner of his mouth. He takes the opportunity to sneak in a kiss. Giggles escape Kimiko’s mouth before she deepens the kiss. After a few moments, she pulls away for air.  

 Hizashi’s dopey grin greets her and she blushes. 

“So beautiful,” Shouta says from behind her. Pride fills her chest at his comment. Her instincts claw at her mind, happy that her alpha thinks she’s pretty.

“Could I get a kiss as well?” he asks. 

She nods and readjusts herself so she’s on her knees facing him. He grabs her chin and helps guide her toward his lips. She reaches her arms out to his chest to support herself better as the butterflies rush to her stomach. A small gasp escapes her, which he takes notice of, and smiles into the kiss more.

 Her instincts claw at her chest as she savors the kiss from her alpha. Trying to soothe the feeling, she places a hand on her chest. Noticing the movement, Shouta pulls away.

“Too far?” he questions.

“Not at all,” she answers breathlessly. 

“Good,” he responds, giving her a little peck on her forehead. 

“Gosh, you both make me blush so much!” she jokingly complains and both her alphas laugh.

“Sorry,” Shouta says. “You just look very cute when you blush. Makes me want to do it more.”

“Gosh,” is the only response she can think of. 

“Shouta, I must say, when we originally met, I thought you were just a very quiet person. Now, I know you were just waiting to speak until you could find the right words to melt me.” Both alphas laugh again at her comment.

“You got that right,” Hizashi agrees and she turns to face him. 

“Just wait until he gets you in the bedroom. He’ll say things to me that I can’t get out of my head for weeks.” A rush of heat shoots to her core at his comment. Her instincts fill her mind with all of the things he wish she’d say to him.

“Oh, gosh,” she says, jokingly scared.

“Don’t be fooled,” Shouta says, “Hizashi’s got quite the mouth on him too.”

“I should probably just write my obituary now then,” she jests in response. The guys laugh and Hizashi starts staring at her lips again. Shouta notices and decides to take charge of the moment. 

“Well, little omega. If you’re ready, we can get started with the events for this evening.” PREVIOUS | NEXT

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Behind the Scenes: The Secret Omega *CHAPTER 4 - New Experiences

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SUMMARY: Kimi gets marked and spends the evening with her two new alphas. *incoming spicy scene*

*CHAPTER 4 - New Experiences

“Well, little omega. If you’re ready, we can get started with the events for this evening.”

Kimiko takes a second to think before making eye contact with Shouta and nodding. 

“You gotta use your words, little omega,” he prompts. She smiles at the familiar phrase and responds eagerly.

“Yes. I’m ready.”

“Okay then,” he smiles. 

“Hizashi and I were talking about how best to do this and I think the best thing would be to do both marks at the same time. I’ll be behind you, marking your right side and he’ll mark from the front on his right side. Make sense?”

She takes a moment to think about the placement, envisioning how it’ll look. Shouta patiently watches as she nods in response. When he doesn’t seem to react to her movement, she realizes her mistake and quickly responds. 

“Yes, that makes sense.”

He smiles, happy she’s catching on to his request.

“Okay. We should probably line up the bites and make sure everything looks good before actually going for it. Are you going to be ok if we take our time doing this?” His voice comes out a bit huskier, warming Kimiko’s core.

“That’s completely fine, take your time,” she says, trying not to make it apparent that his words are affecting her.

“Also, before we begin, I have a confession to make,” Shouta says, voice still low.

Kimiko’s head slightly cocks to the side and she waits for him to continue. A hint of nervous waves hit her as she realizes his shoulders are tense. 

“I know that we’re probably going to get very close tonight and I just wanted to come clean about something. I know I told you that I’ve never been with an omega before, but you’re also the first woman I’ll have been with -” he trails off.

“Oh,” a relieved sigh leaves her.

“That’s ok. This is all a first for me too, remember?” She grabs one of his hands and looks into his eyes. 

“Like you said earlier, as long as we communicate what we want or need we should be good, right?”

His eyes soften as she watches the tension leave his shoulders. The smile on his face melts her heart.

“You’re right. Thank you, Kimi,” the nickname causes her heart to flutter. She’s been called it plenty of times before by her friends and family, but something about the way he says it makes it feel extra special. Hizashi shuffles behind her and she feels his hands wrap around her waist. 

“Mm, Kimi. I like that nickname, it’s really cute. Can I call you that too?” Kimi giggles as she gives his arms a quick squeeze.

“Of course. You can call me anything.”

“Careful what you wish for, hon. Wasn’t kidding when I said Sho’s got a mouth on him. It's quite rare to see him so soft like this. He’s normally quite scary,” he teases. Shouta gives his partner an unpleased look and rolls his eyes. Hizashi laughs in Kimi’s ear at the reaction, sending chills down her spine. 

“I’m probably going to pay for that later,” he whispers playfully.

“Mmhmm,” Aizawa retorts. 

His eyes seem more predatory now, seeming to size up Hizashi. Kimi gets nervous, thinking they may start to challenge one another. Just as quickly as the thought comes to her, it leaves when Shouta’s eyes start scanning Kimi’s face before landing on her neck. She can tell right away when he notices the little bit of lacey undergarment peeking up from the back of the shirt. His head slightly cocks to the side as a small smirk graces his face.

“You might not be the only one testing the waters tonight, ‘Zash.”

Kimi slightly bites her lip as she feels Hizashi look towards her neck. He looks to Shouta who merely raises an eyebrow. She knew the secret was out the minute Shouta placed the smirk on his face.

“Do you have something you’d like to share, omega?”

“Um, yes,” she says sheepishly. “I, um. I got something special to wear for tonight. For the mating bites-,” she trails off. Her hands go to the bottom of her shirt, but Hizashi places his hands on hers, making her startle.

“Sorry, but, do you mind if I do the honors?” He gives Kimi a genuine smile, but she can also see a glimpse of hunger in his eyes. His gaze burns her to the core, she bites her lip again and nods. She takes a moment to be thankful he doesn’t correct her for not speaking up but figures it’s because he’s excited.

Her fingers move up to make it easier for him and he pulls the shirt upwards, exposing the top of her lingerie set. Bumps rise on her skin as it prickles from the cold, but the stares of the two alphas are enough to get her to start warming up.

“Fuck,” Shouta deeply groans. “That’s quite the surprise. Did you pick this out just to rile us up?”

She blushes and nods. 

“Midnight picked it out, but I thought you’d like it.” 

“ I certainly do,” Hizashi says as he moves in front of her to get a better view.

“You look very pretty, Kimi,” Shouta says. Shyly, she looks away,

“Thank you.”

Hizashi moves back behind Kimi and lightly rubs up and down her arms. As his hands move from her arms to above her chest, he leans into her ear.

“May I?” he asks.

“Please,” she whispers, wanting nothing more than to give in to her desires.

Hizashi grabs handfuls of her breasts in response, causing her to moan out before he starts kissing her neck.

“You are so stunning,” he quips. He deepens the kiss on her neck and the feeling goes straight to her core. A small gasp escapes her and she pushes into the kiss.

“That feels good,” Kimi breathes out.

“Yeah, honey? I’m glad.” He continues to kiss her neck, then makes his way up to her chin and eventually her lips. After a couple of kisses, he brushes his tongue against her bottom lip. She opens her mouth more and turns her body to make the kiss easier. Their tongues meet with one another and start to dance around each other’s mouths. Eventually, Kimi breaks off for some air and turns her head to find Shouta staring at them with a smile on his face. 

A surge of confidence floods her. She wraps a hand around his neck and brings him to her lips. He cups her cheek in response and they share another breathtaking kiss. As they pull away, she realizes that she’s the only one who’s down a shirt.

“Um, do you mind if I ask you guys to take off your shirts as well? I just feel a bit exposed right now,” she asks, looking between the two men.

“Not a problem at all, love,” Hizashi says with a playful tone. 

He slowly pulls up his shirt, exposing his chest before fully taking it off. Kimi watches intently from over her shoulder, taking in all of his features.

Hizashi is lean but his chest is well-toned, which has Kimi practically purring at the sight. Her eyes wander over his chest and abs before dipping down to his waist. His pants hang low, showing off a trail of hair leading to his crotch and a lightly defined v-line. Her heart rate quickens as the urge to touch him increases. He gives her a playful chuckle,

“Like what you see, honey?”

“Yes, I do,” she responds. He grabs her hand, spinning her around to face him, and placing her hand on his chest. She looks up to him for permission to continue.

“Go ahead,” he says with a wink. Smiling, she lets her hands trace over his chest and down his abs. She enjoys how firm it feels, yet there’s just enough give to make it perfect for hugging and cuddling. 

Waves of citrusy scent pour from Hizashi as he enjoys being admired by his omega. Keeping her hands on his chest, Kimi places her head on his neck and properly scents him. He does the same causing waves of safety and happiness to wash over her. They pull back and grin at one another before exchanging another quick kiss. 

“Why don’t you turn around and watch Sho’ now?” Hizashi prompts. “He’s so fuckin’ hot, just wait.”

Excitedly, she does what she’s told and spins around eagerly in Hizashi’s lap. Shouta regards both of them with an eye roll before pulling his shirt off and tossing it next to Hizashi’s unceremoniously.

“You weren’t kidding,” Kimi says to Hizashi over her shoulder. The man in front of her looks like he was sculpted by an artist. His chest and abs are chiseled and well-defined. It almost looks unreal to Kimi, even with the scars that scatter throughout his chest. 

“Told you so,” Hizashi jests as he playfully pushes her up towards Shouta. Bashfully, she looks at him and hovers her hands over his pecs.

“May I?” She mimics Hizashi’s earlier question. Shouta smiles and gives her a small laugh.

“Yes, you may.” 

She closes the connection between her hands and his chest. Her fingers are met with firm muscles that radiate strength and power. Slowly, her hands run up and down his chest, savoring the feeling of his solid muscles. 

Her head falls to Shouta’s neck to also properly scent him. The teakwood aroma he radiates washes over her as he takes his turn scenting the omega. Pure alpha surrounds her, making her feel even more secure and protected. She places her legs on either side of his, straddling him as her hands continue mapping out his muscles. 

“Now, now, omega. Don’t forget that we have something we need to take care of before we get too ahead of ourselves.”

“Sorry,” she says quickly before pulling away. “I don’t know what came over me.”

“It’s quite alright,” his voice gains a slight rasp that has Kimi flushing. 

“Why don’t we take care of marking you and then we can finish what we started, hm?”

“I’d like that very much,” she breathes out. 

“Alright then, let’s get all lined up.” 

The two alphas get comfortable on the couch and begin to align themselves on either side of Kimi’s neck. After a few giggles and adjustments, both alphas are lined up and practically panting on her neck.

 She feels herself practically dripping over the fact that she has two alphas on her. Hizashi’s citrusy scent and Shouta’s teakwood aroma have her head starting to feel fuzzy.

“Ok, I think we’re all good to go, you ready?” 

She practically plummets out of the clouds her head was in and locks up when she realizes what’s about to happen. Concerns of whether the mark will hurt and if she’s ready for this start to fill her head.

“Kimi?” Yamada’s voice snaps her out of her thoughts. He’s still hovering over her neck, not wanting to lose his place, but waves of concern pour from him.

“Sorry,” she squeaks out. 

“I’m ready.” She feels a hand on her thigh but fights looking down to see who it is so they don’t lose their spot. 

“You’re still tense, little omega. We’re going to need you to relax to prevent accidentally hurting you,” Aizawa gently tells her.

“Ok, sorry,” she responds tightly, trying to focus on her breathing. The hand on her thigh begins to lightly stroke up and down while another hand starts rubbing her back. 

“Why don’t you count down from 10 for me?” Yamada says as a command.  

“Ok,” she says through a breath and then starts counting down. Like his previous command, she simply feels inclined to go along with what he’s asking. Nothing feels forced and she feels more at peace by following what he’s asking of her.

“... three… two… one.”

 Both alphas clamp down on Kimi’s neck, marking her. There’s a huge pull in her chest and a wave of euphoria crashes over her. 

Kimi’s vision goes white and her head becomes completely foggy. A sense of peace courses through her veins as muffled voices fight to gain her attention. Recognizing she’s deep in omega space, she tries to bring herself back. She lets out a shaky breath and feels the fogginess slowly start to dissipate. As she becomes more aware of her surroundings, the voices start to become more clear and she recognizes them as her alphas. 

“Kimi? Kimiko!” Her eyes burst open with a sharp breath as she realizes her two alphas are staring at her. 

“I’m sorry,” she says, slightly out of breath. “That was just a lot.” 

“Are you ok?” Hizashi immediately responds. Distress is written all over his face as waves of concern pour from him. She nods and tries to breathe, her neck still stinging from the bites. 

“I’m ok, I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to scare you. I think I just went really far down really quick.”

Hizashi lets out a breath but Shouta still looks her over. 

“Don’t be sorry, honey,” Hizashi responds, relief starting to replace his concerned waves. 

“Ok, sorry.” 

He quirks his brow at her and she lets out a small laugh, causing her to wince at the stinging. She goes to reach for it but Shouta grabs her wrist before she can make contact. 

“Don’t touch it.” She stares at him, a bit shocked that he’s holding her wrist. 

“You don’t want it to get infected.” 

“Oh, right. Sorry.” Hizashi lets out an exasperated laugh, grabbing her attention from her wrist to his smile. 

“I am going to kick that nasty little habit of yours, honey.” 

Her heart sinks at his words. The first night with them and she’s already done something to make him upset. 

“I’m sorry-” she starts, but he’s quick to interrupt her. 

“That!” Shouta lets her wrist free from his grasp and she gently pulls it to her chest. 

“Stop apologizing, honey.” She stares at Yamada, dumbly. 

“You have nothing to apologize for.” She breaks eye contact with him as the words sink in. An apology almost escapes her again, but she’s quick to swallow it back. Taking a second to process his words more, she simply says, 

“Okay.” 

It feels weird, not responding the way she normally does, but deep down she knows that he’s right. 

“Don’t worry, I’m not upset. I just want to make sure you know you don’t have to apologize so much.” 

“Ok, sor-,” she catches herself as she’s saying the word and starts her sentence over. 

“Ok. I’ll try my best.” 

“That’s all I ask for, sweet thing.” Blushing at his words, her chest fills with warmth from the praise. 

“You’re sure you’re ok?” Aizawa asks her.

 “Yeah,” she says, a bit quieter than intended. Realizing her answer didn’t fully appease him, she decides to explain further. 

“I just felt this wave of emotion hit me and everything went white. Then I realized that I was floating really deep in omega space. I think it was just overwhelming for me at the moment, but I’m fine now. Promise.” She smiles wide and watches some of the tension leave his body. 

“Thank you for walking me through that, by the way. It really helped.” Her alphas smile back at her. 

“Of course, honey. We’re more than happy to help.” Hizashi gives her a small wink and she feels the warmth in her chest again.

 “We should probably get these closed up sooner rather than later,” Shouta notes.

“Oh, yes. Of course.” She proudly presents her neck to both of them so they can lick the wounds close.

“That’s a good omega,” he responds, and her heart flutters. Her face is completely flushed as the two men get back in position and start licking the wounds. Since they waited a little bit, the marks should be a deeper color which makes her stomach flutter at the realization.

Shouta pulls back to examine the mark and judging by the look on his face, she can tell that he’s proud of himself. 

“Does it look ok?” Kimi prompts. 

“You look stunning with our marks, omega. It’s good to see you claimed.” He runs his thumb over his mark and she can’t help but shutter.

“So sensitive,” Hizashi teases before doing the same thing on his side. Her mouth falls open and her heart rate quickens. The marks on her neck have her feeling far closer to her alphas and she can’t help but want to explore those feelings.

“Mm, Kimi. I can feel how excited you are,” the primal tone Hizashi uses has her breath hitching. His hands start to trail up and down her sides. She wants to feel embarrassed by how worked up she is, but she finds herself feeling exhilarated instead.

“Sweet omega,” Aizawa coos, grabbing her full attention. “Are you interested in going further with us tonight?” 

“Yes,” she breathes out before adding, “Please.”

“Such good manners. Ok, we’ll give you what you need,” he coos. 

“Hizashi and I decided earlier that he’ll go first to make sure you feel good since he has more experience. Then I’ll get my turn with you if you’re okay with that.” Shouta’s voice is dark and she can’t help but be entranced by his words.

“Yes, alpha,” she responds. The reaction from the two males is immediate. Shouta shifts in his seat while Hizashi lets out a small groan.

“Fuck, honey,” Hizashi whines from behind her. “It’s taking everything in me to not jump you right now.”

“I wish you would,” she replies, much to her surprise. Hizashi lets another little groan at her words and looks up to Shouta. 

“Let us know if you need us to stop for anything. I promise we won’t be upset.” 

“Yes, alpha. Thank you.”

Hizashi is the first to react, pulling her back and leaning over her to capture Kimi’s mouth with his. He takes the opportunity to nestle into her neck against his mark, sending small jolts down her spine. His hands roam up and down her arms before moving across her chest. She pushes herself back into him more, enjoying the feeling of his hands on her. She can feel herself growing more hot as he massages her breasts, giving them nice, firm squeezes and running his hands over her nipples.

His hands soon move to her sides, gliding up and down, massaging her breasts when he gets to them. Her hands reach up and make their way around his neck as he starts to move his hands to the top of her skirt. He runs his fingers along the top of the skirt, having them meet on the small of her back. His hands splay out as they run farther down her ass. Applying light pressure, he continues his massage over her ass without fully grabbing it.

“Sho,” Hizashi says to his partner over her shoulder. “We need to get her on the bed, I need to taste her immediately.” A jolt of pleasure runs through her core as his words sink in.

“Kimi, turn around and wrap your legs around him. I’ll help you both stand up.”

A few giggles and the readjusting of limbs later, they’re making their way towards the bedroom. Kimi can feel Hizashi’s hard length rubbing against her as she kisses his neck and chin.

 Looking over his shoulder, she’s met with Shouta’s earlier predatory stare. She smiles and shrinks into Hizashi’s neck more. He winks at her and she feels herself practically melt.

In no time, they’re in the bedroom and Hizashi gently places Kimi on the bed before capturing her lips. He takes the opportunity to start rubbing up and down her arms and back. She let out small little gasps and moans, enjoying the feeling.

“Feels that good, baby?” Hizashi asks.

“Yes,” she gasps and bites her lip, embarrassed by her tone. Shouta walks up beside them and lightly grabs her chin, running his thumb along her lower lip.

“Those sounds you make are so beautiful, please don’t hide them from us.”

She nods before responding meekly, 

“Ok.”

“Fuck, so perfect,” whines Hizashi before pulling off her skirt. 

She watches as his eyes roam over her body and pauses when he realizes the teddy she has on is crotchless. Shouta notices his partner’s pause and follows his eyesight, breath hitching when he also notices. Having their eyes on her has Kimi feeling a bit self-conscious but they’re quick to change that.

“You’re practically dripping, honey,” Hizashi groans. 

“So gorgeous,” his partner moans. Hizashi starts rubbing circles up and down Kimi’s legs, making her breathless again.

“Would you like ‘Zashi to make you feel good, omega?”

“Yes, please,” she pants.

“Such manners, good girl.” The compliment makes her core throb, eliciting a dark chuckle from the male.

“Ok, I’m going to sit against the headboard and I want you to sit in my lap so ‘Zashi can get to work.”

“Ok,” she agrees before moving into position between the two. 

Shouta lets Kimi sprawl out in between his legs and Hizashi crawls up to her like a man starved. 

She expects him to immediately start eating her out, but instead, Hizashi starts rubbing up and down her legs, leaving behind a trail of kisses. Shouta in return, rubs up and down her arms before caressing her breasts, causing her to gasp. She revels in the new sensations, loving the attention.

Hizashi sees his opportunity to start leaving teasing kisses around her pussy, breath ghosting over her skin.

“Alpha… please,” comes the plea he’s been waiting for. 

“Please, what?” he asks with a smirk. His eyes are locked on with hers and the darkness that’s creeping into them has her weak. Having him between her legs feels equal parts thrilling and embarrassing. 

“Alpha,” she pants and shifts around a little. “Please, make me feel good.”

 Immediately, he dips his head and licks along her slit, causing her to gasp at the new sensation. The feeling of his tongue is a bit weird and new, but it sends sparks of pleasure through her. 

He gets to work continuing to lick up her slit, applying pressure to her clit when he reaches it. She finds herself rocking her head back and panting in Shouta’s arms. He pulls the string that is holding up the top part of her teddy and lets her breasts hang free from the top. 

“Keep making those noises, omega. You’re doing so good,” says Shouta from behind her. He continues massaging her breasts, taking his time to tease and play with her nipples. Her hands grip the sheets as they both touch her, lost in the pleasure they’re giving her.

“Fuck,” Hizashi moans. “Omega, you taste so good.” 

She blushes at his words and squirms a little. Hizashi moves up a little to start sucking on her clit and she starts squirming from the intensity of the pleasure.

“You ok?” Shouta asks. Hizashi stops what he’s doing and looks up through his lashes at Kimi.

“Y-yeah,” she breathes out. “Just, new. Feels really good though.” 

Hizashi hums which sends sparks through her and she goes back to panting and moaning. His hands are on her thighs, grabbing them and rubbing random patterns. He continues licking as he moves one hand closer to her folds before rubbing her clit with his thumb. She moans out as he continues to circle her clit before rubbing up and down her opening.

“My sweet omega, have you ever been fingered before?” Hizashi asks Kimi, taking her by surprise. She knew that’s where things were headed, but didn’t expect to be asked about it.

“Um, not by anyone else, just me. Sorry,” she admits, embarrassed about her lack of experience. The reassuring hand on her thigh startles her a little. 

Hizashi has his brow cocked as she realizes that she’s said sorry again. His gaze softens and he strokes his fingers up and down her legs reassuringly. 

“Let me know if anything hurts or if you want me to stop,” he tells me, his thumb stroking her thigh. 

“I will.” He gives her a genuine smile that has her heart racing.

“Good girl, thank you.” 

Hizashi lightly rubs his thumb over her clit, sending her head back into Shouta’s chest.  Shortly after he slowly inserts one of his fingers into her. His finger slowly starts to pump in and out of her, sending sparks of pleasure down her spine. She clenches around him when he slightly curls the finger. 

“Ah,” I gasp. “That feels really good.”

“Yeah, baby? Is there one spot that feels really good?” He moves his finger around as he asks, but he’s not quite hitting the spot that drives her crazy.

“Yeah, but it’s further in.”

“Mmm,” he hums. “I may need to open you up a little more then. Think you can handle two, hon?”

“Yes, thank you,” she pants. He grins and removes his finger before replacing it with two. There’s a familiar slight stretch that makes her head roll back on Shouta’s chest.

“So good,” he coos at her. After a few thrusts of his fingers, Hizashi finds her G-spot and she clenches down hard.

“Right there, baby?”

“Yes,” she moans out. He kisses her thigh as he continues to rock his fingers up against the spot. A huge spike of pleasure surges through her and she finds herself getting worked up fast from the attention of the two alphas. 

“I-I. Alphas… fuck. I-” Hizashi stops his ministrations as he hears her struggle.

“What’s wrong, do we need to stop?”

“No… please no. Don’t stop. I’m, just… I’m already… close.”

“Well, let’s hear it then,” Shouta says, surprising her. Hizashi takes the chance to continue what he was doing. 

“Come for us, omega,” he coos.

His words have Kimi rolling her eyes and arching her back through her first orgasm with her alphas. Hizashi thrusts his fingers a couple more times, working her through it before lapping up her orgasm from his fingers. He lifts himself from between her legs and leans over to kiss her. She hesitates a little at the new flavor but deepens the kiss once she gets used to it.

“Ok, honey. Why don’t we let Sho’ take care of you now?” Her pussy clenches on air as she nods her head eagerly. She readjusts so she’s against the pillows and headboard. Hizashi tugs on the bottom part of her teddy.

“Can we take this off, princess?”

“Or course.”

 She helps lift her hips so the teddy can be removed and readjusts herself. Hizashi sits to the side of her and Shouta is between her legs. It’s hard not to feel so exposed right now, but she finds that she’s surprisingly more comfortable than she thought she’d be.

“Ok, Sho’. Let’s see if you can get our sweet omega to cum again,” Hizashi says with a wink. 

Kim can tell Shouta’s a bit nervous but they lock eyes and he seems to relax a little. He starts by rubbing patterns into her legs and kissing them until he gets to her pussy. He gives a hesitant lick to the outside like he’s testing the movement. before licking from her slit to her clit. 

She moans in encouragement and it seems to work. He starts licking in the same spots that Hizashi just was. Only then does it dawn on her that he wanted Kimi to sit in his lap so he could watch what Hizashi was doing. The thought makes her throb.

She can hear Hizashi whispering to Shouta but can’t make out what they’re saying. Another hand gets placed on her thigh and she leans forward to see what’s going on. She watches as Hizashi trails up her leg to Shouta’s hand and then guides it to her clit. He maneuvers Shouta’s thumb over her clit and helps to apply just the right amount of pressure to have her genuinely moaning.

Words of encouragement and praise are passed along between the two men. Kimi’s head starts to get a little foggy and her mouth feels like it’s permanently open.

The rest of his fingers lightly stroke the skin above her clit in a circular motion. After a few moments, he moves his hand so he’s stroking in between her folds. His touch is just a bit too light, causing her to giggle, but she tries to help him out.

“You can be more firm, it’s ok. Too light tickles.” He stopped stroking when she was talking, but her guidance has him stroking again with more pressure. She lets out gasps and sighs as his movements make her more wet. He rubs around her hole causing her to arch up a little and she can tell that makes him nervous.

“She likes that,” Hizashi softly encourages Shouta. The man grins and continues circling which starts to drive her crazy. She wants him to go farther, but he continues stroking and circling her hole. At one point, his finger slightly dips into her center and she gasps.

“Sorry,” he says, pulling his hand back. She reaches up and grabs it, trying to reassure him.

“No, no. Please,” she begs. “I want to feel your fingers inside me.” She bites her lip and looks away, a bit embarrassed by her confession. When she looks back, he’s smiling at her.

“Of course, omega.” She releases his hand and he swirls around her folds a little bit before slowly sticking his middle finger into her. She gasps and moans at the feeling. Waves of pleasure start to roll through her as he slowly pulls his finger in and out. Kimi watches Hizashi whisper something in his husband’s ear. The finger inside of her starts to curl against her walls and she practically starts panting.

“That feels good,” she encourages through her pants. Shouta smiles at her and uses his other hand to rub over her clit. He continues his ministrations a few more times before Hizashi chimes in.

“You’re so wet, little omega. Are you ready for two fingers?” She bites her bottom lip and nods.

“Yes. Please,” she moans.

Hizashi moves from the bed to stand right beside Shouta, rubbing up and down his chest while he watches the scene from over his shoulder. He whispers something into Shouta’s ear before they both look down at Kimi. Shouta adds another finger making all three of them groan.

“What a good omega,” Hizashi coos, causing her to clench around Shouta’s fingers. He hums in response and keeps working her with his fingers. After a few more whispers in his ear, Shouta starts to scissor his fingers, stretching her walls. The familiar floatiness of her drop starts to creep in and the realization makes her startle. The two alphas above her check in on her but she brushes it off.

“Please, more. I need more,” she pants. They seem placated by her words and continue working her up. More whispers are exchanged until Shota finds her G-spot. She moans out, head stretching back and back arching more. 

“There she is,” Hizashi coos. Kimi feels him place his hand on her pelvis and push down. Suddenly Shouta’s fingers have more pressure on her G-spot and she starts whimpering in response. Pleads leave her mouth as Shouta continues working his fingers in and out at a slightly quicker pace. Her orgasm builds up quickly again before suddenly releasing. Praises and groans come from her alphas as she floats a little in omega space before coming back down. She looks between the two of them, eyes a bit glossed over. 

“That felt really good. Thank you, alpha.” Shouta gives her a small chuckle in response.

“I’m glad, omega.” He then holds up the hand he was just fingering her with and offers it to Hizashi who quickly licks it up. Her core clenches as she watches them. Hizashi gives a small moan before locking eyes with her.

“Think you’re ready for more, honey? You certainly seem wet enough,” he teases. 

She bites her lip in nervousness and sits up on the bed. She feels confident knowing that she could say no at any time and they would stop. It surprises her that she doesn’t want them to stop. This is all new to her and she’s slightly scared about what comes next, but her nerves are soothed by knowing that her alphas are taking every step they can to make her feel comfortable.

“We also don’t have to do anything more if you don’t want to,” Shouta chimes in. “I understand if being marked just worked you up and you needed a little release.” 

Her heart soars at his words. She feels more safe and secure, making her more confident with her decision to move forward. 

“No, I do want more. I’m just nervous. This is all so new, but going slow has been helping, thank you.”

“Ok,” Shouta says. “We can keep going slow then.”

“Unless you want us to speed up,” Hizashi teases, sticking his tongue out. Shouta gives him a shove, making the pair laugh. She then realizes that both men still have their pants and boxers on. Scooting closer to the edge of the bed, she reaches out to both of their abs and splays her hand out.

“You’re both still wearing pants,” she jokingly pouts.

“Yeah, honey? What are you going to do about that?” Hizashi jokes back. 

Turning towards him, she rubs up and down his sides before gaining a surge of confidence to unbutton his pants and pull them down. He steps out of them and kicks them to the side. His boxers are tented and she’s face to face with his cock. Looking up, she grabs the band of his boxers and mimics her previous action. 

His cock bobs out of the boxers, standing to full attention now that it’s been released. She can’t help but notice how long it is. It could probably beat out some of the toys she owns. She reaches her hand out and grips him, giving him a slow pump. 

This was something she had done before. Her ex requested she jerk him off a couple of times, so the movement was familiar to her. Shouta chuckles next to her and she’s pulled away from her thoughts. 

“How about me, omega?”

Smiling, she excitedly removes his pants and boxers like she did with his partner. A slightly shorter, thicker cock greets her as she lowers his boxers. 

“Oh my gosh,” she comments. Making them both laugh.

“Hey,” Hizashi teasingly pouts. “I’m big too!”

“Yes, you both are. It’s kind of intimidating,” she responds. Aizawa gives her a soft smile, caressing the side of her face.

“It’s ok, omega. We’ll take care of you, ok?” Entranced, she nods. A beat passes before she remembers to vocalize her thoughts.

“Ok, thank you.”

“Why don’t you lay back,” Hizashi recommends. “I know it’s traditional to present, but I think for your first time this will be a more enjoyable position.”

 Nodding, she scoots back on the bed. Shouta makes his way above her, kneeling over her legs. Hizashi takes his place behind him again before tapping her legs.

“We’re going to need you to open up, honey.” Bashfully, she does as she's told, opening up for them. Shouta grabs onto her legs, then directs them around his waist. A wave of nervousness leaves her again. Though she's had plenty of toys in her, this was still all so new and she starts to spiral with concern. Thoughts of if she's doing things right, if she looks sexy enough, or if this is going to feel good flood her head.

Aizawa catches on and places a reassuring hand on her hip, causing her to jump a little.

“You ok, Kimi?” Hizashi checks in.

“Yeah,” she replies weakly. “I just- am I doing ok?”

“You’re doing amazing, honey,” he reassures.

“You’re stunning,” Aizawa adds. Their words soothe her and she relaxes again. 

“Those audios you mentioned at dinner, they talk you through how to care for yourself during your heat, right?”

Blushing, she responds with a yes and a nod.

“Would it be helpful if we talked you through this? Like we did with your marks?” she quickly nods.

“Yes, please.”

“Of course, princess.” He leans over and gives her a quick kiss which she reciprocates. His fingers run up her leg and towards her core again. “I’m going to make sure you’re still wet for me and then I’m going to get myself wet with your slick, ok?” 

Her heart flutters and she lets out a small noise of agreement. He does exactly what he says, fingering her a little more so she's just as wet as he needs her to be. Her hands find their way to his arms, enjoying how firm they are and how secure they make her feel. 

“Ok, omega. I’m gonna get myself wet now before I enter you, ok?”

“Yes, alpha,” she responds, the words easily flowing from her mouth. He grins and she feels his blunt tip runs up and down her slit, collecting her wetness. Her breaths shorten in anticipation. He catches her opening a couple of times, causing her to unconsciously clench. 

Hizashi whispers some swears behind Shouta and Kimi watches as he slowly strokes himself. 

Shouta catches her attention, locking eyes with her.

“Are you ready?” he asks seriously, making sure he gets her full consent. She feels another hard pull in her chest that shoots up to his bite mark. Her answer comes easily to her,

“Yes, please. I’m ready.”

“Ok. I’m gonna start pushing in, ok?”

“Please,” is her quick response. 

He then starts to guide himself towards her entrance and she feels as he rubs himself on her a couple more times before starting to push in. While there’s no pain, she subconsciously clenches again, preventing him from going farther. 

“Are you ok, is it too much?” he immediately checks in.

“No, it’s ok, I’m just nervous.” Hizashi’s hand rubs up and down Kimi's leg reassuringly.

“You’re doing so good, honey.” 

She starts to relax again as she feels more of Shouta push into her. The feeling is both familiar and new to her. Butterflies fill her stomach as nervousness and excitement flow through her.

“Fuck,” Shouta groans out. “That’s a good omega. You’re taking me so well.” Kimi throbs at his words and he continues his descent in.

“Fuck, and you grip me so well. What a good girl.” 

After he’s about halfway, he stops because she clenches down hard.

“You ok?” 

“Yeah,” she pants, catching her breath. “Just getting used to it.” He rubs small circles on her hip in response.

“Ok, just let me know when I can go again, ok?”

“You’re doing so good, honey,” Hizashi adds, still slowly stroking himself. 

His words go straight to her heart and she's soon relaxing from the praise. After a moment, the small bit of pain she was feeling subsides. 

“Ok, you can keep going,” she says to Shouta. 

He smiles and continues pushing himself inside of her. Soon, their hips are flush with each other and Kimi clenches at the realization.

“What a good girl,” Hizashi comments, making her walls flutter.

“So good, look at you, so full of me,” Shouta comments. Kimi throbs again at their words. Shouta pulls out a little, dragging his cock against her walls. 

“Fuck,” she moans as pleasure courses through her.

“Oh, feel good?” Hizashi asks with a small chuckle, but she can only nod back. Shouta slowly pumps in and out of her, not wanting to hurt her. Soon though the pleasure builds up and has her craving more.

“Please, more, I need more. Please, alpha,” she begs. 

He reaches forward, grabbing her waist before thrusting into her faster. Kimi lets out a chorus of moans as he continues to make her feel good, hitting all the right spots.

“Yes, alpha. Fuck, yes,” she continues to moan out. 

“Look at me,” Shouta commands. 

She’s not sure when she closed her eyes, but she opens them to see his face plastered with pleasure. Hizashi is next to him, stroking himself in earnest, mouth open.

“Fuck, honey” he moans out. “You look so good, doing so well. Fuck, you look so good.” Kimi clenches at his words, making Shouta groan.

“Alphas, my alphas,” she calls out. 

Shouta picks up the pace and her eyes roll back. Omega space creeps up on her faster than she can push it away and soon she's diving into the familiar floating feeling. Her eyes glaze over and she can’t help but moan and pant at every touch and thrust. 

Any words she tries to form come out incoherent and she's held captive by the pleasure. Shouta readjusts his angle and without warning, she tumbles over the edge, orgasming all over her alpha’s cock.

As she comes down from her drop, she realizes that she felt Shouta pull out, but didn’t feel him finish. Looking up at her two alphas, she sees both of them with their release over each other’s hands. It appears that they helped one another cum once she orgasmed. The room is filled with heavy breathing and blissed-out faces.

“You with us, little omega?” Shouta asks her, soothingly rubbing her leg. She nods while answering,

“Yes, sorry. I dropped there.” 

“You were so pretty,” Hizashi comments, making her smile.

“Thank you. That felt really good, thank you,” she directs towards Shouta who gives her a heartfelt smile.

“I’m glad you enjoyed yourself.” She smiles back and focuses on steadying her breath.

“Well,” Hizashi starts. “I think that’s enough excitement for tonight, hm? Why don’t we clean up and then get ready for bed, yeah?” Shouta and Kimi look at each other before nodding in agreement. 

“Stay here, princess. ‘Zashi’s going to get you a towel before you get up.” 

“Ok, thank you, ‘Zashi.” The man in question comes back with a warm, slightly damp towel a couple of moments later and helps Kimi up. She thanks him again before he passes the towel to Shouta and helps her up.

“Why don’t you go ahead and take the first shower while Shouta and I get the bed ready for bed, yeah?” She quickly agrees and speeds away to the bathroom.

A couple of minutes later, she's showered and letting her hair out of her shower bonnet in the bathroom. Shouta comes in, still naked, and smiles as he watches her put her hair up.

“Doing ok?” he asks. 

“Yes, thank you,” she responds with a grin. “Shower’s all yours if you want it.” He gives her a little nod before starting the shower back up and stepping in. Heading back into the bedroom, Kimi finds Hizashi finishing up, adding a new cover to the duvet.

“Thank you,” she says, causing him to look up.

“Not a problem at all. Just didn’t want to sleep in our sperm, you know?” She giggles at his comment.

“Was everything ok with you? I feel like I didn’t get to spend too much time with you tonight?”

“Yes, honey,” he says, voice soft. “This evening was nice and to be honest, I wanted it to be more about you and Sho’ spending your first time together. I can steal you away whenever I want and have some time with you.” He sticks out his tongue at her and she blushes.

“Ok, I just wanted to make sure you were satisfied.”

“Oh, honey. I was plenty satisfied. It was really hot to see the two of you exploring one another and sharing that moment with one another.” Her heart warms and she moves around the bed so she can give him a quick kiss. He deepens it and grabs her hip, pulling her closer. They spend a couple of moments savoring each other before he pulls away.

“Don’t want to get too worked up,” he jests. She giggles back and they separate. Shouta comes out of the bathroom, hair damp, and a towel around his waist.

“Alright, ‘Zash. Showers free.” 

“Thanks,” he quips before passing by Kimk. She takes the moment to go over to the dresser they set out for her and put on a pair of short silk pajamas she brought with her. When she returns to the bed, Shouta has put on a pair of boxers and works on towel-drying his hair. Kimi sits on the opposite of the bed, watching him. He pulls his head up from the towel and gives her a knowing look. 

“Thank you again, that was really nice.”

“I agree. Thank you for sharing that with me. I’m very happy to have you in our pack.”

That pull in her chest comes back and she smiles, tears coming to her eyes. 

“It feels really good to be here,” she comments. He smiles at her again and gets back to drying his hair. From where she's on the bed, she can see both Shouta and Hizashi in the bathroom. Her eyes move between them and slowly she gets lulled by their movements. Soon, her eyes start to droop and a wave of tiredness falls over her. She finds herself falling in and out of sleep, but she doesn't have the energy to do anything about it. She recognizes that she's being talked to but can’t make out the words so she lets out a tired,

“Huh?” There’s a chuckle before she's guided under the covers by Hizashi who is now somehow behind her. She is a bit confused but just accepts it and crawls under the sheets before being surrounded by warm bodies. Letting sleep completely overcome her, Kimi falls asleep for the night with a smile. PREVIOUS | NEXT

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Paws and Effect - A Ghost/Reader/Soap Hyrbid AU fic.

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Summary: Soap was convinced that Ghost was hiding something. He was dead set on a secret missus tucked away in some flat in London. Nothing could have prepared him for the truth. A cozy little farmhouse, far removed from the chaos of their world, and a… fluffy cat? The biggest shock yet? The cat’s true identity.

Soap was certain that Ghost had a missus back home. His first clue? Ghost’s uniforms. They were always crisp and well-pressed. Don’t get him wrong, he was sure the big man knew how to use an iron, but there was something suspiciously meticulous about the way his clothes looked when he would come back from leave. Pressed to perfection, not a single wrinkle in sight.

Not only were they clean-pressed, but there was that scent that drove Soap’s nose crazy. It wasn’t just your standard laundry detergent, there was something warmer, floral, something… homey. Soap had sniffed every brand of detergent he could get his nose on, but nothing quite matched the lingering fragrance that was on Ghost’s clothes.

He tried asking once, tossing out the question casually. “So, you got a missus waiting for you back home, Ghost?”

The man barely spared him a glance, shaking his head. “Just a cat,” he said. His tone was even, but Soap swears he could see just the faintest twitch of a smile under his mask. 

What really got under his skin was how the rest of the 141 played along. When he pressed Gaz about it, all he got was a shrug. “He’s not lying, mate. He’s got a cat.”

Price wasn’t any better. “Sounds about right,” he said, offering nothing more. Soap wasn’t buying it though, because every so often he’d get another clue. 

Like when he overheard Ghost chatting with someone on base. He kept mentioning how she was doing, whether she was planning to visit soon and no matter how hard he tried, Soap couldn’t shake the feeling that she wasn’t a cat. It was always just vague enough to be brushed off, yet it gnawed at Soap’s curiosity. 

The final clue was the phone calls. Ghost wasn’t the type to waste time on mindless chatter, but every now and then, he’d slip away with his phone, voice low and private. One night, Soap happened to walk down the hallway towards the rec room at the right time. He didn’t mean to eavesdrop… kind of. It just so happened that he could hear Ghost’s voice from where he so happened to be standing.

“Yeah… I miss you too.”

Soap nearly fell out of his pants. He finally caught him, but he couldn’t let him know. He needed something more solid and he had to find out just who this girl was.

Going back to square one, he decided to take another swing at asking questions. “So Ghost, what’s your cat’s name?”

Ghost barely looked up from his cards. Soap had figured the team’s weekly poker game was the perfect time to catch him off guard. It seemed like a solid plan so far, but Ghost was just as unreadable as ever.

“Callie,” Ghost answered simply.

Soap narrowed his eyes. “What kind of name is that for a cat?”

Price leaned back in his chair, gaze darting between Soap and Ghost. “Why do you care so much, Johnny?” he asked his tone a mix of curiosity and amusement.

“I don’t, I just-,” he huffed. “Look, I just know he’s full of shite, alright? There’s no way all he’s got at home is a bloody cat. And what’s worse is it that you lot seem to know it too.”

Across the table, Gaz snorted. “You sound jealous.”

Soap scowled. “I am not jealous. I just find it hard to believe.”

Before he could finish, Ghost’s phone buzzed.

The whole room went still.

Ghost barely reacted, checking the screen with his usual impassive air before typing out a quick response. Then, just as casually, he slipped his phone back into his pocket and placed his cards down with a satisfying ‘plap’.

“That was the cat,” he said flatly, revealing a full house. “Gotta make a call.”

Gaz nearly chokes on his drink, bursting out laughing. Price just sighed, leaning over to pat Soap on the shoulder. “Just give it up, mate.”

A month later, the task force was on the road, making their way back to base after a grueling week-long mission a few hours away. It was far too late for them to be out and exhaustion was starting to settle in. They had pushed to get back, desperate for their own beds, but the further they drove, the harder it was for everyone to stay awake.

“Why don’t we just crash at my place for the night,” Ghost offers, calm but firm. From behind the wheel, Price glances over, considering it for a second before nodding. 

“Sounds like a plan,” he says, speeding on into the night. 

Soap perks up immediately, practically bouncing forward to stick his head between the front seats. “Wait, we’re going to L.T.’s place?”

Ghost sighs, already regretting his offer. “On second thought…”

Soap playfully shoves his shoulder. “Aw, don’t be like that,” he grins. 

“It’s been a while,” Price cuts in, his voice carrying a note of familiarity. “It’ll be nice to visit again. Bet a lot’s changed since I was there last.”

Ghost doesn’t respond right away. Instead, he turns his gaze toward the dark scenery outside. “You have no idea…” he murmurs.

Soap blinks. “Wait, ye’ve been before, Captain?” 

Price nods. “A few times.”

From the back seat, Gaz casually raises a hand. “As have I.”

Soap reels back, scandilized “What?” he whines. “How come everyone else has got an invitation ‘cept me L.T.?”

Ghost cocks his head to the side, sizing up the Scotsman with an air of amusement. “You’re too rowdy. You’ll scare the cat.” 

Price and Ghost exchange a knowing glance, only adding fuel to the fire in Soap’s burning curiosity.

Soap huffs, flopping back into his seat with exaggerated indignation. “Unbelievable,” he mutters under his breath.

He turns his attention to the window, watching as the darkness of the countryside stretches endlessly around them. The road was essentially empty with vast, open fields on either side. Every so often, a streetlamp would flicker by, offering the briefest glimpse of the world outside before swallowing it back into the shadows.

Yet, despite the tranquil scenery around them, Soap’s mind was far from resting. If everyone had been to Ghost’s place before, that meant that there was definitely something worth seeing, something he was hiding. He was determined to be right. Ghost had a bird.

Further into the drive, Soap catches glimpses of distant lights moving across the fields. They bobbed and weaved in a uniform rhythm, eerily synchronized for lights, flickering through the darkness.

“Farmer’s dogs are out,” Ghost comments, his voice low and unreadable. “Must be chasin’ something.”

Before Soap could get a proper look at whatever something was, the car veered onto a narrow side road, cutting off his view.

“You live near a farm?” he asks, watching as the scenery shifts.

Ghost grunts an affirmative, offering nothing more. Before he could press any further, Price turns onto a long, gravel driveway, the tires crunching softly against the stones. 

Soap leans forward again as a modest yet charming farmhouse comes into view. A small porch light bathes the front of the house in a warm glow. It looked, cozy. Not how he would think one would describe Ghost’s home.

“That’s yer place?” he asks, heavy skepticism coating his tone.

Once again, Ghost merely grunts an affirmative. Then, with a slight edge to his voice, he adds, “Make sure you mind your manners.”

Soap smirks. “What, ye worried I’ll scare the cat?” Soap teases. 

The joke earns him a hard glare from the masked man, the kind that makes it very clear that he is treading on thin ice. Price parks up close to the house before anyone can say anything further. 

After stepping out, Soap takes a chance to look at his surroundings. The house was wrapped in lush greenery, flowers spilling over from well-kept garden beds and climbing trellises. It was once again a stark contrast to the man who owned it, comfy. And yet, it only fueled Soap’s suspicions.

They had barely grabbed their bags when a blood-curdling screech tore through the quiet night.

Soap froze, immediately on edge. “What the hell was that?”

A deep, guttural meowl followed and it felt long, drawn-out, and wrong. It echoes from somewhere near the tree line, making Soap’s pulse quicken.

Ghost barely reacts, simply glancing towards the forest. “Cat must’ve got out,” he mutters before heading toward the house.

Soap hesitates. That didn’t sound like any cat he’d ever heard.

Something about how Ghost said it so casually and dismissive sends a shiver down his spine. With a quick glance toward the others, he hurries after Ghost, not keen on lingering outside any longer than necessary.

Stepping inside, Soap was immediately hit with a wave of warmth and comfort. The living room was the exact opposite of what he had expected. Big, inviting couches piled high with plush pillows and blankets, soft lighting that cast a golden glow across the walls. Nearly every surface was adorned with plants, their vines spilling over shelves and trailing toward the floor in lazy curls.

And then there was the pet bed. It was huge, nestled in the corner like a throne. Soap stared at it, utterly surprised. “Just how big is your cat?”

Ghost’s answer dies on his tongue as another ungodly screech echoed from outside, this time followed by the unmistakable snap of jaws and a furious chorus of barking dogs.

Soap flinched, whipping toward the window in time to see three of the distant lights streaking past, tearing towards the forest with breakneck speed.

“Sounds like they caught whatever they were after,” Ghost says flatly, completely unfazed. 

Soap turns to him, concern plastered on his face. Slowly, Soap takes a step away from the window.

“Right,” Ghost continues as if nothing had happened. “One of you will need to take the couch. Guest bed’s not big enough for three.” 

Just as the words leave his mouth, a sudden noise comes from the kitchen. A faint but distinct shuffle, the sound of movement where there shouldn’t be any. Every head snaps toward the doorway. The team had faced enemy fire, brutal missions, and near-death situations. But after the week they’d had, their nerves were still wound tight, instincts sharp.

Suddenly, soft, quick footfalls break the silence, followed by a chorus of eager meows barreling into the living room. The team exhales, shoulders loosening as the true source of the “intruder” revealed itself.

“There she is,” Ghost says, his voice uncharacteristically warm as he kneels down.

A fluffy black cat, with a mosaic of white and orange splotches, practically launches into Ghost’s arms. Immediately a cacophony of loud, rumbling purrs fill the room as the cat chirps and rubs their head all over the masked man.

“There's my girl,” Ghost coos as he rubs a finger under the cat's chin. 

Soap swears he can see the damn cat smile, purrs growing even louder as it presses into the touch, completely and utterly smitten with the masked man.

“She's looking nice and healthy,” Price comments, watching the affectionate display.

At the sound of his voice, the cat perks up, ears twitching as it twists out of Ghost’s hold and trots over to rub against Price and Gaz’s legs. Both men reach down to scratch at its soft fur, their hands easily finding familiar spots.

“I forgot how soft you were,” Gaz chuckles as it twirls between them, soaking up the attention. Then, as if suddenly noticing the extra presence in the room, the cat pauses. Its bright green eyes land on Soap, studying him with a quiet curiosity. It tilts its head slightly, ears twitching as it takes a hesitant step forward. 

Soap freezes, glancing at Ghost who gives him a small nod.

“Let her sniff your hand,” Ghost instructs. 

Frowning slightly, Soap peels off his glove and extends his hand, palm up. The cat looks to Ghost first, as if waiting for some kind of confirmation. Ghost turns his attention to the cat, cocking his head to Soap. “That’s Soap,” he tells it, low and steady.

At that, its ears perk, and its tail flicks before it closes the distance, giving his hand a few, careful sniffs. Then, as if making its final judgment, it presses its head into his palm, purring into the touch.

“Soap, this is Callie,” Ghost says simply. “Seems she likes you.”

Soap blinks down at her as she gazes up at him with wide, trusting green eyes. Any lingering suspicions, theories, or conspiracies vanish in an instant. Ghost was telling the truth. There was no secret missus waiting back at home.

Just this cat. 

Callie.

“She’s a beaut,” Soap admits, scratching gently behind her ear.

Ghost gives a short nod. “Yeah.”

After another moment, Callie stretches lazily and trots back over to Ghost. She lets out a long, dramatic yawn before hopping effortlessly into his waiting arms, nesting into the crook of his elbow with a satisfied purr.

“Looks like she’s had a long night,” Ghost remarks, stroking her soft fur. “We’re gonna turn in, regroup in the morning.”

A murmur of sleepy agreements passes through the team. Ghost gave one last nod before retreating toward the downstairs bedroom with Callie still draped in his arms like a queen.

There was some lighthearted bickering over who got the couch, but Soap eventually ends up being the one collapsing onto the plush sofa. The second his head hits the pile of soft pillows and blankets, sleep takes him. For the first time in a long, long time, everything feels strangely peaceful.

The next morning, Soap stirred awake to the low murmur of voices drifting from the kitchen. The warmth of the blankets still clung to him, and for a moment, he considered rolling over and slipping back into his peaceful sleep. The tempting scent of fresh coffee ends up winning out and he stretches with a groggy yawn. He pushes himself upright, blinking blearily at the cozy living room around him before making his way toward the voices.

As he stepped into the kitchen, he was immediately met with two pairs of eyes watching him. Ghost and Price sit at a small dining table, mugs in hand, their conversation cutting off when they see him enter. There was something unreadable in their expressions, as if they were waiting for something. 

Soap narrowed his eyes, suspicious. Then, movement out of the corner of his eye has him whipping his head towards the other side of the kitchen. When his head turns, his thoughts grind to a screeching halt.

A woman.

A stunning woman.

She turns toward him and for a moment, all he can do is stare, slack-jawed. She has warm, sun-kissed skin and striking green eyes that seem to glow under the soft kitchen light. Long, dark black hair cascades down her back, streaked with vibrant patches of orange and white. But that wasn’t what had him frozen.

It was the ears.

Perched atop her head were two pointed, fur-covered ears, flicking slightly as they registered his presence. Behind her, a long, bushy tail stood proudly, curling slightly at the tip. His eyes dared to dart lower. 

She was dressed casually, wearing an old tank top that effortlessly hugged her figure paired with sweatpants with a cutout for her tail. But it was her feet that made his brain short-circuit. At first, he thought she was wearing oddly realistic slippers, but no, those were definitely not slippers. 

They were actual cat paws.

Soap’s mouth opened. Then closed. Then opened again. His brain finally clicked everything into place and suddenly, it all made way too much sense. His expression lit up in triumph as he spun on his heel, jabbing a finger towards Ghost.

“A-ha!”

Ghost let out a long, exhausted sigh, bringing a hand up to rub his temples. “Please don’t yell.”

Soap ignored him, grinning like a madman. “You said you didn’t have a bird!”

“He’s not wrong,” Price mused, smirking behind his coffee mug. “She’s definitely not a bird.”

Callie grins wickedly. “I eat birds.”

Soap crossed his arms, doubling down. “You also said you didn’t have a missus.”

The woman let out an amused hum, raising a delicate hand. “Not a missus either,” she purred, lips curling into a sharp smirk as she turned to Ghost. “You were right, master. This one is funny.”

Soap’s brain screeches to a second halt.

“Master?!” he gawks, whipping around to face Ghost like he had just grown a second head.

Ghost exhales through his nose, reaching for his tea like this entire conversation was already giving him a headache.

Soap took another second to let things sit in, completely stunned. Of all the things he had expected to find at Ghost’s house, this was not on the list. “Right. Okay. Just, hold on a minute.” Soap pinches the bridge of his nose like that would somehow help process the absolute madness in front of him. “So, let me get this straight. Ye’ve been lying to me this whole time? Playin’ me for a fool while I went on and on about you havin’ a secret missus?”

Ghost gives him a look over his mug, eyes flat and unimpressed. “Never lied to you, Johnny.”

Soap’s jaw drops. “Oh, bollocks ye didn’t!” He waves a hand at the woman, who was now watching him with an amused gleam in her eyes. “What’s all this then?”

Ghost takes another slow sip of tea, dragging it out just to piss him off, Soap is sure of it. “Told you I had a cat.”

Soap gawks at him. He turns to Price, who is doing a terrible job of hiding his smirk. Turning to the woman, her tail flicks lazily behind her as she sips from her own cup, utterly unbothered by his existential crisis.

Finally, his eyes settle on Gaz, who walks into the kitchen. He takes one look at the situation before sighing.

“Finally found out, huh?” He turned to the woman with an easy nod. “Morning, Callie.”

“Morning, Kyle,” she responds happily.

Soap whirls on him. “You knew too?!”

Gaz snorts, grabbing a cup from the counter and starting to pour himself some coffee. “Mate, everyone knew.”

Soap threw his hands in the air. “What the hell is wrong with all of you? How is this normal? This is not normal.”

A soft chuckle draws his attention back to Callie. “Relax, Johnny,” she teases, stepping closer. “You’re acting like you’ve never seen a shifter before.”

Soap takes a step back, bumping into the counter. “A what now?”

She arches a brow. “A shifter?” At his blank stare, she sighs, setting her cup down before gesturing to herself. “You know… a hybrid. A morph. I think in Japan I’m known as a nekomata.” She flicks her tail for emphasis. “Any of this ringing a bell?”

Soap blinks. Looks at Ghost. Back at her. Looks at her tail. Then back to Ghost.

“That's what all that racket was last night,” she says with a huff. “Sorry about that, by the way, I hope I didn’t scare you. Had to shift into my bigger form to deal with this nasty fox that's been causing issues and eating my chickens. Finally caught the fucker, so I called the neighbor's dogs for some assistance.”

Price chuckles at Soap's pale face. “Starting to make sense now, isn’t it?”

Soap once again jabs a finger at Ghost. “You… yer dating a bloody cat girl and just didn’t think to mention it?”

Ghost shrugged. “Not my fault you wouldn’t drop it.”

Callie grins, stepping even closer to Soap, eyes gleaming with mischief. “Would it make you feel better if I purred for you?”

Soap blanches. “Do not.”

Ghost sighs and stands up to put a steadying hand on her head. “Stop winding him up, love.”

She huffs playfully, ears and tail flicking in satisfaction. “Fine, fine.” Then she leans up on her toes and gives Ghost a quick peck on the cheek, right over the mask. “But you do make it too easy, Johnny.”

Soap slumps against the counter, dragging a hand over his face. He needed a drink or a nap. Probably both.

Price stands up, clapping him on the back with a chuckle. “You’ll get used to it.”

Soap peeks through his fingers at Ghost. The same Ghost who could make hardened men freeze with a single look was letting Callie nuzzle into him.

The contrast was striking. His harsh demeanor softened as he ran a gloved hand down Callie’s back. The sight pulled something deep into Soap’s chest, something warm and unfamiliar. His initial resistance crumbled instantly, and the fight left him like air from a punctured tire.

And yet, what he’s most surprised to realize, isn’t his surrender. Rather, it’s the quiet tug of longing that settled in its place.

Despite how comforting the kitchen now felt, reality was quick to settle back in. Price was the one to break up the moment, clearing his throat to grab the boy's attention. 

“Sorry to break this up, but we're going to be needed back at base today to give a debrief. Why don't we finish our drinks and be wheels up in 10?”

Soap pushes off the counter, glancing at Gaz, who is now determined to finish his coffee before they return to work mode. “I'll go grab my stuff.”

Callie, still tucked against Ghost's side, gives a small pout. “So soon? You boys just got here.”

Soap scoffs. “Aye, and I'm sure you’d love to keep watchin’ me lose my mind, but we do have jobs to get back to, lass.”  

She smirks. “Fair enough. But don’t be a stranger, Johnny.” 

Something in the way she says his name is light, a little teasing, but oddly warm. It makes his ears burn, and he quickly turns on his heel before anyone notices.

“It was really good to see you boys,” Soap can hear her say with a purr as he leaves the kitchen. “Promise you'll stay longer next time? Give me a chance to properly host you all?”

He hears the captain respond, but Price’s voice is too low to make out. A few minutes later, the team has their gear piled up in the living room, ready to head out. Ghost disappears into the downstairs bedroom while the others get things sorted.

Soap takes another slow look around the cozy space, trying to shake the weird sense of homeyness it leaves in his chest. He hadn't expected any of this, and he sure as hell didn't expect to feel… jealous? No, that couldn't be right. Whatever it is, it settles heavily in his stomach as he watches Ghost reappear, Callie trailing behind him with an easy grace.  

As they step outside, the crisp morning air cuts through the lingering warmth of the house, jolting Soap back into reality. Ghost pulls the door shut behind them, lingering there for a moment. Callie takes the opportunity to lean up on her feet, brushing a kiss against the side of his mask. He murmurs something to her, too low for Soap to hear, before stepping back and heading towards the car.  

Callie waves lazily as they load into the vehicle. “Safe travels, boys.”  

Soap leans his head against the window as Price pulls away, watching as Callie stands in the driveway, tail flicking. She stays there until they disappear down the road.  

Only then does he let out a breath he didn’t realize he was holding.  

Gaz nudges him with a knowing smirk. “What’s got you all quiet?”  

Soap scowls. “Nothin’.”  

Price chuckles from the front seat. “Give it time.”  

Soap had no idea what he meant by that. But as he watches the road stretch ahead of them, the warmth of Ghost’s home fading into the distance, he has a sinking feeling he’s going to be thinking about this for a long time.

A/N: Thought I would post a little snippet of this story here on Tumblr since I've noticed that's where I'm finding a lot of other hybrid things. I think the full story might be too long to post here so I've got the full thing linked below! Thank you for reading! 💜

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Behind the Scenes: The Secret Omega CHAPTER 8 - The Agency

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SUMMARY: Kimi gets a tour of her alpha's agency. You can watch Season 1 episodes 1-2 to know what's going on in the main storyline.

CHAPTER 8 - The Agency

Waking up in a tangle of alpha is both enjoyable and annoying to Kimi. Sure, she loves to be surrounded by her alphas, basking in their scent and warmth. However, when her bladder starts screaming at her, the reality of the situation slaps her in the face. Both of her alphas have her locked in their arms and the moment she moves one, the other alpha squeezes her tighter. 

She lets out a whine, causing both alphas to slightly open their eyes, checking on their omega.

“I- I have to pee,” she explains, slightly embarrassed. She’s met with a pair of chuckles and grumbles. After a moment of reluctance, they release her from their grasp and help her get out of the large bed.

After relieving herself, she comes back and stares at her two alphas, peacefully cuddling one another in the middle of the bed. Glancing at the time, she decides to start making breakfast so that when Shouta gets up, there’s food is ready for him. She closes the door to the bedroom behind her and moves into the kitchen. She shoots a text to Naomi, checking in on her, and is surprised to see that she responds back quickly. She shoots her a text asking if it’s ok to call her and Naomi responds back that it is.

“Hello~!” Naomi greets with enthusiasm after two short rings.

“Hey, Naomi! How are you?” Kimi greets back with a cheery tone.

“So good! How about you, ” she says adding some emphasis to the last word.

“I’m great! It’s so good to hear your voice.”

“Oh my gosh, right! It’s good to hear yours! I miss you so much. I know it’s only been a couple of days but I feel like there’s probably so much that’s happened, right?”

“Oh, totally,” Kimi agrees, grabbing the last thing she needs to start breakfast.

“Why don’t you start first, what’s been going on with you,” Kimi asks.

“Not a whole lot, just the normal routine. My heats in a couple of weeks so I’m getting excited for that.”

Kimi lets out a pleased squeal.

“Oh my gosh, I am so happy for you! I’m hoping it all goes well.”

“Oh, it totally will. My alpha took time off so we’re for sure going to make sure that things take this time.”

Kimi’s face brightens with a grin.

“Oh my gosh, I am just so happy for you! Anything else happen? Did I miss anything while I was gone?”

Naomi takes a second to think, humming over the phone. 

“Oh, this awful villain had this poor boy in a chokehold. The villain had this like gross sludgy quirk and was like taking over the kid's body. It was so scary! The heroes that showed up couldn’t do anything to help. Their quirks weren’t effective against his quirk or something and he kept threatening to hurt the kid. Plus, the villain kept causing these explosions that they were all trying to put out. 

The kid was trying to fight back but it wasn’t working either. He ended up just standing there, getting choked out in front of this huge crowd.”

“Oh god, that sounds awful, is he ok?”

“Oh yeah, he’s fine now. What’s really crazy is this other kid who ended up running in and just started pawing at the villain. Come to find out, he was quirkless, ”

“What?!” Kimi exclaims, pausing her cooking for a second. 

“Yeah! Guess the other boy was his friend and he couldn’t help himself and just ran in and tried to help.”

“Oh my gosh, that’s so scary. What ended up happening?” Kimi asked, completely entranced by the story.

“Well, All Might ended up coming in at the last second and saved both the boys.”

“Oh, thank goodness. And everyone’s ok?” Relieved, Kimi goes back to her cooking, making sure nothing is burning.

“Yeah. He used this cool like, spiny wind move that sucked up the villain and stopped the fires and then caused it to rain. It was so COOL.”

“You say that as if you were there,” Kimi giggles.

“I mean… I may have stopped to watch it. It was just so crazy!”

“Oh my gosh Naomi, you gotta be careful about that. You don’t want to be sucked up into anything.”

“I know, I know. I normally don’t, but I’m kind of glad I did. I mean, how often do you get to watch All Might in action?”

Kimi rolls her eyes at her friend's comment.

“Yeah, I guess. I just don't think it was very smart of you to be there watching.”

“Yeah, yeah, lecture me later,” she giggles. “The really weird thing about all of it was that All Might had gone after the villain earlier in the day. So somehow it got away from All Might for quite some time. It’s not like him to let a villain like that go, I wonder what happened.”

“You said it was like a sludge monster right? Maybe it had slinked away into the ground or something.”

The girls share a grossed-out squeal and giggle. 

“Still, you don't think it's weird?”

“Nah, it worked out. I'm sure the villain just weaseled its way from All Might somehow. It happens, no one's perfect, ya know?”

“Yeah but come on, this is All Might we're talking about.”

“Eh, who knows,” Kimi says noncommittally. “I'm just glad that quirkless boy didn't get hurt.”

“Me too!” Naomi agrees. “You'd think he'd know better, being quirkless and all.”

“Hey!” Kimi playfully scolds.

“I'm just saying,” Naomi defends. “The world is hard enough already without any defenses.”

Kimi quirks her brow at Naomi. Naomi seems to sense it through the silence over the phone.

“You're a different case, you know that,” she placates.

“Yeah, I know. Just like to give you sass where I can,” Kimi teases. She hears the bedroom door open and decides to end her convo.

“Oh, Naomi, I gotta go. We should meet up for lunch or something next week so we can catch up, ok?”

“Yeah, totally! I’ll text you ok?”

“Ok, love you!”

“Love you bye!” Naomi squeaks.

Kimi ends the call and brings her attention to the dark-haired male who’s now entered the kitchen. His hair is a scruffy mess and his posture matches. Kimi smiles wide and starts to plate up some food.

“Good morning,” she greets sweetly.

Shouta walks behind her and wraps his arms around her waist.

“Good morning,” he grumbles in her ear. She swallows heavily, not wanting to admit how much that affected her. 

“Did I wake you up? Sorry if I did,” she asks.

“No, you’re good. Had an alarm set.”

“Ok,” she acknowledges. He removes his arms and moves to the counter behind them, starting to make the coffee. She mentally chides herself for not thinking to start that and finishes up making his plate of food.

“Who were you talking to?” Shouta asks.

“Oh, that was my friend Naomi. Just catching up while I was getting things ready.”

Shouta makes an acknowledging noise but doesn’t continue the conversation. They sit in silence for a moment, making Kimi feel a bit odd.

“Did you want to sit down and I could bring you your coffee?”

“That’s ok,” Aizawa says, watching the pot start to brew.

Kimi nods and bites her lip, unsure of what to do.

“Oh, I should feed Sushi,” Kimi comments, moving to go to the pantry. Shouta reaches out as she walks by and pulls her to his chest. She’s startled and a bit surprised but accepts the action. 

“I’m sorry, I just need you close this morning,” he offers as an explanation. Kimi looks up at his face to find his eyes staring off somewhere far away. She snuggles more into his hold and releases some soothing waves. They stay like that until the coffee finishes brewing. Shouta seems reluctant release Kimi before reaching to make a cup. Kimi takes that as a sign to continue with feeding Sushi. When she’s done, she finds Shouta at the table, eating what she had made for him. 

Pride blooms in her chest as she watches him and packs up the leftovers for her and Hizashi later. He finishes up his meal right about the time that he finishes his breakfast. He comes to her side, kissing her temple as she’s rinsing something off. 

“I can take your plate,” she offers. He gives it to her with a smile and watches as she quickly washes it. Wanting to fill the dead air between them, Kimi tries to make conversation.

“Do you like doing them? The busts?”

“I like your busts,” he says, voice deadpanned. The comment takes her by surprise, causing her to whip her head towards his face. He looks down at her with a cocky smile and they both laugh.

“Thank you for breakfast,” Shouta says. “And no, I don’t. But my quirk is needed, so I have to go.”

Kimi hums at his response, a small smile still on her face.

“I like to be out in the open, it's easier to get away,” he explains.

“That makes sense. Kind of like when we met, you were swinging from building to building, right?”

“Exactly,” he agrees with a small smile.

“Will I get to see you at the agency?”

“Probably not,” he shrugs. “If you do, you gotta make sure you don’t give us away, ok? None of that doofy grin, ya?”

“Hey!” Kimi says, lightly flicking some water at him as she finishes cleaning off his plate. “My smile is not ‘doofy’.”

“I dunno,” he teases. “You and ‘Zash kinda got the same grin.”

Kimi pretends not to be embarrassed but a light dusting of pink greets her face. 

Before he leaves, Shouta showers and kisses Kimi goodbye. Kimi in turn crawls back into bed with Hizashi while she waits for his alarm to go off. After detangling herself from his limbs once more that morning, she reheats their breakfast and makes some tea.

“Do I need to wear anything specific today?” Kimi asks while eating breakfast.

“Mm, just business attire. I think you have plenty of pieces that would fit that. Oh! And those shoes I bought you,” Hizashi says with a grin.

Kimi blushes and takes another bite of food to try and hide it. 

“No disguise?” she asks as she swallows her bite.

“Nah,” Hizashi waves off. “You should be fine to be yourself at the agency, just don’t make it known that you’re in a pack with us. Sound fair?”

“Yeah, I can do that,” Kimi comments. “Just keep things professional, right?”

“You got it!” Hizashi says, sporting finger guns and a full mouth. 

“Welcome,” the receptionist greets as Kimi and Hizashi enter the agency later in the day. “Hope you’re having a good day, sir.” 

“Indeed,” he greets back. “This is my new personal assistant, Kimi. I’m going to be showing her around today.”

"Oh, how lovely. It’ll be good to have a new face around here.” They bow respectfully to Kimi who mirrors their action.

“Thank you, I’m excited to start working here,” Kimi responds.

“Well, I hope you have a fantastic first day,” they quip and Kimi responds in favor.

Kimi does a seamless job of fitting into her new role. Hizashi provided her with a clipboard and journal to take notes that fit perfectly in her new purse. Hizashi’s attire also helps her facade.

He’s done up in his normal Present Mic attire, something she once dreamed about seeing in person. If only she could tell her past self that the DJ she had swooned over while doing homework would one day be her alpha. She smiles to herself as Present Mic shows her where some offices and restrooms are while guiding her to the elevator. Once in the elevator, Hizashi presses the button for the top floor.

“Figured we’d work our way from top to bottom,” he explains.

“Of course, sir,” she says with a smile, keeping up the act.

She manages to keep up the facade as they go through a few floors of the building. She meets the people who deal with the publicity and paperwork for Hizashi, Shouta, and Nemuri. The legal team seemed a tad more worn out but were cordial enough with her when they met. Surprisingly, the small group that helps with dispatch and coordinates with other hero agencies was extra friendly which Kimi made sure to reflect. They lightly filled in Hizashi about Shouta’s current mission but were reluctant to talk further with Kimi there. 

The last floor they visited, had three very creative souls inhabiting it. Kimi leaves the elevator and one of the employees squeals and runs up to hug Kimi. Startled, she accepts the hug but gives Hizashi a puzzled look.

“Sorry, they kind of figured out what was happening. I put in a week of leave right after I had told them I was going to another interview. So, they kind of put two and two together. They’re hard ones to keep secrets from,” Present Mic offered. The two other employees swarm Kimi, rapid-firing questions and taking various measurements.

“Alright, don’t scare her,” he tuts. They all back off with various groans. One employee explains that this is the wardrobe and merch department. They tend to pair with the publicity team to make pieces for the three heroes, but will also make pieces on their own. They also help Midnight and Present Mic with any cosmetic work that needs to be done. 

“Getting Eraserhead in here is like pulling teeth,” another employee whines. “He hates having his face or name on anything."

“These guys can also help with your hair and stuff if you’d like. I’d prefer it if you did because these three know how to keep their mouth shut,” says Present Mic.

“Oh don’t we,” says one employee. “I remember when you were still trying to hide your first relationship from us. Pah, didn’t last long, did it,” they laugh.

Present Mic rolls his eyes.

“They found us making out in a closet after a mission,” he explains to Kimi. Her mouth hangs open before she hides it with her clipboard. The trio laughs and starts to share more stories before Present Mic cuts them off. 

“Alright, you’ll have plenty of time later for that. Let’s show her the merch, I think she’d be a really good, fresh mind for that. Especially considering she’s one of my little listeners.”

The trio gives a chorus of ooo’s before ushering her further into the department. They show off various wardrobes and support items, as well as various magazine spreads, some clippings of news articles, and screenshots of social media posts. 

There were keychain ideas, half-made pieces of clothing, and some catalogs open to random pages. Kimi’s eyes soaked in all of the different designs, cooing over some and providing some feedback for others. She gushes to one of the employees about all of the Present Mic merch she already had from the fan club she was a part of. She didn’t dare look at Present Mic for his reaction to that information though.

“Such a shame that Eraserhead doesn’t want his name on anything,” Kimi remarks at one point.

“Yeah,” one of the employees pouts. “Says it kills his whole underground hero thing.”

Kimi slowly nods, absorbing the info.

“That makes sense. Shame, though, would have been cool to have some.”

“Oh! For you, I’ll make anything you want,” another employee chirps. “I have some designs and things I came up with so if you see anything, just let me know.” 

They pull out a sketchbook and Kimi goes back to cooing over the designs and requesting a few pieces for herself. The employee agrees and starts making an order list for Kimi. A few minutes later, Kimi is grinning ear to ear as she wishes the employees all goodbye with Present Mic.

As they get into the elevator, Present Mic says,

“One more stop.”

“Hm?” Kimi questions, looking up at the hero. He responds back with a wink and pushes the top floor button. When they arrive, they exit to find a narrow, quiet hallway. They walk down and Kimi reads various door plaques. 

Server room. Meeting room. Break room. It all seems like a regular office area until they round a corner and she sees a light mounted above one of the doors. A gasp blurts from her mouth before she can even realize it.

“Is this?” 

“Mmhmm,” Present Mic says with a cocky smile on his face. 

“No way!”

She watches as he opens a door and sees a bunch of equipment facing a window. On the other side of the window is the room she’s seen a countless number of times on her phone screen. 

The Throw Your Hands Up Radio sign on the wall feels so familiar yet so surreal at the same time.

“This is so cool,” Kimi whispers. Present Mic chuckles.

“Glad you like it, little listener. Want to go take a seat?”

“Yes!” Kimi yells. Embarrassed by her outburst, she readjusts herself into a more professional position and adds. “Yes, please. If you wouldn’t mind.”

“Of course,” he says smugly. “Anything for one of my little fan club girlies.” 

Kimi blushes hard and partially hides her face with her clipboard. He leads them out of the room before unlocking the door to the recording room. Once inside, Kimi’s breath leaves her. She looks around in awe at all of the different equipment around her.

“This is amazing,” she says. 

Present Mic walks in front of her, pulling out the chair that is usually reserved for guests. He gestures for her to sit and she does so, chest bursting with happiness. He moves to the chair sitting next to her, getting into his normal comfortable position. He moves the microphone in front of him to his face and starts his regular quip.

“Welcome back to Throw Your Hands Up Radio, I’m your DJ Present Mic, bringing you the party one beat at a time. With me today is the fantastic Kimi, known all across the world as the hottest omega known to mankind. Kimi, how does it feel to be in the studio with us today.”

Kimi giggles and decides to play along, bringing her mic closer to her face.

“Well Mr. Present Mic, I must say, it is quite the honor. Especially to be in the presence of such a powerful and talented alpha as yourself.”

“My, my. Aren’t you the flatterer? You must be careful though my dear, my little listeners are known to be quite the passionate bunch.”

Kimi laughs, pushing the microphone away. They spend a few more minutes in the room, Present Mic showing off various equipment and little things placed throughout the room. It’s later in the afternoon when the pair leaves the building.

“Ugh, I don’t know about you, but all of that walking made me hungry,” Present Mic groans.

“I could certainly eat,” Kimi quips. 

“Let’s grab some food from the place next door and then we can head home, ya?”

“That sounds wonderful,” Kimi smiles.

They make sure to grab enough food for both themselves and Shouta, before making their way back home. Once inside, Present Mic’s facade falls and he lets out a deep breath.

“Everything ok?” Kimi asks, concerned.

“Yeah, that was just way harder than I was expecting,” he says, pulling her to him. She shyly smiles and returns the hug, making sure to let out some calming waves.

“Sorry, I hope I didn’t upset you,” she says, trying to placate her alpha.

“Not at all, princess. You were perfect,” Hizashi says, speaking into the top of her head. A light dusting of pink falls on Kimi’s face so she snuggles up more into his chest to hide it.

“I do have to say though, it’s quite odd to see you as Present Mic. It’s like you’re a different person.” 

He quietly nods his head before saying,

“Makes it easier when they don’t know the real you.”

Kimi lets out an understanding hum before they separate from one another.

“Sho!” Hizashi calls out. “You home?”

“Yeah,” comes a tired voice from the living room. Kimi makes her way over, wanting to check in on the other alpha. 

“We’ve got food,” she says, as she approaches with bags in her hand.

“Perfect,” Shouta says, tiredly looking up from his computer screen on the couch. “I just have to finish something up really quick and then I’ll be at the table, ok?”

“No problem,” Kimi chirps. 

Deciding to make things a little nicer, she grabs some tableware and quickly sets the table. After plating the meals, the trio eat together while Sushi twirls around their legs under the table, hoping to catch any scraps. 

Hizashi starts filling in Shouta about the day he and Kimi had. Shouta lightly discusses his mission but doesn’t go into heavy details. Kimi once again finds herself basking in the domestic feel of things. She knows these moments will probably be far and few in between once they start working, so she focuses on savoring this one. Shouta catches her staring at the two of them.

“Something wrong?” he asks with a small tinge of concern.

“Oh, no. Nothing. Sorry. I was just thinking about how nice this all is. Savoring the moment and all that,” Kimi says.

Her two alphas give her smiles in return. They spend the evening cuddled up on the couch, basking in one another’s scents.

8 months later

“Thank you, Ms. Ison, for coming in to see us today. Though I do wish it were under much better circumstances.” A/N:

Sorry for the cliffhanger but I promise the next chapter will make up for it! Putting on some finishing touches and rewriting a few spots for more cohesiveness. It should be all ready for you next week, but I'll see if I can also try to get it out a little earlier if I can! Again, thank you so much for all of the support and love y'all leave! :)

Also, I'm sure plenty of you have caught on, but if you haven't, I use the characters to address their presence in the room. That's why for parts of this chapter Hizashi is titled by his real name and other times he's Present Mic. It kind of helps discern how Kimi views them as well. It was just something that I had been doing but never really brought up. Since this chapter had a good example of it, I thought this would be the best time to mention it.

Anywhoodles, rambling aside, I wish you all the best! Thanks again for the support. Stay safe and stay hydrated! <3

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Behind the Scenes: The Secret Omega MASTERLIST

Chapter 0 - First Encounters

Chapter 1 - Origin

Chapter 2 - Home is Where the Cat is

Chapter 3 - Moving In

*Chapter 4 - New Experiences

Chapter 5 - The Morning After

*Chapter 6 - Onsen Adventures

Chapter 7 - End of the Vaca Chapter 8 - The Agency Chapter 9 - The Meeting

*Chapter 10 - There's a First Time for Everything

*Chapter 11 - Holiday Rush