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c0ckz0ut4f1am3daddy · 3 years ago

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The Hidden Omega

Warnings: Omegaverse, Mpreg, smut

Ship: EndMight

Tags: Omegaverse, slow burn, smut, safe words, enthusiastic consent, body image issues, Omega Endeavor, Alpha All Might, mpreg, past mpreg, current mpreg

Word Count: 5401

MINORS DNI

Enji was one of the most desired Alpha’s in all of Japan. He was the very model of what an Alpha should be; tall, broad, strong, intimidating, successful. He had sired four healthy children, although his eldest had tragically died in an accident at the age of 13. He was the number two hero, not only securing himself fame and success but more than enough money to keep his family in the laps of luxury. The only problem was that it was all a lie.

Enji was not, in fact, an Alpha at all. He was an Omega. And a terrible one at that. Growing up, everyone had always assumed that he would present as an Alpha, or at the very least a Beta, as he had always been a large, muscular boy, so when he presented as an Omega at the age of 18, it had been quite a shock. Not only was it a shock, it posed a rather large issue. While Omega were no longer treated like second class citizens like they were during Enji’s dame’s time, even by the time Enji was first presenting, people still were especially cruel to Omega’s who didn’t look or behave like the idealized depiction of the submissive and breedable Omega. Not only would it be next to impossible for Enji to find an Alpha who would want such a malformed Omega as himself, but society’s harsh standards for Omega’s would also undoubtedly hurt his hero career.

So shortly after presenting Enji had constructed a plan. He had disguised himself as an Alpha, even going as far as to find an Alpha woman in a similar predicament as him to bribe into disguising herself as his Omega mate. They spent over two decades living in this loveless, toxic charade, even going as far as to produce their four children in order to keep up appearances (even if it was difficult to hide Enji’s pregnancies).

And it worked. Enji was widely regarded as one of the most ideal Alphas in the world. But it felt empty. Being constantly forced to fight his natural instinct to be domestic, submissive, and lacking the dominant, protective presence of an Alpha who genuinely wanted him caused him to be cruel to his family, only worsening this issue. It wasn’t Rei or the kids faults. He knew that. He knew it was for the best that Rei left him. He understood why his children resented him, but it still made his inner Omega weep inside at the loss of a potential good relationship with his family. Only his Omega daughter, Fuyumi and his unpresented son, Shoto still saw him on a regular basis, and that was only because Shoto was still a child and Fuyumi had stuck around to help with his care.

So now at 45 Enji is divorced, unmated, and unloved by his ex-alpha and his children and it was all his fault. He betrayed his nature as an omega and betrayed his natural desires in order to save face and protect his hero career, hurting the people he was supposed to care for and destroying his own family in the process. And then, to add insult to injury, he didn’t even achieve his goal of achieving the title of Number One hero. All of these things contributed to Enji’s especially sour mood as he sat at an interview with the consistent number one and actual ideal Alpha, All Might, and the cocky young Alpha who had burst onto the scene only four years ago and had already gotten himself the third ranking, Hawks.

The interview itself had been grueling. The Omega news anchors conducting the interview were practically drooling over having “three desirable Alpha” heroes all in one place and spending most of the time asking questions about their personal lives rather than their hero careers, to which Enji just huffed out as minimal an answer as possible. But what was even worse was dealing with the other two in the green room afterwards, waiting to be called back out for a charity event the news station was hosting.

Enji wasn’t sure if he had actually ever met Hawks in person before, but he was sure that he didn’t want to meet him again.

“Way to stay on brand, man! You really know how to play up that gruff, angry Alpha energy your fans love!” He grinned in a way Enji wasn’t able to tell if it was genuine or not.

Because Enji wasn’t sure if the brat was mocking him or not, he simply glared at him, hoping to use that ‘angry Alpha energy’ as Hawks had put it to intimidate the younger man.

Unfortunately for Enji, his intimidation failed, “I can’t completely blame you for your especially gruff mood today, though. It’s never comfortable to have Omega interviewer that close to their heat giving off ‘fuck me’ pheromones,” He sighed and shook his head, massive red wings rustling uncomfortably.

“Agreed, but it can’t always be helped. Scent blockers can only do so much and it's not like pheromones are always voluntary, especially around heats,” All Might chimed in, his tone infuriatingly patient, trademark smile still in place.

“That’s true,” Hawks shrugged, “Still, it can definitely make things awkward,” he shrugged, walking over to the snack table and grabbing a bag of chips before turning to address Enji again, “Hey, Endeavor, is it true that being mated to an Omega changes how other Omega’s pheromones affect you?”

Enji scowled, “It depends.” He deadpanned.

“How so?” The young Alpha pressed.

“I must admit, I’m curious as well! I thought that was just an old wive’s tale!” All might added, with one of his trademark laughs, grating Enji’s nerves further.

“Why does it matter? Are you to looking to find yourselves Omega’s sometime soon?” He snapped.

It was Hawks’ turn to laugh, “Nah, not anytime soon anyway. If I find a mate, I wanna do it right, so I can’t be busy with hero work all the time. Even if that news is devastating to all my Omega baby birds who keep sending me confessions and proposals!” He joked nonchalantly, making Enji’s blood boil.

Hawks might have been an Alpha, but he certainly didn’t look it. He was small, smaller than most Beta’s, his features soft and round. Sure he walked with confidence and reeked of recently presented Alpha, but everything else about him had this soft, androgynous air about him that screamed Omega. He had the exact mirror of Enji’s issue, and yet here he was, the third most popular hero, beloved by all, with an adoring fan base of Omega’s that wanted nothing more than to have him as their Alpha. Jealousy and sorrow burned in the pit of Enji’s stomach as he listened to the man who had the potential for everything he wasted and could never have.

Hawks’ expression fell for a moment and he sniffed but shrugged it off and turned to All Might, “What about you? I know you’re busy being the Number One and all, but have you ever considered settling down? Surely you could have any Omega you wanted. Hell, a man like you could probably even pull other Alpha’s if that’s what you’re into.”

All Might chuckled nervously, “I’ve tried. However, I couldn’t provide them the traditional mated life, and while they had thought they were ok with that, it turns out they weren’t. As open as I am to trying again, I doubt I’d be able to find an Omega with a compatible mindset and lifestyle. I wish you better luck in finding a suitable mate, when your time comes, my boy.” He replied solemnly.

Hawks looked a bit disappointed, wings and shoulders slumped, before asking Enji, “You made it work for over twenty years. You even had kids! What’s your secret?” He sounded like a child bargaining with a strict parent he knew he wouldn’t win against. His youth and desperation softened something in Enji’s Omega instincts and his sadness overtook his jealousy for a moment.

He tried to stay angry, keep up his gruff Alpha persona, but the soft, sad look in Hawks’ young face reminded him too much of his daughter, the daughter who stuck by him despite all that he put her through, made something in him refuse to show any anger towards him. So instead Enji simply sighed, and in a tone much more mournful than he intended replied, “I didn’t. It was a marriage of necessity that did more harm than good. Sorry kid. There is no magic answer to a successful mating and hero career.” He had to blink back tears, much to his own distress, he usually had more control over his emotions! Except for the around his heats of course, but at 45, he was sure that those were a thing of the past. His doctor even approved him to go off of his suppressants, simply using the standard scent blockers to hide his dynamic.

Hawks looked utterly deflated until he sniffled and looked more concerned than defeated. All Might also sniffed the air and looked alarmed.

“You guys smell that too, right?” The younger one asked.

All Might nodded solemnly, “Distressed Omega. Perhaps we shou-“ All Might started before getting interrupted by the sound of a phone ringing rather loudly.

Hawks bolted to answer the call, after listening to it for a few seconds he turned to the two older heroes, “I’m sorry, I gotta go. Just got called to an emergency rescue mission. You two let the station know where I went, ok?” He rushed to explain, already heading out the door.

All Might looked troubled, but nodded.

Meanwhile Enji was stuck in his own head. The two Alpha’s picking up on the scent of an Omega meant that there was a chance that his scent blockers had failed. There was a chance that his true dynamic could be discovered.

He couldn’t let that happen. Hopefully Hawks’ sudden departure would distract All Might enough to drop it.

Or not.

As soon as Hawks had left the room, All Might had turned to him, face lacking his obnoxious trademark smile for once. The intensity with which All Might was staring him down made the room feel all the smaller. Enji felt trapped by the large, domineering Alpha, but some primal part of Enji’s mind couldn’t say he particularly minded.

“You’re an Omega,” it was a statement. Not a question.

Enji cleared his throat to regain his composure as his mouth went dry and, much to his embarrassment, his underwear grew damp. “So?” he challenged with as much defiance as he could muster.

“You’re going into heat. That wasn’t the interviewer earlier. It was you.” Another statement said in a flat, even, emotionless tone. His sudden and extreme change in demeanor had Enji even more unnerved, but he still tried to retain his dignity.

“That’s impossible. I’m 45, my last heat was two cycles ago. I’ll admit I’m an Omega, but I’m not going into heat,” he was trying to convince himself as much as he was All Might, considering his steadily building arousal.

“Todoroki, I understand why you’d think that, but you and I both know that you’re in heat. I can smell it. This might be one of, or even your last heat ever, but this is happening. Its not a good idea to deny it, especially when you’re clearly not on suppressants,” He replied in a softer tone, stepping closer. Close enough that Enji could smell his comforting Alpha scent, muted by his scent blockers.

Enji crossed his arms, “Is that a threat?” he growled. He knew it wasn’t, but he wished the Alpha would just leave him alone.

“What?!” the Alpha choked at the accusation, “Of course not! I’m just saying, you clearly wanted to keep your dynamic hidden, staying here is bound to cause more people to find out! Besides, surely going into full heat in public would be embarrassing, right?” he clarified, flustered, glowing blue eyes blown wide in panic.

Enji huffed in recognition but didn’t reply.

“We can reschedule this charity event. Allow me to make sure you get home safe. Please,” the Alpha implored, brows furrowed.

Enji considered it. But ended up shaking his head, “My children are home. I won't subject them to that.” he replied bluntly, then sighed, “But I suppose you have a point. I’ll book a hotel.”

All Might looked troubled by this idea. “I’m not sure that’s safe. I know you are more than capable of handling yourself, but most hotels aren’t equipped to handle an Omega in heat, let alone one as high profile as yourself… I have a guest house not far from here you can use, please, go there instead.”

Enji raised an eyebrow at him, “What, are you trying to court me?” he questioned flatly.

All Might blushed a deep red, “N-No! I was just trying to be a good friend! Y-you don’t have to take it if you don’t want! I just figured it would be safer and more comfortable than a hotel! I don’t have to stay if you don’t want me to!”

The Omega rolled his eyes, but the offer was enticing, and that last sentence got Enji thinking. As annoying as he found the man, the thought of spending his heat with an Alpha that legitimately wanted to help him out and was large enough to make him feel like a “normal” Omega was enticing. “Show me the guest house,” he demanded.

All Might obliged.

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After excusing themselves from the news station by saying that they had an emergency to attend to like their feathered companion, All Might ended up driving them to a small house deep in a forest only thirty minutes away. It was near enough to Tokyo that one could easily get to the heart of the city in less than an hour, but secluded enough that it felt like it belonged in its own little world. The trees surrounding the small home were mostly cedar, which prompted Enji to remember that All Might was known to have an affinity for cedar trees, especially those from Yakushima. He wondered why he had even remembered that.

“We are here,” declared All Might, putting the car in park.

“I noticed,” Enji huffed. His heat was definitely beginning to settle in, but not enough for All Might’s grandiose behavior to not grate on his nerves.

“Can I walk you in?” he asked timidly, in sharp contrast to his previous declaration.

Enji scowled, “We aren’t teenagers on a date. Besides, this is your house, you have the keys. Just let me in and show me around.”

“Right…” All Might responded awkwardly, getting out of the car.

Enji did the same and followed All Might up to the door. The house was small and had a distinctly American feel to it, complete with an American flag on one of the walls. It was tacky as far as Enji was concerned but still not as bad as he was expecting. It really was small, only having four rooms, a living room, a kitchen/dining room, a bathroom, and a bedroom. All Might awkwardly showed him around, thankfully the house was stocked with supplies including non-perishable foods so a last minute grocery run wouldn’t be necessary.

“Feel free to use anything here, or to make any orders if you need anything. I’m not exactly stocked to assist a Omega in heat, if you catch my drift.” the Alpha explained awkwardly, as they finished their tour in the bedroom.

Enji scowled, “I wouldn’t use your dildos anyway. Besides…” he paused, looking the Alpha up and down. He couldn’t say he was fond of the Alpha. In fact, he found him to be an obnoxiously loud and cheerful man who was a constant obstacle to his goal of being the number one hero. Though, that being said, he’d be lying if he said that All Might was an unattractive Alpha. In fact, he was extremely attractive. Enji had even fantasized about him in the past. Under normal circumstances, Enji would never dream of acting on these fantasies, but having the one Alpha big and powerful enough to take care of him like a more traditional Omega standing right in front of him… Well, Enji wasn’t one to squander an opportunity. With that thought, Enji continued, “Why use a dildo when I could have the real thing?”

The Alpha choked again, flushing as red as Enji’s hair, “O-oh! Y-you have someone to help you through this? Not that there’s anything wrong with that! That’s okay! I just didn’t realize that…”

“I meant you, assuming that you’re willing to help. I promise I’ll make it worth your time.” Enji invited. He felt confident that he’d be taken up on that invitation as the Alpha reeked of repressed arousal, even through his scent blockers, and had since the car ride over.

All Might, meanwhile, flushed impossibly redder. He swallowed thickly, before nervously clearing his throat. “Are you sure? I don’t want to do anything if this is just your heat talking…”

“I’m not some hormone crazed teenager, my heats don’t alter my judgement. When I ask you to fuck me, rest assured I am asking you to fuck me in full awareness.” he deadpanned in reply. Part of him was wondering if the sex would be worth putting up with this obnoxiously nervous man.

“Well, if you’re sure, Enji,” All Might smirked, suddenly as confident as he was when facing down a villain. The scent of his arousal had grown strong enough that his scent blockers couldn’t keep up and Enji was drowning in the number one’s strong, dominant presence. The sex would definitely be worth putting up with his annoying behavior.

Enji grabbed him by the front of his shirt into a crushing kiss. Although Enji had been the one to initiate, All Might quickly gained the upper hand and quickly had Enji melting into his hold. For as awkward and easily flustered as he was, his experience was clear. Enji suddenly understood why his previous Omega’s claimed to be ok with a lifestyle they weren’t. This was the ideal Alpha.

As All Might moved his skillful mouth to Enji’s scent glands the Omega gasped. He hadn’t had anyone stimulate his scent glands in 15 years and so it was extremely sensitive, not to mention that Rei never treated him with this much passion (not that he could blame her).

“A-All Might” he moaned, grabbing a fistful of the Alpha’s golden locks, confident he could be rougher with him than he ever could with Rei.

The Alpha paused his administration, making Enji whine, yes actually whine, at the loss of sensation, but when the Alpha spoke, Enji listened with rapt attention, “Toshinori. Call me Toshinori,” he panted, a hint of a pleased growl in his tone, “If we’re gonna do this, you should at least call me by my name…” a dark grin, so unlike the one he constantly wore that Enji hated, crossed his face, “Or you can address me as Alpha, if you want.”

Enji’s breath caught in his throat, he wasn’t the same man who was blushing and getting all flustered mere minutes ago to suddenly be so bold. It was hot.

“Alright then, Alpha” Enji growled back before pulling him back into a kiss.

But Toshinori broke the kiss, pushing back to get Enji’s attention once again, much to the Omega’s annoyance. “Ground rules?” he asked.

Enji looked at him blankly, “Ground rules? What do you mean?”

“I mean, what are you okay with and what are you not? I don’t want to cross any lines while we do this.” He explained.

“Just don’t give me a mate mark. This is probably my last heat, I don’t plan on wasting it.” Enji huffed, he wished the Alpha would just fuck him already. The beginning of their foreplay already had him incredibly worked up and Enji was sure that he was soaking through his hero costume.

“Let’s still set up a safe word, ok? Just in case,” Toshinori insisted.

Enji rolled his eyes but still huffed, “Fine. Pineapple.”

The Alpha nodded, “Ok, Pineapple it is. Condoms?”

“Are you clean?” The red-head asked in response.

“Of course!” Toshinori eagerly replied.

“Then don’t worry about it. Like I said, this is likely my last heat, I plan on enjoying it to the fullest.” The Omega continued with a smirk.

“But what about…” the blonde questioned, looking down at the Omega’s mid-section.

“Toshinori, I’m 45. You’re older than I am. The odds of you getting me pregnant after this, even if I am in heat, are slim to none. If by some miracle you do manage to knock me up… then we’ll cross that bridge when we come to it. Now please, just fuck me,” he enticed, before biting his lip, thinking of how to get his Alpha of the moment to hurry up and go back to taking care of him. “Please, Alpha, I need you to fuck me.” He whined, trying his best to mimic more “typical” omega’s.

It seemed to do the trick as Toshinori let out a low growl and set back in on Enji’s neck, but this time, instead of simply holding the Omega, his hands set to work tugging at the smaller man’s shirt.

Enji quickly got the hint and leaned back just long enough to take off his shirt. Toshinori’s large, rough hands quickly took advantage of the newly exposed skin, feeling up Enji’s chiseled abs and large pectorals. Being an Omega, his chest was softer and rounder than one would expect given his physique if he was an Alpha or a Beta, as he still had mammary glands and breast tissue that couldn’t be worked away. However it was significantly less breast tissue than would be expected from an Omega with four children but Toshinori wasn’t complaining if his skillful ministrations were anything to go by. In fact the Alpha seemed to decide now was a good time to lift Enji up and start carrying him to the bed.

It took Enji a moment to realize what was happening. He had never, in his life, had an Alpha lift him up and carry him anywhere. Now he had an Alpha lifting him and carrying him as though he were weightless, sucking on and growling into his neck as though he’s the most desirable thing in the world and Enji was on cloud nine.

It didn’t take long for the pair to reach the bed and as soon as they did, Toshinori threw Enji onto the bed, getting the Omega all the more excited at the display of strength. The Alpha then practically ripped off his own shirt, displaying a body that was everything promised by his skin-tight hero costume, plus a few gnarly scars that if anything just increased the Alpha’s attractiveness in the Omega’s eyes. But what had Enji’s heart skipping a beat was the Alpha reaching for his belt.

All Might really was a prime Alpha. His erection stood proud at a solid ten inches, and nearly half as thick as it was long. His knot was already visibly throbbing, and his tip leaked a steady stream of pre-cum. Enji was about to lean forward to get a taste of the delicious specimen in front of him, but the Alpha pinned him back down with a growl before his hands traveled lower and hovered over the fastening of the Omega’s pants, waiting for approval.

Which Enji gave in the form of a strangled, “Please” and plenty of whimpers and whines. God, Enji didn’t think he’d ever been this worked up in his life. But then again, he’s also never had an Alpha want him like this before. He’s never let himself indulge in his Omega instincts like this before.

Toshinori made quick work of the Omega’s pants and boxers, exposing the smaller man to him completely. If there was anything about Enji that would expose him as an Omega, it was what he kept under his jeans. His dick was larger than most Omega’s at 3 inches aroused, but nowhere near what one would expect from his Alpha-like physique. It and his hole were both drooling in anticipation as to what was to come.

And their Alpha for the time being didn’t make them wait long, but not in the way Enji had hoped. Not that he was complaining. No, his Alpha had decided to attend to his erection using his mouth while his fingers tended to his aching opening. Enji was short circuiting, hands buried into Toshinori’s hair, pulling him closer as he bucked into the larger man’s face. Due to a combination of his heat, how long its been since he had last had sex, and how he had never had an Alpha attend to him so thoughtfully before, it didn’t take the Omega to shudder out his first orgasm of his heat. To his surprise, not only did Toshinori swallow, but he even licked his lips with a devious smirk before kissing Enji deeply.

The Alpha still tasted like the salty musk of the Omega’s own arousal, adding to the dizzying effect of his afterglow.

Toshinori then moved to whisper into the Omega’s ear, nibbling on the lobe as he did, “Are you ready for this United States of Smash, little Omega?” his voice a low rumble, heavy with lust.

If Enji were not still high on his post orgasmic cloud and deep in the throes of his heat, the Alpha’s phrasing would have annoyed him to the point of scowling and sharp remarks. Instead, all he said was a desperate “Yes, Alpha! Please. I need you!”.

“Don’t worry, darling. I am here.” the Alpha declared confidently as he slowly slid his length inside. Though his confident smirk fell a little as his own pleasure took hold and he let out a pinched moan.

Not that Enji really noticed as the red-head was lost in the slow, intense burn of having the largest cock he had ever experienced, real or fake, taking him. Enji started rolling his hips, encouraging the Alpha to truly start the show, leaving dark hickeys on the blonde’s neck and collarbone as he obliged.

What followed was several hours of what began as heat driven fucking and slowly evolved into impassioned love-making.

When Enji awoke the morning after, he found the bed deserted, much to his dismay. Not only did his heat driven instincts make him uneasy when not around “his” Alpha, he had genuinely enjoyed his roll in the hay with his ex-rival and hoped that he could spend some time talking things out with the Alpha. He considered getting up to search for his missing lover, but a deep ache that echoed through him as he sat up promptly put that plan on hold. Instead he focused on another pressing issue according to his instincts; fixing the bed into a proper nest. While the more lust driven side of his heat had been sated for the moment, the more domestic side was urging him to make a comfortable area for him and his Alpha.

After doing his best to arrange all of the soft material in the room into a somewhat acceptable nest Enji was feeling a bit less sore and Toshinori had still not reappeared… Granted Enji had no idea how long the Alpha had been missing. His scent was still as strong as ever. Regardless, the Omega decided to investigate.

Slipping into his discarded boxers, he left the bedroom and went into the kitchen. And just about set the place on fire as he came across an (initially) unfamiliar emaciated figure. The man was tall, blonde, and skeletal. He was largely undressed, much like Enji himself, and sported some severe but familiar scars.

In fact it didn’t take long for Enji to realize that the skeletal man was none-other than his temporary Alpha. The Omega was ashamed he didn’t recognize him sooner though that embarrassment was drowned out by his flood of confusion and concern at the number one’s new form.

Yet before he could express any of this Toshinori sputtered up some blood then spoke up, “Enji! I-... Uh… You weren’t supposed to see this!” he stuttered in a panic.

“What happened?!” Enji demanded.

“After my last fight with All for One, I was left severely injured. I lost about half of my internal organs. I can’t maintain my old form for more than a few hours. Yesterday really pushed me to my limit so I tried to sneak off while you were still sleeping so I could hopefully catch my breath without you knowing.” He explained solemnly.

“Why?” was all the Omega could choke out, staring at the sickly Alpha in utter disbelief.

“Because if word got out that I was this injured there would be mass chaos. I have to remain the symbol of peace.” He answered easily, if tiredly. The Alpha’s eyes shone with the burden of the truth his words bore.

Enji, as much as he hated it, knew that Toshinori was absolutely right. The symbol of peace had to remain as untouchable as ever to avoid mass hysteria. But that still didn’t answer, “Why, though? Why hide it from me? I’m a hero too and you should know by now that I wouldn’t sell out a secret as vital as this for some quick cash or a dishonest boost to my rank!” Enji was honestly hurt by the Alpha’s secrecy, as much as he didn’t want to be.

Toshinori couldn’t meet the flame-user’s intense gaze as he answered, “I was afraid you would be disgusted by me. You wanted the symbol of peace, right? A big, strong, typical Alpha to help you through your heat. And I’m… simply not that when I’m like this. I’m practically the opposite.”

Enji was floored by this revelation. “Are you insane?!” he roared in response, “You were afraid I would reject you for not being enough like a stereotypical Alpha?!” he was tempted to laugh.

Toshinori, meanwhile, looked back in shock. “Of course! You deserve to have any Alpha you want, with your drive and undying spirit. You’re unwavering determination to reach a goal by any means necessary, and simply your natural talent… You’re amazing, Enji.”

“You are the sweetest Alpha I have ever met,” Enji simply stated, eyes full of tears.

Ultimately, Enji got to talk things out like he initially desired and ended up with a much better understanding of his former rival. He also ended up with a heat to remember, complete with souvenirs, a blossoming new relationship and two new members of the family.

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When Enji had realized he was pregnant, despite all odds, he was initially a bit panicked but after speaking with Toshinori and thinking it through, he decided to go through with this final pregnancy. On September 19th of that year, they welcomed a set of twins, a boy named Haruo, who has hair that started blonde at the roots and faded to red by the ends, giving the impression of flames, and a little girl named Natsumi who’s hair was a solid blonde. Both of the twins ended up being quirkless like their sire initially was. While Enji would be lying if he said he wasn’t a little disappointed, he swore before they were born to do better by all of his children, so he didn’t let their lack of a quirk all together to affect how he treated them.

His older children were initially put off by the idea of having more siblings, and were angry at him for “starting a new family” so soon after divorcing Rei and before he was able to actually repair or atone for any damage that remained between him and them, but none of them let that anger affect their relationship with Haruo and Natsumi, even if their anger with him was still palpable.

Now with the twins being four, Shoto being in his third year at UA, and him now publicly out as an Omega, there was still a lot in his life that needed work, but he’ll say that things were certainly in a better place than they were four years ago when a surprise heat and an impulsive fling changed his life forever.

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