#kirishimaimagines

[uniqorrn]

Alpha! Kiribaku x sick omega reader

Warnings: none just fluff

A/N: if you don’t like/support poly relationships then this isn’t for you. Please leave thank you :)

Pairing: Kirishima x reader, kiribaku x reader, Bakugo x reader, Bakugo x kirishima.

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Kirishima’s scarlet red eyes opened for the first time that morning, not out of free will though. His sleepy eyes looked down at his omega, his face scrunching up in worry as soon as his eyes landed on you. Your face was scrunched up ever so slightly, your cheeks were dusted a light pink color, and your skin was pale. Plus, he could basically smell the sick smell that bounced off you. He placed one of his hands against your forehead, his eyes widening at how high your fever seemed to be. His cold hand on your head actually helped you relax, and in your sleep you cuddled into his chest, pressing your nose against his neck, prodding it gently as you took in a deep breath of the alphas scent.

A small sleepy grin crossed the alphas face as he wrapped his arms around your small frame, his protective side coming out as he breathed in the scent of you. He closed his eyes once more, reaching an arm out behind you to feel for Bakugo, wanting to let him know that their omega was sick. However, he only found that spot to be empty. His eyes opened immediately, his hand touching the cold wrinkled sheets where his other partner lay at night. He must have been gone for awhile as the sheets weren’t even hot at all.

“I’m right here shitty hair” Kirishima’s head turned to the bedroom door, his eyes landing on the blonde that stood there with a plastic bag full of medicines, rags, soups and other necessities needed when people got sick.

“Did you-?”

“Yes. Now keep quiet you’ll wake her up” Bakugo whispered, as he began placing the medicines along with the rags and a water bottle on the bedside table next to kirishima. Kirishima moved slightly to grab his other partners hand, using his strength to pull him down, their noses touching. Kirishima let out a little growl and gave Bakugo a peck on the lips, whispering a good morning to his angry blonde Pomeranian. With a “tch” and a good morning back Bakugo made his way for the door, but not before taking in a quick sniff of his partners scent.

“I’m going to make some breakfast, when our kitten wakes up make sure she takes some of that medicine.” And with that he left the room, leaving the door wide open as he left for the kitchen. Kirishima sighed to himself, he had his alpha and his omega here with him every morning. He couldn’t be happier. The slight moans and turns of you shook the red alpha out of his thoughts, he placed his hand on your upper arm as he watched you toss and turn against his chest. Soon though, your eyes opened and they immediately shut as a louder groan left your lips. Kirishima let out a small chuckle as he watched you muzzle further into him. You wanted to be covered in Kirishimas and Bakugos scent. It let others know who you belong to and if we’re honest, both alphas find it quite attractive that their omega wants to be drowned in their scent. Which also wasn’t normal per say.

“Mornin’ cupcake, how ya feeling?”

“Like crap..” you mumbled, keeping your eyes closed in hopes that the pounding headache you had would just go away. You sniffled slightly, rubbing your eyes as you tried to prevent yourself from coughing.

“Here, take this medicine and let me run you a hot shower. That might make you feel a little better.” He cooed, sitting up in bed as he grabb the small medicine bottle. He poured the liquid into the small cap and handed it to you before getting up and out of bed himself. He walked into the threes shared bathroom, turning the knob in the shower to turn it on.

After the water was warm enough he poked his head out of the bathroom door. A small smirk/smile hybrid thing creeped up his face. Yes, He was aware that he wasn’t wearing a shirt. Yes, He was aware that he was extremely muscular and that you loved it when he didn’t wear one. Bakugo seemed to agree with you as well. But, he couldn’t tell if your shy omega nature was coming out because of that or because you were sick. You were a blushing mess but, he couldn’t seem to tell the difference with your cheeks already being red from being sick. You finally slowly got up out of bed, wincing and whining at the dizziness you felt as you stood up.

As you entered the bathroom the warm steam hit your body, clearing up your sinuses almost instantly. Kirishima gave you a hot kiss on the top of your head and left you to go help Bakugo in the kitchen. You stripped off each piece of clothing slowly, eyes barely able to keep themselves open as you stepped into the hot shower, sighing in relief as the hot water soothed your stuffed up nose and sore throat.

You stayed in the shower for fifteen minutes, sighing uncomfortably at the brisk, cold air that hit your skin. You wrapped the cream colored towel around your body, drying your wet hair with another one. Shortly after you had a warm pair of pajamas on as you quickly put on a pair of fluffy socks, a small cough escaping your throat. 

You walked out into the kitchen, the smell of chicken noodle soup made it past the stuffy barrier in your nose causing your stomach to growl slightly. 

“What are you doing up pebble?” Kirishima questioned, wrapping his arms around your small frame. You leaned into him, closing your eyes as you rested your head on his chest. Bakugou turned to look over his shoulder, grinning the two of you but his eyes held a small worry glare as they fell on you. 

“I missed you guys..” You mumbled into him, breathing in his familiar scent. The sound of metal hitting against your bowls caused you to peak around Kirishima, watching Bakugou poor homemade chicken noodle soup into a bowl for you. They took you back to the bedroom where Kirishima joined you in bed as Bakugou handed you the bowl.  “Careful, it’s hot.” He grumbled out. Both boys then made themselves comfortable on each side of you as you scooped spoonfuls of soup into your mouth. Winching every so often at your sore throat. Bakugou settle his head in the crook of your neck, a growl coming from his throat as he inhaled your scent. The sweet smell of honey shafted off your sent glands, driving Bakugou crazy at how innocent you could be. 

Kirishima allowed his hand to run up your thighs, massaging your aching muscles with warm hands. His head rested on the pillow behind him, sighing contently as you three enjoyed each others presence.