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Izuku sighs as he inhales an intoxicating stick of nicotine; reflecting on the steps it took for him to get to where he was. The Club . It’s what everyone called it, but he knew what it was. A brothel full of omegas who owed the Diamond group money. Not the omegas themselves, but the alphas in their life who accrued way more than their greedy, fat fingers could provide for their families.
Looking out into the ocean, he drops the bud on the ground to snuff it out as he groans. Tugging on his hand, he looks down at the small soon to be 5 year old kid on the ground next to him who looks confused. “Onii-chan, what are we doing here? Are we going to swim?”
Swim .
“Of course, Keiko. We’re just going for a swim, yeah?” Izuku smiles at her; although it never fully reaches his ears. “Come, hold onto me. I don’t want you floating away now.”
He bends down to take the girl into his arms, her green pigtails swinging from the motion of him lifting her up as he takes off his shoes. Stepping into the water, he tightens his grip on her as he steps in; shivering from the rushing waves of high tide. His mind wanders once again, thinking about his specific situation and how he couldn’t just leave his little sister to suffer alone.
That bastard took everything away from us. Starting with Mom. The little slut cheated on her and the fucking mistress left me to raise the baby. I wasn’t going to let him dump that work on Mom, she was fucking ill! Then he pulls the plug and doesn’t fucking tell me shit, taking off with her hospital money and dumps his debt onto me. I didn’t even sign those damn papers, but it’s not like they fucking believe me.
The water was chest high as he sighs, forcing himself to go a little further. A hand tugs hard on the back of his shirt as he’s yanked backwards. Shocked, his head turns back as he’s face to face with a red-eyed blonde who grins wickedly. “Thought you could escape me, you bitch!?”
Choking, Izuku looks down at the shaking, soaked girl in his arms who nuzzled into his neck as they got pulled back to shore. Feeling Keiko get grabbed out of his arms, he gasps reaching out for her as some men put her in another car; her screaming of terror from being separated from her older brother echoing on the empty beaches. “Was stabbing one of my guys not enough for you? You trying to kill the kid, too?”
“Sir, we could have done it. Are you alright?!” One of the bald-headed betas question the blonde as he waves them off.
“I’m fucking fine. Your asses were too slow and that would have been a fucking waste.” The blonde grins, looking over the greenette who has tears streaming down his cheeks in frustration; eyebrows knitted in anger as he glares at the ground in front of him.
A slap grabs his attention as he’s promptly dragged into a car of his own, struggling against two men as he kicks and slaps them.
The car door closes as a head shoves itself into his ribs as he runs a hand through her hair. Hearing the other side open, he glares at the blonde who beams back at him. “Us adults need to talk, so we’ll be taking the kid for a bit. She’ll be in good hands after we get to where we need to go.”
“Fuck you.”
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Calming down after an hour ride into Tokyo, the greenette feels the car close as he glares at the men on either side of him. The blonde alpha switched cars 30 minutes prior, claiming to need an outfit change, Feeling their hands wrap around his arms, he goes limp as they drag him out of the car and into a large penthouse styled building. Walking into the lobby, one of the men flash their badge at the front desk staff who nod; buzzing them into the bottom floor of the building.
Tossing the greenette into the basement, they lock the door as he stands up from the ground as the lights suddenly turn on. “Geez, do none of you fucker speak?! What the hell do you fucking want from me?!”
“Stop shouting, you dick. Where the fuck did you think you were going? You were doing great, so what gives?” The blonde from earlier sits with his feet up as he checks his phone, uninterested in the man in front of him. “Midoriya Izuku, 23… omega. Who’s the kid with you? Your daughter?”
“None of your fucking business. What do you want with me?” The greenette hisses, arms crossed as the blonde frowns; turning his phone onto the table as he stands up from his seat. Walking around, he smirks as he stands practically nose to nose with the shorter man who glares up at him.
“Oh, but it is my business. Your father borrowed money from my parents. Exactly 70 billion yen* from my people. Since it’s a small affair, I thought I’d handle it.” The blonde’s smirk turns into a wicked grin as he takes a step back; placing a hand on his chest as he bows his head a little. “Oh, but where are my manners? You probably don’t remember me, I’m Bakugou Katsuki. We’re childhood friends.”
“If we’re friends, why the fuck am I in debt to you when I haven’t even seen any of that fucking money? Remove the fucking debt, bud.” Izuku frowns, looking at the man in front of him in disgust as he notices the blood stains and bruises on his skin.
“Oh, you see… I can’t. That means that we lose out on that cash, you know. As friends, you must know how important loaning money is for business. But I do have some wonderful options for you if you’d be interested.” Katsuki smiles genuinely, picking up a manilla folder and waving it in front of the greenette who glances at it. “Firstly, you can continue paying off your debt just like you’ve been doing. I heard that you were a host at The Club. I doubt you’d want to go there, especially with a child.”
“She’s not my fucking kid and she’s old enough to be left on her own.”
“That’s dangerous. The options get safer for her, if you’d listen. Option 2.” Katsuki pauses, waiting to see if the greenette is intrigued. Green brows raise in confusion at his sudden silence, telling him to continue speaking. “You get a better paying job. The sooner you pay it off, the better your life will be. I can help set you up with an office job.”
“... what’s option 3?” Izuku mumbles, the blonde snickering at the look of defeat on the greenette’s face.
“Marry me.” The blonde pulls out a contract from the folder, turning the paper towards the greenette who looks unimpressed. “You see, I need an omega to give birth to my child. Each time you sleep with me, it’ll be 50 thousand yen**. Sounds good?”
Doing the math in his head, Izuku’s face slowly grows full of disgust as he glares at the alpha in front of him. “You must think I’m fucking desperate or something. That’s having sex with your ass over 140000 times. What makes you think I’d want to-!?”
A hand grabs his arm, pulling him towards the blonde as lips press to his own. Trying to pull back, he yelps in pain as a tongue slips into his mouth against his will. Biting down, he spits blood out as he glares at the blonde who wipes his mouth with a smirk. “You really think you have a choice? You’re adorable…”
“What? You fucking said I did!?” Izuku screams as a hand snakes its way into his pants, finger tips caressing his asshole as he warily looks at the alpha; not wanting to turn his attention away from the shady blonde who smiles at him. “W-why are you doing this? I-I’ll take the office job…”
“Fine. The other options remain, but I’ll set you up with an office job.” Katsuki hums, his finger circling the slightly puckered hole before dipping a finger in; earning a gasp from Izuku. “But… I’ll be taking 50 thousand right now as a down payment for the apartment I’ll be lending you.”
Opening his eyes in fear, Izuku attempts to run before being slammed onto the wooden desk; dropping a lamp and few papers as his pants are promptly yanked off. Kicking his legs, he whines in pain as the blonde licks his lips; looking over the small dick laying limply in front of him. Pulling out his extremely hard dick, he inserts it without much thought as Izuku’s mouth opens in horror as his eyes tear up from the harsh insertion. “N-no! Please! G-get off of me, y-you bitch!”
Feeling a hand around his neck, he chokes as he’s pulled closer to the blonde’s face as red eyes stare into his own. “Hm, you don’t look like you’re in the position to be making choices. So how about you shut up and take it, yeah? Look, you’re fucking wet-... oh, wait… that’s blood.”
Katsuki’s eyebrows crinkle in disgust as he wipes his bloody fingers onto the greenette who’s silently whimpering. Continuing as if it wasn’t a problem, the alpha continues thrusting into the tight and bruised hole; licking his lips as his eyebrows furrow in amazement. “Shit, you’re so fucking tight. How are you so tight for a host?”
Tears stream down Izuku’s cheeks as he closes his eyes, hoping that the alpha is nearly done with his assault. Counting the seconds passing, the greenette groans as he feels his ass get full from cum quickly releasing in his ass. “W-wait! I-I don’t w-want to b-be pregnant!”
“If you are, you are. Shut the fuck up and be happy that you’re useful.” Katsuki spits, pulling out as he zips up his pants in boredom. “I’ll have a job made for you in a bit. I’ll have my guys take you now.” Snapping his fingers, the doors open to show a redhead and a black haired man.
Lifting the greenette by his arms, he allows for the omega to fix himself up before following behind the two men who talk to one another in hushed whispers. “Um, hi. I’m Kirishima Eijiro. This is Sero Hanta. We work for the Bakugos… are you his omega, now?”
“...” The greenette remains silent, glaring at the taller alphas who weren’t like the rest of the beta guards. “Why are you alphas? The other guys were dumb betas who didn’t talk…”
“Oh, we’re friends of Katsuki. We’ve known him since high school. There’s a few more of us, but we’re his right hands.” Eijiro explains as Izuku hums in understanding. “So… do you have a name or what?”
“Did he ever mention a ‘Deku’ before…?” Izuku whispers, arms wrapped around himself as Eijiro’s eyes widen; Hanta’s face remaining confused. “That would be me… useless, fucking Deku.”
“Oh… you’re the childhood friend. Your family owe money?”
“Apparently so. Though that man was never my family.” Izuku spits, rolling his eyes as he looks around at the car. “Where’s Keiko?”
“Oh, your kid. We took her to the apartment already. It’s only 20 minutes from here, so hop in. I’m driving.” Eijiro grins as the greenette gets in the car, reluctantly.