Ochako doesn’t know whether they are saving each other from this mess, or dragging each other deeper into it. All she knows is that it feels warm, and good, when she gently pulls Bakugou so close their bodies are aligned all the way, and kisses him.
Every time, one of them turned out to be an alpha, Katsuki gritted his teeth. Why was he not an alpha already?
Nervös checkte Izuku im Spiegel, ob seine Haare auch richtig saßen. Ein Date... mit einem Mädchen!
