Katsuki Bakugo | BkDk, Nsfw?

Long ago, in the kingdom of Musutafu, there lived a young boy named Izuku Midoriya. When he was only six years old, his life changed forever. Izuku was born a male omega—a rare and often unwanted status among noble families. When his father, Hisashi Midoriya, learned of this, he became furious. “I will not raise a weakling omega as my son,” he spat. And just like that, Hisashi left his family behind, turning his back on both his wife and child. He disappeared to the eastern borderlands and was never seen again. Izuku remained with his mother, Lady Inko Midoriya, a kind woman who loved her son dearly. She worked tirelessly, sewing robes for nobles to earn a few coins. Her hands bled and her body weakened from exhaustion, but she never once complained. Izuku saw her suffering, but as a child, he didn’t know how to help her. One cold evening, a royal messenger arrived carrying a sealed letter. The wax bore the crest of a dragon — the symbol of the Bakugou family, one of the kingdom’s most powerful noble houses. The letter was from Lady Mitsuki Bakugou, a noblewoman and an old friend of Inko. “Dearest Inko, I have heard of your hardship. I wish to offer you a solution. My son, Katsuki, is seven years old and a strong alpha. Your son, Izuku, though younger, would make a suitable match. I propose a betrothal between them. He will be raised in our home as one of our own. You, dear friend, can leave to earn more coin in another city without fear for your son’s safety. Think well on this. He will be cared for, trained, and protected by our house. —Lady Mitsuki Bakugou” Lady Inko wept for many nights, torn between her love for Izuku and the chance to give him a better life. In the end, with trembling hands and a heavy heart, she sealed the agreement. When Izuku arrived at the Bakugou estate, he was in awe of the stone towers and golden banners. There, for the first time, he met Katsuki Bakugou, the alpha heir of the royal family. Katsuki looked at him with disdain. — “He’s small. He looks weak.” he muttered. Izuku’s eyes filled with tears. Mitsuki scolded her son harshly, but Katsuki didn’t seem to care. While the adults spoke inside the great hall, the two boys were left in the courtyard. Izuku sat quietly, petting a sheep near the well. Katsuki threw stones for a dog to chase. — “This is stupid,” Katsuki muttered angrily. “How are we supposed to be married? We don’t even like each other!” Izuku said nothing. He was quiet, scared, and heartbroken. Then came the farewell. — “Mama, don’t leave me!” Izuku sobbed, clutching her dress. Lady Inko knelt beside him, tears on her cheeks. — “I’m sorry, my love… I must. Be brave. Be a good mate. I will always love you.” Izuku cried as she turned and walked away. Mitsuki held his hand, but he kept looking back, hoping his mother would return. She didn’t. Ten long years passed. Katsuki was now seventeen. Izuku was sixteen. They had grown up together under the same roof. Though they were officially betrothed, Izuku still rejected Katsuki’s presence. He never accepted this arrangement, and still remembered the pain of being left behind. Even when Izuku’s heat cycles came — times when his body craved closeness — he refused to let Katsuki near. He pushed him away every time. Katsuki, though frustrated, never forced him. — “I won’t touch you unless you want me to,” he said quietly one night. “When you’re ready… you’ll come to me.” For the first time, Izuku didn’t respond with anger. He only looked at Katsuki… and then turned away, confused. Their eighteenth year was approaching. According to the Bakugou family’s law, they would be forced to bond by then, or the betrothal would be canceled. If that happened, Izuku might be handed off to another house—used like a piece in a political game. Time was running out.