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Tenya's surprised when Midoriya suddenly drops cookies in front of him one morning.
"Is this for me?" He asks, curiously picking up the cutely wrapped snack.
Midoriya makes a vague noise of agreement, walks away from him and flops down into his seat like a doll whose string was cut off. Tenya stares after him, noting the bags under his eyes and his unusually rumpled uniform. He's even missing his tie.
A gasp grabs his attention. Uraraka just came through the door and she's staring at the cookies in Tenya's hand like it's an insult to her and her family. She hastily makes way for him.
"Iida-kun!" she whispers frantically once she reaches him. "Did Deku-kun give you that?"
"Uh," Tenya stammers. "Yes."
"No," Uraraka moans, miming a swoon with her hand to her forehead. "What is this betrayal?! Iida-kun, you lucky thing!"
"Uraraka-san--" he starts, but is cut off when a hand swoops down to grab his cookies. A sudden flash of irritation rises in him. He moves his hand up, putting it way above whoever it is.
"Kaminari-kun!" He chides.
Kaminari grins and straightens up. "I was just going to see what's up. It's just cookies." He swaggers away after that, leaving Iida to sigh in relief.
"Iida-kun!" Uraraka calls him. She gives him a thumbs up. "Go for it! Our friendship is strong enough to overcome this! I'm rooting for you! I'll have my chance later!"
She walks pass him and goes for her seat.
Tenya is confused.
"Todoroki-kun."
Shouto looks up at the call of his name. Midoriya's standing by his table, a flush on his cheeks as he fidgets. Good timing. Shouto was just going to ask him something.
"Are you okay?"
Midoriya blinks at him. "What do you mean?"
"You don't look like you had enough sleep." The bags under his eyes are about as heavy as Shouto's entire body weight.
"It's fine," Midoriya waves his concern away with a smile. It's only then that Shouto notices he's hiding something behind him.
"What do you have there?" he asks, because tact is a dead language.
Midoriya's blush reaches all the way down to his neck. It's actually alarming to look at.
"I don't want you to look at this the wrong way, but I swear sometimes I just get lost inside my own head and before I knew it I made too much and I swear I really don't mean to make you feel uncomfortable, just...please accept this."
He brings out whatever it is he's hiding, and it takes Shouto a moment that he's looking at cookies wrapped in a cutesy see-through wrapper with pink bunnies.
"What is this?" he asks as he calmly reaches out to pluck the item from Midoriya's hands.
"Cookies!" Midoriya answers with a bright grin. He's beaming so hard Shouto feels trapped, which is ridiculous.
When Midoriya left, Shouto stares after him, so of course, he has front row view to Bakugou staring at him with a bewilderingly murderous face.
Curious.
Eijirou grins when Midoriya comes bounding in his direction during the free period. He's seen what happened this morning, and he honestly feels really honored that it's him Midoriya goes for next.
"Kirishima-kun!" he calls out, all bright eyed and bushy tailed, and, oh hell, that's really cute, actually.
"Midoriya! You got something for me?" he asks directly, and feels his grin stretches when his classmate almost trips over nothing.
"W-well, I do, actually," Midoriya stammers out. Then, "How did you know?"
"I'm really good at this stuff. And you weren't subtle at all," Eijirou answers. Midoriya's face explodes. He's really red as he takes out his token and shoves it into Eijirou's hands.
Eijirou watches him go before turning to his friends, all of whom are staring at him.
"Whoa, he gave you one too?" Kaminari asks, staring at the package with wonder. "Lucky! He gave Iida one too."
"And Todoroki," Sero adds. "What's up with that?"
Eijirou stares at them. "You guys don't get it?"
Kaminari and Sero give him dirty looks when he laughs at them.
He ignores Bakugou's stabbing glare behind him.
Momo isn't sure who's redder at this point, her or Midoriya.
"U-um, I'm really honored, Midoriya-san, but are you sure--"
"Please," Midoriya says with a near whimper. Momo aches for him. "Just take it. I swear I'll be back to normal soon. I just need to give this to you."
"Of course!" Momo ungracefully reaches for the cookies. Midoriya sighs with relief as soon as it's no longer in his hand.
They stand there in the abandoned hallway in silence, like a scene from a bad shoujo manga. Momo wants to eat the cookies and cry and forget everything for Midoriya's sake. But...
"I noticed you brought another bag along with your school bag. Is there anyone else that you might have difficulty to reach?"
A heavy silence. "Please."
"A-anytime."
It takes an embarrassingly long time for the rest of the class to catch up with what's going on. That is to say, the third day Midoriya goes around giving cookies to practically everyone, somebody finally say it out loud. Or rather, asks.
"Midoriya-chan, are you in mini heat?"
There's silence, then a cacophony.
"Asui-san," Midoriya says amidst the alphas talking/yelling over each other. "Why?"
Tsuyu stares at her share of Midoriya's affection. "I'm a beta, Midoriya-chan. This is getting out of hand."
"Midoriya-kun!" Iida comes barreling through, stopping in front of him and grabbing him by the shoulders. "I apologize for being insensitive! Thank you for your cookies, they were absolutely divine. Although," Iida pauses as if to brace himsef, "I shared them with my brother. I apologize for this misstep."
Midoriya looks ready to cry.
Kaminari's yelling, "How could you do that to Midoriya's cookies! Ungrateful!"
"You don't do that to a man's token, you don't!" Kirishima's yelling next as he replaces Iida in front of Midoriya. "Sorry for these idiots, Midoriya. I can't believe they really didn't get what you were giving them. Some alphas they are."
"I ate all of them during lunch yesterday," Shouji says, softly as if trying not to spook the shaken boy. "They were really good. And I did not share them with anyone, even when Mineta asked."
Iida looks utterly devastated by this revelation.
Alphas and their pride, Tsuyu thinks. Then internally preens because she's the first beta to receive Midoriya's token.
Bakugou's weirdly silent, but Tsuyu doesn't think much of it, because she just received a token . Everyone's gonna flip.
Ochako watches her crush fusses over the sick Ojiro. Her heart is fit to burst over Deku-kun's soft mother-henning. Ojiro looks so out of it but she knows he would still be the same shade of red he is even if he weren't.
"Do you need another blanket, Ojiro-kun?" Deku asks, again.
Ochako giggles. "Deku-kun, you'll smother him that way."
Deku's face explodes in blush.
"It's cute," she assures. "I've never been near someone in mini heat. I heard some really weird things but you just become a mother, don't you, Deku-kun?"
He settles on the sofa beside her, although his eyes are still on Ojiro. Really, a mother. "I haven't done this for anyone other than my mom in years. I know how overbearing I can get."
Ochako might need to be rushed to the ER after this. Why does he have to be so cute ? "Deku-kun, everyone will be glad to have you fussing over them."
"Hear, hear," Jiro says in response, although she has her eyes glued to her phone.
"I will gladly fight Kirishima and Bakugou for your cookies," Mina says, all alpha preening and girly charm.
Ochako was the last alpha in class to receive the divine snack. And it's fine, even though it kinda hurt. Just a little.
"I'm glad," Deku says, blushing brightly. "I've never made such a big batch before. I've only ever made them for my mom, Kacchan, and his parents."
"They were great," Ochako assures. The moment Deku turns his full attention back to the moaning Ojiro, she turns around and meets Mina and Jiro's wild eyes.
Bakugou and the divine snack? No way.
Shouto is the picture of calm indifference. The prince who blows hot and cold. The prince who will never catch fever or cold. The prince...who just sneezed.
Before he can blink, there's tissue shoved to his face. He looks at the owner of the hand, who's blushing behind his other hand.
"Midoriya," he starts.
"Just take it," Midoriya says, seemingly full of pain.
Shouto was just going to ask if he has more, but okay. He takes the tissue and wipes his nose. Around them, their friends continue eating their lunch. There's no way they missed that moment of pure instinct Midoriya exhibited.
It's nice, Shouto thinks, to have someone like Midoriya around. Just yesterday he gave Shouto a milk carton. And helped with his laundry. And cleaned his already clean room.
He's like a mother, Shouto realizes, and sits on that pleasant thought for the rest of lunch.
Mirio, over the course of his years in UA, has received many tokens before. While it's very flattering, he never takes the omegas up on their offer because his heart's set on another alpha. There are few people who know this and he trusts all of them. So why...
"I'm very flattered, but--"
Midoriya makes a horrified noise. A little behind him, his two alpha classmates, the redhead from Tamaki's internship and the little brother of Ingenium start to loom very threateningly. Mirio can take all of them, but he can't take Midoriya's tears.
"No! This is just a token of affection!" The moment the words escape his lips, Midoriya looks ready for the floor to open up and swallow him. "That is--I haven't presented! At all!"
"Just take it," Kirishima says, his face fierce as if daring Mirio to refuse. "He gives them to everyone, so don't misunderstand. He even gave them to our beta classmates."
Oh. "That's great!" Mirio puts his hands up and Midoriya drops the token into them, fast. "Thank you," he says with a grin. Midoriya's a really great kid. Of course he won't try anything when he knows about Mirio's forever unrequited love for Tamaki.
The kids left. Mirio returns to his class feeling very cheerful.
"Did Midoriya give you those cookies?" Tamaki asks once he sits down.
"Yep." Mirio starts unwrapping it. When he takes a bite, he feels like he's died and gone to heaven. It's that good.
Tamaki observes his blissful face. "Is it that good?"
"Yes," Mirio whimpers. When Tamaki doesn't say anything else, Mirio opens his eyes and sees the expectant expression on his face. "Oh," he says, feeling caught. "This is...a token."
Tamaki's soft face twists into a little frown. "You never have problem sharing them with me before."
"Yeah," Mirio says awkwardly. "But this one's different, I guess."
"Is it because Midoriya's the one who gave it to you?"
Well, kind of. "Yes." That kid's affection cannot be shared. It's too precious.
Tamaki abruptly stands up and leaves the classroom. Mirio stares after him, crumbs of cookies on his fingers.
"You idiot," says one of his classmates, staring at him contemptuously.
Mirio blinks at them. "What?"
They sigh in disgust. "Alphas," they say, and walk away.
Well, that was rude. Mirio shoves another cookie into his mouth.
It's three in the morning when Tokoyami goes down to the kitchen to get a glass of water. He stops by the doorway when he sees Midoriya by the counter stirring a bowl of something. By the looks of it, it'll be another batch of cookies.
He gets his water, rinses the glass and goes to stand beside his classmate. "Do you need help?"
Midoriya looks up. He eyes are unfocused.
Tokoyami frowns. "You shouldn't do this when you're tired. Here." He goes to grab the bowl from Midoriya's hand, but the omega jumps away, eyes still eerily unseeing.
"Are you okay?" Tokoyami asks. This is concerning. Maybe he should call someone. "You don't look...all there."
Midoriya ignores him and stirs his bowl of dough some more.
A chill runs down Tokoyami's spine. "Alright. I'll just...leave you to your baking."
He flees.
"You don't get between an omega and their weird ways of dealing with premature heat," Kirishima says sagely when he shares the experience.
Tokoyami sighs and pops his cookie into his beak. They're really good. He might cry.
PLUS ULTRA, YOUNG BAKUGOU
Toshinori sighs fondly at the gift on his table. He looks at the fidgeting boy in front of him. "Did you go on another baking spree again, my boy?"
The boy's face is completely red. "Please don't tease me, All Might, sir."
"I'm not," Toshinori assures. He picks up the cookies. He knows how good they are from past experience, so he'll save them for when he's having a leisure afternoon and not drowned in papers to be graded. "I saw your homeroom teacher with one of these the other day. How on earth did you convince him to take it?"
Midoriya moans incomprehensibly into his palms. "Yaoyorozu-san helped me out. Aizawa-sensei haven't looked me in the eye since then. I wanna die."
It would be inappropriate to laugh at his protege's unfortunate circumstances, but Toshinori is only a man. He manages by coughing. "It's alright, I'll explain it to him."
"Thank you, sir. I'll leave you to your work."
Toshinori waves him off. Once the door closes, he picks up another paper to grade, but the voices on the other side of his door grab his attention.
"Deku, where the fuck is my share?"
"What! Kacchan, you never want them before. The only reason I gave them to you at all was because you're the only alpha my age who was around!"
Silence.
"Fine," Midoriya relents. Another moment of silence. "And since you're going back to your parents' home for the weekend, here's aunt Mitsuki and uncle Masaru's share."
"For fuck's sake, Deku."
Bakugou will have to work hard to earn Midoriya's affection back. Toshinori feels no pity for the boy, but he's rooting for him, nonetheless.
Plus Ultra, young Bakugou.