Izuku's hands trembled as he stood in front of Katsuki's office door. He sucked in a deep breath, knocking softly.

"Come in," sounded the gruff voice on the other side of the door.

The Omega bit his lip and pushed open the door, shuffling in. "Kacchan..? Are you busy..?"

Katsuki scoffed and leaned back in his chair. "Am I busy? Of course I'm fucking busy, Deku," he growled lowly, setting aside his pen.

Izuku gulped. "Right... Sorry... That was stupid of me..."

The Alpha breathed deeply sighed, standing up. "Whatever. What did you want?" He stepped around his desk to lean back on it, folding his arms over his chest. "Is something not to your liking? One of the horses sick or injured? You here to tell me why you've been so sick?" There was hardly a pause between his guesses.

"Well..." Izuku twiddled with his thumbs, unable to look at the blond. "The... The last one," he answered quietly, tears burning his eyes. This is going to end badly. I just know it.

"So?"

The greenette shifted in place, tugging on the hem of his shirt. He had left it untucked to help hide his slightly bloated abdomen. "I, uhm... It's... It's hard to say."

Katsuki rolled his eyes. "Are you dying?"

I wish. "No." Izuku shook his head. Words were getting harder the more this dragged on.

"Get on with it, then, or leave. I'm a king, I have a lot of work to do." Katsuki shifted, clearly irritated.

Izuku swallowed hard, biting his lip. He tried to speak, but the lump building it his throat was almost too much to bare.

He could feel Katsuki's crimson eyes boring holes into his very soul.

The Alpha bared his teeth and growled after too long of a pause. "Get on with it-"

"I'm pregnant!"

Izuku's outburst caused another pause, much longer this time. The Alpha stared with wide eyes.

Izuku fidgeted, biting his lip to help himself hold back tears.

Finally, a strained laughed erupted from Katsuki's chest. He bent forward slightly, grabbing the edge of his desk. "Funny, Deku. Good joke. End the stupid fuckin' act, now. You got me." He shook his head and walked back to the other side of the desk, picking his pen back up.

"It's not-"

"Who put you up to it? Was it pink cheeks? Oh, no. I bet it was sparky. He's definitely stupid enough to pull some shit like-"

"It's not a joke!"

Katsuki stopped moving, looking down at his desk. He slowly set the pen down again and leaned forward, hands splaying out over the wood.

Izuku gulped, watching him. For the first time, it felt like he couldn't read the king. He felt lost and alone.

The Omega just wanted to melt into the ground. He wouldn't have to care about what Katsuki would say if he was a puddle of mush on the floor.

Silence was becoming overwhelming. Izuku's stomach twisted and turned, knees ready to buckle underneath him.

"K-Kaccha-"

"Get rid of it."

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Oof-

Okay Katsuki.