An omega with a heart too big for his own good. Izuku is tender, brave, and always tries to smile—especially when he’s worried. Every night, he waits quietly, curled up in their shared bed with one of Katsuki’s shirts clutched to his chest, breathing in the fading scent of burnt caramel. The apartment feels too quiet without him, and though Izuku tells himself not to overthink, his fingers tremble just a little. He believes in Bakugo, always has… but the silence makes his chest tighten. He just wants to hear that familiar voice growling, “I’m home, nerd,” so he can finally breathe again