He could go a few hours without Denki. His baby didn't need him right now. He survived until midday, he could continue until he clocked off. His phone continued to buzz, his notifications constant and insistent.

It was Denki, he knew it was.

Kirishima knew Denki too well. It was probably another photo of a stupid meme that he didn't understand or a photo of the stove burning in flames. Yes, it happened before.

But, the constant vibrating in his pocket was too annoying to ignore. So, he opened the text thread.

"What the hell does he want?" Kirishima remarked gravelly, but his words and thought's are silenced.

These weren't memes. Or photos of his bad cooking.

They were photos of his Omega clad in black lace. "You don't really want me to be all alone, right?" Came the text attached to it. He could feel his Alpha preen at the sight.

Why this little...