Arranged Bond - Todoroki
Arranged bonds were incredibly old school, just like quirk marriages - both of which were still practiced by rich and old fashion people. Which was your parents, less so on the rich side but they were old fashioned, their own bond and marriage was decided for them.
Luckily the two got along and there hadn’t really been any problems, the same couldn’t be said for the Todoroki family however. The exact family your parents planned to hook you up with.
Apparently Enji was adamant to stick you with his youngest, being an apex alpha meant a list of things and what exactly that meant to Enji had you clueless. It sure as hell wasn’t for your quirk, while Soldier was neat and all you couldn’t imagine that to work well with whatever quirk his son had.
Your parents gave the envelope to you containing the medical information on the omega in question. Todoroki Shoto, quirk Half-Cold Half-Hot. Right he was that hero you sometimes caught glances of with the green one that everyone was raving about. Somehow the thought of a kid with your guys combined quirks made you laugh, they’d definitely be a troublemaker.
A chill ran through you, too soon to think of kids with someone you didn’t even know. The file further went on about his height, last record heat as well as an unsettling note that he was a virgin. Well that was creepy to keep track of, you didn’t even want to think about what your file said.
He seemed alright but this whole arrangement was stupid, for now though you settled on humoring the old fools and at least showing up to the dinner date they already set up. On the bed lies something your parents picked out, your mother nagging that you had to look presentable to not only Enji but your “future” mate.
With a few hours left to kill you simply settled on a shower with some lazing around before getting dressed up. Without even knocking your mother barged in, his hair neatly styled and a suit so stylish that it was clear he was trying hard to impress. “Mom can’t you at least knock? What if I was naked?”
He waved his hand to dismiss your complaints and bounced over excitedly. “I’m so glad everything fits, I had it custom tailored just for you the moment Enji approached us.” He fiddled with your clothes making sure they laid right before fussing with your hair.
“Now no funny business.” He saw you smirk and slapped your shoulder. “I mean it, this is important I don’t want you messing it up.”
“Yes mother.” Another figure entered the doorway and you looked up to see your father standing tall. “Afternoon father.”
He simply hummed and stepped inside giving you a once over. “Let’s go, don’t want to be late.” Your mother finished playing with your hair and the two quietly left giving you a chance to do any last second touch ups before joining them.
The restaurant was stupidly fancy, of course it was. Enji had money, he seemed like the type to show off what he and his family was capable of. Part of you wondered if he somehow threatened your parents to plan this.
While your father took care of the mindless chattering with the person at the desk, your mother looped his arm around yours and tugged you along when they finally got moving. Who needed a two floor restaurant with so much open space? The whole place was indeed gorgeous but screamed expensive and a waste to you, luckily your family wasn’t paying shit for this meal.
Your mother cleared his throat and you smelt him before you saw him. Turning your head to see the unmistakable Enji and a smaller figure behind him. “About time, I was worried something happened.” His voice boomed.
Somehow you doubted that though.
“Sorry there was traffic, some villain blocked off the main street.” Your father explained. Enji hummed and your mother gently pushed you forwards. “Ah yes.” Your father introduced you and despite not wanting to be here you humored him and shook his hand.
“Rather short for an apex alpha.” Enji scowled.
“That’s funny coming from a fucking beta with an alpha complex.” You thought. “I might be short but I assure you sir, I have all the other qualifications of being an apex.”
The cocky smile on your face caused his scowl to grow. Your parents panicked and tried to gesture to the figure behind him. “Ah yes, this is my son. Your future mate, Shoto.”
He moved aside and you took note of the half and half male, it’d been awhile since you’d seen him on tv but he looked the same albeit dolled up. His usual long flowing hair was neatly done so that half of it was in a bun. God it should’ve been illegal to pull that look off so damn well.
Shoto stepped forward and quietly introduced himself as he shook your parents hands. When he got to you he stared down at you with the saddest of eyes, his scent mirroring them. Then you took his hand using the softest touch, he appeared taken back for some reason.
“Rather tall for an omega, I know. That aside he’ll do fine birthing if he’s anything like his mother.” Enji turned away and gestured to the overly lavished table behind him. “Sit.”
The table was circular allowing you to sit beside Shoto, your parent to your left and his father to his right. The three chatted about heaven knows what, instead you took to trying to strike up a conversation with your supposed future mate. He seemed to be in the same boat as you not wanting to be here.
“Is he always an asshole like this?” Your voice was soft but Shoto heard it clearly and you saw his shoulders bounce in a soft chuckle.
“Unfortunately.” He whispered.
“Oh charming..” You mumbled.
Appetizers were brought out and it took everything in you not to throw up at how much there was. At this rate you’d be stuffed before the actual dinner, and by the look on Shoto’s face he felt the same.
“Excuse me, Mr Todoroki.”
“Enji.” he cut in.
“Enji,” you corrected. “Let me be blunt, why me?”
The red head stared at you before the question hit him. “You're an unmated apex alpha, top of the food chain and rare.” he sat straight and brought his wineglass to his lips. “Not to mention your quirk seems like it would be interestingly compatible with Shoto’s.”
There was a gentle twitch of your eye, and your mom’s hand moved to your thigh as if trying to warn you to avoid saying anything stupid. “I see.” Well you weren’t too surprised but you were pissed nonetheless, so he viewed you as some sort of trophy?
“Is this how you met your wife?” The atmosphere around the table went cold.
Enji cleared his throat, clearly uncomfortable at the question. “I don’t see how that matters, but yes.” He paused and looked at the two of you. “It’s a shame it took so many tries before we got an omega.”
You didn’t have to know their family situation to know that was fucked up. He literally kept trying for kids just to have an omega? Your hand tightened around the fork in hand causing the metal to bend slightly.
The table fell quiet as everyone ate, your eyes occasionally drifting to Shoto who quietly minded his own business. It was clear any time Enji spoke to your parents he seemed to tense up. When the appetizers were taken away you leaned back in the chair.
“Excuse me, miss?”
The female stopped and turned back to you. “Yes?”
“Can you set up that pretty little two seat table on the patio for us?”
She looked at the table in question and glanced at the faces of the people behind you. “I-I don’t..”
You stood and brushed off the wrinkles on your clothes before pushing your chair in. Without hesitation you rattled off that Shoto’s and your meals were to be brought out there before turning to said omega. “If you three don’t mind I’d like to spend some alone time, if we’re to be together it’s important we spend time together yes?”
Enji’s scowl vanished at the mention, clearly he was pissed at whatever you were trying to pull prior. “I suppose so.” He gestured for the waitress to do as you stated and she vanished. “Shoto, behave.”
Before the omega stood you placed a hand out for him to take which surprised him. He accepted it and even once he stood you didn’t let go, you gave your mom a kiss on the cheek to set him at ease before leading Shoto to the table on the patio.
Once the two of you sat you let out a loud exhale and sank back in the uncomfortable seat. “Christ that old man never shuts up does he? You don’t know how badly I wanted to knock his lights out.”
Shoto stifled a snort and glanced at your guys’ parents a few feet away. His father looked very unhappy from your little stunt, and your parents looked just as unhappy. So much for behaving.
“Sorry about that, you looked so uncomfortable and if I sat there a minute longer there was going to be a fight.” He might’ve won that fight but it wouldn’t have looked good for a pro hero to damage up such a high status restaurant like this.
The omega silently shuffled in his seat and you leaned your elbows on the table, fuck etiquet right now. “Look,” he lifted his gaze to you and you lightly tousled your hair. “I hate this as much as you do, arrangement shit like this is so old school. I’m not marrying someone I don’t love, I simply humored my parents.”
His shoulders tensed up and you placed a hand on the table inches from his. “I know you don’t want this either, your dads an asshole and we both know it.” Shoto snorted. “Just eat and pay no mind to our parents, you don’t have to talk. I can do enough for the both of us.”
A waiter brought your meals and as soon as she left you leaned forward to whisper. “Think your dad would blow a gasket if I ordered some expensive ass dessert?”
“Possibly.” Not like this was hurting his wallet very much. “But he’ll get over it, he’s trying to impress you..” You paused mid bite and nodded, of course he was.
“He does realize even if we married I wouldn’t touch his money right?” You pointed your fork at the omega and he glanced at it before looking back at you, ignoring the rude gesture. “You're a pro hero with your own money, and while yeah I don’t currently have a job I’ve got my own savings and the money from the Association for sperm donations.”
Shoto choked and you quickly patted his back, probably not best table conversation. “They.. pay you for that?” It was the most expression he’d shown all night and it was the cutest little curious tilt of his head.
“Oh yeah a lot,” you paused for a sip of wine, “Apex alpha’s have incredibly strong sperm so we’re highly requested for donations.” Shoto watched you lick your lips before turning back to his own food. “Not that regular alpha sperm won’t take but sometimes it doesn’t work.”
You gestured to yourself with the knife in hand and grinned. “That’s where they contact us for help.” Shoto’s nose scrunched up and you laughed at the action. “Yeah not really the best way to ask.”
“Yes hello,” you made a faux introduction into your hand pretending it was a phone. “There’s a client trying to get pregnant and we need your super sperm, think you can help?”
Shoto covered his mouth with the back of his hand to avoid spitting his food out. His shoulders shook and you threw an internal one man party at having gotten him to laugh.
“God that sounds horrible..” he paused and his expression shifted. “They don’t.. Actually ask you like that, do they?”
Now it was your turn to laugh. “Hell no, I get a call requesting permission for a ‘donation’. I accept and go to the Association and sign some papers, give my junk, take my money and leave.”
“Sounds fun.” Shoto teased.
“Oh oodles.” Your response was dry in return and it caused the two of you to chuckle.
From there chatting became so much easier, when the meal was finished you settled on skipping dessert more focused on chatting. An idea came into mind, it was risky and chances are nothing would blossom from it but worth a shot.
“Hey Shoto, if this doesn’t work he’ll just try and shove you off onto another alpha right?”
He nodded faintly and you could see the sadness build up on his face.
“Then how about I tell them that I wish to court you properly? Why rush into this bond stuff if I have genuine interest in you?” His head snapped up so fast you momentarily worried if he pulled something. “I won’t lie and say I don’t find you cute, but I would kind of like to see how this turns out.”
Shoto’s cheeks flushed and you reached out to take his hands in your own. “With your permission I’d like to properly court you.” The two toned male simply nodded and you placed a kiss to the back of his hand. “Remember I’m not forcing you into anything, if you realize you don’t want this I won’t be upset. And if Enji has something to say I’ll gladly beat his ass for you.”
He hummed and you glanced through the window at your parents still inside. They must’ve been watching the whole thing because your parents had smiles plastered on their face, and Enji looked rather happy. Time to fuck up that smile.
You stood and hand in hand escorted Shoto back inside. “Mother, Father,” you paused and glanced at the red head. “Enji.. we’ve decided to go about this the proper way.”
“What’s that supposed to mean?”
“Rather than rush into a bonding, I’m going to court Shoto instead.” A look of irritation crossed Enji’s face and you moved between him and Shoto. “Be mad all you want, but if this courting goes well then at the end you’ll have what you wanted right? Your omega son wed off to an apex alpha, so who cares that’ll take a touch longer?”
The others went silent and you had a stare off with the large male before he looked away. “Fine. But there’s a time limit.”
“No there isn’t, we go at our own pace.” You heard your mother gasp, Shoto’s hand tightening around your own at your bold denial. “Shoto has hero work and if we are going to marry then I’ll need a job of my own, that takes time and rushing into a marriage won’t help.”
Enji growled and you stood upright, even if he towered over you while sitting you refused to back down. “You have a lot of guts talking to me like that.”
“I should be saying that to you,” god you hated pulling rank like this but, “you're just a beta, what right do you have to command me? An apex alpha is above you last I checked, pro hero or not.”
Flames ticked Enji’s body and you could only figure he was suppressing the urge to literally blow up at you. Yet somehow you weren’t remotely terrified of him, perhaps it was knowing he wouldn’t damage his appearance, or that your inner apex alpha was just too confident to be afraid of him.
Heat radiated off him and Shoto’s hand gave you a few tugs to back off. “You can either accept my condition for a courting at our own pace. Or you can suck it and accept the fact I’m going to court him anyways - and if we marry and bond I will see to it that you never step foot near Shoto.”
Your parents and the poor waitress from before gasped heavily at your words. “Honey you don’t mean that!” Your mom tried to step closer as if he’d be able to defuse the situation.
“Oh but I do, I’d just have to make a few calls so that my mate stays safe.” Enji’s eyes twitched and you couldn’t help but smirk. “It’s considered a crime to hurt an apex alpha’s mate.”
Silence fell and the two of you continued to stare at each other, unlike the fury that Enji was clearly giving off, you stood there happily smug. Shoto’s hand moved to your inner elbow and he bent down to whisper. “You're going to get yourself kil--”
“Fine.” Shoto paused and looked up at his father curiously. “Take it at your own speed, all I care about is the marriage and bond.” The heat died down and he sat back in his seat, you could tell he was still unhappy but refused to start anything.
Now that that was taken care of, you spun around to face Shoto who seemed just a tad surprised at the events that unfolded. “Alright, so lets trade numbers.”
He watched you pull out your phone and he did the same, allowing you to put your number into his phone. “I can’t believe you just did that..” he mumbled.
“Yeah well, if not me then who? Had it been anyone else I’m afraid they wouldn't have come out unscarred.” He wouldn’t have started something in public but he probably would’ve found a way to make their life hell.
“And done,” he took his phone back and you crossed your arms, completely ignoring the three behind you. “I’m thinking about our first real date,” you paused. “Will you trust me to plan it?”
Shoto gave the smallest of nod and for some reason it gave you butterflies, some of his hair seemed to have gone astray and without thinking you moved to fix it. He held his breath as you brushed the stray strands back down, and that bright smile you gave had his heart stupidly racing.
Someone cleared their throat and you glanced back to see your parents staring at the two of you. Probably not comfortable with the little stunt you just pulled, without a doubt you’d get quite the earful from mom later but this whole thing was so worth it.
When it came to leaving you ignored saying goodbye to Enji and went straight to Shoto. “I had fun tonight, and I know you did too.” Both of your gazes trailed to Enji before falling back on one another.
Shoto chuckled. “It was.. Entertaining, albeit a little nerve wracking.”
“I’ll text you about the date plans, Friday yeah?” He nodded and you gave a few excited bounces before placing a kiss to the back of his hand. “Until then~”
Once home you indeed got the yelling of a lifetime from your mother, though it went through one ear and out the other. It didn’t last long though because then your parents got into it when your father had agreed at how you handled things.
Taking advantage of that time you left the house to head back to your apartment, it was sweet they kept your room and everything but your apartment had way more freedom to it. Besides, you had a date to plan.