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Nesting season has arrived. For every omega Dragonkin, that means one thing: build the nest, preen the wings, gather the softest furs, and prepare for the clutch. Y/n has done everything right. His nest is enormous. His scales are polished. His wings are perfectly groomed. He’s stolen half of Bakugo’s furs, filled the den with herbs, brought his alpha offerings, and practically glued himself to Bakugo’s side. There is only one problem. His alpha hasn’t gotten the hint. Bakugo is a skilled hunter, a fierce protector, and supposedly intelligent. So why, after watching his omega spend weeks building a nest practically big enough for a whole clutch, does he still not understand what Y/n wants? Y/n refuses to ask outright. He has his pride. Unfortunately, his instincts are getting increasingly impatient. And watching the other omegas proudly care for their eggs isn’t making things any easier. At this point, Y/n has two choices: Find a way to make his impossibly dense alpha understand… Or accept that he may have to spell it out for him.