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yuta has been in a slump. hes always in a slump at some point of every month, but this kind of slump was semi-permanent. yuta placed his long fingers to his lips reminiscing about a certain alpha and his escapades before he abruptly cut his daydreaming off with a harsh thought.
‘he doesnt want you, idiot,’ and although its himself telling him, yuta’s omega still cries at the thought. ‘nothing but a mistake.’ it had been a full two weeks now and toge barely even breathed in yuta’s direction. yuta had come back from his heat leave expecting some sort of interaction based on how eager and soft the alpha was with him.
‘for fucks sake i heard his voice!’ yuta
internally shouts. ‘no one has heard inumaki-senpai’s voice before, from what ive heard of at least.’ yuta didnt even bother using the other boy’s given name in his thoughts now, they were just acquaintances who happened to get a little hot and steamy with each other. yuta groans loudly and then slaps his hands over his face, he was a wreck because of inumaki toge but this time for a completely different reason.
yuta huffs and lets his hands fall before he stands up and makes his way out of his house and towards school. if there was a reason he walked so fast well inumaki toge wasnt apart of it, okay, maybe he was a little bit.
yuta had arrived at school in record timing because as soon as he whipped open the front doors, the warning bell for first period started to ring loudly throughout the halls. ‘perfect way to avoid everyone,’ yuta thinks smugly as he immediately makes his way to class. he passes inumaki toge on his way. the older alpha stood propped up against his locker, his baseball friends surrounding him as they chattered and laughed while inumaki stayed his typical level of silence. yuta gulped as he prepared to pass the group of alphas and betas, and if he watched inumaki toge out of the corner of his eye as he passed said group, it defintely wasn’t because yuta was trying to catch the alpha’s gaze, no, that’d be stupid.
yuta settles into his first class and with that his uneventful day begins.
the day is going by a lot quicker than all the other ones since the… “incident.” yuta is trying to seem as cheerful as possible as he walks towards the lunchroom, his lanky legs and long torso on display as the tall boy tried his best to look confident and comfortable in his body. “yuta-chan!~”
yuta freezes at that voice and turns around slowly to meet none other than his senpai…
mahito.
yuta smiles sheepishly, maybe the older long silver haired beta wont be so bad today…? yuta moves out of the center of the hallway and settles on the outskirts, “hello, mahito-senpai.”
“yuuuuutaaaa-chaaan,” mahito drawls out his first name while following the taller boy to the edge of the hallway and before yuta can cringe the other boy is speaking again, “i hate it when you call me senpai!”
“oh!” yuta flushes and quickly corrects himself, “sorry, my heads in the clouds today.”
the other boy hums thoughtfully before taking a step towards yuta, effectively—and unwelcomingly—invading the taller boy’s personal space, yuta blushes at the attention… except, it wasnt as fierce or all over his face as his blushing was with inumaki. “ahh, yuta-chan is so cute~” mahito slurs, it had always been no secret the older boy wanted the omega. sometimes the silver haired alpha would corner him in the hallways like this and other times, he’d simply make passing comments or give yuta violating looks. yuta feeling too embarrassed and insecure to say no, simply tried to ignore the older boy’s advances and keep him classmate-zoned.
“thank you, mahito-senpai,” yuta mumbles feeling the other boy’s breath now all over his face as the alpha draws near. yuta shudders in disgust but mahito takes it for excitement.
“yuta-chan~ i said call me mahito!” and it shouldnt, but yuta is immediately reminded of toge’s same request causing his face to burst into flames. mahito grins widely at this reaction, not realizing it wasnt him the omega was thinking of.
out of the corner of his eye, yuta glances curiously towards inumaki’s locker. the boy was there with the baseball team, not paying any attention to the desperate omega. yuta’s omega finally gives up on the alpha.
yuta shoots his eyes back over to mahito, the alpha still sporting a toothy grin. yuta goes to open his mouth, he goes to say something about how he’s late and needs to meet up with his friends when suddenly mahito surges forward and connects their lips. yuta gasps involuntarily, his eyes snapping open, and mahito takes it as an invitation to lap into the taller boy’s mouth like a thirsty dog. yuta is squirming in disgust as he tries to push the alpha away but said alpha simply plants his hands demandingly on yuta’s face before deepening the kiss. yuta’s mind is saying ew and gross over and over as he tastes nothing but hot garbage on the other boy’s breath. nothing like inumaki’s intoxicating taste. when mahito separates he does so with a giant “MWAH!” effectively gaining anyone else’s attention that they didnt have.
“i- i-“ yuta stumbles over his words as his eyes rake over everyone watching the two. tears begin to flow like a waterfall and before yuta can stop himself, his irises are once again darting to the corner of his eyes where inumaki was. upon seeing the boy, yuta is officially defeated and tainted. inumaki held such an intense yet unreadable expression as he watched the scene unfold. yuta swipes his hand across his eyes, effectively ending the stare he had fixed on inumaki.
“i have to go,” yuta says shortly. he turns on his heels and walks the way he came, trying desperately to get out of the crowd and their incessant stares. Mahito calls a sultry pet name after him but yuta just ignores him and continues walking.
his heartbeat was quickening and his breaths were coming faster and faster. hiccups tore through his body as yuta fast walked anywhere, his mind babbling continuous self-deprecating thoughts. yuta only stopped when he finally came across the dugout of the baseball field, skipping the home team’s dugout, yuta opts to walk towards the visitors dugout which was just a few extra feet from the school.
yuta huffs as he seats himself on the cold hard bleacher, his eyes welled up with tears as he subconsciously reviewed the current events. his crush that he had made out with two weeks ago had just witnessed yuta french kiss another alpha, ‘and he did nothing about it’ yuta’s mind bitterly spats before yuta softens again. ‘i dont think theres anything anyone couldve done…’
“there you are!” maki practically screams as she rushes towards the tall omega. “holy shit okkotsu, i was so worried!” it was rare for maki to show her worry so yuta had to guess that she knew what happened.
“sorry,” he mumbles, tears still spilling from his eyes.
nobara comes up behind maki and shoots him a gentle smile, “why are you apologizing?” nobara’s tone considerably soft for the fiesty omega.
“i dont know…” yuta supplies shrugging while his nose began to run due to his heated face.
“yuuji is taking care of mahito,” maki states as she plops herself down beside yuta. “he fucked up big time,” the girl alpha chuckled.
“i just wish i could punch his face in!” nobara chimes in sitting on yuta’s other side. yuta shuddered at the thought of maki and nobara tag teaming someone in a fist fight.
yuta reaches a hand up and rubs vigorously at both his eyes, recoiling at the slight burn the friction caused. “he was just talking to me like any other day,” yuta states as he stared down at his hands. more tears fell from his eyes as he relived the events.
“but the way he talks to you, yuta, is not okay,” nobara replies, her voice firm yet soft and understanding.
“i know,” yuta admits, “trust me, i hate it. i just dont know how to say no…”
“maybe we can work on that!” maki suggests with a small smile, her alpha clearly wanting to cheer up her omega friend.
yuta shrugs in response. all hope was lost for him, that he was sure of.
“come on, okkotsu,” nobara stands up on her feet, “lets go see where yuuji and megumi are.” at first, yuta doesnt move but then with an offered hand he gets up and walks with the two girls in search of the other omega and alpha.
yuta and the girls find the two boys easily seeing as said boys were searching for them too. yuuji sprints up to yuta before grappling the tall omega into a tight hug, and yuta loses it all over again, crying softly into the hug. “he’s not going to bother you anymore, yuta,” yuuji assures letting his alpha scent soothe his omega friend. yuta nods and breathes a shaky sigh of relief relishing in the hug for a little while longer. when the two boys separate yuta can see a wateriness in the pink haired alpha’s eyes and yuta damn near cries again at the thought of worrying his good friend to the point of tears.
“c’mon, lets ditch,” megumi sighs with a defeated tone, “gojo is out right now at a business meeting so we can use my place.” yuta nearly gasps at megumi’s uncharacteristic suggestion, usually it was him and megumi who was telling the others no ditching. yuta quickly recovers and nods, shooting a grateful but small smile at the other omega who gave a curt quirk of his lips in return.
it wasnt hard to leave campus, no, they literally just walked off into the student parkinglot, got into yuuji’s car and drove to gojo and megumi’s. yuta sat squished in the backseat, his legs sprawled awkwardly as he tried to fit comfortably. luckily, the drive was less than ten minutes and before yuta knew it, he was stretching his legs out of the car before hauling himself up.
megumi’s place was gigantic, his place was less of a house and more of a modest sized mansion. it wasnt yuta’s first time being here so he knew the story of it coming into the possession of gojo, something about a lonely uncle dying and leaving his fortune, job, and well everything to gojo.
megumi leads them to the basement as he has everytime they come over. the basement was the best place to be as it was decorated in led strips, random neon signs that glowed, two giant memory foam bean bags, and an L-shaped couch with a huge flat screen tv mounted on the wall in front of said couch. yeah, it was a pretty cool place to be.
yuta watches silently as yuuji and nobara both run to the same bean bag and bicker slightly before yuuji simply plops down in the other one while nobara smiles cheekily at her victory. maki huffs as she seats herself on the side of the couch that was next to nobara’s bean bag. and megumi is off doing something in the large house. clearly still wanting to comfort his omega friend, yuuji offers the bean bag to yuta with a wide cheery smile and yuta doesnt have the heart to reject him. much like maki, he didnt like bean bags that much, they made him relax way more than anyone else in the room and it made him feel awkward. nonetheless, yuta allows himself to ungracefully sit in the bean bag, almost immediately feeling his body try and lay down.
“hows that, yuta-chan?” yuuji asks eagerly and yuta simply nods in approval before a yawn shakes his body. “good! you deserve some rest!” and yuta knows yuuji doesnt mean anything by it but the omega still flushes slightly at the alpha’s concern.
“hey, inumaki-senpai is here,” megumi announces as he walks into the room and yuta damn near pukes. ‘why was he here?!’
inumaki walks in next and before yuta can appreciate his looks or his confidence, the older alpha’s eyes are trained on him with such intensity that yuta’s face bursts into flames. yuta breaks the gaze and settles his eyes on a neon coca-cola sign that was mounted on the wall to his right.
“i had left my baseball bag at our last away game and inumaki-senpai picked it up for me,” megumi supplies when maki asks rather bluntly, ‘whys he here?’
yuta cant feel his face, he cant feel his legs or the tips of his toes, ‘fuck,’ yuta thinks helplessly. inumaki silently takes a seat on the couch next to yuuji who is sat right beside megumi.
“so, inumaki,” maki starts her tone bored. “what kinda stuff you into? boys or girls?”
“maki!” yuta gasps as he blushes at the question that wasn’t even directed to him.
maki shrugs and turns her attention back to inumaki who copies her shrug as a reponse to her question. yuta inwardly deflates, ‘what about me?’ his internal omega cries softly to the older alpha.
“anyway,” megumi starts. “how about a movie?” and everyone verbally agrees while inumaki simply gives a thumbs up.
once the movie is picked out, some cheesy comedy, everyone settles in and gets comfortable, though for yuta that was harder said than done as his gaze constantly darted over towards a certain alpha before just as quickly looking away.
after a half an hour of the movie playing, yuta’s head is lulling from side to side and front to back as he tries to fight exhuastion. he closes his eyes for a brief second before snapping them back open and sheepishly looking around at everyone else. when no one noticed he had dozed off for a second, too engrossed in the movie, yuta decides to just close his eyes and listen to the dialogue. but before yuta knew it, he was fast asleep, his lips slightly parted as nearly inaudible soft snores came from his throat.
no one had noticed yuta’s slumber until the movie was over and everyone was getting ready to leave. yuuji giggled madly at the taller boy, finding this to be the perfect opportunity to prank him before megumi intervenes with a ‘thwack’ to the back of yuuji’s head.
nobara and maki are the first to leave and then slowly megumi and yuuji go upstairs to play smash bros on the bigger flatscreen. that just left inumaki and a sleeping yuta.
‘omega~’ inumaki’s internal alpha coos affectionately as the boy’s violet eyes fall upon the other’s sleeping form. inumaki lets out a soft sigh before gently seating himself on the edge of the beanbag, careful to not wake yuta just yet, it was easy since yuta currently was snoozing on his side, his hands tucked comfortably under his head with his long legs pulled up to his chest. ‘should i wake him up?’ inumaki ponders briefly before his alpha is speaking up again, ‘wake him up with your tongue in between his parted lips, sucking on his tongue again. wake him up with your knot.’ inumaki shakes his head, slightly turned on by the thoughts but not willing to act on them just yet in the two’s relationship.
inumaki lets his fingers softly brush against yuta’s face, effectively pushing a few hairs away from the other’s closed eyes before tucking the long parted bangs behind the sleeping boy’s ear. yuta’s face twitches softly at the contact but he still doesnt wake. ‘i can do so many dirty things to him like this…’ inumaki thinks briefly before once again shooing the thought away. ‘i should just wake him.’
inumaki places a hand on yuta’s shoulder and begins to shake the boy as gently as possible while still waking him up. ‘have some fun with him~’ his thoughts suggested and before inumaki could stop himself, he was bent in half leaning over yuta as he pressed his facemask-clad lips softly into the omega’s visible ear, “yuta,” inumaki coos to the omega trying to pry him out sleep’s grasp.
yuta makes a soft and quiet noise of displeasure and it takes everything inumaki has to not jump the omega’s bones right there in megumi’s basment. “yuuuutaaaa,” he tries again, allowing his voice to drip in affection.
“wha?” yuta mumbles opening his eyes for a second before quickly squeezing them shut again.
“yuutaa~” inumaki coos one last time before yuta’s eyes snap open and he gasps in shock. inumaki backs off and slowly stands up which allows yuta to spring up and out of the bean bag, his face a tomato once again.
“inumaki-senpai i-“ yuta starts before he cuts his own thought off. ‘i want to be angry with him. i want to show him how it feels to be ignored after being wanted so badly,’ yuta thinks cruelly as inumaki slowly moves towards him. yuta takes a step away from the alpha and his stomach cant help but lurch at the hurt look the other boy is throwing him. ‘he hurt you,’ his subconscious points out ruthlessly.
“yuta?” inumaki’s voice sounds hesitant as if he was unsure of himself and not the same alpha as he was in school. “can i drive you home?” before yuta can deny the other’s advancement, his head is nodding yes which in turn elicts a soft sigh from inumaki.
the car ride is awkward, neither speak not knowing how to bring up any sort of conversation that involved the other. yuta wiggles in his seat but for a completely different reason than when he was in the seat before. inumaki casts a curious glance out of the side of his eye before refixing his gaze on the road.
yuta doesnt even notice theyre going to inumaki’s house until they pull up to the one story building. yuta flushes vibrantly as he once again notes that theres no cars in the driveway. “i thought you- i thought you said my house?” yuta stumbles over his words as he casts a weary gaze to the alpha in question.
inumaki licks his lips, though its concealed by the mask, and crinkles his eyes in a soft reassuring smile, “we have a lot to talk about.”
“what?” yuta asks unsure of the new situation he was in.
“i just want to make sure youre okay after today,” inumaki admits feeling a slight blush adorn his hidden cheeks.
yuta deflates at the mention of the unwanted kiss, ‘so he didnt want to talk about us.’
“okay,” yuta relents, before getting out of the car.
inumaki quickly follows him out of the car and then leads the two to the front door.
inumaki’s house looks about as untouched as it did the day yuta first entered. everything was exactly the same, even the contents on the coffee table. “my parents are still out of town so dont worry too much,” inumaki states as he walkes over to the couch and takes a seat. the alpha reaches behind one of his ears and slowly undoes the facemask, allowing his tattoos to show and effectively stealing away yuta’s breath.
“sit?” inumaki asks as he pats the spot on the couch next to him.
yuta shakes his head and shuffles his feet in place bashfully. he wanted to punish the alpha, he just didnt know how.
“yuta,” inumaki breathes, “please?” and yuta cant help but sit himself down next to the alpha.
yuta fixes his gaze into his lap, his posture was rigid as he refused to let himself relax even the tiniest of bit, ‘inumaki-senpai probably just wanted to bring me here to tell me it was a mistake.’
“are you okay?” inumaki asks, his tone of voice so soft and buttery that yuta flushes involuntarily.
yuta nods wordlessly, he was feeling too shy to speak.
“yuta, you can tell me otherwise,” inumaki states as he slowly went to reach for the other boy’s hands which laid in said boy’s lap.
yuta shakes his head ‘no’ again and quickly lifts his hands out of inumaki’s grabbing-distance, effectively dodging the physical contact. inumaki sighs but places his own hands back by his side before staring intensely at yuta.
“sweetheart, i know what i saw.” yuta froze, his blood ran cold and his eyes watered as he thought about mahito and his kiss. before yuta could stop himself choked sobs were spilling from his lips, “shh, come here, love,” inumaki murmurs as he gently tugged at yuta’s sleeve before opening his arms up in an offer. before yuta could try and play hard, to get, he fell into the hug, his head resting against the alpha’s strong yet slender chest as sobs rack his body.
he felt so violated. so weak. and so tainted. like he had been infected with some virus.
“i know, i know,” inumaki whispers against yuta’s head, he slowly rocked their bodies in a soothing motion as he held yuta close. “do you want to talk about it?”
yuta just shrugs and inumaki sighs in sadness. his alpha was desperate to soothe the omega’s distress, almost going mad from not knowing what to do.
before inumaki can stop the green emotion in his body, he starts talking, “was- was his tongue in your mouth?” yuta nods and inumaki’s alpha is growling and snarling in jealousy causing his own jaw to tighten before he forcibly relaxed it. yuta needed him not his anger.
“tasted like hot garbage,” yuta sniffs and inumaki knows he shouldnt feel relieved at that fact but he does. maybe he had given okkotsu yuta the best makout session he’ll ever have.
“want me to fix that?” inumaki whispers against yuta’s hair and the boy in question flushes deeply.
“how?” yuta breathes, picking up his head to look inumaki in his brilliant eyes.
inumaki hums, “like this?” and before yuta could stutter an excuse, the alpha was slowly leaning in towards the other boy, his arms still wrapped around the omega in a loose hug. inumaki sighed at the soft plush feeling of yuta’s lips against his. fuck this is what he needed. inumaki takes his time to deepen the kiss, this time he wasnt acting on lewd thoughts but his want to soothe okkotsu. yuta shyly, but unpromptly, parts his lips almost begging inumaki to slip into his mouth and inumaki slowly does so, taking his time to lick at yuta’s lower lip before snaking his tongue along his teeth and then licking into his cheeks and then finally sliding his tongue sensually against yuta’s in a heated greeting.
once satisfied with his work inumaki parts from yuta but frowns when he sees a sad look on the younger boy’s face. “what’s wrong, love?”
yuta sniffs and suddenly his tears are falling again but for a completely different reason, “i dont want to be hurt, inumaki-senpai.”
inumaki’s heart broke at that, his chest tightening as he found it hard to breathe, noting silently how yuta called him by his last name and used the honorific. he knew he had fucked up when he didnt greet the omega at school like he said he would, he knew it as he was avoiding the omega but he just couldnt do it, he couldnt get attatched knowing yuta will most likely never actually want to spend the rest of his life with him. inumaki toge did not avoid talking to people because he hated talking, no, it was because he hated getting attatched and then abandoned. and he knew if yuta did that to him, he would probably die of heartbreak. he had been watching the first year since practically the first day of school and only got the courage to speak to him because of their mutual friend, megumi, telling inumaki so much about the shy tall omega. kissing the omega was a dream come true. yeah, inumaki didnt actually plan on it happening, he was just trying to help his crush out, but when he kept on kissing the omega and the omega tried kissing in his cute shy way back he knew he was fucked.
inumaki didnt avoid yuta because he didnt like him, no it was cause he liked him but was afraid of getting hurt.
“i- listen yuta,” inumaki begins and yuta damn near pukes again as he braces himself for another rejection. “im fucked up, like in an abandonment issues kind of way.”
yuta lets a small ‘oh’ leave his lips as he stares intensely into the alpha’s eyes, eager to hear what the older boy has to say.
“i guess you could tell but my mom and dad have always been leaving for months at a time, and when i was younger they had me stay with relatives or a babysitter but when i got to be 11 years old, i was just left home alone all the time,” inumaki explains sheepishly, his own eyes now trying to avoid the omega’s. “and uh- yeah. ive just been messed up ever since i guess.”
“i dont think youre messed up,” the omega breathes, confident in himself for once.
inumaki blushes at the sentiment before shaking his head, “either way i shouldnt have ignored you. its not what i wanted to do but its what i did do, and im sorry.” yuta blushes, not used to having such a sincere conversation.
“and when i saw that bastard kissing you? fuck, yuta i damn near lost it,” inumaki admits, his alpha growling in anger again at the mention of the kiss. “i just wanted to go over and steal you away and kiss you myself.”
“why didnt you?” yuta asks shyly, briefly pondering what would have happened if inumaki actually did that.
the alpha shrugs, “i was in shock, i guess? and i kinda thought you liked it at first from the way you were flustered.”
“what? no!” yuta immediately shouts in disbelief. “i was flustered cause i was thinking about… well um- you, before he kissed me.”
inumaki flushes again, the rose pink blood rush coming to settle beautifully across his cheeks. “i uh- im sorry yuta…”
“its…okay,” yuta says hesitantly as hes not sure what he should say in response.
“no its not,” inumaki says defensively before softening, “i hurt you a lot these past two weeks…”
yuta’s blush deepens at the acknowledgment, and then gets even deeper with what he says in response, “you can always make it up to me…?”
inumaki hums, looking up towards the ceiling before redirecting his gaze to the younger boy’s, “how?”
“i dont know… you tell me?” yuta giggles and inumaki melts at the noise.
“a date?” inumaki suggests a sly hint to his tone.
“i’d love to, alpha,” yuta preens. and inumaki is melting all over again.
‘fuck, what did this omega do to him?’