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“What the hell does that even mean?” Shota snapped at his friend, Fukazawa, who was looking at him with an apologetic smile.
“I really didn’t mean to finish your room spray, I just wanted to try it…”
“You knew that I buy it from a specialized shop, and that they always have to order it for me since it’s rare and expensive. You knew that it hasn’t arrived yet and that I was trying to economize the little I had left… And yet you went on and used it all up?!”
Their other friend, Sakuma, was watching from the threshold of the living room, too afraid to even take a step and have Shota’s rage thrown even at him.
“If you want me to fall on my knees and ask for your forgiveness, I can,” Fukazawa said, half-jokingly but also half-seriously.
“That wouldn’t make my room spray appear again though.”
“I can pay for this month one—”
“I already did upon ordering it.”
Fukazawa was running out of ideas, and seeing his friend troubled, Sakuma tried to cheer up the atmosphere, “Oh, come on, Shoppi! Acting like that… Fukka is a beta, you’re only an Omega, what are you even acting scarier for?”
Sakuma forced his laugh through the tension of the room, and when Shota glared at him with his eyes, he wished for the ground to eat him up at that very moment.
Shota crossed his arms, went past Fukazawa while bumping his shoulder in the process, and shifted his attention to Sakuma.
“You know, I just remembered that you still haven’t made amends for the hand cream you stole and never returned.”
“That…” Sakuma trailed off, looking anywhere but him.
“You guys are full of shit, I’m tired of you. Get out of my sight,” Shota said, annoyed.
“Shoppi—” Sakuma tried.
“Out!”
“Shoppi, what’s happening?”
A low, mild voice came from the bedroom. Ren, his boyfriend, had probably woken up from his nap due to their—Shota’s—shouting. The tall man peeked into the room behind Sakuma’s small figure, and laughed when he saw the worried faces of Shota’s friend.
“What is it, he’s giving you a hard time again?”
“Fukka finished my room spray, and Sakuma really wants me to hit him for that hand cream theft.”
“Did I ask you to hit me?” Sakuma said, confused.
“Your face was totally calling for it.”
“Alright, alright,” Ren chuckled.
Coming into the room, Ren bowed to Fukazawa and Sakuma, “I’ll take care of him from now on, don’t worry. You won’t die today.”
“For real, Meme, do something about this Omega of yours. He’s always so enraged and arrogant with us. It has become difficult to deal with him,” Fukazawa sighed, talking to Ren while pointing at Shota.
“I’m difficult to deal with? Me?!” Shota kept on getting het up about the whole situation, and Ren hurried their two friends to exit their apartment and leave the situation to him.
When they were finally alone, Ren went to take a seat on the couch.
“Can you believe this shit?!” Shota exclaimed.
“Shoppi, sit down,” Ren said, patting the seat next to him.
Shota was still upset, but he did as he was told, and sat beside Ren, before naturally cuddling up on his body. Ren embraced him, and patted his head, humming the melody of a song he didn’t really remember the name of.
“Calm down, getting so worked up won’t lead you anywhere.”
“Still…” Shota said, in a much calmer tone.
Hiding his face on the neck of his boyfriend, Shota inhaled Ren’s Alpha pheromones, which made him at ease at once. All the tension he had built in his body was gone. He scratched his nose on Ren’s skin, purring happily.
“Better now, huh?” Ren asked rhetorically.
“Way better.”
“You’re totally different when you’re with me,” Ren noted.
“Can’t help it, you’re my Alpha. I of course become more… how to say it—”
“Obedient?” Ren teased with a smirk.
Shota punched lightly Ren’s chest, but eventually nodded, admitting that he was indeed more accomodating when it came to Ren.
“I like this, though.”
“What about it?” Shota asked.
“I mean,” Ren started, before raising Shota’s chin and making him look at him, “It happens only with me, no one knows about this side of you. I like it.”
And before Shota could say anything else, Ren gave him a soft, sweet kiss, which was happily returned.