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"Fucking pheromones all up in my nose" Oikawa huffs as he crumples up the confession letter, shooting it in a nearby trashcan and proceeds to cover up the lingering scent of the poor omega who wrote the letter with his own pheromones. "Hey! Why'd you throw it? Read the letter at least, don't just crumple it up you idiot" Iwaizumi reprimands, shaking his head at his best friend's annoyance.
"Didn't you smell it? Its drenched with their pheromones, you know I can't stand that shit" Oikawa says with a bite, looking at Iwaizumi but then opens his mouth "ah, you can't tell right? You're lucky, being a beta and all, these things like pheromones and scents can be real annoying" he sighs, laying his head down the table, as he drifts off to sleep.
"I'm glad I'm not an omega then, if you're suffering that much" Iwaizumi says, caressing the soft brown fluff of hair of the boy who sits beside him, the words didn't reach his ears though, didn't contain much feeling. After all, if Oikawa hates omegas that much, loathes them, it didn't involve him in the slightest.
Not until he presents as an omega during the summer.