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harua loves nicholas.
he does, he really does. it's a blessing for someone like him who doesn't exactly fit the mold of an alpha to even have somebody— he's a chubby faced alpha who isn't very tall. not many people would think of a bunny faced guy like him to be a strong, dominant alpha that commanded power anywhere they went.
but it's also not like nicholas is the most stereotypical omega, either. nicholas is a tall and muscular omega with the prettiest eyes harua's ever seen. both he and nicholas knows that people expect omegas to be small and fragile and for alphas to be large and strong so it's no shock for them that people expect them to be the exact opposite designation.
with all that being said, it doesn't make either of them less alpha or omega. infact, harua thinks nicholas is the most omega to ever omega, really.
it's stupid of him to have gone out during nicholas' pre-heat, harua knows this. but he'd thought nicholas would have enjoyed a treat from the convenience store during his time of need.
the fluorescent lights in the convenience store beat down onto him where he stands in the aisle staring at what feels like hundreds upon hundreds of ramen packets. he knows what nicholas likes but he can't exactly read nicholas' mind at the current moment and know what he's craving. his brows crease in between his eyes, staring at each and every uniquely colorful packaging.
"do you know what ramen your dearly beloved loves?" yuma interrupts his intense one sided stare off with the ramen.
"dearly beloved?" harua repeats his words back to the older omega with a scoff, "and i do, just not what he's craving."
yuma shrugs, "it's not like you'd like me calling him your omega, or something."
"because that's gross. i don't own him." harua sighs as he grabs the same package of ramen that he knows nicholas always gets, "nicho always has different food cravings, i can never tell what he wants this time around."
"you know what taki does every time it's my heat?" yuma grins and harua can't help but groan aloud as he sees that sly smile on the omega's face.
"please tell me," harua says flatly as he begins to walk away from yuma and into another aisle full of snacks that harua knows he is fond of. yuma follows him, watching harua grab snacks and shove it into the bundle of food that's already in his arms.
"he gets me every snack i want during my heat," yuma sticks his tongue out at harua teasingly. harua internally shoves down the part of him that wants to blurt out in yuma's face that taki only really does that because he's a beta and can't help any other way. it's a rude thing to say and plus, it's not like yuma doesn't already know that.
"that's great," harua says as he walks towards the checkout counter, dropping all the snacks in his arms down. the cashier stares at the amount of snacks on the counter and says nothing but harua still feels incredibly sorry.
harua's phone buzzes against his leg in his jeans. he answers it with a click as he stares at the convenience store employee scan his items still.
"hello?" harua greets whoever else is on the other side of the line.
"harua," maki huffs into the phone, "you need to come home, nicholas is acting crazy." he says the last word in english as if to make his point.
"crazy?" harua furrows his brows, "crazy how?"
harua knows nicholas to be sweet and clingy during his heats. sure, maybe occasionally nicholas would bite him with those sharp teeth of his that'd he'd think nicholas had magically turned into a vampire but he wouldn't describe him ever as crazy.
"he stole my pants." harua can practically hear his frown over the phone.
"right." harua blinks as he watches the cashier shove his snacks into a bag.
"he also made euijoo get half naked."
harua can hear a faint whine in the background from euijoo: "don't say it like that!"
harua laughs softly at maki's words as he pays for the snacks, "i'll be home in a minute, so don't worry."
when harua and yuma return back to the dorm, they don't know how else to describe it other than chaos. it's not unusual to describe the dorm as that because well, you put nine men in a dorm together. but it's different than the usual.
it's different because when he walks into nicholas' room, everyone is there. everyone is there half clothed in one way or another which is definitely not the usual.
nicholas is also notably sat on harua's bed, tucking various pieces of clothing from the other members around the mattress. he's so focused on kneading the fabric into each other, blending the scents of his loved ones that he hardly notices harua walking into the room.
he does however, notice that crinkling of the bag that harua brings in. nicholas stops his hand movements to stare at harua who has entered the room not so quietly with yuma. before harua can even set down the bag to greet nicholas and give him a kiss, nicholas abruptly interrupts his thoughts, "take off your sweater."
a beat passes. "… huh?"
nicholas blinks, unwanting to repeat his words again. the air in the room is awkward as harua understands his words soon, joining the rest of the members with pieces of their clothing being taken hostage by nicholas.
harua slides his sweater off of his body and hands it to nicholas with a smile. harua watches as he wraps his sweater into a small bundle and blends it into the corner of his nest, the piece of fabric becoming one with the other various pieces of clothing around nicholas.
nicholas takes a moment to stare at his nest in all of its' glory before beginning to shuffle around in it, preparing to lie down. the other members have seen this particular routine of nicholas' enough times that they could probably count down to the very second when nicholas would finally get comfy.
"are you comfy?" kei asks, knowing full well that he is.
nicholas sinks into the mattress, surrounded by the scents of his lovers. he nods as he looks around the room, his eyes stuck on harua. everyone can hear nicholas' words without him even opening his mouth: he wants harua.
harua softly drops his bag to the floor once more, listening to the sound of the snacks he had chosen spill out of the bag and onto the hardwood floor quietly.
"okay," kei whispers just loud enough for nicholas to hear as he watches everyone else filter out of the room, with the exception of he and harua. "just let me know if you need pain meds," kei looks at nicholas, watching the younger nod in understanding before leaving the room.
the door clicks shut and harua is soon making his way past the bundles of shirts and sweaters as he moves to lay beside him carefully. once he's laid beside nicholas, harua can't help but laugh.
"what?" nicholas asks as he noses at the side of harua's neck.
"when maki called i thought it was an emergency initially." his voice is soft as he brushes his fingers through nicholas' blond strands.
"it was an emergency," nicholas mutters against harua's skin, his voice low as he speaks, "i needed your scent and maki was being over-dramatic about the whole situation."
harua shrugs, "not that over-dramatic. everyone was half clothed when i arrived."
it's nicholas' turn to shrug now— "everyone's scents smell better when they're fresh."
harua can't help but agree, "true. i see your point now."
nicholas laughs, "thank you." he glances towards the spilled convenience store bag on the floor, "what'd you get?"
harua lifts himself up from the bed with a groan and a quiet whine from nicholas that sounded more like a cat hissing than anything else. harua piles the plastic bag onto the bed, watching how nicholas looks at it with intrigue.
harua removes a bag of chips that yuma had thrown in randomly, he knows that yuma had secretly wanted them for himself but still cited them for nicholas. nicholas watches harua pull out more snacks from the bag and now realizes why harua had taken so long at the convenience store despite it being right across the street from their dorms.
harua grabs something with a soft gasp before turning to nicholas. in his hands was a brightly colored ramen package that nicholas was very familiar with.
"oh you got the spicy version," nicholas says as he looks at harua a bit confused from his choice of food.
"isn't eating spicy food good for heats?" harua pouts as he looks down at the package of food in shame.
nicholas furrows his brows, "who told you that?"
"yuma." harua says to which nicholas lets out a soft laugh. harua gasps, "he told me it would help your cramps! i believed him!"
"well, i'm not saying no to spicy ramen," nicholas shrugs, "yuma might be right, maybe spicy ramen would help my cramps."
"or maybe he's just a liar." harua pouts as he thinks about how easily yuma had deceived him. it's always the cute omegas, he thinks.
nicholas presses a kiss to the back of harua's nape, the younger shivering at the breath of air brushing against such a sensitive spot.
"maybe," nicholas huffs, thinking about how easily yuma had played harua, "or maybe he's right."
"you believe him?" harua's eyes widen at the thought of nicholas believing the other omega.
"i didn't say that. just— i'll try it."
harua says nothing to express his thankfulness for nicholas' willingness to take a go at one of yuma's lies but instead presses multiple tiny kisses to and around the edges of nicholas' lips. it's the least nicholas can do for him before his heat begins.