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When Neiru’s heat grows close, the signs are easy to spot.
She becomes even clingier than she usually is, if such a thing is even possible. The bar ends up smelling like a candy factory, rather than a bar, because of the way her pheromones end up exuding from her without her realizing. Chiwan often ends up placing scent blockers on them so that Neiru won’t accidentally stink out their customers.
The biggest sign, though, that those closest to Neiru have come to notice is the fact that he begins begging Jakurai or Chiwan to take him to Samatoki’s house. All the way in Yokohama.
Jakurai’s smile is soft as he runs his fingers through Neiru’s hair, his fingers running across the back of her nape. Neiru’s body shivers on instinct, and she sighs in content as she leans her head against his shoulder. They’re pressed together in the back of Rio’s car—Neiru in the middle, with both Jakurai and Chiwan boxing her in, while Omi sits in the passenger seat—as Rio drives them to Samatoki’s.
“I’ve been wondering, Neiru-chan,” Jakurai starts, the low lull of his voice making Neiru nearly swoon on the spot. “Why do you always have us bring you to Samatoki-kun’s home when your heat is near?”
It takes a few moments before Neiru is able to respond, fully focused on Jakurai’s sweet, floral scent and Chiwan’s more subtle, woody scent. He shakes his head a little and looks up at Jakurai then, a low purr starting at the back of his throat.
“I want to be with my family,” Neiru says, almost sleepily. They turn their head then and bury it against Jakurai’s shoulder, breathing in deeply. “Feels safe, with everyone.”
From the front seat, Omi lets out a soft laugh. His own scent both smells and feels content, happy—Neiru’s words having struck a happy cord inside of him. Chiwan makes no comment as she closes her eyes, though her scent is just as content as Omi’s. The inside of Rio’s car has started to smell like family, and Neiru is absolutely pleased by it.
By the time they get to Samatoki’s estate, Neiru is much more aware and anxious. Her nest has yet to be made, and her heat is only a few days away. His nesting instincts are going haywire now, and it’s palpable in the way Neiru urgently makes his way in through the front door and through the hallways to the room he always nests in.
Samatoki, though he bears a look of annoyance on his face, scowling around his cigarette, does not try to stop her. Instead, he sighs and turns on his heels, heading to his own bedroom. By now, Samatoki is seemingly well versed in the ways of Neiru and her heat. When he enters Neiru’s nesting room, the bed has already been pushed to the side and both Rio and Jakurai are helping Neiru push several comforters against the right corner of the room.
“Sama-chan!” Neiru coos happily, jumping up from what he’s currently doing and bounding over to him. She throws herself on him in a hug, scenting his shoulder with a purr.
“Thank you! I needed these!” He chirps, plucking the articles of clothing from Samatoki’s hands. Neiru kisses his cheek then spins around, leaving Samatoki standing there, red and flustered. No matter how many times this happens, he can’t seem to get used to it.
“Jyu-chan, can I have your jacket?” Neiru asks Jyuto as soon as he enters the room with Chiwan, her eyes big and pleading.
Jyuto hesitates for only a second, before Chiwan is reaching up to grab Jyuto’s jacket and pull it off of him.
“This one humbly offers the officer’s jacket.” Chiwan readily accepts Neiru’s affectionate kiss as she takes Jyuto’s jacket from him. There is the tiniest of smiles on Chiwan’s face, one that is always reserved for Neiru specifically.
Jyuto’s jacket lands on Neiru’s shoulders, and she wears it around as she flutters about her nest. He tucks clothing into the layers, making sure that everything is settled exactly how he wants it to be. There’s a small wall of pillows right at the corner and along the walls, right to the edge of where Neiru’s nest ends. Her purring as grown louder as the nest becomes fuller and more complete, and when Neiru deems her nest to be just right, she lets out a chirp of happiness.
“Come lay with me!” Neiru says, grabbing Jakurai’s hand and pulling him into her nest.
Jakurai goes willingly, a quiet chuckle leaving him as he sits properly against the pillows. Neiru’s purring grows louder, her hair bouncing as she reaches a hand out towards Chiwan and Omi.
“Everyone else, too! My nest needs to smell like everyone.”
Rio does as Neiru asks, carefully kneeling into the nest. “Does it not get overwhelming for you?” He asks, genuine in his curiosity.
Multiple overlapping scents can be distracting for just about anyone. It’s true that there are people who think scents are too much during their ruts and heats, but Neiru had never truly minded. Something in his biology seems to allow him the ability to always separate the scents and appreciate them directly, even if there are a lot of scents combined all at once.
“No,” Neiru answers honestly, shaking her head. She smiles at Rio as Chiwan gracefully settles herself to Neiru’s right, with Omi sitting right next to them. “I like them all, especially together. It feels right, you know? I can’t really explain it well.”
Rio lets out a hum in acknowledgement, nodding as Jyuto sits next to him in the nest. Samatoki is the last one to join them, hovering at the edge of it. He seems almost nervous, his eyes fixed on Neiru at the center of everything.
“Sama-chan~” Neiru calls out to him, holding both of his arms out towards Samatoki. “Don’t make me drag you down here!”
It’s mostly a joke, of course, but Neiru will drag Samatoki into his nest if he has to. It’s not complete until Samatoki is with them, especially because Samatoki is the only other omega among their group.
Samatoki clicks his tongue, his ears red and his cheeks pink, as he slowly makes his way into Neiru’s nest. He sits himself towards the middle of the group, in front of Neiru, which seems to satisfy her enough. Neiru sighs as soon as everyone is inside of his nest, his purring grows louder and stronger. She’s completely content, pressed against Jakurai’s side and holding onto Chiwan’s hand.