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Megumi remembered the day Sukuna presented. He and Yuji were ten and playing video games in Yuji’s room. He was just about to pass the finish line in first place in Mario Kart when a big crash was heard outside Yuji’s room and then the sound of his mother crying out.
“Sukuna!”
Sukuna was fourteen. Megumi had never paid much attention to him. He was always just Yuji’s older brother and picked on them from time to time, but the low sounding growl that vibrated through the house after Mrs. Itadori’s cry captivated all of his senses.
Yuji paused the game and slipped out the door, but Megumi soon heard his mother again.
“Yuji! Go to your room!”
He heard some quiet, muffled words but couldn’t quite make out Yuji’s reply.
“No go to your room right now!”
His friend appeared again, red in the face and huffing.
“Something’s wrong with S’kuna but mom won’t let me help,” he pouted as he sank down in his gaming chair.
There was another crash, like dishes breaking, and Megumi jerked his head up.
“What’s wrong with him?”
“I don’t know.”
Megumi was actually relieved Yuji came back to be with him. His mom sounded upset and it seemed like something was very wrong. He gripped his controller, trying to steady his shaky hands as they started the game again. His heartbeat seemed to pound louder and louder and his hands were soon slipping on the controller as he started to sweat.
The banging and crashing got louder as it got closer to the door and Megumi’s eyes darted towards it through his ratty black hair. Both of Yuji’s parents could be heard trying to force Sukuna down the hall towards his own room. The teenager was growling, a low, terrifying, deep throated growl that sent chills down Megumi’s spine.
“Come on Sukuna!” Yuji’s father pleaded.
After a little more scuffling and another terrifying snarl from Sukuna, Mr. and Mrs. Itadori were finally able to shut him in his room. Megumi heard him through the wall that Yuji and Sukuna’s rooms shared, still that terrible growl and now more bumps and bangs as the older boy could be heard throwing things about.
Yuji’s door opened and Megumi jumped, gripping his chair with one hand.
“Hey Megumi,” Mrs. Itadori peeked around the door.
She tried to smile at him and speak calmly, but her red face and fluffed up, salmon hair told a different story.
“I’m gonna call your dad, ok? Yuji needs to get a little more homework done before bed.”
Megumi nodded, looking up at Yuji’s mother with doe blue eyes.
“Momma what’s wrong?” Yuji asked.
“Nothing you need to worry about right now.”
“Please can you just tell me!”
“No Yuji. How about you boys move down to the kitchen while we wait for Megumi’s dad and I’ll fix you a snack?”
Megumi watched Yuji huff again, running his hands through his hair like some stressed, forty year old lawyer. There was another loud crash through the wall and the dark haired boy jumped up.
“I want a snack,” he said, gripping the edge of his t-shirt.
“Alright come on,” Mrs. Itadori nodded, motioning out the door with her hand and Megumi hurried out.
When he saw Yuji at school the next day, he was told Sukuna was going to be an alpha. Megumi furrowed his brow and cast his eyes down. His daddy was an alpha and was harsh and cold. He’d get mad sometimes and slam his hands down or punch the walls and Megumi didn’t like that. He hoped Sukuna would be a nice alpha.
However, he didn’t exactly get to find out, because Sukuna went to live with his dad soon after that.
“Because his ruts are bad and his daddy’s an alpha and has a rut room,” as Yuji put it.
Megumi didn’t know what a “rut room” was. Maybe Sukuna played lots of video games or basketball in it and that helped him relax. He hoped so.
The years went by and Megumi saw Sukuna occasionally around holidays or weekends, but he was different. Before he presented, he used to at least play with Yuji and Megumi a little. He’d teach them how to shoot hoops outside or join them in Mario Kart or Super Smash Bros, but now he ignored them, scrolling on his phone at the kitchen table. Yuji cried about it a lot at first. He’d tell Megumi how much he missed him and how Sukuna didn’t care about him anymore and Megumi would comfort him, but soon he had to adjust and live life without his older brother around as much.
By the time he and Megumi came close to presenting themselves, Sukuna was barely there at all. Megumi would see him maybe a handful of times a year.
Yuji also presented as an alpha when he was fifteen and seemed to handle it a little better. He lost a little of his goofy nature, but was still as happy and cheerful as ever. His ruts seemed to be not as bad…or…Megumi had a terrible feeling that the Itadori’s were more willing to accommodate him since he was Mr. Itadori’s biological son…he hoped that wasn’t the case.
Fifteen came and went for Megumi and he did not present. In most cases, if you don’t by fifteen, you’re going to be a beta, and Megumi was fine with that. Everything was going to be so much easier without having to worry about ruts or scents or constantly keeping himself in check. He could never see himself as an alpha anyway. The competition, ego…it just wasn’t Megumi’s nature. He liked relaxing, going with the flow.
Both boys were seventeen now at the start of their senior year of high school. Looking into colleges, saving money, working to get their gpa just a little higher…the pressure was starting to get worrisome, but Megumi liked doing school. He was certain he was going to get a decent scholarship, and without the added stress of a secondary gender, his senior year was going to be a breeze.
***
“Stop doing that,” Megumi grumbled, staring down at the game on his phone.
“What? I’m not doing anything,” Yuji growled back.
“You’re glaring at those guys.”
“I’m not glaring. And they were looking over here first.”
“You’re glaring, Yuji,” Nobara confirmed.
Yuji and Megumi had met Nobara on the first day of high school. She’d smacked a volleyball on the side of Megumi’s head on accident then yelled something about him being in the way. After a big screaming match between her and Yuji, she was somehow roped into their little bond, making them three instead of two. Megumi honestly didn’t know how it happened. One day, it was just him and Yuji and the next it was him, Yuji, and Nobara.
She was an alpha. Girls could go either way while boys, if they presented, were almost exclusively alphas, and Nobara was one of the most competitive alphas in the school, girl or boy.
“And check your scent,” she muttered. “It’s driving me crazy.”
“Sorry,” Yuji sighed. “I just….ugh..you know I’m starting tomorrow.”
“You can do it big boy,” Nobara whimpered, pouting her lip out at him.
Yuji offered up a low growl. “Careful or you’ll get the worst of it.”
“Bring it on.”
Megumi ignored them while they argued. It was often like this, Nobara and Yuji filling up every second with chatter while Megumi was quiet, looming beside them, but it worked and he was always ready to step in if they ever got any crazy ideas. It was the perfect balance.
“I really don’t feel like making up a week’s worth of work,” Yuji rubbed his forehead.
“We’ll help you,” Megumi assured him.
“I’m not helping you with anything.”
“Thanks Nobara.”
Yuji sighed and looked out over the football field. They were sitting on the bleachers, relaxing during a free period. The air was just slightly chilly as the wind whipped up dead leaves around them.
“You have university today, Megumi?” Yuji asked.
“Yah. Mondays and Wednesdays.”
“You guys want to come over tonight then, after?”
Megumi nodded.
“You sure you don’t want to relax before your big, wild rut?” Nobara teased.
“I don’t want to be alone.”
“Ah I see,” Nobara leaned back and looked up at the cloudy sky.
The puffy, dirty white clouds were rolling on, making way for darker, angrier ones. It looked like rain.
***
Later on that day, Megumi ran across the university campus, his hood up as the raindrops pelted around him.
“Why can’t we have covered walkways between buildings, like at school,” he grumbled under his breath.
Although he was glad to not be at the high school. As far as Megumi was concerned, his high school days were already behind him. He almost missed the dual enrollment deadline for the university since his deadbeat dad took so long to get the paperwork signed, but he managed to squeeze it in…even if he had to forge his dad’s signature on a couple of the papers.
Megumi reached the big double doors to the building containing his next class and yanked them open. He breathed a sigh of relief, finally being out of the rain and headed for the stairs. Glancing down at his phone, his lips tilted downward in a frown. He was late. Bounding up the stairs, he took them two at a time, yanking on the railing to make himself go faster. One flight..two flights..he whirled around the last turn and smacked right into a hard body.
“Ugh,” Megumi grunted as he flew backwards.
Whoever he ran into was like a concrete wall. They just barely stumbled a little while Megumi fell right on his back, the blank, tan walls blurring around him. He lay panting for a second and looked up at the ceiling, when suddenly a face appeared above him.
“You good?” the man asked.
Megumi furrowed his brow as he recognized the face. It took him a second, since the man’s hood was also up, but it was Yuji’s brother, Sukuna. His red, narrowed eyes peered down on him beneath thin, brown brows. There was just a little peak of his salmon hair beneath his black hood and his hands were shoved into his pockets. Megumi watched a slight spark of familiarity flash across his eyes, like he recognized him too, but he didn’t act like it.
They hadn’t seen each other in a few years..maybe three or four? It’d been a long while and Megumi only realized who he was because he kind of looked like Yuji, but he was taller and broader. His face was fierce and his jawline set defined against his neck.
“You good?” Sukuna repeated.
“Yah..yah sorry.”
The older man reached his hand out and yanked Megumi up, then turned right around and continued trampling down the stairs without a word. Megumi steadied himself against the railing and watched him for just a second.
Why didn’t Yuji tell me he goes here? He wondered.
Megumi suddenly remembered he was late and grabbed the railing to thrust himself forward, bounding up the last flight of stairs.
***
Yuji’s rut lasted a little longer than a week, inconveniently. He called Megumi and Nobara as soon as he was able to have them over for a long night of gaming. Megumi knew he had severe fomo and hated to miss time with his friends. As they started the night, he made them recount everything that had happened at school and all the drama, although they weren’t exactly popular and in the know about everything.
Megumi informed him of all he’d missed in school in the few classes they shared. It was good that it had been a lighter week and he wouldn’t have too much trouble catching up, although knowing Yuji, he’d probably make it harder than it needed to be.
Soon the night slowed down to aimless chatter as they wandered around in their game.
Megumi was trying to get comfortable, but he felt off and he kept having to readjust in his seat. It smelled weird in Yuji’s room, like dirty socks or cat pee and his heartbeat kept rising and falling. It would be racing one second, then dying down, then back to racing again. It was giving him whiplash.
“Damn I can’t wait for this year to be over,” Nobara muttered.
“But it’s our senior year! It’s supposed to be full of happy last things. We should enjoy it, right Megumi?” Yuji said.
“Well…I’ve kind of got one foot out the door too.”
“Mmmmph you guys are no fun.”
“Did you just refer to school as ‘fun’?” Nobara inquired, furrowing her brow.
“Well aren’t you going to miss basketball?”
“Yah I guess…”
Megumi squirmed again in his seat. The smell was not good and he opened his mouth to breathe so he could hold his nose.
Yuji sighed, the tv screen casting a ghostly glow on his face.
“Sometimes,” he started. “I just don’t want things to change. Everything always changes and I just want everything to freeze for a second.”
Megumi looked toward him, suddenly feeling a hole open up in his gut. He understood where Yuji was coming from, but surely he didn’t want this for the rest of his life.
“I think things will change for the better,” he said.
Right as the last syllable was uttered from his mouth, he felt a strange wetness. It was just a little trickle that seeped into the seat of his pants and he frowned, shifting his legs. The little trickle became heavier, dampening his pants even further.
What the fuck? Did I just fucking piss my pants?
It didn’t feel it was coming from the front, though. Megumi took a hand off his controller to subtly brush it across his crotch. Totally dry. Nothing.
Maybe I just imagined it.
He tried to focus on the game and whatever Yuji was saying. It was something moving and bittersweet and they were talking about serious things. He needed to pay attention.
“Just…promise me we’ll stay friends after graduation, ok?” Yuji said.
He sighed, his shoulders slumping down.
“Oh don’t worry, I’ll be bothering you guys my whole life,” Nobara said flatly, then suddenly wrinkled her nose. “Do you guys smell that?”
“Right??” Megumi quickly answered. “It smells like ass in here.”
Yuji furrowed his brow and cocked his head.
“Well..not really like that..” Nobara answered, looking around.
Megumi felt the wetness again, but it wasn’t a little trickle this time. It flowed out of him. He clenched his legs and rubbed his hands on his pants.
Ok I’m not imagining it. What the fuck.
His heartbeat started to rise again and he felt the blood pulsing through his body. A little burst of warmth sprouted in his chest and washed up through his face like a wave and he gasped.
“Mph,” Megumi grunted as he slowly stood up. “Guys I..mm…I think I m-maybe..pissed…”
Yuji’s chin snapped towards him and Nobara’s eyes widened.
“Megumi that’s…that’s not piss..” she said as the smell became clear to her.
“Well then what the fuck is it? Oh fuck I think I’m getting sick…” Megumi rubbed his forehead as another hot flash surged through him.
“Ah Megumi,” Yuji’s hand flew up to his nose. “How about you sit down..”
“Yah just sit,” Nobara said.
She jumped up and grabbed a blanket from Yuji’s bed. Hurrying over to him, she draped it across his torso.
“What the hell get that off,” Megumi threw it to the side. “I’m burning up.”
Another hot flash built up in his chest, but this one seemed to sweep downwards as well. Megumi was alarmed to his cock suddenly pressing against his pants.
“Ah fuck this is awful,” he muttered. “I think I’m just gonna head home.”
He started to stand again and Nobara grabbed his arm, heavily breathing through her mouth.
“Hey you understand what’s happening right?” she said.
Megumi looked at her, then at Yuji. His pupils were blown wide as he covered his mouth and nose.
“Ah I..still have some rut lingering, I think,” he stuttered. “I’m gonna have to go.”
Yuji slowly stood, trying to angle his body away, but Megumi caught a glimpse of the tent pitched in his basketball shorts.
“W-What?” Megumi whimpered.
“Hey,” Nobara grabbed his chin and turned his face towards her. “You’re presenting, ok? You’re an omega.”
Megumi’s mouth gaped open as he looked into her deep brown eyes.
“Ah,” he gritted his teeth. “Not right now Nobara. I’m not in the mood.”
“I’m not kidding. Listen, ok. I think you’re going into a heat.”
Yuji was clamoring out the door, turning in the direction of Sukuna’s old room.
“Here, I think home is actually the best,” Nobara said. “Come on.”
She gripped his arm and helped him take a few steps, pausing to grab the discarded blanket. Megumi just looked down at his feet, the smells getting more and more intense around him. He could smell Nobara beside him, little hints of wet metal piercing through the rotten room around him.
“I think I’m gonna throw up,” Megumi whimpered.
“Don’t you fucking dare,” Nobara snapped back.
She helped him down the stairs and out to her car, pausing to lay the blanket down on the passenger seat. Megumi slowly slid in and then the scent was all around him. He took a deep breath. Wet metal wasn’t amazing but it was way better than stinky socks. Leaning back, he let his hand rest on his tummy and whimpered as he began to sweat through his shirt. The hot flashes had stopped, but now he was just hot all the time, like one big, prolonged hot flash.
“If you throw up in my car, I will end your life,” Nobara threatened.
“Ah…I’m ok.”
Ok..or something like that. The wetness had soaked through his pants and he squirmed uncomfortably. His cock was hard, rock hard and the heat just kept building and building.
The normally short, ten minute drive back to Megumi’s house felt like an eternity.
By the time Nobara was struggling to help him through the front door, Megumi was fighting the urge to strip off every piece of clothing he had on. They turned on the light in the foyer and Megumi’s dad appeared, his eyes narrowing at the sight of them.
“I thought you were going to spend the ni- oh,” he stopped short as his hand flew up to his nose.
“He presented at Yuji’s house,” Nobara said.
“Holy shit..” Toji muttered.
He stepped forward to take Megumi from Nobara. His son stumbled and leaned against him, the smell of slick thickening in the air.
“Don’t touch me,” Megumi growled. “I’m fine.”
The boy tried to push away, but Toji swept him up in his arms. Looking down, he saw his son’s face contorting in pain, hands struggling to pull up his own shirt.
“Alright I’m gonna go,” Nobara pinched her nose as Megumi’s heat worsened. “It’s gonna be ok, Megumi.”
She reached out to pat his shoulder.
“Me and Yuji are only a text away if you need us.”
“Nobara…” he whimpered.
A spike of distress pheromones jutted through the already smelly foyer and Toji coughed as his son struggled to get down. Megumi’s body was heavily protesting to the only alpha who’s scent he slightly liked leaving him.
“Don’t leave me don’t leave me,” he begged.
“You’re gonna be fine, Megumi. This is just your instincts talking, but you’re gonna get through this,” Nobara sighed, rubbing her forehead. “I have an extra hoodie in my car. You want me to scent it for you?”
“Yes,” he croaked.
Alpha don’t leave me please alpha. Alpha stay with me, hold me, scent me, kn- Megumi blinked as he struggled to pull his thoughts together. What the hell is wrong with me? What is happening??
Nobara ran out to her car to grab her hoodie and Toji carried the helpless omega to the back of the house.
“Shit,” he said through gritted teeth as he watched his son writhe and squirm in pain.
“Alpha..alpha…” Megumi cried.
He desperately grabbed at his belt and struggled to pull his pants open.
“Not yet!” Toji grabbed his wrists. “She’s coming right back. Just wait a second.”
Tears filled Megumi’s eyes as he kicked at the sheets. Get out! He wanted to scream at his father. I don’t want you here I don’t want you to see me like this! Alpha please I just need alpha…
Nobara returned quickly and offered up her hoodie, which Megumi jerked from her hands and buried his face into. He moaned and inhaled her scent, his hand trailing back down to his pants. Toji grabbed it again, trying to help him save face in front of his friend.
“You need to scent him,” he said to Nobara.
“Scent him? Wha- no I can’t-”
“It’s an emergency. We weren’t expecting this and we’re entirely unprepared. He needs it.”
“Mmmph,” Nobara shifted in place.
She looked at Megumi writhing and whimpering on the bed. Tears were streaming down his face as he struggled to pull his wrist from his father’s hold.
“Let go let go!” he cried.
“Here Megumi,” she stepped forward. “It’s alright.”
“Alpha,” he croaked.
“Yes alpha. I’m gonna scent you ok. Is that alright?”
Nobara knew it was useless to ask. He was deep in heat now and only one thing mattered to him, but she had to at least try.
“Yes please please scent me,” he looked at her with pleading eyes.
The alpha tenderly stepped forward and leaned over him. She took a hold of his head to pull it to the side and nuzzle her neck against his.
Megumi inhaled as he felt Nobara’s comforting, wet metal aroma around him. He grabbed her and pulled her close, rubbing their scent glands together.
“Alpha…alpha..” he moaned, locking his arms around her in a death grip.
“Ok that’s enough,” she wriggled out of his hold. “I’m gonna go now. I’ll talk to you soon.”
“No!”
“I’m sorry,” Nobara’s face was flushed as she felt Megumi’s pheromones starting to have an effect on her.
Her instincts were flaring up too as the omega writhing in heat begged her to stay, but she’d already scented him. Sure, it was to help ease his pain, but that in itself was enough of a violation.
“Goodbye Megumi. Yuji and I will be here when you come out of it,” she turned her heel and fled out of the house.
“Alpha! ALPHA!” Megumi cried after her.
Toji held him down as he struggled to get off the bed and go after her.
“Megumi, come on ,” he muttered.
“I’m going to die. I’m going to diiiee..” the boy burst into tears.
“You’re not going to die.”
“Alpha doesn’t want me.”
“No that’s- just- ugh..”
Toji grabbed Nobara’s hoodie on the bed and shoved it in Megumi’s face.
“Here.”
Megumi seemed to weaken a little and reached up to grab the soft fabric, burying his nose into it.
“Ugh..thank God..” Toji relaxed.
He stepped backwards and let his hands rest on his hips. Megumi was whimpering as he clutched the hoodie. His hand traveled again to his pants and pulled them open, slipping into his underwear.
“Ah ok I’m gonna be right outside.” Toji stepped backward. “I’m gonna work from home this week so you won’t be alone, alright? I’m here to protect you. You’re safe.”
He knew it was important for omegas to feel safe and secure during a heat, but Megumi didn’t answer, just moaned and rubbed his hand up and down his cock. Toji awkwardly backed away.
“Ok well…I’ll just..leave you to it,” he quickly slipped out and shut the door.
Pausing outside, he took in a deep breath. The air still reeked of heat and distress pheromones, but at least outside of Megumi’s bedroom, it was a little less pungent.
An omega? Fucking how? Toji ran his hands through his hair.
Male omegas really were truly rare. There were only a handful in Megumi’s school and genetics played a big part in that. A boy was usually only likely to be an omega if his family had a history of it and even then, he had a one in three chance between alpha, beta, and omega. This made things especially strange, because the males in the Fushigiro family were dominantly alphas. Toji had even been surprised that Megumi was going to be a beta, but an omega? It was unheard of.
A little whimper through the door startled him out of his thoughts and Toji turned to walk back towards the kitchen. He seemed to get fucked up really fast. He’s probably going to have a hard time…
Megumi spent the next few hours vigorously jerking off. He threw off all his clothes and panted on the bed while rubbing up and down his length through the hoodie. The burning sensation seemed to eat him up, streaking down his limbs and burning holes in his stomach.
“Ah..ah…oh please..” he panted.
Each time he came with his cock, it seemed to make it worse. There would only be a brief moment of respite before the blood was rushing back down again, stiffening his length. It wasn’t enough. He needed more. He needed, wanted, yearned for an alpha cock to…to…
Megumi bit his lip, his fingers trembling. He turned on his side and kept one hand on his cock while the other reached around to feel for his ass. Slick was dribbling out from that sweet spot between his cheeks and he gently pressed his finger in toward the source. His hips shifted as he grunted, his finger pressing uncomfortably against his hole, but he wanted more. Biting his lip, Megumi gently wiggled the tip of his finger in.
“Ah,” he exhaled at the sensation.
More more more!
He wriggled his hips and worked the finger in farther, struggling to relax his body.
“Mmmhhmhm”
Needy little whines and whimpers emerged from Megumi’s lips. His finger was strangely better. It wasn’t perfect, but felt good. It wasn’t long before he was able to work two in. Megumi humped up and down on them hard, slick dribbling down his hand and onto the bed. He curved his fingers to create more friction and moaned softly. Imagining his fingers as a big, thick cock, he pretended an alpha was behind him, rutting into his ass like the world was ending.
“Oh alpha..alpha…,” he whimpered.
He flicked his hand up and down his cock faster. Gotta cum. Wanna cum so bad… After angling his fingers a little better and letting them curl at just the right spot..Megumi was finally able to find the best position possible. He squeezed his eyes shut, focusing on how delicious his fingers felt inside him. Then he was seeing stars.
“Huah, ah, ah!”
His hips wriggled and feet kicked at the sheets as a little stream of white squirted out from his cock, adding more to the mess of cum and slick already covering Megumi’s bedsheets.
“Mmmm,” he groaned, slinging his arm over his forehead as his chest heaved up and down.
Finally, just a tiny bit of relief.
***
“Megumi? Megumi?”
Megumi groaned and rolled over on his side. Somehow, he’d managed to fall asleep last night. His nose wrinkled at the smell around him but he was tired..oh so tired. He reached out blindly, feeling for his comforter and pulled it close to his chin. A knock sounded on the door.
“Hey Megumi, you good in there?”
Sleep sleep. I need to go back to sleep..
But his father’s banging was disrupting his thoughts and he felt that warmth rising in his stomach again. His cock stirred and Megumi whimpered. Please let me go back to sleep..
“Can you just make a noise or something so I know you’re not dead?”
Leave me alone..
On the other side of the door, Toji set his jaw. He really really didn’t want to go in, but this being Megumi’s first heat, he had no idea how he would take it. He could be one of those omegas with excruciatingly painful heats that needed special medication every few hours.
Damn it, Toji bit his lip.
***
Megumi’s heat woke him up a little later. It coursed through him and radiated from his face. He whimpered, shuffling on the bed as he felt for his swollen cock. One hand jerking himself off and the other shoving fingers up his ass, just like before, and soon he reached a little climax.
“Mmmm,” the dark haired boy groaned.
Man I want a big, thick alpha cock so bad. He started to fantasize about certain people he knew were alphas at school. Not Yuji and Nobara..that was too weird..but some of the boys and girls on the sports teams, or the senior class president. He was an alpha and absolutely beautiful. Or…the boy he sat next to in orchestra with the pretty eyes
Slowly, Megumi sat up and put his hand on his head. It was starting to get dark and everything was blue and gloomy around him.
Am I dead? I think I’m fucking dead.
His throat felt raw and ragged. He’d spent a good amount of time gaping it open and panting, no doubt. Groaning, he swung his legs over the bed and was about to stand and retrieve some water when he looked up. Megumi blinked as he recognized his dad’s mini fridge on his bedside table. It was usually kept in the garage by his workspace but here it was, big and clunky and taking up all the space on the little table. Looking closer, he realized there was a sticky note on it.
Make sure you eat something when you can.
He just stared at it. It was in his dad’s handwriting but he couldn’t believe it. There’s just no way he would’ve gone to the trouble to move it from the garage to here and put…food? in it? No way…
Megumi slowly reached forward and opened the fridge. Bottled water. It was all stacked up on the left side and took up half the space. Fruits and veggies, yogurt, and applesauce took up the right side. There were even two big packs of blueberries, which were his favorite. He used to beg his dad for them when he was little, but he always said no because they were too expensive. He swallowed hard, just looking for a second before reaching for one of the bottled waters. It was a sweet relief for his parched throat and he gulped down half the bottle before he paused to take a breath. It was then that he noticed the bags.
There were several shopping bags in a cluster on the floor. They looked big and bulky, like whatever was inside of them was just bursting to get out. Megumi’s dick twitched before he could go investigate, though, and he had to satisfy himself first. Then he slowly slipped off the bed and grabbed the bedside table to stay steady. His legs felt wobbly, like jelly. Pursing his lips together, he carefully stepped forward and dropped down to the bags.
The few really big ones were just from the nearest department store. Megumi gasped as he pulled out big, puffy, folded quilts and pillows. He scrambled to get them out of their packaging and all spread out on the floor.
Things things I love these things so much.
He pushed the biggest one up against the bed and was trying to arrange the other ones but he kept getting hot and having to stop. He was trying and trying but at about the third or fourth time he had to stop to touch himself, tears sprang to his eyes and he let out a sad whimper.
I just want to lay down on these blankets that’s all I want but they’re just not GOOD enough yet. They don’t FEEL good.
He grabbed one of them and yanked it over his head, allowing himself to cry for a little bit. His fingers poked and prodded into his ass while he sobbed and his face streaked red with heat and tears. He eventually had to give up, realizing that there just wasn’t enough time in between waves to get the blankets how he wanted them.
Instead, he used that time to unpack the rest of the shopping bags. One was from an actual omega nesting store and contained the softest, fluffiest, best blanket things Megumi had ever seen in his life. He used those to cradle his face and cover his shoulders when needed. The last bag was heavy and contained alpha scented candles and matches. He looked at those hard for a second, not actually believing they worked. One was “fiery chestnut” and the other was “roaring waterfall.” The waterfall one smelled horrendous, like rotting corpses, but the chestnut one was alright. Megumi kind of liked the spicy undertones in it. It definitely smelled fake and wasn’t comforting at all, but it was a distraction and he needed as much distraction as possible.
***
Megumi’s heat lasted about five days, not a full week, thankfully, but he’d spent the whole thing in misery. Towards the end, he was sort of able to get the blankets in a somewhat satisfactory nest, but it wasn’t great. At least he had them. He was thankful for that. He’d eaten through all the blueberries and burned through the whole candle and it was TOUGH to get through the last day without the candle. Nobara’s hoodie had totally lost its scent and he lit up the waterfall candle out of desperation but almost threw up so he had to blow it out.
Now he sat down in the shower, letting the water stream down over his head and trail down his black tresses. All the cum and slick slowly washed off and he sniffled, trying not to let everything overwhelm him.
An omega. I’m an omega. I’m going to be one for the rest of my life.
He’d talked about omegas with Yuji, about which ones he thought were cute and if they smelled good. Yuji had told him how he wanted to fuck them and knot them and make them all cum drunk on him. He shivered, knowing that alphas would want to do that to him now, especially since he was a male omega. Another notch on their belt. A trophy to add to their “collection.”
It’s a good thing I’m one of the most antisocial people alive.
He grabbed the shampoo and squeezed some on his hand, then slowly, carefully massaged it onto his head. Tears were pricking at the corners of his eyes, which he didn’t understand because he wasn’t in heat anymore. Everything should be calmed down now, right? Megumi bit his lip.
Maybe it’s an omega thing. Maybe I’ll be crying every day now.
He suddenly realized being scented by an alpha would calm him down and he started crying more, his shoulders shuddering as the warm water streamed down his smooth skin.
I don’t want to need an alpha for everything. I want to go to school and take care of myself. I don’t want to be an omega. I was happy just being a beta.
“Damn it!” Megumi angrily knocked the shampoo down in the shower and it clanged around the tub, echoing through the small bathroom.
On top of that, he couldn’t exactly remember how he acted in front of Nobara. He knew she’d driven him home and that he’d been getting more and more out of it the whole time, but did he do anything stupid? Did he embarrass himself? Megumi grabbed his hair in his hands. Out of all the people in the world, Nobara would be cool and would understand, but he just couldn’t bear the thought of him saying anything dumb. He knew he really really wanted alpha cock that night…
***
They were in Yuji’s room, the usual hangout spot, sitting in silence. Megumi could actually smell them now, their alpha smell. Yuji smelled grimy, like dirty socks, and Nobara had a sharp, wet metal smell to her, like iron. It wasn’t incredible but it wasn’t as bad as Yuji’s.
“I um,” Megumi cleared his throat. “I’m sorry if I made you guys feel weird or..whatever.”
“No not at all,” Yuji looked up. “You didn’t do anything wrong at all Megumi.”
“There was no way to prevent that,” Nobara added.
“Are you…” Yuji started. “Doing ok?”
Megumi was quiet. He uncomfortably shifted his legs and sighed. “I’m adjusting.”
“I wish I knew how to help you better,” Nobara said.
“It’s ok. It’s just fucking…life or whatever.”
“It’s not the end of the world,” Yuji looked at him hopefully.
He was met with a fierce glare from Megumi’s sharp blue eyes, shooting daggers through his spiky black hair.
“I can’t fucking believe this,” Megumi shook his head. “You know I’m the first boy in my dad’s family out of generations and generations to be an omega? I was supposed to be an alpha, if anything, but I was just fine being a beta. Great, actually. And who the FUCK presents at seventeen??! Everything was just fine how it was and now-” he breathed hard through his nose and rubbed his temples.
“If it makes you feel any better, it’s a lot easier to get through heats than ruts,” Nobara started.
“Have you ever been through a heat?” Megumi asked angrily.
“Well no..”
“Then shut the fuck up. It’s terrible. It’s fucking awful. This past week was the worst week of my entire life and I’m going to have to go through it AGAIN at some point.”
“The first time is always the worst,” Yuji piped up. “You’ll be better prepared next time. And if it’s truly unbearable, you can take special medication to opt out of it altogether. Although, I don’t think that’s necessarily healthy for a long time…”
“I’ll take any medication I have to,” Megumi set his jaw. “But it’s not just the heats, it’s….mph..”
Yuji and Nobara’s eyes widened as there was a spike in Megumi’s distress pheromones. They watched their friend vigorously run his hands through his hair then pull his hood down over his face.
“It’s everything.”
“It’s going to be ok,” Nobara whispered.
***
Everything was different now at school. Megumi could feel eyes on him as he walked down the hall. He was no longer invisible, but a juicy, alluring piece of omega meat. He kept his hood up everywhere and barely spoke to anyone. The smells were especially hard. They were everywhere, not just alpha but omega too. He could smell when someone was upset or horny and he could tell which omegas were pregnant and which weren’t. The alpha smells were all over the place. Some smelled good and strong and amazing..others not so much. Megumi wanted to just crawl up into a hole and die.
Later on in the day, he was at the university, which was a little better. These students had actually had some practice with self control and were a little more mature. He still got plenty of looks, but they at least tried to hide it. He sighed remembering an exchange from the high school that day.
Megumi had sat down next to the alpha in orchestra that he fantasized about, the one with the pretty eyes, but his scent wasn’t as pretty and Megumi pursed his lips together. The alpha jerked his head towards him the second he sat down.
“Hey,” he said.
“Hey,” Megumi muttered back.
He ignored him and raised his violin to his shoulder to tune it, but the alpha kept looking at him. Sighing, Megumi tried to focus on testing each string and adjusting the peg accordingly.
“You’re a senior right?” the alpha asked.
“Yes.”
He briefly looked down and spied the alpha squeezing his own knee like his life depended on it.
“So why uh..why- why do you, um..all of a sudden…”
“Shut the fuck up about things that are none of your goddamn business,” Megumi spat out, keeping his eyes trained on his violin.
“Oh sorry man, my bad!”
Megumi rubbed his forehead. He may have been a little harsh, but he did not want to give the impression to anyone that he was going to be fooling around in high school. He wanted that alpha to tell other people that he was stingy and unapproachable. Nobody. Talk. To. Me.
After stopping by the coffee shop in the library for a dirty chai, he started to make his way to his class. It was very weird how alphas would just automatically move out of his way now, or open the door for him, or smile at him. Megumi made sure to glare back.
I didn’t fucking ask for any of this.
He passed by the bookshop on the way there and slowed as something in the window caught his eye. There were little stuffed puppies donning t-shirts with the university’s logo arranged in the window display. One was propped up like it was reading a book and another was looking through a microscope.
Those are so cute. Why haven’t I noticed them before? They must be new.
He let himself ogle at them a little while longer, then continued on to the stairs. Megumi was about halfway up, stressing about how he’d missed two days of this class and catching up, plus also still thinking about the stuffed puppies, when a door closed loudly up above and echoed through the staircase. The omega took a few more steps, then stopped short. His eyes went wide as his pupils dilated and he sharply inhaled. He gripped the straps of his backpack and looked upward. The scent was wafting down from above and stripping Megumi of absolutely all his defenses. It was sharp, like burning spices and it tickled the omega’s nose and sent tingles all down his torso. Heavy footsteps could be heard slowly making their way down the stairs and Megumi gulped, then adjusted his grip on his backpack and continued upward.
His stomach began working itself in knots as Megumi realized he would soon pass whatever alpha the scent belonged to. Fear mixed with excitement jumbled around the thoughts in his brain and he had to fight to keep from turning around and running back down the stairs. He was getting closer. What worried him the most was the alpha kept going slower, each step a heavy thud that echoed through. Could he smell him too? Did he like his scent? Megumi’s heart jumped at the thought.
Oh please let my scent please this beautiful alpha! Wait no what am I saying? I don’t need or want this right now.
Megumi held his breath, trying to not inhale the delicious scent even though every instinct in his body was telling him to drink it up. He was so focused on it that he didn’t realize how close he was until the alpha was suddenly standing right before him. He’d stopped, standing in the middle of the staircase and looked down at him.
Megumi paused, not daring to look up. The staircase was wide enough for two, but if one was to stand in the middle of it, there wasn’t enough room on either side for one person to comfortably pass by, and the alpha wasn’t budging. He just stood there. Megumi uncomfortably stood in place, shifting his feet, then dared to step forward.
“Um..excuse me,” he said quietly and tried to push through the right side.
But the alpha leaned that way, blocking his path just as Megumi tried to pass and dropped his head down. The omega gasped a little as the scent sharpened and realized the alpha was pressing in close. Out of instinct, he angled his jaw away, exposing his neck. There was a quiet chuckle, deep and sinister, and he realized his mistake. Megumi quickly tipped his head back and tried to push past again but the alpha wouldn’t budge. He could hear his breathing just inches away and he gulped, gripping the straps of his backpack harder than ever.
“My class is, uh-” Megumi stammered. “It’s upstairs. I need to go up the stairs.”
“Oh? It’s upstairs?”
The alpha finally spoke. His voice was low and mischievous, almost teasing and sent those tingling feelings all throughout Megumi’s torso again. Steeling his stomach, he slowly, carefully made himself look up at his face.
Which was another mistake. Megumi was instantly hypnotized as he gazed into alluring, playful, almost cat-like red eyes that peered down on him. His lips parted and he struggled to control his breathing as the scent got thicker. The alpha’s face was so close…just inches away
“You wanna go upstairs? Hm? Is that right?” he cocked an eyebrow, his lip curling upward.
Megumi let go of his backpack with one hand to grip the stair railing, hoping it would help keep him steady. He mustered up all the courage he had to answer.
“Yes.”
The alpha also reached out to grab the railing, caging Megumi in and fully blocking his way upstairs.
“Hmmm,” he responded, leaning his weight on his arm. “I think I might know you from somewhere.”
Megumi had looked away again, but let his eyes dart back just for a second and gulped. He’d been so shaken, he hadn’t noticed, but it was Yuji’s older brother, the one with the “bad” ruts, the one he’d crashed into just a week earlier, Sukuna. He felt even more heat rush to his face as he struggled to form a response.
“Um I’m Yuji’s friend, Megumi Fushiguro.”
“Megumi…” Sukuna repeated, searching his blue eyes. He suddenly smiled. “Megumi? That skinny kid with the crow black hair?”
The alpha threw his head back and laughed loudly. The red in his eyes danced and seemed to light on fire, matching his burning, spicy scent.
“Well well well,” he grinned. “I’m Sukuna Utagawa…if you remember.”
“Yes.”
“Yes? You remember me? What do you remember about me?”
“Um,” Megumi looked at him, and then suddenly he did remember. He remembered all those times Yuji cried to him because Sukuna wouldn’t play with him anymore. He remembered Sukuna sitting at the kitchen table on his phone, totally ignoring them. He remembered how nervous he was when Sukuna presented.
Gripping his hands into fists, he struggled to look him in the eye. “Not much,” he finally replied.
Just because he was an omega now and useful to him, did not mean Sukuna could just waltz in and flirt with him all he wanted, and he was Yuji’s brother , for goodness sake. One of his closest friends! No matter how good the alpha smelled, he couldn’t deny that.
“Not much?” Sukuna smiled. “I see.”
“I’m gonna be late to my class,” Megumi said.
He pushed forward through Sukuna’s arm and the alpha let him go. After climbing the steps to the next landing, he paused and looked down. Sukuna was still there, watching him with those hypnotic eyes.
“It was nice to see you, Sukuna,” Megumi said flatly, trying to revert to being coldly polite, then continued running up the stairs.
“Oh it was nice to see you as well, Megumi.”
He heard the voice echo beneath his feet, but set his lips together and continued on.