Another Bird for a cage (MikeyxReader)

Changing the pace.

As I heard the door close behind me a resignation seemed to run thru me as my body was hit with the all too familiar heavy pheromones that seem to poison the air.

Was this gonna be a common occurrence or something them pushing me thru doors with this raging alpha? Man I'm really getting tired of this shit. Patience just a bit more patience: I thought a audible exhale exiting my lips as I resigned myself to whatever fate I was in again.

Damnit I'm still so fucken sore though. I only hope he shows me some mercy. I wanna be able to walk. I wished heavily in my mind. The thought of shakily walking thru that lobby filling me with more embarrassment That my pride convinced death would be better.

As I look around the spacious office the whole room in a state of disarray looking all too familiar to a previous scene , my gaze paused. The all too familiar red that had qouted the lobby was displayed here as well. Its color forming a contrast to the white and black interior making the only other color in this room.  Even thru all this chaos my gaze wandered to the only difference that I saw. Windows. Tall windows lined one side of the office looking out into the bustling of the evening crowd forming a stark contrast to the dreary dark office I was in. How nice would it be to be out there. Another person within the crowd out on a night of enjoyment.

"I thought I told you I didn't want to be bothered." A voice devoid of all emotion cut thru the air as I turned from the windows to look at a back of a chair that stood behind a heavy wooden desk seemingly in place in this chaotic room. Damn moody ain't we?

"Leave." Mikey said.

Leave? After taking all that effort to come here? Gladely. Don't have to tell me twice. I thought as I said " Yes Yes." Right before I was about to turn back towards the door. Not caring about my charade of understanding Japanese to be discovered if it meant keeping my shoulder intact after last times love bite.

"Wait."

"..." shit. No pls sir let me leave. The voice freezing me mid turn as I turned my head back in that direction of that voice. He turned his chair to face me. His eyes quietly studying the situation. His face not betraying any emotion. damnit.

"Come here." he said emotionless.

I blinked at the confusion so did he want me to leave or come here. Why would I go over there. Also the hell come here this man was treating me like a dog wasn't he?

"Come here." he said again his voice tinged with anger as I saw his hands which were clasped in each other tighten. I froze in my place. "Uhm hello Mikey Manjiro." I said from my spot worried to bruise my already very sore body if I ventured closer without feeling anything else in his eyes besides the void that was in them before I got closer.

His hands relaxed as he heard his name as I heard a deep breath from him. His mood a little better but not enough to comfort me. Right now this man was in his right mind and still displayed the savage tendencies of a beast in rut, caution was necessary before I decided what step closer.

"Oh yeah you don't understand Japanese. You. Here." he commanded as he pointed towards me then right down  in front of him. Oh he thought my apprehension from earlier was from not understanding him not me not wanting to approach him. As I remembered  his rut, rejection with Mikey would only be met with aggression and death.

Did he have a fear of rejection? Maybe a therapist would be better?

I relented at the simplified command as I soften and released some of my pheromones as I stood before his desk to look at him. Testing the waters.

He growled at frustration.

Did I do something wrong?

"No come here. HERE" a bit of frustration in his voice as he pushed his chair a bit back pointing at the ground right in between himself and the ground. My pheromones not seeming to make a single change to him.