His Omega of Domination

nine

second chance...
day 10 + 11
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"I take it...you don't forgive me."

"No."

Jeremiah looked at Ivan like he was a fool, watching Ivan's stare become nervous.

"You didn't think that me having sex with you and saying all I said...was because I forgave you, right? There's no way-."

"No, forget I even said anything. It was dumb of me to ask that." Ivan wished he could take those words back, but it was too late now.

Jeremiah had his eyes narrowed upon him as he now questioned things more. His instinct was satiated...for now. Because of that, he was able to use his reason more.

"What is your motive? What do you even want from me that you'd suddenly switch up and suddenly want forgiveness? I don't understand you. This is too abrupt." Jeremiah shook his head despite Ivan nodding insistently.

"I know it's abrupt, but I have no ulterior motives. I just want...you back. I miss you, I do love you. It took me losing my-." Ivan lost his voice, his hand going to his throat as the Luna kept him from speaking.

He instantly realized he couldn't even be honest about that either.

"Took you losing what?"

"Took losing my...ability to touch you, kiss you, look at you, speak to you whenever I want. To wake up and know that the first thing on both of our minds, are each other. Being close and you coming to me despite it all, despite how...horrible I was." Ivan tells him honestly.

Except he was in the wrong reality. The only time they had ever kissed, touched, or done such things was when they were in that gym closet. Unless he counted the times of when they were kids.

"You speak of...those times when we both were innocent and unaware of what we'd be?"

Ivan frowned, but immediately began to realize that this was different.

"Yeah...those times." Ivan began to grin at those memories instead. Because the memories he made before...weren't even a thing anymore.

Was it now like some kind of fever dream? Since it was all changed just for his 'second chance'? Or did he die there and life continued without him...while he's here, in his 'second chance' reality?

"Or maybe not...I don't know." He found himself becoming sad about what he lost, smiling solemnly. "I just ruined everything for myself. I lost everything, yet didn't lose a thing."

Jeremiah was confused by his way of wording things as he had no idea the person he was before. Experiencing another life...while time reverted, unaware of what he had done.

How the way he was before was no comparison to the treatment that Ivan put them all through at the time.

"I guess you're right, huh?" Jeremiah chuckled, standing up as he held onto Ivan. Adjusting his joggers so that they wouldn't slip off, him heading towards the stairs. Walking up them while still inside, knotted too. "Despite how horrible you were, nothing really changed for you. You still are getting your way."

"But I'm not."

"You are though, don't lie to yourself." Jeremiah snorts at Ivan's denial.

"I'm not lying... I'm not getting my way whatsoever. If I was I wouldn't fucking be here." Ivan found himself getting angry, but he looked away instantly.

His hands covering his face, Jeremiah stood in the hallway even more perplexed. He saw the way Ivan seemed to be breaking down, then built back up somehow.