𝘖𝘱𝘦𝘯 𝘸𝘰𝘶𝘯𝘥𝘴 𝘱𝘵.2

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" Dear you, my one and only

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" Dear you, my one and only."


Tw: mention of self harm, swearing,  mentions of smoking

"What."

'I know that voice.' [Name] thought, quickly turning his head around to face the source of the sound

'Yuuto, and Yuta. What the f*ck are they doing here?'

"Shit." [Name] mumbled holding a hand to his forehead

'What great timing.'

"Yuuto, Yuta? What are you guys doing here?" Osamu questioned as he turned to face the twins who were clearly not in their right mind,

" We were here to tell [Name] something, but clearly that's not the time for that." Yuuto started, rushing over to [Name] as he quickly took his hand in his own, earning a slight 'ah-'from the younger one as he caught him in surprise

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"What are you guys doing? That hurts!" [Name] squinted, yanking his hands back from the olders grip a red mark clearly visible on the omegas skin.

"[Name]." Yuuto's voice was sharp, almost like daggers digging into [Name]'s heart,

"Why didn't you call for help?"

[Name] looked away before hesitantly answering "I couldn't." he muttered avoiding the sharp stares that seem to burn a hole into the latter's skull

"Why couldn't you?"

Widening his eyes [Name] grabbed the side of his arm "I-uh, I'm- I don't know. I just-"

'What am I saying..' [Name] mentally sighed as he racked his brain for an answer

"I just- couldn't. He wouldn't let me-"

"Who wouldn't let you?"

"The guy that was harassing me, his look, the way he looked at me, his eyes- Made me freeze and I couldn't even move.-" The more [Name] spoke about it the closer he was to crying, he doesn't know why but he couldn't help himself.

The tears just started falling and before he knew he was in the arms of his older brother as yuta watched from the sidelines, his eyes holding a sense of guilt.

It troubles him, it troubles him that even if he tried his best to succeed in one thing to make his parents proud they seem to never bother with him.

It troubles him that the first thing people notice about him is that he who has a million other things that are great about him was an omega.

Is that all there really is to him? He wanted to ask those people that but he couldn't bring himself too, after all what would they think? His mind tells him he shouldn't care and that he shouldn't bother with people like them yet a part of him really f*cking cares.

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