Our Eternal Love (Junjou Romantica One-shots)

Chapter 35: Instincts - Part 2

Pairing: Miyagi x Shinobu

⚠️ Omegaverse, story intended to be smutty⚠️
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Miyagi's pov. :

Every day was more stressfilled than the last. Turns out Shinobu is a slow-poke when it comes to heats. It was taking far longer than we'd both anticipated for his heat to hit full-force, and the drawing out was driving both of us crazy.

Every morning the scent would be stronger, and I'd have to put every ounce of my willpower to get out of bed without assaulting Shinobu. It once even woke me up in the middle of the night, and I had to grit my teeth as I went to sleep on the couch.

He was insisting we wait until his heat hit fully, and I had promised to keep myself at bay until then. But damn was it agonizing.

Shinobu still went to school, but only on the days that I was there too. There had already been an incident where an Alpha had pounced on him in a raging clash of hormones and rut. Luckily I happened to be returning from a lecture and spotted them in time.

Throughout the days I could smell him everywhere. It did not help the raging primal instincts of my inner Alpha. Every time I caught a whiff of him, I wanted to take him home and lock him up. Every student I saw looking his way, or curiously sniffing the air around him, I wanted to punch their teeth in.

Hopefully I wouldn't have to endure this torture for long..

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Shinobu's pov. :

I could feel it. My heat crashing down upon me, tauntingly slow. Every day it got worse. Somedays I couldn't even feel my legs properly, but I knew I wasn't due just yet. Slow-approaching heats were a common thing in my family, I had just wished I wouldn't fall into the category of a so called "slow-poke".

The stares and sneers from my fellow students didn't ease me at all whatsoever. Every way I looked, someone was always staring. Every way I looked, someone was always smirking, leering, cat-calling, whistling. I had endured almost a week of this agony, and I had no desire to keep going.

Miyagi wasn't a big help either. He was growing steadily more instinctive, more protective. His usual sarcasm, cool nature, everything was disappearing underneath his Alpha nature. Some days, he wouldn't even let me get out of bed, holding me locked to him.

It all got worse when that Alpha pounced on me. He just appeared, apparently out of thin air, and there I was, laying on the floor, with an overly-excited Alpha drooling all over me. Luckily, Miyagi happened upon the scene and practically ripped the boy from me.

Miyagi would often ask me if he could mark me already. I understood his desire to plant his scent on me, to keep other people off of me, but I always declined. I wanted to wait until my heat hit me fully, just to make sure, just to go the extra mile for precaution. Miyagi was never happy with this answer, but always let it go. For an hour or so at least.

And don't get me wrong, the marking did cross my mind several times a day. It would make everything so much easier for both of us. No more drooling Alphas, no more constant fear for who hid behind the corner, I could finally focus better on my studying, and Miyagi on his lectures. And I wouldn't mind feeling his teeth sink into my shoulder, feeling him puncture my skin, the pressure of it all vanishing into thin air, and letting everyone know who I belonged to. And yet, I still declined.

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Friday. The last day of the week. Last day of school before a nice, quiet weekend, with no leering faces, no sweet-talking Alphas, nothing. Just me and Miyagi. I don't think I'd ever looked forward to any weekend more than this one. I truly needed a break.

I only had four lectures on Fridays, which usually went by quite pleasantly. I hoped that would also apply today. Miyagi was keeping a constant eye on me, whenever he had the chance to. Whenever we were in the same space together, I'd feel his eyes bore into me.

The first two lectures went by in a breeze. I was feeling optimistic, maybe it wouldn't be such a horrible day.

During lunch is when the downhill started. I felt the usual tension and tightness in me increase. I felt like a balloon slowly swelling up. Like I was walking closer and closer to the edge of a cliff. The increased feeling came and went in waves of discomfort.

The lecture after lunch, I couldn't concentrate on anything, no matter how I tried. The waves crashed in me, all I wanted to do was run home and stay there. People were staring at me as I moved and shifted constantly in my seat, trying my best to keep myself calm and collected. I felt my lust increase and suddenly, I was fighting my hands constantly traveling up and down my thighs. I swallowed rather loudly every time a moan threatened to escape my mouth.

I struggled through the rest of the lecture and was the first one out of the room once it ended. I decided to go look for a bathroom.

About ten steps later, I felt my whole body collapse. I fell to the floor with a crash. Panting, I tried to hoist myself into a sitting position, but my arms gave way and I fell back down. My vision was cloudy. People were stopping to look at me. I felt the heat rise in my cheeks. How embarrassing...

A hand grabbed me gently by the shoulder. The voice of my professor rang strangely in my ears.

     - "Excuse me, Shinobu? Are you alright?"

I tried to speak, but could only produce a strange sound in between retching and panting.

Another voice was heard. It was the voice of a student. I only knew his first name, Misaki.

     - "I think he's in heat, professor. Poor boy..."

I attempted to get up again, and got myself miraculously into a sitting position. My professor helped me to my feet.

     - "Shinobu, to who do I bring you? Do you have anybody here?"

Before I got to answer, I was pulled from his grip. A strong arm wrapped itself around my waist, holding me up. Miyagi's voice was like honey to my ears.

     - "I'll take care of him. You all continue your day"

Miyagi led me into another corridor, then to another, and another. Now I could fully comprehend how big this school actually was. When we finally exited through the main doors, I couldn't help but sigh deeply at the fresh air now entering my lungs.

Miyagi led me to the backside of the building to where teachers parked their cars, and he helped me into his. The air in the car wasn't as fresh as outside, but at least better than inside the school.

With a slight hurry and a certain carelessness in his driving, he drove back to our shared apartment. Even the car ride felt oddly suffocating, even though the air conditioning was on full blast and the windows were rolled open. I kept glancing at Miyagi, trying to read his mind.

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Miyagi's pov. :

"Shinobu's in heat, Shinobu's in heat, Shinobu's in heat. In heat, in heat, in heat!"

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