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~ 𐀔chapter four𐀔 ~

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~ 𐀔chapter four𐀔 ~

you had somehow managed to get out of explaining the expensive order to your friends when they got there seeing that they seemed a bit more disoriented than usual.

"nice perfume" you remember telling ichika that day only to have her laugh nervously when yua said, "it's too strong" and it was only when it was Thursday that you'd found out what was the cause.

from ichika:
can't come to the cafe today.
my rut got worst. 
meds make brain go zzz ('' )

  you had frowned when you saw the series of texts and moved the mango-flavored lollipop to the other side of your mouth. that explained the scent from earlier in the week.

ichika was an alpha female after all and since their pheromones were way stronger during ruts, it smelled like a passing fragrance to you but was too strong on omegas like Yua.

to ichika:
weak alpha tings. ƪ˘)ʃ

from ichika:
y/n... I'll fold you  ╹◡╹

to ichika:
( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°)

from the exchange, you had learned that yua also had left the district for an early weekend seeing that her heat started the same time as her fiancé's rut.

'being an alpha or omega seems to be such a pain.' you beamed, thanking your genes, yet you still couldn't help feeling left out.

the girl that occasionally sat with you all was only really ever-present on Mondays though no one questioned it. now that you thought of it, the cafe seemed generally empty too which dampened your mood even more.

you had spent just a few more moments going back and forth with texting ichika before you got up to leave.

'maybe I should hook-up with someone too'  you thought, scrolling through your contact list as you stepped through the door.

to your surprise, as soon as you got up to leave and you were standing by the pavement the rain began to pour.

shit. I left my umbrella.

just as you remembered, your thoughts were cut off when you heard an umbrella being opened beside you.

"no, I'm not coming back to the office. it's raining. I'm going to sleep." he seemed to be arguing over the phone.

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