Daichi hurried down the brightly lit corridor, nursing a cup of coffee in one hand and a laptop in the other. It had been a busy morning at the police station, as two petty thieves had been brought in for questioning. The chief had sent Daichi to print out the reports, so the alpha headed to the printer room with his partner Aone. He was a quiet man, so Daichi usually did most of the talking. Aone was a whiz with technology, however, which helped the alpha out a lot. The two managed to get to the room without dropping anything, and Daichi gingerly placed his laptop and cup onto the table. Aone went to work at the printer, punching in a bunch of codes Daichi couldn't begin to understand.
"I think the chief wants us to place the plaintiff's report on top of the two defendants." The alpha said aloud, handing his laptop to his partner for plugging in. Aone nodded slightly at the instruction, carefully hooking everything up. Daichi stretched and reached for his coffee when he felt his body shut off. He stumbled back, his mind seemingly forgetting how to stand. Aone whipped around and caught his partner before he fell, his eyes searching Daichi worriedly.
"Are you sick?" Aone asked softly. Daichi didn't answer-his mind was suddenly filled with nothing but the word "home." He released himself from his partner's embrace and began to walk out the door.
"Sawamura?" Aone called after him. Daichi didn't react, he just continued down the corridor and back to the main office space. His partner hurried after him, gripping Daichi's bicep firmly and looking deep into his eyes.
They were white.
"Sawamura, what's wrong?"
"I'm going home now," Daichi replied as if he were in a trance. He quickly grabbed his jacket and keys before brushing past Aone and heading to the front of the station.
"It's not even two-thirty."
"I'm going home now."
"What about-"
"I'm going home now," Daichi repeated, exiting the police station and swiftly walking to his car. He revved the engine and sped off, his extremely confused partner growing smaller and smaller in his rearview mirror.
Daichi didn't understand why he was leaving, why he was being almost forced home. He did know, however, that his mate was at home. If he was being called home, there was a good reason.
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Activating the bond had proven to be more difficult than Sugawara expected, as once he had the connection it almost immediately went out. He prayed that Daichi had gotten his message. The omega felt light-headed and too weak to stand, so he laid down on his bed and waited.
Waited for his mate to come to save him.
Sugawara wondered if it was the pregnancy hormones. Whatever the cause, he suddenly felt very upset being separated from Daichi. He learned in school that omegas long for their alphas when they're away, especially if they're pregnant or in heat. The overwhelming urge to cry out for his mate crashed into him, and the silver-haired man began to cry and curl into himself. He was confused-he had been fine when he was with Yamaguchi. Too distraught to think, Sugawara decided that his emotions were just all over the place from the pregnancy.
The omega felt a sudden pang in his heart, and he began to cry out for Daichi. Something deep inside him needed his alpha more than anything. Sugawara needed comfort, he needed calm. He needed his mate.
As if he had timed it out, Daichi quickly burst through the apartment door. The sour scent of his omega in distress snapped him out of his trance and led him to his bedroom, where he found his mate curled in a ball, sobbing his eyes out. His alpha instincts kicked into overdrive as he ran to Sugawara and engulfed him in a hug. Daichi released some calming pheromones, stroking his omega's head and back.
