moondregs: (and high school girls)
junpei “doe eyed bastard” yoshino ([personal profile] moondregs) wrote2021-11-07 03:00 pm

Open post!

Just an open post for AUs and continuations of memes.

Will gussy up at a later date.

Possibly ... maybe ...
natzoom: ([:o] s-sempai--)

[personal profile] natzoom 2022-07-07 01:49 am (UTC)(link)
[There were some benefits to being a late bloomer. While everyone in middle school was excitedly chattering about how they'd present and feeling out their new hormones and urges and arguing over who would be what, he had been able to slip quietly into the background. He wasn't anything, then. He was a scentless void, ignored by the alphas and omegas and gently tolerated by the betas, because that's what betas did. There was no risk of him getting into fights to prove his strength, or any need to spend excess money on suppressants. It made him easy to handle, and Natsume Takashi had spent his life trying to be easy to handle.

Once he started his third year in high school, though, the benefits had suddenly turned into liabilities. It was now a strange thing that he hadn't presented yet, a sign that there was something wrong with him. His foster parents whispered about how if it was taking this long, it'd surely be ten times worse than normal, all those hormones pent up and ready to explode. Some of the more aggressive alphas at school had teased him, saying that he just needed a little encouragement, that he was definitely an omega, just look at him. He definitely wasn't an alpha, considering that not even the nastiest, foulest insults could spur him into lashing out. Natsume just stood there, head down, and took it, from the school bullies, from his relatives, from everyone.

And then, just after his seventeenth birthday, it happened. He woke up and the whole world was different, full of overwhelming scents and urges and emotions and instincts. But it wasn't what he'd been preparing himself for since he was old enough to understand what the words meant. He was an alpha. Against all odds, against stereotype and tradition and even bloodline. His parents had both been betas, most of his relatives were, it wasn't natural.

What it was, Natsume found out, was an excuse for the same alphas who'd harassed him all year to suddenly loop him into their club, to turn the raunchy jokes against others and try to get him involved, try to turn him into a normal alpha. Whether it was out of a desire to have more control or just another excuse to sneak out at night and visit shady clubs, Natsume wasn't positive. He was strongly beginning to think it was the latter, though, since it was after 10pm and he was here, surrounded by scantily clad bodies and the overwhelming scent of perfume. It was making his head spin.
]

This is -- really, really not necessary, my birthday was a month ago-- [This was Natsume's last, best attempt at an argument before he was unceremoniously shoved into a booth and patted condescendingly on the head by one of his classmates. "Keep an eye on him, sweetheart, we'll be right back," the alpha leered across the table at the omega they'd pooled their money and booked for the night.

Then they were gone and Natsume was left with -- well, his first overwhelming thought was bunny ears. That was. Surprising. He didn't know that outfit existed outside of weird porn. Not that he watched weird porn, but he knew some stuff. He might not be experienced, but he wasn't stupid. Once he dragged his gaze down from the ears, he was able to see the omega's face, lit up by the dim neon lights, the curl of his bemused smile, the makeup on his face, the hair falling into his eyes.

And the way he smelled... It wasn't the overwhelming, cloyingly sweet scent of false heat imitators, lathered on by a lot of the other workers. It was fresh, clean, genuine. Natsume actually had to hold his breath so he didn't just scoot along the bench seat and bury his nose in the omega's neck.

He coughed. Once.
] Um. Hi.
natzoom: ([:o] please stop perceiving me)

[personal profile] natzoom 2022-07-07 02:23 am (UTC)(link)
[He seems -- young. Natsume had been expecting someone older than him, practiced and coy and flirtatious, all batting eyelashes and seductive smiles. He hadn't expected someone who could be one of his classmates, sitting there in next to nothing, looking at him with the most intent, searching look he's ever seen. It makes something in his chest flip over, something that's half protectiveness, half sorrow. How did he get here? How many times has he said these exact words?

Natsume knows he's not special, he's not the first customer the omega's ever had -- probably not even the first one he's had that night -- but that doesn't stop him from wanting to be...different. Wanting to be more than just a leering, drooling, mindless ball of hormones and horniness. Even if being this close, breathing in this scent is starting to have him understand how someone can get to that point.

The question gets a helpless shrug, and Natsume reaching up to tuck his hair behind his ears. It's getting too long, again, growing along with the rest of him. He's been caught in a perpetual growth spurt ever since presenting, it seems, finally getting taller and broader after having resigned himself to be tiny forever. He's still nowhere as big as an average alpha, but there's potential there.
]

My, ah -- the guys I came with chose you. They said they wanted it to be a surprise. I -- [He should ask what the menu entails, what the options are. What he asks instead is:] What's your name?
natzoom: ([:(] too shy)

[personal profile] natzoom 2022-07-07 02:48 am (UTC)(link)
[The momentary slip-up gets an arched eyebrow, but Natsume smiles right after, letting it go. Having fake names makes sense. It's for safety. Knowing that this omega in particular is conscious of his safety feels...good.]

Nice to meet you, Kaito. [It doesn't seem to matter to him that they're in public, that there's noise and lights all around. He reaches across the table slowly, takes the offered hand, absently runs his thumb over each knuckle. Smaller than his. But warm.] I'm Natsume.

[It's strange how easily he'd taken the hand. He doesn't like being touched, he's never liked being touched. But this feels...different.

The question has him blushing again, though, clearing his throat awkwardly.
] I-I hadn't ever thought of it, really. I've never really...had a crush on anyone. [Another smile, this one applogetic.] I'm sorry, I'm probably not a very good, ah...customer.
natzoom: ([:o] sunshine boy)

[personal profile] natzoom 2022-07-07 03:24 am (UTC)(link)
What? [Natsume looks alarmed, eyes widening in surprise, shaking his head hard. He grabs the omega's hand with both of his without thinking, leaning forward, his gaze earnest and emphatic.] O-Of course I don't think that! You're -- well, you're beautiful, obviously.

[He's close now, so close he can see that the eye shadow is a little smudged, the lipstick smeared at one corner. Natsume is shocked by the pulse of anger that shoots through him, thinking about how Kaito's makeup could've gotten messy. It's intense enough that he catches his breath, then reaches up, gently smoothing the messy edge of the lipstick.]

You aren't doing anything wrong. It's -- me. It's me. I'm not a...very good alpha, I'm afraid.

It's not you.
natzoom: ([>(] i'll kick my own ass)

[personal profile] natzoom 2022-07-07 02:30 pm (UTC)(link)
O-Oh, okay, um-- [Natsume rises obediently, hand still curled tightly with Kaito's, somewhere between bewildered and relieved to be getting away from all the prying eyes. He doesn't even think about the connotations of the "back room", just lets himself be led along.

Unfortunately, that's right when the three other alphas he'd came with -- all huge, burly, broad, reeking of horny pheromones, the textbook definition of young alpha -- come back. They're all holding drinks, definitely bought with fake IDs, but the biggest of them shoves his into the hands of one of the others, letting out a rough laugh.

"Leaving so soon, Natsume? Damn, I knew you were a virgin, but I didn't think you were THAT horny." The alpha sidles up to Kaito, sets a hand boldly on the omega's lower back, grin turning leering, suggestive. "Then again, you didn't see this guy's menu -- he'll do ANYTHING for the right price. Hell, when you're done, we might even want a turn." The hand slides lower, groping, then smacking at the omega's ass. "What d'you think, baby, think you can take all four of us at once?"

Later, Natsume won't have the foggiest idea what came over him. He's not an aggressive person. He doesn't lash out, not verbally and certainly not physically. He never has. But one second he's standing there, watching his classmate say horrible, degrading, filthy things --

-- and the next second he's standing above the other alpha, knuckles bruised, looking down at the other teenager, who's groaning and clutching a bleeding nose. There's rage like Natsume has never felt before, tight and choking and ferocious, and it makes his voice into a snarl when he speaks:
] Don't touch him.

[Then he turns, striding away purposefully, tugging Kaito along by the hand, ignoring the stunned stares. He makes it around a corner before he fully comes back to himself, turning and blinking a couple times like he's coming out of a daze.]

I'm. I. [A moment more of blinking, then Natsume steps closer, brow furrowed in that same gentle concern, like he hadn't just broken a guy's nose ten seconds ago.] Are you okay?
natzoom: ([>(] you give me a headache)

[personal profile] natzoom 2022-07-07 06:03 pm (UTC)(link)
[The squawk Natsume lets out as he's yanked unceremoniously into the room -- which also looks like something out of stereotypical porn, is that the theme around here?? -- is not at all in keeping with the ferocious creature he'd been seconds before. Now he's stumbling over his own feet, blushing to his hairline and quickly shaking his head.]

I-I don't know, I just -- he was being awful, he is awful, a-and it's my fault he's here, and I know it's your job, but -- but you don't deserve to be treated like that. [This last sentence is addressed to his feet, ears bright red, hands nervously twisting together. He's trying to convince them both that it was just him being nice, having basic human compassion, but the truth is that he'd never felt that angry before. He'd wanted to kill his classmate for putting his hands on the omega.

On this specific omega. Natsume is a little bewildered about what that might mean, so he presses forward.
] A-Anyways, I can't imagine that a place that sells alcohol to minors -- or even lets them in -- is going to be too quick to call the cops.

[Then he frowns, looking bewildered at the last line of questioning.] Pheromones? Seducing? I -- no, o-of course not. I didn't even know we were coming here until less than am hour ago.
natzoom: ([>(] major sass ahoy)

[personal profile] natzoom 2022-07-07 07:39 pm (UTC)(link)
[Natsume grimaces at the mention of his "friends", crossing his arms tightly. He's more than a little nervous about the idea of getting in trouble, not least of all because his foster parents will almost certainly kick him out. He'd be playing right into the stereotype of an out of control young alpha, punching someone in the nose.

But then Kaito -- or whatever his name is, the false attitude is gone and it feels odd that the false name isn't -- calls himself a whore, tells Natsume to write him off. That he's not worth it. There's a long moment where Natsume just stares at the omega, his gaze intent, unflinching.

Then he abruptly sits down on the edge of the bed, arms still crossed.
] No. I'm not going anywhere. [It's stubborn, blunt, with a bit of that steely ferocity he'd shown earlier.] I get to choose who I spend my time with, and I choose you.

So...there.
natzoom: ([:|] p-p-poker face)

[personal profile] natzoom 2022-07-08 12:30 am (UTC)(link)
I said what I said. [Yes, it makes him feel a little childish, but he lifts his chin and keeps his arms crossed, refusing to back down.

Except then there's a warm, soft body pressed to his back, arms around his neck, hands touching him, and there's a brief moment when Natsume almost surrenders to the hot rush of arousal that the touch of the omega prompts. It fills his head with filthy, daring thoughts, the kind he's barely even considered before.

And then he's twisting around, looking over his shoulder, eyes golden in the neon light. He's not smiling.
] Is that what you think of me? That I'm going to suddenly -- give into my base urges and use you? Like they wanted to?
natzoom: ([:|] lord give me strength)

[personal profile] natzoom 2022-07-08 01:08 am (UTC)(link)
[Natsume clears his throat to cover the strangled sound he makes hearing the omega talk so bluntly, so flatly about the things he can do. It's clearly rote, routine, matter-of-fact. It's a job.

And most alphas wouldn't care. They'd smell the scent of omega in heat and follow their instincts. It wouldn't matter who or what was taking their knot, as long as something was. That's been the kind of life Natsume has feared ever since presenting, but he's never been so...overwhelmingly tempted towards it.

He exhales slowly, turning around until he's facing Kaito -- or whoever. He sits cross-legged, hands in his lap.
] I'm not going to change your mind about all alphas, and I'm not going to try. But if you can be different from most omegas, I can be different too.

Besides, it's my time. I can choose what I want to do with it. [He glances towards the very high heels, arching an eyebrow.] Can you take those off? They look dangerous.

-- and no, I'm not into feet, before you ask.
natzoom: ([:o] oh shi--)

[personal profile] natzoom 2022-07-08 01:37 am (UTC)(link)
They look sharp enough to be a weapon. [Natsume retorts this huffily, though he seems to relax a bit once the shoes are gone.] Don't they hurt your feet, walking around and standing all day?

No, I didn't. Can you summarize it for me? [Then, after a pause:] And, ah. How long do I have? The others paid for everything.
natzoom: ([:o] sunshine boy)

[personal profile] natzoom 2022-07-08 02:12 am (UTC)(link)
[Another of those wheezing coughs and his ears turning bright red as Natsume politely averts his gaze.] They're not my buddies. And that's a lot for 70 minutes.

[Well, most people don't choose everything, Nat. He arches both eyebrows at this last part, though, his huffy persona slipping for a moment. There's something -- genuinely pained in his expression.] That's -- actually an option? Really?
natzoom: ([:|] little unsettling)

[personal profile] natzoom 2022-07-08 02:49 am (UTC)(link)
[Natsume just -- stares, incredulous and pained. When he moves, finally, it's to lean forward, voice steely, eyes narrowed.]

And what if I wanted you both? What if I did that and wanted to stay, with you, with our baby? What if I'm that kind of alpha?

[He swallows tightly, hands curled into fists.] I'll bet you wouldn't do that. That doesn't fit into the way you have to see the world. You'll let people do anything but care about you. That's too much.

Isn't it?
natzoom: ([>(] i'll kick my own ass)

[personal profile] natzoom 2022-07-08 03:07 am (UTC)(link)
Maybe that's what I want. [The tables have turned, and Natsume is rising onto his hands and knees, golden gaze intent, almost predatory. It's another thing that isn't normal for him -- he's polite to a fault, deferential, submissive. He lets people walk all over him. But here he is, having broken a guy's nose and now moving forward slowly, crawling up with sinuous, graceful movements, until he's right in the omega's face, inches away.] Maybe I don't care about being the first. Just the last.

[He lingers for a moment, reaches up slowly and tucks a loose strand of hair behind the omega's ear, very very gently. Then he sits back on his heels, chin lifted in trimph.] See? You aren't the only one who can control themselves.

Sixty minutes left. What's your real name?

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