Love Me, My Omega!

While eating their meal, Justin suddenly spoke. "I just remembered earlier the reason why I went here," he said as he looked at his food. "Yeah? Did you miss me?" Tristan beamed. Justin frowned as he placed his utensils on his plate. "Okay, okay, I'm sorry. Tell me why," Tristan said as he smiled apologetically.

"Ain't nothin' but a heartache. Tell me why, ain't nothin' but a mistake~" Justin sang. Tristan laughed at Justin's sudden singing. He bit his lower lip to stop himself from laughing and said, "Hey, come on. You were so serious just a moment ago." Justin giggled and said, "Yeah, yeah. Back to what I was about to say. Well, I came here last night because I wanted to um... How do I say this... Rant? I wanted to rant about what happened yesterday."

Tristan's eyebrows scrunched. "Yesterday? What happened?" He said as he looked at him with a serious expression.

'Nothing bad happened to him, right?' Tristan though as he waited for Justin to speak again.

"Ah, well... We went on a photoshoot yesterday. Uh... Genesis' photoshoot for big sis Diane's clothing line and everything was going smoothly. Nothing went wrong until the shoot ended. Daryl's ex boyfriend, Andre, went there and the moment that I saw them hugging, I felt my blood boiling. You get me, right?" Justin said with a frustrated look in his face. Tristan nodded and said, "Yeah, I do."

"So yeah, that happened and as if on instinct, I told Daryl to let go of him but he got mad at me instead. I mean, I just wanted that bastard to leave my best friend alone. He doesn't deserve Daryl at all and I'm so mad that Daryl still cares for him. Then again... they were together for years. It must have been so hard on him..." Justin said as he slowly realized that he shouldn't have been too nosy that time. He realized that he should have just talked it out with Daryl in private instead of making a scene. He realized that he should have just controlled his anger instead of letting his emotions control him.

"Hey, I'm sure Daryl understands you. You only meant well. You should go talk to him, hmm?" Tristan said as he stood up and walked to Justin. "I'm sure everything will get better soon. You guys will make up soon," he said and placed a soft kiss on Justin's forehead. Justin slowly nodded and said, "Yeah... I hope so..."

*****

Tristan drove Justin back to Crystal Condo and as soon as Justin had gotten off, he felt somehow queasy. Tristan already left because he still has something to do, so Justin was left alone in front if the building.

He took a deep breath, trying to calm himself, and looked up at the tall building nervously with trembling eyes.

"Hooo... I can do this," he said to himself and decided to head inside. Upon arriving in front of their condo unit, he felt even nervous. They've never fought like that before so he wasn't sure what to do in that situation. Before he could even open the door, the door opened widely and he saw Daryl standing there.

His entire body was trembling and the entire unit was reeking with his pheromones. Daryl couldn't stand up properly and was only able to keep his balance because his hands were on the wall to support him.

Justin was too shocked because of what he witnessed. He has never seen Daryl in heat for years already, so his mind was still processing what he's currently seeing.

"Daryl!" Justin yelled as Daryl's legs finally gave up. He immediately moved forward and caught Daryl before he could even fall on the floor.

"Hang in there, okay? I'll get you some suppressants," Justin said as he helped him stand up properly. "Th... Thank you..." Daryl whispered as he tried his best to stand up.

He brought Daryl back to his bed and tucked him under his blanket. "Were you about to go out to buy suppressants?" Justin asked as he looked at Daryl who was lying on his bed with a flushed face. Daryl nodded slowly.

Justin sighed. His eyes trembled as he looked at his best friend who looked so miserable. His heart was aching upon witnessing Daryl's state.

In his mind, he was debating whether he should call Andre to help Daryl because he was thinking that they already made up. But instead of doing that, he realized that there must be a reason why Andre wasn't there.

It only meant one thing. Something happened between them that made Daryl unable to call the alpha who always helped him during his heat cycles.

"Hold on. I'll go out to buy some. Just stay here, hmm?" Justin said as he pushed Daryl's hair behind. Daryl just nodded and closed his eyes.

Justin stood up and made sure that the unit's door was locked before leaving. He headed to the elevator and went inside as soon as it opened. He then pressed the button to the ground floor because it's where the condo's pharmacy was located at.

"Uh... His suppressants was Y Omega, right?" He muttered to himself as he played with his fingers, feeling anxious.

"Ting!" The elevator opened and Justin hurriedly walked to the pharmacy. Unfortunately, they were already out of Daryl's suppressants when he got there.

He couldn't just give Daryl his suppressants because they were different. Although they were both omegas, Daryl was dominant while Justin was recessive. Normal suppressants don't work on Daryl and that made him feel very nervous.

He wanted to hurry back and give him his suppressanta but he can't give him anything because there wasn't any suppressant left in the pharmacy.

He immediately left the building and headed to the nearest pharmacy which was 15 minutes away from the condo if you go by car.

Without hesitating, he called a cab and went in. Even though he's thrifty and would rather take a bus than a cab, he didn't want to waste even a single second and make Daryl wait some more.

"Please keep the change," Justin said to the driver and got off the cab right away as soon as they got to his destination.

'I have to get back home as soon as possible,' Justin thought as he went inside the pharmacy.

DARYL'S POINT OF VIEW:

Ah... I feel so hot. My throat is so dry. I wanna drink water...

I sat up from my bed and tried my best to stand up. The only thing I could do to keep my balance was to hold onto the wall and the furniture in my room as I took tiny steps to reach the door. I felt a sense of satisfaction when I finally got out of my room after a few minutes of trying to get out.

But once I got out... I wasn't prepared for what was going to happen next.

My legs wobbled and I collapsed on the floor as I stared at the man before me with wide eyes.

"W...Why are you here?" I asked with a shaky voice. A familiar smile curved on his lips. Back then, I felt comforted and safe whenever he shows me that smile, but that wasn't the case anymore.

I was terrified.

"Silly. I came here because it's your time of the month already. It's time for your heat cycle, my love," he said as he slowly approached me.

I moved backwards on instinct. I could smell his pheromones wafting through the air and it's making me feel weaker than I was earlier. My already hard penis got harder and was starting to twitch under my pajamas. I could also feel my bottom and the tip of my thing getting wetter.

"I see that you're still reacting to my pheromones. I knew you still loved me," he said with a pleased look in his eyes.

Those are the eyes of a predator and... I'm his prey.

I opened my mouth, trying to speak, but no matter what I did, I couldn't speak loud enough for him to hear me.

"L-Leave me alone... Please, Andre..." I said, barely audible.

Even if I tried to scream, I doubt that I'd even be able to let my voice out. I'm already having a hard time speaking as it is, what more if I tried to scream my lungs out.

The only thing I could do was hope for someone to miraculously appear at this moment as if he's my knight in shining armor. But no matter how I desperately wish for that, I know that something like that is impossible. That kind of thing only happens in movies and I'm not the main character of a movie.

There's no way...

"Hmm? What did you say? You want me to help you out?" He said as he grinned.

That handsome face of his that I always stared at lovingly, now looks frightening. It was scary how I, as an omega, reacts to his pheromones and how he views something uncontrollable as a sign that I still love him.

Right now... to him, 'Leave me alone' means 'Please take me'.

No way...

There's no way someone would come to save me right now...