puppy love

by gh53h54w2

Summary:

Working at a cat and dog cafe was easy, Phainon never had any issues with any other alpha his entire life!
Not until he gets a new alpha co-worker.

Phainon has no idea why the man smells so good when not even an omega's pheromones have affected him like that before..

Notes:

• Translation into 中文-普通话 國語 available: 【授权翻译/厄敌】Puppy Love by Conchilecta

Chapter 1

“You promise you won’t have issues with a second alpha working here, right?” 

The question made Phainon jerk his head up from the papers he had been double checking, everything had to be accounted for before opening. Rationing out the dogs and who was reserved for what and when was always something he double checked. He didn’t want anyone ignored!

The question of a second alpha working in such close proximity did set his nerves on fire slightly. Phainon always did his best to be polite and charming, no matter anyone’s second gender. But fellow alphas were always such a hard egg to crack. He had been growled at more by alphas than by actual dogs at this point.

Phainon beamed at her reassuringly, somewhat for his own doubts, “Of course! I’m very civil, Cas! I’ll be as friendly as ever!”

Castorice studied him for a moment, her arms still wrapped around a bag of dog food as she rounded the desk. Phainon had offered many times to do the heavy lifting, but that only seemed to irk her. He blamed it on the whole ‘I may be a beta but I don’t need you babying me, snowy.’ stuff she had hissed at him once.

So instead, he was flipping through the papers, making sure everything was fine for today, writing down the orders that the first reservations had set for treats for the dogs and desserts for themselves. The dogs weren’t released into the front penned area yet, still locked safely in the back. 

She gave a sigh, walking past the front desk and heading to the back shelves, speaking flatly as she moved, “He’s mainly going to be working in the cat area.. And since you stay with the dogs mainly it’s fine. You’ll barely run into each other, I hope.”

Phainon could only manage to pout at her for a beat of a second before returning his focus to his paperwork, “I just said it was fine! Where is the trust in our friendship..”

Castorice shook her head dismissively, “It’s not you I’m worried about.. Aglaea said he’s trustworthy and he’s been nice to work with when I’ve had shifts with him. But it doesn’t make him any less spooky with you both here..”

Phainon clicked his tongue, looking up as he twirled his pen in between his fingers playfully, “I’ll be nice enough for both of us to get along!”

Castorice gave an exasperated sigh, “It’s the first time you two are on shift together.. I fear for my life.”

Phainon looked at her with woe written on his features as if he were wounded by this, “What? I’d never let him do anything to you, Cas!”

Castorice looked met his gaze, giving a louder sigh, “No.. Not because of that. I’ve worked around Mydei a few times.. He’s very.. What’s the word..”

“Mean?”

“Well, Not really? But also.. He really fits in with the cats.” She shrugged, her expression was unreadable as she attempted to think of Mydei’s personality.

“Huh?” Phainon could only blink at her blankly over there. Fitting in.. With the cats? Phainon had never been a huge cat person, sure he could put up with them, but he wasn’t like.. Seeking them out over a dog. Cats were always so moody, he hated that about them..

“Standoffish.. Feels like he might bite, and not in a mating way..”

It was now Phainon’s turn to give a sigh, “This is horrible news for the two dog fans..”

Castorice shrugged, “Exactly why we needed another cat lover, and he’s willing to help bake the pastries. I’m glad Aglaea knew someone, at least.”

Phainon’s thought process for replies to that halted as the entrance door opened, he could do nothing but stare at the man. Mydei, he knew that much from the description of him alone. The man was wearing a black hoodie and matching black sweatpants, an incredibly lazy outfit, but it’s not like they enforced a dress code. Even if Aglaea had threatened it many times due to Phainon’s choices.. (Cruel!)

Even in such a covering outfit, Phainon could tell he was well toned, the sleeves of his hoodie seemed to strain around his shoulders, and Phainon could only pray the man hadn’t noticed him oogling him as he walked into the cafe silently. Something about him was eerily like a cat as well, the sharpness of his eyes seemed beyond vibrant, searching, and his hairr seemed to fluff up like a golden mane, only to cascade into flows of red at the end.

Phainon felt a pang of confusion, knitting his eyebrows together as he watched him walk across the entrance way. His scent was strong, extremely strong. But, not for the reasons Phainon expected. It was sweet, maple-esque, a deeper tone of strawberries, maybe? Phainon couldn’t place it but.. It was lacking the same smells that made Phainon’s nose wither in disgust with other alphas. No.. He smelt.. Dare he say enchanting?

Castorice from the back of the room spoke first to greet him,“Hello, Mydei.”

“Hello.” Phainon felt his body tense up at that, clenching his hand into a ball before he managed to shake it from himself. The man’s voice was stern, deep and seemed to rest at quite a soothing octave. Phainon felt himself desiring to hear more words leave this man’s lips, before he slowly took in a deep inhale. Regretting that instantly as more of that sweet scent entered his lungs, intoxicating.

Phainon opted to try to ignore it, putting on his usual beaming smile as he left from behind the  desk - first dropping his pen of course - to cut off Mydei’s path, he extended his hand immediately to Mydei. Amber eyes regarded it for a second, eyebrows raised as he moved his gaze to look back to Phainon.

“I’m Phainon! It’s nice to finally meet you.”

Mydei slowly took the hand at that, and Phainon could only hope Mydei didn’t notice how he almost trembled over that simple act. His hands were calloused, rough, something about it made Phainon feel a pang of worry, something he bit down immediately.

“Mydei.. Likewise.” The reply was smooth, he merely shook Phainon’s hand rather gently for a man who seemed as toned as he was before continuing on his way past.

Phainon’s eyes lingered on his own hand for much longer than he cared to admit, almost missing how warm the other alpha’s hand had felt on his own. Even if Mydei’s hand was bigger than his. 

“Not staying around to chat?”

Mydei turned to look at him, blue eyes looking rather pathetically after Mydei. Mydei merely raised a brow at that again, seeming more amused than annoyed, thankfully. “.. I have to clock in?”

Phainon felt his cheeks burn at that, moving away to focus back on his. Anything that wasn’t Mydei, who had shot him another confused glance before going on with his own business as Phainon quietly conceded, “Oh.. Right!”

Phainon slowly walked towards the back, the left side of the room where Castorice had went about completely ignoring the two alphas meeting for the first time. Maybe for her own sake, but Phainon slowly crept on her, staring blankly at where Mydei had entered the back room to the right. 

He spoke quietly, leaning closer to her, but not close enough to scare her over an alpha being so close to her neck while her back was turned, “Cas, are you sure he’s an alpha?”

Castorice blinked, looking at Phainon over her shoulder, her brows knitting in confusion as she went about getting the dog food bowls gathered, “What, Mydei? Yes, I’m sure of it.”

Phainon leaned away at that, placing a hand on his hip as he spoke mainly to himself, “Huh.”

Castorice now turned to face him completely, her eyes scanning him, trying to read his thoughts as if he was a book before giving up and asking instead

“Why?”

Why? That was a hard question. Something Phainon had been asking since Mydei walked in, why did he smell so enticing? Why was he so interested in him? Phainon had never fallen victim to sickly sweet scents of omegas, nor had he found any betas interesting enough to seek romance from. So why was this alpha so.. Domineering over his attention immediately?

“No.. It’s.. Nothing I think.”

“Are you two going to have issues?”

Phainon waved his hands as Castorice studied him, her eyes narrowed in pure disbelief.

 “No way! Am I someone that goes out of their way for drama? Mydei and I are gonna be besties!”

“We’re going to be.. Come again ?” Phainon’s heart froze in his throat as that soothing voice spoke again, making his head jerk to the side as Mydei stood there, arms crossed

Phainon should feel the usual pricks of annoyance in the back of his skull, the annoyance of another alpha lingering around him. The annoyance of another alpha making his cafe smell like them. He doesn’t, he can only beam brightly at the sight of the man’s returnal, “Mydei!”

Mydei almost seemed to flinch at the reaction he had received in return before clearing his throat, “.. I just wanted to see if you two needed a hand before I started baking.”

Phainon began to nod, “Ye-”

Castorice immediately cut in however, “No, We’re fine here for now Mydei, thank you.”

Phainon gave Castorice a small look of complete dismay, defeat even as Mydei merely gave a nod and disappeared into the back. To which Castorice gave him a baffled expression, her hands still holding a few dog bowls before she passed by Phainon, still casting him bewildered looks as she looked at him.

“Why were you going to say yes?”

Phainon held that gaze for a moment before shrugging, “I’m just curious about him!” He didn’t know, actually. He was curious, yes, but not about his personality. Phainon was curious why Mydei smelled so tantalizing, and if it was really his scent or something else..

Castorice shook her head, moving to the dog pen at the side, they would be released soon after all, it was almost opening time. “We don’t need help. Let him prepare the pastries..”

“Fine..” Phainon was slightly aware of how bitter he felt over it when he thought of the back area. The cats and dogs were separated, dogs in the front, cats in the back. They got along, but two very different cafe experiences could be had. Dogs were hyper, excited to meet you, happy to love you at first sight. The cats however, were loners, easily gave into the tubed treats the cafe offered, but otherwise worked on a ‘the cat chooses you’ basis. 

Phainon felt his mind itch when he considered that man would be working back there alone. What was this emotion? Was he worried for betas and omegas being faced with him? That Mydei might hurt them? No.. That didn’t sound right. Then why did it bother him so much?

“Phainon.”

Phainon jolted back to awareness of reality at that, only somewhat noticing he hadn’t moved a foot from where he and Castorice were before. Still facing the shelves that she had long since been done with.

“Yep?”

He turned to find her, a few feet away, her eyes were narrowed, almost glaring at him. 

“You’re.. Your scent is getting really strong, are you sure you’re not becoming territorial with him being here? I’ve never witnessed you do this before.. You’re fine with alpha customers..”

Phainon could only look at her, bewildered. He.. He had never done that to his knowledge either. He blinked slowly at her, what type of explanation could he even give? He didn’t know.

He instead chose to give another friendly smile, urging himself to stop thinking about that man since it was clearly connected somehow. 

“It’s fine! I promise! Sorry about that!”

 

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“Is he just going to eat in the back alone, seriously?” Phainon’s voice was steady, but he couldn’t hide that he was a bit miffed that Mydei was staying in the back away from them. From him.

“I told you. He’s standoffish,” She paused, squinting,  “And he probably smelled you threatening to start mauling him with your scent this morning..”

Phainon gave a laugh, one mainly to hide how awkward he still felt over that, “I wasn’t! He can eat lunch with us.. No one is here right now.”

Castorice took a bite out of her tuna sandwich before rolling her eyes at him.“My original point still stands. Stinky .”

Phainon felt as though he might start whimpering, “It’s not like that, Cas!”

She shook her head, taking another bite of her meal before teasing him again, unamused,“ Stinky boy .”

Phainon moved to place his head in his hands with a loud groan as he dragged them downwards.  “I wasn’t trying to threaten him..”

“Then what pissed you off so bad?”

Phainon looked at his untouched tupperware, he had brought spaghetti today.. It was left overs, and normally he wouldn’t feel bad about that. But..

Phainon looked away from it with a rough shake of his head, his eyes begging her for mercy from across the small circular table,  “I was never mad!”

Castorice rolled her eyes again, seemingly tired of his antics, “Then what? Just territorial?”

Phainon willed himself to keep his tone steady, even if he felt like he should be groveling on the floor right now, it was so embarrassing. Mainly because even he didn’t really understand what was wrong with him!

“I told you I’m not.. It’s just he..”

“Grabbed your hand too hard?”

Phainon bit his tongue at that, he wished it was that. That he was territorial, that he was perturbed Mydei was encroaching on his territory, that he hated Mydei being here. But it wasn't, it was the fact that he wished that hand had kept his own clasped within it.

Phainon leaned against the wood for the chair, looking at the ceiling blankly before he slowly admitted it, “He smells really good.”

Castorice stalled in her eating, her eyes blinking multiple times as she stared at Phainon. Disbelief falling over all of her character, and hanging heavy on her expression, “..Good?”

“Yeah.”

“You think another alpha smells good?”

Phainon shrugged, “Why? Does he not to you?”

Castorice gave a muffled laughing noise before taking a bite out of her sandwich. Focusing on it rather intently now before sniffling a little.

“He smells like strong herbs, and like. The woods after a rain maybe.” She shook her head softly before dragging her eyes back to Phainon, who still was focused on the ceiling.”I don’t know if I’d say that’s ‘good’ or if I’d say you just have weird tastes.” 

Phainon met that gaze, his expression softening but falling into silence. That wasn’t at all how Mydei smelled to him. Why? He was quite certain that Mydei had been the one carrying that scent, he couldn’t have possibly confused it for anything else. Phainon’s eyes moved to the dog pen, staring at all the precious little creatures. No one that had come to the cafe today had smelled like that, and the door opening didn’t bring that scent through the breeze either.

Phainon for once thought it was cruel. The cafe was small, a center desk where they took reservations and made orders for food and toys, the dog pen took up most the right side, where the four tables were to the left and in the sunlight that breached through the windows. The back wall had shelves littered with dog toys and other accessories, meanwhile Phainon didn’t go in the back much. 

The back was where the small kitchen was, mainly used to just heat up food for customers and things. That was where the cats were kept and allowed much more freedom than the dogs, mainly due to being much more lazy and calm. The back was where most people went for more romantic peaceful dates rather than playing with their dogs. The back was.. Where Mydei was.

Phainon at the thought immediately latched onto his tupperware for the first time during his lunch break. “I’m going to go eat lunch with him.”

Castorice almost choked, grabbing onto the table between them, “Huh? What about the front!?”

Phainon was already getting up; however, he gave her a small playful wink as he gave her one of his signature grins along with it.

“That’s what you’re for!” He accompanied this by bringing his hands together in a begging fashion.

“Fine fine.. Just don’t start attacking each other back there.” She sighed at him, clearly beyond done with his antics, shaking her head as she took out her phone. 

Phainon at those words quickly scooped up his tupperware as he hustled across the room to the back room door, “Thank you, queen. You’re the best!”

When he opened that door, Mydei must not have heard it. 

One hand was eating a salad, while the other was gently petting a cat who was sitting on a shelf closest to him. Phainon couldn’t tell what expression he was making due to his face being slightly turned away, focusing more on the cat than his food.

Phainon couldn’t help himself as he felt himself smile at the scene before giving a bright greeting, “Hello Mydei!” 

The man in question at those words seemed to freeze before slowly turning his head to look at Phainon, a look of confusion tearing across his face. “Yes?” Was all he offered in reply, sounding more shocked than his face portrayed him to be.

“I’m here to eat lunch with you!” Phainon beamed at him, to which Mydei almost seemed like he grimaced at the news. Not a bother, Phainon was sure he could break down those walls Mydei was hurriedly trying to build!

“Why?” Mydei slowly inquired, narrowing his eyes as he watched Phainon enter the cat pen, getting increasingly close to the high rise table and stool Mydei was on. Phainon was rather happy that Mydei was sitting at a duo table! Made it easier on Phainon. He would have dragged a second chair over here anyways if Mydei hadn’t though.

As he reached the chair he paused, it was Mydei. There’s no way that it was anyone else. That scent that made Phainon feel hot in his own skin, a hunger that he didn’t even know he possessed, so sweet and delicious smelling. A scent that affected him like no other scent before, a dark feeling that made him want to touch Mydei.

Phainon attempted to choke that down as he pulled the seat to sit across from Mydei, who still was watching him with knitted brows. Seeming wholly unimpressed by him.

“What? I want to get to know my co-worker more!”

Mydei stared at him, his hand had now stopped petting the calico to his side and was now crossed over his chest. Phainon met that gaze however, soaking in the sight of him. Mydei was beautiful, his eyes were jewels given form, his face was chiseled, looked hard yet was so perfectly defined in all the correct places. Phainon couldn’t help but focus on that one earring, a beautiful little gold earring, nothing fancy. The braid also was an attention grabber, but Phainon feared to stare and marvel at his features for too long...

“Do you?” Mydei asked smoothly, seeming fully unconvinced by what Phainon had explained. Phainon felt his shoulders droop at that instantly.

“Why wouldn’t I?” Phainon attempted to hold in his ‘puppy face’ as Castorice and Aglaea called it, he was already almost whimpering from this much alone. 

Mydei leaned a bit away from him at that, and Phainon felt like he was going to go into mourning when his eyes moved from him as well and returned to the cat. Phainon couldn’t even say he was normal enough to not be jealous when Mydei returned a hand to gently petting the cat. Phainon bit his own tongue as he watched Mydei’s index finger curve upwards to delicately brush the top of its head with the back of it, the cat in return happily pressed it’s head into the touch.

Phainon was definitely jealous of a fucking cat.

“.. A hunch.” Mydei finally lowly spoke, keeping his gaze fixated on the cat.

Phainon at that said nothing, opening his tupperware instead to start eating his lunch before his break ended soon, he was so doomed. Even if he wanted to convince Mydei, he had no idea how. How to even begin to work around this. He instead gave a sigh, still not taking a bite.

“Then stop having that hunch, I want to be your friend, Mydei!” Phainon grabbed the edge of the table, sounding pitifully sad, apparently if Mydei’s gaze returning to him looking rather bewildered was anything to go off of.

Mydei then offered a snort, his eyes moving back to the cat at his side, “I don’t think we can be friends.”

Phainon felt his heart shatter instantly at that, he was desperate. He’d do anything to get closer to this man, to figure out why he was so attracted to him. To figure out how to move past these emotions and be normal about him! Alphas were not supposed to smell this good to him, right? So why did Mydei?

Phainon cleared his throat, attempting to remove his own inner turmoil along with it,“..Huh? Why not?”

“Aglaea told me you really hate cats.” The reply was flat, not an ounce of joking, Mydei didn’t bother sparing him a glance his way either.

Phainon really hated his big mouth right now more than he could ever hate cats! Why did he tell Aglaea that.. Sure he wasn’t fond of them, but he worked with them just fine! Ugh.

His voice a bit shaky, unable to hold in his shock over this, Phainon spoke his question slowly,“T-That’s a friendship deal breaker?”

Mydei shrugged, “No.”

“What the..?” Phainon felt like he couldn’t breathe, was this man just messing with him? It was genuinely confusing to him.

Mydei met his eye contact, seeming very unimpressed as he flatly explained further, “I just like them a lot.”

Phainon was stunned, confused, confuzzled, baffled, he could only slowly try to think of what Mydei wanted to hear. 

“That’s fine.. I think?”

Mydei scoffed, seeming to grow increasingly annoyed with him, and Phainon didn’t really mind that much as long as those eyes were focusing on him. “You think?”

Phainon raised his hands in mock surrender, waving them, attempting to save face anyway possible. “No it’s just! That’s fine! I don't hate hate cats, you know. I just love love dogs. You can love them!”

Mydei rolled his eyes at him before placing an elbow on the table to prop his own head up, watching Phainon’s quick movements with sheer boredom written on his face. Phainon felt his heart skip a beat as he noted how those golden hairs framed around his face at the movement, feathering about. The red only made Phainon fully convinced Mydei was the sunset given form.

“You’re lying, you know.” 

Phainon’s heart skipped another beat at those words, only to fall into his stomach as a heavy pit. Why was Mydei being so.. Stubborn about this? Couldn’t Phainon want to be his friend?

Phainon knitted his brow, willing his voice to be calm, “Huh? Why do you think that?”

Mydei waved his free hand that was holding his head up rather boredly at Phainon, as if shooing him. “You’re releasing so much of your scent it’s almost making my eyes burn.”

Phainon felt like a deer in headlights at that, the second time today..? 

“..What?”

Mydei now gave him a full blown scowl, clearly getting fed up with the fellow alpha,“You might be good at trying to lie about it, but your scent isn't.”

Phainon was stunned, he had no idea how to convey otherwise. He can’t just say he’s attracted to Mydei to his face, they barely knew each other. And he certainly couldn’t say it was Mydei’s alpha scent of all things riling Phainon up. 

He could only weakly choke out a denial built on nothingness, “That.. It’s not like that..”

A ringing causes Phainon to jump, watching Mydei quickly move to take out his phone, almost choking at the strawberry milk pink cover on it. A piece of him wanted to comment on it, but another shred of him knew not to keep pressing his luck currently. Mydei focused on it for a second before sighing and returning the phone to his pocket, taking a brief second to return to gently petting the feline as a goodbye gesture to it.

“Well, My lunch break is over.” Mydei confirmed Phainon’s suspicion as he got up from his chair, glancing at Phainon’s rather untouched food before giving a small huff of a laugh, picking up his own salad that he had only eaten half of as well.

“Goodbye.” Mydei said with a lazy wave, already turned away. Phainon felt heavy however, like his body was numb. He didn’t understand it.

Why was this alpha affecting him so damn much? Even as he had completely disregarded Mydei by now, Phainon could do nothing but watch him go. Phainon sat there, feeling himself flexing his knuckles before he moved to card a hand through his hair. This was beyond a nightmare. 

Alphas commonly worked together and got along, but now Mydei thought Phainon was being territorial over his place of work. Yet.. Phainon couldn’t help but lick his lips as he thought about Mydei. He was curious, so very curious about what was hiding beneath all his clothing. Nothing he was wearing today was form fitting, much to Phainon’s utmost dismay.

Phainon set his forehead on the table beside his lunch that was completely untouched. He was beyond doomed and maybe even messed up. Why was he sitting here hoping his new co-worker would come  to work in skin tight clothes? His fellow alpha co-worker? Aglaea was so going to fire him.

 

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“Do I need to make sure your shifts don’t line up?” Phainon almost choked at that, his gaze focusing on the ramen in front of him. He certainly was glad she wanted to meet up after work, he was starving from his lack of lunch. Granted it was his fault. But he was just so very.. Distracted by Mydei.

Now the duo were in their favorite little ramen shop, tucked away in a comfortable back booth. The fact she wanted to get dinner together was beyond strange, however. Especially that Castorice wasn’t here. He knew immediately from the invite that it was about Mydei, and yet he had still accepted, and now he would be grilled and fried for that.

He snapped his eyes to Aglaea, unable to hide the hurt in his expression, “No! We’re fine to work together, I promise.”

Aglaea tilted her head at him, as if uncertain of the truth within it. “I’ve never seen you be so aggressive to someone before, Phainon. It would be in both of your int-”

Aggression. Aggression would be easier, make more sense to Phainon. But..

“I’m not trying to be aggressive! I think.” Was all Phainon could say, it was agonizing. How the hell was he supposed to explain himself when he barely understood it himself.

Aglaea raised a brow, taking a sip of her drink rather politely, “You.. Think?”

Phainon let out an exasperated sigh, his gaze now sullen as it fell to the bowl of ramen. He was hungry, but it was hard to focus on eating right now. “It’s.. I don’t know, Aglaea.”

“You don’t know..?” She repeatedly, obviously not convinced. 

“..It’s hard to explain.”

“Alpha instincts are well documented, you’re being territorial over an alpha co-w-”

“I’m not!” Phainon bit his tongue at how quickly he had snapped at her before leaning against the plush booth chair, giving a pathetic garbled noise as he did so. Distressed was his biggest emotion right now by far.

She watched him keenly, her emotions read along the line of amusement at this point as he seemed to be having a bad time mentally, “.. Alright. Then what do you think is happening?”

Phainon sat there at that question, staring a hole back at Aglaea as he considered her question thoroughly. There was no question about it, he wanted to lean into Mydei and sniff at his scent glands, inhaling more of it until he couldn't think straight. Lick his skin, taste whatever else Mydei’s scent is hiding beneath it, he wondered how Mydei would react? Would he let Phainon hold him down and map out his skin with his tongue..  Would Mydei be sensitive to it, even as an alpha?

Phainon felt himself slowly bring his hands to his face, his cheeks burning as he attempted to refocus on the topic. “I.. He..”

“Spit it out Phainon. You are not a teenager.” Aglaea pointedly told him, moving to take a drink yet again.

“I am heavily attracted to him.” Aglaea paused in her mission to take a drink, instead hesitating a few inches from her mouth with it. She gave a sigh with a shake of her head. 

A small silence fell between the duo before the beta who was now staring at the drink in her hand looked to him again, tilting her head curiously.

“Oh. Maybe you are a horny teenager then.”

Phainon dropped his hands, feeling as though there was no hiding his embarrassment anymore. No point, instead he feigned hurt over this, “Aglaea!”

“My condolences. But you’re.. Trying to scent or entice another alpha?”

“I think so.” Phainon didn’t actually know what he was doing, he just knew he was doing his best to try to befriend Mydei. Not lunge at him to attack him like everyone was thinking he wanted to do.

Aglaea nodded sagely, before giving a brief chuckle. “.. Wow.”

“Don’t just say wow! Say something comforting!” Phainon could do nothing but plead at this point. He was much too far gone, he had never found someone this.. Enticing, his mind was racing. 

“Well. It’s rare to happen, but an alpha falling for another alpha does happen.”

Phainon felt himself groan. 

“He smells so good, Aglaea, It drives me insane.”

Aglaea shook her head at that before giving a small whistling noise. “.. Maybe I do not to separate your shifts, but for different reasons than expected..”

Phainon gave her a deadpan stare, before he moved a hand over his heart with a small groan, “You would doom me, one of your oldest friends, to a life of loneliness?”

Aglaea rolled her eyes, but humored him with a small breath of a laugh before she spoke, “Pish posh. Your instincts trying to mate with another alpha have already done that.”

Phainon full on pouted at that, leaning into the table as he let out a pained noise, “C’mon.. Be nice!! I’m already drowning here, don’t high five me while I do!”

“I’m unsure how to help you.” Aglaea admitted, shrugging her shoulders as she now was working on her own ramen. Clearly feeling the original issue was averted and now the main issue was Phainon himself.

“Tell me about him.”

Aglaea locked gazes at that with Phainon, before giving a small hum. Taking another bite of her ramen and chewing it, letting the heavy silence hang in the air as she thought about him. “He’s a cat lover. I thought that alone would be your dealbreaker. He has no interest in owning dogs.”

Phainon already knew about this, and had spent all day debating what Mydei had said to him about it. Were cats really going to be the make or break of a relationship before it even existed for him? The only relationship he had ever sought out? Cruel world.. Mercy.

“Turns out I’m willing to sacrifice some things for love.”

Aglaea looked shocked at that admission, blinking her eyes at him many times as she swallowed another bite. “Goodness, even owning a dog one day when you’re in a bigger apartment?”

Phainon moved lean back in the chair again, hanging his head off the back of it as he stared at the ceiling. “He has me wrapped his finger and doesn’t even know it, Aglaea!” 

Phainon sighed, “It’s so bad.. He even thinks I’m getting pissed at him when I’m just..”

Aglaea stared at him, emotionless, deadpan. “Horny like a schoolboy for him?”

Phainon jerked his head to look at her, pleading. This was so evil. “Come on..”

Aglaea rolled her eyes before moving to take another bite, she gave a small amused noise as she watched Phainon. “I’ve never seen you so affected like this by someone, Phainon.”

“Because I never have been. Not even omegas entering their heats, it never really bothered me too much!” Phainon looked to the side, rather thankful the small restaurant was empty right now so no one could raise questions over an alpha crashing out with a beta alone in the corner.

He moved his gaze to focus on her again, putting his hands forward for emphasis as he waved them weakly to her. “But now some alpha co-worker has me tripping over my own feet when I’m near him and wishing I was a cat! A cat!”

Aglaea raised her eyebrows at that, clearly missing some key context. “A cat?”

Phainon was quick to brush that off though, there’s no way he could explain he was pining over a man petting a cat lovingly. “ It’s not important . How doomed am I? Honestly? Could we possibly get along as just friends?”

“Hmm..” She hummed, looking at her ramen before looking at his as well. Becoming more and more amused by the fact Phainon was not managing to eat his food at all. “I’ve known Mydei for many years. He’s a nice man under it all, polite and upfront. But he is also a bit of a loner.”

“Castorice said he’s like a cat..”

Aglaea nodded sagely at that. Like that's the most normal thing she had heard this entire conversation. Maybe it was.“Ah. Yes, there’s a good analogy for him. I agree with her.”

She gave a small snort to herself. “Which is funny, you hate cats.”

“Stop saying that! He’s going to think it’s serious and hate me!” Phainon cradled his head in his hands again, dangerously close to slamming his head into the table to remind himself this was actually a situation he was in now. If crushes were normally like that he was beyond glad that ‘love at first sight’ had never happened to him before now!

Aglaea must have felt pity for him as she watched him wither away, her tone turning soft. “Truthfully, I don’t know too much about his personal life. He could already have a mate and just never told me.”

“You’re joking..”

She shook her head no, much to Phainon’s dismay. “Completely serious. I know of his hobbies being weight lifting, boxing, and baking, but outside that? Rather clueless.”

“Those.. One of those hobbies is not like the others, Aglaea.”

“Tell that to him, not me.” Aglaea could only shrug, she was being honest after all. That’s all she knew of the man. They had worked a different job together before Aglaea bought her own cat and dog cafe, mainly for fun. And in the years of working beside him, the most they talked about was about coffee in the morning, and work documents in the afternoon. 

“Anyways, I’ve known him for years and know he’s trustworthy, but I know next to nothing about his personal life. He’s very secretive, which I found to be fine when hiring him, by the way.”

Phainon was battling his demons, however. He had never done boxing in his entire life, so he for sure couldn’t go head to head against Mydei in the ring. Weight lifting? He hadn’t gone to the gym in months, the most exercise he did was take long jogs for the fun of it - But also mainly to walk the dogs at the cafe. And baking? Let’s not even try to discuss baking. Mydei would for sure hate to see his ass in the kitchen. 

“I’m good at none of those things you listed..”

Aglaea blinked several times at Phainon, seeming almost confused by the confession. “Well, They’re his hobbies. Not yours.”

Slowly, Phainon screwed up his face, seeming more and more concerned. “Ok.. Yeah but how else do I bond with him..” He slowly asked her, praying for an answer.

“You’re beyond hopeless, Phainon . How about you eat your ramen and think about how to talk to men later?”

 

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“You love me, right?” 

Phainon asked the samoyed between his hands gently, on his knees as it happily wagged its tail at him. Blissfully unaware of Phainon’s inner demons he was battling, and lacking the ability to speak English even if he did understand. Phainon pressed his forehead to the dog’s, “We’d be friends if you could speak, right, Snowball?”

Such a basic name, but since most of them were rescues he had no say in the matter, he could only love them no matter the fate dealt to them. No matter if their names were given to them by a little seven year old or not, it didn’t change the fact that they were all so wonderful. And he also thought it was really cute, honestly..

He rubbed her head gently, feeling himself sniffle. He hadn’t dared go into the back for lunch today, he decided he needed to give Mydei some space. But at what cost, he wondered? His own sanity? Just knowing he was in the same building and Phainon hadn’t even spoken more than three sentences to him today drove him up the wall.

Nothing was helping him. 

He had left the ramen shop, bid Aglaea goodbye, thought about Mydei on his way home, thought about Mydei at home, thought about Mydei in the shower, jerked off, and then thought about Mydei while getting ready for bed and jerked off yet again. He really was beyond horny for him, and what the hell was he supposed to do about that? Ignore him? It was impossible..

Way more impossible considering the very next day Castorice had called out sick, leaving Mydei and Phainon completely alone together for their shifts.

“Are you good?”

Phainon jerked up at that, giving a wordless and extremely embarrassed startled yelp at the same time, no longer kneeling to pet the big love-bug known as Snowball and instead snapped his head to Mydei. Who seemed to be confused by the sudden movements, but thankfully didn’t comment on the noise that had left Phainon’s mouth. Mydei was just outside the pen, and a piece of Phainon knew it was out of lack of desire to have the dogs excitedly greeting him. 

“I was just coming up here to write down some orders. Sorry to give you a heart attack. ”

As much as Phainon loved to hear that voice speak to him, he couldn’t deny the way Mydei had snuck up silently had indeed given him a fright. Embarrassingly. Phainon could only hope death came to claim himself soon after this mess up in front of Mydei.

“It’s fine! What.. Uh..”

“I’m unsure how.” Mydei stared at him, seeming mildly unimpressed as he spoke. But Phainon could only focus on how stunning he was. His clothes weren’t loose today, his hair was in a small low ponytail in the back, and his black shirt was tight, his jeans left things to the imagination. But Phainon was more than willing to fill in the blanks. He had to try his best not to stare at him, though he knew he was anyway.

“Huh?” Phainon asked dumbly, feeling almost numb as that sweet embrace took him again. Mydei’s scent.

Mydei seemed completely unaware of his plight however, instead just narrowing his eyes to the man still in the dog pen before crossing his arms over his chest. A motion that made Phainon’s knees feel weak as he could now see the muscles in their full glory against the sheer fabric of his shirt.

Mydei rolled his eyes at him, giving a sigh before opting to explain further. “I don’t know how to use the computer system to input what we’re out of in the back.”

“Oh.”

A gear seemed to slowly turn on the cogs before clicking into place for Phainon.  “Oh. You need my help.”

Mydei only stared at him with the same dumbfounded look, his brows starting to knit together as he tried to figure out what Phainon’s issue was. “.. Yes?”

“ Oh! Alright!”

Phainon immediately began to exit the dog pen, much to Snowball’s dismay who he lovingly later will inform he does in fact still love no matter what oversized cat comes in his life. Mydei only watched as he quickly moved, patting the several different dogs that came running at his swift movements.

“.. You are really excited to do this.”

Phainon paused as he was unhooking the gate, feeling the heat rising to his face yet again. He could only stare wide eyed at Mydei, before slowly nodding.

“Uh.. Yeah, I love working on the computer.”

Mydei seemed less than amused before turning away, heading to the main desk. The sight of Mydei’s back was something Phainon could only hope he would see more often.. Those thoughts however were not to be voiced, Mydei instead asked him a simple question.“Are you lying?”

“Absolutely.” A question Phainon answered like a good dog, his tail would absolutely be wagging if he had one while he trailed after Mydei.

Mydei had little to offer in the face of such brutal honesty. Murmuring a soft“Okay..” instead.

Phainon gave a nod as they rounded the table, pointing to the empty computer chair. “Here you sit down so you can see better, I’ll lean over.”

Mydei obeyed and sat down, something that made Phainon’s skin tingle with excitement. He was unsure if it was the close proximity, or the fact Mydei had listened to him so willingly. “Okay.” The oblivious to Phainon’s struggles man spoke smoothly as he sat, rather lazily leaning into the chair.

Phainon leaned down at that, to better see the monitor and handle the mouse better, but also to be even closer. Vividly aware that he was almost brushing shoulders with Mydei. “The program is pretty finicky, we all hate it, but we all also hate computers too much to change it.”

Phainon knew he was simply sputtering stuff to say it, but at this point he desperately wanted to convey to Mydei that he was friendly! Mydei, on the other hand, only grumbled a short; “.. I see.”

Phainon almost felt himself  grit his teeth at that before returning to his signature smile, looking to Mydei below him curiously. Desperately trying to ignore the way his stomach churned when Mydei looked slightly upwards at him. 

Phainon willed himself to stay sane, and speak in a level tone, praying that it wouldn’t be shaky as his senses were completely overwhelmed with Mydei’s intoxicating scent. “In this column you have to input the day it ran out - What do you need me to put there?” 

Mydei blinked at him slowly before returning his gaze to the computer screen Phainon was helping him with. “.. Churu squeeze treats.”

“Ok, got it, anyways. And then someone can input the day we reordered, and the day it arrived. The cost goes in the side column here.”

“.. Right.” Mydei slowly drawled out, giving a small nod as well.

“The main annoying part is logging into the system, for some reason we have to change the password every three-” Mydei cut in at this point, and Phainon was unsure if it was just due to his rambling or not.

“Have I angered you somehow?”

Phainon felt his throat tighten at this, moving his gaze from the monitor and to Mydei sitting in the chair who was only staring at him. His lips were in a slight downward angle, clearly annoyed as he gave a withering stare.

“Why.. Why do you ask that?”

Mydei narrowed his eyes at that, his tone seemed an octave lower as he spoke his question; “Do you really need to ask that?”

“Is it my scent?”

Mydei rolled his eyes at that before giving an annoyed exhale from his mouth. “I was told you were really capable around other alphas, but-”

Phainon couldn’t help but interrupt. “It’s not you! It’s..”

What could he say? What could he say that wouldn’t ruin his chances with Mydei? Even if they were both alphas, was it really that greedy for him to want someone for himself..? 

It certainly wasn’t Mydei’s fault. “It’s me. I’m sorry, It’s not you.”

Mydei stared at him, clear disbelief weighing heavy on his features. “Then why?”

Phainon found he had no good reply. No good lie. All he could offer was patheticness.“.. Sorry.”

Mydei stood up at that, and Phainon begrudgingly moved out of his way silently. “Whatever. Thanks for the help, at least.”

Phainon said nothing, he couldn’t bring himself to. He didn’t know how to comfort Mydei, and he didn’t know how to be ‘normal’ around Mydei. He didn’t know how to stop his instincts from trying to scent Mydei, to woo Mydei. He just.. He couldn’t bring himself to ask Mydei to stop walking away from him. To talk to him more. 

Phainon had no right to ask that of him.

 

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They usually were a very quiet cafe, not many customers throughout the day, and at night people on dates would flock in but still remained hush. Always easy to pull a smile from your loved one when you let them play with dogs, Phainon found! Well. At least he used to think that way until he bitterly remembered that Mydei was a giant cat fan.

Phainon couldn’t quite rationalize how, considering everytime he looked to the dog pen they were happily swarming whatever guest had went in there. Showering them with love and affection..

Phainon at the moment however, could do little more than smile happily and nod as he took down more orders, before sliding away to Aglaea at the desk worriedly, “We’re going to run out of tables..” Was all he murmured to her, sweeping his gaze across the very full tables. He certainly was dreading the idea of more people showing up.

“Is Mydei faring any better?” Aglaea’s knitted brow lessened a bit at that as she looked up from the receipts she was focusing on, giving a small amused hum. 

“Oh? Would you like to go find out? I’m sure he needs a hand with all the food, you know.”

Phainon had tried his best to ignore Mydei everytime he showed up in the front half to deliver orders of food, it was nearly impossible though. He felt his eyes lingering on him at every chance, becoming hyper aware the second he walked in due to his overpowering scent. Even though Castorice had been helping move orders around, Phainon could still smell Mydei through the door separating them.

Phainon leaned on the desk, clenching and unclenching his fists, “Sure you don’t want to send Castorice? I hear she likes cats.”

Aglaea gave a small hum, before giving a laugh. “I think cats may be growing on you.”

Phainon felt his usual grin grow as he looked at her, the order he had just taken still in hand, “Touche.” He paused, looking at her desperately, as if any signs of untruth would be written plainly there, “You really want me to go help him? You know I’m a useless cook.”

Aglaea shot Phainon a threatening look before giving a huff. She leaned back in the office chair slightly to scan the full tables. Something gleaming in her eyes. A look he knew well on the woman, mischief. “Oh, I’m sure Mydei can whip you into shape..”

Phainon kept his normal smile, even if his hands twitched at the idea of Mydei ‘whipping’ him into shape, only feeling himself sweat the tiniest bit under her gaze. She absolutely was messing with him, he could either go in there and make a fool of himself around Mydei, or not be around Mydei..

“Okay. I’ll go help him.”

Aglaea slowly nodded at his words, before giving a small laugh. “Ah yes.. ‘Help’ him.”

Phainon rolled his eyes, before giving her a smile regardless. He really couldn’t deny it. His ass was not about to do anything but give Mydei a headache, probably. Even though he knew this, he couldn’t stop himself as he walked to Castorice, who was seemingly distracted looking for something in the shelves.

“Cas,” Phainon asked as she approached her, making her jump slightly before looking over her shoulder to him questioningly, “Do you have any orders, I’ll take them back with me. Aglaea told me to go help Mydei.”

Castorice stared at him. “Did she tell you, or give you the free choice of it?”

“Well…”

“Yeah. Okay. Anyways, No, I do not. I took them back there before coming to get the treats they also wanted to give the dogs.. Any idea where the dental treats are?” 

Phainon shook his head to her as he walked away from her, giving a small wave as he left into the back. 

The back however, was much quieter due to the lack of dogs prancing about excitedly hoping people would pet them. The cats instead, seemed barely bothered by the people in the room outside of a couple who were feeding a very familiar calico a tube of treats. Phainon felt his hand twitch a little, the heavy scent of Mydei reaching his nose now at a much higher density, something Phainon would love to have injected directly into his bloodstream.

Instead as he looked at the customers and cats who paid him no mind, he moved to slap hands to his face lightly. He couldn’t think of Mydei like this, not now. If he was trapped in the rather quaint kitchen with Mydei and started trying to scent him, Mydei might actually finally lose it with him. Though.. A shard of Phainon desperately did want to see Mydei lose his hold on his instincts. To snarl at Phainon.. What was wrong with him? 

Phainon could only sigh to himself as he clutched the orders he had taken before and moved to the right towards the kitchen. The kitchen had a window in the front, mainly for dropping off orders, but Mydei didn’t seem to notice Phainon walking by it regardless.

The kitchen was rather spotless for how much activity it was having, and Mydei, the chef in question right now, immediately jerked his head up from the sandwich wrap he was making. Mydei’s look of focus almost immediately faded into pure confusion when he saw Phainon, and instead of letting Phainon explain himself, Mydei instead was extremely quick on the draw. 

“What?”

Phainon’s eyes moved between Mydei and the wrap he was currently attending to, some kind of meat in the middle that Phainon couldn’t quite discern. “I was told to come help you.”

Mydei stilled his movements completely at that, throwing him a look of disbelief as his brows creased. Something Phainon would call beautiful on Mydei’s face, if not for the fact Mydei looked close to wacking Phainon over his head.

“Help me? They sent you?”

Phainon moved deeper into the kitchen at that question, even as his nose twitched over Mydei’s nearing scent, “I’ll behave, okay? I promise.”

Mydei only blinked at him, “I meant.. I was told you’re a shit cook.”

Phainon winced at that, immediately having to bite down the urge to act painfully offended. They were right, Phainon ruined almost everything in the kitchen. He had once even burnt a pan trying to boil water. Something that Aglaea had never let him live down, rightfully so. The silence from Phainon made Mydei shake his head roughly. 

“Whatever. What role can I give to you that you won’t mess up?”

Phainon bit at his bottom lip at that, before giving Mydei one of his beaming smiles, “Whatever you trust me with, I’ll do!”

Mydei studied him, blinking slowly, “I don’t trust you at all with cooking, is the thing.” Mydei shook his head before returning to his current task for himself, seeming more distracted now as he delicately moved to place some diced onions on it. Phainon’s gaze watched those hands like a hawk, only wondering upwards to focus on Mydei’s nap as Mydei paid him no mind. He had no reason to, after all, an alpha standing almost behind you as another alpha wasn’t anything to worry about.

Even if Phainon desperately wanted to put his head in the crook of Mydei’s neck and rub against it. Basking in everything that was Mydei. Phainon clenched his free hand into a fist, hard enough to make his nails burrow into the skin to ground himself as he attempted to keep his smile up.

“Awe, Mydei.. Maybe they were just overstating!” Phainon knew he was straight out lying, but he couldn’t help but give him a pouting face as he walked in more into the kitchen. Honestly. He hadn’t been in this area of the cafe much. He was more so shocked to see how clean it was, it used to be rather unorganized, but since Mydei became the main person who took control of it, it seemed much more well put together. 

Phainon could only note this due to how now the orders were meticulously placed, dishes seemed to be washed upon obtaining them instead of handled later, and no dishes were laid about. The biggest mess currently was just what Mydei was working on.

Phainon felt a bit awkward, standing there as he awaited Mydei’s attention to be graced to him again, it took a few seconds. Watching calloused hands that were wrapped in plastic gloves move with the gentleness of handling a newborn as he wrapped up the food that Phainon could now identify as a tuna wrap. Mydei wrapped it in the dog and cat themed paper before looking at Phainon, almost borderline glaring at him.

“Table two,” Mydei paused, pointing to the paper in Phainon’s hand with his own free hand as he held out the wrapped sandwich, “Also give me that already.”

Phainon felt himself complying, trading the sandwich and orders he had taken, before feeling almost woeful that someone else was going to be eating food Mydei made. Come on. He could not be jealous of a cat and now someone else eating Mydei’s food, and yet.. He sighed, he didn’t even like tuna to begin with, nodding. 

“Table two.” He confirmed, almost skulking away. 

Phainon did his usual routine happily greeting customers and nodding, talking to them if they saw fit, yet he paused, “Phainon? We rarely see you back here!” He blinked, realizing they were regulars who saw him in the front constantly. 

Phainon laughed sheepishly, “It’s rather busy today! Someone has to help in the cat area, don’t they?” Phainon mused, giving a smile to the couple as his eyes wondered, pausing on the orange tabby that they had had for years. He never gave it much thought or looked at it, it usually was alone and never around the other cats or customers. 

Which was no different than today, as it sat on the far couch where no one was, upside down for it’s white belly to be seen for all. Two traitorous thoughts instantly crossed his mind. One, was simply that he was cute. The second, was that it reminded him of Mydei. He instantly had to swallow that thought and desire to go pet the loner cat. Instead, nodding at the couple and excusing himself to leave the scene, he had to return to Mydei after all.

“Theyre kind of cute.” Phainon murmured as he entered the kitchen again, making Mydei - who was now on the opposite side of the kitchen, seeming to be waiting for him - flash him a confused look. 

“The customer who wanted tuna..?”

Phainon waved his arms at that weakly, giving him a charming grin, “No, no. The cats, silly.”

Mydei still regarded him for a moment, deliberately between himself on what to say to that.“Silly? Me?”

Phainon continued to give his grin, one that was well practiced. One that he hoped would cover up how embarrassed he felt now over calling this grown man silly. A grown alpha who didn’t even like him. “Yes, you.”

“Right..” Mydei shook his head, but Phainon was quick to ask, “Is that so unbelievable that you’re silly?” Phainon found that he could only stand firm in what his big mouth had blabbered, lest he give in to shame and collapse on the spot. 

Mydei looked at him, screwing up his face as if he just couldn’t quite figure out why Phainon was intent on this line of thought. “I think so. Anyway, come here.”

Phainon regretfully didn’t even really fight the pull of that command, waltzing around the kitchen and to Mydei’s side and Mydei turned to focus on the counter. Painfully aware that he had probably gotten too close by how Mydei stiffened for the slightest of seconds before he pointed at the ingredients.  Mydei opted to not comment on it however, instead focusing on giving Phainon something to do.

“We’re going to put you on dessert duty, since most of it is just up to order, and not skill or actually heavens forbid turning on the stove.”

Phainon moved slightly, almost brushing himself against Mydei as he held a hand over his heart to give him a pained look. “You wound me.”

Mydei only met it with narrowed eyes. “ Hush up. I’ve heard about the boiling water incident.”

“Erk.” Mydei shook his head at that pathetic noise, tapping on the counter again as if trying to get Phainon to focus. It worked, Phainon was more than willing to obey whatever Mydei wanted him to do as his eyes moved to the tapping finger. Especially if it meant he got to stay this close to Mydei and breathe in his scent.

“This is extremely easy, okay? Even you can do this correctly.”

“You’re killing me here, Mydei..”

Mydei ignored his whine, “The order barely matters, just make sure it alternates between the yogurt, nuts, and strawberries. Or whatever fruit they substitute in.”

Phainon found himself beaming at those words all the same, giving Mydei a bright smile. “At least it’s good to know you trust me with something!”

Mydei only looked at him in modest disgust before exhaling softly, “Don’t look at me like you’re so happy.. This is the literal bare minimum. ”

Phainon shrugged, somehow feeling bold enough to brush against Mydei playfully, somewhat aware of how firm Mydei’s arms felt against his own. “It’s something!”

Mydei snorted a laugh, opting to not comment on the way Phainon had forced him to sway a bit before shaking his head. Phainon’s thoughts could only manage to linger on how sweet his laugh was, deep and rhythmic. Extremely calming.. A noise Phainon would like to pull more of from the fellow alpha.

Mydei, unaware of how Phainon’s heart was fluttering, gave Phainon a small devilish grin as he spoke, “Get it wrong and I’m making you go play with the cats as a form of punishment.” Mydei turned as he spoke and stepped to the other counter behind Phainon. Probably going back to working on his actual job instead of entertaining Phainon’s antics.

Phainon instead moved to attempting to make his first parfait, the instructions he was given were extremely simple. He could do this, right? 

Phainon shrugged his shoulders to no one over his thoughts as he moved back to prioritizing teasing Mydei.“That’s alright, the orange one kind of reminds me of you.” Phainon shut his mouth abruptly, painfully aware of the fact he should not have just said that. Mydei behind him seemed to freeze at that, and Phainon could do nothing but scoop yogurt into the small cup in the silence. His mind itching for something to feel the heavy air between them.

“ .. Huh?”

“Huh?” 

“Don’t also say huh . You’re the one that said something weird.” Phainon couldn’t see Mydei’s face while he was still focused on his task, but he didn’t need to. He could hear the clear disbelief dripping from his tone, “Why the hell would a cat reminding you of me be a good thing?”

Phainon’s tongue feels like cotton in his mouth, staring at the food he was working on before betraying himself to throw a glance over his shoulder to the man who was working diligently behind him. Apparently, he wasn’t the only one that had paused over his blunder, as Mydei fully met that gaze, turned to look at Phainon, as if just staring at him would aid in his investigation.

Debating his options, Phainon gave him a bright smile, laughing softly as he broke the gaze to look at the parfait that needed more yogurt. His hands felt numb. 

“It’s nice to be reminded of your friends!” Phainon offered innocently, causing Mydei’s eyes to search him, staring him down.

“.. We’re friends?”

Phainon knitted his brows at that, giving him a pathetic look before Mydei turned away. Seeming to focus again on his job. Something Phainon found nearly impossible between all his thoughts of Mydei. “You’re so mean, Mydei..”

“Well. It’s just news to me.” Mydei murmured nonchalantly, “You’re the one that's territorial.”

Phainon looked back to the yogurt, giving a big sigh, he was woefully unsure how to convince Mydei otherwise.  “I’m not territorial! I promise.”

“You say while releasing your protective scent in drones when I’m near usually.”

“Well, Yeah.” Phainon didn’t really have a defense, and that alone made Mydei make a snorting noise behind his back. Something that Phainon was keenly honing onto as he inspected the strawberries left for him by Mydei to use, already cut. Probably by Mydei.

“Yeah? So you agree?”

Phainon froze at the question, before shaking his head. To himself, and to the sharp inquiry. “No.. That’s not what I meant.”

A sentence Mydei easily counters. “Then what did you mean, Phainon? ”

Phainon felt a bit frustrated now, not at Mydei, but at himself. He didn’t comprehend his own feelings, he barely knew Mydei. Why did he smell as good as people explained omegas to smell? Why was everything about him so hypnotizing? Why could he barely stand in this kitchen with him without his legs quivering? Why did the way Mydei say his name go straight to his dick, making it twitch excitedly?

“I.. I don’t know!” Phainon condeeded. 

“Whatever,” Mydei seemed to have given up on the topic, his voice much more flat toned as he spoke, still music to Phainon’s ears but he wished it was happier. “I’ve finished two wraps, have you finished that one parfait yet?”

“Yes..” Phainon answered rather weakly, dropping some nuts in as the topping, only freezing as Mydei stood behind him, seeming to inspect it. Phainon looked over his shoulder to look at him, barely daring to move at all, barely daring to breathe for that matter. Phainon was now hyper aware of the way the colors and juices had all mingled together messily in the cup, hoping that it was okay regardless.

Mydei blinked as he stared the cup down before he moved his gaze to focus on Phainon.

“How did you make a simple yogurt parfait look like shit?”

Chapter 2

“Have you ever considered maybe you aren’t an alpha?”

Castorice’s question was innocent enough as she still ignored him, her back away from him as sshe moved to settle stuff on the shelf. The end of their shift was upon the duo; They had to clean up. But all Phainon could manage to do was stare at her with his mouth agape; “You think I’m an omega?”

Castorice shot him a withering glare, clearly one that read he was an idiot in many different languages, none of which Phainon was privy to. “No. I meant maybe you’re an enigma .”

Phainon leaned on the desk to take in her words, he had already clocked out, him slacking on cleaning up a bit was fine. He had the key to lock up the place anyways, and always made sure all the little guys were well taken care of.

“An enigma? Aren’t those.. I don’t know.. A myth?”

Castorice shrugged, giving him a sigh as she turned towards him, clearly done now, all that was left was for Phainon to round up all the dogs into the back. “Any other ideas why you’re so interested in an alpha and never cared about omegas or betas like I don’t know.. Every other alpha in existence and instead are falling for some other alpha?”

Phainon at the idea moved his gaze to focus solely on the dogs, thankful that at least they were always the one constant in his life. Always adorable!

He stepped over to smoothly round up the dogs, unsure if it was truly to put them up - or if he just needed some little guys to cheer him up. 

“I don’t know..” He really didn’t. Even if he tried to rationalize his thoughts into words - he just couldn’t. Nothing seemed to add up in his head, he had always acknowledged his lack of affection and desire to mate with betas or omegas was bizarre, but he took it as just not being interested in romance!

Blue eyes focused on the ever gentle Snowball, for once in his life he wished he understood anything about romance and winning someone over, because right it felt as though he was playing chess with Mydei - and losing. Phainon could only focus on the softness of the dog who always looked so happy to see him before giving a small groan, mainly to himself.

“How would I know if I’m an enigma?” The question was asked as he gently scratched Snowball's head over the gate, feeling more and more pathetic with each second that he questioned his secondary gender. He wasn’t supposed to be nearing thirty and questioning this still! Let alone the myth that was enigmas. But was it really that simple? The reason why he was never attracted to anyone’s pheromones before Mydei? He couldn’t puzzle it out.

“I don’t know.. Try biting Mydei’s nape..”

Phainon shot an almost shocked glare her way as he snapped his head over the pen gate, still keeping a hand focused on giving Snowball attention. 

“You know I can’t just do that!” Phainon remarked sharply before giving a sigh, returning his gaze to Snowball, “I could never mate with someone that didn’t want to be my mate..”

Castorice neared over that, now done with her own half of cleaning as she leaned over the gate to look at Phainon, her eyes flickering between Snowball and the chihuahua that was fully ignoring them still in the front. 

“I was joking, I know you’d never.” She told him rather softly, as if very aware of how he was almost scowling at her over the statement. “Stop bristling at me, you act as if it’d even do anything to him.”

Phainon opened his mouth to reply - Only to abruptly snap it closed as if his life depended on it when the door to the back opened. The duo were not good at being sneaky - It turned out, rather obvious by how both of them immediately shot to look at Mydei. Who in question knitted his brows slightly over both of them focusing on him.

Mydei’s gaze flicked between the duo for a few beats before landing squarely on Phainon. “Are you going to start herding the dogs up, or what?” Mydei’s voice came out horribly unimpressed, and he probably was. Phainon at that bit his own tongue slightly before giving the dog another pat, almost feeling dejected at this point as entered the gate to coax them to the door that led to the back in their pin.

Phainon could feel his skin prickle underneath Mydei’s gaze as he did so - Betraying himself and giving a sideways glance to the man who was now walking over to Castorice. 

Phainon moved quickly to say goodbye and good night to the dogs, giving them lots of love and affection - Even though he had just finished their last jog with them. Supposedly it was a ‘walk’ but they always dragged him into running, and how was he supposed to say no? As he made sure they were all set in the back and properly taken care of, he entered the front again, locking the door behind him.

Phainon’s gaze fell on the two that were now seemingly waiting for him, neither of them, eerily, said anything. Castorice stood beside Mydei politely, her arms gently held before her clasping her purse, meanwhile Mydei stood there with his arms crossed, looking less than amused over Phainon’s sluggish movements. 

“You guys didn’t have to wait for me..” 

Castorice tilted her head innocently at that, “We have plans to eat out tonight, though? I invited Mydei to join us.”

Phainon blinked at her words remarkably slowly, his gaze moving between the duo that still stood there waiting on him before he opted to give them a bright smile. “Alright! Sounds good to me!” Phainon moved to join them, at which they all seemed to immediately fall into a steady walking rhythm together before exiting. Phainon found himself yet again struggling to fight with the grip of Mydei’s pheromones. He shouldn’t smell so delicious and yet, Phainon only wanted to lean in and sniff him. Just a bit. 

Instead, he pursed his lips into a thin line, attempting his best to ignore how good the man smelled. “What are we eating?”

Castorice hummed softly at his words, “Mydei, You’re the new person. Anything you’re craving to make Phainon pay for?” 

Phainon immediately made a choking noise, “I didn’t agree to that?” 

Mydei, from the side of Phainon instead sent him an amused glimpse, “Oh? Phainon is paying?” 

Phainon wanted to say no, he was not. But as he left the building and turned the wait for them to leave the building in a single file line as well, the smallest upturn of Mydei’s lips were not lost on him. Not in the slightest. He could only give a small whimper and attempted to breathe in the outdoor air that was significantly less Mydei in nature.

“Since you’re new.. Sure.. Just this once..” A lie. He would pay for Mydei anytime that Mydei was willing to spend time with him. Phainon just hadn’t offered this to Castorice! She was trying to kill him.

Mydei gave a scoff at that, molten gold eyes falling on ocean blue, and Phainon took the sight in deeply. Mydei always looked rather stunning, he seemed to put his hair up while working and let it back down after he clocked out. His black turtleneck was rather tight and left nothing to the imagination underneath it, or the sleeves. The black pants were almost the same in that regard, almost. And Phainon was rather thankful for that. 

A part of him mourned the turtleneck, however, something carnal in him liked seeing the man’s neck on display. He had no reason to cover it - He was an alpha.. It was just a choice in style, one that made Phainon tighten his lips into a somewhat fake smile to avoid frowning over such shameless thoughts.

Yet, blinking at his outfit made Phainon painfully aware of the crisp cold air for once. Something he usually ignored and didn’t pay any heed to - Maybe a mistake if they were staying out late. Phainon shook his head from his thoughts to move past Mydei and Castorice, locking the front door as well before putting the keys into his pocket. He was rather thankful Aglaea entrusted him with the keys even if her original sentiment was along the lines of ‘you’d be here faster than me if there was an animal emergency.’.

“I’m not picky.” Mydei said from behind him, his voice as unenthused as ever about the situation. Phainon almost felt himself wanting to ask if Mydei was super sure he was willing to go eat dinner with them, but he knew it wiser to not blow this. 

“Do you drink, Mydei?” Castorice asked rather innocently as Phainon turned to give her a rather blank questioning stare, one that both Mydei and Castorice merely ignored to talk to each other instead. 

“No.”

“Oh, Quite a shame.”

“Is it?”

“Aglaea is quite fond of social drinking.. You may be brought into it one day.”

“.. Is that so? I have a right to refuse, don’t I?”

“Indeed. I was simply curious.. “ Castorice paused, and Phainon debated jumping in.. If not for the fact she continued rather quickly with her line of barraged questions towards Mydei; “What type of food do you enjoy?”

“Anything.”

“Really?”

“As long as it tastes good.”

Castorice nodded sagely at that, “I see.”

Phainon however, was tired of looking between them and closed the few steps of distance suddenly, moving in between them and putting a hand on both of their backs to force them in a certain direction. A gamble that made Mydei shoot him a fierce piercing glare, yet he obeyed the shove anyways and assumed walking in line with them, now with Phainon in the middle.

Phainon however, only smiled happily forward, looking at the rather dreary sky and praying it didn’t rain before giving an amused hum, “Sounds like I’m picking!”

 

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Phainon was actually going to kill Castorice. 

She had picked out a booth, only to ask that the two alphas sit on the opposite side- beside each other -  their legs basically touching as they sat there. Something Mydei didn’t seem to pay any mind to, something that Phainon absolutely paid mind to with every slight brush of contact Mydei accidentally made. It sent a burning sensation through every single one of Phainon’s nerves every single slight touch of Mydei.

Phainon had no escape either, he was against the wall on one side, and Mydei was equally a wall on the other. Phainon couldn’t ignore the closeness of Mydei, how strong his scent was, how it grabbed and pulled all of Phainon’s cords relentlessly. He wanted nothing more than to snake a finger into Mydei’s turtleneck and pull it down just a little, to let his scent escape even more. 

Phainon could only grip the menu tightly, so very tightly that his knuckles were on the verge of turning white. The pain he felt growing in his tense joints only aiding to keep him grounded, anything from the man’s molten gaze that now was focused on him squarely, “Phainon, are you alright?” Castorice across the table was the one to speak however.

Her face had concern written on all of its features as her eyes flicked from his face to his death grip on the menu, “You’re.. Seeming very distressed.”

Phainon shook his head roughly as he looked up from the menu, offering her a very small forced smile in an attempt of reassurance. “I’m fine!” An unconvincing set of words as his voice shook slightly, he knew, as he continued to ignore the man’s gaze beside him that was burrowing into his skin. 

Phainon quickly returned his gaze to the menu, attempting to calm himself, knowing he was probably attempting to scent Mydei accidentally. He had to focus on anything but the deep scent beside him, rich, intoxicating, sweet and enticing beyond belief. He was only halfway aware of the way Mydei’s head looked forward again, that piercing gaze leaving Phainon.

Out of Phainon’s peripheral vision he could clearly see Mydei setting down the menu to glance at his phone. The silence between the trio was heavy - Almost palpable from the difference of the buzzing restaurant. Phainon could only bite his inner cheek at it, he couldn’t think of what to say. His tongue felt heavy and cotton in his mouth when he even tried to focus on anything but Mydei. 

The man’s presence was all consuming for Phainon, it was without comparison for everything else he had ever been somewhat interested in. 

“I have to go.” Mydei broke the silence with something that made Phainon’s head snap up so quickly that it was jarring. 

“Go? Go where?” Phainon asked almost immediately, unsure of what emotion had flickered inside of him to cause such a quick response as he focused on the golden haired man, who only seemed to look at him almost confusedly. Before Mydei raised an eyebrow slowly, “Does it matter?”

Phainon felt his grip tighten on the menu, it did. It did matter. Why did Mydei need to leave? Mydei gave a scoff however, before exhaling from his mouth slowly, a breath that Phainon could feel on his own skin almost due to their closeness in the booth before Mydei slid his eyes from Phainon. 

“I have to leave, that’s all. Goodnight.” Mydei flatly said, placing a hand in between them on the booth to begin his exit. Something that was a mistake, Phainon found, as Phainon instead grasped his wrist like it was his only lifeline. Mydei froze at that, sending Phainon a very obviously baffled expression over it.

“Please, don’t go.” Phainon could feel himself practically begging and his hand savored the feeling of Mydei’s skin against his hand. His body warmth the wrist gave off.. So very Mydei. 

Mydei leaned somewhat closer at that, his eyes looking dangerous, as if attempting to challenge Phainon, something that Phainon assumed should be a challenge to his inner alpha. If it ever bothered to adhere to Mydei’s.

“You have not stopped giving off threatening pheromones since we were seated,” Mydei spoke softly, yet incredibly deeper, his gaze only sharpening as he narrowed his sunset eyes. “I apologize for interrupting your date with Castorice, but I would like to be excluded now.”

Phainon regarded him hard, staring back, attempting his best to stay sane as Mydei attempted to jerk his wrist free. Something Phainon found himself only clinging to more. “I promise I’m not angry..” 

Mydei seemed to only bristle at those words, growing more agitated over the fact Phainon wouldn’t let go, “Do you really want to start a fight with me in front of Castorice ?” 

Phainon at those words felt guilt spread through him as he looked to Castorice. Or well, should have, he blinked at the empty booth seat across from him, something that made Mydei copy the act, seeming equally bewildered at the significant lack of Castorice.

Phainon couldn’t believe he hadn’t noticed her sneaking off, but at the same time he felt it hard to care too much when his entire being was focusing on Mydei. All of his senses were clawing at him to not let this man slip away, yet he bit them down as much as he could, trying to figure out where she had gone for a brief second.

“When did she leave?”

“Probably when your pheromones spiked to hell and back trying to leash me down.” Mydei answered simply, sarcastically, and very annoyed as he still gave another yank on his own arm, still firm on Phainon’s own grasp. “Now look at what you’ve done. You’ve ruined your date entirely by not letting me leave noblely.” Mydei hissed at him, his glare somehow only narrowing further as he gave a deep sigh. A sound that seemed to come from the core of Mydei’s chest. 

“Will you unhand me already? You’re pissing me off.” Mydei growled lowly at him, another thing that should be making Phainon’s alpha yell at him, take it as a challenge as Mydei was visibly growing in anger.

But Phainon could only find a lack of it - Nothing screamed at him to prove his dominance to the fellow alpha, nothing pricked at his inner secondary gender to snarl back at him. No. With the rising amount of Mydei’s own pheromones over getting this ruffled up.. Phainon only found himself desiring Mydei more.

Phainon flashed him a genuine smile, one that was rather mocking in the way Mydei was riled up comparatively, “I guess you’re my date for tonight then!”

Mydei noticeably stilled in Phainon’s grasp at that, his entire body tensing and becoming rigid. Something that Phainon couldn’t place as shock or annoyance properly - At least, until watching Mydei’s face fall into a full scowl.

“We are both alphas.” Mydei reminded him rather flatly, his voice now losing the familiar edge of an angered alpha and more just like an annoyed Mydei once again.

Phainon nodded. “Yep.”

“We’re both pissed off already with each other.”

Phainon shook his head. “I said I’m not angry at you.”

“Then what is it, Phainon?” Mydei pressed, his tone dangerous as he leered at the other, “You start having heavy pheromones everytime I near, what is your issue regarding me if not anger or territory?”

Phainon found himself staring back, feeling almost dumb over the question as he pressed his tongue to the roof of his mouth hard. His teeth grinding a bit in his thoughts. 

There were many options here;

 

1. He could say it was in fact anger, and piss off Mydei even further and lengthen the distance between them.
2. ‘I don’t know’, and piss off Mydei even further and lengthen the distance between them.
3. He could confess, which may only just heavily confuse Mydei, or piss off Mydei even further and lengthen the distance between them. But also at least it would be out there.

 

Phainon slowly blinked before unhanding Mydei finally, watching as the man immediately began to flex his arm and rub at the spot Phainon was gripping for his life onto. An act that made Phainon’s anxiety spike over the idea of accidentally harming the man.

“I think I have a crush on you , Mydei. Not Castorice or Aglaea.”

Mydei froze in his soothing movements on his wrist for the briefest second before throwing Phainon the most baffled expression Phainon had ever seen on him.

“.. What?”

Phainon moved to put his face into his hands, this was so much worse than just pissing him off. “Is that really that strange?” Phainon practically sighed out as he withdrew his face from his hands, casting a worried look to the man who was still sitting beside him, somewhat further away. But still there. His expression had barely changed. Mydei still looked absolutely clueless over this confession.

“Yes?” Mydei answered almost dumbfoundedly, as if Phainon had asked the stupidest question of all time. And maybe he had. It was unnatural, almost sinful for an alpha to fall in love with an alpha, not to say Phainon was in love just yet, maybe he was. But regardless of his emotions - They were considered unnatural by most.

Phainon found himself giving way to a pained groan over Mydei’s reply regardless. 

“I know!” Phainon conceded softly, fighting the urge to slam his head into the table until unconsciousness claimed him, “I know it’s strange, alright?”

“Is that seriously the reason?” Mydei asked, still completely gawking at Phainon as if he had seen a ghost. A ghost of Phainon’s shame, maybe, it had probably also bailed on Phainon. 

Phainon could only give him a pathetic stare back, feeling as if he was a scolded dog somehow. “Yes.” Was his meak admittance, something that only made Mydei blink slowly at him. Phainon slowly moved to grab his rather untouched phone on the table when he saw it lighting up silently with a text from Castorice. 

 

“Good luck! :p”

 

Phainon could only scrunch up his face, only to almost drop it as Mydei had gotten closer to also read the text. Phainon had nothing to hide - He wasn’t upset by the action by any means. Mydei could go through his phone right now if he was so curious, but the new closeness made him shudder slightly.

“She knew?” 

“.. Yes.” Phainon confirmed as he set the damned device down, giving a sigh.

A silence fell on them, something that Phainon couldn’t tell if it was a dire thing, or a fine thing to be happening. Phainon felt like he should be sobbing right now, this was the absolute worst. He had begged Mydei into staying, confessed his weird issue with Mydei, and then couldn’t think of anything to say. How could he? That sickly sweet scent still clung to his nostrils at any chance, every thought just returned to the owner of it.

“Can I at least move to the other side? This is awkward.” Mydei finally broke the silence, sounding almost deadpan as he asked the question. As if he fully knew Phainon would latch onto him again, something Phainon couldn’t deny. Phainon moved his gaze to meet questioning amber ones, and slowly nodded. At which, Mydei followed through and swapped sides, taking Castorice’s seat with an audible sharp exhale through his lips.

Phainon already mourned the lack of Mydei almost against him, but willed himself to be normal about it. As normal as he could be after these events. Mydei was granting him mercy by staying, by humoring him and eating a meal with him even after it all. Something about that train of thought made Phainon’s mind crawl to a stall.

“We never got a waiter.”

 

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After they had finally gotten someone to take their orders, the dinner was rather uneventful. Castorice had indeed completely ditched the duo during their bickering and Phainon’s refusal to unhand Mydei - And she had never returned. What an insane way to wingman. 

Phainon had stayed true to his word and paid for both their meals, even if he was vaguely aware of the alpha that was giving him a sharp glare - One that would be threatening if his alpha even ever felt like existing around Mydei as a competitor.

No. He had come to accept his secondary gender did not view Mydei as any type of competitor for mates or territory, no. Mydei was someone he viewed as a potential mate as his core, embarrassingly. Even more embarrassing was now Mydei knew that. Somewhat. He hadn’t confessed how good Mydei’s pheromones were to him; Something that made him borderline delirious.

“It’s raining.” Mydei, the star of Phainon’s thoughts murmured. His gaze focused squarely outside the restaurant as his arms were crossed over his chest - A pose he seemed rather fond of, Phainon was realizing. Phainon after handing over his money and accepting his change moved to join Mydei, looking out into the dreary cold rain.

“Don’t suppose you hid an umbrella in your turtleneck?” Phainon asked jokingly, something that earned a small smirk from Mydei. “Sounds rather uncomfortable.” Was Mydei’s curt answer.

“Hmm.. How long is your walk home from here?” Phainon asked, his own apartment was about a five minute walk, faster if he ran through the rain. Mydei at that, seemed to scowl at the thought. Something that gave Phainon slight insight that it was surely a much longer journey than Phainon’s. 

“About twenty minutes. Maybe ten if I sprint.” Mydei mused with an almost annoyed harrumph added to the end, giving a sigh. “You?”

Phainon stared out into the dark rain, blinking for a moment before he looked to Mydei, the grumpy man was already scowling and for once Phainon felt like it wasn’t quite directed at him. “About a five minute walk. Who knows if I sprinted.. Never tried to just sprint home.” Phainon slid his focus back to the outside world, rather content with waiting in the doorway of the restaurant for now, even as he thought that, his mouth moved on its own; “Want to go to my place and wait for the rain to settle? Or borrow an umbrella?”

Mydei didn’t answer, he was remarkably silent over the question. Something that made Phainon look at him again searchingly, only Mydei was staring at him with knitted brows. An indecipherable expression written on his face. “What?” What all Phainon managed to ask, confused by the reaction from Mydei.

“You say you have a crush on me and then want to take me home? I don’t have sex on the first date,” Mydei paused, “Especially not with other alphas.” 

Phainon gave a laugh at that, tossing him a genuine smile, “I didn’t mean it like that, alright? I meant no harm.” Phainon paused for a heartbeat, moving his attention back to the rain that didn’t seem to slow even as night began to fall. He had to bite the question on his mind back ‘have you ever tried love with another alpha?’ and instead opted to be more normal; “The two alphas things makes it harmless, doesn’t it?”

Blue eyes moved to meet unconvinced golden ones, Mydei seemed wholly still unsure of his options. His eyes slid to the rain outside before he gave way to a sigh, obviously defeated. “Alright. We’re sprinting to your house. Lead the way.” 

Phainon nodded at those words before moving in front of Mydei and stepping under the awning, the last lifeline before they were going to be drenched. Mydei followed suit, only giving him a small bow and moving his hands before him; “After you.. I don’t know where the hell you live..”

 

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Mydei was breathless by the time they reached Phainon’s apartment and entered the building, drenched, but it was much closer than Mydei’s by far. His lungs screamed at him over the chilly wet air being harshly sucked in, only sighing out of slight relief as they were now safe from the rain. The breath of air didn’t last long before Phainon was gently nudging him, his voice coming out somewhat breathy and airy, “This way to the elevator.”

He spoke, but was already leading Mydei anyways, who was obediently following while still trying to catch his breath. Somewhat aware of how heavily his hair was sticking to his face and neck. A true downside of long hair, meanwhile he couldn’t help but cast a glare of sheer annoyance at how Phainon’s hair seemed almost hydrophobic, almost dry already.

Phainon led him down a corridor before stopping at the elevator and clicking the bottom. Silence falling between them. Probably out of lack of air as they both walked into the elevator. 

Phainon was beyond strange to Mydei, even ignoring the events of today and Phainon’s alleged ‘confession’ (Something Mydei didn’t quite buy into), he was strange. Not for anything he did specifically, but the fact Mydei’s instincts never took any of it as a challenge. He never felt his secondary gender riling up over Phainon’s pheromones, even if they became heavy in the air with Phainon’s mood swings regarding Mydei. 

Phainon’s scent wasn’t really displeasing to Mydei either, it was heavy wooded, sure, but the underlying smell of vanilla that peaked through wasn’t a horrible combination he found. It mainly only irked him due to knowing it was Phainon pissed off at Mydei - Over nothing. Even when he was forced with the brunt of Phainon’s pheromones suffocating him, he never found his inner alpha yelling to challenge that flaunting of scents.

Strange. 

The elevator ride was wordless, like both had things to focus on in their own minds. As the door opened to release them both, Phainon continued to lead the way, stopping in front of a door with a dog themed door swag. A decoration that made Mydei bite his tongue to withhold his mocking laugh he felt rising in his chest as Phainon fished out his keys. 

Phainon unlocked the door and walked in, holding the door open for Mydei, who then could only stand in his apartment dumbly. The apartment was not lit, something Phainon moved to change behind him as he shut the door and locked it back. Mydei blinked as his eyes adjusted to the dim lighting.

“Make yourself at home,” Phainon walked past him, pausing for a moment to turn and give Mydei a once-over up and down rather obviously, “I don’t know if I have any clothes that would fit you that you can borrow..” 

Mydei could only scoff at those words; “Tightness around my chest doesn’t matter, if that’s your concern.”

Phainon met his gaze and nodded, rather slowly. As if he still had something he wanted to say but couldn’t quite figure it out. “Alright.. I’ll.. Go look for something you can wear to dry off in.” Was all he slowly offered, still walking away, leaving a still standing in the entryway soaked Mydei. 

Mydei wasn’t quite sure what he was supposed to do now. He was dripping wet, still had his shoes on, and didn’t want to drag water all throughout Phainon’s apartment. A piece of him felt as though he should just leave, he was already soaked. What’s the harm in just running home? More wetness? Think the capacity is already reached here..

As if sensing Mydei’s unsteadiness, Phainon’s head appeared out of the room he had entered. “I meant it when I said make yourself at home you know.. A little water won’t hurt anything.” With those words the head disappeared again, Mydei found himself still standing on the little part of hardwood flooring before the carpet - Scowling after the man. 

“I don’t want to pry.” Mydei simply said dully, still keeping his head trained to focus on anything but Phainon’s living space. He barely knew the man - Regardless of how strange he was and his equally bizarre confession. Even though it was said softly, more so for Mydei himself, Phainon seemed to have caught onto it. “Pry away!” Was the dumbass reply that man gave Mydei. Something that drew a sigh out of Mydei deeply. 

“I don’t want my scent to get all over your home.” Mydei said darkly, the idea of accidentally scenting another alpha’s home made him feel a sense of dread. It was basically like declaring war, something Mydei really would like to avoid. Not with just Phainon, but with anyone. He couldn’t be arsed to give a shit about territories, it was a waste of time.

Phainon fell into silence for a bit, still seeming to be looking for clothes for Mydei if he had to guess. Mydei was only vaguely aware of the chill seeping from his clothes and into his skin with the wetness now. He really hadn’t thought this out enough. He should not have been willing to come into another alpha’s home like this, he felt intensely uncomfortable. Mydei moved a hand to wipe some of his soaked bangs across his forehead to the side with a sigh as a drop slid down his face.

Phainon finally exited the room, pausing as he was met with the sight of Mydei still in the entrance. He blinked for a few moments, before giving a sheepish laugh as he moved to close the distance, “You can borrow these, they might be tight. Sorry.” Phainon’s arms extended with the clothes. A blue t-shirt and gray sweatpants. Probably the only thing he could figure would fit Mydei’s muscular build compared to his own. 

“Right..” Mydei spoke as he took the clothes, only barely registering how Phainon seemed amused by him still standing there. 

“The bathroom is the second door on the left, unless you intend to undress right here?” Phainon spoke rather softly, something that pricked at Mydei’s skin as he shot a glare to the other alpha. 

“.. I’ll change in the bathroom.” Mydei didn’t need much more convincing as he paused to take off his shoes at the doorway of Phainon’s apartment, unlike the owner of the apartment. He wasn’t an animal, unlike Phainon. He proceeded to brush past Phainon who gave a warm chuckle, clearly finding it funny how quickly Mydei rethought his no entry policy that was happening just then.

Mydei entered the bathroom and locked it behind him, finding the light after a moment to flick it on. His eyes readjusted quickly and he could only blink at himself in the mirror - He really did look like a soaked pathetic cat. His hair clung against his skin for dear life, acting as though it would never dry again, meanwhile his clothes were really not leaving anything about him hidden. 

The bathroom itself, however, was shockingly nice and well kept care of. Mydei glanced around it, taking note of how clean it was, contrary to most unmated alphas he had met and gleaned their lifestyles. Mydei didn’t look too much, he still didn’t want to pry, focusing instead of peeling off his soggy drenched clothing and swapping it for the new dry clothes. 

The shirt, was infact, rather tight, squeezing so. He looked in the mirror at it and furrowed his brows. He had never quite focused solely on how much bigger he was in comparison to Phainon, but now it felt almost mortifying to consider how much mass his muscles took. 

He found himself pausing, however, over the fact Phainon had given him boxers to borrow.

Mydei blinked at them, the idea of sharing boxers with another person, let alone an alpha made him almost tilt his head and reconsider how he ended up here yet again. Mydei now had two options here, refuse, and be soaked on his lower half still, completely wasting the pants Phainon had offered him. Wear the boxers and shed his own, which was just embarrassing to consider. 

Mydei sighed, removing his own boxers after a few more brief seconds. 

Once that was said and done, all he could do for his hair was attempt to strain it over Phainon’s sink before putting it up a bit messily. Something he stared at before moving to braid it instead, not something he did often anymore, but still a well practiced hairstyle for him. Once he was done there, he fished for his phone to make sure the water hadn’t completely ruined it. That was sorted as well. 

Mydei gave a nod to himself as the phone clicked on without issue, folding his clothes, and left the bathroom. Only to hesitate over his next actions. His horrible, dreadful, betraying first thought was wondering where Phainon had gone. Only to almost jolt out of his skin as Phainon appeared at his side silently, seeming to ignore the shock Mydei had as he pointed at the clothes Mydei was holding. “Want me to wash and dry those and give them back to you?”

Mydei moved his eyes to focus on Phainon for a brief moment, feeling a slight flush rising to his cheeks over what all that entailed. “.. I refuse to have another grown alpha doing my laundry.” Phainon only blinked slowly at him, before giving a small nod. “Alright.”

Phainon turned away at that, waving Mydei to follow him, “I have a guest bedroom if you want to stay the night. I looked up the weather, it’s not good!” Phainon gave a laugh as he said the last part, before looking over his shoulder at Mydei following him in silence. “It’s supposed to flood, so I really recommend using it.”

Mydei found himself pausing as Phainon had led him to the guest bedroom, something he hadn’t even agreed to yet. Mydei sent a questioning gaze to Phainon over it, who didn’t seem to pay it any mind as he shrugged; “It’s not much, but I couldn’t find a smaller apartment for less, somehow.” Mydei gave a sigh at Phainon’s confused thought process, Mydei was not questioning the damn room or price.

“Thanks.” Was all Mydei offered instead, still holding his clothes as he now had entered the room, standing in it blankly. He really had never gone over to sleepovers - Let alone adult sleepovers. The hell was he supposed to say? Phainon however, tilted his head, “You can put your clothes down, you know? I’m not bothered by you getting stuff wet..” Phainon gave another laugh as if he found Mydei’s rigidness amusing.

Phainon gave a hum once his laughter had ceased, “I’m still in my wet clothes too, afterall. You sure you don’t want me to throw them into the washer and dryer for you?”

“I’m sure.”

Phainon gave a small nod, hesitating before continuing “I’m going to go.. Get dressed myself, please do actually make yourself at home, Mydei. You seem like a terrified stray kitten ..”

Mydei felt himself scoff at the analogy, but bit back any of his retorts that he could make. Because he was. He was in fact acting like he was a terrified creature. Nothing about this situation made any sense to him. He shouldn’t be able to stand so calmly in an alpha’s home, he shouldn’t be able to be smelling Phainon’s scent and have zero desire to challenge it.

He didn’t understand himself or Phainon recently. Everything about the situation was going against everything his secondary gender had taught him to be natural.

Instead of trying to understand, he instead moved to focus on what he could manage to grasp. His own surroundings. Phainon’s guest bedroom, apparently. It was sparse, clearly a spare bedroom from the lack of photos or well, any decorations that made it feel lived in. The walls were pure white, the bed had a royal blue bedspread, and the wooden nightstand and dresser were both white as well. 

Mydei moved to the dresser in question, placing his still wet clothes on it almost in pain. He felt like he was intruding, and leaving a mess as he went, absolutely harrowing. 

He was only halfway aware of how tired he felt, maybe it was due to the rain and the sprint after food - But the fatigue was creeping into his joints with every movement. Even more so as he plucked his phone from atop the clothes pile and sat at the edge of the bed, clicking it on and typing in his passcode. 

Mydei was a somewhat trusting person about simple things like this, but he was still curious himself as he thumbed open the weather app. A screen that brought a sigh to pass through his lips as he laid backwards onto the bed with a flop. Phainon had indeed not been lying, he conceded as his eyes moved to the clock on his phone. Was nine pm too early to sleep? 

Mydei almost felt like he would say yes, if not for the way the bed was rather soft and welcoming. And Mydei, arguably, was exhausted mentally and physically from today. He almost moved to text Phainon that he was just going to go to bed here, but Mydei paused, realizing that he could just say it to him. But also, he just didn’t have Phainon’s phone number anyways.

So he sat up, readying himself to stand as he dropped his phone to the side allowing it to fall onto the welcoming bed. His thoughts of getting up to seek out Phainon were cut short as Phainon found him instead, standing in the doorway. Mydei met his gaze blankly, “I’m glad you aren’t just standing around anymore.” Phainon said as a smile broke on his face, one that was always somewhat curious to Mydei. How he could so boldly smile and nod to a man - An alpha at that - Like Mydei was lost on him. Did Phainon really lack the sense of challenge just like Mydei did regarding the other? Why?

“I’m quite tired, I’ll probably pass out here soon.” Mydei paused, studying the slight flicker of Phainon’s expression. Something that very briefly had wavered in his smile and eyes, something Mydei could only draw parallels to worry. “If that’s still fine wit-”

“Yes.” Phainon cut him off rather quickly before clearing his throat with a small cough, “Do whatever you need or want to. My home is your home.. Anyways, I hope you rest well, Mydei.” Mydei could only offer a small nod, watching as Phainon closed the guest bedroom door gently. Leaving Mydei’s gaze fixed on the door where Phainon had originally been. 

While the.. Rather polite sentiments were nice, Mydei did not share them at all. Everything smelled like Phainon. This was clearly all marked, scented, made to be known it all belonged to him. Even in the spare room the scent seemed to linger within it, just from a near proxy of being lived in by the alpha. 

Mydei fell backwards on the bed again, vaguely aware of the sticky wetness of his hair still clamping onto his skin as he did so, his legs dangling off the side again. How the hell did the day turn out like this?

 

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“Mydei..?” 

The voice calling to him was soft, as if almost frightened, distant.

 “Mydei?” 

The man in question rolled onto his back off his side at that, as if trying to move away from the voice attempting to rouse him. He lowered his arm that had been slung over his head in his sleep as he slowly blinked his eyes open, adjusting to the dimly lit room he was in. The unfamiliar bed, the unfamiliar walls and ceiling, he could only manage to blink a few more times before turning his head slightly to glance at the other alpha trying to stir him into wakefulness. Something that Mydei also was attempting to complete as he attempted to blink his sleep away.

“Did you forget to turn your alarm on..? Or do you just get up later?” The voice was still rather quiet, as if he was trying to be soothing as he spoke to Mydei.

Mydei took a moment to register the question silently, blinking at the white haired man before moving an arm to fumble about for his phone at the side of the borrowed pillow - The place where he always put it when he slept. Clicking it on to stare at the time numbly. 6:23. Mydei stared at the numbers for a moment more before clicking off his phone and tossing it to his side again. Only to press the palms of his hands against his face before giving way to a deep guttural groan. 

The other man in the room remained quiet - Motionless at this.

“I forgot.” Mydei finally mumbled the confession, his voice raspy from sleep and lack of use before he gave way to another yawn, slightly miffed at himself over it as he lowered his hands to cut a glance to Phainon again. Phainon had a small smile on his lips, an expression that seemed rather intensely soft and kind for an alpha that was staring down another alpha invading his living space. Mydei willing himself to sit up at that, only somewhat aware of the cold air touching his skin with the lack of blanket on him as he did.

“I understand. I have to go on ahead, I need to walk the dogs before we open. I’ll leave my spare key with you so you can lock the door once you leave.” Phainon paused his quiet ramblings for a brief second, his eyes flickering with an indecipherable emotion as he studied Mydei slightly, “I left some clothes in the bathroom as well, if you wanted to change into something that might fit you better.”

Mydei at that, still desiring to go back to bed offering a small hum of acknowledgement before moving a hand to run it through his hair, as if that would help him try to solve how ruffled and fluffed up it was. Going to bed with his hair wet was a mistake, trying to rein in his mane would be a sore issue this morning..

Phainon seemed keen on watching that movement to the most miniscule bit, even if Mydei had no idea of it as he had already tiredly resumed resting his eyes for a moment while sitting up. “Feel free to borrow anything you need, Mydei. Be it food, coffee, or just anything to begin your day with.. I’ll be off now.”

“Mm.. See you later, Phainon. .” Mydei was only halfway aware of how bad his voice must sound, only partially aware of a dull ache in the back of it. Phainon at those words froze, tensing up slightly. That growing familiar scent seemed to thicken now, something that made Mydei grip onto his consciousness quickly. Phainon’s annoyed scent. 

Mydei could only bring himself to scowl at Phainon, if he was going to be annoyed over Mydei stinking up his spare room he could have already left the room by now. Mydei gave way to a deep sigh out of pure frustration over this alpha that just couldn’t seem to make up his mind.

“Do you want me to wash the sheets and pillow for you?” Mydei asked, still fighting his own encroaching sleepiness as he spoke his words groggily. Phainon stood up a bit stiffer at that, “What? I can handle that.. You’re my guest, it's alright.” His soft yet slightly shocked voice was horribly betrayed by that scent he was not permeating the room with.  

Mydei removed his gaze from the man, finding he only grew more annoyed the longer he attempted to figure out any logic regarding Phainon’s behavior. Mydei didn’t have it in him to fight him on the matter anyways. “Okay.” Was all he offered instead, not finding it within him this early in the morning to argue with how dumb Phainon was constantly acting.

Phainon nodded in the corner of Mydei’s eye before walking past, “See you at work, don’t be late, sleepy head.” Phainon kept the same soft tone, soothing, kind, as if trying to be as gentle as possible. Effort that was wasted on a fellow alpha like Mydei who only stared at him rather incredulously over the nickname used for him there.

Phainon left the room without another word, yet left the door open, and Mydei found himself only keenly listening to see if he would truly leave Mydei alone in his home unattended. His complete bafflement came when he heard the front door open, and close. 

Mydei was left in the silence of Phainon’s home, the more awake he became, the more aware of just how invasive he felt over this. He was sitting in Phainon’s home, leaving his scent everywhere, surely the man would see it as a threat of some kind if he actually listened and didn’t wash it. But did he also want to use the man’s washer and dryer? Mydei moved to cover his face again, the situation was beyond frustrating. 

The other question on his mind was when had he shed his borrowed shirt in the night? He was attempting not to do that, but apparently in his sleep he most likely got frustrated with the snugness and removed it. He gave way to a deep sigh, one that was only mounting up more before he began to search the bed for it. 

Sure, Phainon had said he got more ‘better fitting’ clothes for him, but it’s not like he just wanted to leave the room messy anyways. Not when it had been so pristine at the beginning. Once he had located the shirt, he removed himself from the warmth of the bed, attempted to copy how the bed was made, and took his phone with him along with the shirt into Phainon’s bathroom. 

Mydei found himself staring at what was left out for him, a disposable toothbrush still in the plastic wrapping was baffling - Phainon must actually have guests over all the time. It wasn’t so far-fetched to believe an alpha with his good looks and puppy attitude didn’t have betas and omegas flocking to his bedroom doors. The key that was left beside it was what Mydei stared at for a brief moment - Something Phainon probably didn’t want him to have but no other choice since he was still in here.

Mydei felt himself scoffing as his gaze moved to the mirror. His hair was beyond rowdy from going to bed with it almost soaked, it seemed to be attempting to go anywhere but where it normally laid. Mydei would have to braid it like he used to, somewhat glad he at least kept his ponytail holder on his wrist, a hand moved to rub the wrist absentmindedly. Suddenly recalling how tightly Phainon had grabbed onto him. 

Mydei couldn’t puzzle it out. Why hadn’t Phainon just let him go? The excuse about having a crush on him was beyond bizarre, but if he had just let him go home he could have spent a long night with Castorice instead of an alpha stinking up his guest room all night. Smelling Mydei all night in his home probably had Phainon frustrated to hell - Mydei couldn’t quite blame him for immediately trying to protectively cover the scent of Mydei in the guest bedroom.

He discarded the thoughts - It didn’t matter, he would leave and Phainon after work could attempt to get rid of the scents all he wanted. Mydei would do his best not to trouble the man like this ever again, anyways. Mydei himself had been attempting to disregard how much everything smelled like Phainon. A scent that Mydei knew to usually address alongside annoyance over Mydei’s existence, an emotion lacking when it was simply lingering in Phainon’s home.

Mydei moved his attention to putting on the black shirt Phainon had left out for him, only keenly feeling his mind itch slightly over how deeply rooted this shirt did smell like Phainon. Once he popped it on over his head and wormed into the sleeves, he blinked at the mirror. A finger moved to the collar to drag it down a little. A v-neck? Mydei didn’t take Phainon as the type of person to wear things like that, but he supposed he did know nothing about how the man dressed for dates and what-not. 

At the very least it was less tight on Mydei’s chest, the short sleeves were fighting for their lives against the strain up his biceps. That was fine at least, the low cut of the v-neck was more awkward due to the difference in size between him and Phainon. Mydei opted to ignore it, continuing moving to braiding his hair neatly before focusing on brushing his teeth - Something he felt extremely weird about and grimaced as he realized he had forgotten to last night.

His eyes flicked to his phone - If he had been at his house he would have been late, but thanks to Phainon’s home being closer.. It was fine. He decided to forego snooping Phainon’s kitchen at all, disregarding his words of food or coffee and instead looked for the garbage can. Pausing for a moment as he looked at the toothbrush in his hand he had every intention of getting rid of for Phainon. 

He probably should just throw it away somewhere outside since his scent would be drenched all over it, huh? Mydei agreed with himself over the thought before moving to the exit, making sure to lock the top lock before bending down to slide the key under the door for Phainon. Something told him if he tried to return it to him at work he would decline politely and force himself to lie to Mydei over it. 

Mydei could only grimace at the idea of it. 

Such an extremely strange alpha.

 

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Work had been horribly uneventful; If you could throw away the fact Phainon could only think about the way Mydei had acted this morning. It was a level of vulnerability that Phainon felt graced by the Gods to be privy to this one time. It was also eternal damnation as he realized how irrefutably infatuated with Mydei he was. 

Mydei had so accidentally driven Phainon up the walls - Absolutely mad with how endearing he was trying to wake up. Phainon hadn’t intended to wake him up, he hadn’t! Mydei was a grown man, but as the minutes ticked past with no sign of any life from the guest bedroom - He had no choice but to intervene. Phainon knew based on the run time Mydei had said last night that if Mydei was at his house, he would have been running late.  Phainon also didn't expect to find Mydei now shirtless, leaving nothing to Phainon's imagination as he had fought against tracing those tatooes with his eyes across Mydei's toned chest.

He gave a sigh at the memory, the way his entire skin had broken into goosebumps over Mydei merely saying his name with a layer of sleep slurring his words slightly. Something that for once seemed to trigger Phainon’s alpha in a different sense than just over Mydei’s own intoxicating smell. Not to protect his territory, not to fight Mydei as another alpha. No. He wanted to tuck Mydei back into bed, he wanted to tell Mydei to rest well as Phainon pressed his mouth into the man’s neck inhaling his scent deeply, he wanted to provide for Mydei and keep him safe - Locked away for his eyes only. 

Phainon was beyond shameful as he thought more on it, unlocking his apartment dully, taking note there would be a rather significant lack of Mydei in there today. Well. The man himself. When Phainon opened his door he hesitated, immediately picking up Mydei’s still lingering smell.  His workday had been a lingering blur of thoughts of Mydei, the man in the back handling the cat area with Aglaea that day. And now the thoughts of  him seemed to haunt Phainon all the way home. 

Phainon closed his door behind him, feeling his heart lurch slightly as he looked down to take his shoes off - Seeing his spare key on the floor. He gave an exasperated exhale, he supposed he should have expected Mydei to be overly polite like that. Even if Phainon desperately wanted him to keep the spare key. 

Phainon picked up the key and moved to remove his shoes - Something he had neglected to do last night in his hurry to attend to the soaked cat named Mydei. Now with a horrible lack of his soaked cat, he moved to his bedroom before crashing into his bed, only to stare at the ceiling, the faintest scent of Mydei still lingering through the air teasingly.

How the hell was he supposed to be normal around that man? He was struggling beyond belief; Even their goodbyes at closing were awkward. Phainon rolled to his side on the bed, curling into himself. He had never found romance interesting, never sought anyone out, hell, he wasn’t even sure if he could recall having his first kiss. All of it felt wasted on him. And now he was a complete and utter mess over another alpha who clearly didn’t take his confession seriously. 

Phainon sat up without much thought, his feet moving on his own to the guest bedroom. It wasn’t a room that was ever used - Phainon didn’t like having guests over normally. They were too much of a hassle, and people would talk if you had betas and omegas over constantly. Even if nothing happened, it's not like people would believe you. 

As he flicked on the bedroom light he felt himself go taut as a bowstring. The familiar enchanting smell of Mydei was so heavy in the air here, Phainon had meant to wash the sheets, but found himself frozen in debate if he truly wanted that smell to leave his home. Phainon looked at the dresser, blinking slowly for a moment as he registered the folded stack of clothes on it. Mydei’s clothes that had got soaked in the rain and changed out of. He had forgotten them..?

Phainon ghosted his way to the dresser, picking up the clothes almost delicately - Vividly aware of how thick Mydei’s scent was lingering on them. His rational self told him to take them and wash them, to be kind and give them clean and dried back to Mydei the next shift they had together. Phainon, however, felt himself lose versus his unreasonable self as he instead took Mydei’s clothes and fell into the guest bed.

The bed that also smelled deeply of Mydei.

Phainon couldn’t help himself as he pressed that black turtleneck against his nose, it wasn’t quite just Mydei on it. It was the distant rain that clung to it mixed with Mydei’s scent of maple and hints of strawberries that clung to him. Addicting. Too addicting, Phainon found as he rubbed his head into the pillow. The pillow also had the touch of rain brewed into Mydei’s pheromones, most likely from his wet hair, but it was so intoxicatingly Mydei..

Phainon couldn’t help himself as he felt himself growing hard the more he thought about Mydei and took in the man’s pheromones. It was his own home, he was allowed to fantasize about the man of his dreams if he so pleased. Even if he felt his cheeks rising in heat at his growing erection.

It was hard not to.

Mydei was perfect, It was hard to find anything else to focus on if Mydei was near him. It was hard to attempt to be normal around him. It was a long night of laying in bed clutching his sheets, only dreading if Mydei was comfortable or not. If Mydei was happy or not. Or if Mydei was as restless in Phainon’s home as he was. 

The lingering scent of the other alpha was all Phainon could focus on as he moved his free hand to snake his pants down a bit, his underwear following suit immediately after. If he was really going to jerk off to the thoughts of his co-worker, he was at least going to do it as quickly as possible.

His hand moved to his tip slowly, rubbing at the precum that was already building there as he firmly kept the turtleneck to his face. His motions were slow, almost tauntingly so as he thought about Mydei. Would Mydei be willing to let Phainon fuck him? Phainon would be so gentle if he was worried about the lack of slickness due to being an alpha.. He would treat him so delicately until Mydei begged him for more.

Would Mydei use that deep husky tone that he had when sleep was fogging his mind? Phainon’s hand moved to begin pumping himself slowly, how would it feel if Mydei did this to him? Would he be a rough lover, or prefer to be gentle and kind? Edging, or hurrying Phainon to both their release? 

Phainon grit his teeth at the thought, releasing the turtleneck and allowing it to fall on his chest as he laid on his back, moving his now free hand to rub his tip roughly, keeping the other pumping the shaft. He tried to ignore it, ignoring how every movement was just something he hoped to do to Mydei, wanted to do to him. For him. 

Phainon couldn’t ignore the smell of Mydei tipping his sanity over the edge, his movements growing restless in between his own fingers as he quickly tried to rub one out. It was rough, almost enjoyable without lube gliding his hands and only precum for usage, but it wasn’t about being enjoyable. He needed this shame and guilt gone, with every pump that brought him closer to that he felt a bit more free. Or maybe he was just lying to himself about that.

He moved to focus more on his underside, wasting no time gently massaging his balls along with the underside as his other hand continued pumping, gaining a small gasp to be torn from his lips as he tilted his head back. Phainon attempted to focus on just the pleasure, the way his cock’s heat was building, mounting to his release, telling himself that it was just a much needed stress reliever. Even if his thoughts betrayed him at every turn, every breath in that he took of Mydei’s essence. 

Phainon let out a growl of a moan as he finally came to his finish, his mind blanking as the white liquid shot onto himself. His hips arched upwards over the chase of his high, hands still languidly moving across his cock, Phainon could only pause there as his mind came back to, eyes staring at the ceiling now dully. 

As he slowly slowed his stroking, painfully aware of how his hands were now much more lubricated with his own semen, he couldn’t help but glance at it all. The way he had managed to get some on Mydei’s sweater made an emotion he was unsure if he wanted to acknowledge just yet. A piece of him looked at the liquid with guilt, that he had just done that over the pheromones and thoughts of a new co-worker. That Mydei had trusted him enough to sleep here, and in trade Phainon had orgasmed over Mydei’s existence. 

The other piece however, a much deeper darker one, something Phainon knew must be his secondary gender - Felt this was a waste, that this should be going into Mydei in some shape or form, breeding him thoroughly.

Phainon sat there for a few more moments, feeling winded, ashamed, and unabashedly still head over heels for Mydei. He gave way to a deep sigh, almost mournfully.

Now he really did have to wash these covers.

Notes:

im colorblind i dont know what shade of blue phainon's eyes are LOL

Chapter 3

“The good news is Mydei is sick today,” Phainon’s head jerked up at that, his pen almost marking a straight line of ink across the page, “He’s sick ? Also how is that good news?!” Both questions tumbled out of the white haired man’s lips, the quickness of it made Aglaea shoot him a pointed glare over the desk.

“It’s good news because it means you won’t be releasing so many protective pheromones every time he’s near..” Castorice was the one to give an answer instead, shaking her head as she walked past where Phainon was sitting, who only threw her an incredulous look. Aglaea seemed to agree with this, nodding silently as she moved about.

“So, I will be handling the kitchen and the cat area for today,” Aglaea paused for a moment before she was about to pass the desk, her sharpened gaze falling on Phainon - Almost accusatorily. Phainon gave her a pouty stare in return, one that Aglaea rolled her eyes over, fully knowing he wanted to ask about Mydei. “Don’t know what he’s sick with. Maybe don’t make your cat boyfriend run through the rain next time.”

Phainon clicked his tongue at that, but he couldn’t deny that Mydei had sounded more raspy than normal after that. Almost like going to bed with your hair wet was normalized as a negative thing to do. It wasn’t Phainon’s fault! He had said Mydei could make himself at home and he had fully meant those words! Hell, Mydei could have snuggled with Phainon for warmth in his own bed that night and Phainon wouldn’t have fought against it.

Phainon’s hand twitched at the thought before he distractedly moved to tap the end of his pen on the documents he was going over. “I didn’t mean to.” Phainon offered almost feebly, knitting his brows in concentration to stare at the papers of veterinarian documents in front of him. “Should I give him apology soup?” A joke, more than anything, one that Castorice from across the room snorted at loudly.

“Not if you’re making it.”

“Hey! I never said that. I’d order some from somewhere.. If I knew what soup he liked..” Phainon attempted to snap back, only quieting down a bit when he felt a bit silly realizing he really didn’t know much about Mydei ashamedly. He knew barely even the barebones about him; He was good at cooking, had a slight temper, reserved, and loved cats. Great . And Phainon was already tripping over him like a lovesick buffoon. 

“Want his phone number to ask him yourself?” The question asked by Aglaea made all of Phainon’s previous worries fly out the window. To hell and back if he knew nothing about Mydei, he had plenty of time to learn! “It’d be nice of you since it’s the start of the weekend.” She mused onwards, humming in thought seemingly over how it was friday.

“You’d really give me his phone number?” Aglaea moved over to the desk, looking at the man who was now flabbergasted, his words were quiet, more like a plea than a question. “Phone.” She demanded with a hand outstretched over the desk. Phainon didn’t even think twice before scrambling to get it from his pocket and typing in his passcode, handing it to her. Phainon took his phone gingerly, typing for a moment in silence before handing it back. Almost, she snatched her hand backwards to cut a glare at him, jokingly, almost. “Make you still do your work, even with this power, alright?” 

Phainon mustered up his biggest puppy-esque pout face he could possibly manage; “When do I not?”

Apparently the wrong choice of words as that glare only narrowed, squinting at him, her voice thin and clipped. “Everytime Mydei is involved, actually.” Phainon could only offer a sheepish laugh at that as he raised a hand to rub nervously at the back of his neck. She kind of was right, anyways. Thankfully, she relented his phone back to him after that.

Aglaea shook her head as she watched him quickly move to investigate his own damned phone, “I know we’re not open yet, but try to save the flirting for after work hours.” Phainon gave a small hum in reply, and even he didn’t know if it was out of agreement or just acknowledging her words. 

Phainon hurriedly unlocked it to see that there was in fact a new added contact in his phone under the name ‘Mydei’. Phainon sucked in a tight breath of air as he tapped to open a new empty text window. 

 

Phainon; hihi!! its phainon! I hear youre sick.. do u want some delivery soup when im off shift
Phainon; or lunchtime i could run some by

Phainon put his phone down at that, hoping that Mydei had slipped off into a restful sleep after telling Aglaea he wasn’t coming in today. Hopefully. That was for the best for him after all. Phainon tried to push the all encompassing thoughts of Mydei out of his head - Trying to focus on looking over all the dog’s vaccinations and making sure everyone was up to date. He was really trying to not think about Mydei! He was! But his phone vibrating a few minutes later didn’t help his case as he flicked her eyes to the screen to see ‘Mydei’ on the notifications.

Phainon blinked at it for a moment before picking up his phone to unlock it and look at whatever Mydei had replied with. 

 

Mydei; Phainon? I’m alright. I don’t need more poison.
Phainon; poison?? you were poisoned??? food poisoning?
Mydei; ? No. I was calling your cooking garbage in a teasing manner. I don’t want any of your soup.
Phainon; ok. 1. mean. 2. youre not wrong i was going to buy you some from a restaurant if u wanted as takeout.
Mydei; Wow. Spoiling me?
Phainon; is that a yes
Mydei; No.
Phainon; 🥹but i feel guilty..

Mydei; For?

Phainon; we ran in the rain together.. now youre sick.. Im connecting the dots here

Mydei; You aren’t connecting shit.

Phainon; im pretty sure im connecting the dots here..

 

Phainon waited for a few seconds for a reply, but received nothing. Not even the three dots that kept informing him Mydei was still replying. He would have to concede that Mydei was done with him now. But also, Phainon wasn’t really very good at shutting up when Mydei was involved, he had discovered.

 

Phainon; think on it. ill bring soup later if u want. maybe 2 pm mydei changes his mind

Mydei; Right. And what if I’m just not a big soup fan?

Phainon; if theres something else you want i can easily get it instead

Mydei; Wow. How kind of you.

Phainon; 😌just let me know mr mydei

 

Silence again, and at that Phainon found himself sighing deeply and setting his phone down. He desperately needed to focus on his job, and not the insanely pretty blonde man that was sick and alone right now. Definitely not focus on him. Anything but him. 

But since his mind was still on the topic, the most cursed thing outside of Mydei’s stiff style of talking even in text had to be how Mydei turned off seeing ‘read’ receipts. Come on.. Who does that? 

Phainon found himself idly tapping his pen again before deciding to full-heartedly attempt to ignore Mydei today. He could do this, the dogs needed him, if any of them were missing their required shots before the next adoption day he would actually die. From shame, and also a bit of Aglaea breaking his spine in half - Probably.

Thus, Phainon locked in.

He locked in as much as you possibly could while trying not to think about his doomed love life, instead focusing on making sure guests were happy, answering questions about the dogs; Smiling warmly at the guests on their lovely dates. Nodding and waving goodbyes, patting the good dogs every now and then. 

He had instead focused his mind elsewhere; Everyone else's scents. 

As guests continued to come and go, he would focus on their scents, trying to see if any were half as alluring as Mydei’s to him. He was somewhat happy to say that no, no one came close, yet it only made him more confused as time went on. 

Alphas were always woody, deep scents that were not very interesting at all; Layers of musty earthy tones with hints of unpleasantness. Not at all like Mydei’s. There wasn’t much to smell from betas, and Phainon didn’t dare linger close enough to sniff them or the claimed omegas that came in - Lest he cause even more headaches for Aglaea. 

So all he could compare Mydei to was the other alphas who had no cares about flaring their scent protectively when Phainon was near. Not to say Phainon really cared, he wasn’t interested in whoever they were hand in hand with, they were all just minor footnotes in his observations of Mydei. 

Though their scents did burn his nose sometimes with how distasteful they were to him.

Thus Phainon offered them welcoming smiles all the same, even if his mind lingered on the fact that he didn’t quite realize if Mydei had ever released these threatening scents before. He couldn’t say if Mydei had ever even tried to warn him away before, and that made his mind reel in curiosity. 

As lunchtime rolled around, instead of lurking into the kitchen for his own messily made sandwich he found himself first grabbing his phone. 

 

Phainon; im on lunch break are you sure you dont want me to run something by your house for you?

Mydei; I’m positive. 

Phainon; 🥹 ok just let me know if u change your mind

Mydei; During your lunch break? You don’t have enough time for that.

Phainon; id figure it out!

Mydei; Right. Just eat your lunch.

Phainon; okayokay

 

Phainon heaved a sigh as he tucked his phone into his pocket, entered the back to where Aglaea was to retrieve his sandwich and froze under her gaze. Blinking at her innocently as those golden-green eyes stared intensely at him. As Phainon rather slowly took his sandwich from the fridge he turned to her, fakely sniffling dramatically for effect; “I’ve been focusing on work, I promise..”

Aglaea made a small snorting noise before leaning slightly on one of the kitchen counters. “Has he said yes to a food delivery?”

Phainon gave a deep sigh, his eyes moving to his sad little sandwich weakly as he unwrapped it from the saran wrap idly. “No..”

“Would you like for me to be the best wingman ever?” Aglaea asked, her voice was incredibly leveled, though a knowing smile lingering on her lips told Phainon she was absolutely teasing him. 

“Are you also going to ditch him and I alone in a restaurant?” 

Aglaea gave a huff of belated amusement over that. “No.” She paused a second, watching Phainon take a bite of his sandwich across the kitchen from her. “Let me know if he’s still playing hard to get when your shift ends.” 

Phainon found himself knitting his brows over that, Aglaea wasn’t the type to send him into a trap. But also he had no idea what mischief she could be cooking up, either. 

 

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Phainon; i got something for you!

Mydei; I don’t need it.

Phainon; but i already bought it and i dont want it..

Mydei; Give it to one of the girls, then? 

Phainon; but im outside your apartment door already too..

Mydei; ? What?

Phainon; knock knock open up

 

Mydei ceased typing at that, curiosity clearly winning as Phainon stood there waiting outside with a bag in hand. Just for Mydei!

Mydei in question, slowly opened the door, pausing as he swung it fully open once his eyes had completely registered Phainon was really right there. Amber eyes blinked once, twice, before they slowly narrowed. An expression of annoyance that Phainon only met with a beaming smile, mainly in an attempt to fight off the urge to sniff at Mydei. That deep maple scent that was always so addicting was immediately heavy in the air with the source of it and his home being fully in the open now.

The first thing Phainon noted was how tired Mydei looked, the rings beneath his eyes were not helping him look anywhere near rested. His usual complexion was paler, yet his nose almost was pink. It made Phainon blink curiously at it, with Mydei’s puffy eyes it almost looked like he had been crying. Phainon knew better than that, it was surely because he was just having a runny nose.

Phainon was thankful that Mydei’s attire was at least one that looked comfortable - The black shirt was baggy and so were the pants. The hope of Mydei actually resting was still alive! Phainon’s thoughts did stall however when he flicked his eyes over those pink fluffy houseshoes. Mydei didn’t seem to notice or simply didn’t care about his surprise over those however.

“Who.. Which one of them gave you my address?” Mydei’s pointedly asked question came out in a voice that made Phainon tilt his head, that normally low partly seductive octave was almost hoarse. Every word sounded raspy and dry as they left his lips. 

Phainon instead lifted the bag in his hand with the very specific cafe’s goods that he was instructed to go to, “Don’t worry about it. I got you some pomegranate cheesecake as a gift!”

Golden eyes drifted from Phainon’s face and lingered on the bag he was holding up to Mydei. Phainon felt him sweat a bit as that gaze stayed focused on the bag before Mydei gave a deep albeit knowing sigh, “Aglaea.” His tone was matter-of-factly and deadpan for how hoarse his voice sounded at the same time. 

“Fine.” Mydei continued his thoughts harshly, turning away from Phainon and leaving the door open as he walked through his apartment silently. Phainon however, remained standing there, blinking into the apartment as he watched a distant room’s light flick on. 

Silence.

He stood there in silence and waited. Sucking in the way Mydei’s scent hung heavy in the air, the way it drifted out of his apartment.. Phainon found himself shuffling his weight, simply waiting for Mydei. He didn’t have to wait long before Mydei walked into the hallway again, a look of pure confusion written on his features; “Are you just going to keep standing there or come in?” 

Mydei seemed to mull over his own words for the briefest second before sighing, “Smells too much like me in here, huh?” Words that made Phainon’s empty hand twitch before he rather ashamedly swiftly stepped inside and moved to shut the door behind him. “No, It’s fine!” It wasn’t. It did smell too much like Mydei, but Phainon knew it wasn’t in the way Mydei thought. 

Phainon turned to face that man again, Mydei’s expression looked less than convinced as he gave an overly-dramatic eyeroll, “Whatever.”

Phainon almost held his breath as he watched Mydei disappear into that lit room again, his eyes betraying him and looking around nervously. The smell of Mydei being soaked into everything was absolutely divine - He had never been somewhere so intoxicating, even as he dragged his eyes over the rather bare walls he couldn’t ignore how light and airy he felt. 

Before he decided to follow Mydei he paused, moving to remove his shoes politely, hesitating as he admired the rather neatly assembled assortment of Mydei’s shoes to the side of the door in the entryway. Phainon admired how neat the man was for a moment before gently placing his own alongside them, handling the bag of cheesecake delicately as he went before slowly moving to follow where Mydei had gone.

“Do you own a cat?” Phainon asked into the empty air as he slowly turned the corner, eyes falling on the sick alpha that had his back away from him, seemingly looking for something in his kitchen. 

“No.” Mydei’s raspy voice said, “I’m allergic.” He added on, deadpan and flatly like normal.

Phainon moved slowly to pass by the man, making a goal to put the gift down on the deep dark oak wooden table for him. His mouth fell open slightly, before he exhaled deeply, trying his best not to drink in Mydei’s scent too much and lose himself. Instead trying to gather up his thoughts. “You’re.. Allergic to cats? But you work around them?”

“No. I was joking.” 

Phainon had to ignore the way Mydei looked at him, that slight smirk and a shimmer of amusement seeming to gleam in tired looking eyes. Phainon had to ignore the way that soft expression made his heart do a small lurch against his ribcage.

“Oh.” Phainon said intelligently with a slow nod, instead now just watching as Mydei neared to actually look in the bag for himself, tilting his head. 

“You bought an entire cheesecake? Why not just like... A slice or two?”

Phainon felt himself tense over the question, not out of fear, but pure embarrassment. The memory of walking into the cafe, wondering how much Mydei would want, remembering how everyone teased it was Phainon’s fault he was sick, and proceeded to buy an entire cheesecake for him out of guilt.

“Oh, so now Mr. Sickly is going to complain about free sweet treats?” 

Mydei made a small scoffing noise before he removed it from the bag, “ Nonsense . I’d never do that.” Phainon could only watch as Mydei gently handled the encased cheesecake with a level of gentleness as he moved about his kitchen. Those words Aglaea had texted him hung in the air much like Mydei’s intoxicating deeply sweet scent - ‘Food is his love language.’.

Phainon would have to agree as blue eyes swept the kitchen, it was very clearly used, an assortment of tools laying about neatly and orderly, yet Phainon’s keen eyes could see the scratches in the metal of utensils giving way to years of use and love. Mydei moved to remove a knife, and two plates along with forks, Phainon felt himself saying he didn’t want any dying on his tongue. Mouth going dry over the idea of denying Mydei anything currently. 

His eyes could only study Mydei’s intense concentration - As if he was utterly exhausted in his rather sloppy movements compared to normal. It made Phainon’s hand twitch as he moved to the counter Mydei was currently beside as he was slicing into the cake. “Do you want any help? You’re the sick one you know.”

Phainon almost immediately regretted how close he had moved to Mydei, the entire apartment was laced with Mydei’s scent, but being up close to the actual person and source was much different - Phainon felt himself struggling to focus as Mydei’s vibrant eyes moved to him curiously. Mydei seemed to pause for a moment as Phainon pushed past his own mental struggles, attempting to hold his breath as he tried to nudge Mydei to the side. 

“Go sit down..”

Mydei seemed to contemplate with a rather annoyed expression that before brushing past Phainon at that, leaving Phainon a bit baffled by the lack of fight Mydei had offered up. Phainon instead moved to unlatch the plastic covering from the cheesecake, “How much do you want?” Phainon asked as he inspected the knife Mydei had left to the side.

“Surprise me.”

Phainon made an amused hum as he looked to Mydei who had instead taken to sitting down at the table, he looked exhausted to say the least. His arms were neatly crossed against his chest and he was leaning far into the chair - Eyes closed from what Phainon could tell. 

“The entire cheesecake was the surprise. .” Phainon murmured as he looked away, instead cutting a slide he would deem as ‘medium’ in proportion before plating it and setting the knife down on the cheesecake’s platter. Moving back to the table to give the plate and fork to Mydei, who only seemed to mumble out his ‘thank you’ softly as he eyed the plate being delicately placed before him.

Phainon blinked at him, a piece of him wanted to be polite and put up the rest for Mydei, but he also didn’t know if Mydei would snap at him for intruding that far into his very clearly beloved kitchen. So he instead took residence in the other vacant chair across from Mydei wordlessly, even if those fierce golden eyes trailed after him. 

“.. You aren’t having any?” Mydei broke the silence, still sounding almost more seductive than normal with that laced hoarseness under his voice. Phainon felt guilt prick at him for even thinking such a thing in the first place, however. 

Phainon shook his head lightly before giving Mydei a beaming smile from across the table, “All yours!”

Mydei made a small sniffling noise before uncurling his arms and moving one to prop his head up onto it with the table, saying nothing as he instead cut into the dessert with the fork. Phainon leaned back slightly, blinking at Mydei, waiting to see if Mydei gave it a good review. 

Aglaea’s very stern text explicitly said a cafe name and to make sure it was specifically pomegranate cheesecake. 

So unless Aglaea had sent him to his doom, Mydei was certain to enjoy it, right?

Mydei said nothing though, his eyes only focused on a spot to his side on the floor as he ate a few bites before he gave a small sigh, setting down his fork on the plate to cast a blank stare to Phainon.

“What do I smell like to you?”

The question made Phainon’s mouth instantly fall agape as he stared at Mydei, feeling his mind reeling over the simple question. “What you.. Smell like?” Phainon parroted, dragging his eyes across Mydei’s rather blank facial expression. Besides looking tired and well, sick, Mydei barely wore an expression on his sleeve. Instead seeming rather deadpan facially. 

“Yeah.” Mydei spoke flatly yet again before he turned his head slightly, staring at nothing, making Phainon swallow harshly when he realized Mydei was sniffing his own shoulder before Mydei gave a shrug. “Just curious.”

“I’ve heard what omegas and betas say I smell like, so I was just curious what I smelled like to another alpha.” Mydei mused, giving a somewhat throat clearing noise after that before taking another bite of the cheesecake. An act Phainon watched and felt his heart threatening to choke him over as he saw pink hues creeping onto Mydei’s features - Obviously growing embarrassed by the prolonged silence of Phainon.

But what could Phainon say?

He had remembered what he thought Mydei smelled like didn’t line up with what Castorice had said - at all. Mydei’s scent was sweet, warmth beneath it, intoxicatingly enchanting. Mydei smelled more like how people said omegas smelled than fellow alphas. Phainon found himself putting his hands in his laps, fiddling with his own fingers idly. He could lie - But what was the point? He already had embarrassingly said he had a crush on Mydei, how much worse could it get? He didn’t quite know if Mydei even believed the crush thing, though..

“You smell..” Phainon started, feeling himself trail off as blue eyes met golden, this man could easily see through him. It made being honest so much harder. Phainon swallowed hard as he broke eye contact, moving his eyes to admire Mydei’s rather blank kitchen walls. “You smell deeply of maple, and sometimes strawberries if I’m close enough.” 

Phainon’s voice was level, as if this was something completely natural to tell another alpha. That other alpha in question only threaded his bows, staring at Phainon rather incredulously. Phainon slowly dragged his eyes back to look at Mydei, who immediately just looked down at the cake before him before taking another bite, taking a few silent heart beats to eat it before he spoke. 

“Is your nose broken , or..?” Mydei flatly asked, as he moved to instead take another bite of the cake before huffing out a small laugh. Seeming to be overly amused by what Phainon had said he smelled like, drawing a laugh from Phainon nervously. He shouldn’t have expected Mydei to take him seriously, he guessed.

“Are you saying you think you smell differently? What do I smell like to you, then?” Phainon prodded a bit, a playful smile on his lips that disappeared rather quickly when Mydei leaned a bit forward at the question. Phainon watched those movements, tensing intently as he realized Mydei was boldly attempting to sniff him before leaning back again, dully focusing on his cheesecake.

“Don’t remember.” Mydei answered, making Phainon choke out another laugh, somewhat strained and embarrassed over how easily Mydei could make his heart lurch with joy. How easily Phainon would have let Mydei bury his face into the crook of his neck if he simply asked Phainon.. 

“Is your nose broken?” Phainon decidedly teased back, giving him a lopsided grin as he watched Mydei returning to his mission of handling his slice of cheesecake. Mydei only shrugged around his bite of food.

“I’m sick,” Mydei paused, golden eyes narrowing to Phainon, “It would be natural if it was.”

 Phainon nodded at that, giving another soft laugh, “That’s fair.”

“You smell slightly woody,” Mydei spoke, his brows still slightly knitted as he gave a deep sigh, “Kind of has the smallest hint of vanilla, probably really appealing to most people.”

Phainon only gave a smile at that, biting down slightly on the inside of his cheek as the question of ‘Are you a part of most people?’ died on his tongue mournfully. Instead Phainon gave a small hum, moving a hand to tap his fingers against the smooth wood rhythmically.

“Is the cheesecake good?” Phainon inquired instead, moving to give Mydei a soft smile. It was a genuine question! He had hoped to lighten Mydei’s sickly mood, just a bit. 

Mydei paused before slightly licking his fork, an action that Phainon almost felt himself shudder for - Thankful his second free hand could instead clench into itself grounding him painfully. 

“Decadent. She truly does know all my favorite things.” Mydei almost mumbled it out, and something about that itched against Phainon’s skull. A nasty feeling - One he had never really felt before meeting Mydei, and one he felt even worse for if he acknowledged its name. Jealousy. Phainon exhaled inaudibly as he watched the other alpha continue to  eat, blissfully unaware of the impact every action he took had on Phainon.

“Are you and Aglaea.. Close?” Phainon tried to force those words out innocently, maybe not convincingly judging by the visible twitch of Mydei’s facial expression. Phainon took note of the way Mydei didn’t quite meet his gaze, instead focusing on his fork and the few remaining bites of his treat.

“We’ve known each other for years,” Mydei paused, blinking slowly before giving a scoff, “I’m not interested in her like that, if you’re worried about that.” Phainon could only watch the steady movements of Mydei mindlessly, he was worried. But he knew he wasn’t worried for the reason Mydei was assuming of him. 

“She knows too much blackmail about me for that.” Mydei continued with a small grimace over his own thoughts before giving an exasperated sigh, moving to put the last piece of cheesecake into his mouth. The movement registered as bitter as Mydei put the fork on the plate and leaned back with his eyes fluttering closed. From the angle Mydei was in, Phainon could see those curious tribal tattoos creeping up his neck. A thing Phainon desperately wanted to ask further about. 

Phainon moved to put an elbow on the table amusedly as he propped his head up, admiring the alpha across from him now that his eyes were closed. Mydei was really quite stunning - Well toned, and every moment Phainon looked at Mydei he fought down the memory of those tattoos across muscled covered forearms curled around himself sleepily in Phainon’s guest room.

Hell. Phainon had to fight down the shame over that guest room in general. Blue eyes instead wandered the sleek kitchen, it was extraordinarily plain, not at all what Phainon would have thought. 

Phainon swallowed his thoughts to give a low teasing whistle,  “Really? You have that much blackmail to hide?”

Mydei gave a small hum of acknowledgement over those words but said nothing, making Phainon raise a brow as his eyes moved to study the man again. Mydei was still keeping his eyes closed, something about the sight made Phainon’s heart flutter just a tiny bit. He wasn’t able to discern if it was the fact Mydei seemed so off guard, or just the way Mydei seemed utterly exhausted. Maybe the latter wouldn’t make him feel such emotions, though. 

Phainon debated his options here. He could speak up and ruin Mydei’s inner peace at this moment. Or he could stand up and leave and let Mydei rest - But that also meant leaving Mydei willingly. 

Or.. Phainon opted to silently fishing his phone from his pocket, tapping at Aglaea’s messages to lazily text the ‘Mydei cheesecake review’ to her.

 

Phainon; i owe you one so bad

Aglaea; Mhm. I assume that means he still caves for sweet treats.

Phainon; he sure does 🥹

 

Phainon glanced over his phone, checking to make sure he had no missed notifications before flicking his eyes back to Mydei who still hadn’t moved. Phainon blinked for a few breaths, while Mydei looked as gorgeous as ever peacefully sitting there; Phainon was stuck on the fact Mydei was just sitting in a wooden chair like that. 

Yeah, Mydei was beautiful - As jaw dropping as ever sitting up with his arms crossed over his chest and eyes closed! But.. Was it even comfortable? Moreso, as Phainon kept his phone in hand and stared at Mydei, he felt himself tilt his head slightly.

Was Mydei even still awake?

Phainon’s eyes dropped down to Mydei’s chest, focusing on the steady rise and fall of it beneath those strong arms laced over the top of it.

Surely not.. Right? No way. No way.. Riiight?

Yet Phainon sat there, nearly holding in his breath as Mydei simply didn’t move, didn’t open his eyes, didn’t do anything. He just sat there across from Phainon silently, rather peacefully. Phainon, on the other hand, was feeling anything but at peace. He would liken this to a ‘gay breakdown and or panic’ of not knowing what to do in this situation. He had not planned for a scenario where Mydei ate the gifted cheesecake and then promptly fell asleep in his kitchen dining room. 

Phainon tightened his grip on his phone, slowly typing to Aglaea once again.

 

Phainon; he fell asleep…

Aglaea; Alright?

Phainon; no no like he ate the cheesecake. and fell asleep still sitting up in his chair.

Aglaea; Oh. Yeah he does that.

Phainon; what the hell do you mean he does that.

Aglaea; He’s very much like a cat. I’m convinced he can sleep anywhere.

Aglaea; You should feel honored, at least he’s comfortable enough to fall asleep around you.

Phainon; woah… wait you’re right… i didnt consider that

Aglaea; I usually am.

 

Phainon clicked his phone off and pocketed it again silently at that, he couldn’t lie! That did make his brain feel a bit fuzzy over realizing Mydei really did have his guard down enough to just fall asleep! Though, Phainon couldn’t help but admit it may be the fact Mydei is also sick working for Phainon currently. But a win is a win and he’s taking this one!

Phainon’s eyes gave the man a one over again before giving a small huff of a sigh inaudibly and leaning back in his own chair - Eyes wandering about the kitchen curiously. The walls were a deep maroon, kind of a curious color for a kitchen in Phainon’s opinion. But what did he know about interior design? Sure he hadn’t seen kitchen walls painted like that, but it went well with the dark wood interior within it.

The cabinets were the same color as the table - A rich dark oak color with black countertops beneath them. Phainon moved slightly to inspect the chair he was sitting on as quietly as possible, it too, had a red cushion that he was sitting on along with red for the backing of it. Phainon blinked at it before sitting correctly again - No longer twisting to look at it.

His wandering eyes instead found their way to a distant digital clock on the counter, one that he found himself staring at to keep his sanity. He feared he may actually lose it if he focused on the sleeping man directly in front of him. But for how long could he possibly just sit at a table silently with the only person he’s ever felt any romantic attraction to? 

Phainon felt a bit doomed. 

Every breath he took was a reminder of what exactly was just within grasp - A sleepy sick Mydei with a scent that sang of sweet nothings. The only scent that Phainon had ever been drawn to. And Mydei was just asleep, unknowingly taunting Phainon! 

So, Phainon sat, choking down his woes and frets of that deep maple scent with distant strawberries - Sat there watching the clock tick.

And tock.

And tick.

Until he felt himself sighing after twenty minutes, he could have stayed there longer! Truly! He did enjoy every time he looked at Mydei’s restful face but when Mydei’s head tipped forward and looked uncomfortable to Phainon.. Phainon stood up! Enough was enough!

Honestly. Phainon had thought him standing up would wake up Mydei, yet the man made no movements at all, his head still hanging over his chest in an awkward angle. 

Phainon tilted his head at that as he moved to Mydei’s side, curious if that would wake up Mydei.

Nothing.

Phainon bit into his cheek absentmindedly before leaving the kitchen to snoop. He had good intentions, okay! He just needed to know where , first.. His feet lead him to the first unknown door, it was already ajar and clearly the bathroom. He disregarded that one for now, instead moving onwards to the next closest closed door. He opened it rather slowly, still trying to remain quiet, before tilting his head to look into it in the dim lighting from the distant kitchen.

Phainon blinked, it was dark, nighttime was falling so the window in the room was barely any aid in his quest, but he could clearly see a bed in there. It helped that Mydei’s pheromones were practically drenching the room. Phainon clenched a hand into a fist before giving a sigh - Turning on heel to return to the asleep man in the kitchen.

Phainon could only stare at the sleeping man nervously now - Sure! He had worked out a plan in his head! But actually executing it? Woah.. The plan might not be the only one being executed if he’s unlucky enough. Phainon took a moment to consider if he really could just carry Mydei - He couldn’t be that heavy, right? There was also the fact the alpha might try to bite his head off for this as well however.. 

Phainon was opting to ignore that!

Phainon took in one last deep breath of somewhat Mydei scent free air before lowering himself slightly, hooking an arm under Mydei’s legs and a second one beneath his shoulders. The whole ‘lifting a sleeping man’ process was a bit harder than he expected, but with a bit of readjusting himself he had it under control! He was rather thankful Mydei had slept with his arms crossed over his chest, it made it a bit easier! Now, if only he could get his emotions under control along with the bridal style carry. 

This was the hard part of all this.

Way harder than he had actually expected it to be - Not due to Mydei’s weight or body physique, no. It was due to the fact that Phainon had not accounted for what it would feel like to have Mydei’s body pressed against his own. What it would be like to have that scent too close to him, desiring to rub his own scent into Mydei. What it was like to have Mydei’s head gently laying against his shoulder..

Phainon let out a shaky breath of his last remaining shards of resolve as he turned with the man in his arms gently, he would put him to bed, clean up, and leave! Easy and simple and completely innocent!

“.. What are you doing?” 

Not easy or simple, Phainon would find as a soft mumbling of breath brushed into his neck. Phainon tightened his grip slightly, making sure even if Mydei decided to start wriggling free of his hold he wouldn’t fall uncomfortably or awkwardly. Phainon forced himself to carry his beaming smile like always as he looked to Mydei in his arms. The blonde haired man only stared back with a scowl on his face - Clearly mortified over the happening situation and making no attempt to hide it in his current state of mind.

“Helping you to bed! You looked uncomfortable there, you know?”

Phainon looked away as he spoke, making his way rather swiftly and with purpose through Mydei’s house - Very aware of those golden cat eyes burning a hole into his skull along with how tense Mydei felt now. A part of Phainon felt guilty, Mydei probably was having an intense inner battle with his alpha, meanwhile Phainon couldn’t help but want to drink deeper into Mydei’s scent that was dangerously close now.

Phainon moved into the room he had identified just because as Mydei’s bedroom, before delicately putting down the man into the bed. He paused for a minute over Mydei’s rigid silence before disregarding it. What’s done is done, he figured. Instead now moving to cover the man up - He paused for a second, his eyes in the dimly lit room falling on those pink fluffy house shoes Mydei was still wearing. Phainon plucked those off rather easily and put them on the floor beside Mydei’s bed. A noise that earned a weird hissing sound from Mydei, one that Phainon couldn’t quite decipher the emotion of. 

Phainon moved to grab the blanket to tuck in Mydei - More So to be annoying than the actual act of it now that he knew Mydei was awake. He paused however as he moved it on top of the motionless Mydei.

“Mydei,” Phainon started slowly, blinking into the dark room as he could barely focus on the man who was propped up on a pillow exactly where Phainon had laid him gently. “Can I do something to you? Just this once?”

The silence of the room felt suffocating for a few seconds before Mydei heaved out a tired sigh, “You brought me my favorite cheesecake, it’s only fair for this one time. What is it?”

Phainon didn’t answer that, instead moving closer to Mydei, bending a bit as he focused on the man. Even in the dark those fierce amber eyes were piercing, Phainon had trained himself by now to ignore that however as he moved a hand to Mydei’s neck. 

Slowly finding the crook of Mydei’s neck, pushing Mydei’s shirt down just a tiny bit and gently rubbing his wrist against the skin there, his boldness today outweighed his better judgement it seemed. Only vaguely aware of the way Mydei’s eyes went into shock over the action and mouth had fallen agape, or the way his body had gone rigid over the action. 

Phainon didn’t stop at that reaction though, continuing his scenting of Mydei while he still had pushed over this boundary like the dog he was. A piece of Phainon was purring in satisfaction over it, the mingling of their two scents on Mydei’s body in such a well guarded location..

“You..” Mydei’s rough voice spoke hoarsely, something that Phainon gave a nervous laugh over as he removed his hand from Mydei’s neck.

“Sorry sorry, hope you rest well!” Phainon spoke softly, as if he was trying to coax a feral cat into trusting him. Maybe he was! “I’ll put up the cheesecake for you.” Phainon kept his wide smile on his lips, maybe not for Mydei’s sake in the dim lighting, but for his own. His own selfishness of boldly seeking to scent Mydei and being allowed to do so, the lack of fight Mydei had put up made Phainon’s heart rise to his throat.

But Phainon guessed there was always a thing as a late reaction as he turned away and moved to leave the room, only to feel his breath leave him as a tight grip found it’s around his waist. Phainon could only gasp as his back slammed into the mattress, a significant lack of Mydei there as the other alpha now loomed above him - Arms caging Phainon beneath him by placing both hands beside Phainon's head on the bed. Phainon dared not to even allow himself to think about the way Mydei’s legs were pressed against his own for his own ever thinning sanity to stay intact. He'd allow that to shatter when he got home, at least!

Phainon blinked a few times, staring upwards at the rather angry appearing Mydei. Now that Phainon could see Mydei’s face a bit more - A mix of light and his eyes adjusting to the dimness of the room - He could clearly tell the man appeared almost flustered. Mydei’s slight snarl however, did not match the emotion causing the red hue bleeding into the tips of his ears.

“You scented me.” The accusation was barely above his snarled tone, Phainon felt the sentence sounded more confused and a question than a statement. 

Phainon could only stare upwards into golden eyes that was searching his own for answers, the way Mydei’s hair cascaded a bit downwards, the way those locks of hair curled into red beautifully. Everything about Mydei made Phainon’s breath hitch to where he could only offer a shallow and brittle pained laugh before speaking.

“I did.” 

Phainon had already pushed his luck, so he dared to push it further. What did he have to lose? Mydei’s pheromones were overriding all his logic at this point, the sickly sweet of it was demolishing him. How was he supposed to stay focused and act normal when Mydei was quite literally on top of him and Phainon was lying where it would smell the most like Mydei possible. This was heaven, he had found the golden gates already.. They were simply Mydei’s glaring eyes. 

Phainon tilted his head slightly against the bedding he was pressed into. It wasn’t like Mydei was holding him down, but Phainon wasn’t going to fight it if Mydei wanted him in his bed either, so it didn’t actually matter if Mydei used force to hold him or not. He’d stay right where Mydei preferred him to be.

Mydei’s face over that reply seemed to flicker in between emotions that Phainon couldn’t quite decipher before he seemed to land on donning confusion, “Why?” The question was said extremely softly, like Mydei didn’t quite have a grasp on reality at hand. Maybe he didn’t, Phainon couldn’t say.

“Aren’t alphas supposed to be protective of their loved ones?” Phainon’s reply was a tease, he gave a small laugh along with it but watched rather nervously as Mydei’s jaw seemed to tighten over that.

Phainon wished Mydei wasn’t sick right now, wished he wasn’t feeling any ounce of unhealthiness. Wished that his voice wasn’t low and raspy, giving a horribly seductive tone to all of his spoken words. “Loved ones?” 

Mydei eyes seemed to move about Phainon’s face searchingly, his brows becoming knitted in the dark lighting before he gave a small huffing noise. One that Phainon didn’t know if it was in annoyance or sheer exasperation over the situation. “You are an idiot.”

Phainon could only give a weak smile at that, “You can scent me back, if you want. But I think being pressed into your bed already did that enough.”

Mydei was silent at that, searching Phainon’s face with those words before effortlessly pushing away from the other alpha and onto the other half of his bed. Giving a rather obnoxiously loud sigh as he moved his hands to cradle his own head. “I have such a headache. Go home .” His tone was coarse, more tired sounding than anything else as he spat out the words. 

Phainon moved in the rather soft sheets, turning ever-so-slightly to look at Mydei who now was curling in on himself. Phainon debated saying something, but the sense of encroaching dread told him not to. 

He instead opted to leave the room without another word, shutting the door softly behind him. Phainon couldn’t risk taking a last look at the man, he had bigger plans as he immediately had to grapple with the fact that he probably had just hurdled himself leaps and bounds across every boundary Mydei had ever set. Phainon moved away from Mydei’s bedroom door, instead hustling a bit into the kitchen.

Phainon debated washing the dishes for Mydei - But the rational part of Phainon screamed that he was overstaying his welcome by miles. Instead simply moving the dirty dishes Mydei had used into his sink, praying the man wasn’t angry over dirty dishes in there. Before he moved to glance at the spare fork and plate Mydei had obtained for Phainon.

Phainon gave a sigh before he moved to copy where he had seen Mydei looking through drawers, placing the clean fork up neatly with the other utensils Mydei kept in the one closest to his fridge apparently. The plate? Phainon blinked as he looked around the kitchen, before rolling his shoulders. He had just scented the man, going through his kitchen cabinets was probably one of his lesser offenses of the night. 

Once that was settled, he removed the dirty knife from the cheesecake platter and added it to the dirty dishes in the sink - Once again mentally pleading that Mydei would be fine with such an affront to his clean kitchen. Phainon thought putting the cheesecake up would be easy! He was wrong, he could only blink over how well stocked Mydei’s fridge was. Clearly, not a fan of eating out it seemed. 

Phainon didn't mean to go through his things - Really! But he couldn’t help it.. It was right there!

The first thing that made Phainon blink was the amount of condiments the man owned, but perhaps that was the difference between being a cook and burning everything you touched.. Phainon wheezed out a sigh, trying his best not to snoop as he pushed a few bottled drinks to the side. Mainly taking note of how many sports drinks the man actually owned as he made enough room for the cheesecake. Sliding it snuggly in and shutting the fridge with a deep sigh. Phainon stepped away silently, giving the kitchen a once over before deciding it was clean enough before fishing out his phone from his pocket.

 

Phainon; dont fire me but i think mydei may want me dead and hate me forever and ever

Aglaea; What did you do? Wasn’t he just asleep?

Phainon; i fought my inner demons and they won so bad

Aglaea; What does that entail, exactly?

Phainon; its so over. I did something so dumb.

Aglaea; Phainon, I am not solving your riddles three. Use your words.

 

Phainon stared at the text before coming to terms with the fact that he had no idea how to explain what he had just done to Mydei. He slowly clicked off his phone at that before turning off the kitchen light and moving quickly to leave the apartment, pausing in front of Mydei’s bedroom door before sighing inaudibly. Shoo’ing himself to leave the apartment with his better judgement and last shreds of dignity intact, and to just leave the poor sick man alone.

 

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Mydei finally sat up in his bed once he heard the distant click of his front door - Securing that he was alone once again in his own home. 

Even as he sat in the now very dark room, he fumbled a bit looking for his phone before slamming into his bed again. His mind was blank. Confusingly so. For the first time since meeting Phainon his dormant secondary gender had been riled up - And it wasn’t ever how he had expected it to. He had never expected Phainon to be so.. Outrageously bold with his decisions and scenting him, nor had Mydei considered his inner alpha may react to such a thing. 

Never could he have considered it would show its teeth in desire of wanting to be the one scenting Phainon, not the other way around.

Mydei could only roll slightly in his bed before landing on just staring at the dark ceiling above him. 

Was Phainon actually insane?

That was the only logical explanation Mydei could find himself landing on, no sane alpha would be offering to let another scent each other. That should be Mydei’s line of thought! If not for the fact he hadn’t exactly fought against Phainon doing just that to him. Mydei could only rub his face with his hands before giving way to a distressed and somewhat annoyed groan over the thoughts. 

Now his bed even smelled of Phainon too, hauntingly so. Mydei couldn’t help but feel even more flustered over when he had reprimanded Phainon, Phainon only seemed to enjoy it. The way his pheromones had only gotten stronger, as if he enjoyed the fact he was in Mydei’s bed and pinned beneath another alpha. Mydei wasn’t even quite sure if Phainon realized he was doing such a thing. And yet..

‘I think I have a crush on you, Mydei.’ Those words were said so easily by Phainon now were ringing in Mydei’s head. They were a string of words together so bizarre that Mydei had easily written them off. Yet the more Mydei stared into the darkness of his room, it was becoming more real by the second that Mydei wasn’t sure he could keep telling himself Phainon was messing with him.

Mydei rolled again, returning to his earlier self assigned task of finding his phone he discarded somewhere in his blankets over his shock of Phainon claiming to be outside his apartment. Once located, he immediately unlocked it, moving quickly to tap into Aglaea’s messages.

 

Mydei; You.

Aglaea; Me?

Mydei; You sent a literal puppy-incarnate shaped pipe bomb to my doorstep.

Aglaea; Oh. Phainon. He said he did something stupid.

 

Mydei, lying on his back, stared at that message. He should agree, it was dumb. But that gnawing feeling in the pit of his stomach that kept churning in his, that feeling of wanting to rub his own scent back onto Phainon that he had felt ever so briefly was not letting him out of its clutches. 

 

Mydei; Something like that.

Mydei; He has no idea what the words personal space mean.

Aglaea; That’s part of the ‘puppy-incarnate’ side of him, I believe. You’re just receiving the brunt of it.

 

Mydei leaned his head back against some of his collection of pillows, he really did have a killer migraine - And these plaguing thoughts of Phainon’s weird behavior were not really helping him in any regards with soothing that. While he did appreciate Phainon bringing him his secret guilty pleasure, he did not appreciate the extra stress suddenly added on top of that. 

If Mydei even tried to think of other things, the pheromones Phainon had immediately set out to seep into Mydei’s bed brought him right back to that man. 

Worst of all - Mydei couldn’t even tell if Phainon actually smelled good or bad. 

His inner secondary gender that usually riled itself up over other alphas, giving Mydei a rather poor time dealing with other ones, was always exceptionally quiet around Phainon. Well, Outside of today, but Phainon wasn’t usually so.. Handsy either. Mydei could only groan out his frustrations as the scent of oak and vanilla with a tinge of citrus deep beneath it haunted his senses.

Thus, he took up texting the main perpetrator once again.

 

Mydei; I’ll end up neutering your dog if he keeps this up.

Aglaea; Oh?

Aglaea; He’s never been really territorial, so it’s quite shocking that you’re having problems with him over that. I thought you two would be a good match given your.. Temper and his therefore lack of one.

Mydei; Don’t play coy with me, Aglaea.

Aglaea; My. What ever could you mean, Mydeimos?

 

Mydei clicked his tongue at that, squinting at his phone in the darkness. Aglaea and Castorice knew damned well what was going on with Phainon, if he was being serious about having a crush on Mydei he had certainly yapped about it to those two. 

 

Mydei; He scented my neck today.

Aglaea; Oh.

Aglaea; Oh my.

Aglaea; Did you attack him for it? How wounded is he? That’s my dearest pet dog, you know.

Mydei; He’s fine. You have other dogs at work, anyways.

Aglaea; Really? Quite benevolent of you.

Mydei; I think he mentally ‘wounded’ both of us enough.

Aglaea; Ah. Yes. He sure did stop replying to me when I asked what happened.

Mydei; He’s doesn’t know how to confess his crimes, I’m sure.

Aglaea; He assumes you want him dead and ‘hate him forever and ever’.

Aglaea; His words, not mine.

Mydei; I could tell.

 

Mydei gave a scoffing noise at that, tapping out of Aglaea’s dms to stare at the unadded contact number that had been texting him today. The one he knew to be Phainon. Even as he blinked at the phone number he couldn’t quite work out what to say to him. He raised a hand to rub one of his temples idly, this was not how he had expected his sick day to go by any means. 

Mydei had always opted in a life of an introvert, preferring a good book or workout instead of finding alphas he meshed with and partying or whatever they did. He wasn’t quite sure. He also never sought out relationships, a second person to keep up with just felt like a handful. The idea of an alpha of all things having any romantic interest in him was mind boggling, to say the utmost least. 

The fact the alpha was so bold about it to scent him as well, was even more baffling. 

His eyes drifted over those numbers again, unfamiliar yet familiar. The same could be said about Phainon’s brief existence in his life, Mydei barely knew him, yet Phainon saw it fit to try to wriggle a space into Mydei’s heart for himself. 

Mydei couldn’t comprehend that - But Mydei couldn’t quite say he understood love either. 

Love was at its core a mess of human contradictions that Mydei had never made any effort to detangle, never wanted to. And now there was another alpha assumedly trying his best to do just that.  As much as Mydei wanted to say he wasn’t interested, had no desires in such a thing - The fact it was another alpha made something in him stir that he had never quite felt before. As if he was taking it for a challenge. 

A competition to be the dominant one, and that made a piece of Mydei’s brain prick with curiosity and intrigue. 

He did what any normal alpha would do in this situation.

 

Mydei; You should take someone on a date before scenting them.

 

Mydei laid there staring at that text, almost feeling ashamed at how unabashedly shameless it was. But the receiver of it had already made several social errors, and Phainon didn’t have any legs to stand on and judge Mydei due to that. Mydei almost clicked his phone off to escape his own rising heat in his face, if not for the fact those three dots appeared almost immediately. 

 

87X-XXX-XXXX; oh. yeah.

87X-XXX-XXXX; im sorry. 

 

Mydei felt himself rolling his eyes over this, the man really was acting like a kicked puppy. Either that or he was incredibly dense, and Mydei was leaning more towards both of them being true at the same time.

 

Mydei; I am telling you to ask me on an actual date.

87X-XXX-XXXX; OH. OKAY!

87X-XXX-XXXX; mydei would you do me the honor of allowing me to take you on a date when we both are off work next and when youre not sick.

Mydei; Stop forcing yourself to sound formal when I just demanded that you ask me on a date. It doesn’t fit you.

87X-XXX-XXXX; please please please please please please

87X-XXX-XXXX; please

Mydei; ?

87X-XXX-XXXX; please

Mydei; Okay.

87X-XXX-XXXX; YAY 

Mydei; Grown ass man saying yay..

87X-XXX-XXXX; hehe

 

Mydei moved a hand to pinch the bridge of his nose with a large sigh, suddenly feeling like he had walked right into a trap. The trap had blue eyes and didn’t hold back with his pouting faces, either. Mydei’s sickness was certainly not getting better at this rate.

There were several ways it could end, at least. Phainon could realize they have nothing in common and decide to be just friends, realize that two alphas could never work, or realize he was just wrong about whatever he thought saw in Mydei. And the issue would solve itself when any of those occurred. Easy enough for Mydei, he would have no problems ignoring this ever happening once Phainon got over it and Mydei could cease considering this anything near a competition.

So he could only sigh at the upcoming ‘date’ and hope it would settle this once and for all.

 

Aglaea; What the hell did you say to him? My phone is borderline unusable now.

Notes:

i had pl;ans for nsfw to be in this chapter but i love putting slow in slow burn gomen oomf chans
we're 30k words and they havent even held hands theres something wrong iwth me

Chapter 4

Mydei had regretfully been sick for two solid days, locked in his house and trapped thinking about what Phainon had so boldly sought out and done to him.

He was trapped with Phainon still texting him of course as well. Sending Mydei so.. So many texts. 

Usually if someone got to the texting stage with Mydei - They gave up almost immediately over his one word replies. 

Mydei had never been one for talking much or giving flowery and doting words to those who wanted to court him. Even then, most of his ‘romantic’ encounters were people that were only interested in his looks and what he could ‘do ’ to them. 

Whatever that meant. 

As he now sat in a park on his day off, waiting for the yapping man in question, he couldn’t help but scroll through the mess of worried texts. All innocent enough, though it was obvious he was attempting his best to move past the social blunder he had committed against Mydei. And Mydei could only figure he came to his senses later on when he thought back on it and had some shame. 

Mydei could only hope that the silly idea of a ‘crush’ Phainon claimed to have would be shattered today, after all, Mydei had planned this perfectly. 

He hadn’t at first, at first he was going to allow Phainon to pick and choose whatever he wanted to do with Mydei, but when Phainon confessed he wasn’t sure what Mydei would like. Well. 

Mydei chose dinner at a nice and small cafe, quiet, and not extremely known. No. But it was well known for being a hangout destination for betas and omegas. 

The plan was simple.

They would see Phainon smiling and doting on everyone like he seemed to do at work from the glimpses Mydei had caught in passing, and attempt to garner his attention romantically. Phainon at which point would easily be more enticed by omegas and betas than Mydei right in front of him, and snap out of whatever crush he thought he had.

Incredibly simple plan.

He tucked away his phone again to instead focus on the empty park in front of him. He had decided this to be their meeting place because honestly, he wanted to get there early and just sunbathe for a bit. He had been locked away in his apartment for days, so on that park bench he tilted his head back and took in the sun hitting him warmly as he fluttered his eyes closed.

He wasn’t sure how long he had been that way. What he was sure of, was the way that ever familiar scent was lingering in his nose. He wasn’t in such a deep sleep to be able to ignore that scent as he slowly straightened himself, blinking tiredly before his eyes easily found purchase on Phainon sitting on the bench with him to his right. 

Mydei blinked a few more times before giving way to a yawn, “When did you get here?”

“Don't worry, it was just a few minutes ago.” Phainon’s voice was quiet, as if teetering on the edge of being unsure of how asleep Mydei still was, not daring to speak too loudly. 

Mydei wasn’t worried over Phainon however. He could only knit his brows over how silently the man had joined him, he didn’t know dogs even knew how to be quiet in the first place.

“You didn’t wake me? Were you just going to try to carry me again all the way to the restaurant?”

“Ha.” Phainon huffed out light-heartedly, his eyes twinkling slightly with mischief as he tilted his head to give Mydei a lopsided smile, “Want me to try?”

Mydei exhaled sharply at that, giving a small smirk over the teasing manner Phainon had spoken in. “Not on your life.”

Phainon at that shook his head, almost giving what sounded like a wistful sight before he laughed a bit warmly; “So cruel! I easily could, you know, you weigh next to nothing.”

“.. I highly doubt that.” Mydei considered how much he weighed and easily found it was in fact, not, ‘next to nothing’. 

Phainon didn’t seem fazed however, only shrugging his shoulders; “Compared to the great danes I’ve tried picking up in the past that flail and struggle in my arms, you’re quite light and easy to hold.”

Mydei paused over that wording. Easy to hold . He had to bite his tongue slightly to keep from questioning him further, feeling as if that was some type of trap, and shaking his head instead. Mydei opted to inspect Phainon; he had dressed up for this. Not fully in a suit and tie, no. But in black slacks and a deep blue dress shirt, it looked nice on him. 

Aglaea had assuredly given him advice; After all, she had informed Mydei about how terrible the man’s fashion sense seemed to be, and Mydei highly doubted Phainon was willing to brave his first ‘date’ with Mydei looking a fool. 

Mydei looked away immediately when Phainon caught his eyes, focusing his thoughts on the park’s dirt road ahead. The omegas and betas today would most assuredly be swooning over Phainon easily with that attire. 

“Let’s get going then.” Mydei murmured at those thoughts, the sooner Phainon stopped believing he had a crush on Mydei, the better; Mainly for Mydei’s own mental wellbeing. He had never had someone text him this much in his life, it almost felt like he had locked a dog out of his room and it was constantly scratching at the door begging to be let back in.

Phainon probably would even whimper, too.

“Alright!” Phainon replied happily, standing up and moving towards Mydei at a startling speed to offer his hand, an offer to help him stand up. 

Mydei felt his eye twitch over the polite action before sighing deeply and giving up; placing his hand in Phainon’s who gently took it. Mydei felt himself blinking as he stood, he certainly didn’t need help off the metal bench, and Phainon.. Had not let go of his hand yet. 

Mydei jerked his hand away, scowling towards Phainon who only immediately pouted over it. A well practiced act it seemed with how his bottom lip jutted out and his eyes seemed misty. An act Mydei would be immune to today, easily, all he had to do was turn away and immediately leave Phainon behind!

Out of sight, out of mind. 

Phainon didn’t allow himself to be completely out of sight nor out of mind however, instead quickly moving to fall in line beside Mydei with a small hum. “You look nice today.” Phainon finally said, and Mydei did his best to ignore the way he easily saw those deep piercing blue eyes roaming him while they walked.

Mydei wasn’t nearly as dressed up as Phainon, they hadn’t really said what type of attire to wear, and Mydei had no interest in trying to draw eyes away from Phainon. Thus, Mydei was barely dressed up at all, he didn’t want it completely obvious he was avoiding dressing up, but.. A thin line was being walked, for sure.

Just some jeans and a black collared shirt, there really wasn’t much there to even look at and compliment.

Mydei opted to ignore the compliment, it was probably meant as a slight against him anyway with his refusal to dress up as nicely as Phainon, giving a puff of amusement instead. “Right. You do too.” 

Mydei was focused forward, his eyes on looking at the path ahead - thankful that the restaurant wasn’t far away - and the trees lining the other side of him. Anything but looking at Phainon through more than his peripheral vision. 

“Do you go to this cafe often?” Phainon inquired in that ever innocent light-hearted tone that drove Mydei insane, what was driving Mydei more insane however was the way Phainon seemed insistent on being so close that their arms kept brushing into each other. Mydei at first wrote it off as an accident, until he tried to create some space between them only to immediately be ruined by Phainon cutting the distance as if he didn’t even notice.

Maybe he didn’t, but Mydei could only sigh over the growing scent of Phainon rubbing against him as they walked on the path. 

He probably should have actually had this man meet him at the cafe in hindsight.

“No.” Mydei finally murmured, not at all blind to the way that made Phainon’s head snap to attempt to stare Mydei in the eyes as they walked side by side. An attempt Mydei didn't aid in the slightest.

“You don’t?”

Mydei had to ignore his desire to smirk over the evident shock dripping from Phainon’s tone. If anything, Phainon certainly was fun to mess with. “No.”

Phainon was silent at that before giving way to a warm bubbly laugh as he put the pieces together, “Have you ever been?”

“No.”

Phainon obviously found this funny as he exhaled again in an odd fashion rather loudly before bumping against Mydei once more. “So it’s.. Your first time going to this cafe?”

“Yes. I’ve heard good reviews.” Mainly from omegas and betas online, though . Not that Mydei would tell Phainon that, anyway. He even had to inform the staff over the phone when he made the reservation that they were two unmated alphas eating together.. Seems they took rather good care of their preferred clients. Mydei couldn’t fault them for that.

“I hope they earn your praise as well, then.” Phainon rather gleefully mused, and something about that made Mydei almost feel guilty. Almost. Phainon seemed much more excited about this than Mydei had ever expected. That pang of guilt every time he could see the alpha grin at him from the corner of his eye was borderline haunting. 

Mydei only gave a weak hum in reply, mainly due to being uncertain if he could keep his voice level due to the gnawing guilt that was bubbling into his throat the happier Phainon seemed. 

 

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Mydei would say their dinner was fine. 

The cafe was quiet with a rather fine assortment of foods and desserts, Mydei passed on the desserts even though Phainon seemed rather uncomfortable or even nervous over that choice. But the scenery inside was warm, inviting almost. Mydei wasn’t a plant guy - Mainly because he sucked at keeping them alive when he did own them - But he appreciated the fake plants they had strung about. 

The people actually there were in fact mainly omegas and betas, and Mydei found himself sniffing his nose idly quite often. Not obvious in his action, but the pheromones were almost unmanageable. He supposed even if some of them were wearing scent blockers or taking medicine, if you collected enough in one place it would form a rather potent smell.

Not a cloying sweet one that was tempting to him just.. Very strong. Heavy scents of flowers and sweets, but Mydei honestly couldn’t discern if that was the fake plants and the cafe’s food or not. He tried not to figure it out, either.

The other thing was.. The way Mydei kept noticing it.

The deep uncomfortableness, the tightness of Phainon’s facial features, the way his lips were pressed into a thin forced smile, the way his eyes kept flickering to a specific spot behind Mydei. The way was tapping a finger nervously on the wooden table and he was shifting his weight every now and then uncomfortably. The way Phainon’s scent was strong in the way it usually was around Mydei, but much more controlled and dull under all the other blends of pheromones permeating Mydei’s noise.

It would be impossible for Mydei not to notice his plan working, as such he could only give a smirk to Phainon before speaking, “Something got your attention?” Or someone? He should say as he glanced a knowing look over his shoulder to where Phainon had kept looking anxiously.

It was easy to figure out, a pair of beautiful women seemed to be sitting behind their table just a few steps away. 

Ruby red hair, wearing a sundress of some kind that almost matched her hair, and eyes that seemed temptingly beautiful, round and doe-like - Yet immediately shied away from Mydei’s gaze as she turned her head away. The usual reaction, he noted, when he looked at people like that. His eyes moved across to her friend who gave a sheepish smile back to him. Mydei could only look forward again, giving a small scoff as he did so, it was obvious how much Mydei looking at her had easily bothered and riled Phainon up. 

His already annoyed looking face before Mydei had thrown that look towards her was now completely a grimace. Mydei closed his eyes at it before giving a low hum thoughtfully, it was incredibly easy to prove to Phainon that it was nothing but a foolish idea to think he had any desires towards Mydei romantically. All it took was getting him near where betas and omegas hung out and making him get a literal sniff of reality it seemed. To remind him that an alpha like himself would never be able to sate Phainon’s wants.

“Mydei , Maybe we should leave.” Phainon’s voice was quiet, yet obviously strained as he forced out his words.

Mydei snapped his eyes open at that to give a baffled look at Phainon, to truly study how darkened with mixed emotions those deep ocean blue eyes looked, to look at the way Phainon’s hand now was gripping onto the table like he was absolutely actively fighting his secondary gender over Mydei simply looking at them. 

Just a quick look and Phainon was already that territorial over someone he barely knew?

Mydei didn’t get to tease Phainon however for his weak will, instead finding his mind wiped blank as he tensed up over feeling a hand on his shoulder boldly. One that he immediately looked at widely, following up the arm until he found purchase on that woman’s face. A tinge of pink dusting her features instantly as his eyes found her own.

“Sorry for interrupting your talk, you two.” She spoke with a hushed giggle at the end, something that made Mydei’s eyes dart to her friend beside her who also giggled. Mydei moved his eyes back to the woman, still stunned over the hand on his shoulder, one he should be shaking away but more so.. He was curious if this would make Phainon truly realize he desired someone like this beta, and not Mydei.

So he allowed that hand to linger on his shoulder. And vaguely aware of the scent of roses that seemed to cascade off of her, only slightly. Her scent wasn’t brash or heavy, it was rather faint as well due to her being a beta. So he could suffer to ignore it for now.

“We were wondering if Mr. Big, Buff, and Beautiful by chance is single?” 

Mydei pulled his lips into a taut line over that being his nickname, but more so..

Mydei surely hadn’t expected himself to draw any attention, but it worked all the same he guessed by the way Phainon seemed to be fuming, that ever familiar angry scent seeping into the air Phainon seemed to give off when Mydei started bothering him. 

Mydei opened his mouth to reply, he really did, but he hadn’t been quick enough in his start up.

“No.”

Phainon instead hissed out across the table, making Mydei look away from the beta and to the rather angry Phainon. He seemed absolutely furious, he had let go of the table by now, but he was tapping on the table a mile a minute, eyes obviously staring at that hand on Mydei’s shoulder.

Intense. 

Such a horribly intense gaze that Mydei found himself knitting his brows before he innocently asked;  “I’m not?”

Phainon’s jaw tightened at that as piercing blue eyes snapped to meet Mydei’s, an undecipherable emotion flickered through them for the briefest of moments.

“.. I guess you are.” Phainon darkly said with almost a snarl, one that made Mydei blink at him rather confusedly. 

He must really like her looks. Mydei could only find it slightly amusing how quickly Phainon had turned aggressive towards Mydei when he felt someone he was interested in was being taken by Mydei. Furthermore, Phainon must have a thing for redheads without even knowing it - If Mydei even counted as such, which was very entertaining to Mydei to consider. 

Mydei decided to throw Phainon a bone, pointing towards Phainon instead as he looked at the beta yet again,  “Are you sure you’re not interested in that guy? He’s basically a puppy normally.” Mydei asked with a raised brow as he blinked to the woman.

Phainon at that made a weird snorting noise, one that made Mydei blink blankly as he quickly snapped his head to stare at the alpha across the table. Very aware of his ever growing annoyance. The way it was seeping heavily into the air with Phainon’s growing disdain. 

 “It doesn’t matter if she is.” Phainon muttered, he moved to put his elbow on the table before resting his head in his hand as he looked away sharply. Anywhere but at Mydei and the two women still waiting expectantly. 

Mydei however, was dumbfounded. Surely he wasn’t so upset over her interest in Mydei that he would immediately give up, right? 

“Huh?” Was all Mydei intelligently managed to say instead, baffled at the alpha’s reaction to this situation. 

Those piercing blue eyes shot back at him, narrowed and almost angry looking in nature. It was honestly the first time Mydei had seen Phainon even act on his secondary gender’s instincts. The flip between a nice soft attitude having man to an angry seething man that wanted Mydei dead was almost harrowing to endure for Mydei. 

“It’s not mutual.” Phainon practically spat out, his eyes only focusing on staring Mydei down intently, as if his patience had run dry ages ago. Mydei couldn’t blame him if it had, the scents here were almost overwhelming in their abundance, having another competing alpha was most likely horribly agitating for Phainon - No matter how big of a crush he thought he had on Mydei.

Mydei let out a knowing hum, almost playfully, which maybe was the wrong move as he tilted his head slightly blinking at Phainon. “You’re not interested in her?”

Phainon seemed to visibly strain his facial expression at that, as if he was unsure to be furious or annoyed at Mydei, but the way those blue eyes looked at that hand on Mydei wasn’t lost to him. “No?”

“But.. You’re clearly jealous.” Mydei slowly noted, slowly becoming more and more aware of the way those eyes were teetering on the edge of glaring. Something.. Mydei was becoming very uncertain if it was truly for himself.. Or her. 

Phainon’s lips turned downwards slightly at that, a thin frown marring across a face that Mydei didn’t even know held the capacity to show such an emotion.

“Clearly.”

Mydei felt that hand leave his shoulder at that, a movement that he slowly registered and looked towards. The woman was now, obviously, uncomfortable. 

“You two seem like.. You need to talk about something, I wish you luck!” Those words left her lips at a rate that Mydei found baffling before both of the women quickly seemed to dash away and out of the restaurant. 

Mydei blinked at where the ghost of her used to be blankly before turning his attention to the still scowling Phainon, blue eyes narrowed at him almost.. Dangerously?

“You’re.. Not going to chase after her?” Mydei prodded more, though he knew the answer that was clawing its way through the core of him. Mydei had the hopes of showing Phainon that his crush wasn’t real, that he would easily fold and come to terms that Mydei would never be what he actually wanted from love.

But not even Mydei could ignore the way that Phainon glared at the women as they left. The way his expression immediately seemed to lighten and soften at the edges once her hand was off Mydei’s shoulder. Mydei could try to rationalize that it was due to her no longer getting Mydei’s scent on her..  He could.. Try to rationalize it like that at least. Emphasis on try.

“Why would I ever do that, Mydei?”

Mydei cleared his throat at that, looking away slightly before picking up his glass of water for a sip. His throat was.. Very parched now, he would admit. Mydei savored the chilled drink before giving out a deep exhale, blinking at nothing before slowly meeting Phainon’s gaze that seemed wholly focused on waiting for his answer.

“Hadn’t you been looking at her all night?” Mydei softly inquired, rather aware of the way his tone had dropped slightly, as if trying not to let anyone hear.

“Yes.” Phainon answered rigidly, still very obviously annoyed beyond compare, not bothering to match Mydei in his quiet volume, a finger still tapping the wood. The movement was much slower, more precise, but much more irritated. 

Mydei shrugged his shoulders at that, moving a hand to fiddle with his braid at the side of his hair idly, amber flaked eyes moving away to study the plants hanging overhead. “Then why stare at her if you’re not interested in her?”

Phainon made a small amused noise, a huff, a grumble almost, one that seemed to be baffled over the question that Mydei immediately looked back to him with a questioning furrow of his brows; “Because she kept looking at you .” Phainon answered so matter-of-factly, as if it was obvious.

“I don’t like people looking at what’s m-” Phainon snapped his mouth closed at that, instead giving a deep sigh as he leaned into his chair as he shook his head roughly, almost tiredly, “Do you think I haven’t noticed?”

Mydei chose to ignore the first half, a piece of him not wanting to linger on whatever that full sentence may have been. “.. Noticed?” Mydei echoed instead, blinking at those words as he mulled them over. He really didn’t think Phainon had noticed that, no, or maybe he was simply hoping he hadn’t at the least.

Phainon still seemed rigid, uncomfortable and on edge as he gave Mydei a small stare that bordered delicately on becoming a glare. An expression that made Mydei figure Phainon was actively fighting his desire to be angry at Mydei still.  “The way there’s no alphas here but us and they put us somewhere where they could keep a close eye on us.”

Mydei feigned confusion slightly as he tilted his head innocently, casting a glance away as if to look at the other patrons in the cafe before returning it to Phainon. “.. So?”

Phainon studied him for a second under a stare that seemed very intense, very searching. It almost made Mydei want to squirm slightly, but Phainon seemed to relent and looked away to his side before heaving out a deep exasperated sigh. 

“Fine.”

“You’re not making much sense here.” Mydei mumbled innocently, taking up his previous action of pushing the ice cubes within his now almost out water dully, watching them as if they were suddenly much more interesting than they actually were.

Phainon’s eyes immediately snapped back to Mydei’s even if Mydei didn’t meet that stare, deep blue eyes almost squinting at him across the table. 

“I won’t say it.”

“I’m not quite following your meaning.” Mydei mattered dryly, not really attempting to follow the meaning behind his words anyway. 

“You are the only person that catches my eye.”

Mydei had to bite back the urge to ask ‘here?’ over that statement, instead mulling it over in his head and hoping his cheeks would cease their burning sensation. Instead only able to give a strange skewed expression to Phainon, one that not even Mydei knew the true emotions of but he hoped it displayed confusion..

Phainon studied that for a moment before sighing and finally stopping his tapping on the table to lean back. And a piece of Mydei was glad to see those harsh features of pure agitation seeming to melt away on Phainon’s face finally. 

“But you’re not going to make this easy on me, are you?”

Mydei huffed out a laugh, almost amused by the way he had no clue what was happening in Phainon’s head currently; “And what is that?”

“Proving that what I say is true and that I mean it .”

Mydei didn’t reply, instead opting to look away once more to use his straw, shoving around ice cubes in his water instead. Something about it earned a low quiet chuckle from Phainon, a sound that bordered on dangerous instead of his normal joy. 

Obviously, he was still irritated underneath his now softening expression. 

“I understand, and that’s fine. I accept your challenge regardless, Mydei.”

Mydei only stayed looking away as he unhanded his drink, now somewhat mourning the fact he had already eaten his meal so he had nothing to piddle with. Only the option of weakly avoiding Phainon’s eyes that seemed much more intense than ever before regarding Mydei. He wasn’t even sure what challenge Phainon meant. Proving that he was interested? Was that the odd challenge happening here? 

“Phainon, I..” Mydei only trailed off as he met that piercing stare, what did he want to say? What did he have to say? 

He honestly wasn’t used to this situation.

No one had ever sought out getting to know him, nor romantically trying to have a relationship with him. Usually they were flings only interested in his appearance and nothing else, and honestly, outside of that he wasn’t sure what more he could offer to someone.

Let alone another alpha.

Mydei didn’t regard himself as someone that was interesting, his hobbies were shallow, he didn’t even consider them things a partner would ever want to take part in. Where was the romance in your partner opting to read a book instead of talking to you? Where was the love in them leaving and going to the gym for the fun of it?

Mydei looked away again as he pulled his lips into a taut line.

He didn’t know.

Furthermore, he hadn’t really ever tried to romance someone himself either. No one had really interested him.

“I’m ready to leave.” Mydei mumbled instead, hoping that with leaving he could also pull away from Phainon. From today. Go home and lay down, curl up and forget that Phainon having a crush on him seemed more and more real by the moments. Forget that his anger may have actually been towards the beta touching Mydei and not the other way around.

Phainon however seemed unaware of his internal plight, only sitting up straighter and beaming before standing. “I already paid, so that’s fine!”

Mydei felt himself grit his teeth as he watched Phainon push in his chair politely. It was almost unsettling how quickly he had whiplashed between moods. But..

That was also just an alpha reaction, Mydei assumed. 

That felt reassuring in a way. That Phainon actually did have reactions like that, maybe it truly was triggered by the beta then, considering Mydei alone had never seen that occur. 

Mydei let himself breathe for a moment, comforted almost by the sliver of hope that had arisen. Mydei’s eyes swept over their circular table one last time before standing slowly with an inaudible sigh. It had all gone very poorly, but so long as Mydei slipped away quickly, Phainon probably would wisen up and realize his affections were to the beta and not Mydei.. Right?

Mydei cut a harsh glare to Phainon as the fellow alpha in question instead encroached on him instantly, reaching past him to push in Mydei’s chair for him; An action that made Mydei click his tongue in annoyance as he looked away. 

Mydei instead made for the exit, not bothering to check if Phainon was behind him as he quickly pushed the door open with a wave goodbye to the workers by the exit. 

He knew he was there anyway due to the quiet laugh behind him, “You’re in quite the hurry!” 

Phainon called as he followed Mydei out the door, to which Mydei only cut him a narrowed glance as he stalled his steps. Phainon seemed to be.. Doing much better at the least, back to being more akin to a puppy than a man who wanted to lean across the table and start choking Mydei just minutes prior.

“Mm.” Was all Mydei replied before staring in the direction his apartment was in with wistful hopes in mind. 

A silence fell on them, mainly due to Mydei trying to figure out how to tell Phainon he wasn’t going home now, before Phainon moved to the front of him with a tilt of his head. An action Mydei watched carefully, furrowing his brows at the way Phainon blinked at him widely. 

“Ah, Mydei.. There’s something on your shoulder.”

“Huh?” Mydei mumbled quietly before glancing away at his shoulder, the wrong shoulder it seemed as Phainon’s hand immediately snapped up to Mydei’s other shoulder, gently brushing at Mydei’s shoulder once.. Twice.. 

Before Phainon looked at Mydei’s face with a rather pleased gleam in his eyes. “I got it.”

Except, Mydei had of course noticed it. 

Noticed the way he used mainly his wrist to brush at the fabric there. 

Exactly where that beta’s hand had lingered on him, and Mydei wasn’t sure if it was due to her scent being left on Mydei and Phainon was jealous of him.. Or if Phainon was mad over her leaving her scent on Mydei. .

Phainon turned away once he considered his work finished, moving to continue on his way only Mydei didn’t follow in his steps. He lingered there dumbfoundedly. That feeling was back, that quiet annoyance that it should be the other way around. His inner alpha telling him to scent Phainon, that he should be the one being scented. 

The only time it ever wanted to thrash Phainon.

He could only pull his lips into a taut line as he let out a deep sigh, willing himself not to get as irked as the last time. Mainly due to the fact that there was a heavy risk of someone seeing him trying to throw Phainon into a wall or two with how close he had paused beside the poor cafe.

“Stop scenting me, Phainon.” Was all he could allow himself to snarl out in a hushed tone, a threat, or perhaps a promise heavily hanging in his words. 

Phainon’s silent steps paused at that, he didn’t turn around instantly either. He just froze his movements for a few moments before slowly turning to face Mydei, his expression was wholly indecipherable. Phainon’s eyes seemed to rapidly look at Mydei’s face before he decided on a harsh and brittle sounding laugh, “Sorry.”

Mydei instinctually found himself scowling slightly over that, huffing out deeply over it.

It sounded fake. Like he was sorry at all - and maybe that's why it was even more annoying - because Mydei knew he wasn’t. Phainon obviously was terribly bothered by the fact that beta had probably had her scent lingering on Mydei and he himself hadn’t even noticed. 

But Phainon had.

Now Mydei couldn’t ignore the lingering smell of Phainon, even a few steps away, he knew the woody vanilla scent was hanging onto his shoulder for dear life.

“Come here.”

“Huh?” Phainon questioned, yet he obeyed immediately despite his confusion, moving slowly back over to Mydei, who only gave narrowed eyes in response. 

“I’m making it fair.” Mydei muttered, moving a hand to Phainon’s shoulder - Rubbing his wrist there against the dress shirt’s fabric lightly.

Mydei was very aware of the way Phainon had gone stiff, the way he didn’t even seem like he was breathing, and more importantly the way his eyes had blown wide with his mouth agape. The way those blue eyes only stared at Mydei, he looked as though he was completely horrified by it. 

Serves him right. 

Mydei had to hold back on his instinct to purr in joy over scenting someone, it was another alpha after all. It meant nothing, even if it did press his buttons happily. Like hell he would let Phainon know that either . Instead he choked any emotions of joy down to focus solely on how embarrassing it must be for Phainon.

Now the fellow alpha would most likely be having his own issues with his secondary gender, comprehend the situation he inflicts on Mydei, and stop scenting him like he owned Mydei.

At least. That was the goal. 

The plan. 

But Mydei’s plans never seemed to hold any single drops of water with this damnedable puppy given form. 

Phainon instead broke into a wide gleeful smile when Mydei pulled away; “Do the other side too!” His voice was much too thrilled, too sing-song for this to have truly had any mental effect on his alpha. 

Mydei almost found himself scowling over the reaction, confused and very very baffled by how excited Phainon was. If he had a tail, he most certainly would have been wagging it at top speeds. “This is a punishment , why are you so happy?”

“This is not a punishment for me, Mydei!” Phainon teased a bit too happily with a laugh as both his hands clasped around Mydei’s, something Mydei felt himself twitch an eye over before Phainon did in fact bring his hand that was guided by Phainon’s to the other side of his neck. Not to his shoulder, no, Phainon’s hand guided Mydei’s smoothly into the crook of his neck, rubbing his wrist there harshly. 

Mydei only watched dumbfoundedly, this was partly his own fault, he guessed as he twitched his hand against Phainon’s neck that Phainon was rather forcefully pressing across the glands there. Mydei had in fact, wanted to scent Phainon so that the fellow alpha would get upset and understand the situation Phainon put Mydei into.. Yet Phainon was obviously thrilled over it, almost basking in the idea of carrying Mydei’s scent with him, and Mydei had to grapple with the desire to go along with it. To happily scent Phainon..

Mydei wasn’t even sure if he should say ‘almost basking’ either with the gaze Phainon was giving him as he kept Mydei’s hand there, much too long.. Mydei snapped it back swiftly, rubbing at the top his hand absentmindedly before knitting his brows to focus on it wholly. Anything but to look away at how those eyes were looking at Mydei like he was something fragile - Something to be protected by Phainon.

“You’re actually insane..” Mydei barely above a whisper breathed out, airy and heavy.  Mydei continued to stare at his hand before narrowing his eyes to glare at Phainon; “Have you.. No shame?”

Phainon tilted his head at that, almost innocently, much too innocently for a man that had just rubbed Mydei’s scent all over himself gleefully. He seemed like he was heavily considering that question as he stared at Mydei with an indecipherable emotion lingering in his eyes.

“With you? None.” And Mydei didn’t even really need to be looking at Phainon to know the expression he was making, yet was regretful that he was indeed looking at Phainon and able to see how his eyes had softened horribly upon speaking that in such a gentle tone towards Mydei of all people. 

Mydei could only bare to pull his eyes away, drifting to the side to watch the busy street of cars. Anything but look at how genuine Phainon seemed at this moment.

Phainon, however, had other plans as he gave a sharp whistle. 

“Alright, come with me.”

Mydei jerked his head back to stare at the other alpha who was still lingering awfully close to him, before exhaling sharply, tiredly. 

Mydei moved his hand to rub at his face, vaguely stuttering his movements as the scent of Phainon hit his nose rather hard. “Our date is over. I’m going home.” Mydei grumbled out as he dropped his hand to his side, a bit dismayed when the pheromones didn’t dissipate. Most likely due to the fact Phainon had rubbed them into his shoulder as well. 

Phainon only gave a curious hum at that, one that made Mydei annoyingly look into blue eyes with a narrowed gaze. The way those eyes seemed to flicker with pure mischief and whimsy. Something Mydei wished he was more immune to. “Nope. There’s somewhere else I’m taking you!”

Mydei wished he was more immune to the way Phainon always seemed so happy as well, wished it didn’t make Mydei’s head feel a bit dizzy and like he couldn’t refuse the man. Bastard truly was basically a dog.

“That wasn’t discussed..” Mydei practically sighed out, every word lacking any punch behind it because he couldn’t find it in himself. His plan had failed, horribly. ‘I accept your challenge, Mydei’ seemed more and more like a promise, not just a threat as Mydei thought of it more.

Phainon gave a warm laugh before a smile crept onto his features, “That’s true, but what kind of date would I be taking you on if you made all the plans yourself?”

“.. A good one.”

“Mm.” “I think this will make it a great one.”

Mydei bit down any snark about the scenting already doing enough damage to this date, but decided he would follow along anyways. Mainly because if Phainon grew to hate him anymore than he already does, it really would make working shifts with him a pain in the ass. Mydei could do it, he had done it before with other people of all secondary genders. But there’s a difference between ‘doing’ and ‘enjoying’ work. 

Mydei gave in, lowering his shoulders with a sigh before following the personified dog in front of him, it wasn’t like he had anything else to do tonight anyway. And the sun was only just now beginning its slow descent down the sky creating lovely hues that painted the sky red and orange. 

He could only be thankful of the beauty of it for a few brief seconds however, as Phainon ahead of him slowed his steps to return to his place awfully close beside Mydei just as he had done earlier. Mydei could only scoff over it.

“You’re supposed to be leading the way.” Mydei mumbled out, still not quite clued into where the hell they were actually going nor was he very lucid towards why he was allowing it to happen. If he hurried home now he could take a shower, get the smell of woods and vanilla off of him, put on his pink house slippers, and crash happily into his bed. 

Instead, the air was becoming nippy, and the warm touch of Phainon brushing up against him was becoming much more welcomed than Mydei cared to admit. 

“It’s alright. It’s usually on this road.” Phainon hummed out.

Mydei blinked at that before slowly dragging his eyes to stare at the man beside him as he briskly walked, narrowing his eyes. “Usually?”

“Usually! Yep.” Phainon nodded rather unhelpfully as he gave a knowing ‘I’m not explaining anything’ smile towards Mydei. One that made Mydei desperately fight the urge to slap a hand across the back of Phainon’s head lightly to knock that grin away. 

Mydei could only heave out a deep sigh from his core, he would let this man have this night and nothing more. Probably. So he decided not to put up a fight. Just let it end quickly and swiftly with mercy, if Mydei is lucky.. 

It didn’t take long anyways, even in their newfound silence as Phainon stayed irritatingly close to Mydei with every movement.

“.. An ice cream truck?” Mydei asked dumbfoundedly as he stared at the line of children a couple of feet away as he stopped a good distance off. Studying the way they were conversing happily, probably trying to decide what they would get amongst themselves. 

“Mhm!” Phainon nodded as he paused his steps beside Mydei before looking at him expectantly, clearly trying to gauge the reaction Mydei would have towards this. 

“.. We are not children.” Mydei reminded him, as if Phainon needed the reminder at all. 

Phainon only furrowed his brows before exhaling a light laugh as he tilted his head. “You don’t have to be a child to like ice cream.”

Amber eyes flicked past Phainon at that to study the crowd there idly, “That is not my point.”

Phainon fell silent for a brief second before giving a rather dramatic shrug, that ever annoying cute smile gracing his features yet again.

“Say what you want! I’m getting the Spongebob themed popsicle.” 

Mydei’s mouth fell open at that, floundering slightly before he slowly croaked out his words painfully; “The what?”

Phainon clearly didn’t understand what the issue with his words were at all. 

“It has gumball eyes! The answer is obvious here, I need to have one.”

Mydei could only blink slowly at Phainon, as if slowly closing his eyes would help him riddle out what the hell was happening. He hadn’t stopped at an ice cream truck that played music for the neighborhood children in - Well. Ever. The idea of doing it now as a fully grown man was almost mortifying to consider.

“What do you want to get, Mydei?” Phainon asked gently, in a tone that made Mydei immediately avoid those eyes, instead focusing on the pictures a bit away. Squinting slightly. 

He couldn’t see.

He was near-sighted, regretfully, and from this angle and distance combined with lacking his glasses.. He couldn’t see.

Mydei gritted his teeth at it, giving up on squinting his eyes as if it helped him see at all in the dimming sunset above with a sigh, turning his head away. “Nothing.”

“Nothing?” Phainon slowly echoed with pure shock laced beneath his words before giving a small laugh, “Surely you want something? I’ve been told you have quite the sweet tooth and you skipped dessert..” 

Mydei snapped his head back to Phainon, glaring sharply at the man, “Aglaea needs to stop telling you things about me.”

“Awh. Why? It’s cute!” Those words fell out of Phainon’s mouth so instantly that even Phainon seemed slightly surprised as he said it before swiftly glancing away. Mydei blinked at him as he studied the pink hue slowly creeping into the man’s features even with the ever dimming light above him. That wasn't to say Mydei felt like he fared any better with how hot his face was suddenly feeling.. It didn't help that any direction he looked smelled like Phainon as well.

Mydei couldn’t help but shake his head over it. If anyone was painfully cute here, it was probably Phainon. Not Mydei. 

“I am not cute , nor is anything I do cute , Phainon.” 

“And yet.. You do cute stuff while being cute..” Phainon mused almost as if he was in thought before laughing as he focused on Mydei again, still with the dusting of red on his face, “Come on now. It’s just ice cream, Mydei. It won’t bite back, you know.”

Mydei decided to ignore the first half. He didn’t dare consider why his heart did an odd lurch over the way Phainon insisted on calling him ‘cute’ of all things. 

“I can’t see.”

“Huh?”

“I don’t have my glasses.” Mydei dryly muttered, looking past Phainon and the line of children still buying ice cream, “I’m not exactly someone you look at and trust around children, Phainon. I’m not going over there with them to look closer either.”

Phainon froze slightly at that, he seemed to deeply think about that. His brows became knitted and furrowed in thought, and at the very least, Mydei knew he was upset by those words before Phainon gave a deep sigh. Turning slightly to look at the children still discussing their desired choices.

“But, you’ll wait here while I get mine right?” Phainon asked in a rather hollow tone, as if he had just received the worst news from Mydei. And Mydei couldn’t really quite figure out why him not wanting to get ice cream was such a heinous crime to this man - Even if it was something Phainon was looking forward to. He could do it alone.

With those thoughts, Mydei gave a deep sigh, “.. You don’t need me to wait here. I’m going home.”

Phainon seemed to jolt slightly judging by the way his entire body moved before he swiftly returned to looking at Mydei. Waving his hands in defeat; “No no, I really really need you to wait here actually.”

“You don’t.” Mydei repeated as he watched that man seemed to deflate immediately at those words.

And Mydei knew a piece of him was doomed with how Phainon immediately seemed to tilt his head and pull his face into the most pathetic expression he had ever seen a man make. It was as if he was teetering a thin line between breaking down and crying, like Mydei leaving was going to leave Phainon sobbing on the floor immediately. 

“Please..” The way his voice was barely above a broken whisper didn’t help Mydei in trying to ignore this seemingly well practiced pout. He sounded truly desperate for Mydei to stay around.. 

“Fine.” And Mydei was not immune to whatever the hell this man was doing to his heart that was now twinged carefully in a bit of sorrow over making Phainon look like that.

Phainon seemed to immediately perk up at that, almost annoyingly as he gave another glad and carefree smile to Mydei; “Yay. Okay, I’ll be quick!”

Mydei almost bit his tongue to hold back the way he wanted to mock how Phainon had said ‘yay’ so flatly and out loud. Though he could only pull his face into a scowl as he silently stood a good bit away, watching as Phainon made it up to the side of the ice cream truck. Mydei moved his hand Phainon hadn’t used to scent himself to rub at the bridge of his nose. 

This had been such a horrible first date, If anything Phainon probably has had hundreds of better first dates to compare it to and easily realize Mydei is not for him. 

That should make Mydei happy and have a weight off his shoulders.

But as he looked at how clearly that man looked as he talked to the children in line - even without his glasses he was able to see that stupid dopey smile - Mydei felt almost saddened.

Before he had come to terms and hoped Phainon would move on, but now it felt almost odd to consider the man truly figuring out he didn’t care for Mydei. Sure, that was doomed to happen with most people that met Mydei, but it felt almost.. Worse to consider Phainon doing it.

Was it just because Phainon was so upfront and honest with it that Mydei folded slightly? 

Mydei couldn’t say for certain.

What he could say for certain, was the way he let out a deep sigh as he watched Phainon reach over the truck’s window and receive not one, but two ice creams handed to him.

He clicked his tongue as he watched the alpha almost skip back to him, eyes twinkling and looking much too happy for Mydei to be able to insult him without feeling guilt yet again. 

“I got you a Spongebob one too!” Phainon happily explained, before reaching out the very square shaped popsicle to Mydei expectantly. One that Mydei slowly accepted with a huff of a laugh. This man truly was basically a lost puppy when he wasn’t having his alpha mood swings it seemed.

“What a good boy, Thanks.”

 

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“And then he’s uncomfortable around children..” Phainon wailed out pathetically, allowing his head to fall dejectedly into the desk before him with a rather embarrassingly loud thud accompanying it. He was only vaguely aware of the way papers shuffled at the force of it. Phainon faked a loud obnoxious sniffle to really sell it.

Castorice, however, was more than just immune to the fake sniffling and pathetic acts. Well, the pathetic acts weren’t fake in her opinion, that was probably just Phainon.

“Sounds like you’re a bad pair..” Castorice sighed out, “He’s an alpha, likes cats, and doesn’t like children. He’s like.. A walking red flag for you personally and you just keep going back..”

A bad pair.

Phainon felt his hands drag across the papers beneath his head at that slowly. He didn’t know what to believe. He had never felt any attraction to anyone before Mydei, and now it was obvious that Mydei didn’t believe him at all. 

Phainon had realized it immediately when they entered that cafe, the smell of omegas and betas was almost unbearable. Phainon at first had been completely confused on if Mydei just really expected the food there to be amazing, but as Phainon watched people glancing at them both, he had a sneaking suspicion Mydei was testing him in a way. 

Testing to see if he would crumble and chase one of them instead.

Mydei however, couldn’t possibly understand how silly that was to Phainon.

After all, Mydei was the first person to actually smell like an omega to him, not those other people Mydei had taken him around. Mydei was the only one with a scent so intoxicating that Phainon desperately wanted to drink it in, to bury his face against his scent glands and even lap at them pathetically. 

Mydei was the only person that seeing unmated people interact with him drove Phainon insane, it was an agonizing feeling that he hadn’t ever felt before. The desire to lash at them, to make sure they unhanded him, to hide him away and keep him from anyone who desired to gaze at him. 

Phainon thought the test would be easy, of course he could resist the temptations of betas and omegas, he always had. But he now knew he did falter when someone wanted Mydei’s attention and sought it out in the same way Phainon did..

A bad pair.

Phainon wanted children one day, even if he had to adopt. The fact that Mydei didn’t like children had been crushing him the entire night and day, but it was rather obviously the case with how Mydei had refused to get closer to the ice cream truck with them there. 

Phainon could only lightly bang his head into the desk before letting out a pained groan. Not over the hitting, no, over the fact he still didn’t want to give up Mydei.. He was willing to give up owning a dog, and now having kids in the future for a man that didn’t even believe Phainon liked him. For an alpha who assuredly thought Phainon was still just fucking with him.

It didn’t help that ‘what a good boy’ was stuck replaying in his head painfully, or the way he had almost immediately gotten hard over such a simple and harmless thing Mydei obviously had meant in a teasing manner and had to pray Mydei didn't notice the thick arousal that probably seeped into Phainon's scent. But how was he supposed to ignore such a low octave humming out something so seductive to him!? He wanted that man to call him a good boy more and more..

Phainon was so miserable.

But the idea of giving up on getting to know Mydei made him even more miserable.

There was something about him, not just the scent, that made Phainon curious about him. 

Mydei didn’t make sense.

Mydei was an alpha, well-built, patient, kind, straight forward, baked, and seemed to be quite focused on things he put his mind to. Sure he was standoffish, but he seemed nice enough talking to him. Yet the simplest and most confusing fact about him remained true.

Mydei was single.

It couldn’t possibly be because no one looked his way, that was quite glaringly obviously not the case considering the beta who so openly desired him in the cafe. So why was Mydei single and giving Phainon even the tiniest of his attention and time? Even if Phainon knew Mydei was just doing it out of pity or something, why did he bother?

“Are you really using all your time on break to mope about Mydei?” Castorice sighed out from somewhere to his right and cutting through his thoughts, which garnered a muffled groan from Phainon.

“.. Yes, when he’s not near me is the only time I can think clearly..” 

And even then ‘clearly’ was still somewhat muddied, he had to admit. 

Mydei was a rollercoaster for Phainon to even think about. The first person he ever was interested in the scent of, and it didn’t even line up with what other people said he smelled like. Was Phainon’s nose actually broken? Mydei was also the first person he had ever wanted to try to pursue romantically, and Mydei didn’t even take him seriously in that regard. 

Not that Phainon could blame him.

Phainon had looked into it a lot lately online, and alphas falling in love with alphas happened rarely, sure. But not in the way Phainon had grown attached to mydei, none of them wrote about their scents being alluring or sweet. Just that they were friends for a long time and slowly became more interested in each other, giving up on their secondary genders mattering so much to them.

But he barely knew Mydei.

Phainon banged his forehead against the front desk once more for good measure before sitting up with a dreadfully slow pace. He was so beyond cooked; He was absolutely fried. 

He slowly reached for his phone. He had to know. He had to. 

Phainon; do you hate children?

Short and to the point, Mydei wasn’t working the same shift as him today, so as long as Mydei wasn’t someone that slept until two somedays. It was fine..

Phainon felt as though he could breathe freely when he saw those three dots appear, an easy sign to know Mydei was in fact awake and willing to reply to Phainon.

Mydei; ? No.
Mydei; I think you misunderstood me last night.
Phainon; oh.
Phainon; oh my god really
Mydei; Yes. I am quite fond of children.
Mydei; Due to my appearance, however, I am not fond of talking to children whose parents I do not know.
Mydei; I am well aware of the looks I receive from parents due to my tattoos.
Mydei; I’ve no desires of starting qualms where I can avoid them.
Phainon; oh.
Phainon; ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh my god
Mydei; ? What?
Phainon; nothing. sorry for the weird question. have a nice day, see you later.
Mydei; You will be gone before my shift starts.
Phainon; hehe… maybe so..
Mydei; ? 

“He might actually be almost perfect and I’m an idiot.” Phainon mumbled as he resumed his stance of slamming his forehead into the desk.

“Oh? Almost perfect?” 

Phainon sat up quickly at that, blinking at the blonde beta who only gave him a pitying look as she stared down towards him. 

“What makes Mydei not perfect then for you?” Aglaea continued curiously, putting a finger to her chin as if this was suddenly the most interesting topic in the world while they were slow today. 

Phainon could only offer a weak smile, looking away nervously to the pen of dogs to the side; As if they could help him in this situation. “Differing opinions on cats.”

Aglaea only shrugged before placing another stack of papers beside Phainon on the desk, and Phainon really hadn’t expected he would have any paperwork to deal with when he signed up for working at a dog and cat cafe, and yet.. 

“It’s not like he owns one himself. If anything, the fact you like him means you could put up with owning a cat anyway.” Aglaea mused, with a small breath that was almost a laugh, but not quite there, more pitying than anything Phainon supposed. 

“.. That’s true.” Phainon conceded, there had indeed been no cats in Mydei’s apartment. Just a really tired and sick lion.. And that addictingly sweet scent that had Phainon bordering on the line of delirium all night long during their date. It took a lot of convincing to will himself to take a shower in the morning. He wanted Mydei’s scent to stay on his neck for weeks as a source of comfort.. Alas.. 

“Honestly, I’m quite surprised Mydei has been this nice to you.” Aglaea continued on, fully unaware of Phainon’s inner turmoil and bold actions he once again inflicted on Mydei last night, but that certainly did garner his attention as he snapped his gaze to her once again. 

“Huh?”

Aglaea as she leaned on the desk eyed him for a brief moment before shrugging her shoulders, brushing a lock of hair back off her forehead elegantly. “I don’t ever remember him befriending a single other alpha before you. I guess your docile temperament really compliments his own.”

“He’s normally super aggressive to other alphas?”

“I wouldn’t say that.. He’s.. It’s more like they get possessive around him.”

Phainon knit his brows over that before swallowing hard before looking away from Aglaea and back to the papers on the desk that he was assuredly going to have to face once again once his break ended. 

Aglaea didn’t miss that for even a beat of a second as she breathed out a sigh, “I meant towards other people, not him , Phainon.”

“R..Right.”

“.. Poor Mydei. You’re saying the first alpha he’s befriended is also one that’s trying to court him?” Castorice muttered as she passed by hurriedly before opening the dog pen and entering it with swift movements. Movements Phainon only watched with a flabbergasted expression.

“Whose team are you on here..?” Phainon mumbled out before stalling in his own thoughts again.

He hadn’t ever been on a date before.

That date with Mydei was his first with Mydei, and his first ever in general. And with how he acted in the cafe and angering Mydei quite obviously with the scenting, he wasn’t sure if Mydei would be kind enough to grace him the chance of a second date. He was actually fucked..

Phainon instead let out a weak groan as he heard the clicking off Aglaea’s heels as she turned away to leave them both in the front. Done with her delivery it seemed. 

“I’m going to bake him a loaf of bread.”

Castorice made a garbled snorting noise across the room, nearly immediately losing it before she quieted herself down slightly, “I’m sorry? You’ll do what?”

Phainon stood at that, mainly to stretch his limbs loosely before he flashed her a small grin, one that he meant with good intentions but one she knew very well to be evil in nature.

“Aglaea said food is Mydei’s love language, and he likes baking. So! If I bake him bread it will surely warm his heart.”

Castorice however, kneeling in the dog pen, could only give him a look he could call ‘horrified’ over those words.

“You.. Are a horrible cook, Phainon. We all know that, even he knows that.. You won't just warm his heart.. You'll make it stop beating completely.” 

Phainon moved his hands dramatically at that, attempting to motion how serious he was even though he was absolutely ignoring that stop beating part, “Exactly! He’ll know how much he means to me that I would try to make him something and find it endearing! At least I hope.” Phainon explained, giving her a small thumbs up, “Everyone loves bread right? I could follow a guide!”

Castorice only continued her rather blank and horrified stare before she slowly moved to focus wholly back onto the husky that was rolling for her attention. A small noise came from her, one Phainon knew very well due to his days of practicing it. Fake sniffling.

“Mydei is going to eat bread and die soon..” Castorice weakly told the dog in front of her before scratching their ear lovingly. And Phainon could only feign the agony of his friend having no trust in him with a pathetic sounding groan leaving his lips.

“So.. That’s a no on helping me taste test the bread I make for him?” Phainon slowly inquired as he leaned onto the desk with his hands, blinking the biggest puppy-eyes he could manage. Ones that Castorice was very easily immune to by now.

“I shall pray for Mydei’s safety and wellbeing if he actually indulges in your bread, I however am not eating your baked poison.”

Notes:

mydei has a crush on his co-worker..

Chapter 5

Notes:

1 kitchen died in the making of this fanfic. this is so sad.
if i forgot any sex tags let me know.. it's not a gh53h54w2 fanfiction unless i put slow burn on it and then make them bang in chapter 5 (this cannot keep happening)
anyways please heed the updated tags. yadda yadda ty

Mydei didn’t work today.

And that meant it was a terribly boring day off for him. 

He once hadn’t cared - He preferred the silence and the alone time, he thrived in it even. But now he couldn’t shake this weird feeling of loneliness that was eating into him, that was seeping into his bones each time he checked his phone and found no notifications. Phainon had even left him on read, and it had been many hours since then.. 

Mydei considered at first maybe he was swamped at work, understandable, everyone did dump  their paperwork onto the alpha who accepted it with a much too bright smile each time.. Until about ten minutes later when he realized Phainon also did not work today. 

Mydei could only figure his plan to show Phainon that he didn’t have a crush had worked out perfectly.

If only the thought of that didn’t annoy him slightly. 

Mydei could only scroll through social media and seek cat videos to clear his mind of whatever weird feelings he may have. He didn’t want to dwell on them too much.

He didn’t have to, instead blinking at the notification banner above his beloved cat photos before tapping into it curiously. 

 

>> Aglaea has added Mydeimos to the chat.

Aglaea: Good afternoon Mydeimos, while I did not wish to seek you out on your day off, Fate is never kind. 

Castorice; … We have a situation.

Mydei felt his face drag into a scowl over that as he tapped the back of his phone case and readjusted himself on his couch. If it was just Aglaea, he would have assumed she was asking him to come into work. But Castorice being in the chat too..? 

Mydei; What is it?

Castorice; We have to figure out what to do with Phainon.

Mydei paused at the mention of the man that had ceased communication with him today, tilting his head at that text message. 

Mydei; ? What?

Aglaea; He started a fire in his kitchen while baking bread, apparently, and they’re evicting him. 

Mydei; What?

Aglaea; It is the third time he has set it on fire.

Mydei; ?

Castorice; He was trying to bake you bread..

Mydei slowly moved to pinch at the bridge of his nose over that, closing his eyes for a moment to try to comprehend how and why the hell this had become a situation?

Mydei; I feel like all I’ve said since being added is ‘what’, but I’ll go ahead and say it again. What?

Aglaea; Not to worry, if he hadn’t caught his apartment on fire he may have served you literal poison instead. This is the better outcome. 

Mydei’s confusion almost made his head hurt over this ‘baking bread for him’ shit. What on Earth did they mean by that? Was it some kind of.. Euphemism he was painfully unaware of?

Mydei; This doesn’t explain why he was making me bread in the first place? When did I say I wanted bread?

Castorice; He is unwell.

Aglaea; He is unwell. 

Mydei; ?

Mydei knew that. If his interactions with the fellow alpha that seemed fond of scenting Mydei had told him anything; It was that Phainon was horribly ‘unwell’ . 

Mydei; So what is the issue outside of his idiocy?

Castorice; We have to rehome him.

Mydei; Why did you phrase that like he’s a pet dog? He can get a hotel.

Aglaea; He cannot.

Aglaea; Hotels require you to fill out your rut and heat cycles so that you are not a potential risk to their company.

Mydei; You’re implying his rut is soon, then?

Aglaea; According to him, quite. Maybe even simply later today.

Mydei; … He has horrible timing with being a complete moron. 

Aglaea; The issue arises of finding someone willing to house him during his rut as well.

Aglaea; Even as betas and my trust in Phainon, I do know how he acts during his rut.

Mydei sighed before dragging a hand through his hair roughly, the idea of spending time around another alpha that was deluding themself into being interested in Mydei in his own home for days on end felt.. Insane. The fact it would be during his rut as well was even worse. Without his apartment and his scent everywhere, Phainon would probably be feral having to smell another alpha everywhere. 

Phainon would be pissed off his entire rut smelling Mydei, and Mydei would have to deal with it every time he came home. 

Wonderful.
Mydei; I see. 

Mydei; You want me to put up with him and his rut?

Aglaea; Or we could debate who is least likely to get mauled by him.

Aglaea; And I don’t think you win that debate, Mydeimos.

Mydei; ? Because of his ‘crush’ on me? 

Castorice; Why is crush in quotes like you don’t believe it.. That man wants you so very badly..

Mydei; He really doesn’t.

Aglaea; Mydeimos’s denial aside..

Mydei; ?

Aglaea; I do believe at the least, Mydeimos is a better fit between us to fight off any advances Phainon may make towards him.

Mydei; Does he not have any other friends to ask? He barely knows me.

Aglaea; They’re all betas and omegas.

Mydei paused at that. That made sense, honestly. Considering Phainon had a guest room, he most likely had over people he enjoyed having sex with all the time - And just simply never mated them. It wasn’t out of the ordinary to think about a pretty and outgoing alpha like him easily having hundreds of people willing to fuck him. Finding someone that would treat him normal during his rut was probably a rather tall order. 

Mydei; … Right.

Mydei; I’ll ask, but I don’t have a guest room. He probably won’t want to suffer around me for such a long period either.

Castorice; He will want to.

Aglaea; He will want to.

Aglaea; Also. He was quite nervous and refused to even dare ask you, so good luck with that.

Mydei; ? Then I have my answer already.

Aglaea; That’s not what I mean.

Mydei; He doesn’t want to. What else could it mean?

Castorice; Mydei..

Mydei scoffed at that, instead clicking off his phone and chucking it to the end of his couch. He was quite sure that man would easily find someone willing to house him and most likely help him along in his rut instead of being forced to deal with Mydei. 

Whatever.

It was less of an issue for Mydei to deal with, he figured as he picked up his earlier discarded book and began to read it again. 

Mydei wished he could claim he sat there and read for hours, passing by the time easily. Instead he hadn’t, he had instead immediately fallen asleep and taken a cat nap for a solid two hours before waking up due to a crick in his neck. Probably due to his head hanging off the couch.. He slowly cracked it before leaning to get his phone lazily. Blinking a yawn away as he looked at the mess of unread notifications he had to backread through.

Aglaea; I assure you. He wants to, he just doesn’t want to burden you either.

Castorice; I agree with Aglaea.

Aglaea; Mydeimos?

Castorice; Mydei? Are you there?

>> Aglaea has added Phainon to the chat.

Aglaea; Mydei, are you there now?

Castorice; Sheesh, he really thought Phainon wanted nothing to do with him and tapped out immediately..

Phainon; h...huh? when did i say anything like that!!!! thats nowhere near what i feel about him??

Castorice; Can you not scroll up?

Phainon; no?? I can only see up to where you guys added me..

Aglaea; Ah. Well. Mydei was going to offer to let you stay at his apartment, assumed you wouldn’t want to due to a lack of a guest room. We said you felt nervous asking, he immediately decided that was a ‘no’ from you, and stopped replying to us around an hour ago.

Phainon; he was going to what

Phainon; mydei are you there?

Phainon; this is legitimately the worst day of my life im convinced lolllllll 😔😔

Aglaea; You’re so dramatic. I’m willing to bet he went to sleep.

Castorice; I’ll bet on that.

Phainon; mydei.. wake up sleepy head..

Mydei heaved out a sigh at that, before tapping out and looking at his messages with Phainon instead. They were.. Certainly more lively now. Or well, were. Phainon hadn’t sent too many messages compared to normal. Probably busy moving in with someone for the time being, so Mydei didn’t quite blame him for the lack of messages today.

Along with his apartment catching on fire.. He clearly had bigger issues to deal with than messaging a fellow alpha on his day off.

Phainon; SORRY FOR THE LATE REPLY

Phainon; today has been the worst. i think i have to pack up cooking for good..

Phainon; ANYWAY havent really had a chance to catch my breath, i hope your day is going well!

Mydei opted to ignore those, instead tapping into the group chat slowly. He really didn’t know what to say, surely they had already figured everything out by now and didn’t even require his input by now. Against his better judgement, he still found himself politely offering again.

 

Mydei; I was asleep.

Mydei; He can still stay with me if he wants, but I assume someone else has given him a guest bedroom by now.

Mydei stared at his phone for a few moments, waiting, but no one replied out of the three in there. Since he was asleep for a good two hours, he easily figured Phainon had called up someone to house him and ease his rut for him. Mydei almost clicked off his phone again, almost turned on the volume this time, and almost threw it once more before doing other things.

Almost.

Aglaea; Hello Mydeimos. The dog is on his way.

Mydei; ? The dog?

Castorice; Phainon.

Aglaea; Phainon.

Phainon; meeee 😊

Mydei; Oh. Alright. So he is staying at my place?

Aglaea; It would seem that way, not to worry. If he wrongs you I will kill him.

Mydei; It’s fine. He’s just banned from my kitchen.

Aglaea; Rightfully so.

Castorice; All kitchens thank you.

Phainon; thats fair

Mydei didn’t reply to their agreements, instead opening that man’s damn messages again. 

Mydei; Do you need my address?

Phainon; nope!! I remember 

Mydei; Oh.

Phainon; is it weird that i remember it

Phainon; i change my mind. i forgot. send it to me.

Mydei; I’m making dinner. Figure it out yourself.

Mydei; Door is unlocked though. Just come in.

Phainon; 😭okay thank you 💙

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Phainon was exhausted.

Between catching his apartment on fire, being told that was his last strike, and then having to hurriedly move all his belongings into storage; His day had been hell on earth. The absolute worst. 

It shouldn’t have been! 

He had a clear goal in mind; To give Mydei a gift from his heart! 

It was common for alphas to give gifts when attempting to court other people, he was no better! He wanted to give Mydei a gift he would probably enjoy and now he had just become a burden to him instead. He could only curse himself for this, if his natural rut wasn’t so soon he would have stayed at a hotel and never told a soul.. But what was he supposed to do!?

Now he could only look out the window of Aglaea’s car as she drove him pathetically to Mydei’s apartment with the meager supplies he was bringing along for daily life.

Don’t get him wrong, living with Mydei for even just a bit was a dream come true for him here. 

But as much as a dream it was, it was a nightmare! 

His fingers gripped into his own skin and threatened to draw blood as he so much as thought about spending his rut around Mydei. Around Mydei during all his freetime.. Basking in Mydei’s scent constantly. There was no way he was actually going to stay sane. Mydei’s pheromones even off his rut made him want to tackle Mydei - To lick his scent glands, to taste him, to sink his teeth into him, ravish him, pleasure him in ways he didn’t know possible as an alpha, show him that even with their secondary gender being the same they could mak-

“Phainon, I don’t know what you’re thinking about. But let’s stop that and keep the approaching rut at bay while you’re still in the car with me.” Aglaea said as she looked at him through her rearview mirror, a delicate arched brow told Phainon all he needed to know about the pheromones he was producing at his thoughts in the backseat. 

“.. Sorry.” Phainon weakly mumbled before looking out the window at the passing buildings, eyes barely registering them as they zoomed by. He was doomed. His heart felt like it was going to strangle him by how stuck in his throat it was when he thought about living with Mydei. 

“Try to behave yourself around him, won’t you?” Came Aglaea’s rather knowing voice, as if she knew he was falling down the spiral of thinking about that damned beautiful alpha yet again. 

“.. You know that’s going to be hard for me.. I’ll do my best!” Phainon attempted to perk up, attempted to put on his normal dazzling smile, all that only fell flat judging by the shake of Aglaea’s head in the front seat.

“You are incredibly erratic and almost violent in your rut, I trust him the most to punch you into a wall for it.”

“.. There’s a reason why I didn’t want to ask him. We should have warned him..”

“I know.” Came Aglaea’s lackluster reply, one that was remarkably flat as she focused on the road. No intentions on actually telling Mydei how Phainon was during it and Phainon could only retrieve his phone and debate it between his fingers. 

“I don’t know if I’ll be aggressive towards him for once as well during it.. I really hope not..” Phainon mumbled as he looked at his black screen, giving a deep sigh before clicking it on and typing in his passcode.

Phainon; mydei

Phainon; im actually really aggressive and violent on my rut.

Phainon; its why i was scared to ask you i really will die if im mean to you

Mydei; Whatever.

Phainon; whatever ???

Mydei; I’ll throw you through the window if I need to.

Phainon; haha.. that somehow does make me feel better..

Mydei; 👍K.

Phainon; that doesnt.

“I hope not for both of your sakes, as well.” Aglaea sighed out, clearly noticing his frantic typing as she continued on with a few spared glances to him in the backseat. “Just try not to get on Mydeimos’s bad side, please.”

Phainon laughed at that, he really didn’t want to be thrown from the second story, that was sure. Angering the only person that had ever made him desire more from romance.. That was a fate worse than death. “Wasn’t aware he had a bad side.”

Aglaea scoffed lightly, as if that was the most amusing thing she had heard all morning if Phainon ignored how loudly she laughed hearing he caught his kitchen on fire. Again. For the third time this year.

“He’s an alpha.”

Wish he wasn’t.

Those were the words Phainon wished he could say to that, and maybe he would have if he wasn’t rather sure Aglaea would throw him out of the car while it was still moving if he did..

“Mm.” Was the more normal noise he opted for instead.

“You’re lucky you’re not already on it. He must actually like you.”

Phainon’s brain short-circuited just a tad over that. “Like me?”

“Maybe not in the way you’d prefer just yet, but yes, I do think he has grown fond of you in his own way.” Aglaea explained with a shrug as both hands remained firmly on the wheel, “He wouldn’t let you stink up his territory on your rut otherwise..”

Phainon didn’t even attempt to stop the beaming smile he felt creeping onto his lips as he tucked his phone away again. “If that’s the case, I’m taking this small praise in stride!”

“Don’t do that, I fear what that may cause for Mydeimos... Regardless. We’re here.” Aglaea immediately shot him down dryly, making sure to silence his half-started refusal of it ‘going to his head at all’ before it left his lips. “Get out of my car, it’s already going to smell like you for the next week.”

“Hehe. Sorry.” Phainon said flatly, as he bent across the set to withdraw his rather heavy backpack. He certainly had stuffed his clothes into it like a pack rat before Aglaea had come to the storage unit and immediately unpacked him with a scowl on her face, and then repacked his belongings nicely.. It fit way more stuff when her deft fingers came along to solve the riddle he didn’t know he was making for her.

She even made him change his outfit saying ‘I’m not taking you to Mydei’s with that on.’ while pointing a perfectly polished and manicured finger into his chest over his minion themed shirt that said ‘Shh, I’m hiding from stupid people!’. And Phainon liked that shirt a lot.. He obeyed regardless..

“Don’t say ‘hehe’ out loud and then say sorry when I know you’re not.” Aglaea sighed dramatically, turning in the front seat to look at him rather disapprovingly. A look he had gotten a lot from Aglaea in his life.. But it still hurts nonetheless!

“Sorry.” Phainon quietly said, not an ounce sorry-er than before however!

Aglaea shook her golden locks at that slowly, “Mydeimos is going to have his hands full with you..”

Phainon however only opened the door and stuck his head back into it as he gave his farewell, a hand tapping mindlessly on the door he was holding; “See you at work tomorrow!”

“Maybe. If you can hold back your rut.” Aglaea’s flat reply came as she lifted a perfectly sculpted brow to look at him egregiously. No one had any faith in him here..

“That’s.. True.” 

Phainon could only offer a sheepish laugh, he didn’t blame them. Everyone knew his ruts were.. Chaotic. He couldn’t fight the sinking feeling that this was going to mess everything up with Mydei, but Aglaea had insisted on it even as Phainon kept trying to refuse. Something about ‘knowing Mydei best’ and ‘trusting him to throw Phainon into a wall if he’s angry’.

And Phainon had to agree! He knew no one else that was probably strong enough to throw Phainon into a wall like Mydei! Even if he couldn’t deny how hot that sounded either..

“Best of luck to you, Phainon.”

“Thanks, Aglaea. Seriously, thank you.” Phainon said with a bow of his head before shutting the door after him and tiptoeing onto the sidewalk, giving a wave as her black car rolled away. His entire body felt stiff as he held his backpack in hand before slugging it over one of his shoulders lazily. He could do this. He could be normal about this situation and about Mydei in general!

Easy.

Easy was the one-worded mantra he repeated in his head. Easy was the word he said as he stepped into the elevator and listened to the hum of machinery as it rose. Easy. Easy was not said as he stood in front of that familiar door and was able to smell that sweet maple scent even through the wood. 

Phainon breathed in deep, savoring the last amount of normal un-Mydei’d air he was going to get for the rest of the night. He was doomed. And yet, a hand ghosted to the door and opened it. 

“Mydei?”

There was no reply and well.. Mydei did say to ‘just come in’ and Phainon did. Politely once again removing his shoes to leave with the arrangement of Mydei’s shoes at the side of the door before pausing. He couldn’t help but already feel that dizzying effect of Mydei’s pheromones. He had done decently well to ignore it the first time he was here, but now it was horribly thick.

Choking and suffocating and so very delectable, he opted to ignore the way his mouth watered.

This was going to be a long sleepover.

“Mydei?” Phainon called again, attempting to ignore that ever delirium inducing smell that was now all around him. Surely he would get over it, right? He could adapt to this. He had to.

“Phainon?”

Phainon wished he could say he didn’t perk up over hearing that deep tone speak out his name.. Alas.. He was not strong enough to stop himself from seeking out that voice happily and immediately began walking through the apartment that was Mydei’s. That deep sweet scent embedded into every inch of his home.. Phainon wanted to curl up in it and never leave..

As Phainon slowly found his way through the slightly familiar halls he could smell it. Something else along with Mydei’s scent, a deepness and richness that had to be what he was cooking since he had said earlier he was making dinner. 

What Phainon had not expected was to find Mydei standing by the counter with a pink frilly apron on. No silly text on it, just a standing Mydei who had a glass of water in one hand in his phone in the other; Wholly focused on the phone before blinking upwards as Phainon entered the kitchen. 

“Mydei!” Phainon instantly beamed as those golden eyes found their way to his own blue, chiseled face, still rather expressionless as he blinked at the fellow alpha. 

“I made lasagna.” Was the dry and flat response he earned immediately back and Phainon couldn’t help the smile on his lips over it. 

“Er.. Hello to you too!” Phainon said with a light-hearted laugh. He really did enjoy how unamused this alpha always seemed, it made pulling actual smiles from him feel so much more rewarding in a way.

On the other hand, Mydei continued to ignore those greetings and instead tilted his head, causing blonde locks to flutter about his face and made Phainon really take in his features today. It was unfair how he was wearing a sleeveless shirt with shorts underneath an apron. Didn’t that just completely destroy the point of the apron?!

His hair pulled back into an upper ponytail was the worst offense, Phainon physically had to clench his hand at his side into a fist to stop himself from staring at the man’s neck. 

This was an unfair and cruel punishment that Aglaea had sentenced him to.. How had he pissed her off this badly?!

“It’s still hot so put down your.. You only brought a backpack? Or did you leave the rest at the front?” Mydei was clearly judging him now, eyes focusing on the rather swollen backpack lazily tossed over Phainon’s shoulder.

Phainon moved a hand to the strap slung over one of his shoulders to pat it gently, “This is all I need!”

Mydei seemed completely unconvinced, and Phainon could only give a deep sigh internally over watching how cutely his features morphed into a confused one. Or maybe it was horrified. Phainon really couldn’t tell, and the dizziness he was feeling over Mydei’s scent being everywhere really wasn’t helping him with figuring it out.

His eyes could only lower from Mydei’s face and focus on his neck instead, wondering what that intoxicating and cloying scent would taste like on his tongue..

“You have faith you can find a new apartment quickly..?” 

“Well..” Phainon blinked away at the question innocently, moving his eyes to the table that he couldn’t help but feel a flutter in his stomach over the way it was already set up for two people. “I hope so, but I don’t need that much stuff to function!”

“Right..” Mydei mumbled, not very sold on that idea it seemed before setting his phone on the counter beside him to swirl his cup of iced water lazily, eyes darting to the table where Phainon’s had drifted to. “Is that a no on the lasagna?”

“No! I can eat just.. Can I have some water too?” Phainon was horribly parched. He didn’t know if that was from the acts of today keeping him on his toes all morning and afternoon, or just the heavy scent of Mydei making him fight his urges to drool. 

Phainon gave a shuddering breath at the thought, he had to stay calm. To hopefully keep his rut away for a few days until he settled into smelling Mydei constantly, and to not just ‘stink up’ Mydei’s own territory.. Mydei was giving him an act of kindness here, he couldn’t squander it so easily..

“I’d tell you about where to find stuff in my kitchen, but I fear for her safety. I’ll get you some, sure.” Mydei almost hissed out, and Phainon couldn’t help the light laugh he gave, “The living room is across the hall if you want to put your stuff down. Sorry, no guest bedroom.”

“I don’t mind!” Phainon instantly reassured him as he turned to scurry off, he really didn’t. Mydei was already doing him a huge favor, being mad over his sleeping conditions would be absolutely insane of him. Especially since he didn’t want to endanger anyone with his rut, but Mydei had so willingly accepted him and the warning with little care.

Phainon swiftly found the living room, it was right across the hall in fact, easy enough to remember. Everything in Mydei’s house was rather barren, almost uncharacteristically so. Phainon had thought about it before, but with how loved Mydei’s kitchen utensils were and how much time he seemed to spend in there, he would have thought it would have been more decorated. But with the living room walls empty and only a couch and coffee table in  the living room, Phainon couldn’t help but be curious as he set down his backpack beside the couch slowly.

“Not big on interior design?” Phainon called from the short distance away, glancing around for anything that was personalized. Outside from the white walls here and the black couch and deep dark oak wooden coffee table, there was nothing.

Phainon didn’t get a reply, it was met with complete and apt silence. Phainon rolled his shoulders at that before moving back into the kitchen slowly, pausing for a moment before he actually reentered that room. His body felt taut, on edge, more than normal - Almost as if he was restless. He could only furrow his brows and hope to shake it off easily before forcing a smile back onto his lips as he crossed the kitchen’s threshold. 

Mydei really was perfect.

Even as the man merely sat at the table with his legs rather far apart in a spread, Phainon couldn’t help but flicker at the way he had in fact set a glass of water beside an empty plate where Phainon was clearly being told to sit. Mydei was once again on his phone but blinked up at Phainon’s return and set it aside.

“I have no intention of decorating a home I don’t want to stay in for long.”

Phainon’s heart immediately lurched in a nauseating way, one that made his steps towards the table almost stutter, “You want to move away?”

Mydei only raised a brow slowly at that, “I didn’t say that. I just don’t like my apartment very much.” 

“Oh.” Phainon intelligently said, embarrassingly feeling himself perk up over that as he pulled the chair from the table, “We could get an apartment together.” Phainon’s mouth moved on its own with the passing thought that had sped by his brain. 

And he could only blink as dumbfoundedly as Mydei also did.

“Together?” Mydei echoed, and Phainon slowly turned his head to focus on him. Phainon really didn’t know how or why that left his lips so easily, like it was the simplest solution in the world for both of them. 

“Uh.” Phainon added on, helping the situation tenfold as Mydei still only incredulously stared at him, “To.. Help you save up money for a place you really like?” Phainon offered his bullshit of a reply, feeling the heat rising in his face at an exponential rate and he could only pray that Mydei couldn’t see it even though the man was staring him down.

“.. Right.” Mydei slowly said, clearly, unconvinced of that sound logic Phainon had swiftly brewed up. And at that, Phainon could only quickly force himself to sit down and beam to Mydei. “Lasagna, huh?”

Mydei only remained gawking at him like he had said the most insane shit ever, probably because he did but like.. Did he have to keep reminding Phainon of that with his baffled expression? Even if it was really cute on his face..

“Yeah..” Was the thrilling answer he earned from Mydei who slowly focused on the lasagna in a large porcelain pan in the middle of the table, “I was going to make sides, but I’m not hungry so..” Mydei trailed off slowly, still clearly reeling from Phainon saying they should live together when they weren’t even technically dating yet. Yet. 

“You’re not hungry?” Phainon repeated, unable to control how baffled that made Phainon feel, blinking at the alpha sitting a bit away and to the untouched lasagna he had made. 

“.. No.” Mydei admitted, almost sounding tired as he said that simple word and Phainon couldn’t stop the chuckle that left his lips over it, pointing an index finger at the dish before him, “Then why make an entire lasagna?”

“.. To be a good host?” Mydei slowly said, eyes flicking to the accused dish and Phainon with brows knitted. 

“Huh?” Phainon asked, because it wasn’t adding up to him. If it was just to be a good host, why was Mydei speaking so quietly as he admitted such a thing. Why was his face flushing so cutely? Why did his scent slowly get stronger in his own home that already was buried in his own scent? 

“You made it.. For me?” Phainon slowly asked, puzzling out the reality of the situation behind that innocent dish of lasagna. 

“.. Don’t say it like that.” And that was almost all of the confirmation Phainon needed from the hushed tone Mydei had taken up, obviously embarrassed over admitting such a kind gesture.

Phainon couldn’t help but press the matter more. 

He needed to take a mile when he was offered an inch with this alpha in question.

“But, you did, didn’t you?”

“Don’t say it like that.. I would have done it for anyone.” Mydei puffed out easily,  those golden eyes narrowing as they returned to Phainon with an intensity that made his skin burn under them. 

Phainon only waggled his index finger a bit more towards the lasagna, still untouched between the two of them. 

“But this is for me?” 

“.. Yes.”

Phainon finally came to terms with it, that fate was terribly cruel. That fate had played such a mean prank on the both of them by making Mydei an alpha when Mydei was so clearly made for the role of a loving and doting mother. It was unfair. Phainon could only give a warm chuckle over the last few shreds of his own sanity being at threat of snapping horribly. 

“You’re sweet, aren’t you?” Phainon daringly asked, earning an immediate and clear jolt of Mydei’s head going backwards.

“What?”

Phainon laughed at the reaction, before leaning back in his chair to drift his gaze to the wall and stare at absolutely nothing. How far was he willing to try to push this man? He had been here less than ten minutes and already wanted to bury himself into Mydei’s neck and lap at the scent glands there.

It was doomed.

“I’m teasing!” Phainon offered with a dismissive wave of his hand as he looked back at Mydei, savoring the way those golden eyes looked wholly unconvinced. Rightfully so. If Mydei actually believed him when Phainon said he had a crush on him, he may have actually been cooked alive here.

“.. Are you?” Mydei instead inquired, a hint of pure disbelief leaking into every syllable he pronounced and Phainon couldn’t help but laugh again softly. Almost weakly, trying to hide his growing shame. He wanted this man so, so badly. 

“You’re going to drive me insane, I think.” Phainon opted to say.

Mydei only sighed as that, righting himself to instead wholly be facing Phainon instead of the table, and even that small gesture made Phainon’s head feel dizzy over the undivided attention being sent to him.

“Me? You’re the annoying one here in my home about to be on your rut.”

“That’s true..”

“You’re aggressive on it, right?” Phainon at the question ghosted his hand to the glass of water Mydei had gotten for him, to slowly take a sip of it. Eyes staring into the translucent glass like it could offer him a way out.

“Extremely.” Phainon admitted, and with that simple word he continued to wish he wasn’t in Mydei’s home. 

“Wow.”  Mydei mumbled, and Phainon regretted looking up to see the smirk the man had on his lips, as if he was more amused by that than threatened, “Your pheromones already flare up to hell when I anger you, can’t wait to see how that goes on your rut surrounded by my territory.”

Phainon tensed at that, “You’ve never angered me.” Phainon corrected him sternly, setting the glass he had begun to grip much too hard down on the table.

“Really? Even when that beta was hitting on me instead of you?” Mydei’s jabs continued, and Phainon could only blink at him. He had.. Thought they settled this before.

“Because I want you. ” Phainon could only say as he stared at anything but Mydei for his own sanity, his body feeling unusually hot and he wasn’t sure it was just due to this situation or talk. He moved a hand to clutch at his own pants idly, tightly.

“.. Want me?” Mydei echoed, his voice rising slightly in his new state of shock over those easy words, and Phainon couldn’t help himself from laughing. From enjoying how honest Mydei’s face could be with those wide pupils blinking at Phainon. That reaction made Phainon’s next words easy to say, they were the truth anyway. 

“I told you. I have a crush on you.”

“That-” 

“You still don't believe me, right? That I like you? That another alpha could possibly be interested in you?” Phainon said, unable to stop the way his voice almost shook as he dropped it lower, narrowing his eyes at the clearly baffled Mydei. Phainon didn’t stop though, feeling that last thread keeping his sanity intact twist fragilely as he leaned forward, “I do. I do like you and I’m interested in you. And I’m an alpha just like you.”

Mydei said nothing at that, but Phainon could only note the way that blush dusting his features from before hadn’t vanished. He could only note the way Mydei’s eyes darted away at that. 

He could only note how cutely Mydei had acted over being told such a thing to his face with nowhere to go. 

“.. I think I need to excuse myself.” Phainon blankly said, immediately feeling like he had crossed several lines. He had before, but today was different. He was restless, everytime he breathed in he felt dizzy and almost like he was light airy. A common thing he felt with Mydei’s scent, but it was so heavy today. His body was sluggish, heavy - Yet absolutely itching to touch Mydei. Like it would fix everything going wrong in his head.

“Right.. Make yourself at home then.” Was the rigid reply from Mydei, and one that immediately made Phainon feel so very guilty over not eating that lasagna cooked just for him. 

He couldn’t. He had to come to terms that his rut was nearing, that this unrest inside of him was because of that and being close to Mydei. He needed to think and maybe google how to make himself unable to smell for the next few days. 

“Thanks.” Phainon said before quickly standing up, pausing there to say sorry but the words didn’t come out as Mydei’s eyes flicked up to meet his own. Even just.. Looking downwards on Mydei felt dangerous as his hand twitched at his side, letting go of the vice grip he had on his pants. 

He instead wordlessly turned away and left the kitchen, not another word spared by either over that weird interaction and Phainon could only curse himself as he sat in the living room with the light remaining off. Staring at his phone dumbfoundedly. 

He wasn’t ashamed to say what he was scrolling through, but if Mydei asked he would say anything but ‘can alphas take knots’ threads. 

The answer he had found was yes, they could apparently, the unsavory part was it was painful for them. Extremely painful.

Phainon couldn’t help but click off his phone and toss it to the side of the couch as he listened to Mydei cleaning up the very unused kitchen utensils probably.

He felt like shit, he really was already just the worst roommate in existence. He should have just eaten some damn lasagna and shut up. Why couldn’t he be more like Garfield..?

“Phainon,” Phainon jerked at that, tossing his head to the side to blink at Mydei who seemed wholly unimpressed by the reaction but didn’t comment, “I put the lasagna in the microwave with foil over it if you want some later, and your drink is on the counter.”

Phainon tightened his lips into almost a frown, this man was really too kind and caring beneath that rigid outer layer he had.. Phainon could only knit his brows in the dark as his eyes slowly lowered from Mydei’s face, with the lack of apron now, Mydei was really really unfair. Why did he own such short shorts that practically left nothing to the imagination with such well toned legs..

“Your rut is starting, by the way.” Mydei added, making Phainon tense up over those words, mouth falling agape to question it, but Mydei was faster, “I can smell it, your pheromones spiked up a crazy amount a bit ago. Not your normal ones either.” 

“Is this really okay?” Phainon mindlessly asked immediately, suddenly doubting everything that was currently happening. He should have fought Aglaea more on this or looked for more rut accepting hotels or.. Something..

“Hmm?” Mydei hummed, completely unaware of Phainon’s inner turmoil.

“Me being here. On my rut. Is it okay?” Phainon found himself almost whispering, raising his voice slightly as he searched Mydei’s face for answers, unable to find any in the dim lighting. “You understand I’ll be masturbating in your home, right? On your couch?”

Mydei said nothing for a moment, instead letting the silence fall between them before Phainon watched him lean into the door frame, a scoff leaving his lips.

“Explain to me why you didn’t stay with betas or omegas.”

“.. Huh?” 

“Go on.” Mydei demanded, and Phainon could only reel over the way his voice had lowered. Mydei was making himself clear that this was a command, that he wanted to hear this from Phainon’s mouth above all else. 

“I.. I’m very violent, I don’t want to hurt anyone.. Or worse.” Phainon attempted to obey the command, trying to process out the reasoning behind it while also embarrassed over his own actions on his rut. He had always painfully spent them alone due to it, suffering through them wordlessly in fear of hurting someone he cared for.

“Yeah. Then it’s fine.” Mydei shrugged easily.

“Huh?”

Mydei sighed at that, standing straight again before waving a hand dismissively, “I can stand putting up with your weird vanilla smell in my house for a while for other people’s sake.”

“Are you sure you're an alpha?” Were words that left Phainon’s lips without a second thought, words even he knew he should not have said out loud and yet he did. An insane question to ask.

“.. Huh?” Was the rightfully dumbfounded and quiet reply that Mydei offered at that, and well. Phainon had already dug this hole, so he just kind of kept digging.
“You’re.. Just so perfect to be anything but that.” Phainon slowly said, as if that really helped his case or the words he said at all. It didn’t. He knew it didn’t.. And yet, he said them. 

The silence that fell after those words was absolutely daunting to Phainon, loud and deafening in its reality before Mydei seemed to have had enough torturing him by just standing there silently. 

“.. That’s really bold of you to say, so I’m writing it off as your rut starting for your own sake.” Mydei mumbled, his voice still remaining remarkably quiet as he hissed out those words, clearly some type of thread was also at risk of snapping in him as well. But Phainon was quite sure it was the ‘about to strangle you’ thread. 

“I’m going to go into my room and lock my door now. If you need me, and you’re in the throes of your rut, don’t. Also, being a protector is perfectly in line with being an alpha.”

“Hah.. Okay.” Was all Phainon could offer up as Mydei had already started walking away after hissing out those words, “Goodnight, Mydei.” He almost whispered out, fully aware that man could not have possibly heard him from the now growing distance as Phainon was left to brew there. 

His rut. 

That was it right? The reason why he had no filter and kept embarrassing himself to Mydei? Saying such insane things that in his right mind he wouldn’t, right?

As he moved his hands to cradle his own head and rub at his eyes roughly; He didn’t know. He didn’t feel overly aggressive or violent like normal. Usually every scent that wasn’t his own annoyed him to hell and back and brought him to snarling and growling. Mydei’s didn’t - And it was heavy and thick everywhere around him. 

If he was really on his rut, maybe he could just be normal with Mydei’s scent sating him enough? 

He could only seek out his phone again, weakly. He was pathetic for this man.

Phainon; im sorry

Phainon; you can throw me out the window if you want

Mydei; We stopped talking like three minutes ago.

Phainon; and that was plenty of time for me to think about my actions and repent!

Mydei; .. Uh huh.

Phainon; no but really i do thank you a lot for all of this and im sorry if i made you uncomfortable

Mydei; It’s whatever.

Phainon; its whatever he says…

Mydei; ? 

Phainon; anyway. Goodnight!!!!

Mydei; Goodnight.

Phainon once again brought his hands to his face to let out a low groan of frustration. The most perfect man in the world was here, made him a meal, offered his home to him, and then Phainon boldly said crazy shit to him. He had no social skills when it came to love and it was showing.

Mydei; I heard that.

Phainon choked back a whine at that. This man was going to be the death of him there was no way. 

Phainon; can you stop hearing things its going to be a long night for me if its my rut mydei..

Mydei; ? You want me to turn on my fan?

Phainon; please……………… im going to die if u hear me in here..

Phainon typed that, and he meant it, but he couldn’t fight the way he felt hot in his skin, the way he felt himself hardening over the idea of Mydei hearing him moaning. He was doomed, he wasn’t even fully convinced it was his rut starting yet. He felt too normal outside of how badly he wanted Mydei was not able to contain such a raw feeling bubbling in his chest. 

He wanted him. 

No.

He craved him and needed him. 

It wasn’t fair to be this close to Mydei when starting his rut but unable to touch him, it wasn’t fair. Phainon was sure Mydei would help him so nicely speed his rut along, help him work out his knots so nicely..

Phainon dragged a hand through his hair before letting a sigh out of his lips over how he could still feel himself half hard. Thinking about this wasn’t going to help him either, but the scent of Mydei being so heavy in the air wasn’t helping it subside either. Hoping that it went down on its own was clearly not going to work, so he dragged his hand down. 

It was still early, much too early for him to undress completely, undoing his jean buttons and his underwear to free his now growing erection was the more rational choice. He let out a shuddering breath as he handled himself, mainly over the fact he was doing so in Mydei’s own home.. While thinking about Mydei.. A few feet away.

“Mydei..” Phainon mumbled before rolling his thumb over his own slit, cursing himself slightly as he savored the friction but... He hadn’t packed any lube, that wouldn’t have been an issue if his rut had held off until the morning when he realized. But not as he languidly tried to use his growing precum as lube.. It’s slick.. But not nearly enough, not for a rut.

It was so over. 

He couldn’t do this without lube if he was really already on his rut like Mydei claimed.

It was fine. 

He would just.. Stoop to the lowest point he had ever truly been in his life, first catching his kitchen on fire (again), saying heinous stuff to Mydei, and now.. 

Phainon gave a frustrated noise, instead tucking himself back away, his now fully hardened cock tenting his pants. 

Phainon; mydei can i ask you something horrible

Mydei; It hasn’t stopped you before.

Phainon; haha…

Phainon; can i.. borrow some lube..

Mydei; .. You didn’t bring any? With your rut at the doorstep?

Phainon; my kitchen caught on fire. its been a long day.. i just forgot. 

Mydei; You’re actually unbelievable. 

Mydei; Fine.

Phainon; haha.. 

Phainon waited at that, horribly uncomfortable as he sat on Mydei’s couch waiting. He had hoped Mydei had kept it in his bathroom or something, but he felt even more agitated over that not being the case, over hearing Mydei’s door open like he kept the lube by his bed for others.. 

Phainon could only tense up as he saw new lights in the hallway turn on as Mydei walked, “Phainon.” And Phainon could only clench a hand with precum on it tightly, shallowly swallowing as he tilted his head to the left, to the entrance of the living room. 

“Here.” Mydei said as he came into view, hand extended with indeed a lone bottle of lube in it. And Phainon could only stare. “I..” Phainon started, blinking at Mydei slowly, he was hoping Mydei would throw it at him and leave, saving him from the embarrassment.

Instead.. So painfully slow did Mydei’s face crease into one of annoyance before his eyes quite literally drifted down Phainon’s body and stopped, clearly coming into contact with the issue.

“You don’t seem that aggressive.” Was the reply that made Phainon’s brain short-circuit, the words that made Phainon stand and cross over the room, and the words that made him grab hold of Mydei’s wrist tightly instead of the lube he was so kindly offering him.

“Do you want me to be aggressive?” 

Mydei was tense in his hold, incredibly still as his striking golden eyes met blue and then slowly narrowed. “Are you threatening me?” Mydei snarled out, and at this distance Phainon couldn’t help but marvel over how deliciously sharp the man’s canines were. 

Made to give mating bites.. 

But what else could they do?

“I’m inviting you.” Phainon lucidly almost purred out, keeping his grip on Mydei’s wrist as he took a step forward, mischief seeping into his words. 

He wanted Mydei to accept. 

He needed him to accept.

“To.. Help with your rut?” 

To help his rut..

Phainon stepped closer at the question, giving a low whistle over the way Mydei wasn’t moving, he wasn’t backing away in refusal. He was simply standing steady, eyes staring at Phainon like he had two heads - Sure. But he wasn’t wriggling and squirming away. 

He was letting Phainon get closer. 

“Are you insane?” Mydei said in a tone that sounded so baffled, yet he still didn’t move. 

“No,” Phainon sternly answered as he stopped just a breath away from Mydei, lowering his hand from Mydei’s wrist to rest on top of those fingers holding on to the bottle. So very keenly aware of the way those fingers were gripping so tightly, almost like Mydei was also fighting a losing battle here.

And judging by how he hadn’t moved, maybe he was. And that thought brought a chuckle to Phainon’s lips that spilled out, “Would you like to suffer my rut with me, Mydei?”

Mydei blinked at that, slow and wide, like he was taking his time processing those words. 

“We are both alphas, I can’t help you with that.”

Phainon’s own hand slowly moved up from Mydei’s hand, tracing over those bulging veins in the dim lighting. “I’m sure you can take my knot if I’m gentle enough.”

“.. You’re actually losing your marbles in your rut.” Mydei’s tired voice almost groaned out. Still remarkably unmoving in where he was standing, and Phainon couldn’t help but break into a grin over how delicious Mydei smelled. Sure, it smelled like Mydei everywhere here, but he desperately wanted to drink it from the source. 

“Just this once, we can find out if alphas can truly love each other. You’ll have your answer, and I’ll have mine.” Phainon offered with a nod of his head, like he was cooking up the perfect plan even though he was absolutely banned from being in the kitchen by the other alpha.

Mydei regarded him hard at that proposal, and Phainon could only blink at him and await his reply like a good dog. Phainon already knew his answer, he couldn’t live without this man in his life, friend or mate.. He wanted Mydei there. 

“Fine.”

Phainon felt as if his brain did a double take, hearing that word, mulling it over once.. Twice.. Before he just had to ask Mydei again because something was not adding up. 

“.. Fine? Really?”

Mydei’s jaw tightened at that before he shrugged his shoulders lightly, a glare being sent harshly to Phainon as if he was suddenly the world’s most annoying gnat to him.“You want me to rethink it?”

Phainon immediately shook his head at speeds that he had only actually seen dogs do at the cafe when they got wet and wanted to make that Phainon’s problem too.

“No, no, I just.. Alright!”

Mydei said nothing before yanking his hand away and turning from the man, making room between them as Phainon only looked after him like a love-sick puppy as he stayed put. Mydei paused before turning to look at him with a raised brow, “Are you coming? Why would I have sex with a rutting alpha on my couch? It already sounds painful enough as it is.” Mydei mumbled before turning away again. 

Phainon couldn’t even hide the way his steps felt perkier as he chased after Mydei, even able to ignore the now aching feeling below from ignoring himself so close to Mydei. As soon as he entered Mydei’s room, he was on him, terribly quick when pressing him into the edge of the man’s bed with a knee between Mydei’s legs. And Mydei’s befuddled expression gave away that he also wasn’t expecting such quick movements. 

Phainon was glad Mydei had his lamp turned on in his room, there wasn’t a chance in hell he wanted to miss any movements or facial expressions Mydei would bestow upon his memories. 

“You-” 

“I need your clothes off now.” Phainon informed him as his hands deftly slid under Mydei’s shirt to quickly remove it, rolling it off and over his head with the slight help of Mydei aiding him by wiggling a bit and raising his arms. He was pretty thankful it had no sleeves now. Phainon didn’t even hesitate before a hand found its way to one of those perky pink nipples that was now exposed.

Phainon dutifully made a note that he would desperately need to give these tits plenty of attention later.. The fact they were so plump and yet Mydei was an alpha was almost baffling for Phainon’s head to wrap around.

“You’ve become way pushier.” Mydei mumbled as Phainon’s other hand immediately sunk lower as he lightly pulled at the bud there, drinking in the way Mydei’s breath hitched over the action. He really was too much for Phainon’s heart.

“I’m so close to what I want..” Phainon explained as he hooked a finger into those shorts Mydei was so boldly wearing around with a rutting alpha, though. If it was anyone else it would have probably been fine, Phainon couldn’t fault his innocence. “I have to take what I can..”

Mydei made a huffing noise as Phainon immediately pulled on those shorts in time with his teasing touches on Mydei’s breasts. 

“Stop touching me and undress yourself.” The snarl came from Mydei as he batted away that hand that was fiddling with his breast, and Phainon probably would have felt sad over that or dejected if not for the way it turned him on slightly to know Mydei’s inner alpha was baring its teeth at him still. 

Like Mydei hadn’t already basically agreed to letting Phainon fuck him. 

“As you say..” Phainon murmured almost jokingly as he released his hold on Mydei’s shorts that were crooked on one side due to his teasing tugs at it. Instead moving to fully free his now somewhat painful erection from his pants and boxers. Not even ashamed of the sigh of relief the freedom immediately bought him before he tugged off his own black shirt quickly. Not even giving a damn how wild it may have messed up his hair.

Phainon blinked. Slowly and widely, feeling his hand twitch over the view in front of him. Sure, it was a scowling and horribly annoyed Mydei. But he was also a very naked Mydei with a bottle of lube sitting beside him as he sat in the middle of his red bed lazily leaning back on his hands with legs outstretched. 

Mydei.. Was really beautiful, Phainon didn’t even try to stop his eyes from tracing those red ribbons of tattoos across his well-fit and toned body, his mind pausing over the way his legs were closed so Phainon couldn’t snoop between them.. But he was sure that it was intricately crafted by whatever divine beings existed as well.

Phainon debated his words, he really did, but they failed him as he instead found himself immediately moving to join Mydei, not even sparing a word as he gripped both those thick legs to pry them apart. 

“Not a talker in bed?” Mydei mused, apparently at least he was amused by that as he fell into the bed softly with how Phainon yanked him forward a bit, settling between his legs as blue eyes roamed. Mydei was flaccid, that was to be expected for now, but he was still very stunning and assuredly decently sized when hard. 

Not like that would matter tonight, Phainon practically purred at the thought as he kept his grip on those legs.

Phainon tilted them upwards, dipping his head in between Mydei’s legs as he scooted even deeper in between as well. Planting a kiss to the inner thigh of one of them gently before moving his head lower, almost teasingly. 

“I’m a talker..” Phainon mumbled his reply, still situating himself until he was tightly in between Mydei’s legs, right where he felt like he belonged. “I’m just busy..” Phainon murmured before his eyes glanced at Mydei's somewhat hardening cock, clearly enjoying the new closeness Phainon was pushing onto Mydei. 

Phainon debated it, debating jerking Mydei off some to get him nice and hard but.. Where was the fun in that? Instead he lowered his head to it, not at all intending on giving him a blow job but instead planting a very chaste kiss to the tip of it, fighting back the urge to laugh over the way Mydei jolted at that and his legs tensed up. 

Phainon leaned away however, giving a pleased hum over the sight in front of him. Mydei had spent their entire time knowing each other convinced that Phainon hated him or at the very least didn’t actually like him. Phainon knew that, that was obvious by how Mydei had tried to show betas and omegas at him. He didn’t fault him for it. Phainon also didn’t know or understand why his body didn’t register Mydei as an alpha. That scent of his being so intoxicating was a mystery to everyone but his nose it seemed. 

But now he had Mydei, maybe for just one night, but he had him wholly to himself. And there was a chance Mydei would never allow him to touch him ever again.. As such, it's only right that Phainon gives him a night that's beyond memorable..

“You can get hard without touching yourself, right?” Phainon asked flatly, and even he is surprised at how those words left his mouth like that question was as normal as asking Mydei for his favorite color. 

“.. Huh?” 

“Fully erect without touching yourself.” Phainon clarified as he stared into molten gold eyes that only slowly blinked from his position laying on the bed. Clearly baffled by the line of questioning he was now being faced with.

“.. Probably? I’ve never actively.. Tried to?” Mydei slowly said and Phainon could only find himself nodding before crawling forward, aware of the way due to Mydei’s legs being over his own it folded him upwards slightly. Not that it was important, instead he caged his arms around Mydei’s head staring down at the remarkably subdued alpha beneath him.

Mydei only stared back, eyes flickering in mixed emotions before his brows slowly knit together, and Phainon could only wish he was normal about this man. That he could handle how perfectly the man’s even slightest emotions morphed his face with flakes of gold that sparkled in his eyes. Phainon stayed there, holding himself above him for just a few more breaths, just a few more seconds basking in how right it felt to have Mydei beneath him before allowing himself to lower his head, pressing his lips into Mydei’s testingly slow. Attempting to be soft but losing horribly as soon as Mydei moved his lips at all to return the act, instead immediately diving his tongue into the hot abyss of Mydei’s own mouth.

It was unfair that Mydei tasted like the most delectable nectar from the gods he had even been allowed to take a drink of. Unfair how his mouth tasted sweet, like he had just finished eating chocolate covered strawberries and then let Phainon get a lick. Phainon couldn’t help but balance himself with one hand, moving the other to return to those voluptuous breasts teasingly. Dragging the back of his index finger over the pink bud of Mydei’s right gently.

Phainon could only lick into Mydei’s mouth when the man gasped over Phainon’s hand latching onto his nipple in a pinch, savoring the feeling of Mydei’s own tongue pressing against his own.

Phainon couldn’t help but chuckle into Mydei’s mouth when the blonde man squirmed slightly. Phainon also couldn’t blame him for it, he had taken up quickly rubbing at his sensitive nipple anyway, it would be unfair to not expect some reaction from him. Phainon did however, give a nip to the bottom of Mydei’s lips, laughing lightly as he pulled away to take in the view of a flushed Mydei only glaring at him.

“Don’t like your nipples played with?” Phainon asked while still remaining a breath away.

“No.” Mydei replied wryly, and that only drew more laughs from Phainon, many more as he lowered himself back between Mydei’s legs before splaying his hand onto one breast to cup it nicely.

“You say that.. But the lower part of you is much more honest with what you like, you know?” Phainon teased as he removed his hand from those perky tits, instead quickly moving it to gently touch at Mydei’s rather erect member with barely the lightest of touches with his index finger. 

Mydei only scoffed at that, not that Phainon minded as he moved to bite into the skin of Mydei’s legs once again, lapping his tongue against them like a dog before humming almost gleefully. His hands moving to find the lube Mydei had so diligently brought to bed with him and placed beside him. Uncapping it to quickly pour some onto his hands, cold, ice cold. That was fine, he’d warm them up easily.

“I don’t.. I don’t have any condoms here.” Mydei mumbled out as Phainon pressed another kiss to his inner thigh, still dangerously lingering by Mydei’s own neglected erection and his entrance. Both were things Phainon couldn’t help but purr over being left in his hands and care tonight. 

“No condom needed.. You can’t get pregnant…” Phainon finally murmured against the tender skin there, giving a shallow and hollow laugh as he considered those words and their meanings.  “Even if you could, I definitely wouldn’t want one. I’d want to make sure to breed you nicely.”

The sigh Mydei let out wasn’t lost on Phainon; “.. Your rut has you talking like an insane person.”

“Mm.. My rut?” Phainon repeated as he licked the skin of his thigh there, savoring the slight taste that could only be described as Mydei; Tangy yet sweet beneath it all. Swiping a bit lower towards Mydei’s groin as he moved his tongue against the skin. “No.. Ask me when it ends if I’d breed you.. I’ll still say yes.”

“.. Stop talking.” Was the hiss from Mydei’s lips he earned with those words, but Phainon couldn’t help but be amused over how gone Mydei already sounded. Even more enamored when he remembered how Mydei had previously been confused by Phainon not talking, like the man couldn’t decide which was more fitting for Phainon.

“Can’t.. If I talk, you talk, and I need to hear your voice more..” Phainon explained easily, and it was the simplest thing to explain. He wanted Mydei to keep talking constantly, it was a melody in Phainon’s ears to hear any words he would spare for him. And to have him in Mydei’s bedroom, naked and so very willing and speaking words only meant for his ears.. Phainon wanted to drink it all in like it was the finest wine he could ever be offered.

“.. Bastard.” Mydei muttered out and Phainon laughed, moving a coated with lube wet finger to Mydei’s hole instead now as he leaned back with a small hum. 

“Have you ever pleasured yourself with your hole before?” Phainon asked as he leaned back to savor the view, to savor the way Mydei squirmed slightly at the question and over the feeling of Phainon’s index finger rubbing the outer layer of muscle there softly. 

“No.. I’m an alpha.. Of course not..” Mydei slowly said, his voice low and deep, one that Phainon felt was almost meant to be a threat. Almost. 

Phainon didn’t comment, instead sinking his finger past that skin and wiggling it inside of Mydei, marveling at the lack of slick due to his secondary gender but the way his insides still responded nicely with a testing clench around just the tip of his finger.

Phainon slowly pushed it in, giving a pleased hum over how deliciously warm Mydei felt even on just his finger, those velvety insides seemed to know their job regardless of Mydei being an alpha. Mydei was silent, not saying a word, not even as Phainon had reached his knuckle into him and gently began thrusting that finger softly. It obviously wasn’t enough to garner a reaction, so Phainon moved on to adding the second into that warmth.

Still disappointingly nothing.

The third however, was the first time Phainon earned a jolt from Mydei and a sharp gasp when he twisted and bent all three inside him. 

“Wait, that feels weird..” Mydei mumbled, and Phainon couldn’t help the laugh that bubbled out of him. Of course it felt weird, he was about to be fucked senseless and he was already enjoying just a few fingers inside of him. Mydei really was too cute for Phainon’s heart, even as he sped up those fingers over Mydei telling him to wait, drinking in the way Mydei arched his back into it and rewarded Phainon’s wiggling fingers with delicious moans.. He was too cute!

“You moan like an omega in heat..” Phainon teased, and Mydei didn’t even deign him with a reply due to the way Phainon kept his fingers rubbing into his prostate purposefully. Phainon’s own cock twitching and leaking precum in sizable amounts between his legs over the sight of Mydei enjoying himself so unabashedly on Phainon’s fingers.

“I..” Mydei started, his voice breathy and airy as it left his lungs, and Phainon could only sit back and enjoy the way Mydei wasn’t even touching himself. He was simply getting off on Phainon’s fingers so honestly, his hands instead gripping onto his bed sheets like it was a lifeline. Phainon couldn’t help but feel sorry for him as he moved his own hand to trail up the sensitive underside of Mydei’s shaft and drawing out a moan at that even as he slowed his fingers inside.

“I’m getting jealous of my fingers here, you know?” Phainon said with a chuckle before he removed them, fascinated over the way that immediately made Mydei’s body slack and relax as his rather neglected cock gave a weak twitch over the loss. Phainon hummed, instead using those fingers that were just inside Mydei to rub his own, enjoying how warm they were from Mydei. 

Mydei didn’t say anything, not even to finish his earlier sentence that had faltered with just the one word. And Phainon could only watch him pant, watch his chest rise and fall with those beautiful tattoos stripping across his body. A work of art for only his eyes to see.  

Phainon readjusted himself silently, tucking his legs at the side of Mydei’s ass, grabbing each of his legs to put them against his shoulders. 

“This is..” Mydei mumbled, blinking quite a lot as he watched Phainon move him about, but Phainon’s attention was focused on Mydei’s hole that seemed to still be physically twitching from the lack of being full now.

Phainon pressed his lips into a frown of that, how cruel was he for leaving Mydei wanting for more? He couldn’t keep that going.. 

One of his hands left those legs to instead line the head of his cock with that wanting hole, pausing there as he rubbed his precome against it. Savoring the way the skin there so honestly tried to ease him in, like he was being mean by not just shoving it into his willing mate. Phainon gave a small glance to Mydei, his mind screamed at him to be nice, to warn him, but his rut craved that heat and warmth. 

And as he quickly slid the head of his needy cock into Mydei, he realized his rut had won judging by how tense Mydei had gone. Phainon didn’t stop, he couldn’t, he only pushed it in deeper, tense or not, he wanted this too badly. He needed this. Needed Mydei to help him with his rut..

“Ah-” Was the hushed noise from Mydei, one that almost made Phainon’s right mind stop. Check on him. Make sure it’s ok. Almost. Instead he just quickly continued pushing into him until there was nothing more to offer that warm hole that twitched and tightened around him. He couldn’t help it. Mydei was so searingly hot and clenching into him so deliciously that he couldn’t stop until he hit his knot and still he wanted to be deeper. The few shreds of his sanity pleaded for him not to, to not thrust his knot into him.. 

His hands gripped into Mydei’s leg, threatening to draw blood from the tightness he had there but he couldn’t help it. The soft groans it dragged from Mydei’s mouth only made it harder to stay sane, like the man enjoyed the slight pain being inflicted on him. 

“Mydei..” Phainon mumbled before he readjusted slightly, moving himself to fold Mydei more, he had to, he needed to taste Mydei’s scent glands. He wasn’t deaf, he could hear the way Mydei’s breath hitched and stuttered as Phainon moved him while deep into him. He could hear the smallest start of a whimper from Mydei as he finally descended onto his neck, dragging his nose into the crook. 

Phainon fought the urge to purr over this position and the way Mydei’s hands had snapped onto his back harshly. Instead he only rubbed his face into those scent glands, trying his best to truly become intoxicated by this man alone. 

“I’m going to start moving now, okay?” Phainon found it in the goodness of his heart to warn his lover this time, probably the wrong one to warn about, but he tried his best as he slowly began to roll his hips. He couldn’t help but tuck a hand underneath Mydei’s neck, locking Mydei into place while being pressed open and with Phainon slowly dragging his tongue across the skin there. 

Mydei gave a weird noise, one that Phainon could only assume was belated acceptance at that warning before Phainon slowly dragged his hips backwards, just a bit, before pushing back in. The way Mydei’s hands immediately gripped into his back tightly made him fight his own groan in his throat, dragging himself out further to slam into that clenching warmth. He wanted to be slow, he did, but his instincts made him act otherwise, instead withdrawing to the head of his cock and slamming it back in to receive sweet rewards of garbled mewlings from Mydei’s lips over such a rough thrust.

“We’d make such good mates for each other..” Phainon murmured, pressing Mydei’s hips upwards slightly to angle his thrusts deeply, more desperate to feel more of Mydei’s tightness. Mouthing against Mydei’s neck, drinking in those intoxicating pheromones that only spurred his thrusts to continue.

“That is just..” Mydei hissed out, fingernails clawing into Phainon’s back in his frustration as Phainon continued thrusting into him, “Your rut talking!” Mydei’s voice was breathless, airy and choked out already, and so so good to Phainon’s ears. The burn of Mydei’s nails breaking his skin on his back only made him moan more as he plunged in and out of the angry alpha beneath him.

Phainon didn’t stop. Couldn’t. Only keeping his head lowered into the crook of Mydei’s neck to breathe in those scent glands, biting into the skin there, not enough to break the skin, just enough to taste him as he enjoyed Mydei’s warmth thoroughly and earning a sharp gasp mewled from Mydei’s lips. 

“My rut..” Phainon repeated with his lips still pressed into Mydei’s neck, savoring the way Mydei’s legs were wrapped around his waist as he speared Mydei open repeatedly. Forcing the alpha to take him all the way up to his growing knot with each thrust, drinking deeply in the moans that it pulled from Mydei’s throat each time.

“We can’t bond and.. I can’t give you children!” Mydei breathlessly whimpered out a reason as to why they couldn’t work, while still breathing out the moans Phainon was forcing out of him easily. Phainon couldn’t help but ghost a hand over Mydei’s stomach, feeling where he was moving inside Mydei, deliciously enjoying the way his stomach bulged slightly each time Phainon pushed himself all the way in up to his knot.

Mydei being unable to truly mate with him was fine.. Phainon felt almost delirious when he considered the idea of biting where the mark would be everytime it healed until it scarred into Mydei’s tender skin.

“We can keep trying until it takes..” Phainon countered both immediately in a dangerous tone, never stopping his pace as he felt Mydei tighten around him welcomingly, savoring the feeling of his beloved fellow alpha clenching on him against his nature. Trying to coax his climax from him, even if he knew Mydei’s hands on Phainon’s sides were gripping him hard enough to draw blood, to leave marks for days in their wake.

“W-What?” Mydei asked barely above a whisper, fluctuating slightly in volume due to the assault Phainon was having with his insides, and Phainon could only feel a grin as he peeked downwards, looking Mydei’s cock with a rather large amount of precum weeping out of his slit. Phainon’s ignored that now quite useless member on Mydei, instead still idly enjoying the way he felt himself pushing into Mydei’s stomach.

Mydei’s body at the least was honest with how much he was enjoying his new role in bed, and Phainon was rather convinced Mydei was enjoying this more than he possibly could have enjoyed the alpha role. 

Mydei was an alpha by nature, but his clenching, wet, and pliant hole was an omega waiting to be bred. 

“You can handle my knot, right?” Phainon innocently asked as he watched Mydei’s cock spurt a bit over him thrusting into just the right spot, a knot building at the base of Mydei’s cock humorously. Something Phainon found to be remarkably useless on Mydei now. 

Mydei was made to be bred, no matter what nature tried to tell him otherwise.  

“No.. Ah .. I’m.. I’m an alpha, I'm not built for that..” Mydei tried to explain, but the way Mydei’s insides were trying so hard to help milk Phainon’s ejaculation from him made Phainon only able to think the opposite. How tightly he clenched when Phainon’s tip neared the exit, as if Mydei’s insides were begging him not to go, only for him to slam back in where Mydei would convulse around him in reward for his show of utmost carnal loyalty.

Phainon could only wet his lips in delight with every movement, every plunge deep into Mydei and every slap of hips meeting ass. “You can do it.. I’ll knot you and fill your womb up to the brim.”

“I don’t have a womb! Ngh-” Mydei’s grip on Phainon’s back tightened as Phainon moved his hands to Mydei’s shoulders. Keeping him firmly in place as he began pressing deeper into him, pressing his knot past the thick ring of muscle into Mydei’s hole slowly. “Phainon! I’m- I can’t!” 

Phainon didn’t respond, only humming softly as he felt that skin in fact widening, accepting his knot slowly. His own inner alpha could only purr in satisfaction as his knot began its entry, purr over the fact he was going to breed Mydei nicely and plumply with their children. 

Mydei on the other hand, was only whimpering rather weakly, clearly over-stimulated from being stretched widely open on Phainon’s knot. 

“You’re so tight..” Phainon murmured, bowing his head to once again lap at Mydei’s neck lovingly at those tasty scent glands, still slowly inching himself fully into the alpha beneath him. 

“I’ll kill you for this..” Mydei’s angry snarl came in reply, and Phainon could only find himself even more turned on when Mydei acted like this. 

Like Mydei’s own alpha wanted to refuse, to deny he was going to be the one deeply  and thoroughly bred, to fight against this new role being inflicted on him. Phainon enjoyed that it was him making Mydei have to face those feelings, having to face the idea of taking cock and enjoying it even as an alpha. 

But aside from empty threats, Mydei did nothing to stop the knot that was slowly entering him outside squirming minisculely. Legs still wrapped around Phainon in an attempt to keep him locked inside him. Besides Mydei’s alpha trying to rear its head to fight the idea of someone breeding him, and not the other way around, it was as if Mydei himself was rather accepting of his role as a mother.

That thought made Phainon feel insatiable. 

“Forgive me..” Phainon leaned forward to whisper against the shell of Mydei’s ear, his hands tightening their hold on his shoulders, “I need you pregnant now..” He mumbled with a small kitten lick over Mydei’s ear before moving to Mydei’s face to plant a kiss to his nose. 

A silent apology for his next actions.

Phainon at that shoved Mydei downwards at the same time he thrusted his hips upwards, easily brute forcing his knot past the tight entryway and into the searing warmth of Mydei. Phainon was only barely aware of the mess of noises that action tore from Mydei’s throat, and he wasn’t able to discern if they were in pleasure or pain before giving way to his own deep guttural moan that was torn from his mouth as he finally reached his climax, pleased that his knot would make sure Mydei would keep all of his come nice and deep inside of him.

It felt like ages of silence between them as Phainon basked in the feeling of his cock pumping into Mydei’s warmth, basked in the feeling of breeding Mydei. Mydei’s insides helped him along, clenching around him everytime he shot any more of his semen into him, as if Mydei’s own body also desperately wanted him to get pregnant. 

“You took me so well..” Phainon finally managed to mumble as his eyes fluttered open, not even sure when he closed them as he readjusted slightly to bite on Mydei’s shoulder again. Further down, away from his scent glands, breaking the skin easily due to the force and drawing blood. Mydei gave something akin to a groan over either Phainon’s words of praise, or the fact Phainon was lapping up his tangy metallic blood like a badly trained dog.

Phainon leaned up slightly to look at Mydei’s face, his arms had stopped clawing into Phainon’s back and sides at some point, instead one was over his forehead while he panted heavily and the other was gripping onto the sheet of his bed. Mydei eyes were closed, not asleep, clearly just focused on whatever was happening inside of him with shuddering breaths leaving his parted lips.

Phainon slowly moved a hand to press on Mydei’s stomach, wet and sticky with his own orgasm, and right where Phainon should be breeding him, “Does it feel good to be fucked like you’re an omega?” That action and words easily made those striking golden eyes flutter open to regard Phainon, still panting before he licked his chapping lips slowly. 

“I’m not-” Phainon pushed down on his stomach slightly, drawing a pathetic noise from Mydei’s throat from the pressure and silencing his refute immediately. Phainon could only marvel over the way his body still found the willpower to so generously squeeze and twitch at Phainon’s buried cock over it. As if Mydei’s body was hungrily trying to milk Phainon for every last drop that he had.

“Is it nice? Feeling me pump my come into you?” Phainon continued and cooed out, massaging and pressing at the skin of Mydei’s lower stomach, savoring the way Mydei’s body earnestly rewarded his actions by tightening around him inside. Phainon gave an amused hum at Mydei’s silence, only earning a deep glare and clear attempts to stop himself from moaning with the back of his own hand now in his mouth. 

Phainon tilted his head at that, ceasing his massaging to instead begin pumping Mydei’s own ignored shaft, a bit hard and rough as he quickly went. Easily using the man’s own come on his stomach as a weak source of lubricant for his jarring movements. 

“Wait-” Mydei moaned out, his other hand hands immediately catching Phainon’s wrist weakly, “I came when you put in your knot, I-”

“I’m in my rut. Breeding you just once won't do... I want you hard again.” Mydei only gave a groan in reply, his grip on Phainon’s wrist tightening as Phainon sped up his pumping. Almost in a silent taunt over Mydei telling him to wait. 

“Now we know you can take my knot.. It’ll be easier the next times.” Phainon said, still keeping his hand moving as he watched Mydei arch his back into it, toes clenching over the knot still lodged into him and the over-stimulation of being jacked off already again.

“Times..? How many times..” Mydei mulled out weakly, clearly most of his focus was on the stroking Phainon was doing to him, and Phainon couldn’t find himself wanting to stop considering how Mydei’s insides rewarded him for this act deliciously. Tightening and clenching with each stroke that brought Mydei closer to his own second release.

This man was dangerous.. Phainon almost feared his knot would never go down if he kept moaning and twitching his insides so much. Not like Phainon was helping him stop, but.. Phainon rolled his hips needily, seeking more delicious friction from Mydei as if being locked inside him wasn’t enough. 

“Until you’re pregnant.” Another delicious clench.

“I can’t..” Mydei’s words betrayed his body, his body that craved being bred by Phainon while already being full of his come. Mydei’s eyes fluttered to focus on Phainon as Phainon moved to settle on his haunches, lowering Mydei’s legs and drawing a moan from the man over his insides being shuffled around on his knot. 

“We’ll find out then..” Phainon promised, as he ceased his pumping on Mydei to instead grab onto Mydei’s leg to lower his head and bite into the skin of his upper leg, hard. Drawing a sharp gasp from Mydei as Phainon broke the skin there to once again lick up the blood that trickled from the new beautiful wound. 

“I’m going to actually kill you later.” Mydei hissed, and Phainon couldn’t even deny the way his cock twitched inside Mydei at that, and neither could Mydei, “You enjoy being threatened?” Mydei only asked dryly, looking slightly on the verge of being disgusted while also not shocked at all.

“I’m dominating another alpha, of course I enjoy his weak threats while he’s milking my knot inside of him.” Phainon said with a small breathy laugh, he couldn’t help but be honest with how much Mydei’s weak threats and bruising grabs on him were only making him want him all the more.  “It really makes me want to show you that you were made to be bred by me.”

Mydei made a low noise, something guttural in nature and Phainon wasn’t sure if it was from the pleasure of still having a knot lodged into him even as an alpha, or pure annoyance at his words.

“Your rut actually makes you insane..” Was the reply that left Mydei’s lips rather quietly, like that was the only option that made sense to him. 

“You can only blame it on my rut for so long, Mydei..” Was the easy retort Phainon conjured, giving an almost winded laugh as he blinked at Mydei. 

Mydei heaved out a deep sigh, slightly readjusting his torso in a squirming fashion that brought a small noise to his lips that he bit off. Golden eyes moving to focus apparently on the ceiling, “You’ll regret this when it wears off.”

Phainon couldn’t help the genuine laugh that bubbled over him, the pure and raw knowing that he absolutely wouldn’t, there’s no way he could possibly regret having sex with Mydei in the way Mydei was assuming. If Mydei decided he wanted nothing to do with him due to it? Yes, he would be crushed. But judging from the way Mydei seemed to be enjoying himself, Phainon couldn’t really bother to entertain those thoughts for long. 

“I’ll still be deep inside of you when it's over and then I’ll breed you again.” 

Mydei was silent for a moment before scoffing, amber eyes lowering from the ceiling and to Phainon, staring at him. “.. I doubt that.”

Phainon couldn’t help the smile that broke onto his face, much too honest over how cute Mydei was. So set in his way of assuming Phainon actually didn’t want to do anything with him; Like Phainon wasn’t literally dick deep in him currently.

“Is that so? It’s going to be a long rut for us then, Mydei.”

Phainon at his own words finally slowly withdrew himself from Mydei’s hole now that his knot had subsided, blinking at the white thick liquid that immediately seeped out after it. 

“Are you sure you’re not an omega?” Phainon asked, mainly in pure jest as he watched Mydei’s hole physically twitch and writhe over the lack of Phainon it was now experiencing. Like he was desperately trying to keep all of the come locked away inside. “This part of you is really honest.”

“Shut. Up.” Was the low hiss that earned in return, and Phainon couldn’t help but admire the way Mydei still managed to look at Phainon and glare at him. 

Not nearly scary enough as Phainon looked back to that twitching part of Mydei, moving a finger to idly attempt to push the excess liquid seeping from the man hopelessly back inside. A fruitless venture, but that was fine. Phainon had no intentions of stopping at just one ejaculation inside of him.

“Maybe we could make you one if I keep breeding you enough here.”

Phainon could only lick his lips over the obvious way Mydei tensed at that, watching as those golden eyes widened into shock, and Phainon couldn’t help but marvel over how even with sweat making his bangs stick to his head; Mydei looked flawless. 

“.. That’s a myth, you can’t.. Make an alpha an omega.” Mydei hissed out rather quietly, and Phainon couldn’t help but chuckle at the level of pure uncertainty that so honestly seeped into Mydei’s voice. He himself wasn’t even sure if Phainon was going to change his secondary gender through this act.

Phainon was terribly amused at that idea, smirking as his eyes met curious golden ones. 

“Wanna test it?” Phainon teased, though he wasn’t even actually sure, the mere idea of Mydei becoming his omega did send a spike of electricity up his spine, even if it was a pipedream driven by his own lust. “Wouldn’t it be nice to make you into a mother?”

“You’re actually insane..” Mydei almost snarled out, reminding Phainon yet again about the truth of Mydei’s secondary gender. Still barking and growling.. Or maybe that was just Mydei himself, Phainon couldn’t tell in this situation.

“..Mm.” Phainon hummed before lining himself up, not touching his tip against the muscle there as he watched Mydei still panting hard with his eyes fluttering closed. An angelic sight to behold as his own orgasm still had his stomach painted white and the back of his hand was pressed against his own forehead. The most beautiful mix of white and red splotching him due to his tattoos.. 

The most beautiful alpha Phainon had ever seen, and as Phainon quickly thrusted him back into Mydei to immediately rip a moan from the man’s throat. He was very glad Mydei was his now. He was very glad to watch that hand jerk away from his forehead to instead grasp at the sheets tightly, eyes snapping open at the return of Phainon’s cock fully in. Not the knot, he’d need to grow that again, but with how Mydei’s insides welcomed him warmly and tightly, it wouldn’t be a real issue.

“How..” Mydei began in that voice that was so soft, so weak, and so delightful on Phainon’s ears. Like it was a reward for how good he was fucking Mydei. “How many knots do you normally have on your rut with people..?” Mydei mumbled out in that voice that was so gone, so quiet, and Phainon couldn’t help but laugh.

“I’ve never spent my rut with anyone.” Phainon admitted, still thrusting into Mydei’s now very wet and squelching insides, licking his lips each time he bottomed out and was rewarded with the most obscene noises from both ends of Mydei. 

“.. What?” It took Mydei a minute to reply, and that voice was now barely above a whisper as he managed it out. 

“You’re the first. I’m excited to see how many of them I can push into you too.”

“What do you mean-” Mydei was cut off with a sharp moan, one that Phainon pleasantly hummed over, so cute and loud as it tore out of his throat against his own desires obviously. “The first?” Mydei finished his sentence in between his deep breaths as Phainon slowed his thrusts, amused by the question and trying to hear Mydei’s confusion out.

“Is that shocking? I told you I’m violent on my rut.” Phainon answered simply, rolling his hips as he watched Mydei enjoying the slowed pace, taking in air that he probably hadn’t even realized he was lacking in his lungs. 

“This isn’t.. Violent sex..” Mydei mumbled out quietly, eyes fluttering closed as he relaxed more, his moaning now silenced as Phainon only grinded into him. He really was much too cute - As much as Phainon wanted to ruin him, he did enjoy seeing Mydei act so vulnerable and honest in the way his body moved.

“You’re right.” Phainon conceded with a laugh, watching those beautiful eyes open again to regard him silently, blinking questioningly. 

“Then..?”

“You’re the only person that's never pissed me off on my rut by just existing near me.” 

It was true, but Phainon still couldn’t figure himself out either. He couldn’t offer any insights into why he acted the way he did around Mydei or why Mydei smelled so good to him. All he could offer was resuming his heavy thrusts, punching out more delicious moans that spilled from Mydei’s lips. Drinking in the way it fueled him to continue pressing into his insides that clenched so nicely onto him.

“I want to make you feel good as a reward.” Phainon told him earnestly, his eyes locked on the way Mydei’s had immediately flown shut again. The way Mydei’s face was so focused and strained, Phainon almost would think he wasn’t enjoying it if not for the way he was unabashedly singing praises from his throat with each thrust delivered deeply. 

“And I’m happy it seems you getting stuck on my knot does just that..”

“That-” 

“Go on.. Use your words, sweetness.” Phainon teased, slightly breathless as he did yet still making sure to slam deeply into Mydei as soon as he tried to retort seeing as that seemed to be Mydei’s most enjoyable thing to happen in his ass. Expertly earning a loud moan from the fellow alpha, clearly not available to use his words if Phainon kept that up. 

“Don’t call me that..” Came the hiss after his moan, clearly not very raw in the power behind his words due to how meak his voice sounded for once. And Phainon was acutely aware of the way his voice was turning raw from all his loud noises, probably a growing raw throat.

Cute.

“Not big on pet names?” Phainon asked with a lop-sided smile on his face as he continued on his thrusts. Drinking in the way Mydei’s insides still seemed to long for him so badly, the heat of it coiling into Phainon’s own stomach testingly as his knot began forming again. 

“No..”

Phainon couldn’t help but laugh, breathy and airy as Mydei shot him a glare, teary-eyed as he did so. And Phainon could only marvel over the way he had only just noticed Mydei was drooling, a thin translucent shine running from his lips and down his chin. Phainon licked his lips greedily at that as he thrusted into his knot, fighting the desperate urge to slam that in one again as well.. But he really wanted to make Mydei give him more.

“Last time you said that, you were very much enjoying what was happening.”

“.. No.” A very well worded and strong defense from Mydei!

“Mmm…” Phainon had no choice but to concede, instead focusing wholly on thrusting into Mydei hard. His pace picking up and enjoying every rough moan it earned him, slapping himself into Mydei’s warmth happily, particularly aiming for one spot inside of him that seemed to equally reward Phainon’s attempts with tightening convulsing each time. 

Apparently, too many times. 

“Stop.. I’ll come!” Mydei moaned out, and Phainon didn’t find himself stopping at all, if anything he only sped up with a genuine gleeful smile falling on his lips. 

“Wow, already? Before me? How cute.” Phainon chidded, more teasing than anything as he stared at the way Mydei was fighting back tears, eyes misty over the abundant stimulation happening to him. 

“I..”

“That’s fine, go ahead, darling.” Phainon murmured, and he was keenly aware of the way Mydei tightened at that, moving to settle back slightly before watching Mydei in fact orgasming without him, his insides clenching onto him so erratically. Phainon couldn’t help but push himself to his knot inside Mydei before simply. 

Watching. 

Enjoying the way Mydei was so effortlessly unraveling, hands gripping the sheets yet again as his own heady cock painted his chest white yet again. Back arched with his chest so deliciously rising and falling quickly, like every breath might be his last, shallow and thirsty. 

Mydei was so cruelly beautiful - Even with beads of sweat rolling off him due to how strained his body was becoming, Phainon couldn’t help but move to lick some of it from his leg, tasting the salt of it against his tongue with that underlying hint of sweetness that somehow was unique to this alpha.

Phainon’s eyes still remained focused on Mydei’s cock pathetically spilling onto his chest, and the shuddering breaths Mydei was taking, so deep and harsh. 

Phainon couldn’t fight the urge, the desire he felt, he moved his hand to tightly grasp onto the fellow alpha’s knot. 

“Wait!” Mydei’s immediate moaned out word came, and Phainon could only revel in the tightness that engulfed him over his action, the way Mydei seemed to be coming more now that there was pressure on his knot.

Phainon gave a hum, letting his second hand join the first in tightening around his knot, seemingly tricking Mydei’s own body into thinking he was actually lodged into someone judging by the amount of semen he was now giving. Phainon had to bite down the bubbling laugh in his throat, the sheer manic joy he felt as Mydei had completely gone silent, not even moaning. His entire body simply twitching uncontrollably as his back remained arched. 

Phainon rolled his hips slowly, savoring the amount of clenching Mydei’s body was doing. 

Ah, well. 

Phainon slammed himself forward, making sure to keep his tight hold on Mydei’s own knot as his own entered the fellow alpha much easier the second time.

But it didn’t stop the garbled noises from Mydei’s throat as Phainon began breeding him again, Phainon gave a low moan, trying his best not to fall victim to the way his sight flickered. 

He didn’t want to miss it. He didn’t want to miss the way Mydei was still trembling, toes curled and his hands going white from his hold in the bedsheets. He didn’t want to miss the way Mydei was still mumbling some types of praises or curses from his lips. He didn’t want to miss the way Mydei was whimpering and tightening on him. 

Phainon released his grip on the alpha’s knot, instead moving to stroke him lovingly, he had ceased ejaculating and now was simply milking Phainon’s own for every drop he could give.

“Do you like bottoming, my love?” Phainon asked, voice soft yet heavy with his own orgasm still making him shake, unsteady in his position as he stared. Watching those golden eyes slowly open and stare at him. Angry. Furious. And yet his insides tightened over the nickname all the same.

“Go to hell.”

Notes:

uh. anyway.

Chapter 6

Mydei tapped a finger against the white wall of his bathroom shower slowly.

He felt guilty, unbelievably so. 

Phainon was in the throes of his rut saying all of that to him, whispering such heinous disgusting things in his ears. 

And yet Mydei enjoyed it. 

All of it. 

While his inner alpha screamed at him the entire time over what was happening to his body; He couldn’t help the way it had felt so unbelievably good either. He wasn’t even the person on their rut and he was biting back the desire all night to tell him not to stop, to keep going, to go harder. He was just allowing Phainon to ease his rut using him..

And he felt so unbelievably guilty for that. 

Phainon wasn’t in his right mind, there was no way he possibly could have been and yet Mydei knew that and used him. Used him to test Phainon’s own proposed hypothesis and Mydei had desperately hoped it was false - But he was nonetheless curious. Only to wake up craving more of that feeling, craving more of Phainon pounding into him, the delicious flickers of pain that shot electricity up his back uncontrollably when that knot entered him so deeply along with his own alpha screaming at him that it wasn’t right.

But how was he supposed to find it wrong when the sheer ecstasy of it was driving him to madness? It felt anything but wrong when he ignored the voice telling him this isn’t how it should go and just focused on the way it so effortlessly tore pleasure into him.

Mydei could only grit his teeth over it and wash his hair numbly, dully combing fingers through his hair. 

The easiest option was to distance themselves from each other immediately. He had clearly taken advantage of Phainon and the thought of even seeing that man made Mydei’s skin prick uncomfortably with guilt. Ignoring the fact Phainon was still actively in Mydei’s bed asleep while Mydei showered for work. 

Mydei couldn’t even think straight when he looked at the blooming purple bruises on his hips from where Phainon had grabbed him throughout the night, the bite marks where Phainon had bitten him so roughly. Mydei groaned at the memory, pressing the palms of his wet hands into his face, letting the water rinse over him like a sad moping cat. 

He should have not done any of that. 

He should have not let Phainon lose himself to his rut like that.

There was no way Phainon wouldn’t absolutely be disgusted by him when the delirium of his rut fully subsided. 

Mydei should have been a better person and fought him off, but.. He was so curious over all the words Phainon had said. Living together? Claiming he ‘wanted’ Mydei? His pheromones flaring blindingly so from the moment he stepped into Mydei’s apartment. Mydei knew it was all his rut, and yet he was regrettably curious about it.

Curious about how it felt to be loved by another alpha like Phainon claimed.

And now that only left him with a pile of new emotions between actually enjoying being manhandled and fucked like.. That, and the guilt eating him alive of taking advantage of Phainon’s inability to think clearly in the moment. A part of him wondered if he should look into getting a new job - At least then he could easily be out of Phainon’s life as soon as he got his own place again. 

Even as he robotically scrubbed soap onto his body he couldn’t help the way his mind drifted to Phainon as soon as it caused those bite wounds to sting lightly again. The man had really left his mark on Mydei, that was for sure. Mentally and very physically. 

Mydei gave a deep sigh over his own thoughts before hurriedly leaving the shower to pat himself dry with a towel and dress himself. Normally he would opt to leave his shirt for last while getting ready to avoid getting hot, but.. With the sleeping alpha in his bed and a stomach full of guilt, he didn’t really want to risk Phainon waking up and seeing him shirtless. 

He’d prefer not to see him at all, really. He wasn’t sure if he would be able to keep from abruptly apologizing, to try to pick up whatever shards he had so easily broken Phainon’s trust into.

All he could do was stare into the mirror hopelessly as he braided some of his hair into his braid he had always kept. Eyes watching his fingers deftly move, mainly doing his best not to think about Phainon as he finished the braid and moved on to rubbing his hair dry.

The worst part of it is how he couldn’t shake the feeling that he smelled like Phainon. Like it was now simply baked into him and well, in a way it kind of was he had to admit with a small grimace. The even worse worst part was how he kind of enjoyed that in the back of his mind. 

That he enjoyed smelling like another alpha, because it was Phainon.

God. He had really just taken advantage of that poor alpha on his rut and grown more attached to him, did Mydei really have no shame? 

Mydei could only groan out of his own frustration with himself as he opened the bathroom door, breathing deeply in how strong Phainon’s pheromones were; Like the man on his rut was desperately trying to mark everything in Mydei’s home as his own. Mydei couldn’t fight the itch in his mind that wanted to be annoyed, to growl at him, while he also just.. Drank it in. 

For some reason, it wasn’t even really that bad of a scent compared to most other alphas, so at the very least it smelled nice in his home even if it flared up his own territorial senses and desires to thrash the man for it deep down. Ignorable - But there.

What he did hate, was the way he turned down the hall towards his kitchen and immediately saw an owl eyed Phainon staring right back at him. Thankfully, clothed and seeming like he was also getting ready for the day. Mydei could only slowly blink, his throat feeling awfully dry and his tongue too big for his mouth. How was he.. Supposed to apologize to this man? ‘Sorry for taking advantage of your rut, I’ll make sure we don’t run into each other much from now on’? 

He didn’t have the time to puzzle it out as Phainon seemed to perk up happily, beaming a lop-sided smile to Mydei; “I’ll have you know, I thought about trying to navigate your kitchen to make you breakfast while you showered; But I decided to be nice!”

Mydei didn’t say anything, he couldn’t. He had lost ability to.

The man was clearly still in the haze of his rut.. His pheromones being so strong were an evident sign of that, easily. The happiness upon seeing Mydei was also that.

Easily.

“You alright?” Phainon asked as he uncomfortably shifted his weight between his feet, his head turning from Mydei and to the kitchen slowly. 

Mydei only rolled that towel into his hair, bowing his head slightly to get the back of his head as an excuse to look away from Phainon and to the floor. To try to ignore the sinking sickening feeling that was forming in his stomach, nauseating him. He was horrible - Ugly and revolting in the way he had taken advantage of Phainon in his rut.

“.. I’m fine.” He forced himself to mumble those words out - throat choked with the reality of his feelings, he was anything but fine. He wasn’t fine. 

He wasn’t. How could he be?

“..Mydei?” Apparently he wasn’t convincing enough, instead blinking up as he ceased the rubbing on his head and freezing.  Unable to do anything but watch as Phainon had silently closed the distance, brows knitted as he placed a gentle palm to Mydei’s cheek, his thumb ghosting soothingly over the skin of his cheekbone there. “You’re alright.. Right?” 

Mydei could do little else but stare into those blue eyes that were looking back at him, flickering with worry in them and genuine care buried beneath it all. His pheromones still rolling off of him in waves.

Mydei stared for a moment, fighting the urge to lean into that touch, to break down and apologize. He couldn’t. His pride didn’t allow him to do that, instead he used the back of his own hand to knock that tender touch away, “Don’t touch me.” Was all that he growled before walking past a very obviously stunned Phainon.

“Haha..” Was the quiet sound of Phainon behind him as he passed, one that Mydei couldn’t really read too much into for his own sanity as he instead sulked into his kitchen, aware of the way Phainon was following after him. “I called into work today,” Phainon began from behind, something Mydei tried to ignore.

Mydei tried, keyword, tried to focus on making just some simple toast. His stomach probably wouldn’t handle anything else with the weight of his guilt and dread taking up most of the room within it. Getting out the loaf of bread from the cabinet with only a mindless hum in reply.

“I didn’t want you to feel awkward if they asked how I passed my rut so quickly.”

Mydei paused at that, his hands stalling on the unopened bag of bread as he processed that.

Ah.. Phainon didn’t want other people to know about it either. 

Mydei didn’t know why that almost made him feel extremely distressed, it should be freeing, right? 

Phainon wasn’t wrong, he didn’t want people to ask about how he had ‘helped’ with Phainon’s rut. He didn’t want to explain how he took advantage of the poor man’s hazy judgement and most likely was a piss poor lover compared to an omega or beta, even if Phainon claimed he had never shared his rut with someone besides him. 

“Mydei?” 

Mydei gave another slow hum at that, weak and soft as he did, instead robotically trying to focus on removing the bread from the sleeve. Even though now he really doubted he could choke down even just some toast with how tight his throat was feeling. 

“Did.. I anger you? Your scent is.. Really sour this morning, I’ve never smelled it like this before..” Phainon asked from behind him, his voice coming out soft and fragile. As if Mydei was a stray cat that he knew would lash out or run off if he approached too quickly.

Mydei couldn’t figure out what to say to that. What could he say? He gave up on the bread, that's for sure, instead gripping the marble counter with his hands, tightly to ground himself.

“Let’s.. Just forget what happened last night, Phainon.” Mydei decided, quietly.

Silence fell between them heavily, and Mydei was keenly aware of the spike in Phainon’s own pheromones immediately souring as well behind him. Now they were both in the same upset boat - Mydei was amazed he could even feel upset over something like that in his rut.

“.. Why?” Phainon ghosted out in a voice much too small, one that didn’t fit the same man he had come to know. 

“You’re not in a good headspace. I.. Took advantage of you, you would have easily preferred an omega or beta.” The words Phainon said were enough proof of that, so badly wanting to breed someone.. Mydei couldn’t do that for him, it wasn’t possible - He was at the end of the day an alpha. Not someone that could offer Phainon the children he so badly wanted.

“You.. Took advantage of me?” Phainon slowly repeated out as Mydei turned around fully to give him a weak smile, one he meant in comfort but it faltered immediately. Phainon looked absolutely devastated, like this was the worst thing he had ever been told in his life. That feeling of guilt nipped into Mydei again, gnawing at his bones over that tight frown and flickering expressions of complete sorrow.

“It’s your rut. I-” Mydei tried to choke out, he tried to while looking Phainon in the eyes. How was he supposed to apologize for that? But it didn’t matter as Phainon immediately was on him. Both hands at each side of Mydei, gripping the counter and cornering Mydei into the same counter with a feral look in his eyes as he interrupted him. 

“Then keep taking advantage of me!” Those words were desperate, like they were a prayer or plea, like it's all Phainon wanted from Mydei. Mydei.. Didn’t understand that sentiment as he stared into blue eyes, searching them for an answer but coming up short with how absolutely wild Phainon looked. 

“I don’t mind, Mydei! It’s okay!” Phainon continued with words tumbling from his mouth in a clear panic, still inching his head closer to Mydei’s own who was slightly leaning away, trying his best to ignore the way he still looked like a kicked puppy with round misty eyes. 

“That’s..” Mydei tried to think of retorts, to tell him he’s insane and not thinking correctly, but when one of Phainon’s knees found its way in between Mydei’s legs and started grinding there - He found his head a bit preoccupied due to a spark of pleasure creeping up his spine and a  groan leaving his lips. 

“Please.. Use me how you want..” Phainon begged, softly as his head finally reached Mydei’s, nuzzling into the crook of Mydei’s neck slowly, pressing into it as he attempted to rub Mydei into an erection. “Please.. Mydei..”

“I.. I have to go to work.” Mydei tried to offer the excuse up to pull away from this situation, feeling his pants growing tighter with each tug of friction Phainon gave him, licking his lips as he creased his brows together. 

“.. Right.” Phainon said that, sure, but he didn’t cease rubbing his face into Mydei’s neck. He didn’t cease his leg’s movements grinding into Mydei’s groin, nor did he give any mercy with the way a hand left the counter, instead pressing Mydei’s back to tuck him closer to his own chest. The other hand left the counter as well, only to drop lower in his front and Mydei couldn’t think straight, he didn’t know how to tell that hand to stop undoing his pants buttons and dropping his underwear when he was already painfully hard. 

He didn’t know how to stop the moan from escaping his throat as that hand freed his hardened erection and began stroking it languidly.

“Mydei.. Please..” Phainon practically whimpered into Mydei’s neck, still slowly nuzzling his face into the scent glands there, nosing against Mydei’s shirt pathetically. 

“Phainon, I can’t-” 

“You can. You can use me however you want if you think last night was taking advantage of me..” Phainon mumbled, thumbing over Mydei’s slit deliciously slowly with the pad of his finger before tenderly tracing the sensitive underside of the head of his cock, massaging it lovingly. “I don’t mind..”

“You’re.. Still in the veil of your rut.” Mydei attempted his best to argue back steadily, that familiar sense of guilt hanging heavy in his mind even as Phainon tightened his hold on him, that knee between his legs keeping him propped up nicely as Phainon stroked him. The act was much too gentle - It felt like it wasn’t meant for Mydei, it was much too like how a lover would hold and care for their partner.

Mydei wasn’t that to Phainon, those thoughts made him sick with pure dread. He was still just on his rut.. He had to be.

“If you think you took ‘advantage of me’, then you liked it, right?” Phainon continued, completely unaware of Mydei’s inner turmoil as he sped up his hand, and Mydei couldn’t help the weak yet heavy groan that left his lips as his head met with Phainon’s shoulder with the new speed of friction. “You can take advantage of me tonight again, and tomorrow, and the night after.. Whenever you want.” 

“Don’t push me away.. Use me.. I’ll be good.. Please, I’ll be so good for you, Mydei..” Phainon sounded so close to crying, so very gone from just being able to touch Mydei alone. The guilt of it all made Mydei feel insane between the pleasure of Phainon stroking him and the woe of whatever the hell was happening with his own feelings.

“Phainon- I’m going to be late.” Mydei muttered into Phainon’s shoulder, even as he breathed in the man’s scent deeply now that his nose was so close to it. Dizzyingly so. He didn’t really care about being late, but this was too much for him. Too painful, he wanted to hide away, he had wanted to give Phainon a break. To let him work out his own feelings once the blur of his rut had worn off - Not have Phainon begging him to keep ‘using’ him while jerking him off in his kitchen.. 

“You can blame it on my rut to Aglaea..”

“That..” Mydei mumbled, it was a good excuse, he couldn’t deny it but.. The building burning feeling in his stomach was making him weak;  “Stop. I’m going to come..”

“Mm..” Phainon’s hand paused at that and also released his hold on Mydei’s back, instead immediately dropping to his knees before pressing his head into Mydei’s thigh to plant a kiss there before blinking upwards at him. 

“Wait-” Mydei sputtered out, watching Phainon lean away from his thighs to line his mouth up with the tip of Mydei’s cock instead, giving a lick to the tip that sent a shudder of pleasure down Mydei’s back immediately. 

“I don’t want to get your kitchen dirty. I said I’d behave in kitchens for you..” Phainon mumbled before slipping the head of Mydei’s cock past his lips easily, and Mydei couldn’t stop the moan that left his lips so swiftly with the searing wet heat enveloping him. It was just the tip, but Phainon was so earnestly suckling him and swiping his tongue against his slit that Mydei couldn’t help the garbled moan that left his throat. 

Mydei wanted to tell him to stop, that he couldn’t come in his mouth, to not swallow but none of those words came out. Instead golden eyes met blue, the eyes of an alpha kneeling in front of him, swallowing around the tip of his cock and looking upwards waiting for Mydei to come into him. Mydei wished he could say he didn’t come as soon as he saw those expecting deep-ocean blue eyes gazing upwards at him - But, well, he did.

Mydei’s hands instantly found their way to thread into Phainon’s hair tightly as he released, pushing him slightly more onto his shaft, but Phainon didn’t seem to have any objections. Only silently adapting and running his tongue along the underside sweetly as he sucked at it. 

Mydei could only groan out as he felt Phainon following through, swallowing down what Mydei would offer him as stars dotted Mydei’s own vision. 

“I.. I’m really going to be late..” Mydei mumbled out breathily, barely aware of the tremble in his own legs as he pumped into Phainon’s mouth, but he was very aware of the way Phainon seemed to smile at those words even with a cock in his mouth so snuggly. Phainon sat there on his knees, still swirling his tongue around Mydei and drawing out groans effortlessly to help him ride his orgasm as his stroking hands slowed, waiting for him to be done ejaculating down his throat. 

Mydei slowly released the back of his head, trying to upright himself as he blinked at Phainon in a daze who slowly slid his mouth off of Mydei with almost a satisfied expression, going so far as to give a kitten lick and a kiss on his shaft before humming like he was absolutely gleeful. 

Deft hands moving to tuck Mydei back away into his boxers before buttoning his pants back up. An act Mydei could only shakily watch with shuddering breaths over his climax, unable to look away from the positively beaming smile on Phainon’s lips as the man stood up slowly. Gaze holding Mydei’s easily before he moved forward again, pressing a chaste kiss to Mydei’s forehead.

Phainon hummed, a tone much too sweet against Mydei’s ears as his chest still rose and fell unsteadily with his own heartbeat thudding in his eardrums.

“Thank you for breakfast, I’ll see you when you get off work, Mydei!” 

 

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“Aglaea.” Mydei greeted with a tilt of his head as the woman in question came into view. Granted, he was willingly walking into the front to seek her out but.. That’s not important right now.

Sitting at the front desk where Phainon usually slacked off, she blinked up at him expectantly around the frames of her glasses as he rounded it, “Oh, hello Mydeimos.”

“Can I ask you some questions about Phainon?” Mydei didn’t shy away from getting directly into his reasoning here as he leaned slightly on the desk, his eyes wandering to the pen of dogs. He wasn’t very big on dogs, never had been, but that big white samoyed that was staring right back at him in the eyes was making him reconsider some things. It kind of reminded him of someone, weirdly.

“Why not just ask him?” Was her counter immediately, but he could hear the sheer amusement in her voice, the knowing tone while also wanting to hear the ‘drama’ to tell Castorice later, probably. Mydei moved his eyes back to her, crossing his arms over his chest. 

“It’s about how he normally acts on his rut.” Mydei mumbled out, quieter now as his eyes danced around the room. It was a slow day, no real customers and for the majority of the day he had been slacking off just petting and loving on the cats. But honestly? He needed that type of therapy right now anyway. 

“I see.” Aglaea said sagely, shaking her head in a slow fashion before drifting her eyes to the mess of papers Phainon hadn’t finished before his kitchen catching on fire and rut combination beat Phainon’s ass into submission. 

“Has he been a bad dog?”

“.. No.” Mydei paused, feeling antsy the more he even considered thinking about Phainon and how he was currently acting, “Anyway, he’s usually aggressive right?”

“Extremely. The aggressiveness is normal in alpha, even you’re aggressive on your own, right? But he gets quite violent as well.” Aglaea mused, her eyes not bothering to look up from her papers as she scanned them, her pen getting to work scribbling something down in handwriting Mydei would say is akin to a doctor’s. “Phainon in the past has attacked people that even come near him, no matter their secondary gender; Omega, beta, or alpha, he doesn’t seem to discern them.”

“Right..”

“Why? Is he unbearable?” Aglaea gave a scoff, as if she was amused by the idea of Phainon getting on Mydei’s nerves. Which he had. Kind of. In a way Mydei had not ever saw coming in his life. 

“In a way.” Mydei paused, sighing as he had to admit the second half, not really sure what else to call this current issue with Phainon.. At all; “Mainly because he’s.. Clingy.”

“.. Clingy?” Aglaea slowly said, her eyes flicking up to him before a rather knowing look entered her eyes. One that made Mydei shuffle his weight uncomfortable under that scrutinizing gaze. “Well, you do smell like him.”

“.. Do I?” Mydei asked that, sure. Honestly. He could smell it. He knew, but his nose immediately went to where Phainon had been enthusiastically rubbing on him today and sniffed at it slowly. Almost embarrassed over the memory. That familiar sense of guilt clawing its way into his head as well as he gave up sniffing why Phainon had pressed into his neck.

“You’re practically drenched in his scent, yes. I can barely smell your own.” Aglaea informed him before her eyes went back to the papers, still wholly invested in her work. 

“.. Mm” Mydei hummed in response, he didn’t know what to say. He had showered today, sure, but that didn’t quite help him considering what Phainon had taken the liberty of doing in the kitchen to him. 

“Is he being that territorial over your house?” 

Those words made Mydei cough at his own memory, trying to wash away the thoughts as he cleared his throat, looking at the dogs again absentmindedly. 

“I.. You could say that, yeah. I think he is.”

Aglaea gave an amused noise, one that made him realize he had talked too much. He felt like he didn’t talk very much but somehow she was always able to read a thousand words where he said ten. And they were always the words he didn’t dare speak. “Sorry to somewhat force that on you, Mydeimos.”

“.. I’ll live.” Mydei paused, his eyes focusing on the wall for the briefest second, “I do worry about the lasagna though.”

“The.. Lasagna?” Aglaea echoed, clearly dumbfounded as she watched Mydei dig out his phone from his pocket almost in a cold sweat - Like this was the scariest text he ever had to send in his life. 

“I need to send a text.”

Aglaea could only nod… “Alright.. Go ahead.”

Mydei; You know to take the foil off the lasagna before heating any up, right?

Phainon; you have such little faith in me.. yes.. i know

Mydei; ? Have you done anything to earn my faith when it comes to food?

Phainon; well 

Phainon; no 😭😭

Mydei; Yeah. Goodbye.

Phainon; hehe see you later!!

“Alright, I’m good.” Mydei practically sighed away his stress as he pocketed his phone again, tilting his head to look at her slowly. “Realized I don’t trust that man with a microwave, that’s all.”

Aglaea gave a hushed noise at that, one Mydei knew was the rare sound of a laugh, almost pitying in this nature however, “If he blows up your microwave I will buy you a new one, out of the goodness of my heart for dealing with him.”

Mydei couldn’t fight the smirk that crawled onto his lips as he turned away to head back into the cat area with a low innocent whistle, “I’ll hold you to that, you know?” 

“Now I’m worried..” Aglaea mused as he walked, only earning a bark of a laugh in reply from Mydei who exited easily. 

He desperately wanted to pet some of those cats he worked with before he had to go home to a big, literally drooling, dog that seemed to enjoy jumping on him. 

 

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“Mydei!” Phainon greeted, his head immediately peeking out of the living room and towards the door as he heard it open and shut, only feeling pure joy as the sight of Mydei taking off his shoes came into view as he leaned around the corner, “You’re back!”

Mydei’s head slowly raised from where he was looking at his shoes to swing his keychain lazily before tucking it into his pocket, golden eyes creeping to look at Phainon egregiously. “.. I live here.”

“So you do!” Phainon couldn’t help but nod as he moved into that long hallway, the one where all assortments of doors parted off in Mydei’s apartment. It was an interesting layout, for sure, but Phainon didn’t really pay it any mind considering Mydei was unhappy with it anyway. 

“.. What did you do all day?” 

Those words made Phainon go stiff, what had he done today?

Well. Mainly worry about Mydei.. Something clearly hadn’t settled into Mydei’s mind right about last night, and Phainon was clawing at his door trying to get in still. 

“.. Wait for you to get back?” Phainon offered with a lop-sided grin as Mydei moved a few steps closer, still seeming hesitant. Even the way he wouldn’t hold eye contact, those golden eyes quickly jumping away when blue caught him looking.. Why?

“Okay.. Are you able to think straight yet?”

‘Took advantage of you’, those words spun in Phainon’s head endlessly like a perfected dance, one where Mydei kept dodging just a wing’s breath away from Phainon’s fingers latching onto him. Phainon blinked at the question presented to him slowly, instead drinking in Mydei.

He hadn’t seen him in hours and the man was always stunning, even if he had worn just a red t-shirt and jeans. He was unfairly beautiful, not to mention the way his hair was extra fluffy today due to the lack of decent drying - Partly Phainon’s fault, sure. But it was really adorable in his opinion. 

“Involving you? Never have been able to!” Phainon widely smiled, even laughing a bit to himself considering his own line of thoughts. Mydei on the other hand didn’t seem nearly as enthused, instead moving slowly towards his own bedroom before pausing at the closed door to throw a raised eyebrow look to Phainon.

“has your rut finally subsided?”

“It’s been over since the last knot I pushed into you, frankly.” Phainon huffed out with a small knowing laugh, bubbly as it went, betraying as his next words left his mouth. “Even if you won’t admit it.”

Mydei looked at him for a few breaths in silence, a hand on his doorknob before giving way to a heaving sigh. “.. Thought we were going to forget about that.”

Mydei’s voice was quiet, eyes still averting Phainon as well. Phainon couldn’t help but laugh, laugh at the idea that he would ever ‘forget’ about the way Mydei had to willingly accepted his knots, how much he had enjoyed being submissive in bed.. He didn’t even think it was possible for him to ever forget the most beautiful alpha he had ever seen becoming so unraveled while bottoming.

“I never agreed to such a thing, in fact, I very clearly remember begging not to!” Phainon also for sure couldn’t forget this morning, that one was also a treasure to keep locked away in his mind as he swayed slightly in the hallway looking at Mydei who still seemed focused on his closed door. He wasn’t blind. He could see how tight Mydei’s grip was on that door, like he was holding onto the last shreds of his sanity with his strong fingers.

Phainon could only pray to bury the desire to ruin him further.. 

“.. It’s for the best that we do while you live here.” Mydei continued his quiet mumbling as he seemed to lean forward a bit, his forehead coming in contact with his door as he did so. And Phainon felt almost utterly helpless as those golden eyes shut him out once more.

“The best for who? You seemed to enjoy last night as much as I did.” Phainon asked and pointed out softly, his throat feeling tight as he moved a step closer, watching Mydei keenly.

“You were in your rut. You don’t know what you enjoyed.” Mydei’s voice came out unsteady, and Phainon could only tilt his head at it, at the way it sounded like Mydei was trying to convince himself of that being the case, not Phainon. “You most likely just think you enjoyed it because you proved dominance over another alpha, nothing else.”

“.. Nothing else?” Phainon echoed, completely aghast. Mydei was.. Trying his best to write this off in any way his mind could rationalize it - Blaming it on Phainon’s rut or that he just wanted to dominate another alpha, not Mydei in specific. “You’re being so cruel, Mydei..” 

Mydei’s eyes opened at that, making him slowly lift his head away from the door to look at Phainon, a smirk on his lips. But it felt forced, painful, and unnatural. “.. Am I?” 

“Does it make you hate me?” Mydei inquired, those golden eyes staring at Phainon, and a part of him was unsure which answer Mydei wanted with how hopeful those eyes looked.  Phainon could only be honest to himself.

“.. Huh? Of course not? You’re just..”

Awkward.

Standoffish. 

Not attuned with your feelings involving romance.

Denying yourself any joy in this life for some reason.

Running from something that makes you feel good

The only person I’ve ever wanted in my life so very desperately.

“It doesn’t matter.” Phainon decided, feeling like he couldn’t say any of those right now, “I’ll keep trying until you accept me.” Phainon felt his hands twitch at that, stepping forward as Mydei remained silent, those molten gold eyes still looking like they were searching Phainon for something. 

“You can only keep blaming my rut for my own feelings for so long, Mydei.” Phainon continued, unable to help the distress seeping into every word he spoke, into every muscle that twitched in his body. “Then what will you do? Keep running from them?”

“Are you running from mine, or your own at this point?” Phainon had to try to keep his voice level, calm, but at this point he wasn’t sure if this was him or his inner alpha barking at Mydei finally. 

“I don’t..” Mydei trailed off, his brows knitting together like he couldn’t quite figure out what to say to those accusations. 

“I said you can use me, take advantage of me if that’s what you think it was , just don’t push me away. And you still are questioning me, right?” Phainon pressed, almost aware of the way he was bordering on pleading, his voice was failing him more and more with each word he asked of the man who was now just a few feet away, still standing at his unopened bedroom door.“Still questioning if I mean it?”

“Anything you want, I’ll give you.” Phainon was aware of the way he was begging now, again. He couldn’t help it. 

It wasn’t fair. 

It wasn’t fair that Mydei was so convinced of this. That Mydei was trying so hard to shove him away, trying to frame it as if he had somehow ‘taken advantage’ of him. As if Phainon gave a damn? As if he wouldn’t beg just like this for Mydei to keep taking advantage of him if it meant he got to be close to him. 

“Phainon-” 

“Anything.. Just..” Those words tumbled out of his mouth so easily as he stared into stunned golden eyes, Mydei had now fully turned towards him and Phainon wished he could bite down even that little amount of attention made his heart flutter against his ribcage. He couldn’t.. There was no way he could live without this man anymore. “Please..”

“Phainon.” Mydei’s voice was harsh, loud this time, demanding and Phainon could do little but wince slightly at it. Praying his despair wasn’t written so plainly on his face, though it wasn’t like it mattered. It was clear in his words and voice with how cracking it came out with his begging.

“.. Yes, Mydei?”

“.. Did you eat the lasagna?”

Phainon could only sadly and slowly blink at the question, completely caught off guard by the damn lasagna. 

“What?” Was Phainon’s reply. Because how on earth was he supposed to say anything else besides that when he was two steps away from falling to the floor and sobbing if Mydei wanted him to?

“Did you?” Mydei only continued, moving slightly to cross his arms over his chest, eyes staring at the alpha before him and Phainon couldn’t help but sniffle. Mainly to sniff at Mydei, but also for dramatic effect for his pouting he was still maintaining - The early upsetment on him was real, sure, but now he didn’t want to let go of that so easily.

All because of some random ass lasagna. 

“Uh. Some? I was hungry?” Phainon shrugged out, completely baffled.

“.. I see.” Mydei looked away again, his eyes focusing on the walls like they were suddenly so very interesting to him. And Phainon knew for a fact they weren’t. He had stayed here all day with a significant lack of Mydei in the apartment - The walls were not fun to look at!

“What?”

“It’s nothing...” Mydei said that, but Phainon could only stand there and blink as red dusted the man’s features, dying his face a vibrant shade of sunset in its wake. So very deep of a blush, Phainon could only shuffle his weight between his feet in curiosity. 

“Was something in it?” Phainon accused, curious of what Mydei might have done to him, not really threatened. If anything, he was kind of excited to learn what he did to the lasagna he had so pointedly not eaten any of.

“Huh?” Clearly not, Mydei was obviously insulted by that, but still that blush remained even as Mydei looked baffled at the accusation. 

“In the lasagna? You’re blushing so much.” Phainon teased, now in a significantly better mood - But he had no intentions of letting Mydei continue to think Phainon felt taken advantage of, or that Phainon would have preferred someone else. 

He wanted Mydei, and if Mydei thought he was using Phainon.

Then let him.

“.. No.” Mydei hissed out, his brows creasing into an angry expression, and Phainon was very aware of the way he was bristling almost at him. This was truly something Mydei was quite protective over.

“Then?” Phainon prodded more, so very curious.

“Stop asking.”

Phainon couldn’t help the bubbling laugh that escaped his through, grinning at the alpha before him that was very much trying to avoid looking at him still. Trying to avoid the current topic, even though the last one was probably worse for him.

“But I want to know why you’re blushing! You’re so cute!”

“Shut up.” Mydei hissed, those golden eyes snapping to him, fierce and blazing in their wake. Yet that blush didn’t dissipate. He was clearly embarrassed over whatever he did to that food. 

“I cann’tttt, Mydei! What’s with the lasagna?!” Phainon whined out, fighting back the urge to whine again. 

“.. I made you food.”

“Yeah?” Phainon didn’t get it.

“Why were you making me bread?” Mydei practically spat out, enraged by this point as he shook his head, tousled locks moving abruptly with his movement. 

Phainon pauses at those words, mulling them over. 

And then it snaps into place - It clicks.

Oh.

Oh.

“You-” Phainon cut himself off, choking a little in his own unfiltered glee before clearing his throat, “You were trying to court me?”

“Be quiet.” Mydei hissed in confirmation, eyes narrowing into such a deep glare at Phainon.

“You wanted to impress me? To woo me?” Phainon couldn’t. How could he? Mydei was trying to return his affections in his own quiet way? Phainon was going to just boldly and loudly announce the bread as a courting gift but.. Mydei had given it so quietly, so hopeful that Phainon would accept it without ever even knowing..

‘Food is Mydei’s love language’ were words spoken to him by Aglaea. He couldn’t help the roar of his own heartbeat in his ears of this being admitted by Mydei.

“I said be quiet.” Mydei growled out again, growing in volume with how new found anger it seemed as he leered at Phainon.

“You wanted to win my love by showing how you can provide?”

“You’re pissing me off.” Mydei was practically seething, his words dripping in venom everytime he so much as breathed. Phainon didn’t care though, he was on cloud nine! He had finally found heaven and it was this feral lion in front of him admitting his feelings were at the very least a little mutual!

“I’m so happy I think I could die!” Phainon honestly said, clapping a hand over his heart dramatically, feeling the way his mouth was stuck in a smile. Not that he had any complaints over that!

“Die then.” Came the ever-so-loving reply from Mydei over that.

“Ahh, But then who would eat your lasagna!” Phainon turned from the seething alpha at that, instead practically skipping in his steps to go help himself to more of Mydei’s gift to him. “I have to go eat it all now like a good mate!”

“.. Mate?” Mydei hushedly quoted from behind him, and Phainon could only hum in amusement in reply as he quickly made his way into that kitchen, aware of the cat on his heels.  “Wait, Don’t make yourself sick in my home.”

“I won’t!” Phainon practically sang out, much too merry to think very straight about the word he had just called Mydei for too long - Or he simply didn’t want to think about the fact that he had called Mydei that over lasagna. 

“I’m not convinced..” Mydei hissed, striding past him before pointing at the ever familiar chair, the same one Mydei had assigned to him last night wordlessly.  “Sit down.”

“Huh?” Phainon said that dumbly, sure, but he moved and sat down regardless. While his heart was aflutter and light beyond belief - He didn’t want to anger the already lashing alpha that moved through his kitchen easily. 

“.. I’ll get it for you.” Mydei muttered, his hands already navigating to the cupboard that seemed to hold his plates, gently taking one out. 

“Really?”

Mydei only scowled at that as he moved to Phainon, setting the plate in front of him on the table with a rather deep and Phainon would even argue dramatic sigh;  “Why are you shocked? I was going to last night as well.”

“Woah.” Okay well, Phainon was teasing again. He couldn’t help it! Mydei was unbelievably cute!

“Don’t be too happy. I’m taking you for a walk after this.” Mydei hissed out, still moving as he unwrapped the lasagna and Phainon couldn’t help but stare at him as Mydei clearly studied how much Phainon had eaten. And Phainon really wished he had more of an appetite throughout the day, but he had mainly been fretting over Mydei while he was at work. 

Thinking of food had made him almost ill - Let alone food made by Mydei when it was clear the alpha felt horrible over last night. All Phainon wanted to do was amend that. Beg Mydei to come home so he could convince him otherwise. Completely unaware that Mydei had tried to give him a sweet courting gift..

He’d eat all of that lasagna if it was the last thing he did on earth.

“Taking.. Me for a walk? Why are you talking about me like I’m a dog like Aglaea..” Phainon slowly said, watching Mydei tap at the microwave before throwing an over the shoulder glare at Phainon - Clearly still perturbed. 

“You are.”

“Woof..” Phainon teased, giving a smile but that only seemed to deepen Mydei’s growing scowl. 

“.. You are a grown ass man, do not ‘woof’ at my dinner table.” Mydei growled at him, and Phainon had to bite back the way he didn’t even feel threatened anymore by that deep voice that had venom behind it. If anything, he was growing kind of attracted to the way Mydei seemed to want to bite his head off. Was that weird?

“Also you will be changing your shirt.” Mydei mumbled as he turned away, moving instead to remove the dish of lasagna from the microwave and wholly unaware of Phainon’s inner thoughts. If they could even be considered thoughts - He didn’t think he was really thinking much, honestly!

“Huh?” Phainon asked, watching Mydei move to put the lasagna in front of him with a huff, before immediately moving to a drawer beside the sink, fishing out utensils easily. 

“It’s ugly as sin.” Mydei mumbled as he returned, and Phainon couldn’t help but look down at his shirt.. ‘It’s past my bedtime’ written in solid white text over a black t-shirt with a skeleton skull on fire beneath it. He personally thought it was kind of sick.. 

“Woah. You and Aglaea both hate my sense of style.” Phainon almost whimpered out, dramatically faking his feeling of despair with sniffling along with it.

“You have no sense of style is the issue. Did you bring any normal clothes?” Mydei asked blankly, instead placing a knife and fork before Phainon as well, though, Phainon couldn’t help but note the way Mydei’s lips were upturned into a small amused smirk.  “Like, not with hideous designs and words on them.”

“You despise joy and whimsy with all your heart..” Phainon only continued his pathetic mullings, unable to stop his own smile over the way Mydei seemed to find it humorous. That alpha was gorgeous no matter his expression - But a smile on his lips made Phainon’s brain short circuit easily. 

“If that’s what it looks like, yes. I do.” Mydei only rolled his shoulders as he sat down lazily at the same chair as last night.

“Argh.. My precious fellow alpha is so mean to me..” Phainon dramatically cried, clutching at his own chest yet again while his eyes never left Mydei who only gave a grin in return.

“Be silent.”

“Are we going somewhere specific?” Phainon asked, ignoring the hissed out demand to instead be nosy as he moved to cut away some of Mydei’s lasagna. He really wasn’t very hungry, but if it would please Mydei he would gladly eat as much as the alpha would allow him too, all while happy to do so!

“No. Just walking.” Mydei mumbled and Phainon couldn’t help but flicker his eyes to him even while delicately plating his own food. 

“.. Oh?”

“Fresh air will do you good.” Mydei explained and Phainon had to pause, looking at the way that man slowly became red hued again - Flushed over the line of questioning. 

“Oh!” Phainon sat back, slowly scooping some lasagna onto his fork before giving a pleased hum, “You’re worried about me!”

“You are insufferable.” Mydei immediately stared at him egregiously, and Phainon couldn’t help but grin as he took a bite of that rather cheesy saucy food delightfully. Happily chewing it even while under that fierce burning golden gaze watching his every move - Clearly studying his reaction. But how could Phainon be anything but happy while eating this food?

Mydei made it specifically for him!

“Maybe so!” Phainon admitted after swallowing down a mouthful, only to scoop up more.

Mydei was silent at that and leaned into his own chair slightly to cross his arms over his chest as if pondering something while Phainon handled his food happily. 

“Being cramped in here all day with my pheromones must have driven you crazy though, s-”

“I enjoyed it.” Phainon interrupted that easily, glad he wasn’t chewing at the time and unable to stop Mydei from rambling about such a thing. 

“.. Staying in here?” Mydei hollowly asked, his voice not quite as loud as normal - Like he knew that wasn’t the correct answer but was still trying to avoid the one Phainon had meant. 

“The part with your pheromones in specific.” Phainon didn’t mind however, he’d reassure Mydei until the end of time if that sweet alpha wanted him to. 

“.. Right.” Mydei conceded slowly, his head tilting as his gaze drifted to Phainon’s plate, not as judgy with his gaze but still studying Phainon. “You said I smelled weird, right?”

Phainon almost choked at that and found himself rather thankful that he didn’t.

Weird.

Mydei smelling weird?

Mydei was the only person he wanted to smell for the rest of his life.

Weird?

“No, no. I didn’t comment at all on whether your scent was good or bad, just that it’s very maple-y.” Phainon corrected, and he would have given a toothy grin but he didn’t know how dirty his teeth were due to his food, instead giving a simper smile to Mydei who was staring him down. 

Mydei slowly blinked. 

“.. Is that a good thing?” 

Phainon couldn’t help but laugh over the way Mydei was so earnestly asking, Phainon swore they had this talk before - But maybe not nearly in depth enough. He wished he could easily show Mydei how good his pheromones were.. Alas. 

“You smell very sweet, so I think so!” Phainon smiled out, still happily forcing himself to eat the lasagna - He was painfully full, but he would gladly continue to swallow Mydei’s affections for him, any day of the week!

“.. Sweet?” Mydei parroted, clearly baffled by that adjective being used towards himself.

“Like an omega, I think.” Phainon so boldly admitted, and couldn’t help the slight bark of a laugh that left his lips as he saw the electric shock that ran through Mydei’s face in pure confusion over those words so obviously. 

“You’re.. Saying I smell like an omega to you?”

“Now I’m nervous..” Phainon laughed out in an amused tone, his eyes focusing on attempting to mop up the rest of his food instead of the most beautiful man he had ever seen that was playing twenty questions about his scent. 

“Maybe your nose really is broken..” Mydei mumbled lowly, and Phainon still couldn’t help laughing at how dry Mydei’s voice was - So deadpan - As if he was truly wondering if that was the case. 

“It’s possible!” Phainon conceded, because well, it might be! Who was he to say? He didn’t have a medical license! 

“Is it?”

“I’ve never really liked anyone’s scent before, not even omegas.” Phainon admitted slowly, placing his fork neatly on his empty plate before focusing again on Mydei, “And then I met you.”

“.. Me.” Mydei repeated blankly, and Phainon wished he could understand what was going on in that blonde head of his.

“Yep. Do I smell good to you?” Phainon instead effortlessly tried to move the conversation, and for once earning a laugh from Mydei as well - A rarity today, but a welcomed one. 

“Not like an omega, that's for sure.”

“Haha, but is it bad?” Phainon keenly asked, feeling rather curious about it anyway, though Mydei had certainly said this before..

“Not bad per-say. Just very alpha. Citrus-y, woody, with an underlying hint of vanilla.” Mydei mumbled, his eyes flicking from Phainon’s face and to the plate quickly, as if something was biting into his mind. 

“Mm.. I guess only my sense of smell is broken then!” 

Mydei didn’t reply to that for a few seconds as if to debate his words, only shaking his head slowly, numbly. 

“Hurry up and change while I clean.” Were what he landed on in a light voice, not nearly as demanding as normal.

Phainon couldn’t help the way he beamed, the way his heart thudded over Mydei being so caring and motherly, he truly was not built to be an alpha, it was almost a shame. Phainon couldn’t find anything but pure affection for Mydei in his heart regardless of that fact however. 

“Alright alright, I’ll be back.. ” Phainon sighed out, standing from the chair slowly to excuse himself as he simmied away, looking back to watch that alpha. To stare at the way his muscles seemed evident beneath his sleeves - To look at that neck that was so deserving of Phainon’s claim, golden eyes that were only looking at cleaning up the dishes Phainon had used. 

“In a normal shirt, I assume.” Mydei practically hissed out, not bothering to meet Phainon’s eyes that watched his every move, instead simply moving to put away the lasagna again.

“As normal as possible, Mydei!”

“.. That’s worrying from your mouth.”

Notes:

decided to be nice and finish this chapter before i follow my dreams and write a long ass one shpt vampire au like i said on twitter.
had to make phainon revert back to being pathetic or id die.
good bye

Chapter 7

Notes:

i think in a more gentle world mydei would be heavily against hurting people. he wasn't born for strife - he was born for cooking and going to the clubbbbbbbbb.
now all of you here must suffer due to my hc for him.
light angst. gl

Mydei tried his best to ignore it.

Really.

He did.

But the way Phainon was practically glued to his arm, holding it against his own chest in a tight grip and rubbing his head on Mydei’s shoulder every chance he got  - It was beyond impossible to ignore him or the stares they were getting as they leisurely ‘walked’. His arm was more like a leash to his pet dog, if anything..

The other concerning fact was the way Phainon was bristling. The way he was borderline sneering and immediately giving off a scent Mydei could only draw lines to being protective over an assumed mate, and well. As much as Mydei wanted to deny it, the current situation told him there was no denying it was over him of all people - Even if that fierce scent made Mydei’s own hair stand on end at the challenge. 

A challenge that Phainon didn’t seem even aware Mydei knew was out there, a challenge that was utterly insane; Phainon only snuggled into him as closely as possible while inviting Mydei to try to thrash him if Mydei even dared get near... To Mydei. 

What a life.

Mydei slowed his steps, they hadn’t even gotten to the park yet and the way Phainon kept practically growling at anyone that passed was insane - Mydei couldn’t even wrap his head around it.

“Phainon.” Mydei mumbled out as he stopped walking, Phainon easily followed his pace and stopped with him - He was attached to Mydei’s arm after all. And while that was beyond embarrassing, the way Phainon was seemingly two seconds away from mauling people was way worse. 

“Yes, Mydei?” Phainon answered, his tone not matching his current scent - Not in the slightest. It was gentle and warm, and so very sweet to Mydei’s ears as Phainon only remained clinging onto him as if he was terrified someone may tear Mydei from him. 

“Are you.. Okay?” Mydei could only fathom to ask that as he looked at Phainon on his right, so close to him, still pressing his head into Mydei’s shoulder as if it somehow would abruptly lose his scent if he stopped. 

“I’m great!” Deep ocean blue eyes immediately met gold at that, holding contact as Phainon did in fact - Seem great. He was almost beaming while they stood in the middle of the sidewalk with Phainon practically wagging his tail over Mydei even looking at him. 

Mydei shook his head at that, almost disapprovingly over those words. He couldn’t figure out how to fully process the way Phainon was acting, he was beaming and smiling at Mydei - sure. But he was also giving off a scent that was extremely territorial, even Mydei’s inner alpha was wanting to bite into the challenge.

It was an annoying itch in Mydei’s head he couldn’t scratch.

“Are you? You’re almost snarling at random people we pass by.” Mydei inquired with a sigh, eyes only wandering away from the fellow alpha to instead look at the distant park. He had only wanted to walk and get some fresh air - but the air was anything but fresh due to how Phainon was being so defensive.

“I’m fine, Mydei! I promise.” Phainon said that, sure, but Mydei wasn’t blind. He could still see even as Phainon smiled and beamed at him - those eyes were darting about to watch any other person that came near, protectively gripping onto Mydei for dear life. 

“.. Right.” Mydei mumbled, instead beginning to walk away as he gave up and chose to drop the damn topic. He would get nowhere with Phainon while he’s in denial about it, anyway. 

Mydei let them fall into silence over that - Phainon seemed satiated enough with random people passing by so long as he was allowed to keep Mydei’s arm. And Mydei wasn’t strong enough to deny it was a little endearing how protective Phainon was over him - even if his inner alpha wanted to slap him upside the head just a tad.

“You smell so good today, you know?” Mydei didn’t even stop walking at those words registered in his head, if anything, Phainon seemed very consistent in thinking Mydei smelled good. He had given up even trying to rationalize such an odd thing for an alpha to think about him.

“Do I? More than normal to you?” Mydei asked rather mindlessly, only thankful now to see the greenery of the leaves of the park as they entered it. Anything but the walls of the city surrounding them as they went - too many people and Phainon really did seem rather unwell. Was he still just.. Suffering from his rut in such an odd way?

Mydei couldn’t say - he had never stuck around another alpha for their rut, nor did he really know if he had ever been so possessive over someone on his own rut.

“Mm.. Maybe it’s because I can compare it to other people now..” Phainon answered almost quietly, and Mydei didn’t even halt his stride as Phainon once again pushed his own forehead into Mydei’s shoulder - obviously sniffing at him. A part of Mydei wanted to press a hand to his face and shove him away, yet another part of him felt a flutter of embarrassing feelings towards that act. 

Mydei cleared his throat instead; “I don’t think I smell any different, so.. Maybe?”

Mydei did however, halt his steps as he recognized someone coming closer, her lips painted red and curved into a smile as she too, shared the recognition. One of his old customers for his baking hobby - a beta. 

“Oh! Mydei!” Her voice easily rang out as she hurried her steps closer, and Mydei was achingly aware of the way Phainon had tensed up - gone rigid while holding onto Mydei. He could feel those hands wrap around his biceps tighter, like he was suddenly being threatened. 

“Hello.” Mydei chose to greet back, attempting to be as warm as possible as he watched her eyes flicker from him and to the other, clear, obvious, alpha latched onto his arm. Though, her smile never faded - most likely writing Phainon off as just playing around with Mydei, or something like that Mydei figured.

“How have you been doing? I still dream of eating your red velvet cake again, you know?” She happily told him, and Mydei was very painfully aware of the way he could feel Phainon’s hand twitch at that - even while clinging onto Mydei’s own arm already. 

Mydei shifted slightly, trying minisculely to tug his arm from Phainon, but that only spurred on the opposite effect, if anything as Phainon moved slightly closer to him. 

“Ah. I’ve been alright, thanks for asking.” Mydei said as normally as he could, trying his best to seem normal with a giant bristling alpha attached at his hip. 

“Will you open up orders again one day?” She innocently asked - though Mydei watched her blue eyes darting between Mydei and Phainon - bright blue, somehow haunting him.

“Maybe if I have the time.. Started helping a friend’s business.. This is my co-worker; Phainon.”

“Nice to meet you, Phainon!”

“.. Nice to meet you, too.” For once, Phainon hadn’t even tried to seem thrilled like normal, he sounded almost cold, distant.

“Uh..” She wasn’t a fool however, immediately picking up on his strangeness and instead returning a soft smile to Mydei, one that bordered on weariness. “Let me know if you ever open up baking orders again, Mydei. I have to get going now!”

Mydei could only turn slightly, watching as she quickly passed by them both rather flustered. Mydei could easily imagine why based off Phainon’s scent. She was doomed to think he was aggressive as all hell - and Mydei couldn’t even tell her he wasn’t. He wasn’t sure what Phainon’s headspace was currently. 

“Alright. Take care.” Mydei said after her, before giving a loud and rather dramatic sigh as he looked back to Phainon - at the way Phainon was still bristling almost towards her as she went. Mydei couldn’t even shake his unease over the way Phainon was watching her - making sure she truly left before his eyes met Mydei’s. 

“.. Side business?” Phainon asked, his voice still teetering on the lines of anger and Mydei could only shrug weakly over it; Not even quite sure why Phainon had swapped his mood so easily. The sneaking suspicion that he was still territorial due to his rut was clawing into Mydei’s mind. He really should get this man home and away from people before Phainon lashed out..

“Mainly for fun. I barely charged anything outside of what the cost of making it was.” Mydei explained easily, it was true. Baking and selling what he made was his hobby for years - nothing any deeper than that. 

“Really?” Phainon sounded less than convinced, his hands still tightly wound around Mydei’s arm in almost a worrying way - Mydei couldn’t help but crease his brows as he watched Phainon. Watching the way he shifted uncomfortably - unconvinced of it. 

“.. Yes.” Mydei slowly said, his eyes still trailing the man who looked rather upset or distraught now;  “You.. Are you alright?”

“She was just.. Very friendly with you. It’s surprising.”

Was it surprising? It’s not like Mydei was usually mean to people, sure, he himself knew he wasn’t the most outgoing, but he didn’t have bad relations with most either. 

“I’ve always been polite to my returning customers, it’s not surprising.” Mydei nearly mumbled out, blinking at the white haired man that still appeared rather miffed over it all. Mydei really couldn’t wrap his mind around it. If anything.. Phainon was treating him like he was some type of unmated omega..

“.. Why didn’t you charge her much?” Phainon asked, blue eyes holding contact with gold and Mydei could only move his free hand that wasn’t being held hostage by Phainon through his hair, threading through it lazily with a huff. 

“It wasn’t her specifically. I didn’t charge anyone much. It was just a hobby and pastime - I don’t need money.” Mydei wasn’t even sure why he felt the need to defend himself so much here - this wasn’t Phainon’s business and it certainly wasn’t very deep. 

“.. Mm.”

Mydei could only heave out a deeply exasperated sigh over the clear unhappy sounding tone Phainon was humming in - somehow. 

“Phainon.” 

“Yeah?”

“Are you.. Jealous?” Mydei knew the answer, but he asked anyway, watching as Phainon for once unhooked his hands from Mydei, leaning away slightly to blink at him - expression somewhat blank and indecipherable as he did so. 

“No.”

Mydei rolled his shoulders, giving a smile over that; “Your scent disagrees, you know?” 

“Did you think she was pretty?” Mydei lightly teased, mainly because well, if he had learned anything, Phainon was clearly dead set on saying his scent was due to his affection for Mydei. 

“.. Mydei.” Phainon’s voice alone let Mydei know he didn’t share the teasing joking mood of Mydei asking that question.

And nothing had prepared Mydei for the way Phainon’s mood had utterly and completely flipped - no longer a clingy puppy, and instead shoving Mydei to the side harshly, so quickly and awkwardly that Mydei practically tripped over the bushes Phainon shoved him into. Mydei couldn’t stop himself from hitting the floor with his back - knocking the breath out of him. 

Of course he couldn’t stop his fall, not with the way Phainon chased after him to straddle him easily.

“Phainon?” Mydei choked out slightly, more confused and baffled over the sudden mood change, completely lost on why he needed to be shoved into the bushes in general. 

“You..” Phainon’s voice was remarkably quiet, confusingly so to Mydei’s ears with how strained he sounded. Barely put together, like he was fighting some kind of urge now - And Mydei wasn’t really desiring to hear out whatever urge that was. 

“Get off of me.” Mydei hissed out, still rather laying there regardless as Phainon only tilted his head at him. For a brief second, Mydei was slightly worried that he was being mauled by another alpha and would actually have to thrash Phainon - but those ocean blue eyes.. 

They were regarding Mydei like he was some kind of fragile treasure. 

“No.. Mydei..” Phainon’s voice still kept that same level of volume, like he was trying to make sure no one caught them in the literal bushes where Phainon had shoved Mydei into. And Mydei could only find himself blinking, studying the way Phainon was staring at him, the way Phainon had been acting towards him.. 

“You said..” Mydei cleared his throat slightly, trying to put his thoughts into words. “My scent smells really good to you, right? Like an omega?”

“Mm..” Came Phainon’s poor nonresponsive answer, still unmoving as he had Mydei trapped beneath him, head still remaining tilted as he took in the words Mydei was trying to convey to him. 

“So.. You’re an alpha in the end phase of his rut, with someone you perceive as an omega.” Mydei tried to reason with him - as if that was possible in this state. Phainon was still rather clearly off his shits, even if he was dead set on disagreeing with the sentiment.

“You’re mine..” Phainon murmured softly, and Mydei only found himself rolling his eyes as that with a deep pained sigh. 

Mydei stared at him - expression completely deadpan as he found himself leaning into the grass. He clearly had to de-escalate whatever was Phainon’s issue, regardless of the reasoning. “.. Right. Whatever, but we need to get you home.”

“Home.” Phainon echoes that in a way like he’s amused almost by it - which was fair. Phainon technically didn’t actually live there, it was Mydei’s home, not his. 

“Away from everyone else you’re trying to maul.” Mydei mumbled out, more so to correct himself since Phainon seemed to have gotten lost upon that one incorrect word being used.

Phainon took a few moments to debate something, eyes never once glancing away from Mydei beneath him; “Mydei.. I want you again.” 

Mydei didn’t miss a beat however, he honestly had expected something as crude as that to leave Phainon’s mouth anyway. The alpha was clearly delirious and not thinking straight still - those feelings about having sex the first time were yet again creeping into Mydei’s skull. 

“Phainon, we are in public.” Mydei growled out instead, trying to choke back those feelings, it was hopeless - really. Until Phainon was truly off of his rut and able to think clearly, Mydei wouldn’t be able to shake them. 

“I’ll be quick..”

Mydei only snorted at those words;  “You absolutely won’t be, let’s go home, Phainon.”

Phainon knitted his brows at that, dissatisfied by his response obviously before giving a rather pouty look to Mydei; “Can I bite you first.. Just a little..”

“Bite me..?” Mydei could only blink at that, over that extremely bizarre request - though it added up. Leaving marks on Mydei probably would satisfy his possessive alpha behaviors he was exhibiting on the walk. “Fine. Only if you’ll agree to go home with me with no issues.”

“.. I agree to that.”

Mydei wasn’t ready for that reply. 

He thought he was, but he wasn’t. Instead Phainon immediately grabbed him extremely roughly, a force he hadn’t been expecting by a long shot as Phainon flipped him almost easily onto his chest - Nearly knocking the air out of him. His entire vision felt disorientated from the quickness of it as he tried to focus on what was happening. 

Mydei found his fingers gripping into the grass beneath him before immediately attempting to stand up. An attempt immediately thwarted by Phainon sitting back down into the straddling position again with his entire weight on Mydei’s lower back.

Mydei nearly groaned at the air being pressed out of him before he snapped his head to the side to bite out his annoyed words - To tell Phainon he was actually going to kill him, only Phainon only met his gaze with half-lidded eyes as a hand found its way onto the back of Mydei’s head to gently press it back down to the grass.

“Phainon?”

Mydei jolted as soon as he said that word, feeling the man in question’s finger immediately dip below the collar, tugging his shirt down slightly. Mydei wanted to question where the hell he was going to bite him - Wanted to tell him to hurry up and get off of him. He wanted to do many things.

“You’re an alpha.. So this is fine, right?”

Mydei blinked at the question, trying to mull over what the hell he meant by that.

“I already said yes, just get on with it so we can go home.” Mydei hissed back his reply, growing more and more frustrated with the position he was being held in - his secondary gender already beginning to bite at his mind. 

However, his mind only blanked out those thoughts as he felt it.

Those sharp fangs sinking into Mydei's nape.

Mydei couldn't even process his emotions as they swarmed into his head, he couldn’t. His entire body went rigid, taut, and high strung - Muscles screaming from how instantaneously he had gone so tragically stiff. Mydei could only open his mouth, leaving it agape, unsure if he wanted to insult or to start trying to bite Phainon’s head off.

Mydei’s entire body screamed at him - His vision now was beyond blurry if he even tried to focus, he needed to do something. Anything. He shouldn’t be claimed like this, forced into the floor and marked. He wasn’t built for this. He wasn’t. 

He needed to retaliate against Phainon.

He needed to teach him a lesson, how easy would it be to snap his bones? To thrust himself around to face him and crack a few of them under his knuckles? To make him never be so bold to do such a heinous thing to him again? 

Mydei could only give a low groan at his thoughts - At the way he felt Phainon’s tongue lap across his nape, across the mark he had just delivered onto Mydei. 

The only sane thing he could manage to do was slowly clenching his hands into fists, shallowly allowing himself to breathe. He desperately wanted to beat Phainon. 

“You’re so pretty like this.” Phainon quietly said, words that Mydei wasn’t sure if it was a compliment or not, but his inner alpha told him to attack him for it. For both crimes. 

“.. Get off of me.”

Mydei managed, with as much clarity as possible, for a man that wanted to strangle Phainon. Not even in a jest, his hands twitched to be wound around Phainon’s throat, to wrench his life from him. 

Phainon moved at that, he obeyed, but not nearly fast enough. Instead as soon as Mydei felt his weight shift off of him - Mydei rolled, immediately moving to punch a fist into Phainon’s ribs that met its mark easily. Mydei didn’t even bat an eye over the shocked expression Phainon made before gasping out spit over the hit, Phainon didn’t even have a chance to adjust before Mydei moved again.

This time landing a second punch to his face, directly into his jaw and lips and with that one Mydei easily felt something crack beneath his fingers. A feeling that made Mydei’s secondary gender almost purr in satisfaction of showing another alpha who was truly in charge here.

A feeling that didn’t last as Phainon staggered instead, falling to the ground while Mydei scrambled to his own feet - staring at the man with a heavy pant. Feeling like he had just ran miles - Not been forced to the ground and given a claiming bite while an alpha. Mydei could only stare at the baffled Phainon, he could only stare as those feelings wore off of him, hands twitching in sheer raw ache over how hard he had hit Phainon.

His eyes couldn’t help but watch the blood seep from Phainon’s busted and bruised lip, those feelings of rage abating quickly as it had come and now only all-consuming guilt was left in its wake. 

“That was the ho-”

Mydei didn’t want to hear it.

He couldn’t, as soon as Phainon seemed to have enough clarity to speak, Mydei quickly turned away and swiftly made for his own apartment. He couldn’t do this. He couldn’t.

“Mydei!”

Mydei didn’t want to hear that voice from behind, he didn’t. 

He just wanted to go home and try to forget about it all. 

“Mydei.” 

Mydei hated how much closer it sounded now, clearly running to catch up to him. Not willing to let him just leave and lock himself in his room, it seemed. 

“Mydei, wait!” Phainon practically pleaded as he passed Mydei, instead cutting off his direction of retreat by standing directly in front of Mydei - just a few feet away. Mydei could only figure that was to avoid being hit again by him.

“This is enough proof that two alphas cannot get along, Phainon.” Mydei almost growled out, returning to narrowing his eyes into sharpened daggers at the fellow alpha in front of him that seemed breathless - still extremely intent on blocking Mydei’s route with his own body as blue eyes seemed wide and panicked.

That alone made Mydei feel even more guilty - How easily had he been ruining this man’s life since meeting him? 

Golden eyes could only trace where blood was seeping from Phainon’s lip - his face already becoming swollen and red from the hit. 

“.. I don’t agree with that.” Phainon mumbled out darkly, brows knitting as he stared right back at Mydei.

“You’re actively drooling blood from your chin, and you want me to think anything besides that?” Mydei pointed out with almost a sigh, watching as Phainon moved a sleeve to wipe his own blood away, smearing it into an even more unsightly thing as he did so.

“Okay, and?” Phainon asked with a small laugh, his eyes looking at the blood on his sleeve before looking up at Mydei again, catching his gaze and only giving him a weak smile.

A pained smile - it obviously hurt to force his lips into that position.

Mydei couldn’t bite down the guilt over that. Over even just his normal smiles being painful for him due to Mydei. 

“.. And?” Mydei echoed out, his eyes only able to focus on the bleeding crack of Phainon’s lips. How was he supposed to focus on anything but the pain he had inflicted on Phainon?

“That was arguably the hottest thing that’s ever happened to me.” Those words leaving Phainon’s bloody lips only made Mydei’s eyes trail slightly upwards to look him in the eyes, searching for any hints of lying - any hints of ulterior motives or meanings.

He found nothing.

“What?” Mydei quietly whispered out, more baffled than anything over those words. 

“I mean it hurt a lot, but the way you looked at me was really hot..” Phainon admitted in a rather hushed tone, growing more embarrassed with each word as Mydei watched the growing color of red blossom on his face - much like the bruise of where Mydei’s fist had registered with his jaw.

“Are you insane?” Mydei further questioned him, raising a brow slowly. 

“Maybe!” Phainon most confusedly gave a sheepish laugh as he said that, light and airy - like he wasn’t bothered by any of it. 

Mydei didn’t share the sentiment.

“I actually wanted to snap your neck, Phainon. I wanted to..” Mydei couldn’t help the way his voice faltered, trailing off as he looked to the ground - he couldn’t even dare to think about why he felt that way. The burning on the back of his neck was something he was desperately trying to move out of his mind, desperately trying to keep his instincts squandered away. 

He didn’t want to hurt Phainon again.

“I get it.. I angered your secondary gender.. I’m really sorry.” Phainon said rather weakly, and Mydei could only blink at those ocean blue eyes - eyes that seemed to be pouting, pleading almost for Mydei to forgive him. 

“I’m the one that hit you, a mating bite doesn’t affect me. Why are you apologizing?” Mydei nearly growled out, he couldn’t help it - it was driving him insane, the way Phainon was so earnestly apologizing with a thin line of blood running from his lips still.

Mydei felt sickened by it - sickened by the fact he had hurt Phainon, and sickened by the way he felt some demented sense of pride in doing that to please his instincts.

“I overstepped with that bite, even if it doesn’t affect you.” Phainon pointed out, and Mydei agreed, but technically he did say yes - he wouldn’t if he was aware of where but.. That blood. Mydei could only grit his teeth over it. “And don’t worry about the hitting! Really, I’m fine!”

“You’re not fine, you are still bleeding.” Mydei practically was growling at this point, deep down he understood that both of them were at fault for different things but.. 

“Mydei, Honestly… I got hard from it, don’t worry about it, okay?”

Well.

That certainly did derail his thoughts a little, he would admit.

Mainly due to the absurdity of it, but still.

“You.. What?”

Phainon only shrugged, giving a light-hearted smile as he did so - as light-hearted as he could manage while still bleeding at least; “Yeah, so don’t worry about hitting me. I’m sorry I bit you there.”

“That’s.. Still not a good thing.. We can’t..” Mydei couldn’t help but trail off, more than just a bit stunned over the admittance, but it also still didn’t stop the fact Mydei had indeed hit him. Twice. Even if Phainon was somehow into it. 

“Why? Because your instincts made you lash out at me?” Phainon asked with a level of sincerity that made Mydei only shuffle uncomfortably, eyes flickering away from the man. He was impossible - the way Phainon’s scent had sweetened, like he was trying to soothe Mydei through it only added to Mydei’s guilt.

“It’s okay. If you ever let me bite you there again, I’ll just keep a better hold on you if hitting me makes you feel bad.”

Mydei clicked his tongue at that, looking back to the fellow alpha to try to glare at him, try being the keyword. It was remarkably hard with those blue eyes looking so very pouty with blood leaking from his lips. 

“That..” Mydei mumbled, giving a deep sigh;  “You’re really unwell, Phainon.”

“It’s hard to think around you, Mydei.” Phainon countered as he moved his hand again to wipe away blood once more, not even hesitating before nearing Mydei and taking hold on his arm again; “Let’s go home, yeah? Like I promised.”

Mydei didn’t have the heart to fight him on it, not the strength to try to yank his arm away from Phainon as the alpha started leading him away. 

He could only quietly mutter a “.. Yeah.” rather weakly under his breath as Phainon led him off.

The walk back was remarkably quiet between both of them, a rarity for Phainon to keep silent for so long - but Mydei easily figured his jaw would be killing him. Of course he’d stay quiet. Considering Mydei’s knuckle that he used to hit him ached, he was sure Phainon receiving the blunt of the blow hurt way, way more. And that alone made Mydei feel a sinking feeling of guilt with every step. 

Even as he opened his apartment door and let Phainon in, even as the man gave him a sweet smile, that guilt made him nauseous. He could only blink golden eyes away, anywhere but at Phainon.

“Take a shower.” Mydei chose to say immediately, which rightfully stunned Phainon.

“Mm?”

“Your scent is driving me crazy, in a bad way, mind you, and you have blood stains on your clothes.” And jaw. That addition died on his tongue as he looked away from Phainon, instead moving past him easily - moving to grab a drink from the kitchen.

“Ah!” Phainon said in that same happy voice, like he had already moved on from being hit. Like he wasn’t even bothered by it at all, and for some reason that only made Mydei feel worse. The pure understanding that Phainon was trying to not appear hurt for his own sake - made it worse.

“I’m sorry! I’ll be quick!” Mydei didn’t even blink at those words.

It was as if Phainon wasn’t allowed to feel his own pain due to knowing it would make Mydei feel guilty - but what was the point if Mydei already felt that way? 

He didn’t know.

“Don’t worry about it.” Mydei mumbled, throwing out his thoughts as he instead got a glass of apple juice tiredly - hovering in his own kitchen as he heard Phainon getting a change of clothes before ducking into the bathroom rather hurriedly. Mydei only moved when he actually heard the water turn on in his bathroom, flopping into his living room couch before digging out his phone from his pocket.

This was probably going to go badly, but he needed to tell someone, anyone that would hear him out. 

And so he tapped the group chat..

Mydei; I hit Phainon today. Twice. 

Aglaea; Oh.

Aglaea; Before I share my thoughts: Did he deserve it?

Mydei; He gave me a mating bite and I kind of lost it.

Aglaea; Oh.

Aglaea; Hit him a third time from me.

Aglaea; Wait. Did you say he could mark you?

Mydei; Technically, He asked if he could bite me and I said fine, if it would make him go back home and just to make him get off of me.

Aglaea; Ignoring whatever ‘make him get off of me’ means; He bit you there randomly?

Mydei; Yeah, I’m not mad about that. I’m upset at myself over hitting him.

Aglaea; Hit him a third time from me regardless.

Mydei; I wasn’t gentle with my punches. I actually wanted to snap his bones in half.

Aglaea; And how did he take it?

Mydei; .. I’d say too well honestly.

Castorice; wHAT DID I MISS?

Castorice; Woopsies! Caps lock.

Aglaea; Mydei, have you and Phainon been having sex during his rut?

Aglaea; Oh. Hello Castorice.

Castorice; WHAT???

Mydei; Er.. That’s kind of personal, isn’t it?

Castorice; OH MY GOD THEY HAVE BEEN???

Aglaea; Right. I’d imagine either way he’s very attached to you now. Well, frankly, He always was, but he probably desperately wants you to accept him fully as your mate.

Castorice; Oooohhh My God???

Mydei; I doubt he feels very accepted with how I punched him until he bled.

Aglaea; You frame it like it was so bad, yet you said before it was only two hits.. With that phrasing it sounds like you held him down and just started beating him. And he deserved it, mind you, I still want you to hit him a third time.

Mydei sighed at that - he understood Phainon crossed a line there, but he wasn’t a beta or omega, the bite wasn’t going to stick nor did it mean anything to him. The reality of hitting Phainon was much worse than Phainon biting him in Mydei’s opinion, no matter how ‘deserved’ it was. 

Mydei; ? Well, I feel bad for doing it.

Castorice; I feel sick.

Aglaea; How did he take it?

Mydei; The hits? Like a champ. Emotionally? Too well, like I said above.

Aglaea; So it turned him on?

Castorice; WHAT

Mydei; .. That also feels a bit too personal to share.

Aglaea; So it did.. Well. I think you’re overthinking everything.

Mydei; Am I?

Aglaea; How do you feel about Phainon, Mydei?

Mydei hesitated at that. His feelings for Phainon? That was.. Complicated.

Sure, he could easily admit now he at least had a crush on the man – the fact he allowed Phainon to push so far was more of an admittance of that than anything else. But.. 

Mydei; .. I don’t know.

Aglaea; Mydei.

Mydei; Okay. Fine. I like him a little. 

Aglaea; Of course you do. You let him have sex with you right? Only natural to assume you have some feelings towards him.

Castorice; I Feel Crazy.

Mydei; .. Right.

Castorice; And he just admits it..

Castorice; I’m so mad at you guys.

Mydei; ? Why?

Castorice; I owe Aglaea money now..

Aglaea; We had a bet on if you guys would copulate during his rut.

Aglaea; I won. :)

Castorice; 😭

Mydei; …

“Mydei?”

Mydei looked up from his phone at that, clicking it off hastily before regretting it. Almost visibly wincing at how Phainon’s jaw was turning a deep red, almost threatening purple; A bruise flowering onto his face rather harshly..

“Mm.” Mydei hummed out quietly, flicking his eyes back to his phone’s darkened screen. Anything but at Phainon’s face and those pleading blue eyes that seemed to only want his attention regardless of what Mydei did to him.

“Are you.. Alright?”

Mydei could only scoff over Phainon’s gentle question, over the way he seemed to care about Mydei’s current mood more than the bruise he had surely seen on his face in the bathroom mirror.

Mydei didn’t look away from his phone again, instead clicking it back on to fully attempt to ignore the man - he really should have crawled into his room and gone to bed. 

“I could ask the same. Your lip is busted - Your jaw is starting to show a bruise too.” Mydei murmured out, sighing deeply as he opened any social media - anything to look at cats instead of Phainon. 

“That’s fine!” Mydei didn’t look up at that, keeping his eyes glued to his phone instead. “Really.. It’s fine, Mydei.”

“I overstepped a boundary.. Don’t feel bad.. Okay?”

Phainon only continued with Mydei’s silence before slowly moving into the living room with him, plopping onto the couch alongside Mydei who stiffened slightly at it. He couldn’t relax at all - not with the way Phainon had taken up rubbing his wet hair against Mydei’s arm like a pathetic dog. Mydei couldn’t help but note the way he specifically sat on the side where Mydei would be opposite to where his knuckles had landed with his jaw. 

He felt nauseous.

“Don’t feel bad..”

Mydei wasn’t sure how he was supposed to not feel bad, really. Sure, Phainon had bitten him on his nape - but it didn’t mean anything. By now, Mydei had completely written it off - even the ghostly feeling of it barely scratched at his mind, but he was sure Phainon’s face was a longshot from a ‘ghostly’ feeling.

“Let’s go to bed instead, Mydei..” Phainon’s soft words only continued, speaking as though he was terrified of scaring off a stray cat that had just started to warm up to him. Such a delicate and kind tone only felt like sandpaper against Mydei’s ears, he certainly didn’t deserve such a level of care. 

“Can I sleep with you?”

Mydei could only scoff at that, nearly scowling as he clicked off his phone again, only to glare at the white haired man that had taken up leaning on him heavily on the couch - most of his own body weight pressed into Mydei’s side. 

“.. I’m not having sex with you.” Mydei grumbled out, almost huffing over Phainon’s rather sweet insistence to be close to him still - he was sure the alpha was trying to be reassuring, but Mydei didn’t know how to feel about that. His eyes couldn’t look anywhere on the man besides that creeping bruise. 

Phainon laughed, albeit weakly and very softly, but he did laugh just the tiniest bit; “Haha.. No no, just.. Sleeping together, literally.”

“.. I guess.” Mydei mumbled, and Phainon wasted no time standing and tugging Mydei to copy him - pulling on his arm to get him off the couch along with himself. 

Mydei obliged with a deep sigh, the man really was just a giant dog. Even ushering him around to getting ready for bed, waiting around like a happy pup as Mydei brushed his teeth and changed. It would be endearing if Mydei didn’t feel himself cringe every time he had to look at Phainon’s bright blue eyes and swollen face. 

“Do you.. Want some ice for that?” Mydei asked as he returned his now empty cup of apple juice that he chugged before brushing his teeth to the kitchen, pausing over the way Phainon beamed at him - clearly not fully, probably due to pain.

“Hmm? No, no! I’m fine!” Phainon only dismissively waved his hands much too quickly - very in denial as he immediately instead took up to grabbing Mydei’s hand again possessively, tugging him away and towards his bedroom. 

“.. Are you sure?” Mydei inquired again, still allowing himself to be dragged along, still allowing Phainon to insist on being close to Mydei. 

Phainon only threw him a simple smile, eyes twinkling slightly as he led Mydei into his bedroom rather happily; “Yep! Let’s rest, Mydei.”

“.. Alright.”

Mydei didn’t fight it. Not even as Phainon guided him to bed, turned off the lights, and crawled in with him. Mydei didn’t even say a word with the way Phainon laid his head on his chest, tightly hugging him.

There was nothing to say - instead he just shut his eyes, shut the thoughts of today out of his mind and the dull ache of his fist.

The slumber of sleep came easily - even with a heavy head of white hair choosing to sleep atop of him. 

 

“Morning, Mydei..”

“Hmm..” Mydei leisurely blinked open his eyes at that, slowly registering Phainon’s face to his side as he did so. It looked horrible, blue, bruised, swollen, Mydei knit his brows immediately over the view. Over what he did to Phainon. Over the fact Phainon had such little regard for his own safety and asked to sleep in here with Mydei regardless, and Mydei gave in so easily.

Mydei closed his eyes, shutting the unsavory view of Phainon out of his mind; “Just good morning to you.. I’m going back to sleep..”

Mydei was a morning person, but not today if that entailed having to stare at how horrible Phainon’s face was looking.

Mydei stiffened, feeling arms snake around his torso and gently pulling him forward -  towards Phainon. He didn’t dare open his eyes, not even as he felt Phainon’s fingers ghost over his face - gently tucking his bangs out of his face in a gentle movement. 

“Are you really that sleepy?” Phainon inquired, so very quietly, practically cooing at Mydei.

Mydei huffed at that tone; “Mm..”

“Not even awake enough for morning sex?”

Mydei clicked his tongue at that, golden eyes blinking open only to glare at the man in front of him that was already pouting. Mydei couldn’t focus on anything besides that blossoming bruise that had formed so nastily on his face however.

“Just the tip..” Phainon said rather teasingly, almost in a tone that made Mydei think he knew the answer would be Mydei throwing him out of his bed.

“Liar..” Mydei mumbled as he closed his eyes again, not willing to look at this man’s face as he touched Mydei so tenderly - fingers threading through blonde hair softly, combing through the back of his head. 

“A little.. Please?” Phainon continued, and Mydei found himself focused on how that incessant hand hadn’t stopped gently petting him. “I’m going to be away from you all day..”

“You’re insufferable.. I don’t have to be up for hours.” Mydei hissed back, almost tiredly. Phainon’s voice was teasing - he was obviously joking but Mydei almost wanted to splash water on him. He needed to invest in a spray bottle.. 

“You’ll sleep so soundly after a bit of sex?” Mydei blinked his eyes open once more at that, focusing on the rather lop-sided grin Phainon was sporting - not laying on the side that had been punched however. “It’ll wear you out so nicely..”

“Is sex all you think about with me?” Mydei asked, genuinely curious about it.

“Absolutely not! I’ve thought about a lot of stuff!” Phainon almost sounded offended as he screwed up his face - creasing his brows into a narrowed stare at Mydei who found himself even more interested in the topic. 

“Like what?” Mydei inquired, eyes narrowing to match Phainon’s own expression, trying his damnedest to ignore that giant awful bruise on Phainon’s face.

Phainon blinked at that, his hands halting in their soft brushing of Mydei’s hair for a fluttering second before he let out a sheepish laugh; “.. Well, now it’s embarrassing.”

Mydei only shrugged his shoulders, closing his eyes again as he schooled his expression into a neutral one again.

“I’m not letting you have sex with me unless you tell me.” Mydei told him firmly, and he could audibly hear Phainon pout - it was a silent thing, sure, but he knew he was even without looking.

“Ah..” Phainon started softly, giving a low hum. “Well.. I’ve thought about what it would be like if we actually did live together..” 

“Mm..” Mydei’s lips turned into a taut frown over the idea - while it was sweet, the creeping disgust of all of his actions only felt tenfold if he considered how often he might do such things to Phainon while trapped with him if this all had happened in just a day.

“About what it would be like if we had kids together..”

Mydei couldn’t even bother to process that, just giving a bark of a laugh as he opened his eyes to offer Phainon a puzzled look;  “Moving a little fast there, aren’t you?”

Phainon only gave him a grin at that, one that Mydei would call bordering on messing with Mydei; “I don’t think so. If I had it my way you would have been pregnant from our sex the other day already.”

Mydei shook his head at that, closing his eyes again as he felt those hands gently return to petting him softly. As if Phainon was trying to argue to keep Mydei awake, yet also desiring to put him back to sleep gently; “.. Insane thing to tell someone.”

“Is it? I filled you up a lot, you know.” Phainon simply replied, which was also very insane to hear for Mydei. This man really had zero shame - it was as if yesterday hadn’t even happened to him.

“.. I’m aware.” Mydei tiredly mumbled, Phainon was like a rather large cute dog - truly. But Mydei had never been good with dogs, and everytime he looked at that bruise on Phainon’s face he was easily reminded of it. He didn’t even consider seeing the spot where he had hit Phainon in the chest if he was shirtless. “Go get ready for work..”

“What! You said I could fuck you if I told you?” Phainon almost sounded offended, almost. He was still keeping that very teasing tone laced within his words - light and airy. 

“Lied. Go get ready. Leave me alone.” Mydei hissed back, not even opening his eyes. He couldn’t bear to. He didn’t want to look at Phainon’s injury, he didn’t want to think about what he did to him.

“You’re so mean, Mydei.” 

Phainon said that, sure, but Mydei felt the gentle press of Phainon’s lips on his forehead - so very chaste and ghostly, barely even there as Mydei refused to open his eyes to acknowledge it. To acknowledge even probably pulling his lips into a kiss was painful for Phainon due to him. 

“I’m joking. You’re very sweet. Rest well, Mydei..” Phainon murmured as he seemingly turned away and removed his hand from Mydei’s hair. The bed shifted and he could feel Phainon leaving him quietly. 

“.. Mm.” Was all Mydei replied with.

Phainon truly called him sweet after Mydei had hit him.

The man really had little to no care for his own safety or well-being. And Mydei wasn’t even sure how to properly apologize. He could only sit there waiting with his eyes closed, hoping, praying Phainon would just leave so he could think about how to fix it all. If he even could. 

Mydei didn’t know how long he lay there, refusing to open his eyes but his head was too full of worries to fall into a slumber. 

“I’m leaving now, Mydei!” Phainon eventually said a few feet away, in a voice much too kind, much too light-hearted for Mydei’s own guilty conscience. 

“.. Alright. Goodbye, Phainon.”

“See you later, Mydei!”

Later.

Mydei rolled over onto his back once he heard the closing of his front door, eyes trailing the ceiling. Later..?

Phainon going to work and being without Mydei was a good test - He would have to ask Aglaea if he was seeming normal today, not territorial or possessive with the lack of Mydei. If so, Mydei probably was still at the core of the issue - an easy one to work out, really. Mydei would simply quit working there, he didn’t need the money, he was just trying to help Aglaea.

And he clearly wasn’t helping Phainon. 

 

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Phainon found himself to be rather oddly happy to be without Mydei’s presence! 

Of course, he was more than desperately waiting with bated breath to have that man return to his side - but he was happy to give Mydei a much needed break from himself. The idea of being overbearing and suffocating towards Mydei was a nightmare, but he couldn’t help it! 

Even as he walked the dogs and returned them before opening, he found himself breathing lightly. He had a lot to say to Mydei later. He had to get in a really decent apology, he had overstepped by miles and Mydei deserved more respect than he had shown to him.. 

Even if it was being written off as his ‘rut’ or whatever by Mydei, Phainon knew that Mydei would be blaming himself.. Even though Phainon was like two hundred percent sure he did something way worse. 

“You.”

Phainon snapped up his head from the paperwork that had been left for him at that, beaming at the beta approaching him.

“Hey Cas!” He greeted happily - genuinely thrilled to see her. Boy, Did he have a lot to tell her. 

Only did he find himself a bit distraught over the way she immediately turned her expression into a deep frown - worrying over the sight of Phainon clearly.

“Woah, wait.. Your face looks awful, what a terrible bruise..” Castorice spoke a bit softly as she leaned over the desk, squinting at it.

Phainon knew why - of course he did. It looked terrible, like, horrifically so. Mydei had really slammed him with his entire body into it - but he did say he wanted to flat out kill Phainon when he bit him, so if anything Phainon was thankful for Mydei’s restraint in that regard! If anything, though, he hated the mark it left behind more than the pain of it. He hated the way he had been so easily able to tell Mydei kept refusing to look at him, and if he did - his eyes immediately moved to it and looked away again with his scent souring.

That alone made Phainon want to fall to the floor and beg him to forgive himself. Phainon already forgave Mydei - he did as soon as the punch met with his face. The fact Mydei so blatantly couldn’t do the same made his heart only ache more than the damn bruise.

“Hmm? Ah! That. It’s fine, nothing to worry about!” Phainon tried to reassure her, really, he did. But even smiling hurt his jaw - like his entire face was suffering from Mydei’s punch. 

“.. Is it not? It looks painful.” She only continued, her brows knitting together in a tender caring fashion of a sweet friend, which he appreciated! He did. But his heart hurt way more when he thought of how Mydei felt than his face, by miles. 

“No! Really.. It’s not painful.”

It was painful though at the end of the day. 

It was a dull ebbing ache that spiked every time he talked, but he couldn’t possibly voice that, he couldn’t possibly make Mydei feel even worse about it than he already did. Phainon wasn’t sure what he would do if Mydei felt that same extreme guilt he had already felt over them having sex.. He probably already did..

Phainon just wanted Mydei to be happy.. Together with him.

He just really liked Mydei.. The hits were fine. He crossed a boundary and was punished for it - Harshly, sure. But that was also mainly Mydei’s instincts, and he couldn’t find it in him to fault him for losing versus them. Also because it was incredibly hot to Phainon. 

But also because the idea of Mydei pushing him away again made his chest ache so very badly. He’d beg again - he didn’t care if he had to break down and grovel on the floor for Mydei to feel better about hitting him. It’s fine.

So, no. The hit to his face didn’t hurt.

It could never hurt as much as making Mydei feel bad over something Phainon’s actions caused him to do.

“Okay.. Anyway.. You’ve uh.. Been having sex with Mydei?”

Phainon nearly choked at that, or, well. He does, painfully so as his mouth pangs with pain every time he makes an abrupt movement - the coughing and clearing his throat really wasn’t helping. “.. Huh?!”

“He texted Aglaea and I about it.” Castorice explained simply, clearly amused by Phainon’s reaction over her already knowing.

That still didn’t add up to Phainon! He didn’t think Mydei would be so open about such a thing.. It’s not like Phainon minded if he was! It was just.. Shocking.

“He what?”

Castorice only shrugged at that, giving a small huff of a laugh, still enjoying his reactions - clearly. “He said it was personal and that he didn’t want to share your business but we both know that means you had sex with Mydeimos.”

“.. Oh.” Phainon mulled out, giving a sigh as he leaned back into the office chair; “I was really surprised to hear he would just flat out say that, but that makes more sense!”

“So, you guys did have sex?” Castorice inquired as she leaned towards him - lilac eyes focused rather blatantly on the bruise on his face with wide eyes. 

Phainon felt himself bite back a laugh over the question, it was embarrassing. But also Mydei kind of already told them anyway, so, admitting he did in fact get to have sex with that beautiful man was a dream come true.

“Well. Yes..” He decided to say slowly, his eyes moving to the paperwork he really did need to do - but they weren’t really opened quite yet so he could piddle a little bit. As a treat.

“Wow.. Aglaea really was worried for no reason.. I don’t think she ever could have expected you to make out with another alpha, let alone..” Castorice hummed out, now moving to the dog pen herself, out of Phainon’s view. 

“I like him! That’s all.” Phainon couldn’t help but laugh out his defense - it was true. He did desperately like Mydei, he practically craved being around the man now. Which was probably very unwell of him considering he hadn’t even known Mydei for long, at all, but he couldn’t help the way his heart felt! He was head over heels for that pretty alpha!

“Yeah. That much is obvious by how you smell just like him right now..” Castorice agreed with a quiet sigh - probably out of exasperation over the unfolding situation of love in a workplace. 

Phainon was grateful they didn’t have a human resources team.. He would probably be in trouble.. 

“Do I?!” Phainon felt himself perk up at that, sniffing at his clothes. He hadn’t showered this morning due to Mydei making him take one at night, but the idea the scent of Mydei was still on him made him really excited - to know Mydei was still somewhat lingering with him and others could tell.. He was very happy over that at least!

“Why do you look so happy asking that.. Yes, you smell just like Mydei.” Castorice said, clearly in a tone bordering on confusion or perhaps amusement. Phainon couldn’t tell. 

“Ah.. That does make me happy, that’s why!” Phainon easily confessed, he didn’t mind such an admission! He enjoyed Mydei’s presence even if he originally thought he was fine without it! Just knowing some part of him was lingering made Phainon’s instincts purr slightly in sheer joy. 

“Why was he texting you guys, though?” Phainon asked, nosy beyond belief, and curious how the hell that would add up to Mydei telling them that they had sex..

“He felt horrible for hitting you.. Which I assume is that awful bruise and your lip..” Castorice murmured back, almost quietly as he heard her rummaging for the food bowls - Phainon had already watered them, so that was fine. But he didn’t dare throw off the feeding schedule. 

“.. Ah. That.” 

Castorice gave a quiet hum at his reaction, passing by and giving a narrowed stare before turning away to once again handle the dogs. “Poor guy. I don’t think he knows at all what to do with how you make him feel, and now he’s hit you.”

“With how I make him feel?” Phainon questioned, leaning back a bit more to cross his arms over his chest, eyes rising to the ceiling. 

How did he make Mydei feel?

Currently, probably upset, guilty, and whatever else the man felt negatively about the punch and ‘using’ Phainon - even if Phainon wished Mydei would ‘use’ him like that every night. 

“Well.. You know..” 

Phainon didn’t know!

He wished she would explain but all he could do was run a hand through his bangs and mess them up with a loud groan, leaning onto the desk slightly to place his head on it. 

“I just want to make him happy!” Phainon whimpered out quietly - If it was his rut acting so insane then why was he normal at work? Was it really due to Mydei just being missing from the equation? 

But he liked Mydei around.. 

“That’s sweet of you, but as your bestie; I think you might be a little stupid. I don’t know him well enough to also call him stupid, so I’m going to opt to calling him dumb as well.” Castorice walked back to the desk, giving him a stare as he slowly turned his head towards her - faking a small sniffle as he did so. 

“.. That’s like the same word.” Phainon pointed out. 

She nodded at that, “Yep. Fits you both!”

“Anyway, Let me put some makeup on that bruise..” Castorice told him as she dug through her purse and rounded the desk, leaning down as she opened a small compact container. 

“Huh?” Phainon asked as he raised his head to meet her, slightly flabbergasted as she lowered herself to blink and narrow her eyes at his wound.

“The lip is unsaveable, but we can at least cover up the bruise a little. It’s horrible.” Castorice muttered, dabbing lightly at where he had suffered the punch and he wished he didn’t wince over it - especially because she was being very gentle..

“Ah..” Phainon mumbled out in acknowledgement, hoping that would be enough to hide his wincing. It wasn’t. 

“You said it’s not painful,  yet you’re wincing from this..” Castorice lightly mocked him over the way he physically flinched over her touching his face.

“.. It is painful.” Phainon conceded with a low sigh - he couldn’t hide it with her literally touching at his face with some kind of cotton pad, anyway.

“Yeah, of course it is.” She said with a dramatic roll of her eyes, shaking her head as she gently dabbed on whatever that was. Phainon didn’t know makeup names.. “Why lie and say it's not?”

Phainon considered that question for a second, the stinging of his jaw ringing into his bones before he gave a weak and rather pathetic laugh. 

“I don’t want him to feel any worse about it than he already does..” Phainon found the answer easily, really; “It’s my fault.. I was in the wrong, so it’s fine. It’s not painful. Mydei doesn’t need to think it hurts me.”

“While that’s sweet,” Castorice began with a shake of her head, almost disapprovingly;  “I don’t think he’s dumb enough to believe you if you tell him it's not hurting you.”

“Besides,” Castorice continued with a soft laugh;  “It should be painful. You deserved it.”

“I agree.” Phainon did agree! After all, both times Mydei felt guilty were his fault! Not Mydei’s! 

.. He really needed to learn some self control when that alpha is involved.

“Good. You should tell him that!” Castorice said, still patting away at his chin, and making Phainon wonder how truly bad it was. He really didn’t think it was too terrible in the mirror..

“.. Huh?”

Castorice sighed over his confusion; “That it hurts, but you deserved it and aren’t angry, you understand why he did it.”

Phainon creased his brows at that, blinking slowly. “.. I don’t know if it would make him feel better.”

Castorice leaned away slightly, seemingly inspecting her handy work before moving on to patting at his nose a little as well. 

“Probably better than lying for his own sake when he knows you’re lying.” Castorice tiredly told him, and at this point Phainon felt like she was mothering him more than normal - it almost felt like he was talking to Aglaea. 

Maybe it was due to the fact he had never actually been interested in someone romantically before Mydei. No omegas or betas grabbed his attention, no other alphas either, yet he desperately wanted Mydei to look at him - to acknowledge he existed.. 

“.. Alright, I’ll talk to him when I’m off shift.” Phainon murmured as she gave up patting away at him, tucking away that small little plastic container back into her purse. 

“Good dog.” Castorice flatly and almost tiredly said as she walked away again, probably to actually start doing her job. 

“Speaking of dogs,” Phainon started, readjusting himself to return to his own work as he blinked at the papers before him, flipping through them lazily. “The charity event is coming up soon, are we taking all of the dogs?”

“Don’t know, you’d have to ask Aglaea.” Castorice told him from over her shoulder, and Phainon could only sigh deeply. 

“They’re all up to date on their shots, anyway.” There was so much paper left here to do - he wasn’t even gone from work for an extremely long time - if anything it was short compared to normal. And yet, somehow, he had been handed the paperwork to do yet again. 

It was mainly about adoptions and information on acquiring new animals and care routines.. A lot of it was just memorisable after a point. 

After settling the paperwork issues; Work goes by easily, Phainon doesn’t text Mydei - knowing fully well the alpha was probably trying to sleep in and he didn’t dare be suffocating. Even if his hands were itching to send some loving texts to the man, he could only manage to distract himself by playing with the dogs in between customers.

It was hard trying to ignore Mydei’s existence, extremely hard. 

He wasn’t even here right now and everyone he talked to only made him miss that man. Every loving couple that he smiled and took orders to and handed them off to Aglaea - he wondered if Mydei would like to do something as simple as this. A date to the place they worked sounded kind of lame - but also Mydei seemed to really enjoy the cats.

Since he didn’t have any of his own, maybe a romantic date in the cat backroom would be nice for him.. Phainon would have to think about it more..

Even as he clocked out, he couldn’t help but stretch as he waved goodbye to the girls - almost questioning when the hell Castorice got off work if she started work at the same time as him but well. He could text her about it later. 

His feet only stalled as he pulled out his phone. 

Phainon only froze there as he stared at his texts from Mydei - the person he had been waiting all day to see again.

Because how could he move when the first one he read was ‘Goodbye, Phainon.’?

Mydei; While you were at work I took your belongings over to Aglaea’s. She said you could stay with her instead. She has a full guest room, you’re better off there anyway. So don’t worry about coming back to my place. I won’t open the door even if you do, alright?

Mydei; I am deeply sorry for hitting you. I think it’s for the best if I give you some space - I’m not someone that enjoys hitting people, even if they ‘deserved’ it.

Mydei; It’s for the best - For your own health most importantly.

Mydei; If everything goes well, we won’t see each other again. Maybe in another life, it would have been different between us. 

Mydei; Goodbye, Phainon.

Phainon’s eyes could only reread those messages, a hundred times over - it felt like the cruel clock of time had completely stilled in his world. Nothing was moving - he wasn’t even sure he was breathing with every reread he did. It didn’t.. It could never make sense to him.

He understood that Mydei felt guilty.. He knew that.. About the sex during Phainon’s rut and the fact he hit him, he knew that.. But surely they could talk it out - surely Phainon could convince Mydei that he wasn’t upset! Not in either of those situations, not even a little. 

Nauseous. He was so incredibly nauseous when he finally convinced his hands to work again, telling them to type a reply. To comfort Mydei. To tell him it’s fine. Because it’s fine. The feeling of being shut out - of Mydei actually thinking this was the best option for Phainon’s sake.. That was anything but fine. 

That wasn’t a choice Mydei got to make for Phainon.. He’s a grown adult - he could make that himself. 

And he certainly wasn’t in agreement with it!

Phainon; Mydei, wait. Hold on a second.
Your message could not be delivered.

Phainon; Mydei, I’m fine.  I know you have some negative feelings about recent events and I’m really sorry, I don’t want to upset you, but I don’t want to be apart from you either.. I’m the one that caused it to happen, I overstepped by a mile and you let me know that. It’s alright.
Your message could not be delivered.

Phainon; please dont lock me out, mydei
Your message could not be delivered.

Phainon; please….
Your message could not be delivered.

Phainon pocketed his phone at that - of course he wasn’t going to Aglaea’s house. He could never do that! His feet were moving on their own, quickly, borderline running to Mydei’s apartment. 

He didn’t even bother with the stupid little elevator to his floor - instead scaling the steps two at a time before practically sliding to Mydei’s apartment door.

Of course he tried to open it with the handle first - locked.

Option two was to start pleading with some knocking.

“Mydei! Please, open the door!” Phainon called against it, breathy and winded due to his run here. Almost panting - he wasn’t even sure if it was due to the run here or the fact Mydei was shutting him completely out. 

‘For his own health’ who gave a damn about that?!

“Mydei! I know you can hear me, please!”

Phainon didn’t!

He wanted this door open! 

He’d prefer being punched over Mydei punishing both of them like this!

“Please.. Mydei..”

It wasn’t fair.

Mydei wasn’t being fair with this - even if he thought it was better for both of their sakes.

“Mydei.. It’s my fault..”

Phainon wasn’t even sure when he started crying.

It didn’t make any sense to him.

He knew Mydei was upset he had hit Phainon, but Phainon wasn’t upset at him..

This was too cruel..

“I overstepped.. You didn’t do anything wrong, Mydei..”

Phainon wasn’t even sure if Mydei could hear him at this point.

Not with how Phainon was borderline whimpering out his words through his tears.

“I won’t do it again!” 

He wouldn’t.. He would never cause Mydei to feel such a level of regret.

He promises that much!

“So you’ll never act out on your instincts either! It’s fine!”

Phainon tried to reassure Mydei - he did.

Even if Mydei wasn’t listening to those words.

Phainon meant them.

“Mydei.. Please..”

He could only press his forehead to the door.

Weakly trailing his hand against the wood.

How was he supposed to comfort Mydei if the alpha wouldn’t even let him in..?

“I’m fine! It didn’t even hurt!” 

Phainon didn’t even know if lying was helpful or not right now.

It didn’t matter.

Mydei wasn’t listening to him anyway.

“Please let me in..”

Notes:

dog scratching outside the damn door.

Chapter 8

“It hasn’t gone away, has it?”

Mydei looked away at her words, focusing on the outside world beyond the glass windows - Anything but at the blonde woman across from him with this awful question she knew the answer to.

Mydei huffed, tugging at his scarf with his index fingers lightly, slightly downward - just a bit of breathing room in the stuffy coffee shop they were talking in. 

“No, It hasn’t.”

It wasn’t too cold out yet - but he still was wearing collared shirts and turtlenecks, or merely a scarf.

Because Phainon’s bite hadn’t healed at all on him.

It was bugging him, the way he had this constant reminder of Phainon on his neck - he shouldn’t. It should be gone by now, and yet it still looked the same as the day he shut Phainon out of his life two weeks ago. 

“Your dog must have rabies for it to last this long.” Mydei mumbled as he met her gaze again, moving lazily to take a sip of his hot chocolate. He wasn’t big on the way coffee made him feel, too buzzy and tingly in his body - and meeting up at a coffee shop, what else was he to buy as a drink?

“Well,” Her voice was soft, very aware of the fact she was dealing with a rather sensitive subject it seemed, “There’s a lot more wrong with him since you started ignoring his existence.”

“Mm.” Mydei looked away at that again, eyes focusing on nothing outside in particular - it was a sunny day, a nice day. He didn’t mind getting afternoon drinks with Aglaea, even if he had known this would be the topic. 

“He’s been moping over me longer than he even knew me.” Mydei pointed out, eyes still watching cars go by before he took another sip of his still rather burning hot chocolate. He couldn’t even really taste it yet through the sear of the liquid. Mydei could only set the styrofoam cup back down gently and lean against the back of his chair with a low sigh.

“And yet you miss him too.” Aglaea told him without a hint of malice, more exasperation, and at those words he moved his eyes back to her slowly.

He did.

He had been checking up on Phainon through Aglaea the entire time - wondering how he was doing, if he was doing better, or if he had moved on yet.

She never had any good answers for him - just more that made him feel even more guilty. 

He truly did think it was for the best for both of them; that two alphas couldn’t possibly be together - especially not with Mydei unable to control himself when Phainon wanted to claim him in such a deeply emotional way. 

Even if back then he didn’t even think the bite did anything - yet now as he looked at his neck every morning in the mirror with that lingering bite mark. He didn’t know what to think. He didn’t even think he was mad - if anything, he was baffled it was still there.

“That’s true.” Mydei muttered as his eyes looked at his cup before moving it leisurely - swirling the contents of it slightly. There wasn’t any point in lying, he asked about Phainon to Aglaea after all. 

“Then why keep causing pain to the both of you, Mydeimos?” 

Mydei pursed his lips over that - considering it. 

He didn’t have a great reason. He was usually very calm and in touch with his inner emotions - a person who was easily able to defuse situations and handle the rowdy or feisty emotions of others. So why did he have to struggle so much when Phainon was involved..?

“I can’t just show up and apologize. He would never accept it after what I did to him.” Mydei breathed out lowly, almost inaudible as he focused on her - on the way she was staring him down. Not her normal stares - it was uncharacteristically much softer, as if she fully understood that not even Mydei knew what to do currently. 

A rarity for him.

“Mydeimos, He would accept whatever apology you offered him in a heartbeat if it meant you would be in his life again, and deep down you know that.”

Mydei didn’t meet her eyes at that, instead dropping his gaze back to his cup to give it another slow swirl between his fingers. 

He did know that.

He had heard Phainon begging - pleading for him not to do it outside his door.

And yet Mydei did.

It’s not like he didn’t have regrets about it, he merely told himself it was for the best. That Phainon would move on and meet someone that wouldn’t be a risk to him - someone not also an alpha like himself.

“I don’t recall the last time he smiled, even.” Aglaea only carried on and Mydei moved to take a sip of his scalded hot chocolate - ignoring the pain of it burning his tongue to instead stare at the table where it formally was.

He knew that as well.

Aglaea had already talked about how she barely saw him doing anything outside of his job and going back to Aglaea’s home to sleep. 

She had already told Mydei about how he didn’t even really manage to give fake smiles to customers at work - like even trying to falsify his happiness was beyond painful for Phainon.

“Regardless, I regrettably must be on my way, Mydei.” Aglaea spoke out again after a few moments of silence, as if she was truly trying to let Mydei brew on his own sickening emotions on the matter. 

“Ah.” Mydei replied simply, watching as she stood up and slung her purse over her arm - she was remarkably casually dressed today - a simple blazer and skirt. Eyes that always twinkled when she smiled, even as she was smiling rather pityingly at Mydei currently. 

“Walk out with me, would you?” Aglaea invited him and well, Mydei had never been one to not accept Aglaea’s courtesy. 

“Sure.” Mydei agreed easily, standing to join her as she already began walking out of the shop easily - even with the bell of the door ringing after her and the employees saying goodbye to them both. 

She only stalled her steps immediately out of the doors to turn to him, head tilting as she gave him a very obvious one-over. One that Mydei felt almost judged under as he shifted his weight, hot chocolate still firmly in hand. 

“Give me your scarf.” She demanded, her hand extending towards him expectantly and well - he could only blink at that. 

“.. Huh?” Mydei said that word, sure, but he was already moving to remove it at her command, not really even debating it much because that would be doomed to be a losing fight for him. He knew that..

Aglaea moved to place a hand on her hip, only swaying the extended one slightly for dramatic effect as she raised an eyebrow at him; “You don’t need it, It’s warm out today and it’s clashing with your outfit.”

“.. Is it?” Mydei mumbled the inquiry, eyes flicking down to inspect himself. He was wearing a black shirt, jeans, and a dark brown cardigan.. He really didn’t know how a brown scarf was clashing with this.. 

“Yes.” Aglaea dryly said as he fully unraveled it, handing it to her slowly .

Only more stunned as she completely turned away at that, continuing on her merry way towards the direction of where she parked and Mydei found himself standing there blinking after her. 

“Wait,” Mydei called slowly, debating if his scarf was really worth trying to fight Aglaea over, or if he should just already start looking to buy a new one; “You’re just taking it?” 

“Yep, see you later Mydei.” Aglaea replied easily, not even turning to face him again as she walked away, the clacking of her heels echoing against the pavement as Mydei awkwardly shuffled his weight between his feet. 

“.. Huh.”

Mydei stood there watching her walk, just a few more moments before heaving out a sigh - Hand immediately drifting upwards to the back of his own neck to feel at that bite that was still there. Grazing lightly against the skin that had never healed, only able to feel it tingle over his touch.

“I need a new scarf..” 

 

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“Phainon.”

Phainon only curled into his blankets more at that - everything had been so horribly wrong lately. Nothing even felt real, no matter how much he knew it didn’t make sense. He had barely known Mydei, yet now there was a clear part of himself that left along with Mydei.

A piece of him he couldn’t even try to get back, anytime he tried to smile his thoughts drifted to that alpha - drifted to whoever might be making him smile instead of Phainon. Drifted to whoever might be his lover in life instead of Phainon.

Phainon had never had qualms with his secondary gender - if anything it was great, it had never truly given him many problems outside his ruts.

But now he wanted nothing more than to be anything else but an alpha.

He just wanted to be someone Mydei could love back. 

Phainon would do anything for that..

But no matter how hard he wanted or would, he couldn’t.

Mydei didn’t want an alpha. That much was clear now, and Phainon was just that.

And he couldn’t change that about himself. The one thing he had no control over was what drove a wedge between them, the one thing Phainon wasn’t able to change for the sake of Mydei..

All Phainon could do now is wilt away in bed and mourn the days that had never come to fruition due to his own greed towards Mydei - his own emotions that had fully won over him.

“I have a deal to make with you.” Aglaea continued when Phainon barely gave her any signs of life outside scrunching just a bit more pathetically into a ball. 

He had been looking for a new apartment, but it was rather hard to focus - and most were just out of his current price range (This is not Aglaea’s fault, he is aware he’s bad with spending his money.) or not even worth what they were charging..

He was really lucky with his last apartment..

That statement was.. Odd, however. 

“.. A deal?” Phainon echoed as he didn’t even turn around as she flicked on the light, instead snuggling more into the depths of his blankets to try to avoid the world leaking into his eyes again.

Everything was so much easier when he just slept and wasn’t awake to think about Mydei and how easily he had ruined everything with him. 

“Mhm.” Aglaea hummed, clearly, not intent on going anywhere; “You agree to come out of the house with me somewhere, and I’ll give you this.”

Phainon didn’t move at that, keeping his back to her as he debated declining - whatever she had, he probably didn’t want it.

Let alone to be taken somewhere to try to ‘get his mind off Mydei’ like last time, not even alcohol could stop his dizzying thoughts from drifting to that sunset haired alpha. If anything, being in a bar with betas and omegas had only made him jealous and irritated.

Jealous that he wasn’t them. Irritated that Mydei would never love him like he could love them.

Because he was an alpha; they weren’t. 

If anything, he found himself even more disinterested in people now.

He never had been interested in them romantically before, sure, but after Mydei it felt worse - numb and distant. Even as they were clearly trying to win his affections in the bar, his eyes could only dart around trying to see if Mydei was there.

He wasn’t.

Phainon gave a low groan at the memories before slowly shuffling to turn in the bed - flopping onto his other side to blink eyes open and process what Aglaea was offering him in her outstretched hand.

“.. A scarf?” Phainon observed slowly, blue eyes lingering on it before moving to her face for answers. 

He didn’t want a scarf.

“The very one Mydei was wearing when I met with him earlier, yes.” Aglaea explained with a shrug of her shoulders.

He wanted a scarf. 

Phainon moved to prop himself up a bit more at that on his elbow, blinking at the simple brown scarf in her hands slowly. 

“It’s.. Mydei’s?” Phainon asked for clarification, eyes drifting back to hers to look for any deceit. As if she had any reason for such a thing..

“You miss him right? Well, his scent is right here. So long as you agree to my deal.” Aglaea told him, instead moving into the guest bedroom a bit more with a scrunch of her nose - and was fully aware of why. He was horrible at keeping his emotions in when he got off work, he couldn’t even imagine the pheromones of this room, even for a beta.

“Is it actually his?” Phainon only asked again, and at that she shook her head lightly before crossing into the room and handing it to a now sitting up Phainon - a now very willing to accept a scarf Phainon. 

“Go ahead and inspect it.”

Phainon didn’t need to be told twice, or really to be told to inspect it - it was so obviously Mydei’s it made his heart ache. 

Yearn for the alpha that wasn’t his to want. 

That scent that no one but Mydei had was so very drenched into the cloth - practically rolling off of it that it made Phainon nauseous knowing he would never see the source of it again. Never even be near the person behind it again.

So sweet..

Phainon couldn’t help but crinkle it into his hands before pressing his face into it - drinking deeply into that scent. 

Mydei’s scent.. 

The most confusing smell he had ever grown attached to - maple and distant strawberries. Not at all fitting for an alpha.

But it was Mydei’s.. And Phainon loved Mydei’s.. 

“I accept..” Phainon breathed out, not even really sure if he would actually be able to remove his face from sniffing at the fabric - no matter how pathetic he must look. 

Aglaea had certainly seen him do worse in the past weeks without Mydei, anyway. 

“Get dressed, then.” Aglaea paused, as if able to sense a demonic aura in the room over the idea of Phainon getting dressed; “And not in something hideous or I will dress you myself.”

Phainon couldn’t stop the scoff that left him, still nosing at the fabric in his hands before leaning away from it slightly to look at her egregiously - knowingly.

“.. Are you making me go looking for a new love interest again?” Phainon mumbled out as he moved his eyes back to the scarf - the one Mydei wore today… 

It smelled so deeply of him, Phainon felt almost completely intoxicated just by being so brutally reminded how good Mydei smelled to him. How direly he missed that alpha.. It was even worse than he had thought, just smelling him alone on clothing made Phainon’s entire body ache to be near him again. 

“Something like that.” Aglaea confessed in a teasing tone, one that made Phainon press out a heavy sigh. 

“.. It won’t work, Aglaea..” 

Phainon knew it wouldn’t, if a damn scarf made him sick to his stomach with pure yearning - there was no way he could replace Mydei. 

It was hopeless. 

He would have to figure out a different way to combat the fact he had already so easily lost the love of his life in a wink of an eye due to his own selfish actions. 

If he hadn’t done that to Mydei.. Surely they would have at least still been friends. They would have at least still worked together. 

Mydei wouldn’t have blocked Phainon everywhere. Mydei wouldn’t have quit working at the cafe.

If only Phainon hadn’t bitten him..

“It’s alright. Trust me on this one, I know a good spot to find someone right for you.” Aglaea continued, unaware of his turmoil before shuffling into the room more - something Phainon wasn’t even sure he desired to look at as she opened the closet. Clearly deciding she was going to go ahead and dress him herself.

“.. I’m wearing this scarf.” Phainon murmured, pressing his head into it again - and Aglaea gave a quiet hum at that, as if she had expected him to say something along those lines. Probably was right to, anyway. 

“Whatever makes you happy, Phainon.” Was her quiet reply as he heard her flicking through hangers in the closet; “Just means I have to match your outfit with it..”

Phainon tutted quietly at that, sniffing at the scarf almost sadly, or well, extremely sadly.

It was strange how a man that was in his life so very briefly now could easily be called the one person that smelled like ‘home’ to Phainon.

He couldn’t help but feel anything besides mournful over the fact he had so effortlessly shattered it all - driven only by his own greed towards the alpha.

Aglaea fell into a silence as she worked, and Phainon didn’t mind - instead drowning out his own sorrows in the scent of Mydei. 

It was hopeless - He was hopeless. 

The idea of replacing Mydei sounded so farfetched to him.

It shouldn’t.

He knew it shouldn’t - he barely knew Mydei. He barely spent much time with him compared to most people before they would feel such a level of deep longing. He knew that. And yet it was simply how his confusing conflicting feelings worked - a mess of tangles and threads that felt so easily snapped by Mydei.

And yet he wasn’t even mad at Mydei for refusing him.

How could he be?

Phainon found himself loyal to the man, unrelentingly so, hauntingly so that even a void in himself had quickly formed where Mydei’s searingly hot skin had touched him before. How could he ever be angry at Mydei when he had at least been willing to look Phainon’s way? When he had at least let Phainon try.

Phainon was the issue here. Not Mydei.

That’s what he had told himself, that’s what he would continue to tell himself. 

Phainon jolted as Aglaea flopped something onto his legs, peeking from the scarf to blink at the clothes she had picked out. A rather formal looking black collared shirt and some jeans.. Phainon really didn’t feel like dressing up to try to woo people, honestly. Schmoozing was definitely not anything he had any desires to do.

“Come on then, we’re on a schedule.” She told him rather lightly, betraying her own words as she left the guest bedroom quickly - shutting the door behind herself with a click. And Phainon could only blink at the clothes as he pressed that scarf against his nose still, inhaling the traces of Mydei.

How was he supposed to get dressed up to go try to get over Mydei while only wishing he was by Mydei’s side still? It was impossible.

He’d definitely at least get wasted and pray the man stopped haunting his thoughts until he sobered up - even if it hadn’t worked the first time he tried. 

Regardless, he could do nothing more than regret his past choices and get dressed for whatever Aglaea would be taking him to. It was a deal, after all, and he would rather catch a second kitchen on fire than let Aglaea take the scarf from him now. Not when it still smelled so deeply of Mydei..

 

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“.. The gym?” Phainon gawked out quietly. One of his hands pulled up his scarf idly just a bit to faintly sniff at the pheromones still deeply rooted in it, his feet stalling slightly as he followed behind Aglaea, blinking at the building. Phainon was well toned from just his normal activities of walking dogs constantly and lifting heavy things - he wasn’t really a gym frequenter.. Nor did he think he would ever be one.

“Mhm. I’m sure there’s someone in here that would pique your interest.” Aglaea didn’t stop however, still striding towards the door to open it - propping it open as she looked to the rather sullen looking Phainon in hell.

Phainon couldn’t help but scowl over the logic of why they were here.

“Aglaea.. Just because I like Mydei doesn’t mean I just like people that work out..” Phainon practically breathed out those words, darkened and depressed as they left his mouth. A bitter taste on his tongue as he obeyed her whims anyway. 

“I bought you a one-month trial. Don’t make me waste my money.” Aglaea teased, at least, Phainon assumed it was a tease as he walked into the gym past her - immediately freezing to give her a baffled look. 

“Wait, I didn’t bring any clothes for working out.”

Aglaea didn’t even bat an eye at that, and that alone made Phainon feel like he was walking into the jaws of the lion’s den. 

“That’s fine, you’re just here to scope it out for anyone that interests you.” Aglaea told him simply, a small knowing smile faintly dancing on her painted lips. One that made Phainon crease his brows - over the smile and her words. 

“.. Aglaea..” 

‘This is unlike you’ were words that died on his tongue as he instead continued after her, standing behind her as if he were a child as she spoke to the woman behind the desk.

Phainon couldn’t help but roam his eyes in the reception area - it was a nice gym. Not the type of gyms he would usually dare to go to, this was beyond fancy if anything. The marble walls were enough to say it probably cost a good amount to actually go here full time. Way more than Phainon himself would ever pay to go to a gym..

Not to mention the distinct lack of pheromones and scents - as if they worked tirelessly to keep it as clean as possible. Looks wise and scents wise.

When Aglaea ceased talking with the receptionist and they were allowed in, Phainon couldn’t help but quickly flock to her side - leaning down slightly; “Are you trying to make me find a glucose partner?”

Aglaea slowly cocked her head to the side to look at him, her eyes hollow as she tried to mull over what he had just asked her; “.. A what?”

Phainon creased his brows at that, feeling even more concerned the further they walked through the sleek building.

“A sugar daddy and or mommy?” 

Aglaea’s eyes left him though, instead giving a small laugh over the question before dipping her head forward in a nod; “No, Phainon. I am not. I was looking for him.”

“Him?” Phainon asked, copying her gaze only to feel as if he had suddenly been choked. 

“Aglaea? .. Phainon?”

Phainon found himself trembling over those words, his bones shaking as he tried to take in the man in front of him - the man that was clearly on his way to leave. Unfair.

Aglaea was cruelly unfair today, it seemed.

Phainon was powerless but to give in and rake his eyes over the man in front of him - savoring the way he was wearing black shorts and a red tank top. That was all. 

Phainon wasn’t even sure he knew how to breathe as he tried to comprehend Mydei’s body standing a few feet away from him. 

The main thing Phainon took note of - was how shocked Mydei looked, it was as if he was looking at a ghost and well.. Phainon was sure his expression fared no better as he stared right back at him silently.

Phainon found himself only watching the man of his dreams awkwardly look away - the way he moved to slowly rub as his arm slyly.

“Phainon, I’m sorry I..” Mydei trailed off, knitting his brows as if he was trying to think of exactly what to say.

Phainon was sure he stopped breathing over that already however.

Mydei was going to shut him out again.

Mydei was going to say sorry and leave.

Again.. 

Phainon didn’t even think twice as his feet moved without a thought, without a second given care as Mydei’s ears flicked back to him widely. And Phainon wouldn’t have to apologize again later for his next action, probably, as he quickly moved to place a hand before Mydei’s head, tucking a leg between Mydei’s own and sliding under one of them - completely toppling the other alpha’s balance easily as Phainon pressed into him.

A second time of shoving Mydei to the floor, this time keenly protecting the man’s head from the floor, at the least if they did go down that far.

They didn’t. 

Instead Mydei only halfway fell - catching himself and Phainon rather easily as he crumpled downwards into an odd sitting pose. It didn’t matter though, instead Phainon only pressed his head into the man’s chest, bringing both arms around Mydei’s chest in a tight hug. 

“Pha-”

“I’m sorry!” Phainon cut him off instantly, not daring to look up at Mydei’s face as he spoke, instead only nuzzling against the tanktop there, not even giving half a mind to wander if anyone else around would be seeing two alphas like this. 

“I’m sorry I bit you, I’ll never do it again..” Phainon continued on, feeling the way Mydei had stiffened beneath his hold; “I’m sorry, please..”

“I’m sorry.. Don’t..” Phainon only continued as the silence from Mydei dragged on, only able to focus on the way Mydei was breathing against him, that scent he had so desperately craved so close to him again and not just through his clothing. “Don’t close the door on me again..”

Phainon wasn’t ashamed to admit he was crying again, he felt beyond hopeless - just begging for Mydei to accept him, not to shove him away. He couldn’t be an omega or a beta like Mydei wanted in his love life.

But he could be whatever else Mydei wanted if Mydei voiced it.

“Please..”

Phainon tensed up immediately as he practically whimpered out that word - instead feeling a hand gently touching his head, stroking his hair softly. Phainon felt his heart lurch against his chest over it - opting to pathetically attempt to bury himself into Mydei’s chest even more. Desperately craving more of those gentle touches.

“Calm down, Phainon..” Mydei mumbled very quietly, yet his voice still rumbled against Phainon’s ear with his head on his chest in Mydei’s half sitting position, with a completely flopped Phainon on the other half of his body. 

“I can’t..” Phainon confessed, instead biting his own cheeks to try to ground himself to reality - only able to focus on that hand in his hair so tenderly caring for him. 

“Mydei..” Phainon only weakly continued, rubbing his head slowly into the red tanktop’s fabric, clutching onto Mydei’s back like his life depended on it; and at this point, Phainon wasn’t even sure if he could say it didn’t depend on him.

Phainon had nearly felt like he truly had died when Mydei left him so quickly.

“Please.. Forgive me..”

“I was never mad at you, Phainon.” Mydei finally said, his voice sounding more tired than anything else; “I didn’t.. Like the fact I hurt you.”

“.. You did hurt me, it’s alright.” Phainon admitted, finally, agreeing that the punch did in fact hurt, but that’s okay. He deserved it. 

Mydei tensed at that and took a sharp inhale of breath, in such a way that Phainon found himself immediately tightening onto him, latching onto him like he was his only lifeline. Mydei clearly hadn’t handled that news well, and Phainon almost bit into his own tongue over it, over the way that hand in his hair had disappeared so instantly. 

The way Mydei was instantly retreating again made Phainon feel nauseous. 

Mydei was silent for a few seconds before deeply sighing, his voice remarkably strained and quiet as he spoke; “.. Yeah, I did. That’s why it’s for the be-”

“Being away from you hurts more than your punches..” Phainon quickly cut him off, not willing to hear it again. He couldn’t. He only could emotionally will himself to cling onto the alpha more - pressing into him and also trying to make him completely fall over. Mydei didn’t budge with those attempts, however. 

“If you’re going to say it's for the best for my sake..” Phainon wasn’t even sure when he started crying again, was it when Mydei stopped petting him? He didn’t know. “Then treat me badly..”

Phainon could feel the way Mydei’s breath stuttered, the way he still was so very tense underneath Phainon..

“If leaving me alone and not seeing me anymore is you being nice for my own health,” Phainon continued on;  “I'm begging you.. Treat me poorly..”

Those words drew a heavy sigh from Mydei, one that Phainon felt as it left Mydei’s chest; “.. If anything, I’d rather you work on treating yourself better too, Phainon..”

Phainon was silent for a few brief seconds over that. 

That wasn’t even something he had time to consider with the lack of Mydei. 

It was impossible.

It felt like his entire heart had gone with Mydei.

How was he supposed to treat himself better when he was the cause for his sunshine leaving him?

“Then help me..” Phainon bartered, because, well. He had learned in these two weeks without this alpha, being ‘better’ wasn’t really a thing he had tried to do. “Don’t leave me again.. Help me do better..” 

Mydei softly laughed at that.

A warm and soft noise – but it was most assuredly Mydei giving a low laugh, not a mocking one either, more akin to the lines of a sad laugh more than actual happiness.

“We’re both a mess, you know? I don’t think you want to be so dependent on me.” Mydei said rather lightly, still very quiet but in a tone that made Phainon’s heart flutter with an ounce of hope.

“.. That’s fine, can’t we be a mess together?” Phainon asked quietly, it was fine if Mydei was a mess - but being without Mydei.. Couldn’t they at least fumble through life together? 

“I’ll behave this time..” Phainon offered quickly after those words, desperately trying to reassure Mydei that he would do better, that he could control himself.

Ignoring the fact the first thing he did upon seeing Mydei was borderline tackling him to the floor.

“Phainon.” Mydei sternly spoke, still quiet, but more forward;  “Look at me.”

Phainon stayed motionless for a second, creasing his brows over that before giving in. How could he deny Mydei now? He couldn’t. He rubbed his tear-stained face against Mydei’s chest before looking upwards at him. 

Phainon’s breath hitched over the soft expression on Mydei’s face, a small almost saddened smile that graced his lips as golden eyes stared at Phainon - looking as if he was some fragile treasure that had fallen into his lap and not shoved Mydei to the floor again.

“I’m sorry for shutting you out of my life. I did miss you.” Mydei confessed, and Phainon could only find himself blinking over it. Over the idea of Mydei saying this.. 

“.. You missed me?” Phainon parroted, rather quietly, not fully comprehending that this was real. Like the past two weeks hadn’t happened. 

“Why is that so shocking to you?” Mydei asked rather light-heartedly, in such a tone that Phainon’s head felt dizzy - swimming through his emotions and not desiring to let this man go.

“Because..” 

I’m an alpha.

You don’t like those.

Mydei blinked at him over the way he trailed off before offering a smile Phainon could only think to call comforting; “I thought about you a lot and checked in on you.” 

“.. Huh?” Phainon intelligently asked, still staring into those golden flaked eyes. 

“That’s shocking too huh? Ask Agla-” Mydei started, tilting his own head away from Phainon to look at Aglaea, only scoffing immediately; “Oh. She’s gone.”

“She’s gone?” Phainon echoed, attempting to look behind himself and over his shoulder - but not at all willing to unhand Mydei. Not in the slightest as he tried to look. 

“.. That does answer why we haven’t been scolded for our etiquette in public yet.” Mydei mumbled in a voice that was more akin to talking to himself than actually to Phainon. 

“Should we..” 

Phainon couldn’t even say those words, he couldn’t even consider leaving - parting from Mydei again. Not when he wasn’t sure he wouldn’t see him again, not when he didn’t know when the next time they would talk would be. Days? Weeks? 

Months?

“Leave too? Probably.” Mydei continued his sentence anyway, and Phainon found himself once again pathetically clinging to Mydei like a koala.  “.. Don’t hang onto me tighter, you can walk me home.”

“Ah..” Phainon perked up slightly, releasing Mydei from his grip over those words, over that promise to instead scramble upwards.

“Or.. Well.” Mydei slowly said, still staying on the floor as he eyed Phainon, and Phainon couldn’t help but admire how relaxed Mydei looked with both hands behind his back - obviously he had been leaning on them to hold himself upright over Phainon snuggling into him with his full body weight. 

“Need a hand up?” Phainon asked with a lop-sided smile, an expression that felt almost foreign with how long he hadn’t given such a look to someone, extending a hand towards the unmoving Mydei who stared at it for a moment with a sigh, his eyes darting away and to the side.

Almost nervously, like he didn’t want to look at Phainon, and that returning reluctance made Phainon’s heart plummet. 

Had he.. Said something wrong?

“.. That’s the thing.” Mydei confessed simply, flicking his gaze back to Phainon with a shrug of his shoulders.

“Huh?”

“You uh..” Mydei started, slowly looking at Phainon’s hand again before taking it slowly, allowing Phainon to help yank him up before he continued. “My ankle.”

“Your ankle?” Phainon parroted as Mydei seemed to hesitate for a moment, giving a deep sigh.

“I twisted it pretty badly when you lunged at me.” Mydei once again confessed, and Phainon now understood how Mydei felt over hitting him.

Phainon had thought to protect Mydei’s head - but not his legs he was purposefully tripping up..

“.. I injured you?” Phainon ghosted out the realization slowly, his stomach feeling more and more sick as his eyes drifted downwards to Mydei’s shoes, not even daring to pause his eyes over how much skin Mydei was showing in public with those very small shorts on.

“Don’t look like such a kicked dog over it. It’s fine.” Mydei shrugged it off easily, giving another hollowed sigh.

Phainon couldn’t shake it however, feeling almost light-headed over the fact his abrupt irrational feelings had caused issues for Mydei again.

“But.. I..”

“If it bothers you, then consider us even for the punches.” Mydei mumbled without much of a second thought, giving another small laugh as he spoke.

“I..” Phainon craved to hear more of Mydei’s laughter, but his eyes couldn’t help flicking down to his ankle, worrying about the walk home.. “That still doesn’t feel right!”

Mydei blinked at him, focusing wholly on Phainon for just a moment before slowly tilting his head to the side questioningly; “That so? Alright. Carry me home.”

Phainon swore his brain malfunctioned and misheard.

Short-circuited and made up a dream where Mydei was accepting him back into his life, and also was demanding him to carry him..

“.. What?” Phainon asked in a quiet and weak voice, unwilling to blink as he watched Mydei wave a hand dismissively, unblinking as he watched Mydei’s cheek grow a deeper shade of pink.

Oh.

“Joking.” Mydei added with a small laugh, clearly trying to move past it, however, Phainon had no intentions of that!

Instead he once again scooted closer to Mydei before immediately tucking a hand beneath his legs and one against his back, only giving a small laugh as Mydei instinctively put a hand on his shoulder.

“Phainon- Wait a second,” Mydei mumbled, watching Phainon keenly but not at all fighting against the impending bridal carry that they both knew was about to happen in the gym. “You can’t..”

Phainon didn’t listen to that however, instead fully tucking Mydei into himself and heaving the man up - barely able to bite down the bubbling laugh he felt in his chest over the way Mydei so easily swung his arms around Phainon’s neck to hold onto him. 

He was honestly rather shocked at how willing Mydei was towards this - zero fight or any qualms.. Merely leaving one arm hooked around Phainon’s neck for stability and the other touching his collarbone.

Though Phainon did wish Mydei would tuck his head a bit closer.. He wouldn’t be greedy though! He was taking what he got here!

“Why not? You’re pretty light! Way lighter than some of the dogs I have to pick up, you know?” Phainon explained, ignoring the faint weirdness of Mydei just allowing Phainon to do this - even if it wasn’t him joking and his ankle did hurt that much. 

“.. If you insist.” Mydei mumbled, and Phainon felt his heart thudding against his ears as Mydei’s head lowered into his shoulder - almost tiredly. As if Mydei had been waiting for this. Was he just that tired after working out? 

His body was burning to touch, that much was certain, but that was probably just from whatever extortion he had done in the gym considering his hair was faintly wet and he smelled of soap when Phainon bothered to look past his normal sweet scent. Showered here before leaving, probably..

“I do insist!” Phainon replied happily, making sure he had a decent handle on Mydei before turning to leave the well.. Entrance of the gym, it’s not like he even got very far at all inside. Let alone did Aglaea.. Wherever she ran off to.

Phainon took maybe three steps to the exit until he felt a tug against his neck, one that he could only squint over and drift his eyes to Mydei’s face instead of navigating out of the building. 

“By the way.. Is this my scarf?” Mydei asked, and Phainon had to thank whatever god would hear him out for the way Mydei gave him a small smirk over it - the way he seemed more amused than angry. The way he seemed so pliant in Phainon’s arms.. 

“Uh… Yeah.” Phainon admitted painfully, even if Mydei was being kind and gentle right now, he still was embarrassed to be reminded how pitifully he was clinging to anything that smelled remotely of Mydei.

“.. I see.” 

Phainon didn’t miss it - how could he possibly ever miss the faint dust of blush that immediately crawled into Mydei’s features? He could never miss that..

Instead he gave a nervous laugh, looking upwards more again to focus on leaving - not even batting an eye over the way the receptionist looked at them both confusedly, either because Phainon had literally just gotten here, or due to the 

“Do you.. Want it back?” Phainon offered, but he was praying the answer was no. Hoping to whatever gods once again would hear him out that Mydei actually hated this scarf and didn’t mind Phainon keeping it for himself. 

“It’s fine. I was confused why Aglaea stole it earlier, but I guess I can figure it out myself now.” Mydei mumbled out, his head still lulling against Phainon even as Phainon turned to open the glass door with his back.

Phainon would for sure have to send out many prayers of thanks tonight, if he wasn’t religious, he had found a reason to be today, because sheer luck alone surely hadn’t been enough to bring Mydei back into his arms.

Literally.

They fell into a hushed silence after that - not that Phainon minded, he was practically humming to himself as he carried his beloved fellow alpha through the now quiet night city. 

Phainon couldn’t help but peek every few seconds, eyes darting downwards to look at Mydei’s face - to take in the way he had closed his eyes, the way he was pressed against Phainon so tenderly.

Phainon didn’t dare comment on it. 

Instead he just held Mydei a bit tighter, basking in the warmth of him while walking through the streets - a bit thankful no one was really out currently, probably because it was nearing eight and most people had returned home by now. But, whatever. 

Phainon didn’t even care if he got home at two in the morning if it meant he got to spend that time with Mydei.

Mydei..

“Mydei.” Phainon vocalized his thoughts, his spiral of thinking about Mydei. There were a lot of them, but one main thing was lurking in his mind as he carried the alpha that was rather compliant today with being held gently like this - not at all voicing his concerns or anger or even seeming angry.

“Hmm?” 

Phainon’s feet didn’t stop, he could only continue on and hope for the best; “May I start earnestly courting you?”

Mydei didn’t instantly answer that, but his body didn’t give any clear signs of discomfort in Phainon’s arms either - if anything, he felt like Mydei was just an overly large cat in his arms that was rather content today. As if they both had been equally waiting for this, and that idea felt crazy in Phainon’s head to even consider.

To even consider Mydei was equally desiring his company again.. 

“.. Courting me?” Mydei echoed out after a few seconds, and Phainon couldn’t help but to shyly laugh as he walked, tilting his head a bit to peek at the late afternoon sky - the vibrant hues of red and dark orange bleeding across it into sunset.

Quite a late sunset in the day..

“You know, like.. To be lovers.” Phainon pushed himself to murmur out slowly, unsure of why Mydei would be confused by that in general.

It’s not like Phainon hadn’t wanted to before, either.

He wanted to do right by Mydei he just.. May be a little bit unwell towards the only person that's ever gotten him to glance at them romantically.. He could admit that! He knew it, okay?

“.. Hm.” 

“Or just friends, I’m okay with that too.” Phainon quickly added with a sheepish laugh, anxious and forced, but a laugh. Very aware of those golden eyes that were studying him harshly.

He wasn’t okay with it really.

The idea of only being friends with Mydei would easily be the worst thing ever - it would tear Phainon up inside if he had to sit by and watch Mydei fall in love with someone else.

But, the idea of not being in Mydei’s life at all was much, much worse. He knew that for a fact given the last two weeks. 

“I am an alpha, Phainon.” Mydei told him softly again, as if Phainon could ever forget such a fact, as if Phainon could ever forget mourning the fact he too was an alpha.

It was unforgettable.

“.. Yeah.” Phainon sorrowfully pressed out as he stepped on that familiar pavement to Mydei’s apartment, not even upset that Mydei was an alpha.

He was upset he was one, as well. 

“I’m not sure how courting me would even work.” Mydei gave a laugh as he said that, and Phainon loved that sound more than anything else in the world - it was such music to his ears that he had painfully mourned for these past two weeks.. And now he had the owner of it pressed against his chest so sweetly..

“Well.. I..” Phainon breathed out, trailing off as he tucked his head slightly lower, hoping Mydei didn’t notice the way Phainon was desperately trying to sniff at him. 

Mydei smelled odd.

At first, Phainon had written it off as the mix of soap and gym lingering on the alpha’s skin - but it was odd. Phainon wasn’t even sure what it was, he most assuredly smelled like Phainon remembered, but there was something else Phainon couldn’t put a name to.

“You may try, I’m just unsure how I’ll respond.” Mydei replied, clearly oblivious to Phainon’s actions and at that, Phainon gave up on it regardless and focused on his merry walk with his lion in his arms. 

“You’ll let me?” 

Phainon really couldn’t believe it.

“Phainon, You are currently holding me in your arms, and carrying me through public. You think me declining being courted by you is on the table currently?” Mydei tiredly asked, and while Phainon was focused ahead, he did see the way Mydei cut his eyes at him, borderline scowling over the way Phainon’s tone had changed to shock, probably.

“Uh..” Phainon didn’t know how to reply to that, because realistically, yes. He did think that - Mydei had been absolutely avoiding him for two weeks, the man had every ability to still tell Phainon no.

Regardless.

Phainon felt a beaming smile creep onto his features as he looked at Mydei, a glimmering twinkle in his eyes as he met those amber eyes that seemed almost unimpressed by the current situation; “So, Will you unblock my phone number?”

Mydei barked a laugh at that, loud and unrestrained.

“Right, right, that.”

“Whew..” Phainon breathed out a sigh of relief at that, he really did miss texting Mydei - even if some people would consider him a pathetic little double texter. He didn’t care! Also he had fifteen double texted Mydei before, mind you. So a ‘double texter’ was setting the bar a little low for him!

Mydei didn’t comment on the way Phainon seemed so relieved, nor did he comment on Phainon struggling to open his apartment complex’s door with Mydei in his arms.

Mydei still didn’t comment as Phainon stood in the elevator with him.

Mydei remained complacent, silently in Phainon’s arms and allowing Phainon to cherish him closely.

It was odd to Phainon.

He was thankful, yes, but the way Mydei was so willing after two weeks - so allowing of Phainon to touch him and hold him, was odd. Even the zero signs of anger when Phainon had shoved him to the floor and cried on him.

It was odd.

He couldn’t shake it. Not even as he reached that door that had been closed to him before, the same door he had debated many times to stop by and wait outside - but he didn’t want to make Mydei truly grow to hate him. So he allowed it to close..

Phainon shook his thoughts away, instead beaming at the alpha in his arms as he stopped his tracks - ignoring the way his arms were tired. Mydei wasn’t heavy! He wasn’t! But a long walk with him in his arms.. Well.. That’s different.. 

Phainon didn’t mind the strain though! 

It was a blissful day for him.

“Here you are!” Phainon sang out, nodding towards the familiar door as Mydei’s golden eyes locked onto Phainon’s face - but said nothing. 

Phainon moved to release his hold on Mydei, pausing as the man turned his back as soon as he hit the floor gently with his feet. Mydei huffed out a quiet ‘thank you’ before moving to dig in his pockets for his keys, probably, but Phainon couldn’t help but stare at the back of him.

Stare directly at where his hair was slightly lifting up due to his head looking downwards.

Stare at the nape of Mydei’s neck.

Stare at the clear bite that was lingering on Mydei’s neck.

Phainon’s mind blanked.

“Mydei?” Phainon asked slowly, almost timidly as his eyes only traced over that mark - again and again, committing it to memory.

“Hm?” Mydei hummed out quietly before turning his head slightly to look at Phainon questioningly. Almost looking confused over his name being said as he twirled his eyes lazily - jingling them between his fingers.

“Is that.. My bite still on your neck?”

Mydei paused the key twirling at that, instead catching them in his hands.

“Oh.” Mydei moved his free hand slowly to rub at the nape of his neck, eyes drifting away from Phainon as he did so, almost looking embarrassed. “Yeah, it is.” 

“It.. “ Phainon wanted to see it.

He wanted to look at it closer, wanted to spin Mydei around and make him move his hand off of it.

He wanted to see his claim on Mydei.

“It’s still there?” Phainon asked with a heavy swallow, doing his best to not act on it - he couldn’t. 

He had to be normal, he had to be sane and not overwhelm Mydei. For both of their sakes.

Mydei looked at him again, hand still covering the bite before giving a quiet laugh, almost shyly.

“.. Yeah.”

Phainon had to look away - had to force himself to try not to think about it; “Ah.. Sorry.. About that.”

Mydei only removed his hand from his neck to slowly wave it off, instead turning to fumble around with his keys and his door - and Phainon had to force himself to focus on the sounds of the lock unlatching instead of staring at Mydei’s neck.

It was still there.

His bite was still there..?

“It’s fine, it’ll heal eventually. Goodnight, Phainon.” Mydei mumbled, even though Phainon felt giddy over the fact it hadn’t.

Ecstatic. 

“.. Goodnight, Mydei.”

Phainon hadn’t even the slightest passing thought to question the way Mydei hadn’t limped or been in pain at all as he walked into his apartment, either.

Notes:

mustve been the wind... im sure its nothing

Chapter 9

Notes:

this is mainly just fluff. so like.
happy few hours before 3.3.... im sure nothing bad happens. (clutches my head)

“Is Mydei going to become an omega?”

Mydei couldn’t stop the hacking cough that left his throat, strained and so very painful as he choked on his chicken sandwich. Tears pricked at the corners of his eyes mercilessly from his wheezing as he listened to the girl’s conversation, they both had been so set on this meeting. 

To torture him, it seemed. 

“I don’t think so. His scent seems the same to me.” Aglaea mumbled out, golden eyes slowly raking over him - as if his body would have been changing already.

‘Already’. 

He had no idea how long it took someone to even turn into an omega, if it was at all possible. 

Mydei could only slowly look at Castorice with tears still daring to escape at the corner of his eyes, completely and utterly stunned by her question as she only stared back at him with a quiet ‘hmm’.

“Phainon told me it was different.. But you’re right, it's still the same alpha Mydei that I remember..” Castorice said as she looked Mydei up and down once, twice, three times. As if his body would possibly just change on the second or third glance overs. 

Even leaning slightly closer to him to obviously sniff at him - something he had to bite the urge down to shoo her away over, but there was no point.

He was fighting a losing battle with them.

Mydei could only opt to sit his chicken sandwich down on the table with a deep sigh before taking a swig of his water - desperately needed after the zero warning saw trap Castorice had put him into.

“Hm, well. Phainon has always had different opinions on Mydei’s scent regardless.” Aglaea said with a knowing nod, taking a bite of her own salad as she unabashedly joined Castorice in giving Mydei a languid look over.

Something about that was way more threatening than Castorice doing it, however.. 

“How do you feel, Mydei?” Castorice asked to his right, making him look back at his sandwich almost pathetically.

The fact he had sat between the two betas really shouldn’t feel like he was trapped between a rock and a hard place, but he truly was feeling such a thing now. 

He could only hope whatever god would hear him out and free him. 

“Fine.” Mydei murmured, not even batting an eye at her regardless of his inner feelings he was currently battling.

“Not like a beta or omega?” Castorice pressed onward and Mydei could only let out a quiet ‘pft’ as he picked up his sandwich again - almost hopeful he would be able to eat his damn food now that he was aware this was the sudden topic change.

They had betrayed him fully from quickly swapping from the new Animal Crossing game before to this. 

What was their issues?

“.. What would that even feel like? No. I feel normal.” Mydei replied curtly before taking another shallow bite of his sandwich - mainly in fear of the follow up question one of them may slap him with if he let his guard down.

For being two betas, they were absolutely relentless. 

“But you don’t feel normal when you’re around Phainon?”

Mydei sighed at that deeply as he swallowed, exasperated.

He didn’t.

He had a rather strong sense of yearning from the second Phainon had practically thrown himself at Mydei - The desire to hug him back just as tightly. Even going as far as faking an injury to make Phainon indulge his own desires without outright being honest - pathetic. 

“No.” Mydei admitted almost tiredly, he slowly was coming to terms they may have had fooled him into talking about his problems by offering him food.

Granted, he could have just cooked at home and enjoyed their company; But he still felt somewhat duped. 

“Does he smell enticing to you?” Aglaea asked, her voice laced with teasing but Mydei could only sigh despairingly at his sandwich that he was floundering and failing to eat..

Did he?

Well. No.

He smelled like Phainon, like oak, citrus, and vanilla very deep within it all. It wasn’t ‘enticing’ at all. If anything, it still irked him off slightly when he got home and smelled it all over himself after leaving Phainon’s close vicinity. 

It was bizarre.

“He smells like he always did - Just another alpha.” Mydei clarified, not bothering to even stop the way his voice came out so very roughly - tiredly. How could he? The entire situation was beyond insane.

He understood their curiosity, but he had no answers. 

He literally felt fine, nothing had changed outside of him feeling very fond towards Phainon, but even that he was willing to brush off as ‘reuniting with someone he had a crush on’ feelings, or something.

“This is so strange..” Castorice murmured as she leaned back into her own chair, clearly miffed as she crossed her hands over her chest - puzzling over whatever bizarre situationship was overtaking two of her friends, even if she didn’t truly know Mydei very well.

“Are you sure you’re not going to fall into a heat randomly?” Aglaea asked her query in such a stern tone, and, well..

Mydei was rather thankful he had been neglecting the idea of taking more bites - he surely would have almost died over the thought of being randomly in heat due to choking if not. 

“I’m quite sure of it.” Mydei grumbled out, now taking a bite of his food once more.

If he died due to choking with their insane questions, at least he would die eating tasty food.

Worth it, probably.

“Maybe Phainon really is just a freak..” Castorice wondered out loud, mainly to herself in a ghost of her normal voice, and Mydei was very aware of those lilac eyes still meticulously staring at him as he ate. 

As if he would randomly catch aflame and become an omega, right during their lunch. 

“There’s no ‘maybe’ about it; He is one, but I’m more concerned about that nasty bite on Mydei’s neck.” Aglaea mused out, giving a short scoff - the closest thing to a laugh Aglaea gave to them usually. 

“Mm.” Was all Mydei ‘said’ in reply as he took another testing bite of his food, immediately regretting it as Castorice sighed deeply at his side.

A bad sign of her about to say something off the walls again.

“You know,” Castorice began, her voice light and soft - almost dreamy. And something about that made Mydei glare at his sandwich between his hands. Everything was a trap with these two..  “I once jokingly asked Phainon what if he was an enigma..”

There it was. 

The insane idea that was completely off the walls - immediately making Mydei slowly turn his head to narrow his eyes at her. 

“I’m not turning into a damn omega.” Mydei borderline growled, slightly bristling over the idea by this point but Castorice was completely unfazed, merely giving a slow sigh yet again over his reaction before turning her attention wholly on Aglaea. 

“I know, I know..Isn’t there like.. Another myth alpha out there?” Castorice asked, and those words made Mydei arch a brow upwards, staring at her before slowly turning his head to look at the beta the question was for. A clear look of thought had become a fog over Aglaea’s face.

A worrying expression from her, for sure.

“Are you implying that Phainon might be a Prime Alpha?” Aglaea inquired almost teasingly, as if she fully believed it to be a thing.

“.. He hardly seems aggressive enough for that.” Mydei mumbled out.

Of course he had heard of those strange ideas of a more dominant and wild alpha, one that didn’t even seem to care about their mate’s secondary genders and claimed whatever they wanted for themselves.

“He’s actually extremely aggressive and violent on his ruts, however.” Aglaea countered him, as if for some reason she was suddenly on Castorice’s side here of Phainon being an oddity with his secondary gender.

Mydei, personally, was still on the team of Phainon just being a weird ass dude in general.

“But he wasn’t aggressive towards Mydei on his rut, was he?” Castorice countered her back, and suddenly Mydei felt as though he no longer had a say in this topic - instead finally savoring his own food as the two girls discussed whatever the hell his lovelife was currently. 

“He might already see Mydei as his mate, alpha or not.” Aglaea retorted with a wave of her hand dismissively, a movement Mydei keenly watched considering the lettuce attached to her fork as she did so. 

“But if that’s true, then that mark on Mydei’s neck isn’t going to go away, is it?” Castorice fired back - making Mydei look back to her, watching her wag a finger at Aglaea, as if they were both cracking some sort of code as Mydei only silently ate his sandwich.

“Well..” Aglaea sighed out, pausing her thoughts as Mydei moved his eyes back to her; now fully entertained by the fact the duo had bizarrely taken up theory crafted about whatever was wrong with Phainon. “If it’s truly taken root on Mydei.. Then it’s a one-sided mating mark.”

“That would solve why Phainon acted like such a drowning rat over Mydei’s rejection too!” Mydei’s eyes slid back to Castorice at that, merely watching her beaming as she nodded her head slowly; “Wow.. Phainon is already so whipped for Mydei either way, huh?”

Mydei had to wonder if she was really asking him, or just making a statement at this point as he blinked at her, still gnawing at his now rather worryingly dwindling supply of chicken sandwich.

He feared having to try to keep up in this conversation without the sandwich to rely on..

“Has he been clingy again?” Aglaea asked, and at that he could only sigh, golden eyes facing forward again to give a sullen look at his chicken sandwich.

He wasn’t avoiding joining in anymore it seemed.

“Mm.. Not too bad, if anything..” Mydei trailed off, huffing out a small amused laugh. “The daily gifts are a bit odd, but the texting is about as normal as it once was.”

A silence fell upon the table over those words.

And Mydei had a small dire feeling that he had messed up terribly by mentioning those damned gifts.

A new pandora’s box had just been opened, assuredly, and all he could do was slowly take a bite of his sandwich - almost languidly and in pain. Preparing his nerves for whatever follow up questions he had just earned himself in passing.

“Daily.. Gifts?” Castorice said in a tiny voice to his side, so very quiet as almost sounding like she was in complete and earnest shock - baffled over his words.

Mydei could only sigh and set his sandwich down again, moving to cross his arms over his chest instead before staring at the ceiling.

“He’s taken up leaving daily boxes outside my door and scurrying off like a scared pup with his tail between his legs before I even see him.” Mydei explained easily, keeping his eyes focused on the ceiling like his life depending on it - even as Castorice gave a meek little cough to clear her throat rather obviously.

“What the.. He’s actually courting you like you’re an omega?” Castorice inquired very very quietly, and Mydei physically had to look around the small family-owned restaurant to try to see who was eavesdropping for her to have dropped her volume so much.

No one was around, it was just them in this corner, yet she was speaking as if she were terrified of people overhearing.

Mydei could only arch a brow slowly; “I won’t refuse free things.”

Aglaea laughed at that, genuinely. A sound that made Mydei snap his head towards her so quickly he feared he would get whiplash.

“You’re rich, Mydei. Tell that broke boy to stop buying you things.” Aglaea pointed at him with her fork, clearly, intending to scold him. But Mydei could only sigh. They both knew he couldn’t do that.

“You already know he wouldn’t listen. He’s doing it because he desperately wants me to accept him - telling him about my family past and my money wouldn’t dissuade him.” Mydei fired back easily with a small ‘harumph’ and shrug of his shoulders - still keeping them crossed over his chest as he stared her down. 

“I think it’s cute..” Castorice mumbled, and Mydei for once dared not even look at her - he was already barely able to control the burn he felt of his ears while he stared at Aglaea who only seemed smug over his words. 

Like she knew this all would happen.

Planned from the very second she dragged Phainon to the gym Mydei had attended.

Him telling her he was going to the gym after their meeting that night had been his downfall. Granted, he was being dramatic about it, he fully knew he enjoyed being around that fellow alpha.

For whatever reason they chose to label onto Phainon - Mydei simply wrote it off as a freak symptom. 

Something was clearly wrong with Phainon, but Mydei couldn’t say he was innocent in the matter, either. 

“Tell him to save it on buying his own place. He’s still crashing at my house, mind you.” Aglaea murmured, now focusing on actually eating her salad. Something Mydei could only be thankful for.

“Ah. That.” Mydei mumbled out, slowly leaning into his chair just a bit more as he thought about that a bit more clearly. “He once mentioned us getting an apartment together, I wonder if I should help him out and take him looking.”

Mydei had meant to be talking to himself more than anything, but he couldn’t help but look at the way Castorice’s mouth had fallen agape, a look of pure awe dominating her features as she appeared completely aghast over his words.

“You’re.. Implying you both moving in together?” The echo of her normal voice slowly reasoned out, and Mydei only then considered what he had just said.

“.. Well.” Was all Mydei offered up as the realization he had truly said something completely worthy of her reaction anyways.

Mydei still barely knew Phainon - they had spent more time separated due to Mydei than actually talking to each other. The idea of moving in together was ludacris, insane, and absolutely befuddling.

So why had he still remembered Phainon mentioning it once, and still was considering it?

He should sign himself and Phainon both up for therapy, that was becoming more and more obvious to him with every passing minute that he thought of that fellow alpha. 

“Wow, Mydei. Moving a bit fast, aren’t you? Is that bite on your neck really getting to you that much?” Castorice asked, clearly joking, yet Mydei could only truly think of it.

He was moving fast, yeah, sure. But also Phainon brought it up first - and children.

Though, he highly doubted it was that damn bite mark on his neck’s fault. 

“I don’t need a roommate, but I don’t like my apartment and could easily pay for an apartment big enough for two people. It would get him out of Aglaea’s hair, at the very least.” Mydei reasoned out with a deep sigh, not even sure if he was trying to convince her, or himself at this point. 

“And into your own hair, always. You really wouldn’t mind housing with an alpha who direly wants to dominate you?” Castorice asked with such a deep dramatic sigh that Mydei could only blink at his unfinished sandwich.

Mydei slowly looked at her, golden eyes narrowing as he stared into innocently blinking lilac ones; “.. Must you phrase it like that?”

“Sorry, I read too many fanfictions of my cookies..” Castorice seemed to flush as she spoke, as if suddenly realizing this was not quite the same as her cookies kissing. 

This was Mydei’s love life, for crying out loud. 

Aglaea however only gave a hum, clearly intent on saving Castorice from whatever shame was creeping into her mind and soul; “You both only just rekindled talking, I don’t know about moving in together, Mydeimos.”

“I didn’t mean today this exact second.” Mydei fired back without missing a single beat, because he hadn’t.

Not right now, of course. That would be insane.

“I wouldn’t even bring it up until you make up your mind. That dog will lose his mind if he even gets a sniff of your idea.” Aglaea gave a laugh as she spoke, more akin to a scoff but it was the closest he usually got to a laugh, at the least. Her eyes only cut him a curious stare as she raised a brow.

“I’m aware.” Mydei mumbled back, only twitching a hand as his phone immediately made a sharp dinging noise, alerting him of a text message.

Mydei.. Wasn’t ashamed to say he didn’t have many close friends, let alone people he texted often. And if two were here, the question as to who was texting him.. It didn’t need to be asked. 

“Oh! Is that him?” Castorice asked anyways, watching Mydei as if he were under a microscope as he slowly moved a hand to look at whatever Phainon was texting him about, watching the steady flow of double texts line his phone easily. Like always with that alpha.

Phainon; want to go to the fair together. its in town this week
Phainon; its a cheesy date, but hear me out!!
Phainon; i have no defense actually. can we go to the fair together?

“It is.” Mydei confirmed, his tone remarkably dry for how endeared he felt over those texts - only praying he was doing a good enough job at hiding it, even if he was surely heating up in his own skin.. “He’s asking me on a date to the fair.”

“Do not let that man win you a goldfish, you have enough pets in your life already, Mydeimos.” Aglaea sharply told him rather sternly, making Mydei debate if she truly meant that as a joke or not. Mydei didn’t own any pets and the only thing he could possibly call near to a ‘pet’ was. Well. 

“Right, right.. I should head out regardless.” Mydei mumbled out, disregarding his own thoughts before standing up rather quickly to tuck his phone into his pocket in trade for his wallet.

“Are you sure it’s not to talk to your boyfriend alone?” Castorice pointedly said and he could only give a deep, pained sigh over that. 

Mainly because it partly was to just talk to Phainon, but also to escape their terrifying clutches on him. 

He had answered their questions, now he needed to run before they started to try to pry even further. 

“.. I’m quite sure. Have a good day you two.” Mydei said as he put more than enough credits on the table, not at all double checking how much he was overpaying - he just needed to leave as quickly as possible. He had to get away from the fierce betas who were both interested in ripping the secrets from him.

“And you're paying for our meals and tipping? Phainon might get jealous.” Aglaea teased, giving a small hum as she watched him rather quickly tuck his wallet back away - cutting her a sharp glare.

“Har har har.” Mydei hissed out, pushing in his chair with a small wave before they dared to say anything else that would make him stall in his current path; “Goodbye, ladies.”

“See you later, Mydei!” Castorice replied, and Aglaea only gave a friendly wave with an expression that was much, much too knowing for Mydei’s own sanity as he turned away and left in a hurry.

Mydei made his way swiftly out of the restaurant, and even quicker down the pavement of the town before double checking they weren’t after him.

Why?

He feared them.

It was clear anyways, he could only press out a sigh as he dug out his phone again, blinking at the new texts from that needy alpha.

Phainon; wait. we cant.. your ankle.. im sorry

Mydei tilted his head at that text that had joined the others. 

Mydei; ? I’ll go. What’s wrong with my ankle?
Phainon; what. did it heal already from me jumping on you?
Mydei; Oh.
Mydei; Yes, it’s healed.
Phainon; oh! im glad!
Phainon; what days are you free idk your schedule i will adapt to whatever you want 💙
Mydei; Whenever. I don’t have a set schedule.
Phainon; your new job is turbulent, huh?
Mydei; I do not have a job. My schedule is whatever I please.
Phainon; WHAT. do you need money im sure aglaea would rehire you if i beg enough. im not afraid of being pathetic for your sake

Mydei tutted quietly to himself at that text, looking up only briskly to make sure he wasn’t going to run into anyone as he thought that text was very humorous. 

Phainon really didn’t know anything about him - that level of complete sincerity was foreign to Mydei, but extremely endearing to him. Moreso. Phainon was already always pathetic..

Mydei; I do not need money. Do not worry yourself about it.
Phainon; im worried about it.. Mydei…

Mydei could only heave a sigh at that as he walked, shaking his head slightly over Phainon’s incessant desire to care about him. It was sweet, sure, but Mydei certainly didn’t need it.

Mydei; Is tomorrow fine?
Phainon; okay! sure! yes. what time??
Mydei; Is your schedule free?
Phainon; for you? always.
Mydei; Stop being sappy and tell me your damn schedule.

 

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Mydei’s feet could only pause as he opened his apartment’s door once again as the day of their planned fair date arrived. Not like it was much of an ‘arrival’, considering it had been the very next day. Only three days since the gym incident. 

A third box.

He gingerly picked it up with a small sigh, he knew exactly who was doing this, after all. 

Mydei felt slightly guilty over it; He didn’t need gifts, but he hadn’t been willing to tell Phainon no to courting him. He had expected Phainon to take him on more dates or something, not to leave daily gifts outside his dog like a pathetic dog, regardless of the date planned tonight.

He should have just knocked as well considering they would be meeting up later, anyway. Made little sense to Mydei why Phainon would already get ready, run to Mydei’s, leave a gift, and leave again.. 

Regardless..

The first box’s contents had made him laugh very hard when he found it.

It was a scarf, deep navy blue and deeply smelling of Phainon already even with the tag still on it with a note telling him ‘in case you want a different one!’ for a refund.

The sentiment was cute, more than anything, considering Mydei had no use for money in his life - nor could he possibly struggle with it. His father mysteriously dying and everything being dropped onto Mydei’s lap had assured him of that much - even more so as Mydei sold all of the man’s belongings, company, and donated most of the money.

He only kept enough to make himself happy, to at least live a very comfortable life - his father had never given him that as a child, so it was the least he could do now as he rots six feet below with not a soul visiting his grave.

The second box was more baffling. 

It was an assortment of fruits.

That wasn’t all too baffling - fresh produce was common to give to partners you were trying to seduce.

The shocking part of it was what good quality it all was, a bizarre thing to consider when he thought about the way he had caught his kitchen on fire. Three times apparently. Yet he had the eyes to spot which fruits were ripe and well taken care of. 

This third box wasn’t too strange, but Mydei found himself staring at it for a long time as he opened it in his kitchen.

A rather intricately designed earring.

Mydei hadn’t even noticed Phainon knew he wore an earring, but he had certainly gifted him one - and only one. No pair to go with it, so he was keenly aware of the way Mydei only wore one earring..

Mydei could only knit his brows as he had inspected it, rolling it between his hands trying to gauge if it was real gold - or if that blue gem was real.

If that were the case, he would certainly have to figure out a discreet way to give Phainon his money back - he would accept the gift, sure. But not if Phainon was using his life savings for it like a moron.

Mydei’s eyes roamed that blue gem slowly before turning it in his hands - whether it was fake or real, the earring was beautiful. The color choice was interesting, Mydei didn’t really think blue was his color, but Phainon seemed to disagree considering the scarf he had gifted him and now the earring.

Mydei huffed over it, slightly miffed before slowly moving into his bathroom and flicking on the light - taking out his normal dull golden stud to replace it with that rather heavy earring, blinking at it in the mirror.

It certainly was flashier, by a longshot - and was much more noticeable than his old one by far. 

Mydei’s eyes could only linger on that blue sparkling gem.

Blue wasn’t his color.

It was Phainon’s if anything, even gazing at that gem reminded him of that alpha’s stunning ocean blue eyes. It irked Mydei slightly, the way a piece of him knew it was Phainon putting a claim on Mydei, it bothered his secondary gender. 

The damn man had zero shame, absolutely none, and Mydei couldn’t even find himself getting angry as he instead left the bathroom without a second thought, leaving that earring in his ear.

His rationality told him to do it - after all, Phainon could probably be upset if Mydei showed up with it not in his ear when meeting him.

The other side of him, however, felt somewhat strange about it.

About wearing something that was so clearly not his own aesthetic, he rarely even wore blue - and now he owned this earring and a scarf, both in blue. Both from Phainon.

Even as he moved around to make a smoothie as a form of a breakfast meal, he couldn’t stop from dragging his fingers up and touching the golden part of it that dangled down slightly. 

Even as the hours passed, he couldn’t stop himself from touching it rather lazily. Not until the dam finally broke.

Mydei; The earring.
Phainon; yes! do you like it
Mydei; Tell me it’s fake.
Phainon; 🥹why would i do that
Mydei; Phainon.
Phainon; its not fake! ive had it a long time and it suits you way more than me

Mydei stared at those words, giving a small huff as he sat on his couch, slowly relaxing into it.

Suits him way more?

That felt like a flat out lie considering it matched Phainon’s eyes perfectly..

Mydei; Are your ears pierced?
Phainon; nope. got it from a family member.
Mydei; ? Just one?
Phainon; haha.. lets save this talk for the fair tonight! ill see you in two hours!
Mydei; Too busy to explain yourself, huh?
Phainon; im never too busy for you! im just preparing.
Mydei; ..?
Mydei; Preparing what? It’s just a casual date.
Phainon; yep! see you later, Mydei! forgive me.

Mydei typed three different messages telling him stuff along the lines of ‘I don’t need a sugar daddy.’, but they all felt so very embarrassing that he couldn’t bring himself to press send on any of them. If anything, he would be the sugar daddy here.. If Phainon bothered to google even Mydei’s first name, he would assuredly realize Mydei didn’t need fancy gifts.

Mydei could only heave out a sigh as he tossed his phone to the side, hand immediately drifting back to that damned jewelry hanging from his ear.

He had never been one for fancy things that stood out easily, and now he clearly had an attention grabbing earring on. 

It was shameful.

Embarrassing, even.

It made him feel flustered to even imagine people asking him about it.

And yet, he left it in. 

 

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“Mydeimos!”

The call of his name was sang out so loudly, chirped so happily in such a sing-song voice that there could be no doubts as to the speaker, not even as Mydei slowly turned to blink at Phainon who was now quickly speed-walking to cut the distance with an awfully cheery smile on his face.

“Wow, I was right, that’s really beautiful on you.” 

Mydei’s entire body tensed at that - tensed at the way Phainon’s hand without warning brushed against his face, fingers burning in their wake as Phainon gave a quiet hum - blue eyes clearly focused on the earring now between his own fingers.

Mydei couldn’t help but breathe a bit deeply in - painfully hoping Phainon wouldn’t notice him trying to sniff at him.

He smelled the same.

The same Phainon had ever known, nothing more, nothing less, and nothing changed.

“How is your ankle today?” Phainon immediately changed gears and topics, moving his hand away from the dangling jewelry with an amused hum. Something about his tone made Mydei narrow his eyes.

“My ankle?” Mydei hissed out, watching those blue eyes only stare him down - not quite changing before he slowly tilted his head. Looking more like a confused puppy with each passing day Mydei saw him. 

Phainon’s eyes dropped at that, clearly staring at Mydei ankle before coughing to clear his throat; “.. The one I hurt when I jumped at you?”

“Oh.” Mydei turned slightly at that, moving a foot to tap the tip of his shoes against the floor slowly. He had.. No idea which ankle he said he injured, or if he even said which one. “Right, my ankle.. It’s fine.”

“Haha, You keep forgetting about it, was it really that hurt?”

Mydei stared at him at that, at those stunning eyes that only stared right back at him - an expression full of wonder and something else Mydei couldn’t quite place. 

Mydei only looked away with a click of his tongue, instead focusing on the admission booth selling tickets, he had already bought his own and one for Phainon. He fully knew Phainon would have insisted on paying because Mydei is technically jobless.

As if Phainon wasn’t the one having to crash at Aglaea’s place still..

“Who knows?” Mydei shrugged out, only looking back to Phainon to offer a rather devilish smirk over his own words - and over the way Phainon had pursed his lips slightly over that answer.

“You know, if you faked your injury to make me carry you; I’ll be really smitten by you, Mydei.” Phainon teased easily. If anything, Mydei almost questioned if he really was teasing, his voice sounded so very aware of the fact Mydei had lied.

It was as if he was teasing the way Mydei was refusing to admit to it.

That, or, Mydei had a guilty conscience on his shoulders.

Either was possible at this point. 

“.. As if I would do that.” Mydei mumbled out, fully inspecting Phainon this time. 

His outfit was.. More dressed up than Mydei had been expecting, it made him cock up a brow as he realized the man was wearing a sleek blue button up collared shirt with black slacks.

What on earth was he so dressed up for?

“As expected..” Phainon mused, taking a few steps over as golden eyes flicked back up, and Mydei only felt somewhat agitated over the way Phainon seemed smug. Clearly, he had noticed Mydei eyeing him up.

But he wasn’t even eyeing him in an affectionate way, he was just completely baffled. 

“Did Aglaea dress you?” Mydei inquired with a wave of his hand, barely even batting an eye over the way he felt sorely underdressed in comparison. It wasn’t his fault.

Cold weather wasn’t really around yet - he barely could even find decent excuses for scarves to cover up that damn mark on his neck. Instead opting for comfortable turtle necks, much like today, and some loose jeans. 

If anything - he was more worried he was going to overheat than be overdressed like Phainon was..

“She did, yeah.” Phainon admitted with a sheepish laugh, and Mydei found himself only watching as Phainon grinned at him; “Shall we buy some tickets?”

“I already bought some.” Mydei shrugged at him, giving a raise of his brow as he watched the pure egregious shock immediately overtake Phainon’s expression.

Mydei had purposefully gotten here twenty minutes early just to buy it before Phainon could insist, anyway. 

“What! No fair! This was my date idea!” Phainon told him, clearly faking his own distress as he took up a small pout - one that made Mydei dramatically roll his eyes at the man.

“And I am a grown man who can buy his own damn ticket instead of making you pay for it all.” Mydei waved it off easily with a sigh, watching Phainon’s pathetic little puppy pout only grow at his words.

It was cute, if anything.

For an alpha, Phainon was deceptively cute.

“But I wanted to pay for it all for you!” Phainon almost sputtered out, so sad sounding and honestly.

Mydei had to bite back a laugh over that.

As if Phainon wasn’t the broke one between the two of them here.

“No.” Mydei flatly said, only moving to pull out the admission tickets lazily from his pocket; “I bought yours as well.”

Phainon’s face brightened at that - not with joy, but pure bewilderment as he watched Mydei wave those tickets back and forth between his fingers. Blue eyes dancing between the tickets and Mydei’s face - as if searching for answers as Mydei only smirked at his confusion. 

“What?!” Phainon practically cried out, and Mydei could easily picture him now fully as a depressed little puppy whining outside his door.. Again. “Mydei!”

Mydei moved his eyes off of him, giving a huff of a laugh as he glanced at the setting sun above slightly, slightly baffled at how Phainon had wanted to meet at eight. That felt kind of late to Mydei; “Don’t worry about it. I had time to kill before you got here.”

And money to burn.

“But.. You’re..” Phainon trailed off, but Mydei knew exactly where he was going to go with it - the fact he was going to bring up Mydei was jobless, completely unaware of the fact there was a reason why Mydei never really charged for anything he baked in the first place.

“I’m what?” Mydei asked, crossing his arms over his chest as he stared down Phainon - he was teasing of course, but he did enjoy the way the other alpha was obviously flustered over that.

Phainon waved a hand in defeat; “Nothing, Nothing.. Fine, fine.. I’m paying for the tickets for games though!”

Mydei couldn’t help but scoff at that, instead diving into his other pocket to withdraw the roll of tickets he had already acquired earlier. Savoring the way Phainon was clearly aghast over that.

“I already bought them as well.” Mydei lazily informed him, both hands now full of tickets as he lazily used them to fan himself under Phainon’s meticulous gaze that narrowed at him dangerously.

“Were you just determined to pay for everything?” Phainon borderline hissed out, and Mydei may have been threatened if it was anyone but Phainon - if it was anyone but the alpha who was taking the tiniest steps hoping Mydei wouldn’t notice him getting closer to him.

“A little.” Mydei only shrugged loosely, still fanning himself idly with the tickets in a small teasing movement, eyes drifting to inspect Phainon yet again as he watched the man practically leer at him.

He really was extremely overdressed, it made Mydei feel suspicious about this date today.. More than even in the past when Mydei doubted Phainon really was even interested in him.

Now it was a new suspicious feeling, one that Mydei couldn’t quite chart the course of what this man was planning.

“Are you going to make me beg to pay for things for you?” Phainon’s voice was accusatory, one that knew the answer and Mydei could only bark out a laugh, grinning evilly at the alpha before him. 

“Let’s just get going, Phainon.” Mydei smoothly told him, ignoring the question as he turned slightly to look at the entrance. 

Honestly.

He had never bothered to go to the fair when it came into town. 

Why would he?

Right now he could smell so many betas and omegas - it was bothersome. Every large event was. It’s why he preferred to stay home and away from it, far, far away from it.

That felt more impossible now as a fellow alpha brushed into his arm at the side, heavily leaning on him and Mydei could only cast him a befuddled expression as those blue eyes paid him no heed, only eyeing the tickets Mydei had bought for games.

“How many tickets did you even buy?” Phainon asked, his voice a tone of small childlike wonder, enough to make Mydei sniff back a laugh painfully. 

“Enough.” 

“What’s.. Enough?”

“Two hundred.” Mydei replied simply, only keenly watching Phainon - watching how he behaved as people passed them by. He was.. Remarkably more normal, not at all like how he was on that walk those weeks ago. 

It only made Mydei realize the poor alpha really had still been on his rut and extremely territorial towards Mydei.

Something about that thought made Mydei’s secondary gender want to bristle and snarl - yet the normal Mydei felt almost flustered with that realization.. It was endearing to know someone treasured him to such an extent, even if they were both alphas in a way.

“Huh?” 

“I have no faith in your ability to aim.” Was Mydei’s teasing logic as he watched Phainon’s face go from complete shock and awe, to almost insulted as his head slightly jerked back - as if he hadn’t expected Mydei to say such a thing to him. 

Phainon only moved a hand over his head to clutch at it dramatically - as if Mydei had actually wounded him with his words before sniffling pathetically.

“What?! I’ve never even given any indications about what my aim is?” Phainon said so very quietly, in a voice that teetered on sounding like he was in agony - or like he was about to burst into laughter.

“Just a feeling.” Mydei shrugged, at this point, he really did feel like Phainon was a theater kid. Not a ‘good at aiming’ kid. 

“I’m going to prove you wrong.” Phainon’s voice now bordered on threatening as they both walked into the fairgrounds, and something about that made Mydei give a laugh - something that almost made him feel flustered over the way he could see Phainon visibly perk up over him doing so.

“Oh. I’d love to see that, actually. Please do.” Mydei choked out, trying his best to stop his laughter so Phainon would cease looking at him in such a way that made his face burn under that blue gaze; “Here’s the tickets, so you can prove me wrong.”

Mydei jutted out his hand at that - anything to get those blue eyes away from him, away from staring and studying his every expression. 

“You’re on.” Phainon told him with a rather fond smirk as he took the tickets from Mydei, instead nodding at a booth that Mydei could only grimace over - but he followed the white haired alpha regardless of his instincts of ‘please don’t get me a goddamned goldfish’ nipping at him.

Mydei felt a sense of dread as they approached the first game booth. 

Those damn goldfish in bags never made sense to him. Who the hell would want that as a prize?

Yet Phainon only strode up to the worker and handed over some tickets, giving a curt nod to Mydei on the sidelines as he received those little metal hoops. 

Golden eyes only roamed across the glass bottles, before focusing on Phainon with a deep exasperated sigh.

Mydei could only stand there with his arms crossed as he watched Phainon line up his shot slowly, as he lined up those rings to throw them at the necks of the bottles.

Three out of five in one go for a victory; For a poor goldfish that deserved a better life than the current one it was in.

.. That was something he wasn’t sure Phainon or himself could offer them, either.

Mydei simply didn’t want to own any pets right now, let alone a fish where he would have to buy a decent tank for it. There was no way in hell he was using one of those shitty bowls for the poor creature.

And Phainon?

Well.

Mydei knew he took care of the dogs rather well at his day job, but the idea of a pet having to rely solely on Phainon to survive.. The thought alone sent shivers down his back - only slightly calming back down as Phainon completely whiffed his first throw.

Mydei only stared at the ring before drifting his eyes back to meet blue ones - ones that were obviously waiting for Mydei to comment on the fact he did, clearly, suck at aiming.

Mydei only shrugged his shoulders.

“Four more chances, surely you won’t miss them all.”

Phainon scrunched his face up at that, once again focusing on the bottles, narrowing his eyes into a glare as if wishing they would explode could possibly help his aim any at all.

Mydei was even less shocked when the second throw missed, just one more and the goldfish was off the table - at the very least.

Mydei only cocked a brow upwards over the way Phainon was watching him - clearly gauging his reaction before throwing again. 

Another miss.

Mydei looked at where the third ring had pathetically landed before moving his eyes back to the alpha who either had no aim - or simply had realized Mydei would strangle him if he tried to give him a fish.

“Maybe my aim really is just that bad..” Phainon said in a tone that didn’t match his words, it was very light-hearted, almost as if he expected this outcome from the very start.

Mydei found his suspicions growing with every passing second.

“I did say the water guns would be a better test.” Mydei offered lazily, and Phainon only gave him a tutting noise before throwing both his remaining hoops quickly. 

Phainon only offered a lazy shrug before giving a laugh; “If you say so!” 

With a new goal in mind and them approaching the next game booth - even as the worker explained you had to fill up the bar to win, Mydei could only huff out a laugh.

His hand moved to point at the rather large pale golden lion plushie, much too big to be a reasonable plushie. 

“I want that one.” Mydei said as a tease, a joke, but he didn’t miss the way Phainon beamed at him - the way those eyes sparkled over hearing such a thing.

“Let’s fill the bar, then!” Phainon told him with a quick nod, taking one of the seats and obviously waiting for Mydei to join at his side - something Mydei only did very slowly. These were rigged, anyways, but Phainon’s genuine desire to try to get it for Mydei made his heart lurch in an odd way.

It went awfully, like, extremely so.

Mydei was mainly watching Phainon’s completely baffled at how bad his aim was. 

“.. Do you also miss the toilet when you pee?” Mydei mumbled out lowly, mainly inaudible under his breath but apparently not as Phainon leaned to shoot him a look.

“It’s not that bad!” Phainon whined out defensively, and Mydei could only sigh as he stood before moving over behind Phainon.

“Give her tickets just for you.” Mydei mumbled as he slowly leaned down behind Phainon, keenly aware of the way Phainon was watching his every single move - but its not like that mattered.

Mydei was just going to help him aim a bit. 

Even if he did scrunch his nose up slightly over how strong Phainon’s pheromones were, something Mydei didn’t remember flaring up just yet.

Was it due to Mydei being at his back?

Mydei could only opt to ignore it and the growing annoyance he felt towards it.

Phainon didn’t question him however, not even as he handed over the tickets to the equally confused worker, and not even as Mydei lowered himself even more to be at the same level as Phainon before gently placing one hand on Phainon’s own wrist and another on his shoulder.

“Stop tensing up.” Mydei hissed at Phainon jolted under his touch, a useless direction considering he knew the man was tensing up due to the fact he was touching him anyway.

Even as the machine began sputtering out water and Phainon’s eyes were locked forward, more steady due to Mydei holding onto him - Phainon remarkably, did worse.

The worker still clapped though, giving them both almost pitying looks as Phainon remained almost frozen until Mydei let go of him and rose to his feet again with a sigh.

“How is your aim that bad?” Mydei practically growled out, his voice low, but not really very serious, if anything - he was teasing. Something Phainon only looked at him due to and beamed happily over. 

“Who knows?” Phainon said with a grin, one that made Mydei scrunch his face up - feeling a weird sense of deja vu as he stared at the man, only more baffled as he watched Phainon fish out his phone from his pocket. Eyes blowing wide as he stuffed it back into the same pocket almost instantly.

“Wait!” Phainon immediately latched onto Mydei’s arm, yanking him slightly; “It’s almost eight thirty, we have to get to the ferris wheel!”

Mydei felt himself knitting his brows over that, yet allowed Phainon to drag him along regardless, only slightly casting a look back at the worker who seemed just as baffled. 

Almost thankful no one had been watching them much - not like there was a reason to watch them, if anything, this was just two weird alphas bonding to the average fairgoer. 

“What’s so special about eight thirty on the damn ferris wheel?” Mydei hissed out as he focused forward against, staring at the way Phainon had once again claimed Mydei’s upper arm against his chest like a leash - leading this time.

“Shh, my beloved Mydei! Come on!” 

Mydei didn’t dare think the way his heart had easily fluttered over that slip of a nickname and how easily Phainon had called him something so sweet like that. 

It didn’t fit Mydei.

Yet he had no qualms of being called that by Phainon all the same.

It was a tease though, nothing was meant behind it, anyway.

Though, as they quickly approached the ferris wheel, Mydei couldn’t help but notice how empty it was. Not a soul was currently on it - or in line. Mydei could only worriedly crease his brows as Phainon practically skipped up to the person running the machinery. 

“Just the two of you?” The man running the booth asked gently, and the way he gave a smile to Phainon as Phainon didn’t stop at all made Mydei raise a brow, even more so when Phainon only nodded.

Mydei only found himself sniffing the air - even the scents of others were lacking for some reason, as if the ferris wheel had been written off for most the night and Mydei found himself trying to remember if he ever saw it moving in the first place.

“Yep!” Phainon answered happily, completely and utterly unaware of Mydei sniffing at the air and worriedly looking around for any signs of life - only somewhat gripping onto Mydei’s arm tighter as he continued to drag him forward.

“Go right ahead then.” The man replied as the glass doors opened, and Mydei could only uselessly blink at the man running the booth before looking back to Phainon.

“Phainon, wait-” Phainon did not wait, even readjusting himself to make sure Mydei was swiftly shoved inside before following after him, only causing Mydei to give an annoyed sigh. “You didn’t give him our tickets.”

Phainon only beamed at him however before sitting down with a sly smile while patting the spot next to him, staring expectantly at Mydei. 

Mydei scoffed at that before sitting across from him, ignoring how instantly sullen he looked over that choice as the rickety machinery whirled to life. Mydei could only somewhat worriedly look at the ground from the window, the dirt grounds he would much rather have beneath his feet than cold metal encasing him like a tomb.

“Wow.. It sounds old, I sure hope it doesn’t break down..” The tone Phainon had said that in - so sarcastic and high toned made Mydei languidly drag his eyes to stare at the alpha in front of him.

To stare at the annoying dog that surely would have a tail wagging behind him if it were possible.

“Phainon.” 

“Yes, Mydei?”

“Have you purposefully trapped me in here?”

“Yes, Mydei.”

“And that has something to do with eight thirty being the time?” 

“Yes, Mydei.”

“.. You’re not a puppy, you’re a wolf.” Mydei hissed out over the way Phainon was still beaming, still so very happy that he had locked Mydei into this deathtrap of a contraption so easily. 

He had come to terms that he could die eating a chicken sandwich - dying in the air due to a demonic machine breaking and exploding sounded way worse, however. 

“It’s nothing bad! It’s just that-” Phainon was cut off as the machinery abruptly came to a stop, swinging their cart easily due to the slow steady momentum slowing to nothing as they reached the top. 

Mydei couldn’t even help but narrow his eyes into a glare as he kept his balance, staring down the ever plotting alpha that only looked at him innocently. 

Mydei almost opened his mouth to scold him again, truly, he did. But the first loud pop in his ear easily distracted him, making him tear his eyes away from that white haired man swiftly to find the cause of it.

“Fireworks?” Mydei mumbled out, more to himself than to Phainon as his eyes only focused out the side of the glass - staring at each burst of color and sparkle that flared into the sky. Only barely aware of Phainon quickly swapping sides to sit beside Mydei.

“Mhm! At eight thirty they shoot off fireworks every night while in town.” Phainon explained easily, and Mydei had to ignore the way Phainon was slowly pressing against him again - as if those two weeks apart had meant absolutely nothing. As if he just couldn’t wait to have Mydei all to himself again.

And Mydei had to hand it to him - trapping him on a ferris wheel to get him utterly alone was a new one.

Something about that thought made Mydei’s mind itch.

“Do you wear turtlenecks and scarves a lot now to hide that bite on your neck?” 

Mydei stiffened at that, blinking at the vibrant colors outside the glass before slowly turning his head to stare at the alpha - the same alpha that was now once again stinking up the place.

A smell Mydei once assumed was the man angry at him, a smell he now recognized was Phainon trying to be possessive towards him. 

Even if accidentally.

Mydei only blinked at him blankly; “Yes.”

Phainon creased his brows at that, only tilting his head slightly; “Do you feel.. Normal?”

“The girls already trapped me into a conversation over this, mind you.” Mydei sighed deeply; “Yes, I feel fine. No, I’m not an omega or beta or whatever now.”

“Oh..” Mydei gave a scoff over the way Phainon seemed so obviously downtrodden by that.

“Stop sounding sad over that.” Mydei mumbled at him, cutting a glare to the depressed looking dog who was now clearly pouting over the news Mydei was not an omega or beta.

“Well.. I was kind of..” Phainon trailed off, giving a small cough to clear his throat innocently before obviously trying to look at the fireworks distractedly. An action Mydei only glared at him over. 

“Go on.”

Phainon’s blue eyes slowly slid back to Mydei, coming to terms with the fact he wasn’t escaping this situation. Mainly due to the fact he had locked them both inside this damn metal box. So the fact was; It was all his fault. 

“Well.. If you were an omega we could have such a cute family one day, that’s all.” Phainon quickly sputtered out like a waterfall, very obviously hoping Mydei wouldn't be able to riddle out what the hell he had just said if he said it quickly enough.

Mydei could, however, because of course he could.

“.. You speak as if you don’t have a brain.” Mydei hissed at him, bristling over the idea of giving birth and also at this fellow alpha hoping he was an omega. It was almost insulting if he spent too long considering it, his own secondary gender was currently debating throwing the damn man out the glass window at the mere passing idea of it.

“Aglaea told me I should be forthcoming and honest with you!” Phainon waved his hands in mock defeat as Mydei only snarled at him slightly over that excuse.

“I doubt she meant that as in telling me you wish I was an omega so you could impregnate me, you utter fool.” Mydei growled deeply, still somewhat debating at least choking the man to shut him up.

Phainon laughed at that.

He laughed so earnestly that Mydei found himself leaning away, blinking at Phainon and watching him just.. Laugh. 

“Probably not!” Phainon conceded, still huffing out a small wheeze of a laugh or two even as Mydei forced himself to look away - to focus back on those loud popping fireworks and not on the odd flips his mind and heart were doing over that calm sweet laugh.

Mydei wasn’t even sure how long he was staring at those fireworks - doing his damnedest to ignore the alpha sitting so close their knees were touching but eventually the machinery flicked back to life - beginning its movements again.

Mydei had to bite back a growl over the way he jostled only slightly at it beginning to swing again - a growl over the way Phainon’s hands had so instantly darted to his hips to help steady Mydei. Help he most certainly did not need, especially as those hands only remained there for a few long and extra seconds before removing themselves once Mydei gave him a narrowed glare.

“The fireworks aren’t over, but he only agreed to stop us up here for a few minutes, sadly.” Phainon explained innocently with a kind smile, one that made Mydei feel his eye twitch over before looking away again and out the damn glass.

“How did you even get him to agree to it?” Mydei inquired rather quietly, because honestly, it was baffling. How on earth did he already set this up when Mydei got here first? Did he have the ferris wheel booth worker’s phone on speed dial..?

Mydei didn’t understand this weird ass alpha, at all, he found.

“I’ve known him for years!” 

That only made Mydei slowly cross his arms and lean back into the cold metal bench, blinking at the equally metal ceiling before letting out a loud huffing noise.

“Of course you have.” Mydei said with a roll of his eyes dramatically, because it wasn’t even that had to consider Phainon knowing everyone. The man was usually such an extroverted dog that the idea of him knowing most people wasn’t farfetched.

At all.

Phainon only offered a quiet hum at that, also merely waiting for the doors to free them now as they arrived at the bottom once again.

It didn’t take but two seconds of the doors swinging open on their car for Phainon to immediately dash to his feet - beaming at the still sitting Mydei.

“One more game, Mydei!” Phainon said rather gleefully, and Mydei was powerless to tell him no - to not indulge him as he allowed the fellow alpha to drag him away swiftly as he stood up.

Mydei’s eyes only roamed over the man who was working the booth - the cheerful wave he gave as they passed was strange to Mydei. 

Strange because he wasn’t exactly used to strangers being so excited to see him come or go - though, as golden eyes moved back to focus on the alpha gripping his wrist and the grin on his lips. He understood why easily, Phainon’s energy was addicting and contagious. 

Even more so as those blue eyes looked behind him at Mydei with a twinkle dancing in them.

Mydei forced himself to break that eye contact, instead focusing on the game booth they had already gone to once today - the same one with the stupid giant lion Mydei had jokingly claimed to want.

“Didn’t we already play this one?” Mydei mumbled out, eyes roaming the machines again as Phainon quickly approached it, giving a huff as he was quickly ushered to a red stool regardless of his words with Phainon plopping beside him. 

“Mhm. But this time I’ll win the big lion plush for you.” Phainon told him as he leaned slightly back in his own stool with a twinkle in his eyes - something that made Mydei arch a brow curiously.

“Oh? What’s with the new confidence?” Mydei inquired, giving a small scoff as Phainon leaned back to hand over the tickets to the worker who clearly was waiting for the night to end - and for these two grown ass alphas to go home. 

Mydei only copied and faced to the front, staring at the bullseye mark dully. 

“I don’t mind you having stuff to hold in your arms, now.” Phainon answered lightly, giving a small laugh and that made Mydei feel his thoughts stall. 

“.. Huh?”

Mydei had barely even focused as the game shot to life with the worker yelling go, well. Mydei certainly wasn’t winning due to how stunlocked he had been - he already had missed a ton just from his hands not even being on the silly handles of the gun.

Instead his eyes only drifted to Phainon’s side, staring in mere awe over it.

The man wasn’t missing at all - if anything, it was nearly perfect. 

Had he just been purposefully losing all night long?

Mydei might actually kill him.

It didn’t take long for even the worker to be impressed, clearly clapped at Phainon easily filled the bar. And Mydei only found himself blinking blankly over it as Phainon turned slightly to beam at him - clearly desiring praise for his easy win.

Mydei offered none; “Were you just faking all night?”

Phainon laughed at that, loudly as he stood before slowly moving to stand close to Mydei - leaning down to Mydei who was sitting at the stool still.

“If you get to fake an injury to make me carry you, my dear Mydei. I get to fake having poor aim so you hold my arms and guide me at least once, don’t I?” 

Phainon’s voice was low, quiet as he spoke, and Mydei could only feel his face burning over the way his words had almost fanned over his ear hotly. Mydei found himself staring into nothing over that, hairs standing on end over the way Phainon gave a light-hearted laugh, stepping away slightly.

“You wanted the lion, right?” Phainon innocently asked, and that made Mydei’s eyes trail back to the oversized lion - only pausing on the only slightly smaller sized white dog below it.

Mydei could barely think over the heartbeat he now heard thudding in his ears, the embarrassing heat in his face, and the way he felt so very uncomfortable in his own skin.

“.. The dog.” Mydei corrected him, voice quiet and almost pathetic to his own ears - so obviously flustered but Phainon didn’t comment, he only laughed slightly.

“The dog?” Phainon asked for clarification, almost teasingly.

“Yes.”

Phainon only hummed gently, and Mydei had to brave the shame in his face to blink at that alpha that was still so keenly watching him; “Are you sure? I’m getting it for you, not for me, just so we’re clear.”

Mydei sighed at that, standing while knitting his brows together.

This man was going to be the death of him, one way or another.

“.. I want the dog.” Mydei admitted, more to himself than to Phainon as he stared at the alpha to his side - coming to terms with his own reality more than the damn plushie on the wall.

“Alright! If you say so! The dog it is!” Phainon happily said before moving a few feet to talk to the worker - and Mydei only stared after him.

Eyes flicking before the plushie he had opted to get, and to the alpha he feared he desired in ways that defied his own nature. 

It was almost a horrific thought.

The idea of wanting to be close to that man, to keep being in the presence of an alpha that desired more from him, that wanted to love him.

But even if it was against his nature, there was nothing saying he couldn’t indulge himself with what he wanted.

Just this once.

Phainon only turned back to him, beaming over the big stupid white dog plushie he had obtained.

“Here is your dog you wanted!”

And Mydei only found his eyes taking in the gleeful alpha, blue eyes dazzling as they stared into gold; Mydei was powerless against laughing as he took the damn plushie from the man.

“ Right.. Here he is.”

Notes:

i dont like them. (<- telling myself this before i play the patch later so i dont cry over mydei

Chapter 10

Notes:

you should look at the art ppl have made for this its so sweet i hope i fucking die.
i cried
many times.
cried
cried again
cried a third time

“Phainon,”

The alpha in question only hummed happily, glancing over his shoulder slightly to beam at the fellow alpha sulking after him with a rather large plush dog bundled in his arms. Phainon almost was jealous towards it, almost, as his eyes met with narrowed golden. 

“I’m not dressed for a dinner reservation.” Mydei hissed at him, and Phainon couldn’t help but give a laugh, slowing slightly to fall side by side with Mydei while still holding onto his wrist tightly - thankful the alpha was allowing that much.

“Don’t worry about it! You look great.” Phainon sweetly told him, because well, the man did look stunning in everything - Phainon feared for his sanity if he stared for too long even, fingers soothingly rubbing a small circle into the free hand Mydei had given him.

Phainon almost felt nervous over the glare that earned him from Mydei, but the way the alpha still had one arm holding a plush white dog to his chest really diminished any attempts of seeming mad. Thus, Phainon could only smile widely as they walked. 

How could he be anything but happy?

Everything just felt so right when Mydei was around him - like it all finally clicked into place why he could never figure out love or manage to have close relationships like love with others.

It was as if Mydei was the missing puzzle piece that always itched and gnawed at his brain was missing. 

How was he supposed to ever want to let go of someone like that?

Easy. 

He wouldn’t, instead he only somewhat tightened his grip on the alpha still trailing after him silently - sulking with his arm leading the way. He’d do anything to make sure this man accepted him, he most assuredly wouldn’t mess this second chance up. 

Not for anything! 

He would make him happy this time!

“Phainon.” 

Phainon slowed his steps at that - only slightly aware of his pace speeding up in his jumbled thoughts - slowing to match Mydei’s once again to fall beside him.

“You still haven’t explained nearly enough.”

Phainon barked a laugh at that, savoring the blonde’s borderline scowl in the night air - it truly was baffling how perfect Mydei seemed no matter the situation. 

“Which question do you want me to answer first?” Phainon innocently inquired, eyes blinking upwards as the twilight sky slowly fell overhead - something was so romantic to him about walking almost hand in hand with Mydei through the night.

The path ahead only illuminated by the rising moon above, the street lights, and the passing cars. Rarely a still open business too that Phainon fought urges to glance through the windows into.

“Where are we going?” Mydei asked, a question that he had already asked before, so Phainon only looked at him with a teasing smile at his side, daring to scoot minisculely closer to him as they walked. 

“To dinner! Our reservation!” Phainon answered easily, swinging Mydei’s arm softly are they walked - still keeping a hold on his wrist firmly as he smiled at him almost smugly. 

Mydei didn’t return that smile, only narrowing his eyes yet not pausing his footsteps to keep up with Phainon’s path, still holding that plushie up against his body as they went.

“.. Where?” Was the resounding query Mydei posed, and Phainon could only look forward as he gave a quiet ‘hmm’ noise as if he needed to think about that one teasingly.

“At a cafe.” Phainon answered almost just as teasingly, almost able to sense the way Mydei slightly bristled over that - something that made Phainon feel somewhat nervous.

He didn’t want to upset the alpha, truly. He just wanted to keep it a secret! Just a bit longer..

“You are insufferable. Why do you have such a good aim?” Mydei hissed out, following his anger with a second question. Clearly, still stuck on the way Phainon had easily won that rigged water gun game 

Phainon shrugged his shoulders loosely.

“Lots of practice.” 

“For?”

Phainon didn’t miss the slight annoyance in Mydei’s growled out word, and he couldn’t help but move even a tad closer in their walks.

He hated to admit this - but Mydei smelled somehow more delicious when he was angry, a piece of him hated making him angry, hated upsetting him. But he smelled so good Phainon couldn’t help but tease him slightly to sniff at the thick air around him.

Mydei always smelled sweet to him, but it was never as strong as when he was annoyed.

He knew other alpha’s scents soured and rotted when angry - yet Mydei’s pheromones only became more intoxicating to him.

It was a dangerous game.

The only time Mydei’s scent ever smelled even slightly off apparently was when he was sad - a souring scent that made Phainon’s hair stand on end.

One that haunted Phainon’s nose, regretting deeply the fact he had ever smelled it in the first place and that he remembered it was due to them having sex on his rut.

But Phainon couldn’t dare think about that, only brushing himself into the alpha slightly to his side with his own arm before giving a laugh over his confusion with Phainon’s aim.

“For winning you a plushie later on in life, it seems!”

“Are you going to actually answer my questions, or just piss me off the more I ask?” Mydei asked him in a tone that was clearly teetering on anger, a tone that made Phainon blink and look at Mydei’s face instead of the street ahead. Only feeling his heart flutter pathetically over the way that blue gem on his ear gleamed under the streetlights. 

Phainon laughed at that view lightly, mainly due to how cute Mydei looked growling at Phainon while holding an oversized white dog plushie. As if he was even able to be threatening with that and not charming.. Phainon found that idea laughable!

“Sorry, sorry! Honestly, I used to be really good at basketball and that’s kind of like aiming a gun, isn’t it?” Phainon said with a genuine smile, hoping to calm the angered alpha who only stared right back at him with an expression of utter confusion - or maybe even shock. 

Phainon couldn’t decipher it.

“.. No?” That simple word from Mydei made Phainon’s eyebrows shoot up to his hairline in shock.

Honestly, he thought it did translate over pretty well!

“Oh.. Sheer luck, maybe?” Phainon offered with a lop-sided smile, only watching at Mydei full on scowled at him before sighing deeply visibly - as if he had suddenly come to the realization that the topic wasn’t worth his annoyance. 

“You’re truly insufferable.” Mydei mumbled out with a lazy and slow shake of his head before continuing on; “There’s no way it’s just luck.”

Phainon couldn’t stop the laugh that bubbled up and escaped his throat, because honestly that was the only practice he had. “I told you! My only practice was basketball!”

Mydei scoffed at that, a noise that made Phainon blink to look at him, staring at the way he was smirking even if he sounded annoyed.

Only praying that his heart would stop beating so painfully loudly over seeing Mydei’s lips slightly upturned.

“Okay. Why did that worker at the ferris wheel know you?” Mydei inquired with a huffing noise, one that made Phainon arch a brow slowly before shrugging his shoulders.

“Oh! Yeah, that.. I went to the fair earlier this week and begged them.”

That one was easy.

He had gone there very shamefully, bought an entry ticket. And begged. 

“.. What?” Mydei said a voice in such an egregious tone that Phainon couldn’t stop the chuckle that left his lips as he focused forward again, still rubbing a small circle into Mydei’s wrist slowly. 

“Yeah. I said there was this pretty alpha I wanted to impress.” Phainon only somewhat teased, giving a small huff of a laugh at the memory.

“.. You can’t be serious.” Mydei said in a very, very disbelieving tone, one that made Phainon only laugh once more.

“Oh, but I completely am! They were so amused by the way I said you were a fellow alpha, that they said they’d allow it if I warned them beforehand.”

The memory of it really was rather humorous and maybe embarrassing. Phainon found he usually had no shame with Mydei involved and just wanted to make him happy, so that part was debatable.

The humorous part easily was the way no worker fully believed him and gave him looks of ‘oh, we’ll see about this ‘alpha’ you want to impress’. Meanwhile the entire time with Mydei at the fair he could visibly see them staring Mydei up and down, most likely baffled by the man’s build and the fact they were clearly there together.

They most likely wouldn’t have believed Phainon if he said Mydei was very gentle and tender due to his well built appearance alone..

“I got there before you.” Mydei pointed out roughly, seemingly unconvinced of his story, but Phainon only laughed lightly at that.

“Yep! I warned them earlier that day, left to change and get ready - which mainly meant Aglaea scolding my choices. And then you beat me there!” Phainon leaned into him slightly, just enough to sate himself more than anything as he sniffed the air lightly - savoring the fact this alpha was back in his life. 

“Huh..” Mydei mumbled out quietly, and Phainon almost worried he was aware of Phainon’s pathetic attempts to be closer to him.

Instead, Phainon only swiftly continued the conversation as he leaned away again slightly - eyes never truly leaving those blonde locks out of the corner of his peripheral vision; “So, a lot of the workers were watching to see if you actually were an alpha.”

“And the verdict?” Mydei asked innocently, a question that made Phainon swallow down another laugh - he couldn’t keep laughing at the poor confused alpha, not when he was allowing Phainon to touch him.

“We got stuck on the ferris wheel, didn’t we?” Phainon teased lightly, only smiling at his eyes flickered the falling sky, truly settling into the nighttime.

“Hm.”

They fell into a silence at that, not a very long one however as Phainon directed Mydei into taking a specific turn - one that instantly made Mydei make a quiet snorting noise. One of a man who was solving Phainon’s silly secret date idea.

“.. Phainon.”

“Yes, Mydei?” Phainon could only blink wide, fakely innocent eyes at Mydei, giving him a small smile. His goose was cooked, surely. 

“Are you taking me to Aglaea’s cafe?” Mydei hissed out the realization he had come to and.. Well.

Phainon’s goose was completely cooked.. 

Leave it to the beautiful alpha he wanted to make into his boyfriend to spoil the surprise.. Not to say he didn’t expect him to puzzle it out quickly, or anything. He completely did.

“Yep! I have a reservation!” Phainon instead happily told him, snapping his head forward to focus on the path and not at the alpha borderline leering at him over those words. 

Mydei’s eyes were stunning - they sometimes caught the light and glittered with golden flakes, breathtaking in every sense of the word. They also were akin to a cat’s that narrowed and tore a hole into Phainon’s facades he tried to display easily. He didn’t dare look at the way they were glaring at him now!

Mydei was silent for a few brief seconds before sighing rather loudly and dramatically; “.. It didn’t used to stay open this late, did it?”

“Nope. Still normally it doesn't.” Phainon agreed with a small laugh, still swaying Mydei’s arm loosely - more than over the moon that the alpha was still allowing him to do this.

Though, considering Mydei didn’t deny he had lied about his injury, Phainon shouldn’t be too shocked. 

He’d have to find a way to ask about that.

Eventually.

“.. Huh?” Mydei’s tone was clearly aghast, so much so that Phainon’s head snapped to look at him curiously, not at all shocked when Mydei was staring right back at him - obviously baffled.

“I asked for a favor and they were all very willing to help.”

Mydei was silent for a few moments 

“You’re all demons.” Mydei mumbled out rather quietly, making Phainon laugh lightly before bumping into him with his own shoulder playfully.

“Awe, c’mon Mydei! The cats miss you.” Phainon told him sweetly, beaming as the blonde shot him a testing glare - one with no bark behind it as Phainon couldn’t ignore that plushie still carried under his arm lazily.

Mydei sighed out loudly; “Is that the excuse you’re picking?”

“Yep!”

Mydei was silent for a moment with Phainon’s sheer joy, seeming to crease his brows as he considered something to himself before giving a small bark of a laugh - almost seeming way too amused about whatever he thought of.

“Interesting. How much did you pay for this experience?” Mydei asked and that question made Phainon whistle rather innocently before driving his eyes to Mydei’s hand, staring at the way it was so limply allowing Phainon to hold onto his wrist.

A piece of his desperately wanted to drift his hand lower - to weave their hands perfectly together.

Would Mydei allow that..?

Phainon flicked his eyes back to Mydei to offer a wide smile; “Not a dime!” 

Mydei looked away at that, focusing forward with a quiet ‘tch’ leaving his mouth.

“Wow. I’m sure Aglaea’s investors wouldn’t like to hear that.” Mydei sounded almost amused by it however, completely betraying his own words that seemed as if they were scolding Aglaea’s choice to let them have a silly dinner reservation here. 

Aglaea’s investors.

Phainon was aware she had to get investors to be able to open up this dog and cat cafe due to not having enough funds herself, but..

“Oh, didn’t you know?” Phainon teased, only smiling a bit wider as Mydei’s eyes returned to him - a brow arching upwards.

“Hmm?”

“Most of the business was funded by one person who kept their name anonymous and donates monthly, it’s really sweet.” 

Phainon explained with a shrug of his shoulders, still smiling as he chanced a glance at a passing car - he had made their reservation at nine thirty, so he really didn’t mind the nice leisurely stroll with Mydei.

“Wow.” Mydei said in a very lackluster tone, one that bordered on quite plainly not having any interest in the topic but Phainon only laughed over that reaction lightly.

“Mhm. So no! They don’t mind doing this for us.”

“I see.” Mydei grumbled out rather quietly, allowing the silent air to drift between them again as they made their way through the quiet streets.

But there was still something that had always bothered Phainon about Mydei.

It only bothered him more and more when he looked at Mydei - when he thought about the personality Mydei had.

“Have you gone on a lot of dates before, Mydei?” Phainon asked in a voice that he hoped was friendly and sweet, prayed that he didn’t give any signs that if he said ‘yes, i’ve been on hundreds’ Phainon would be jealous as all hell. 

“In general? Not really.”

Those words were so very confusing to Phainon. He was almost sure Mydei had claimed such a thing before - but the fact Mydei was single had always been beyond a befuddling thing to him.

Wasn’t he borderline perfect?

Phainon couldn’t help but look at him, taking in how fluffy his hair looked, soft and well maintained. His facial expression wasn’t scowling currently, he almost looked amused or happy, it was light in its nature and almost gentle seeming.

Phainon didn’t even dare consider looking Mydei’s body up and down - he didn’t need to even stop to think about him naked again.

He had done that enough in his head ever since Mydei had intercourse with him during his rut.

“Really? Kind of shocking.. Mr. Beautiful Cooking Alpha doesn’t have a thousand suitors for me to fight off?”

“Not at all. I’m a loner.” Mydei dryly said, giving a deep sigh as he spoke, and Phainon had the creeping feeling his words were like sandpaper to Mydei’s ears on this topic.

Not that Phainon would relent on the matter, however, instead only giving a small simper smile as he continued swinging the man’s arm happily.

“Why is that?” Phainon prodded forward, though his heart was light and airy with the news.

Not that he overly enjoyed the idea of Mydei being lonely or anything of that nature, but because of that deep rooted fear that Mydei could easily replace him.

Easily shut him out again if he decided he truly wanted an omega or beta to submit to him.

“You’re asking this as if you’re not clearly overjoyed by hearing this.” 

Phainon’s feet almost tripped over themselves at Mydei’s hissed out words, making him cough slightly to clear his throat under the piercing vibrant gaze of the man staring him down.

Phainon felt his nerves shoot up over that, aware of the small cold sweat creeping into his veins as he forced out a small sheepish laugh; “Haha.. You can tell?”

Mydei only scoffed at that reaction, one that made Phainon vividly aware that Mydei had noticed his slight tripping - probably because he was still holding onto Mydei’s wrist like a lifeline but he didn’t want to consider that.

“I’m slowly learning your weird scent changes, even if they’re not what I’m used to.” Mydei mumbled out, seemingly wholly unimpressed but that only did traitorous things to Phainon’s heart very easily.

Weeks of not seeing Mydei.. And he still remembered how his scent changes with his emotions?

Maybe it was due to the fact Mydei apparently didn’t hang out around other alphas so Phainon’s pheromones stuck out in his memories but.. Phainon couldn’t help but perk up over the way it still meant he had successfully carved even the smallest place for himself in Mydei’s mind.

“Ah…” Phainon softly said, slowly nodding to himself more than anything. “I still want to know, though!”

Mydei was silent for a few moments, as if he had to actually consider that question and something about that was baffling to Phainon.

Mainly due to the fact that Phainon couldn’t wrap his head around anyone not being interested romantically in Mydei. 

He had seen how people looked at him already before, they clearly were infatuated with him by looks alone - let alone his skills as a cook and gentle personality as an alpha. 

In Phainon’s books, the man was the ideal picture of a mate. 

Had he already said that already?

“I’ve just always preferred a book or two over seeking out romance, is that so bad?” Mydei mumbled out in an odd tone, not one that was angry or annoyed anymore - more tired than anything. 

“No! Your hobbies are cute!” Phainon immediately told him, moving to bump into him again slightly playfully, almost choking on his own words after the way he could feel Mydei tense up with the movement.

Or, maybe it was his adjective choice. 

“.. Cute?” Mydei echoed very softly, as if he couldn’t understand that terminology being used for him at all and Phainon desperately wished he could take hold of the alpha’s shoulders and shake him loosely. 

“They’re very..” Phainon trailed off, instead swallowing the next words that would be comparing him to a loving omega to tug Mydei slightly; “We’re here! Ready for your shift?”

Mydei scoffed at him, slowly rolling those dazzling gold flaked eyes as Phainon dragged him inside.

“It’s unlocked, but it doesn’t look open, Phainon.” Mydei mumbled as they approached the entryway both of them knew very well - the inside was pitch black and empty. Clearly, not looking for business. And Phainon could only huff out a laugh as he slowly and rather painfully released his hand from Mydei’s wrist to open the doors for Mydei politely.

And to fish out his phone for a flashlight. 

If Mydei walked into a wall or the front desk and hurt himself, Phainon might actually fall to the floor and die. He wasn’t quite sure if his heart could handle Mydei actually getting hurt.

His rational brain said Mydei wasn’t walking nearly fast enough to get hurt walking into something - but his illogical brain and maybe his inner alpha desperately wanted to cradle and protect that man from anything.

Even if that was inanimate objects that didn’t actually fight back.

“Well of course not. We’re the only customers, anyway.” Phainon told him lightly as he shined his phone ahead, eyes only watching the back of Mydei’s head as he walked past him - savoring the way he could still see that earring dangling from his ear.

The earring Phainon had gifted him.

The fact he actually wore it hadn’t helped Phainon’s sanity at all regarding the man. It was as if Mydei was trying to reach out for him, but was too nervous or timid to do such a thing.

Phainon couldn’t help but wonder if that was due to Phainon being cursed to be a fellow alpha, or the fact Mydei seemed incredibly.. Lonely?

In a way, maybe he wanted to be, but something about it gnawed into Phainon’s veins every time he looked at the man and tried to reason why someone like him would be so standoffish and adverse to socializing apparently. 

“.. I see.” Mydei mumbled out, and Phainon had to force himself to grin at him as he discarded his thoughts, saving the way Mydei’s scent was more enclosed again. Trapped in the confines of a building where it could seep into everything and bleed into Phainon’s mind to make him delirious.

“This way, into the back, I’m sure you’re unaware of how to get there.” Phainon told him teasingly, moving to the front of him to guide with the phone and keenly aware of the huff of a scoff Mydei gave in reply. 

The answer was obvious anyway - the backroom had dimmer lighting, but with the front dog lights being shut off and the dogs put away, the light underneath the crack of the door was extremely noticeable. 

As Phainon opened the door gently, nothing could have prepared him for the ball of life that greeted them.

“Hello! I’m Hyacine, your waitress for this evening!” 

Phainon almost shut the door at that - almost.

He had not been expecting her to just be waiting by the doorway beaming at him, not in a million years. 

Nor did he expect the way Mydei creeped up rather insanely closely to him, peering over his shoulder to blink at their waitress. 

“.. Hyacine?” Mydei’s voice came out hotly - much too close to Phainon’s own ears, he couldn’t help but tense up over it, and slightly over the way Hyacine only beamed even more as Mydei’s face came into view for her.

“Nice to see you again, Mr. Mydeimos!” Those words made Phainon jerk back slightly, not very much due to the fact Mydei was boxing him into the next room, but enough to lightly hit his chest. 

Phainon quickly stepped inside more, eyes scanning the very sleepy cats littering the room before giving a small nervous laugh as his eyes returned to Mydei and Hyacine, glancing between them both.

“You two.. Know each other? I was going to introduce you to her since she started working here after you but..”

Hyacine had seemed very interested in helping with Mydei, he had assumed it was due to the fact he was trying to romance an alpha like how the fair workers were amused.. But the fact they knew each other made Phainon almost feel unsettled as he stared at the omega.

Blinking as she only smiled at him before disregarding him to look at Mydei - an action that made Phainon shuffle his weight between his feet slowly.

“I’ve known Mr. Mydeimos for a long time, actually! Speaking of.. Since when do you prefer dogs?” Hyacine spoke lightly, still smiling as she stared down Mydei.

An action that made Phainon drift his eyes back and forth between them.

A long time?

Phainon inched closer to Mydei at that, suddenly regretting his choices. Was he an idiot?

If he feared Mydei replacing him, why did he take Mydei to somewhere that an omega had agreed to work overtime for them?

An omega that knew Mydei and had mentioned nothing about it..?

What.. Was their history?

“Huh?” Mydei innocently asked, blinking slowly over her question - though seemingly not aware of Phainon’s inner growing turmoil boiling inside of him. 

Or he was just too focused on getting a whiff of the omega he had a history of.

That thought alone made Phainon move closer again, slowly, painfully, desperately wishing he had juggled everything more to keep his hand on Mydei’s wrist.

“The plushie you’re holding?” Hyacine asked with a small laugh, and Phainon tried to will himself to calm down, to be normal.

Mydei’s scent hadn’t changed.

It was the same as always, so he clearly wasn’t trying to sway her or make her interested in him.

Phainon just had to.. Be normal and everything would be fine.

He had to be normal.

“Oh. They’ve grown on me recently.” Mydei answered easily with a scoff, something Phainon wide-eyed blink at him before looking at Hyacine again.

“Recently?” Hyacine’s eyes slowly moved to Phainon, giving him a glance over up and down thoroughly once.. Twice.. Before slowly nodding as she looked back at the plushie in Mydei’s arms. “I see!”

“Follow me to your table, gentlemen.” Hyacine cheerfully added on, quickly turning before making her way smoothly to the lone table that really anyone could have assumed was their table. 

It was the only one actually prepared with a cheesy candle in the middle even though the lights were on in the backroom currently.

Phainon only leaned in dreadfully close to Mydei as they walked however, desperately curious as he spoke in a hushed tone, like he needed to whisper around Hyacine suddenly; “Why are you a ‘Mr.’ to her?”

“She’s just polite.” Mydei replied dryly, his voice not lowering in volume to match Phainon’s at all, and Phainon found himself choking over that as Hyacine merely ignored them completely.

“Here’s your table boys, and your menus. Since I know you’re both unaware of them!” Hyacine spoke sweetly as they finally reached this table, and Phainon could only watch as Mydei seemed to take a moment to look for something before sitting down at the small circular table meant for two.

Phainon found himself raising a brow as Mydei only repeated it as plopped his plushie into his lap slowly, still seeming to be searching around.

“I’ll be right back to take your orders, I need to check with Cipher in the kitchen!” Hyacine told them happily, and Phainon was almost glad as she quickly skipped away without much of a second glance to Mydei.

Mydei seemed wholly busy, anyway.

“Are you.. Looking for something?” Phainon asked before slightly copying, eyes on scanning a few very lazy and sleepy cats. Clearly they were set on their schedules of snoozing the night away - only a few seemed interested in the late night guests.

And ‘interested’ in cat terms meant two sniffs and then slowly moving away to stare at them - like it was their fault the cat was too far away to be petted and not the cat’s choice to sit that far away.

“The calico.”

Those words made Phainon blink slowly - trying to understand what a ‘calico’ was again before he gave a nod. 

“.. A cat?”

“I quite liked her.” Phainon jerked back slightly, feeling his mouth be parched over that so very easily. Mydei liked that cat, and.. Phainon didn’t have an answer for him as those golden eyes swept the room in silent search.

“Oh.. I’m.. Not quite sure where she is.”

Phainon was stuck quietly cursing himself for this - he took care of most of the animal documentation, how could he have forgotten what may have happened to Mydei’s favorite? 

He might actually die out of shame, but he could do nothing now but ponder over it and try to recall. He didn’t.. Think any cats had been adopted lately? 

“I know. You take care of the dogs in the front. I’ll ask Hyacine later.”

Phainon only found himself gritting his teeth due to that - he would assuredly apologize to Hyacine later out of guilt with these feelings of jealousy towards her but.. 

“How do you and Hyacine know each other?” Phainon asked with a gentle smile, watching those golden eyes return to holding eye contact with Phainon.

If Mydei was aware of how bothered Phainon was over this, he gave no signs. Only stared at him for a few moments before shrugging his shoulders lightly, a hand lazily patting the top of his plushie dog’s head softly.

“I do a lot of baking.” Mydei answered with a shrug, huffing out a sigh as his eyes scanned around once again, clearly looking for a cat to pet.

Phainon couldn’t help but knit his brows over that, narrowing his eyes slightly;  “.. For her too?”

Mydei’s eyes snapped back to him at that, seeming extremely confused as he raised a brow in his obvious befuddlement over that word choice; “Huh?”

Phainon choked slightly, waving a hand dismissively before placing his elbow on the table to prop his head up - hoping and praying he was being casual enough to put Mydei at ease.

His scent hadn’t changed, still as sweet and delicious as ever, so Phainon couldn’t really say if Mydei was aware of Phainon’s jealousy.

He could only pray his own pheromones were being normal.. Considering Mydei had said he could tell the difference between them now.

“Sorry, you just.. Serve food to her too?” Phainon tried to correct himself, giving a sheepish little laugh as he decided to copy Mydei. Anything but staring into those fierce eyes that seemed to peer right into the depths of his soul with little effort.

“When she bought it..? Yes?” Mydei sounded wholly unimpressed, like he wasn’t even quite sure why Phainon was so stuck on this topic. 

Or perhaps because he knew exactly why Phainon was stuck on the topic.

Phainon nodded at that correct slowly, painfully slow; “Right. Buying it from you.”

“Phainon.”

Phainon stiffened at that - at that sharp scolding tone Mydei had dropped into. 

He slowly moved his eyes back to meet narrowed golden ones that seemed to be borderline glaring at him. 

“Yes, My-”

“Don’t worry about her, okay?” Mydei cut him off, adding a sigh at the end as he moved to cross his arms over his chest - trapping the poor dog stuffed animal between his legs and the table. Phainon was not ashamed to say he wished he was that stuffed animal, either! 

“I’m not!” Phainon tried to reassure him with a forced laugh - of course he was worried. 

How could he not be?

They weren’t official, and Mydei was an alpha, of course a beta or omega was more enticing to him than Phainon possibly was.

“Don’t lie. I’m only interested in you, so calm down.”

Phainon however, hadn’t been expecting such a thing - hadn’t considered Mydei would reaffirm him or say something that.. Honest?

He could only languidly blink a few times at the alpha who now looked away again - clearly growing flustered with Phainon’s silence as a red hue dipped into view on his cheeks. 

Red really was the color that suited Mydei - Phainon would admit that, but that blue earring also drove him insane every time his eyes glanced over it.

“You’re.. Interested in me?” Phainon asked quietly, meekly and immediately feeling like he was a toddler asking if someone ‘like liked’ him.

“Be quiet. I said you could try to court me, you think there’s not some level of mutual interest there?” Mydei hissed out his words, but the way his lips were upturned at the corners and his eyes were twinkling wasn’t lost on Phainon. Nor was the way Mydei gave him a small huffing noise, one direly close to a laugh.

Phainon was gobsmacked by that.

By the news, and just how painfully gorgeous Mydei was.

“.. You’re making me flustered.” Phainon mumbled out weakly as he felt his face burn under the gaze of those gold flaked eyes searing into his skin. 

Mydei barked out a small laugh, shaking his head before speaking in a rather monotonous way; “Good. Try to keep your head focused, will you?”

“Haha.. As you say, Mydei..” 

They fell into a silence at that, but only for a few moments before Mydei leaned back slightly - tilting his head to the side as he seemed to be considering something. Something Phainon was not privy to! Thus, he only offered a lop-sided smile to the subject of all his affections. 

“Who is Cipher?”

That question made Phainon blink out of his thoughts, granted, most of his thoughts were about Mydei anyway but he really had forgotten Cipher was even brought up. At all.

“Oh. An alpha that works in the cat area.” Phainon explained slowly, giving a small laugh; “To replace you, I guess.”

“Not to say she’s better at cooking! Just.. We needed the extra hands!” He quickly added on with a small cough to clear his throat, watching as Mydei arched a brow but remained rather stoic otherwise towards his words.

“An alpha huh?” Mydei’s voice was dry, but in a way that Phainon knew he was somewhat teasing as he gave a small hum. “You sure I’m not the one that should be worried over you swooning with her scent?”

“I only have eyes for you!” Phainon innocently said, knowing fully well Mydei was kidding but, he had to be honest!

Only Mydei stared at him for a few, very silent, seconds that made Phainon almost sweat at how prolonged it felt. At how long it seemed to drag over those words.

“.. Oh.” 

Oh.

Oh was the elegant reply from the alpha that had won all of his affections. A word so simple in its nature and was a clear attempt to hide how easily flustered Mydei was.

How red his face was growing was the only clue Phainon had about his true feelings on the matter, unable to tear his blue eyes away as he watched him only grow into more of a blush as time passed.

Phainon had to force himself to reply, force himself to stop Mydei’s spiral into shame.

“Don’t just say oh.. You can’t just hit on me and not expect me to fire back at you.” Phainon opted to tease, only startling slightly over the way Hyacine seemed to appear beside their table slightly - a happy smile on her lips like always as her eyes danced between them both.

“Are we ready to order, fellas?” She spoke in that same sing-song tone that made Phainon give a smile to her - he felt extremely guilty now for his earlier feelings. Even if he couldn’t bite down his worries or dread towards Mydei’s desires one day.

But for now, he could try to delude himself and bury that. For all their sakes.

“I want to order a parfait!” Phainon beamed as he spoke, trying his best to ignore the way Mydei had immediately pulled his face into a borderline scowl.

“.. It’s way past dinner time, you know that right?” Mydei said in a tone that was very clearly a scolding one, but Phainon couldn’t help the chuckle that left his lips over it. Leave it to the person who loves baking and cooking to care about his daily meals.

That thought alone, however, was incredibly endearing and Phainon feared reading into it too much.

“That’s why I’m skipping to dessert, my dear Mydeimos!” Phainon told him, wagging a finger as if he were scolding the man right back - trying to disregard his feelings of warmth towards Mydei caring about his diet sweetly.

Mydei only slowly tilted his head at that, his tone dropping so very low and quiet as his voice became a ghost of his normal self; “.. My dear?”

Phainon blinked at that, staring into golden eyes with a blank expression before slowly feeling his body heat up.

He had called him that without meaning to.

Really.

It had just slipped out!

Surely, that was a fine thing to call an alpha you already had sex with and a messy weird break up, right?

Right?!

“And you for, Mr. Mydeimos?” Hyacine only continued, and that made Phainon breathe in deeply, opting to look out the window that really had a view of nothing with how dark it was outside but - at least it wasn’t those vibrant orange glowing eyes staring him down still.

A silence fell - one that Phainon knew he would have to apologize for to Hyacine later as he still remained staring at nothing - trying his best not to look at that stunning man across from him.

“Ah.. Surprise me with a sandwich.. Chef’s choice.” Mydei finally said as he moved his eyes away after a long time, instead focusing on the omega and for once. Phainon found himself remarkably okay with that! He was spared for now!

“That’s tuna.” Hyacine without missing a single beat and that made both Phainon and Mydei just stare her down - something that made her turn her head quickly between the two of them.

Only Phainon was the one to speak the question Mydei hadn’t yet; “Huh?”

“Chef’s choice is probably tuna!” Hyacine with a slow deliberate nod, as if to confirm something before looking over her shoulder over to where the kitchen was.

Where the woman insisting people eat more tuna was, apparently.

“That’s.. Fine I guess?” Mydei slowly rumbled out, sounding more and more unsure with every word, as if it were a trap laid for him until this very moment and well..

Phainon couldn’t really blame him for that one. 

Hyacine swayed lightly, giving a small laugh as she tucked her hands behind her back politely, still looking between both of them curiously. “Alright! But you both skipped drinks..”

“Water.” Mydei flatly said when that was pointed out, and that made Phainon hum out his own reply.

“Also water but with a lemon wedge, it’s important.”

Phainon opted to ignore the way Mydei shot him a look, one that Phainon couldn’t decipher anyway but Hyacine only politely nodded before shooting them both smiles.

“Alright! I’ll be back soon!” Her words were said so happily before she twirled to skip away rather merrily, an action that Phainon found himself watching with wide-eyes. 

Honestly.

He thought himself a rather happy person, but with how kind and soothing Hyacine’s personality was, he was for sure being beaten.

Regardless, thinking more about Mydei and her knowing each other.. 

“I’m curious now,” Phainon asked with a small grin dancing on his lips playfully,  “Do you just charge enough for baking to survive? Is that why you’re fine being jobless for so long?”

Mydei was silent for a moment, and Phainon couldn’t help but watch the way he was idly petting the dog plushie in his lap slowly before he tilted his head to the side. An action that made Phainon much more flustered than he cared to admit as those blonde hairs fluttered about the frame of his face delicately and a smile on his lips.

“.. Are you that worried about my savings?” Mydei inquired in a very soft tone, as if he found it endearing that Phainon could care about such a thing.

But wouldn’t anyone?! Phainon himself was basically homeless currently, he didn’t wish that on Mydei too..

“Well.. Yes, but also you said you never charged anyone much..” Phainon pointed out slowly with a small huff of a laugh, eyes flickering on the candle between them. Honestly, he had half the mind to put it out because they never normally had candles out. Why would they?

It was a cat and dog cafe.. That just sounded like doom.

Mydei would never forget him if a cat signed its whiskers off on their first date.

“That’s true.” Mydei mumbled, as if he was confirming Phainon’s fear and not the whole ‘not charging for baking’ thus, Phainon acted on his impulse and blew it out. Ignoring the slow blinks Mydei gave him over such an action.

Mydei made just enough to survive.. Phainon was crashing at Aglaea’s.. The answer was obvious, wasn’t it?

“Let’s move in together.”

The immediate look of complete bafflement from Mydei told him; No, that was actually not the right answer. Mydei looked as if Phainon had just tried to mug him, his hand no longer idly patting at the stuffed dog to instead raise his entire facial expression in a slow twist of egregious shock.

“.. Pardon?”

Phainon had to watch a hand dismissively - horribly quick and bordering on defeat over his reaction. 

“It would help you save money until you find a job you like! And I’m still at Aglaea’s..” Phainon trailed off as he added the last part, pausing to clear his throat nervously because it sure did feel hot in here now that Mydei was only squarely staring him down.

“.. I see.” Was the thrilling answer from Mydei that did nothing to help settle Phainon’s nerves.

Though Phainon was pretty sure he had already said something along these lines at least once, Mydei couldn’t be that shocked over it in his defense!

Even if Mydei assumes he wasn’t in his ‘right mind’, Phainon most certainly was!

“I was just throwing it out there! No pressure, of course.” Phainon started with a light laugh, moving to lean back slightly before coughing yet again to add onto his thought process; “I mean, technically this is our first date.. Again too.”

“So it’s for sure super weird of me to say that regardless, or whatever.” Phainon only continued on painfully, vividly aware of the dead silence Mydei was taking up. Not uttering a single word as Phainon droned on and on.

“But like, you know, for your sake, and a roommate to help pay the bills is always nice, right?” Phainon laughed with a wave of his hand, praying that he at least had sold it as not wanting to be an insanely creepy reason and he truly was just thinking of the optics here!

Mydei being the only person he had ever been attracted to and wanted to date was only a bonus! He swears!

“What if this relationship falls through and you’re stuck around me?”

Phainon felt himself almost wince when those words left Mydei’s mouth, the way he physically jolted back slightly over that being the issue Mydei had come up with. 

It was.. Absolutely not what Phainon was expecting the alpha to say?

Phainon couldn’t even  think of a reply - instead falling into a silence as he knitted his brows and instead attempted to meticulously study Mydei’s rather eerily stoic face.

“I think it’s a worse idea for you.” Mydei said with a lazy shrug, as if he was saying the simplest thing in the world and well.

Phainon was failing to understand the logic or reasoning behind such a line of thought.

“.. Huh?” Phainon asked very and painfully slowly, trying to even comprehend if he was hearing Mydei right.

Getting stuck around Mydei sounded like a dream come true, but Mydei’s tone definitely had said that with a negative connotation attached to it. 

Bizarre. 

“You..” Mydei trailed off slowly, giving a slow huff of laughter before giving a small smile at Phainon, one that only confused him more. “People just get tired of me, Phainon.”

Phainon was just even more stunned into silence by those choice of words.

That wasn’t quite.. Something he had considered even possible for himself. Especially not when he even thought about the days he spent shut out and away from Mydei by force - if anything, something in him had withered up and died slowly with each passing day not around the alpha.

That strange small smile on Mydei’s lips bothered him - it irked Phainon into readjusting himself, creasing his brows slowly in thought.

“Tired of you?” Phainon only hoped his words got his confusion and utter bafflement across, because getting tired of Mydei was truly the last thing he had ever considered. If anything, he assumed the opposite would happen where he would grow absolutely addicted to him.

Not.. Get tired of his presence? 

Mydei only shrugged and lazily waved a hand, as if he was trying to wave the topic away easily before he dryly spoke again.

“Don’t worry about it. Moving in with people you barely know is just something you should think deeply about.” Golden eyes only wandered as he spoke, clearly not keen on staring down Phainon’s absolutely stunned expression.

Did.. Mydei have confidence issues?

Phainon really didn’t quite understand it. Nor did he agree with trying to move the conversation away from that weird choice of words Mydei had used to bring up issues to Phainon.

“I’m just.. Baffled that your first worry was of me getting tired of you?” Phainon mumbled out a bit softly, still not desiring to move on from that line of thought.

Mydei only huffed out a small laugh; “You can’t just immediately jump to moving in together so quickly.”

That alone made Phainon narrow his eyes at the man who was clearly avoiding eye contact now - almost as if looking at Phainon made him uncomfortable.

“You’re not really addressing my concern here..” Phainon told him rather sternly, and that made the fellow alpha slowly drag his eyes back onto Phainon - hand idly patting at the stuffed dog again as if it were a nervous habit.

“It doesn’t matter. I’m more focused on your idea of moving in together.” Mydei shot back, and something about his tone made Phainon sigh - somewhat coming to terms that the alpha had no intentions of discussing his earlier statement.

Mydei only continued at that sigh, narrowing his eyes slowly; “You really think splitting bills would help me that much?”

Phainon couldn’t help it; however, he was still wholly focused on the way Mydei was obviously trying to avoid it. 

“.. I don’t like the fact you’re trying to dodge talking about that.” Phainon confessed with a small frown, and Mydei said nothing at all. Only pulling his entire face into a deep scowl as he stared right back at Phainon silently.

Phainon really did hate how easily he folded for this man - hated it and enjoyed it.

It was refreshing to desire someone’s company romantically, but he also seemed like a closed off individual..

That’s alright! 

Phainon had all the time in the world for Mydei!

“Fine, I’ll play your game and move on!” Phainon said, pressing out a small laugh, praying that it was enough to sate the growing anger that was seeping from Mydei;  “People of the same secondary gender are roommates all the time for the same reason, what’s wrong with that?”

Mydei didn’t miss a beat however, only slowly shaking his head over that question. 

“You know exactly why it’s a bad idea for us.” He dryly said, looking away again and well. Phainon certainly did know.

“We could make it work..” Phainon retorted rather weakly, his voice failing him at the end. He fully knew he was the issue here in that equation, not Mydei. 

Mydei would be normal, that was certain. 

But Phainon?

Would he be able to keep his hands to himself when everything smelled of Mydei constantly?

He didn’t even know and he was the one that brought up living together! Twice now!

Maybe more, he wasn’t even sure himself or keeping a counter!

“We haven’t talked for almost two weeks really and you want to move in together? After I shut you out?” Mydei said with a light laugh, one that almost felt painful against Phainon’s ears as if the man was actually trying to shut the idea down but well..

Phainon only laughed genuinely, waving a hand slowly under that watched golden gaze tracking his every move.

“If we live together, you can’t shut me out!” Phainon teased with a small grin, something that he watched easily and visibly disarm Mydei who blinked at him quickly, acting as if he didn’t understand those words.

“That..”

“We would have to talk it out instead, wouldn’t we?” Phainon only continued with his grin growing slightly, leaning onto the table slightly with a low ‘hmm?’ leaving his throat.

Mydei stared at him silently.

And Phainon didn’t dare break that silence, only staring right back - determined to keep the alpha’s gaze held if he was so determined to stare at him.

“Alright.” 

Phainon blinked at that word. At the way Mydei spoke it and turned his head slowly away and broke eye contact.

He blinked.

Really hard.

“.. Alright?” Phainon echoed out, not really sure what on earth Mydei was on about with that word. Was he.. Angry that Phainon kept teasing him or bringing it up?

The mere thought of that made Phainon sniff at the air, trying to see if he had missed any slight changes with Mydei’s scent and well.. He found nothing confusedly.

“Let’s look at apartments together.” Mydei added dryly before giving a start of a smile - as if he was obviously amused by something but Phainon couldn’t name it.

Probably because Phainon felt like he had just been hit over the head with a really heavy rock.

Phainon was dead silent, only able to hear the heartbeat in his ears as he stared at those golden eyes. Mydei’s expression had fully relaxed as he leaned into his chair more, just staring right back at Phainon.

Waiting.

“Seriously?” Was Phainon’s really great reply, one that was hoarse - voice almost cracking as the word fell out of his mouth.

“Are you already regret-”

Phainon was quick to interrupt that, only leaning closer across the table, very glad he blew out that damn candle now; “No! Don’t finish whatever your demonic mouth was about to say!” 

He paused, staring at the way Mydei didn’t seem any less amused - like he had completely expected Phainon to interrupt him in a rush. Like he was winning some sort of argument that Phainon was not aware they were even having.

“I’m just shocked you’d go for it.” Phainon continued with a small sigh as he leaned back - willing himself to try to be normal. 

Mydei only smirked, a hand gently patting at his stuffed animal.“I do hate my apartment, after all.”

“Yeah.. But..”

“And bills are so rough. Now that I’m jobless.” Mydei said with a long, almost dreamy sigh tumbling out of his lips - almost in a tone that sounded like he was faking being distressed about it. There was no true woe in his words and well..

Phainon couldn’t say he wasn’t willing to be Mydei’s sugar daddy regardless, so even if he was jobless and just baked for his keep - Phainon didn’t mind!

He still technically worked! And doing your hobby as a job sounded wonderful!

“You sound like you’re joking..” Phainon told him despite his thoughts, giving a small laugh as he did so - though he didn’t miss the glint in Mydei’s eyes. 

“Do I? Strange.” Mydei started, moving to cross his arms over his chest with a loose shrugging motion as he did so. “Maybe I secretly have some really good investments. Who knows?”

“Mr. Mydeimos, do you want me to move your stuffed animal?” 

That voice made both of them jump slightly, and Phainon was horrible embarrassed he didn’t see Hyacine approaching considering she came from behind Mydei.. But in his defense!

Mydei smiling and smirking was really, really distracting!

“Oh..” Mydei gave no more signs of his shock, instead slowly picking up the dog to stare at it for a moment, blinking before looking at Hyacine almost uncertainly.

“I’ll do it for you!” Phainon said extremely quickly, hopping out of his chair without much of a second thought to take it instead from him and turning away. It would be easy to place it on one of the many shelves cats lay on since Mydei surely doesn’t mind the hair and no other customers were here.

But furthermore, with his back turned he did take a chance to rub his scent on it - just a little!

As a treat..

“But, Phainon, you’re off-shift I-”

“Too late! Your hands are full!” Phainon interrupted as he stalked away, not even turning back as he heard Mydei very loudly scoffing over his words. 

“Okay.. Here is your water and sandwich.” Hyacine spoke behind Phainon’s back, clearly shuffling around to place things on the table for him - though Phainon paid it no heed as he slowly rubbed his wrist on the stuffed animal a few more times silently before placing it down.

Only to turn around with a beaming smile on his lips - very aware of those golden eyes keenly watching his every move. 

That alone made Phainon sweat nervously as he slowly walked back, innocently looking for a cat to distract Mydei with. 

They were all still very much asleep, regrettably..

“.. Thanks.” Mydei said as his eyes drifted off Phainon and to Hyacine - who also only turned slightly as Phainon crept back, now somewhat ashamed of scenting the poor stuffed animal with Mydei’s knowing eyes on him.

“Phainon, I bought your water with a silly lemon wedge, but the parfait will take a minute!” Hyacine told him with a beaming smile and well.

He could only give her a small thumbs up while trying to swallow the lump in his throat; “That’s okay!”

Hyacine gave a few nods, smiling at them both before curtsying much too politely; “Please excuse me, then!”

Mydei was silent as he watched her go, turning just a tad to keep an eye on her before returning his gaze to Phainon - his brow immediately arching upwards.

“Territorial, aren’t we?”

That question made Phainon swallow hard - again.

Nervously moving to rub the back of his nape slowly, blinking at Mydei with wide-eyes as if he didn’t understand before laughing sheepishly;  “Haha.. Towards what?”

Mydei seemed amused if anything, only scrunching his brows together before pursing his lips ever so briefly.

“Won’t even let the poor omega touch the stuffed animal and get her scent on it.”

Phainon forced out a hollow laugh, doing his best to keep the blush from rising in his face over being called out on his antics.

He couldn’t help it!

He won it for Mydei, it was only his right to make sure it went to Mydei’s home smelling of him too!

“I.. Wasn’t even thinking of that, I was just being polite!” Phainon lied slowly, with another weak laugh thrown in - as if the shakiness of his voice wasn’t a dead give away or something. 

“Hmph.” Mydei gave a scoff, “Terrible liar, I saw you rubbing your nasty paws on it.”

Phainon found himself almost choking over the words ‘nasty paws’ before moving to take a slow deliberate sip of his water - struggling to stay sane over the way Mydei seemed to be fully enjoying himself with a grin on his lips.

Phainon knew Mydei was stunning - but when he smiled fully, how was he supposed to keep innocently lying?

“You must be seeing things..” Phainon mumbled out in a croak of a voice as he set his water down slowly, only opting to change the subject with a point of his finger as Mydei had begun unwrapping his sandwich slowly;  “What kind of sandwich is it? Maybe she surprised us all.”

Mydei was merciful it seemed, or just sated when he finally had food in his hands - Phainon really couldn’t tell - and allowed the topic change to run its course easily.

Instead, he took a bite before slowly nodding.

“Tuna.”

Phainon only joined him in nodding. “Ah, well. Hyacine did warn you.”

Mydei looked at him for a second before ceasing his nodding, as if he was heavily considering something.

“It’s fine.” Mydei mumbled out regardless, eyes flicking back to focusing on his food.

Phainon huffed out a breath slowly, doing his best not to stare at the alpha and instead focusing out the window again at the void outside.

Mydei had agreed to move in, but they said he never had many alpha friends - was he really sure he would be comfortable at all?

Phainon would be fine - he might have to jerk off every night smelling this scent everywhere, but he’d be fine! That’s just a change in his nightly pattern!

But if Mydei grew to be agitated every day of his life, Phainon would debate lighting himself on fire.

Phainon sighed at his own worries before speaking, eyes glued to the window still. “Okay so.. About moving in together.. Do yo-”

“You guys are moving in together?”

Phainon stiffened at that before jerking his head to stare at Hyacine slowly putting his parfait in front of him - eyes wide as she looked between both the alphas. 

“Hello, Hyacine.” Mydei greeted flatly as he swallowed another bite. Clearly, he had seen her approaching but Phainon certainly hadn’t!

“Sorry sorry, I’m not meant to eavesdrop but like..” 

“We were discussing it.” Mydei informed her rather softly - like he didn’t mind at all that Hyacine knew this information.

Phainon, however, most assuredly would not be living this down next time they had a shift together. He was quite sure the news was going to spread like wildfire and well.. 

A part of him ashamedly was kind of proud! While also somehow horribly embarrassed at how quickly he was moving Mydei along..

“Wow.. That’s unlike you, Mr. Mydeimos.” Hyacine quietly said before giving a small laugh, “Oh! That reminds me! Pardon me..”

Hyacine slowly leaned at that, obviously close to Mydei. 

Phainon blinked for a few seconds so very briefly before going rigid once again as the realization hit him - she was sniffing Mydei.

Phainon found himself easily clenching his fist under the table until it hurt over that one. He’s normal! He’s got this! 

The fact Mydei was just as owl-eyed staring as she did such an action calmed Phainon just the slightest bit - both simply watching her sniff at Mydei.

Phainon was also slightly sniffing at Mydei - not nearly as obvious, but more so keeping an eye on any changes, any attempts to woo the omega so close to him.

“Hmm.” Hyacine hummed melodically as she leaned away, once again tucking her hands behind her back now that she had delivered Phainon’s very forgotten parfait to him. Both alphas only remained staring at her as if she had two heads silently.

And that seemed to finally get to her as she looked between the both of them quickly,  “Sorry, Aglaea asked me to sniff you and see if you’re what I remember you smelling like..”

Mydei scoffed at that, immediately only narrowing his eyes over that.

Phainon was the one to speak instead after his scoff, now cocking his own head to the side in his interest towards this topic; “Did she? And what’s the verdict?”

“Mr. Mydeimos smells the same as I remember him to smell.. Well..” Hyacine paused, and that alone made both alphas physically reel over what that ‘well’ could mean. 

“Maybe a little like Phainon, but otherwise it’s fine!”

Mydei didn’t seem bothered by that, instead mumbling out his reply softly; “.. Probably because he kept rubbing into that arm you're sniffing.”

Phainon moved to take another swig of his water at that - feeling rather parched over the way Mydei had now confirmed he did notice him purposely bumping into him as they walked.

But, the important part was he didn’t tell Phainon to stop!

Another win for him in his book.

Hyacine seemed stunned over Mydei’s words, 

“Oh! Yeah, that would explain it..” Hyacine only slowly nodded, still seeming to carry her feelings of shock on her face - as if she wasn’t even trying to hide it; “Anyway, there’s your parfait, Phainon! I’ll leave you to be, now!”

“Thanks!” Phainon replied, not daring to touch the damn parfait and instead leaning back to watch her go.

How close had they actually been?

Phainon couldn’t help but wonder such a thing considering how she would have remembered his scent, and acted odd about Mydei hanging out around Phainon. 

Even more confusing now was the way she seemed energetic towards helping when he explained the situation to them all and Aglaea offering to help - so what was so confusing about Mydei actually being here?

“You’ve gotten way better at controlling your pheromones.” Mydei’s smooth as honey voice ripped Phainon from his thoughts, easily making ocean blue eyes snap to golden amber that were staring him down - almost studying him.

Phainon laughed sheepishly at that before moving a hand to swirl his cup of water, watching ice cubes make a small jingle as they collided into the glass; “Haha.. Have I? I never really even noticed myself trying to scent things around you before..”

Phainon was very aware of the way Mydei watched him like a hawk, every action he did - the way those golden eyes were keenly gazing at him swirling a cup of water.

For the first time in Phainon’s life, he felt like the prey here.

“Mm.. You seem much more controlled.” Mydei mumbled out with a quiet huff, eyes still unmoving even as he mindlessly took another mouthful of his sandwich in his silence.

Phainon hummed over that before giving a laugh, one that was almost nervous because he truly never had even meant to. Nor was he making an effort now to stop it. An effort to regulate his emotions better? Sure!

His pheromones? Maybe!

He didn’t know!

“That’s a good thing, yeah?” Phainon found himself ashamedly timid as he asked - as if that could possibly be anything but a good thing?

Mydei stared at him for a moment before giving a small laugh - one that died down rather abruptly as he seemed to consider something.

His expression became almost immediately indecipherable as he paused eating his sandwich - only staring at Phainon with a slow tilt of his head to the side, a movement Phainon always watched in awe over how beautiful he was.

“What do you think about that mark you put on my neck?”

That mark.

Even thinking of the way it was still there drove Phainon to insanity. How was he supposed to be normal about an alpha with his bite mark on him? More importantly, it was Mydei with that bite mark still on him.

It was as if Phainon had staked his claim on another alpha and Mydei’s body had just.. Accepted it.

“I don’t know..” Phainon mumbled, trying to ignore the way he felt overly excited even thinking about it again, instead giving a small smile;  “Maybe you just have bad skin and it hasn’t healed due to that?”

Mydei’s quickly dipped into a scowl, only momentarily before he barked out a laugh, shaking his head disapprovingly;  “Are you trying to piss me off?”

“Joking, joking! I have no idea, really.” Phainon moved to lean back, waving his hands over his chest defensively;  “I thought it would have been healed and gone by now.”

“You and me both.” Mydei rumbled out that reply instantly, returning to working on his sandwich yet again. 

“Why worry about it, you can’t see it on yourself anyway, right?” Phainon inquired innocently, because Phainon certainly wasn’t worried about it! He was very gleeful, actually! 

He wished Mydei would show it off, if anything!

Mydei took a moment to retort however, either due to not wanting to be rude with food in his mouth - or thinking deeply on how to snark back without insulting Phainon.

Phainon couldn’t really say! But he knew the alpha most likely was furious to be almost branded in such a way.

“.. That doesn’t mean I can just forget you’ve marked me.” Mydei eventually hissed out, almost in a tone that was either extremely tired, or annoyed. Phainon really couldn’t tell between the two with this topic.  “I’m an alpha, I’m not supposed to get a mating bite.”

Phainon found himself falling silent - only slightly mourning the fact no cats had come up to them for Mydei’s sake. 

He would just have to take him here during the day!

But even then, he wasn’t sure if the cats would be interested in them without treats..

“But it’s really hot that you have one, so does that help?” Phainon innocently asked, not daring to look at the alpha as he said such words, focusing instead on looking for cats yet again. 

“What?” Mydei’s voice came out so stunned and quiet that Phainon found himself laughing light-heartedly as he looked back at Mydei - grinning over the way Mydei had his shock so plainly written on his usually stoic face.

“Oh, I can’t be honest?” Phainon playfully asked, faking a look of sorrow or distress as Mydei stared at him.

“.. You’re insufferable.”

A look that didn’t seem to work as Mydei only slowly shook his head - though, he was obviously smiling just a tiny bit over it. Clearly amused by something Phainon had said or done, so Phainon would be counting that as another win - thank you!

“You’ve told me that many times before!” Phainon fakely whined out, pouting just a bit more but Mydei was obviously growing immune to such a ploy from him. Barely even blinking as Phainon jutted out his bottom lip.

Mydei didn’t even bat an eye; “Because it’s true.” 

“But you missed me!” Phainon countered - pointing a finger at Mydei as he perked up yet again, throwing out his attempts to seem like a kicked dog since they clearly weren’t working on the cat lover.

“I did.” Mydei flatly agreed, and that alone sent Phainon’s train of thought spiraling. 

Mydei wasn’t supposed to admit to missing him.. Even if he already had admitted to it!

He wasn’t supposed to do it again!

“Don’t just admit to that..” Phainon meekly told him, feeling unsure of his words as they left his lips - dry and hoarse. 

Something so monotony said should not make him this flustered and yet.. 

How was it supposed to not make him flustered when he just wanted to rub himself into that alpha and bask in his scent? He didn’t need any confidence boost in regards to how much he thought Mydei would allow, okay?

“Oh? I can’t be honest either and say it was mutual?” Mydei fired back quickly, and Phainon found himself choking just a bit more over that as he blinked at Mydei.

“I never said I missed you..” Phainon tried to tease back, tired being the keyword because he felt like he was losing this game of chess horribly right now - this was much different than the date where Mydei had obviously been trying to show Phainon he would prefer someone else..

Mydei actually flirting back and being genuinely nice was making his head spin painfully.

“Should I repeat what Aglaea said you were doing during those two weeks, then?”

Phainon thought about that for about three whole seconds. Only three seconds. Before shaking his head extremely roughly.

“No, nevermind. I missed you too, Mydei!” Phainon found himself pleading for mercy slightly, he didn’t want to hear what she had said about him because well. Phainon had been absolutely miserable - probably to be around as well.

He was doing his best not to think about it too much!

“You’re insufferable.” Mydei told him, lacking any venom or bite behind his words as he finished his sandwich with a smile dancing on his lips minisculely.

“You keep saying that, you know?” Phainon pointed out, laughing over the fact he did keep calling him that. Phainon was starting to debate if that was just Mydei’s favorite adjective or not in life.

“Because it’s true.” Mydei countered with a loud huffing noise - still easily making Phainon’s heart swoon with the upturn of his lips and twinkle in his eye.

‘But you like me’ were words that died on Phainon’s tongue as he instead slid his parfait across the table and to Mydei, one that Mydei’s own hand snapped to - obviously to stop it from sliding off the table.

“That’s for you, by the way.” Phainon told him with a grin, one that made Mydei arch a brow instantly as his golden eyes dropped to the parfait instead. 

“.. Why order it then?”

“For you.”

Mydei scoffed loudly, but instead of snapping a retort he did immediately accept it and start to eat it. And Phainon found himself easily amused by that as he moved to prop his head up on his head, giving a smirk over Mydei slowly eating the parfait. Even if those golden eyes were narrowed like an angry cat being sated by treats.

Phainon would let the alpha eat in peace.. For now.

After all, Aglaea had told him food is his love language.

.. And Phainon’s bread offering for courting hadn’t exactly gone well originally.

 

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Phainon wasn’t ashamed to say he had gone to sleep smiling while rolling around on his bed in Aglaea’s guest room after walking Mydei home. (And slightly jealous of the plushie dog going fully home with Mydei.)

He wasn’t ashamed!

He was absolutely still giddy from last night, and he was still full of that glee as he returned home and swung the spare keys Aglaea had given him around with his finger.

The rest of the night had been just idle chit chatting and a formal walking of Mydei back to his apartment - Mydei had offered to walk him home but Phainon was quick to point out Aglaea was there. That had easily changed his mind for some reason.

Probably the whole sniffing ordeal Mydei seemed to be going through.

Regardless! It felt unreal. 

Everything about last night was beyond insane to him - Mydei had accepted him back into his life, accepted to go on that date, been so very sweet to him, and then even considered and agreed to being roommates.

The roommate thing was especially crazy because honestly, Phainon spoke without thinking! Like at all!

He had no idea how he was supposed to keep his hands off that alpha when they lived together and he could smell him constantly? Hadn’t the last time they ‘lived’ together gone so badly? 

Though, that was mainly due to his rut.. The fear still lurked in his stomach, however!

But he will do his best. For Mydei’s sake. He would help him with his bills until he got a new job at the very least. That was the least he could do for the alpha he was head over heels for.

Only Phainon found himself pausing as he entered the guest bedroom now that his daily chores were done in life and the door shut behind him, blinking at his phone slowly as he finally had checked it.

 

Mydei; Phainon.
Phainon; hello mydei! good afternoon sunshine! 💙❤️
Mydei; Phainon.
Mydei; Do you actually want me to break your spine?

 

Phainon blinked at that, painfully slowly as he tilted his head as he sat on the edge of ‘his’ bed for the last almost three weeks. 

Phainon; woah! what did i do?!
Mydei; The box.
Mydei; You’re seriously trying to piss me off?
Phainon; no no no! thats for me 💙
Mydei; .. For you?
Phainon; mhm! so i never misbehave again!
Mydei; ? It’s for you?
Phainon; yep! my gift to you! whenever you want!
Mydei; .. I see.
Phainon; yep! dont be mad!
Phainon; thats why you have the key to it after all 💙

 

Phainon moved to run a hand through his hair slowly, he really hadn’t intended it to anger Mydei? 

He completely thought the alpha would enjoy such a gift!

Aglaea certainly had not, however, when his package showed up at the doorstep - if anything, Phainon thought he almost saw god on that day.

Mydei; Right.
Mydei; Interesting.
Mydei; I’m still angry.
Phainon; what!
Phainon; do you want me to come over?? i can prove its for me if you want!
Phainon; im not busy today.. mydei dont be mad..
Phainon; mydei ill die
Mydei; Come over.
Phainon; 🫡im On My Way! 💙

Notes:

ch11 is next ch and thats the one ive wanted to write so bad. YAYYY YIPPEEEEE YAHOOOOOOOO

Chapter 11

Notes:

tw; phainon being a service top for a lot of this and very pathetic hes still the top i just support a man that can cry and dick someone down alright. tags updated. tho i feel like with the name puppy love we should have expected it. if i missed a tag you think needs added let me know.
if you dont enjoy smut, the chapter is skippable, probably. this is ur reminder i mainly write pwp.

tried to reread it for errors but i probably missed some sorry. adhd go brrr

Mydei didn’t give a shit - he only greeted the man with an extremely bloodthirsty glare as Phainon knocked at his door.

Phainon on the other hand beamed at him in silent reply, seeming more than just a little happy to see him again - even though Mydei was being extremely obvious about how the feeling was not mutual today through his demonic glare alone.

Mydei moved away slightly, allowing the man inside before kicking the medium sized box towards him; “Pick it up. And explain yourself thoroughly.” Mydei growled at him, bristling as he even thought about what Phainon had been implying to him; it was beyond ludicrous that Phainon would be that bold.

Reprehensible even.

Only Phainon blinked at him wide-eyed and innocently as he held his hands up in mock defeat and  lowered himself down slowly to open the accursed box again. Plopping completely onto the floor to move the box into his criss-crossed lap in the entryway of Mydei’s home.

Clearly not daring to come any closer to the furious Mydei leering at him.

Courting gifts.

Those were what Phainon had been gifting him.

But this wasn’t a gift - it was an insult to him, even watching Phainon’s hands find purchase on the contents made him borderline snarl at the man who seemed more nervous now. Most likely due to how much Mydei was bristling at his mere existence.

As if it was finally seeping into his thick skull how pissed off Mydei actually was.

Mydei felt his face pull into a full-on scowl as Phainon dragged out the collar first, those ocean depths blue eyes nervously dancing between the growing in anger alpha and his own hands.

“They’re for me, Mydei.. Like I said..” Phainon informed him again very quietly, and Mydei only felt himself fighting the urge to bare his fangs over every word Phainon dared utter to him. 

Like hell he would allow Phainon to collar him, no matter how much he beg-

Mydei felt his thoughts stall as Phainon unhooked it slowly, ocean blue eyes pausing in his tracks over the low growl that clawed its way out of Mydei’s throat in instinct - a fist clenching at his side at the sheer bravery and stupidity Phainon was displaying.

Phainon only chuckled rather quietly however, keeping his eyes on the red leather collar before moving it up to his own neck and clicking it into place there - his index finger tugging at it slightly to test the tightness for a moment.

“They’re to be used on me.” Phainon stated again with a weak smile - as if he was begging Mydei to understand what he meant now. His finger was still tugging at it loosely as he spoke for emphasis on the matter. “This is mine.”

Mydei could only stare at the red leather collar now snug around Phainon’s neck - it did nothing to sate his own anger however, still only gritting his teeth over the fact Phainon had so boldly sent it to him.

“There’s still more. Explain the rest.” Mydei grumbled at him, and at that Phainon looked at the box again, once again retrieving the contents with a smile still on his lips - a smile that did nothing but frustrate Mydei further at his pure audacity to be anything along the lines of happy currently. 

Phainon obeyed however, tugging out an equally bright red leash effortlessly before slowly unraveling it to its full length with steady hands. An action Mydei watched meticulously while he stood there arms crossed over his chest absolutely seething towards the alpha intruding in his home.

Everytime he even considered the fact Phainon had been so foolishly bold to leave such a package as a ‘gift’ it only pissed him off more - Mydei was not his pet. He was not some beast to be leashed and collared like Phainon was implying. 

Well.

As Mydei’s eyes stalled at that collar around Phainon’s neck, he was considering more and more that someone else was the pet within this relationship..

Whatever this ‘relationship’ was.

Phainon said nothing as he was blissfully unaware of Mydei’s thoughts, merely working silently from his seat on the floor before taking the metallic hook of the leash and clicking it onto the collar around his neck - blinking upwards at Mydei who still only glared daggers at him. Not an ounce of warmth in his withering stare.

“It’s for me.” Phainon repeated as he held onto the leash loosely - tilting his head to the side as if appearing cutely would disarm Mydei’s rampant building anger.

Mydei didn’t accept that however, only scowling more at him; “There’s still one more item.” Mydei pointed out in a hissed out tone, bordering on one that clearly wanted to thrash Phainon for his crimes.

If he was a more aggressive alpha, maybe he would have done that already. Phainon should be counting his good graces here, Mydei figured as his patience ebbed away with every passing second.

“So there is..” Phainon mumbled out his agreement as his eyes dropped to the box again, hands moving to pick up the last item - not quite as gungho about putting it on as the other things. Naturally.

“Go on then. It’s for you, isn’t it?” Mydei snarled his words out at him and Phainon shot him a look - mainly of pure shock before laughing quietly. 

“Yes.. This is also just for me, Mydei.” Phainon agreed softly with an amused exhale, moving to slowly work out how to even put it on. Phainon fumbled with it for a few moments, giving out a quiet sigh before shyly looking at the still clearly furious Mydei.

“Will you.. Help me?” 

Mydei found himself struggling against the urge to bare his fangs toward him yet again - if he dared consider trying to put that damnedable thing on Mydei, he was skipping the punching and betraying himself to murder this alpha.

Aglaea be damned.

Mydei felt a low growl escape from his throat as he shoved forward rapidly, not being gentle at all as he lowered himself and snapped the damned thing from Phainon’s hands - turning it slightly to inspect it in between his fingers with furious movements.

A muzzle with a damn bone-shaped gag.

Even if hell frosted over, Mydei would never put that on.

That thought alone made him bristle, even more so when Phainon leaned closer to him; “It’s for me, it’s okay.” His voice was warm, smooth, and remarkably soft - clearly trying to be soothing for the furious alpha in front of him. 

Yet, somehow, that only pissed Mydei off more - instead moving to shove that bone-shaped gag into Phainon’s mouth roughly. Fierce eyes narrowed into a deep glare as he did so, not softening at all no matter how wide-eyed Phainon’s own blue ones were as they stared back at him.

“Open your mouth and shut up.”

Phainon obeyed that growled out command as he opened his mouth just a bit for the gag to fit in there snugly, sharp fangs biting down on it - the same ones that had bitten and marred Mydei’s neck.

Mydei found himself growing even more pissed off at the thought as he jammed it into there. Mydei quickly moved at that - he had never worked with a muzzle but he found it very easy to grab onto Phainon’s hair and force his head facing downwards while he secured the strap on the back, only stalling slightly once the muzzle was fully attached.

He didn’t give a shit if it was uncomfortable for Phainon while he moved the straps around his ears easily, keeping his wrist weighed down on the back of that white hair to make sure he didn’t struggle as Mydei worked. Though..

Golden eyes blinked at the little latch in the back slowly, trying to understand its use as he clicked the muzzle into place before he growled instinctively over the sensation of Phainon touching at his thigh extremely gently - only the smallest ghost feeling of someone brushing into him.

He had half the mind to kick him for it - only pausing to stare at the little golden metallic thing in Phainon’s hand that he seemed to be offering up.

A key.

A key to his muzzle.

His muzzle was locked into place on his head, and the only way to remove it was with the key.

A key that Phainon was willingly trying to hand to Mydei.

Mydei released his hold on Phainon’s head to trade it for the key rather swiftly, staring it down as Phainon sat up straight again - an action Mydei keenly watched as Phainon made no sounds.

A rarity for him. 

Mydei didn’t even move from his crouched position, fiddling with the key in his fingers slowly before blinking at the second thing Phainon was offering him.

The end of the leash.

Mydei ditched the key in his pocket before taking that leash slowly - his mind wasn’t even computing at this point with the situation.

He was assuredly still beyond furious and nearly shaking with rage, but everytime his eyes wandered to the gagged and collared alpha, he found his thoughts completely halting in a mix of emotions. Emotions.. And arguments with his secondary gender about how much the view of Phainon in a muzzle and collar fit him.

Mydei gave a sigh, moving a hand to ruffle his own hair before standing up, only halfway aware of the mean half accidental tug he gave on the leash to yank Phainon onto his own feet.

“You can stay for lunch then, I’ll make you break it in.” Mydei growled at him, only watching Phainon almost timidly stand up, not even making a single noise - not even as Mydei yanked him slightly forward again and tested his balance as he jolted forward slightly.

“Though, I’m really pissed, you understand that right?” Mydei only continued with another tug before immediately slamming Phainon into the nearest wall - pressing him against it roughly with a knee between his legs to keep him in place as he snarled slightly at the wide-eyed alpha that only gave a weird garbled noise at the suddenness from his throat. 

“You can’t bite back, so this is the best time to show you how it feels.” Mydei growled at him, leaning his arm against the alpha’s upper chest even harder as he glared - only aware of the small whimper that seemed to try to leave Phainon’s lips over it.

Mydei didn’t care if the alpha was feeling humiliated, instead tugging down the front of Phainon’s shirt slowly, eyeing up the delicate flesh beneath where his collar was with interest.

This was only fair.

This was deeper than just whatever relationship they had; Phainon had embarrassed him for weeks by giving him this bite mark.

This was only fair.

It wasn’t his nape - so it wasn’t nearly egregious, but now he would know how it feels to be so blatantly claimed despite his secondary gender.

Mydei didn’t give it much of a second thought - if Phainon was mad, so be it. Then he would understand Mydei’s mood today that Phainon had caused to happen. 

Mydei instead dipped his head down, choosing to ignore the way Phainon clearly tried to angle his own head away to give Mydei more room as his body lowered onto Mydei’s knee between his legs shakily. 

Mydei opted to ignore the way Phainon seemed to have slid all the way down onto his knee with a tremble - that didn’t matter. It was just there to box the man in regardless.

Mydei didn’t even try to be gentle either, instead biting down harshly with the intention to make it last - that was only fair for the mark on his own back. The only thing Phainon did in reply to that was a sharp noise akin to a win tearing from his throat; one Mydei could only assume was out of pain.

Mydei only finally ceased the pressure when the tangy metallic taste of copper hit his tongue, ears still keenly listening and waiting for Phainon to try to fight back. To shove him away and growl back, to try to prove his own dominance while being so harshly bitten.

He didn’t.

Phainon was remarkably still under his hold, minus the slight tremble of rage he seemed to be doing - if anything, he seemed to be nearing rigid and breathing heavily due to the muzzle. Or his emotions were merely overwhelming him over another alpha biting down on his neck so cruelly like this. 

Mydei on the other hand felt his own inner alpha purring in delight over the idea of this cocky fellow alpha finally being put into his place - finally having the upper hand on him as he held him in place so thoroughly.

Mydei slowly slid his tongue over the flesh where his mouth had found purchase on - so tender with the heavy heartbeat of Phainon beneath the skin. A heartbeat much too fast and only increasing with each second - most likely out of his own rage towards the situation, a sharp whining noise did leave Phainon’s throat however over the licking. 

So very pathetic sounding that it only made Mydei’s secondary gender thrilled to hear it in a twisted sort of fashion.

A feeling that if Mydei was in a better headspace, he would have been almost worried about that feeling in his chest over that sound.

“There.” Mydei murmured as he pulled away, giving one last lap of his tongue swiping over the rather awful slightly bleeding bite now on Phainon’s lower neck  - just slightly at the base of his shoulder. 

Mydei stared at it for a moment as if to study his work, eyes tracing the way his teeth marks were so visible on the rather otherwise perfect skin before giving a pleased hum softly.

Mydei didn’t stare at that bite mark for long - instead creasing his brows to drift his eyes at Phainon’s face; who had his own eyes closed shut extremely hard. 

He looked incredibly uncomfortable, breathing painfully hard with his chest visibly heaving with each breath, a thin line of drool sputtering from the corner of his mouth pathetically as he tried to keep his breathing under control beneath that gag.

Mydei felt that ever familiar sense of guilt crawling into him, slowly dragging himself away to stop being so cruel and punishing to the alpha. It was his home, he had every right to be cruel to him - but it didn’t feel right. Of course it didn’t. 

Why would it? Phainon had been in his rut - Mydei had no decent reason to be so angry now as Phainon wore that collar and gag. No reason to be biting him so coldly when Phainon was so determined to prove they were for himself, not Mydei.

Mydei froze in his thoughts of dread overtaking his rage as he stepped just a bit away, trying to give Phainon room and debating retrieving the key from his pocket - only he was a bit.. Stunned with his new wider view of Phainon against the wall.

Phainon was clearly dragging his nails into the wall, trying to grasp at anything to stabilize himself but the odd part was his pants. 

Phainon’s attire was incredibly normal - for Phainon at least. A neon purple t-shirt, that wasn’t even that odd considering the horror stories Aglaea had told him of. But Mydei’s thoughts were stalling on his jeans - on the way there was an obvious wet stain of white liquid seeping through the front.

“.. Phainon?” Mydei’s voice was much too rough and coarse against his own ears, even as his eyes only stared at that spot on Phainon’s trousers - not even blinking as he stared it down. Swallowing hard to clear his own throat as he tried to rationalize what that actually was, but there was only one answer Mydei kept stumbling into. 

Phainon had cum from just.. Being bitten?

Phainon at his name being called slowly blinked his blue eyes open - chest still heaving as he slowly turned his head to face Mydei with eyes that seemed much too soft and almost misty for the situation. A face that was slowly becoming more and more flushed - embarrassed.

“Are..” Mydei slowly started, not even sure if he should ask if Phainon was aware he came in his pants, only moving his eyes up and down the man who was still remaining pressed against the wall with a heaving chest. Ask Phainon if he was even okay, ask something.

Mydei shuffled slightly, tightening his hold on the leash almost idly as he tried to find that familiar anger in him - only he found oddly nothing. Instead, he felt almost pleased over the situation. 

Pleased that Phainon was muzzled and collared, so willingly showing Mydei he was the true alpha here - not himself.

Weirdly, he didn’t know what to feel exactly over Phainon obviously climaxing from just Mydei biting him - he hadn’t even noticed the man hard at all. Let alone did he think he had done anything worth cumming in his pants over. Unless Phainon had simply.. Really hoped and wanted Mydei to bite him secretly?

That idea sounded absolutely insane to Mydei.

Another piece of him was almost endeared by it. Entranced by the odd fact Phainon held Mydei in such high regard that being bitten by him was that.. Enjoyable and pleasurable to him. If anything, it was somewhat of an ego boost for Mydei, assuredly.

“Did you actually orgasm from that?” Mydei finally asked rather flatly, mainly due to his own disbelief as his eyes landed on blue ones. Eyes that seemed to dart away from him before knitting his brows together, only to slowly drift back to Mydei’s own and nod with a small whine leaving his throat under the muzzle.

A rampant show of embarrassment from Phainon - like he knew it was pathetic for him to cum in his jeans over being bitten, but with his back against the literal wall he couldn’t really deny such a claim.

Mydei didn’t even know what to say as his eyes silently drifted to that wet spot so obviously in the front of Phainon’s jeans seeping through. The more curious part being how he was so clearly hard again and trying to tent his pants already, a crazy thing to even notice considering Mydei still didn’t think he had done anything worth all of that.

“Wow.” Mydei mumbled over Phainon’s admittance, eyes still mainly gawking over the fact Phainon had actually came in his pants over just being bitten - if anything, Mydei had assumed the alpha was going to lash out at him. The opposite seemed to be happening as Phainon finally managed to gather himself with a quiet whimper in his throat.

Mydei numbly watched him, completely baffled as Phainon closed the distance again - something in Mydei’s instincts flared once more over the fellow alpha getting close to him like that, but he fought it away through realizing Phainon couldn’t bare his fangs anyway and seemed almost shaky in his movements from cumming.

Instead, Phainon barely dipped his head down due to their height difference - slowly nuzzling his head into the side of Mydei’s own head almost timidly. 

There were.. Many things distracting Mydei’s racing mind.

One - he was still fucking pissed beneath all his confusion. He genuinely couldn’t believe that Phainon found this to be a good ‘gift’ to send to him and not have it misconstrued into something for Mydei if he truly meant it to be used on himself.

Two - he had attempted to bite Phainon in a cruel way, to show him how it really felt to be branded by another alpha so brutally in his moments of rage. Only Phainon had clearly been more than willing to allow him to do that, even climaxing from such a simple thing and seeming like he was begging for more.

Three - Phainon was really, really, wet. Not just through his jeans, but the way he was drooling onto Mydei as he rubbed into his neck slowly - pitifully whimpering and whining as he went like he was some type of clingy omega.

Those noises were making Mydei feel almost delirious, there was absolutely no way another alpha was being so openly needy and whiny towards him - so desperate and almost high pitched sounding in his perceived neediness. Mydei’s own alpha instincts were remarkably quiet over it - like that secondary gender was also confused over Phainon’s actions. 

Mydei was beyond confused. Furious, and very very confused.

“Do.. You want the muzzle off? I’m sorry.” Was Mydei’s only guess and apology - that this was Phainon trying his best to beg for Mydei to remove it already after that rough treatment. 

Only Mydei was horribly wrong, that much was certain as Phainon seemed to freeze at his words - tensing up completely before a small odd noise tore from his throat.

A confusing one to Mydei’s ears, one that only made him sigh. 

“Right.. I’m sorry.” Mydei repeated, stepping back quickly - only to immediately instinctually growl sharply again as Phainon’s hands quickly found their place on the back of his waist to tuck Mydei back closer to him. Mydei almost opened his mouth to hiss at him confusedly - almost.

Only Phainon moved quicker, swiftly dropping to his knees with his hands finding their way to the back of Mydei’s thighs from his waist. Mydei felt himself go rigid over Phainon only resuming his nuzzling of his head into Mydei - into the front of his thigh this time pathetically.

Mydei wasn’t even sure what to say - mouth agape slightly as his hand tightened and untightened on that leash idly, as if it were an anchor to his reality now. 

The only thing he did know was the way his cock twitched traitorously when Phainon paused his endearing rubbing of his head against Mydei’s leg to blink wide blue eyes upwards. 

He already looked like a complete mess, a cum stain in the front of his pants while still obviously sporting an erection, his entire face was flushed and seemingly struggling to steady his breathing, drool seeping out of his mouth almost in a nasty fashion, and those blue eyes almost seemed clouded over like he was about to cry.

Something about that drove Mydei to feel nearly insane - to know just how much power he seemed to have over this alpha. It itched something in Mydei’s mind, gnawed at his own secondary gender to keep showing Phainon that he really was the alpha here.

“Are you.. Begging?” Mydei inquired very languidly, not even sure how to wrap his head around this situation in the slightest. He did, however, understand the way Phainon abruptly nodded his head like his life depended on it and at this point - Mydei wasn’t even sure what the alpha really wanted.

“.. What for? You already came, didn’t you?” 

The immediate whine from Phainon at that question made Mydei feel almost giddy in a sick way - a way that he didn’t even think possible. One that made him question what was wrong with him.

Mydei willed himself to look away - to run his free hand through his hair to tuck his bangs back lazily, fully knowing they would fall back onto his face within seconds regardless. There was some twisted part of him that fully enjoyed this - enjoyed having another alpha whimpering and begging while clinging onto him. 

Something inside him was purring in sheer delight over it, and he almost dreaded the idea of allowing it to fester anymore than he already was allowing it to.

Phainon didn’t seem to mind however, instead going back to rubbing his head pathetically against Mydei’s leg now that the blonde had looked away - as if he was begging for those eyes to come back to focusing on him.

A hard ask not to give in to, Mydei found as the man made a quiet whimpering noise in his throat again. Even as Mydei drifted his eyes back to him in his hallway - he was distracted by the sheer amount of drool seeping from Phainon’s mouth messily and the way he was smearing it all over Mydei’s pants.

“Nasty dog..” Mydei muttered over it - somewhat annoyed now that he had taken note of just how oddly slobbery Phainon was being. Though his words didn’t stop the incessant nuzzling, and maybe if Mydei had been in a nicer mood he would have been almost enamored by his actions.

Yet, currently, as he tightened his hold on the leash and tugged at it, he could only glare at those blue eyes staring up at him confusedly.

“Stand up.” Mydei growled at him, and only then did Phainon obey his demand - another thing that made Mydei’s mind tingle slightly. 

This was wrong.

He shouldn’t be bossing around and yanking a collar that was on Phainon’s neck - not another alpha.

And yet Phainon was so willingly allowing him to. 

Mydei found himself flustered over that, over how much he enjoyed it, moving a hand to pinch at the bridge of his nose tiredly as he tried to disregard those thoughts; “Let’s make up a safe word, at least.” 

Mydei blinked his eyes to stare at the slightly taller man that had now straightened himself out - only seeming extremely gleeful as he stood there waiting for Mydei’s next words. And Mydei found his eyes landing on that gag in the alpha’s mouth that was so covered in spit now.

Truly, a nasty dog..

“Or well. Safe action, I guess..” Mydei corrected himself with a tired sigh, eyes dropping more to scan the man - hesitating where he had bitten him and the way Phainon’s shirt was still slightly askew to show it off, before dropping his gaze even lower to see Phainon still obviously erect and hard in his cum stained pants.

Mydei snapped his eyes upwards, doing his best to ignore that for now;  “For when you want that muzzle off of you, yeah?”

Phainon didn’t reply - obviously, because he couldn’t. He merely only beamed at Mydei almost happily, like this was the best day of his life as he merely somewhat swayed there, eye flickering wildly and Mydei couldn’t quite tell why.

“Hm.” Mydei started with a low sigh, eyes staring into blue ones that were still blatantly enjoying the situation; “Starting point for now, I’ll ask again; do you want it off?”

That question received a very abrupt and jerky shake of Phainon’s head, much too animated and energetic, like the idea of taking it off was suddenly such a horrible idea.

It probably was.

The idea of it being removed from him would most likely make Mydei bristle over even the idea that Phainon would want him to try it. Even considering that made Mydei feel his mood souring again slightly - so instead he pressed out a sigh, looking down as that leash in his hand.

“Alright..” Mydei mumbled as he looked back up at the personified dog that easily would have a tail wagging behind him every time Mydei looked at him. 

Mydei’s eyes only wandered at that, dropping to that collar again before leaning forward slightly to tuck a finger in between the color and Phainon’s neck - amused as Phainon raised his head away, clearly willing to give him all the space he desired. Mydei tugged on it loosely - mainly to test the tightness but he also was just curious about all of Phainon’s choices here.

A collar, leash, and muzzle.

A muzzle that even came with a damn key.

Was the man truly so kinky that he thought Mydei would enjoy all these things from the time of knowing him? 

‘So I never misbehave again’. 

That text now haunted Mydei as he moved that hand upwards, grasping onto Phainon’s jaw to inspect that muzzle. To inspect the way Phainon was slobbering on himself messily, to inspect the way he couldn’t get that gag out of his mouth.

“Honestly, I kind of like it on you.” Mydei mumbled as he stared at the black leather of the muzzle - assuming silently that it hadn’t come in red to match his collar and leash;  “I do miss your nice voice, but maybe I should reward you based on how long you keep the muzzle on..”

Phainon seemed to furrow his brows at that - as if slightly distressed by those words before letting out another one of those pathetic whining noises while Mydei’s hand still gripped his chin into place.

“This was probably something to discuss when you could talk..” Mydei mumbled out over the realization, giving a small dejected sigh over that as he spoke - even if those blue eyes didn’t seem upset by the situation at all.

Mydei traced his eyes on the muzzle, on Phainon’s chin he was allowing Mydei to hold onto; “But I really wanted to start biting you aggressively and painfully in punishment for this ‘gift’. ”

Mydei could only feel his hand holding the leash’s end twitch slightly over the way Phainon seemed excited by that, immediately jerking out of Mydei’s hand on his chin to tilt his head to the side. So willingly baring his neck for Mydei with blue eyes only blinking innocently as he waited for Mydei to act out on those urges it seemed.

If Phainon had a tail - it would most assuredly be wagging at a pace demonically fast each time Mydei threatened to bite him.

Only Mydei furrowed his brow before pressing out a sigh, shaking his head. It had been out of anger - that first bite had been in a state of rage towards the man and now it was blatant that Phainon enjoyed it more than anything.

That kind of defeated the point of why Mydei had bitten him - but something in his mind did thrive over the way Phainon so easily presented himself for Mydei to indulge in.

Mydei had to attempt to bury that feeling, instead darting his eyes away for his own sanity and not chomping on the alpha again to try to make him stop. 

The alpha in Myde screamed to keep putting him in his place, but the rational part of Mydei had come to terms with the fact Phainon would just enjoy it; “.. Stop showing me your neck, focus on figuring out a safe word.”

He mainly didn’t desire to see the nasty bite he had already left, now that most of his anger had subsided through the weird sheer joy of an alpha being so.. Submissive towards him, he didn’t desire to see his anger so clearly on display still.

Even if something in his mind called him a coward for not acting out on it more.

Mydei only tensed up in thoughts however as Phainon reached a hand forward timidly, so very gently as he slightly brushed his hand against Mydei’s face. An action that made Mydei bite back the desire to slap that hand away, only.. Phainon latched onto his braid and pulled it sharply.

Not too hard, but enough to irk Mydei at the least.

“You.. Don’t yank that.” Mydei immediately hissed out, only feeling his mind reel over the way Phainon immediately shifted gears to gently brush through Mydei’s hair softly. That was ignorable. 

The braid pulling..

Mydei blinked at those wide blue eyes that seemed to be hoping he understood;  “Oh. You want pulling my braid to be your ‘safe word’ for removing the muzzle?”

Phainon nodded at that, almost appearing elated as he did so and it wasn’t the worst idea - he couldn’t remember the alpha ever pulling his hair any other times, so it probably wouldn’t be something he randomly started doing now either. An easy way to get the message across, for sure. 

Mydei slowly knocked Phainon’s hand away from petting his hair however, breathing out a sigh over the way Phainon instantly seemed to deflate over that. Mydei couldn’t figure this man out at all, instead he only narrowed his eyes to look him up and down slowly. 

“Should.. I give you some clothes to change into?” Mydei asked as his eyes stalled over that still wet spot - the way he was still erect as well. Mydei wasn’t even shocked at this point that Phainon’s  excitement hadn’t died down, not anymore as Phainon shook his head in a ‘no’ fashion dramatically - quickly moving to duck back into the crook of Mydei’s neck to rub into him there. 

It was strange.

Everything in Mydei wanted to growl and shoo Phainon away with the scent of that alpha so blatantly trying to mark and scent him up - trying to claim Mydei as his own. That thick alpha scent that Phainon had so easily kept under wraps for their date now seemed to be back in full force, as if he was absolutely in delight over the way Mydei held all the control over him today.

Mydei had once thought that scent was territorial, like he was threatening Mydei for being around him, but now he had somewhat fully accepted it for what it really was.

Phainon was extremely territorial, maybe to a depth that Phainon himself wasn’t even aware of. He was clingy, needy, and extremely territorial. Not towards Mydei as a threat, but territorial towards Mydei’s entire existence. He was threatening anyone else that wanted to try to take Mydei from him.

If Mydei even spent more than just two seconds thinking about that, it made his stomach churn out of sheer nervousness mixed with embarrassment.

Embarrassed that another alpha would do such a thing towards him, and nervous that someone, anyone, would actually be willing to love him just for him.

Mydei only blinked as he stared at his apartment walls, staring at the wallpaper the owner had chosen before languidly moving a hand to the back of Phainon’s head - petting him softly. 

An action that made Phainon tense up completely against Mydei’s head. So stiffly that Mydei found himself also pausing, almost nervous that he had somehow ruined Phainon’s mood as he dropped his hand away

“Sorry.” Was the immediate word that left his lips,  the immediate apology as he moved to step away almost shyly again. Only that shrill whining noise fired back instantly so very sharply alongside Phainon’s hands quickly finding purchase on Mydei’s hips in a rush as he tried to move him back towards him.

The thing that made Mydei blink over the situation was the way one of Phainon’s hands left his waist quickly, instead latching onto Mydei’s freehand to guide it back to his head with a quiet whimper leaving his lips - terribly pathetic in its wake. A whimper that made Mydei’s ears burn over the sheer need that was laced into it.

“You.. Don’t want new clothes..” Was all Mydei mumbled out as he resumed that slow petting of the drooling alpha that only seemed to nuzzle himself even more against Mydei, as if he was growing more and more terrified that Mydei would keep trying to create distance as that hand returned to Mydei’s hip tightly. Firmly, splaying against him roughly.

Mydei couldn’t blame him. 

Mydei had lashed out, punched him, removed him from his life, reunited, gone on a singular date again, and then immediately bitten him. And Phainon still wanted him to stay and not try to run away, not try to take those steps away from Phainon when he became unsure of himself.

Mydei couldn’t blame Phainon for holding onto Mydei like he was terrified he would leave at first chance.

If anything, Mydei only huffed out a tired laugh, dipping his head down to meet Phainon’s own shoulder with his forehead - aware of the way an odd noise left Phainon’s throat as he tilted his head just a tad to continue his incessant clingy nuzzling into Mydei’s hair.

If anything, Mydei felt cruel. So terribly cruel now for the way he had treated this man, how far could he blame his secondary gender for his own actions of shoving him away?

‘You came in your pants, and don’t want new clothes.” Mydei continued on to try to bury those thoughts, allowing his head to just rest on the fellow alpha. Mydei felt more tired than before, as if the anger had been sapped from him due to how genuine and rather pathetic Phainon was acting to him. So needy and wanting.

“You..” Mydei didn’t have to ask, he already knew the answer that was lingering in his mind. That desperation that rolled off every action Phainon gave, an endless wave of want pulling towards Mydei constantly. He had done his best to ignore it.

To ignore it their entire date - to ignore how obvious Phainon was with his possessiveness towards Mydei.

It made his mouth parched, dry and aching when he even tried to think about the answer. When he even dared to recall those foul things Phainon had said to him during his rut.

‘No.. Ask me when it ends if I’d breed you.. I’ll still say yes.’

Mydei found himself timidly moving a hand to press at Phainon’s chest, not hard - just testingly as he marveled over how heavily Phainon was still panting. That hand only brushed lower after a few seconds, languidly moving to the hem of Phainon’s pants and the way he could hear Phainon’s breath hitch over that made him feel almost dizzy.

It was addicting.

It was addicting to know how deep this alpha’s sheer reverence went towards Mydei, so willing to allow him to rough him up and then kiss it better. So addicting to have someone be so needy, wanting for just him, unable to let go of him. 

Everything felt like Mydei had been slammed with these emotions for once, or perhaps it was just because he was finally willing to accept it. To accept that this was just how Phainon felt towards him - he didn’t care that Mydei was an alpha, he just wanted Mydei regardless of that fact. It was endearing, such an intoxicating feeling that Mydei almost felt dizzy if he tried to focus too long on it.

Phainon gave a weak whining noise however, one that dragged Mydei out of the depths of his thoughts and back to the alpha who was still holding onto him for dear life. 

Woods, herby, and almost musky.. Just the tiniest hint of vanilla to save it at the end - that was what Phainon smelled of to him. That had never changed, but Phainon said Mydei smelled like an omega. It wasn’t shocking the more Mydei thought about it that Phainon was so openly drooling pathetically being so close to Mydei.

So clearly wanting towards a man that he perceived as an omega, even if Mydei wasn’t one, Phainon surely knew that by now. He just didn’t care.

At those thoughts; Mydei’s hand didn’t dip below Phainon’s pants, no, he only testingly moved to palm at that wet spot roughly - a piece of him wanted to grimace as the cold wetness touched his hand, but the more focused part of him felt his own cock twitch over the garbled whine that left Phainon’s throat. So needy and desperate over just a little touch, and all Mydei had done was press his hand against that leaking tip through his pants.

Not even without a layer of fabric there and he was so easily coming undone - though, if Mydei truly thought about it, Phainon had already come undone from the moment Mydei pressed him rudely into a wall and pinned him there. Mydei couldn’t stop the laugh that bubbled out of him, the genuine laugh he felt creep through his entire body as that alpha rolled his hips into Mydei’s hand greedily.

He should be disgusted.

Angry that he’s allowing another alpha to be so close to him again in his own territory, angry that he’s letting him rut into his hand. Disgusted to be letting that drool rub into his hair, scenting him so heavily in Phainon’s own scent that it was overbearing.

He should be - yet as he pulled that leash tightly to yank Phainon even more forward jarringly and pulled a yelp of a noise to tumble from his lips around that gag.. Mydei could only laugh with a smirk on his lips as he pulled his head away to look at those stunned wide blue eyes.

“You’re such a dirty dog.”

Maybe it was something instinctually carnal in him, that overriding desire to continue putting this alpha into his place that made Mydei continue to pull that leash. Making sure Phainon gave a quiet noise of confusion as their chests pressed together. Only, Mydei shoved his leg in between Phainon’s own once again.

Mydei then swiftly moved to place his head back onto Phainon’s shoulder, only moving slightly to press his lips against the lobe of Phainon’s ear; “Go on then. You have my thigh, use it to cum again in your jeans since you’re so wanting for me.”

The visible shudder that wracked through Phainon’s body was too delectable, too easy to know how far gone and unraveled he was becoming. The needy whine that tumbled out of his throat as he immediately jerked his hips forward to rut against Mydei’s leg was even sweeter. Mydei found himself fully enjoying that - making sure there was no give on the leash as he kept that pathetic alpha there.

Mydei found himself enjoying this thoroughly, enjoying how quickly Phainon had given into his demands; how quickly the man had begun thrusting himself roughly against Mydei, seeking any friction he could get. Enjoying those heavy exhales from Phainon’s nose so close to his own ear, the quiet whimpers that were tumbling out of his throat - surely moans muffled by the gag in his mouth.

Phainon only pressed his head into Mydei’s own shoulder, whining as he did so with his rigid movements against Mydei’s leg - trying his best to savor whatever Mydei would give him as Mydei merely stood there. Merely watched the slouched over man. Merely felt those hands clinging onto his back so tightly still.

Mydei moved his free hand to gently cup at Phainon’s face, tilting Phainon’s head back as he relaxed his hold the leash slightly - just enough to look at those blue eyes that seemed to be in a haze over his own attempts for release yet again as they blinked back mist in his own eyes. 

“Such a needy thing, aren’t you?”

Mydei asked before moving his own head slightly, only in a horrible teasing way as he kissed that wet gag in Phainon’s mouth - and not the actual alpha.

That alone earned a pathetic noise from Phainon’s throat - so shrill and upset that had to bark out a laugh as he tightened his grip on the man; “Are you actually an alpha, or are you an omega? I’m not even sure anymore with this display.” 

Minus his scent. That alone said enough with how heady and thick it was, threatening to drown Mydei’s own out constantly.

Phainon only squinted his eyes at that, an emotion flickering through his features so very abruptly that Mydei couldn’t name any of them. He only stared back at Mydei for a few breaths before letting out a familiar quiet whine, one that made Mydei laugh as he released Phainon’s head.

Only to immediately give a scoff over the way Phainon immediately went back to grinding against Mydei’s leg harshly, desperate for his release now it seemed. 

For some reason, even as Phainon so obviously was scenting him with how he rubbed their neck together - Mydei didn’t find himself overly annoyed. Not shocked, not desiring to put him into his place, because as he gave a yank on that leash Phainon rewarded him with pathetic mewls and whimpers from his lips. A reminder of where he stood between them.

It was intoxicating, something was so enticing about Phainon’s whines and desperate attempts that Mydei found himself giving a frustrated groan of realization.

He was getting hard with each noise Phainon made.

He hadn’t even cooked lunch yet, and now he was thinking of taking Phainon into his bedroom. There was no way he could do that. This wasn’t any better than Phainon in his rut, was it? Phainon couldn’t cons-

Mydei jerked at that, completely physically flinching his entire body as a hand groped at his cock through his own sweatpants - clearly, someone else had noticed his shifting mood as well as Phainon palmed at him shakily in time with his own grinding.

“.. You really are such a nasty dog.” Mydei mumbled out with no bite as he leaned into that touch with a huff - he wasn’t like Phainon. Those rubs of friction against the fabric of his pants could never be enough, but Mydei could only assume Phainon was also just becoming delirious off his scent.

A strange concept for Mydei, but with how Phainon seemed so dead set on nuzzling his head into Mydei’s neck - as far as that muzzle allowed him, while rubbing at Mydei’s cock in time to his own desperate thrusts.. It’s all he could conjure up as an answer for how Phainon was acting.

It didn’t last however as Phainon slouched over a tad more with a small strangled whine in his throat, shakily moving to breathe harshly against Mydei - his hand pausing the incessant rubbing of Mydei’s now full erection. Mydei blinked over that, eyes watching the alpha as he seemed to heave out breaths with a hidden face, his back rising and falling dramatically.

“Did you just cum, Phainon?” Mydei asked, though he was rather sure of the answer. His tone was light, teasing, it was more than amusing that Phainon had orgasmed so easily. Like Mydei’s mere existence being close to him was enough to get him off. 

Phainon only gave a quiet noise at that, one that Mydei couldn’t quite comprehend, but he easily understood the slow nod that was pressed into his shoulder. Mydei couldn’t stop the laugh that left his lips so light-heartedly, there was something so tragically enchanting about this alpha becoming so undone for him.

It made his head almost feel dizzy everytime he even thought about how this wasn’t a needy omega begging and pleading for his attention - it was an alpha. An alpha fully devoted to proving his love to Mydei, and that concept was foreign to him in a baffling way. Every touch of Phainon’s felt electric, so tender in its wake that it was intoxicating.

A level of care Mydei was completely unaware existed for someone like him. Unaware that he could ever have such actions aimed towards him in genuine affection and not just for his status or desires. Phainon didn’t care about that - he didn’t want any of that.

He just wanted Mydei, that much was more clear to Mydei now.

Still, Mydei couldn’t help the laugh that tumbled out of his lips as he ignored how achingly hard he was now; “You act like you’re a virgin, you know that, right?”

He was teasing more than anything, it’s not like Mydei was any better really, but the way Phainon leaned away and straightened himself made him rethink that statement. Phainon’s face was flushed, panting, drooling everywhere with eyes that looked so very misty - like that climax had brought him close to tears and Mydei couldn’t stop the tilt of his head that happened as he looked downwards.

Phainon was a mess; his pants were now obviously ruined, but more than that - Mydei’s own pants had a small wet spot from Phainon’s cum seeping through those jeans as well. He almost grimaced over it, almost. 

Mydei swallowed that feeling however, instead tugging Phainon forward again as he ignored the way his brows knitted together in confusion.

“I didn’t say you could stop.” Mydei told him sternly, nearly growling at him and Phainon looked easily only more confused by that - a tiny whining noise leaving his throat that only turned into a sharp and shrill one as Mydei pressed his leg back in between Phainon’s harshly. 

“Keep going, surely you have more than that.”

Phainon choked out a quiet noise, one torn so obviously between woe and desperation but he was arguably a very good boy as he slowly returned to grinding against Mydei’s leg that was offered to him. Mydei only watched him, watched the way he was staring downwards - more focused on the task at hand. Watching the way his eyes seemed to be struggling to focus, so very misty.

Mydei felt himself slowly tilt his head, slowly blinking as that hand began to stroke at him again. The embrace of friction was more than welcomed, the sight he was taking in.. Was baffling to him. Something he never considered he would watch an alpha do while whimpering such pathetic noises.

“Do you want us to stop?”

Were the words Mydei found himself saying as he watched tears fall from Phainon’s face with each rough grind against Mydei’s leg, tears so freely falling it was beyond confusing. Mydei could only blink at them blankly, even more bewildered at the speed Phainon shook his head no at. 

Unsure of even what to think as the hand on Mydei’s hip only tightened, as those blue eyes seemed to narrow in determination as he continued roughly rutting against Mydei’s leg.

Mydei knew one thing that was becoming more and more obvious; Phainon was clingy.

Probably a product of Mydei’s own actions, but the sheer dedication and devotion he was showing to any given task or direction from Mydei made his head spin dizzyingly. 

Mydei only trailed his eyes downwards to watch his movements, to fully stare at the way Phainon had fully ruined the jeans he had worn today so easily. It wasn’t even Mydei’s intention, not originally. He had been furious beyond belief and willing to show Phainon how it felt to be branded by another alpha. And Phainon had climaxed from just that. 

The thought made Mydei sigh in his exasperation; “Enough.”

The jerk of Phainon’s head to look at him almost made Mydei flinch - almost. But the way Phainon immediately moved both hands to Mydei’s back to press Mydei’s back forward into himself was more shocking as those blue eyes looked panicked as they stared at Mydei with pinched brows. A quiet noise left Phainon’s throat, and Mydei had no idea what was happening here. 

Mydei only knew one thing could be true without a shadow of a doubt currently as he stared into those wide blue eyes.

He had undoubtedly given his oversized pet dog separation anxiety.

“Don’t look at me like that.” Mydei growled at him, not willing to entertain the somersault his heart did over those pleading eyes, the way Phainon was so able to beg without even saying a word was beyond baffling to him. The way it seemed to easily work on Mydei, only made it worse.

“You’ve orgasmed twice..” Mydei mumbled out, eyes darting away - trying his best to get a smell of anything that wasn’t the alpha that was still incessantly pressing into him like Mydei might sneak away. Like Mydei wasn’t still holding the end of that leash.

“Make me catch up to you and I’ll take the muzzle off of you.” Mydei promised instead, his eyes drifting back and almost flinching yet again over how quickly a hand moved to grope as his cock through his pants; “Not like that. I’m not as easy as you.”

Phainon whined at that, those blue eyes narrowing in his rather blatant confusion towards being told such a thing but Mydei only laughed at that reaction. 

“Just the tip, like you once claimed you wanted to do.” Mydei growled out, and that made some sort of visceral reaction happen as Phainon snapped his head backwards slightly in a display of shock; “Behave, and I’ll reward you.”

Phainon studied him for a moment, so very briefly before he was the one to willingly pull away - his hands leaving Mydei’s leash to turn away, obviously with a destination in mind. Phainon didn’t even wait for Mydei, he simply.. Started to try to walk, only letting out a quiet yelp from his throat when his leash ran out of length due to Mydei only standing there watching him.

Phainon then stuttered his steps to turn and look at Mydei - a pathetic expression settling on to his face as he blinked widely at him.

“So unruly, I’m the one with the leash, you know?” 

Mydei mumbled as he began following after, giving in when Phainon gave a series of whimpering noises - clearly begging with blue eyes that said more than enough words.

Phainon truly was an energetic dog, yanking him forward slightly once Mydei actually moved to follow - and Mydei could only mourn the fact that the dog knew exactly where his bedroom was. Exactly where to take Mydei regardless of the choked noises Phainon gave when the leash tightened due to Mydei’s slower pace.

“Don’t piss me off. Behave.” Mydei hissed out as he pulled the leash once more over the way Phainon kept tugging at him - a piece of Mydei worried the alpha would end up with a hurt neck.. But he was an alpha anyway, he was built to be sturdier. 

Besides, those whines that Phainon made as he slowed himself dramatically made Mydei only smirk slightly. There was something so pleasing about it - something that so easily buried Mydei’s annoyance and rage every time Phainon obeyed his demands. Something so terribly addicting about another alpha placing themself beneath him in the chain of command so willingly..

“Good boy.” The praise left Mydei’s mouth without a second thought as Phainon had started to not tug the leash at all - Mydei’s apartment wasn’t big, and for once he almost found himself mourning such a thing due to lack of room to play with Phainon like this as he entered his bedroom.

But the way Phainon’s hands were immediately on him made him choke back a laugh - almost, the force Phainon had taken to using to shoving him onto the bed was deranged however. Something about that made Mydei blankly gawk as he was surged along on to his bed. A piece of him was annoyed - angry that Phainon had suddenly taken up manhandling him.

But another.. Did enjoy the way he was shoved onto his back with a drooling muzzled man immediately moving to claim him so reverently - touches swapping from rough and forceful to ghostly and tender. Like Phainon was staking a claim; One that told Mydei he was Phainon’s, but also was Phainon’s treasure as well. 

Mydei only slightly squirmed over the way Phainon’s hands dragged his shirt up swiftly - as if he had been dreaming of doing that since walking into Mydei’s apartment only to drag his thumbs over those crimson tattoos Mydei had.

Mydei on the other hand, was stunned by this as he blankly stared upwards at the alpha leaning over him - his own leg still slotted between Mydei’s but pressing harshly against Mydei’s crotch as his hands only roamed. 

Mydei wanted to question it - ask what Phainon was thinking as his hands reverently touched at Mydei’s tattoos slowly, but he wouldn’t get a reply with that muzzle. So Mydei simply allowed the man to do as he pleased for once, tightening his grip on that leash with a small sigh as he creased his eyes shut to focus on the tender touching.

It was odd - Phainon wasn’t doing anything inherently sexual, yet his touch was so cold it felt akin to burning against Mydei’s skin. That sensation alone made Mydei lean into his touch slightly, eyes remaining shut as he just.. Focused on where those hands were slowly dragging across. 

It was trivial to tell Phainon was taking his time with this as those fingers only minorly pressed down against Mydei’s tattoos, as if he were committing their mapping out to his memory with every slow and deliberate touch. Mydei almost felt the desire to scold him, tell him to hurry up, but something about the level of gentleness on display was endearing to him.

Even if he opened his eyes and only saw pure hunger lurking in those blue eyes that stared back.

As soon as their gazes met, Phainon only pressed his knee roughly against Mydei’s crotch to instantly draw out a groan from him. Golden eyes narrowed upwards over the way he could see it, he could easily see the way the corners of Phainon’s lips were turned upwards in a clear smirk. As if Phainon was winning this fight. 

Mydei yanked the leash at that passing thought, jerking his arm into an odd position, sure, but at least he got the look of egregious shock and choked out noise from Phainon in clear reply; “You seem so cocky now.. Like you didn’t cum in your pants twice before this.”

Phainon's eyes narrowed at that, and Mydei didn’t need to hear words from him to be able to know the alpha was clearly implying ‘Whos fault is that?’.

A piece of Mydei so desperately wanted to keep putting Phainon in his place, to keep being rough with him and showing him who really was the top dog here. But a more controlled and rational part of him found himself only enjoying the way Phainon treated him like a saint while also staring at him like he wanted to devour him.

Those types of feelings mixing together and being aimed towards Mydei was so foreign he felt almost delirious every time those cold hands moved to a different tattoo to trace over slowly.

Mydei had to move himself slightly to fully watch what Phainon was so keen to do with his shirt halfway rolled up his chest - blinking over those index fingers tracing the lines of crimson slowly like a silent prayer.

“I don’t remember.” Mydei started his rambling, only aware he had even said something by the look of confusion Phainon gave him immediately with knitted brows. A cute look due to that damn muzzle staying firmly on his head when he tilted slightly. 

“I don’t remember how I got them or why.” Mydei clarified as his eyes snapped back to those tender touches on his abs, it was a lie. Of course it was, but he was always nervous about the question of why he had all those tattoos. He liked them. That was always his excuse, but the real reason was something he kept buried. 

Mydei licked his lips slowly at that, at his own thoughts, at the fact Phainon hadn’t asked such a thing.

Except Phainon only dipped his head down, making Mydei’s breath hitch in his throat when Phainon’s nose gently came into contact with one of those tattoos. A sweet movement, one that Mydei could only think was supposed to translate into a kiss if not for that muzzle and gag sealing his fate from such a thing.

That alone made Mydei quickly debate unlocking that muzzle and letting the alpha ravish him with how he saw fit - but both options were so enrapturing to him he wasn’t sure which choice to choose.

It didn’t matter anyway as Phainon pulled away, a hand dipping to instead grab at the hem of Mydei’s sweatpants as he removed his knee there, roughly tugging both his underwear and pants off with a rather quick motion. One that made Mydei bark out a laugh over how desperate Phainon seemed now.

And Mydei was unsure if the desperation was for the muzzle to come off - or because he just wanted to have sex with Mydei that badly.

It was probably a mix of both, if he had to guess.

“Don’t move my pants too far, the key to your muzzle is in the pocket.” Mydei growled at him as he watched Phainon perk up slightly at that - Mydei had half the mind that Phainon would dig the key out of the pockets himself now. But instead he merely moved to tug Mydei’s pants and underwear fully off of him before gently setting them on the bed beside him just a tad away.

Mydei couldn’t even say his cock being free was really a relief - if anything, his sweatpants were loose enough and now he was cold and somewhat annoyed as he watched Phainon move around. He looked.. Almost unsure of something as his blue eyes searched Mydei almost pleadingly.

“What?” Mydei asked dully, fully aware he couldn’t get an answer as Phainon only seemed more upset by that - brows knitting together as he slowly whined out sharply. 

Mydei only blinked blankly at that, because what the hell was he supposed to get about a grown ass alpha looking at him and making pathetic noises at him?

Phainon seemed to sigh at that, giving up on it before moving a hand to brush his own bangs back tiredly - like he was trying to work something out and Mydei really had no idea what that was considering how excited he was to yank Mydei’s pants off. 

Phainon stared at him in the eyes for a few moments before taking a hold of the leash and yanking - something that Mydei immediately found a growl leaving his throat over and gripping onto it tightly. Phainon let out a quiet whine as he only yanked harder against Mydei’s hold, and Mydei really was baffled at how they ended up in a tug of war situation here.

Mydei huffed.

He really did as he let go of that leash that Phainon so badly wanted out of his hands - Whatever. 

“This definitely isn’t behaving for a reward, by the way.” Mydei hissed at him in a low quiet tone, one that made Phainon visibly deflate as he held onto that leash. Clearly having won, but at what cost?

Phainon seemed torn by being told that and whatever else he wanted to do before sagging his shoulders and quickly rounding the bed. That alone made Mydei watch him with blatant confusion.

His dick was hard, his pants were removed from him, and now Phainon didn’t care and was rummaging through his belongings in his nightstand like he owned the place.

Honestly, it was somewhat infuriating the more he thought about it. The more he thought about how gently Phainon was treating him only to immediately leave and do anything but touch him. 

Mydei huffed out a sigh, debating if he should just go take a shower instead of bore Phainon and found himself moving to stand up - jolting as a firm hand grasping his shoulder and pressing him back down to sitting at the edge of his bed from behind and a quiet pathetic whine reaching his ears.

Mydei turned to growl at him, to scold him, only blinking as a hand seemed to offer him two things now.

One; The leash back to him, with a look for pure desperation clouding all of Phainon’s features as he tried to offer it back. Almost like he was pleading for forgiveness for even daring to leave Mydei for a moment.

Two; Lube. Mydei had no idea how Phainon knew he kept it in there, or if the man was just randomly guessing and trying his best to find it, but it sure did answer why Phainon seemed so uncomfortable randomly about the situation.

Mydei slowly accepted the leash, and honestly was unsure what he was supposed to do with the lube.. Considering..

Mydei only accepted the leash and ignored it, huffing out a sigh instead. 

Phainon seemed curious about that, but he seemed more than excited over the way Mydei had given up again and stayed sitting there. Mydei only tensed up as Phainon rounded the bed again to immediately drop to his knees between Mydei’s legs that were hanging off of the bed - moving them slightly more apart with his free hand and humming.

An odd sound considering the muzzle, but Mydei didn’t have time to comment considering that hand then moved to tug Mydei forward slightly. Mydei only allowed it to happen, allowing Phainon to scoot him forward some before immediately ducking his head in  between those legs.

And that was another moment when Mydei regretted that muzzle - regretted the way he couldn’t shove his cock down Phainon’s throat due to the way those blue eyes looked up at him innocently and nuzzled into his inner thigh.

Phainon was wholly unaware of those regrets though as he instead loudly uncapped the lube to pour some on to his hand - only keeping his head slowly rubbing into Mydei’s tender skin there. Mydei slowly moved his hands behind him slightly - just enough to lean back and not nearly enough to yank Phainon’s collar, just to relax a bit as Phainon seemed to work on whatever he planned to do.

Not like Mydei had to wait long as he only stared at Phainon, watching the man seemingly drop the bottle of lube to instead cup at Mydei’s balls lightly. Gently, just enough to languidly massage them before the hand that actually had lube coating it joined it. Not in fully, no, simply ghosting a finger in a long stripe up Mydei’s dick slowly.

Almost too slowly as Phainon gave a pleased hum over the way Mydei tensed up with that long glide across the sensitive underside leaving a cold wetness in the finger’s wake.

“You sure are taking your time with this for a man in cum soaked pants.” Mydei mumbled, only jolting slightly as Phainon gripped his cock at that - as if picking up the not very hidden at all hint with a deep exhale from his nose. 

Mydei only found himself giving a short laugh over that reaction - over the way Phainon had begun stroking him quickly and rather roughly, like Phainon was rushing to make Mydei orgasm. 

Not that Mydei minded, really, if anything, he found himself moving a hand to brush through Phainon’s hair as he stared at him - watching the way Phainon jolted over the touch before leaning into it.

He really was basically a dog, it was rather endearing to Mydei.

A cute, very lovable dog, and Mydei felt his heart only lurch as he dropped his hand to Phainon’s check and Phainon immediately rubbed into it softly with blue eyes shut - his own hand still pumping at Mydei’s cock rather languidly now. As if Mydei’s touch being so tender and soft currently had completely distracted him.

Mydei had to bite down the desire to act out more when those blue eyes blinked open again to look at him, only the way they flickered from looking at Mydei to his cock made him bite down the desire to laugh. Such a dreadfully clingy and horny dog, it seemed.

Mydei retracted his hand at that, moving his hips minisculely to meet that hand for friction, only blinking as Phainon retracted it. 

Phainon moved abruptly quickly to stand up, and Mydei only watched the alpha move to attempt to take off his shirt, struggling slightly due to the collar and leash before awkwardly tugging it off through his legs instead. An action Mydei only watched with a raised brow and extreme amusement before only watching Phainon quickly return to his knees before Mydei.

Mydei hadn’t really had time to fully stare at Phainon when the alpha was in his rut before - but now Mydei finally did. Though, it was hard to focus when he only could find his eyes looking at that fresh bite mark marring rather otherwise perfect skin. What Mydei wasn’t prepared for was the way Phainon readjusted himself, lining himself up to Mydei’s rather cold erection now.

Mydei could only feel himself tighten his jaw as he watched Phainon move slowly, before brushing Mydei’s cock against his own chest. Mydei almost questioned it, almost. But the way Phainon immediately moved to push his own breasts together around Mydei’s shaft made Mydei’s thoughts plummet in a free fall.

“You..”  

Mydei choked out, only to struggle with his words as his eyes watched just how much Phainon was drooling like a dog. Practically dripping onto himself and onto his chest as he tried his best to cup himself around Mydei - around him to give a boobjob. Phainon only blinked upwards innocently at that word, like he didn’t even know why Mydei was shocked.

He had.. Never had such a thing done to him, let alone by another man. He was completely befuddled but it didn’t seem as if Phainon minded, instead he slowly began moving to rub at Mydei in between them. Mydei couldn’t even say if it was the most pleasurable thing in the world, but the way Phainon looked up at him while moving..

Those blue eyes looked so misty, face already slightly puffy from crying earlier and almost looking like he would cry again as he stared upwards. 

That.

That did something to Mydei - more than that boobjob could ever do as electricity spiked through his veins. This was addicting, to have such a precious man stare upwards with all the love in the world in his eyes directed only at Mydei. Only for him to see. While on his knees as an alpha, putting himself beneath Mydei.

Mydei only timidly moved a hand to Phainon’s head, shakily pressing his hips in time with Phainon’s movements thrusting shallowly. It was odd, such a very odd feeling, but those blue eyes staring upwards at him.. He desperately wanted them to keep looking at him - to not look away from him.

The sensation of Phainon’s chest was bizarre by itself, it was warm, very warm and snug between his breasts but they were shockingly plump - most likely softer due to the fact Phainon didn’t work out as much as Mydei did. His body was still well-toned, but his breasts seemed to give more way. 

Mydei regardless of that could only focus on the way Phainon was looking back and forth from Mydei’s face and the cock he was trying his best to jerk off using his body.

The sight of it felt deranged, delirious inducing for Mydei to stare at the sight - and something about Phainon whining as he moved and worked to rub at Mydei made his inner alpha purr at the sight, keen to watch him do his best to pleasure Mydei.

“Good boy..” Mydei shakily told him as his thumb moved against Phainon’s hair - trembling slightly when those blue eyes immediately snapped up to meet Mydei’s own with a shrill whine leaving his throat, one that Mydei paid no heed to as he focused on the sparks of pleasure Phainon was offering him.

Somehow - he didn’t think this should be enough, he really didn’t. And yet, everytime he looked at those eyes begging and looking so pathetically upwards at him, he felt possessive towards the owner. So desperate to mark Phainon as Mydei’s own.. 

Mydei tugged the leash at his thoughts - drinking in the quiet noise Phainon made over that his movements stuttered slightly, that was fine. Mydei felt like he was going to cum soon just from watching those ocean deep eyes mist over and look at him. Mydei couldn’t help but move his hand down to drag his fingers across the straps of that muzzle, humming as he did so.

“You’re awfully cute like this..” Mydei mumbled as he traced Phainon’s jaw - savoring the way Phainon obviously was in shock over the compliment and spilled out a whimper over it around the gag, as if he desperately wanted to reply to Mydei; “Go on then.. Make me cum like this and I’ll let my cute dog put the tip in..”

Phainon immediately whined at that, brows pinching together as his eyes flickered between Mydei and his cock again, as if he couldn’t decide which to give more attention to. 

That was also endearing to Mydei, to know his attention on Phainon made him struggle so much with his task, the thing he wanted to do. But he also wanted Mydei’s attention just as much - Mydei couldn’t hold back a tender laugh as he watched that man disgustingly drip slobber onto himself.

Truly, the self control of a rabid dog.

Though, maybe Mydei was just as bad as Phainon was with how he smirked over Phainon’s renewed efforts. Really, even as Phainon kept rubbing his own chest against the sensitive side of Mydei’s cock - he didn’t think this would be enough. Not really. How could it be? Phainon had a nice body, sure, but not big enough breasts for.. This.

Not compared to someone like Mydei.

The thing that Mydei never in a hundred years could have foreseen making him cum was the way Phainon let out a quiet whimper eventually as he looked upwards in clear pleading. Begging for Mydei to cum, and who was he to say no to those wide eyes that looked at him like he was the only important thing in Phainon’s life?

Mydei almost felt embarrassed as he buckled over to start climaxing onto Phainon - almost. He didn’t nearly hit that fully embarrassed state due to the simple fact Phainon had already cum twice in his own pants; Mydei could cum on him as well.

The part that made Mydei’s breath hitch and struggle was how Phainon didn’t stop, he only continued with a quiet hum as if he was pleased as Mydei painted him in white. A thing that even while blinking back stars - Mydei couldn’t help but stare at the way Phainon didn’t act bothered at all even as it splashed onto his own face slightly. 

Unfaced as Mydei coated some of his neck, collar, and chest in cum - like he didn’t even mind it. If anything, Mydei was pretty sure the man seemed happier than before, and that made his own mind reel with confusion and slight lust.

Lust over the way Phainon seemed so eager to please, so happy to let Mydei do as he wanted to him - it was insanity. They were both alphas, Phainon shouldn’t be gleeful over this, he just shouldn’t. Yet those blue eyes only moved to blink at golden ones - clearly smiling with that gag in his mouth.

Mydei took a moment to just savor Phainon’s incessant rubbing - still attempting his best to pleasure Mydei with his breasts before Mydei gave a scoff slightly. Just quietly as he moved his hand free of the leash’s end to wipe away his own cum slowly off Phainon’s face. As much as it scratched some possessive itch in him to see Phainon with his semen on him..

He just couldn’t leave it there, sighing as he pulled his hand away to wipe it onto his bed. That however, made Phainon give up his attempt at a boobjob - and Mydei would never tell that man it was mainly just Phainon’s expressions that made him cum, he didn’t need Phainon having equal footing with the whole ‘cumming in his pants’ thing. 

Only he was immediately caught off guard as Phainon moved immediately to push Mydei down onto his back roughly - huffing as his back met with the bed.

The next action made Mydei wince, nothing mentally could have prepared him for Phainon immediately crowding around him on the bed - boxing him in with his own legs before slowly dragging his fingers across his own chest. An action Mydei blinked over, that was normal.

Phainon immediately moving to press those fingers covered in Mydei’s own cum, was not normal however - Mydei only grimaced over it, grimaced over how roughly Phainon was pressing those stinky fingers against his lips before Mydei yanked that leash in his annoyance. 

Mydei wished he could say that worked - wished those fingers went away and Phainon hadn’t only jammed his fingers into Mydei’s mouth forcefully, not caring about that pulling of his collar right now apparently.

Mydei debated biting his fingers off heavily, it would be so easy to make sure that man never did it again - but he gave in instead. How could he not? Those blue eyes knew how to pout in a way that made Mydei roll his eyes dramatically before closing his lips around those two fingers in his mouth - shivering slightly over the saltiness of himself sliding onto his taste buds.

Nasty.

Unbelievably nasty, and yet he sucked on those fingers solely because Phainon seemed delighted by it. That was when it finally hit Mydei, finally sank in as he prodded his tongue against those fingers that pressed down at it. He was totally a push over for this damn alpha.

Even worse was the way Phainon moved to once again rub his head against Mydei’s own - like it wasn’t enough to have two fingers in his mouth and always desiring to be closer to him. Mydei could only exhale deeply as he closed his eyes roughly - focusing on steadying his shaky breathing from coming while ignoring those fingers slowly pushing deeper into his mouth.

Mydei gave a low groan at that, mainly out of pure irritation towards the way Phainon seemed so dead set on suffocating him with his scent - but also due to those fingers still pressing deeper. Mydei never really looked at how longer Phainon’s fingers were now, but he certainly was regretting never giving it much thought as they just kept sliding into his mouth. 

He really could understand Phainon now - only growling lowly from his mouth over his lack of ability to speak as Phainon moved his head away languidly. A movement Mydei blinked his eyes open to watch and glare over as he tightened his hold on that leash in a mock  threat.

Phainon tilted his head at that, much too innocently as he curled his fingers inside Mydei’s mouth, almost teasingly before pulling them out in a fluid motion. One that made Mydei almost grit his teeth afterwards - now fully stuck with tasting his own salt on his tongue in the aftermath.

Phainon didn’t seem to mind that, instead bringing those two fingers up to the gag on his mouth and pressing them against whatever part of his own tongue he could reach with a quick wink. A display that left Mydei laying there gawking as Phainon quickly moved. 

“You flirt.” Was all Mydei managed to say in a weak voice, trying his best to ignore the way apparently he was extremely weak for Phainon’s cute actions. Even in this type of situation where Mydei’s bite mark was on full display on Phainon’s chest.

Mydei leaned up only slightly to watch Phainon wiggle out of his own pants and underwear - showing off his obviously aching and ignored erection before tossing them to the side. Only to duck down and pick up the discarded bottle of lube and quickly put it beside Mydei’s ass on the bed with a quiet humming noise. 

Phainon paused however, instead moving to tug at Mydei’s shirt softly, and Mydei found himself huffing a laugh at that; “You want me to take off my shirt?” 

Phainon only perked up at that, obviously ecstatic that Mydei had easily understood what he wanted, however.. “Beg.”

Phainon blinked at that command, just a few times before knitting his brows, something Mydei watched as he leaned back on his elbow lazily. A piece of him almost thought Phainon, while finally free of his dirty clothes, had gained shame back.

Apparently, he was thinking too much on it as Phainon moved in a sluggish fashion, only to press the side of his head against Mydei’s chest with a quiet whining noise leaving his throat as he did so.

That was probably when Mydei realized he was just as doomed as Phainon in this relationship, as easy to fold over for Phainon’s whims and desires as he only huffed out a small chuckle - moving to pet Phainon’s hair once again slowly. “Alright.. Good boy.”

Really, Mydei couldn’t believe how easily he was giving into this man - how quickly he folded and released that leash when Phainon moved away slightly, just enough to give him room to tug off his shirt over his head lazily. Only blinking when he opened his eyes to Phainon holding the end of the leash towards him expectantly. 

Mydei scoffed at that, taking it back slowly as he tossed his shirt off his bed - not even a little shocked at the way Phainon immediately moved to crowd him back down onto the bed, pressing him down slightly. 

He only gave a small gasp as Phainon’s hands immediately moved to cup at his breasts - as if he had been waiting to do that as he gave a small whimpering noise as well. 

“Are you a tits kind of guy?” Mydei teasingly asked as he felt Phainon idly kneading at them, and he really did enjoy the weird noise he heard leave Phainon’s throat - the way he could tell the alpha laughed at the question. Only slowly nodding his head to answer the question as Mydei gave a laugh as well.

That wasn’t surprising, not really when Mydei thought about it for too long, only thinking it was humorous how truthful Phainon was as those hands slowly seemed to take a fistfull of Mydei’s breasts and squeeze at them lightly. 

Mydei only closed his eyes at that loosely - breathing quietly as he allowed Phainon to have his fun with this, he didn’t mind really. His breasts were sensitive but it didn’t seem like Phainon was touching them sexually, if anything, it felt almost like he was being inspected with a faint sense of fascination from the other alpha.

And Mydei dared not think about why that would be, because the answer lurked in his mind and if Phainon said he had the perfect body to be an omega he may actually start choking the man.

Instead, Mydei blinked his eyes open slowly when he felt the bed shifting slightly - watching Phainon move to the side of the bed in a confusing movement, only making Mydei grunt as Phainon took hold of him from above and dragged him forward - further onto the bed.

Clearly, he wanted more room and without being able to talk - manhandling Mydei it was, it seemed. 

Mydei allowed it however, only flopped back down into his comfortable mattress with a deep sigh of what he knew was coming next by how Phainon spread his legs apart as he climbed onto the bed.

Phainon let out a quiet noise - something Mydei could only figure was akin to a hum as he slightly tugged Mydei using his legs. Moving his own legs beneath Mydei’s to leverage his ass upwards just a bit before moving to grab that discarded bottle of lube, and oddly Mydei found himself silent as he watched him work.

Only in a slight daze as Phainon moved about rather silently - something that made Mydei almost miss his voice, those loving comments he probably would have been making right now. Instead, it was remarkably silent.

Silent enough to hear the uncap of lube, silent enough to hear the heavy exhales of Phainon through his nose, and silent enough to hear Mydei’s own heartbeat in his ears every time he looked at Phainon for too long. 

Mydei simply found himself watching Phainon as the man poured some contents of the bottle onto his fingers before moving it to the side again alongside those blue eyes flicking upwards. As if he was silently asking for permission to continue, asking Mydei if it was truly okay as he knitted his brows and a piece of Mydei growled at that. Hissed and gnawed at the prison inside his head that an alpha entering him would never be okay. 

“Go on then.” Mydei mumbled instead, biting down those ever annoying secondary gender urges. They weren’t important, only Phainon was important right now. And if Phainon wanted to have sex with him, Mydei wouldn’t tell him no.

Mydei only jolted slightly as he felt a wet finger immediately probing at his entrance - dragging a cold wet circle around the rim of his hole painfully slowly, as if Phainon was intent on savoring Mydei fully today.

Which, in hindsight, did add up. Considering the fact their first time together had been during Phainon’s rut, Phainon himself probably barely even remembered it. 

Ironic, really, that Mydei would lose his virginity to an alpha that probably didn’t even know or remember it very well. It wasn’t Phainon’s fault either, Mydei had completely allowed him to do that..

Mydei yanked himself out of his thoughts at the feeling of one of those fingers pressing into him timidly, languidly easing into him at a terrifically slow pace. As if Phainon was beyond terrified of hurting Mydei as all. Comical to think about when Mydei had already slammed him into a wall and bitten him until he bled today.

Phainon really was too good for him, even if that muzzle pissed him off to hell and back in more ways than one now.

Phainon was oblivious to Mydei’s thoughts however, and Mydei found himself staring in awe over how genuinely delighted Phainon looked - almost swaying from side to side as his finger edged deeper and deeper into Mydei. A sensation Mydei was doing his best to ignore currently; The first finger was nothing.

The second finger was when the burn began slightly - even if Phainon curled those fingers inside, searching for his prostate, it didn’t stop the painful stretch that happened. Mydei could only manage a low groan over it, moving a hand to cover his eyes as he squirmed slightly.

Just a tad. 

Phainon made a quiet noise in reply, as if he was begging Mydei not to move around when he was scissoring two fingers inside of him but Mydei didn’t really care to hear out those quiet whimpers. Instead creasing his brows as Phainon began his incessant jamming of his fingers in and out while curling them.

Those fingers eventually left him with a whine leaving Phainon’s throat as blue eyes snapped up to meet golden ones, almost questioningly.

“Just the tip.” Mydei reminded him roughly, his voice feeling raspy as Phainon seemed to scrunch up his brows over those words - like he was frustrated by that; Even though they were his words that haunted Mydei. Phainon gave a visible sigh at that, shoulders slumping slightly as he readjusted himself further.

Mydei had only done this once before, only been entered and had sex once before - he wasn’t even sure if Phainon knew he had taken his virginity during his rut. 

Phainon gave a small noise, a humming of sort because he moved a hand slowly to Mydei’s hip - as if to hold him in place while the other hand seemed to line himself up better.

And that? That never got easier as Phainon touched the tip of his wet cock that Mydei didn’t even remember him lubing up against Mydei’s hole teasingly, so lightly and without pressure yet. But it still had Mydei gritted his teeth, biting back the desire to throttle the man - to fight for dominance and assure him he was the alpha here. Not someone to be bred.

Phainon was unaware of that of course, instead pushing it inwards slowly, stretching Mydei wide as he went, even if it wasn’t deep. Even if he did indeed stop at just the tip of his cock - pausing slightly when it fully popped into Mydei. It burned.

It burned and ached - Mydei wasn’t an omega, the groan from his mouth as Phainon hummed softly was enough proof of that. Mydei could only furrow his brows, wiggling slightly in Phainon’s hold even if the alpha huffed over that. Mydei remembered this burn, the ache of Phainon using him during his first time so roughly, a piece of him had hoped it would get easier.

Apparently not.

Even just the tip made his insides squirm slightly, painfully almost to try to adjust to it.

Phainon didn’t wait long however, only slowly moving his hips to exit completely before pushing back in - and Mydei wasn’t an idiot. 

Of course he could  tell it was more than just the tip with each thrust that made his insides squirm. How would he not be able to? He just didn’t know how much Phainon was truly putting into him, seemingly stopping pressing more and more in with each go so it must be enough to satisfy him.

Only.

Mydei couldn’t be satisfied with just this, it was frustrating. Those thrusts were so shallow they didn’t even press into him enough to rub at his prostate. Annoying. 

“Go deeper..” Mydei growled out, and that instantly made those blue eyes dart up to meet his own eyes - a confused noise leaving Phainon’s throat as he did so; “Don’t whine at me, just obey like a good dog would.”

Phainon gave a quiet sound, one that Mydei couldn’t decipher at all before slowly pressing in more - plunging himself in further, and Mydei could only find himself arching his back into that, savoring the stretch that burned at his core. 

“Fuck..” Mydei hissed out as he grasped at the sheets worthlessly, breaking into small pants as he realized Phainon wasn’t stopping. He wasn’t waiting for Mydei to adjust - he was given the order to go deeper and he was carrying it out. Sliding in without pausing at all, even moving to lean over Mydei more.

Mydei only gave a small groan as he shut his eyes once Phainon’s hands landed on Mydei’s shoulders to hold him in place - to make sure he wouldn’t squirm away from being speared open and Mydei found that humorous. Humorous that Phainon was so clearly giving in to his instincts now, that he was losing his battle that told him to breed Mydei.

It should anger Mydei, and it probably would have if he wasn’t focused on the sear in his gut and the painful stretch below himself. 

The sounds were something that made Mydei fight the desire to wiggle slightly - the genuine wet noises of lube being pressed into Mydei along with the deep heavy breathing of Phainon as if he were struggling. It made Mydei open his eyes to blink at the man, to stare at those blue eyes looking downwards while heavily inhaling and exhaling through his nose.

Phainon’s chest was heaving with every movement, like he was desperately trying to stay sane as he forced himself into the depths of Mydei. Painfully stretching him open inch by inch, only pausing once Mydei clenched down instinctively as he rubbed that annoying spot inside of him.

Phainon made a quiet noise at that, one that rumbled in his throat and jerked his eyes up to meet Mydei’s own, a movement that made Mydei only narrow his eyes slightly. A valid reaction considering Phainon’s next move, hands still on Mydei’s shoulders to keep him locked in place as Phainon jerked his hips upwards.

And well, Mydei immediately yanked that leash in his shock and jolt of pain that shot through him as Phainon shoved all of himself inside so abruptly. The loud yelp that left Phainon’s lips could not compare to the loud pained groan from Mydei’s own as he blinked back pricks of tears forming in his eyes.

“That’s.. Not behaving, you know..” Mydei grumbled out, practically breathless over how full and absolutely brutal the stretch inside of him felt. He wasn’t an omega, he couldn’t just adapt to such harsh movements instantly or be pleased with them - they ached and ebbed at him.

He was an alpha.. His body wasn’t made to do this, it wasn’t made to be dominated by another alpha - all he could do was yank that leash slightly for control over the man as he stared upwards at him. As he stared up at Phainon who only looked right back at him - his expression was much too soft and kind for a man that just slammed balls deep into Mydei.

That, pissed Mydei off easily.

“Don’t look at me like that.” Mydei growled out, moving his hand to grab at the leash closer to Phainon’s collar roughly to draw him downwards to Mydei - savoring those blue eyes widening in shock. “Remember who is in charge here.” 

Mydei hissed those words out darkly, fighting the urge to yank Phainon’s collar even harder when Phainon only appeared giddy at that with a small noise leaving his throat. Mydei only leered, tightening his hold to pull him closer - face to face so painfully slowly. “Stop seeming so happy about it.”

Only Mydei found himself completely flabbergasted, stunned as Phainon ducked his head fully down into the crook of Mydei’s neck - nuzzling against him once again. Something about that broke Mydei, absolutely shattered it into pieces. A million pieces that he wasn’t sure he could even manage to fix.

Broke something in him savagely as he also broke into laughter over that reaction from Phainon - genuinely laughing over how sweet the alpha was. 

Phainon didn’t even care that Mydei was scolding him - he just wanted to be closer and loved. How could Mydei not move a hand to his white hair again to pet him soothingly? Mydei instead only fought back a quiet moan as Phainon shallowly pulled out to thrust in, almost testingly while he nuzzled his face into Mydei.

The noise that found its way out of Phainon’s own throat and against that muzzle made Mydei’s cock twitch, the way he was so unabashedly attempting to moan even against that muzzle with just the smallest movements of rolling his hips into Mydei. Just moving enough to make Mydei feel an ounce of pleasure from it.

Mydei was doomed, he knew that much. 

If Phainon saw him as some type of breedable omega confusedly, he wasn’t even sure how long he could manage to be agitated at such an accusation. If that odd delusion made Phainon latch onto him in such a kind, clingy, and tender way - he had no desire to figure out what was wrong with Phainon’s sense of smell.

Mydei only huffed out quietly over it, tilting his head slightly to let the man have all the room he wanted - something Phainon greedily accepted as he moved his head to claim the crook of Mydei’s neck. That wet drool made Mydei shiver slightly and bite back the desire to snarl - it wasn’t like Phainon could bite him anyways.

It was hard for Mydei to focus really - between Phainon rubbing into him like a clingy desperate man and the fact he had an entire cock lodged into him, he wasn’t sure which one required more attention as he fumbled with that leash in his fingers. 

His own erection was leaking incessantly now, so much so that he would be embarrassed if not for the obvious way Phainon wanted to eat him alive. Phainon’s own hands wrapping around Mydei’s neck made him shiver slightly - that along with the way Phainon had begun to teasingly roll his hips, grinding into him.

Mydei couldn’t stop the way his breath hitched at that, feeling Phainon moving deeply inside of him with a small groan leaving his throat. He squirmed just a tad to try to get comfortable, a useless task as Phainon only tightened his hold on him with a small whine leaving his lips. Like he was pleading Mydei to just let him do as he desired.

As if.

Mydei only tightened that hold on the leash to tug him ever-so-slightly, just enough to remind him who was still in control today - as if it actually mattered considering the abrupt rough thrust Phainon did in reply with a snap of his hips. Mydei only tilted his head into the sheets at that with a garbled groan - twitching as he clutched that leash harder.

Regretfully for Mydei, Phainon only seemed pleased by the way Mydei’s insides had clenched over that movement - naturally, he decided to move his legs and repeat that action to tear another noise from Mydei’s throat. 

One that Phainon matched this time with a whimper of his own as he pressed his head into Mydei’s, clearly savoring the way Mydei clenched so much with those thrusts.

Mydei only found himself arching his back as Phainon fell into a rhythm of deeply pushing into him and roughly grinding against him balls deep - it shouldn’t be so addicting as an alpha, and yet he found himself moaning each time Phainon slammed back into him. 

It was mortifying this time around having sex with Phainon - knowing the man was clear headed and would remember how needy Mydei’s insides were, how desperately they clenched and pleaded Phainon’s cock to keep going with every thrust.

Nothing prepared Mydei enough mentally for the new pace Phainon had set, each thrust being horribly deep and unrelenting. A pace that made Mydei break into quiet near whines each press against his prostate happened, a whine each time Phainon’s hips met his ass to sink back into him deeply. 

And Mydei wasn’t even sure if he could think straight with how hard he was holding onto that leash - feeling the leather slowly etching into his skin from the pressure of holding onto it tightly.

The worst part was how easily he was finding his way to his second orgasm with each thrust - the way he felt his legs trembling with each brutal push of Phainon’s cock into him that made his own erection twitch and leak pathetically.

“Wait-” Mydei growled out as he yanked the leash hard, trying his best to stop the man who seemed intent on thrusting into him - stalling Phainon somewhat as he leaned away for once to  blink at Mydei almost in an upset manner; “Don’t knot me..” 

Mydei had to say that he could tell with each thrust how Phainon’s knot was swelling up so much against him - if he was close to cumming, he knew for sure Phainon, the man who came in his pants twice, was also there.

Phainon visibly seemed upset by those words however, so much so that Mydei almost thought Phainon looked like he had just received the worst news of his life, and Mydei couldn’t help but bark a harsh laugh; “Pull out.” 

That was the second worst news to Phainon it seemed, as Mydei relaxed the leash enough for him to obey with an odd sniffling noise - clearly trying to be dramatic about his sorrow and how close he was to knotting Mydei as he unraveled his limbs from holding Mydei. Only to lean onto his haunches and slowly exit him with one last shallow desperate thrust.

Mydei at the feeling of being emptied, flipped onto his stomach and pushed himself up a bit lazily to crawl to his pants and dig out that damnedable key, only to jolt as two hands found their way onto his hips and a cock pushing back inside of him easily. 

Mydei was almost embarrassed at how smoothly Phainon slid back into him with a satisfied sigh coming from Phainon’s lips against that gag.

“You-” Mydei hissed out over the fullness of Phainon’s cock sinking deep into him again, that same rough pounding picking up again as Mydei only found himself moaning desperately at the new angle - savoring each rough thrust into him from Phainon. 

Mydei didn’t have it in him to scold Phainon, instead sinking his front end into the sheets below and allowing Phainon to do as he pleased.

“I wanted to..” Mydei started in between weak moans, feeling his insides twitching horribly as he neared his own release; “To take off your muzzle before you knot me..” Mydei tried to explain.

He did, he really did try to.

But Phainon didn’t stop his rough pace, if anything, Mydei felt his legs tremble over the way he seemed to have sped up with that news - each thrust making Mydei grip onto that leash just the tiniest bit harder.

Mydei found nothing in himself willing to even try to right himself - instead just allowing that cock to push and pull into him so roughly, rubbing at his sweet spot every now and then to drive sparks of electric pleasure up his spine and weak moans leaving his lips. 

The only thing that was slightly more baffling was the wetness on his back - something that his mind was reeling over until he realized it.

Phainon was drooling on him while pounding him into the mattress. That, was a bit embarrassing to think about. Even if it did make his dick twitch and come even closer to his own release over the thoughts of how ecstatic Phainon was about this. 

The noises were another thing - the way Phainon seemed to be growling out moans with each rough and deep thrust, like he was chasing his climax so restlessly. The wetness squelching with each plunge into Mydei made his ears burn when he thought about it for too long. The slapping of Phainon entering him so deeply.

It was too much, his ears felt like they were on fire if he even stopped to think about it - finding himself grateful Phainon didn’t seem too keen on letting him think too much.

Instead, He could feel Phainon leaning over him slowly, as if to readjust himself before a hand tendering touched at Mydei’s neck, brushing hairs to the side with deft fingers. That was questionable until he realized what it was. Phainon was trying to expose that bite mark while plowing into him.

Annoying.

Mydei found himself growling over that, moving to lean up partly only.. He didn’t get far - that hand instantly pressed into the back of his head, shoving him back down into the sheets roughly in time with a thrust that made him moan out pathetically. 

It was almost humiliating how much he loved this - how much he enjoyed just letting someone else take control for once, even if that annoying alpha piece of him screamed to fight for control. All he could manage was a weak tug with every deep shove of Phainon’s cock inside of him and a small cry from his lips  as his legs shook from the force of being entered. The only warning of the new actions he had was a low groan from Phainon’s throat as his hand left the back of Mydei’s head.

An almost growling noise as he grabbed onto Mydei’s hips tightly, making sure he stayed with his ass up for him - only to make Mydei himself jolt at the realization, at the burning stretch.

“I can’t..” Mydei mumbled out, still burying his head into the sheets as he shook his head. His body wasn’t designed to take knots.. The first time had been a fluke, he couldn’t.. He couldn’t take it again.

“Phainon..” Mydei wasn’t sure if he was pleading or not as his hands were both full, gripping onto both the leash and key uselessly while he came to terms that Phainon hadn’t stopped. He was still dreadfully slowly spearing Mydei apart with his knot, inching forward like a snail inside of him.

“Just slam it in.” Mydei grumbled out - this was infuriating, almost more painful than if it was just forced into him roughly. Instead with this pace he had time to choke and whimper, embarrassing, the worst. But those words easily drew out a weird noise from Phainon’s throat - one that made Mydei huff darkly before trying to glare at the man over his shoulder.

Such a cute alpha that stared back at him with only worry in his eyes - terrified over the idea of hurting Mydei blatantly obvious on his features.

Only, Mydei yanked that leash roughly; “Obey.”

Phainon gave a quiet little whine at that, one that was much too sweet for his next action as his hands tightened on Mydei before he did in fact obey. Slamming his hips into Mydei’s ass along with holding Mydei in place to force that full knot into him and well. 

Mydei certainly found himself sputtering out some curses and twitching his entire body over the sheer pain of it - it was too much. The first time somehow had been easier than this, this knot had him blinking out tears and choking on a lump in his throat as his vision seemed to grow dark with stars dotting it. 

Barely even aware of the way he was cumming - because how could he focus on that when the searing pain of Phainon’s knot was way more dizzying? If anything, he only pressed his head into the bedsheets, clutching at them uselessly as he felt Phainon leaning, moving slightly with heavy pants.

Mydei ignored that, ignored the way he felt Phainon fumbling with Mydei’s own hand. Ignored everything Phainon did to instead groan into the bedsheet as his body tried to relax around that knot, at the giant cruel intrusion. 

“What is.. My reward for behaving?” A hoarse voice broke into the silence, still panting as he rolled his hips slightly, a movement that Mydei only groaned more over as he didn’t dare hone in on the sensation of Phainon breeding him for his own sanity.

His reward.

His reward for keeping the muzzle on.

Mydei didn’t know - his mind was a blank slate currently.

Mydei could only lick his lips before slowly turning his head to the side, trying to blink a golden eye into focus to stare at the rather beaming Phainon; “I’ll think about it..”

That was all he could say when his eyes met the way Phainon was smiling so sweetly at him, so genuinely delighted to be knotting him again.

That thought only made Mydei’s head ache. 

“What?! You don’t even know?” Phainon immediately resorted to pouting, so obvious about it as he knitted his brows and Mydei wanted to laugh, he did. Only his shaky body felt like it truly would collapse if he did anything but focus on staying in this position for that knot lodged in him.

“Nope.” Mydei admitted tiredly, trying his best to recover from his own orgasm and the fact he could feel Phainon still pumping into him. 

He would need such a long shower after this..

“Huh..” Phainon sounded almost disappointed, almost, but the evident perkiness of his mood shined through as he quickly seemed to come up with something else; “Can I make a request, then?”

Mydei tried to look at him again, only to study his face before cracking a rather small smile over the way that alpha always seemed thrilled over speaking to Mydei; “.. I’ll hear you out.”

“Next time we have sex, I want to be able to tell you all the things I like about your body..” Phainon spoke softly - voice raspy from either lack of use, or attempts of using it but being unable to fully voice anything.

Mydei however only huffed at that, trying to readjust himself but that was rather a difficult task considering the knot filling him up and Phainon’s hands on him. Mydei almost asked like what, almost. But he dared not think of his body betraying him and reacting to compliments while Phainon is already cumming inside of him.

“.. Right.” Was all Mydei said in a tone dripping of disbelief laced with tiredness, but that didn’t dissuade one of Phainon’s hands to drop lower - ghosting to the front of Mydei’s chest before trailing down. Making him shiver easily as Phainon slowly dragged his finger downwards.

“Your happy trail is so cute.. I couldn’t stop staring at it earlier.. Barely visible with how blonde it is, I’m so lucky to get to see it..” Mydei found himself tightening his hold on the leash at that, shaking slightly over just cumming and being so sweetly talked to. It was insanity to consider this was an alpha saying this to him..

“Don’t..” Mydei mumbled out as he rolled his head into the sheets, it was too embarrassing, he didn’t need to hear this!

“Don’t? But you clenched up so nicely..” Phainon retorted with a small laugh, instead dragging that hand up towards his pectorals slowly; “Your tattoos.. You said you ‘don’t remember how or why’ you got them, right?”

Mydei gave a shuddering breath as he felt that familiar feeling of Phainon gliding his fingers across those markings on Mydei’s chest slowly - amazed that Phainon even remembered exactly where they were. 

“Were you being honest.. Or just trying to hide something about yourself?” Phainon cooed softly as he gave a roll of his hips - and Mydei choked back a groan over the movement it caused Phainon’s cock to give inside of him. 

“I’m so curious about them Mydei..” Phainon continued as he raised that hand further up slowly to cup at Mydei’s breast gently with a quiet hum. Mydei didn’t know how to reply to that, only able to dig his head a bit further into the sheets with a quiet sigh tumbling from his lips as he creased his brows.

Phainon seemed to give up at that, only humming again as he leaned upwards and away, moving to instead focus on keeping Mydei upright again it seemed.

“You take my knot so well.. I hope we have so many pups!” Phainon told him abruptly to change the topic in such a sing-song voice that.. Well.

Mydei only found himself tensing at those words, the idea of him being pregnant with children was laughable. Little less laughable as he currently had that man pumping cum into him and locking it in with his knot while Mydei insides squirmed to accept it all. 

“Ergh.. I take it back.. Put the muzzle back on..” Was what Mydei managed as he buried his head slightly into the covers, trying his best to ignore the burning in the tips of his ears over the sensation inside of him.

“Nope!” Phainon much too happily said from behind, and Mydei could feel the way he rolled his hips - as if he was trying to get deeper into Mydei while still breeding him; “You said you didn’t know if I was an alpha or omega due to how I was acting.. What does taking my knot and cumming from it every time make you feel like?”

Mydei could only groan loudly and roll his head into the sheets roughly at those words. It was embarrassing, his body wasn’t meant to take knots, it wasn’t. And yet some sick part of him did enjoy this. Enjoyed Phainon pressing him into the bed and knotting him like he was some type of needy omega in heat.

“.. Shut up. Was your first goal with that muzzle off to piss me off?” Mydei growled at him tiredly, not even flinching as he felt Phainon start to knead at his ass cheeks - pulling them apart slightly before trying to press in deeper.

Amusing considering he had no more cock left to give - and Mydei was full enough already.

Phainon laughed as he did that however, a gentle sound that Mydei found himself basking in after such a long silence from the alpha; “Mm.. You’re not angry though!”

That statement made Mydei lift his head up slightly to throw a weird look over his shoulder towards the grinning man buried inside of him; “.. According to who?”

“Your scent is much different when you’re angry.. You seem to enjoy being bred enough that you-” Mydei yanked on that damned leash at full strength, easily jerking Phainon’s head forward with garbled words sputtering out in place of his sentence actually being finished.

Phainon only leaned forward more, folding himself on top of Mydei’s back to pepper kisses into his shoulders lightly; “Sorry, sorry. No more teasing..”

“So, you obviously like the leash and collar, but do you like the muzzle?” Phainon’s voice was hot against Mydei’s skin as he remained pressed against him, rubbing his head into Mydei’s shoulder slowly and the question made Mydei almost embarrassed to think about how he felt towards all those things.

“.. I like hearing your voice.” Mydei answered honestly with a loud exhale, knowing for a fact over the way Phainon jolted slightly that being told that would surely go to his head and bite Mydei in the ass later. Maybe even literally.

Phainon instead hummed, as if he were a scholar and this was some revolutionary idea he was jotting down to remember for later as a hand moved to trail a circle against Mydei’s spine - a movement that made Mydei shiver slightly; “I see.. Situational usage.. You’re so sweet, Mydei!”

Mydei shivered again however, almost trembling as Phainon slowly licked a stripe across his neck - a spot that Mydei dared not even think about what was there as Phainon repeated the action slowly. Clearly, licking at that mark that had not gone away yet lovingly. Possessively, even.

“Don’t lick me like that.” Mydei growled, mainly for his own sanity and the feeling of being claimed nipping at his mind angrily again, and Phainon only laughed softly before pressing a kiss so blatantly on that bite mark before his breath hotly fanned across Mydei’s skin again.

“You have my knot inside you and I can’t lick you for fun?” Phainon fired back playfully and Mydei could only huff out a somewhat amused noise.

This alpha was truly going to be the death of him.

“You drooled enough as it is all over me. I’ll have to shower when I send you home.” Mydei mumbled out as he slowly pushed his head into the sheets again almost tiredly - exhausted from Phainon using him so roughly and being stretched so painfully full. 

All he had learned today was he enjoyed having somewhat of a feeling of control over Phainon - something Phainon seemed more than willing to give to him as well. But he also learned how deeply he enjoyed Phainon, not from a sexual sense, but something much darker that itched at him. 

He knew it had to be that mutual feeling of possessiveness they both were inclined to feeling as alphas, he knew it was. But it still felt more than odd to even consider feeling it towards Phainon; the man just a few weeks before Mydei was dead set on proving Phainon desired a beta or omega more.

Now that thought of him truly finding one of those.. Terrified Mydei in a way he didn’t know how.

A deep irrational way that made him idly tighten his grip on that leash in a sheer level of deep rooted fear.

“You’re sending me home after this?” Phainon innocently inquired, not at all aware of Mydei’s inner worries and dread rising to the surface. Only sounding like he was a pathetic sad dog being kicked out of his home.

Mydei found himself growling however, turning his head slightly as he fought his own insecurities down. If Phainon decided to leave him, that was his choice, and one Mydei would simply have to swallow down eventually.

“Of course I am, I have to make you take that damnable muzzle out of my home or I’ll get pissed at you everytime I see it.” Mydei told him sternly as he attempted to look at the alpha in question, feeling himself smirk on instinct over the cute way Phainon moved slightly so that Mydei would be looking at him.

“.. If it leads to this, I don’t mind!” Phainon told him with a much too beaming smile, much too bright as Mydei only narrowed his eyes at him, scoffing slightly before shaking his head roughly. 

“It won’t. I’ll throw you out of a window next time.” Mydei growled out his weak threat, one that held no true water and Phainon clearly knew that as he smiled somehow wider - like that idea only amused him more.

Phainon only shrugged a shoulder weakly, faking a dramatic sigh as he did so; “Ah… Shame!”

Mydei however, found himself squirming slightly at the feeling of something leaking out of him - the feeling of his insides no longer being so full and stuffed. A movement that didn’t last long as Phainon’s hands found their way to his hips, obviously to stop his wriggling.

“Your knot has deflated.. Get off of me. I need a shower.” Mydei huffed out as he tiredly pulled that leash - he wouldn’t survive another round with this bastard. There was no way, Mydei’s legs already felt like jello with a slight tremble to them as he kept his ass up for that cock lodged inside him.

“You’re shooing me out just like that?!” Phainon asked in a tone that bordered on teasing and somehow hurt as he steadied Mydei in a firm hold - like he didn’t want to pull out of him at all and Mydei could only sigh at that, blinking as he buried his head into the sheets again.

He suddenly had such a headache.

“I’d give you my spare key, but seeing as we’ll both be moving soon, I fail to see the point in it.” Mydei mumbled out slowly, as if he were bartering anything to make that cock leave his insides at this point. 

That only made Phainon yank him a bit closer in his shock, and Mydei had to fight all of his inner demons not to get hard again over that cock moving inside him; “You would give me your what!?”

“Be a good dog and pull out, Phainon.” Mydei growled out as he equally yanked that leash to put them both on equal grounds, showing he could do that as well. 

“Okay okay.. But it’s so warm inside you..” Phainon was obviously pouting, and as Mydei laid his head in the sheets, he didn’t even need to try to look and see his face to know what expression was there.

Mydei was not falling for his pouts again, not today. 

“Out.”

“Okay okay! Sir yes sir or whatever..”

Phainon however, did thrust a few more times shallowly, drawing out a low groan from Mydei’s lips from the overstimulation and the feeling of Phainon’s own cum dripping down his legs. It all was too much, even with those short thrusts like Phainon was trying to keep going were too much.

Mydei was beyond thankful as those thrusts slowly stopped as Phainon pulled out. Now leaving Mydei’s body achingly tired as he clenched his free fist into the sheets with how Phainon was still holding him upright.

If that alpha tried for another round, Mydei would actually strangle him.

“This is so sad to watch..” Phainon mumbled out in such a tone that made Mydei raise his head tiredly to throw a glare over his shoulder -  taking in the sight of Phainon clearly looking distressed as he stared at Mydei’s back. Something Mydei didn’t quite understand at all.

“What?”

Phainon drifted his eyes upwards to meet Mydei’s own before giving a weak, almost sad smile, one that seemed like it was mournful; “We could have had such beautiful children if you kept it all inside..”

Mydei scoffed at that, loudly as he turned to slap his head back down into the sheets.

“.. You’re insane to boldly say that out loud to me, and I’m an alpha.” Mydei hissed out, knowing fully well Phainon didn’t need a reminder for the latter fact, no matter how much he seemed to ignore that biology about Mydei.

“I can pray, can’t I?” Phainon immediately retorted as he released his hold on Mydei’s hips, to which Mydei immediately slumped into his bed - not giving a damn what it must look like to Phainon as the chill of liquid leaving his hole still sent shivers down his spine.

He really, really wanted that shower, but also his entire body felt absolutely numb and lifeless.

Mydei only managed to huff out a small laugh, one that almost hurt his throat with how forced it was; “Insane.”

Mydei only continued as Phainon obviously moved slightly, a hand landing on Mydei’s thigh and rubbing at it softly, much too gently for what Mydei was used to; “Take the box and put the damn muzzle in it. I don’t want it.”

“Okay but..” That hand paused its movements much to Mydei’s own chagrin, it was a thing too tender for an alpha like himself, but it was so very welcomed at the same time. 

A confusing mix of emotions.. That seemed to be the usual situation Phainon caused him to face.

“But what?” Mydei asked tiredly, as he pressed his forehead into his bed, trying his best to swallow down whatever emotions he was struggling to decipher as that hand slowly went back to massaging him ever-so-slightly.

“Can I.. Borrow some clean pants, maybe?”

That question made Mydei bark out a laugh, as he released his hold on Phainon’s leash. Instead moving that tired hand to point at his dresser against the wall - not even checking if Phainon was following his index finger’s attempt to point; “.. Second drawer on the left of the door.”

“Thank you, dearest.” Phainon immediately said, and Mydei only gave a low hum over that - not willing to digest the somersault his heart did to betray him over that nickname being said so casually towards him. He only shoved his head deeper against those sheets, trying his best not to over think the things Phainon was easily doing to his heart.

“You seem tired..” Mydei blinked his eyes open at Phainon’s softly spoken observation, turning his head a bit to register the man and stare at those ocean blue eyes - studying them before having to ignore the fluttering churn of his stomach again. 

Phainon was flushed, clearly still dusted in a faint blush from the exercise of today, but the way his hair looked so tousled and fluffy made Mydei want to reach out and pet him again.

Embarrassing..

“I just need a moment before I shower..” Mydei mumbled as he darted his eyes away, not willing to think about how affectionate he felt towards another alpha - not desiring to keep sniffing his scent either as he returned to burying his head into the safety of his own sheets like he wasn’t covered from head to toe in Phainon’s pheromones and scent regardless.

“Right.. I’ll see you tomorrow for apartment shopping, or whatever you said?” Phainon continued on as Mydei heard him sliding over drawers, clearly searching for pants that might fit him - and Mydei almost offered underwear too. Almost. He had half the mind to realize he would probably never get either of those back however and instead pressed out a quiet sigh.

What was he supposed to do now that he was coming to terms with really liking this man?

Act out on these impulses? Reach for Phainon when he desires to?

He couldn’t..

“Mhm..” Mydei agreed to the question, only trying to bury Phainon out of his head more - as if he were an ostrich sticking his head into sand. Embarrassing. It all was so embarrassing. He should act on it - something told him maybe in a different life he would be strong enough to do just that.

Only he found himself easily tensing up instead as Phainon silently made his way back to the side of the bed, crawling slightly onto it before brushing a hand through Mydei’s hair timidly - only to quickly duck and place a kiss to the back of Mydei’s head so very tenderly that Mydei felt dizzy over it.

Dizzy over the way he wanted to return it, but was unsure if that was allowed. If he was allowed to truly show this man such sweet affections back.

“Rest well, Mydei.” Phainon quietly cooed as that hand brushed through Mydei’s golden hair a few more times before chuckling softly as he moved his second hand to gently massage at Mydei’s shoulder; “.. Are you sure you don’t want me to stay for like.. Aftercare or just cuddling in general..”

Mydei wasn’t sure. He didn’t know if he ever wanted this alpha to leave his side again, or if he feared someone else realizing how priceless he was and taking him away from Mydei now.

It would be easy wouldn’t it? Mydei had already hurt Phainon once before.. It would be easy for him to find someone much gentler, right?

“Go home, you silly dog.. You’ll have plenty of time for that later..” Mydei found himself saying painfully, doing his best to choke down those fears. They were surely irrational with the high regard Phainon seemed to have for Mydei. Mydei just.. Needed to focus on the way Phainon treated him in the present times. 

Nothing else.

“Ah..” Phainon hushedly said as he ceased his tender brushing of Mydei’s hair to push off of the bed, giving a small hum as he did so; “That’s a promise then, Mydei.”

“Mm.” Was all Mydei said in reply as the bed righted itself with the lack of Phainon aiding to sink it downwards at his side.

Even as Mydei listened to Phainon leave, listened to the footsteps of his departure, listened to the clicking of his front door being closed shut.

And focusing on the present.. Mydei couldn’t believe this situation was real. The unbelievable parts being that he somehow basically had a fuck buddy, but more importantly he was the one being fucked in that situation. 

Most confusingly is how he enjoyed that part of it.

But it was cruel to Phainon to call this relationship just that - Mydei wouldn’t deny those looks and glances any longer. It was obvious Phainon wasn’t a simple ‘fuck buddy’, that man was wholly devoted in his cause to try to win Mydei’s heart. 

No matter if they both were alphas, with those gentle caresses and tender touches, it was clear that Phainon wanted Mydei on such a deeper emotional level, and however long that lasted - Mydei wanted to succumb to those desires of Phainon’s.

Something about that thought made Mydei almost embarrassed, moving his hands up to his face to groan into them as he flipped onto his back.

For the first time in his life, he felt like a teenager struggling through his first crush.

Notes:

well. back to the horrors for 12 and 13 hope we're chill with that.
NOT A REPEAT OF LAST TIME we have to go through mydei's backstory love is love

Chapter 12

Notes:

i need to get better at descriptions but that shit hard as hail.
but also i do give a warning im dogshit at writing and my fics are mid so atp this is on you for clicking next chapter. never forget that

Phainon was late.

It wasn’t his fault! But also he did completely forget to tell Mydei he had work today! He uh.. Was busy and didn’t really think about it when his mouth wasn’t full!

At least, in his defense, he had told Mydei when he got home later, and Mydei, the ever talkative, had hit him with a solid ‘Okay.’ text back. That was fine! The address Mydei had texted him to come to today afterwork, was less than fine!

He could not afford this! Was Mydei out of his mind?! Even so, he scaled the flights of stairs (he didn’t dare try to figure out the very fancy elevator with the front desk staff staring at him) until he found what should be the address while panting heavily - only to pause as a woman immediately approached him with a smile on her lips.

Not a comforting one, a smile that seemed like she was hiding something - a much too thin smile, taut and stressed, eyes that seemed to be fully inspecting Phainon from head to toe.

Oddest part was how she most obviously sniffed at him. An action that Phainon found himself taking a step away from, furrowing his brows. She, however, straightened herself back up, moving to brush off nonexistent dirt off herself as she only blinked at him innocently.

All before slowly turning to look at the door just a few feet away, slightly ajar; “Do you know the alpha in there looking at this place?”

That question was odd. For sure, Phainon could only think of the alpha he was very much so acquainted with as he stared her down for answers silently. Snow white hair - but she didn’t seem to actually be that old, nails so very manicured, with the most red lipstick he had ever seen in his life.

He didn’t know much about fashion, but the fact her entire formal attire was blood red made him also feel stunned, she was much too eye-catching. She looked as if she were attending a business conference - not sniffing at Phainon in a damn apartment complex hallway.

The worst part.. Was she was a beta. Why.. Why did she want to know about Mydei?

“Uh..” Phainon started very slowly as his thoughts stalled over the thoughts of a beta trying to talk to Mydei, desperately trying to meet with that man just beyond those doors. The same man Phainon did not want to share with her, not even the slightest bit.

She only innocently looked back to him, that smile still uncomfortably on her lips - like her teeth didn’t fit her face; “Blonde hair, red at the end, very amber eyes.. Can’t mistake him!”

Of course Phainon knew him, but he wasn’t sure how to exactly escape this conversation either, would she just be waiting outside for them both if he did try to just go to the tour he was already late to?

If that was the case - would she just tattle on Phainon for not bothering to hear her out and instead ducking into the apartment? Would Mydei be mad at him for it?

That question alone made bile threaten to burn at his throat as he coughed slightly, only to clear that rising horrible feeling.

“..You mean Mydei?” He asked slowly, not really feeling the name fall out of his mouth correctly - as if it felt foreign for once in his life and not a happy blessing to be saying it. 

Even worse.

The way she raised a brow so curiously haunted him, just before she seemed absolutely delighted by that. 

“Ah.. Yes, him! So you do know him! That Mydei..” Her tone was so sing-song, so forced, that Phainon found himself shuffling his weight between his feet before looking at that door nervously.

He desperately wished he was already by Mydei’s side right now..

Phainon wasn’t even quite sure what to say or what to call himself in regards to Mydei, well.. 

“.. We’re uh.. Roommates?” Phainon slowly told her as his eyes moved back to her - making him realize he really, really needed to ask Mydei to go out with him at the least.. Even if the idea of doing that made his face burn slightly.. Surely Mydei wouldn’t say no, right?

Phainon was pretty sure they did things partners would do with each other.. Even if their secondary genders didn’t match up, Phainon didn’t mind.

He was sure he could handle Mydei during his rut and help him along through it! And he knew Mydei could do the same for him, did anything else really matter then if they liked each other enough?

She looked absolutely bewildered by that - her head jerking back slightly before she coughed out a slight laugh; “I see.. How.. Interesting! Regardless, I was simply wanting to get in contact with him..” 

Phainon found himself instinctively almost bristling at that - for once gritting his teeth over the idea of whatever the backstory here was between her and Mydei. At the way a beta so desperately wanted to meet Mydei again she had followed him to here..

But.. Then again, that meant Mydei told her where he was..

That thought alone made Phainon bite back just a bit of sorrow that threatened to form a lump in his throat - a thing he opted to ignore to instead focus on being what he knew was overprotective towards Mydei as he leered at her.

Clearly, his annoyance was picked up by her as she raised a perfectly plucked brow before moving a hand to dig into her small rather useless sized purse - only to withdraw a rather fancy looking envelope. Pure black colored with a golden seal on it, Phainon could only blink at it widely.

“I have to go, so I’m unable to talk to him myself when he leaves - perhaps you would give him this letter from Castrum Kremnos for me?” She asked with a tilt of her head, a movement Phainon only blinked over due to how not a single hair on her head moved with the movement.

Those words though..

Phainon could only take the envelope slowly, flipping it back and forth a few times only to marvel at that golden wax seal on the front with the giant initials of C.K. so boldly present. 

Phainon blinked a few times at it before throwing her a look of confusion; “.. Castrum Kremnos? What does that company want from Mydei?”

The beta at that seemed taken aback, physically reeling slightly with raised brows almost dramatically before she gave a borderline sheepish laugh. At least, he assumed it was sheepish. 

It almost seemed like she was mocking Phainon before she waved a hand dismissively; “What.. An interesting question! Do please give him that, would you?”

Phainon really couldn’t think of a good reason to decline such a desire, especially if it was a good offer for Mydei’s life. Instead, he could only ghost his hand over to obtain that letter with almost a tremble as he tried to study the woman meticulously; “Uh.. Sure? I guess.”

The absolute speed at which she perked up as soon as he touched that envelope was electric, moving so quickly to evade the scene that Phainon almost felt like he had been handed a pipe bomb that she wanted no evidence of connection with.. And maybe he had been.

“Thank you so much! I’ll be off now! Have a good day!” She quickly said to him, waving politely as she ducked away towards the elevator. And maybe he would have believed she actually wanted him to have a good day if not for the way her voice was horribly clipped - jagged and almost mocking. 

A tone that made him glance at that letter in his hands with a lurking fear before back at her; “You too..”

Phainon found himself watching her wave in a daze - up until the very second those silver metallic elevator doors snapped closed. At which, he only slowly turned to face the apartment door with a small sigh.

Back to the current situation at hand; The fact this was way out of Phainon’s price range!

Phainon could only clutch that letter and slowly open the door to that apartment, sniffling a little as he did so. 

This was the worst - that was his first thought when his eyes fell onto a plate of damn cookies set out on a table at the side of the entryway. This was really too far out of his price range.. Cookies!? 

Phainon could only breathe out a sigh, he should have said something in the texts but Mydei was already here - what was he supposed to do!? Just not show up to be here and look at an apartment with his not-boyfriend-desired-boyfriend!?

No! Of course he had to come!

Even if he felt like he was going to suffocate with just how clean it smelled in here - fresh soap and obvious citrus tang in the air of cleaning supplies constantly being used for upkeep. Phainon could only drag his eyes across the sleek maroon walls with a sense of dread every time he passed by an opened door leading into a new room.

Why were there so many?!

Thankfully, it wasn’t hard to find the man he was after as he slowly smelled it - that same scent he knew to be Mydei’s. That sweetness that Phainon found he could easily get drunk off of. 

The owner of it, however, was standing in the obvious kitchen - back turned to him completely focused on his current task.. 

“Mydei!” Phainon happily sang out as his eyes landed on that alpha that seemed to be fully inspecting a microwave, only turning with a hand tapping his chin idly as Phainon called out to him.

“Phainon, you’re..” Mydei’s eyes trailed downward as Phainon approached, and Phainon immediately halted over the way those golden eyes stalled completely on his hands. The way Mydei’s eyes didn’t move an inch away from that envelope he was holding; “What.. Is that?”

That tone alone and the flickering emotions on Mydei’s face were sign enough that Phainon should not have accepted this letter - there was an odd emotion that Phainon was horrified to decipher, almost shaking if he even considered it.

Hurt.

A level of hurt that Phainon had never wanted to cause to this man, a quick flickering of utmost sorrow and woe that completely plagued his facial expressions with a crack of his voice.

“Why do you have that?” Mydei only continued, seeming more and more upset by the second with those eyes only drifting between Phainon’s face and that cursed letter;  “Phainon? Why?”

Phainon found himself reeling at that - choking down the lump that was forming so painfully in his throat;  “A lady in the hallway asked me to give it to you..”

This was obviously distressing to Mydei, whatever that letter was. The idea of Phainon being the cause of such a level of obvious hurt and almost fear made Phainon debate jumping out the surely expensive windows of this apartment. As soon as he found one.

Mydei only stared at him, those eyes still a wildstorm of emotions as he slowly spoke in such a quiet tone that only made Phainon feel worse; “.. A lady?”

“A beta.. I think.. Snow white hair, dressed really formally, immediately jumped at me when I said I did know you..” Phainon found himself speaking six hundred words a second, every word simply tumbling out of his lips at lightning speeds while he was under the watchful gaze of Mydei.

One gaze that, almost, seemed to lighten up just a bit over those words. Just enough to bite back Phainon’s growing desire to jump out the window, just a bit.

“.. Is that so?”

“I’m not lying! She was really unsettling in pure red, it was really weird! She asked if I knew the alpha touring this place and then when I said I did she gave me this and spoke about Cas-”

“Okay.” Mydei interrupted Phainon’s rambling bluntly, shaking his head before he closed the distance with a hand extended, eyes only dropping to that letter in Phainon’s hand with a rather cold tone etched into his voice; “Give me that.”

Phainon didn’t even second think that, handing it over with almost a shaky hand - praying that Mydei’s emotions of sadness and betrayal quickly passed him by. 

He truly hadn’t meant to upset Mydei.. If he had known he wouldn’t have accepted the thing!

“Right.. I was told to anyway..” Was all Phainon said however, watching as Mydei took it gingerly, slowly rolling it between his fingers before bringing his other hand to touch it. Solely to grip it and shred it into pieces slowly, repeating it until it was certainly unsalvageable. 

Phainon almost felt aghast as he watched; “You’re just tearing it up!? What about whatever investment is in there?”

Or whatever else they could be wanting, Phainon wasn’t too clear about what Castrum Kremnos did outside of manufacturing weapons, but he knew they had good social ties if anything..

“I’m not interested.” Mydei answered flatly, only turning slightly to move to the rather fancy looking silver garbage can placed in the corner - probably not even something they had intended on visitors using. Not like Mydei cared, however, as he dumped the shreds of paper into it before wiping his hands together.

As if the letter had somehow gotten him dirty. 

“Mydei! The Kremnos family has really good opportunities in it, you should hear them out a little.” Phainon tried to point out in a rather hushed tone, not sure what else he should reasonably even be saying about this when he knew nothing about whatever situation made Mydei be so adverse.

And of course the way Phainon visibly saw Mydei’s jaw tighten made him almost immediately regret saying such a thing, especially as those golden eyes moved to land on him. 

Mydei seemed to be loosely holding in his anger by a thread, one that seemed so very close to snapping; “I’m not interested, Phainon. Don’t bring it up again.”

Something about that didn’t sit right with Phainon, this was obviously something that bothered Mydei beyond belief - and Phainon was supposed to just.. Never learn about it? Never ask? Never know why he was avoiding it so harshly?

He would try his best for Mydei’s sake but.. 

“.. It’s that bad of a subject for you?”

Mydei barely even blinked at that, barely even reacted - he merely walked up to Phainon with a small scowl before pressing out a sigh, moving to pass Phainon in that arched fancy doorway.

“.. Yes, Phainon, it is. Come look at this second bedroom.” Mydei mumbled out and the topic change made Phainon feel himself sweating.

He didn’t want to talk about Castrum Kremnos, that’s fine. Whatever!

But uh..

Phainon could only stall his steps - something that wasn’t unnoticed as Mydei copied to stare at him, eyes still somewhat icy from his emotions. “Ah, Mydei, that too.. I can’t afford this, like at all.”

“That’s fine, I can.” Mydei answered so monotonously that Phainon felt almost unwell, he would have questioned that. But considering that letter.. “Also, why are you.. Wearing..”

Those golden eyes left Phainon’s face rather obviously, only to immediately pause just a few inches below. And Phainon barely had to wonder why as he gave a rather devious smile to Mydei.

“The collar?” Phainon asked innocently, pulling a finger up to that red leather collar to tug at it slowly - keenly aware of Mydei’s eyes tracking that movement with an emotion buried in those eyes that was tragically indecipherable for Phainon. 

He had worn the collar all day - he had no shame and would admit that!

Though, the girls at the cafe all had lost their minds; Something about a bet that he didn’t quite grasp what the hell they were going on about but Aglaea only sighed and waved it off stating ‘At least it’s in theme for the dog section..’ and allowed it to stay on him. 

It didn’t clash with his outfit either! 

He was wearing a normal solid black shirt with some jeans, he was normal today! According to Aglaea at least.. Phainon never personally thought his outfits were bad, everyone else was just super dramatic.

Phainon was glad for her allowing him to keep the collar on though, he enjoyed telling people in his own silent way that someone else had a claim on him.

Mydei only huffed out a quiet snort; “.. And such a low cut shirt..”

That.

That was the thing originating from Phainon’s greed, instead dropping that finger on his collar downwards to trail over that painful bite wound that still looked horrible. It hadn’t healed at all - of course not it had only been a day - but Phainon dreaded the idea of it ever fading away. 

He only prayed it stayed on him like that bite stayed on Mydei’s nape - that he had a more blatant way to tell people he was Mydei’s and Mydei’s alone. The mere thought of that almost made him smile widely.

Even as he traced his fingers over that bite and wounded skin - he could only shiver fondly, he knew what it looked like.

Most of his time yesterday and today had been staring at it whenever he got a chance, staring at that possessive marking Mydei didn’t even fully register at the time.

Maybe he still didn’t. Phainon didn’t blame him if not - it was hard to state how deeply Phainon treasured that feral bite he was given after all.

Phainon only laughed however as he looked at those golden eyes that seemed heavily conflicted as Mydei watched Phainon lovingly trace over it in a slow teasing circle; “You don’t like me showing off your bite on me? I’m very fond of it..”

Phainon savored the reaction to that - savored the way this fancy apartment’s hallway had such decent lighting he could easily see the dusting of blush creeping into Mydei’s features. 

“That’s..”

Phainon gave in to a genuine laugh, one that came easily as Mydei seemed to dart his eyes away out of embarrassment almost. 

“It’s fair, isn’t it? I left a bite on you, and I’m more than happy to show off your bite on me!” Phainon teased, only a little though, he was most pleased about it in reality. The idea of showing off Mydei’s mark on him made him giddy to all hell - especially if that made Mydei act so cutely flustered.

Phainon understood - after all, by all normal accounts Phainon shouldn’t be so happy to be branded by another alpha so boldly.

Yet, maybe Phainon just wasn’t normal! Because he most certainly was more than just a little happy over that bite that was so prevalent on his skin!

Mydei seemed to attempt to clear his throat before giving a small point at Phainon’s neck slowly; “.. And the collar? In public?”

Phainon couldn’t help the devilish grin that crept onto his face at that question; “Well.. You enjoyed it, didn’t you?”

Of course he would wear it in public! It was obvious from the way Mydei was staring at it that a piece of him liked seeing it on Phainon, even if he wouldn’t admit it.

Phainon wasn’t blind.

He could see that dark emotion lurking beneath those golden eyes that were staring him down - the same as they had been just the day before, so possessive in their nature. And Phainon was more than just a little pleased to indulge Mydei’s inner alpha when he was able, that alpha that was so well tamed and kept underwraps normally.

Phainon understood it better than most, after all. They were both alphas - it was normal to be protective over someone you deemed dear to yourself and clutch them as tightly as possible. If Phainon could help Mydei satisfy those desires even just a little with a silly collar, of course he would wear it!

Mydei, however, was just a bit flabbergasted; “That’s your reasoning for it?”

Mydei’s tone was light and airy, something Phainon at least was very thankful for comparatively to earlier - the idea of Mydei wanting to strangle him again was beyond upsetting. Even more so if some woman had set him up for whatever reason.

“Hehe..” 

“Do not say ‘hehe’ out loud to me.” Mydei mumbled out as he turned away - clearly leading Phainon to somewhere specific and Phainon honestly couldn’t remember where! His thoughts had stalled ever since remembering that bite mark on his neck being shown off - even as he walked he moved his hand to rub at it softly.

It was painful to be touched with how deep Mydei had bitten him - but it was Mydei’s.. How was he supposed to not feel himself swoon slightly when he even thought about who gave it to him?

“This is the second master bedroom.” Mydei told him as they neared one of the very bizarre many doors - way too many for Phainon’s taste but that sentence was confusing.

“Second?” Phainon echoed out as Mydei turned slightly in the doorway to give him a blank look - one with a raised brow before nodding his head towards the room. 

Phainon could only take in a deep breath as he walked past the fellow alpha, blinking at the room he had led him to.

For starters - the dark brown walls made the room feel even warmer when he entered it, the bed was way too big and fancy for his tastes, he couldn’t even say what type of fabric the bedcover sprawled out onto it was. 

The rest of the room merely had a matching set of bedroom furniture, it made Phainon blink as he cut a glance to Mydei - only vaguely aware of the way those eyes were only watching him keenly. 

“This is.. Way too big for me..” Phainon felt the words leave his mouth mainly out of instinct, blinking wildly as he looked around. It truly was way too big, he didn’t even own enough stuff to put in a room like this. 

The more he looked around, the more flabbergasted he became at the sight. His feet moved on their own to flick the light on in the bathroom, blinking at how spacious even that was before he flicked it back off - only to sweat while walking to the closet. 

Giant. 

Way too big for a man like Phainon. Mydei had seen his sense of style before! There’s no way he actually thought Phainon needed this much room for clothes, or even deserved it with his hated fashion sense!

Mydei made a noise - one that was certainly close to laughing, or at least Phainon had to assume such from how withheld it was; “Is it? It’s moderately sized.”

Phainon couldn’t help but scoff as he immediately made his way back to that alpha who was now leaning against the door frame lazily; “You say that but it’s way bigger than your own room currently too!”

Phainon gave a huff as he watched Mydei dramatically roll his eyes before waving a hand in dismissal.

“Mm.”

Phainon found himself tutting at that home, only moving to stop a few feet away from Mydei - leaning forward slightly to stare at him; “Besides.. I’ll not use my room much anyway..”

Mydei seemed confused by that for a brief second as his brows pinched together in some odd emotion that Phainon hadn’t quite expected with his teasing. An expression that didn’t match the mood of Phainon’s words at all; as if those words had suddenly distressed the alpha.

“.. You don’t plan on being around.. Being home much?”

Phainon had to straighten himself out to fully process those words - to fully understand why there was a quiet level of hurt laced within such an innocent question.

It was obvious when he thought about it, really.

Mydei was hurt that Phainon wouldn’t be around him much - and that thought alone made Phainon bite down the desire to scent this alpha in an attempt to comfort him. The desire to cover him in his scent and reassure him he wouldn’t be going anywhere. 

Phainon instead only laughed softly before giving a small grin that he hoped came off as comforting to the now almost visibly antsy Mydei; “Well, I just know I’d probably sneak into your room at night to cuddle you instead.”

That seemed to shock Mydei into confusion, so much so that it almost immediately seemed to override the earlier obvious hurt and anxiety that had come over Mydei so quickly.

Only, Mydei slowly voiced his very in depth emotions on that subject of Phainon sleeping in the same bed with him; “.. Huh.”

Phainon only shrugged his shoulders, looking back at the bed idly even if all of his attention truly was honed in on Mydei. Nothing else really mattered outside of him, anyway.The apartment was merely a distraction from looking at Mydei - it was whatever Mydei wanted, Phainon didn’t care so long as he could stay by Mydei’s side honestly. 

“So a big bedroom is kind of wasted on me. Especially such a nice bed..” Phainon rambled onwards regardless as his eyes trailed that bed - surely it didn’t come with the apartment..

But considering how nice the place was, a lurking fear in his mind gnawed at him that it probably most certainly did come with the apartment and that Mydei was out of his mind for this choice of price range.

Mydei only huffed out a sigh, seeming to concede something before he stiffly spoke; “Do you like it, regardless?”

Phainon turned to look at the room instead of just the bed again at that. His eyes trailing the fancy walls - the way half the vertical wall was that dark brown, but white was gold trimming. Much too fancy for him. Much too big for him when he was not joking around about crawling into Mydei’s bed if the man allowed him to.

“Uh..” Phainon slowly said as he turned his head back to look at Mydei - only to stare at the man that had silently appeared in the doorway behind Mydei, just a foot. Blinking almost in confusion as his mouth opened - only the man in the formal suit and tie was quicker to the punch.

“Is that all today, Mr. Kremnos?”

Mydei jolted at that physically before he cocked his head to the side - eyes as wide as an owl’s as the realtor appeared for the first time since Phainon had been here. Phainon didn’t miss the way he was given a side eye from the realtor - but he ignored it in trade for the more important thing. 

“.. Mr. Kremnos?” Phainon immediately echoed as he blinked at Mydei, an action that Mydei only scarcely gave him a glance over before looking at the realtor again.

“We’re done viewing it I believe, yes.” Mydei spoke smoothly with a curt nod, but the change in his tone made Phainon almost tilt his head. He was so obviously annoyed instantaneously that Phainon couldn’t wrap his head around it.

Only those golden flaked eyes slid back to him, giving a rather gentle smile as he spoke; “I’m surprised you’re shocked by that.”

Mr. Kremnos.

“How would I not be?!” Phainon asked in a voice much too shrill for his own ears - he almost winced if not for the way Mydei seemed to be enjoying this with a rather fond smile on his lips. 

Mydei only tilted his head slightly as he shrugged his shoulders; “Google exists.”

“I don’t google people I want to date?!” Phainon found himself aghast, waving his hands almost defensively because who the hell would do that!? Maybe more put together people, sure! But if Aglaea was friends with Mydei, Phainon was not worried about him having a criminal background or anything!

Phainon trusted Aglaea and her friends! That included the ever-mysterious Mydei that had walked into his life!

Mydei only huffed out a quiet laugh as he nearly grinned, watching the way Phainon was reeling over this new information; “.. You never even asked my last name either.”

Phainon almost, almost, slapped his hands into face because he really. Really did not investigate Mydei at all - but that was mutual, right? Surely Mydei hadn’t been snooping around for information on Phainon..

Right?

“Okay.. Well.. That’s not important!” Phainon decided, halfway saying it to himself, and to Mydei with a deep exhale as he moved to pinch the bridge of his nose. A piece of him couldn’t believe they were having this conversation in front of a realtor. 

Not that Phainon had any desire to stop talking, especially since behind the man’s glasses he seemed almost anxious while looking back and forth between them.

Mydei still seemed amused, only once again rolling his shoulders almost innocently as his golden eyes danced between Phainon and the realtor that was just witnessing their banter; “Seems to be now, though?” Mydei countered with a small snort, like this was more than just a little humorous, and judging from the way the realtor looked like he was also amused. Maybe it was. 

However, Phainon found himself drawing out a deep sigh.

“Only because it’s shocking!” Phainon informed him almost sternly, because it was shocking to learn that his not-boyfriend-want-him-to-be-my-boyfriend was a crazy rich heir to one of the more powerful companies around..

Mydei only gave a bark of a laugh, almost seeming even more entertained by the fact Phainon was baffled than anything; “Right..” 

Phainon only sighed, because.. Well, in hindsight; “It still doesn’t matter.”

Mydei seemed almost taken aback by those words - visibly moving his head back slightly before tilting it to the side, an action that made Phainon’s heart lurch over just how effortlessly cute the alpha was; “Does it not?”

Mydei’s question was simple, innocent, and very blatant about how confused he was about Phainon deciding such a thing.

So very confused as his brows creased together that Phainon almost found himself wondering how often this had been an issue in Mydei’s past relationships..

Not that it mattered!

“Nope. You seem to not like it, so you’ll be taking my last name when we get married, anyway!” Phainon told him with an easy grin that fell onto his face devilishly, not even blinking over the way Mydei and the realtor seemed completely flabbergasted by those words.

But it was hardly a thing Phainon had to consider - if it was possible, he would be marrying this man. There were no other options, sure, it was his first relationship, but life without Mydei once meeting him was beyond languishing for him.

He would marry Mydei, assuredly!

Without a doubt, he would do his best to prove to this alpha how deep his loyalty to him went - no matter what.

Mydei seemed to consider this for a long few seconds before giving a warm chuckle, an easy thing that left his throat before he slowly gave just the bareliest of smiles - one that was so tender in nature that Phainon felt faint to notice it.

“.. Is that so?” Mydei questioned softly, a tone that was soft and smooth - polite and kind and much different than his normal rumbly one. Like he was completely placated by what Phainon had promised him. 

Even if in hindsight - Phainon really should not have said such a thing when they weren’t even dating.. Not to worry, Phainon was perfectly aware he is not sane in this situation! Castorice had muttered that enough under her breath to get through to him in that regard, at least.

Phainon only found himself nodding - so aggressively and quickly that he could hear that collar on his neck jingle slightly; “It is!”

Mydei seemed to scoff at that - lightly and so very quietly before he moved a hand up to his face, an action Phainon watched intently as he realized why.

Mydei was embarrassed, covering his mouth just a tiny bit with his eyes avoiding meeting Phainon’s own - a dusting of red creeping into his features that only made Phainon stare at him more. 

“How.. Sweet of you.” Mydei mumbled out in such a hushed tone that Phainon couldn’t help but laugh slightly.

Only before scrunching up his brows slightly as he thought on it once again - on that woman that had desired to talk to Mydei so badly. Or, well, set Phainon up to be a middleman with his limited knowledge on the situation (limited being none, mind you).

“That solves why she seemed so shocked I knew you, at least..” Phainon mumbled out before raising a hand to rub at the back of his neck nervously when he thought of that woman again, giving a deep sigh.

Mydei barely seemed fazed by that, only giving out a quiet questioning hum over those words. “Hmm?”

Phainon, of course, took that as his sign to ramble a little about the situation. Even if there was still a realtor awkwardly shuffling his weight and looking between them - it was not about him right now.

“She seemed really baffled when I said I’m your roommate - Wait a second.” Phainon cut himself off as the realization hit him, making him choke slightly as he quickly turned to look at the room again before snapping back his attention to Mydei; “Is that why we’re viewing uppity apartments!? You’re rich!?”

Mydei didn’t even bat an eye at that, instead he merely also looked at the room as if it were the most boring mundane thing he had ever seen in his life before drifting his gaze back to Phainon.

“Yes.” And that word from Mydei was said so very flatly that Phainon found himself absolutely reeling.

Because Mydei was not supposed to be rich..

How was Phainon supposed to spoil him if he was rich!? It was unfair!

“Woah.. That doesn’t feel right though..” Phainon mumbled out, almost depressed over his own thoughts as he looked at that room again. 

Did Mydei grow up rich then? Was Phainon just making a fool out of himself with all his gifts?

Though.. With that thought he slowly looked back at the alpha in question, the very one that still had that golden earring from Phainon in his ear to reassure himself.

That Mydei had accepted them, regardless of being rich.

Phainon’s eyes drifted to that realtor painfully slowly, sourly wishing that man was not here with how much he wanted to scent Mydei - to comfort and rub himself onto that alpha who had surely lost his scent by now..

He should have stayed to cuddle Mydei yesterday - at least to soak his bed in his own scent in an attempt to make it carry over. There was no way he could sniff Mydei while being watched by that realtor that knew who Mydei fully was unlike Phainon, but god did he want to. He wanted to know if Mydei smelled of him at all, or just that same sweet smell he always had.

Mydei only creased his brows together, moving to lean on that door frame again before giving a huff of a laugh at Phainon’s thoughts on him being rich as ‘not feeling right’; “Why not?”

The answer here was obvious however!

“I can’t pay my half of the rent! What’s the point of you having a roommate if I can’t help out?!” Phainon immediately wailed before he fell into a full on pout at Mydei, this was impossible! There was no way he could help out and he would die if he was just leeching off of Mydei!

He didn’t want that! If anything he wanted to be the sugar daddy, not the sugar baby! This was almost the worst news of his life! 

Mydei only gave another warm chuckle over that, eyes glimmering in a way that made Phainon sweat under that watchful gaze - eyes that were staring at him as if he were looking so fondly at Phainon it made him immediately feel light-headed. 

“It’s mainly to help you, plus, I like you.” Mydei told him in a soft tone, one that teetered on teasing him - yet was so painfully earnest that Phainon couldn’t help the way he knew his eyes widened over that.

Over that simple confession that really shouldn’t be so shocking considering.. Everything.. 

And yet..

“Oh… Oh.” 

Phainon fell silent at that - with those lurking butterflies beginning to flutter in his chest in such a mortifying fashion. Those words shouldn’t make him want to fall into a ball and bury his head into his hands while blushing considering he’s.. Well.. Been inside Mydei. But they did. The way they were said so matter-of-factly drove Phainon insane.

This man was really going to be the death of him - and that smirk dancing on his lips didn’t help quell the burning sensation of Phainon’s cheeks. If anything, it worsened the longer Mydei said nothing and merely keenly watched Phainon shuffle his weight awkwardly.

“Would you.. Both enjoy seeing the next apartment?” The realtor finally asked, finding it suitable to finally step in with all of their banter. 

However, that seemed to be incorrect as golden eyes darted to the realtor - accusatory in their wake and absolutely burning as they were reminded of the situation at hand.

“Not sure, did you give Caenis the address to that one as well?”

Mydei was fuming still - that much was obvious by the way he had hissed out every word he spoke to the realtor, even if it wasn’t towards Phainon he was still beyond seething. And that was a struggle for Phainon who desperately wanted to comfort him, to soothe him with his own scent while also drinking in that intoxicating scent Mydei had when he was angry.

But all he could do was uncomfortably shuffle his feet - try his best not to focus on how unhappy Mydei was, how sour that scent of his was becoming when it normally was the most comforting thing in Phainon’s life. He direly desired to cover Mydei in his own scent - to try to lovingly calm the man down.

But it was hopeless as he blinked to look at that realtor who seemed to be extremely nervous by that line of questioning.

Mydeimos Kremnos. 

Phainon didn’t know much about the heir to Castrum Kremnos - why would he?

Castrum Kremnos to the best of his knowledge was a rather shady company, from the people that owned it and how it was run, to the very fact that they mass produced weapons. The fact the last name ‘Kremnos’ seemed to be attached to Mydei almost made him sweat.

If not for the well known fact that had broken into the news and had been the gossip for weeks about how the rich heir apparently immediately sold everything his father owned when he passed away and then instantly dropped off the face of the earth.

Phainon had never really paid attention to the first name of the heir everyone was alluding to because well, why would he?! He didn’t know he would have sex with the guy and then be moving in together as roommates?! Who the hell would expect that!

Not Phainon! Especially because the man was a rich heir alpha, the hell did Phainon have to do with that?! Absolutely nothing! At least that was what he used to think until now his eyes could only trail their way to that seething heir just a few feet from him. 

“I assure you Mr. Kremnos.. I did no such thing!” The realtor spoke in a hurried tone, waving a hand almost in a panic as he looked between

Mydei’s jaw visibly tightened at that, a look of utter disinterest flooding his features as he moved to cross his arms over his chest slowly; “You want me to believe it was merely a coincidence?” 

The realtor only looked more distraught over that, pushing his own glasses up before he looked between Mydei and Phainon - only to pause as his eyes fell on Phainon; “I.. Perhaps your friend told them!”

Well.

All of Phainon’s pity was gone as he physically flinched at that, blinking blankly over how he was now being blamed for such a thing and well.. 

“Huh?” Was all he could fathom to reply as Mydei didn’t budge at all, didn’t even cast him a look - only seeming to scowl even more over the accusation.

“.. Pitting me against Phainon is a bold move here, I believe we have other appointments I can make happen with people who respect my privacy.” Mydei instead growled out, as if seeming more and more irked before turning harshly - and Phainon would have commented if not for the way Mydei easily snagged his hand with his own and tugged him away angrily. 

Obviously, Phainon needed to calm Mydei down - soothe and comfort him about whatever this situation was, but his eyes could only focus on the way Mydei was holding his hand so tightly and dragging him away. The feeling of butterflies lurking in his stomach made him want to blush and fall to the floor.

Even with the cries of the realtor seeming very distressed, Phainon only blinked at the blonde still leading him away, blinking over how he was dragging him to the elevator while absolutely bristling. Not a word was spared as he tugged Phainon into the elevator, not a word was uttered until those silver doors shut after Mydei hit a few buttons and sighed deeply.

“Guessing.. You aren’t too fond of the family business?” Phainon was trying to lighten the mood, really, he was. But he could only weakly look at the man on the side - taking in the way Mydei looked so taut and high-strung as he stared at the changing numbers on the elevator’s digital counter.

“.. No. I’m not.” Mydei finally grumbled out as the machinery only rumbled and continued their descent, his eyes barely flickering from the numbers and to Phainon - as if he was fighting the urge to look at him even now.

Phainon however, could only find himself nearing a pout as he sniffled rather loudly, blinking pathetically towards Mydei in an attempt to beg for mercy; “Right.. Sorry.. About the letter, I really didn’t know..”

Mydei at those words only sighed deeply before moving a hand to card through his bangs, a movement Phainon watched almost nervously. Mainly because Mydei seemed equally as nervous.

“It’s alright.” Mydei moved slightly, just enough, as if he was uncomfortable as his eyes moved between the flickering changing numbers and Phainon at his side; “I just.. It’s alright.”

Phainon couldn’t help it.

Couldn’t help the way he desired so desperately to know what was plaguing Mydei, to know what the man was so urgently trying to hide and bury away at every turn when asked.

He wouldn’t push enough to break Mydei - just enough to.. Try. To show Mydei he cared, at the very least.

That’s all he could do, anyway, if Mydei didn’t want to open up to him. 

“You just what, Mydei?” Phainon asked in a quiet tone, soft and as gentle as possible because he truly wanted Mydei to know he was here.

He wouldn’t be going anywhere, either.

Mydei was silent for a few moments, eyes still glued to that number that made Phainon aware of how slow this elevator truly was; “It’s hard to explain.”

Phainon only shuffled a bit closer to Mydei, heart light and airy with the way the alpha didn’t budge when Phainon’s own arm met with Mydei’s in a soft brush together.

“I have all the time in the world to hear you out, you know?” Phainon gave a small laugh as he tried to rub his arm against Mydei’s, until he decided it didn’t matter anymore, instead moving to weave his own hand into Mydei’s.

That was a move Mydei raised a brow at, his attention now returned fully onto Phainon as he seemed to inspect their hands being perfectly slotted together before he looked forward again - huffing out a sigh.

Mydei didn’t pull his hand away, but he did huss lightly; “.. Let’s save the therapy session for when we pick an apartment out.”

Well, this was hopeless, that much was obvious. 

Mydei didn’t want to explain this past, nor did he want to keep being reminded of it. 

That was fine, Phainon could wait, he wasn’t joking when he said all the time in the world for this man - instead he only lightly squeezed their hands together with a quiet laugh escaping his throat. 

“Okay.. But can it at least be in my price range?” Phainon had to barter, he had to be at least allowed to help a little bit!

Though, he did savor the way Mydei seemed to squeeze his own hand back in reply to Phainon’s softly, before also laughing.

“No.”

That word from Mydei’s lips was flat and dry however, cold and disparaging. He was showing up to the battlefield and desired no survivors (the battlefield being the bills and Phainon trying to help, yeah he’s not good at analogies he fears).

“No?” Phainon only questioned as that elevator door opened, and Mydei immediately began walking out - nearly tugging Phainon along after him due to their hands being conjoined and Phainon having absolutely no want in his soul to let go of Mydei.

If anything, he did regret not bringing the leash to his collar.. He was sure Mydei would have enjoyed that.

Or probably too embarrassed to actually use it in public.

The collar was already probably pushing it.

“I’ll pay for it. It’s fine.” Mydei blankly said as he continued his brisk pacing, one that left Phainon reeling in his thoughts. There was something still bothering Mydei, his mood was turbulent through his scent alone - but Phainon couldn’t rationalize it. He couldn’t puzzle it out. 

Not even as he looked nervously at Mydei could he figure out those emotions on the alpha’s face.

“But.. Mydei!” Phainon huffed out as he ignored the way Mydei still seemed to be brewing away at something he had no intentions of sharing. Instead, Phainon could only focus on what he would share. Or well, also wouldn’t share..

“I want to help pay, too!” The burden of paying bills, at least. 

Mydei only gave a laugh as he dragged Phainon along, not even slowing even as the front desk cut them looks - and Phainon once again had to ignore them in favor of speed for leaving. Same as he did when he first got here - it was much too fancy looking for a man like him..

An alpha that had shown up in a collar meanwhile Mydei was wearing a rather nice dark red button down, and slacks.. Duality of alphas, Phainon figured as he kept his grip on Mydei’s hand.

“Why? You found out I’m rich, does it matter?” Mydei mumbled out as he guided Phainon out of the automatic front doors, not even stopping for a moment as he intently dragged the fellow alpha along.

Not that Phainon would ever complain, anyway.

“Well.. Yes..” Phainon mumbled out slowly, trying his best to even get some footing here because in hindsight he did sound insane.

Mydei was rich, sure, but Phainon still wanted to pull his weight!

He couldn’t just be Mydei’s.. Trophy alpha or whatever!

Mydei however, was not privy to such thoughts and only gave a quiet chuckle before his feet stopped their movements now that they were in the streets again. Pausing on the pavement to turn to look at Phainon with an amused twinkle in his eyes.

“Why is that? Save the money you would have paid for rent for something else instead.”

Phainon tried to process those words, really, he did. But his mind could only ever think of one thing nowadays.

Or well, one person.

“Can I spend it on you, instead?” Phainon asked, blinking his eyes innocently as Mydei only seemed to pinch his brows together in a show of evident confusion at those words. 

“What?”

Phainon could only shrug his shoulders, puffing out his chest slightly as he tightened his hold on Mydei’s hand; “I don’t mind if you let me spoil you at least..”

Only, Mydei seemed to tighten his jaw at that, inspecting Phainon for a few moments before shaking his head slowly.

“.. You’re unwell.. Anything you could buy for me, I could buy for myself.” Mydei pointed out, though he did seem somewhat amused by the prospect of it at the very least. And Phainon had to pray it was because no one else had ever tried to do such a thing for him. 

A sad and very unrealistic thought with Mydei involved, but also Phainon enjoyed the idea of being first, at the least!

“Yeah, but then it wouldn’t be from me! And you like me!” Phainon teased him with a small laugh, and nothing had prepared his heart for the way Mydei sent him a smirk, an easy smile upturning his lips and a glimmer in his eyes.

“I do like you, that’s why I’m willing to put up with you.” Mydei shot back in a tone much too dangerous for the thoughts it sent down Phainon’s spine in public - especially with Mydei stepping closer to him to hook a finger into that collar on Phainon’s neck. Tugging at it loosely, just enough to make Phainon feel the leather move against his neck.

“Behave and just pick out an apartment you like; I’ll make some arrangements with someone else for a different tour or two.”

Phainon could only swallow and pray for his dick to calm down as Mydei instantly released him to instead dig out his phone outside the apartment complex. 

“Mydei?” Phainon’s voice barely fumbled out, barely whispered out the word and Mydei didn’t even peek from his phone at it - instead seeming to thumb through some contacts mindlessly. 

“Mm?” Mydei hummed out in reply, still not looking away from his phone and Phainon wasn’t sure if he wanted to laugh or cry over how that didn’t dissuade his desires at all.

“Will you be my boyfriend?”

Those words tumbled from Phainon’s lips so quickly that Phainon found himself almost choking over the way he had just.. Said that, no flare, no fashion. Just blurted it out, and he found himself tensing up over it.

Only Mydei slowly looked up from his phone at that, blinking at nothing before tilting his head to focus on Phainon for a moment.

“Oh.” Mydei said, monotonously as if he hadn’t expected such a question, and Phainon couldn’t blame him when this certainly was not a dramatic way at all. Only Mydei shrugged his shoulders before looking at his phone again;  “Sure.”

Somehow, that felt like a giant weight off of Phainon’s shoulders, merely because now it was official. He was Mydei’s.. And Mydei’s was his.

That alone was insane, especially considering the gap of time where they didn’t even talk.. But Phainon didn’t care about that! He meant what he said - if anything, he fully had come to terms with the fact his life was now miserable without Mydei.

That had been the ceaseless unrelenting fact in those days without him, believing he had ruined it all and would never see him again. That Mydei would avoid him until the end of the earth..

And now Mydei was standing here staring at his phone for an apartment for them both, hand in hand with Phainon, and accepting the title of Phainon’s boyfriend..

“Okay.. Yay!” Phainon found himself beaming out, nearly blurting those words out as he scooted closer - only to immediately nuzzle his head into Mydei’s shoulder, no longer giving a single care in the world if someone saw him do such a thing to another alpha.

Only that seemed to make Mydei jerk a bit, almost seeming like he had physically winced before he slowly looked at Phainon. The look was “Yay? You cannot be saying yay as a grown man..”

Mydei seemed to have a true moment of realization before he physically tensed up - his eyes never leaving Phainon for even the briefest second as he slowly studied him. As if he was desperately looking for something, anything, and Phainon had nothing to offer him but a cheesy smile.

That’s his new boyfriend, after all! The most stunning and beautiful man he had ever laid eyes on! A fellow alpha, but willing to put up with him and accept him regardless! Mydeimos!

“Wait.. How old even are you?” Mydei dryly inquired, his head tilting slightly with his long forgotten phone still clutched tightly. Though he was now obviously focused on this topic and well..

Oh my god.

Phainon’s boyfriend knew nothing about him.

And in hindsight, Phainon knew nothing about Mydei either..

Phainon could only raise his free hand to fakely cough into it to clear his throat under that fierce unwavering gaze that awaited his answer silently; “I’m .. Twenty-six..”

Mydei didn’t even flinch at that, instead he only slowly raised both of his brows. 

“Wow.. And you’re saying yay?” Mydei asked rather flatly, and a piece of Phainon wondered if this was actually shocking news to Mydei or not considering the lack of actual expression on his features.

“Do you prefer ‘yippee’ or what? How old are you? How haven’t we discussed this before!?” Phainon couldn't stop (nor did he even try) the flow of words from leaving his lips, nearly flabbergasted at the fact he also had no idea how old Mydei was. He hadn’t thought about it before!

“Twenty-four.”

.. Younger?

Mydei was actually younger than him?

There was no way.. Seriously? 

Phainon could barely find his voice, cracking out as he had to ask a follow up question as he tried to swallow the fact Mydei was indeed younger than him; “Is that a no on me saying yippee.. Or..?”

Mydei however was significantly less bothered, instead looking at his phone again even as Phainon rubbed his thumb against the hand he still had claim to. 

“.. Do what you want.” Mydei mumbled out, and well, now Phainon was baffled over the way Mydei could text and use his phone with just one hand.

He had a talented boyfriend.. Or maybe Phainon just sucked at texting - both could be true at the same time.

“Should we just give up for today?” Phainon offered, taking note of the subtle frown that seemed to be taking form on Mydei’s face - as if he was dreadfully being pulled into thoughts and well.

Mydei only audibly sighed before shaking his head, eyes still not leaving his phone.

“No. I had many lined up with different realtors anyway.” Mydei told him, and something about that tone of voice made Phainon furrow his brows. He sounded tired. Like he had expected this to go awry something - and Phainon wasn’t sure if he could possibly guess why.

“That.. Sounds like a lot of effort?” Phainon laughed out lightly.

Mydei had been a storm of emotions all day - not that Phainon could blame him. He knew there was much more to this story, even if Mydei was refusing to say all the details, it was easy to see how badly Castrum Kremnos being brought up affected him. 

Even if he didn’t speak to that woman directly and was just given a letter, it had without a doubt given Mydei a sickening amount of horrid emotions.

“I don’t.. I don’t trust people.” Mydei told him, in a very hushed tone - as if he was forcing himself to say those words. To admit to such a thing.. And Phainon found himself immediately squeezing Mydei’s hand he still held at that.

Of course he did.

Why wouldn’t he do that when his boyfriend had started physically trembling? 

If anything, Phainon only rubbed himself into the growing distressed alpha - his scent was always so delectable. But Phainon hated when he got upset, when it had just the slightest undertones of being upset. Phainon didn’t find himself wanting to fight his instincts now, instead only pressing himself into Mydei a bit more.

“Ohhhhh, but you trust me?” Phainon teased, trying his best to lighten Mydei’s mood, at least a little 

Though, it only earned a raise of one of Mydei’s eyebrows as he tossed a lazy look to Phainon slowly; “Should I not?”

“No no! I am, if anything, your most devoted and trusted companion!” Phainon reassured him - because without a doubt it was true! Even if Mydei was obviously joking just as much as Phainon was, he now had to defend himself! 

Mydei studied him for a moment before only moving to be even closer to Phainon - a thing that made him feel like his balance was failing him before he realized it was to show Phainon his phone screen, tapping at some pictures.

“This one said she could make time for us right now - the other bedroom is smaller than that one but.. You said you didn’t care.” Mydei informed him, while quickly thumbing through an assortment of photos the new realtor had apparently sent ahead of time.

And well, Phainon was amazed that this man set up so many so quickly..

“And I don’t! So long as you’re okay with me crawling into your bed at night!” Phainon confirmed it with many quick shakes of his head - as if nodding while those golden eyes stared him down helped his situation at all.

However, Mydei did scoff at that before he looked back at his phone; “.. Right. Whatever, just no funny business on the daily.”

Phainon only nodded again, very animated as he agreed to those demands - even if a piece of him was in slight mourning. 

“Okay, okay.. Only if my precious mate wants me to.” 

Those words made Mydei’s thumb on his phone freeze mid text, instead blankly looking at Phainon with an egregious expression on his face.

“.. Mate?” Mydei echoed out, almost seeming like he was in a daze and well. If Phainon was a normal person he probably wouldn’t blame him for being confused!

However, Phainon was flooring it, he did not care!

Thus, Phainon only nodded again! 

“Mhm!”

Mydei seemed to blink at him, a few times, a few times too many as well before he cleared his throat slowly, dramatically. Only to scrunch up his facial features in thought before giving a laugh - one that was remarkably gentle.

Probably because he was embarrassed by this, Phainon could tell that much from the way the dusting of red was creeping into his face again cutely. 

“You don’t think you’re moving too.. Quickly in regards to me, do you?” Mydei asked in an odd voice, one that made Phainon wonder if the question was truly for him, or for Mydei as well.

And, well..

“Nope! I’ll marry you one day.” Phainon told him, which was only repeating what he had said earlier. Because he meant it both times anyway, so of course he would reassure Mydei that they would be married someday and this all was moving at a perfectly normal pace!

So long as you did not ask anyone that was actually sane and normal!

Mydei only gave a small smile, an incredibly simple thing, but something Phainon cherished with all of his being everytime he watched the alpha offer that expression to him.

“.. You’re a strange one.”

 

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“Mydeiiiiii..”

Mydei didn’t stop walking even with his name being called in such a sweetly sick voice - instead making a beeline for the living room like he had always intended to. Even preening slightly to hear Phainon clicking the door shut and locking it behind him. Though, Mydei found himself sighing over how easily he had given in to Phainon’s desires.

The alpha had simply asked if he could sleep with Mydei tonight, and without even missing a beat, Mydei had embarrassingly said yes to him.

In his defense, it was hard not to feel overwhelmed with all the feelings Phainon was so boldly putting onto the table without a care in the world.

That white haired alpha was talking about marrying Mydei before even asking if they could date - how was Mydei supposed to feel anything but light-headed the entire day after that?

Well, ignoring the other things that had occurred. At the very least, the way Phainon had been so intensely and blatantly protective over Mydei the rest of the day made his heart flutter in such a betraying fashion.

His inner annoying alpha was irked over the idea of another alpha being so defensive for his own sake - but it was Phainon. And Mydei was certainly learning that's just what Phainon was like.

“What?” Mydei called back idly, not stopping even as he moved to unbutton the top button of his shirt - at least make it a bit looser.

“You really think that apartment is fine?” Phainon asked from behind, clearly getting closer from the sound of voice nearing. 

That question made Mydei almost stall his path before giving a slight hum. 

It wasn’t nearly as fancy as the original place, not by a longshot, but it was obvious from Phainon’s body language that he had been heavily uncomfortable in that first apartment anyway.

That was fine - Mydei hadn’t really enjoyed the layout of the kitchen there, nor the fact Caenis would know he lived there if Phainon had liked it. 

“Why wouldn’t it be? Do you not like it?” Mydei fired back - it wasn’t much of a worry for him, the kitchen was much nicer and that was about all he cared about. He had instead been keenly watching Phainon look around, studying him to see what his mood and body language would tell Mydei even if the alpha didn’t voice it.

The only issue with that was obvious.

Phainon had been doing the same damn thing to him. 

It was impossible.

“I mean, it’s great, like really good, I’m just..” Phainon trailed off, and Mydei had to fight the desire to turn and look at him as he turned into his living room;  “Worried about your bank account..”

It was endearing, and somewhat comforting to know how deeply Phainon actually cared about such a silly thing.

“.. Phainon, you really don’t need to worry about such a thing in regards to me.” Mydei mumbled out as he slowly sat on the couch lazily, heaving out a sigh before moving to dig out his phone from his pocket to check any unread messages.

“I can’t help it! I’ll be so useless in helping with bills” Phainon practically wailed out as he followed Mydei into the living room, only crashing dramatically onto the couch beside Mydei before completely laying down on it - making sure his head flopped onto Mydei’s lap as he stared upwards at Mydei.

Mydei tensed up at that, mainly out of pure instinct as he blankly stared at that man that seemed to only make himself more comfortable with his head laying on Mydei’s lap. 

Mydei heaved out a sigh, coming to terms with how beyond doomed he was that he was fine with this position as his eyes trailed the alpha’s features; “.. I told you, It's fine.”

Phainon was arguably very pretty - Mydei had surely inspected him before but never this closely, never allowed himself to slowly move a hand to trace a thumb against the stubble of the day growing there. 

Everything about him seemed so.. Divine, in a way. As if he were a perfectly sculpted being, much too soft and gentle looking with his snow white hair and piercing blue eyes. Piercing, but so incredibly softened as they only stared back at Mydei, allowing Mydei to touch his face as he pleased.

Phainon however hummed before slowly closing his eyes, leaning into that hand that had slid up to his cheek softly. 

“Have you ever had a roommate before?” Phainon asked without reopening his eyes, seemingly at peace just laying in Mydei’s lap like this. 

Mydei felt himself borderline cracking up over the question; why the hell would he have ever had a roommate? He was only having a roommate now because.. Well.. Those funny feelings he was struggling to accept about this alpha laying his head in his lap.

Even if they were dating.

God, Mydei was embarrassing.

“No.” Mydei told him with a heavy sigh, mainly at himself and his own issues coming to terms with this alpha and his feelings for him.

“Really? I’m your first?” Phainon’s blue eyes opened at that, appearing almost baffled to consider that, though, Mydei didn’t really know why. Especially since Phainon knew he was rich now..

Mydei only sighed and dropped his hand from Phainon’s cheek - instead moving his other to idly comb through the man’s hair while trying his best to ignore the way Phainon seemed to keen into his touch happily.

“You’ve been my first for a lot of things.” Mydei admitted mindlessly as he watched Phainon slightly rub his head against Mydei’s hand and that really, really, made Mydei narrow his eyes just a bit at his realization.

He was really basically dating a humanized golden retriever, huh?

Only Phainon immediately perked up at that, blue eyes darting to meet Mydei’s instead of being somewhat closed while preening for Mydei’s touch; “Woah! Like what?”

That question was more embarrassing the longer Mydei thought about it.

The longer he realized just how out of his own comfort zone he actually was by now. .

Mydei only shallowly coughed, trying his best to swallow down the burning in his cheeks over the fact he most assuredly was having to admit to embarrassing stuff here..

“First alpha I’ve dated.. First boyfriend, really.. First time having sex..” 

Phainon immediately sat up at that, so quickly that Mydei found himself almost wincing as Phainon moved at lightning speed to face him while sitting on the couch - eyes beaming over those words.

“Woah! Woah woah, I took your virginity?”

Mydei moved his hand slowly to rub at his head almost in thought before moving to play with his own braid he always had slowly. Mindlessly. Nervously. 

“Yes.” Mydei flatly said, betraying his inner feelings with how dully he had admitted such a thing. Like it didn’t even bother him, like he wasn’t burning in his own skin over the fact he hadn’t had sex before Phainon.

Only Phainon looked more and more flabbergasted with every word as his mouth fell agape, floundering for a brief moment before finding his words again; “During my rut?!”

That was humorous, in hindsight.

A piece of him also still couldn’t believe he agreed to sharing Phainon’s rut with him, granted, he regretted the aftermath more than the actual sex. But, well.. 

“Yeah.” Mydei said as he only leaned into the plush of the couch more, raising a brow as he inspected the completely bewildered Phainon.

Phainon however at that, moved slightly to sit on his haunches - still turned sideways on the couch as he buried his head into his hands with a quiet groan escaping his throat. 

“And you let me do that to you?! Oh my god.. Mydei..” Phainon mumbled in such a tone that Mydei found himself laughing.

Just a slight warm chuckle, but that was enough to make Phainon peek from behind his fingers rather obviously as they hid his face.

“It’s fine. I was willing.” Mydei told him with a smile lingering on his lips, because well, he had willingly let Phainon do all that to him. First time having sex or not - it didn’t matter.

Because at least it was with Phainon, and he seemed to be the most genuine man Mydei had ever met.

Alpha or not.

“I mean, okay, but like. Oh my god.. During my rut?” Phainon dropped his hands from his face before giving a deep sigh, almost like he was in mourning over it all, over his own thoughts and actions; “I would have been so much sweeter if I had known and was in my right mind..”

Mydei huffed out a laugh again over that tone of voice; “It’s not important.”

Phainon on the other hand immediately moved to lean forward, seeming more and more distressed as he spoke again.

“It is too! To me! Oh but that means we gave each other our virginities on my rut.. That’s kind of sweet..”

Those words made Mydei blink slowly, dreadfully slow as he inched towards the realization of what exactly Phainon was implying here before giving a quiet laugh.

Finding himself mainly amused over the fact they both seemed to be idiots.

“You.. Were a virgin too?” Mydei practically laughed out the question because did they really both have sex for the first time during Phainon’s rut? And both of their first actual sexual experiences were.. With another alpha that for all biological reasonings, should not work out well?

“Yep! That’s all yours, now!” Phainon once again seemed to be happier as he moved once more to readjust - instead sitting on the couch normally before putting his head against Mydei’s shoulder. Lazily leaning on him while a hand found its way to Mydei’s thigh to rest on top of it.

If it was anyone else, Mydei would have shook it off and growled at them..

However, his alpha had returned to being quiet regarding this man once again. Seeming content in the way Phainon was being lovey-dovey, but also not overly dominant in that showing of love.

“.. We’re kind of a mess.” Mydei admitted as he only felt that man leaning into him heavily, almost obviously sniffing at him but Mydei opted to ignore that. 

He had no desire to sniff Phainon - Phainon still smelled like a stinky fellow alpha, but more power to Phainon for enjoying how Mydei smelled, he guessed..?

Phainon only barked out a laugh before nuzzling his head into Mydei’s shoulder, an act he appeared to be very fond of doing; “That’s alright, I think.”

“Is it?” Mydei inquired in a teasing tone, there was definitely something wrong with the both of them, but Mydei wasn’t really sure if he cared anymore with how easily he was faltering when his mind thought of Phainon.

If anything, when Mydei’s thoughts trailed to Phainon he felt those creeping feelings an alpha normally felt towards their lovers.

That level of protectiveness.. Possessiveness.. Things reserved only for omegas and betas usually. Yet.. Even now as he drifted his eyes to focus on that hand that was merely resting atop his thigh; he desperately wanted to return to lacing his own fingers between Phainon’s.

Greed.

A type of greed he had never quite felt towards someone before.

“I mean, we’re together now.. So something has to be going right in my life.” Phainon interrupted his thoughts with a smooth laugh, one that made Mydei tense only slightly.

Tense due to the way Phainon was always so honest when it came to Mydei.

Honest, yet horribly endearing that Mydei couldn’t help but be enamored with the alpha..

“Are you always going to be this sappy?” Mydei mumbled out as he fully leaned his head back into the couch, closing his eyes slowly.

Truthfully.

He hadn’t slept well last night, his entire day was fried after they had sex in the middle of the afternoon. How the hell was he supposed to think about anything but Phainon?

Awfully, he didn’t even take a shower for a long time after Phainon left - some piece of him enjoyed having the scent of that man around him. Just as much as a piece of him hated it.

Terrible feelings, yet so addicting in the way they made Mydei feel insane and delirious when he tried to figure them out in any regard. 

“Up until the day you marry me and then some, yep!”

Mydei felt himself immediately laugh over that softly, fondly. Mainly in awe over how deadset Phainon sounded with such a thing. 

Marriage.

Phainon kept bringing that up, and it really was kind of silly considering the turbulent relationship they had been having by now.

But something about the way Phainon only leaned into him more, only slowly grabbing at his thigh made Mydei debate those words. Debate the reality of something so insane as someone liking him enough to marry him actually happening.

And that someone being a damn alpha.

Insane.

“.. Insane.” Mydei echoed his own  thoughts out loud numbly, because it truly was. No one in their right minds would say that when they just started dating - but Mydei was just as unwell as Phainon to actually find himself somewhat giddy at the idea of Phainon upholding that promise.

Only Phainon shuffled a bit at his side, unhanding him and leaning away. Movements that made Mydei open his eyes to watch the man, curious over why he was suddenly moving from Mydei.

“Wait, Mydei.” Phainon said in a tone that almost sounded distressed, so very distraught that Mydei found himself furrowing his brows and tightening his jaw.

Phainon only continued however, eyes seeming like they were teetering a thin line before crying as he visibly gnawed at his own lip for a brief second; “.. Are you the rich dude that always contributes to the cafe?”

Mydei found himself barking out a harsh laugh at that, taking a second to himself to bubble into a few more laughs before just slowly nodding his head in confirmation. 

“What?! Seriously?! So when I ask for a raise I’m indirectly taking money from you?!” Phainon resumed his earlier position at that, groaning deep and guttural and the realization and Mydei could only shrug giving another huff of laughter.

“.. I guess, technically yes?” 

He really hadn’t even thought about it like that, it was mainly non profit so in a way - he kind of was paying for Phainon regardless. 

Phainon only gave a somewhat louder groan at that, as if it was just hitting him like a train that he was in fact not paying for anything here. Not that Mydei really cared, selling literally everything his father held dear when he died was more than enough money, even if Mydei donated huge chunks of it.

More money than any one person deserved, let alone himself or his father.

Phainon, on the other hand, seemed to be battling his own turmoil over the situation; “Oh my god, this is the worst. I’m robbing my boyfriend..”

Mydei couldn’t help himself as he moved slightly, only to gently pat at the man’s head in an attempt of comfort, scrunching up his face to try his best at hiding his amusement towards the alpha’s breakdown. “You’re awfully silly, Phainon.”

Phainon at that only fakely sniffled as he dragged his hands away from his face - misty blue eyes blinking at Mydei before he slowly pushed his luck.

As Phainon always seemed to do - pushing his head into Mydei’s chest before flopping over again with a deep sigh. And Mydei halfway had to sit there and wonder if being held in Mydei’s arms was the goal the entire time.

At least, this didn’t piss off his alpha when Phainon was a needy clingy thing. 

“.. Her name is Caenis.” Those words fell out of Mydei’s lips without much thought as he moved just a miniscule amount to get comfortable, resting his hand on Phainon’s chest awkwardly as that man seemed to curl up into him.

Only Phainon did stiffen, just the slightest bit over that.

“.. Huh?”

Mydei couldn’t blame him for it, his words had been absolutely beyond random, but it had been bothering him all day long. Why had that accursed woman shown up again?

Why did she have to meet Phainon of all people? One of the few things Mydei wanted to keep for himself, wholly his own thing to have without ever being tainted by his father’s shadow?

Why?

“The woman in red that gave you the letter today. She worked as my father’s secretary for years, not sure what her job is anymore.”

It didn’t matter. Mydei had to explain himself, explain something at the very least. A relationship with zero communication and him shutting down Phainon’s worries and curiosity wasn’t fair. 

“Can.. I ask what they want with you? Didn’t the Kremnos heir sell the business, according to the news years ago?” Phainon asked that, but if anything, he was only leaning into Mydei even more, as if he was wordlessly trying to reassure Mydei that he wasn’t going anywhere.

And that made Mydei only move a hand to brush at Phainon’s hair again absent-mindedly, slowly as he gave a small chuckle over that question.

“You remember that, but not my name?” Mydei pointed out, not angry, just amused at what Phainon had obviously only heard about in passing.

“Well.. Oops?” Those words were simple in their meaning, but the way Phainon slowly wrapped his arms around Mydei’s chest to full on rub his face into Mydei made the alpha freeze.

Truly, Phainon had no shame, but at least he had waited until they were home. Mydei had easily been able to tell how antsy Phainon was most of the day with the way he kept looking at Mydei.

Probably over his terrible mood.. It most likely had switched something in Phainon’s head that Mydei needed this, needed this level of comfort from Phainon. From his ‘mate’ as Phainon had said..

“Whatever, I don’t mind. I did sell it when my father passed, yes.” Mydei sighed out rather dramatically as he twirled a few locks of Phainon’s hair between his fingers;  “I assume they still desire me to come work for it, however.”

“Why?”

That was a frustrating question.

Why?

Mydei had also been asking that for a lot of his life, he thought when his father died they would leave him alone. Finally come to terms that he hated them all, that he would never enjoy or want to work in that line of business.

So why didn’t they?

“Some people only trusted in my father’s choices and decisions, as such, that same trust falls on to me, I guess.” Mydei mumbled, though he didn’t have a straight answer to give Phainon, he could only bitterly laugh and choke down the bile over the idea of people assuming he was like that man.

“Even though we’re.. Nothing alike. I hope.” Mydei couldn’t help but add on with a heavy sigh, only vaguely aware of Phainon barely shifting in his lap at that.

“Huh..”

“I don’t want anything to do with that line of work, however. I’d much rather stay in my own much quieter lane and do some baking.” Mydei fully knew he was rambling now, but he couldn’t stop himself. He couldn’t cease those words from leaving his lips once he finally willed up the courage to confess at least something.

Anything.

But never that. 

But also hopefully enough to help satiate Phainon’s desire to learn about Mydei, just a bit. 

“Bad news is some people do not agree with that and haven’t quite given up hope on me leading the company, even if I don’t own it.” Mydei continued on, vaguely aware of the way one hand around his back had begun to press into him. A soothing motion up and down against his back comfortingly.

Mydei tried to ignore it, to ignore the way he just wanted to press his head into Phainon’s and shut out the world. 

He couldn’t.

Not when the world clearly still wanted to sink its teeth into him and drag him back.

“Family ties and whatnot, to sum it up. Even though it’s widely known my relationship with my father was.. Far from decent.”

Phainon was relatively quiet at that, only for a few drip drops of seconds before he gave a quiet hum, one that Mydei could only pray was out of understanding towards the situation. 

“But.. The other people still like you?” Phainon asked with a quiet laugh, and Mydei could only shrug his shoulders.

He barely understood it either - he refused to open all the dozens of letters they sent to him, anyway. He truly couldn’t say for certain what they wanted from him, he was doing his best to turn a blind-eye to them, no matter what.

“It’s my only guess, even though I’m not interested.” Mydei admitted with an exasperated sigh.

“What’s the.. Backstory behind the tattoos?”

That question made Mydei blink blankly, his own eyes moving to trail up his arms, at those crimson lines that were permanently etched into his skin. Phainon seemed to enjoy them a bit, thankfully, so the curiosity was to be expected.. But..

“.. My tattoos?” Mydei found himself repeating regardless as he tried to understand the shift in the topic - he could only assume something about his mood had changed and warped due to how Phainon himself seemed almost tensed as well.

It made sense that Phainon would have considered something as being pushing too far with Mydei, and changed the topic, he supposed.

“You seemed.. Really defensive about them, almost.” The quietness of Phainon’s voice made Mydei tilt his head slightly, trying to remember such a thing and well..

He did remember stressing about it yesterday, being distressed over what Phainon thought of them. For some reason, he hadn’t paid it much heed when it was Phainon’s rut, but when he knew the man had a clear head..

A clear enough head to languidly trace over his tattoos so devotedly..

“Ah..” Mydei mumbled at his thoughts more than to Phainon before huffing out a small laugh;  “I have to be. I have to tell myself I love them.”

“.. Huh?”

“I don’t blame people for not liking them - I didn’t like them either originally.” Mydei shrugged as he spoke, with a bitter laugh attached to the end. 

Because he truly had not originally liked them, they were a red flag to most people and made him appear way more terrifying than he actually felt his personality was. It was distressing.

Until he grew to love them slowly, painfully slowly with years and the acceptance they would be there forever. No matter how much he scrubbed his skin raw and stared at them, they were forever engraved onto him. 

Nothing he could ever do would change that, but at least he liked them now.

At least, Phainon seemed to like them too as he moved a hand to trail over Mydei’s arm, ghosting over those red markings with such a tender touch it made Mydei almost feel weak that he would treat an alpha with such a level of fragile care..

“Then.. Why did you get them?” Phainon’s quiet tone never got louder, acting as if he were going to scare off a stray cat with every question he asked further and well.

Mydei found himself barking out a laugh over that, at the memories of how he ended up with each and every trail of crimson on his skin.

“They were punishments, that’s all.”

Notes:

lowkey mainly just them bonding but we have to make them work for their happy ending ok

Chapter 13

Notes:

phainon and how to not handle crazy news you got about your new boyfriend; the chapter.

Waking up to being sweaty and panting was always Phainon’s least desired way to wake up, and not even having the overly large cat named Mydei asleep beside him did anything to remedy his ongoing nightmares it seemed.  Even if his bizarrely sweet scent had done wonders to lull Phainon into a state of peace.

But as Phainon sat up straight in the bed, staring into the darkness of Mydei’s room, barely coming alive with the morning sun encroaching past the blinds he could only heave out a heavy sigh.

Another nightmare.

They never seemed to end lately - all he could do was move his gaze to focus on the peacefully sleeping Mydei. He looked absolutely perfect as always, and something about that easily made Phainon’s heart feel lighter as he slowly moved a gentle finger to brush back those blonde bangs.

It was hard not to admire the way Mydei was sleeping, hugging his pillow with a face of complete contentment - even if Phainon was most assuredly just a little jealous of that pillow.. Phainon swore he had fallen asleep absolutely tangled in Mydei’s limbs.. 

Regardless, even while asleep, Mydei looked flawless with his hair fanning around him as if he had a fiery halo framing him - not to mention the shamelessness of his muscles being on display due to sleeping without a shirt on. An interesting thing, considering Phainon didn’t remember Mydei going to bed without one.

Had it thrown it off during the night in his sleep? That easily amused Phainon just enough to crack a silent smile onto his lips.

Phainon couldn’t help it as he crumpled down just a smidge - just enough to pepper a small amount of kisses onto the alpha’s soft cheeks. Doing his best to make them as light as possible while fully ingesting the scent of that slumbering man.

Only, apparently not light enough as golden eyes slowly opened, seeming extremely dazed as they took a moment to take in the sight of Phainon very languidly - almost searchingly as his face scrunched up very minisculely.

And Phainon couldn’t help the way he offered up a smile out of pure instinct, at the show of drowsy softness on display by Mydei so boldly.

Phainon also couldn’t hold back the way he immediately ducked down once more to kiss at the bridge of Mydei’s nose lovingly; “I’ll be leaving soon.. Just wanted some kisses before I get ready..”

And the way Mydei seemed to squint before pinching his brows together was almost intoxicating - as if he had to take a moment in his state of drowsiness and lingering sleep to understand those words. Or, perhaps it was just Phainon’s morning breath getting to him, he couldn’t really blame him if that was the case.

Either way, Phainon was always impressed by how beautiful he was in the slight light of the morning.

“Mhm.. Take what you need..” Came Mydei’s raspy morning voice, a voice Phainon had heard a few times now - but had never fully adapted to it. It was always so very enchanting to hear him be so soft in the way he spoke, as if he was avoiding being too loud for his own sake and later attempts to go back to sleep.

“You’re so sweet.” Phainon murmured, unable to stop his hand from reaching forward and gently taking some of Mydei’s hair between his fingers gently; “You should stop by the cafe today.. Just for fun.”

Phainon was mainly teasing, but the idea of seeing Mydei made his heart feel so very light and full - it was truly addicting, especially as those golden eyes only weakly stared at him. So obviously tired, and Phainon couldn’t blame him, he had kept him up most the night just bantering with him after all.

He couldn’t help it! Talking to Mydei was his favorite hobby, even if the man was barely replying due to his own tiredness, but Phainon’s mind moved a mile a minute over the fact they would really be living together soon.

Later today, even, after Phainon got off work he had to start moving stuff into the apartment.. That made him so giddy he couldn’t help the way he almost shook and trembled like a pathetic little chihuahua.. 

“.. I don’t work there anymore, Phainon.” Mydei eventually mumbled, voice raspy and so very laced with sleep that Phainon couldn’t suppress the laugh that fluttered out of his own lips as he moved a hand to gently caress the man’s cheek.

Honestly.

It was hard for him to remember most of the time now that Mydei also was an alpha, it was very rare that Mydei’s own alpha flared up and was angry in regards to Phainon.. And it had been well earned, but right now, when Mydei looked so defenseless and sleepy in the dawning sun.. 

Phainon only wanted to tuck him back into bed - safely and at peace where no one could lay their hands on him, as if Mydei was someone fragile.. As if he wasn’t six feet of pure muscle and growling instincts..

Phainon only went against his own desires to lean down and press a few more kisses against Mydei’s face - fighting the urge to laugh over the loud exhale Mydei made beneath his lips.

“Just for fun..” Phainon told him with a small grin as he leaned away again, a hand ghosting up to rub back those bangs again that had effortlessly fallen. Taking his slow and deliberate time as he traced a finger around the back of Mydei’s ear - one that still had that gifted earring lodged into it.

Phainon almost questioned sleeping with it in - but he couldn’t find the strength to.

Mydei enjoying that courting gift enough to wear it to sleep easily roused Phainon’s own alpha in a pleasured way, heart feeling so much more full than before.

“Hell no..”

Those words out of Mydei’s mouth made Phainon laugh again softly, only quieting as he watched Mydei slowly wiggle his head - stuffing it back into his pillow roughly. Like he was trying his damnedest to block out the light from the window slowly encroaching into the room.

“Haha, you’re so blunt when you’re waking up.” Phainon murmured, hand now carding through Mydei’s hair softly - twirling those blonde locks between his fingers timidly and he found himself having to fight the urge to push his hair to the side.

Just enough to look at that bite he knew was still scarred into Mydei’s neck on his nape. 

“I’m not waking up.. I’m going back to bed.” Mydei grumbled into his pillow and only seemed to nuzzle himself slightly into it more - arms growing more and more exposed as he curled into it.

Honestly - if Phainon spoke his thoughts, Mydei would assuredly throw him out of the window, but he really did look like a nesting omega with how tightly he was holding onto that pillow. Sleepy Mydeimos was always such an endearing sight to behold, and Phainon felt lucky every single time he got to see it..

“Alright alright.. Sleep well, I’ll try to be quiet..” Phainon said those words, slowly moving away from Mydei but he couldn’t help but pause - his eyes roaming for just a few moments. 

Phainon couldn’t help the way his eyes trailed those crimson lines on Mydei’s skin now - the knowledge of them being some bizarre and unforgivable punishment from his father had easily haunted Phainon.

Even if Mydei had quickly changed the topics after confessing such a thing, the idea that they were the price he had to pay for whatever his father deemed necessary.. Well.. Phainon was not mourning that man, that was for damn sure. But Phainon couldn’t deny the raw fact of the matter that he was curious for more of such an insane backstory behind those markings.

They looked extremely good on Mydei - he had never thought Mydei never originally even wanted them. After all, it was utterly insane to think a man would do that to his own son.

But what did Phainon know of how rich people treated their own family members? He had heard the cryptic murmurs of rumors about the Kremnos family, but he never imagined the alpha he would fall in love with would be a part of that.

Phainon’s mind didn’t even dare think to remember those rumors either, instead blinking away his thoughts as he tore his eyes away from his boyfriend who had long since closed his own eyes already.

Phainon could only press out a sigh over his thoughts and move to slide off the bed in a hushed silence - granted he had just been talking with Mydei, but if the alpha wanted to fall back asleep, Phainon had no desire to withhold that from him.

Instead, Phainon only moved to take a hot shower - almost in mourning when he stepped out and sniffed at himself, sniffed at the distinct lack of Mydei’s scent on him now..

.. Maybe he should have passed up a morning shower in favor of just smelling like Mydei today, but it was too late now.

He could only sigh and have his mind stall over the way Mydei had set out a toothbrush for him, just the simplest thing that made Phainon want to slam his head on the door because Mydei was so.. Painfully cute without realizing it.

When Phainon even considered Mydei’s actions, he understood them for what they were - an alpha trying to care and protect in their own way, even when Phainon was an alpha himself. 

It did however make Phainon wonder when Mydei ever had gotten a chance to do such a thing - but he supposed that was a mystery along with Mydei losing his shirt during the night.. 

On the other hand..

The idea of Mydei just simply hoping Phainon would come over and stay the night made him feel even more completely enamored with the man..

Phainon only kept on his creed to try to be quiet, sneaking a bit into Mydei’s bedroom again with a towel on only to freeze as those golden eyes met his own in the doorway.

“.. Need some clothes, do we?” Mydei mumbled in a voice that was much less raspy - less tired sounding, which was funny.

Considering Mydei was still on his stomach flopped onto his bed - head angled to just perfectly be staring at the doorway, and Phainon couldn’t help but laugh slightly. 

“I do..” Phainon conceded, because he certainly was just in a towel around his waist currently - he could wear the same clothes as yesterday, but he was like ninety-nine percent sure Aglaea would know and strangle him.

Mydei only blinked at him knowingly before nodding his head at his dresser to the side - and Phainon had to hold his breath as he watched the man give in to a rather large yawn before speaking again.

“Help yourself.. Also I made you lunch while you were showering, it’s on the kitchen table.” Mydei mumbled out as his golden eyes seemed to only watch Phainon move about the room - not even offering an answer as Phainon dug through the drawers.

He had no idea where anything was - but with enough guessing and struggle, he did eventually find some pants and a solid red t-shirt.. It looked too big for him since he wasn’t quite as broad as Mydei physically, but that was fine - maybe.

A part of him stalled on the fact if he were wearing khakis he would look like a certain supermarket employee.. But that didn’t matter now as he gave a small laugh while cutting a glance to Mydei. 

Those words were beyond sweet.

But if anything, he had truly learned his lesson that Mydei was the type of alpha to treasure providing for his mate.. And the idea of him considering Phainon truly worthy of those attempts of affection and care made his heart swoon..

He didn’t care if they were dating now, it was still so cute, alright!?

“Oh! Really? You spoil me..” Phainon mumbled as his eyes tore away from the dresser and to fully focus on the sleepy alpha laying in bed. He didn’t even feel the slightest bit ashamed as he slowly raised those clothes up to his nose - holding eye contact as he sniffed at them.

Mydei only raised an eyebrow over that inquisitively, but said nothing.

Laundry detergent. 

The scent of Mydei was so painfully faded that it made Phainon’s heart pitifully thump in his chest with desperate longing.

“Mydei..” Phainon began his whining over the man, shuffling just a few feet towards Mydei’s bed in pure anguish. 

This was going to kill him if he didn’t remedy this issue even a little bit..

But.. Phainon was not a man of ‘little bit’ when it came to obtaining Mydei’s affection for him, either.

“Hmm?” Mydei questioned, only barely readjusting to keep Phainon squarely in his vision, and Phainon only found himself anxiously shuffling his weight between his feet.

By all accounts, he shouldn’t want Mydei’s scent all over him - he had no idea how it made Mydei feel. Probably.. Good? To claim or show dominance over another alpha, right?

“Will you scent me?” Phainon found himself pleading, words leaving his mouth in a hurry as he swayed slightly in just his towel - eyes only fondly taking in the sight of Mydei still in bed looking so sprawled out lazily. 

Granted, not as much as when he sleeps on his stomach -  but even on his side his legs seemed uncomfortably splayed across the bed. 

“Huh?”

“Your scent washed off in the shower..” Phainon explained, stepping just a few more feet forward before dropping to his knees almost pathetically, angling himself to be more on Mydei’s eye level - a thing that Mydei watched keenly; “Please..”

Mydei didn’t budge for a second - and Phainon found himself only at the mercy of watching vibrant amber eyes flicker with buried emotions as he studied Phainon.

Only for a brief second before Mydei moved slightly to lay on his side, just enough to more easily offer his wrist almost timidly - and Phainon.. 

Well, Phainon handled that so very normally as he took Mydei’s hand in a gentle cradle of his own before rubbing it gently against his neck - against his own scent glands to try to cover himself in that sweet scent that was so cloying and addicting no matter what.

Mydei’s calloused hand was so unbearably warm in Phainon’s own - almost burning to the touch but that only made him lean into it more, lean into the way it was so undoubtedly Mydei’s hand that was allowing him to do as he pleased.

Phainon couldn’t help but give a soft laugh as he blinked his eyes in a slight daze, just enough to focus on Mydei as he tightened his grip on that hand.

He was.. So painfully greedy towards Mydei, he knew this.

Phainon didn’t care, either.

“Can I have more?”

Mydei seemed to cock his head to the side at that, so obviously questioningly in his movement as he stared bullets into Phainon.

“.. And what is more?” Mydei mumbled out his question after a brief moment, but it did nothing to stop Phainon’s abrupt movement to immediately lean forward - halfway on the bed before stalling for a brief second - blue eyes looking at the still laying on his side Mydei searchingly.

Mydei only made a small tutting noise - eyes narrowing; “Bite me, and I’m cutting your hair in your sleep.”

“Woah! I had no intentions of it.. Just a bit of rubbing against your scent glands, yeah?” Phainon offered with a sheepish smile - one that he hoped conveyed the fact he was willing to beg for this.

Mydei only kept his eyes narrowed before heaving out a rather deep sigh - one of pure exasperation it seemed before he tilted his head to the side, exposing more of his neck to Phainon with shut eyes. As if he was trying his best to distance himself from the situation.

Not that Phainon minded! Mydei could do whatever he pleased 

Phainon however didn’t hesitate once given the sign to go ahead, ducking his head forward to nuzzle at Mydei’s own - doing his best to inhale that scent. The scent of an alpha, but only one of them. 

A scent that shouldn’t smell like this to Phainon - it shouldn’t be so addicting and treasured to Phainon, it should be forgettable just like every other alpha’s.

But it wasn’t it was Mydei’s and only Mydei’s.

.. And Phainon felt like with every small nuzzle of his head into the crook of Mydei’s neck that he also felt like he was Mydei’s and only Mydei’s.

Phainon was so beyond fried.. He really was going to end up marrying this alpha..

“Your hair is wet.” Those words grumbled out of Mydei’s lips made Phainon only grin before running his thumb against Mydei’s hand, pulling away slightly to blink at the alpha that was now full on glaring at him.

“Sorry, sorry. I’ll go finish getting ready now..” Phainon murmured as he once again decided to sneak in some peppered kisses onto the now somewhat damp side of Mydei’s face. He wasn’t even a tiny bit soft when Mydei only scoffed in reply as Phainon released his hand to step away.

Phainon was pleased after all, his alpha boyfriend let him trade scents with him.. That was more than he ever expected to get from the man that kept trying to pawn him off on omegas and betas.. And having his scent on Mydei made him feel only just two percent better about people knowing someone has been this close to Mydei.

Though, in hindsight, Mydei hadn’t showered yet and was still probably drenched in Phainon’s scent from Phainon incessantly pressing himself against Mydei before they fell asleep.

Regardless..

Phainon cast one last solemn look at the alpha who blinked blankly in silent reply, only giving another wide mouthed yawn as Phainon picked up the clothes he had absentmindedly tossed onto the floor before skipping out.

He could change into those clothes in Mydei’s room, but something about that told Phainon that Mydei would assuredly growl at him for showing his genitals off so early in the morning.

.. Even if Phainon was more than willing to be late to work if Mydei wanted a quick round.

That was not the case though, he knew that much just based off the glare buried in those liquid gold eyes as he looked at him.

Instead, Phainon tugged off the towel to put on.. Mydei’s underwear before moving to the rest of it, almost amused over the fact Mydei’s pants were loose on him. Mainly around the waist, but that could easily be fixed with his belt anyway. But it was humorous, nonetheless. 

The last thing he did was gather his collar and click it on - he didn’t want to forget that, even if Aglaea had muttered something about him becoming more and more like a dog with each passing day..

The other thing was as he moved into the kitchen as silently as he could, he paused over the tupperware on the counter - the bright red tupperware. If the red shirt, red collar, and red borrowed tupperware didn’t say he was Mydei’s already - he wasn’t sure what else he could possibly add onto this equation.

Instead he moved to look at it, debating opening it to find out what kind of sandwich Mydei had made for him - but opted not to in the long run.

Whatever it was, even if Phainon absolutely hated it, it was made with love by Mydei and Phainon would always happily swallow that down. 

Eventually, Phainon did find his steps leading back into Mydei’s bedroom, staring into the room and at the alpha who now looked to be slumbering.. Phainon couldn’t help himself, only taking a few antsy steps forward to try to sneak in, pausing..

“I’m leaving now, Mydei..” Phainon spoke out quietly, barely audible, but enough if Mydei was still conscious to be able to hear him. Phainon found his heart feeling just a bit lighter when those amber eyes did slowly blink open to study him, only narrowing slowly as he seemed to be inspecting Phainon.

“.. Is that your collar?” Mydei asked as his eyes only honed in on that red leather - and well, Phainon couldn’t fight the smile that crept onto his features as he moved a hand to touch at it lightly. 

It always made him feel so very elated to remember how much Mydei enjoyed that - enjoyed having that control over Phainon, and Phainon knew very well it probably played into pleasing his secondary gender.

But Phainon didn’t mind that!

His own secondary gender had always been.. Rather quiet in regards to Mydei, protective and almost possessive like a normal alpha would be over an omega? Sure. But trying his best to rival Mydei as an alpha?

He really didn’t think that.. If anything.. He wished Mydei would mark him - scent him, throw him around a little.. He would smile all the same at the man.. It was fine. He had meant his words, rut or not, Mydei could do as he pleased with him so long as Mydei stayed by his side at the very least. 

Waking up beside Mydei made life worth it, easily. 

“Yep!” Phainon replied happily, shaking himself out of those thoughts as Mydei seemed to only peer at him from his spot on the bed.

“Take it off.”

Those words hissed out from Mydei made Phainon wince slightly, taken aback by them because.. Well.. 

“Noo.. I don’t want to..” Phainon immediately whined as he took hold of that collar gently - curling his fingers around it almost protectively as he frowned at the now slowly sitting up alpha. And that was something Phainon did love watching as Mydei’s biceps seemed to ripple under his own weight of lazily pushing himself up using them.

Only to sit halfway still under the cover - and his torso fully exposed now, and well.. Phainon couldn’t stop his eyes from dropping to admire his well-toned boyfriend’s body, sue him.

“Come here.” That deep honey coated voice rang out to him, and Phainon was powerless to fight against that index finger curling towards him in a beckoning motion. 

That alone already made Phainon tremble at the sight of that shirtless alpha being so demanding..

However.. As Phainon crossed over to the side of the bed Mydei had taken a liking to - nothing prepared Phainon for the way Mydei immediately started grabbing at the collar around his neck to try to yank it off of him.

“Mydeiii-” Phainon tried to cry as he gripped onto Mydei’s wrists, trying his best to pry them off without wanting to actually use any actual showing of force on the alpha.. A losing battle considering Mydei seemed fully prepared to strangle Phainon to get the collar off of him; “Mydei, it’s how I show I’m spoken for!”

Mydei only narrowed his eyes as his fingers nimbly thumbed at the collar - twisting it around to find the damn hook on the thing; “You can just use your words!”

Phainon didn’t even try to stop the whine that left his throat over that - going into mourning over the way Mydei was now fully yanking Phainon down through the use of that beloved collar, which would have been sexy if not for the way Mydei surely didn’t want any sex currently…

“But I want to flaunt it! Mydei!” Phainon tried to plead in a pathetic voice, blinking back a pout over the situation as those vibrant golden eyes only glared deeper at him in a silent threat - still wringing that collar around Phainon’s neck. 

“I refuse. Give me it!” Mydei equally growled at him as he found the damn little hook and easily undid it - immediately snapping his hands backwards and to his chest to hold the collar away from Phainon who had given up on trying to hold Mydei’s wrists back.

Granted, putting the collar up to his chest wasn’t really a good tactic.. Phainon was not above just suckling on those nipples until Mydei gave in but..

“Wah..” Was all Phainon mumbled instead as he still remained slightly leaned over the side of the bed - sniffling slightly for dramatic effect over being robbed of his most prized possession. 

“You don’t need it. Just show that bite lower on your neck if you want to physically show people, I guess.” Mydei mumbled out, before seeming to tuck it away underneath the blanket - and that was equally amusing because that also did nothing to deter Phainon if he really wanted to rebel against his beloved Mydei. 

“But it’s already healing! Give me more of them!” Phainon pointed out in a whiny tone, yanking on the collar of the shirt to yank it down slightly - to show with emphasis over that already healing bite mark. The bite mark that already looked way better than Mydei’s by a long shot.

.. But that was unfair!

Phainon didn’t want it to heal! He wanted more bite marks given to him in a show of dominance or ownership - whatever scraps Mydei would offer him!

“I refuse. Go to work.” Mydei teetered on the line of growling every single syllable out, and at this point - Phainon could only manage a weak and pathetic whimpering noise to escape his lips as he pointed..

“Mydeeeiii..”

Mydei only seemed to bristle more over that - golden eyes glaring holes into Phainon’s skin; “Don’t whine like a child! You came in your pants the last time I bit you, I’m not doing it again before you go to work!”

“Wah…”

 

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“I’ve got questions about that bite, y’know!” Cipher’s voice made him jerk his head up from his sandwich - one that would have been bought from the cafe, but Mydei had grumbled something about making a better one for him to take while he was in the shower.

And who was Phainon to deny Mydei’s instincts to try to take care of him? If anything, Phainon found it so endearing and nearly skipped the entire way to work knowing his lunch for the day was made by an alpha who claimed he wasn’t getting up in the morning - only to get up and make him lunch.

Phainon was so painfully whipped for that man.

Those words did make Phainon blink however - he knew what bite, how could he not? 

It was all anyone wanted to talk about anymore in regards to Mydei, even them actually dating only earned sighs along the lines of ‘finally’ from Cipher and Hyacine.. As if they had been waiting so long and weren’t new employees?! 

“Like what?” Phainon inquired as he peered around his sandwich - feeling as if he was walking on eggshells randomly. 

It’s not like he had any answers, Mydei was an alpha that kept that bite on his neck. 

How was Phainon supposed to know why!?

“Has he seriously not changed, at all?” Cipher huffed before leaning back into her chair - arms crossing over her chest as she seemed to knit her brows together in thought; “Aren’t bites staying on alphas just myths? Helloooo? Why am I the only one miffed over that? Hasn’t it been weeks?!”

Her vibrant eyes snapped between Hyacine and Phainon, and Phainon… Well, he had been thinking of it, for sure.

It was hard not to when his instincts screamed everytime his eyes even barely glanced over it - screamed with a level of possessiveness he had never quite felt before, solely because by all accounts of instincts and logic to his alpha mind..

Mydei was his.  

That’s what that bite should signify, that Mydei was his mate and his alone, but instead. It only made Mydei growl and hiss at him, snarl and slap his hand away when Phainon even dared touch at that bite. 

Truly.. It was one of those rare things that made Mydei’s own alpha flare up - and Phainon couldn’t blame him.

It’s not like Phainon had expected it to actually stay there..

But Mydei changing?

“He.. Smells sweeter sometimes? That’s about it.” Phainon found himself mumbling out, because he really couldn’t think of anything else. The man would still bristle and bare his fangs to Phainon if he pissed him off, even if Mydei did seem easy to quel nowadays with a pout or two from Phainon like a kicked dog..

“Sweeter?” Hyacine spoke for once, tilting her head slightly as she moved to stare at Phainon rather meticulously, and Phainon shifted a bit uncomfortably in his chair under her gaze. 

“Mhm. It’s hard to say because like.. He always smelled good to me.” Phainon tried to think about it, he really did - but it was hard to put it into words. 

Mydei had always smelled good to him, and people said he was describing an omega’s scent when it came to Mydei.. But something about it had shifted, something Phainon probably wouldn’t have noticed if he wasn’t so completely enamored with Mydei’s entire existence to where even the tiniest miniscule change in his scent had Phainon trying to sniff at him even more.

He couldn’t even stop himself from angling himself just a bit to sniff at the shirt he was wearing - Mydei’s shirt.

He hadn’t brought clothes for his abrupt sleep over, after all, so he was instead wearing one of Mydei’s and it had only given him the urge to rub his nose into it lovingly. 

“But now there’s just something beneath it all..” Phainon added with a small exhale, eyes still focused on the shoulder of his borrowed shirt and honestly, he was a bit depressed that he didn’t smell even more like Mydei today.

“You should make Mydei bite your nape.” Cipher offered, and that made Phainon snap his eyes to her instantly, just before slowly tilting his head to give her a rather confused and bewildered stare. 

“.. What?”

“Think about it, he smells sweet like an omega to you, so you bit him in your rut, you had a complete meltdown when he cut you off.. It’s like you got rejected by your chosen mate.” Those words made sense in a way, but also Phainon wasn’t quite sure if it was that simple..

Rejected by his chosen mate? Sure, yes, Phainon agreed to that one because Mydei was his chosen mate. He felt like Mydei had ripped his heart out and eaten it in front of him, but at least if he had done that Phainon would have found it maybe two percent romantic. 

Instead, Phainon found himself curled up into a ball in Aglaea’s guest room, completely numb to the world and not even sure how to smile anymore.

It made him nauseous to even bother to remember those weeks -  to even remember Mydei had cut all ties with him ruthlessly..

Phainon exhaled out a deep sigh - doing his best to once again disregard those bitter memories that left his hands almost trembling with dread. Dread and bitter fear that Mydei could possibly do it again, permanently , decide he didn’t want Phainon, didn’t want to be around him. Replace him with an omega or beta..

He could only shake his head roughly before honing in on Cipher; he assuredly couldn’t be thinking about this when they were about to move in together..

“Mydei and I are both alphas..” Phainon reminded her with a pointed stare and a raise of his brows, mainly because he wasn’t sure if Cipher really remembered that.

And when Phainon even said it, he found himself fondly remembering that tease Mydei had said. Worrying about Cipher stealing away Phainon.. 

It was cute to think that he may actually be worried - and it almost made Phainon’s thoughts stall over it.

Surely.. Mydei didn’t think he was replaceable if Phainon found another sweetly smelling alpha, right?

Phainon would have to kiss his own thoughts away later using that alpha’s soft face. 

“And yet he has your bite on his neck, doesn’t he?” Cipher fired back in a tone that bordered on knowing - like everyone in this damned workplace knew fully well about that bite mark lingering on Mydei’s neck.

… Granted, Phainon beamed and practically wagged his tail when anyone asked about it, but come on! 

How was he supposed to not feel excited that Mydei was his?! They were even dating now, so it was fine!

“The bite he gave me on my neck is already healing.” Phainon found himself mumbling, mainly because he had taken ten minutes this morning to mourn that very same fact in the mirror this morning..

“Try the nape if  you’re really fine with being his mate for.. Forever. Let’s see if you’re both just freaks of nature or something.”

Hyacine at that cleared her throat, as if she had suddenly become just a bit more nervous over those words; “Cipher.. Maybe we shouldn’t.. Y’know.. Impede on his love life.”

Phainon couldn’t help but grin however, setting down his sandwich that was made with love to point at Cipher almost teasingly - at the alpha that smelled of wet oak leaves and somehow distant cat food. Probably from working with the cats, but it was certainly there. 

“No no, let her speak. I need to know what I should ask Mydei to do to me..” Phainon said all while nodding to his own words slowly, as if to agree with himself on the matter.

However..

Cipher moved a finger to tap at her chin softly, eyes wandering away in evident thought.

“That kind of reminds me..” Cipher started before slowly tilting her head - and Phainon was baffled over the way she sounded almost worried;   “Can I ask maybe a super duper personal question? Like not as a coworker but as a curious friend?”

Phainon only blinked at that, blankly and confusedly as he knit his brows together.

A personal question?

Was it about the whole two alphas being lovers thing?

“Huh? I guess?” Phainon lightly replied, not thinking much of it as he went to pick up his sandwich again - hands only freezing as he hovered above it.

“Do you also believe Mydei killed his own dad?”

Those words made Phainon’s mind absolutely stall as he dragged his eyes upwards to her - slowly cocking his head to the side in his now blatant confusion. 

Killed.. His own dad?

Also believe it?

How many people.. Thought such a horrible thing about Mydei? And why?

“.. Huh?” Was all Phainon could manage to say - because what else could he say without more information? That wasn’t.. Just a simple normal personal question.

That was something Phainon hadn’t even considered. 

“Cipher! You seriously can’t just ask that?!”

Cipher waved her hands in defeat in a panic - eyes darting between Hyacine as Phainon as she now also was neglecting her own sandwich in favor of the conversation; “Sorry! Sorry! I thought we all knew, c’mon!”

Phainon only stared at her, mouth slightly agape as he tried his best to understand it.

He didn’t.

He couldn’t.

“What do you mean by that..?” Was all he could manage to inquire quietly, voice sounding hoarse and unwell to his own ears -  must have been the same for the girls as they worried spared glances between each other. Obviously, distraught by his reaction to the question.

“It was like a huge court case a few years ago.. So I was curious..” Cipher slowly explained, and Phainon could only lean back in his chair at that. Lean back and stare at her - not because she had asked.

But because he just was shocked at the idea of Mydei doing such a thing. 

“He won that court case! He’s innocent.” Hyacine immediately chimed in as she leaned forward slightly; “And you don’t think Aglaea would really trust a killer with her pet cats, do you?” 

Hyacine was teasing, that much was obvious, but Phainon only found himself blinking at her. Staring her down a bit too much as he tried to digest this news, tried to get a grip on it.

A court case that Mydei had won about him maybe murdering his father.

“Yeah but like.. Wasn’t his dad super hated by.. Everyone?” Cipher supplied further, and Phainon didn’t even really know what to say to that.

Maybe he felt only so numb because when he thought of Mydei’s father he could only think of those crimson tattoos and how Mydei refused to explain what ‘punishments’ possibly would cause them.

Was it justice in Mydei’s mind to kill his own father over them? No. That didn’t sound likely.

There had to be something else that he wasn’t privy to, something more.

“Cipher..” Hyacine quietly mumbled, making Cipher give a small sigh - Cipher was playful and silly through the time Phainon had met her - he seriously doubted she meant any harm by it. And in hindsight, it was a very popular court case. 

Phainon just.. Didn't think it would ever involve him, so why would he care?

“Okay, okay.. Sorry..” Cipher said a bit dejectedly, and Phainon could only deeply sigh, trying his best to unravel his feelings and thoughts as his eyes flicked up to the now obviously feeling bad Cipher.

“I.. Didn’t know people thought he did that?” Phainon tried to comfort her, really, he did. But he had no idea how when he felt like he was somewhat spiraling here himself.

The idea of Mydei killing someone.. It was easily distressing, but it mainly made him want to ask why?

What on earth would drive that alpha to take his own father’s life..?

“Okay.. Sensing you haven’t talked about this with him..” Cipher nodded painfully slowly, and Phainon only blinked as he watched her;  “Sensing I’ve made a mistake here..”

“It’s fine. I just..” Phainon trailed off - his head was absolutely empty. What was he supposed to do?

He didn’t know Mydei well enough, and wasn’t that more a question for Aglaea considering how long she had know Mydei..?

A question for Aglaea.

This was… Certainly a question for Aglaea.

 

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“Aglaea.” 

Phainon could only call out to her as she exited the cafe - he had been waiting a few minutes after his shift to catch her after all.

And the raised eyebrow and suspicious look she gave him in return didn’t quite help settle his turbulent mood.

A mood that had been gnawing and crawling at his core since lunchtime - he wasn’t even sure if he was doing a decent job at burying it amidst his work, or if his scent was being worn on his sleeve over how upset he was.

Distraught, perhaps, was a better word for it.

He didn’t know.

“Phainon.” Aglaea replied back almost flatly, her eyes only narrowing as he slightly motioned her around the corner - to not be in the clear line of sight of the cafe windows. Mainly to avoid Hyacine staring at them knowingly. 

Even if he did have a good guess that everyone knew what they could be discussing today..

“I want you to be honest with me.” Phainon informed her as she rounded the corner, stopping her tracks to give him a rather egregious stare - blinking at him as she quickly looked him up and down.

An act he knew fully well was to inspect his outfit.. But it was fine today! He had on borrowed Mydei clothes and Mydei had a great fashion sense! Besides.. Mydei saw him this morning and robbed him of his collar.. If his outfit was a mess, Mydei for sure would have growled and removed articles of clothing from him as well..

“.. In regards to?” 

And that was a fair question asked innocently from Aglaea! One that made Phainon’s heart drop into his stomach and settle there uncomfortably everytime he himself thought about it for two seconds too long. 

The thing Cipher had brought up so curiously, so randomly..

Not that he blamed her - in hindsight, he did remember hearing about those famous trials. But who was he to care about those sorts of things? He had other things to worry about than some rich heir supposedly killing her father!

At least! That’s what he thought even just a few days ago..

.. Now that rich heir was the very same one he wanted to wake up to being in his arms every single day.

Ironic.

But it didn’t keep the demons at bay - his own inner thoughts and desires.

He had to know.

“Do you believe Mydeimos killed his own father?” Phainon blurted out, wincing at his own voice in hindsight as he watched both her eyebrows raise in clear shock - eyes widening before she immediately schooled her expression into one more kind.

One that seemed to carry more worry than anything else that could lurk beneath it all.

“.. Quite an abrupt question, and what will you do with my answer?”

“It depends on the answer I’m given..”

It didn’t.

Phainon didn’t know what he would do, he really had no idea.

What was he supposed to do about the alpha he fully wanted to mate with and even probably marry was a murderer? 

Was that a deal breaker? Normally, of course it was, any sane person would say yes.

But Phainon wasn’t sure his own emotions towards this particular situation were ‘sane’.

“I trust Mydeimos with all of my being, that man has never wronged me once and has always had a caring touch towards everyone in his life.” Aglaea spoke firmly, not an ounce of hesitation etched into her voice, however, she did slowly sigh and shut her eyes; “That.. Being said; I do believe Mydei killed his father Eurypon, yes.”

Those words hit Phainon hard - so very painfully hard because he had fully expected her to say no. To deny the idea that Mydei of all people could do that, Mydei who regretted hitting Phainon in self defense so very much that he had shut himself completely off and away from Phainon and rejected him for ‘both’ their sakes.

Mydei who was arguably more bark than bite in Phainon’s experience..

.. And he highly doubted that it was any type of facade from the alpha who had denied himself of Phainon truly being interested in him for so long.

“.. You do?” Phainon found himself saying in a ghost of his normal voice, hand moving to tug at the collar of his.. Mydei’s shirt slowly - just enough to feel like he wasn’t being strangled. 

Even though the lump in his throat was easily accomplishing that regardless - he felt as if he were drowning and no one was giving him a hand.

The worst part of it was he didn’t even quite understand it himself. 

Was he truly upset that Mydei had killed someone and gotten away with it, or was he more distressed over the impact it probably had on Mydei’s psyche for years to come?

“The world of rich people is a completely different one from our own; the rules bend and twist according to whatever their money desires.”

Phainon felt himself shuffling his weight between his feet at Aglaea’s words, he knew that Eurypon Kremnos was a rather shady and hated man.

But that was about all he knew of him outside of meeting Mydei, his son..

Phainon wasn’t even sure what type of expression he was wearing; but whatever it was, Aglaea flashed him almost a sympathetic look before carrying on with her line of thought.

“I believe Mydei was fully prepared to go to jail for life for killing his own father, but due to enough people wanting him gone and someone more.. Malleable like Mydei in control of Castrum Kremnos, they paid off everyone.”

Aglaea said with a small wave of her hand as she moved to stifle through her purse slowly - looking for something but Phainon only watched with owl-wide eyes, completely baffled by those words.

Malleable. 

That was an odd choice of words, but the meaning was obvious behind why she chose it.

Someone to control that wasn’t quite like his father. 

Eurypon was hated so very much that if Mydei had actually killed his father, enough rich people were willing to help bail him out and look the other way for their own sick desires.

.. Even though Mydei had sold Castrum Kremnos, they still wanted him to come back and work for them. They clearly lacked in bad blood with Mydei in specific; even if that feeling wasn’t mutual judging by how Mydei had reacted to that letter.

“.. And you’re fine with that?” Phainon asked in a small quieted voice, one that he only stared at Aglaea for - searching for any resolution or comfort he could, mainly for his own sake.

Though, she only tilted her head as she fished out her car keys, twirling them idly on her index finger before knitting her brows together to study Phainon.

“Aren’t you? Your pheromones are extremely distressed right now, and something tells me it’s not because you’re finding out the man of your deepest affections may be a killer.”

Phainon couldn’t even say what he thought.

What he felt.

Was he willing to give up the only person he had ever felt any semblance of love for over a man that seemed to have tortured his own son?

Those red tattoos on Mydei being more than just simple tattoos - they more felt like a trail blood and sorrow so boldly written for anyone to read. Even if at first glance no one even knew the depths of the story written on his body.

Not even Phainon truly understood what had happened there - outside of the fact Eurypon was for sure a man that was beyond psychotic. 

“.. It’s hard to say what I feel over it.” Phainon started, breathing out a small sigh, he wasn’t even sure where his thoughts were. What he was thinking or truly feeling..? 

He had no idea.

“His mother died abruptly just shortly before that.” Aglaea added in a rather quiet tone, one that seemed more akin for use for children as she thought on it.

“.. Huh?” Was all Phainon could manage to say, his mind spiraling immediately over the idea of Mydei killing both of his parents.

Surely not, right?

He hadn’t heard of the alpha talking bad about his mother - killing bother felt like.. Well.. Overkill in a fashion.

“I know Mydeimos enough to confidently without a doubt say he had no hands in that.” Aglaea stated as she waved her hand holding the key - as if to clear the air metaphorically and literally;  “But, I don’t doubt at all that it was a catalyst of sorts.” 

Phainon took a moment to take in those words.

A catalyst for Mydei taking his own fathers death?

Well that..

“Are you implying his father probably killed his mother?” Phainon rationalized his thoughts out loud, eyes searching Aglaea meticulously for answers and Aglaea only shook her head as her eyes peered past Phainon - as if to focus on something else. 

“They were in love, from what I know. But his father was a cruel man as the years went by, maybe you should just ask Mydei himself.” Aglaea said as she flicked her eyes back to him - and Phainon wished he could decipher the mixed emotions written so boldly on her face.

But considering it was Aglaea.. He had nothing. Not a clue as to what she was possibly thinking of currently - or about.

“.. I can’t, he barely wanted to tell me about his tattoos.” Phainon told her before raising his hands to card through his hair almost worriedly.

The alpha had opened up, just barely, and this felt like it was wedging a blade right into his heart and forcing it open.

But what else was Phainon supposed to do?!

“Ah. Then I wouldn’t ever bring this up to him.”

Phainon dropped his hands at those words - just to tilt his head to the side and study her, study the way she seemed so very serious about that advice.

“.. You want me to just ignore the fact I learned he killed his own father?” Phainon inquired in a tone that bordered on laughing, or maybe crying. He wasn’t sure which one he felt like doing today when it came to things he didn’t think he would ever learn about Mydeimos..

“It’s either that, or you can just dump him now.”

Those words were so rough to Phainon’s ears from Aglaea - so brutal and flat that he had to gawk at her slightly.

He hadn’t even quite considered even the idea of dumping Mydei over this.. They had only just started actually dating and even the mere idea of Mydei leaving again made him feel absolutely nauseous and nervous.

“.. What?”

“You finally got that alpha to lower his walls, to let you in, and now you want to casually tell him you learned he killed his father? How do you think Mydei will handle that?” Aglaea asked him, and that question only made Phainon cock his head to the side.

There was only one real answer there, anyway..

“.. Poorly.”

Aglaea blinked at him before slowly nodding in understanding before giving quite a long drawn out sigh of exasperation; “Exactly, so if the idea that he may have done such a thing is too much to swallow, as both of your friends I’m telling you this now, Phainon. Dump him.”

Dump him.

Break up with Mydei.

That couldn’t possibly be the only decent option here, it absolutely couldn’t. There’s no way.

Sure, Mydei seemed.. Reluctant to opening up, but with enough reassurance Phainon was pretty sure he could get that alpha to put up with his questions..

.. Even if Phainon did halfway consider buying handcuffs to cuff them together if he did bring up this topic.

Instead, he only blankly stared at Aglaea, throat as parched as a desert before he slowly chose his words..

“Oh..” Phainon replied so very intelligently. 

 

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“Oh, Phainon, you’re here.”

Phainon was powerless to stop the grin from creeping onto his face as he closed the door behind him and that scent that he knew to be home flooded his senses. Mydei. 

Even as he turned around he was stunned immediately as he spotted that beautiful alpha carrying some boxes - only pausing in the doorway to stare at him.

And god was that sight so painfully unfair as Mydei had chosen to wear a sleeveless black shirt today and put up his hair into a ponytail.

Absolutely sinful sight.

Yet, Phainon still regrettably felt the itch in his mind over the events from today - even as he tightened his grip on the small amount of items in his suitcase that he had deigned to bring over today they haunted him... He would go to the storage unit to actually unpack tomorrow, but for now, just his stuff from Aglaea’s was fine.

“Mydei! How.. How was your day?” Phainon asked after a few moments of admiring the man who didn’t seem to regard him very much at those words - instead disappearing into one of the rooms. 

The one Phainon knew very well would be the main bathroom from when they had toured it, and Phainon could only take this time to remove his shoes with a deep breath.

He would probably help Mydei unpack, and be normal. 

That was easy.

He loved Mydei.

“It was fine. This is for you.” Phainon jerked his head upwards at those words - blinking blankly as he watched Mydei walk over, almost appearing..

Flustered? Embarrassed? He was certainly more red tinted in his face than normal as he held out a small box for Phainon.

One of the boxes he himself had used for giving courting gifts to Mydei - but he respected the reusing and recycling angle of it!

And slightly was just enamored with the fact Mydei had kept those silly little gift boxes in general, even if they did get glitter everywhere from the sides of them being dusted in it..

Phainon couldn’t help but perk up as he stood, staring it down as Mydei only outstretched it to him; “Hmm? A gift for me?!”

Mydei only avoided looking at him, seemingly more flustered than Phainon thought possible as he tilted his head to admire the blush there; “Mm.” Was all Mydei hummed in reply.

Phainon gave a small scoff alongside a grin before moving to take it from him - easily removing the top half of the box to blink at the contents.

He had expected one, sure, but the other.. 

“Apartment keys.. And what is this?” Phainon inquired quietly, fingers delicately taking up the keys to already just stuff them into his pocket - just in case Mydei got any second thoughts about it.

Before his fingers dipped back in, just to pick up that black sleek leather, rolling his thumb over it slowly with acute fascination over it.

Over it being gifted to him, by Mydei.

“A choker.” Mydei supplied as he only stepped closer, removing it timidly from Phainon’s hands - and Phainon couldn’t help but be amused by the way his fingers almost seemed to be trembling out of near nervousness.

Endearing.

He really was such a kind alpha.. Mydei couldn’t.. have possibly.. 

“A choker..?” Phainon found himself echoing - but he didn’t have a single thought in his head as he immediately craned his head upwards, moving it to give Mydei all the space in the world that he could possibly want when he realized Mydei had unhooked it and was nearing his neck.

Phainon was powerless to stop the way his breath hitched as those fingers ghosted against his neck, gently moving to wrap that black sleek leather collar around his throat almost tightly.

Snuggly, as if it fit him perfectly.

“Since you’re so dead set on having something that plainly tells people you’re mine, that choker is way more normal than a damned dog collar in public.” Mydei mumbled as his eyes only narrowed - a finger dipping between the leather and Phainon’s neck as if to test how tight it was before moving away.

Seemingly to inspect his own work with a tilt of his head, one that Phainon watched keenly as he lowered his own to its normal position to blink at him.

“Oh..” Phainon gave a small laugh as his finger copied Mydei’s earlier action, teasingly tugging at the leather that already just felt so right against his skin; “That’s.. Oddly sweet.”

It was.

Phainon’s stomach was doing flips and shallow somersaults over the fact Mydei had thought of this from the morning and decided to solve it while Phainon was at work..

It was endearing.. 

“Is it?” Mydei asked in a teasing tone as he only seemed to walk away, golden eyes only peering over his shoulder for the briefest of moments before ducking into a room. One that Phainon knew to be the bathroom yet again..

Phainon’s feet followed Mydei without a second thought this time, suitcase only trailing behind him on the carpet roughly as he moved through the main hallway - ducking his head into the room where Mydei had gone;   “Mhm! How uh.. How has moving in been going?”

Phainon asked that, sure, but his eyes only were able to blink at the box Mydei was currently cracking open that sat atop the toilet lazily.

“Fine. A lot more to move but.. I assume you’re in the same boat?” Mydei mumbled out, still bent over that box he had seemingly begun to unpack before pausing to cast a glance at Phainon - eyes darting from Phainon himself and to the small amount of items he had brought.

“Yeah.. I just brought what I had over at Aglaea’s for starters.. Mainly to free her from my presence in her home finally. “

To be honest..

That car ride was the worst thing ever because Phainon had completely forgotten he needed to pick up his stuff from her place - after that confrontation he could only sit in the back like a scolded child.

Especially when she narrowed her eyes and said ‘why didn’t you just ask me this at home?’..

He may have messed up. A little. In his rush to question about Mydei’s past..

“Oh. That makes sense, I guess.” Mydei mumbled out before moving to retrieve a towel from the box - only moving to fold it nicely before sliding it underneath the bathroom sink, apparently, where he had chosen the towels to go. And then repeated that again under Phainon’s watchful gaze.

Phainon couldn’t tear his eyes away from the sight - away from Mydei just neatly organizing all of his belongings, it was so.. It was nothing, and yet everything to see him do such a simple action. And Phainon had no idea why he felt like that, why he felt so much love over the alpha just putting up towels..

He could only shrug it off as being happy to finally find someone he wanted to call his own - secondary gender be damned.

“I’ll uh.. Move the rest in tomorrow..” Phainon mumbled as he idly twisted his hand on the handle of his suitcase, twirling it a bit. Only moving his eyes to look at the suitcase as he did so with a small huff.. 

“Are you alright, Phainon?”

That question from Mydei made him jerk his eyes back to the man, to the alpha that only blinked at him slowly, clearly bewildered by something. 

“.. Hmm?” And Phainon wasn’t sure what.

He was.. Pretty sure he was acting normal!

“You seem slightly.. Off today - quiet, even.”

Alright, so maybe he wasn’t as Mydei only peered more at him - seeming so wholly unconvinced of his act.

Maybe it was because he was being way more awkward.. Phainon couldn’t say, but he just.. He couldn’t work his mind around the idea of Mydei killing someone.

Even if Phainon would agree that man probably did deserve it..

Phainon could only barely smile at him, moving his hand to his side more as he tucked his suitcase closer;  “.. Is that so? Sorry.” 

Mydei only looked away at that - seemingly content to focus more on the towels he was currently folding to put away; “It’s fine. Busy day at work?”

Phainon felt nervous, anxious, and so very twistedly curious. Busy day at work..? He wished that was all it was. Instead he gritted his teeth, trying to swallow down the lump forming in his throat before he spoke again; “Yeah..”

“I see.”

Phainon doubted that.. 

But, Phainon also moved to press his suitcase against the wall - deciding to lazily leave it there before stepping a bit more into the bathroom where Mydei still was working to tidy up the place. 

“Come to bed with me.” Those words left Phainon’s lips so instantly as he crowded into the bathroom - eyes barely even taking in the surroundings yet again as he focused on the alpha, the owner of all his affections.

That alpha in question, however, only cocked his head to the side slightly with a small scoff over those words; “Wow, so adamant about that today. It’s still early, you know?”

“I’m.. Really tired.” Phainon immediately told him, only drifting his eyes to that dark blue tiled floor, focusing on it hard. It’s not as if he was lying, he was tired, but he still did feel like he was lying somehow.

Probably because he was avoiding the truth regardless of lying or not.

“My poor puppy.” Mydei sighed out as he stood up to straighten himself out, giving a teasing smile as he did so.

And.. For once.. 

Phainon wasn’t even sure how to take that - he should be thriving, so excited over Mydei calling him his in any capacity - yet the dread was still settling into his heart. 

Phainon didn’t even know what to think of it all.

Aglaea trusted Mydei enough to let him come work with Castorice and Phainon, trusted Mydei enough to be a business partner, but even she admitted Mydei most likely killed his father.

How could.. Phainon not be stuck on that?

It was insane to even consider - Mydei was a man that had been horror stricken over the mere punch he gave Phainon. The idea that he killed his own father..?

That sounded beyond insane, actually. Phainon couldn’t rationalize it. He couldn’t.

All he could do was gently take Mydei’s hand into his own and lead him into Mydei’s new bedroom - one that thankfully came fully prepared with some furniture and Phainon maybe on a better day would have loved to snoop.

But all he could do now was leap onto Mydei’s bed and flop onto it face down. His foreign bed, at least - the distinct lack of Mydei’s scent did nothing to help calm the storm in Phainon’s head.

“Change your clothes or take them off at the very least. I’m not sleeping with you in your work clothes, you nasty dog.” Mydei’s voice was light - lacking any venom as he teased and Phainon only sat up at that languidly, studying the other alpha for a moment.

The way those golden eyes seemed to flicker with the ever briefest concern wasn’t lost on Phainon, but he could only shake his head slowly.

“Sorry.. Sorry.” Phainon mumbled out before moving a hand to card through his hair, pushing back his bangs rather uselessly as his eyes dropped to the floor. 

He didn’t know what to say - how to feel. Everything felt unreal, but as he drifted his eyes back to the alpha that was slowly nearing him, he only knew one thing.

Mydei was someone dear to him, and he wanted to know what had happened to Mydei in his life.

All of it.

“You.. Really aren’t feeling well.” Mydei murmured as he stopped by the edge of the bed, only before gently moving to press his wrist to Phainon’s forehead in an attempt to take his temperature it seemed.

Phainon couldn’t even help the way he leaned into that gentle touch - savoring the warmth and heartbeat beneath the skin of the alpha he could feel there.

“Hmm?” Phainon questioned with a small tilt of his head, scrunching his face together in confusion.

Sure, he.. Wasn’t mentally all there today, but he was physically fine.

Mydei only slowly withdrew his hand to stare down Phainon as he moved his hands onto his hips. And Phainon certainly only could blink upwards at that sassy sight, questioning what he had said or done to earn this reaction.

“No comment about me implying you can sleep in the nude - You must be unwell.”

Oh.

Oh..

Phainon could only swallow the lump in his throat before laughing lightly as his eyes darted away nervously, eyes trailing the amount of boxes Mydei had already moved into this room.

“Haha.. I guess so, sorry.” Phainon found himself saying with his eyes roaming over all the boxes - Mydei had seriously been busy all day.

“.. Apologizing a lot, too.” Mydei mumbled out as he himself moved to tug off his own shirt from his head, not even wasting a few spare second looks before removing his pants as well. Then moved to his hair - tugging it free from his ponytail almost roughly being blinking at Phainon.

Phainon was not ashamed to say he watched both these actions with keen eyes - staring at Mydei’s body and those tattoos lining everywhere.

A haunting reminder.

Phainon could only turn his head away to copy the alpha, it was perfectly fine and normal to sleep in the same bed as your boyfriend in just your underwear - that was fine!

What wasn’t fine, were Phainon’s thoughts that were still spiraling even as he undressed - even as he moved to flick off the light and paused to blink at how much light was coming in through the window.

It truly was too early to go to bed - but Mydei, the sweet alpha that he was, was indulging him..

Phainon couldn’t even think straight as he eyed Mydei in the dim lighting, Mydei who had already crawled into bed as if he were actually tired and was staring right back at Phainon - earnestly waiting for him to come join him silently. 

He was powerless to obey, of course, only slinking over to crawl beneath those blankets and snuggle closely to Mydei - even if his heart was full of questions, his heart was more full with love for Mydei by far.

A piece of him felt like he should comment on both their lack of showers - but he couldn’t find it in himself as he instead tiredly scooched himself close to Mydei on the bed before flopping down on his side to stare at the alpha.

Mydei however, was already in that same position - only facing towards Phainon as he gave a quiet exhale, giving in to the eight pm bedtime it seemed.

Even if he probably didn’t really feel extremely tired..

“Good night, Phainon.” Mydei mumbled, and Phainon found himself tensing up just enough over that before scoffing slightly as he watched Mydei shut his eyes. 

“Good night, Mydei.”

Mydei wasn’t a heavy talker - Phainon knew this and had accepted this.

But his version of caring was through actions, showing that he cared in his own little ways - even if that meant following Phainon to bed at an insanely early time.

Phainon was blessed, he knew this much as he peered at those fragile barely moving eyelashes - just barely giving signs that Mydei was still conscious even though his eyes were closed.

Everything about this man outside of his strong and muscular appearance was an icon of pure gentleness - tender to a level Phainon wasn’t used to alphas having. Not even seeming very bothered as Phainon cradled him slightly in his arms.

“Mydei.” Phainon dared to speak, dared to break this fragile silence even though something was gnawing at his bones - telling him not to.

Begging him not to.

“Hmm?” Mydei hummed out in reply, not even opening his eyes as he allowed Phainon to scoot even closer to him, to cage around him lovingly as he stared at those fluttering eyelids that remained shut.

“Can.. I ask a.. Really awful and maybe a personal question?” Phainon slowly inquired, feeling his hand almost tremble as he spoke those words - only able to latch at the blanket they were sharing loosely. 

He had to.. Had to know, didn’t he?

He didn’t even know what he truly felt over it - if it was true or false.

Wasn’t it breaking Mydei’s trust regardless? To accuse him of something so painfully heinous?

“Is this question the thing that has been weighing you down?” Mydei asked quietly, still keeping his eyes closed as if that would help solve the issues slowly arising. He was unknowing of the question lurking around the corner, of course..

Though, Phainon knew this man had no idea how personal this question was.

Phainon could only feel the dryness in his mouth - the bitterness of fear nibbling and prying into his gut along with the second doubt in himself towards actually asking this. There was still time to make up a different question.

This wasn’t just a question even murderers that were guilty liked to answer - so why did he think Mydei would answer it?

Why did he think he needed to know this?

“Yeah.. It is.” Phainon confirmed, though he was becoming less and less sure how much he truly wanted this answer.

Mydei didn’t waste a second thought on the other hand; “I see. Go ahead then.” 

“Did.. Did you actually kill your own father?”

Silence. 

Mydei’s golden eyes opened at that - sluggishly, languidly as if it was asking too much of him before they focused on Phainon’s chest for a moment. Just the briefest moment before Mydei seemed to scoff, some emotion flickering over his facial features just for the slightest of seconds.

And then Mydei rolled over to face the wall and away from Phainon.

Phainon knitted his brows together - staring at the back of Mydei’s head numbly in the silence before he smelled it. The slight change in Mydei’s scent, that scent he loved so dearly and now fully knew and recognized as only belonging to his beloved Mydei.. Soured. A scent Phainon enjoyed so very much - but knew fully well it was a bad sign..

“.. Mydeimos?” Phainon quietly asked, eyes searching the back of Mydei’s head as if it would tell him the answers he wanted - eyes only dropping slightly to stare at that scarring skin on his nape, the skin that didn’t seem to be healing. 

Instead, it just looked more and more like he truly had a mating bite lodged into his skin - and that normally made Phainon’s heart feel light and free, but right now.. He could only focus on the pure unfiltered dread that corrupted Mydei’s silence.

“.. You can keep the apartment.” Mydei said rather flatly - hollowly and brittle, like he was doing his best to not feel a single emotion towards this.

To not show any emotions, to just curl in on himself and hide away from Phainon until the morning.

But it’s not like Phainon would allow that as he only felt his breath hitch - staring at the back of Mydei’s head; “What do you mean by that?”

That query left his lips so quietly that he almost worried Mydei didn’t hear it, yet after a few brief seconds he watched Mydei’s shoulders move heavily.

Sighing. 

“I’ll pack up my stuff again tomorrow morning.”

Those words didn’t make it any better - didn’t make Phainon feel any better, if anything, he felt like his heart was being squeezed painfully. 

“.. That’s.. That isn’t what..” 

That’s not what I want. Those were the words on the tip of his tongue as he narrowed his eyes staring at the alpha - eyes dipping to where that bite mark was. To where that seemingly mating bite stayed buried beneath his hair.

Mydei didn’t reply to those broken rambles.

“Mydei..” Phainon almost whined out, feeling a sickening sense of fear settling into him with that silence - an uncomfortable lump settling in his throat; “Mydeimos, can we keep talking..?”

“There’s nothing to discuss.” 

Mydei’s rigidness on the matter did nothing to quell Phainon’s fear, only adding coal to the flames as Phainon tensed up slightly - brows knitting together as he stared at the alpha. 

Phainon could only fire a retort back in a hushed tone; “I would argue there’s plenty to discuss..”

Phainon waited a few moments.

Just a few.

Just enough to make his anxiety spike more and more as the silence from Mydei dragged on without an end in sight. 

And Phainon could only painfully readjust himself, his hands twitching and tensing painfully as he continued watching Mydei’s back.

“I don’t want you to move out..” Phainon began again, wholly unable to just sit in the words of Mydei’s earlier statement; “I wanted to live in this apartment with you..”

Phainon just.. Wanted to know if it was true, he just wanted answers about something involving Mydei and a piece of him felt like this was kind of important.

Did he actually have any right to know?

He didn’t know, actually!

The thing was! Mydei could just say no - he didn’t, he wasn’t found guilty and thus Phainon would have been sated and never asked again.

But Mydei didn’t.

Mydei was shutting him out and refusing to talk about it - and Phainon only desperately wanted to know if that was due to the breach of trust of even daring to ask such a thing.. Or out of guilt.

Phainon only knew one thing for sure - he definitely valued Mydei more than whatever the answer was, and maybe that realization should have happened before he actually asked that question..

Because now… Well…

“Mydei..” Phainon borderline whimpered out again, trying his best to sound as comforting and not angry as he could; “Speak to me, grumpy..”

Phainon could only pray the light teasing helped - that if Mydei knew he wasn’t angry or anything he would react better. Show more signs of life, or something.

Yet.

“Just go to sleep.” Was Mydei’s reply after a few more seconds - still as cold and hollow as the last, detached and unemotional, doing his best to mentally distance himself from the situation it appeared.

“.. I’m scared to now, haha..” Phainon gave a choked laugh, one that did nothing to hold his fears at bay and leaking into his shaky voice - terrified of..;  “What if I wake up and you’re gone?”

Those fears weren’t unbiased considering what Mydei had said - and a piece of Phainon felt uneasy and completely unwell to even think about how Mydei may try to slip away in the morning. 

May not even bother collecting his stuff - he could just buy it all again. Just completely vanish from Phainon’s life again.. Phainon found himself scooting closer at that, moving to press himself against Mydei’s back slightly in an attempt to soothe his own rising anxiety over the idea of it.

“You weren’t going to do that, were you?” Phainon’s voice came out more broken than he would have preferred - more shaky and obviously upset. He couldn’t help it as he only blabbered onwards;  “I don’t know.. If I could live without you again, you know that right, Mydei?”

Phainon expected to be met with silence.

Only, he wasn’t.

“I killed him.”

Those words were said in a tone that was so dull and lifeless that Phainon almost thought he heard incorrectly - almost assuming that Mydei didn’t just admit to murder.

But he..

He knew Mydei better than that.

“.. Huh?”

“You asked, and now I’ve answered. I killed him. Move on with your life and forget about me in the morning.” Mydei continued on, not sounding anymore desiring for conversation than he was just a few moments ago.

And Phainon felt so, painfully, numb at those words. 

A day of dating Mydei.. And Phainon had already started to push another wedge between them..? Was this also Mydei dumping Phainon..?

That alone made Phainon almost feel dizzy as he propped himself up on his elbow slightly - attempting to peer at Mydei’s face in the dim lighting.

“Forget about.. You?” Phainon echoed those words - sounding absolutely baffled before he gave a shallow laugh, a pained and pathetic noise; “Mydei, I’m in love with you.”

“Love isn’t meant for me.” Was Mydei’s immediate rebuttal, one that made Phainon jerk his head backwards - reeling over those words.

He couldn’t even stop his mouth from moving - his thoughts flooding out of his lips without a second chance to look back on them; “What exactly does that mean..?”

“You cannot be in love with a killer, Phainon. I’m sorry for leading you on.” Mydei said so painfully flatly, a tone that only drove Phainon up the wall as he knitted his brows together.

“.. Leading me on?” Phainon repeated, because those words were so very silly to his own ears, to even consider, and yet Mydei was considering them to be real in his own mind; “Mydei..”

Phainon waited a few moments, tense and stressed, but he did wait patiently.

Just enough, just long enough to feel his sinking dread settling deeper than he had ever wanted before he quietly spoke.

“Mydeimos, look at me.”

Mydei didn’t, he didn’t move at all or react. Only remained looking away.

And, Well.

Phainon deep down at his core, was an alpha, regrettably. 

“You annoying stubborn alpha, look at me!” Phainon had lost his temper slightly, sure, did he grab Mydei and push him onto his back and get fangs bared at him? Sure, Sure. Did he move to immediately straddle Mydei so that he couldn’t just turn on his side again and avoid looking at Phainon. Also, sure. 

But it was out of love, so that had to count for something, right?

Though, that low quiet noise from Mydei’s throat beneath him was probably not out of love. 

“Don’t growl at me.. I love you, Mydei..” Phainon found himself murmuring as he readjusting himself slightly - getting comfortable while also keeping Mydei pinned down. Minus actually holding his arms down, at least.

And it wasn’t as if Mydei was pushing against him - minus the growling and borderline snarl he was giving, he was on all accounts allowing Phainon to do this to him.

Phainon didn’t waste a single moment before moving a hand to Mydei’s cheek, gently running his thumb across his cheek bone with a small content sigh. 

This was fine.

Even if he had to glue himself to Mydei like this - as long as Mydei didn’t try to run away. It was fine. 

“If anything, I just wish.. I had been there to take that burden instead of you.” Those words left Phainon’s mouth without a single thought as he stared at those golden eyes that still seemed to gleam in the lighting that was teetering on the line of fully falling now.

Phainon wasn’t shocked with how Mydei’s vibrant eyes in question seemed to widen at that before quickly narrowing, clearly, not believing those words.

“You cannot mean that, Phainon. You are talking about ending someone’s life.” Mydei hissed at him, making it quite apparent that he was still angry and annoyed by this situation. Agitated and irritated beyond belief at Phainon’s questions and abrupt change in positioning. 

But that question made Phainon’s mind stall - the idea of taking someone’s life was horrifying.

But weren’t those tattoos lacing Mydei’s body that he hadn’t even wanted just as horrifying?

Wasn’t the idea of Mydei’s own father killing his mother just as horrifying?

“Why did you do it, then?” Phainon found himself asking - if it was such a crime, he wanted to know what truly brought Mydei to see that as the solution. 

To know why Mydei would trap himself in feeling unlovable if he thought being his father’s murderer was a deal breaking.

Phainon would admit, it was probably a giant and absurd red flag, but at the very least the color red had been growing on him quite a lot lately.. 

“.. Why?” Mydei only echoed out, and Phainon found himself leaning down, just enough to stare into those still wide and on edge eyes - just enough to try to understand Mydei’s feelings through his facial expression alone. 

Phainon couldn’t help it though, only shuffling slightly to be sitting more comfortably atop Mydei - still trapping him with both of his legs, but doing his best to keep him there.

“Yeah, why? Why did you kill your own father if it would still bring you this much distress? Why did you do that to yourself, Mydei?” Those questions fell out of his lips without much thought.

Those inquiries were things he just wanted to know - things that had been on his mind all day long.

He just.. Wanted to know what would drive this gentle alpha into doing something so irreversible? Something that you could never recover from? Never come back from?

“They were.. I had to..” Those words quietly left Mydei’s mouth in reply, at such a low volume that Phainon wasn’t even sure if he had heard him correctly or not.

They were? Who are they?

Phainon couldn’t find it in himself to question that however as he saw and felt Mydei finally actually breaking down - just barely able to make out how scrunched and skewed his face was. And only aware the man must be crying due to his fingers on Mydei’s face becoming wet. 

“Don’t cry, Mydei..” Phainon softly cooed, doing his best to use both his hands to wipe away at Mydei’s face;  “I’m not angry at you, don’t cry..”

Phainon was more shocked the man was crying than anything, and he wasn’t even sure if it was due to the fact he had confessed to murder or not.

But the way Mydei seemed to lean into Phainon’s hands on his face gave him a sinking feeling that it wasn’t, and the way Mydei’s hands finally rose to simply cup shakily at Phainon’s own hands told him it wasn’t.

The hold was tight and firm, and Phainon found himself only moving to gently lace their hands together gently - thumb rolling across the skin of Mydei’s own hand as he still sat there straddling the man and trapping him to the bed.

“It’s alright..” 

It was fine.

If Mydei was a mess, Phainon would be one right alongside him - his own curiosity had won over tonight, but he just.. Wanted to know everything about Mydei. Even if it was dark and twisted deep down within him; Phainon didn’t mind.

He just.. Wanted to be at Mydei’s side at the least, to lose himself fully and wholly in this alpha that still looked so very distressed. 

“I love you, Mydeimos..” Phainon could only try to convince him, to let him know of those feelings. That the idea of ‘dumping’ Mydei was an impossible one from Aglaea, and that ‘forgetting’ him was an even more insane idea from Mydei himself; “It’s alright..”

Phainon wouldn’t - couldn’t, lose this man again. But Phainon wasn’t afraid to ask him questions, maybe he shouldn’t have started with this s pecific one.

Phainon wanted all of Mydei.. Even if Mydei himself didn’t want some of those pieces to be remembered - Phainon would treasure them all the same, because at least… At least it’s Mydei.

“You don’t understand..” Mydei quietly informed him and.. Well..

Phainon didn’t understand the reasoning behind those actions.

That was true.

But he wasn’t sure it really ever mattered that he did understand or didn’t - he felt idiotic for even caring to try to learn in the first place; all he had done was upset Mydei more than anything..

He wanted communication, but this was probably.. Assuredly, the wrong question to start as a jumping point from.

“That’s okay.. You can explain more one day if you want..” Phainon told him - only squeezing where their hands were connected lightly before giving a huff of laughter. 

“Let’s get married.. You can take my name and we’ll move so far away you never have to think of this again.. I’m sorry for upsetting you like this.” Phainon offered, moving his hands to press Mydei’s own down into the bed, just enough to where Phainon thought the position was comfortable.

Just enough for Phainon to duck downwards and pepper a few kisses onto the alpha’s face - sniffing at him in a hopefully less noticeable manner to try to get a gauge on how upset the man was beneath him.

“Why is marriage where your mind always immediately goes..?” Mydei laughed quietly - softly and almost solemnly as his eyelashes fluttered at the kisses; “You can’t marry me.”

Phainon wasn’t convinced of that as he moved away again, leaning backwards to blink at Mydei in the dark lighting of the room. Just enough lighting to perfectly make out those furrowed brows that seemed focused on being still plainly distraught.

“Why? Because you killed the man that practically tortured you?” Phainon questioned, only giving a small huff of laughter as he considered his own words, as he tightened their hand holding slightly; “I think I would have done it for you if you hadn’t already..”

Mydei only gave a quiet scoff at that, a disbelieving one before speaking; “You’re insane.. You don’t even know me, either, Phainon.”

Phainon didn’t think that mattered anymore, truthfully.

 If he barely knew Mydei, why was Mydei also so willing to move in with him? So willing to make sure Phainon was comfortable as well? Going so far as to buy a choker for him to wear..

The answer was obvious to Phainon, at least.

“Yeah, but I think we’re soulmates.”  Phainon informed Mydei in a rather happy tone - one that was more aligned with the idea of just stating the truth.

Because he was!

This was a happy and chipper moment! One that he could only share with Mydei who was assuredly his soulmate in this world, in this life, and all of the rest.

Mydei only gave him an egregious one, one that looked wholly unconvinced even in the poor lighting; “You think those actually exist?” 

That question was an interesting one.

Mydei didn’t need to believe in them, Phainon would spend the rest of his days trying to convince him if he needed to - trying to convince Mydei that no matter his past, even he was worthy of being loved.

And that Phainon would love to love him.

“Only because I met you!”

Phainon had no shame in admitting he leaned down to immediately brush their noses together gently, before moving to nuzzle himself into the crook of Mydei’s neck - only savoring the way the alpha still didn’t react. Still didn’t shove him away, merely accepted this fate before giving a loud exhale that bordered on sounding like he was being dramatic.

“.. You are.. Insufferably sweet.”

Notes:

sorry to cipher whose role was decided before i knew her better. ermmmmmmm. chin up queen ill redeem you
it should be noted theyre Not Done Here but this shit long as hail. smh

Chapter 14

Mydei sluggishly awoke - painfully slowly trying to lean up as he gave a low sigh. 

A sigh towards the feeling of a heavy ass weight on his chest, one that was coiled around him so tightly that he knew it to be only Phainon by scent alone while his own eyes were still closed.

That was an issue because no matter how much Mydei wiggled - the alpha didn’t budge at all, even stranger was the way his pheromones were off the charts. Absolutely blaring - as if he had spent the entire night on edge, threatening anyone that came near his prize so very possessively..

And Mydei could only lean his head back into his pillow as he came to terms once again that he was the prize in this scenario. It shouldn’t still feel unreal to him - but it did, every time he thought about those arms wrapped around him tightly, and a leg tangled in between his own legs beneath the blankets, it was odd.

He was pretty sure being a murderer was a deal breaker last he checked.

But if anything, the way when he blinked at the head laying on his chest - only staring right back at him - he was pretty sure it had only made Phainon somehow more protective and territorial of him.

Honestly, Mydei hadn’t thought much once Phainon had asked that question, practically only feeling numb and cold immediately that someone he actually enjoyed being around was going to immediately leave him like normal.. He had no real memory of what he had told this man before quietly sobbing his way into a slumber embarrassingly under Phainon’s cold yet soothing incessant touches.

Not one of his most ‘alpha male’ moments, to be sure, but whatever. It didn’t seem like Phainon cared too much, or maybe he cared way too much.

Mydei couldn’t tell.

“You’re already awake?” Mydei decidedly asked as those blue eyes only keenly continued to watch him in the morning sunrise dawning against the window to the left of the bed - they seemed to blink at that, as if considering something.

“I don’t.. Sleep well most of the time, you know?” Came Phainon’s quiet reply, so very hushed that Mydei couldn’t help but move a hand to card through his own hair before moving to scratch at the back of his head - letting himself flop back down on the pillow behind him again.

Only then did he move his hand to rest lightly on Phainon’s back - only vaguely aware of the way Phainon almost seemed to flinch oddly over that.

Mydei couldn’t blame him, not after learning Mydei was a killer, it made sense to be scared of him.

Mydei found himself shutting his eyes again - trying to focus on anything else but the way Phainon seemed terrified of him.

That was an impossible task to try to do.

“Oh, really?” Mydei asked, rivaling Phainon in the level of quiet volume - not really sure of what else to say.

How else to comfort this man.

Phainon had said a lot of silly things last night; so silly Mydei knew better than to actually believe them, no matter how his heart ached to believe in just one person.

He couldn’t. He could only do his best to forget those words - just like he forgot his own.

Only, completely and blissfully unaware of Mydei’s own thoughts, Phainon’s arms silently tightened around him; “.. A lot of nightmares lately, that’s all.”

Mydei.. Didn’t know how to comfort him in regards to that, he really didn’t - instead he could only choke out the simplest of words; “I see.”

A brief silence fell onto them, one that Mydei was more than happy to let extend further. He had too much on his mind, too much to consider involving Phainon now. He for sure hadn’t wanted to give Phainon this kind of stress, no one deserved to be scared their partner may murder them..

The way Phainon was physically trembling while still pressing himself against Mydei made his heart ache in a way he didn’t know possible - only able to lay there numbly and think about how to solve this issue.

It was to leave, wasn’t it..? 

But Phainon had handled that so poorly the last time.. Surely, it was different due to the fact he knew Mydei had an irreversible amount of  blood on his hands, right? 

Phainon would be able to sleep soundly if he wasn’t in bed with a literal murderer - the nightmares he had last night wouldn’t have happened..

“How are you feeling..?” Phainon asked softly, his head barely rubbing into Mydei’s chest as he readjusted himself, just enough to be almost laying his entire torso on Mydei’s own.

It didn’t help.

Even with Phainon’s fingers pressing into Mydei’s back - anxiously grabbing at him as they laid there.

Mydei could still tell he was trembling.

Mydei swallowed down that lump of guilt that was forming in his throat before pressing out an inaudible sigh over that question, and over the answer; “.. I have a headache.”

That simple statement did cause Phainon to release his grip on Mydei - just enough to raise himself slightly, appearing worried; “Do we.. Have any medicine here?”

Mydei really didn’t know what to do here.

Was he supposed to leave? If anything, it was almost blatantly obvious that Phainon was beyond uncomfortable around him currently.

But was that really the word for his emotions right now?

Mydei couldn’t say for certain as he searched into those icy blue eyes - only to dart his gaze away and towards the bedroom door. 

“I.. Should have some Advil in one of the boxes in the bathroom. I hadn’t unpacked it yet..” Mydei mumbled out, which was the truth - he hadn’t expected getting a headache, but he surely had one growing now. Most likely from last night’s rampant emotions, but what could he do?

Phainon looked to grow almost more nervous at those words before completely leaning away, almost perking up at his own thoughts; “Oh! I’ll go get it for you!”

“I can do it myself..” Those were the words Mydei managed to say at least as he rose to match Phainon’s sitting position - only to find a hand on his chest firmly pushing him back down. 

A hand that was still trembling rather obviously now, and Mydei found himself only blinking as Phainon moved quickly to tuck him back under the blankets.

“No, no! I’ll get it for you, Mydei!” Phainon told him in the most clipped and terrified tone Mydei had ever heard the alpha use towards him, so clearly distressed with every breath he took; “Stay here.. Stay in bed, okay? Just stay, okay?”

Those words were not Phainon asking, that much was blatantly on display to Mydei - those words were a plea spilling from Phainon’s mouth, one that Mydei was struggling to fully wrap his head around as he stared at the snowy haired alpha whose pheromones still hadn’t calmed down at all.

“.. Phainon?” Mydei started to ask, still a bit stunned;  “Are you.. Okay?”

The answer was no, clearly he wasn’t.

But Mydei couldn’t quite grasp if it was due to the fact he had just slept with a murderer or not anymore - Phainon was beyond distraught. Even his souring scent told Mydei that much, but Mydei.. Really wasn’t sure as to why at this point.

“I just.. It’s fine!” Phainon insisted with a painfully quick nod - one that made Mydei almost wonder if his neck was alright after such a movement; “I don’t work today, so I’ll stay home and help you unpack today too!”

That was.. Sweet, sure. But it wasn’t like Mydei needed that much help, he was perfectly capable of moving around boxes and even was planning on just treating it as if it were just his normal daily exercises..

Besides..

“.. Don’t you have to move your own stuff?” Mydei questioned incredulously as he stared at the clearly panicked alpha that was now moving to slide off the bed - almost seeming so quick to get away.

“No.. It can wait. It’s fine.” Phainon only waved him off however, as he slowly shuffled to the door - though he didn’t turn away from Mydei, as if he was terrified Mydei would lunge at him at any second; “You just.. If you’re unwell today, you don’t even have to pack! I’ll do it for you!”

Mydei couldn’t help but look away, look to his hands as he dragged them over the sleek jet-black comforter, not of his choice - but he hadn’t changed it yet.  

“It’s just a minor headache.. I’ll be fine.” Mydei mumbled out, eyes only focused on his own hands still.

“That’s..Just.. Stay here, okay? I’ll be right back.”

Mydei dragged his eyes up - just enough to give a blank look towards the alpha who was quite clearly anxious - so very stressed and almost moving like his mind was moving at a mile a minute.

“Don’t even bother getting up! It’s okay! Whatever you need I’ll get you, alright?” Phainon told him in a much too ragged tone, so clipped and jagged, like he was already at the fraying ends of his own patience with every word he told Mydei.

“Phainon..” Mydei started in a quiet tone, trying his best to wrap his head around why this man was so distraught - but Phainon didn’t seem keen on hearing him out just yet.

Instead; Mydei could only blink as Phainon shut the door behind him - staring at the white painted door with wide eyes before pressing himself upwards and to a sitting position once again.

That had been.. Odd, to put it extremely simply.

Phainon was obviously trembling - shaking like a scared chihuahua when he looked at Mydei, and Mydei wasn’t sure how to exactly soothe that..

Leaving was the easiest option, Phainon was undeniably bothered by him being a murderer and probably using the time now to rethink his choices.. If he hadn’t already done that one Mydei drifted off to sleep.

Mydei didn’t know.

What was he supposed to do in this situation? 

Mydei honestly.. Never thought he would tell someone about killing his father - but Phainon seemed so desperate to know that Mydei wasn’t sure what other option there was.

.. He was a murderer, that was the cold and simple truth on the surface, and the one even if he tried to deny and ignore it lingered in the depths of his mind cruelly.

Never a moment of rest, even if he hated that man, the face of his own father when he had taken his life from him was.. Haunting. More than anything else in his life.

“Oh! You’re sitting up again.. I got you some water too to take them with if you need it.”

Mydei jerked his head upwards at that, eyes trailed the alpha who was still so blatantly stressed, still having such sour pheromones rolling off of him in waves. 

Different than his normal protective ones - Mydei could only reason it was due to the news after all. He wasn’t sure, really. It was an odd note of sour and distressed emotions seeping into Phainon’s scent, and that same familiar possessive one he had wafted off of him since the day Mydei had met him.

This scent made Mydei fight the urge to scrunch up his nose - vaguely aware of the dissatisfied itch in the back of his head over an alpha smelling like this crawling back into bed with him.

But how could he refuse when Phainon’s eyes were only staring him down, flicking at him with wide pupils that seemed almost panicked - wetly blinking several times as he crawled on his knees across to bed to Mydei.

“.. Uh huh.” Was all Mydei said, slowly accepting the water and blinking over the way Phainon hadn’t brought the bottle - but the two pills instead. Though, his eyes only drifted to blink at Phainon in a stunned fashion, gazing at how heavily his chest was rising and falling. The sound of his breathing out of his nose harsh against Mydei’s ears.

“Are you alright, Phainon?” Mydei decided to ask, eyes only narrowing as he watched the man stare him down - so painfully intently that Mydei really wasn’t sure what was transpiring here anymore.

Mydei could only move to quickly down the two pills he was given with some water before Phainon immediately stole the glass from him again in a hurried movement and put it on the nightstand.

It was strange. So very bizarre as Phainon moved back to him, peering at him almost expectantly before nodding quickly. 

“I.. I’m fine!”

Mydei really didn’t believe that as his own eyes dropped to Phainon’s hands - glancing to see if they were still shaking, only Phainon instantly moved to grasp at the covers roughly. Acting like the cover could possibly act as an anchor in the situation.

“You’re.. Panting really hard.” Mydei pointed out almost quietly, eyes still focused on Phainon’s shirtless chest that was still heaving - clearly, he had truly moved at a panicked speed to find the medicine for Mydei, and probably to locate the cups..

“I was trying to be really quick with finding the Advil for you! That’s all!” Phainon told him earnestly, and the way that Phainon was languidly, almost timidly, moving closer to him couldn’t be ignored. An action that Mydei found himself only baffled over - because why.. Would he want to be closer?

“.. Right.” 

Phainon immediately followed up at that, a hand moving to gently grasp at Mydei’s leg that was beneath the covers - Phainon himself not dipping below those covers.

“You’re.. Not going to leave me, are you, Mydei?”

Mydei felt himself stiffen so immediately at that - quickly becoming so very rigid.

Not because he was guilty of thinking about it, but because of the way Phainon sounded so absolutely in pain as he borderline choked out those words. His voice sounded strained, on edge and fraying, like this was the hardest thing he ever had to ask.

It was baffling.

So very baffling that Mydei wasn’t sure anymore what the correct answer was here anymore - that the way Phainon had latched on him was so obviously a plea for him to stay by his side.

“Mydei.. You’re taking a while to respond to that, you know?” Phainon probed with a small huff of laughter, a shallow and forced thing, one that made Mydei dart his eyes away almost nervously.

He had.. Misread this he feared.

Was the level of panic and fear Phainon was currently undergoing, so high strung and stressed, because he expected Mydei to flee from him?

“..Sorry.” Was all Mydei could manage as he tried his best to look that panicked man in the eyes - to own up for his own actions and confused emotions. 

But Phainon only seemed to desire more than just that; “Will you.. Answer me?”

“I..” Mydei started, throat feeling more parched than he possibly ever could have dreamed it being before - which was impressive considering the life he had lived up to now; “Do.. You want me to leave?”

The panic that bled into Phainon’s face was unmistakable, so vivid and plain to see as he only came closer on the bed, leaning in as if his life depended on this.

“No! No.. No..” Those words tumbled out of his mouth so quickly before he seemed to regain his head, only enough to visibly deflate again; “Please..”

His voice sounded so broken - so sinfully unsure of himself that a piece of Mydei felt guilty for ever doubting this alpha who seemed so determined to stay by his side.

The alpha who had already once before fallen into a depressive state from just being kept away from Mydei - now only appearing more desperate towards Mydei not doing it again, not leaving him again.

What was Mydei to do in this situation besides sigh in pure and utter raw exasperation, sigh over the feelings he had caused this poor man to endure, and sigh over his lack of faith in the alpha who had already stated he wanted to marry Mydei multiple times before now.

What was he to do besides try to comfort the man who so desperately wanted to keep Mydei by his side?

“Scent me then.” Mydei flatly told him - deciding on his own thoughts out loud as he only blinked at the man. Of course, Phainon seemed to jerk slightly at that before his eyes widened with his blatant and evident shock.

“.. Pardon?”

Mydei couldn’t blame him for the shock, how could he? It’s not like Mydei’s alpha ever screamed that he wanted to be claimed by this man, if anything, even saying those words felt foreign and uncomfortable on his tongue.

But Phainon enjoyed it.. Who was Mydei to deny Phainon when he seemed so very stressed towards Mydei and Mydei knew how to soothe him?

“You’re very stressed, aren’t you? Would it help you calm down?” Mydei inquired in a quiet and soft tone, one that he really only used for the cats at the cafe.. Minus the raise in his octave that he knew would be defined as ‘baby talk’.

He didn’t dare do that to Phainon - he knew damn well he would never let him live it down if he did.

Phainon seemed almost nervous at that, readjusting his weight before his eyes drifted about - as if he was doing his best to remain normal. Ironic, considering Phainon was the least ‘normal’ alpha Mydei had ever met.

“I… Yes. Please.” Phainon finally vocalized his thoughts as piercing blue eyes landed on Mydei - and at that, Mydei didn’t say a word, only tilting his head to the side with an inaudible sigh.

An action Phainon didn’t ignore, didn’t give Mydei the chance to rethink as he swiftly moved to be practically hugging Mydei - arms wrapping and coiling around his chest all the while his own head found the crook of Mydei’s neck.

Mydei never really got used to this feeling - the feeling of another alpha so clearly sniffing at him, the feeling of Phainon then angling to press his own neck to Mydei’s and seeming so very happy while doing so.

Mydei closed his eyes over it - some type of wood (what kind of alpha knows wood types?) and that ever faint smell of vanilla beneath it all. A scent that never really bothered Mydei too much on the surface level, but sometimes it did manage to irk him. Especially when Phainon was so intent on practically drowning Mydei in it.

Making the world know that Mydei was his, so very possessively.

That, those thoughts, easily made Mydei have to fight the urge to growl at the man. He shouldn’t, this alpha was, somehow, at the end of the day, still his boyfriend.

His partner..

The very alpha who now was so firmly clutching onto Mydei - trying his best to drag Mydei closer as he rubbed incessantly at his neck, almost roughly as if he couldn't get enough of it. 

Mydei found himself only giving in, slowly slumping into Phainon’s hold to put his own head on Phainon’s shoulder lightly. He really, really was going to get a giant headache now from how territorial Phainon’s scent currently was. And being smeared all over him.

It made his skin prick, but Phainon was noticeably thrilled about this if the small kisses he kept sneaking onto Mydei’s neck were anything to go off of.

“Can you.. Bite me again?” That question being asked by Phainon was so quietly uttered against Mydei’s skin that he wasn’t even sure if he had heard it right. He only blinked as his eyes turned slightly - just enough to look at the back of Phainon’s messy and way fluffier than normal bedhead. 

“Huh?” 

Phainon’s fingers on Mydei’s back only seemed to grab a bit more at his skin over that simple word, just enough to feel like Mydei was unsure if Phainon was trying to coax Mydei, or soothe himself.

Phainon then shifted slightly, just a little, just the tiniest bit but Mydei could feel every breath the man took considering how he was holding onto him; “It.. Faded away, it healed. I want to be bitten again by you.”

Mydei couldn’t help but scoff over that, scoff at the memory of what had happened with that first original bite and the way Phainon had reacted. He really, really, was going to have a headache all day if he gave into this desire.

“I’m not having sex with you this morning, there’s too much to do.” Mydei grumbled out roughly, and that instantly made Phainon jerk backwards - releasing Mydei only to wave his hands in quick defeat.

“That’s fine! I’ll behave I just.. Please..”

It should be studied how easily Mydei’s heart always sunk into his stomach when this alpha looked at him with such a blatant pout on his face.

He always felt like origami paper when that annoying beautiful man pulled his face into such a mopey expression, furrowing his brows so cutely, and looking like Mydei had just kicked him. Even though Mydei hadn’t even turned him down yet outside of any erections Phainon might pop from being kicked.

Mydei was useless against Phainon’s puppy pout, he could only roll his eyes and sigh; “Fine. Where do you want it?”

Phainon only perked up more at that, being so clearly happy over that question before he slowly dragged a finger upwards - just enough to pause on his neck and tug at his choker there timidly. 

“Uh.. My neck..” Phainon murmured with the movement, and well.

Mydei had expected that answer anyway - Phainon obviously worked to the opposite of Mydei. Craving and desiring being claimed even as an alpha, desperately wanting to coat himself in Mydei’s scent at any chance.

Sure, he did the same to Mydei and wanted to put a claim on him, but well.. It seemed different. As if Phainon was taking pride in the fact Mydei would willingly indulge in him, indulge his desires to feel spoken for.

Mydei couldn’t deny him either, because technically, they were dating. Phainon is quite literally spoken for by Mydei.

“Okay..” Mydei found himself saying as his eyes raked over the man who only awkwardly shuffled at that, not even leaning in again.

“My nape..” Was the added word Phainon muttered in a quiet tone, as if he were a child about to be scolded by his parents for even daring to speak up and well.

Mydei couldn’t help but slowly tilt his head over that. Over being told to give him.. Being told to bite him there.

“.. Huh?”

Phainon swayed lightly at that, just enough to give Mydei the feeling that Phainon was beyond nervous here. “It won’t stay, right? If you give me a mating bite? But I want one from you anyway..”

“.. That’s..”

The butterflies fluttering in his stomach so lightly were a force to be reckoned with, one that he could only pray he wasn’t plainly showing how flustered that bold sentence Phainon had said out loud was making him.

Sure.. It wouldn’t stay..

But he was still asking to be bitten somewhere that was usually off limits, something you discussed heavily with your partner before coming to terms and agreeing with it.

After a few more seconds of silence from Mydei, Phainon himself seemed to have had enough, instead leaning forward just slightly to prod him, a gentle and heart-warming smile dancing onto his lips.

“I want to be your mate.. Won’t you let me do that for you, Mydeimos?”

That question made Mydei jerk his head to the side - anything to break eye contact with those pleading blue eyes that seemed to know how to press all his buttons correctly. Anything to try to ignore the way Phainon’s scent had shifted, something that he knew he should be insulted by.

Phainon was trying to allure Mydei with his pheromones, sweetening them to the best of his abilities.

Only Mydei was an alpha - and only caught the strengthening whiff of trees and oak if anything, something that made Mydei move a hand to thread through his own hair and sigh over.

“.. You’re more unwell than I am today, Phainon.” Mydei noted audibly, giving a small scoff as he did so. 

Phainon had done a lot - but he had never tried to seduce Mydei with his own scent, he had never tried to make himself as appealing as possible for Mydei using his own scent.

This was a new one.

“Please.” Phainon instantly begged, looking visibly downtrodden over the idea of Mydei denying him..

The man was desperate.

But Mydei had other worries as he moved to cross his arms over his chest - mainly due to the cold chill of the air in the apartment finally getting to him.. Only half of his body was still under the blanket and he really wished he had just curled back into it.

“And what if you lash out at me due to it? You want us to just fight in our new apartment?” Mydei voiced his worries, eyes only tracking Phainon’s every move as soon as he said them. 

But Phainon only looked shocked, as if the idea of himself getting furious over being bitten on his nape was profoundly out of this realm of possibility. 

“I would never try to fight you! Besides.. It would make you happy too, wouldn’t it?” Phainon only said with a nod, as if he was actually confirming something but Mydei only found himself confused.

Make him happy?

How?

Mydei couldn’t even stop the way his curiosity was seeping out of him as he slowly cocked his head to the side - eyeing up Phainon who only blinked innocently back at him; “.. What do you mean by that?”

“Well, like.. Your alpha wants to be the dominant one between us, doesn’t it? To put me in my place?” Phainon immediately began to ramble, as if he had perfectly predicted and expected Mydei to question that - a knowing glimmer twinkling in his eyes. “That’s why you lashed out when I bit you during my rut.. It was an insult to your position as the alpha here..”

Phainon paused, seeming as if he was thinking about that for just a moment before giving a small friendly smile to Mydei yet again.

“So.. Mating biting me and marking me as yours.. Would please your secondary gender, wouldn’t it?”

Those words still were shocking to Mydei, because the one thing that was obvious about what Phainon was implying..

“.. Are you implying you have no dominant factor in how you feel towards me?” Mydei reasoned out with a slow crease in his brows forming, one that was born out of sheer confusion as he tried to understand this.

Phainon, for once, took a moment to think about that question - as if he were trying to recall a time when he felt dominant towards Mydei.

Only, he broke into laughter after a few seconds, so very loud and enthused that Mydei couldn’t even help the way he blinked widely at him in awe. 

“Maybe in bed.. Otherwise? No, I don’t think so. I just want to be close to you!” Phainon admitted, and that once again made Mydei’s face burn unrelentingly as he shook his head.

“.. You’re so strange..” Mydei borderline sighed out, but if Phainon wanted this odd request to truly be filled out..; “Turn around then.”

“Really?” Phainon’s immediate physical perking up wasn’t lost on Mydei, the way his eyebrows shot up to his hairline and his grin grew was infectious, Mydei had to fight everything in himself not to give in and join the alpha in his very apparent happiness. 

“It will calm you down, right?”

“Yes! Yes!” Phainon practically had his metaphorical tail wagging as he turned around on the bed - facing away from Mydei and even moving himself closer to Mydei, as if he wanted to make it as easy as possible for the man..

Mydei couldn’t help but crack a smile over that reaction, a small grin he allowed himself now that Phainon was facing away from him; “.. You’re seriously too happy about this, you’re an alpha, it won’t stay.”

“That’s probably what you said about yours, huh?” Phainon teased back light-heartedly.

It was a tease, Mydei knew that, he knew that.

He could tell that easily, he had learned Phainon’s tone of voice by now.

And yet..

“.. Huh?” Mydei’s mind was reeling as the reality of those words sunk into him; “Oh..”

Mydei sat there.

His eyes only stayed where he was going to bite Phainon - stayed locked onto that spot before he moved silently to drag a hand to the back of his own neck. Fingers ghosting over the rigid scarred bumps there that hadn’t healed, that were seemingly not going to heal.

He.. He couldn’t do that to Phainon.

He couldn’t..

“Why are you hesitating now..? Bite me, Mydei..” Phainon’s voice practically whined into the silence, so needy and seeking that bite from Mydei.

Mydei on the other hand, couldn’t shake that feeling of dread that had settled into him as he stared at the man’s so clearly presented nape - so willingly waiting for Mydei to bite into his smooth skin and ruin that.

“What if.. It does stay..” Mydei said in a quiet tone, one that was more afraid than anything else, because what would he do if it did stay..?

If Phainon was permanently scarred with a bite like Mydei was - his own fingers still dragging over the indents of Phainon’s teeth on his skin that seemed to refuse to fade away.

“I don’t care! Bite me!” Was Phainon’s profound and rather happy sounding reply, one that clearly wasn’t comprehending the distress Mydei was currently in over the idea of it.

“Phainon..”

“Mydei.” Phainon instantly retorted, his tone losing the happiness as if he was now coming to terms that Mydei was truly hesitating over this situation.

“You..” 

You cannot love a killer, you cannot mate with a killer, you cannot want this for yourself.

All of those were stuck on Mydei’s tongue as he stared at the man, only able to blink away and look anywhere but at him - feeling the now familiar uncomfortable lump forming in his throat.

“What are you thinking about, Mydei?” Phainon probed, now throwing his head over his shoulder to give Mydei a look over, unmistakably so, even though Mydei was still looking away from him. 

“It’s..” Mydei trailed off, because how was he supposed to explain that.. On the really bizarre and strange occurrence that it did stay - Phainon didn’t want this.

He couldn’t.

Only Phainon himself disagreed, that much was obvious as he turned around to face Mydei; “You should stop thinking for me, you know?”

Mydei, on the other hand, could only snap his eyes to him, staring at him with owl-wide eyes as he even tried to comprehend those words.

Granted, he was kind of thinking for Phainon, but.. How was he supposed to not do so if he cared for the man?

He didn’t want to trap him into something he would later regret, and if that bite actually stayed..

Mydei couldn’t easily bite down those worries. 

“.. What?” Was all Mydei could manage, eyes only searchingly staring into those vivid blue ones that seemed to be staring him down - not out of anger, but almost out of pity. 

As if he knew where Mydei’s head currently was, and what he was struggling to come to terms with.

“I want to be your mate, I’ve told you this so many times..” Phainon’s voice was so quiet, so undeniably pleading and begging that Mydei almost felt his skin prick over it; “That hasn't changed.. I don’t want to leave your side Mydei. Please.. Don’t do this to me.”

This alpha was really too good for him, too gentle and kind with the patience of a saint.

‘I want to be your mate’.

Phainon really meant that, there was nothing in Mydei that was able to question it when he looked at Phainon - when he studied that face that was so clearly full of love and reverence for Mydei. A level of devotion Mydei had never even considered someone would show towards him.

Let alone another alpha so needy for his affection.

“Please.. Give me a mating bite, I want to be your mate so badly..” Phainon mumbled out his desperate words in a quiet plea, only moving to slowly wrap himself around Mydei again. Once again bringing his head to rub at the side of Mydei’s own incessantly. 

An action Mydei did nothing to cease - only knitting his brows together as he stared around the man and at their new apartment. 

Living together already and Phainon was practically in his lap begging to formally be his mate.

Already.

Already had Phainon pried open such a dark secret Mydei never truly wanted to tell people about, already had Phainon been so close to him and allowed this level of intimacy..

“Please, Mydei..” 

Already.. Phainon was already in his lap begging to formally be his mate. Something about that made Mydei’s skull itch with a sick sense of pride, probably due to his secondary gender, but he dared not think on it too long before dragging out a sigh. 

“.. Turn around again.” Mydein instructed him, and the speed at which Phainon immediately unhanded him, ceased his nuzzling, and twisted his body around was not to be understated.

Mydei could only lean forward again - almost feeling nervous as he thought about his next actions.

Eyes slowly trailing across the presented skin just below that choker Mydei had gifted him..

“I.. Sorry.” Mydei borderline whispered out - breath fanning across Phainon’s neck probably from how the man visibly shivered before Mydei moved a hand to Phainon’s hip. Just enough to grab at him lightly, to stabilize him, if anything.

Mydei took in a brief second, just enough to lick his own lips before following through with Phainon desires - sinking his jaw down against the skin bared so freely towards him. And the reaction to that was hard to ignore - so very impossible.

Mydei could tell from just his hand on Phainon gently that the alpha had begun to completely tremble so much harder now, a reaction Mydei was unsure about. But he didn’t quite stop - instead pressing his teeth down further, just enough to pierce into the man’s skin.

Just enough to uncomfortably taste the metallic tang of blood on his tongue once more - a thing he was somehow becoming more and more familiar with when staying around Phainon somehow.. 

But with that blood he released his mouth from the man, instead moving to lap up the blood idly - a part of him screamed that he should just get something normal to wipe it away and not use his tongue.

But another part of him knew if Phainon’s inner alpha wasn’t pissed over the bite - Phainon himself was most assuredly enjoying Mydei licking him.

Mydei languidly tore himself away - eyes inspecting that rather nasty bite he had left there, a sight that made him almost feel prideful in a sick way. One that Phainon had reasonably predicted it seemed as he tried to swallow those emotions down. Doing his best to ignore the desire to purr over the sight - even if he knew Phainon might be thrilled to hear it..

“Are you okay, Phainon?” Mydei asked instead, doing his best to stop the way his eyes kept tracing over that bite mark - doing his best to not act out on that itching desire to bite the man again as he stayed facing away.

Phainon’s answer was quiet, barely audible even with Mydei’s close proximity; “You bit me..”

“Well.. Yes, You asked me to, and it’s not the first time..” Mydei reminded him almost numbly - his own hands trailing up to brush away those stray white locks of hair. Doing his best not to let them get stained with blood before the day even began.

Though, at that touch - Phainon jerked slightly, almost wildly as he found his way back to sitting on the bed comfortably facing Mydei. Mydei didn’t even have a say in the matter at Phainon practically slammed their heads together - moving yet again to nuzzle against him.

Truly, for a man that seemed like a dog - the amount Phainon loved to rub on him made him somewhat akin to a cat as well..

Just a giant, oversized, needy dog it seemed. 

“You accepted me.. You’re my true mate now, and I’m yours!” Phainon said, and the happiness laced within those words were almost palpable - so very sweet and earnest that Mydei found himself also grinning. Just enough.

“.. Right. We’re both alphas, you know.” Mydei reminded him, though, he did allow himself one simple rub of his own head back into the energetic man’s own - sniffing a bit at the alpha’s scent that he was so fixated on coating Mydei in always.

Some stupid ass trees and a dash of vanilla - a strange mix that Mydei found himself growing rather fond of truthfully, because at the end of the day, it was Phainon’s.

And Mydei was rather fond of Phainon.

“Nope. I told you last night, we’re more than that!” Phainon argued back easily, and at those words - Mydei did blink blankly around the man’s shoulder.

He really.. Really didn’t remember most of last night - maybe he had subconsciously just tried to forget most of their conversation happened.

He didn’t know.

“.. Huh?” Was the most intelligent reply Mydei could come up with, and one that Phainon answered with more aggressive nuzzling into his head incessantly. 

Mydei could give the man one thing - he was assuredly so very persistent in this whole ‘scenting Mydei at any chance he could get’ thing.

“We’re soulmates, I don’t care about whatever our secondary genders say! You’re mine!” Phainon answered as well vocally with a small laugh, so painfully close to Mydei’s ear that it almost made it burn under the heat of his breath.

Or simply due to the meaning of those words.

Said so very sweetly and earnestly that Mydei found himself unable to stop the blooming of giddiness in his chest, huffing a small laugh at the way Phainon was now so very tightly holding onto Mydei. Once again gripping him in such a firm hug with Mydei’s awkward sitting position in the bed.

“You’re so unwell.” Mydei mumbled out, though he meant those words quite fondly.

“But I’m yours.. I’m yours!” Phainon’s voice was clipped, almost fragile sounding and that alone made Mydei try to wiggle out of that hold; “I’m yours..”

The way he was now feeling something wet against his skin every time Phainon dragged his face against Mydei’s scent glands made his mind freeze.

“Phainon? Why are you crying?” Mydei asked softly - really, really unsure of what to do in this situation as Phainon clearly only hugged at him, keeping himself wrapped around the fellow alpha.

Which was really on brand for Phainon at this point in Mydei’s life, but the way he was practically sobbing at this point and sniffling pathetically as he still remained coiled around Mydei.. Well, that was kind of new.

Minus the other time the man had cried and clung to him, at least.

“Nothing! I’m just.. Really happy I’m finally yours..” Phainon borderline whimpered out, and something about that tugged at Mydei’s heartstrings painfully. 

The alpha was certainly the most pathetic man he had ever met, without a doubt, but Mydei was beginning to come to terms that he had a thing for that. Or maybe he just had a thing for Phainon’s specific brand of sopping wet dog motifs..

He really couldn’t say..

“.. We have been dating for two days.” Those words were funny to say, even to Mydei’s ears as he spoke them.

A whole two days.

“I’ve wanted you to be my mate for weeks, though!” Phainon fired back, only sobbing a little bit more - somewhat harder and Mydei had to bite his own gum to hold back the laugh he felt bubbling inside of him over that.

This alpha.. Truly was such a chaotic mess that had such a vice grip on Mydei’s heart, it was unfathomable.. 

Though..

“Stop crying.. We should start unpacking.” Mydei found himself grumbling - mainly because they had assuredly spent way too long in bed. Way way too long for their home to be covered in boxes that Mydei had already moved over yesterday.

“You won’t leave me, right?” Phainon timidly asked, still sniffling every few seconds - and that probably would have been cuter if he wasn’t practically crawling into Mydei’s lap like a giant dog.

.. So it was still kind of cute, but Mydei really was serious about the unpack, alright?

The way that was still his number one worry as well made Mydei’s skin burn - not out of unease, but pure embarrassment that he had even been borderline considering it when waking up versus now having Phainon protectively cuddling him.

“No.” Mydei’s voice replied rather dryly, not on purpose, but out of the spike in his own blood pressure as he tried to bite down those emotions rising in his chest.

His boyfriend.. Really was a very sweet guy.

“Okay!” Phainon immediately released him at that, only to jerk backwards and beam widely at him - an expression that Mydei tilted his head over in slight amusement.

Mainly because it was so obvious Phainon had been crying - no matter how much of his tears he had wiped onto Mydei’s shoulder, neck, and probably hair..

Though..

Mydei couldn’t help the way he had slowly begun to remember the horrifying fact awaiting him in reality.

The fact that Phainon would have to put clothes on.

“.. We should actually go get more of your stuff.” Mydei muttered, and the way Phainon seemed absolutely stunned by that wasn’t lost on Mydei at all.

He couldn’t blame him..

But Mydei was now very aware that it was encroaching. 

The terrible fact about his boyfriend that no one could fix.

“No no! I insist we work on yours today!” Phainon argued back easily, seeming so very adamant on this.

But Mydei was equally adamant on his own standing, only scowling at his boyfriend who was basically in his lap now - giving him such a puppy dog pout, but Mydei couldn’t fold here.

He had to hold strong in this matter. It was life or death to beat this savage foe.

Mydei could only bristle ever-so-slightly at him while growling; “I refuse.” 

“What!? Why!”

Phainon’s fashion sense.

“I dread to see the shirts you have tucked away in that lone suitcase.” Mydei mumbled out, shaking his head before placing his head into his palm out of despair - he had seen them. 

He had seen the horrors that Aglaea warned him about - the photos she had idly showed him the two weeks of not talking to each other.

The mess of shirts Phainon loved.

“Hey.. Aglaea..” Phainon started, however, as Mydei’s egregious stare dragged up to meet his own once again, Phainon moved to scratch at his chin while trailing off instead.

Mydei couldn’t help but press the man on, more than happy to hear whatever Aglaea had told him about his fashion sense that he could possibly be trying to use in his own defense; “Go on.”

Phainon closed his eyes at that, sniffling quietly once more at his own dawning realization it seemed.

“No.. I have remembered she hated most of them, actually..”

“Uh huh..”

 

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“Phainon.” 

Mydei couldn’t help himself - couldn’t hold himself back from calling his name.

It needed to be said.

“Yep?” Phainon answered, also rummaging in a box in his new bedroom alongside Mydei, both were now attempting to remove Phainon’s belongings from the mess of boxes that had taken quite a lot of trips to move. A pretty productive day, all things considered!

But..

As Mydei pulled out yet another.. Shitty t-shirt design from one of the boxes..

“.. Would you let me throw away some of your clothes if I take you shopping?” Mydei solemnly asked, feeling a sense of dread creeping up his spine with every word he dared utter at his roommate.. Partner.. Mate?

Mydei really wasn’t sure where they stood currently outside of being boyfriends..

But one thing he did know; Was the fact he absolutely despised Phainon’s fashion sense as his eyes only roamed over the pure white shirt that had gotten his hopes up. Only to have the text ‘White boy of the year.’ so clearly printed onto it that Mydei felt almost unwell.

He really, really, understood how Aglaea must feel.. He was really, painfully correct to be worried earlier..

Mydei didn’t even have to look away from the shirt he was currently inspecting to be able to feel those blue eyes looking at him egregiously - as if what he had said was unbelievable, and not Phainon’s taste in clothes..

“What?! But I like them!” Phainon practically wailed out, and Mydei only shook his head immediately- Feeling painfully hopeless in this situation now.

He liked them.

He liked these things. 

He liked being the ‘white boy of the year’.

“You dress like you’re fourteen.” Mydei informed him almost tiredly as he folded the shirt and put it to the side. 

As much as he hated them - he was mainly joking.

He couldn’t just burn things Phainon loved.. Even if they really should be burned or like, donated at the least..

“It keeps my spirit young and spry!” Phainon argued back, and Mydei could only huff at that. 

Solely because the deeper he went into this damned box - the more dread and woe he felt creeping into him towards Phainon.

Because this really was doomed.

His boyfriend’s fashion sense was doomed. The worst thing he had ever had to witness. 

Aglaea was truly the best thing that could have possibly happened to this man; Mydei knew that to be true as he took out a second minion themed shirt. Staring at it intently, almost venomously.

“If I pull out a third minion shirt I’m burning the rest of your clothes.” Mydei only darkly warned him, and at that Phainon seemed to jerk his head to the side - so blatantly that it made Mydei move his own eyes to look at him.

To study his boyfriend almost accusingly as he could visibly see the dread in his features. 

“You know..” Phainon started, and the way his eyes drifted away from making eye contact almost made Mydei crack a smile. Almost.  

The minion shirt in his hands with the text ‘Stepped on a cornflake, now I’m a cereal killer’ was easily holding him back from fully letting his lips pull into such an expression.

“Maybe we should swap boxes.. No reason of course!” Phainon offered, and Mydei found himself very willing to not believe there wasn’t a reason as Phainon gave him a very gentle smile.

A kind and tender thing - one that only made Mydei’s eye twitch to remember he was using it to sweet talk his way into keeping a collection of minion themed apparel, it seemed.

“How many..” Mydei cleared his throat, trying to swallow down the lump forming there painfully; “How many minion shirts do you own, Phainon?”

Only, as he reached down to pick up a crumpled, inconspicuous black shirt, Phainon moved closer - almost in a hurry.

“Stop, stop! I said we should trade boxes!” His tone was gentle, almost soothing, as if Phainon was doing his best to try to calm a raging street cat hissing at him.

Mydei found himself staring at his boyfriend egregiously over that - brows knitting as he stared at the demonic man that he knew was trying to protect his evil collection.

Phainon only stood there before swaying slightly, eyes dancing around before landing on Mydei again swiftly; “Hear me out.. If my clothes suck.. Then I get to wear my boyfriend’s clothes and smell like him all day long!”

That was.. Sweet in a way, but Mydei could only clench his jaw over the thought of it.

“.. My clothes do not fit you well.” Mydei grumbled out as he narrowed his eyes to the man in a rising threat.

A threat against his wardrobe, but a threat regardless.

“Well.. Your shirts are a little bit more baggy around my pecs and the pants are, like, also baggy which is funny because I’m taller than you.”

Mydei could only blink upwards at the man from his own crouched position; “.. Uh huh.”

“But they don’t fit really because you have well.. You know..” Phainon only continued slowly trailing off as he seemed almost nervous, shy almost, probably because of his next chosen words while under Mydei’s burning and intense stare; “A bigger bum..”

Mydei blinked at that.

Not once, not twice, but three times over those words.

A bigger bum.

“‘Bum’..? Why is bum a word in your vocabulary?” Mydei found himself inquiring almost blankly as he cocked his head to the side, eyes darting between the cursed box of Phainon’s fashion, and his boyfriend.

“It adds flair.”

Those words were said so instantly, so quickly out of Phainon’s mouth that Mydei found himself to be completely miffed. Absolutely flabbergasted at the fact he seemed so dead set on such a thing. 

Mydei blinked at that once again.

“Just like the minion shirts, or..?” Mydei incredulously asked as his eyes wandered back to that demented box on the floor, 

“You are such a hater.” Phainon mumbled out so pathetically and whiny that Mydei didn’t even need to look at him to know that he was so clearly doing his normal fake pout he loved to pull over the simplest of things.

Mydei didn’t budge however, only rolling his shoulders back to loosen them up; “I’m not alone in this stance, do you want me to call Aglaea?”

“You wouldn’t..” Phainon’s voice was a ghost of its former self, one knowing fully well his goose was beyond cooked if Mydei did that.

If Mydei facetimed Aglaea and showed her all of Phainon’s clothes.. It was so over for him.

“With every minion shirt of yours I find, I’m an inch closer.” Mydei mumbled, moving to leave Phainon’s bedroom to escape the horrors, though he was painfully aware of the alpha trailing behind him immediately.

Probably still somewhat terrified that Mydei was going to slink away and hide, but truly, he just needed to stop seeing the minions before he started making a donation pile against Phainon’s wishes.

“That is actually the max hater mentality you’re displaying to me, Mydeimos!” Phainon whined pathetically behind him, a distressed wail that Mydei paid no heed to as he instead stopped in the living room, moving to actually go through his own things.

Phainon tried to copy, of course he did, but he paused.

“What’s in this box?” Phainon asked politely, making Mydei pause as he stared at the cardboard box Phainon had chosen - unopened, but clearly he had intentions of changing that.

The writing on the front of it was unmistakable, written by Mydei many moves ago.

‘Keep’.

“Oh.” Mydei blinked as the realization of what was in that box dawned on him; “Family things.”

Phainon immediately jerked his head to the side, almost looking at him like he had just seen a ghost; “Family.. Things?”

Well.

Mydei should have expected that in hindsight, but he could only give a small smirk over that reaction - over those blue eyes widening so easily. 

“Not as scary as you think. Picture albums and the sort, a few frames photos. You can keep them in the box, I meant to drop them off while helping you pick up your stuff.” Mydei explained as he walked over to the box, Phainon sidestepped him to give him room as he opened it up.

“You uh.. Used to be close to your parents?” Phainon asked, and even without looking at the alpha he could tell the man was so terribly nervous over this topic.

Couldn’t blame him there, not even as his eyes raked over the contents.

“My mom.” Mydei corrected lightly with a small huff of laughter, not even daring to go through that box as he closed it again. He had meant to drop it off at his own storage unit instead of bringing it here, but he was so distracted with how Phainon was beyond lovey-dovey today that he had forgotten.

Plus, it would have been hard to carry that box with the way Phainon was incessantly tied to his arm, clinging on like his life depended on it or Mydei would sneak off.

.. Valid worries, he guessed.

“.. Oh.” Was Phainon’s amazing reply to that information, and Mydei couldn’t even stop from scoffing quietly at that as he straightened himself out, stretching slightly with his hands over his head.

Mydei regarded him for a moment - taking in the sight of how blatantly Phainon looked as if he were a kicked puppy, shuffling his weight almost nervously over this topic being brought back up. Mydei couldn’t help but trail his eyes back down to the box.

“Do you.. Want to know why I killed my father?” Those words left his lips so easily, so quickly and freely that even he had to blink at them - still staying focused on that cardboard box of memories as if it were the most interesting thing in the world to him.

It wasn’t.

“I.. If you’re willing to tell me, I’ll hear you out, beloved.” Phainon quietly yet plainly supportably said at his side, and Mydei didn’t even try to stop himself from combing a hand through his hair idly.

Just before a hand fell to his braid instead to fiddle with it - an awful nervous habit he had never been able to break easily.

Granted, the answer was to just stop braiding his hair, but he really didn’t feel like doing that.

He liked that braid too much.

“I expected to go to jail for killing my father, naturally, but I was being blackmailed into killing him in the first place.” Mydei mumbled out, not really sure where else to begin but by stating the obvious things about that case.

About that situation he had found himself in as his eyes slowly drifted to Phainon.

Phainon held that eye contact as he nodded curtly; “.. Right.”

“The very same people that were blackmailing me into killing my father were defending me in court, practically throwing money to save me. It didn’t even matter if I fully admitted to it.”

The memory was funny in Mydei’s opinion, how quickly the law could be swayed with enough money. It was as if Mydei’s record was being wiped completely clean, and a piece of him should have been glad.

But how could he?

He had killed his own father due to those very same scheming people, and they wouldn’t even allow him to face his own retribution. And he knew they would never face their own until death claimed them, either.

Phainon’s shock in that was evident as he blinked at Mydei slowly, an action that was rather cute - if not for the topic at hand.. 

“What?”

Mydei squeezed at that braid in between his fingers testingly, almost timidly before pushing out a deep sigh; “They would cut out the confessions from cameras, frame me as just being distraught over my ‘beloved father’s’ death, etcetera.” 

“It worked out well for them, I didn’t want the company, and I sold it for way cheaper than my father ever would have - if he ever wanted to sell it, that is.” Mydei could only shrug, everything had been a free fall spiral for months during that period of his life.

He just wanted any traces of his father gone from his life - there were no good memories from the start, but he didn’t want those new horrid ones that only made him feel guilty.

Even keeping the money made him feel guilty, he could only hope to offset those feelings through philanthropy.

“What.. Did they blackmail you with?”

That was the question, wasn’t it?

Something that Mydei had never really expected someone to threaten in his life - someone that he didn’t think he would put in danger.

“Aglaea.” Mydei flatly answered, and as he dragged his eyes to meet Phainon’s - he really supposed he should have expected the look of absolute bewilderment written all over his features..

“Huh?” Was Phainon’s immediate questioning reply, and Mydei couldn’t really blame him for that one considering it was .. Probably left field for her of all people to be targeted. 

Mydei could only shrug over it; “I’m not a man of many friends, but I have always supported Aglaea. That leaves a paper trail, I was just too naive to realize such a thing.”

He had long since thought about how it had happened, anyway.

But it had been years - and nothing had happened nor had they continued their blackmailing, Mydei could only assume him killing his father and staying quiet about why was enough for them.

Phainon on the other hand, seemed absolutely horror stricken and Mydei couldn’t really blame him; “They.. Were going to do something to Aglaea?”

“Probably. Maybe. It’s what they threatened, at the least.” Mydei confessed - he wasn’t one-hundred percent sure, but considering they paid off the law to let him go.

Who knew?

He wasn’t even really sure why they didn’t just have him killed as well to easily own the company, why even bother keeping Mydei alive when the rest of his family was dead?

If anything, it felt like they were just toying with him mentally when he thought too much about it all.

Insane.

“Most likely wasn’t just going to end there, but I didn’t even want to imagine it starting there.” Mydei continued after a few seconds of silence, pressing out a heavy sigh as he even considered it all, it probably had started elsewhere regardless..

He really was starting to have such a terrible headache..

“So, I was left with a choice. My father, or Aglaea.” Mydei only looked down, eyes studying the way his own hands were trembling as he spoke; “Not really much of a choice to consider, honestly.”

“I wanted that man to die, I’ll admit to it.” He wasn’t even sure if his voice was steady - because it certainly didn’t feel like it as he kept his eyes locked onto his hands as he flexed them almost testingly. “But not.. To my own hands.”

“Though, He did kill my mother just a few months before, so I..” Mydei began, though he only cleared his throat as he glanced at Phainon again - realizing he was borderline rambling by this point. “Anyway, I have no desire for those people to know anything about me.”

“As much as they want me to work for them; they know I won’t say anything either.”

That’s what Mydei believed, at least.

“He.. Killed your mother?” Phainon inquired remarkably slowly, and Mydei couldn’t help but turn away at that. Eyes only wandering back to that closed box and the memories within it.

Not all were bad memories, but sometimes, he didn’t even quite remember what her voice sounded like.

“With enough money, you can pay off anyone, even paying for people to kill your own wife in cold blood to fully own your company’s shares.” Mydei explained simply, as if that actually explained anything at all.

But at this point - rich people lived in their own little world, Mydei knew that better than most people.

Even two mates who were once so very in love can have tragedy befall them due to greed.

“That’s.. Really insane.” Phainon slowly sputtered out, making Mydei raise his head to look at him again almost incredulously. “You.. Killed your father for Aglaea’s sake?”

“It’s.. Hard to explain, but yes.”

Mydei thought it was deeper than that - without a doubt, it was for her sake and her own safety. But on a deeper level, it was so much more than just that to those people. 

He was just some pawn in a game of chess that he had no idea he was even playing in, only praying that he had gotten out.

Only hoping that it wouldn’t become an issue for the newfound slice of happiness he had allowed himself named Phainon.

“Does she know?” Phainon asked, and that question made Mydei tilt his head.

He had never even considered telling Aglaea such a thing.

“I’m never telling her such a thing.”

“Really?”

“She doesn’t need to know, it wouldn’t do her any good to learn that.”

She didn’t need the extra stress of knowing why everything there had unfolded - he was sure she knew he did in fact kill his own father, even if she had never asked about it. But telling her that it was her life on the line?

He didn’t know if he was in the right, or in the wrong with making the choice that she didn’t need to know.

But Mydei was sticking to his choice regardless.

“I..” Phainon trailed off, clearly unsure of how to debate that.

And well, Mydei only shrugged, choosing to move on, Phainon didn’t have to understand it all.

But if he was curious, at least that much was hopefully sated with that conversation - even if Mydei would do his best not to ever have it brought up again.

Instead, he could only rapidly change the topic away to the best of his abilities. 

“I’m burning your hoard of minion shirts, by the way.” Mydei was lying, of course he was, he would donate them if he had the option, maybe Phainon wouldn’t notice.

Phainon only seemed flabbergasted by that, immediately dropping his mouth agape as he gave a startled and quiet noise over those words. 

“You can’t just change topics like that!” Phainon told him in such a disbelieving tone that Mydei couldn’t stop the huff of laughter that left his lips - nor the grin he gave to the awestruck alpha.

Mydei could only shrug; “It’s not a change in topics, we discussed my crimes; now we’re discussing yours.”

Phainon grew more distressed over that; “My crime is my minion shirts?!”

And as Mydei crept back into Phainon’s room, he couldn’t help but pause as his eyes fell onto the bed - onto the mess of clothes Phainon himself had been organizing.

Onto one item in specific that made him draw his facial expression into a heavy scowl as soon as his eyes saw the atrocity. The true crime that was taking place in their new apartment, the true horrible act of violence Phainon was forcing upon Mydei. 

“Your fashion sense is really atrocious. Why are your swim trunks these?” Mydei found himself borderline bristling as he picked the item in question up. 

Demonic.

Evil .

A giant face of SpongeBob staring right back at him with those beady little eyes and goofy ass smile.

Phainon’s voice was quiet; “They’re.. Funny?” 

Mydei was pretty sure he was going to fry this man alive over his fashion choices - there was no way he was so luckily gifted to be such a gorgeous looking alpha yet have the fashion sense of a twelve year old gamer that lives off energy drinks and microwaveable food alone.

“Is your dick supposed to be his nose?” Mydei idly asked, tiredly slowly looking up and to the side - staring Phainon down as if the man had wronged him.

And Phainon, rightfully, looked like a scolded dog as he answered again - and that choker on his neck really didn't help his case..

“I.. Yes..”

Mydei let out a deep exhale.

One that was really, truly and utterly, born from the depths of his very soul as his closed his eyes - thinking of all the possible words he could choose next.

All the possible ideas.

Only one sounded correct.

“It’s being burned too.”

“Noo!”

Chapter 15

Notes:

long time no puppy love. had some months of not wanting to write this but uh im determined to finish it the way i originally wanted, everyone explode and die idgaf

anyway, ao3 curse is real because i started working on this and then was sick the entire time writing it and now feel fine finishing it up LMAOOOO

It felt too real.

Every single time he had that dream, watching blood flow and wondering why it wasn’t the color of crimson. Crimson to match those tattoos of the man he wanted in his life more than anything else, crimson the color that blood should be.

Yet it wasn’t.

The blood that seeped out of that wound wasn’t that familiar deep red that Phainon knew to be the shade of blood - so very off as it flowed golden from that deep wound.

Why?

Why was it gold?

And why was the blade covered in gold always in Phainon’s hand? Even as he wept and stood there over that body he had grown so attached to - the man it belonged to and he wanted to belong to as well - why was he always the one holding the weapon that had taken his life?

Even if he was awake now, sitting there hunched over the sleeping form of the very same man that was once bleeding in his dream - why did it feel so real? 

Why did it feel like he had actually robbed Mydei of his life?

And why did he dream about killing him again and again nightly?

How was he supposed to act like it didn’t hurt to keep dreaming of such a thing? 

Worst of all - he had always dreamed about this. Always dreamed nightly of killing someone he knew was close to him again and again, but until Mydei he had never been able to discern their face. Always blurred, always forgetful - nothing on their body to make out decently, those crimson tattoos were just a mess of blurry lines that never once looked like anything more than blood.

But now.. Now ever since meeting Mydei he could make it all out - take in all the horrifying details as Mydei murmured quiet words every time. Things Phainon couldn’t hear over his own heart in his ears - thudding thunderously and deafening him from his crimes. Every single moment felt like agony as he continuously watched Mydei crumple onto the floor beneath him.

His only solace now from that ever recurring nightmare was the fact he could wake himself up through his own mourning and find that alpha blissfully asleep beside him. Phainon frequently now found himself weeping into the night, sitting there as he brushed Mydei’s hair timidly. 

Terrified.

He shouldn’t be terrified of breaking Mydei - he wasn’t someone that was fragile and easily snappable, yet Phainon couldn’t help it.

Everyday he dreamed of this very man dying and suffering, always at his own hands. How could he not brush back those golden locks with a shaky hand?

How could he not treat Mydei like the alpha may shatter if he’s too rough?

Even if he loses himself during the moment and is rough with Mydei in bed, the idea of ever actually hurting him was.. A horrible constant on Phainon’s mind..

How could he not quietly sob and sniffle as he pet that soft haired man, trying his best to soothe his own emotional issues without waking him.

A failure, it seemed as a golden eye slowly blinked open from Mydei’s position - flat on his stomach hugging a pillow so tightly as Phainon sat beside him in the early morning light.

“Phainon? Are you alright?” Mydei drowsily said - unmoving thankfully as he seemed rather fond of letting Phainon pet him slowly. At least, for now.

“Sorry.. Did I wake you?” Phainon choked out, voice coming out more strained than he had desired as he moved his free hand to wipe away messily tears from his eyes - not caring for the staining feeling they left behind. Especially as those golden eyes settled completely on him and stared upwards. 

“‘S fine..” Mydei slurred, obviously trying to rouse himself further into the waking world as Phainon’s hold on him only tightened upon his sluggish movements to try to sit up. A tightness that Mydei seemed to take as a sign to give up - instead melting right back down with a quiet sigh into Phainon’s arms.

“Are you okay, though?” Mydei asked, tone still struggling to adapt to the fact he was indeed now awake and that - that made Phainon give a small laugh. A hushed thing considering how awful he felt mentally.

It was torture, really. To watch himself kill Mydeimos again and again, never stopping, blade sinking into his flesh in that same spot repeatedly.

Why?

Why was he so intent on killing the man he loved like that?

He would never do that, so why would he keep dreaming of that?

“I’m fine..” Phainon managed, shaking his his slightly to attempt to dissipate those thoughts - praying that Mydei didn’t question it too deeply

A hopeless endeavor as those golden eyes seemed to blink at him innocently, staring him down; “Are you? You’re crying like something awful happened..”

Ah.

Well, that would make hiding his feelings just a tad bit harder after all. 

“I’m fine! Really.. Having you safe by my side is comforting enough..” Phainon gave a small smile as he spoke - trying his best to soothe the alpha whose scent now smelled off. Clearly growing more and more worried over this issue as he watched Phainon still cry.

It’s not like Phainon wanted to cry, alright? It just.. How was he supposed to stop as he stared at this alpha who had opened up to him and not think about the sickening sound of his blade tearing through sinew and sundering Mydei’s life from him in one foul movement?

Again and again. 

 “It was just a bad dream..” Phainon explained, halfway to Mydei - halfway to himself as those tears didn’t stop. 

Mydei stared at him for a moment, all before giving him such a lazy yawn - one that was more fitting of a cat than a man his size; “Mm.. About me leaving again?”

Phainon swallowed roughly at that - throat feeling “No.. About you dying..”

“Oh.” Mydei flatly said, sounding almost stunned before he sighed tiredly - breaking into a toothy yawn slowly, “That’s a bit more out of my control.”

Out of Mydei’s control.. Yeah. Considering every time Phainon closed his eyes he could still that familiar weight in his hands - heavy and metallic, daunting and so very horrifying when he remembered that sword gleaming with golden blood dripping from it. 

It always felt so real.

So hauntingly real as that heavy sword felt so right in his hands.

Yet so very wrong as that blood dripped from it and he stared at the unmoving body of Mydei at his feet. Every night. The same end. Again and again.

“Haha..” Phainon forced himself to try to laugh, failing horribly as Mydei lazily raised a hand up - one that Phainon could only watch and lean into just a tad as Mydei moved to wipe the still falling tears from his face.

Tears he couldn’t quite manage to stop fully - especially not as that gentle hand brushed against him. 

“I’ll try to stay safe, if it helps.” Mydei mumbled out, still sounding so blatantly sleepy as his hand rolled gently across Phainon’s cheeks - effortlessly wiping those tears away again and again.

“I..” Phainon had to sniffle, forcing himself to chuckle over the idea of Mydei staying safe - even if in his dreams Phainon was the problem, “Yeah.. That would be nice..”

Phainon watched Mydei keenly - watching as those lightly colored eyelashes fluttered closed gently. Clearly falling back to sleep, but Phainon couldn’t help but sigh contentedly over the sight of it; “Away from omegas and betas too..”

Mydei didn’t stir at that, and Phainon found himself watching Mydei’s back rise and fall beneath those covers - slowly and on pace as always.

“Alright, now you’re just being insecure.” Mydei grumbled after a few moments of silence, voice quiet into the empty air to where Phainon couldn’t help but laugh slightly. Just a bit as he tilted his head, fingers still combing through those blonde locks of hair slowly.

“It’s not insecure!” Phainon argued, though his tone was very hushed - a mere whisper as he fully knew the alpha beside him was drifting off to sleep again. That much was obvious as Phainon moved his hand down to Mydei’s neck, brushing those hairs there to the side to expose his nape.

To expose that bite he had left there - a sad thing, really.

He would have liked for it to be more romantic if he had known it was going to stay - or at least to have not been on his rut during that time. 

Even if not he could gently trail his finger around that spot - trying his best to ignore the way Mydei seemed to give way to a shiver over the tender circle Phainon was tracing.

“Is it not?” Mydei growled out - and Phainon almost would have assumed Mydei was annoyed with him, if not for the way he didn’t budge at all.

More bark than bite when tired, it seemed. 

Phainon had to hum over that, still dragging his fingers gently over that bite mark - such an intimate thing that Phainon couldn’t believe was lingering on Mydei’s skin.

“It’s called being greedy..” Phainon murmured after a few seconds of staring at that bite, only before bringing his hand back to Mydei hair - combing through it slowly with a quiet exhale escaping him.

“Mm..” Was Mydei’s reply, Mydei wasn’t the wordy type of guy. Never a yapper, but even that was a bit.. Lacking.

So much so that Phainon felt himself cracking a small smile, eyes staring at that growing still form yet again. 

“Falling back asleep?” Phainon asked, not really needing to have Mydei answer -  yet Mydei gave a quiet noise. Almost like a hummed out sigh before he shuffled slightly, rolling almost yet not fully committing as he stayed on his stomach with a grunt.

“Sorry..”

Phainon couldn’t help but give a small huff of laughter, a gentle thing - more akin to an exhale than an actual laugh due to not wanting to wake up Mydei too much or disturb him more than he already had. 

His hand combing through Mydei’s hair was enough comfort from Mydei; “It’s alright.. I just want to pet your hair anyway.. Sleep well, Mydeimos..”

No reply.

Mydei had already let sleep claim him yet again, and Phainon wasn’t angry at all over it - he didn’t fault him at all. Nor had he even wanted to wake up Mydei, his damnedable crying had done that for himself. 

But how.. How was he supposed to stay sane and normal when he had to keep watching Mydei die to his own hands - again and again?

He could only slide back down into the bed beside the alpha - all before slowly curling himself as close to Mydei as possible. All the while moving a hand to that spot on his spine almost defensively - ironic, considering it was always his own blade that pierced through there cruelly.

Did he have any right to try to defend Mydei from Phainon himself?

He didn’t know. 

Not like it mattered as he slipped back into sleep, and found himself yet again powerlessly watching himself take Mydei’s life.

Again and again.

 

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“Mydei,” Mydei blatantly paused at his name being called, dragging his eyes across the mirror to watch the man that was walking up behind him. Joining him in the bathroom all while eyeing Mydei’s fingers deftly (and out of habit) swiftly working to tie his normal braid at the side of his head, “Can you wear your hair up?”

Mydei paused over that, fingers tugging his hair to make sure it was taut enough before blinking at the fellow alpha who now was fully on the prowl being him - walking up to him with a quiet hum. A devious thing, considering that question.

“My.. Hair up?” Mydei quoted and echoed out, and Phainon had the sinking feeling that Mydei already knew why as his eyebrows slowly knitted together in concentration. 

“It’s supposed to be a little hot today, why not?” Phainon shrugged, moving to lean on the doorframe as he stared at the back of the still shirtless Mydei - underwear, sure. Shirt? Lacking.

Not that Phainon minded at all as he hummed over the sight of those back muscles, eyes lingering on that spot where his  tattoos converged together.  

“You’re cute with a ponytail.” Phainon told him as he flicked his eyes upwards - winking at the alpha who was still staring at him through the mirror. Hand moving from his braid now to rest on the sink with a small hum. 

“You want me to..” Mydei trailed off, and the way Mydei’s eyes seemed to flicker as he leaned on that sink made Phainon feel curious.. Curious over the chances he actually would get what he wanted or not..

Phainon had to tilt his head innocently over that, blinking as he stared at those sunset eyes; “Please? You’re pretty with any hairstyle, but I want to see you out and about with a ponytail more!”

Mydei remained silent for a few too many breaths for Phainon’s own liking before he slowly shook his head, moving to grab another hair tie from the side of the sink; “Ah.. Alright..”

“Really?” Phainon gawked as he widened his eyes over how easy this victory had been - swallowing harshly as he watched Mydei mess with that 

“I’ll indulge you for today, sure.” Mydei grumbled out, sounding almost tired and Phainon was opting to believe it was the lingering drowsiness from his slumber.

Anyway, Phainon didn’t even try to hold back the grin that crept up on his face over that indulging his pretty mate was willing to do for him; “Wow.. My sweet Mydeimos..”

“Go get dressed. Stop just standing there staring at me.” Mydei growled out, and Phainon couldn’t help but watch as Mydei moved to gather some hair in his fingers. Deftly and with so much practice that Phainon found himself huffing a quiet little laugh. 

“You’re so bossy today.. But as you command, beloved.”

Phainon hated turning away from that man, he really did - even if it was just to creep off to his own bedroom and start getting ready - he hated it.  He really did feel like he was going borderline insane when he thought about it too much.

His life had been fine, no love life to speak of, but that was fine.

And now every single thought was spent worrying over Mydei and wanting to be near him - that’s not a bad thing at all! 

In fact he loved having a love life now, and he loved thinking about Mydei!

But going from feeling nothing romantic his entire life - thinking his nose was broken for years and years due to never smelling a ‘sweet’ person that would make his instincts go crazy - to having a person that did smell like that around him all the time?

It was quite the perspective switch, always at the forefront of his mind - even as he moved through his own clothes to get dressed for whatever Mydei was dragging him to do, he still found himself sniffing at his clothes. Trying his best to nose and figure out which one already smelled of Mydei.

Which one reminded him the most of Mydei - and told people who he was mated to, who he smelled like no matter what. And the only person he wanted to smell like. 

The looks of it didn’t matter, and somehow, his favorite silly minion shirt with the text “Bad news for Dr. Pepper” on the front and a low quality off center minion’s ass on the back with  “I Woke Up” smelled oddly of him.

Whatever.

It would have to do as Phainon tugged it over his head while moving into his own bathroom - a neglected thing just like his bedroom. Why did he need his own when he was more than just a little happy to be rubbing shoulders with Mydei? He could only tut at his thoughts, almost bitterly.

It was a waste of Mydei’s money.. But at least they could get a small house when they got married.

That stray thought made Phainon’s feet pause in his bathroom, blinking as he walked into there to brush his teeth. 

Marriage.

Marrying Mydei?

Would that man ever say yes to such a thing? Maybe not.. Right now, but eventually could he? Further down the line, would Mydei really fully accept him as his one and only in his life, even if they both are alphas? 

No use dwelling on that right now, at least, that’s what Phainon had to tell himself to be able to quickly brush his teeth and more to put on some pants - he didn’t dare want to stall for too long on the idea of Mydei saying yes or no on that.

Not yet.

He wasn’t sure his sanity was intact enough for that, not when Mydei still seemed on the edge of being a skittish stray cat and trying to worm out of Phainon’s hold. Not that Phainon would ever let go without a fight - but it was assuredly.. Too early for marriage.

Even if Phainon would marry him in a heartbeat, he didn’t want to overwhelm his cute mate!

Too early in their relationship for marriage, but for sure not too early for Phainon to keep dreaming of it. Keep mentioning it. Keep putting the thought of being married to Phainon into Mydei’s mind every few days.

Surely.. Considering the fact Mydei hadn’t kicked him out of his life again - something about being married to Phainon was enticing to him. Even agreeing to be mates.. 

Phainon felt almost giddy the more he thought about it, only leaving his room in a hurry after putting on deodorant to go bother said man that completely owned his heart. Every step felt so very light as he neared that bathroom where he could smell the alpha still remaining in.

“Mydeiiii..” Phainon lulled out, leaning into the doorway yet again to blink at the now fully clothed Mydei - basking in the sight of that exposed nape. That bite laid bare to see for all, a bite on an alpha of all things.

Phainon had to will himself not to linger his eyes on that feature of him for too long, instead flicking his eyes to look at Mydei in the mirror instead; “Will you tell me where we’re heading now?”

Mydei didn’t reply instantly - but that was fine as Phainon’s eyes studied his outfit. The duality of them both was humorous in his opinion - Mydei was wearing a solid crimson tight shirt that looked rather dashing on him with his matching tattoos and slack black pants..

Meanwhile Phainon was wearing.. Well.. A minion shirt and some loose sweatpants. 

“I’ve been such a good dog.. I got ready just like you wanted.” Phainon murmured as he moved into that bathroom, moving to rub his arm onto Mydei just a bit. Just a little bit! He had to..

“You act like I’m not aware of the way you scented all my clothes and rutted against my neck all night long.” Mydei grumbled as he watched Phainon rub on him, unamused as ever today, apparently. 

Probably due to the fact he was slowly waking up - a feat that Phainon had long since discovered Mydei struggled with. Quite the lounger and sleepyhead normally. 

“Haha.. Uhm..” Phainon laughed a bit, trying his best to think of a decent argument here, “But you see, the key thing is, you didn’t stop me!”

Mydei only moved slightly at that, leaning forward to look in the bathroom mirror with a hum - all before moving the razor in his hand across his stubble that grew during the night; “That’s true.”

Phainon’s mind stalled over those words, copying Mydei and leaning forward slightly - enough to be able to tilt his head and look at Mydei in the eyes without staring at the mirror. Only growing more amused as Mydei raised a brow over that action, still moving to shave languidly. 

“Wow, not denying it?” Phainon asked - voice a complete tease, but the exhale from Mydei’s nose told him a lot about the matter..

“Why would I?” Mydei fired back immediately, straightening himself back out with a heavy and rather deep rooted sigh, “No use denying it when you made me pull up my hair to show off your bite on me..”

Phainon couldn’t help but copy as he perked up, grinning over those words from his beloved mate. “You look pretty with your hair up!”

“And to show off the bite on my neck, right?” Mydei instantly countered, turning his head slightly to give Phainon such a knowing look - one that told Phainon that he couldn’t lie here.

His goose was cooked, and Mydei was the best chef he knew around..

Thus, Phainon could only close his eyes before grinning smugly as he opened them; “Well… Yes!”

“Uh huh..”

“You really are so pretty though..” Phainon murmured, treading his way around Mydei to brush a few of those baby hairs away on his neck yet again - just enough to place a gentle and chaste kiss where that bite remained scarred into Mydei’s skin. And Phainon couldn’t help but grip onto Mydei’s wrist soothingly when he felt Mydei jolt slightly over the kiss. 

“Especially like this.” Phainon’s words ghosted out onto that skin, sniffing slightly to bask in Mydei’s sweet scent. A scent that now was becoming so much more to him than just intoxicating - it was home to him. Beside Mydei and his pheromones in the air - that was home for Phainon.

Phainon couldn’t help but lap his tongue across that mating bite on Mydei’s skin slowly - dragging across it hotly.

“Behave, dog.” Mydei immediately chastised, all the while Phainon’s eyes watched his knuckles dig into that counter. Hanging onto it like it was an anchor as Phainon hummed over that reprimand. Only to nuzzle his head a bit more into the crook of Mydei’s neck - leaving another lick there to scent more of him.

Before giving a small laugh as he nosed against Mydei’s skin, breathing deeply in that sweet aroma the man always had about him; “Mm.. It’s hard to, you know?”

“We have things to do today.” Mydei immediately retorted - making Phainon bubble a laugh from his throat as he tried to nuzzle deeper into Mydei’s neck still, basking in that scent that was buried away there.

So unbelievably Mydei that it made Phainon dizzy when he thought about it for too long, or sniffed at him too deeply. 

“You’re so handsy now.” Mydei grumbled out, voice rather quiet as he sighed - a silly noise to give as he craned his head to the side slightly. Clearly giving Phainon room to nose his head even closer - space of which Phainon greedily took as his hands found their way around Mydei’s waist with a quiet hum. 

“It’s hard not to be..” Phainon countered as he dug his nose in just a bit more, sniffling at those glands there - pheromones he knew he shouldn’t enjoy. Yet, he found himself only rubbing into them every time he had the chance. 

How could he not when Mydei now even let him do it? Merely standing there and giving him room to keep rubbing. 

Even if he wouldn’t say it - some part of him was clearly enjoying being claimed like this, and it probably wasn’t his secondary gender’s instincts. 

Not by a long shot.

The part of Mydei enjoying thai was so undoubtedly Mydeimos to the very core that it made Phainon lick at his neck slowly - lovingly to try to douse him in his own scent. 

“Stop whining like a puppy and get ready. There’s things to do.” Mydei mumbled out, tone lacking any real substance and demands in it that Phainon had to bite back his laugh - instead moving to still rub into Mydei from behind softly. Hands moving up and down his hips in an attempt to soothe him lovingly.

“Mm..” Was the astounding reply Phainon managed to give as he ceased his movements, just burying his head away in Mydei’s neck in an attempt to get him to stay there.

To just let this moment last forever.

Not that Mydei would obey, of course he wouldn’t - Mydei had other plans as he shrugged his shoulders gently, just enough to shuffle Phainon; “Don’t just nuzzle into my neck - You’re making it hard for me to get ready too.”

Phainon had to chuckle and lean away slightly, admiring the way Mydei was taking so much care with such a languid pace towards getting ready; “Okay.. Okay.. Will you at least tell me what we’re doing, though?”

“Shopping.” Was the flat reply Mydei gave all the while moving to splash some water onto his face - an action Phainon couldn’t help  but watch meticulously before he gave a quiet hum.

Shopping.. They did need to go shopping, he guessed.. But they really should also finish unpacking all their things, and Phainon still had to move things out of storage. 

But he would go shopping instead, if Mydei wanted to! He had enough clothes for work for a bit, and he wasn’t against doing laundry!

“For new.. Household items, or?” 

“Clothes.”

Ah.

Well.

Huh.

Okay, that’s.. Also fine, probably. Though, Phainon couldn’t help but feel confused over that simple word. Did Mydei need new clothes? It’s not like his body had changed at all lately, he was assuredly still just the same Mydei as Phainon had first met him.

But uh..

“Clothes?” Phainon eventually managed to echo out in confusion, blinking at the way Mydei seemed to grin over it. All before turning fully to Phainon - a hand grasping at the yellow fabric of his shirt to yank at it gently. 

“Clothes for you. Your taste in fashion is beyond piss poor, regrettably. For such a pretty man, you really don’t flaunt it nearly enough.”

Mydei’s words didn’t sound it, but it was incredibly light-hearted and gentle in a way that Phainon found himself swallowing heavily as his eyes focused on Mydei’s bright blue earring. The gift from Phainon that still made his head swirl deliriously when Mydei actually wore it.

“Flaunt it?” Phainon asked curiously as he moved his eyes to focus on Mydei, those golden flaked eyes only holding that gaze steadily. 

Smug.

Mydei looked so smug that Phainon couldn’t help but feel dizzy as Mydei kept the hem of his shirt held tightly. Phainon was pretty sure he was a weak man if this alone had his hands scrambling to grab onto the sink counter. But also it’s Mydei.. In Phainon’s opinion, he was in the right to be weak for him in specific. 

“Good clothes add a lot to the person.” Mydei mumbled, tugging lightly on Phainon’s shirt - as if for emphasis but Phainon was choosing to ignore that.

Only slightly, just for a brief moment before he flicked his eyes down to look at his own outfit - and then right back to Mydei; “You mean my minion collection doesn’t make me sexier in your opinion?”

Mydei’s jaw visibly twitched at that, so much so that Phainon could barely keep his smile from growing.

“No.” 

So flat, so without emotion and stoic that Phainon knew. He knew deeply..

Mydei did not like his minion shirt he had chosen for today..

“Sad.. So I’ll be wearing clothes from now on that make you, in specific, more attracted to me?” Phainon asked, mainly as a tease as his smile only widened on his lips - so much that it almost felt uncomfortable all the while he watched Mydei unhand him gently. Letting go of his cursed shirt to give him a stare.

A blank thing, all before huffing a noise through his nose, a brutal one. Rough and odd - like he was almost choked.

“.. Yes.”

Oh…

Phainon felt his smile droop slightly, not in a bad way - merely.. Stunned over the confession of agreeing different clothes would make Phainon hotter to Mydei..

Something about that made Phainon fight the urge to purr in delight, pure delight over knowing Mydei did find him attractive..

Not to say he didn’t think Mydei didn’t think that about Phainon!

But also Phainon wasn’t sure, you know? Hehe..

“Wow. And you call me the greedy one?” Phainon teased, a bit too happy and he grinned out every single word, feeling almost giddy over it before he gave a smug smile. Watching the way Mydei’s facial expression seemed to change in that bathroom so heavily - as if he was debating how much ground he should let Phainon win here.

“Hmph.” Mydei huffed, moving to cross his arms over his chest sassily - a silly habit he had that Phainon had long since picked up on, “We don’t have to then.”

Phainon moved a hand to wave it dismissively, coming to terms that he was probably embarrassing his cute mate a little too much, “No.. No.. I’m quite happy with you being greedy with me.. I’ll wear what you want me to.”

Mydei didn’t reply at that, remaining there staring at Phainon blankly - and that, that only made Phainon move even closer, making sure their bodies were pressed together as he smiled coyly at the slightly shorter alpha.

“Dress me up like Barbie..” His voice was low, so very seductive - half-lidded eyes as he tried to seduce the man he already went to bed with nightly.

Only, Mydei tilted his head to the side; “Ken?”

Ken?

Was that someone Phainon should know? He was pretty sure he didn’t know a Ken? Was he supposed to know Ken?

Phainon couldn’t help but tilt his head to the side, as if that name would suddenly ring a bell when he was at a forty-five degree angle, or something; “Who?” 

“Nevermind.”

 

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“Mydei..” Mydei jerked his head upwards at that, blinking at the sight of his sopping wet down and staring at that black leather jacket Mydei had picked out for him, “This is really expensive..”

Expensive?

Probably because he had taken Phainon to a boutique, everything here was expensive, yeah. But Phainon.. Needed the help, in Mydei’s opinion as he stood there blinking at that price tag with bright blue eyes. 

“So?” Was all Mydei had to say on that matter, blinking at his confused partner - equally confused on why the price even mattered.

“I uh..” Phainon trailed off, and Mydei found himself merely waiting for him to continue. A thing that Phainon seemed to shuffle his feet over - trying his best to work out what to say;  “I want to pay for my own things.”

Ah.

So that’s why it mattered.

“Why?” Mydei asked as he remained standing there, a bundle of clothes hung on his arm as he watched Phainon inspect all the other shirts he was holding himself. Eyes scanning their prices quickly, almost seeming more and more nervous with every new price he saw.

Probably adding them up in his head, or something.

“Uh..” Phainon once again seemed nervous over that question, “We’re mates.. I don’t want all of the financial burden to be on your shoulders..”

Burden?

That word made Mydei raise his eyebrows inquisitively, all before cocking his head to the side as he processed those words. The answer was in Phainon’s own reasoning, wasn’t it? The same reason why Mydei wanted to pay for it and spoil Phainon, right?

“Right. We’re mates.” Mydei quoted with a quiet breath of air through his nose, “That’s exactly why I want to dote on you and dress you up how I please.”

Phainon’s eyes drifted upwards at that, quick and snappy - so much so that Mydei had to debate if he had just accidentally said something wrong. He was pretty sure he hadn’t, but the way those eyes seemed to flicker with emotions.. He was growing more and more unsure as he tilted his head to the side to stare at Phainon.

“Oh..” Phainon eventually said, only drifting his eyes away to those clothes in his hands, staring at them for a long moment before almost looking like he was perking up - nearly beaming as he tried to figure out, “You’re.. Providing for me?”

“Huh?”

“Your instincts.. You’re trying to be a caring alpha towards me..?”

Mydei’s mind stalled at that - at the way he couldn’t even deny it. He was trying to, even if he hadn’t realized it, he was trying to provide for his mate in such a specific way that it made him almost dizzy to realize it.

“.. I guess?” Mydei managed to say after a moment, trying to ignore the way his face was beginning to burn - ignoring the way he had to nervously look away from Phainon with a small cough over that being pointed out.

He never would have even thought about it like that, he had thought he was doing pretty well at trying to ignore his instincts lately in the fair trade of giving Phainon the mate he wanted.. But..

He supposed he couldn’t fight back everything, especially not with his rut on the horizon. 

“Cute..” Phainon quietly said, and that.

That was when Mydei knew his ears were burning and his face was certainly red - making himself jerk his head to the side, looking away and towards the dressing room they had come over to anyway.

They had better things to do then discuss Mydei’s instinct to provide for Phainon, alright? 

Mydei could barely even force himself to dart a glare towards Phainon’s pile of clothes in his own arms; “Be quiet. Try on that sweater won’t you?”

Phainon studied him for a few seconds - way too meticulously for Mydei’s own liking, especially as a smug small grin seemed to tug at Phainon’s lips. Regardless, he opted to not say anything. His eyes instead moving to watch his hand card through the clothes on his arm again; “You’re picking out a lot of things in black..” 

Mydei felt his jaw twitch over those words - eyes slowly dragging to stare at those clothes he had picked out and on Phainon’s arm. Only before moving his eyes to Phainon’s currently worn shirt.

Disgusting.

His fashion sense was truly the sense of a teenage boy’s.. Or maybe even worse - but Mydei didn’t want to look at it for too long, only able to press out a sigh over those gentle blue eyes staring at him. Eagerly waiting for whatever Mydei had to say in reply, and that.. That never stopped making Mydei feel a strange sense of butterflies in his stomach as he blinked into those blue depths.

“You look good in black.” Mydei answered simply, trying his best to ignore his own derailing feelings towards Phainon - blinking to give a curt nod towards those clothes in Phainon’s hands.

Only, Phainon looked almost stunned by the confession - even if Mydei didn’t think it was much of a confession really. It’s not like it was hard to tell Phainon was a beautiful man, he was merely cursed to wear awful outfits. But outside of that, he was gorgeous in every way.

Hence the whole ‘why go after an alpha when you could get any beta or omega you want’ situation they had endured.. 

“Do I?” Phainon asked - his tone dripping with his blatant desire to be praised, and Mydei was pretty sure if Phainon had a tail and ears, his tail would be wagging a hundred miles a second as he stared at Mydei.

Mydei would have probably thought it was cute if he could see it too.

“You do.” Mydei agreed with a small chuckle, watching as Phainon’s face seemed to flush immediately over that. And Mydei was rather enamored as he watched that alpha’s cheek deepen into such a red hue.

Cute.

“Wow.. I’m swooning.. Okay, my love, I’ll be right back!” Phainon mumbled, and it almost seemed like a joke if not for the way Phainon scurried off over it - clearly rushing now to get away from Mydei’s piercing gaze in favor of going into the dressing room.

Mydei found himself humming over it humorously, smiling fondly as he watched Phainon disappear; “Alright.”

And then he was alone to stand and wait - to listen to those sounds of Phainon undressing as his eyes wandered. He needed more clothes - but for now Mydei needed the right size for Phainon, all of his clothes were either too loose or too tight on him for some reason. It’s not that Mydei wanted to change all of his wardrobe - he had mainly just hidden most of the worst shirts.

Mydei wasn’t the type of person to take things away from Phainon just because he didn’t enjoy them - Phainon obviously did enjoy them, so it was fine. 

What he did want to change, however, was the way the man lacked any true decent outfits for dates and the sort. 

A mess.

And Mydei found himself still idly shopping as he stood there, blinking at the rows and trying to find more things to put on Phainon to wear. 

“Don’t go anywhere!” Came Phainon’s instant reply the moment Mydei even debated taking a step away - eyes staring at a rack of clothes before flickering back to the dressing room before him.

“I was just-”

“I’ll get jealous, you know?” Phainon cut in with an easy laugh leaving his throat, one that made Mydei’s mind pause over the way he sounded almost genuine. Like he really would get jealous if Mydei walked away right now.

“Huh?”

“If I leave here and some beta is rubbing up on you, I’ll get so jealous..” Phainon explained, almost sounding breathless as he probably was tugging on a shirt over his head quickly, “Stay right there, I’m hurrying, okay?”

It’s not like.. Mydei would be gone for long - his eyes trailed back to that rack of clothes blankly. Distantly staring over the way no one was even around them to come try to hit on Mydei.. Surely Phainon was the one more in danger of being hit on usually, wasn’t he?

Well, maybe not in that minion shirt but.. 

“How does it look?” Phainon asked as he opened that door yet again - eyes piercing as they stared at Mydei, waiting for an answer so very greedily. But.. Mydei also cared about how Phainon felt, idly tugging at his own shirt as he furrowed his brows - gaze darting away to focus again on that rack of shirts he wanted to look at.

“Look in the mirror and tell me what you think.” Mydei fired back as his eyes flickered to Phainon again, curtly nodding his head to the side - towards the mirror as he stared at Phainon.

But Phainon didn’t move. He followed Mydei’s nodding head - sure. But his feet didn’t move before he snapped his eyes back to Mydei with a small huff escaping his lips, a tired little exhale;  “What if I care about your opinion more than mine?”

“You aren’t wrong considering what your past choice of clothes were, but..” Mydei trailed off, shrugging his shoulders, “Just look in the mirror for me, won’t you?”

Phainon gave a huff at that, quickly moving to glance at the mirror - but Mydei wasn’t stupid. How could he be as their eyes met in the mirror? That alpha still only cared about Mydei’s opinions, so much so that he couldn’t even focus on looking away from him for two seconds.

Endearing, almost, but also a disaster. 

“It’s nice!” Phainon chirped out, so very happy to say such a thing as he turned around again - making Mydei stare at his outfit. 

Sleek.

That was something that normally couldn’t be said with his normal self picked out clothes - black and clung to his chest nicely, much nicer than the minion shirt..

Really, he looked dashing, but the way Phainon was barely giving his own opinion on the matter made Mydei’s skin itch oddly. A horrible feeling..

“Is it? I don’t want you unhappy with your clothes.” Mydei confessed, praying he could get those emotions to die down eventually. Maybe he just needed to be convinced of it by Phainon more - he didn’t know. 

“So I can keep the minion clothes?”

He could.

Mydei didn’t have it in him to really get rid of them all - they were Phainon’s. And if Phainon liked them, didn’t that mean Mydei at least had to put up with them as his mate? Plus..

They were probably comfortable to wear around the house with how baggy they are.

“.. Ergh.” Was the dramatic noise Mydei found himself making instead, somewhat hoping his smile wasn’t showing too much on the matter. 

“I’m joking. I don’t really mind getting rid of them, you know?” Phainon told him with a small chuckle, only to give a lop-sided smile as well as move a hand to tug at the neck of his shirt slowly, “Like, If my clothes make you look at me more, I really don’t mind it at all!”

“Mm.. I guess on the other hand other people also would look at you more..” Mydei trailed off with those thoughts, blinking over the realization that the idea of others looking at Phainon was.. Throwing him off. 

It felt odd.

They were mates, though. So it was natural to be..

Phainon leaned forward a bit at the way Mydei had trailed off; “Hmm?”

But that only made Mydei feel red in his face, turning his head slightly to the side to look at the pile of clothes Phainon had left in the dressing room in favor of talking to Mydei. In favor of hearing Mydei’s opinion.

“Nothing.” Was Mydei’s stellar reply on the matter, one that should have been easy to give - but found himself almost choking to try to say flatly.

“No, no! Is my Mydeimos being territorial over me?” Phainon asked, all the while moving even closer - dangerously closer, “Don’t want people to look at me?”

Territorial. It was natural to be territorial over his mate.

Mydei creased his brow at that, especially as Phainon now seemed keen on practically purring at him - eyes half-lidded to where Mydei was almost stunned. Blatantly shocked over that hand that had dipped below the bottom of Mydei’s shirt. Only to gently press against his stomach and rise up slowly.  

“You already have me in a choker.. Your scent is all over me..” Mydei felt his own breath hitch over those words - struggling as he stared into those blue eyes that seemed clouded in a shroud of lust now.  All the while Phainon’s hand only pressed against his chest, splaying across it beneath his shirt as he slowly rose it upwards; “You should bite me more if you want to show them I’m yours..”

“Bite me and let them all know who I belong to.. Heart, body, and soul..” 

Mydei wanted to.

That was the worst part of it all - the way he was growing more and more eager to bite this man, to mark him and let everyone know Phainon was Mydei’s.

Mydei had to choke that instinct in himself down, instead, Mydei could only bring himself to snap a hand to Phainon’s wrist, growling slightly as he dragged that hand downward. Specifically, out from underneath his shirt as he narrowed his eyes;  “We are in a store, Phainon.”

“So we are! Should we go home and I’ll let you bite me everywhere?” Phainon innocently said - but his actions betrayed any tone of innocence as he slowly only pressed himself closer, “It doesn’t have to be home, we can find a nice secluded alley an-”

“Be quiet, try on this sweater.” Mydei interrupted roughly, narrowing his eyes over how he could feel himself wanting to snap at the alpha.

Not even in a dangerous way, but in the way of his patience wearing thin and letting Phainon do as he pleased to him once again. Dangerous territory, considering how close his rut was - and this man had no idea of that daunting fact quickly approaching.

“Your pheromones are so sweet right now Mydei.. Was I riling you up?” Phainon had lost his innocence with that question - edging closer to sniff at Mydei rather boldly. So blatantly.

“The next sweater, Phainon.” Mydei growled out, trying his best to ignore the face he was. 

He was easily being riled up with his desire and instincts to prove himself as the dominant alpha while Phainon was rubbing up on him - to push him down and snarl at him..

Phainon however, only gave a smug and coy grin with a small laugh as he turned away again - slinking back into that dressing room.

“Heheh..”

 

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“You know how to use these, right?”

Phainon barely had a second to process those words before out of pure reflex his arms moved to catch the jingling object being thrown at him - only to have his thoughts stall over that metal. Languidly moving to inspect them fully before jerking his eyes back to a rather smug looking Mydei - like he fully expected the look of utter shock to be on Phainon’s face.

But that metal, every time he moved it and it rattled, he only felt more and more confused - and somewhat flustered as he considered why Mydei would be bringing them up right now; “Handcuffs?”

Mydei didn’t even look at him - still focusing on taking his hair down in his room before throwing Phainon a strange expression; “Mhm. They’re for me.”

Phainon would have staggered if he was standing up - for once thankful for the fact he was sitting on Mydei’s bed (which doubled as his own since he did crawl into it nightly regardless of his own room. Mydei’s side was way more comfortable and warm than being in his bed alone. Besides, he did in fact love scenting Mydei all night long - and the.. Comfort of him breathing beside him. But he digresses.) already since coming home.

“W-what?” Phainon barely managed to choke out through his tight throat - the idea of handcuffing Mydei was insane. Let alone considering the fact he probably meant handcuffing him to something in specific..

That made Phainon’s head swim at such a dizzying rate as he blinked at his mate who was wholly ignoring him now. Not even looking at him as he moved about his own room - changing his clothes to be more comfortable around the house. And that was something Phainon should be doing, sure, but really he had put his clothes bags in his room and then immediately slunk back into Mydei’s room to watch him fondly.

He wouldn’t say he had an obsession with his gorgeous mate, but he probably had an obsession with his gorgeous mate, yeah.

“I’m very violent on my ruts. I’ll be borrowing your muzzle too.” Mydei easily said - and those words made Phainon’s mind absolutely crumble in a free fall considering how Mydei had once reacted to such a thing. Growling and slamming Phainon around slightly over the muzzle misunderstanding.

Not that Phainon minded, not at all! If anything, he was happy that Mydei enjoyed being able to satiate his inner alpha by having control over Phainon like that - but the fact he was going to use it on himself..

Phainon blinked. 

“Huh?” Was Phainon’s very intelligent reply to that sentence, staring at the way Mydei tugged off his own sweater with a huffing noise. All before throwing it to the corner of his room with his clothes basket - right beside a mess of boxes that both still needed to keep putting up..

But apparently Phainon’s clothes had been a bigger issue on Mydei’s mind - and Phainon didn’t dare try to convince the man into doing physical labor if he didn’t want to.

If anything, Phainon was more than willing to do it for him - but Mydei would probably hiss and growl at him over that as well. Something something about an alpha wanting to take care of himself while also accepting that he was mated to another alpha..

“I’m due for my rut next week, that’s all.” Mydei muttered as he tugged on a way looser blue shirt - one that had no graphics on it sadly, all before turning around to lean on his dresser lazily behind him. Eyes staring at an owl-wide eyed Phainon, “I’m just warning you beforehand so you’re aware.”

“Your.. Rut is soon?” Phainon echoed out, still feeling like his head was spinning over this news.

Mydei’s rut.. Mydei would be riled up and angry, gnashing his jaws and trying to choke out Phainon, probably.

And something about that made Phainon’s skin have goosebumps, and he feared it wasn’t quite out of terror as the aspect of Mydei trying to be rough with him. If anything, he was pretty sure he was excited about it. 

“Mhm.” Mydei’s flat reply came, a quiet thing as he simply stood there in his sweatpants now staring at Phainon - and Phainon felt.. Almost lost as he stared into those golden catlike eyes. They were as beautiful as they were enchanting due to how.. Peculiar they were, really. 

Not the point, however, Phainon had to blink to try to convince himself to stop looking at those golden flaked eyes of the man standing a few feet away from him. 

“What should I do during it?” Was the thrilling question Phainon managed to conjure up as he tilted his head to the side - feeling almost choked the more he considered it.

Mydei.

Mydei on his rut.

The alpha that had been saying he’s aggressive on his rut, was going to be on his.

Rut, rut, rut.. 

Mydei didn’t seem phased by the questions, instead shrugging his shoulders in a lazy motion; “You can try to help if you want.”

Try to help Mydei with his rut.. While he’s handcuffed and muzzled..?

Phainon wasn’t even sure that he would be able to keep himself from falling into a rut just by thinking of that picture perfect alpha being in that situation.. He had to swallow harshly to even try to will himself not to pop a boner - somewhat worried over the way Mydei wrinkled his nose slightly.

Probably able to smell Phainon’s growing arousal.. Embarrassing. 

Phainon couldn’t help but try to keep the topic rolling as he breathed heavily, all before clearing his  throat and giving a small innocent laugh; “Like.. With toys?”

“I’ll be handcuffing myself to the bed. You can probably just have sex with me if you want.” Mydei immediately informed him before turning his back on Phainon again, moving to instead open a box that he had left to the side of his bed. One that Phainon hadn’t rifled through due to you know.. Respecting his privacy and all that.

But those words.. Were..

Right .

Well.

That statement wasn’t doing much in terms of preserving Phainon’s sanity, that much was for certain..

“H..Huh?” Phainon finally eventually managed to say as he watched Mydei dig through that box, watching him apparently look for something in specific.

“It’s not like we haven’t before, just hold me down and have sex with me.” Mydei mumbled, and those words made Phainon instantly feel almost delirious.

Hold him down and have sex with him?

Hold him down?

Hold Mydei down?

Phainon didn’t know what he felt about that, really, not as he watched that alpha slowly find what he wanted; “That feels.. Wrong, in a way.” Phainon murmured, watching Mydei straighten himself out to place that muzzle on his dresser.

A thing that made Phainon find himself already heavily swallowing over, throat drier than it had ever been before as he sat nervously on Mydei’s bed. 

“Does it? I’m explicitly telling you to.” Mydei pointed out with a chuckle escaping him - a rare and melodious sound that Phainon almost found himself wanting to purr over it. Purr over the idea his mate was happy enough to laugh in such a free and light-hearted way..

But he had to try to grip onto the bed, anchoring himself down to acknowledge this is in fact a serious conversation between them. He shouldn’t start purring over how cute his mate is randomly.. 

“But you won’t like it at the moment.” Phainon tried to point out, feeling himself give a quiet sigh as he already could hear the growling that would be happening behind that muzzle - barred from speaking and telling Phainon to stop.

Another nightmare to add to his growing collection of nightmares with Mydei in specific, for some reason.

Mydei was completely oblivious to that fear however, only staring at Phainon; “Says who?”

Phainon had to blink at that.

Hard, and slow. Once and then twice.. And a third time just for good measure before he finally put together his thoughts into a really good sentence to express them easily..

“Uh..” 

“Right. Neither of us know, do we?” Mydei teased with a rather lop-sided smile, something that left Phainon’s mind reeling as he stared at it. A smiling Mydei.. And they lived together..

Had he died and gone to heaven?

Not the point, not the point..

“I guess not..” Phainon managed to say even as his eyes stared locked on those upturned lips - halfway wanting to put his own on top of them but now really wasn’t the time, “But what if you really hate it? I don’t want to take advantage of you, Mydei.”

Making sure Mydei was comfortable was his utmost concern - the haunting fear in the back of his mind of always wanting to make sure Mydei was fine. That Mydei wouldn’t try to run, wouldn’t try to push him away, wouldn’t change his mind.

Phainon just wanted to be the perfect alpha for him, no matter what. 

“We’re mates, aren’t we?”

Phainon perked up at that, almost beaming over the question as; “Yes!”

Only for Phainon to move his head and cough quietly into his own shoulder - face feeling hot over the way he had so instantly and greedily agreed to that; “Sorry, I was a little too excited to say yes to that. But uh, what I meant to say was: Yes, but I still care about your own comfort..”

It was true, after all.

Even if the idea Mydei was proposing to him made his head spin - he still wanted Mydei to be comfortable. How could he live with himself if later on he found out Mydei had been unhappy during his rut?

That he didn’t want to have sex with Phainon during it, but had the muzzle in his mouth?

Horrifying..

“Then help me on my rut and comfort me by holding me down and doing as you please.” Mydei fired back, much too easily to where Phainon felt like his head was going to spin.

Holding him down and doing as he pleased.

His own instincts were practically thrilled over the idea, but the way he had to keep thinking about it again and again. Was that really alright for him to do?

“That-”

“That would be comforting to me.” Mydei mumbled as he leaned onto his own dresser rather lazily - eyes staring Phainon down quite intently as he seemed to wait for Phainon to figure out what to say.

But Phainon found himself merely opening and closing his mouth repeatedly - a fish out of water as he even tried to keep processing it.

That was just.. 

“Doing.. As I pleased to you?” Phainon found himself echoing out, almost choking as he tried to figure out how to even talk about this matter. It felt insane. Really really insane to consider being allowed to do what he pleased with Mydei's body - using him however he wanted to try to satisfy the alpha’s rut.. 

Mydei, however, was quiet at that - eyes staring into blue before he looked away. And Phainon had to tilt his head over that, over the way Mydei’s jaw seemed to clench and a hand behind him nervously tapped at the dresser’s wood. 

“Sorry.”

That word made Phainon jerk his head back slightly - enough to give Mydei a wide eyed stare over it. What.. On earth was Mydei apologizing for while looking so.. Nervous and distraught? Phainon couldn’t help but feel anxious as he stared at the man - hoping that sweet scent didn’t strengthen. A sweet scent that was addicting - but a sign of Mydei’s own growing upsetment towards something.

Phainon wet his lips quickly before he quoted the man in such a clearly confused tone; “Sorry?”

Mydei’s eyes moved to him again - staring at him before creasing his brows together; “You don’t have to mess with me during my rut, just leave my room alone for a few days.”

“Leave your room alone?” Phainon immediately echoed, feeling so very confused as those words were said to him. Mess with him? 

Mydei didn’t betray any of his inner emotions as he slowly gave a shrug, something that made Phainon’s mind only spiral more; “I’ll handle my rut during that time.”

“You’ll..” Phainon tried to choke out, trying to understand the abrupt change in Mydei’s mindset, “You’ll handle your rut alone?”

Mydei didn’t seem phased by that, however, still just drumming his fingers on the dresser behind him in silence as he stared at Phainon blankly, “Yeah. It’ll be fine.”

He would be fine?

Suffering through his rut alone?

He now wanted to go through it alone? When Phainon also lived with him and.. 

“That’s..” Phainon tried to choke out, his eyes darting to that muzzle timidly - his mate was going to suffer through a rut on his own? Lock Phainon out and deal with his own struggles without Phainon?

Phainon wouldn’t even see Mydei for days during it?

“Don’t worry about it.”

Don’t worry about it.

Don’t worry about it?

“Wait, hold on now.” Phainon moved to stand up as he waved a hand in forfeit before Mydei, moving a step closer to try to understand Mydei - as if being able to smell him deeper would help his growing confusion at all? “You just were wanting me to do whatever I wanted to you during your rut to help, and now you want me to not even.. Open your door to check on you?”

Mydei studied him for a moment over that - rather obviously as he stared at Phainon, stared at the alpha that was getting much too close to him, “I was being too demanding.”

“Too.. Demanding?” Phainon echoed out, feeling more and more confused. Was Mydei assumed he was.. Uncomfortable helping with his rut? That Mydei was being pushy about this?

That Phainon didn’t want to help with his rut?

That weird haunting fear crept back into Phainon’s bones with the realization, only spurring him on to move a bit closer to Mydei. Towards the alpha that had fallen silent, and in a way, he mourned the fact that he could not accurately tell Mydei’s mood off his scent alone.

While he loved it so very dearly, he also.. Wished he could tell when it soured, when he was distraught - it all just smelled so good to him that he had to merely try to figure the alpha out from his words and actions alone. Not that it was annoying or anything, he just.. Wished he could do everything he couldn’t for Mydei. 

Even something as little as sweetening his own scent to try to calm the alpha - but that never had worked before. All the other times he tried, Mydei seemed even more displeased and on edge due to smelling it.

Thus, Phainon could only plead and whine to the man to try to understand him.

“Mydei, I’ll do whatever you want me to do.” Phainon told him, giving a small laugh as he said those words - again and again, “I’ve said that before, I think..”

He knew he had. 

He had begged and pleaded with this man before - but this wasn’t the same. This couldn’t be the same with how uncertain Mydei was looking - this was something else. A feeling of uncertainty, as if he was.. Thinking he was making Phainon uncomfortable again.

That he had pushed some boundary here, stating what he wanted during his rut.

“But now I really mean it. You said it just a few minutes ago didn’t you? We’re mates?” Phainon pointed out with a slow shake of his head, trying to wrap his mind around the way Mydei’s own mind worked, “I have to help you with your rut.. You’ve helped me plenty before with mine.”

Mydei clearly was trying to be caring.

He didn’t want to force Phainon into suffering through Mydei’s rut if he didn’t have to - probably due to the way Phainon was put off by the idea of Mydei not enjoying it while muzzled and handcuffed. But.. That also meant Mydei was willing to cut him off again, to lock another door on him and suffer alone for Phainon’s own sake.

Assuming that Phainon didn’t want to endure whatever Mydei was like on his rut, and would forever spend his ruts alone with a mate in the next room just allowing him to do such a thing..?

Yet again something Phainon didn’t want to happen - he shuffled his weight between his feet uncomfortably, trying his best to swallow down those mounting feelings.

“I’ll knot you as much as you want on your rut, okay?!”

Mydei jerked his head backwards at that - as if he had been physically assaulted before slowly closing his eyes, a heavy sigh escaping him; “.. Don’t frame it like I want to be knotted so badly.”

Phainon found himself grinning at that, grinning over the way Mydei seemed to be softly smiling - such a small thing. A fragile thing that was so very precious to Phainon.

Phainon couldn’t help but pry more - trying to get Mydei to talk about it any way he could; “Mm.. Does that make you feel embarrassed? Or does it anger your inner alpha?”

And if that was by edging Mydei into snarling at him, so be it.

Though, Mydei only stared at him for a moment before tilting his head to the side slowly - evidently in heavy thought on it.

“I don’t know.” 

Phainon felt his mind stall at that, the rut issue was still heavily weighing on him - but it’s not like he would actually allow Mydei to suffer alone through it, like hell would he.

But he didn't know if it mattered right now as Mydei spoke in such a flat tone - devoid of any deeper emotions that it made Phainon blink at him. Staring at the alpha who slowly shrugged his shoulders, “Truthfully, it’s getting harder to get a read on my own emotions as of late.”

“Huh?” Was a familiar and ever-so-intelligent reply that Phainon kept feeling drawn to lately as he stared at that beautiful alpha. 

“I feel like I’m having a ton of mood swings for some reason.” Mydei only continued, heaving out quite the loud exhale as he spoke those words.

Confusing words - really.

Mood swings?

“Really?” Phainon asked blankly, watching as Mydei moved - just a bit as he shifted his weight between his feet slowly, languidly almost. As if he was getting more nervous towards this topic as he stared into blue eyes over it. 

Mydei tutted, a loud noise before he moved past Phainon - and Phainon didn’t have to be told even once let alone twice to follow that alpha. Especially as his hair was still up; “Probably because of your stupid bite on my neck.”

That red bite mark - a scar of Phainon’s love and possessiveness towards Mydei for all to see. How was he supposed to not feel giddy every time Mydei spoiled him and let him see?!

“C’mon.. Don’t blame it! I didn’t even know it would stay!” Phainon energetically said, though, his eyes were focused wholly on it as he followed Mydei into the living room. Besides..

If he had known it would have stayed, he would have for sure been more romantic about the circumstances - or maybe even during his rut not have done such a thing.

“You also weren’t thinking clearly.”

Phainon nodded in agreement. 

He hadn’t been!

Didn’t mean he wasn’t any less happy to see that bite every time he got a chance! Besides..

“Mm.. But I still would bite and leave you one even now!” Phainon hummed out happily, watching as Mydei immediately entered their living room and took a seat.

Of course Phainon followed suit and flopped onto the couch beside him with a small noise of contentment escaping him - pressing his head into the plush of the couch lazily. Really, he didn’t have an eye for interior design, but the couch was at least soft, and that was something he could approve of easily.

“How thoughtful of you.” Mydei mumbled from the side of him, making Phainon crack a small smile over those words - still keeping his eyes closed as he relaxed fully.

“But really, should you see a doctor?”

Phainon blinked his eyes open at that - solely to give Mydei a strange look as he stared at the man already tapping away on his phone. For whatever reason that may be.

“For?” Phainon asked, mainly feeling a bit nosy towards this topic since you know, it was about him.

And he was pretty sure he felt fine. Unless Mydei knew something Phainon didn’t know?

Surely not.. They were together all the time though, if anyone knew something about him besides Phainon, it probably would be Mydei..

“To see.. You know..” Mydei continued, not even giving him a glance as he remained typing, and Phainon had half the mind to be nosy about that too.

To lean over and look at what his mate was so preoccupied with suddenly.. But he was being strong! And well-behaved! For once. 

“See what? I don’t ‘you know’ you know?” Phainon explained, leaning further even more to get Mydei’s attention - blinking as stunning golden eyes finally met his gaze before a brow raised slowly. So dreadfully languidly that Phainon almost felt like he was missing something.

Was it really that obvious something was wrong with him?!

“To.. See if you’re still actually just..” Mydei trailed off, just to clear his throat before clicking off his phone and tilting his head to the side as he stared at Phainon, “An alpha?”

Oh.

Oh.

What?

Phainon moved his head back just a tad, all before turning completely on his side to stare at Mydei on the couch - wide eyed in his confusion towards those words; “You’re implying I’m not?”

Phainon couldn’t help but continue on as he crossed his arms; “What if you're the one who has a different secondary gender? That sure is a mating bite of mine on your skin still..”

If anything, Mydei should be turning into an omega, shouldn’t he?

That was the most logical explanation with an alpha being knotted and enjoying it! His secondary gender would slowly morph to help with those desires of being bedded with an alpha who took control over his sexual intercourse!

Mydei looked wholly unimpressed however, even going as far to scoff before he shook his head slowly - almost disapprovingly before breathing out a small huff of laughter; “So? What if you’re the freak here?”

“Huh?” Phainon asked innocently. But Mydei only stared right back at him.

“Why am I the one with a secondary gender change happening? What if you just never were an alpha?”

Phainon couldn’t believe the words he was actually hearing right now; “There’s no way the girls actually sold you on the idea of me being an enigma, right?”

He really couldn’t believe Mydei of all people had actually given this some thought, as if it was possible. Phainon had kind of just assumed that Mydei was in denial over.. You know? Turning into an omega slowly through the times they had sex?

Not the whole ‘Phainon is an enigma’ narrative the girls were trying to brew up when they were bored enough to discuss Mydei’s bite mark..

“Super rare secondary gender, almost thought to be mythical,” Mydei nodded, eyes gleaming as he cut a glance to Phainon with a small huff of laughter being exhaled through his nose, “Yet.. I’m almost convinced one is scenting me on the daily possessively." 

Phainon couldn’t believe this at all as he stared at Mydei, jaw dropping slightly before he finally brewed up the main thing that came to mind over hearing that. 

“Dude.”

Mydei slowly closed his eyes at that, so painfully and dreadfully slow as he raised a hand up to his face - only to pinch the bridge of his nose and massage it, “Don’t call me dude. You’ve been inside me.”

Phainon huffed over that, a bit amused as he still tried to understand the reasoning here. It really made more sense that Mydei was turning into an omega and kept the bite, not that Phainon was.. Well..

“.. Mydeimos, I am not an enigma. They don’t exist!” Phainon pointed out with his thoughts, waving his hand lazily as he watched Mydei open his eyes to stare at him once more - so narrowed before he gave a quiet exhale.

“Mm.. But you have no emotions towards beta or omegas, and act like I’m an omega.” Mydei countered, voice much too stern and stoic for Phainon’s own liking.

That usually meant Mydei was hiding his real feelings, or worse.

He was going to win the argument. 

“Well, yeah..” Phainon agreed with a nod of his head…

“And you still refuse to consider that’s weird? Even though you’ve been that way since we first met?”

Well..

Yes, Mydei had always smelled like that - but maybe he was just always an omega deep down? Phainon didn’t know?! How was he supposed to know?

Sure, sure. He only smelled that way to Phainon but like..

Phainon coughed to clear his throat before uncrossing his arms to wave a hand idly, “You’re the one that’s also kind of into it! Isn’t that weird too?”

Phainon almost felt like he for some reason was the person in denial here now. If he was an enigma, wasn’t that like, super cool!? Why was he even being defensive? If anything, that just meant Mydei truly was his mate now, alpha or not..

That thought alone was enough to make those instincts within himself purr out of sheer possessiveness towards the fellow alpha.

… Allegedly, fellow alpha.

“Two alphas falling in love isn’t that weird in hindsight. I never thought it would happen to me, but-”

“You’re in love with me?” Phainon interrupted, feeling excited as he picked up on those words in specific - practically beaming as he grinned widely at Mydei. Taking note of the instant change in Mydei’s face - embarrassment, red, and so very cute..

Mydei took a moment to be studied by Phainon before sighing loudly yet again; “.. As I was saying, but your bite mark staying on me is beyond weird, Phainon. The one I gave to you is already healing, isn’t it?”

“Stop.. Don’t point it out..” Phainon immediately mumbled out, hand flying to that bite mark on his neck to rub at it lovingly - in heavy mourning every time he had to think about how it was fading from him, “I want another..”

Mydei chuckled over that, “Greedy thing. Regardless, this bite isn’t normal, Phainon.”

It wasn’t.

“I know..”

Phainon knew.

Of course he knew, by all logic, the man on the couch with him was an alpha. He shouldn’t have that bite on his neck still.. And yet Mydei did, claimed by Phainon for all of the world to see.

Why?

“Maybe I should take you to the vet.” Mydei muttered out - so quiet as he turned to face the correct direction again and turned on his phone.

Only.

Phainon found himself still staring at his mate, stunned at the change in topics abruptly. 

“The vet?”

“They would know what’s wrong with my dog more than a doctor.”

Oh. Okay, so.

So it wasn’t a change in topic.

He was just calling Phainon his pet.. That’s fine, Phainon was a little into that if he thought about it for more than twelve seconds at a time. After all, he did buy a collar for himself to please Mydei. Being called his pet dog was, well..

He was happy to be Mydei’s!

“Oh..” Phainon trailed off over his own thoughts, blinking at the way Mydei immediately tucked his phone away once more - growing more and more curious about what was attracting his attention from Phainon, “Okay, well.. Now what?”

“What do you mean? We relax for the rest of the night.” Mydei explained before moving to stretch with a yawn - hands above his head as he melted into the couch just a bit more. Wholly unaware of the way Phainon merely sat there admiring him. 

Mydei really was beautiful from head to toe - and Phainon always found his eyes trying to follow the lines of those tattoos that were mapped around Mydei’s body enchantingly. They didn’t move, yet Phainon felt like he hadn’t committed them to memory nearly enough.

Could he ever, though?

“Wow.” Phainon slowly muttered, copying Mydei to lean back into the couch lazily once more, “I feel like that doesn’t happen often in my life lately.”

Not that he was really complaining. The last time he had a lot of down time he felt like he was wilting and withering away into utter dust over Mydei rejecting him.  Acting like an alpha that had been rejected from his mate due to that neck on Mydei’s neck..

“I’m not an enigma, by the way.” Phainon found himself huffing out as his mind rolled back over to that bite once more - blinking at the ceiling blankly.

“You keep claiming that, yet I’m the one with a bite still on my neck.” Mydei fired back equally as blankly, and that only made Phainon huff a small laugh.

That was true, yet, Phainon could only give an unadulterated whine over it; “I wish your bite would stay on my neck as well..”

“You’ve already made that clear, yeah.” Mydei grumbled, moving slightly on the couch beside Phainon - as if he was growing uncomfortable,  “But unlike you, I’m not an enigma that can go around mating biting alphas.”

Enigma. 

“You’re ridiculous..” Phainon found himself muttering as his eyes darted back to the man at his left - staring over the way Mydei already was humming over that. 

Enigma..? 

“Am I? You’re the one in denial while I have a bite on my neck.”

An alpha that’s above other alphas - an alpha that can bite and mate with an alpha, no matter their biology. An enigma. 

Phainon didn’t think he was that, but he also.. Had no defense. 

Why was Mydei the only one that had ever smelled of anything like an omega to him, when the man from the start was always an alpha?

“And I love that bite on your neck..” Phainon said to him, doing his best to try to stay stoic - to not betray his own mounting confusion in this matter.

That bite..

“Uh-huh.” Mydei mumbled as golden eyes moved to focus on Phainon yet again, sunset eyes blazing in their brilliance. “Doesn’t change the fact that mine is fading from you, because I am a normal alpha. Unlike some people living in this home.”

Phainon couldn’t help but tighten his jaw, “You really doubt I’m an alpha?”

“I mean.. What else am I supposed to think, Phainon?”

Phainon’s mind spun over that, and he didn’t know.

Enigma was sounding more and more likely, was he supposed to have a better answer here?

Phainon choked out a chuckle, “That I’m uh.. Super cool and your soulmate?” 

Mydei gave him an odd look, an incredibly simple thing before he laughed softly, “I can think that while also thinking you’re not an alpha.”

“Wow, you think I’m super cool and your soulmate?” Phainon knew his own tail had to be wagging if it could while he asked that question, beaming over the way Mydei seemed to knit his brows together.

Yet there was something else dancing on Mydei’s own lips over the question raised by Phainon.. Something so very soft and precious to Phainon..

“Maybe, let’s slow down a little. I only just got you to stop wearing minion shirts.” Mydei growled at him, once again grabbing hold of Phainon’s shirt loosely - barely a threat with that thin smile on Mydei’s lips.

So taunting, and so very tempting for Phainon to lean in a press a kiss against them - but he would behave.

For now.

“ Touché. ”