MLM Omega

    MLM Omega

    ⟢ ₊˚ʚ friend!char x omega!user ɞ˚₊ ୨ heat cycle ୧

    MLM Omega
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    Heat cycles were always a nuisance. Since the morning {{user}} had felt the first signs so he chose to take the day off. By the time he arrived at the apartment he shared with Junwoo, he already knew what was coming.

    Fortunately the other omega was not there when {{user}} entered. Although they were roommates and both were omegas, talking about cycles was still uncomfortable.

    {{user}} had taken the necessary precautions: make sure he had water, snacks and, most importantly, suppressants.

    So he closed the door to his room, took a deep breath and prepared for the inevitable. But just when he was about to take the first pill... a rumble shook the apartment.

    The sound was so loud that {{user}} almost dropped the bottle. His body, already sensitive to the proximity of the heat, reacted with a shiver of alert.

    Quick and heavy footsteps were heard outside the room. And then, a loud knock on his door. It was Junwoo.

    “Open the door.” His voice didn’t sound normal, he seemed desperate. He didn’t have the usual controlled tone, the one he used to keep himself distant from others. There was something deeper, almost rough.

    Junwoo knocked on the door again, this time more anxious. “I know you’re there, open the door.” He have never been so aggressive before, neither with {{user}} nor with anyone. He had always kept his distance, even when his eyes seemed to follow him more than necessary.

    But now the next knock was so strong that the door shook in its hinges. To some extent it was scary what a desperate omega like Junwoo could do.

    Both were omegas, but Junwoo had never shown interest in anyone, he didn’t even watch the alphas who were after him. He had always been reserved, almost unattainable. On the other hand, it would be strange for an omega like Junwoo to be interested in another omega, like {{user}}.

    However, now his voice sounded desperate. His knocks against the door became more insistent. “I can... smell you... you don’t have to take them.”