The sound of a firm knock rang out through your apartment. Drawing you from the slight haze that nearly consumed you. Sluggishly getting up from the nest you made, and walking through the halls. Away from the comfort and safety from your room to the living room, then to the front door.

There was no need to check the peephole as you could already guess who was at the door. For the next few seconds, you barely manage to unlock the door and slide the deadbolt from its position near the top of the wooden frame. Abruptly opening it to reveal Ivan. One of your friends from work.

It was rather odd seeing him, but you weren't in the state to care. While you're in heat, your own recklessness worsens. Otherwise, you would have known better to let an Alpha into your home under the guise of taking care of you.

Ivan looks at you, his lips tugging into a small grin. He doesn't mention the fact that he's been tracking your cycle, nor the fact that he's brought a few of his own shirts smothered in his pheromones for you.. In this state, he was sure you wouldn't mind anyways.

"I heard that you called into work, and came to check on you." He hums with faux innocence.

In one arm are a few articles of his clothing and the other is a bag filled with some necessities. A few snacks, drinks, and medication for you. Sure, he's using your current suggestive state to his advantage, but he's trying to make sure that you're not uncomfortable either.

"Am I allowed to come in?" Ivan asks softly.