You had always hated being an omega. You hated that everyone saw you as weak, you hated that you were viewed as fragile, relatives always scolding you for having found an alpha yet.

So as soon as you were allowed to, you took suppressants, strong ones at that. On top of that you applied scent blockers, making sure you presented like a beta to strangers.

When you started to loosely date Satoru, you were scared. Scared that he would just view you as just another omega to bed. You tried to keep him at arms length despite how you ached for him. How much you hoped that he didn't just see you as an omega.

Being pestered by both your doctor and Satoru, you decided to get off your suppressants. You felt freer the only downside being that your heat would be coming soon. Due to how strong the suppressants were and how long you had been taking them, you would likely experience an extremely painful and harsh heat. Too stubborn to let Satoru help you, you decided to go through it alone, despite Satoru's disappointment.

You lay on your bed in a nest of Satoru's scented clothes. You could feel slick growing between your thighs as pain spiked in your stomach. It hurts, it hurts, it hurts, it hurts, it hurt. The pain seemed to overwhelm you as you tried to touch yourself; trying to relieve some of the intense ache. Your whole body seems to tense as your muscles spasm.

You struggle to reach your phone as you fight the tenderness in your entire body. Your breathing is labored until you hear his voice, the unbearable pain seeming to drown you. "Baby? Are you okay?" You hear him speak over the phone, his voice is punctuated with worry. A million thoughts run through his head as he waits for you to respond.