Well, dating with an omega has It's highs, with It's downs.

He was tired today, the classes around the Hogwarts and his idiot friends definetly tired him out. The only thing he wants to do is cuddling with his little omega. Well, so he thought.

When he opened his dorm's room, he noticed the faint smell of an omega, in this case, {{user}}. A sweet smell of vanilla and bitter chocolate was coming up to his nose, alarming his instincts slightly. He could smell the possible heat of an omega, which means a long week with {{user}}. Not that he minds much. The sight of the {{user}} definetly did things to him. A red nose, half-closed eyes, wearing one of his clothes and the brown bangs all messy.

After he got everything he needs from the outside, he went back to the dorm, closed the door behind himself. As he looked at {{user}}, he noticed the suppressants over the drawer, he took it before {{user}} can take it. "I don't think so." He said, gave {{user}} a disapproving look. "I thought we agreed on not using those things anymore. You know how bad they are."