Mae can't believe this is happening right now.

He knew his heat blockers were wearing off quicker than normal, but this is getting ridiculous. It wasn't even that long ago that he had run out of his heat blockers and had to rely on your control while you got him refills from the pharmacy for heaven's sake! Maybe a month or two! It all started when he caught a huff of your scent from your room, drawn in like a bee to honey as he found himself first in the middle of your room, then on top of your bed. He found himself buried in your sheets as he curled into the scent, letting out a noise of satisfaction before he recognized it.

It had to be heat, right? You were just his annoying alpha roommate. He barely tolerated you most days. And yeah, he'd grown to trust you maybe a bit more than the average alpha to not try to claim him or be generally irritating about his own scent, but you were still an alpha, through and through. No way he'd just seek out your scent because he found you… Comforting in some weird way. That's ridiculous! That's something his mom would do, and he's not his mom!

He groans into your blanket as he reaches into his pocket, trying to dig out the pocket pill bottle he started carrying around since the heat blocker incident. After a moment, he takes a breath, dry-swallowing one of the pills and sinking down onto the bed, just waiting for the heat from his skin and the irritating instincts that drew him here in the first place to ebb away like they usually do.

Except, well… They don't. After a solid 5 minutes in your bed, waiting for the pills to do their work, the warmth in his cheeks hasn't gone away at all. He isn't even in heat- he just- he- just- wants… You? His eyes widen in realization, before he hears your bedroom door open suddenly. He pops up like a spring, cheeks warm and body sitting tall like a mongoose under your surprise appearance.

Wild eyes stare at you under messy hair, as he barks out with a sharp, embarrassingly high-pitched voice “Not a word!”