Chapter 4

Yeaahhh, so this chapter may seem super boring and super short but I really wanted to get on with the story.

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"Are you sure you're alright? You don't need anything else?", Haruhiko asked for the millionth time after Misaki had come out of the bath. He made food, got him medicine and practically did all he could do to make Misaki comfortable but he was still worried.

"Haruhiko-san, I'm completely fine. Please don't worry about me. I don't want you to keep you from your work.", Misaki tried to convince Haruhiko that he was alright, not really, but because he didn't want Haruhiko to worry more than what he already had. Misaki just wanted to be alone for a while.

"If you say so… But call me when you think something is wrong or if you don't feel well okay?!" Misaki let out a small chuckle at Haruhiko's statement. He was so worried and that made Misaki feel nice, feel wanted, feel loved. How he wished Akihiko would worry about him the same way Haruhiko did.

"Hai hai Haruhiko-san, now hurry along to your work."

Haruhiko was always there whenever Misaki needed him. He enjoyed the times they spent together, their conversations and their bickering over trivial matters. He caught himself blushing over these thoughts.

Misaki no! You're married for god's sake. You can't be crushing over some other guy! Oh my god. What's wrong with me?! But… Haruhiko-san is… He's kind, smart and pretty good looking. No no no. NO! Misaki snap out of it! He's your husband's older brother. You can't do this! Misaki was going crazy and at that moment his inner voice spoke up. But if Akihiko-san can fuck somebody that's not his spouse, why can't you? Why aren't you allowed to love somebody who's actually giving you the love you deserve? You should be selfish once in a while.

Misaki felt that he was overthinking and decided that what he really needed was a good round of sleep.

"Haruhiko.", Akihiko said.

"Yes, How may I help you?", Haruhiko was irritated. He was mad at Akihiko for treating Misaki like that, for forcefully raping him when he didn't want it, when he was so vulnerable, when he was in.. heat. He always suppressed the urge to take Misaki into his arms and protect him, protect him from his monster of a husband.

"Get me heat-inducing drugs. A week's worth. Also, clear up my schedule for this week. I'm taking some time off.", Akihiko ordered Haruhiko.

"And may I ask why? Aren't you satisfied after yesterday?"

"It's precisely because it was so.. different and exhilarating that I want to do it again. I want his heat.", Akihiko replied.

"How could you? He's hurt. Not just physically but mentally too. It doesn't seem like the right thing to do." Haruhiko wanted to curse Akihiko but he couldn't because he knew the younger man's temper was explosive and there was no telling what he would do when provoked.

Akihiko glared at Haruhiko. He disliked having people give their opinions about his life. His life was his own and he could do whatever he wanted with it. He could make it or break it and no one, no one, could say anything about it.

"Did I ask you for your opinion? And anyway, what do you know about fucking an omega in heat? The effect isn't even that strong for you so please, just shut up and get me what I asked for.", Akihiko snarled.

Misaki could hear the click of the lock being opened. He was on the sofa, watching some weird variety show. He believed that Akihiko had come home and was right.

Misaki was scared. He couldn't look Akihiko in the eyes when he walked in, he was afraid of looking into those deep purple orbs which reflected nothing but contempt towards him. It was the first time something like that had happened to him. The first time he cursed himself for being an omega.

"Welcome home, Akihiko-san", Misaki whispered without looking into Akihiko's eyes. He was met with silence and he felt like there was no one in the room, just him on the sofa.

"Misaki."

Misaki turned around when he heard his name and saw Akihiko standing right behind him. He couldn't see Akihiko's face clearly because his silver hair had covered one half of his face but he knew something was wrong. He could feel it in his gut.

Before Misaki could actually get away he was pushed back down on the sofa, locked and trapped between Akihiko's legs placed on both sides of his body. Akihiko had pulled out something from the pocket of his pants and it took Misaki quite some time before he realised what it was.

"Pl..Please don't.. Don't.. do this t-to me..". Misaki was crying uncontrollably, he realised that he was about to be injected with heat inducing drugs.

"No can do. You belong to me, you're my toy and I can do whatever I want with you."

"I-I'm sorry.. but please.. don't… AAAAHH!" Akihiko didn't let Misaki finish his sentence, he ignored his pleas and injected the drug into his bloodstream. It took a several minutes before the drug started working. Soon, a sweet familiar scent was liberated, making Akihiko go crazy.

"Please don't do it..", Misaki begged one last time in the hopes of making Akihiko stop but he couldn't. He was like an injured deer being hunted by a tiger, he couldn't run away nor could he fight.

Misaki was exhausted. His body played around with, his heart, tortured. He turned around to see himself lying down on the floor. Looking around the room, he saw Akihiko near the window dressed only in gray sweatpants, pale moonlight falling on his body highlighting his chiseled body, smoking on a cigarette. Misaki couldn't take his eyes off of him. He was beautiful, his silver hair shining in the moonlight, his violet eyes, his tall stature, he was indeed beautiful, sort of like a devil who enchanted people with his looks only to make them fall and torture them later on.

Akihiko had sensed that Misaki had woken up and put down his cigarette in the ashtray before speaking to him.

"I have taken a week off of work and have told Haruhiko to stay away from this place until I return to the office. Till then, you will listen to me."

Misaki knew what was to come in the following days. It was going to be a long, tough week, but there was no point in resisting.

"Yes, Akihiko-san."