**Trigger Warning**

Okay, so I am preemptively posting this chapter because I have had a looooooong day at work and want to get a bit of the story out before I go to sleep. I can guarantee that there are spelling mistakes and I'll probably go back and edit a bit more of this tomorrow :)

For the lovely person that took the time to review the story (I can't reply cause you're a guest!) I've got some POVs for Tobio/Shoyo later on in the story, maybe 10ish chapters away :(

And we're finalllllllly getting into Keiji/Bokuto (there shall be smut, eventually)...but there won't be any Asahi/Nishinoyo. Nishinoya is one of my fav characters and I just don't have the heart to write about him from a POV (too scared that my image of him will change!)

Thanks so much for writing such lovely things :) it goes a long way.

Chapter Seven: Ice Cold Omega

Keiji~

Mondays were the worst. Back to back literature classes from 11:00am until 7:30pm with no time for so much as a lunch break. Keiji lightly scratched at the scent supressor patch on his shoulder, at least the weather was somewhat mild. He never did enjoy the blistering heat of late summer.

As usual, he went about his classes without any trouble. The Alphas on campus were known to whistle or holler at their Omega counterparts, but they rarely dared to do anything more aggressive during school hours- there was too much security lurking about. Although, the University's security was sometimes known to turn a blind eye away from violent acts, young Alpha students seemed to generally agree that it was not worth the risk. Moreover, Keiji was confident enough in his ability to supress his own scent that he didn't mind walking alongside them on campus, rather than skirting about in the shadows as most other Omegas did. It was a talent that he had developed after the incident...the only good thing that had come out of it. Well, Keiji thought to himself, that wasn't entirely true. It also allowed him to feel comfortable in signing up for evening classes- the stupid knotheads, as he liked to call them, didn't utilize their eyes and instead relied on their sense of smell to identify people.

As Keiji packed up his school work from the oaken desk in front of him, he glanced down at his blue wrist watch and noted the time. Nearly 8:30pm, his last class had run late and he had lost a lot of time going over his notes. After adjusting his headphones over his ears, he briskly walked down the now empty halls of the Humanities Building, his home away from home. As he rounded the last flight of stairs to the main floor, he was hit with a sudden, strong scent of Omega fear that nearly made him keel over in sickness. He shook his head and yanked his phone out of the front pocket of his dark jeans, adjusting the volume in an attempt to distract himself from the sickly sweet fragrance. It wasn't his problem...it really was not his problem, he repeated in mantra as he pushed on forward towards the front entrance of the building. However, as he neared the doors, he quickly found his legs frozen in place with one hand fixed on the brass handles of the exit. Images of Oikawa and Suga flickered across his mind, taunting him to take action. His nestmates would not have cared that the Omega in question was unknown to them, they were always unnecessarily reckless. Fuck, Keiji thought to himself with indignation, getting involved was going to be such a pain.

He stood stalled in place for a few more moments then let out a heavy sigh of frustration. Pulling off his headphones and stringing them around his neck, he briskly turned on his heels and retraced his steps, following the unhappy fragrance towards the back exit of the Humanities Building. Upon nearing the source of the upset, he noted two growling Alphas outside the copper doors and the smell of a very scared Omega, a female, penetrated his nostrils. He wished that other Omegas could reign in their scents as well as he could, but unfortunately, it was not an ability that could be taught- he had tried, and failed, many times with Shoyo.

Keiji gingerly dropped his brown rucksack on the marble floor beside the door and reached inside to pull out his silver bottle of Alpha spray. He was always rather lousy at fighting, he didn't have the experience that Oikawa retained, and he was certainly not as good at projecting a calm scent like Suga, but he did have one weapon in his arsenal- scent suppression. At the very least, he could find a way to use it in order to stand up against a couple of nasty Alphas to protect a fellow Omega. It's what they would do, he thought to himself before quietly slipping through the copper doors.

Upon entering the back laneway between the Humanities and Biology Buildings, Keiji quickly scanned the scene before him. A pair of Alphas stood a few metres away, cornering a very small, black haired girl against a brick wall. One of them, the larger of the pair with the more domineering scent, was roughly gripping the Omega's arm above her head while the other egged him on. He was pleased to find that the two knotheads were unable to smell his presence, good. If he could get close enough, perhaps he could incapacitate them with his spray, long enough for both he and the girl to make a clean getaway.

Keiji did his best to creep up on the scene from behind, paying extra care to ensure that his steps were as silent as possible. As he closed in of the smaller Alpha, his plan was interrupted- the small girl had noticed him in her line of sight and let out a squeal of renewed fear. Keiji clenched his jaw and inwardly cursed himself. He hadn't accounted for the her thinking that he was an Alpha...he certainly was lacking an Omega scent.

"Just a second buddy you can have her after we are-" the smaller alpha started, but quickly changed his tune when he glanced over his broad shoulder and noticed Keiji's small form. "You...wait, you're...are you an Omega? Man, the Alpha spray really gave you away. Bad luck," he continued with a nasty chuckled that made Keiji's skin perk up with goosebumps.

"Bad luck indeed," Keiji replied through clenched teeth. "I still got the spray, though."

"Aw...and here I was hoping that you came out here because you wanted a quick lay," the Alpha cooed, flashing a cheeky wink Keiji's way. "Oi, Sora. This one is mine."

"Yeah, he's all yours," the other Alpha, Sora, growled lazily over his shoulder before pushing his stocky body against the shaking girl pinned against him.

"Mmm, no thank you," Keiji barked loudly, unsure of where the new surge of confidence he was feeling came from. "I prefer that my Alphas have a more dominant scent than the pathetic ones that you guys are seeping."

"What did you say you little brat," the smaller Alpha hissed, taking a step towards him.

What did he say? Why on earth was he taunting them? He could very well have fled the scene and left the Omega to defend herself. Afterall, he didn't know her, but for some reason, he felt a growing need to protect her- to create an opening for her to escape unnoticed.

"Jesus, are you guys deaf too? I said that you both have the most pathetic scents I've ever smelled in my life. I thought you guys were Omegas!" Keiji continued to patronize the pair, hoping that his snarky words would be enough to pull the other Alpha's attention from the girl.

"You. Little. Slut. I will show you who the Omega is here," Sora snarled, promptly dropping the Omega from his grasp and lining himself up with his Alpha friend in opposition to him. Perfect, Keiji thought to himself and shot a knowing look at the girl. She briefly hesitated, then bolted from the scene without looking back.

Keiji stood his ground and held up his spray higher. He had been too focussed on creating an opening that he hadn't thought of his own escape plan.

Sora sniffed the air and smirked, "you don't even smell like an Omega...but now I can see it...in your build. You're so small. So fraaaaagile. I'm going to fuck you twice for helping that cute little Omega escape."

Keiji took a moment to assess the situation. The door to the Humanities Building was four metres behind him. Ahead of him was the back laneways of the campus buildings...not a good escape plan. Running back into the building was a better idea, even if it was empty, he knew its layout like the back of his hand- he spent more of his awake hours there than he had in the yellow house.

When the two Alphas began to creep forward, beginning their stalking formation, Keiji made his move. He heavily sprayed the air between he and his attackers, then threw the can with as much force as he could muster at the larger Alpha. Next, he sharply turned on his heels and shoved his way back through the coppers doors, hastily grabbed his knapsack, and bolted down the dark hallway. As he ran, he wrestled his bag over his narrow shoulders and beelined into the stairwell, jogging up the stairs two at a time. He could hear the heavy footsteps and panting of the Alphas on his tail, but he tuned them out. He needed to think. The roof had no exit...the fourth floor had ample rooms to hide...but did he really want to wait them out? It would be safer to flee to a more public place...the seventh floor...it had easy access to a fire escape...yes.

Bursting through the stairwell doors of the seventh floor, he slowed his pace when he passed the building's sole elevator and furiously pushed the button as a backup plan. As he rounded the northwest corner of the dark halls, the echoing calls of the two Alphas on his tail reached his ears. Keiji increased his pace, pushing his body to its limits, and led his followers in a rapid pursuit, doing his best to lose them in the connected hallways of the building. When at last he passed by the fire escape, he noticed that its access window was shut- opening it would shave too much time off of his precious lead. His heart didn't even have time to sink at the realization. Instead, his logical mind rang true, commanding him to resort back to his backup plan.

Keiji continued his sprint down the tiled corridor until he arrived back at the elevator. His timing had been perfect, it was the stroke of luck he needed. He rushed inside its red-carpeted confines, pushed the glowing 'M,' and then mashed his fingers against the 'close' button. Only when he saw the doors shut out the panting, snarling faces of his Alpha pursuers did he let out a sigh of relief.

As the pleasant elevator music rang out, he took a minute to compose himself. Although he was pleased that he had outsmarted the two knotheads with his convoluted plan, it quickly shifted to irritation when he noticed his own heavy musk of fear. Staying his shaking hands, Keiji wiped the sweat from his brow and adjusted his backpack over his tired shoulders. When at last the elevator let out an audible 'ding' and the doors opened to the main floor, he tentatively stepped out, first peaking around the metal corner at the long hallway to the building's entrance. No Alphas in sight...but they would not be far behind. The buggers were fast.

Keiji poured his remaining energy into one last sprint towards the exit, but was bowled over by a heavy body that knocked the wind out of him. Lady luck decided to only bless him once.

"Man, what a CHASE!" Sora snarled into his face after securing his position atop of his smaller form. The large Alpha quickly pinned his arms against the tiled floor and Keiji's face contorted with discomfort when he felt a hard cock grind against his upper thigh. "You almost had us for a second there, but we're both on the track team. Too bad Omegas can't join. You're fast."

"That is unfortunate," Keiji drawled, forcing himself to maintain eye contact. He was not going to give them the satisfaction of his fear and judging by their previous interactions with the female Omega, these two Alphas seemed to get off on it.

"I wonder if we can fit two knots inside him! He certainly deserves it," Keiji heard the other Alpha chime in from a few feet away.

Deserves it. For what? Running away? Standing up against their shitty actions? He rolled his eyes and gently leaned his head back against the marble tile of the floor, not longer wanting to look at his attacker. The world was such an unfair and ridiculous place.

"I couldn't agree more," Sora growled low and leaned in close to Keiji's face, this time baring white teeth that blasted him with putrid breath. "Look at me!" His attacker commanded as he roughly grabbed his face and slapped it, prompting disorienting stars to flicker across Keiji's tired mind. He didn't have the will to fight any longer- allowing his body to go limp with resignation. Fucking a lifeless corpse was him own, personal form of self defence. At the very least, it would give them less satisfaction.

As Sora clawed at his shirt, Keiji heard an unfamiliar growl ring out into the silent air, "I would get off of him if I were you."

His attacker paused, shifting his weight to glance over his shoulder at source of the new voice. "If you want to join in-"

"Get off him," the unknown Alpha snarled again, much more viciously than before, and released a dominant scent that made Keiji shiver.

"Hey man we just ran-"

"Last. Warning."

Sora sluggishly hoisted himself to his feet, as if he had forgotten that the exhausted Omega was even there, lying beneath him in defeat. Keiji briefly contemplated making a move to run, but his muscles were screaming at him to stay in place and his mind wanted more time to ascertain the situation. Who was this unknown Alpha? Was he hostile? Was he trying to dominate the others so that he could fuck him? As Keiji analyzed from his vulnerable position on the tile, the Alphas continued their spat.

Bokuto~

Bokuto was comfortably seated outside of the Humanities Building, attention fully absorbed with the video on his phone, when he smelled something...off. He tore his gaze from the flickering images and sniffed the air- an Omega? No, it was too mild, unlike any Omega he had ever smelled before, but the fear was definitely there...and that type of fear didn't come from Alphas. He shook his head and willed himself to ignore it, fingering the screen of his phone to rewind what he had missed. It wasn't until he heard a audible crash and a fresh wave of Alpha aggression that he decided to enter the building and check it out. He was always down for a good brawl.

Shoving his phone in his back pocket, and sending out a silent prayer that it wouldn't break during a fight, he hiked up the stone steps and entered the brick building. After his eyes adjusted, he noticed three figures half way down the long hall- one standing and two on the ground. However, the entangled pair didn't seem to be fighting...in fact, one of the Alphas, and he was absolutely certain that it was an Alpha, had another, smaller boy, pinned against the tile. Bokuto sniffed the air once again, but he couldn't ascertain what exactly the smaller figure was. His scent was...too confusing, fearful like an Omega but lacking the underlying fragrance of one. However, the owl haired Alpha did smell something that flared up his instincts, forcing them to claw into the forefront of his mind. The smaller figure had Daichi's scent. Not just Daichi's either, but Tobio's and Tanaka's as well. It was mild, but it was most definitely there.

Bokuto jogged towards the scene, growing angrier as the scent of his teammates became more prominent with every step. "I would get off of him if I were you," he barked, his snarls echoing down the bare hallway.

"If you want to join in-" the Alpha from the ground started, rearing his head back to face him, but Bokuto quickly interjected with another growl, baring his teeth. The Alphas were both weaklings, pitiful scents.

"Get off him."

"Hey man we just ran-"

"Last. Warning," Bokuto snarled, unconsciously releasing a powerful scent- he had lost his patience. He wanted the Alpha off of the other boy. Now.

He took a step forward and knocked the standing Alpha in the face, causing him to whimper in out in resignation. Immediately, the larger Alpha scrambled off of the boy paused, unsure of whether or not he should engage in combat with a large, more dominant Alpha. For a brief moment, Bokuto hoped that he would, two on one...they had the advantage...it would be a fun fight. However, his gaze flickered over to the frozen boy on the floor and his instincts roared inside his head. Protect.

"Leave. Now," he growled in a threatening tone, suddenly desiring to ensure that the smaller boy was okay.

"Fine, man," the larger Alpha said at last, eyeing him down with angry, narrow eyes. "Fuck him hard for us. He gave us a run for our money."

The owl let out one last possessive snarl as the two Alphas exited the building before turning his sights back to the confusing boy that remained. He hadn't made a move from his position on the tile...was he injured? More than that, Bokuto wondered what exactly the boy was- his scent was...well, there was no scent. Only a fleeting fragrance of fear and those of his teammates.

After a few silent moments, Bokuto took a hesitant step forward, "are you okay?"

"..."

As he cautiously closed the distance between them, Bokuto noticed that the closer he got, the smaller the boy looked. He wasn't very tall and his build was far too fragile for an Alpha. The owl craned his neck forward and sniffed the air, it was very subtle, but he could pick up on a fragrance of...metal and ice.

"Listen, I'm not going to fuck you so would you get up already?" He said sternly, growing tired of looking at the Omega's lifeless form. For reasons he had yet to understand, it made him feel incredibly guilty.

"Are you sure," came a monotone response that sent pangs of sympathy stabbing through Bokuto's heart. He had never felt anything towards Omegas, other than an instinct to fuck, but, the scene before him...seeing a couple over-eager Alphas aggressively take advantage of the boy caused his instincts to flare up with rage.

"Yes, I'm sure, Jeeesus!" Bokuto whined, shoving down an odd urge to release a protective growl. He ran a large hard through his black and silver hair in an attempt to alleviate stress and reiterated, "christ, will you get up already? I'm not going to do anything, I'll stay over here, okay?"

"Okay," the Omega lazily replied and sluggishly rose to his feet, adjusting his navy shirt over his small frame.

"Yo. Do you live with Daichi and Tobio?" The owl questioned, watching intently as the boy reached over to his backpack and began to shove its scattered contents back inside. He really was gorgeous- ivory skin, jet black hair, and narrow eyes. The sight of him was pleasing, but it was the smell, the mild icy fragrance, that really stirred something deep inside of Bokuto's gut.

"Yes," the Omega gave another monotone response that nearly made him flinch back from it's undertone of hostility.

"Ah, so that's why I could smell them on you."

"Probably."

"Sooooooo, who were those guys?" Bokuto couldn't help himself from asking, he wanted the Omega to tell him that he had known them. That they were all just messing around. That the entire ordeal was nothing to worry about.

"Some knotheads who had corned another girl out back."

Okay, Bokuto thought to himself in frustration, so it wasn't a friendly affair. Of course it wasn't. "Annnnnnnnnnd, why were they were chasing you?" He growled back, unhappy that the boy's response had shattered his unrealistic hopes.

"Because I stupidly decided to stand up to them," the boy drawled, swinging his backpack over his delicate shoulder and at long last, meeting his gaze. His gunmetal blue eyes, which held a deep sense of resolve, stalled Bokuto's breath in his throat.

"Good for you I guess…" he hurriedly replied, doing his best to prevent his angry scent from seeping out when he saw a nasty bruise on the boy's pale cheek.

He hadn't known that Omegas were jumped on campus, wasn't security supposed to prevent it from happening? Although, he had to admit that he didn't exactly have a lot of experience with them on campus. Most of the time he, like most Alphas, did their best to ignore them.

"Thanks for your help," the boy said quietly with feigned gratitude, averting his gaze in disinterest.

"Hey man I just saved-" Bokuto started to complain, but was immediately cut short.

"It was under control."

"I don't think-"

"It was under control," the Omega said again, snarkily over his shoulder as he walked out of the Humanities Building, shutting the door behind him.

Bokuto subconsciously followed, sniffing the air. Ice and metal...he wanted to smell more of it. Much more of it. "HEY!" He called down the steps, happy to see that the loudness of his voice had stalled the Omega in his tracks.

"What?" The boy asked without turning around and Bokuto couldn't help but admire how his small shoulders raised up in a sigh of frustration.

"I should probably walk you home, eh?"

"That's not necessary," came a salty reply and a subtle scent of irritation seeped into the air. Although he didn't like the bitter part of the fragrance, Bokuto did like that it was accompanied by the Omega's natural smell. So the boy did have emotion after all, Bokuto thought cheerfully to himself.

"Well, just to be sure, you never know!"

"Fine," the boy resigned and renewed his walk.

Bokuto hurried forward, jogging to catch up- the scentless Omega had caught his interest.

Keiji~

Keiji could feel the Alpha's curiosity radiating out from behind him. It was nearly all-consuming, not necessarily in scent, but in aura. The owl-looking boy had an intense energy that immensely draining.

"Would you reign that in, its exhausting," he called over his shoulder at his unwanted follower.

"Reign what in?!"

"Your scent. I can smell you analyzing me. Stop it."

"You can smell THAT?"

"Yes."

"Hey…" the Alpha chimed in again, changing the subject, "how come I can't smell you very well?"

Keiji ignored the shiver that ran up his spine when he heard the words 'very well.' Normally Alphas couldn't smell him at all. "What do you mean?" He questioned back, genuinely wanting to know the answer.

"Well, like...normally you can smell an Omega from ten...no, five feet away. With their scent supressor patches on. But, I have to be likeeeeee, two-ish feet away to smell your scent," the Alpha replied and, much to Keiji's irritation, sniffed the air near his head as he did so.

Keiji was disturbed by the response. Perhaps, today's events had disrupted his ability to handle his own scent? Yeah, that was definitely it, he thought to himself and let out a subtle puff of air.

"Do you have a new type of patch on or somethin'?" The Alpha asked, attempting to answer his own question.

"I'm good at reigning in my scent," Keiji replied after a few moments of contemplation. He had decided that he owed the owl boy at least a snippet of information in return for his help against the nasty Alphas. Plus, he could tell that the boy was asking out of genuine interest...a rare occurrence amongst Alphas.

"WOW! I didn't know you guys could do that!?" His follower exclaimed, running in front of him and eyeing him with yellow, owl-like eyes. Placing his large hands on Keiji's shoulders to stop him in place, his asked, "can you teach me how to do that!?"

Keiji brushed the Alpha's hands from his body in irritation, doing his absolute best to ignore the spark of energy he had felt from the touch.

"Why would an Alpha need to reign in their scent."

The owl let out a maniacal laughed and started walking once again, this time in front of him. Keiji couldn't help but admire the Alpha's broad shoulders working under his navy shirt with every stride. He cursed himself and shook his head, he was not about to fall for his 'savior.' It would be too cliche.

"I guess you're right. It was a stupid question~" The owl boy stated, still laughing at his own previous remark. "I just...haven't really thought about the inner workings of Omegas before now, I guess."

"It shows. Clearly you don't know a lot of things about us. Like the fact that it's rude to touch or smell us without consent," Keiji quipped back in a tone that held more anger than he really had. When the normally talkative Alpha remained silent, he furrowed his brows in confusion. "Are you pouting?" He asked, a combination of irritation and genuine concern in his voice.

"No…" The owl replied, his sour tone making it abundantly clear that he was indeed pouting.

Keiji suppressed a laugh, he was...amused. The Alpha was quite a character.

"You are pouting!" He drawled back saucily, feeling an overwhelming need to poke fun at the grumbling boy. However, there was something else. Something more important, and Keiji realized, shocking himself in the process, that he could playfully chirp the owl Alpha without fear of some sort of retaliation. The boy may pout at his snarky remarks, but he wouldn't attack.

"Keiji!" A familiar voice, Suga's, penetrated his thoughts. He hadn't even noticed that he and the Alpha had arrived at the yellow house. The walk had just slipped by.

He glanced towards the source of the sound and noticed his silver haired nestmate seated on the front steps of the porch next to Daichi. The two of them were definitely a pair now- if Keiji couldn't smell it, he could most certainly see it.

"Hey, Suga," he called to his Omega friend, granting him a lazy wave. He had to stifle a chuckle when he felt the owl boy jump beside him at the loudness of his voice.

"What happened to your face?" Daichi barked across the lawn, in more statement than question.

The fact that the level-headed Daichi showed concern for the entire flock amused Keiji. Suga had mentioned that some of the Alphas had begun to feel a new instinct, one that told them to protect the pack. The idea seemed preposterous to him until that very moment. A moment in which he watched the captain cross the lawn and roughly grab the owl boy by the front of his shirt. He was taken aback when he was suddenly hit with Daichi's scent...it was overwhelmingly protective. As he stood stunned on the sidewalk, the two Alphas snarled at each other with hostility.

Daichi had succumbed to his protective instincts for him...an Omega that he had no familial or friendly bond with. An Omega that he wasn't mated with! It was the most bizarre thing that Keiji had ever experienced. Perhaps, Suga wasn't blowing the 'protective' story out of proportion.

"Bokuto. Was. It. You." Daichi growled into the owl's surprised face, breaking Keiji out of his stupor. Bokuto, the Alpha who saved him...Bokuto.

Before Bokuto could respond, Asahi had burst through the front door and had crossed the lawn, placing himself next to Daichi. The bunned giant released his own snarl and defensive fragrance. Keiji's blue eyes widened in astonishment and he sniffed the air. The scents of the two Alphas were mixing together into something new. Something more powerful...protect pack?

Okay, now he was a believer.

When a third growl joined the fray, Keiji glanced back to the front yard and took in Hajime's form, positioned a few feet away. The snary Alpha stood on the grass, resolute, and added his own dominant scent into the melting pot. Another one? Keiji couldn't help but smile to himself, the minute this stupid conflict was settled, he would talk to Suga about this strange Alpha smell.

"Keijiiiiiiiiiiii~~ What happened to your face!" Oikawa called out to him from the porch before hopping over the railing with ease. Keiji couldn't even form a response, he was too busy with his internal analysis of the situation. He watched on with growing curiosity as Hajime immediately moved to stand in front of the chestnut haired boy. As Oikawa closed the gap between them, Hajime's snarls, and defensive fragrance, became increasingly more ferocious- making his possession of Oikawa known to Bokuto. Another pair that wasn't far from mating.

"Not. Me." Bokuto finally managed to say though gnashed teeth.

Keiji had forgotten that the owl boy was even there. He supposed that it would be right to come to the Alpha's defense- Bokuto had helped him out of a tough situation. If he did this, then they would be even and he could put the entire ordeal to bed.

"LIAR. You reek of HIS scent," Asahi roared back, but didn't take a step forward.

Keiji was grateful that the bunned Alpha was smart enough to know that the situation needed more explanation. He was the exact opposite of Nishinoya...that little spitfire would jump right into a brawl without thinking about the implications, Keiji thought with a small chuckle, the kid would be the absolute worst type of Alpha.

He sighed and finally stepped into the conflict, "it wasn't him. He helped me," he said, placing his hands on both Daichi and Bokuto's shoulders and releasing a tranquil scent to ease the situation. It was the first time he had allowed the Alphas to smell him, and hopefully, it would be the last. Allowing his scent to run free made him very nervous.

At his statement, Daichi released Bokuto from his grip and the owl promptly brushed off his white shirt, huffing out in frustration.

"Sorry..." The captain said sheepishly, his instincts rapidly dissipating, slowly clearing the thickness of the air.

"What was the proble-" Bokuto tried to respond but was interrupted by a very eager Oikawa who had bowled Hajime out of the way, much to his Alpha's annoyance, and grabbed Keiji into a full embrace.

"What happened!? Your face! It's all bruised!" The chestnut boy cried into him, gently rubbing Keiji's purple cheek with a thumb. Although Oikawa irritated him to no end, he was still grateful for their friendship.

"It's fine," he responded to the slender Omega and tried to pull out of his motherly grasp. "Oikawa, let go, it's fine! I just helped out this random Omega. She was cornered behind the Humanities Building by these disgusting guys..."

When the yellow house Alphas growled in unison at his words, Bokuto took a hesitant step back. Keiji knew that their anger wasn't directed at the owl, but at the situation- they were obviously unhappy that he had been in danger. The sheer concept of it filled his heart with a feeling of pleasure that he was unused to...he felt...safe.

"So noble~~" Oikawa increased his grasp around him and sang out into the air, ignoring the Alpha snarls.

"Oh my god. Stop," Keiji muttered into Oikawa's soft shirt, "you would have done the same thing."

Hajime let out a vicious snarl in response to his last statement, clearly displeased with Oikawa's tendency to throw himself into reckless situations. The Alpha was going to have to get used to it, that was all Oikawa ever did.

"Suga, I can smell you wanting to take Keiji for a scent reset. Why don't you and Oikawa take him upstairs to nest. We're all okay here," Daichi called out to his silver haired Omega standing on the lawn. Suga granted him with a beaming smile and Keiji couldn't help but to be impressed with the captain's ability to pinpoint his Omegas desires so readily. The two weren't even mated, in fact, they had only known each other for a few weeks.

"You heard him Keiji! Upstairs to the nest we go~~" Oikawa sang again, dragging Keiji's irritated form into the yellow safe house.