"Why are you scared of loving?" Marielle asked, scaring Lars who was currently working on an arrangement of tulips.
"Whatever do you mean?" He asked back, gaining his composure once again. "Whoever said I was in love?"
"Well.. you've been acting off and I can tell, you're taking more pills aren't you?" Lars goes stiff at his sister's words, not knowing how to reply. He was an omega, but preferred to keep that fact hidden using suppressants and they had mostly done their job well for years, but ever since he'd met an alpha by the name of Arthur they'd seemed to have an increasingly lessening effect, and so he had tried doubling the doses to keep the odd feelings under control… they couldn't be love could they?
"Yes I have." He admits guiltily, hoping a shred of truth will keep Marielle off his back
"Why? Don't tell me you're doing it to try and suppress attraction to someone, it's not good for your health," Marielle lectures, though she places a comforting hand on her broer's shoulder "I've already told you hundreds of times, and I'm sure Henri's done the same.. we don't care if you find a mate or even if you're an omega. We love you either way you choose to live, but if it's harming your health that's where we draw the line."
"Absoluut niet, I just.. I just got more self conscious is all."
"Well, from now on I'm going to give you your pills myself, I won't allow you to ruin your health to resist whatever natural thing is going on." Marielle sighs, picking up the bottle "You know, people are starting to think I'm some sort of drug addict with the amount I'm buying for the both of us, getting yourself a mate will make it easier.. I just want to see you happy."
"Utter nonsense, I'm happy on my own."
Marielle's tight control on access to the suppressants he usually took had an odd effect on Lars over the following week, he found his brain to mouth filter loosening when around the same co-worker Arthur, as well as self control over not touching the other man waning, all because Marielle was too stubborn about his health! One fateful day, he found himself practically on autopilot, making a quick bouquet of flowers before walking to work, and handing them over to Arthur before anyone had the chance to see anything, a blush staining his cheeks.
"Hey.. I like you. Are you.. cool with that?"
"Oh? Are these your tulips? They're brilliant!" Arthur smiles, taking the bouquet gratefully "You know what's terribly funny? I like you too, why don't we meet for some tea later on?"
"W-well sure.." He stuttered, slightly stunned at how simple it was.
"Also.." Arthur leans in, pulling Lars down to whisper into his ear "I know you're an omega, your secret is safe with me love."