So I don't often update the same story in a year which is a rarity for me, but I'm feeling creative lately
Jean hits his heat cycle and yearns for his mate but Eren stays away to protect him. They reconcile over the distance and promise to see each other again soon
Mikasa and Sasha share a tender moment
Jean gripped his sheets like a vice, his body curled tightly into a ball, gritting his teeth forcing his eyes closed. Hot tears spilling down his cheeks as the storm of passion raged through his system. God he loathed this part of himself, the innate nature which Alpha's mocked him for ever since he was born. The reason why his species was shunned and treated as bottom feeders as a species. But he endured it as best he could, forcing himself through it until it was all over. Every month he had to tolerate this feeling, every feeling he was weakened to his body's primal nature. His body reminding him of his destiny to mate, to breed and reproduce.
Biting his pillow, twisting himself into his bed, gnawing away from the inside out, his body craving to be filled. His skin felt like it was tingling, vibrating with sensitivity. His penis aching with the desire to be touched, no matter how many times he tried to satisfy himself his body yearned for his alpha. He couldn't repress it, he couldn't sustain it. no matter what he did nothing was ever enough to make it stop. He just had to wait for the feeling to pass and wait for his body to return to normal. He hated this feeling, loathed this feeling, knowing that he was forced to conceal himself into his flat. The danger he would face if he tried to leave the house, his scent alluring Alpha's to him like a bee to honey. Overwhelming nausea that plagued him when his medicine didn't work. Trapped in his bed until the fever passed and his heat had calmed itself so he could see his friends again.
He knew that his scent was intoxicating to any nearby Alpha, that some would even be ballsy enough to hunt him down and try their luck. Some would manipulate his trust for his own gain, something he would never allow. His friends would protect him with their lives to ensure his safety, hell if Eren heard of anyone attempting to lay a finger o him they were as good as dead. To remain guarded and isolated from others was best, it was selfish but it was for his own wellbeing when it all came down to it. He had called his boss to confirm he was sick and would need a week off, given his hard work and popularity with customers, his boss was of reasonably understanding. Jean was a good team leader and knew how to impress customers. He never skipped or missed a day of work without reason, he never missed a single class unless necessary. He was a diligent worker and student, which is why his Omega nature had to remain a secret. Omega's were seen as underachievers, the lower food chain and ultimately breeding tools of society. There would rarely be any Alpha who treated Omega's with respect or equally.
But he knew alone that he was in danger, that if he relied solely on himself he would only be at a higher risk. Of course his mother knew and called to make sure he was safe to ease her own anxieties. He was blessed with such a caring mother whom doted on him to the point he worried he would become spoiled. Causing him to feel guilty for being such an ass to her when he was younger. The day he learned he was an Omega and threw a tantrum, bitterly blaming her for the miserable life he would have to live. But she never hated him for it, she simply held him as he cried and apologized. Hoping he found people someday whom he could trust enough with the truth about himself.
Marco was the only person aside from Sasha to have a spare key at times like this. The only people who were immune to his heat cycle. They were never affected by his pheromones and simply pitied him, brought him medicine and made sure he was doing ok. They both knew Jean was at risk during these times and anyone could pick up his scent. They would always call and carried a key so Jean never had to go to the door. They couldn't risk Jean being attacked by a rogue alpha. They were responsible for him. He was so ashamed for them to see him in this pitiful state, how messed up he was, a slave to lust. Their eyes so gentle and understanding while everyone else looked upon him in silent judgement. He didn't deserve their kindness yet he craved it for, their support and loyalty. So he wouldn't be alone, so he would have people he could trust.
He grits his teeth, biting so hard into his lip he drew blood. His gut gnawing at him for intimacy, his body craving what he so desired with a burning passion. Trying in vain to push these thoughts from his mind. Wishing his mind wasn't so lustful, hating the fact that he was so aroused. That his pheromones poured through the room like pungent smoke, escaping from him unwillingly, attracting danger to him. Trying to calm himself down, trying to breathe, to think of something that would make him happy. His mind wandering to the vision of perfection that was his cute Alpha. The man who would become his mate, his life partner, his future husband.
He hated how weak he had become, that though he had tried to fight it, he had found himself bound to the Alpha. Though he tried to put up walls and guard himself, he had become involved with Eren. The part of himself he tried to not let be seduced, he had lost and knew that Eren had wormed himself in. His luminous green eyes that gleamed in the light like gems, his lightly tanned skin, his messy yet silky brown tousled hair, those light abs from his years of training. The tall yet lean form that made him so popular with their classmates. His empowering aura of an Alpha that pissed off Jean to no extent yet drew him in like a moth to a flame. Their primal connection that neither of them could deny any longer.
How he found himself staring at Eren's lips, craving Eren's kiss, wishing to be touched and praised repetitively. Wondering when he became so weak, at what point Eren was able to turn him into a mess so easily. Jean closed his eyes, forcing himself to accept that he had no alternative. He couldn't deny the overwhelming desire that was building inside of himself. There was no shame in what he was doing, yet he couldn't help but feel that way. Knowing what he was about to do. Reaching down his hands shakily to grasp his member, slowly moving his hands to stroke himself. Using the image of his alpha to ease the burning feeling inside of his body.
Marco tapped his pencil on his desk irritably, his thoughts focused on Jean despite the essay he was supposed to be working on. He knew Jean was due to be in heat, the suffering he would be enduring right now. He hated being so helpless, as supportive as he could be as a best friend, being born a Beta his full understanding of the suffering Omega's endured was alien to him. The special connection between fated pairs was something he could never understand and was somewhat jealous of that fact. But the relationship formed between a Beta female and Alpha female gave him hope, Sasha and Mikasa went against the norms of bonds and fell in love. Many people looked down on them, but they loved each other. Watching them gave him hope that he would find a love for himself someday, he could find someone.
Of all the things Jean hated about his Omega nature, he was the most ashamed of his heat cycle. He hated that he had to succumb to such natural feelings, given this was what Omega were shamed the most for. People pushed Omega's around, endured sexual harassment and being attacked on a daily basis due to bullying. He couldn't imagine how that must feel like, for people to hate and manipulate you for an identity you were born with. Jean couldn't help his nature, he couldn't help his identity. He had plenty of medicine, but nobody could deny that repressing your heat was impossible. His pheromones would be flowing from him in waves, notifying any nearby Alpha of an Omega in heat. He always dropped by Jean to make sure he was doing ok, that he wasn't too sick and took his medicine. He was never fazed by Jean's heat being a Beta but still pitied him. Maybe he could bring Sasha too to help. Though Beta's were seen as average in society and below Alphas yet above Omega's. The inbetweeners of the species and most often forced to work as servants to Alphas. He loved Jean dearly, he was his best friend and he hated seeing him suffer, he was the kindest human being he knew. He would do anything for the guy, but even his influence as a Beta was limited.
"Marco, are you feeling ok? You've been hunched over your desk and grumbling for some time?" Mikasa asked tenderly. She could see something was seriously bothering him. He was her friend, she understood his feelings on protecting people you loved from harm. But he didn't need to shoulder his burdens alone, after meeting Sasha she had come to understand this. Whatever was plaguing him, she would do what she could to ease his pain. She knew people assumed she was apathetic due to her appearance, but she was anything but.
Marco averted his gaze to Mikasa, he had often admired her as an Alpha which was rare for him. Despite her coming from a long line of purebloods, she never boasted about that or used her status to her advantage. She was modest, fair and kind, but used her powers of influence to better those around her. Her uncle had raised her well and her childhood hardships had made gentle. She was an admirable woman and deserved the respect she earned from others. She was a loyal friend and never abandoned those in need. Marco sighed heavily, sometimes her perception was frightening "Gomen, Mikasa. I'm just troubled by Jean. He… it's his…" he trailed off.
Mikasa softened, she knew the heat was a difficult time for Omega's, many despicable Alpha's took advantage of this and had cruelly abused many Omega. Of course, Marco would be concerned as his best friend's wellbeing. She placed a hand on Marco's shoulder supportively, "Have you contacted him? I know you and Sasha often visit him during this time" she questioned. They were loyal and kind friends to Jean and he was truly blessed to have them. She wished she could do more, but she knew she would be influenced by his pheromones during his heat. She would never forgive herself if she laid a hand on Jean, so she kept her distance for his sake. She respected him too much to endanger either of them. She knew Eren would be worried out of his mind, driving himself mental due to missing Jean and having to stay away from him. He had worked hard to earn Jean's affections and now during such a crucial time he had to force himself to stay apart. But he was a strong person and he would get through this. Jean would appreciate his gesture and it would bring them closer.
Marco nodded, he could only due so much as Jean wouldn't be able to contact him much "I've texted but he hasn't responded. I need to visit him but I can't just abandon class. He knows not to open the door due to me and Sasha owning a key. But there's always that danger…" he trails off. He couldn't help but allow his mind to consider a worst case scenario. He needed to protect Jean, he had promised his mother he would act as his guard dog in her place when they attended college.
Mikasa squeezed his shoulder slightly "Marco. He's dealt with this situation many times before. He's hidden his status so well until now. I'm sure he will remain hidden, he'd know if you or Sasha were coming, you would text and own a key. He won't answer the door unless it's you" she reassured him. If anyone laid a hand on Jean they would rue the day, she and Eren would make sure they paid dearly for such a deplorable act. To touch another Alpha's mate was a highly shamed act indeed. Marco shifted, he knew she was correct and Jean was far from being an idiot. He had kept himself guarded until now and knew how to protect himself. But part of him would never stop panicking of the danger.
Eren tapped his fingers against his lap, the image of Jean locked away in his home, oozing pheromones and calling out to him. His hands clenched into tightly gripped fists, his teeth gnawing into his lips enough to draw blood. His green eyes bright and predatory, growling lowly under his breath. His body calling out for his mate, the desire to touch him, to taste him, burning deep in his belly. His affections for Jean as well as his protective nature as an Alpha over his mate were swirling around inside of him. He had marked Jean, finally managed to go on a date and bond with him. But there were still limits to their relationship. Their relationship was still new, figuring out where they stood, what their feelings for each other meant. They had hated each other for so long, then become tolerated allies thereafter. Now they were mates, they were soulmates in every kind of way. They couldn't escape their fate, nor could they ignore it. But he would never force Jean out of his comfort zone, respecting his feelings.
But this was by far the hardest trial they had faced yet, though this would become a common occurrence, getting through it was a frustrating time. Though he had been forwardly seductive and flirtatious with Jean, they were yet to have sex. He yearned to taste Jean, to fill him up and impregnate him with their child. To bite every inch of his skin, so he never forgot the feeling of him on his skin. He yearned to drive Jean crazy so he never forgot the feeling of his body. However, out of respect for himself and Jean, he was holding himself back to prove himself. They were both in college, for one thing, they had their future to consider and work for. He wanted their relationship to be loving, tender and affectionate, to have a marriage based on romance and trust. Not control and manipulation like so many others. One day they would have babies, they would live together and the life Eren and Jean both yearned for and dreamed of. But those things could wait, they could build up to them. "I want my Omega, I want my mate. I want to impregnate my omega!" his internal voice screamed furiously.
Eren's eyes filled with silent fury, slamming his hand against the wall abruptly. The wall cracking under his fist, a screaming ache running through his hand but he barely noticed it. His breath low and heavy, panting like a wild beast hunting down its prey. His body trembling as he fought to maintain his self-control and not hunt down Jean like his instinct wanted him to. He barely noticed overlookers staring and whispering about his display, wondering what or who had angered an Alpha to this degree. Knowing full well to avoid him while in this state. "Damn it Jean" he growled. He was ingrained into his very soul, driving him insane with desire. Desperate to embrace his omega and claim him as his own, as his rightful mate.
Eren paced down the hall, barely noticing the graze to his hand or the slight trickle of blood dripping down his fingers from his knuckles, lightly staining the floor with drips of blood. He needed some air, he needed to speak to someone, anything to distract his mind from the thoughts running around in his head. When it came to Jean, every other little thing became miniscule, they no longer existed to him, everything else just faded away into the background. Jean was a priority and nothing else would get in the way of that.
"EREN!" a panicked voice yelled. She could see the look in his eyes, an all too familiar look Alpha's wore when they picked up the scent of an Omega in heat. She prayed he hadn't done anything he would regret. She knew he was riled up, his blood boiling like fire in his veins, all he wanted was to breed. But he wasn't thinking clearly, his rationality was clouded and his common sense was dulled. She knew the struggle to fight against yourself but it was for his own good, he wasn't coupled thus he would still respond to other Omega's and he would hunger for his mate like a wild beast. Eren snapped his head up, his eyes seeking out the sound of the voice calling for him. He caught the form of someone running towards him, calming himself when he realised it was Mikasa. Her black eyes were frantic and concerned, as a fellow Alpha she could pick up when he was allured by pheromones. She gripped his arm, holding him in place with her inhuman strength. "Eren, talk to me" she demanded sharply. She wouldn't him let do something foolish he would later regret.
Eren growled, but breathed slowly, trying to calm his mood given his current state. He knew she had reason to worry, ever since they were born their parents warned them of the power Omega's would have over them. But he refused to become an animal, blind to his lust and hunting down Omega like prey "I didn't do anything" he replied. Snapping his gaze to lock eyes with her shiny black orbs "I didn't touch him, Mikasa" he growled. He didn't want Jean to fear him, he didn't want him to be obedient or subservient, he wanted him to love him on his own terms. He refused to be the monster that society had made his kind into.
Mikasa relaxed but didn't release the grip on his arm, he wasn't thinking clearly and was capable of any stupid mistake. She noted the trickle of red running down his hand, assuming he had gotten into a fight due to his temper. Wishing she had known sooner so she could have made him see common sense "What happened, you're bleeding" she comforted. Given her uncle's influence, he had taught her to dress her own wounds should she find herself in danger, it was nowhere near as clean as what Eren's father was capable of, but it would hold until he got home and was able to patch himself up properly.
Eren fought to get the words out, his breath raspy and filled with desire "I got worked up, my body…. It… craves him" he mumbled. He was searching for Jean, hunting him down, his body wouldn't rest until it found him. He felt like he was going mad, his brain felt like a scrambled mess of hunger and frustration. He could tear his hair out wishing for a moment of peace. He hated what pheromones did to him when Omega were in heat, it was like a spell had been cast on him, stripping him of all control and senses, aside from his most primal needs. But he fought against them, even if other Alpha's mocked him for being weak or acting softly towards his mate.
Mikasa blinked, aware Jean was in heat and naturally Eren would react to this. Seeking out his mate to produce a child together, but Eren was fighting back his desires out of respect for his mate's feelings. She was proud of him for being so mature. The urge to produce offspring, the urge to continue your bloodline, every fibre of their DNA forcing them to hunt down Omega like a wild fox in the woods. She softened, approaching him to wrap her free arm around his neck. Trying to comfort him as best as she could, despite being a fellow Alpha she could no longer understand these feelings due to having solidified her mate. Once you had forged the eternal bond with your mate, once you had entrusted yourself to your partner and solidified the relationship, you were no longer fazed by other Omega. You became aware of the pheromones, you became aware of their scent, but you were no longer driven crazy by their effect. You gained self control and were no longer allured to them. "Gomen Eren, you must be struggling. I know you want to see him, but right now your relationship is too fragile. You have to stay away for now" she explained. Eren had been an ass when he first made it clear he was interested in Jean and knew of his Omega nature. He went out of his way to tease and frustrate him, like a toy whom couldn't escape his control. Using playground methods to get his crush to understand his affections, which obviously went wrong. Causing Eren to show his vulnerable side and prove he cared about his mate. Now Jean was isolating himself for protection and Eren just had to accept it.
Eren eased his head on her shoulder, as always she was right. Mikasa spoke her natural wisdom to him, easing his soul and the fire inside of him. It was just so difficult, fighting against the instinct that craved Jean so much. He rested his head on her shoulder wearily "I just miss him so much Mikasa" he mumbled. He wished he could see him right now, even for just a moment.
"Are you visiting Jean? I hope he's doing ok, I know how rough these couple of days get for him" Sasha pestered. She hoped he wouldn't be in too rough a state later on. Being born a lower class of Beta, she couldn't understand the heat cycles nor the bond between fated lovers. She was a commoner and a freak of nature to other species. She had to fight to prove herself and earn respect while acting subservient. But she loved her friends and family dearly, willing to stand up to any Alpha whom tried to hurt those she loved. Status or not, abuse of authority was despicable and she would never let anyone get away with such fiendish actions. Even if it branded her an enemy of other Alpha. Mikasa knew Sasha carried a strong heart, she was resilient, smart and fun loving but that was what Mikasa loved about her. She betrayed her destiny of marrying another pedigree Alpha or finding an Omega to breed with. So she followed her heart and chose Sasha despite the shame that people threw at them.
"Ever since we were in high school, his heat cycles have been brutal. I remember how many days he used to miss because of it. His mum was so protective she refused to let him leave the house for anything" Marco joked. His mother had long since blamed herself for her sons cursed life as an Omega, being a Beta and birthing him to a life of suffering. Causing her to become fiercely protective of him even after he moved to college leaving home behind. Upon Marco, Sasha and Connie learning he was an Omega she made them swear to keep it a secret. To never tell anyone so he could have an easier life which they had promised. Jean's father had been ashamed of the fact he had produced an Omega while living as a Beta his whole life, that he would never live anything but a poor and average life. Verbally abusing Jean for being so weak and mocking the bullying he endured as a child. Later divorcing his wife to leave her to raise their son alone and cutting all ties to his family.
"I thought since Eren bit him they would lay off for a while?" Sasha asked. She didn't understand how these relationships worked. Society already looked strangely at her relationship with Mikasa on account of her being a Beta and her mate an Alpha. All she knew was her best friend needed her help, that he was weak and would rely on them until he was at full strength. Right now anyone could get their hands on him and that was something she would never allow. She knew Eren could be a pushy dickhead but he had a big heart deep down. If he really cared about Jean, he would do anything for his well being.
Marco sighed impatiently "The bite would ease his pheromones for a while and scare off other Alpha's, but once it wears off the effects do. He's back to his lifetime monthly suffering until he and Eren are mated" he muttered. God he felt so helpless at times like these, he couldn't do anything to ease Jean's stresses. He could only make sure he was safe, took his medicine and didn't come to harm. Only supporting him from a distance until he could see his Alpha again. Jean was bedridden and alone until this subsided and it was safe for him to go back into public. Hell, the whole reason he learned how to fight was for self defence in case he was ever in danger.
"Are you guys visiting Jean?" a familiar voice asked abruptly. They were his strongest connection to his mate until he could see him in person again. They could communicate his well being to him and make sure he was safe. Marco snapped his head up in shock to see Mikasa and Eren standing nearby. Mikasa was guarding him protectively, her eyes sharp and calm. He could tell from her body language that something was wrong and she was keeping him calm. Whenever Eren acted recklessly or was going to make a brash decision, Mikasa was always the one to talk him down and make him see sense. She had a control over Eren that not many people could replicate or understand, but they sure as hell respected it.
Sasha bolted from her seat immediately, sensing the tension in the air. She rushed to Mikasa's side in a heartbeat, cupping her hands on Mikasa's cheeks affectionately. Nuzzling their foreheads together affectionately. Mikasa smiled softly, raising her hands silently to place them over Sasha's, pressing her forehead against the brunettes. Closing her eyes and breathing in her lover's scent. Her body language was immediately calmer and gentle. It was amazing the effect Sasha had on her. This Beta, someone who was seen as average, a commoner and a joke by Alpha, average in every sense of the world. Had seduced an Alpha to a level of lovestruck that she had bonded with her. Chosen Sasha as her future wife, lover and mother of her child. She was a special woman indeed to have swayed the heart of such a powerful Alpha indeed. The gentle look of adoring love in Mikasa's eyes, the way she whispered sweet words into Sasha's ear. How her pale cheeks flushed with colour, the tender yet possessive way she kept Sasha close to her at all times. Daring anyone to touch her mate in case they sought to get their ass kicked. Mikasa glowed with a level of pride that couldn't be matched and despite their mockery, anyone could see they were made for each other.
Eren blushed at the mushy gesture but a fond smile appeared on his face, he had long since accepted Sasha as his future sister in law. Defending his family against anyone who spoke badly of Mikasa's relationship with the brunette girl. He averted his gaze to look Marco in the eye, his eyes gleaming with concern. "Jean, is he ok?" he asked impatiently. He was long since adapted to dealing with his own problems, but he couldn't do this alone. He needed their friends to help him when it came to Jean and Marco was one of the people Jean trusted more than anyone else.
Marco nodded "He's fine, albeit suffering badly from his heat cycle. We just wondered how your bite would affect him since you've marked him. How this changes things" he explained. Now that Eren had honed in on Jean, made his interest known, stated that he would breed and mate with him. This changed their whole dynamic and there were expectations that Jean would have to follow through with, this was something that couldn't be avoided. No matter his personal feelings.
Eren sighed, running a hand through his hair "The mark means no other alpha is going to be cocky enough to touch my Omega. Not unless they want to die. It would ease his heat so he would give off fewer pheromones, but he'd still get his heat cycles every month. But once the bite heals, the effects wear off" he explained. He knew he couldn't always protect Jean, he was too independent and self reliant. He was adapted to standing up for himself and relying on those close to him, not someone who was previously his enemy. He would fight against his destiny until he had no option but to accept his fate and begrudgingly live alongside Eren as his lover and mate. Marco gave a surprised look, Eren was seriously protective over Jean and went all out on keeping him safe. He tried to seduce him and form a meaningful bond with him before they were mated. This proved Eren had romantic feelings for Eren even before their status as mates.
"Can we do anything to help? I will no longer be affected by his pheromones due to my mating with Sasha. But… if he feels safer without us there, I can understand this. But I want to support you, I want to support you all" Mikasa begged obstinately. She would make sure no Alpha hounded his home unless they wanted to fight her and suffer for it. She would keep watch outside his house, she would stay with him alongside Sasha until he was better. Whatever it took to make sure he was taken care of.
"Jean, he was bullied for being an Omega so much as a kid. He's afraid of being harassed and bullied. In his weakened state, he can't protect himself and he feels ashamed for it. We only go to make sure he keeps his medicine and keep him company. But, we don't bond again till he's recovered from his heat" Marco explained. It was difficult for anyone to love themselves when for years they had portrayed themselves in such a negative way. Like they were anything more than the pitiful wastes that society mocked them as. Desperate for the love and affection from Alpha's to give them meaning in the world.
A pained look flashed across Eren's face, Jean had suffered so much because of his identity and that hurt him. His kind had shamed Omega's for years and Jean had come to hate himself for it. But he loved Jean, he loved his mate and he loved him as a person. He pulled out his phone, scrolling so fast his eyes hurt, before flicking across Jean's name in his contacts. He knew this was risky but he just needed to hear his voice, he needed to hear him. The phone dial buzzed in his ear, begging and praying that Jean picked up. That he didn't ignore him.
"E…. Eren…." Jean whimpered down the phone.
"Jean, baby it's me. Marco told me what's happening, are you safe?!" Eren demanded. He felt sick at the thought of Jean being in danger, of someone sniffing around and trying to gain his trust then pounce on him. Jean was so sweet but so blind to danger, listening to his gut instinct and yet carrying a weakness he could never ignore.
He heard Jean shiver down the phone, fighting back how good it felt to hear his Omega make these sounds. Reflecting on the day they would happen for real, being able to drive Jean to a point of ecstasy, over and over "I… I miss you Eren… I…. I need you…" Jean panted.
Eren bit his lip, his teeth digging into his lip. God how happy those words made him, but he knew Jean didn't mean it. He was in heat, he was following his instinct, blind to passion. He wanted Jean to yearn for him when he wasn't in heat, of his own will. To respond to him when he wasn't blinded by instinct. He wanted them to be connected without Jean's heat was yearning for him to breed. "I miss you too baby, Marco and Sasha are going to visit later and check up on you. But when you are all better, we can go on another date again. Just me and you. Yeah?" he soothed. He knew this was difficult, god he wanted Jean so badly. But it was better this way, better for them both to stay away.
"Jerk…. Tease…" Jean muttered. God, he sounded so cute.
"You can yell at me all you want when this is over. I can take it" Eren teased. He would spoil him rotten until he was so selfish he couldn't live without him. He then hung up, still looking hurt. Gripping his phone like a vice, his face flushed as red as a tomato, trying to control his breathing, his gaze intense with longing.
Marco stared at Eren in awe, even though hearing each other's voices would rile the other up. They had risked it and still spoken to each other, despite how difficult it would be. He knew Jean would be relieved to hear his Alpha's voice but he would yearn for his affection and his company, instinctively seeking his mate's love. "Eren, you doing ok?" he asked apprehensively. He respected Eren, as friend and as his best friend's mate, but if he hurt him he wouldn't hesitate to kick his ass.
Eren bit back a laugh, groaning under his breath, god that was harder than believed it would be. He could feel his body burning just from hearing Jean's voice. Wishing he could touch him. He knew his mother would scold him later and his father would have a long conversation with his stubbornness and idiocy, he was prepared to hear it. But it had been worth it, for a single moment he had truly felt like Jean was by his side. Within his reach, so close he could breathe in the soft musk of his skin. "God, I must be turning into a masochist" he scoffed.
"You did well Eren, that must have been difficult for you. I'm proud of you" Mikasa praised. He had forced himself to stay away from Jean for his well being. But he had called his mate to comfort them both, despite the hardship it would cause. Knowing Eren wouldn't be able to keep his hands to himself when Jean was able to show himself in person again.
Sasha smiled, snuggling up to Mikasa "Mm, Jean will be really happy about it. He'll be daydreaming about it all week, we'll have to tease him about it" Sasha giggled. Despite the tough guy he pretended to be, he was actually softer than he let on. A hardcore romantic at heart who dreamed about love and romance.
Jean shivered in delight, gasping for air as he buried his face bashfully into his pillows. Burying himself into his sheets as a protective cocoon, his face flushed with embarrassment. Wondering if he had imagined the phone call in a haze of fantasy as his longing drove him insane with loneliness, that phone call wasn't something he was expecting, but it had been the most amazing surprise. Somehow, Eren always knew how to comfort him when he was at his lowest and bring him back up again. Hearing Eren's voice, his alpha's voice after his mind had been flooded with him all day. It was like a dream come true, easing and comforting every part of him. God how he missed Eren, his touch, his fingers intertwined with his own. His soft voice, his loving kisses, that cheeky smirk that always danced on his lips. His green eyes that reminded him of jewels that watched him like a hawk. So full of loving endearment and pure animal want. "Damn it, Damn it all Eren…." He growled. He had gotten hard again from hearing Eren's voice. God, he hoped that the second date would happen, he missed his Alpha so much.
"Do you want to stay over at mine tonight? My uncle won't mind" Mikasa hummed, her head rested comfortably on Sasha's shoulder as she leaned on her from behind. She longed for the moments like these, when she could be selfish with no repercussions or intrusions to say otherwise. She could openly show her love for her mate and be as possessive and needy as she wished. Her body rested against the brunette Beta's body softly, breathing in her soothing scent. Sometimes she wished she could just away and hide somewhere secret where nobody else could find them.
Sasha blushed, she had been so busy studying lately they hadn't spent much time with Mikasa. She felt so bad for neglecting her even though Mikasa had been so understanding. She had her essays to consider and a couple of her Alpha classmates had been bullying her lately, mocking her relationship with Mikasa and her being average in the class despite her hard work. Picking apart her insecurities piece by piece, though she tried to ignore them and push aside their pettiness, their words still stung. "I'm sorry, I've made you so lonely. I never wanted you to feel that way" she apologized.
Mikasa tightened her grip around Sasha's waist protectively, her black eyes hard and fierce. "Never apologize for being responsible Sasha. You care, that's not a bad thing" she chided. She knew Sasha had low self-esteem due to bullying and harassment for her appearance, klutziness and identity as a Beta. Having to prove she was more than average to everyone. People mocking her for being chosen by an Alpha of a higher breed, for the fact that she was force mated with someone opposite to her. The fact that she was plain and ordinary with a beauty like Mikasa. People could never appreciate the inner and outer beauty that had allured Mikasa in the first place. How her heart had stopped and time stood still, in that moment she knew Sasha was the only person she would ever want. She cast aside their titles and status, she ignored fate and what society wanted. She ran after Sasha in a heartbeat and never looked back. A choice she would never regret for as long as she lived.
Sasha eased into Mikasa's body, though people still mocked and joked about their relationship. She had never been as happy with anyone as she had Mikasa. Someone who understood her inside and out, who saw her potential and encouraged her. A plain Beta who was seen as an average yet a gifted student, mocked by her peers for her obliviousness and outsider nature. Having grown up in the country on a farm and raised to hunt. She felt whole with Mikasa, she felt special with Mikasa, to everyone else she was a passive Beta who was subservient to her Alpha. But to Mikasa, she was her whole world. She never spoke down to Sasha, she never berated her, she never mocked her or abused her authority. She never demeaned her, she never shamed her. She never abandoned her for other Apha or tried to fit in. She never lied about their relationship and was honest about her feelings. She reached out to stroke Mikasa's hair affectionately, running her fingers through her silken locks. Mikasa purring as if she was a feline, easing into Sasha's loving touch. "I love you Mikasa" she whispered.