Luffy/Law (2)
(Conditioning)
Law hated being an omega.
Everything about being an omega he hated.
He hated that in everyone else's minds, at some subconscious level, omegas were weaker.
He hated how helpless an omega became during their heats.
He hated how their instincts screamed, sometimes for a mate or to just feel protected for once, or even to have someone to take care of.
He hated it all.
In the back of his mind he remembers being told over and over again that being an omega was shameful and he should hide it or die, by the man who constantly wore pink feathers. The man he hated. The man named Doffy.
So, practcally from the start, he had always hid it.
He may have hated Doffy, and still did, but the man had experience as a pirate and was older, so in a way not all of his advice could be dismissed so easily.
Always.
So much so in fact, that his scent had changed from a pure omega scent, to a deluded scent less bland that couldn't be identified as anything. He constantly put up a fight against his haywire instincts.
No one knew he was an omega by scent alone.
At least that was until he met Mugiwara.
Luffy hadn't said it outright. Hadn't embarrassed him in front of anyone else by calling him out in front of others so he'd have to answer. Hadn't asked him in private either.
But sometimes he'd feel eyes on him and when he lifted his head to look he'd always meet Luffy's eyes. And something in them just gave the impression that the other captain just...knew.
It made him nervous.
But being on Mugiwara's ship started to make him view his dynamic a little differently.
Their first mate, a powerful swordsman was an omega, a strange omega but an omega nonetheless. No one treated him differently, and the first mate didn't even try to hide it.
All the others on board, were Betas or alphas. Not once did he see an omega or alpha treat the swordsman in a way that insinuated he needed to be protected, because of his dynamic was assumed to be the weaker one. As a matter of fact, they all quite respected him.
Despite Law not wanting to get involved with them, it did make him wonder, even when he continued to try and push it down to ignore it, if he could stop hiding and be treated the same.
He was tired. In all since of the word. He was tired of hiding, but whenever the thought of giving up that fight crossed his mind, violent images would flash in his mind and all he think about was that everything would fall apart, nothing would go in a way that wasn't painful.
Dofflamigo's conditioning techniques probably.
He knew that, but it couldn't erase his hesitance. He knew all the medical facts. If a young adult or child is told something for the first time or shown something, they are most likely to believe it or keep up that behavior through adulthood.
If a child is tortured in any way, emotionally, physically, or mentally, they will retain behaviors that will let them receive the least amount of pain. Law knew all this, but knowing didn't stop his reactions. It was all his fault anyway, he hadn't been strong enough to stop it back then, and had been naive enough to believe Doflamingo.
He was so tired of fighting his instincts as well. Fighting when everything he was, screamed to do something he wouldn't allow himself to do.
Of fighting himself when he wanted to be next to Mugiwara.
What was wrong with him.
