EIGHT|| An Amusing Little Thing

Hagakure Sorahiko is an amusing little thing. Small, omegan, and funny as hell.

The funniest part is that the omega in question would strongly disagree with his assessment.

It would probably be more accurate to say that, the omega will strongly reject his evaluation. Seeing as the omega seems to enjoy rejecting his existence. It’s bloody hilarious.

‘Only my friend calls me Sora’. He had obliged, hadn’t he? He calls him ‘Sorahiko’ instead.

Now Miyamura knows all his faults. He is not this shining beacon of goodwill and kindness. I literally tricked Sorahiko into this, Of course, I’m not a good guy.

If he’s being honest— he would not call them faults, they are just parts of his character. He likes interesting things, the more they attract his attention, the better. For them and him.

And that is exactly what Sorahiko is, an extremely interesting thing.

At the bar, and even at his office, Sorahiko has done a good job of keeping his interest. Calling him a devil. Amusing. Trying to run away. Amusing. Trying to bargain with Eiji. Funny as hell. And frying his scent patches in irritation…there lies the problem.

No, not the fact that Sorahiko was irritated at him.

You see, dominant alphas are strongly misunderstood. Or rather, severely underestimated. Unknowingly of course. And it’s better that way.

Wouldn’t want to have the entire world terrified of our existence. Not that they already aren’t. Still, it’s the thought that counts.

Being a dominant alpha meant, enhanced perception. He can sense flies if I concentrate enough. Yes, flies.

Overstimulation is a nightmare though. Enhanced strength, even more so than a regular alpha. He broke so many reinforced steel doors as a child. It was a bit problematic and really hard to control.

Pheromone sensitivity. You see, he always knew what Sorahiko smelled like, like a clear breeze. Or fresh laundry. A bit too plain for an omegan scent, but what person doesn’t like the smell of fresh laundry?.

Increased aggression. He handles that one well though. Toying with people is an art, he can’t be physically aggressive, it’d ruin the fun. And of course, dominant alphas are more in tune with their instincts and are known to release very strong pheromones that can make the strongest of alphas submit.

It would be worse if they released them in a crowded space.

The world would not like to know that dominant alphas are much more dangerous than they think, so it is well hidden. Dominant alphas being in the highest positions of power helps more than you think.

Yes, controlling information. This world is ruled by the powerful, what else did you expect?. Even if dominants are rare.

The problem is that Miyamura has pheromone sensitivity. He’s always been able to smell Sorahiko’s emotions. He’s always been able to tell what Sorahiko feels.

He knows when Sorahiko is irritated, and when he’s cursing him out— he can almost taste the spite in his scent.

He knows when he does something the omega finds attractive. Even if he seems to get irritated right after.

He knows how much effort Sorahiko puts into avoiding him. He enjoys seeing the look in his eyes when all his efforts go to waste.

He knows how much the omega fears him. The fear doesn’t stop his pheromones from spiking murderously though.

What he doesn’t understand is why the omega believes he would enjoy harming him physically. Or rather, hitting him. It’s puzzling.

He could understand being afraid of getting reported, Miyamura honestly hates the Omega Rehabilitation Center. It’s absolute bullshit. The government never fails to send him a monthly catalogue of smiling, dead-eyed omegas, hoping he’d pick one as a life mate.

Like hell he would partake in government-sanctioned human trafficking. He’s on top of the food chain, he’s not going to resort to slavery to get off. He’d shut it down but, it has too many consumers.

Alphas and high-class betas are obsessed with the thought of omegas that follow their every command.

Besides, he’d be undertaking a lot of responsibility with that one.

So yes, he was never going to report Sorahiko. Besides, moving around with one of his scent glands covered must be quite stifling. What? He’s a bit cruel but he’s not the devil. No matter what Sorahiko says.

The problem is, how does he convince Sorahiko that he’s not the actual devil?.

Not in the literal sense, but in the sense that he won’t cause him any permanent harm. He’ll definitely toy with him. That’s the entire reason he’s trapped the omega. He’s even paying him!. He’s going to frustrate him.

His reactions are hilarious. Stress him a bit. His scent deepens when he’s stressed. It’s delicious. Anger him a lot too. It’s all fun. The best part is Sorahiko’s reactions!.

But what if he stops reacting?. Then where’s the fun in that?. Miyamura’s eyes unconsciously darken.

How fragile are omegas anyway?. He’s never really handled one. They always seemed like background characters. He’s always played games like this with alphas and betas.

Well, games more intense than this. Games with higher stakes of course. He’s quite frankly going easy on Sorahiko, he’s setting a slow pace and moving along easily. Because he’s not sure how much pressure it would take to break him.

But all of that would change if Sorahiko stops giving him the reactions he desires.

Sorahiko’s done so little for the past three days, he’s been respectful and quiet. It’s irritating. His pheromones have been mild and almost too calm. His pet wasn’t acting right. Anyone would be irritated too.

He picks up a pen and rolls it between his fingers. Sorahiko is quick-witted. He likes seeing the things that the omega comes up with to escape him.

He still hasn’t forgiven Eiji for getting him to be complacent, and probably never will. The traitor.

But how can he convince the omega that there won’t be any physical repercussions for his actions?.

Sigh.

He can’t even hit him. It’d kill him. Why would he do something like that? Where’s the gain?. But something tells him that saying something like, ‘Act as you like, I won’t hurt you because that’d kill you’ won’t go over well.

Yeah, it definitely wouldn’t.

Well, it doesn’t matter anyway. Sorahiko can’t leave, he hasn’t had all his fun. He hasn’t squeezed enough reactions from the omega— If Sorahiko keeps being respectful and continues acting like a trained omega then…. His fingers unknowingly tighten around the pen.

It snaps cleanly in half.

“Well, shit’.

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On his way to work, a black cat runs past him. Sorahiko shudders.

“Something’s up”.