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I've never really considered myself to be like a regular omega. And that may or may not be what drives me to do stuff that is considered treacherous among those who sit by and 'submit'. What the fuck does that even mean? That's basically just saying that I'm going to sit at home and wait for 'my alpha' to come home and give me a nice fuck every three months whenever I turn into a sobbing, horny mess? Um, no thanks.
Besides who would want a mate anyway? I honestly feel like aplha's take claim over omega's just to get their dicks wet. I mean, what else is there? Practically all they know is dominating those who are 'weaker'. Oh, sorry. Those who are pathetic. I've seen many of the lesser secondary gender beg and grovel for some random alpha to fuck them when they get their heat. Have some dignity. I would be lying if I said I hadn't considered or imagined it while I was on mine but I didn't go to clubs with a scent that practically said, 'Please fuck me.'
I don't even think that that is the part that pisses me off the most. The part that pisses me off the most is that alpha's get all of the jobs. Which means I am basically pretty poor. I would be living on the street if not for my alpha father and brother. As a second year though, I feel like I should help make a living for the household.
However, after eight interviews, I am jobless and the places I'd interviewed at had all hired alphas. Which is some bullshit. My father keeps telling me it's fine and that she still will take care of me even though I don't bring much to the house. My brother once said that being an omega who could bare children and grandchildren for them made them happy enough, making me scowl.
And it was in that moment that I saw a familiar face. A tale, black haired alpha who took the job I'd interviewed for at the coffee shop. I'd seen him at school before. The now-third-year omega captain, Ennoshita, informed me once that he used to go to some school in Tokyo but moved here after his third year and became a teacher's assistant while taking night classes at college. I saw his nametag and snorted. His name is Kuroo? God, even his name is fucking stupid.
"Hello, my name is Kuroo, I'll be your server today. What would you like to drink?" He flashed a smile at a pair of female beta's, making me snort whenever the girls started giggling, brushing hair behind their ears.
After getting their order, he walked to the back, stirring up a cup of hot cocoa and a latte, making some weird ass leaf or something. However, on his way over to the table, he only put down the tea and brought me what seemed to be a pumpkin spice latte with a fucking dinosaur in it. My face flushed and he smirked at me.
"So, this is on the house."
"Huh?"
"Well, you've been here for two hours and only had a cup of water. Plus, that guy over there sent it over." I looked over to where he was pointing and saw a man giving me a predatory smile and winking. He looked like he was at least 50 years old. And married judging by the ring on his finger. Hell no.
I stood up, cup in hand, walking over to the man. Kuroo gave me a confused look to which I smirked. "I'd just like to thank you for the coffee. It was really sweet of you to send it over."
"You're welcome, cutie. How about we go back to your place?"
"I suppose now is the time I'm supposed to get all bashful and agree, hmm? Yeah, well, you are married and you smell disgusting. Plus, anyone who is gross enough to cheat on their spouse and send a drink to a 17 year-old-boy, deserves this." Right as I said that, I turned the cup upside down, spilling it all over the man. He stood up in anger and grabbed my wrist, making me drop the cup before forcing his lips onto mine. I tried to push him back and away from me when he pulled back, forcefully pushing me against the counter.
"Seems like you enjoy playing hard to get, huh? God, you're such a little slut."
I didn't get time to respond before a fist collided with the alpha's face. He let go of my shirt as I fell backwards onto someone's chest, flipping us so he would break my fall. I heard a small thud and finally opened my eyes to see a pair of golden ones staring back at me. I flushed when I realized I was laying on top of Kuroo. He smiled and helped me to stand back up.
"You alright?" He asked, a tint of worry in his voice. "That was quite a way to answer a man."
"I'm fine. Plus, I didn't need you to step in. I was fine on my own." He had a shocked look on his face before laughing and scratching his neck.
"You're pretty interesting, you know that?"
"What? What's that supposed to mean?" I gave an annoyed scowl and attempted to wipe of imaginary dust.
"Nothing! Well, how about I get you a coffee? I'm not married and I never would cheat on my mate. So, what do you say?" He lifted his left hand, no ring in sight.
"Thanks, but no thanks. I don't really have money to blow on dinosaur lattes'."
"It's on me. I kind of want to get to know you better. You seem pretty cool."
"Oh, really? And it's not because I'm an omega and you think if you buy me coffee, I'll ask you to spend my next heat with me? Yeah, not gonna happen. You know, you should have more respect for omega's."
"That's... seriously not at all what I was going for. Besides, I don't bond or have sex with people I don't love. I just think you're pretty interesting. I wasn't trying to offend you. I'm sorry if it seemed like that... my mistake."
"N-No! I'm sorry! I shouldn't have assumed that..." I flushed, starting to feel bad about having had snapped at him. "I'd love a latte... if it's still on the table..."
"Yeah. Of course." He smiled gently, making another latte and some type of coffee for himself. He whispered something to a man with black and white hair, making him squeal and look at me. He waved and Kuroo slapped his arm, flushing a bit. He walked over after taking of his apron and sat across from me at the table I was previously sitting in. "So... I feel like if this friendship is gonna work, I should know your name."
"Kei. Tsukishima Kei." I lifted a hand to my cup, looking over the design. There was a little dinosaur with a few hearts around it. "Can I ask you something, Kuroo?"
"What!? How did you know my name!? And yes, you can." I laughed a little at how shocked he was and then how he quickly turned serious and centered.
"Name tag." He looked down and his eyes widened, giving a look that said 'Oh yeah, I'm at work...' "But... anyway, why a dinosaur? Did that creepy guy tell you to do that?"
"Ah, no. I noticed that because your phone case has a dinosaur on it. So does your shirt." He smiled pointing to the two items with his index fingers, my face making one that was most likely identical to the one he had only a moment ago. He chuckled and took a sip of his drink. "Oh, anyway, you said it before but what is a highschool guy hanging out in a coffee shop for three hours?"
"Well... I actually tried to get a job and I couldn't so I don't really want to go home and listen to my brother make fun of me for it. He'd probably be like, 'Haha, Tsukki, told you so! You should just leave the working to the adults!'"
"'Tsukki'? What? Is that like a nickname? That is fucking adorable!" He cackled, the sound making me cringe. "But seriously, why are you trying to get a job?"
"Well... things aren't the best that they've ever been..." I sighed, taking a small drink. "My mom died last year. She had early-onset Alzheimer's."
"Oh, Tsukki, I'm so sorry..."
"Please, don't call me that. Anyway, that's a whole paycheck gone and things have been rough on my dad. She doesn't even sleep anymore. She just sits there staring out the window at night. It's pretty sad... shit. Sorry, I'm rambling."
"Nah, that's ok! My dad died too. He had cancer. I moved after my third year so I could take over the company."
"The company?"
"Yeah, this coffee shop. My dad was a business man. He and mom started this place after they got married. He had my uncle looking over the place when we moved to Tokyo, however, he got married last week and it was my turn to step in. My mom couldn't handle the thought of working here without him. He said it would bring back to many memories."
"Wait. You run the coffee shop? Like a manager?"
"Owner, but yes. Bro! I have an idea! Why don't you get a job here!? We're short staffed!"
"Actually-"
"Seriously, everyone here would love you, Tsukki." I cringed at the nickname but didn't say anything as it was clear he wouldn't stop calling me that. "You can have the job if you want it. No interview, no resume. I think you'd be a great addition."
"R-Really? Can you just give out jobs like that?"
"Yeah, I guess."
"Ok..."
"How about it?"
"I mean, if you're sure that it's no trouble.."
"It isn't we look forward to working with you, Tsukki. You can work on weekends and after school on Wednesday's. Sound good?" I nodded. "Can you start tomorrow?"
"Yes!" I bowed my head slightly, cheeks flushed a deep crimson. "Thank you!"
"Well, my shift is over so maybe I could walk you home? If you'd like?"
"Sure." I took a deep breath and smiled a little bit.
The walk home had been full of random conversation and I couldn't focus on one thing for too long. When we got to my front door, Kuroo shook my hand which was strange, giving a: 'See you tomorrow, Tsukki'. Almost like he couldn't wait...
No. Tsukishima Kei. You stop that. He doesn't feel that way about you. You don't feel that way about him. Fuck! You just met! I shook my head as I shoved my face into the pillows on my bed. God, why is my heart beating like this? Shit, it's not like I just met my soulmate. Right...?