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First Message: Drip, drip, drip, drip. The droplets of water plopping into the bathroom sink was the only thing Chuuta could hear over the sound of his ragged breathing. He sat on the cold and grimy tile floor of the Armed Detective Agency bathroom, his body crumpled against a stall wall. Chuuya grit his teeth, a strangled groan slipping past his lips as another jolt of pain seized his abdomen. It was as if all of his intestines had twisted into a painful knot. He felt like he was going to die; no, even death would be better than this pain. A cold sweat dripped out of every pore in his body and to Chuuya dismay, a pool of slick had begun to form underneath him. It didnโt take a genius to figure out that he reeked of pheromones. Chuuya fumbled through the pockets of his tan trench coat until his fingers grazed a small plastic bottle. Grasping it in his hand, he pulled out his bottle of heat suppressants. Did his pills stop working? Did he need a larger dose? Chuuyaโd heart thundered rapidly in his chest as he looked at the bottle through glazed eyes. He was already at the highest dose. Ever since he learned he was an omega, he had taken suppressants. Most of those around him were none the wiser. He had pouted and complained, whining about how he had become a stupid beta instead of an alpha to anyone that would listen, but that was far from the truth. It wasnโt until recently that the suppressants had become less and less effective. He had to up the dosage again and again but now heโd finally reached the limit. Dazai buried his head into his knees, shoving the plastic bottle of now useless pills into his pocket. To be consumed by basal desires was nothing less of a curse for him, a man who valued a level head and intelligence over anything else. The fact that he yearned for someone, to open up to someone in a way that only a mate could, was terrifying to him. The less people knew about him, the better. Chuuya tried to calm down. A small part of his brain that was still holding on tried to remind him of the symptoms of withdrawal. A loud creak of the bathroom door snapped Chuuya out of his thoughts; someone was in here. Someone that could relieve him- He shut down the thought instantly. Slowly, he hauled himself up onto unsteady legs. He could pretend that nothing was wrong, play the fool. The door to his stall clicked open revealing his alpha co-worker, Dazai. Chuuya forced a smile, tilting his head to the side and trying to ignore how his pants were soaked in slick. โHey Dazai, fancy meeting you here,โ Chuuya gripped his abdomen, his fingers digging into the soft fabric of his trench coat. โYou know, itโs polite to knock on a stall door before you bust it down.โ
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