Chapter Text
Heat
Love is…
Warnings: Male/Male, language, violence, and dubious consent.
You never know when love might turn up. That’s what Ryōta Kise believed. He knew what true love looked like too. Heads bent low, practically whispering sweet nothings in each other ears, casting lovestruck eyes over each other bodies hungrily. And the sweet, sweet smell. The aphrodisiac, euphoric aroma that is released when two mates destined for each other meet at last. When destined mates meet, they just know. Their bodies just react by instinct. True love is determined by pheromones. That is what his middle school sex education teacher told him anyway.
It is normal for Alphas to secrete hormones throughout their entire lifetime. These pheromones seduce betas and omegas to bend to their will subconsciously. Kise had to take daily suppressants to control his. When an alpha begins their heat, the pheromones secretion increases tenfold, a strong musk. Suppressants are useless when alphas and omegas go into heat, so they are often isolated during those monthly periods.
Ryōta Kise had his first heat his second year in Teiko Junior High. It happened right after he was hit in the by a basketball. His instincts where on high alert. He didn’t know why yet, but he sure that he was accidentally struck by something that would change his life big-time. That was the first time he saw Daiki Aomine, and Kise couldn’t help but stare. His heart racing, he studied in his physical features—six feet tall, muscular, dark skin, and casual but stylish sport attire. But it was his face that drew his attention. Charcoal hair that parted to the right, sharp dark blue eyes, watching everything and everyone in his surroundings.
Aomine is unbelievable handsome.
Kise flinched when he ambled over. He jogged across the court, with an air of confidence. Aomine smiled at him, and Kiss thought his heart would explode. His heart felt heavier than he had ever felt before.
“Sorry about that.” Aomine said with an apologetic smirk.
He gestured towards the ball.
Kise slowly picked the basketball up.“Uh, I-It’s alright” he stuttered. “Hi,” he said with a bright, if completely artificially smile. The same smile he used during his photo shoots that drove women insane with lust.
Aomine took a step back. His body posture changed to that of a cornered predator. His face scrunched in disgust. “You reek.”
That caught Kise completely off guard. He looked at Aomine with slightly puzzled frown followed by a hesitant smile thinking he must be joking.
“Excuse me?”
“You smell like burning garbage!” Aomine snapped, covering his nose with jersey. “Did you forget to take your suppressants this morning?”
Kise face flushed bright red. The basketball slipped from his long fingers, bounced then rolled away.
“You’re an alpha.” Kise spoke that last word as if it had left a bad taste in his mouth.
“No shit. What the hell set you off?” Aomine gagged. Kise was never was rejected before. It was a devastating blow to his pride. No, No, he thought in despair. It wasn’t supposed to happen like this. It makes no sense. How could he react to another alpha, a male alpha? Kise took a breath and willed himself to maintain control, but he felt his composure slipping. His lips pinched together, in an attempt to ward off a verge of tears.
Aomine held his hands up in a sign of surrender. “Hey. Hey. Relax.” he said, panicking. He gently took Kise’s hand into his own and pulled him to the exit. His touch was unbearable hott, and Kise felt weak. He was completely docile as Aomine tugged him along. Aomine let go of him when they were outside.
Although he was smiling, his voice was low and serious. “I’m sorry. I was out of line. Just get out of here. Look around. You’re driving my teammates insane.”
Kise blinked in confusion. He curiously looked back into the gym, all eyes were on him. Some of the players looked dazed, hypnotized by his very presence. Aomine laughed and slugged Kise's arm playfully. “Go to the nurses office already.”He jogged back into the gym.
That day Ryōta Kise’s heat came unexpectedly, so fast, so intense it left him breathless. Kise quickly walked to the nurses office gasping for air with each step. He could feel eyes on him, hear the swoons and moans of his classmates as he passed by, some of his classmates even approached him, but he didn’t see them. He couldn’t see anything at all. All he wanted, then and now, was that boy playing basketball in gym. He had been bored with life, and then he found Aomine.
But it wasn’t suppose to happen like this. Tears stained his cheeks. There was no one in the nurses office so he cried freely. When destined mates meet, they just know. This is what Kise was told. It is simple biology. Aomine Daiki wasn’t meant to be his, but Kise knew he would never want another, only him.
Thank you so much for reading. I had this story inside my head for longest time. After reading some omegaverse doujinshi, I had this thought. If alphas attract beta and omega mates by scent, does that mean their pheromones smell bad to other alphas? This story follows along with regular omegaverse rules.
Alpha/Alpha can’t reproduce unless one alpha is female, which is extremely rare.
Alpha/Beta and Beta/Beta can reproduce only if it is between a male and a female. All betas are attracted to Alpha/Omega pheromones regardless of gender.
Omega male and females can reproduce with either male or female betas and alphas. They pheromones attract both. Most of the generations of miracles will be alphas besides Kuroko. He will be a omega. I’m on the fence about Akashi. I was thinking about making him an omega and having him fall for Kuroko. Would that be out of character since Akashi is dominate as fuck. A bossy omega does sound pretty adorable to me though. Or I just might pair him with Midorima or Murasakibara. The Kuroko pairings are endless. Feedback is appreciated. List your thoughts. I am totally open to my readers ideas.