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Kagami hated being told what to do. He hated being tied down, forced to do things, he hated being restricted. And yet he was now tied down, naked and dragged in the floor by some armed soldiers. He knew people were getting caught and sold as slaves - he even ran away a few times and even got a bunch of people out before they got sold off. And now, saving more people, he was caught himself.
Locked in a box, with a collar around his neck and a muzzle on his mouth, he was forced into a cage, he was hit with a tranquilizer and sent away inside a car.
When he woke up, he was still tied, and in a cage. So he focused on getting his hands free, even if he was ripping his skin off with it. He want going to just sit there and take it like that. It hurt - but if he hadn't escaped now, he would be sold off to some rich asshole of an omega. The amazing prospect of being born an alpha, you can suddenly get caught and sold off as a slave just because you have a knot.
Unable to break the cage with his hands, he turned around to kick it at the hinges and the lock, hoping it would quickly give in. The thing was so small Kagami could barely fit in it, not to mention standing up - it was barely tall enough for him to stay on all fours in it. Not only that - he heard noises coming from the next room, so he had to hurry up or he would get put to sleep like a dog again.
One more kick and it broke down, letting him open the door and jump down onto the floor - the whole place was filled with alphas like him, all locked in cages, some of them unconscious, some of them just laying in there, already having given up on escaping. The door were there, just waiting to be opened so Kagami pulled on the handle and it just gave in. That was it, no key, no card, nothing. Just a simple door that led to a completely white, hospital-like corridor. So Kagami picked a direction and ran as fast as he could, just to get away, just to escape. All the doors were locked with a card from the corridor, meaning he couldn't even run into them to hide.
After a bit of a journey, he stumbled upon a big room - the whole wall between it and the corridor was covered in huge mirrors, letting him take a look inside - a bunch of alphas were dressed in minimal clothing, just sitting there voluntarily while a whole bunch of people in suits walking around.
It was an auction. He stumbled upon an auction room while running away. And he was quickly spotted and the workers from the auction started chasing him.
So he ran again, as far as he could, but he was quickly forced into a dead end and the workers were pulling out their tasers.
"Step back", a low voice came from behind them, making the people step aside, letting the person through.
"But—!", one of them complained.
"Shut", the man frowned, stepping forward towards Kagami. He was calm and collected, walking towards him with confidence and without any fear or worry. He just stood in front of Kagami and reached out towards him, making Kagami twitch and move away from the hand.
"Sir! Please step aside! This barbarian is still untrained, you will get hurt!", someone yelled from behind the man.
"Take a deep breath", the man's calm voice hit him like a truck. His hand cupped Kagami's cheek and his legs gave out under him. Kagami slipped down against the wall, sitting down on the cold floor. "You're safe now."
Omega. He was an omega and Kagami was now getting hypnotized with his pheromones, his smell and his delicate hands. His face was brought to Omega's abdomen, the hands were pulling him in further, those slender fingers were brushing his hair. Kagami hated it, but he closed his eyes and breathed it in. It was so fucking nice...
"I am so incredibly sorry, Sir!", one of the workers walked up to them. "Please let me sedate him and take him back to his room."
"There's no need", the man replied. Kagami's hands wrapped around his legs, his hands clenching on the fabric while he calmed down covered in that smell. "I'll take him home with me."
"Sir—! He's still untrained, I can't let you—!"
"Well then I assume I'm doing you a favor. Taking him untrained and quite vigilant, you'll save a lot of money on training him - I expect a great discount, therefore."
"Sir—... A-Are you sure you wouldn't prefer picking our finest options? We have amazing alphas available—!"
"He's quite a nice lad", the omega continued, still combing Kagami's hair and releasing pheromones to calm him down. Kagami felt his body slip into a relaxing slumber and he hated it. "I'm taking him, today. Prepare the papers or I'm walking out with him unlicensed."
"But—!"
"I'm sure a different company wouldn't mind giving me a license without all this unnecessary ordeal you're creating."
"... Please follow me, then, we'll get the documents ready."
"Stand up", the omega gently told him, although his tone of voice was rather emotionless and bored. Kagami followed the command, slowly standing up onto his feet, then following the man as they walked somewhere. They got until an office - but then Kagami was stopped by one of the workers and told he couldn't enter the office. The omega on the other hand ignored that order and took Kagami with him inside, then as he sat down on the expensive looking sofa on the left side from the door, he told Kagami to kneel on the soft carpet, then placed a hand on Kagami's head and led it to lay on top of his lap as he returned to playing with the strands.
The worker sat down behind the desk at the end of the table and quickly opened his computer to print out some documents before taking everything to the table and laying it down there.
"Aomine-sama, I'll also need you to sign the waiver about taking an untrained alpha", the man said, fixing his glasses in stress. So the omega was called Aomine, huh...?
"Sure", he shrugged, leaning over and signing everything, while the man took the papers back and put something into his computer.
Kagami hated it, but maybe getting taken by that omega would be a better outcome? After all, escaping this place was definitely harder than escaping just a house of a rich guy. Besides, his touch and smell really did a good job in calming him down and Kagami had never felt more relaxed in his short, eighteen year old live. Besides, the omega was quite handsome.
"The licence and all of the documents are here", the man gave Aomine a folder and offered him tea while he explained that some type of document would arrive soon as it was being actively printed in a different room. Kagami didn't really care.
"Would you like something to drink?", the omega asked him, running his thumb over Kagami's cheek. Kagami opened his eyes to look at him - really, what kind of strange omega did he meet? Being so nice to him and that good of a person towards alphas?
"Yes", he admitted. He hadn't eaten or drank anything since he was caught, which made him tired and sleepy.
"While we wait, make us both some tea, will you?", Aomine told the worker. "And get him so clothes to cover up, it's cold in here."
The worker was clearly pissed at being forced to do things for Kagami, but he did leave the room and called someone to get the clothing while he returned to the office where in the corner stood a small kitchenette - he boiled the water and prepared three cups of tea, then clearly pissed off, placed them all on the low table between the sofas. Aomine meanwhile looked quite pleased with himself and scratched Kagami's nape when Kagami threw the worker a nasty look.
Then, he was called by someone on the corridor, so he stood up, apologized and left for a moment, closing the door behind him. In that second the gentle fingers on his nape turned into nails digging into his skin.
"Fucking act politely for an hour, bitch", Aomine hissed at him, leaning over to be closer to him, he gritted through his teeth. "I'm trying to get you the fuck out of here before you end up brainwashed so at least fucking try not causing problems until we're out of here, got it?"
"What the fuck—?!", Kagami's eyes widened at the comments but then the man returned to the room and Aomine instantly snapped back to the gentle and polite omega, petting his head and neck while observing the worker with those cautious eyes.
"The clothes for your... alpha", the worker said with a fake smile, placing the clothes on the edge of the table. "He can leave the room to put them on."
"It's okay", Aomine replied. "Dress up here, love."
The worker wasn't happy with that answer and Kagami honestly had no clue why. He didn't know what to think of Aomine, and yet he had a strange feeling that the omega was his only way out of that building, so he reached for the clothes and carefully started putting them on.
Which obviously weren't normal clothes a person would wear, and instead he was given a jockstrap and tight black leather pants that barely made it up his hips. He felt horrible, he was uncomfortable and he wanted to scream and argue, but the omega's words lingered in his mind. And Aomine actually released some more pheromones, calming him down, which made it more bearable, so he stayed silent and just waited for all of this to be over.
But then, he felt a jacket land on his shoulders - Aomine took his suit jacket off and covered him up with it, staying in just his shirt and vest while the worker fumed with anger.
"Aomine-sama, you surely have a strange way with alphas", he started while Aomine reached for his cup of tea, asking Kagami if he drank his with sugar. Kagami shook his head then turned a little to the side, now resting his back and head on Aomine's legs while he still stayed on the floor, now drinking his hot tea and warming up.
"I like them obsessed", Aomine admitted. "And to get them obsessed, you have to treat them right and give them just enough to they'll know they can have it, but not enough to satisfy them so they'll beg for more. And yet, I'm in control and I can just watch them cry at my feet whenever I want."
"I see...", the worker nodded, clearly thinking Aomine was some sort of psychopath.
"That's why I like them untrained and rebellious. It excites me to see them fight the urges they can't resist."
Kagami hated those words, but he still hoped that Aomine wasn't his enemy. That the omega just acted like so to play a part in some sick play while the workers of this facility clapped and cheered. It was a circus and Kagami hoped Aomine was the human making the monkeys dance.
"The licenses are ready", another person entered the room and handed Aomine two small IDs. The omega took them and put it in the pocket of his vest. He then patted Kagami's face, signalling him to move away while he stood up from the sofa, then he waited for Kagami to stand up as well and follow him.
"Well then let's move onto the payment, shall we?", Aomine asked, taking the file of documents with him. They went into the auction room, where Kagami was told to wait on the side while Aomine paid at the register. They had a fucking register.
And then, they just walked out of the building, Kagami just followed him to the car and got in. They just drove away.
"Ahh, I hate those fucking centers", Aomine growled, taking his tie off and unbuttoning the upper part of his shirt. Then, he pulled out the small plastic IDs he was given and gave one to Kagami. "Here. Don't lose it."
The card showed his photo, his name, all his personal data. The big title above was "Alpha Ownership License" and the back side of the card showed "owner", with Aomine's name below and some of his personal data.
"What the fuck is this?", Kagami frowned, fixing the jacket that was still draped over his shoulders.
"You can't read?", Aomine raised an eyebrow. "Here, it says—"
"I can read."
"... Yeah, so what's the problem?", he shrugged. "I'm taking you home, do whatever you want most of the times, as long as you follow a few rules. One of them being not escaping."
Kagami was going to escape as soon as the car stopped. The second those door open he was sprinting away. And he did - the car parked, Aomine reached to open the door and before he could get out, Kagami rushed out of the car and found himself just in front of the big house and a closing gate. So he rushed as fast as he could and ran out of the premises just as the gate closed behind him. He ran. He dropped the jacket and the card, he dropped everything that wasn't attached to his body and he ran until he couldn't run anymore. He couldn't, but he pushed his body anyway, just to run, just to escape, just to be free once again. He was barefoot and he was bleeding, he was cold and he wanted to cry.
After hours he was walking on the cold and dark streets, shaking from cold. His pants had ripped a long time ago, and he felt everyone's eyes on him.
"Sir?", he heard someone call him. "Sir, please stop."
Police. He was being stopped by the police. Now, when he couldn't run anymore, when he was in too much pain and could barely walk.
"Show us your ID, please."
He dropped it a long time ago. He didn't have it, and when he turned around to run, he was caught by the cops and taken into the police station in handcuffs. He was thrown in jail and treated like a criminal.
"Told you not to run away", Aomine said, as the cops dragged him out of the cell and took the handcuffs off.
"Please keep your alphas on a shorter leash, sir", the policeman said, giving Aomine the license back.
"Oh I definitely will", Aomine rolled his eyes. "He will be properly punished for all the problems he had caused, officer."
And so Kagami was back inside the expensive car, as the chauffeur drove him and Aomine back to the residence, and this time, the gate closed before the doors unlocked and they were allowed to leave.
It was dark, but Kagami could still see the impressive size of the mansion - most of it were gardens, while the house itself looked rather spacious, but still seemed like a home rather than a castle. The inside was nice was well, everything was clean and the house itself looked like there were definitely money in the owner's pocket.
"Wash him and give him some normal clothes", he ordered to the house staff, who nodded and walked up to Kagami, then took him to the garden and dragged him towards the shed, where they coldly told him to strip and then grabbed the garden hose. The water was not only cold but also the pressure was high enough to hurt him and cause him to wince. But after trying to escape over and over for a few days now, Kagami was too exhausted to fight it. He just covered his face and curled in, trying not to get choked by the water.
"WHAT THE FUCK ARE YOU DOING?!", Aomine screamed at the staff, turning the water off. "Have you lost your mind?!"
"But—!"
But he's an alpha. Of course, why would he get treated any other way? After all he was just a stupid alpha.
"Get the fuck away from here!", Aomine yelled again, looking at Kagami, who was now shaking from the cold. The omega walked up to him, helped him stand up and took him home, not caring about the water and the mud being left all over his floors. He took him to the bathroom on the first floor, where he let him sit down on the floor in the wet areas. He turned on the showerhead and let warm water run through it, checking the temperature. Once it was hot enough, he placed it over Kagami's body, letting the water run over his shaking body.
He left Kagami there for a moment - he came back with a first aid kit and a bag of some bullshit. He had a jar with some liquid and bandages inside, and then he took his clothes off until the underwear and sat down in front of Kagami.
"Give me your hands", he ordered, taking a small towel and wetting it in some clean soapy water. He took Kagami's hand in his and began cleaning his bloody wrists - Kagami ripped his hand restraints off and then was put in handcuffs, so they were scarred almost until the muscles and they hurt like hell. Aomine cleaned the wounds, then gently massaged some cream into them before taking one of the bandaged from the jar - it was dripping wet, but it was quite cooling and took some of the pain away as Aomine carefully bandaged his wrist, half of the forearm and his hand in it, then he took a clean and dry one and secured it with it. After one hand was done, he did the same with the other before moving a little away to check on Kagami's feet.
"I'm okay", he sighed, as Aomine was checking the wounded skin.
"You're not", the omega replied, reaching for the towel. He washed his feet too, then massaged the cream into the skin and wrapped them in clean bandages. "I'll wash you, don't get the bandages wet."
I can do it myself, Kagami wanted to scream, but the omega smelled so safe and calming. He smelled so nice and honestly, Kagami didn't mind being washed by him - the water was warm, the sponge was soft and he felt so good he could sleep. He felt Aomine washing his hair and then gently rinsing them with water. After that, he was wrapped in a fluffy towel and honestly, Kagami doesn't remember anything else, because he was deep asleep in the unknown omega's arms.
When he woke up, he was naked in a very nice room, sleeping in a warm bed. Next to him on the bedside table there was a yukata, a pair of underwear, a phone and a note.
Don't get out of bed alone, if you need to go somewhere or you need something, call me. Aomine
He wasn't going to be calling no goddamn omega to go pee, he wasn't disabled. So he sat up on the bed, he put on the underwear and the yukata and he stood up slowly. His feet hurt, his wrists hurt even more and he felt like dying, but he took a few steps.
And then he fell down onto the floor with a loud bang.
"Are you sure you know how to read?", Aomine asked him, entering the room after hearing the loud noise. Kagami was still face down, unable to move as putting pressure on his wrists hurt too much.
"Shut up", he groaned, using Aomine's body as the support to stand up. He then rested on him and walked slowly out of the room and then towards the bathroom, where Aomine led him to the toilet and helped him sit down on it.
"Do your deed and call me", Aomine said, closing the door - he wasn't going to wait right behind it, but he did stood within a few meters from it until Kagami announced he was done and Aomine walked back in to help him up and out of the room and back into the bed.
"What's your fucking deal?", Kagami huffed, as Aomine was changing his bandages.
"Does it matter? I'm not your enemy, I think I've proved it enough, so I'd appreciate it if you stopped being an asshole."
"What's the rules?", Kagami rolled his eyes. "You said there were rules."
"Tell me where you're going, always carry the license on you, if you'll be late, text or call me, don't get in trouble. That's it."
"What?"
"What? I thought those were fair."
"Yeah, fucking hell, give me a curfew like for a twelve year old too, no?!"
"Does midnight sound acceptable?", Aomine asked, quite too seriously for irony or sarcasm. And Kagami just wanted to scream, because what the fuck did he mean by that, was he seriously getting a curfew too?
"Who the fuck are you?", Kagami's hands clenched on the bedsheets.
"It's not important. Stay in bed until you're cured, don't hesitate to ask the staff for things. They all got a serious beating for what happened yesterday."
"Why are you nice to me?"
"It's basic human respect, no?", Aomine stood up from the bed and walked towards the door to the room. "Call me with anything. Even if it's getting you water or passing the TV remote."
"You're weird", Kagami huffed, but did grab the remote to turn the TV on and find something to watch.
"There's some streaming apps there too", Aomine smiled. He was about to leave before he got interrupted by Kagami's growling stomach. Right, he hadn't eaten in days by now. "... How much food would you want?"
"... Probably more than you think would be enough."
"Any dislikes?"
"Pickles. And uh... No, I think that's it."
He still felt like there was something fishy in Aomine, but the two weeks he had spent almost completely bedridden, with food being delivered to him and with Aomine making sure no one would even dare to glance at him the wrong way, Kagami had no clue what to think of this whole situation.
Especially because Aomine was an omega. And omega who literally bought him as a slave and whom he didn't know. He knew what - that the dude was rich and weird. That was it.
But he wasn't ugly, at least. Kagami actually really enjoyed staring at him and his face, although always tired, with bags under his eyes and wrinkles everywhere, was quite nice. Kagami would even say the guy had a face card, if only he cut off whatever was stressing him.
He was also older than him - by eight years. Kagami had his date of birth from the ownership license, it was written under his full name, together with some other data, including the date of purchase. Because Kagami wasn't a human being, he was just purchased like a toy. At least he wasn't treated like so.
When Kagami healed up, he started wandering around the place more and learning about the habits. There were three people hired in the house - one lady who cleaned and cooked, she also did groceries, watered the plants and did certain maintenance jobs around the place, one guy, the one who gave Kagami a rather unpleasant bath, who took care of the cleaning and the fixing, he also helped around whenever the lady asked him to, and one guy who was more of a manager to Aomine than a house worker. He was the chauffeur, but mostly took care of helping Aomine do his work, because apparently he worked somewhere. Usually from home, on his laptop, with some documents, but he also was leaving often, which Kagami assumed was to the office or some meetings.
The house staff didn't sleep in the building - they arrived in the mornings and left in the evenings. Sometimes the hours varied, usually it was around ten hours. They sometimes stayed overnight in guest rooms, but only if certain things had to be taken care of in very early mornings or very late evenings when the trains no longer ran.
Which also meant Kagami and Aomine were the only ones there most of the nights.
Kagami began walking up to Aomine while the older was working after around four weeks of living in the house. It still hurt to run or move the wrists a lot, but he didn't have troubles moving around anymore. He expected to be yelled at for snooping around, but instead Aomine always told him to stay near him and covered him in that nice smell, so Kagami ended up laying with his head on Aomine's lap while he worked quite often.
Six weeks after the injuries, Kagami woke up to a shoe box on the bed with a note.
Remember to always have your license on you whenever you're out of the house. Call me if you're in trouble, I'll pick you up
Together with it were the keys to the house and the gate. He could just... leave. So he did. He dressed up in sweatpants, he out on a t-shirt and a hoodie, he grabbed the keys and put on the new shoes. Those were some expensive looking basketball shoes on top of it, which made Kagami's heart beat faster. He hadn't played basketball in so long.
He picked a direction and went there to look for a basketball court. He didn't have a ball but that didn't mean he wouldn't meet someone on the court who would have it. Or he could at least check out the location.
It took him a while to find anything, but after he did, he couldn't contain his excitement. He didn't have a ball and the court was empty, but it turned out to be only five minutes away from the house, so he would be able to get there quickly and easily. He just needed something to play with. And hopefully someone too.
And yet, on his way back, he was stopped by the police again and this time was let go after his license was checked. Kagami hated this part of the town - in his town no one cared if you were an alpha or not, everyone lived the same life. And here, in Tokyo? He was asked about who he belonged to every step of the way and it was pissing him off.
"Where have you been?", Aomine asked him as soon as Kagami walked back into the house.
"Do I have to explain myself to you every time I do anything?", Kagami rolled his eyes.
"Yes?! That was the fucking deal?!"
"You're not my mother, bitch!"
"You're right, but I am your fucking owner!"
Kagami hated that word and he hated Aomine. Who cared about him being handsome, rich or an omega, the king of fertility and sexiness, hell, he could be the god of sex and Kagami still wouldn't care! He was just like them all deep inside, he just wanted to have power over him and have the feeling of importance. He just wanted to own Kagami like a fucking toy and watch him break and trust him as he lied and manipulated everyone around him.
He didn't feel proud of his actions but Aomine deserved that punch. He deserved to fall back into the wall and gasp in pain. He deserved to have blood trail from his nose.
Kagami's clenched fist still hovered over Aomine for a while before Kagami walked away. He slammed the door as loudly as he could as he was entering his room, and when it didn't make a sound that would satisfy him, he opened the window and went to slam it again.
Call him a stupid emotional teenager but he hated the whole situation he had been put into. His mother died young, his father had hated him since it was confirmed that Kagami was an alpha. Although he had never reported Kagami anywhere, his coldness was unbearable.
Stupid genetics, stupid life, stupid body and a fucking stupid knot. Stupid gland that made him instantly recognizable by smell, stupid pheromones and stupid fucking society.
After some time, a faint knocking against the door sounded throughout the room. Kagami was sitting in his window, his legs dangling out of it. It was the first floor, the jump wouldn't kill him anyways, so he didn't really care.
"Dinner's ready", Aomine said. Kagami heard the front door close followed by some steps - the house staff had left for the day and now it was only the two of them left. Alone.
"I'm not hungry", he lied, considering jumping down more and more. Maybe it would all just end? Maybe if he turned to fall head first it would be deadly?
"Don't hit me with that bullshit of an excuse", Aomine rolled his eyes, walking up to him. "Also, seriously? Your solution to problems is locking yourself in your room and jumping from a window?"
"What's your fucking problem?!", Kagami turned around to face him. "If you wanted a dog responding to your every command you should've taken a trained bitch! Let me fucking leave, I'll go back to my house and I'll keep on living like I did before!"
"I got you something", Aomine completely ignored him. He pulled out a chain with a ring hung on it from his pocket and straightened out his arm for Kagami to take it from his hand.
His ring. His ring that he had lost months ago. It was the only reminder of his sworn brother that had been taken away years ago - Kagami had always carried it with him until one day, after he was running away from the basketball court, chased by alpha hunters, he lost it somewhere. And no matter how many days he had spent looking for it, it was nowhere to be found.
It was his ring.
"I've been meaning to give it back for a few months now", Aomine admitted. "I found it one day, thought it was yours. Looks like I was right.
"... Wait, how did you know it was mine?", Kagami frowned, taking the ring from him. He put the chain over his head and smiled at the familiar feeling.
"I—... I saw you on the court", Aomine mumbled. "My... My office isn't far from there and the window faces the court. It's a few streets away but it's tall enough so that I see the whole court over the buildings around it."
"You were watching me from your window? From hundreds of meters away? Stalker."
"It was an accident! Besides, those games were way more interesting than my work!", Aomine huffed. "Also, the bar across the street from the court sells great ramen."
"So you were watching me from across the street too?!"
"Not you, the game!... But you were the best player out there so yeah, I was watching mainly you."
Aomine loved wearing loose clothes and yukatas, Kagami noted. Even now, the fabric was just barely draped over his body, his belt barely tied, everything was so loosely hung on his shoulders one gust of wind would drop the upper half off his chest and expose the skin even further.
"Kind of pedophilic of you", Kagami chuckled. "I'm turning nineteen soon and you've been watching me for how many years now?"
"I didn't know you were a kid!", Aomine immediately started to explain himself. "I only saw you from far away—!"
"Did you think I play good?"
"Fucking amazing. You always made me wet—... Fuck. You were a kid. Fuck!"
Kagami's heart was beating faster than it should. Aomine instead grabbed the two halves of his yukata and pulled them over his chest, covering up. He smelled nice - the wind from the open window only pulled his pheromones towards Kagami. He could feel that shame, but also the excitement and lust.
"You play? Ball?", he asked.
"I used to", Aomine said. "I loved that sport."
"What changed?"
"... I—... Maybe I did?"
Kagami walked up to him and placed a hand on Aomine's hip before he managed to think about it. He regretted it soon after, especially when he was swarmed by the pheromones.
"What's wrong?", Aomine asked unsurely.
"You said dinner's ready", Kagami basically whispered into his ear. "I'm hungry."
He walked past him, wondering what the fuck was wrong with him. What the fuck was his deal? Aomine was older than him, he clearly had regrets about crushing on Kagami and not knowing he was a kid back then and now Kagami was flirting with him?!
Needless to say, the dinner was very awkward. But Kagami surprisingly enjoyed it.
He had always had a rough opinion on omegas - the society had always put them on the top of the hierarchy because they could easily control their pheromones and alphas couldn't resist it. So many many years ago omegas started using alphas to their advantage - after all, alphas could beat the shit out of everyone and outpower most people easily, but omegas smell kept them on their knees with one snap of their fingers. So obviously, alphas quickly became slaves while omegas ran the government and decided about alpha's bodies and minds.
The government ran by omegas also was very baby-making oriented. In fact, a lot of companies were training alphas into perfect husbands for rivh omegas to just take home and end up loved and adored.
Kagami wish he would have been caught by that type of company. At least from what he heard about other alphas, those companies weren't torturing anyone, unlike the ones that turned alphas into slaves, houseworkers and prostitutes. Maybe if he had been cought by those husband training centers, he wouldn't even feel the need to escape? Instead, he would just be given a beautiful and rich wife, and all he would need to do was love them, cook for them and have sex with them.
On the other hand, Aomine wasn't that bad either. He was surely an unusual omega, but hey - he was into basketball, he was a little taller than Kagami, he was somewhat muscular and hot. He had a pretty face too and he smelled really well. Kagami had met a few omegas before and they usually had that rough scent - like a fermenting sourdough starter, everyone had always described it as pretty flowery smell but in reality most of them hit you with that stinging mix of acetone, alcohol and apple cider that makes you take a step back.
But Aomine smelled good. He smelled like oak and grass, like air right after a rain and like hyacinths. It was a tough smell too, but Kagami enjoyed feeling it.
"What were you doing at the company?", Kagami asked the question that had been in the back of his mind for a while. Who was Aomine looking for? A slave, a prostitute for sex? All of his houseworkers were betas so and the lady was already on the older side of life so maybe he just wanted to send her off for retirement and get someone to fill in her work for free?
Aomine froze up for a moment before his hand slowly moved again z getting the food into his mouth. He chewed it slowly before swallowing it and grabbing the glass of water on the side and drinking the whole thing in one go.
"I—... Uh... It's— It's embarrassing", Aomine mumbled.
"... What?"
"I—... I have hormone problems...", he admitted, hiding his face and looking away. "And I... Uh... I... I need a partner... f-for my heats..."
"... What?!", Kagami instantly got all red on his face. What? Aomine needed an alpha for the heats?! That was it?! He just needed someone to... to have sex with him... during heats. "You went to buy a trained slave just to take care of you during... s-sex?"
"No, I went to the... the husband center..."
"It was a husband center?!", Kagami stood up rapidly, the chair falling onto the ground behind him. He was caught into a husband center and he ran away?! But they were so mean to him...?
"Yeah—... Well, it's complicated, okay?", Aomine sighed. "Alpha centers aren't well controlled so it's a gray area as of now."
"They knew you pretty well and were extremely nice to you though", Kagami pointed out.
"I'm in the board overseeing the centers. They know me because I can shut them down with one signature."
"Huh?", Kagami frowned. "... What do you do for job?"
"Developing meds", he vaguely described. "Mostly research, but I do beauty products too to fund the labs. Although Kise handles all of that, so uh... We have kind of a symbiotic relationship, in he does the work and I get the money."
"So you have a sugar daddy?"
"Well uh... Okay, I give him the recipes for the beauty products, he sells them, so it's not like I'm getting paid for nothing, but most of the research is about meds and drugs. So I'm in pharmaceutical industry."
Kagami hummed softly, pretending to understand what it even meant. But okay, Aomine was making meds?, and apparently that put him into the government???
"I make heat suppressants", Aomine clarified even more. "And hormonal birth control."
"Oh!", Kagami gasped. Well that explained a little bit more, but still Kagami had no clue why the CEO of a company that produced and developed meds was also in government having real decisions over alpha centers?
"I can take you there if you want", Aomine suggested.
"... It's that big factory?", Kagami's neurons began making new connections - he definitely saw a huge factory near the court and the office building near it was definitely tall enough to have a view onto the court.
"Yeah", he nodded. "I—... Uh. So, you have any other questions?"
"... Do you want to tell me something else about your work?"
Aomine gulped. "Uh... I voted for more strict regulations on catching alphas from the streets."
"Okay?"
Kagami wasn't an overthinker. Most of the times he wasn't a thinker to begin with, so Aomine explaining himself felt unnecessary. Although Aomine probably needed to have that confession heard.
Even if Kagami didn't know why, it did made him feel a little bit safer.