"...a boy with a mask," confirms Tōkan, looking at the two beat-up teenagers.
"It's one thing to say that, it's another to get hit in the face by those pheromones and run off with him..."
Tōkan peers at his friend from the corner of his eyes. "...are you jealous, Subaru?" And the light flush on Subaru's face is enough to confirm it. "You've never been jealous before. Just 'cause he's an omega?"
"Yes because he's an omega," Subaru grumbles in an annoyed tone. "You can fuck other alphas and betas all you want, but they don't have mind-control drugs pouring out of every pore."
"Well clearly I can resist his mind-control drugs just fine." Kind of. He didn't share the details. And he immediately got the strongest tolerants the pharmacy had available just in case. He never thought pheromones could get that bad.
"Fine, you didn't fuck him, but you're a liar if you say you didn't like it. That shit's addictive—" But he cuts himself off before saying anything else. "What did you even do with him if you didn't fuck? You were gone a long time."
"Don't lie to me. I jerked off to him later, I wanted to shove a gag in his mouth and fuck him until he passed out. And I'm gay."
"...Subaru." He looks directly at his friend's face. "I'm not going to return your feelings. I'm sorry, but it's true. I've told you this before. You say you're fine with just fucking, well, alright, but if you're hoping after we've gone at it enough times I'll come around..."
Subaru looks away and folds his arms. "I know that. I know you're not. Doesn't mean I'm going to like it when you inevitably leave."
Tōkan flicks his forehead. "Stop being gloomy. Come on let me drag you to the bathroom stall and suck you off until you're feeling alright again."
When it gets so bad he can't just deal with it with FIGHTING SPIRIT he does weight training, tries to get his mind off things by focusing on some other strong physical sensation. And sometimes even that doesn't cut it and that's when he has to fuck himself to get it to subside.
But he's never needed to spend days doing it.
He bets it's that shitty alpha's little bag, there, with his scent all over it, that's affecting Inori all the time. And he keeps sniffing it like some horny creep and it's a goddamn cycle.
This is getting ridiculous. It's all that alpha's fault. And what was he even talking about anyway, the only alpha Inori's ever met that wasn't a rapist asshole is Harutsugu, and this guy sounds just like him. Inori hates him.
Inori is going to have to kill him.
...okay, there was a part of him that had been hoping to run into Yamada again, even while the rest of him didn't really expect him. Certainly not just outside his school gates.
"Heat's over, huh?"
"You keep saying things like that, I'm going to start thinking you really are flirting with me."