"...hey, Inori-kun."
He walks over to the table to push his plate across it to the seat beside Tōkan's, then walks around it and takes that seat, scooting the chair close enough that he can lean his head on Tōkan's shoulder.
"It's not fair. I didn't ask to be an omega. And if I don't take meds that make me feel awful then I become rapebait at random times.
"...I didn't tell Kuroharu. I tried suppressants a few more times after the first. They all sucked."
"And then you tell me that you have a way to cure it, to make me never—never—to make me yours. And you won't do it."
"And I have to, to pass some kind of test! Just so that I can have a fucking normal life! And you won't tell me the rules and, and, and it's so stupid, they're just hormones."
He pulls back to stare at Tōkan. "Fuck kinda question is that? Of course I do."
"And is it just hormones then? Does it just feel like getting off, getting rid of some annoying physical need like, like sleep or something. Something you gotta do but it's not really anything special."
"'Cause it's not, for me. It's... more special than that. Not just the sex, the, the being there for you. Being close to you, holding you, being what you need, being yours. Having your trust."
"Yeah. So. This thing—this thing is good, it's special, it's unique. And if we get paired it'll be stronger. And I—I want to be more sure. Love we've only been together a few months. Think how many relationships end after five years together!"
"It could! It's a whole commitment! So if, if we're gonna do this, I want to be very very sure that I'm not robbing you of the opportunity to have this with someone you'll actually work with, if it's not me."
"There's never been anyone!" He grits his teeth and tries to find his words. "I'm not gonna find anyone else. All alphas are shitty, I don't even know how you happened but, but no one else is gonna happen like that. To me."