You’re mine and I’m yours

Posted originally on the Archive of Our Own at http://archiveofourown.org/works/45113764.

Rating: Explicit
Archive Warning: No Archive Warnings Apply
Category: M/M
Fandom: Free!
Relationship: Matsuoka Rin/Nanase Haruka, Tachibana Makoto/Yamazaki Sousuke,
Hazuki Nagisa/Ryuugazaki Rei
Character: Matsuoka Rin, Nanase Haruka
Additional Tags: Alpha/Beta/Omega Dynamics, Alpha/Omega, A/B/O, Angst,
Hurt/Comfort, Angst with a Happy Ending, Smut, Explicit Sexual
Content, gushing fluids, rin having a massive breakdown, haru just
wants to get dicked down, Men Crying, I just love emotional Rin, The
reigisa and soumako is mostly hinted or implied, Implied Mpreg, Top
Matsuoka Rin, Bottom Nanase Haruka, Top Rin, bottom haru, Omega
Nanase Haruka, Alpha Matsuoka Rin
Language: English
Stats: Published: 2023-02-17 Words: 7306

You’re mine and I’m yours

by tomakehimfree

Summary

Rin blinked once, then took a small sip and swallowed roughly, before wetting his lips and
lowering the cup.

He cleared his throat nervously. “Sorry, uh, can you repeat that? I don’t think I heard you
right…”

Haru looked at him again in exasperation, before crossing his arms and repeating himself,
slowly this time, “I want to share my heat with you.”

Notes

You may notice this starts off kinda similar to my last fic. I wrote both of these beginnings
at the same time trying to figure out what I wanted to do with them. I finally finished this
one also. As usual, not beta read, so pls let me know if something be looking funky and
really it’s just going off my favorite nasty things so don’t take it too seriously

See the end of the work for more notes

The cafe Rin and Haru sat in was bustling with life, the cacophony of people chatting and laughing
melded with the sounds of silverware hitting porcelain. Together, they sat outside at one of the
marble patio tables, trying to take advantage of the beautiful spring weather like everyone else. The
sunshine was warm on their skin, barely a cloud in the sky, and the accompanying cool breeze was
perfect to assuage any heat created from the bright sunlight.

All of it went unnoticed by Rin, who was stunned frozen with his cup of coffee to his lips, the
liquid barely touching, and garnet eyes staring into deep blue. Rin blinked once, then took a small
sip and swallowed roughly, before wetting his lips and lowering the cup.

He cleared his throat nervously. “Sorry, uh, can you repeat that? I don’t think I heard you right…”

Haru looked at him again in exasperation, before crossing his arms and repeating himself, slowly
this time, “I want to share my heat with you.”

Rin felt his cheeks flush as he looked around to see if anyone had heard, muttering quietly, more to
himself than anyone, “yeah, that’s what I thought you said.” Thankfully, the other patrons seemed
to be in their own worlds, laughing and eating unaware of Rin’s mental spiral. When Haru had
asked Rin to lunch to discuss something important with him, he definitely wasn’t expecting this.
The following silence that ensued between them was awkward, bordering on uncomfortable.

Rin hunched forward, embarrassed, and sputtered, “Haru, what the hell?! You can’t just ask that,
especially in public like this,” Rin whispered harshly, still glancing around to make sure no one
was eavesdropping in. “Where is this coming from? We’re not even… like, together, or anything.”

Not that I haven’t tried, damnit, Rin thought. He’d been trying for a couple years now to hint to
Haru that he was interested in him, but Haru was way too obtuse and Rin was too chicken to
outright say it.

Haru shrugged and looked away, his expression guarded as he continued. “Nagisa had asked me if
I had a heat partner yet, since it’s coming up soon. I hadn’t thought about it, honestly, but…” he
said, turning back to Rin. “Nagisa said you didn’t have a partner either and I didn’t really have
anyone else I could ask.”

Fucking Nagisa. He knew he never should have mentioned his shitty crush, and he lamented his
moment of weakness. He blames that little shit for getting him drunk in the first place.
Rin sighed heavily, “Let me get this straight. So- and I’m not trying to be crass or anything- you’ve
never… you know… slept with an alpha? Not even once!?”

Rin didn’t understand how that was possible, both he and Haru were already 22. To never have
slept with anyone was a wild concept to him, they were adults already! Well, thinking more on it, it
was Haru, and Rin couldn’t honestly imagine him seeking anyone out for something like this. The
fact that he was asking him for what was essentially a booty call was already blowing his mind.

Haru looked at Rin sharply and scowled, flushing down from his ears to his neck, and further still.
In any other situation, Rin would have been focused on the blooming color Haru’s normally pale
skin took, maybe idly wondering how far the color went. Now though, he had the same question
rolling around in his head, over and over. Was Haru… a virgin?

Haru coughed shyly and his expression softened as he looked away, cheeks a rosy peach, “I just…
I never needed it before.” He furrowed his brow and looked back at Rin. “I mean, have you ever
been with an omega?”

Oh, God. Face nearly glowing red, Rin sighed heavily again, rubbing his temples feeling a
headache forming.

His heart felt like it was beating a mile a minute, just shy of erupting out of his chest and bursting.

Evading the question, he took a deep breath, inhaling sharply, before letting it out slowly, “I mean,
I’m flattered. Really, I’m glad you feel close enough with me to ask something so… intimate,
but… this isn’t something you do with just anyone, you know, especially your first time.”

Haru bristled slightly, offense clear on his face. “Of course I know that. That’s why I’m asking
you. Just because I’ve never shared a heat with anyone doesn’t mean I don’t understand how
serious it is to ask someone.”

Rin rubbed the back of his neck. He truly wondered if Haru knew how important this was to him.
Honestly, this was something out of his wildest fantasies, the alpha in him preening that Haru had
chosen him to share his heat! But…he didn’t know if he could do it. He didn’t know if he’d be able
to keep his feelings in check once everything was over. For as long as he could remember, Rin had
been in love with Haru. Ever since he first laid eyes on him, the alpha felt a pull, gravitating him
towards the omega. In his heart he knew his alpha was calling to its true omega. Rin had been too
young to understand, though, and was too big of a coward to say anything at this point. Plus, Haru
gave no indication he felt the same and Rin wasn’t one for masochism when it came to his
feelings, and he definitely wasn’t prepared to have his heart ripped in two just yet. Now, when it’s
finally within his grasp, Rin didn’t know if his heart could take it. To have a taste of something
you’ve always wanted knowing it’ll never satiate your hunger, only leave you starving for more; to
know it’s only temporary and then they’d have to go back to how they were before, friends. Just
friends. It would crush him.

Rin looked at Haru quizzically, contemplating, “What’s with the sudden change if you’ve always
been able to handle it alone? Usually, you don’t really listen to Nagisa.”

Haru furrowed his brows again and snapped, “Do I need a reason?” He could feel the frustration
building. Why did Rin have to be so difficult? “Makoto said that… it feels better with someone
else. But he said it should be with someone I can trust. My last heat was so painful I ended up
going to the clinic and they said the more heats my body has without a partner, the more painful
they’ll be. I don’t want to go through that again. If I could do it myself I would, but I don’t really
have anyone else I can ask… and I know I can trust you.”

Rin had heard of heats becoming painful for omegas the longer they stayed unmated, but he didn’t
think it was actually true. He figured it was a scary story, something to get hesitant omegas to bond
with alphas. Technically, omegas didn't need an alpha during their heat and it wasn’t unheard of
for omegas to pair up with other omegas or betas if they really needed it. However, the best thing
to soothe the heat ache in an omega was an alpha's knot, according to “experts” anyways.

Nagisa and Rei were already a mated pair, and while Rin was sure they wouldn’t mind having
Haru join them if they could help, he could see both Rei and Haru feeling a bit hesitant by it. And
Makoto… if what he had heard coming from Sousuke’s flat that one time was true… probably
wasn’t a viable option either. Sousuke was way too possessive and didn’t care for Haru like that
enough to let Makoto help him. I mean, if Makoto really asked he would, but down the line he
could see it causing issues. Maybe Ikuya? The omega seemed close to Haru…

Well… regardless, this was for Haru’s benefit, right? To know Haru felt so close to Rin that he’d
be comfortable enough to share his heat made Rin’s heart feel light, despite the lingering heaviness
in his stomach. He looked into Haru’s eyes, clearly seeing the desperation, and made up his mind.

Rin reached across the table and grabbed one of Haru’s hands in reassurance, “I mean, I’m down…
if you’re ok with it? I’m glad you trust me enough to come to me for this, Haru.” He smiled
slightly and pulled away, fingers buzzing where Haru’s soft hand had touched his. “I’ll do my
best!”

Haru looked at him for a moment, then blushed slightly, before turning away. “Yeah, of course.
We’re friends, right?”
Rin almost flinched, catching himself before smiling. It felt tight on his face.

“Right.”

How was he going to survive this?

They made plans for Rin to come over to Haru’s place whenever he felt that his heat was close.
Omegas typically felt more comfortable in their own space, it gave them a sense of control and
familiarity. Haru’s heats had been pretty consistent since he first began getting them, usually on a
pretty steady track, so they were not worried about timing. Probably, within the next week he
would be getting a call from Haru to come over.

To say Rin was stressed was beyond an understatement.

Sleep evaded him, and more often than not he was staying up researching ways to make an
omega's first time “the best.” Most of the sites were crap with a wide variety of tidbits that ranged
from pretty informative (huh, he didn’t know that an omega was able to do that ) to bordering on
just awful (omegas were not just “fuck holes”), but some articles were actually more helpful than
he expected, especially when it came to calming them down and making them more comfortable
and “receptive,” as some authors put it.

To be honest, it wasn’t his first time with an omega; he’d slept with a couple different people
during his time in Australia. Socially, they were way more lax with mating, so it wasn’t unheard of
for omegas to take multiple alpha partners in case something happened, which was way different
than the Japanese idea of one alpha and one omega. Of course, he would have saved himself for
his fated mate, but being in an entirely new country by himself made him so lonely, and that
weakness led him to seek out anyone for comfort. He wasn’t as popular as some of the other guys
on his team, being a bit smaller and not speaking the language well, but he did have a couple of
omegas ask about him and, well, how could he say no? They were fun experiences and they taught
him a lot, but left him feeling even lonelier than before, so they weren’t frequent. Eventually, they
stopped altogether, leaving Rin feeling a little guilty that he’d even entertained them in the first
place.

It’s just… he wanted everything to be perfect with Haru.

They ended up not waiting long to see each other again, Haru texting him a couple days later
mentioning the creeping feeling of a heat slowly washing over him on a Thursday. They decided
for Rin to come over that night, just in case Haru’s heat intensified faster than normal. Rin
contacted his coach, letting him know he was not going to be able to make it to practice the next
couple of days, then started his trek. The trip to Haru’s was a blur, Rin going through the motions
of taking the train on autopilot before walking from the station to the other man's place.

He could feel the nervous energy coursing through his veins as he stood outside the apartment
door, his bag hanging heavy on his shoulder. He took a deep breath trying to calm himself (it didn’t
help), before knocking. He stood, listening to the movement inside before the door opened and
Haru’s pretty blue eyes met his. The smell hit him like a truck, a combination of clean linen,
lavender, and a hint of chlorine, that made his head spin and his heart rate spike immediately. Haru
smelled so good, and Rin wanted nothing more than to drop everything and bury his face into
Haru’s scent gland, but he caught himself and cleared his throat, taking in Haru’s appearance.

Besides the noticeable flush on his face and dilated pupils, Haru didn’t seem much different. He
was wearing a white cotton shirt and beige cotton sleep shorts, his hair damp and clean. He
blinked, not saying a word as he moved out of the way to let Rin in, opening the door wider. Rin
swallowed roughly before crossing the threshold, a soft, excuse me , leaving his lips as he took his
shoes off.

The sound of the door closing rattled in Rin’s brain, a finality to the situation that was happening.
Alright, no going back now.

He turned, the greeting on his tongue swallowed by Haru, a noise of surprise escaping instead as a
body collided with his. Haru flung himself onto Rin, his hand reaching the back of Rin’s neck to
keep him from running away. He nipped his lips softly, tongue shyly reaching forward to ask
permission for entrance before Rin opened his mouth, allowing him to delve in. Rin couldn’t help
but stiffen for a moment, taken by surprise with Haru’s aggressive boldness, before melting into
the kiss and wrapping his arms around the other. He tried to keep it together, caressing above the
soft cotton, but the desire to directly touch Haru’s body was too strong a pull, and he found himself
reaching under his shirt, hands roaming over Haru’s back to feel every quiver of heated skin.

Haru sighed into his mouth, eyes closed as if savoring the feeling of Rin’s hands on him before
breaking the kiss to gasp, shivering in anticipation as fingers danced under the waistband of his
shorts, stroking the skin, but not moving further. Rin kept his hand on the small of his back just
under the fabric, stuck, afraid of going too far too fast, pondering whether he should beg for
permission to continue, before Haru made the decision for him, taking his hand and guiding it
down until he was grasping the supple swell of his bottom.

Haru felt the tentative fingers knead soft flesh before they traced between, exploring every crevice
until they were softly caressing his leaking hole. Slick dripped around Rin’s fingers as he touched
the silky skin, reveling in the tremble of Haru’s body as a soft moan lilted from him.
“Rin… hurry…”

Hurrying was the farthest thing from Rin’s mind, wanting to draw out every movement if only to
keep Haru in his arms longer. Still, he conceded, pushing against the yielding pucker with his
middle finger before sinking into the tight heat of Haru’s body. He drew a shuddering breath, a
little surprised as he sank to the knuckle, not expecting it to be so easy. Haru’s already flushed face
burned bright as he read Rin’s bewildered expression, before he hid it in Rin’s neck.

“I already… just once, in the bath. Before you got here.”

Rin’s mouth felt dry, imaging Haru fingering himself to completion while waiting for him to
arrive.

“Haru, fuck.”

He pulled Haru tighter against him, trying to meld their bodies together as he fingered the omega
and committed every gasping moan to memory. He added another finger, the sopping entrance
drenching his fingers in sweet slick as he moved, fucking into the pliant body.

Haru squirmed as Rin’s fingers explored him, itching the scratch in his body, yet not completely
satiating it. It felt wonderful, though, the pleasure heightened in his heat state as it swirled in his
belly, resting low and simmering there, his cock leaking like a broken faucet. He cried out
suddenly as Rin knocked against a spot on his pliant walls that weakened his knees, causing him to
nearly collapse into a gooey puddle. He held Rin tighter as he continued to abuse that spot, hitting
it with almost obsessive consistency, and Haru could do nothing but whimper and moan as the fire
grew until it crescendoed, orgasm washing over him unexpectedly. He distantly heard himself
scream in blissful agony and couldn’t care to be embarrassed, though a fleeting thought of his
neighbors crossed his mind until it fizzled out. He felt dizzy and lightheaded, having an almost out
of body experience, his entire being shaking as Rin fucked him into overstimulation. A wave of
slick gushed from him, the sound of it splashing against the wood floor obscene.

He nearly sobbed, trembling almost violently, before grabbing Rin’s arm, “I feel like I’m about to
scream again if you don’t stop.” The dampness of Haru’s shorts reminded him that both were fully
clothed and that they were still standing in the living room. “We should move… to my room.”

They paused for a moment, letting Rin pull out and away, both boys panting and flushed, a light
sheen of sweat present on them as they hastily moved to the bedroom. The smell was more potent
here, everything in Haru’s room drenched in the scent beckoning him inside, and Rin couldn’t help
his body’s reaction. He felt rock hard, cock throbbing from the scent alone. He noticed a wet spot
forming on the front of his gray joggers from pre-cum that was already steadily dripping from the
tip, despite not having touched himself at all.

Haru’s bed was covered in blankets and pillows, a soft nest ready for them both. Rin also noticed
the bottles of water and energy bars by the bed. Leave it to Haru to have everything ready. He
guessed he wasn’t the only one to do some research.

His observations were cut short as Haru removed his clothes, throwing them to the side
haphazardly before falling into the bed face first, moving onto his knees and spreading himself for
Rin to see in a perfect mating presentation, thighs glistening with slick as it leaked from him.

“Rin, alpha. Hurry.”

Honestly, this was not how Rin had expected the night to go. He assumed he’d have to warm Haru
up first, maybe cuddle and coax him to relax, perhaps talk a little and work through some of the
awkwardness of sleeping together for the first time, like he had with others before. This version of
Haru, a vision of perfect omegan submission, ready and willing to take his cock, his knot, had him
almost blow his load from the sight alone. He reached into his pants and gripped the base, staving
off his impending orgasm and took a deep breath.

Relax. Don’t let it end just yet. You have time. Relax.

He began to remove his clothes, taking off his shirt and joggers as Haru watched him intently, eyes
never leaving his body. Rin shivered under the scrutiny, skin hot from the intensity of his gaze. He
threw everything into a corner before stalking forward to the awaiting omega in front of him. He
could feel his alpha fangs salivate, his jaw aching to bite the soft meat where Haru’s scent gland
was and claim him. He dug his nails into the palm of his hand, willing himself to relax.

This was purely to help Haru, this was not for him. They were not together, they were not mates.

He played this mantra over and over in his head as he moved until he was standing right behind
him. He could see the deep, trembling movement of Haru’s taut body from each breath, spine
arching in a gentle slope emphasizing his small waist. Rin couldn’t help but touch, his hands
gliding along Haru’s skin, fingers gently drifting over his shoulders before moving down, caressing
his body until he reached his hips, gripping them tightly.
Haru shut his eyes and took in a slow breath before releasing it, his soft voice quivering in
anticipation, “Alpha, please.”

Rin conceded and lubricated himself in Haru’s slick, his length moving over the soaked entrance,
drawing delicate moans from the other to be smothered by pillows, before finally letting the blunt
head catch the rim. He felt the body under his stiffen, and massaged the other's hips with his
thumbs, rubbing small circles into the skin to relax the muscles, before taking one hand and
guiding it to his cock, holding it steady. He pushed forward ever so slightly, the resistance he felt
loosening before the hot, wet heat of Haru’s pliant body welcomed him.

Both boys let out a sigh, before Rin pushed forward again, slowly, not wanting to hurt the other.
He groaned at the feeling of Haru surrounding him, the soft walls gripping him tightly as they
convulsed, sucking him in further. He closed his eyes in bliss, focusing on the feeling of them
being connected, almost drunk on it. Is this what heaven felt like? Rin was sure nothing else in this
world could feel as amazing as Haru did in this moment, and he felt the heat sting behind his eyes.
He kept them shut and willed himself to calm down. He’d never felt this way before with anyone
else, every emotion entangled until he wasn't sure what he was feeling.

He reached the hilt, his hips flush with Haru, so close that the slick that was leaking rubbed against
him, covering him in that beautiful aroma. God, he wanted to bathe in it.

He pulled out, gently, the slow draw of it allowing him to feel every caress of Haru’s flesh against
his, before gliding back in, starting a steady rhythm, unhurried, as Haru made no move to stop him.
The soft sighs and wanton moans from the omega inflamed Rin, and he wanted to see how loud the
other could be, what responses he could draw from him. He sped up, only slightly, the lewd, wet
squelching of his cock entering Haru’s sopping hole adding to the obscene noises falling from the
body below, a symphony of their coupling played for only them to hear. Drawing out, he paused,
before snapping back in, punching a loud, broken cry from Haru as he arched, his body shaking as
he came on the sheets below. Rin forced himself to pause again, wanting nothing more to continue
taking his omega and fuck him into oblivion, but refrained, worried he would hurt him, instead
rubbing circles into Haru’s back as his thighs quivered against him.

“Is it too much?”

Haru mewled, trying to hide his voice in the bed as pleasure dripped from every nerve, his orgasm
rocking through in almost unending sequence, finally able to catch his breath and calm his shaking
body as his body rebooted. He felt boneless, sinking face first into the bed below, Rin falling out of
him with a pop, and lay still for a moment before turning over and spreading his legs. Rin’s pupils
dilated as a wave of Haru’s fresh slick scent washed over his senses and he took in his own cum
oozing out of Haru’s puffy entrance. He hadn’t even realized he came, it’s just… everything
felt… Haru felt so amazing, his orgasm had been pumped out of him unknowingly; his erection
never waned, his cock was still an angry red and hard as stone. Haru spread himself again showing
off his abused hole, allowing more cum to leak out, and looked at him with watery doe eyes.

“ Alpha , please, more, I need more …”

Rin felt something snap and wasted no time, grasping his thighs and pushing them into Haru’s
chest before sinking back in, this time not holding back as he pistoned into the body below, wet
skin slapping together as Haru keened wantonly, moans taking a higher note with every thrust as he
was fucked into, toes curling as his body was used like a doll. A litany of “yes” and “right
there” fell from his lips like a plea, begging Rin not to stop, to keep going, to take him as if he
were a toy for Rin to use as he pleased, his omega brain craving it.

Rin grunted in his renewed efforts, reveling in the feeling of his omega’s sloppy entrance taking
him as slick gushed around him, sticking to his skin and melding both bodies together.

“You feel so good, omega, like you were made for me. You take it so well.”

He kissed Haru fiercely, possessively, the burn of nails dragging down his back adding to the fiery
pleasure in his body as he continued thrusting, feeling Haru’s virgin hole clench tight around him,
his soft insides trying to milk the orgasm from him.

What a greedy hole.

He felt his alpha’s urge to bite thrum through his body as Haru tilted his head back, pale neck
bared ready to receive his mating bite, his mouth agape as salacious moans were knocked from
him. Rin leaned down, body never stopping its motion, to lick a stripe from the hollow of his neck
to his ear, before gently placing a kiss behind it.

“ Mine. My omega.”

Haru whined softly and threw his arms around Rin, bringing them together as Rin continued to
pound Haru into the mattress, his nest ruined as pillows and blankets were strewn from their place.
Haru repeated Rin’s name like a prayer, worshiping him as the god that brought him to heaven.

Rin was no better, sweat dripping as his muscles burned, cock rocking into that sweet pliant body.
He looked to Haru as if he were an angel, ready to follow any command he gave him. Rin knew he
would die for him.

“Rin, ahn, it feels good…”

Rin gazed longingly into Haru’s eyes, blue shining bright and hazy with tears of pleasure, as he felt
the heat consume every nerve.

“Fuck, Haru! Haru! I’m…gonna cum…!”

Haru embraced him, grip tight as he pushed his feet into Rin’s thighs to hold him in place.

”Inside…”

He could feel his knot forming and, with a final cry and one last drive of his hips, pushed the
swelling flesh inside, locking them together as he came, teeth digging into his own arm to keep
from biting Haru. Haru howled , clawing at Rin’s back as he came once again, his whole body
twitching in overstimulation. Rin couldn’t help but begin to cry from the onslaught of feelings as
his high crescendoed and fell, hiding his face in the pillow next to Haru and listening to his gasping
breath begin to calm.

They stayed like that, stuck together with Rin sobbing as Haru ran his hands over his back trying to
soothe him. They slumped over and fell to the side, laying face towards each other as Rin tried to
gather himself back together. It was quiet for a moment, almost tender as Haru held Rin to him,
letting him weep against his shoulder as he combed his fingers through his hair, planting small
kisses along his hairline.

Rin sniffled and took a ragged breath, feeling humiliated at his reaction to knotting his secret crush.
His arm bled from where he bit himself, destroying all the sheets beneath them. Hopefully it didn’t
get to the mattress.

Rin, get your shit together! Oh my god!

He took another deep, shaking breath, willing himself to calm down, “Haru, fuck, I am so sorry. I-I
don’t know what came over me.” He lifted his head and looked into his deep ocean eyes, gently
brushing his sweaty fringe to get a better view, “It wasn’t bad, I promise. It was great, actually.
Amazing.”

Too amazing.

His eyes felt puffy and he knew he probably looked like a mess, but Haru didn’t give any
indication it bothered him, instead taking Rin’s head and placing it back to his shoulder, letting it
rest there.

“It’s fine, I wasn’t worried about that.” He began to pet him again, blunt nails massaging Rin’s
scalp causing a full body shiver, “I’m more worried about you.”

Rin sighed, “I’m fine, really, I just get emotional. You know that.” He smiled timidly, “Anyways, I
should be the one asking how you are. I didn’t hurt you, did I?”

Haru hummed and shook his head, but didn’t make any gesture that he believed him on his sudden
bout of crying. They laid there in silence for a while, holding each other, until the knot finally
deflated allowing them to separate. Rin didn’t move away, and neither did Haru. He could smell
Haru’s heat surfacing again, not satiated in the slightest from just a short tryst and didn’t say
another word, not trusting his voice, just slid his hands against Haru’s side before dipping down,
listening to the dark haired man sigh blissfully before he turned around, allowing better access to
his abused hole. Rin, already hard, slid in with no resistance.

This continued well into the night and the two days that followed, only stopping a few moments to
rest, for a quick bite, or to guzzle down some water. Rin tried desperately to memorize his noises,
his expressions, his smell, anything about Haru in the hopes he’d be able to recall it later, as he
knew he would probably never get this chance again.

This is all you’ll get, Rin, don’t blow it.

He didn’t cry again.

Sunday morning, Rin woke up first, allowing himself a final moment of tranquility to soak in
Haru’s warmth and scent, face directly in his scent gland as he held on tightly to the sleeping body
of the other. He honestly didn’t want to leave, wanted this fairytale to continue for eternity, just
Haru and him, together. He knew, however, that that’s all it was. A fairytale.

With one final kiss to his temple, Rin ripped himself away and carefully slid out of bed,
desperately trying not to wake the other. He looked around for his clothes, about to admit defeat
and leave them before finally noticing them under a pile of messy blankets. He picked them up,
noting the stain was still there in his joggers and that it had turned hard and crusty on the inside.
Making a face, he bunched them together and took them to the living room where he had dropped
his bag when he first arrived, silently opening and closing the bedroom door so as not to disturb
Haru. He unzipped the bag and took out a fresh outfit, changing his clothes before shoving his
soiled garments into it. He didn’t want to risk waking the other with brushing his teeth or hair, so
with just a change of his clothes he was out the door, closing it softly behind him.

The trek back to his own apartment was silent and miserable, Rin going over the events of the last
couple of nights in his head. He knew he should have been grateful for the opportunity to help his
crush through his heat, but the downward spiral his alpha was taking was not something he was
prepared for so soon. He could feel the anxiety of being away from his ome -, Haru , tighten in his
chest.

He knew this was going to happen.

How could it not, his alpha finally being with its true mate, before being ripped away. Who
wouldn’t feel anxious, upset, sorrowful, at being separated from their one true love? Rin rubbed his
chest over his heart willing it to shut the fuck up. Haru was never ours, never mine. This was just
to help him.

He’s not mine.

He’s not mine.

Mine.

Mine.

My omega.

Rin took a shuddering breath and raked his fingers through his hair, feeling desperate to get off this
train and run back to Haru’s apartment. He stayed sitting though, not letting his inner turmoil break
his calm facade, willing the train to go faster so he could get back to his lonely apartment and cry
himself to sleep.

Finally making it to his apartment, how, he didn’t remember, was a miracle. He kicked his shoes
and threw his bag into the living room, not caring when it hit the coffee table and knocked over an
empty glass he had left previously. Suddenly, he felt so tired he could barely stand and he fell
against the wall, sagging until he was brought to his knees.
He was alone now, and allowed himself to truly break down, making noises only a wounded
animal could. He cried into the floor, head bowed as he weeped onto the wood below and held
himself, wrapping both arms around him as he fought for breath between his whimpering sobs. He
called out for Haru, hoping he’d show up and hold him and tell him everything was alright. God, he
wished so hard. He cried until he ran out of tears, gasping frantically for breath as if he had swam a
mile. He didn’t know how long he was on the floor, but he was finally able to calm himself and
wipe his eyes against his shirt before taking a deep breath, lungs quaking with the effort. Picking
himself up using the wall for support, he staggered to his bedroom where he fell into bed and
passed out.

A week later, he made no move to contact the multiple people who tried to get a hold of him. He
knew they were worried, but he couldn’t make himself care. The depression he fell in was
something he’d never experienced before, feeling almost nothing except unending misery as he lay
in bed waiting to waste away. He still got up to drink water and use the bathroom, but he couldn’t
make himself eat and he hadn’t showered since he went to Haru’s. He knew this was his alpha’s
depression, but he didn’t know what to do. What could he do? So, he let it consume him.

Haru had tried contacting him first, the same day he left, leaving 7 missed calls, 4 voicemails, and
10 missed texts all unread and unlistened to. He called at least once a day as well.

Sousuke also tried contacting him, going so far as to come to his apartment and bang on his door
for 30 minutes, threatening to break the door or get the landlady to open it to make sure he wasn’t
dead. He could hear the worry in his voice, bordering on frantic, but he still didn’t care. His coach
was equally as worried, sending a couple of teammates to his apartment, but all of them were not
able to get Rin to open the door. He guessed the landlady was out because he didn’t see Sousuke at
any point.

Everyday was a new wave of worried texts and calls from his family and friends, and he wanted to
answer, but he just didn’t have the energy.

Eventually. Eventually, he’d answer. But not today.

He closed his eyes, almost drifting back to sleep when he heard a jingle of keys and his door open.
He sighed. He guessed Sousuke came back ready to make do on his previous threat. Damn the
landlady. He kept his eyes closed, hoping Sousuke would just leave him alone if he saw he was
sleeping.
Footsteps made their way to his bedroom door before he heard the handle jiggle and the hinges
squeak (the landlady needs to take a look at that) signaling the door was opened. There was a brief
moment where nothing happened and Rin really believed Sousuke was about to leave thinking he
was asleep, before the soft footfalls of someone making their way over made themselves known.

Rin felt the presence of someone next to the bed, but still kept his eyes closed, though his heart
hammered in his chest. He didn’t know why he was so nervous, but it brought back memories of
him pretending to sleep when his mom came to wake him for school. The bed dipped as the person
sat next to him, and he felt a hand gently caress up and down his arm.

Ok, probably not Sousuke, then, he was never known for being this gentle. Gou, maybe?

“Rin.”

Rin’s eyes flew open as he held in a surprised gasp. What the hell was Haru doing here!? He
figured he’d have a better chance of Makoto or Nagisa coming than Haru. His alpha perked
immediately, recognizing Haru’s smell, and crying out to him. Rin stamped the feeling down and
turned his head towards Haru, opening his eyes in disbelief.

“Haru! What…” he croaked, before clearing his throat, trying again, “What are you doing here?
How did you get in?”

Haru scoffed, annoyed, Rin would say almost angrily, but he continued to caress his arm gently,
“How could I not when everyone is worried sick? You haven’t answered anyone’s calls and you’ve
been ignoring me.” He paused his ministrations to flick Rin on the forehead. “What else was I
supposed to do? Also, your landlady let me in. She said she was worried after ‘the tall, buff guy
couldn’t get a hold of you.’ I’m assuming she meant Yamazaki.”

Rin rubbed the sore spot on his head and moved to sit up, body creaking and joints cracking from
disuse. He groaned, sleeping this long had given him a headache and he could feel the hunger from
not eating in almost a week churning in his stomach. Haru looked at him, almost pityingly, before
resuming caressing his arm.

“Rin, what’s wrong? What happened?”

Haru gulped and pulled his hand away, letting it rest on his lap. Rin looked at Haru as he turned
away and let his head fall, looking downcast.
“Do you… regret helping me? With my heat?” He looked back up to Rin, eyes glistening in the
lowlight of the hallway, “I’m sorry if I did anything that hurt you. I never meant… I didn’t want to
cause you pain. Please, if it’ll help, you can just forget it ever happened. But, please… Rin, you
can’t live like this.”

Rin was stunned, the emotion on Haru’s face and in his voice something he thought he’d never see.
He gulped trying to find his voice, “Haru… that’s the problem. I can't forget… I don't want to
forget.”

He turned and grasped one of Haru’s hands, stoking the soft skin, too nervous to say anything else.
Haru just looked at him, quizzically.

“I don’t understand. Then why? What’s wrong? ”

Rin let out a sound of annoyance. Not at Haru, never, but at himself, for keeping this so long to
himself. For worrying everyone that loves him and that he loves. For being a coward. He steeled
himself before taking a deep breath. Now or never.

“Haru… I love you. I’m in love with you.” It felt like the wind was knocked from him as he uttered
these words, but he also felt so light, so free. He sagged as the weight he never knew he carried
was lifted. “You’re it for me. That’s why… I just couldn’t stay. I couldn’t stay and wait for you to
kick me out, to tell me that we were done and that I could go home.” His voice wobbled and he put
a hand over his eyes to keep the tears in. He didn’t realize he had any left.

“Haru, you’re my home. If you kicked me out, I wouldn’t have anywhere else to go. That’s why…
I ran away. To feign some semblance of control. Looks like that didn’t work out.”

He hid his face, not wanting to see Haru’s reaction. He could feel the other man stiffen next to him
and heard the sharp breath he took at his confession. He felt Haru shaking next to him before he
heard the bubbling laughter. Rin lowered his hand and looked at Haru in surprise. Was he serious?
He ripped open his chest and bared his heart, and Haru was laughing at him?

Rin couldn’t help but feel hurt, “Why is that so funny?”

Haru continued to laugh, the sound almost manic, before finally getting control of himself and
wiping a tear from his eye. He turned his full body towards Rin, hands still clasped together.
“Idiot. I’m in love with you, too, Rin.”

There was a moment of dead utter silence before Rin squawked loudly, unable to form words as he
flailed around trying to form a coherent thought.

“What!? Wait, really? I- I had no idea!” Rin was so overcome with emotion he literally had no idea
what to do, “Why didn’t you say anything? You made me think I was some last resort!”

Haru sighed and patted Rin’s leg, almost condescendingly, “I don’t know how much clearer than
me wanting to share my heat with you was.” He smiled softly, looking at Rin with adoring eyes,
“You’re very dense sometimes.”

Rin sputtered before deciding to just shut his mouth. He was the dense one? Him ? WHAT ?

“Are you… are you being serious right now?”

Haru kept his small smile and nodded. “I was very distraught when I woke up and you were gone. I
thought… you didn’t want me and left. That you had finished your duty as my friend.” He frowned
at that and shrugged, “I tried calling you, but you never picked up. Really, the only reason I
decided to come here was the fact that everyone hadn’t heard from you and Makoto was telling me
how Yamazaki was freaking out. I knew it was serious then.”

Rin couldn’t believe it. Not even in his wildest dreams could he have imagined this.

“So, wait, Haru… you’re in love with me? Really?”

Haru nodded and that’s all Rin needed before flinging himself at him, causing both to topple out of
the bed and onto the cold wooden floor. Rin couldn’t stop the tears from flowing if he tried.

“Haru! Haru, I’m so happy…”

Haru patted his back as Rin cried, happy tears this time before pulling back to kiss Haru, before
Haru stopped him, putting one hand over his mouth.

“Rin, I do love you, but you stink. Get cleaned.”

Rin had the decency to look embarrassed, before smirking down at Haru.

“Maybe, if someone joined me, it would make it a little easier.”

Haru smiled and patted his face twice, before sighing dramatically, “I guess, if there’s no other
way.”

Rin got up and all but dragged Haru to the bathroom, indulging in the soft skin and delicate sounds,
learning the places that made Haru squirm and sigh, but knowing he had time to do it all again.

He didn’t worry about memorizing it.

Epilogue:

The last couple of weeks had been bliss. Every day they explored new things about each other,
whether about their body or their lives. Rin apologized to everyone and, besides Sousuke smacking
the hell out of him, everything was right with the world. Still, Rin wondered about something.

“By the way, Haru, was that really your first time with an alpha? You were just, I don’t know, so
lewd, I was caught off guard.”

Haru blushed and turned away, facing the opposite direction, “It was. I just watched some videos
and those things seemed to pop up a lot. Alphas all have the same taste, huh?”

He turned back facing Rin as the other man sputtered, before crossing his arms and pouting
slightly, “I wasn’t your first time, was I?”
 Rin rubbed the back of his neck and looked abashed, “Well…”

Haru frowned and walked up to Rin before grasping the back of his neck possessively. He rubbed
his scent gland all over Rin’s face, drenching him in his scent.

“Just remember. From now on, you’re mine, and I’m yours.”

Rin smiled, throwing his arms around Haru and nodding enthusiastically, “Of course, I’m only
yours and you’re only mine.”

Haru still seemed to think for a moment, before nodding and resting his head against Rin’s
shoulder, “Good. Cause I think I’m pregnant.”

“E-eh…?”

Rin.exe stopped working.

End Notes

First comes love, then comes marriage, then comes rinharu with a baby carriage!!

… wait this seems out of order haha

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