Chapter 8

JUSTIN'S POINT OF VIEW:

I woke up with a heavy body and a bad headache. Where am I?

I looked around and saw that I'm already at home. When did I get here?

'Crystal Condo... Unit 1004...'

'Alright. I'll take you home.'

Oh... That alpha. He brought me home.

"Oh, you're awake." I looked at the person who just opened the door. It was Daryl. "An alpha's smell is still on you. Did that alpha bring you home?" He asked as he walked to my bed and sat next to me.

I nodded slowly and avoided looking at him because of the sudden guilt that I felt. He sighed and said, "It's alright. I'm not mad at you, Jus. I'm just worried." I looked at him and saw that he a gentle smile was plastered on his face. He's not... mad.

"I kind of like that alpha. He never lays a finger on you even if you're in heat," he said and chuckled. "Ah... well..." I said as I touched the back of my head and smiled awkwardly.

"Why? What's wrong? Did he do something to you?" He asked as his eyebrows furrowed. "No, no, no! It's not like that..." I immediately retorted. That alpha's image in Daryl's mind might get ruined because of me. Haa... "What's wrong, then?" Daryl said and tilted his head a bit.

"I don't know... I think... I threw myself onto him earlier..." I said and felt my face heat up. This is so embarrassing. Daryl chuckled and said. "I kind of see that happening. But I have to admit," he looked at me and smiled. "That alpha is a good alpha. You said you threw yourself onto him, right? Even if you did that, he never touched you. He's quite the gentleman. He must have a lot of respect for you," he continued.

He does have a point. This isn't the first time that this happened. Last time, he just let me sleep in his room while he stayed outside.

He's... a good man.

How great would it be if I were his omega? I bet he'd be a great partner, too.

My eyes widened because of my thoughts. Haha, no way. I'm probably thinking like this because of my headache. Yep... that must be it.

"By the way, your bag is here. He must have brought it with him," Daryl said and looked at the bag placed on the floor near my bed. Oh... "I guess he did." He must have put it there before he left.

Who is he anyway? It's unfair that he knows my name while I don't know his. He should have at least let me know what his name is. Haaa...

*****

A few days have already passed and my heat has already ended. I'm currently on my way home right now. I want to go home right now since I feel so tired. I had to do all the delayed assignments from the days when I had my heat. I also have unfinished works, so I have to continue doing them at home. Life isn't easy, you know?

As I was walking at the plaza, I saw someone crying while sitting on the bench.

This is totally none of my business, but I want to at least offer him a handkerchief to wipe his tears.

I took my hanky from my pocket and stared at it for a while. I should give this to him, right?

I walked towards him and stopped in front of him. "I guess you need this," I said as I handed him my handkerchief. He just stared at me for a while. Why? Is there something... Oh! "Don't worry, it's clean! I promise you, it is. I've never used this today, so you can have it," I said and smiled awkwardly.

He probably thought my hanky was dirty. It's understandable if he thinks that way. After all, he has no way of knowing if my hanky really was clean or not.

"N-No, that's not it. Thank you," he said and took the handkerchief from my hand. "You need company?" I asked as I tilted my head a bit. He looked at me for a while, just like earlier, and shook his head. "This is more than enough," he said as he showed me the handkerchief I gave him. "Thank you," he continued and smiled. "You're welcome. You don't have to return it. Wipe your tears with it whenever you feel sad," I said and smiled before I left.

He must be facing some kind of problem right now. He looks like he's been through a lot lately. I feel so bad for him. I hope my handkerchief helped though.

I went home right away and answered all my unfinished works. I have to catch up so I wouldn't be left behind. My grades might drop too if I don't.

Being an omega really sucks. Haa... I just want to live a life where I won't suffer like this, but I guess that's not possible. After all, a person's second gender can never change.

Most people think that an omega is a pain in the ass, but there are also some who treat omegas preciously, especially male omegas. Male omegas are quite a rarity, since most omegas are females.

Well, even if some people think like that, I still don't like my second gender. In fact, I hate it so much.

After finishing, I immediately went to sleep without even eating dinner. I'm too tired to stand up and go to the kitchen. I closed my eyes and slowly fell asleep...

Or at least that's what I hoped to happen.

"Jus..." I opened my eyes and sat up as I heard Daryl's voice. He was already inside my room, and he looked terrible. "Hey, what happened?" I said as I stood up and walked towards him.

He sighed and smiled a little. "Can we have a drink tonight?" He said with sadness evident in his eyes.

"Sure, I'll go buy some."