Off the High Horse (Coffee-Tastic and YellowPerch) [18+]

[YellowPerch]

Hiro was just finishing up with he customer when Takuma came shouting out of the bathroom. Hiro stood in place as he came toward him. "Y-you finished it?" Hiro leaned to the side, taking a glimpse at the bathroom. He could see the vacuum sitting against the wall outside of the bathroom, but he couldn't see the floor inside. Well,at least, he couldn't tell if it was still wet. "Thanks for that." Hiro rubbed the back of his head, letting a sad smile on his face. At least it wasn't the fake one again. "It gets hard to finish things when your by yourself. I'm actually pretty glad manager hired someone else." He looked around at that the clock. It was coming up on two o'clock. Four more hours and they'd be able to close.

 

However, because Takuma was only hired to be a cleaner, there was no need to keep him working for more then nesseccary. Hiro looked around to see if there was anything else to do. Besides the back room, which would take an entire day to schedule for, there was really only handling the garbage and sweeping the shop floor. "uh, well, I guess I'll have you take care of the trash and then sweep the shop. I need to go back to inventorying, so if you need me, just call me over." He waited for Takuma to answer him before he left the guy with his next task. And before inventorying, he'd go and but the vacuum away.

[Coffee-Tastic]

"Okay, I'll do those things then," So was Hiro annoyed by him or not? Takuma was confused by the change, but he was glad to be appreciated. So even if the beta got such a rude helper, he was still happy to have an extra hand? How desperate were they for a new employee? They had to be very desperate if the only worker here was glad to have him to help... But no matter the attitude he had, his rude behavior, that didn't change the fact that he did real work. He carried heavy, old magazines to the recycling by himself, he put out new ones for display and he cleaned the bathroom. That was damn good if anyone asked him.

 

Taking out the trash would be as simple as tossing away the mags, only it would just smell worse and be more unpleasant to touch with his hands. Sweeping would be a lot more easier. Easier was always better, so he went to get he broom and dustpan he saw from the closet earlier. By the sound of it, he wouldn't have to be doing much else besides these two chores. Then he could go back to his sorry hotel room and rest because he didn't know what else to do anymore. He no longer could ride horses, he couldn't go out on the yacht... He didn't have money to waste on anything. Takuma didn't know how people lived liked his. There was nothing fun to do. Living like this was the same as being in a hamster wheel, working just for survival with no means of escape.

 

Sweeping up dust bunnies and other dirt from the floor, he sighed loudly like, again, a child, groaning to himself, "I might die from boredom before I'm successful in this industry..." He pouted, putting his hands on the top of the broom handle as he took a small break to glance around the shop, seeing Hiro working on inventory by himself. He stared at him, wondering if he should talk to the pleb. "... You over there! There's more thongs to do after I finish those two things right? I have nothing else better to do and as much as I'd rather leave, I want to make more money for myself at the end of the day."

[YellowPerch]

Hiro watched Takuma leave before he left to go out the vacuum away. He noticed how Takuma went straight for the closet, finding the dust pan and broom. He was actually shocked when Takuma did something good, well, more reasonable. The other employees had to be trained to sweep first then take out the trash. It only made sense to throw the dirt and such in the trash first, then take it out. Hiro let a small smile cross his face for an instant. Then he went to get the vacuum, unplugging it, and placed it back in the closet he had gotten it from. Hiro figured he'd help out a little bit and decided to at least take the bags out of the trash for Takuma. He needed a new bag in there anyway before the trash got to heavy and ended up ripping.

 

Hiro stepped over to the can closest to the break room. There were only two trash cans, but it still collected a lot of trash throughout the day. Hiro looked down into the trash as he leaned forward to take the bag out. That was when he spotted the rice ball inside. Hiro stopped for a moment and continued to look down at the rice ball before looking up at Takuma who was sweeping away. Hiro let a small frown form. Was he just not hungry? Hiro walked away from the trash and left it alone.

 

He decided he'd just go and work on inventory until it was closing time or he was done. Which at the rate he was going, he wouldn't finish today at all. His mind was now constantly on cycle, asking himself all these questions and not knowing the answers. Does he not like rice? He's rich, so maybe he thought the snack wasn't even worth his time? Or did he hate Hiro? Deciding that anyone lower then he wasn't worth his time at all. Hiro sighed after recounting the gummy bears a third time. Then he heard Takuma call out to him, not even using his name. Hiro dropped his head, as if he were tired of listening to a child ask questions over and over. Then he groaned out before standing. "It's Hiroooo."

 

Hiro stood up after hearing Takuma ask him what else there was to do. He thought for a moment. He didn't want the back room to be started on just yet, that would certainly take a whole day to do. Then he remembered, "ah! Manager wants to start cooking hotdogs in our portable grill. But it needs to be cleaned out. It hasn't been used for two years, and it hasn't been cleaned since then." He let a pathetic laugh out like he had forgotten something. "I'll go get it and put in the break room. You can clean it in there." Then Hiro left for the back room.

[Coffee-Tastic]

Cooking hotdogs for a market? Takuma was grossed out by the idea, but also he was grossed out by a lot of things nowadays, and didn't want to take any part of helping, and that feeling doubled when he learned it would be him to clean a portable grill that hasn't been cleaned in two years. He could throw out trash, he could sweep the floors and clean a bathroom, but he wasn't touching a filthy grill. It was his job to be cleaning and being the guy to do things exactly like this, but he really didn't want to do this. At least not all of it... He gripped the handle of the broom and cleared his throat, "Wait! Um... Hiro?" He finally said his name, he bet the brunet would like that.

 

Takuma smiled a little sheepishly, "I know you were doing inventory, but do you think you can get ahead on that grill a bit? I'm nearly done sweeping and taking out the trash is as easy as," he chuckled, "taking out the trash, so that won't take long either. It'll be really helpful and what are coworkers for there's no teamwork involved. Right?" It was the first time he was sounding polite and behaved, "Please, Hiro?" Takuma really looked like a good boy all of a sudden because he felt like it would push that kind face to smile back at him and say Yes, okay Takuma. He's been able to do this kind of trickery ever since he was a little boy to get things he wanted. Getting older, he could just demand things, but there still was a satisfaction he got from getting others to willingly to things for him.

[YellowPerch]

Hiro had nearly made it to the back room when he heard his name being called. He instantly stopped, eyes wide, he really didn't think Takuma would call out his name so soon. He turned around and looked at him, a small smile on his face. "What's up?" He waited for the other to let him know why he called out to him, but he didn't step closer or start walking away. When Takuma asked him to get started on the grill, Hiro's eye brows rose for a moment. He thought about it. He was still inventorying, and at this rate he figured he'd end up running late in passing it in. But then Takuma asked politely, adding a please to his question. Hiro sighed.

 

He smiled at Takuma. He was right, what were coworkers for if there was no teamwork? "All right, I'll start it. But as soon as you finish with the trash you have to come help." He pointed at Takuma, his smile still in place. Was the rich kid finally realizing what it meant to work along side someone else? Hiro turned around and left to go grab the grill. It took a little while to find, but he had found it on the very top shelf with a large box on top of it. Hiro looked around for a step stool, finding it behind and under several more boxes. He dragged the step stool over to the grill's shelf and stepped up. When he tried lifting the box off he found it was way to heavy. He'd need the three step ladder, not the step stool.

 

The ladder had been used plenty of times, so it was easy enough to find and carry over to the shelf. Hiro pushed the stool out of the way and placed the ladder down instead. He was able to stand on the second step and reach the box perfectly. It was a struggle to get the box to even move forward. But after several minutes Hiro managed to pull it to the end of the shelf. Unfortunately it ended up being that one side was heavier then the other, making the side on the edge the heavier one. The box toppled over, forcing the grill to flip over, and both ended up falling off the shelf. They hit the ladder, knocking Hiro off and into boxes placed on the floor. The closet finally became a war zone as boxes and a grill came toppling down off the shelfs.

[Coffee-Tastic]

Smiling proudly at Hiro's cooperation, he continued to sweep up the dust at his normal pace, hoping that the slower he was, the more that the brunet would be able to do in the time it took him to be done and go to the break room. Takuma never felt bad for doing something like this. It wasn't an evil kind of manipulation. Mean, but not evil. Evil would be disowning your son and telling everyone that it was his choice just to keep your image perfect. This was only getting a fellow employee to clean something he didn't want to. Anyways, who was doing most of the manual work here already? It was him. Hiro could so a little bit of cleaning, Takuma already had his hands dirty enough today.

 

His sweeping didn't go on much longer after hearing things fall down in the direction of that back room. Takuma's head turned in that direction with a frown because he could take one wild guess of what that noise was after seeing the mess that was in there. Takuma wasn't rushed, but he carefully leaned the broom against a shelf and came over. Seeing an explosion of fallen boxes and right there was a fallen Hiro. He covered half of his mouth with his wrist and held back a blatant laugh, "So this is what the racket was..." With his own size, he wouldn't have needed a ladder like that to get up. He wouldn't have needed that much energy to carry the grill down either. This wasn't on him, so he still didn't feel bad. "If you couldn't do it yourself, you should have asked me. I have to clean a bigger mess now," he couldn't be mad, not when he could imagine this whole thing happening. And instead of helping Hiro up off those uncomfortable boxes, he just stood there, looking at him with a high amusement, "Hopefully you didn't break anything. That would be bad."

[YellowPerch]

Hiro was rubbing at his head when Takuma showed up. "Owwowowow." He wasn't hard, just hit the back of his head a little bit on one of the shelves. He looked up at the other, noticing pretty clear that he was holding back laughter. Hiro sat up a little more, trying to regain some sort of balance back. "Well, I figured I was being helpful. I can see now that I did, infact cause a bigger mess." His scowl was evident, but he didn't direct it at Takuma, instead at the boxes around him. Hiro tried standing up, first crawling on to his knees, before pushing himself off the ground from a better position. "There's no need for you to clean it. I was the one who caused the mess." He started wiping himself off as he stood. But as soon as he put pressure on his right foot, he lost balancing. He fell into another shelf, luckily nothing else fell. He clicked his tongue.

 

Clearly Hiro would have been in no position to continue walking on his foot. But he forced himself through the pain. "I'll clean it up. So...just go finish sweeping for now." He winced when he bent over to take a look at the grill. It didn't look broken, but from where it was half way under some boxes, he couldn't completely tell. Hiro began removing the more lighter boxes and putting them back on the lowest shelves. He didn't even look at Takuma as he spoke to him. Embarrassed? Sure he was a little bit. Showing a new employee that he was practically useless. But most of it was because he was upset. At himself and a little bit at Takuma for almost laughing at him. He just wanted the day to be done. Then he could go home and lie down.

[Coffee-Tastic]

His lips pursed, watching the smaller male fumble again after loosing balance. Hiro reminded him of a clumsy fawn trying to walk, meaning it was cute but ultimately sad when you thought about it. "I will do that, but to avoid any more problems..." he walked in after Hiro moved the other boxes out of the way, taking the heaviest looking boxes and putting them back on the middle shelf with ease, then carried the grill in his arms, "You're welcome." He didn't look at the brunet after carrying it either. Takuma didn't want to have to touch this thing, yet here he was lifting it himself just to avoid Hiro screwing up again. How was it that this was just his second real job and he wasn't messing this up as badly as the current worker here. He made a pool out of the bathroom, sure, but that was clean and it didn't take a lot of energy to vacuum up the water afterwards, it wasn't the same as making a whole bunch of boxes fall over on the ground.

 

I've helped enough here. That thought crossed his mind as he left without another word. Hiro could put away the smaller boxes, unless he was really that weak, and then go clean the grill because that apparently wouldn't be as difficult for the guy than actually carrying the thing. He could feel the dust and some old grease on his hands, making him cringe the entire way to the break room where he put it on the table, and now he could go back to sweeping... If this was his employee rival, it was going to be a fast route to the top.

[YellowPerch]

Hiro fell silent when Takuma came into the room, only to lift the heavy box that originally caused all this mess and the grill. He was going to say a quick thanks. He thought he'd end up having to move the box again. But instead Takuma spoke first, a huffed out 'your welcome' coming from his lips. Clearly he was still upset over Hiro having made the mess. When the other left Hiro puffed out his cheeks and stared at the ground. "I was only trying to help." He spoke out loud, but he knew Takuma wouldn't had heard him. He went back to cleaning up the boxes. However it took him longer then he was hoping for, due to the clear sprain of his ankle. At this rate Hiro would end up having to stay a little longer at work to catch himself up on what he didn't get to for inventory. Tomorrow he'd finish the rest.

 

The entire time Hiro cleaned up the boxes, no customer had come in. Which worked for him, seeing as Takuma didn't know register and he wouldn't have to fall even more behind. By the time he finished cleaning it was nearly almost closing time. With it being a Sunday, the manager liked to make sure the store closed early. Giving his employees most of the night off from working. The store was open until six, Monday through Thursday; open until eight, Friday and Saturday; and open until four on Sunday. Hiro liked these schedules and they worked perfectly with his school schedule. Hiro hobbled and sighed as he came out of the back room, groaning to himself after noticing the time. Then he looked around for Takuma.

[Coffee-Tastic]

Takuma swept to himself, thanking the heavens that nobody had come into the store. He could fake smile to appear kind all he wanted to, but be was still a worker that had not a single clue how to handle customers in a nice way, he didn't know where certain things were in the store and he's never worked a cash register before in his life. To say in the least, he was only useful for manual labor, which is also what he didn't like to do because it was too hands on for his liking. Nevertheless, he finished sweeping after a while and he had the garbage thrown out.

 

His propriety was cleaning his perfect hands after that, washing his hands thoroughly again in the sparkling bathroom. And yes he did grin at himself in his pride of its luster... He came out rubbing his hands until catching the beta in his sights. Seems like he finally can see the light of day. It took him forever to come out of there. Hiro had his back towards him, so when he approached, he was silent all but the moment he said right behind him, "That took you a while, didn't it?"

[YellowPerch]

He hadn't seen Takuma anywhere. Thinking he was in the break room, only to find he wasn't there. When Hiro came back out he decided Takuma was probably in the bathroom. Seeing how it was closed and Takuma was nowhere else in sight. Hiro was looking at the inventory checklist, his back turned when Takuma came back. Hiro hadn't heard any footsteps behind him, but it was when Takuma spoke out suddenly did Hiro jump. He let out a small shriek before jumping forward. Of course this stressed out his ankle and Hiro fell against a shelf, luckily this time nothing fell off.

 

Hiro looked up at Takuma after calming his nerves and trying to ignore the pain in his ankle. "T-Takuma, I didn't hear you coming at all!" He groaned out a sigh for a moment, then looked back at the other. "Wh-what did..Oh, yeah, it- it took me a little longer then I had hoped." He looked out the window, realizing the late of the day. "Did, you finish the things I asked you to do?" He looked at Takuma until the other spoke up. If he had finished then he could just go home for the night.

[Coffee-Tastic]

That jump and that shriek was what he was hoping for, making the alpha grin with satisfaction. He wasn't hoping for the brunet to fall again. By the looks of it, the fall came from a weak ankle... Had that not healed yet? Takuma thought that bad foot was just a soreness Hiro had from the fall, not a sprain. That would explain why he took so long to finish fixing the mess he made. An employee that made messes wasn't a strong competitor, but one that kept working despite an injury was. If that were him, he'd spend the rest of the work hours in the break room on his phone. Yet, did Hiro realize that by not taking a break, it wasn't helping that ankle whatsoever? It might take longer to destress now.

 

"Yes, it's done. But the grill isn't cleaned, it took long than I thought to sweep all the floors. I had just finished with the trash a few minutes ago," he stared at Hiro with his eyes looking as if they were expecting something. It wasn't that he was expecting something, it's just how he looked. As if he was never actually satisfied with anything unless he was smirking or making some kind of other expression. "You came to me to tell me to finish the grill, right? You'll have to show me how to clean it if that's the case."

[YellowPerch]

Hiro listened to Takuma as he mentioned finishing the sweeping and having just taken out the trash. Hiro thought about the rice ball he had found in the trash and was going to ask about it. But he quickly dismissed that thought. Hiro pushed himself off the shelf and took a clumsy step away from it. He let a smile graze his lips when he looked back at Takuma. Then he rubbed the back of his head. "Ah, actually. It's nearly closing time. So I was going to let you go home. I figured I could just clean it anyway." He looked away at the clipboard he had dropped on the floor. "I'll be staying a little later as it is."

 

Hiro really didn't want to stay behind. He still had to go home and cook dinner. Luckily he didn't have homework like he normally would if it weren't a vacation week. Hiro bent down to pick up the clipboard, trying with all his might to keep his weight off his ankle. When he stood back up again he placed the clipboard under his arm. "So long as your done with the other stuff. I don't mind if you leave early. I can close up the shop too. Ah! if you can just take in the sign from out front. That would help" He watched Takuma and waited for him to say something. His smile never once dropped from his lips as he spoke the whole time.

[Coffee-Tastic]

Takuma's amber eyes narrowed, frowning in response to Hiro's smile, "Okay, I'll do that... But if you think you're going to clean the grill here by yourself, you're wrong. You clean the grill and sit down, I'll do the inventory." He huffed, smirking as he grabbed the clipboard and walked pass Hiro to bring in the open sign. Okay, he was seeing what was going on. He wasn't going to let it happen. Hiro wanted to look better by working overtime with a sprained ankle. No. If he was staying after hours, he would too. Hiro smiled so much, but he must have some intention for working so hard even though he was injured. The brunet must feel threatened by the kind of material the manager brought in... He should be. Takuma was going to smoke him and become assistant manager before him.

 

Hiro doing inventory meant he had to go around the store on his feet, but at least in the break room cleaning, he could sit down and stay in once place so he wouldn't work out his ankle. Then that injury wouldn't contribute to him getting more compensation for his loyal service to the market and the manager. For himself, this would make him look better. Staying overtime, helping a coworker and taking initiative all by himself. He wouldn't let Hiro get him to reverse these rolls. This was what he was going to do.

[YellowPerch]

Hiro nodded and reached for his clipboard again. He was about to start working on the inventory once more before Takuma grabed it out of his hands. Hiro was surprised at the action, and even started at him as if he had two heads. Why was Takuma taking the initiative to finish counting? Cleaning the grill in the break room meant he could sit and do it. Did Takuma really consider Hiro's ankle and took the job which required him to stand and kneel and put all that pressure on his ankle? Hiro nodded as began clumsily walking to the register first. He had to close the register before he could do anything else.

 

He watched as Takuma went to take in the sign and lock up the front door. Hiro couldn't help but shake the feeling that Takuma wasn't as awdul and dreadful as he first made the guy out to be. His smile widened just a little more at the thought. Maybe he really could trust Takuma a little more. Hiro closed the register and took the cash drawer with him to the back room. When he entered the room he placed the drawer on one of the tables and began counting it down. When he finished he left it on the table. He would go lock it up in the manager's office just before leaving.

 

Hiro took a clump of paper towels from the sink area and wet half of it. He even borrowed some of the dish soap that was kept under the sink. It took a lot of upper arm strength from him, strength that he obviously didn't have. But he managed to clean half of it in no time. Hiro stopped for a moment, wiping at his forehead with the back of his hand. "Remind me to make sure this thing gets cleaned more often." Hiro wasn't talking to anyone but himself. He noticed a while ago that he seemed to talk to himself often. He just hoped no body considered it weird.

[Coffee-Tastic]

He didn't consider it in the beginning, but on top of all those gains from forcing Hiro to take his task, Takuma can do inventory without having to get his hands dirty. It was counting and writing down the number on the clipboard. It was incredibly easy! For Hiro, the job might be boring and tedious, but for a slacker like Takuma, it was a gift. There was no lifting involved, his hands wouldn't get dirty and because it was taking count of everything in the store, he could be doing this simple task for a long time. He'd choose a boring, long chore over lots of smaller ones that involved direct contact with germs. One would never accurately guess how much he valued his appearance, his hands included.

 

A long, time consuming task this was, but this was after hours and there was nothing else more to do after this. There was no reason to stretch this out longer than he needed to. A quick, well done inventory check was more impressive than a slow, well done check by far. He was a lot quicker than Hiro, because he wanted to do this better than him and Hiro had a limp so... Of course he was faster than he could have done. He was raised to know how to count right, his parents practically gave him wads of cash and was told to count it. If he wasn't smart and quick about it, then he'd just prove he was useless to them in another way besides being unable to be compatible with daughters of other rich families.

 

As he was finishing, he frowned, remembering how that fact was the reason why they kicked him off the horse. It was pathetic. If they were that upset that he wouldn't marry and help them get more money from their families, they should have given him a company to run to make a profit, but no, they just wanted him to be forced to like people he didn't know... His parents though, would never give him anything to run on his own, he was far too arrogant, even for them to believe in him. "Pah." He grunted and attached the pen to the metal clip of the board, "Done." He didn't bother looking over the work he did, because it was all right and he knew that, and went to the break room for Hiro, coming in the break room, blinking lazily, "Hiro?"

[YellowPerch]

When Hiro was cleaning the grill he suddenly started to feel hot. He didn't think anything of it. The room had a tendency to get hot when the door was closed. Hiro always tried to keep the door open on really hot days. Soon the hot became too much, making Hiro stop cleaning the grill. He pushed the chair away from the table, giving him room to bend over and hold his stomach. Then his chest began to hurt, and he reached up to grip his shirt in a clump. "No...No not here. Anything but here." His breath was catching in his throat and the heat of inside made his cheeks turn red.

 

Hiro tried to stand up out of his seat. He had absolutely no strength in him anymore. And it had barely been five minutes with the fever. Hiro fell out of the chair, knocking it to the floor. He crawled to the wall, liking the feelings of the cold floor. When he made it to the corner of his room, he cuddled against himself trying to get the heat to calm down. It wasn't doing anything. He had no way of being able to stand up and look in his locker for his medicine. Did he even have it on him? Hiro started to hiccup through the tears that began to fall. He was in pain, he wanted the pain to go away.

 

Suddenly the door opened and Hiro heard Takuma's voice. His eyes widened in fear and he cowered further into the corner. 'Go away...Please' He said to himself, unable to voice his words now through his heavy gasping. He didn't want Takuma to see him like this. What would he think? He hated being a beta, the alphas never had this much pain when their heat started. A small quivering sound escaped from Hiro as he hid himself in the corner.

[Coffee-Tastic]

With Nobody here, it was confusing to say at the most... He never saw him leaving. He could be in the bathroom, he guessed, that was something Hiro wouldn't have needed to update Takuma about. The blond would just wait in here for him to come back, but not even a few seconds after assuming Hiro wasn't here, he heard a noise in the back corner. Before he checked to what that was, he was impacted with a... Very, very certain smell that hit him with a hard surprise. A sweet, yet overbearing flower that had the power to smack him in the face and widen his red honey eyes. He couldn't pinpoint on what it was, because he's never smelled something like it before, though at the same time he felt like it was too familiar.

 

For an alpha that never has encountered the smell of heat, it was an overbearing thing. When he felt like he was hit, that was no exaggeration. The reaction afterwards wasn't a displeasure like he imagined it to be, it was giving him a desperate feeling that had him draw to Hiro on instinct. Seeing the beta in the corner, hormones got him in the gut harder than the smell alone had. "Hiro? You're..." The brunet shivering in the corner, breathing like that, he realized what it was finally, "You've got to be kidding me."

 

He put his hand over his nose to keep from literally losing himself, "Trying to work more than me and now trying to do this," he grumbled and came closer to him, grabbing his shoulder, growling at him, "What do I do?! Where's your medicine??" This was too wrong. The only thing he wanted to do right now was turn him around and attack, yet also do a bunch of things he'd never want to do with anyone. He got it, this was a beta's heat. Why was this not it was explained to him? It was described as wanting to have sex badly, he got that, and what about this other thing he felt? It wasn't all in his dick, he felt a lot of it in his heart. "D-Dammit," he squeezed his nose more, but it wasn't helping. The air all around Hiro was thick and he didn't need to smell it directly to get the effects, "How irresponsible are you betas?" He couldn't have sex with this guy. No. He couldn't. He couldn't. He couldn't....

[YellowPerch]

Hiro squeezed his eyes shut when Takuma entered the room. He didn't want him noticing him. Not like this. However, his hopes washed away instantly when he heard Takuma call out his name. His left hand shot up from his chest to his head, gripping tightly onto his own head. He was uncomfortable as his legs quivered and moved anxiously about. He needed to get this to stop. But when Takuma grabbed his shoulder and growled at him, Hiro let out several sounds. From a moan, to a whimper, to a hiccup and then to him yelling. "St-stay away. Go away!"

 

In his attempt to try and get away from Takuma he smacked his head on the wall behind him. It hurt, but he'd rather feel that pain then the pain in his chest. He heard Takuma yell out to him for his medicine. But without being able to move his hands away all he could was try to gasp out his words. "M-my...locker...maybe." Hiro wasn't even sure if his medicine was in there. It had been while since his last heat, so he didn't worry about having his medicine on him. Hiro's tears flowed strongly down his face.

 

When Takuma stood up to check his locker Hiro began panting against the wall. If he didn't take his medicine soon, Hiro thought something was going to happen. He watched Takuma out of the corner of his eye. He was desperate to find Hiro's medicine. And when he first entered, he noticed how he tried to block his nose. Hiro wanted to know what it felt like to be touched by Takuma's hands. He was strong, he personally saw first hand. Suddenly Hiro cried out as a pain shot through his stomach. His widened in fear.

 

After being having several conversations with his doctor. He came to learn that if there was ever a moment he felt so much pain at one time, it was his body creating the womb betas developed during there heat. He never noticed it before, always having taken his medicine before it got that far. Hiro's strength was going away, and soon he was barely able to hold his body against himself. His arms fell to his sides and his legs lay out in front of him, limp. Now all that remained was the intense heat and ragged breaths.

[Coffee-Tastic]

He could have been more graceful in looking through his things in the locker, but when he was covering his nose and was on the edge of slipping sanity, he didn't care. Hiro wouldn't mind either, he was in the corner, panting and giving off the most insanely great smell ever in the alpha's life. Being born a dominant, the natural instincts were going in overdrive the longer he stayed in this room that reeked of a beta's heat. Instincts to claim Hiro were overbearing him hard, the frustration in him was coming out too, tossing things out of the locker find that medicine. He glanced over at Hiro, the beta spent and unable to move. He must be in a lot of pain, but that smell was so inviting, it was telling him to go over there and do whatever he wanted because that beta was his.

 

Takuma found the bottle and was about to loose his mind thinking it was empty, but at the bottom were the white pills that would save the both of them. He grabbed the bottle and quickly went to machine to get a bottle of water for Hiro so he could swallow. It took him some effort to get the dollar bill inside the machine from his unsteady hands, but as soon as the bottle clunked down, he snatched it, holding his breath, refusing to inhale any of this air.

 

He came down on the floor, opening the medicine bottle and shoving it to Hiro, a heavy layer of lust in his eyes, "There." He opened the bottle and gave it over, "Drink now, hurry," he had to take a deep breath for air, which intoxicated him the the point of moaning, "When it's done, let me know." He covered his nose again and picked himself up, staggering and bumping into a chair when he was trying to leave, never feeling so frantic ever in his life. "S-Shit..."

[YellowPerch]

Hiro's pain diminished after his body was done developing. But what remained was the utter want to feel good. He watched through lustful eyes how frantic Takuma was trying to find the medicine. He had closed his eyes at one point, due to the feeling that if he didn't stop watching the other anytime soon, he would begin crawling over to the man. When he opened his eyes again, Takuma was frantically trying to stuff a dollar in the vending machine. It took several minutes before it finally took. A loud thunk sounded in the room as the water dropped out of the machine. He watched as Takuma came running to him, opening the bottle of water and medicine as he crouched down beside him.

 

Hiro took the medicine, his hands accidentally brushing across Takuma's skin. The sensation sending chills down his spine. Hiro shakily took the bottles from Takuma and noticed the look in his eyes. Hiro wanted those eyes to look at him even more. He closed his eyes and when he opened them again he watched as the other left the room, not first before bumping into a chair.

 

Hiro took the medicine bottle and tipped it back until he could feel one of the pills slip into his mouth. Then he lifted the water and drank it, swallowing the medicine with it. The room was silent, despite the heavy breathing coming from Hiro. It was twenty minutes before Hiro was able to start moving his limbs around more freely. And ten minutes after that his breathing managed to calm down again. He stayed in the corner of the room until he was completely sated. It had been a total of forty-five minutes before he was able to stand up.

 

He crawled over to the chair he was previously sitting in and used it and the table to stand back up. He got up and stood there for a moment, regain balance on his still shaky legs. Hanging on to anything he could get his hands on, Hiro began making his way out of the room. When he opened the door to leave he shakily called out, not knowing where the other was. "T-takuma...Where..?" He looked around for the other, not leaving the frame of the door as he leaned against it.

[Coffee-Tastic]

Takuma went straight for the bathroom for a good self dosage of cold water to his face over and over again to cool his head down after looking at his face and seeing that his own cheeks were red too. Everything in his head was hazy from being in that thick aired room filled with that... that irresponsible, but tempting beta and his really really good smell. Never has he been more insulted in his life to be forced to behave like that and be put in a position to loose his cool. If his behavior weren't bad enough, being so frantic and uncontrolled, he had an unhappy part of his body making his pants tight because of Hiro. How hard was it to take a pill every once in a while?! It should be hard to do that and not make things so incredibly awkward and unbearable for an alpha!

 

The top lid of the toilet seat became his claimed spot after washing his face to wake himself up back to his normal self. He still had that issue in his underwear, but he refused to do anything with it for a few reasons. First, Takuma cleaned this whole place down from top to bottom, enough where he was okay with sitting right here on the lid, but that didn't change the fact it was a bathroom. Secondly, he wasn't about to touch himself thinking about that plebeian named Hiro who was his competition for the same position as he was. He had no connection to that man, just like those women that his parents set him up with to marry, so if he wouldn't bother marrying those girls, why would he bother to feel attracted to some lower class beta?

 

He kept thinking how he wouldn't feel attracted to Hiro, but he also couldn't get the smell out of his head. It was as if the smell was stuck in his nose or something... It wasn't just that either. The same soreness he felt in his chest hadn't stopped yet either. It was making him feel weird from the inside out and that was something he couldn't stop no matter what. Takuma couldn't name this feeling, but it didn't matter. It'll go away eventually. Starting to think about other things to distract his mind and body, his back hunched over and held his face with his elbows touching his knees. He wouldn't leave until every ounce of this was out of his system.

 

Ten minutes. Fifteen minutes. Thirty minutes... That time passed by fast to the alpha and he still was in a battle with himself when he heard Hiro's voice. In his mind he had been constantly hating on the beta, yet hearing him call his name, he got up immediately and went out of the bathroom to confront him. His face was no longer red and the rest of him calmed down too, but the look on his face was different from the normal. Anger but also a strange hint of a chaste want, as if he was glad to see him, "Oh. You're finally back to normal huh?" He crossed his arms, "I'd like a very solid apology from you. Now would be great."

[YellowPerch]

Hiro thought that maybe Takuma went home. Not seeing any sight of him. But on moments from calling his name the other came out of the bathroom. Hiro froze in his spot against the door frame. What on earth could Takuma had been in the bathroom for? Hiro praye dit was to just calm down, to escape the scene of Hiro. As soon as the other walked up to him Hiro quivered, afraid he'd be yelled at instantly. Instead, although it wasn't yelling, he was harshly spoken to. Hiro looked away completely unable to look the man in the eyes.

 

"I'm so sorry, Takuma! I had no idea that was going to happen!" He stayed looking t the ground. He had no idea how else to tell Takuma his deepest apologies. He fiddled with his fingers, looking anywhere but at Takuma. He could still vaguely feel the affects of his heat in his body. His cheeks were still red, and his eyes were still vaguely wet with tears. Of course now, just anticipating the thought of being yelled at by the other was making his eyes tear up again. He couldn't let Takuma see him.

 

Eventually the silence got to him, and instead of fiddling with his thumbs, Hirp was wrapping his arms around his self. He just wanted to disappear. To not exist at this very moment. He had forgotten about the pain in his ankle, although he was standing completely on his other foot. Luckily he had the frame to lean on. He mumbled to rid the silence. "Im really sorry."

[Coffee-Tastic]

He had no idea that was going to happen? Wasn't it supposed to be a beta's job to make sure that didn't happen? If Hiro left work normally, then that could have happened on the street right? That was dangerous. A beta couldn't have just forgot all of that unless he was an idiot. Staring at Hiro, he shook his head. This guy wasn't an idiot. He was the smartest person he's come across in the real world. Hiro wanted this to happen, because if Takuma had done anything, he could have filed for assault and claim he wasn't in the right state of mind to have properly refused him. If it went beyond that and a child was born, he could have practically cut his throat and try to suck up as much money as he could from his family. After all, Hiro knew who his family was...

 

Takuma sighed. He had a huge problem on his hands. His coworker was a mastermind and he was also... cute..? Hiro was clearly ashamed and embarrassed, that red face didn't tell lies, but that and the small tears at the edges of his face, it painted an image of a cute animal feeling bad for what they had done. Takuma really wanted to pet his head and wipe his eyes. The shame... "Tch," he sucked his teeth, turning his head sharply off to the side, "You had better keep yourself under control. If it happens again, I'm leaving you to deal with it yourself. Those things aren't an alpha's problem to handle... You know. I also expect a thank you. I didn't have to help, and you also owe me a dollar for the water." Glaring back at Hiro he added, "You got that?"

[YellowPerch]

When Hiro heard the clicking of Takuma's tongue he twitched and closed his eyes. He didn't want to be yelled at, he relly didn't mean to forget to take his medicine. But there was no way he could just say that out loud. He looked up in surprise after hearing the other's words. He really was expecting to be yelled at, to have the rich boy attitude blown at him all at once. Instead it was just a mere lecture. Something he could handle more right now over yelling. Hiro's eyes widened and shut tight as he nodded in agreement. "I'll make sure to be more careful. I really will!" He felt guilty about having Takuma help him. He knew very well what a beta could do to an Alpha's senses. He looked down again before Takuma spoke again about the water. "I'll pay you back! Um, I don't have any money on me now, but...I'll pay you back for the water." He fell silent again.

 

It was late, Hiro still had his walk back home, Which would only take him longer now that he had to watch the way he stepped. He smiled up at the other, cheeks still red. His eyes had stopped crying, but they would surely be swollen tomorrow. "It's late now. So, why don't we leave for the night." He rubbed the back of his head in embarrassment over the whole day. He wouldn't be surprised if Takuma never cme back because of it. Because of him. Hiro glanced up at Takuma before looking away again. "U-um...T-thank you. For earlier. Thanks....really."