Thread by @Iracebeth3

cw: a/b/o, noncon attempt, some sexism stuff

Becoming an omega is a weird experience.

It's alienating, in a way that's hard to understand until you've been through it.

Suddenly, your friends are afraid you'll steal their partners, because an omega's scent would be "too much."

If you're a guy, it's weird in a different way.

Mirio takes a while to notice but, as time goes by, signs just start to pile up. His friends (particularly his /male/ friends) act different around him. They're stiff and weird. They don't tell him he's not one of the+

the homies anymore, but they don't have to. He knows. He can feel it.

Perhaps the only person that still acts somewhat the same is Tamaki. He still comes to his house after school even if Mirio is alone at home, and he's still as Tamaki as ever, telling him+

everything. And Mirio is glad, really, that he gets to keep his best friend, but he's also kind of sorry about the rest.

So he tries to be part of the group again. He laughs at their jokes, even at the ones he finds offensive, and goes out of his way to show it+

doesn't bother him. He misses his friends.

Tamaki is kind of weird about it. He seems irritated, glues himself to Mirio's side and always makes that ugly upset face at the jokes and everything. While it's not weird for people to find Tamaki to be a killjoy (Mirio+

is well aware not everyone is as used to Tamaki's antics as he is), it's odd for things to escalate to this level. Tamaki is not just /anxious/ around these people. He is angry, and it's not something Mirio can actually ignore.

He realizes, perhaps for the first time, that Tamaki presented as an alpha. He wonders if this is what all this is about. Is Tamaki /jealous/? Is he stating some kind of weird claim on him?

He doesn't know. He doesn't want to ask. He's not completely unhappy about+

it, but it kinda feels like he /should/ be. So he tries to dissuade Tamaki from doing it. He tells Tamaki to cut it off. He tells him if he is really so uncomfortable about being with them then maybe he could hang out with Mirio one-on-one when they have time.

He is as nice as he can about it, trying to prime Tamaki's discomfort over everything elses, but he knows Tamaki is hurt. And while he doesn't stop coming altogether, he starts to be more sporadic. When he does come, he is way quieter, but at least he's looking at+

his phone instead of glaring at their classmates.

And then there's the day of the party.

Mirio wants to bring Tamaki. Mostly because he always (and even more since presenting) likes to have Tamaki close. But he was clearly told not to bring him along, so he doesn't. He reasons Tamaki wouldn't have liked to come anyways, and so he dresses up nice and goes+

to one of his friend's house.

There turns out not to be a lot of people, which is surprising. He wonders if maybe he could've brought Tamaki along, an uneasy feeling tightening his insides, but he tells himself he's being childish. He can be without Tamaki for /one/+

afternoon.

Still, he can't help texting Tamaki before he gets there. Just /one/ text, he promises. Tamaki was out with his mom today anyways. He probably won't check his phone until night.

So he lets out a sigh, plasters his biggest smile on his face, and makes his way into the party.

He'd wish he'd never gone there.

It's fine at first. They're playing games and talking and joking around. There's people left and right, and some older guys and girls he doesn't know, but that are nice enough. He tells jokes and everyone laughs and it's perfect.

And then he starts to get dizzy.

(cw: noncon stuff, underage sexual behavior, mentions of underage drinking)

It's odd, because he is very sure he didn't drink anything with alcohol on it. He tries to laugh it true; makes a joke about a fermented orange in his breakfast. He tells them he'll better go home, and one of these cool older guys tells him not to be a killjoy, to stay a+

little longer. He still hasn't gotten any cake.

And Mirio blinks, surprised, because he can't remember this party being a birthday at all. But the circle of guys he's with all chuckle a little and he laughs too, trying not to feel too awkward about not getting the joke.

Mirio doesn't know how much time passes, but he asks to go home again. He can't see well. He wants his phone — he'll call his dad to come pick him up. Then he remembers he lent them his phone to play music from, and it's so far away. The living room seems so large.

He tells someone he's feeling off. He can't really tell who. He tries to tell them to call his dad. Someone puts their arm around Mirio's waist and tells him everything will be okay. He hears a male voice say everything will be okay. That he just needs to lay down.

Something, an instinct, rings frantically in Mirio's head. Something about all of this feels dangerous. He tells him he wants to go home. He has to call his dad.

The guy smells weird. It's too thick and it gets on Mirio's nostrils.

He's an alpha, Mirio realizes. But he smells /off/. Mirio has never smelled something like this so close. The ringing in his head gets stronger. He doesn't know what's happening, but he doesn't like it.

They enter a room at the left. Mirio hears the door open behind them, but he doesn't hear it close. More people enter the room behind them. But he doesn't feel relieved. He's still confused. He still feels odd. He still wants to go home.

He doesn't know who touches him first.

Suddenly, he's been pushed into a bed and there are hands pulling at his pants.

Mirio kicks back on reflex, but he's dizzier than he realized. Whoever he tried to kick grabs his leg and turns him around.

Everything is fuzzy at the edges, but Mirio knows who they are by their scents. There's a couple of older guys — he thinks one is a classmate's older brother. And then there are his classmates. The friends he didn't want to lose.

They start arguing about who gets to fuck him first.

For a second, Mirio doesn't believe it. He wants all of this to be some horrible cruel joke. And then Nanase is asking to go first because he brought him here, and one of the guys he doesn't know is saying he+

was the one to put the pills on Mirio's drink.

Mirio's brain runs up to eleven, high with panic. He tries to get up from the bed and hands yank him back, holding him. He kicks and punches and screams for help, but his tongue is heavy, whatever sound he manages to+

make drowned by his own party playlist.

One of his kicks connects /somewhere/ sensitive, and he hears a wail of pain and more screaming.

"This bitch!"

And then there's sharp pain in his stomach and no air in his lungs. He doubles over, almost going sick, but someone+

covers his mouth.

There's more arguing. The hand on his mouth doesn't let him breathe. He's pushed onto the bed again, and the dark looming figures look like all the monsters he feared were under his bed. Except they weren't. They were roaming free out there, waiting+

for him to let his guard down to get him.

And Mirio knew, of course. He got all the talks about being careful. He's seen the statistics in the news. He knew omegas were ten times more likely to be molested than betas and at least fifty times more than alphas. He knew+

what rape was and he knew it happened. But it never occurred to him that it'd happen to /him/.

This time, they hold him tight, using all their weight to keep his arms and legs in place. He feels hands pulling at his pants, and he tries to get away, but it's useless.

It feels horrible. He feels exposed and /dirty/ and ashamed. He wants to cover. He screams again, begging for help, and someone covers his mouth.

Tears fall. He can't control them. This is a nightmare. This has to be a nightmare, please-

And then the door is thrown open.

They all look to the door. Tamaki stands there, breathing heavily. He looks at the scene with wide terrified eyes.

Mirio looks back at him. Surprised. And then ashamed. Because Tamaki can see. Mirio's is pants are somewhere around his knees+

he can see that new odd hole that just came out of nowhere that Mirio is so often trying to forget he has.

The seconds that follow are the most confusing thing in Mirio's life.

There's a fight. There are claws and tallons and tentacles everywhere. Someone grabs Tamaki's neck and he bites the guy's arm with huge sharp teeth. There's screaming. Mirio screams for them to stop but it's no use. The fight continues.

Tamaki gets rid of four of them. There's only two people left now — two of their classmates, in charge of holding Mirio's arms. Tamaki takes a step to them. Left side lets go of Mirio's arm, cowering away. Right side stutters as he tries to tell Tamaki it was a joke.

Tamaki doesn't answer. He makes his way straight to Mirio and holds him, pulling his pants back in place as well as he can. He helps him to his feet and, seeing Mirio can't really walk, he carries him on his back.

Mirio does his best to keep his hands on Tamaki's shoulders. He doesn't want to fall. He doesn't want to move. He doesn't know if he /can/ move.

He cries all the way outside on Tamaki's back.
_______

Tamaki's mom calls the police.

She was actually outside, waiting on the car. Apparently, Tamaki had insisted on going to check on Mirio until she finally relented. The second she'd seen Tamaki's face, covered in blood and bruised, she'd call the police.

A team of heroes got there first. And then, once they'd disappeared inside, an ambulance. Mirio thinks he saw the lights of a police car as they rode by, but he's still fuzzy and frazzled and scared. He can't seem to let go of Tamaki, and it takes a lot of coaxing from+

Tamaki's mom for him to limit his grip to just one of Tamaki's arms.

Tamaki's mom is upset. She screams at Tamaki for whatever time it takes for the heroes to get there. Mirio hears stuff like "dangerous" and "irresponsible." She calms down once the heroes come, although+

she still has the "we need to talk" face.

A bunch of testing and healing later, Mirio's head is clear again. He's sitting by Tamaki's side in the hospital. His mom is off to the cafeteria somewhere, having decided she'd grab a coffee while they wait for Mirio's dad.

"I'm sorry."

Tamaki blinks.

"W-what for?" He looks /surprised/, and Mirio feels even more tears well up in his eyes.

"I was an idiot," Mirio says, attempting to smile, but he guesses the tears sorta ruin it, "I should've never gone to that party. I should have-"

"Mirio- what-? What happened wasn't your fault."

"It was," Mirio says, hiding his face in his hands, "I was so /stupid/. I should have known. I should have left when-"

"Mirio, stop- stop!"

Mirio stops. He'd been scratching into his arms: thin red lines now crisscross his skin, side by side with some bruises.

Tamaki is holding his hands now, giving Mirio a /soft/ look that makes him want to scream. He can't be giving him that look when he got his nose broken;

when his left eye is black and he's all covered in bruises and cuts.

"Listen- Mirio, this wasn't your fault," Tamaki starts, swallowing hard, "they tricked you. /They/ put something in your drink. /They/ did it. Not you."

"But I could have avoided it," he says, it comes out as a whisper and he hates it, but he can't help it, "if I hadn't-"

"Stop," Tamaki /pleads/, his eyes softer than ever, "if- if they had stolen your wallet you wouldn't think it's your fault for having it, or for taking+

it to a place where you were supposed to be /safe/. They were in the wrong, not you."

Mirio tries to laugh. It comes out /weird/, because he's choking on a sob and he can't breathe. And then he's crying, clinging to Tamaki's sweater.

Tamaki doesn't say anything. He rubs Mirio's back in slow tender circles. And Mirio doesn't like crying, but it feels good then, like he's extracting a lethal poison from himself.

He has to accept this. He is an omega, and his life now will be more dangerous than otherwise.

Even so, as he cries his eyes out, he has a feeble passing thought.

That it would be really /really/ cool if Tamaki was his alpha.

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