For Tendou Satori, being touch starved was the least of his worries. It was normal. Since the damned day he presented as an Omega in his first year, he can barely remember a day where he wasn't touch starved to some degree but for the last week or so, he noticed his clothes feeling itchy. Wincing when he moved and the fabric of his school uniform bunched against his skin and made him feel like a hostage in a body he hated.
I'm sorry I suck at summaries plus first ao3 post! :3
this is garbage but I can't find it in me to delete it so I finished it and I'm going to pretend it doesn't exist.....
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05 Mar 2021
From his wind-tousled hair to his blown pupils that are framed on top by eyebrows that are pulled so high that they nearly disappear into his ungelled hair, Tendou looks like everything Ushijima would want in his life.
Tendou is wildly, painfully beautiful, and he encompasses Ushijima’s hidden desires so accurately that he has to suck in a large breath to stop himself from blurting out the first thing that’s on his mind.
I love him.
Or, it takes Tendou's declaration that he has someone he likes to stir up unknown feelings in Ushijima that he never knew he had. But he can deal with a bit of confusion about his own emotions, right?
Satori's eyes widened. "Oh that's Oikawa-kun." he ran his eyes over the other boy, appraising him. He may have been skinny, but he was obviously strong, and from what Satori had heard of Oikawa, he was a formidable opponent in other ways. Satori glanced back at Ushijima. The stiff set of his shoulders and unmoving expression could have meant anything, but Satori had made something of an art of studying Ushijima's expressions and trying to determine his mood. He knew the subtle cues that meant Ushijima was disappointed. "Well," he said, turning to look at their current opponents with a smirk. "This is going to be fun."
Tendou likes Ushijima. Ushijima likes Oikawa. Sooner or later, something has to give.
Tendou Satori may have been an Omega, but he had never been what was considered the stereotypical Omega. He wasn’t tiny or petite, wasn’t considered attractive by any normal means, and he sure as hell hadn’t ever wanted to start a family of his own or be claimed as some Alpha’s mate. (Unless that Alpha was Ushijima Wakatoshi.) He was perfectly fine with how his life was, thank you very much.
But sometimes things don’t always work out the way we think they should, and Tendou finds this out the hard way as he deals with the consequences of one intense night during an unexpected heat.
- Part 1 of For Worse or For Better