May I request a Azul x reader? Perhaps with a reader who is overproduction of their friends and doesn't have a good view of Azul most of the time, thinking he's still trying to use em? (After his overblot)
Omega!Azul with a reader who is overprotective of their friends
gn!reader; alpha!reader; sfw
Azul had his eyes on you for a while.
Enchanted. There was no better word to describe what he felt. Azul couldn't believe you're magicless, for what he feels for you could only be caused by a witch casting a curse. A ritual, a spell, bewitchment, something must have occurred for his heart to be ensnared without his consent. In his perspective you're, in no certain ways, a normal person.Â
No normal alpha is as kind, understanding, polite and thoughtful as you. The alphas Azul knew previously were shallow, looking for omegas with the best appearance or scent, omegas who submitted with no fight and were easy to control.Â
After his loss, his painful overblot and the countless contracts that were turned to dust as you claimed victory over him, Azul dutifully observed you. He became charmed, falling for how careful you're around your omega friends and diligently trying to be on your best behavior possible, to understand their circumstances as omegas and defending them when necessary.Â
Azul thought that must be the reason why you're so overprotective of your friends, hating how unfairly the world treats them. And though courteous with Azul, never raising your voice or displaying signs of aggressiveness, the omega could clearly notice the wariness behind your eyes, and the distrustful body language when you subtly stepped back from him, putting yourself between him and your friend group.
Every attempt he made to try to convince you to spend time with him - studying together, part-time job at Mostro Lounge, sharing your lunch - was met with deflection from your part, gently rejecting his offerings.Â
You still thought he was trying to take advantage of you, to seek another opportunity of usurping your friendsâ free will now that he had no contracts left - which is absurd in the current situation, as he was persuaded to not do what he did again. You couldn't be farther from the truth, and Azul didn't know whether to laugh or cry because of this.
Good news, you weren't aware of his feelings! Bad news, you gave him no opening to get closer to you.
As he watched how protective you're with your friends, Azul couldn't help but feel jealous. He wanted this, he wanted you to be protective of him, to stand your ground against whoever would try to bully him, to have you noticing his needs and act accordingly on the situation.Â
How you were always ready to hand a bottle of water to Deuce, how you carry gums in your pocket for Ace, and recently the addition of protein bars for Jack. Was it too much to ask for you to treat him the same way?
âGood afternoon, prefect,â Azul called out to you, quickly hiding his shaking hands under his sleeves, he could feel them becoming sweaty under his gloves, it's a wonder how nervous you made him, he Azul never felt this skittish while striking deals before, âIt's a beautiful day, isn't it?âÂ
Before him, you regarded his appearance from head to toe, eyes squinting as you grew guarded by the minute. In any case, you regard the situation as safe enough to give him a nod of your head, as well as a gentle response of agreement to his small talk.Â
He had tried this countless times before, always being declined. But a new day is a new opportunity for a divergent answer.Â
Still, his rapidly beating heart was distraction enough from your reactions. Azul is certain the only reason he hadn't stumbled on his words was because he trained this same speech every morning since realizing he was in love with you.Â
âOh my, let me make this day even better, then!â With a deep inhale of breath, Azul pronounced his offering with the faintest tremor beneath his voice, âMostro Lounge is changing its menu, new drinks are being added, since they're novel recipes, I'm choosing lucky students to try them out, free of charge, of course.âÂ
There it was, Azul already had the succeeding actions engraved in his mind; you would look in the direction your friends left to, shake your head in disapproval with heavy eyes, and graciously give him a soft blow of denial, excuse that you're busy or had other plans.
âAzul-â you cut yourself, shaking your head, as if your refusal was already on the tip of your tongue but changed your mind last minute, giving him a small smile, you answered what could possibly knock down Azul from how much his legs were trembling, âAlright, I'll see you later.âÂ
Oh my, Azul never got to this part, never thought he would get to this part.
Who is he trying to fool? Azul thinks he is about to have a heart attack from how much his heart seems to want to jump out of his chest. He is doing his best to contain his excitement, his scent is going wild, and Azul can feel his glands releasing more of the scented oil than normal, common when omegas are calling for a mate. This is embarrassing, and all he can do is cover his glands with his hands and rush back to Mostro Lounge.
Azul has a lot to do, after all, his likely future mate is finally giving him a shot.
âAre you sure you're going there?â Ace kicked your heels in indignation, âDon't you remember what he did? What if he wants revenge? Maybe it's a ploy to charge you later.âÂ
You also remembered that, as much as you're protective over your friends, they feel the same about you. You'd like to call it trauma bonding after multiple overblots in a short period of time, your friends call it ânot wanting to lose your alliesâ.Â
âI thought about it,â you agreed with him, after all, gaining your trust after hurting precious people to you is an arduous work, âbut I guess I couldn't deal with that anymore.âÂ
Ace and Deuce had puzzled looks after your response, but you refused to tell them the complete answer. You never told them how Azul's smile fell after every rejection, how his soured scent sticked to your clothes and you were reminded for the rest of the day of his crestfallen expression, even if he recovered his polite expression in less than a second, such sudden change was almost impossible to miss.Â
For your sanity, you decided to accept his offering. Consequences, if they ever come, are a problem for future you.