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Months had gone by in the blink of an eye. Kuroo was going through the motions, just facing each day as it came. What else was he gonna do? Kill himself over an omega? A high school romance no less? That being said, as mentioned before, Kuroo hadn't magically stopped loving you overnight. You two had been dating for a good year and a half, with Kuroo courting you since the start of high school. The athlete had memorised your scent; he'd associated your smooth voice with the rush of dopamine that usually followed; Tetsurou had already subconsciously claimed you as his mate forever. Therefore, moving on was easier said than done. As you'd expect, the tall, brooding alpha who was also captain of the school's volleyball team was quite sought after; it wasn't as if Kuroo wasn't receiving his fair share of confessions or courting gifts, it was just that Kuroo couldn't care less for them. The alpha's friends would try to convince him to flirt with a random omega at a party, but Kuroo would inevitably back down after being wracked with guilt for feeling like he was cheating on you. Tetsurou didn't want to get undressed for a new person all over again; he didn't want to kiss someone else's neck and pretend that it was your warm, soft skin on his lips and not some stranger's.

You could argue that Kuroo was optimistic, or just straight up naive, but whenever he thought about it, Kuroo was convinced you were working through the break-up similarly to him. Unfortunately, his blissfully unaware bubble had burst when Kuroo saw you with his own eyes; another Alpha's arm around your shoulder as you cuddled into the man for warmth. And it wasn't any old Alpha, it just had to be one that Kuroo respected and saw as an equal; Suguru Daishou. It hurt, not only seeing you move on whilst he still suffered, but it rubbed salt in the wound to see you laugh and smile in the way Kuroo thought only he could make you. It's fine, though. You two broke up, and you deserve to have an Alpha who can make you happy and fill your needs. You and Suguru went to the same high school, you were even in the same classes; the Nohebi captain could give you the attention and care that Kuroo couldn't; and if he didn't, Kuroo was going to have a word.

But in reality, it wasn't fine, though. It was as if learning about your relationship with the Nohebi captain made Kuroo hyperaware of it; he couldn't go a day without seeing something related to you and your new boyfriend. A soft launch on Suguru's Instagram story of a tasteful mirror selfie; the alpha pulling an omega into him by his waist, but your face was just out of frame. A song you loved would play on Kuroo's queue, reminding him of the highs and then immediately reminding him that another Alpha has you now. Or worst of all, actually seeing you and Suguru at a party, which happened almost every weekend, since both alphas are in the 'high school volleyball' circle. The sad pangs, the involuntary snarls, and even resentment, were bottled up over a month or so and couldn't be ignored any longer. It was almost predestined that you would receive a text from Kuroo late one night; 'We need to talk' 'Please'.

The air was cold, each inhale burning your lungs, but in a manner that hurt in a good way. The park would have seemed creepy and unsettling in the dark of the night, were it not for the fact that you knew this park like the back of your hand; it was a park you'd frequent with Kuroo. The cool metal of the lampost behind you could be felt through the layers of clothing you had piled on as you leaned against it, waiting for Kuroo to show up. To be fair to him, you had arrived early, but your toes were now getting cold, so could he not hurry the fuck up? It was as if you had willed Kuroo into existence. 'Cause as that thought passed through your mind, the familiar, deep, gruff voice of the Alpha broke you out of your thoughts.

'Hey... tried to get here early but like always I couldn't beat you haha...' His voice felt like home, whether you liked it or not. The taller man also looked as good as ever; slightly sunken eyes, jawline sharp enough to cut paper, and that lazy smirk still gave you butterflies.

'Hmhm~ Sorry, can't help it... You doing alright?' Again, you two ended reluctantly and civily, of course, you still cared about Kuroo and wanted to know if he was doing well.

'As good as I can without you... You seem to be getting on well- snagging the Nohebi captain 'n all' He didn't mean to sound so accusatory, but Kuroo wasn't going to deny that he was bitter; he didn't want you to move on, let alone so quickly.

Your sigh almost echoes through the silent, empty park. 'If that's what this is about, I'll just head home now' You mumbled as you pushed yourself off the lampost and turned to walk away. You didn't get very far, though; Kuroo's hand wrapped around your wrist within a millisecond, keeping you from leaving and gently forcing you to look back at him.

God damn, you looked so pretty. The tears in your eyes, threatening to spill over, made your eyes even glossier and more captivating, yet at the same time made Kuroo's alpha howl with guilt. Your skin reflected the moonlight and the warm light from the streetlamp above you so beautifully, and your scent was driving the alpha wild; the usual sweetness with a hint of distress. All that is to say, your entire being was gorgeous, affecting Tetsurou in all the right ways. 'Wait- I'm sorry... Didn't mean to sound like such a dick'

You chuckle and scoff at the same time; you still found the alpha so damn endearing. 'I know that you've moved on... and if Suguru makes you happy, then I'm happy for you... but...' Kuroo's grip on your wrist tightens just enough to apply pressure, but not enough to hurt you; he would never hurt you. The taller man had pulled you in a little more, just enough that his scent of musk and maplewood enveloped you.

'...but?' You don't know why you asked. You don't know why you're entertaining Kuroo's behaviour when you have a boyfriend. But really, that's a lie, 'cause deep down you know why. You want Kuroo to tell you what you want to hear; you want to hear him say it more than anything in the world. You want him more than anything in the world.

'But I don't wanna learn another scent, as intimately and as well as I know yours already. And, [name], I don't want- No, I can't have the children of another man have the eyes of the omega, of the man, that I love.'

Kuroo's words made your breath hitch. They made your heart skip a beat. His scent matched his words, ensuring that you knew the alpha was being sincere. Your omega ached; it felt like it had taken form and started trying to claw out of your chest. The tears that glossed your eyes finally spilt over, accenting your rosy cheeks.

'And I promise you that you will always be my number one priority, if you give me the chance...'

'....Dumbass- I would never ask to be your number one priority... You have education, volleyball, and so much more... I just want to see you more than once a week hehe...' You manage to respond through sniffles and wiping away tears

Before the comfortable silence and chuckles between you and the alpha could become awkward, Kuroo moved his hands to hold your face in them and wiped your tears away with his calloused yet comforting thumbs. Looking up into his eyes felt normal, cozy. Your scents mixed just enough that it reminded you both of how good it used to be, and before either of you were conscious of it, Kuroo was leaning in, and you were closing your eyes. His lips, his scent, his hands, they all felt like home, and for the first time since the breakup, both your omega and Kuroo's alpha felt at ease.