comforting in the way only some alphas could smell. As a beta, he was never affected by other people's scents, but he remembers thinking that in Yuuji's case, it felt good enough to the point he wanted to smell more of it. Then Gojo came into the picture, and the peaches and

the grass were replaced by mint, rain and cedar. Megumi wasn't particularly fond of that combination. For some time, Megumi found comfort on his friend's natural scent. Yuuji was one of those alphas you could trust, not the type who believed that just the second gender gave

them any kind of advantage over others. Yuuji walked like beta, didn't bother with posturing himself or with scenting everything and everyone around him to assert dominance. Yuuji spoke sweetly, always willing to listen, never imposing his will or using his alpha voice to give

commands. Actually, more often than not, he was at the end of the commands. Yuuji was stronger than most, but didn't bother himself with the pissing contests that most alphas indulged into. Yuuji was a good friend, a good alpha, and Megumi felt safe around him, but lately, he

couldn't stand being near him. He knows he isn't the only one, he has even seen Nobara wrinkle her nose when she gets too close to Yuuji. Why? Oh, because of his scent, obliviously. The problem is that Yuuji's scent isn't _his_ scent anymore. Yuuji smells like Gojo more often

than not. Supposedly, alphas who weren't family, always felt at least some degree of animosity between them. A primitive thing that was more noticeable at the beginning of humanity, were people used to fight to survive. Nowadays, it simply took form in just silly competitiveness

from time to time, especially during rut times. Nor Gojo not Yuuji seems to be the type to feel like that. Well, Megumi's sure Yuuji doesn't, but Gojo... Gojo's always been the competitive type. An alpha so strong that had to isolate himself due to the aggressiveness that

came with his ruts. The strongest, who didn't have any qualms with making everyone understand who was the person in charge most of the time. Megumi knows it was a blessing he turned out to be a beta and not another alpha. He's seen how harsh Gojo can get with his alpha students.

Which is why he thought, when he first met Yuuji, that his friend would also be a victim of their teacher's hard training and high expectations, but instead of that, Gojo treated Yuuji as if the boy was his pup. More often than not, Megumi would find Yuuji in Gojo's lap, with

their teacher grooming and scenting him during long periods of time. Megumi thought that it was weird as fuck, but Yuuji always seemed happy to be at the end of Gojo's attention. And Gojo? Well, he'd growl if Yuuji tried to get away from him, or if someone tried to separate

Yuuji from him. "Look at this pervert!" Nobara yelled, the first time she saw them. "Itadori, c'mon! That's humiliating!" But the boy only blinked, unbothered by his teacher's insisting wrist against his face, and by his classmate interruption. "But I like sensei's scent," he

had answered, earning himself a purr from the man. "Isn't it like this that packs get more familiar with each other?" "It is!" Gojo chirped, stopping the scenting only to bring Yuuji closer to him. "We're a pack, we have to get used to each other." Nobara rolled her eyes at it.

"Don't you even think about doing that to me," she warned. But her warning was useless, Gojo only seemed to be interested in 'getting more familiar' with Yuuji only. The scent of peaches and grass started to get weakened by the mint and rain. Sometimes, it made Megumi sneeze,

but Yuuji seemed to be good with it. "Aren't you supposed to hate it?" He asks one day. He had entered the alpha's room, only to find it overwhelmingly full with Gojo's scent. "Isn't this supposed to be your den? A place that smells like you?" "I mean, it should, but I don't

mind," he shrugs. "Gojo-sensei's smell is so comforting, I like it a lot." Megumi knows of a lot of people who'd disagree with Yuuji, but he doesn't feel like fighting. Also, he notices the way too large hoodie on his friend's bed, and decides that whatever is happening, it's

not his problem. Still, he's always been a curious person, which leads him to– "Satoru's never been normal, I don't why this surprises you, you've known him for years now," Ieiri-san says, with a cigarette on her hand. "I know that, but... He's always been kind of hostile to

other alphas, why is Itadori the exception? He's always scenting him, spending time with him, even when Itadori is near his rut and he gets more territorial." The woman's cold and tired eyes see through him in a way that makes Megumi uneasy. "Why do you think he does it?"

"He treats him like a pup," Megumi answers, perhaps way too fast. "He's always near him, taking care of him in ways he doesn't do for his other students...as if... Does he see Itadori as his son?" The words sound foreign to his ear, doesn't even make sense. Ieiri-san chuckles.

"Most parents stop all the coddling when their kids start growing. Even grooming them after they're old enough to clean themselves is seen as unusual. Why do you really think Satoru's doing all that?" Why? "Because I want him, obviously." Gojo's smiling at him, all teeth, and

it makes Megumi feel wary. There's only the two of them in the classroom, Kugisaki and Itadori were assigned to a mission, leaving them alone. "I heard you went to Shoko to ask her about...my intentions?" He reveals, frowning at the end. "I thought I was being clear. God, now

I hope I've made myself clear enough with Yuuji, you know how unaware he can be sometimes." "What do you mean you want him?" Megumi asks, careful. "I want him," the man shrugs, relaxed. "I want to bite him, make him my mate. I think we could even have children some day–"

"You're both alphas," Megumi interrupts. "Biologically speaking, you'll end up rejecting each other." Gojo laughs at him. "Not necessarily, and even if it were the case, we would find the way." It's a warning, Gojo wouldn't be stopped by something as basic as biology, which

means... "He'd hate you," Megumi groans. "Itadori would never–" "Yuuji couldn't hate me," Gojo says, and this time, his relaxing facade drops. "Don't talk about things you don't know, Megumi. You don't even understand how any of this works." Megumi's sure that a command was

braided into the alpha's voice, if not, he can't explain his sudden silence. "Yuuji loves me, and I love him. Alpha or not, he knows he's meant to be mine. And I'm sure he'd do whatever is necessary for us to be together."

Megumi's sickened by the conviction laced on his teacher's words, but he feels more sickened just a year later when Yuuji comes back from one of his ruts smelling disgustingly sweet. "You smell even better now, Yuuji!" Gojo praises, nose against the boy's neck. "You're feeling

good, right? No more vomiting?" "I'm fine, sensei," Yuuji replies, unusually shy. "Ah, ah, ah, ah," Gojo shakes his head, looking offended. "How do you have to call me?" Yuuji's face gets red, and Megumi, who's looking at them from afar, feels dread pooling into his stomach.

"I'm fine, alpha." Gojo coos at the words, taking Yuuji into his arms to swirl with him, delighted, with no trace of shame behind the blinding smile adorning his face. Megumi wants to puke. He stays there, watching them bask in each other, completely unaware of the eyes glued

to the fresh bite mark in Yuuji's nape. With resignation, Megumi acknowledges that even from the beginning, there was nothing he could do. - fin <3

this was supposed to be something short to practice my writing after such a long time(? but it turned into a monster. this was also supposed to be an alpha x alpha thread cause I adore that dynamic, but then I figured gojo wouldn't be the one to feel bad for bitching yuuji if

that's what it takes for them to be permanently together so... I also have a yuugo omegaverse thread I hope I can finish some day, but hey, in the meantime, I hope you enjoyed this one 💖