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From the moment Pat dragged and caged Pran in the alleyway after a brawl, Pran was a gone case. (Not that he wasn't before, but who is gonna expose him).
From the moment Pat scented him on the rooftop, loudly and proudly declaring that they are now boyfriends. And Pran, refusing to back down from this one-sided declaration, scented him back, which only made Pat increased his smugness.
One-sided my ass.
From the moment Pran almost went broke buying deodorant just to musk their scent on each other, and buying t-shirts that Pat just keeps stealing.
Yup a goner.
They were supposed to hate each other since childhood. From rival families, and as captains of opposing rugby teams. From opposing faculties. So why are they kissing and scenting each other right now in Pat's room?
"Is your rut coming soon?" Pran questioned after pulling away. He remembered Pat vaguely mentioning it. He quickly observes Pat's room.
Pat's desk is full of scattered homework, that he abandoned when Pran invited himself into his room. Pran's pile of T-shirts crumpled on Pat's bed. A higher concentration of deodorant. Pat's scent stronger than ever. Nong Nao nowhere to be found, probably stuffed away somewhere (Pat would later explained that Nong Nao is too innocent.)
"Yesssss. What is my boyfriend gonna do about it?" Pat pouted and nuzzled Pran's neck.
Pran isn't really too sure. Yes, they talked about it but they haven't spent their ruts together before. They just got together three months back, and this is the first rut they will spend together. Hell, they were each other's first times, and it was already awkward enough the first few times trying to have sex as both Alphas. Its gotten better now, and they had ample opportunities to explore each others bodies at every chance they get.
Pran seems to have taken longer than usual to think of an reply, and Pat noticed it. He started to whine to get Pran's attention back on him. "I'm gonna spend my rut alone again!!! With my toys and hands like every other time!! There's no use in getting a boyfriend!"
Pat starts wiggling in Pran's hold, and Pran can't help but laugh at the drama. "Seriously, and to think you were voted number one most desirable Alpha in the school magazine. You are just a whiny baby." Just pure amusement in his voice as he laughs at his antics.
That seemed to piqued Pat's interest, as he straightened up and smiled, "You saw? Did I look sexy in that photo? I trained my abs extra hard for the photoshoot." He pulled his T-shirt up and ran a hand through to show proof.
"To think my friends were so upset today at lunch that I lost to you." Pran trailed his hands up his abs to his chin and lifting it up, "but I get to have you under me, calling my name so prettily, asking me to cum in your ass so excitedly. So, did I really lose?"
"I will always lose to my faen." Pat smirked back.
Ah, his heart. Pran pushed his face away before standing up. Pat confused at the loss, frowned.
"You are starting your rut soon. I'll help you to prepare." Pran looked for his phone and starts to make a checklist of things to do and get for Pat.
"I'm already prepared. You just need to stay with me during my rut...?" Pat looked up at Pran, sounding unsure.
They had talked before about spending their ruts together. Not in too much details though, usually getting distracted with sex. They didn't really think it'll come so soon. Pat did mention that he told his parents he will be spending it in the dorms rather than at home, after promising that he can take care of it himself, alone. No mention of his supposed enemy.
"Of course." Pran placed his hand on Pat's head and ruffled his hair. "My puppy."
"Grrr.. woof!" Pat barked as Pran's hand moved away. "Puppy now. But wolf later."
"Ha. I'll hold you to that." Pran moved around the room to more closely examine Pat's claims of being 'fully prepared'.
"Geez, you don't even have real food! Whats with all these instant noodles?"
"Its convenient." Pat looked so proud of himself.
"Hmm." Pran began typing again on his phone things to get, ignoring his boyfriend's unearned confidence.
Pran starts walking back to Pat and plants a kiss before pulling him up.
"I'll get some stuff for you. I'll be back late tonight. Will you be fine?"
"You won't spend the day with me?" Pat pouted. So cute that Pran wants to squeeze his face.
"Ah. No. You have other things to prepare too."
"Toys? I don't need it anymore." Pat smirked.
Pran smacked his neck. "No! You need to finish your homework! You won't be able to think clearly for the next 1 to 2 days. Better clear your work now, don't want you to fall too far behind me now."
"Whatttttt how can I concentrate when all I can think of is you!"
"Don't be silly. That's why I'm leaving, so you can concentrate."
Pat, unconvinced, back hugged Pran before he can walk away, and rubbing his scent all over. Pran as usual, pretends to resist.
"Stop it, your scent is stronger now, I can't afford anymore cologne"
"Can I call you when I get lonely?"
Ah. He's looking for some comfort.
"Do you want to do your homework in my room?"
At that, Pat aggressively shook his head. "You know we can't. We are both Alphas. I might be more aggressive in another Alpha's territory just right before my rut. I don't want to hurt you when I'm not in my clear mind."
He sounded so soft, and Pran's heart is suffering.
"You won't hurt me. You will never hurt me."
"You don't know that. I don't know how I will be." At that, Pat gently maneuvered the both of them to the drawer and pulled out a bundle of ropes. "I mean it when I said I'm prepared."
Pran froze upon seeing Pat's tightened grip on the rope; processing the implication of it. Pran turned around to look straight into Pat's eyes.
"I'm not weak. I'm strong. I can take it. Otherwise how can I be your boyfriend?" His eyes full of love.
Pat's grip loosened, but a smile still missing in his face. "When we were trapped so close together in the alleyway, your scent was so so much. I got into a rut soon after that."
Pat sounded so sincere and Pran knows immediately that he is confessing something important, and gave Pat his full attention as he continues.
"I had gotten so aggressive. It was unlike any other ruts I experienced before. I asked Paa to block my room door so I wouldn't be able to get out. I had bruises and my knuckles were bleeding when I finished." Pran brought Pat's hand that was around his waist, to his lips and gave soft gentle kisses to his knuckles.
"After my rut was over, I still felt something lingering. I couldn't stand Wai's Alpha scent, especially with him always being around you. That's why I got into a fight with Wai that time. "
Pat looked so sad and Pran just wants to wipe his sadness away. "You already apologised to him, and allowed him to punch you back after you cleared your head." Pran nudged his knuckles gently at Pat's left cheek where he had received the punch. "You are more rational and clear-headed than you think, Ok? Wai provoked you first. You didn't hurt anyone else. You didn't come at me even though I was there at that time."
Pran's eyes are soft, and almost pleading for Pat to believe him. Pat gave a small nod and Pran gives him a kiss on his cheek.
"Let's save the rope for next time." Pran takes the rope from Pat and puts it down on the table. "I promise that I will kick you away and lock myself in the toilet if its too much."
"Really?"
"Since when have I lost in a fight with you?" Pran's cocky smile is too much for Pat to handle. "I trust you."
And there it is, Pat's missing smile, appearing right where it belongs.
"I trust you too." So soft, so full of love.
They stare at each other in comfortable silence before Pran starts again.
"Besides, you should be the one worried when I go into a rut."
"Oh, when the time comes, I'm going to take it soooooo well. Like you always say, I'm your personal little cockslut." Pat licks Pran's cheeks to emphasis his point.
"Blegh." Pran fake gagged and struggled out of his hold. He is also relieved that Pat is back to his old self.
"I'm leaving to the supermarket now. Finish your homework!"
"Yes, daddy."
"Oh. My. God."