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Behind the Scenes: The Secret Omega CHAPTER 9 - The Meeting

AO3 Link SUMMARY: Eight months after Kimi has been with her alphas, she's called into a meeting that she's been dreading.

CHAPTER 9 - The Meeting

8 months later

“Thank you, Ms. Ison, for coming in to see us today. Though I do wish it were under much better circumstances.”

“Of course, thank you so much for the invitation,” Kimi responds back, not drawing attention to the last half of the sentence. Her nerves are running rampant as she takes a seat across from a notoriously harsh Society advisor. 

The advisor in question looks between the papers on his desk and the woman in front of him. “Yes, well. Let’s just get to the root of the reason we have you here today. Ms. Ison, when you joined your pack earlier this year, you signed a contract, correct?” the advisor questions. It seems that he is in no mood for simple small talk at the moment.

A pit of dread opens up in Kimi’s stomach. “Yes, sir,” Kimi responds politely, knowing where the conversation is going.

The advisor continues his questioning, tone riddled with judgment. “So, you are aware that you need to be producing an heir for either Mr. Aizawa or Mr. Yamada, within a year, yes?”

“Yes, sir,” Kimi’s voice is a bit smaller now that her suspicions of where the conversation was going have been confirmed. 

The advisor gives her a disapproving look. “Ms. Ison, to be frank. We are quite disappointed in your lack of success with this matter. It’s been reported that you have not shared either of your past heats with your alphas, is this correct?”

“Yes, sir,” she responds timidly, embarrassed by the fact.

“Do you mind explaining why that is?” their voice is heavy with accusation, causing a pit to form in Kimi’s stomach.

“Of course. The uh, the first one-,” Kimi starts to explain, nerves coating her voice. She quietly clears her throat and attempts to speak a bit more eloquently. “The first one my alphas were called to be on a mission last minute. Actually, it was right when my heat started. So, by the time they came back, my heat had completed.”

The Society advisor writes down some notes on the document in front of him. Kimi swallows, trying to lessen the dryness in her throat, but it does little to resolve her issue.

“The second time, Mr. Yamada was there, but he left,” Kimi ends her sentence quietly.

“Your alpha left you?” the society member asked, shocked. Normally, when an alpha left an omega during their heat, it meant that they were rejecting them. Considering this was not actually the case, Kimi rushes to defend herself.

“Yes,” she admits, shamefully. “He wanted his partner to be there with him for our first heat together. Mr. Aizawa had been called in to help with a school field trip to fill in for another teacher. The school wasn’t able to find another teacher and he didn’t have a choice. So, shortly after I started my heat, Mr. Yamada left.”

The last word practically comes out as a squeak. She hates how this makes her look, but has very little ammunition to protect herself with. Her head is lowered in shame, but she can still see the pen moving frantically over the page it’s on. Each scribble causes the pit in her stomach to grow exponentially. 

“I see,” the advisor says, ending his notes with a harsh period. “Well, be that as it may. You are still under obligation to produce an heir. The Society will be allowing you one more time to try things organically before we step in to ensure the process is being handled correctly.” 

Kimi’s lip quivers at his comment, she bites it to make it stop.

The advisor lets out a disappointed sigh. “We had such high hopes for you, you had the highest potential of all of the candidates in your time. Arguably higher than some of our newer candidates. Don’t disappoint us with something so,” the advisor twirls their hand, thinking of the right word. “Trivail. We’ll be in touch after your next heat and expect only positive results. Is that understood?”

“Yes, sir,” Kimi replies, her voice the smallest it’s ever been.

Seemingly unbothered by her disappointment, his tone lightens. “Great! Well, we will see you in about two months then, after the new year. Do your best to keep us impressed, yes?”

“Yes, sir,” Kimi agrees. Her ego is completely deflated and she feels like she’s just been kicked in the gut.

“Fantastic. You’re dismissed,” the advisor says with a wave of their hand. They merely go back to whatever they were working on before Kimi arrived, completely disregarding her.

Kimi stands up from her chair and respectively bows before exiting the room. She fights the tears welling up in her eyes from following as her heels click through the hallways. As she exits the building, she picks up her phone and calls her best friend. She stands to the side as she listens to the phone ring before her friend picks up.

“Hello!~” she answers in a sing-song tone. Kimi smiles and answers back in a shaky tone,

“Hey, Naomi. How are you?”

“Good, how about you?” Naomi asks, concerned by Kimi’s tone. “Are you doing ok?”

“Um, I’m ok. I just-,” Kimi takes a moment to swallow so she doesn’t start bawling. “I could just really use someone to talk to right now. Are you able to meet up? Is that ok?”

“Of course!” Naomi immediately responds. “Where are you?”

“I’m at the Society headquarters, but maybe we can go to the park or something? Just somewhere without a lot of people.”

“Oh, I know just the place! Remember that beach we used to go to in college? Why don’t we go there,”

“Yeah, ok,” Kimi answers hesitantly.  “Thank you, Naomi. I’ll see you soon!”

“See you soon,” Naomi replies warmly. “Love you!”

“Love you too,” Kimi says with a smile before ending the call. She sniffles and quickly wipes her eyes before she makes her way to the SUV waiting for her. She gives the driver the address to the beach and stuffs her purse with tissues on the ride over.

“Kimi!~,” Naomi says, practically running with her arms outstretched when she arrives. 

“Naomi,” Kimi responds with a lopsided smile, accepting the hug.

“I’m so sorry to ask you to come out when you’re so pregnant,” Kimi starts to apologize before Naomi cuts her off.

“Oh, don’t worry about it. I could really use the fresh air. My alpha just wants to keep me cooped up in the house all day and it makes me stir crazy,” she giggles.

“Ok,” Kimi says reluctantly. “As long as you’re not pushing yourself too hard. I don’t need him coming for my throat.”

 They make their way down the beach, small-talking about Naomi’s pregnancy until they find a place to sit down.

“So what’s going on?” Naomi asks, concerned. 

“The Society chewed me out today over not being pregnant,” Kimi admits. The pit in her stomach still weighs heavy from the harsh words.

Naomi makes an apologetic noise and gently grabs her arm. Kimi’s eyes start to water, but she continues.

“They say that if I’m not pregnant after my next heat, they’re going to step in and ensure things happen themselves.”

“What?” Naomi asks, completely baffled by the news.

“Yeah, I signed a contract saying that I’d be pregnant in a year and now half that year is gone. So if I don’t get pregnant next time-,” Kimi trails off. Naomi reassuringly places her head on Kimi’s shoulder.

“I’m so sorry, that’s awful.” The omega lets out some soothing waves, hoping they’ll help console her friend.

“Yeah. I don’t know how I’m going to bring it up to the guys. I mean, they already feel guilty about the last two times. And it’s not that they haven’t wanted to spend my heats with me, it’s just that they keep getting called in for things that they can’t avoid.”

“Mmm,” Naomi responds, listening intently.

“I think it just really shocked me how rude they were about it. Like, they just made me feel so small and worthless. The advisor was like ‘Oh, we had such high hopes for you and now you’re disappointing us’,” Kimi mocks. “It just made me realize that I really am worthless unless I do this.”

“Hey! You’re not useless,” Naomi reacts, sitting up. “You do so much for the both of them and you know it! You work at their agency, right?” Naomi pauses, forcing Kimi to answer.

“Yes,” she meekly answers. 

“And you’re always cooking them great meals and making sure they’re taken care of. Didn’t you say that you even bandaged up one of them when they came home from patrol all beat up?”

Kimi smiles as she remembers. Shouta had come home late one night and was trying to bandage up his own injuries quietly. The agency was too far and the wait in the hospital would have been too long since he had to teach later in the morning. Kimi had heard him come in and was quick to help him out without causing too much of a fuss.

She remembered how grateful his face was and how warm he felt when she got the rare occurrence of Shouta-only cuddles.

“I did,” she says with a light smile.

“See! You are far beyond worthless and that advisor had no right to make you feel that way,” Naomi assures her.

Tears start pouring more freely down Kimi’s face. Wordlessly, Naomi wraps her arms around her friend. Memories of the last couple of months play in Kimi’s mind. The products she helped create at the agency. The party she threw together for Hizashi’s birthday. All the sweet, tender moments she got to share with the boys.

The relationship she’s built with her packmates is something she had only dreamed of previously. She’s genuinely happy and making a difference in her alpha’s lives. She allows her emotions to flow and falls to Naomi for support.

“Thank you,” Kimi squeaks out meekly. They sit in semi-silence while Kimi cries. Waves crash on the shore, people occasionally walk by. Life continues as Kimi continues to let her emotions flow. Naomi’s hands rub up and down Kimi’s back reassuringly as she lets out a soothing wave for her friend. 

Slowly, the tears stop their descent and Naomi removes her hands, sitting back up. Kimi reaches into her purse for some tissues to wipe off her face and blow her nose.

“It’s pretty out here,” she comments to Naomi, trying to change the subject to something happier.

“It is!” Naomi agrees, taking a second to admire the view. “Oh, I heard that that one beach with all the trash is slowly getting cleared out,” Naomi says.

“Oh yeah?” Kimi asks, intrigued. Her parents had taken her to that beach a couple of times when she was younger so seeing it filled with trash always made her so sad.

“Yeah, some random volunteer is helping to get things broken down and cleared out. You should see it already, there’s been a good chunk cleared away.” 

“I will, it’s been a while since that beach has been nice,” Kimi comments. 

They smile at one another and Naomi reaches her hand out to place on Kimi’s shoulder.

“Hey. Don’t worry too much about what that nasty advisor said, ok? Just let your alphas know what they’re saying and make plans for next time, ya?”

“Yeah. You’re right,” Kimi says with a halfhearted smile. “Thank you for coming out here, Naomi. I needed this,” Kimi admits.

“Of course, no problem,” Naomi grins. “You know I’m always here for you.”

They spend another hour at the beach, catching up on other aspects of life before watching the sunset. Once the sun dips below the horizon, they wish each other goodbye and head back to their respective homes.

When Kimi gets home that night, she texts Nemuri to see if she’s interested in going to tea with her the following morning. She had some questions she wanted to ask her before talking to her alphas about the meeting she had the day. Nemuri texted back shortly after that she was more than happy to and they finalized a time and place. Kimi put her phone aside while she finished making dinner for herself. It was Friday night so Hizashi was already at the agency to prep for the radio show and Shouta was out patrolling. 

Kimi planned on spending the night listening to Hizashi’s radio program until she fell asleep while journaling how her day went. Overall, it was a pretty quiet night. As the hours went by, she made some tea before crawling into bed and enjoying the lingering smell of her alphas to get to sleep.

Early the next morning, Kimi snakes out of the arms of her two alphas, letting them enjoy their sleep. She quietly gets ready before leaving a note for the boys and leaving for the cafe. Nemuri is there ahead of her and greets her with a wide grin.

“Kimi! Darling, it is so good to see you!” she beams.

“It’s good to see you too, Nemuri. I swear, I saw you more before I was with the boys,” she teases.

“It’s true,” she sighs dramatically. “You just don’t need me anymore.”

Kimi giggles. “That’s not true at all,” she assures. The two girls go inside, order their drinks, and sit at a table outside, away from the other patrons. 

“So, I know you didn’t just call me here to see my gorgeous face,” Nemuri starts. “What’s going on?”

“You got me,” Kimi says with a self-deprecating laugh. “I was looking to get some advice for some- um - bedroom things,” Kimi says, eyes darting around to make sure no one can overhear her.

“Oooh, yeah? What’s going on? What do you need help with?” Nemuri asks, now very interested in the conversation.

“Well, um. I haven’t been able to take both of them at the same time yet. Like I can handle each of them in one hole, but, I’m struggling taking two.” Kimi’s voice is low and her face is red at her admittal.

Nemuri gives her a practically predatory grin. “I see,” she starts. “And how is it when you try? Are they saying you’re too tight?”

“Yeah,” Kimi admits. Nemuri hums before asking her next question.

“Does it feel as tight as when you’re taking their knots?”

Kimi grmaces a little. “I, uh. I haven’t been able to do that yet,” she admits

“What?” Nemuri blurts out. “What do you mean? Like it’s not fitting?”

The realization that Nemuri doesn’t know about her last heat hits her like a bus. Dread fills her veins as she worries about what the alpha will do. “I uh. I haven’t spent a heat with them yet.”

“Oh,” Nemuri says, her tone still a bit puzzled. “Have you not wanted to -,”

“No, that’s not it at all,” Kimi rushes to say. “They just keep getting pulled away for work. Please don’t be mad or say anything to them. Hizashi’s already pretty beaten up about it.”

Upset waves start to pour out of the omega, making some of the other patrons look her way. Embarrassed, she quickly tries to reign in her emotions. 

“Sorry,” she apologizes meekly as Nemuri reaches out to hold one of her hands. 

The alpha gives her a soothing look. “You’re ok.”

Kimi gives a half-hearted smile. “The uh, the Society is really worried that I won’t fulfill my duties so they’re really pushing for me to get pregnant next heat. I’m going to talk to the guys about it, but I was hoping that you’d be able to help me with my problem so there aren’t any further complications.”

Nemuri smiled gently, realizing why the omega was looking specifically for her help. “Ok, darling. I’m more than happy to help,” she says in a comforting tone. She takes a moment to think over what Kimi’s been saying. “Well, let's see. They’re saying it’s too tight, ya?”

Kimi blushes, nodding slightly before responding quietly, “Yes.”

“Are they trying to add any fingers or anything to help stretch you out while they’re in you?” Nemuri ponders.

Kimi takes a breath, slowly getting a bit more comfortable with the conversation. “Um, they’ve tried a couple of times, but they’re saying it’s hard to get anything in. Like I’m clamping down too hard.”

“Mmm,” Nemuri hums. “Gotchu. And how are you feeling when this is happening?”

Kimi’s brow scrunches as she tries to recall her feelings in those moments. “Um, I’m a bit nervous,” Kimi admits. “And then I end up getting really disappointed that I can’t do what they’re asking.”

Nemuri slowly nods her head. “Are you worried it’s going to hurt?”

“Um, a little. Like there’s a little bit of pain when they’re trying to stretch me out and then I just get frustrated.”

Nemuri places her elbow on the table, resting her head in her hand. Her blue eyes settle gently over Kimi’s face. “Was this something they originally asked for?”

Kimi nervously sucks in her lips and nods without making eye contact. “Yes, but I want it too,” she admits slowly. “They had originally brought it up after my first heat there. They said that they wanted to try to make it work so they didn’t get competitive during my heats. They’re worried that they might start getting possessive.”

All of the puzzle pieces come together for Nemuri and she let’s out an understanding “Ooooh.” Sitting up in her chair, a knowing smile graces her face. “Yeah, that makes a lot of sense. Especially if you haven’t shared a heat with them yet. Those feelings will probably settle down after your first heat or two with them.”

She smiles reassuringly at Kimi who absorbs the information she’s being given. She leans back a little in her hair, before letting out a small laugh. “They were like that when they first got together, I don’t know if they told you or not.”

“They told me a little bit,” Kimi confirms with a small smile. “But how did you think they were?”

Nemuri’s knowing smile only grows and Kimi can’t help but think about how good it looks on her. “Oh, they would get on each other’s nerves about the littlest things. Always protective about the dumbest stuff.” 

She leans forward excitedly before telling Kimi, “One time, Hizashi had gotten Shouta a drink from the vending machine to have after his workout and Shouta just blew up. Said he didn’t need to be coddled and challenged Hizashi right then and there. Luckily, I had stopped by as things were getting heated and was able to knock some sense into them.” Nemuri laughs at the memory and Kimi joins in.

Nemuri’s smile grows warm. “They’ll get over it,” she reassures. “This is all just really new for them.”

Kimi’s smile matches in warmth, looking at the alpha that shared so many happy memories with her own. “Yeah. Thank you, Nemuri,” Kimi says bashfully.

“Of course,” Nemuri says with her signature coo. “Anything for my favorite omega. Now,” she claps her hands. “Let’s see what we can do to make things easier for you, hm? Are you still taking that heat toy of yours pretty well?”

Nemuri’s voice is much louder than Kimi would like, so she quickly shushes her. She laughs bashfully before responding, “Yes. I’ve been taking the big one with no problem. That’s why I think I’m a little extra mad at myself for not being able to do this.” Her grin falters a little bit as the disappointment in her gut stirs a little.

Nemuri’s brow crinkles before asking, “Are you dropped when you’re trying this out?”

“No,” Kimi shakes her head. “But I don’t think that would be the issue, right? Like shouldn’t it be better that I’m not dropping outside of my heat?”

Nemuri nods in agreement. “You’re right, but I think I may know what’s going on.”

“Oh?” Kimi prompts, excited to get the solution to her problem.

Nemuri nonchalantly tells Kimi, “It sounds like you’re overthinking.”

“Huh?” comes Kimi’s immediate response. She was not expecting that to be the answer at all.

Nemuri laughs. “Exactly, You’re too in your head,” Nemuri continues to explain. “The reason that the audios and the large knot toys are so helpful during your heats are because they help you to stop thinking. You’re so worried about what other people are thinking that it’s getting in your way.”

Kimi’s shoulders sag, not expecting that to be the answer. “Oh,” she says quietly as she processes this.

Nemuri continues on. “That’s why when you’re trying to do something to impress the boys outside of your heat, you’re having extra difficulty. I’m sure this wouldn’t be as big of a deal when you’re dropped, but because you’re too in the moment, it’s causing issues.”

Kimi lightly nods her head, Nemuri’s words making sense to her. 

Nemuri shoots her a sympathetic look “Why don’t you try this,” she starts, before leaning back in her chair more comfortably. “Why don’t you send them one of the audios you really like? Tell them the next time you try it to have them speak to you just like the audios. Or, even suggest putting on one of the audios for you all to listen to in the moment. That way, they know how to distract you, hm?”

“Oh god, no,” Kimi blurts out. “Those audios are fine when I’ve got a little heat fog but they’re so cringy outside of my heats,” she giggles. “I think I would die of embarrasment if the boys listened to them.”

Nemuri shrugs, “Alright love, I just think it would help. Regardless, you should let them know what’s going on. And maybe, just think of some of the things you like in your audios and see if the boys are game to it, ya?”

“Yeah, I will,” Kimi agrees. She starts about how she’s going to word all of this to them and bites her lip in contemplation.

Seeing Kimi’s mind start to go makes Nemuri chuckle. “Oh, I am so glad you invited me out for tea, darling,” Nemuri comments. “We really need to do this more often!”

“Me too, we really should,” Kimi agrees back with a smile.

Nemuri leans forward and lowers her voice. “Plus, I want all the dirty details on the boys. Have you worn the cat ears and tail yet?” The devious look in her eyes makes Kimi genuinely laugh.

“No, not yet. ‘Zashi was telling me to save it for Sho’s birthday coming up,” Kimi smiles.

Nemuri’s eyes light up and a wicked smile grows on her face. “Oh, he’s going to love that! Is it just going to be you two or all three of you?” She’s happy that Kimi is giving her a little insight on her friend’s intimate life. Trying to get them to admit anything they like was always such a pain in the ass for her.

Kimi excitedly shares her upcoming plans. “‘Zashi’s actually going to give us the night to ourselves. Kind of like Sho’ did with ‘Zashi’s birthday.”

Nemuri happily claps her hands, bringing them to her chest. “Perfect. He’s just going to eat you up, I know it!” 

The girls talk a little more about things that would normally be shared in a more private setting. Before they separate, Kimi gives Nemuri a genuine hug and thanks her again for helping her out. She leaves with her head full of new ideas and a surge of confidence in her chest.

Kimi arrives back at home mid-day, right as the boys start waking up. She only had a couple of hours with them both before they had to depart for their respective jobs. After putting down her purse and taking off her shoes, she heads to the kitchen to start making their breakfast. She figures the best thing she can do is to fill their bellies with extra good food before she has the awkward talk.

She starts the kettle and coffee pot, before focusing on getting the food prepped. Hizashi is surprisingly the first one in the kitchen. 

“Good morning,” she beams as he walks towards her, stretching. As he lets his arms down, one wraps around her waist lovingly. She lightly tilts her head up to accept a quick kiss before turning her attention back to the food. “Did you sleep ok? I didn’t wake you up when I left this morning, did I?”

He seems to catch onto Nemuri’s scent on her because he quickly scents her before responding. “No, love,” he says, moving to sit across from her at the island. “You’re good. I slept like a baby honestly. This past week just wore me out so I just crashed when I got home.”

Kimi gives him a sympathetic smile. “Sorry, it was such a long week.”

He gives a half-hearted shrug. “Eh, not your fault. I think things are just a little crazy because we’re starting to get towards the holiday season.”

Kimi gives a knowing nod. “Yeah, the holidays really bring out the best in people,” she agrees sarcastically. 

“You can say that again,” Hizashi says, stretching again. His attention turns towards the hallway as he notices Shouta making his way in.

“Shower feel good?” Hizashi questions his partner.

Shouta looks up at his partner, his eyes still hanging onto some of the exhaustion his body carries. “Yeah, helped with some of the soreness,” Shouta comments. “‘Morning, Kimi.”

Kimi smiles and looks up happily at him.“‘Morning, Shouta,” Kimi mimics. “Breakfast is almost done.”

“I see that,” he says, watching her work for a few seconds. He walks around to her right side to place a kiss on his mark, also successfully scenting her. 

“Sho’,” she breathlessly giggles before turning her head to accept an actual kiss.

He puts his hands up defensively. “What? I’m just making everyone their drinks.” He shoots a knowing look at Hizashi before turning around and grabbing everyone’s mugs.

“Uh, huh. Sure,” Kimi teases back. She finishes plating up the last meal before the trio takes a seat at the table. “So how was everyone’s day yesterday,” Kimi prompts as she goes to take her first bite.

The two alphas look at each other before they both shrug. “Wasn’t too bad,” Shouta comments. “There wasn’t a lot of activity last night which was nice.”

“Yeah, nothing too special last night for me either,” Hizashi agrees.

“You were playing some good songs,” Kimi comments before adding, “as always.”

“Of course,” he says with a proud shrug. “Gotta make sure I play what my number one little listener likes.”

Kimi smiles as she continues eating, politely placing her hand over her mouth. She swallows before picking up the conversation a bit more between the two boys. Almost everyone’s finished their plates when Shouta asks, “How about you? How was your day?”

Seeing that her mates are almost done eating, she answers honestly. “Uh. It wasn’t the best if I’m being honest.”

Concern douses Hizashi’s face. “Oh, how come?”

A bit hesitantly, Kimi answers.“I, uh. I got called into the Society.”

The response is immediate. Both of her mates startle, practically jumping out of their chairs and Shouta’s head whips to her face. “What?” They both say in unison, waves of surprise and concern rolling off of them.

Kimi slowly answers with gritted teeth. “Yeah. I got a call two days ago and they requested I come in for a meeting.” Her hands soothingly rub themselves under the table.

“What did they want?” Shouta asks as Hizashi continues to stare at Kimi in surprise.

One of Kimi’s hands moves up to her opposite, rubbing it in a self-soothing manner. “They, um. They kinda scolded me for not being pregnant already.” While she knew the conversation would make the alphas upset, she knew it was still needed and fought through the awkward tension crawling through her body.

The boys look at each other, exchanging upset looks. Shouta leans back in his chair, arms crossed while Hizashi looks anywhere but in Kimi’s direction. He sighs, deflating a little. “I’m sorry, Kimi,” he says, voice broken and sad. 

Kimi launches herself in his direction, reaching out her hand towards his. “No, please don’t be upset about this. It’s okay,” Kimi rushes to say, hoping it soothes her alpha.

“No, it’s really not.” She can’t help but listen to how defeated he sounds. “I shouldn’t have left you when you needed me. They probably wouldn’t have gotten on your case.”

Shouta gives his partner a sympathetic look. “We don’t know that,” Shouta says gently, reminding his partner of a previous conversation they’ve all had. Kimi’s thankful he seems to be keeping a pretty level head. “You did what you thought was best for the pack, remember?”

“Yeah,” Hizashi agrees, a bit quietly. “I just hate that now she’s having to pay for it.”

Kimi defensively puts her hands out. “I’m all good, really. I talked it out with Naomi and Nemuri and I feel a lot better.”

“That’s why you smell like her,” Hizashi blurts out, a bit dejected. Kimi knows that there’s a hint of playfulness behind his words though.

Genuinely curious, Shouta asks, “What’d they say?”

“Well, Naomi thinks the Society was too harsh-,”

Hizashi huffs and pushes himself further back into his chair. “Fair,” he mutters.

“And Nem gave me some tips to help for next time,” Kimi continues.

Shouta gives Kimi a puzzled look. “Next time?” Shouta prompts.

A light blush graces her face. “The next time we try to, you know-,” Kimi trails off, her voice quieter than her previous statement. She raises two fingers, hoping he’ll understand.

Shouta seems to take some pity on her and doesn’t make her finish her sentence, knowing what she’s talking about.

“I see,” he hums as his pity runs out. “And what were those tips?”

Not expecting him to be so forward, Kimi stutters a little. “She, um. She was basically telling me to relax.”

Hizashi lets out a small laugh but Kimi can tell his energy is still off. “Is that all?” he says a bit smug.

She gives a shy smile. “Yeah. She just thinks I’m too in my head and that it shouldn't be as painful next time if I can relax or at least be distracted.”

“Fair enough,” Shouta shrugs. “So when do you want to try it?” He leans over in her direction, locking eyes with her and flashing the smirk he knows makes her knees buckle.

She thinks about her answer for a moment, biting her lip as she does so. “Maybe tomorrow?” she blushes. “I know you both are busy today and I don’t want to interrupt.”

Shouta leans back in his chair, mirroring his previous position. “Alright, tomorrow it is then. That sound good to you, ‘Zash?”

“Yeah,” Hizashi says with a bit of a warmer smile before it lightly drops. “They weren’t too mean to you, were they?”

Kimi hates that he still feels guilty about what happened. “I’m not going to lie, they were pretty rude, but I’m ok now. Naomi and I went to the beach afterward and she helped cheer me up.”

“Ok,” his voice still sounding a bit discouraged. “I’m glad she was able to help you. I’m sorry we weren’t around.”

“It’s all ok, ‘Zashi,” Kimi reassures him with a smile. “I’m good now and we have a game plan to make sure things are better for next time.”

Shouta locks eyes with his partner. “We should probably try to lock in the time off now if we can,” he says in his normal serious tone. “See if we can’t have the Society make sure the Association doesn’t try to step in again.”

Hizashi nods his head in agreement. “Yeah, you’re right. Maybe they’ll be less grumpy if they have even more control over what’s happening.”

“That would probably help,” Kimi agrees. Her head drops a bit in shame before she tells them the remainder of their warning. “They were saying they might try to step in themselves if I’m not pregnant after my next heat.”

The two boys let a moment of silence pass, absorbing that bit of info. “Well, we’ll do our best to make sure that doesn’t happen, ok?” Shouta says reassuringly. Kimi nods her head in understanding. Silence still lingers in the room and Kimi feels a bit guilty for bringing down the mood right as her two mates were getting started for the day.

“You guys have a little bit before you have to start getting ready, right?” she asks rhetorically, knowing they do. “Why don’t we cuddle a little bit on the couch before you do? I feel bad making you leave for work all bummed out.”

“That sounds wonderful, love,” Hizashi says, his voice warmer than before. His arms outstretch as she gets up and Kimi flings herself into his arms without hesitation. Shouta smiles and comes around her backside, sandwiching her in for a hug.

The room fills with waves of comfort and happiness as the trip breaks away from the hug. They cuddle on the couch, conversing about a show they’re all watching before the boys eventually head out for the evening. Kimi journals her day with the cute supplies they had gotten her for her birthday a few months prior. 

They had seen how much she would write down and journal at the agency or when she was at home so the supplies were a no-brainer. They even had the creative department make some custom supplies for her with all three of their names on it. It always made her smile when she was using them. 

She turns on the radio in the living room when Present Mic starts his show and does some late-night yoga in front of the large windows that display the city below. She tried to see if she could spot Eraserhead but knew that his route was way too far to see. The rest of the evening is spent listening to Present Mic’s show and reading before her eyes start drooping. 

Reluctantly, she turns everything off in the living room before crawling into their shared giant bed. Tonight, the darkness and stillness in the room is just a bit too much for her, so she turns on the ambient lighting around the room for comfort allowing its warmth to replace her alpha’s as she drifts asleep. PREVIOUS | NEXT

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Behind the Scenes: The Secret Omega CHAPTER 2 - Home is Where the Cat is

AO3 Link SUMMARY: Kimiko gets a tour of the alpha's home.

CHAPTER 2 - Home is Where the Cat is

A large skyscraper behind a large concrete fence with an elaborate gated entrance sits in front of Kimiko and she can’t help but feel out of place. Yamada leans over and tells her,

“Welcome home.” 

Goosebumps spread across her skin as that fact sinks in, this is now her home. She never expected to end up in a place like this. While her family wasn’t poor, they were not well off enough to be able to afford to live in a complex similar to this one. 

Yamada comes around and opens her door. He offers his arm out to her, which she takes with a smile. Aizawa guides all of them through the front entrance and towards an elevator. He puts in a code and an elevator starts heading towards them. 

“We’ll give you all the codes and keys before you move in,” Yamada says while they wait.

“Thank you,” Kimiko responds. The elevator soon dings and she steps in with Yamada. Another code is entered and it starts moving. She holds on a little tighter to Yamada’s arm. He smiles down at her, noticing the change in grip.

“You ok?” he asks.

“Yeah, elevators just make me a little nervous. I’m sure I’ll be used to it in no time though.” She gives a polite smile back at him and squeezes his arm. They reach their floor and the door opens to a hallway with a few doors. 

Aizawa walks to the set of double doors with a keypad, punches in another code, and opens one of the doors for them. Kimiko follows Yamada in and immediately she’s struck with awe. The condo has very large windows that span over two stories. A large couch and fireplace sit in the middle of the room and she can catch a glimpse into another seating area on the second floor.

 Her arm drops from Yamada’s as her body moves on its own accord. Robotically, she takes her shoes off by the door, before walking further into the condo. There’s a large kitchen and dining set on one side and in the other direction are the rooms and stairs to the second story. 

The two-story window in the main room is what draws her in. Slowly, she walks up to it, in awe of its size and grandiose appearance.  The cityscape in front of her seemed to span on for miles and the sky above took her breath away. Looking down, she can see the streets and the chaotic energy of the world running rampant. Straight ahead the city sparkles with lights and distant stars.

 She spends a few moments, gazing around, absorbing all the world has to offer. A hand on her arm startles her out of the trance. Aizawa gives her a soft apology in return.

“Sorry, but there’s someone who wanted to meet you.” She looks around to see who it could be, before noticing an orange tabby sitting at her feet.

“This is Sushi. He guards the house.” Kimiko giggles at the introduction and lowers her hand down for it to sniff. 

“It’s nice to meet you, Sushi.” After a short regard, he rubs himself on her leg before letting her get in a few pets and scampering off.

“Would you like to see the rest of the place?” Aizawa asks, voice low.  Kimiko nods and grabs the hand he offers her. She’s led into the kitchen and shown where the pantry is.

“We can go shopping for some snacks for you if you’d like.”

“That’s ok,” she replies. “I’d like to visit the grocery store when I move in so I know what they have.” He nods and moves on to the hallway, showing her the direction of the guest rooms and bathrooms. Then, he takes her into the master bedroom. 

The largest bed she’s ever seen graces the middle of the room on top of a comfy-looking rug. Another large window is placed on one side of the room but is mostly covered by thick curtains at the moment. On the opposite wall is the entrance to the walk-in closet as well as the en-suite bathroom. 

“It looks so comfy,” she utters. Walking up to the bed, she runs a hand over the large, fluffy duvet. “It’s so inviting, I just want to fall into it.”

“That’s not even the best part,” Yamada says, from a chair by the window. He clicks a button on a remote and the curtains behind him fully close. At the same time, uplighting in the room turns on, encasing the room with a more warm, cozy feel. Kimiko’s breath hitches at how luxurious it all feels. 

“This is all so amazing,” she says, still in awe of everything. “It’s so cozy. I feel like I could melt.” Aizawa chuckles next to her. She looks up, her chest pounding again. Her instincts tell her that she needs to be closer to him. Her eyes land on his lips and then looks away when she realizes what she’s doing. 

“Um, do you know where my clothes could go?” She asks Yamada. It’s obvious he can feel the tension in the air. Giving her a Cheshire grin, he stands up from the chair and walks toward the closet.

“Well, we could make some space in here. I have some clothes that I can move together to give you a couple of shelves and a space to hang things if you’d like. Or, we can get you a dresser to put out in the room.” She takes a  closer look at the closet and the way things are set up before making a decision,

“I think a dresser would work fine, as long as I can still hang some clothes in here.”

“I can make that happen.”

“What kind of clothes do you like?” 

Yamada immediately gives her a confused look.

“If I were to get some more clothes, what would you like to see me in, what do you like?”

“Oh,” he says, turning his head to look at his partner while he thinks.

“What do you like to wear?” Aizawa asks while his partner ponders.

“I usually find myself wearing skirts and dresses. I try to keep things pretty classy out in public, but I also really like comfy clothes. Honestly, I’m just looking to see if there’s a style you all like.”

“I like skirts,” Aizawa comments.

“The style you were wearing in the photos in your file. It’s very cute and classy. I like that, it seems to fit you.” She smiles at Yamada’s comment, happy that she can stick with her usual style. Her instincts claw at her mind, curious to know what their taste in lingerie is. 

“What about-” she stops herself, realizing what she was about to ask them. Aizawa raises his eyebrow at the blush spreading across her face. 

“What about what ?” Aizawa asks. Kimiko thinks that he must be able to read her mind with how perceptive he is. 

“Nothing, sorry. Um,” she tries to change the subject and divert her eyes.

“No, you’re not getting away with that. You need to be honest, remember?” Aizawa interjects voice stern with a hint of playfulness. 

He takes a step toward her as he says, “What about, what ?” She glances over at Yamada who doesn’t try to intervene at all, if anything it seems like he’s entranced by his husband.

“Lingerie,” she says, a bit embarrassed. “What kind of lingerie would you like me to get?”

“There’s a good girl,” Aizawa compliments. All previous concerns she had about him warming up to her flew out the window. Her face burns at his words, but inside her instincts have her almost purring at his praise.

“I like a lot of straps while ‘Zashi prefers more lace.”

Tension builds between all of them, but instead of wanting to flee the room, Kimiko feels more inclined to cling to the man in front of me. Yamada seems to catch on and help her out.

“Why don’t we show you upstairs?” he says, grabbing her hand and leading them out of the room. 

Aizawa follows behind as they walk up the staircase to the second floor. Her heart feels like it’s practically pounding out of her chest but she tries to focus on taking in her new home. 

There’s a reading area with bookcases and couches on one side and the other side has an in-home gym. The gym was separated by a glass wall that allowed you to see in but looked thick enough to keep any music playing out. 

Kimiko walks over to the side with the bookcases. Her eyes run over the titles of the books, some looking familiar and others looking new and exciting. Walking over to the other side of the room, she takes a peek inside the gym. There seemed to be some equipment she could use and at the very least it was a great place to get her daily stretching in.

“This is all so wonderful,” she says, attention directed back to her new alphas.

“Is there anything you can think of that you’d need?” She takes a look around again before answering.

“I don’t think so. It looks like I can fit my books over there,” she says, pointing to one of the bookcases. “And the rest of my things look like they can fit in the rest of the house fairly easily.”

“Okay, well if you change your mind and think of anything, don’t be afraid to ask,” Yamada reassures her.

“Sounds like you’re not going to need your own room then?” questions Aizawa.

“No,” she says, a little shy. “I think there’s enough space for my things throughout the house. Plus, that bed looks too comfy to give up.” The two men give knowing smiles to one another.

“It is pretty comfy!” Yamada agrees. 

“When do you think you’d like to start moving in?” Aizawa asks.

“Friday, about mid-day if that’s ok. I still have some things I need to finish taking care of.”

“Yes, Friday is perfect. Gives you a little time to get settled before we get back from work.” Yamada responds with encouragement.

“We’ll stop and get dinner on the way home so you don’t have to cook on your first night,” Aizawa states. 

“Oh, that’s ok. I can cook,” she responds in a worried tone.

“Nah,” says Aizawa, stepping towards her and closing the distance between them. He reaches for her chin and tilts it up a little to look directly into her eyes. “I’d rather you focus on getting comfy and settled in here.” Her face warms at his touch, not expecting something so intimate from him.

“O-ok,” she shyly agrees. He lets go of her chin, but her head stays in the same place. He stands tall, keeping eye contact with her. 

At that moment, all the built-up tension from earlier comes back, making her control snap. Her eyes dip to his lips again before she surges forward, needing to close the distance between them. Aizawa reacts by meeting her halfway and pulling them closer as their lips connect. 

Butterflies rush to fill her stomach. His hand slowly makes its way to the side of her face, rubbing his thumb against her cheek. Their lips move and find one another, savoring the feeling of being joined together. He pulls away and she finds herself unable to open her eyes right away. The butterflies leave her stomach as she opens her eyes. 

“Dang it,” Yamada says with a playful pout, startling them both. “I wanted to do that.” 

Aizawa gives a low chuckle. Kimiko finds herself relieved that he’s not angry.

“I’m so sorry, Yamada. I don’t know what came over me,” she quickly apologizes, backing away from Aizawa. “I hope I didn’t overstep.” The men share a glance, seeming to do a quick check-in.

“You’re completely fine,” Yamada reassures. “And I think we can drop the formalities now.”

“You’re probably right,” she says with a nervous giggle and then pauses. “Hizashi,” she says, testing out the name on her tongue. Looking at the other man next to her, she tries out his name, “Shouta.” 

“Kimiko,” Shouta responds. Her heart flutters at the way he says it, savoring his attention.

“Kimiko?” Hizashi asks, grabbing the attention of Shouta. 

“Yes?” The shakiness in her voice she detests comes back.

“Can I please kiss you now?”

“I would like that very much, Hizashi,” she says, forcing her voice to be less wobbly. He wraps an arm around her waist and pulls them together.

His lips meet her and the butterflies return. Kimiko’s head floats as their lips intertwine.  As she pulls away, she’s met with Hizashi’s dopey grin and soon she’s wearing a matching smile.

“That’s a lot hotter to watch than I was expecting,” Shouta comments, making her feel hot. “Hizashi, our omega is so cute.”

“So cute,” Hizashi mimics. Kimiko’s breath grows heavy as the tension between all of them builds once again. Her instincts start screaming in her head to have these men all over her.

She brings a hand to her chest, attempting to stop her heart from feeling like it’s going to explode from how hard it’s beating. Shouta sees this and backs off a little. Hizashi also notices and relaxes his posture to seem less intimidating.

“Sorry,” she apologizes before also taking a step back. “I should’ve been trying to control myself. I didn’t want to rush things too quickly.” The two alphas in front of her swap puzzled looks.

“Why are you apologizing?” Hizashi asks. “We’ve been the ones pushing things today. We should be apologizing.”

“Well, you two are already established mates. It’s not right of me to just come in and start kissing you both all willy-nilly. I overstepped, I’m sorry.”

“You are too sweet.” Shouta remarks. Kimiko’s heart pulls at her chest. “Don’t worry you’re not overstepping.” He emits a soothing wave that has her relaxing. He reaches out and takes a moment to rub his thumb along the side of her face. “You are our mate now. As long as we all keep communicating our needs and feelings, you’re not overstepping, remember?” She nods in response.

“But, please, tell us if you feel like we are,” Hizashi says, still concerned about her feelings.

“Ok, I will,” she says with confidence. Hizashi seems placated by her words. “I am a little nervous right now.”

“What’s got you nervous?” Hizashi asks. 

“It just feels like things are going really quick right now and I’d like to save things for our first night together if that’s okay with you guys.”

“That’s no problem at all, princess,” remarks Hizashi. Kimiko can’t help but blush at the pet name. 

“Oh? You like it when I call you princess?” Hizashi jests.

She gives shy nods in response.

“Nuh-uh-uh,” Shouta playfully scolds. “Use your words.”

Kimiko practically melts at the attention. She wants nothing more than to just give in to her desires and jump into their arms. However, she decides to give them a little taste of their own medicine.

“Yes, alphas. I like it when you call me those names.” The men both give small curses under their breath and Hizashi breaks the tension.

“Okay, okay. You said you didn’t want to take things too far. We should all probably take a breath before we all start jumping each other.” That seems to sap the tension from the air and sure enough, everyone seems to release a breath and give a small chuckle.

“I should probably head back home then.” Kimiko’s suggestion is received with a nod from a now-quiet Shouta.

“Ok, princess. I’ll call up the front desk and have them prepare a chauffeur for you.”

“Thank you,” she says in response. He smiles at her and takes out his phone.

As she makes her way downstairs, Hizashi rings the front desk to make the arrangements. After he gets off the phone, she gives him a hug which he responds to with a kiss on the top of her head. 

“We’ll see you later this week, princess. Have a safe ride home. Text me when you get there?” She pulls back and smiles up at him.

“Sure thing.”

Aizawa walks up to the two of them and offers his arm out to Kimiko. Gladly, she accepts it and lets him lead her out of the condo.

“Bye, see you on Friday,” she says, waving goodbye to Hizashi.

“Bye, princess. See you Friday,” he says with a wink. Her cheeks heat up again as she makes her way out of the condo. 

When I get into the elevator, Aizawa looks down at her. She had been unintentionally squeezing his arm but noticed that she’d caught his eye and released her hold. 

“I’ll stop by your place later this week to drop off the keys and codes. How does your week look?” Aizawa asks, hoping to ease her nerves.

“I believe I’m free Wednesday afternoon.”

“Ok, that works, I have patrol that night so I’ll be free. Just send a text when you’re home.”

“Can do,” she says, smiling at him. The elevator dings and they arrive in the lobby. 

“Wow, that went by faster than I was expecting,” she says a bit quietly.  Aizawa grins and escorts her to the front of the lobby. Outside waits a familiar blacked-out vehicle with the rear door open. 

“Thank you for letting me see everything early,” says Kimiko, turning to face Aizawa.

“Of course. Let me know if you need anything before you move in.” She smiles and moves in to hug him goodbye. He accepts and gives her a small peck on her cheek as she pulls away. Blushing, she allows him to help her into the backseat. 

He shuts the door and Kimiko waves goodbye, before quickly realizing he can’t see her. She laughs to herself as the car moves away. The chauffeur turns on a local radio station, allowing Kimiko to stare out the window, watching her new home disappear. A wave of sadness creeps up on it, but she doesn’t realize it until a tear falls down her face. Quickly, she brushes it away with a sniffle and looks for a tissue in her purse, all while trying to rein in her emotions.

“There should be tissues in the seat pocket in front of you, ma’am,” notes the chauffeur. She replies with a small thanks and retrieves one, wiping up the rest of the tear and blowing her nose. The world outside passes by as she thinks back on the afternoon. By the time she’s home, the sadness has been replaced with excitement. In just a few days, she’ll be in her new home with her new alphas, starting the life that she’s worked so hard to get.

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