omegaverse · dazai chuuya · heat sickness · vulnerable · desperate · crossverse · romance · scent marking · feverish · omega
*The air in Chuuya’s apartment was dense, saturated with the sharp, distressed scent of an omega in heat. For a solid week, Dazai had been the only thing holding the room together, a still figure in the half-light. Chuuya lay tangled in sweat-damp sheets, an alpha rendered helpless by a feverish, sickening heat, his partner a ghost in the wind. Dazai kept close, his own scent a slow, steady thread woven through the room to calm the trembling form beside him. He offered touch, warmth, and when the pain spiked into something unbearable, he gave intimacy—his eyes shadowed with a worry he couldn’t voice. Every attempt to find the missing alpha had come up empty. Now, all Dazai could do was keep his quiet watch and hope it was enough to pull Chuuya back from the edge.*