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Gojo Satoru, the strongest, the Gojo clans head and pride of their clan, was an omega.
The clan had found out once Satoru turned 13 and presented for the very first time, and they were not happy. To the old farts up top being an Omega meant you were inherently weak, that it was in your blood to be lesser than others. And to have their strongest weapon be an omega well that wasn’t exactly what they were hoping for.
But, that didn’t mean they got rid of him? No. Satoru was the strongest there was, the first in their clan in over 500 years to inherit both Limitless and Six Eyes as a technique, he was definitely a special cause and that meant that even if he was an omega they couldn’t exactly deny his power.
So they raised him as an alpha.
The poor little 13 year old was raised up as an alpha despite having the wrong sex and the wrong pheromones to be an Alpha, they raised him up as one, not teaching him anything of his own sex, and not shit about what exactly it meant to be an omega only that he was a strong alpha who would one day rule the clan.
Now Satoru wasn’t dumb, he caught on pretty quick they were lying, but that didn't mean he knew everything. His first real heat was a walking shit show, he was confused, angry, hormonal, and a bit scared though he’d never admit that weakness to anyone.
and the clan?
They didn’t do shit to help. They locked him up like an animal, trapped him in some dark room with a bunch of pillows and one meal a day, and said they couldn’t risk any other alphas getting near him because that could “ruin him”. As if he was some precious artifact instead of a confused and hurt 14 year old boy that they deemed as a god the moment he was born.
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Now, Gojo Satoru was 28 years young and he was a famed teacher at Jujutsu Tech, a school for young sorcerers to learn how to use their techniques and train to kill off curses. Gojo himself doesn’t work alone thankfully, he has his best friend and self proclaimed “one and only” Geto Suguru by his side.
The two teachers have been thick as thieves since the age of 15 when Gojo first started attending Jujutsu Tech as a student. Around that time Gojo had started taking heat supplements and scent suppression tablets, the clan refused to let anyone find out their perfect little tool was an omega and so they all but forced Gojo to tell everyone he was an Alpha. That didn’t make it any less of a lie though and Satoru was embarrassed to be caught lying about his sex of all things, so he doubled down on the lie.
He made sure personally that no one would ever know he was an Omega, and now, 13 years later, no one even has a clue! Not that Gojo is proud of lying to all his friends for this long but it wasn’t like it was affecting anyone’s life or anything. And as a plus he hasn’t had to hear the Gojo elders bitch about anyone knowing and them being ruined.
But each heat is getting harder than the last, and he doesn’t know if it’s him talking or his hormones but if he doesn’t find a mate soon he may actually go crazy. 28 years old and a virgin just because some old men don’t want anyone to know he has a vagina, he’s getting sick of it.
He is sick of those old prudes preventing him from hooking up with people, he is a grown man and he could honestly pull whoever he wanted, so why hasn’t he. He doesn’t usually follow the elders commands and there have been more than a few times of him wanting to sleep with someone just to spite them but he hasn’t, because no matter who he finds none of them catch his attention.
Most alphas just want control, they only do it for their own pleasure and run off the moment they get the chance, and Satoru isn’t a one night stand kinda guy.. or at least he doesn’t think he is, he’s never had the chance to find out.
And it’s not like he doesn’t know any good alphas, he does, there is Shoko, Nanami, and Suguru, not to mention some of his students but there is no way he’d ever do anything to a student of his, he thinks of them as his own pups most the time.
And Shoko? He’s like 99.9% sure she’s a lesbian and if she isn’t well she’s not exactly his type. Nanami? Wayy too uptight, he’s hot sure but it’s like there is a massive stick up his ass and Satoru is pretty positive he hates him in some sort of way with how annoyed he always is just by Satoru's presence. And last but not least Suguru, Satoru's best friend, he presented alpha the first year of high school.
Later than Satoru presented but it wasn’t much of a surprise, his best friend had always been the type of guy you’d expect was an alpha from first glance, he was a lot more filled out and buff while Satoru was lanky and skinny. Strangely enough though his friend never asked about his build or suspected he could have been lying, they just trusted each other like that and always have.
Satoru would be lying if he said he never thought of his best friend in more than a friendly way.. some heats he would sneak one of Suguru’s shirts into his dorm or even borrow some of his cologne just to have Suguru’s scent in his nest. It wasn’t like it changed the way he saw the man.. it just helped.. and it’s not like his friend ever found out, they were just friends after all.
Just friends.
Nothing more, and though sometimes Satoru has certain thoughts about the well built man he would never act on them! Not only would that reveal his secret to his best friend but it would also likely ruin their bond and Satoru would never want that.
So when the man started getting closer, acting closer, needy even.. Satoru just pretended not to notice! So what his friend started asking odd questions about Satoru's “rut” and wanted to stay over more, not like they have never had a sleepover before, sure they are a bit old for one now but it was practically an everyday thing back in high school. There was no problem in wanting to stay close with your friend.
Satoru would wake up, take his pills, wear his patches over his glands just in case, and meet Suguru in the hall as they walked to the classrooms. Sometimes he’d go out with Suguru and Shoko for some beers and joke around as they picked up Omegas on the way, Suguru would give him a glance every time Satoru said he wasn’t really looking for anyone but he’d always chalk it up to clan stuff and shake it off.. and sure Satoru got jealous seeing Suguru with other mates from time to time, Shoko would tease him and call him a jealous wife but Satoru would laugh it off.
He was obviously just jealous Suguru hung out with other people and less with him, that didn’t mean anything, it was normal to get upset if your best friend was hanging out with other people and anything past that was just the unwanted Hormones Satoru felt before an upcoming heat. It didn’t mean anything, it shouldn’t mean anything.
So why did Satoru's heart ache so badly?
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Satoru's next heat came sooner than he was expecting. It could be hanging out with Shoko and Suguru so much had triggered something in him, maybe his body was expecting a mate? But this was definitely not the time and place, he had just finished class with his first years dismissing the pups to go do whatever that wanted for the rest of the day.
Once everyone left he was going to go visit Nanami for a bit to go bother him or even tease Shoko during her work but the moment he went to leave he felt wrong. Really wrong, and he knew exactly what he felt.
He panicked, he wasn’t expecting this for another week and there was no way he could warp back to one of his houses in time. He felt his legs start to give out under him, he needed to leave, he couldn’t let anyone catch him here.
On wobbly legs he started to get back up and began to leave, he knew the patches weren’t going to hide his scent long, and if he did get caught like this it was going to be embarrassing. So when he heard Suguru of all people call out to him from the hall, he could have just died right then and there.
It didn’t take long for Suguru to walk into Satoru standing in the middle of his class, legs trembling, hands struggling to cover his own scent glands in hopes it would help once the patches couldn’t handle the excessive oils his body started producing.
“Ah, Suguru, hey..”
He waved awkwardly at the younger man, Suguru looked perplexed, and worried of all things. Satoru could almost laugh at this moment if it wasn’t for the sheer embarrassment and shame he felt. He tried to back up but Suguru only stepped forward, he looked scared? Did he think Satoru was hurt??
“Satoru- what— what’s happening? Are you okay, should I call Shoko or-”
Satoru was expecting the stop, the patches finally had enough and his scent was seeping out, he knew it, his hand couldn’t hide the scent of an omega in heat and that was shown by the look in Suguru’s eyes as he finally peaced it together.
“Look, S-Suguru, I can explain.. it’s just-”
*Satoru was an omega.*
“You look so pale… are you- are you in heat?? I’m calling Shoko, here hold on.”
Now that was something Satoru didn’t expect, Suguru walked over, knowing he was an omega, he walked over and helped Satoru stand, held onto him even.
He barely even flinched finding out his best friend was lying to him, more worried that his friend was in heat than anything. It was.. confusing.
Satoru felt weak, wobbly, he didn’t even know if he was just imagining this whole thing as some sick Hormonal fantasy to see Suguru.
“Yes, he’s right here— in our classroom— no— okay we are on our way— Satoru?— Satoru!!”
Satoru felt himself tilt over in Suguru’s arms, he heard him talking to someone; Shoko, he was sure, and then he saw him turn to him maybe in an attempt to say something but Satoru just felt so weak.
He passed out in Suguru’s arms, his friend looked terrified, had he never dealt with someone in heat before? He’s seen the man take so many omegas home?
As he drifted off fully his last thought was that he hoped Suguru would be by his side when he woke back up.