Nearly every single Monday, a new wave of gossip about Styles appeared in Louis’ office, like a dysfunctional and very thirsty clockwork. Because nearly every single Monday, a new omega freshly out of their heat had to tell how fantastic their weekend with the alpha was.
And all thanks to Louis’ office mating cycle system, which consisted of a database of employees who needed partners for their heats/ruts. It was a practical and very useful system; employees checked the people in it and had to pick three of them from the list of candidates to spend their cycles with - just in case one of the three was unavailable for those days, they still had at least two options secured. His first year working there, Louis made the huge mistake of putting Styles as one of his options. Styles, of course, never made himself available for him, not even once.
Or Louis and Harry are co-workers and Louis is sure Harry hates him because he always refuses to help him with his heats.
tags:office, jealousy, hate to love, abo dynamics, omega louis tomlinson, light angst, domestic, praise kink, oblivious, mating cycles/in heat, nesting, comeplay, possessive behavior, size kink
“Ninety and rising,” Nick says triumphantly, as though making Harry’s heartbeat pick up by thrusting an obscenely attractive person in front of his face is any kind of success. “Louis Tomlinson has just walked into our control room and suddenly our dear Harry Styles has lost all ability to speak. Could this be some kind of strange coincidence?”
“I hate you,” Harry hisses, forcing his eyes back into Nick’s direction, uncaring that the mic must have picked it up. “I thought we agreed that you were going to play fair.”
“I’m sure I have no idea what you’re talking about,” Nick denies, except he’s holding up a picture of Louis’ face now, sharp cheekbones prominent, soft lashes nearly sweeping against his cheeks as he looks down, and his fucking mouth–
“A hundred and two!” Nick crows, all but clapping his hands together in glee. “The highest it’s ever been!”
“To be fair, I did bend over the desk on purpose,” Louis’ voice comes crackling in the headphones. Harry practically breaks his neck whipping his head around at the sound of it, gaping at him through the glass panel. “You can’t really blame him for getting a little excited about that, can you?”
The Karasuno royal library curator Tsukishima Kei is a curious man. He has rules, quirks, and a sharp gaze that never seems to leave your back. It’s especially deadly to the boys who visit you—though you come to find out the reason very, veryquickly.
warnings:public sex (…sorta), creampie, thigh sex, oral (f!receiving)
notes: written for tune june, a church of meian collaboration. masterlist posted here! check it out for more media from our amazing creators!
the song that spawned this fic is magic of love by perfume! especially these lyrics:
paint a picture of sweet love // and make you fall in love with me // magic of love, if I can use magic like that // will my heart still beat like this?
The Karasuno royal library sits in the east wing of the palace nestled between the flower garden and the guard’s dormitories. The tomes stored within its walls are known to be the best in the entire country, the collection ranging from the foundation of the continent to the darkest of magic texts sealed away behind a protective barrier. The bookshelves rise high, the ceiling even higher, and light streams in from stained glass windows, casting colorful shadows that dance along the marble floor.
It’s been your dream since you were a child to work here, and you had dedicated your adolescence to putting your goal to work. It paid off in the end—a scholarship to Karasuno University to study the history of magic, graduating at the top of your class and becoming the royal library’s latest apprentice to the curator. You’re not ashamed to admit you cried tears of happiness the moment you found out, but you’re not crying now.
You’re all confidence as you stand outside of the library, taking a deep breath before pushing the large wooden doors open and stepping inside. The smell of old parchment and woody tomes hits you immediately, and you duck so you can avoid a large red book that zooms by your head. You pay it no mind—neither to the borrower of the book who runs past you with a harsh whisper to get back here. You head straight for the front desk, the rolled-up parchment that gives your new assignment clutched tight in your hands.
Two men stand at the front desk, conversing in harsh whispers. The shorter one has a mop of dark grey-green hair, his dark red robe signalling his status as an alchemist. The taller one is blond, thick glasses on his face that do nothing to conceal the annoyance that crinkles around his eyes. His dark green tunic means he must be the curator of the library; you sport a matching green dress that Head Wizard Ukai told you was appropriate when he gave you your assignment.
“—will be fine,” the brown-haired one says quietly, patting his friend on the arm. “I’m sure she’ll be nice.”
“We worked just fine together, I don’t know why they moved you,” the blond curtly responds before he sighs and rubs his eyes under his glasses. “I don’t want to train anyone new.”
“Look on the bright side, Tsukki!” The first man chirps, taking a step back. When he turns his head, you can see a dusting of freckles over his nose and cheeks. “She could be cute.”
“She needs to be good at her job.”
They’re definitely talking about you. It’s not that you mean to interrupt really—but isn’t it a bit rude to talk about someone when they’re standing right there?
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warnings : smut, fluff, angst, one sided friends to enemies to lovers, greek au, adultery/cheating, seonghwa is an asshole, mentions of mass terror, blood and death. lmk if i need to add more warnings :p
underworld scenery inspired by lore olympus
wc : 21.4k (longest i’ve ever written uh)
a/n : it’s finally completed y'all.. i started this back in october and went a few months of not updating but it’s finally here. please like, reblog and leave a comment :)) also it’s only like halfway proofread..
